#na’vi smut

[nqify]

ok, then here we go!

how about jake sully during heat? and maybe he not only can't keep his hands off of you, but when he's not touching you he can't help but jerk off right in front of you.

maybe he's just so unbearably horny that he starts to hump his pillows, the grass, your leg, his hands, or even touch himself during important meeting and has to be excused.

like he's just a needy soft!dom who is feverishly grinding on everything or tugging his thick cock in thoughts of you; poor bby can't even stop it 🥺🤭

had to make my first Jake sully fic with ur request ofc!!! AHHH!! this is so good!!!

heat. — jake sully ☆

Jake sully is the definition of needy!soft dom!! especially during heat!! this MF will find any excuse just to fuck you, like omg!! it’s a full moon we must fuck, or he made food without burning himself we must fuck!! he’s just so needy!!

so when his heat rolls around, omg get ready to be fucked and touch every single day. oh this fucker can not keep his hands off you.

lets just say, Jake starts to feel his heat coming on in an important meeting. during this meeting the only thing he could focus on was you, he’d be eye fucking you from across the room!!

his gaze was dark and lustful, his eyes were hooded and covered with little strings of hair. girl u are fucked!! you’d noticed, his posture straighten up, his arms all big and strong and his cock aching for you!! he will try everything and anything to get out of there. “baby, i need you now”

and now ur back is arched, pillow underneath you while jakes hands were gripping ur hips!! “f-fuck, pretty, this pussy f-feels so good!!”

this man would 100% get pussy drunk while he’s on heat. he’d be eating your pussy, tongue swirling around your clit while his fingers were spreading you out, “gimme more baby, want more of ur pussy, fuck so pretty for me” he loves u omg!! “such a pretty pussy baby, just for me right?? only me?? for daddy mm??” you’d be nodding, “wanna hear u say it, say this pretty pussy is mine, cmon, needa hear it” pussy is aching!!!

sometimes you’d be away from him, hunting for food or travelling with friends. you’d come home to this fucker humping the pillow, he’d be grinding, head thrown back while whines escaped his throat. “j-Jake??” this MF does not stop, he just looks at you and smirks, “aaahh, baby, daddy needs some help, you can help him right?? cmon be a good girl for me”

or whenever your away too long and you guys finally get into it, this fucker is so needy!! he’d be jerking off on top of you, “f-fuck needa cum, needa cum shit” but omg he was so hot. stroking his cock up and down to the sight of you?? pussy WET!!! “look at you baby, u want my cum?? u want daddy’s cum to make a mess of ur pussy?? yeah??”

now when he’s in heat bf will only do doggy style and missionary. he needs to have control over you when he’s in heat, or he’ll explode. this dude will have ur back arched and ur legs spread wide, gripping into ur tail for deeper thrusts.

“mmm, fuck pretty, look at this pussy, u need my cock don’t you?? u want daddy’s big cock to fill u up huh?” ur whining like PLS HELLO?? in doggy style this fucker is going deep!! like reaching every inch of u. bro is def hitting ur cervix. “yeah baby?? that feel good?? u like when daddy touches ur little special spot huh?”

now for missionary, oh boy. his veiny hand would be gripping your neck while the other was holding your waist. he’s pounding into you with everything that he’s got, “mmmm, my pretty girl likes this right?? fuck ur such a dirty slut for liking this” oh BOY!! “j-Jake!! need ur cum!!, pls fill me up daddy”

HELLO!! Breeding kink while on heat?? YEPYEP!! “yeah baby?? u want daddy’s cum? u want him to make u all full and stuffed right? yeah I can do that baby, just keep being a good girl for me” and oh my god HIS LOAD is THICK AND HEAVY!!! you could feel it in you and lord DO U LOVE IT!! and when he would see it pour out, “oh no baby, i gotta keep it in so u can have my babies!!” he’d just fuck it into you.

this dude has to be messy, spit and cum everywhere!!! you want a kiss? messy asf. he’s eating you out? messy asf. fucking ur pussy, MESSY ASF!! DEF has a spit kink!!!!!!

“cmon baby, open ur mouth for me, yeah that’s it, good girl” and BOOM SPIT!! cuz he’s on heat he feels some kind of control making you a mess

your drooling EVERYWHERE!!! and he’d make fun of u!!! “awe look at you, such a fucking whore and can’t keep herself clean can she?? she likes when daddy makes her all messy and dumb doesn’t she mm??” ur nodding bc DUH?? “uh uh babygirl, say it, say ur my dumb little slut” GIRL!!!!! “I-I’m ur dumb little s-slut!!” HSHFNJS

and ofc!!! when u guys are done he’d still keep his cock in you!! he loves having you so close, cock warming is def his fav thing to do. “baby, u still feel so warm” and omg “I love this pussy so so much”

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[thewingedswine]

Enjoy one of Nona’s slutty doodles✨

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[strawberri-blonde]

Spoiling the Prince - Neteyam

Photo credits to the talented @cinetrix

Summary: You treat Neteyam to a picnic and something else😏

Warning: Smuttt just Neteyam getting the blowjob he deserves.

Masterlist

Happiness filled every bit of your body as giggles escaped your heart-shaped lips while tugging an excited Neteyam along. Your four-fingered hand intertwined with the Olo’eyktan’s oldest son, and you pulled him eagerly along the forest floor. "Yawne, calm down." As Neteyam’s voice rang through your ears, you didn’t pay him much mind as you were looking for the landmark that you carved into a tree to guide the both of you towards the little surprise that you had set up just hours ago. "Where are we going?" This time, you stopped in your tracks once you saw the tree.

Turning around, you grabbed Neteyam's other hand with your own and pulled it up towards your lips, littering his palms with kisses. Of course, his once-blue cheeks turned a slight purple from your affection. "Nete…" You pulled his hands into your chest and looked up to his golden eyes with so much love that it had the boy purring. "I know how much your training takes up your time." Hearing those words, Neteyam's ears flattened, feeling guilty that the two of you haven't had that much time together. Seeing this expression, you let go of his hands to cup his face into your grasp. Standing on your tiptoes, you pressed your lips against his.

Neteyam couldn't resist pulling you closer to his strong, lean body. This week had been tough because his dad had been pushing him hard during training, especially since he's next in line to be clan leader. But right now, as Neteyam deepened the kiss by parting his lips and running his tongue across your bottom lip, it took everything in you to pull away. "I have something planned for us," you trailed off to caress his face one more time before dropping your hands to your waist, where his hands were drawing small, intimate circles. "I really set this all up for you." This made Neteyam's tail sway back and forth with curiosity.

The young man didn’t protest as you pulled him towards the tree that grew near a rock wall. “Just trust me.”

"Always Y/n," Neteyam said with a smile, which made you smile too, as you both climbed up the tree with ease. His movements were confident and fluid, as if he had climbed the tree before, even though you both knew he hadn't. As you reached the last thick branch, you held Neteyam's hand while you both walked down it, feeling the rough bark against the souls of your feet. The branch was secure against the flat top of the rocks, which had been smoothed over time by the elements. You both jumped onto the tall wall of rocks, which had molded together over the years, forming a natural barrier. As you walked across the moss-covered boulder, feeling the softness of the moss under your feet, you still held Neteyam's hand, feeling safe and secure with him by your side.

“It's this way," you said, approaching what looked like a bed of leaves, but it was actually a covering you'd woven together to hide the large opening of the rock. Neteyam barely saw the bottom of the hideaway from the darkness. "I wanted to keep it a secret," you said, holding onto the blanket and motioning for Neteyam to venture through the cave.

The young man gazed at his mate, and seeing the excitement on every part of your face, Neteyam didn't second-guess his trust for you. He carefully squeezed through the narrow opening and used the existing rocks that resembled steps to enter the dark cave. Leaf litter, along with broken twigs and moss, covered the cave's floor. Surprisingly, a sliver of light hit the rock walls, giving the boy a nice view of you covering the opening with the disguise you had crafted so beautifully. Noticing the wet leaves that he somehow managed to avoid while entering the cave, he sprang over to you, gripping your elbow to help guide you down. This, however, had you swooning. "Ma Neteyam, I've been here before." Both of your laughs echoed in the cave as the boy watched you carefully as you hopped down from the last step, pulling him closer to you.

“Obviously.” His mocking tone had you giggling before mimicking him back.

“Obviously.” Pressing your face into his warm chest, you both took an inhale of each others scents that meshed so well together; tree bark and grass.

Neteyam inhaled your wonderful scent before pressing kisses onto your hairline. “I can’t believe you found this place.” This cause another giggle to escape your lips.

"Oh, you don't think this is it, do you?" you ask, making the boy look down at you with confusion. You smile widely as you pull back but still hold onto his hands. You love holding Neteyam's hands. They are so strong but so gentle with you. "Where do you think the light is coming from?" This has Neteyam tilt his head, making a huge grin appear on his handsome face, exposing his teeth.

"Yawne-" you turn around, reaching your hand behind you, not bothering to look back, knowing that he'll grab onto you. As his soft but calloused hand grabs you just beyond your elbow, you reach the end of the cave and press a hand on the dewy surface. Neteyam's hand caresses your skin as it slides down to your hand, entangling your fingers together, making it so your palms are touching.

"Look," you say, gesturing upward towards the corner of the rocky wall where a faint light illuminates his handsome features. “It looks like it's a hole by the way the light shines..." You pull the boy to your side as you begin to walk sideways with your front still facing the back wall. "But really," you both reach the end, and you squeeze through a small opening from where the wall doesn't meet the existing rock. With his tall height, Neteyam ducks through the oval-shaped hole, letting you lead him through. "It's just trying to hide this treasure." Neteyam's eyes first hit yours before trailing along the grove. His golden eyes widen in awe, and his thin lips stretch out in a small gap, causing you to immediately fill up with pride.

“Ma Y/n,” as you step in front of the boy and tugged him towards the beautiful pond, that’s when his words began to stumble. “Where did you find this?” He laughed in disbelief as he saw a woven mat that clearly had to be made out of razor palm leaves; near the sandy bank. Nestled on top of the beautiful woven art piece was a lovely picnic, set up with a vibrant color scheme with delicious, fresh fruits. The blanket is covered in flower petals arranged in the shape of a heart, creating a beautiful and romantic atmosphere. The fruits are arranged in a colorful display, with juicy yovo fruit, ripe lionberry seeds, and sweet spartan. The colors of the fruits pop against the green mat, and the sweet aroma of the fruits and flowers fills the air. The set up was quite beautiful and only adds to the magic of the moment. “And what is this about. I didn’t forget anything did I?”

You toyed with his fingers that were still intertwined with yours. With a playful shake of your head, you spoke, "No, my prince, this is for you like I said earlier." Your doe eyes caused the boy to visibly melt. "I wanted to surprise you and let you know how much I love and appreciate you." Your soft, velvety voice made its way through Neteyam's ears, rendering him speechless. Without hesitation, he brought your hands to his chest while keeping a strong hold on them. He kissed you with all the passion he could muster up.

Your brain short-circuited as you felt his soft lips against your own. When his tongue poked at your entrance, you slowly opened your mouth and lightly bit down on the muscular organ that made its way into your warm, wet mouth. Neteyam's hands dropped down to your waist, squeezing them in need, while his rough fingers slipped along the thin fabric of your loincloth. "Teyam," you moaned out, frustrated with yourself as you pushed him away, not allowing him to ravish you where he stood. This was about him.

"Ma'Y/n." His tone was teasing, but the desperation could be heard clearly. You nudged your nose against his, pressing tender kisses on his face out of your own selflessness. He had the best face to kiss.

“Ma’teyam let me feed you.” Neteyam’s cock hardened at your innocent words being turned into the dirtiest thoughts.

"Yawne, let me have my meal." You grab onto his strong jaw in your hands as he leans down to press an open-mouthed kiss on your neck, right in that spot that makes you lose control. Feeling your loincloth get damp, you shook your head, pulling yourself together.

After you said, "Neteyam, I'm serious," he mumbled a 'me too' that had you giggling like a young Na'vi chasing after a beautiful-winged insect. You pulled him towards the woven mat and immediately sat down on the bright purple evanescence flowers that were soft to the touch. You helped guide him down by criss-crossing his legs. Then, you stood on your knees to shimmy closer to him before plopping down, basically leaning all over his body.

Neteyam wrapped his left arm around your waist as you pulled away from him for a moment to grab the end-grain wood cutting board that shows all the beautiful tree-rings. The wooden tray displayed the various fruits, making Neteyam's mouth water for more than one reason. "It's all your favorites, yawne." You picked up the cut-up piece of spartan fruit, letting its sweet sticky juices run down your fingertips. "I gathered them all for you, even this spartan fruit. It was hard to find-"

"Since it's been too hot and the fruits have been drying up before they even ripe," he cut you off, with pure happiness and joy shining through his amber eyes. You smiled proudly as you pressed the purple and blue fruit to his lips, allowing him to open his mouth and consume the sticky sweet fruit. As his teeth sank into the juicy spartan, the nectar dripped down his chin. The sweetness of the fruit was almost overwhelming, and the stickiness of the juice made Neteyam's desire for you grow. Since you both mated just over a year ago, spartan had been his favorite fruit. Each bite was a burst of flavor that left him yearning for the nectar that resided between your legs.

"I looked for hours," you mumbled as you licked away the juices from his chin, only to place another piece of fruit into his mouth. This time, he licked your fingers clean, making your heat throb and clench around nothing but need. "Only the best for my big, strong mate," you said, and the growl that rumbled in his chest caused goosebumps to scatter across your blue skin.

After Neteyam said, "Yawne, you can't say such words and not expect me to kiss you," he pulled you into a kiss. Your lips moved freely against one another, but you eventually pulled away after lifting up a lionberry seed to bring it to his mouth.

"Patience Teyam, we have all day, even into the evening," you said. This caused the Omitikaya warrior to lift an eyebrow, letting you continue to feed him. "Lo'ak is entertaining your father while Kiri is with your mother."

“Yeah but-” you pushed another lionberry seed into his mouth shutting him up.

Speaking with nothing of pride you admitted, "I even bribed Tuk." Neteyam's eyes widened, and he let out a laugh.

“Not my little sister.” You let out a chuckle yourself, watching as Neteyam grabbed another piece of spartan then reached for the yovo fruit.

"All it took was agreeing to a sleepover next week, and I have to make another wooden Ikran, specifically a purple and turquoise one," you said while setting the wooden circular tray on the mat to grab Neteyam's hand, licking off the juices finger by finger. "But it was worth it," you added, looking into his eyes. Neteyam groaned in response, and you giggled, feeling a rush of affection for him. You leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his velvet lips, "because my prince needs to be pampered and a little spoiled."

Neteyam was overcome with desire as your words filled the air like a fog. His heart pounded wildly, and he felt an animalistic instinct surge through him. He wanted you, and he could feel his body responding to his desire. Without hesitation, he pulled you into his lap, pressing his hard, toned body against yours. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he held you tightly as he kissed you passionately. Your breathing became heavy as you circled your hips to meet his greedy thrusts, and you felt his tongue explore your mouth. Gripping his shoulders for support, you felt a sense of pleasure as he pulled away from your lips to leave open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

As he placed soft kisses on your neck, you let out gentle moans, feeling the pleasure of his touch. You yearned for more, but the reality of the moment reminded you that you both couldn't continue here. You wished to take care of him as he takes care of you every day, despite his busy schedule training to become the next clan leader. To him, making you his wife was the easiest job on the planet, and you felt grateful for his love and devotion. “Teyam.”

As you pulled away from the passionate moment, you felt a deep connection between you and him. You slid your hands from his shoulders down to his chest, and let out a soft moan. You looked into his eyes and said, "Come on." Gently pushing his chest, you took his hands in yours and led him towards the blue waters of the hidden cove.

"You're killing me, yawne," Neteyam said with a smile as you guided him to sit on the large, smooth rocks covered in soft moss that you had put in place to provide a worthy throne for the next in line.

"Who would have known that the mighty warrior is such an impatient child?" you asked. Neteyam's face heated up at your words, and his ears flattened against his head as he continued to settle into the soft, lime-green moss.

"Only for you, my mate," Neteyam whispered sweetly. His words made your heart soar, and your body throbbed with need. You pushed him back gently, as his legs were sprawled out with the water barely reaching halfway up his thick thighs. Without hesitation, you kissed his entire right thigh, loving the sound of his low grunts. "Thata girl," Neteyam said, using an English phrase that he must have learned from his father. Strangely enough, he never let it escape his lips until it was something intimate like this, and you loved it. If you weren't already a slave to his manly charms, you would have fallen under his spell like a woman in heat.

You pulled away from his legs and cupped his handsome face in your hands, giving his mouth sensual, open-mouthed kisses. "I'm gonna be your good girl," you whispered, the desperation and rawness of your voice making Neteyam's cock throb with desire. Kissing him again, you nibbled on his bottom lip and pushed into his chest, gliding down his body until your bottom half was covered in the warm water. "I'm going to be the prince's good girl, his most loyal servant," you said, your voice full of promise.

Neteyam's gaze was so intense that it felt like a bolt of electricity, sending shivers down your spine and making every nerve in your body tingle with desire. You were already on your knees for him, but his lustful look had you feeling like you could collapse at any moment. The intensity of his desire and need was almost overwhelming, and your body couldn't help but react with a surge of pleasure. The warmth of his gaze spread like a wildfire. You could feel your once blue skin turning a soft lavender hue. As your breathing became heavy and mind clouded with his fog, you felt myself melting into his embrace, completely consumed by his passion.

"I thank the Great Mother for you every morning," Neteyam rasped, his voice pulling you out of the fog of desire, but only for a moment. Gripping his thighs, you offered your mate a sweet smile before kissing, licking, and even sucking onto his skin that rested on his lower abdomen. You went so low that your chin was becoming irritated from the material of his loincloth. "Every evening," Neteyam moaned as his hips thrust forward, trying to find some kind of release, but you just kept going. "Every waking moment, my love," he continued, his confessions filling your heart with emotion.

"Teyam," you moaned against his warm skin, pulling away to capture his lips in yours once more. "Help me untie you." Without question, Neteyam leaned forward to begin untying his loincloth. As he did so, the pond's water began to form ripples which then softly turned to little waves that only managed to make the both of you wetter. Neteyam almost had his cock on display, but before he could reveal it to you, you pushed him back with one last kiss to the lips. As you returned to eye level with his crotch, Neteyam snuck in a sensual forehead kiss. "You're such a strong, loving mate who provides," you whispered, and the truth was that the boy felt like he could just cum from your words alone. You made sure to take your time as you kissed the junction of his legs that met his groin, trailing your act of love towards his abdomen. Meanwhile, your right hand couldn't help but stroke his covered member ever so slowly. "I just want to thank you," you said, lifting the material slightly and offering Neteyam your innocent doe-eyes. "Can I do that, Teyam? Can I make you feel good like you make me feel everyday?"

"Fuck," the Omatikaya warrior fell apart just like that. "You really are some angel, aren't you?" You didn't respond; you just pressed an open-mouthed kiss along his clothed cock. "Y/n, please," he begged. You squeezed his massive cock in your hands, pressing the still-covered tip to your lips. "Please, Y/n, touch me."

"That's my prince," you whispered, finally pulling away the soaked garnet that somehow managed to hide his massive size. "Soo big," you moaned, throwing the material on the dry side of the bank, then collecting his cock in your hands, making them look small. "I’m so lucky," you kissed the tip, wanting to have his taste in your mouth. However, this made the man jerk his hips from the sensation sending water droplets splashing your face. "Don't worry, Teyam." Twisting your hands in opposite directions around his pulsing member you pulled away to hold him in your right hand, then applied open-mouthed kisses along the whole length. "I promised, I'd take care of you."

You licked a straight line up from the base of his balls to the tip, making sure to give it the attention it so desperately needed. “Fuck.” You pulled back with a pop, only to go right back to work licking up and down his cock loving the taste of his pre-cum. Your hands scratched down his thighs while you took him in your mouth fully. Neteyam’s breathing became louder and more passionate making you want to hear more. So, you cupped his balls in your left hand, giving them a good squeeze, then jerked his cock in a steady motion. You opened your mouth, tapping his purple tip on your tongue a few times before taking him as far as you could until his thick cock touched the back of your throat. “Yawne, you’re so good at this.” You let out a hum, sending vibrations along his member, making Neteyam drop his head back, letting out low and throaty moans. “Great Mother.”

Humming again you pulled away with a load gasp but quickly covered it up with your words. “Praying for me Teyam?” You continued to jerk him off then leaned down to lick his balls. “Praying for this tight pussy.” Neteyam couldn’t help but reach forward to grabbed onto your braids, bring your face more towards him. You opened your mouth wider, swallowing around the soft but hard round skin.

You fumbled them only for a brief minute before licking up his shafted again to take his tip in your mouth sucking on it hard. ‘Oh yeahs,’ left his swollen lips as you took him as far as you could. “Thata girl.” Hearing those words, you stayed put swallowing around him, to only pull away in a gagging fit. Giving yourself a brief moment to recover you gave his cock long and hard tugs. You loved how wet his cock was from your salvia although some might say the pond water also played a big part in that factor.

Returning to work, you began to kitten lip his tip, then started to bob your head up and down his member. You felt the tightness of his grip in your hair and the way his legs were struggling to stay still, which would always have you thinking of this moment when you hear any kind of water splashing. He was enjoying himself, and if your bottom half wasn't in a pool of water, you're sure that your loincloth would've been soaked with your own juices. With hollow lips, you could taste his precum on your tongue, which sent your pussy clenching around nothing. "It tastes oh so good," you mumbled, taking him deep in your mouth again, making the Prince thrust into you a few times, then held you in place, letting you pull back with a gasp. "Fuck my throat so good, yawne."

“Do I?” This had Neteyam hold you down with both hands gripping your head as his eyes roll back at the feeling of you chocking on his dick. “Fuck, yawne you’re gonna make me cum.” Breathing through your nose, you could feel tears swell in your eyes but you didn’t care.

You pulled back with a choked moan and wrapped both hands around his throbbing member, twisting them nice and firm. "Give it to me," you said in a sultry tone, which made Neteyam tighten his fist and let out loud grunts that sounded like music to your ears. "I need your cum, Neteyam. It's so good." You kissed the tip of his cock one last time before taking him into your mouth, loving the way he bruised the back of your throat.

"That's right, baby," Neteyam moaned, feeling nothing but pure ecstasy as he was surrounded by the water of the pond. He could feel the tightness of your throat and the way your hands felt on the rest of his shaft and balls. "Don't stop," he panted out, feeling you moan around him, encouraging him to continue. "Right," he moaned, feeling the familiar tightness in his abdomen. "There." The strained, raw tone in his face had you still your movements, letting the blue man fuck in your mouth. And with just a few more thrusts, Neteyam had his goodness shooting down your throat, the passion of the moment almost too much to bear.

You didn't move a muscle until you knew your mate was done riding out his high. You popped off him with a satisfying moan, opening your mouth for your prince to show him the mess he made. "So good, Teyam," you said, jerking his sensitive cock, making him squirm. "Tastes like my favorite treat. Puffball tree leaves, salty," you licked him clean, making the boy caress the side of your cheek. "But sweet."

"Give me a taste." Without waiting for your response, Neteyam wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you up out of the water until you were sitting on his lap, then he pulled you into a deep kiss. A cold breeze danced its way across your warm bodies, making the atmosphere humid. Through the tense and hot air, the boy let his hands roam your body, while yours remained on his jawline, closer to his neck. Neteyam slipped his tongue into your warm mouth, exploring the taste of himself on your tongue. Moaning at the taste, you felt vibrations shiver down your spine. "It's not as good as you," you moaned as his confession causing you to slowly starting to grind on his semi-hard cock. "Let me show you." Feeling him pull away to kiss down your neck, you almost let yourself be swept away in him, but you weren't done with your surprises. This was about him.

“Nete,” you let out a high pitch moan as he moved your decorative chest pieces out the way to suck on your tit. Why was he making this so hard?

“That feel good, yawne?” Your mouth opened wider not even being able to breathe properly.

"Wait, Neteyam," you moaned, slipping your fingers into the back of his head, pulling him slightly to signal him to look up. "I'm not done."

He smirked up at you. "Yeah, me neither." Then, his hot mouth moved over to the other nipple, making you squirm in his lap.

"But this is about you. I wanted to spear a fish to cook for you, to feed you, my prince." The man's desire was clear as he bit down on your mound, sucking firmly, then pulled off to press it an open-mouthed kiss. He felt lucky to have someone like you, who only wanted to take care of him, but he was hungry for something else.

"Y/n, you know what would make your prince happy?" Your breathing became irregular as Neteyam lifted you up with ease, then set you gently down onto the soft moss. He kissed down your neck, kissing your nipples again before continuing. "You not denying me for the second time on devouring my favorite meal." And who were you to deny the future Olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya clan?

Hoped you guys liked it!

~ Caroline

#neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam x you #neteyam imagine #neteyam #na’vi avatar #na’vi smut #neteyam smut #na’vi avatar imagine #na

[angelltheninth]

Jake skully smut please

Finally getting around to this one, sorry for the wait!

Pairing: Jake Sully x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, mating cycle, breeding kink, biting, tail shenanigans, Jake goes through his first rut, Na'vi!Reader

Word count: 1.4k

A/N: Took me long enough but here is the long requested Jake Sully filth.

Jake didn't know what the fuck was happening right now. He woke up feeling hot as hell. Not as in he was attractive, although yes, you assured him of that too, but his whole body felt like it was burning up. He didn't know what to do, he tried to ignore it and get his duties done, he tried to go as high up into the sky to get the coolest air possible on his skin, he tried to take a swim, he tried to run it off but his body was still on fire.

He hoped he wasn't sick. He hadn't gotten sick yet, not since he started his new life with the Na'vi. He was one with his Avatar now, so every risk was that much more amplified. Jake kept pacing back and forth, his tail twitching weirdly and the base of it itching. Fuck, maybe he really is sick.

If it came down to it he would go to have his blood analyzed to avoid the worse case scenarios. If he was sick he needed to know what exactly was wrong with him.

His ears and nose flickered towards the entrance to your shared home. "Jake? You are... acting odd today. Is everything alright?"

"Don't come in. I think I'm sick." He put his hand out like that would stop you. "Please."

"Sick?" You sniffed the air, quickly picking up a change in scent. This wasn't sickness, this was... his first mating cycle. You chuckled and crossed the distance between you two, looking deep into Jake's eyes before kissing him. His startled gasp allowed you to lick into his mouth. Your tail wrapped around his wrist, you were so happy, your mate was in his cycle.

"Hey, don't, if you get sick too-" You shook your head and caressed his jack to calm him.

"There's no sickness. You are going through a mating cycle." The look of confusion and surprise on his face was, well the only word you could use was cute. "We go through it once a year. Once we find a mate our cycles fall in sync. Usually the first once happens when we reach adulthood but since your case is special your cycle is hitting you just now."

A mating cycle. His first one. "My mating cycle? What do you take for it?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his absurd sounding question. "Well that depends on if you're mated or not. In your case, I suppose you would take me."

"T-Take you?!" His mind had a few things going through it. Take, fuck, mate, breed. His cock twitched against your stomach, tenting his undergarments.

"Or rather I will be the one taking you." You knelt down, kissing his chest and stomach as you went, "If you want to of course. If not there are other things. But the... medicine is not the tastiest, just so you know in advance."

He cringed already, imagining every gross thing he ever tasted, all the medicine he had to take before, from childhood, to the army. "I think I would rather be with you." He cupped your face in his rough hands. His extra fingers felt odd at first but not anymore, the things that made him different from you were never things you sought to think less of him for. "Where do we begin? Is there anything special that goes into it?"

"Only mating bites." You smirked as he grinned at the prospect of biting you. "Other than that nothing has to change, we already made love many times, I trust you know what to do."

"Based on how many times you came last time, I'd say I'm well versed." Your hands cupped his clothed cock, his tip making a stain at the front. "Take if off babe."

Babe. Such a human term. Simple, but it always worked on you.

As soon as his clothing fell to the floor your licked the cum off his cock, eliciting a choked moan from him. Jake shook, unsure what to do with this new kind of pent up energy. Given that this was his first mating cycle you really didn't want to tease him. But you could kiss his cock all the way to the tip before standing up and taking our own clothes off piece by piece. He purred at the sight of your naked body.

"You're wet already?" He could almost taste you on his tongue.

"Usually a mates mating cycle will effect the other, the two eventually becoming synchronized and able to enjoy a few days of bliss together." Hopefully this would happen soon now that he's hit his first one. "For now we should take care of this one. Shall we?" You grinned and pulled him to your bed when he nodded dumbly. As you laid back he grabbed his ponytail, offering it to you to bind with.

Soon as the connection happened you were able to feel his lust feeding into yours, your thighs dripping with desire. "I need to fuck you." He growled, hips rocking forward, the cocktip parting your wet folds.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head when his entire length was finally enveloped in your warmth. "You feel bigger then usual." You hushed against his ear and locked your legs around his lower back, making sure his cock stayed as snug inside you as possible. Jake hissed as soon as the cooler air hit his cock when he pulled away. No he didn't want to be out, he only wanted to be inside you but he also really needed to fuck you, he needed to fill you up with his cum. His seed.

To feel as less cold as possible he kept up a fast pace, his cock pushing in and out, moaning when you'd tighten around him in need. He felt like he would never be able to stop, he'd never been hornier in his life. And back when he was in the military there were so many times when he thought his cock would explode. All of that combined was nothing compared to this.

"You feel so good babe. So good around my dick. Taking me so well, so deep." He praised. You wrapped your arms around his back, feeling his muscles under your hands tense, "Love how you touch me." It was always so soft, like he needed to be touched in moments like this.

"You deserve to be loved Jake. I love you, I always want you to know this." You pulled him into a soft kiss, your moans muffled by each others mouth, mixing with the fast slapping of hips against hips. "Bite me and make me your mate." Your own fangs ached with the desire to do the same but you wanted him to do it first. "It will help you finish."

That was all he needed to sink his fangs into the area between your shoulder and your neck. His body went still against yours, his grunts loud even with the bite, his warm cum painting your inner walls white. A little more, he needed to fuck you a little more. His cock no longer felt cold when he pulled out, it was now covered with his cum, which he felt like he should push back into you. "What... are the chances of us having a baby?"

"Right now? Not very high. When our cycles are synced we can try." The noise he made was that of displeasure, "However since you are different from the rest of Na'vi, perhaps you will get me pregnant tonight." That's what he wanted, he wanted to breed.

His cock twitched, another orgasm ripping through his body, heightened by your own, your pussy pulsing around him, your connection prolonging them both as the scent of sex and cum filled the air around you. Jake moaned, almost roared when you returned the mating bite. He really couldn't stop now, he wanted to rut into you, it felt like every orgasm bleed into another, causing him to lose count of how many he had. "Fuck, fuck, so good, fuck yes!"

Your bodies went slack against one another, his cock still twitching, shooting more small jets of cum. "Leave it in until you're done." As if you needed to tell him twice, he was more then happy to. "You did so good for your first time going through a mating cycle. As I suspected your stamina is incredible."

"Keep stroking my ego." You smiled against his shoulder and placed a kiss against the bite you made. Jake did the same, wanting to give you as much comfort and after care as he can without moving away from you. "I love you so, so much. Thank you for spending this time with me."

"Oh Jake, we're not done yet. A mating cycle can last up to seven days or more." His eyes widened in surprise again but then his face shifted into a very happy grin.

He kissed you again and again until your bodies had enough rest, not even half an hour, until you fucked again. Seven days of this. "This is gonna be so great."

#jake sully x reader #jake sully smut #avatar x reader #atwow x reader #avatar the way of water #na’vi smut #na’vi x reader #jake x reader #jake sully x y/n #atwow #avatar #smut

[tarrynightss]

Poly Jake & Neytiri headcanons

Pairing: Jake Sully x fem!na’vi!reader x Neytiri

Warnings: Polyamory, pregnancy, slight breeding kink, threesomes, vaginal & oral sex, some light bondage at the end

SFW

Neytiri always has to lay in the middle when you sleep. Not to form a barrier or anything, but because she wants to feel both Jake and you in her arms. After losing her home and father, she’s been suffering through nightmares almost every night. She wants to have the only people who can calm her down right there against her when she startles awake.

You pass on kisses to one another. For example; Jake will kiss Neytiri, who will then kiss you, and you’ll bring the kiss back to Jake.

Lots of group cuddles and nose rubbings. After a tense moment, there’s nothing more soothing than the three of you pulling each other close, linking arms and nuzzling your noses together lovingly.

You and Neytiri make little plans against Jake sometimes, giggling behind your hands as you glance your mate’s way. He’s instantly onto it, of course, grinning as he continues his task. “You girls ganging up on me, huh?” Most definitely, but he’ll be pleased with it in the end.

Jake loves holding you in his lap while you braid Neytiri’s hair. He’ll nuzzle his face into your neck, the tickling feeling making you laugh and playfully swat him away. A minute later he tries it on Neytiri, hand sneaking towards her naked waist and tickling her suddenly. She’ll make an annoyed sound at him accompanied by a hiss, but the smile on her face reveals that she does like it.

Cooking together is awful. Neytiri and Jake have way different tastes in food, and you are left to mediate what will eventually end up in your mouths. “You are a child!” Neytiri will hiss over your head at Jake, you crouched in front of the fire as you wait for them to hand you any ingredient. “We ate this two days ago!” Jake shoots back, making Neytiri look at you for support while she makes a ‘bah!’ sound. Not making eye contact with either of them is hard, but you succeed till eventually Neytiri pushes food into your hand when Jake isn’t looking.

The three of you try your hardest for you and Neytiri to be pregnant at the same time. It makes you and her feel even closer to one another, and you happily rub each others growing bellies. Jake has never been particularly cocky about having two mates, but with the two of you by his side, round with his children, he’s on top of the world. He doesn’t care where the three of you are, often rubbing you and Neytiri’s bellies and bending down to kiss them.

You and Neytiri take care of each others children like they’re your own. You are one family, bonded through Eywa, so who birthed them does not matter. Neytiri is mom to your children just as much as you are, and vice versa.

NSFW

Like I said, the goal is to get pregnant together, and oh is it a lot of fun trying to achieve that. You will be laying on top of Neytiri, kissing over her chest and neck as Jake positions himself behind the two of you. He’ll take his time eating both of you out before sliding his cock into Neytiri, thrusting into her with deep strokes till he spills his seed inside of her. After that, it’s your turn, grinding against Neytiri as Jake fucks you into her until you are equally as full of his cum.

Neytiri loves marking you and Jake with her scent, often rubbing herself along you like a cat. It’s not an inherently sexual thing to her, but it always seems to get Jake hard when he feels her lean body pushed up against his. Neytiri doesn’t mind entertaining it, pushing you both to the floor and taking turns riding your faces till you smell of nothing but her.

Jake’s favorite position is when you (or Neytiri) lays on your back while he holds your legs spread, fucking into you with desperate groans as Neytiri teases your clit. He loves watching both of your naked bodies pressed up against each other, loves the way your moans get muffled by Neytiri kissing you deeply. It’s heaven to him.

Neytiri’s favorite position involves one of you riding Jake’s face while the other rides his cock, meeting each other in the middle to fondle at your breasts and kiss. She loves seeing your reactions to getting eaten out or fucked, and also loves the way Jake oh so desperately bucks his hips upwards with long, drawn out groans.

Jake very much loves seeing just you and Neytiri be intimate together when you allow it. He’ll lazily stroke his cock as he watches his mates rub up against each other, their moans like a song to his ears. Neytiri likes watching you and Jake as well, but takes a bit of a different approach. She hides in the nearby greenery as she watches Jake roughly take you from behind, her pupils wide with desire at the sight. You and Jake know full well she’s watching of course, but she only comes out when it’s over and Jake calls for her to help him with the aftercare. She’ll stroke your face as she holds you, praising you for doing so well.

One of the little plans you and Neytiri sometimes brew is to tease Jake sexually, giggling to yourselves as you tie him up by his arms. He happily goes along with it, but once you two demons start teasing him, he has to grind his teeth together to hold back from breaking the restraints. Both of you will straddle one of his thighs, grinding against the exposed skin with your with slick cunts. You’ll touch each other while doing it, forcing Jake to do nothing but watch as you chase your own orgasms. Neytiri is especially mean with it, standing up and grinding her cunt into Jake’s face till she has cum a second time. His cock will be throbbing to almost a painful extent by that point, and Neytiri watches with a toothy smirk as she makes you sink down on it. Jake curses out your name as you ride him, movements guided by Neytiri. But once he’s close to cumming, she will pull you off of his cock, the two of you chuckling meanly in his face as he whimpers. This lasts for about two more rounds before Jake has had enough and breaks himself free, you and Neytiri quickly running away as soon as he does so. He catches up of course, and oh is the punishment so worth it.

You spoil Jake too! (sometimes). Both you and Neytiri will get on your knees for him, licking along the length of his cock. He has no idea where to put his hands as one of you takes him into your mouth while the other nips along his pubic area and teases his balls. He never lasts long when you do it, the sensation of both of your hot mouths on his cock too much for him.

#smut #jake sully x reader #neytiri x reader #jake sully x reader x Neytiri #atwow #avatar the way of water #avatar #atwow x reader #na'vi x reader #jake sully #neytiri #na’vi smut #tw: pregnancy

[atokirina-writings]

NEED.

Tsu’tey x fem!reader

warnings/notes: everything spoken is Na’vi. smut with no plot, tsu’tey is rly sweet then gets rough, p in v (unprotected), sub!reader, spanking (like twice), bit of a breeding kink, creampie, just filth. there’s not enough Tsu’tey love out there so i hope i do him justice.

Tìyawn- Love | Yawne- beloved

“does it feel good tìyawn?” He asks breathlessly as he fucks into your cunt above him at a fast pace. You can only respond with heavy pants and sighs as you grip onto his shoulders to stabilize yourself.

Letting him do all the work from below you begin to close your eyes, the feeling becoming to be too much. He’s stretching you out so good and with every thrust you feel him hit that spot inside of you.

“Look yawne, so pretty.” He says placing a hand on your abdomen, where you can clearly see his dick coming in and out. He looks up at you as you watch in awe at how good he’s making you feel.

Cupping your chin so you look at him he halts his movements. you let out a whine at the loss in friction desperately trying to feel him again, you begin swirling your hips in a circle.

“Stop tìyawn.” He commands you, placing his firm hands on your hips. Leaning down until your arms wrap around his neck, and your breasts are flush against his chest you begin to beg for him. “Please Tsu’teyy” You whine in his ear emphasizing the end of his name.

“Please what?” He responds coldly. “Please fuck me, give me your kids, let me have everything please.” Hissing at your words he lifts you off of him and repositions himself behind you, leaving you on all fours. “Arch your back for me.” He demands in a sweet tone. Trailing his hand from your ass to the back of your neck, you allow him to push you down until your cheek is touching the ground.

With each thrust you can hear the sound of your skin making contact with his and the wetness of your cunt. His balls are slapping your clit with each harsh thrust.

“Ughhh Tsu’tey please faster.” You beg reaching behind you to grasp his forearm that is glued to your hip. Your voice is shaking with each thrust into your pussy.

“Is this not fast enough for you? Eywa you’re so needy.” He scoffs and lifts his knee to the side fucking you deeper, reaching that spot in you that sets you off.

Gripping your hair pulling your neck back to watch your face, he sees your eyes rolling back into your skull at how good he’s making you feel. Slapping your ass he watches as you bite your lips and your eyes snap up to make contact with him.

“Who makes you feel this good?” He asks, and you begin to feel his dick twitch inside of you signaling he’s going to cum. “You do Tsu’tey- ah only you.” You mewl. “That’s right me. Your mate, your Olo'eyktan.” He says never once breaking eye contact with you. He looks so good with his stray braids knocking against his face at the force hes using to fuck you.

Releasing his grip on your hair he wraps an arm around you pulling you against his chest and the other around your neck to turn your head and kiss you. Moaning uncontrollably in his mouth you tell him you’re going to cum. “You wanna cum?” He grunts in your ear “Ah yes Tsu’tey please, please let me cum.”

“Cum for me tìyawn.” Thats all you need to lose yourself around his cock. Your walls tighten around him and you let out a pornographic moan. With one hard thrust he stops his moments, growling harshly into your ear, hips shaking as he paints your pink walls.

You stay in his arms as he waits for dick to stop it’s twitching inside of you. Placing a kiss on your cheek he lays your tired body back down and pulls out of you. The two of you moan in unison as he watches his cum seep out of you. Licking a strip from your clit to sticking his tongue inside, he pushes his cum back into you.

Flopping down next to you, you turn to look him into his eyes. He chuckles at your messy hair and tear stained cheeks. Nuzzling into his chest you place a leg across his hip as he rubs your back soothingly in a comfortable silence.

“I see you”

“I see you yawne” he replies kissing you atop your head

#atokirina writings #avatar 2009 #avatar the way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar x reader #tsu'tey x reader #tsu’tey te rongloa ateyitan x reader #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #tsu’tey fluff #tsu’tey x reader #tsu’tey smut #tsu’tey fanfiction #tsu’tey imagine #tsu’tey headcannons #avatar smut #na’vi x reader #na’vi smut #avatar imagine

[fandom-geek17]

Destined For More

Neteyam x Omatikaya!Reader

Synopsis: Being a close family friend of the Sully's, and Kiri's best friend, it was hard to be around Neteyam and not fall in love with him. Supressing those feelings were even harder, especially when his parents start pressuring him about finding a mate...

Rating: E MINORS DNI🔞🔞

Tags: Friends to lovers! Eventual smut! Semi public smut! P in V smut, Reader has a name, no use of Y/N

Vocabulary: Nantang (Viperwolf), Marui (Pods/tents), Skxawng (Moron), Tanhì (Bioluminescent freckles/stars)

Ages: Neteyam (21), reader (20), Kiri (20), Lo'ak (19), Tuk (13)

Can also be read on AO3

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

“There child” Mo’at told you gently, standing over your shoulder as you crushed the herbs in the mortar. “Perfect.” You smiled to yourself. You were a decent healer, but hearing it from her directly meant everything. Kiri had always been the best healer, always would be, but you enjoyed the profession. Feeling like you could contribute with something else other than making clothes.

Alongside you and Kiri, there were two other healers in training, and everyone was currently busy helping a hunting party that had been attacked by a group of Nantang. None had been seriously injured, but there were a lot of bites and scratches to clean and bandage. They were lucky, it could have been worse. But since there were suddenly so many patients, the supply of medicines ran low. As Kiri and the other two worked on the patients, you were happy to sit in the corner, making more healing paste as fast as you could. The patients were an important part of being a healer, but the thing that had always interested you most was the science behind it. Discovering how new plants could optimize healing, which ones soothed pain, which ones killed bacteria. You had recently discovered that alternating the weaving pattern of the bandages caused more air to flow through without exposing the wounds to the elements. That way, it lessened the chance of infection.

“Emmy, can you pass me those?” Kiri asked, pointing to a pile of leaves next to you. She smiled in thanks as you gave them to her. Your real name was Emreyìte, meaning surviving daughter. It was a bit on the nose, but you liked it. You mother had labored for over two days to bring you into the world, and you nearly didn’t make it. The name was supposed to convey the strength you had already displayed coming into this world.

When you finished crushing the herbs, you put them in the water stewing above the fire. Stirring slowly, and evenly, the water slowly changed color. But it needed to steep for a little while longer. This particular mixture of herbs soothed pain very efficiently when boiled into a tea. But the taste wasn’t particularly pleasant, so you always added some sweetness in the hopes of counteracting the bitter taste. All the hunters were given a cup of the liquid to drink. They all grimaced badly, making you smile a little. It was terrible, but you were still experimenting with the recipe.

You all worked in quiet unison until all the hunters had been treated. It was well past the start of the communal dinner by then, evening setting in slowly. The other two healers went to get something to eat whilst Kiri helped Mo’at to her marui. You stayed behind to clean up. And also take inventory of how much of the supplies had been used. Hunger rumbled in your belly, but it would have to wait.

“Knock, knock” a voice murmured. A voice you knew all too well. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as your breath hitched.

You turned around and indeed. “Neteyam” you breathed. “What are you doing here?”

He shrugged, watching you with a small smile from under his eyelashes. “I saw all the other healers join the dinner, but not you. I figured you’d be here, too wrapped up in your research to eat again.” He held out a steaming bowl in front of you. “So I brought you this.”

The smell of Yerik stew filled your nostrils, making your stomach rumble again. Neteyam smirked, proving his point. “Thank you” you said, accepting his gift. But it was only when he stepped inside the hut properly that you noticed the wound on his shoulder, making you gasp slightly. “Neteyam, what happened to your shoulder?”

“Nothing! It’s fine, don’t worry about it” he assured you, but not very convincingly.

“That needs to be cleaned” you stated, setting the bowl aside. “What happened?” You looked at his expectantly until he finally caved, quirking his brow in your direction.

“I caught a tree branch during fighting practice” he admitted with a nonchalant tone. “It’s fine.”

“Did you clean it, at least?” you asked, observing the wound. You already knew the answer.

“Yes” Neteyam said.

“Well, not well enough. Sit! Does it hurt?”

“No.”

You quirked at eyebrow at him, your tail swishing impatiently.

“A bit.” Neteyam’s ears flicked as his eyes flitted between you and the bowl of Yerik stew. “Can you at least eat first? Waiting a couple of more minutes won’t kill me.” He smiled at you playfully. He was normally very reserved, the smiling Neteyam was usually saved for his family.

But you only huffed, filling a cup with the last of the tea from earlier. “Here, drink this while I eat.” As you sat down with your bowl of stew, Neteyam took a small gulp of the liquid in his cup. His brows furrowed but other than that, he did an okay job of hiding his disgust. But having known him since you were kids, you could tell when he hid the truth. “You can grimace, you know” you giggled over the bowl. “It won’t hurt my feelings. I know it’s disgusting.”

Neteyam hummed, only making a small grimace after his next sip. “It’s not the best” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “But it’s effective. And a lot better than the last time. You’re getting very good at this, experimenting with medicine.” You couldn’t help but blush at his praise.

But you had also just stuffed your mouth full of food, so the only answer he got was that damned blush you wished would go away. As soon as you finished the bowl, you go to work on his shoulder.

Your hand trembled slightly as it made contact with Neteyam’s warm skin, holding him steady while the other hand cleaned his wound with a cloth. Your hand rose and fell with each of his breaths, and you leaned in to see properly in the firelight. Eywa, he smelled so good. Always had. It was intoxicating, and also the reason why you never got too close to him.

Your family and the Sully family had been friends since forever, you and your brother grew up together with the Sully’s, but as your brother made lots of other friends, your only real friend was Kiri. Of course, Kiri came with Lo’ak, Spider and Tuk and they were great, like additional siblings. But they weren’t Neteyam. With his broad shoulders, gentle voice, infectious smile, kind heart and protective older brother demeanor, it was impossible to not gain a crush on him. That crush had lasted on and on since you were fourteen. At seventeen, even you had to admit to yourself that you had fallen in love with him. And how could you not? He was everything, had everything. He was the handsome son of the Olo'eyktan that all the women gazed after, giggled around and tried to flirt with. He was the dream you could never have. It had been clear over the years that he only saw you as a friend, as Kiri’s best friend. So you had become very good at dreaming in silence and later suppressing your feelings for the man sitting before you.

Dreams of exploring with him, laughing with him, him confessing his undying love for you and making you his mate. And also not so innocent dreams, dreams of being with him. Of him kissing you, running his hands all over your body, his mouth following suit, him pushing his cock deep into your pussy, joining his kuru with yours, finally creating that everlasting bond…

A hiss from the man in question broke you out of your train of thought. “Sorry” you whispered, your mouth and throat suddenly very dry.

“It’s okay” Neteyam whispered back. You could have sworn that his voice was deeper, throatier, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. “It just stings a little.”

You nodded quietly and swallowed, desperately trying to regain some moisture in your mouth so you could get your voice back. Standing up, you took a deep breath that you hoped was subtle and went to get the Yalna bark mixture. This was exactly why you tried to avoid being too close to him. Every time those big golden orbs watched you intently or his smell surrounded you, thought and memories of your illicit fantasies caught up with you and you had to remember that Neteyam was destined for so much more than a healer who was more interested in playing with plants than helping her patients.

He was watching you right now, you could tell. His gaze burned at the back of your neck, but when you turned back around, he thankfully looked away. You had to say something, quickly. The longer you stayed quiet, more memories of last night flooded your brain. Those fantasies of him wrapping your legs around his neck before he-

“Why didn’t you come here before?” you blurt out, desperately avoiding eye contact, trying to calm the erratic beating of your heart.

Neteyam shrugged with his good shoulder, his eyes following the movement of you fingers as you dipped them in the mixture. “There were so many wounded hunters, thought you should prioritize them.”

You huffed at his stubbornness. “Skxawng” you muttered, trying to not take in how defined the muscles around his shoulder area were. “I al- we always have time for you” you corrected quickly. Please Eywa, don’t let him catch that slip up!

You dared a quick glance at his eyes, but you couldn’t read the expression there. He opened his mouth and closed it several times before speaking. “I’ll remember that” he breathed.

Quickly, you looked back down at his wound and shuffled closer to be able to apply the ointment. Too late you noticed that this position practically placed you between his legs. His knees rubbed against your waist as you leaned forward. Again, you placed one hand on his chest for support before rubbing your coated fingers over his wound.

A small groan left his lips. A groan that caused you to close your eyes and legs tighter together. Thank Eywa that your braids covered your face as you worked, if he saw the deep violet of your cheeks or your eyes that were more black than yellow, he’d probably bolt out and you’d have to dig yourself into a hole of embarrassment and stay there forever. There was nothing sexual about that groan! He was in pain, you reminded yourself. Still, all you could feel was the beating of your heart and the lightning bolts of pleasure going from your stomach to your core.

This was exactly why you needed to keep a safe distance from him! When there were other people around or you kept yourself at a respectable distance, it was easier to remember that all you would ever be was his friend. It made it easier to suppress everything.

As soon as you could, you bolted from your position as if you had just been burnt. Clearing your throat, you look away, letting your braids hide your face again. “Okay, you’re all set” you murmured under the guise of putting everything back at its rightful place.

You could hear Neteyam standing up behind you, shuffling about a little. “Thank you, Emreyìtre. I appreciate it.” It was so rare for someone to call you by your full name. It caused a flutter of your heart that made you feel both happy and sad at the same time. “Are you staying here long?”

Why did he want to know? Did it matter what you did? “Probably not” you answered slowly, finally turning around to face him. “We used up a lot of Mo’at’s supply today. I was going to forage some more for her so we can all start fresh tomorrow.”

“Now?” he questioned, gesturing to the setting sun outside of the tent. “It will be dark soon.”

You crossed your arms, tail swishing slightly. “So? I’m not afraid of the dark.”

Neteyam’s ears flicked upwards along with his tail. “I know” he smiled. “But I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

You sighed… You wanted to say something derogatory to distract him from the real reason you didn’t want him accompanying you. It’s not like you could tell him you wanted the alone time to cool off and maybe shoot a couple of arrows in between gathering. But when you looked into those hopeful, determined eyes of his, you couldn’t lie. Damn him! “Fine. As long as you remember that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself then you can make yourself useful and help me carry everything.”

You thrusted a satchel bag into his hands. Neteyam snorted and slung it over his shoulder before accepting the large pile of smaller containers that you had woven for this very purpose. You gathered the same equipment for yourself before also armoring yourself with your daggers and bow and arrow.

As you walked, you tried to stay a couple of paces ahead of him, both to show him the way but also to give yourself some space to think. As eclipse slowly set in, his tanhì would illuminate more and more, creating that perfect canvas of speckled light. He had always been so beautiful in the dark, his features somehow more prominent than during the day. Over the years, you had spent many evenings around a campfire with him and his family. Carefully watching him out of the corner of your eye, you had decided that nighttime was his best look.

But you couldn’t think of that right now! If this was going to work, having him accompany you, then it couldn’t be awkward. You had to treat him the same way as you would anyone else helping you. And that meant no ogling! Hence why you were walking ahead of him.

Neteyam walked diligently behind you, not saying much, just following in your footsteps. Eventually you stopped in front of a clearing.

“Here” you pointed towards a patch of green. “See those plants with the rounded leaves?” He nodded, stepping closer to you to observe the plants. “Dig up the roots, clean them and put them in one container. As many as you can fit.”

“What do they do?” he asked curiously as he sunk down to his knees.

“They calm anxiousness” you answered immediately. “They can also help people sleep if prepared properly.”

As Neteyam worked on the roots, you used your knife to gather the same herbs you had boiled earlier today. Neteyam proved to excel at this, like everything else. He quickly filled the woven bag with roots and immediately asked for a new task. You set him to work as much as you could, both to get the work done faster and because you secretly wanted to see that pleased smile whenever he showed you his collection of plants. He was like one of those yellow canines Jake had showed you on a computer once. The ones that existed on earth. He had that same eagerness to please and do well.

It warmed your heart that he genuinely wanted to help. Yet you also had to remind yourself that this eagerness was not singled out for you. He probably wanted to help everyone with the same fervor. He was the next Olo’eyktan, after all. If the people were supposed to follow him, then he had to show he would be there for them with the same loyalty.

But as the evening went on, Neteyam followed you more and more, asking you to tell him about each and every plant you collected. And it was nice to have something to talk about. Something that you could sink into without feeling self-conscious. So, you happily shared your knowledge.

“See this one?” you sat down in front of a plant with thick, pointy stems and sharp edges. “Kiri and I discovered the use of it a while ago. It soothes burns, produces a cooling sensation.” You broke off a piece of the stem and cut it in half. A clear, gel-like liquid oozed out. You collected some on your fingers and you could swear you heard your foraging partner swallow. But before you had time to process whether he did, you reached for his arm to stroke some on it. “Feel that?” you smiled up at him.

“Yeah” he murmured before looking up at you. “That’s incredible.”

“I’m experimenting with it, to see if I can make turn it into an ointment somehow.”

Neteyam looked at you with hooded eyes. “If anyone can, it’s you.”

A blush spread across your cheeks. He had given you so many compliments tonight, it was hard to believe that this wasn’t one of your daydreams. Even harder when you observed the way his tanhì glowed in the moonlight, the way his braids fell to perfectly frame his face, his gentle smile, his golden eyes looking up at you from under his eyelashes again. The urge to be closer to him was overwhelming. Every fibre of your being longed for him, to feel his lips against yours. But you had to stay strong. He was forbidden territory. Kiri’s brother, the future clan leader, and most importantly; he wasn’t interested. And making any kind of move would ruin whatever it was that you two had.

So you cleared your throat and stood up. “After we get some of these, we should be set to head back” you said quietly, turning away from him.

The two of you quickly gathered the last plant and began walking back. But before you had gotten far you stumbled upon some of your favorite materials for making clothing. A small squeal of happiness left your lips as you bent down to scoop up some of the pebbles.

“Do these have a medical purpose?” Neteyam asked you curiously and picked some up himself.

“No” you admitted bashfully, placing the small white pebbles in your bag. “I use them to make beads and other decorations for my chest coverings.”

“Oh…” Neteyam’s eyes flitted downwards for a moment before he bent down to scoop some more pebbles into his hand to examine them further. “Is it hard to make beads out of them?”

“No” you shrugged. “Just time consuming.” Neteyam nodded slowly.

The two of you walked the rest of the way in silence. It had been such a nice evening and you desperately tried to remember that it was simply an outing between friends. You couldn’t get your hopes up over this one thing. He just came along to make sure you didn’t get lost out there…

“Hey” Neteyam stopped you with a hand on your elbow when the village appeared ahead. “Thank you for letting me come with you. I really needed to clear my head for a bit.”

Your ears perked in interest. “Oh?” His mood seemed to have dampened somewhat, judging by the way his eyes suddenly had darkened and his tail swished slightly when he looked at his family’s marui. “Can I ask why?” you probed gently. “Or is it too personal?” Whatever it was, a part of you really wanted, needed, to know.

Neteyam rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “Mom and dad have been trying to have a conversation with me for a couple of days. A conversation I don’t really want to have.” He looked at his home, his cheeks a bit more violet than usual. You nodded gently for him to continue. He cleared his throat and refused to meet your gaze. “They want me to start looking for a mate.”

And just like that, you could feel cracks appearing in your heart. “Oh…” you whispered, now avoiding his gaze, as well. You had always known this day would come, but mentally preparing and being slapped in the face with it were two entirely different things.

“And it’s not that I don’t want a mate” he added hurriedly. “I do. I just don’t want to be rushed into any big decisions. Whoever I mate with will have to burden a lot of responsibility and I don’t want to force that on anyone. I know what’s like to have so much responsibility thrust upon you that you didn’t ask for.”

You nodded slowly, blinking furiously. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, but they had to stay away! You would not cry over the news that a friend was supposed to celebrate. Be supportive! “I’m sure whoever it will be will make a great tsahìk one day” you murmured, clutching your bag closer to your chest. “Since we’re here, I can take the bags to the healing hut.”

“I can help you with that!” Neteyam offered immediately, making you want to cry even more. But not now, not yet!

“No, no I’ll be fine” you lied, your voice a lot shakier than you would have liked. “Go home, Neteyam. I’m sure your parents are wondering where you are.” He reluctantly handed you the bag he was carrying. You gave him a forced smile. “Goodbye.”

You started to walk away before he could answer, desperate to get away. He called after you. “Goodbye Emmy!”

The tears finally spilled over. It felt like a ‘goodbye’ in more ways than one…

Let me know what you think!!!

#avatar #avatar the way of water #atwow #neteyam #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam x reader #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam fanfiction #neteyam lives #canon divergence #neteyam x you #ao3 fanfic #swedishlittleowl #avatar x reader #neteyam sully x na’vi!reader #na’vi smut #neteyam x Reader smut

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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬

been thinking about writin him but jus never got to it

“Shhh i know you can take it” His cock bully’s the rest of the way in your tight cunt your whimpers and moans echo in the forest as soon as he bottoms out he’s thrusting hard he grabs your queue hard causing you to cry out connecting it to his your eyes roll back to the wave of pleasure that’s drowning you he pushes you flat to the ground where your face plants against the grass and he lifts your hips to meet his powerful thrust “Good girl take this cock” you moan so loud it almost covers up that disgusting pornographic noise your pussy makes your eyes roll back as you squeeze Jake’s cock so hard in your walls his hips stop “Stop squeezing me so hard baby I can’t move” You let go he pulls back slamming right back into you you feel his cock throbbing in your sweet cunt “Fuckkkk jake I’m close m’ gonna cum” your mouth shaped an O as you came so close to your release... so close “You better not come or I’ll hand you over to the little boys of the clan to handle you” the threat had you on the verge of cumming the boys that were lined up as your chosen but Jake got in your perfect cunt first his balls slap your clit with each thrust “Ohhh fuck I’m close baby come fuck come on my cock” Those words pushed you off the cliff cumming with the most earth-shattering orgasm his cum shoots into all the cracks and creases of your cunt leaving you stuffed and full of all his babies.

#jake sully #jake sully smut #avatar #na’vi smut #pandora #jake x reader #short story #alien smut

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𓆉 FIC RECS 𓆉

as a big avatar fan since the 2009 film i’m so excited to see more fics and art being created based on the series, there’s been an overwhelming amount written lately so i decided to put some of the fics i’ve read and enjoyed all in one master list!

mostly nsfw :,) mdni!

fics are colour coded to make it easier to find what you want ♡ - fluff, angst, nsfw, platonic

will be updating as time goes on and i read more!

Jake Sully ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

just a scratch f

My little girl p

Just around the river bend p

his family p f

Home is wherever i’m with you a

Falling… for you. f nsfw

Mary Jane (All Night Long) nsfw

Then let’s get it done nsfw

My mate nsfw

Afterglow ft Neytiri nsfw

Series

folklore - not complete

wasteland - not complete

Neytiri ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

i love you, daughter p a

“Nga yawne lu oer” f

Sweet little secrets f

Beads f

Show me nsfw

Pretty Girl nsfw

Between ft. Ronal nsfw

On your body ft. Ronal nsfw

Afterglow ft Jake nsfw

Tsu’tey ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

In sickness and in health f

Together Forever f

Unwanted f

Open Arms f

A heartfelt wish f

I am yours nsfw

NEED. nsfw

Series

the calm before the storm

fire of souls part 1 - enemies to lovers

tìtunu part 1 part 2 part 3 nsfw

Tonowari ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

Pxelo ft. Ronal nsfw

Ronal ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

Pxelo ft. Tonowari nsfw

Between ft. Neytiri nsfw

On your body ft Neytiri nsfw

OC in Avatar ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

If you feel lonely i could be lonely with you Sully reader x Na’vi OC f

try harder Reader x Na’vi OC nsfw

#neytiri x reader #sully family x reader #tsu'tey x reader #tsu'tey imagine #jake sully x reader #tonowari x reader #ronal x reader #neytiri x daughter!oc #fic rec #masterlist #avatar twow #avatar imagine #avatar fanfiction #jake sully #avatar fic #na’vi smut #na’vi x reader #tsu’tey smut #avatar smut

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Discipline

Series masterlist Part three Summary: Jake is sent to teach you discipline within the rules of the Omaticaya, from which you are constantly rebelling. Except...he finds unorthodox methods that get you to behave. Warnings: SMUT!!! (because what else am I gonna write??) DEGRADATION. Squirting. Dacryphilia (in case you don't know, it's arousal from—in this series—tears). A little bit of praise. Jake using your body. Again, DEGRADATION because he fr treats you like a whore. Fear play, maybe? Creampie ;) Dub-con. And, uh, SLIGHT SPOILER: light aftercare :) Did I already mention Jake treats you like a fucking toy? Cuz he does. Sorry for any errors! This wasn't proofread, only pure inspiration from watching Avatar 1 for the millionth time and Raye's song Escapism.

It's late at night and you're surrounded by the wilderness, your eyes focused on a creature as it wanders through the foliage not far from where you stand. Your bow is at the ready, your eyes making an effort to see in the dark even though the bioluminescent plants all around you aid with the lighting.

"Focus on it," Jake whispers in your ear. This is his new technique to teach you: training in the dark, under the cover of night, when you hunt and are being hunted.

"It's good practice," Jake had told you, but he had every intention of using his nights as an excuse to fuck you both during the day and after eclipse.

"Watch it carefully," Jake said, eyes trailing over your delicate fingers as you grasped onto your bow, on your flattened ears, on your swishing tail. "Shoot when you're sure you won't miss," he instructs.

Moments later, he hears your arrow whistling through the air, and he hears the animal as it cries out, the sound drowned as the arrow finishes piercing its heart and kills it, right on the spot.

"There we go," Jake hums, content. "Your aim's getting better," he comments, but he knows it's only because he's not touching you while you attempt to focus.

"Should we take it back to the Hometree?" you ask, nodding at the creature.

Jake smirks, raising an eyebrow. "What d'you propose we do instead?" he asks, even though he already knows.

You smile coyly before lowering yourself to your knees, your big eyes staring into his as you lift your hands to his loincloth.

You are not surprised when you remove the item to find that Jake's cock is hard and wet with precum; he's always hard when he's around you, even if he hasn't done anything but watch you.

Your fingers trace the underside of his cock, drawing over the veins and stripes on the sensitive skin, your mouth watering at the feel of him, thick and heavy in your hand.

Jake groans lowly, grabbing your hair in his hand, tugging at it softly. "Atta girl," he praises. "I love how much of a slut you are, girl. Love how desperate you are to have my cock in any of your holes."

You can feel your arousal gathering within you, dripping down your thighs as you lick over the head of his cock, tracing the tip, drawing little circles on it before slowly taking him deep.

Jake watches you from above, his eyes mesmerized by the way your plump lips stretch around his thick cock, how your eyes water the deeper he goes, how you try to fight your gag reflex as he touches the back of your throat. He loves it when you cry, loves it when you're scared, loves it when you're so overcome with pleasure, that you can't do anything but beg him to stop.

Jake has the incessant urge to fuck your mouth, to bruise the back of your throat, to see you sob as he uses your lips, but he decides not to. He decides he'll let you give him head however you want, and if you do a good job, he'll reward you.

"You gonna let me come in your mouth, girl?" he asks, even though he's aware that it's what you want. "You gonna let me fill up your mouth and then your greedy cunt?"

You hum and nod softly, swirling your tongue around his girth. You suck in your cheeks, feeling the way he twitches as you do.

"Fuck," Jake groans, watching you, little pricks of pleasure tickling across his skin. "My good slut."

You moan against him, the sound of him calling you his anything makes you wetter.

And Jake can tell.

He raises an eyebrow, half-curious, and asks, "You like that? You like the idea 'f being my slut?"

You whine, giving Jake your wordless yes, and he chuckles. "Yeah, I shoulda known. You don't only like being a slut, but you like being mine, girl. You like that I put you in your place, and you like that I'm fucking mean about it, don't you."

You mewl, bobbing your head on his cock, licking and sucking, your pussy throbbing to have him inside you.

"Yeah, you could be a slut, just a common whore for any guy that comes 'round. But you're mine now," he hisses as you squeeze his balls, your spit coating them. "You're mine, and you won't ever be anyone else's. You belong to me. My slut. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine. Your tits are mine. Your cunt is mine. Mine, you hear me, girl?"

You whine again, gagging on his cock, tears trailing down your cheeks. Jake groans. He wants to make you cry. He wants to fuck you while you sob. He wants to make you beg for his mercy, and then deprive you of it.

"You're fuckin' disgusting," he tells you through clenched teeth. "My cumslut."

You slide one of your hands under your loincloth, hastily pushing it aside before rubbing on your desperate clit. Jake watches you, studying the way you touch herself; that, combined with the way you look up at him as you suck his cock, makes his orgasm rush to the surface.

"Fuuuuuck, 'm gonna fill you up," he groans. "Gonna mark you as mine. My personal fucktoy. My slut." He inhales sharply as he reaches the edge. "You fuckin' whore."

His cock twitches, his load spilling into your mouth, coating your tongue and your throat and the inside of your cheeks. Jake's fingers are tangled in your hair, tugging you closer as he pushes himself deeper down your throat, groaning and gasping, his eyes rolling back, his teeth sinking into his lower lip.

"Fuck, I love those lips, baby," he hisses as he pulls out of you. He grabs himself by the base, slapping his cock against your lips and your cheeks. "Open up, I wanna see my cum in you."

You open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out and showing him his load. Jake grins. "Yeah, s'good, isn't it? Swallow, baby."

Obediently, you swallow his come, your cunt still pulsating, your body alight with desire.

"Yeah, y'did good, girl," he admits. "Did real good. And for that, you get a reward. C'mere."

He kneels on the ground in front of you and pulls you to him, pulling you onto his lap. He rests your legs on either side of one of his huge thighs as he kisses you, his tongue trailing over your lips, his canines biting into your plush lower lip.

Jake's large, rough hands hold onto your hips, and he begins rocking you back and forth, against the muscle of his thigh, allowing your slick to coat over his skin as your clit rubs against his thigh.

You wrap your arms around his neck, throwing your head back, exposing your throat to his mouth. He licks a stripe over your pulse, dragging his teeth across your skin before biting down, making you gasp. He sucks on the spot harshly, knowing it'll give you a hickey, hoping everyone will see it in the morning.

"Fuck yourself, yeah?" he says, guiding your hips. "If you do it well, I'll give my cock. If you don't, I'll have to spank you again, brat."

"Mhmm," you hum, nodding as you rub yourself against his thigh. "I'll be good," you promise, your nails digging into his shoulders. "I'll be good, sir."

He chuckles lowly, feeling your arousal drip against his skin, his cock beginning to harden again. "You'll do anything for my cock, won't ya, whore?"

You nod mindlessly, moaning softly.

He slaps your thigh sharply, sending a shiver of pain through you, making you gasp. "Use words, girl," he orders. "Y'know I like to hear you."

Your pussy clenches around nothing. "Yes, sir. I'll do anything for your cock."

"Much better," he says, his hands caressing up your waist, sliding under your beaded top, playing with your nipples. He watches your face as he leans down to your chest, licking your breasts, nibbling on them harshly, squeezing them harder than necessary.

You gasp, the sensations growing taut in your lower stomach, making you jerk as the pressure increases. You whine, body trembling slightly as the pleasure grows.

"Already?" Jake questions, chuckling. "We're barely starting, girl, and you're already gonna come on me?"

You shake your head. ""m-'m tryin' not to," you mumble, hips not ceasing their movements.

"Don't come yet," Jake orders.

You mewl, "I wanna—fuck!"

"I know you wanna," Jake tells you mockingly, his teeth biting across your jaw. "But you're not goin' to, y'hear me? Otherwise I can't fuck you. And I want to stick it in you, girl. You hear? If you misbehave and I can't fuck you, I'll find someone else to help me."

It's not true, of course. Jake knows it's not true; he won't go out and look for someone else because, although he could, he doesn't want to. He likes fucking you, likes the challenge, likes knowing that he's the only one who can get you to bend to his will.

But the threat has you biting your lower lip, fighting your orgasm, keeping the pleasure at bay. Jake smirks at himself. You're such a slut for him, and that's what gets him. He loves how you know that if it's not him, it won't be anyone else.

"When—ah—when can I come, sir?" you ask, voice wavering as your moans interrupt you.

"When I say so," he answers, chuckling darkly when you whine in complaint.

One of Jake's hands slithers down to your clit, adding pressure against it, rubbing circles on it, making you whine and gasp, your nails dragging against his shoulders.

"Think you can squirt for me, girl?" he questions.

You moan softly. "I-I need it inside me."

Jake slides his middle and ring fingers into you without warning, making you groan, and he allows his thumb to fall against your clit. "New deal, kid. If you squirt f'r me, I'll fuck ya, yeah?"

You nod. "Yes, sir. Yes."

Jake curls his fingers up against that spongey spot inside of you that has you jerking, ensuring to be patient as he touches you, starting out slow and gradually speeding up.

"Jake," you beg, voice high-pitched and uneven. "Jake, I-I can't 'nymore. 's too much. Please."

He tsks. "You want my cock, don't ya?"

"Mhmm."

"Then take it. I don't care if it's too much," he tells you. "You're a whore and a brat, only for me to use. Y'understand that? I decide when you've had too much."

And he is true to his word. He makes you come once, twice, three times on his fingers, and he keeps going, seeing how far you can go.

"Jake, please!" you whine, tears falling from your face and staining your cheeks. "Too much!"

"You gotta squirt, girl," he retaliates, licking your neck. "I won't stop until you squirt."

You don't know if you can do it. You're seeing stars, your ears are ringing, your body is shaking, and you're on the verge of passing out.

But then you feel it, another orgasm, rushing toward you, ready to wreck over your body. And even as it builds, you can tell this one's different; stronger, faster, more intense.

Jake can tell you're close. He can feel the way you clench around him, and he can see the way your eyes flutter shut.

"C'mon, girl," he urges. "Squirt for me."

Your orgasm approaches, pushes you to the edge, and suddenly you're falling again, rattled by another one, your body growing limp. And then it happens. A bout of your juices gushes, soaking over Jake's arm and torso and thigh, and it drips down your legs.

"Goddamn," Jake groans, feeling your slick coating his skin, his cock quivering in excitement. "That's what I'm talkin' about."

He pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean before lowering your weak frame to the ground.

"Are y'gonna fuck me?" you ask, breathless.

Grinning, he flips you over until you're on all fours and he's kneeling behind you. "I told you you'd get cock if you were good, didn't I, girl?" he says. "I'm a man of my word, baby. You don't gotta worry 'bout that."

Jake pushes your thighs apart and forces your back to arch so that he can see your puffy cunt, soaked and desperate for him. He uses his fingers to spread your folds and watches how wet you are, how you clench around nothing.

You're wet enough that Jake's cock, for all its length and girth, slides in with ease, the tip finding your cervix without meeting much resistance. "So fuckin' tight, g'damn."

He doesn't give you time to adjust; he's ruthless in the way his hips smack into yours, how the thrusts into you, truly using your body and not caring about much else.

Your nails dig into the ground, filling with soil, as Jake pounds you. His cock bruises your insides, his groans filling your ears as you hiss, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. He's so rough, so fucking amazing at this...He knows just how to make you think of nothing, how to fuck you dumb. You love it.

You whine, your back arching like a cat's, thighs trembling. Jake's balls slap against your sensitive folds with each thrust, his hands clutching onto your hips as he uses your cunt.

"Fuck, I could get used t' this, girl," he grunts, pushing you down, forcing your face against the ground. "Used to this pussy 'round my cock, used to you cryin' f'r me."

"Please," you whimper, trying to bounce your hips against Jake's, attempting to match his rhythm. "Please, sir—come in me."

Jake chuckles through a low moan. "Y'want me to fill ya up?"

"Mhm! Yes!" you gasp in response.

"Wanna go back to bed full 'f my come? Huh, slut?"

"Mmm! Yes, sir! Please!" you beg.

Jake keeps fucking you, ensuring to be rough with each thrust, making sure he fills you to the brim each time, makes sure he stretches your cunt to the shape of his fat cock. You wanted him to fill you? He'd fill you, alright. He'd come in you as many times as he pleased, making sure that his cum would drip out of you as you walked back to the Hometree. He would make sure to leave you unable to walk, make sure to be as harsh with you as he could. And he was determined to make you come until you were a blubbering, sobbing mess because, fuck, he loves the way you look and sound when you cry.

As your body trembles and your pussy clenches, Jake realizes you're on the verge of another orgasm, so he keeps his thrusts steady and deep, dragging your pleasure out.

"Y'gonna come for me again," he orders. "You're gonna come f'r me until I decide you've done well enough for me to fill your pussy with my cum, y'hear me?"

You nod, desperate, as your orgasm grows within you. "Y-yes, sir. Ah, yes, please."

Jake finds that he likes how pathetic you are. He likes how willing you are to give up everything else just for his cock, for him to be mean to you, for him to use you like the whore you are. And it makes him ravenous.

"Slut," he groans, slipping one hand under your body to find and play with your clit.

When you feel his calloused fingers on your clit, you moan, the pleasure coiling tightly low in your stomach, feeling like ropes knotting around each other, threatening to tear you in half.

"There!" you gasp, your entire body quivering. "Right there! Fuck! Fuck me! Jake–sir, please!"

You're so tight around him, so good for him, so perfect for him to fuck. How is he not going to take his anger out on you? All that hatred he had towards your effortless belonging in the clan, all of the ire that it caused him, he can fuck out of himself; out of his system and right into your puffy cunt.

Jake feels the way you come around him, feels your arousal drip out of you and down his balls, to the ground. "That's it, girl," he hums. "All over my cock."

You shudder, your body falling limp even though Jake keeps thrusting, his hips crashing into you.

"N-no," you gasp, trying to move away from him even though you can barely keep yourself up. "Too much! 's too—Sir, please, no!"

"Shut up," Jake growls. "Take it. You wanted this, now take it."

You mewl but stop complaining, allowing the pleasure to overcome you and wreck you, make your body shake and shudder, your nerves going into a tumultuous mess.

Jake can feel your cunt, hot and swollen, around his cock. He continues to bask in the feeling, enjoying how your muscles suck him in, how you whine and how your back bends. He's cruel, chuckling darkly as he feels your body shaking, as he sees tears start to fall down your cheeks, your face red from too much pleasure and from crying.

It makes him harder, turns him on to see you struggle to handle his cock. It's something to do with how helpless you are in front of him and his will. He can do anything to you, and you, like the whore you are, would let him; and not only can he get away with anything he does to you, you'll beg him for it. You beg for him to disrespect you, to treat you like nothing but an object, and he loves how shameless you are about it; how you get pleasure from it.

Before long, you're tightening around him once more, sobbing through the pleasure, your face against the floor.

"Again?" Jake asks, mocking you, and he hisses when you clench around him. "Mhmm, figures. Such a whore."

"J-Jake, please!" you cry, body weak and pliable, nothing but a rag doll for Jake to toss around after each use.

"Go on," he says. "No one's stopping you from coming, girl."

It's not what you were going to beg for. You were going to beg him to stop even though you don't really want him to. You don't want this to be over; you just want a little break to breathe before continuing the mind-blowing sex.

"Please," you whine, unsure if you want him to go harder or to stop. "Please..."

"Sluts don't get anything unless they ask using full sentences," Jake tells you.

"Jake, please, I—Fuck me harder. Please, Jake!" you manage, your voice wavering as you sob.

"Much better," Jake allows as he increases his strength, his cock pounding your cervix each time, making you cry out, your stomach bulging from his long, girthy cock.

You come again, squirting once more all over Jake and all over yourself, making him groan as his own orgasm crawls closer.

Your body falls against the ground, boneless, your hips against Jake's only because he's holding you up.

You try to push him away, placing a hand on his forearm, a futile attempt at begging him to ease up his pace. He pushes your hand away.

"'m almost done, girl," he grunts. "You can take it. I know y'can."

You shake your head weakly, the pleasure too much, the orgasms too many, your body too sensitive, the pain and ecstasy blurring together and making your field of vision go black around the edges.

You're sobbing, tears and spit staining your face, your delicate skin flushed and shiny with sweat. He loves seeing you this weak for him, this vulnerable, this useless...

"God—fuck!" Jake groans as his cock stiffens and twitches inside of you, his orgasm finally crashing over him, making him shudder and grunt. His thrusts grow sloppy, the sound of his hips smacking against yours stopping as he slows his pace. His come shoots inside of you, coating your inner walls, painting your insides, dripping out of your stuffed cunt and down your thighs.

Jake stays where he is, gasping for breath for a moment, before pulling out of you. He leans back on his haunches and watches his come drip out of you, admires how puffy and sore your cunt is.

"Goddamn," he groans, satisfied and content.

You sit up with effort, still sobbing, and wipe the dirt and tears off your face hastily.

Something within Jake flinches at the sight.

Maybe I was too harsh, he thinks as he approaches you. He grabs you by the wrists, gently, and you flinch.

"Shh, it's okay," he coos, pulling you toward him. He pulls you onto his lap, his eyes studying over your body, finding all the bruises he left on you. "It's okay." He carefully cleans the dirt and tears from your face, ensuring to be as gentle as he can.

Then, he softly kisses your neck in all the red spots that have been left from his bites, and he massages your hips where the shape of his hands were imprinted from his harsh grip on them.

"'m sorry if I was too rough," he murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth. "But you still did so well f'r me, baby. You were so good, y'know? The best I've ever had. You took my cock s' well. You perfect little thing."

You allow yourself to fall into his embrace, allow him to hold and coo you, allow him to caress the pain from all the sore spots he left on your body. And if he keeps you in his arms for longer than necessary, you don't say anything. And if you let him hold you for longer than necessary, he doesn't say anything.

By the time you finally return to the village, the creature you hunted is long since cold. But if anyone notices that instead of noticing how willing you are to behave around the others, they don't mention it.

And if they see the way Jake is now looking at you as you eat with the others, they don't mention that either.

@who-is-ej

#jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #avatar smut #avatar fanfiction #avatar jake sully #avatar 2009 #avatar #female reader #reader insert #na’vi smut

[nqify]

AHHH I’m so happy I found ur quaritch account! I’ve been dying in lack of quaritch fics so tysm for ur service. I was fed. Also headcannon for quaritch w a shy/ naturally submissive reader? I feel like he be surprised to someone NOT being a brat against him. If u wanna, ty and have a great day?

GIRL U ARE ONTO SMTH AND I LOVE IT!! shy!sub s/o headcanons. — miles quaritch ☆

pairings. na’vi!miles quaritch. fem!reader

content warnings. daddy kink. lil spit play. lots of dirty talk.

note. idk if this is good or not anon!!! so if you want me to change anything feel free to ask

this guys deals with so many brats on the daily!! his coworkers, his boss, the mf Lyle. He just hates having to put people in line all the time this guys deals with so many brats on the daily!! his coworkers, his boss, the mf Lyle. He just hates having to put people in line all the time

so when he meets you, it’s like a breathe of fresh air. Your naturally submissive, listening to everything he tells you to do, “hey, y/n, could you grab that for me?” And without complaining or whining you nod your head, “yes, sir.” This dude is pussy whipped already

even without all the devils tango, just doing what he says gets him going. He’s so used to ppl not following his orders, when u come along and start submitting to him, this GUY WILL NOW PREY ON U FR

when y’all start dating, he starts to notice how easily you get shy, especially with his words, “hey pretty, how are you?” your cheeks are burning up. This dude will find smth to make you flustered. he’ll give u little neck and forehead kisses to just to see how red you get from his touch. it’s fr driving him mad.

let’s just say your sitting on his lap in public, your horny asf and this guy will not give u attention. You begin to slowly grind your ass on him, he takes notice. As much as he would love take you right then and there, he wanted to test out if you’d rlly listen to him in a situation like this.

Miles pulls you by your waist, your back now hitting his chest. you could feel his hot breathe against your ear, he nibs at it a little before going in and saying, “uh, uh baby, behave”

And your ass listens. You don’t move or fight him in that matter. This guy is shocked. His ears perk up at ur submissiveness. He most def wanna fuck u more now. He’d try to keep his cool and move to ur ear again, “such a good girl for me, guess who’s going to get a reward when they get home” YOU ARE BITCH!!..

girls!! now we getting juicy!! just imagine miles pounding into you, his cock reaching every spot, making you an absolute mess!! This fucker wanna test out the waters again!! “open ur mouth for me, ma” and ofc, as a good girl U DID!! why is this guy so stunned. This most definitely triggers smth in him, you thought he was going hard before?? yeah girl no. He’s now drilling your shit, he’s reaching in deep. Not surprised if he touching your cervix now

he brings his pointer and middle finger to your bottom lip and slightly drags your mouth open a little. and then, BOOM he spits in your mouth. and ofc, you swallow it. THE FACT that he didn’t have to tell you to do that, his dick is twitching and aching for u girl.

since u submit to him so easily, this guy WILL praise you, and I mean it. You’d be taking his dick in your mouth and this fucker will not stop being so vocal towards you, “f-fuck, good girl, such a good girl” or when it’d be your first times together and ur taking his big dick he’d just praise tf outta you, “look at you mama, making daddy so proud and letting him stretch you out, s-shit” creaming as we speak!!!.

bc ur ass is so shy, he will try anything and I mean anything to get you all flustered in the bed room!! this means with his words, his touch, his movements! ANYTHING .

he’ll have u spread out on the bed, hair all messy and ur lips all puffy and pink. Your hands would be covering your face, hiding your embarrassment as you laid there, fully naked. And ofc, miles would be towering over you, this guy is 9’5 for god sake!! Even though he’s seen you naked so many times, He’d still find it so so cute how flustered you are.

He would grab both your hands and pin them above your head,“no need to be so shy baby, lemme see all of you” his tail is wagging like a dog at this point. He secretly likes how u get so shy, the fact that he gets to ruin it MAKES HIM BOOMBOOM baby making time.

bc this guy is a certified dirty talker, he will and I REPEAT!!!, he will say shit to make you embarrassed.

Y’all are literally in public and this fucker becomes behind you, grinds his bugle into your back and says, “can’t wait to fuck this pretty pussy when we get home” u froze. or when he’s annoying you a lil and you just can’t help whining out, “miles, ur so annoying” he be grinning. “that’s not what u said last night baby” get ready for him to mock tf outta you, “weren’t you all like, ah, ah, pls daddy, feels so good!!??” “want more!! ah! so big fuck” ur so fucking embarrassed now omg.

one last thing, eye contact. this fucker loves it - rlly gets the gears going. So when he’s eating your pretty pussy and looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, U GO CRAZY. you try to not look back at him, constantly dragging your gaze to smth else. But oh no, he will not take that

he pulls away from your pussy and grabs your chin, “look at me baby, cmon I know you love it - don’t you like it when daddy fucks you with his tongue?? you don’t want me to make u cum, huh?” your 100% looking at him now. like girl.

requests are still open!! don’t be shy, gimme ur fantasies rn!!!!

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[thewingedswine]

Chapter 32: All That Matters

The artwork is of course by the wonderful @itscaptainmarty (Instagram/ twitter/ PATREON)

Please go give him a follow, his commissions are closed for now but he is so talented and SO SO pleasant to work with, I will be commissioning him until the day I die tbh, he deserves all the dollars and the praise, so go give him both of those things, shoo, skidaddle, GO.

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[miscfandomgifimagines]

Showering with Lyle (Gym buddy edition) 18+

Someone asked for the shower scenes following my first headcanon for gym buddy Lyle I think it was @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed ? As I said in my first my headcanon, my piece was inspired by @xandy-toady and their works (please go check them out they are awesome). Gif was taken by @deactivated173845 Also I wrote this high so if there’s bad punctuation/ spelling just let me know and I will fix it when I’m sober

Contains mature themes so anyone under 18 DNI

* For as eager as Lyle is to see you naked, when you get to the bathroom he sets you down and lets you undress at your own pace. That doesn’t mean he won’t stare while you do it though

* You were still a bit flustered from being picked up like you weighed nothing (man’s stacked what can I say?). “Can you turn the water on already?” You ask trying to distract him a bit to catch your bearings.

* “Alright, but you gotta tell me if the water temp is okay.” He seems to catch the hint so instead of oogling you he starts to undress himself. He takes a giant hand and turns the knob of the shower to turn it on. Just by the position you know the waters going to be freezing.

* You take off your pants first and spend some time staring at him instead. “You’re going to need to make it warmer than that. I don’t like cold showers.” His tail sways to the side and he adjusts the temperature a bit more, sticking his hand under the water to feel the temp.

* “More” you instruct as you take off your final garments. Lyle shakes his head but turns the water up more. “Greedy are we? No wonder why everyone complains about not having hot water.” He turns his head to see you and his breath catches.

* There you were in front of him with nothing to cover your body from his eyes. It had been a hot minute since he’s seen anyone naked, let alone someone as attractive as you. He knew you were smoking but you hid under baggy clothes most of the time and he was not expecting you to be so fine.

* He turns to face you fully, gesturing his arm towards the shower spray. “Ladies first” he gives you a smirk. It was your turn to gawk at him and you were taken by surprise. To say that he was huge was an understatement, he was *very well-defined*. Without all his clothes in the way, you could see why he flexes in front of the mirror. He was hot as hell.

* From his big biceps all the way to his calves there was so much muscle and all you wanted to do was run your hands over them. Even his dick was huge and you wondered for a minute if you got yourself into trouble by asking him to join you.

* Lyle startled you out of your thoughts, “I don’t know how much longer we’ll have hot water if you keep staring like that.” Your face heats up and you pad your way over to the water, sticking your hand out to check if it was warm enough. Lyle watched you as he leaned casually against the wall.

* He was trying so hard to suppress his lust so he wouldn’t pop a boner and scare you off. He wanted you so bad but could also tell that if he lined you up with his dick it would go past your belly button and then some. He wanted to make sure you had an out if you needed one.

* You step under the water fully and let out a big sigh of relief when the hot water touched your sore back. Lyle sent you a smile as he maneuvered himself under the water too. “Let me know if I’m crowding you alright?” You were at a loss for words with his dick being damn near face level so you just nodded.

* You tilt your head back and let the water run over your scalp as Lyle clears his throat. “I don’t want to rush you, but I want you so bad.” You look up at him and he looks torn and you get your courage back from earlier.

* “Why don’t you come down closer?” You ask, motioning him to kneel down. He does as you ask with no hesitation and he settles in on his knees. He was still taller than you at half his height but it wasn’t a problem for you. In fact, you found it quite hot.

* You grab one of his big hands and guide it toward your body placing it against your waist. You reach for the other one and bring it to your chest, splaying his fingers out to cover as much skin as possible. His hands are calloused but he’s gentle as he runs his hands along your skin. You bring your own hands up to his face and cradle him. His eyes flutter shut and his tail darts around you to wrap around the back of your thighs.

* You reach up to touch his face and remember just how tiny you are compared to him. One hand traces the tiny white dots covering his face and your other hand lands on his pec. His eyes open and he runs his fingers over your nipples, leaning down as he places a kiss on the top of your shoulder. The hand holding your waist goes around you and cups your ass pushing you into him further. Lyle was doing his best to be gentle and went slowly to avoid scaring you off.

* You move closer to him and while he’s distracted you take the chance to give his right nipple a tug with your fingers. Lyle jerks under your hands and you feel a breathy laugh against your neck. “Was that really necessary Short Stack?” You give him a quick peck on the side of his face, “I just wanted to see how you would react is all.” You feign innocence and feel his hand tighten on your ass.

* Lyle nuzzles your shoulder again but this time he opens his mouth and bites down playfully. When you moan and bring your hand up to his cheek he pulls away and whispers smugly “I just wanted to see how you would react.” Before you can sass back he lifts you up and lowers his head slightly to reach your chest. At first, it’s gentle kisses, but then it grows heavy and his hands are everywhere at once. It was honestly a bit over stimulating but you could hardly complain about how good it felt.

* A soft bite around your nipple pulls your attention into focus again as a loud moan leaves your throat. “Damn you make some cute noises.” As an act of retaliation, your hand lifts up and tugs on the tip of his ear which almost causes him to drop you. You think for a second that maybe you hurt him but then you see his mouth lift in the corners with a sly smile. “Is this how you’re going to be for our first? Feisty, I like it.”

* You each trade kisses with each other along with a few pinches and tugs here and there which cause both of you to moan into the other's mouth. At one point after a nice hard tug to his other ear he grinds you down onto his hard cock and you gasp in surprise. “Already? I haven’t even put it in yet” He teases and slides your body against himself again. You send a flustered smack to his forehead and he just laughs and squeezes you tighter in his hands.

* He arranges the both of you so his back is against the wall and straightens his legs out causing you to wind up in the cowgirl position resting above his dick. You don’t know where it comes from but you tell Lyle to give you his Queue and he complies, throwing the braid over the front of his shoulder. You grasp the braid lightly, inching your fingers lower as Lyle pulls your hips down harder into himself.

* You wind up a few inches above the tendrils covered by his braid. You look up and Lyle watches you with hazy eyes, not seeming to care that you were almost touching a major part of his biology. With Lyle still grinding into you, you hold the Queue in one hand and tilt it upward to look at the wiggling mass. You knew the purpose of the tendrils and what would usually happen if connected to another Pandoran species. Out of curiousness, you bring your other hand closer and let the pink limbs wrap around your fingers.

* Lyle’s eyes squeeze shut and his fingers are gripping your sides hard enough to bruise them. His mouth falls open and he lets out something that sounds oddly like a purr. One of his big hands goes up to your face, his thumb resting on your cheek while his other fingers wrap around the back of your head. His eyes open and the way he looks at you sends a shiver down your spine. “Short Stack, whatever you’re doing- keep doing it. Fuck you feel so good.” You gently start rubbing your fingers against the tendrils and Lyle immediately starts purring again with sharp breaths and deep grunts mixed in with it.

* You removed your fingers and position the queue to meet up with your nipple, or at least that’s what you planned to do before someone opens the door. Before you can turn your head to see who it is you just hear a chorus of: “Lyle what is taking- Y/n?!” You knew there were at least three of the other recoms by the mixture of voices you heard. Your hands fly up to cover your chest (even though your back is facing them) and Lyle snaps out of his hazy grinding fast enough to give you whiplash.

* He pulls you tight against his chest, using his large hands to cover most of your naked body, and lets out the loudest hiss you have ever heard. Lyle reaches out to his side and grabs the first bottle he can, chucking it against someone’s face judging by the sound of the impact. “Damn- Okay! Jeez! Sorry!” You hear the door slam shut and feel an immediate sense of relief. Lyle lets you slide away from his chest and makes eye contact with you. “I won’t let any of them bug you about this, they say anything and they’re dead.” You put your hand on his pec, feeling his strong heartbeat under your palm. “Well with the hell of a reaction you had, they might not say anything.” You send a hand up to gently slap his cheek and it breaks him out of his seriousness.

* “You just like hitting me don’t you Short Stack?” He grabs your wrist, tugging it to his mouth where he not so gently bites your forearm. He didn’t bite hard enough to draw blood but there’s definitely a Lyle-sized bite mark staying the night. He grabs his Queue with one hand and holds it up, a smirk on his face. “Now what exactly were you planning to do with this I wonder?“ You act confused “Hmm I can’t seem to remember. What a shame.”

* His confidence falters for a minute and he gets a knot in his stomach. Lyle starts thinking to himself ‘Shit, what if she got weirded out by the hair thing? Damn, I don’t want to-‘ and he’s suddenly shaken out of his thoughts by a warm tingling sensation taking over his whole body. He looks down and sees you holding the Queue to your breast and letting the tentacles wrap themselves around your nipple.

* Yeah, Lyle was *definitely* a tits man. He feels his chest begin to vibrate and realizes that he’s purring again. It was a weird sensation and it made him feel a bit self-conscious, but when he heard your little giggles he didn’t give a damn. He reaches one of his hands down to your pussy and feels around gently for your clit. When you gave a little shiver Lyle realized he found what he was looking for and started rubbing slow circles into it.

* He watches as your mouth falls open and brings his free hand up, resting a large thumb against your lips. You made eye contact as you wrapped your lips around his thumb. Lyle’s tail was swinging wildly back and forth on the ground and he was honestly surprised he could even feel it at all with how much pleasure was shooting through his body. Before this, he never gave a damn about the stupid braid on the back of his head but now? He is sending mental thank yous to every god he can think of. He could feel each individual tendril move around your nipple and it was driving him crazy. The only thing he could remotely compare the sensation to was an orgasm but it was happening all over his spine and he could feel the tingling all the way down to his fingertips.

* Just as he’s about to speak he hears a loud pounding against the door. “Lyle,” He can hear the Colonel on the other side of the door. “I understand you may be busy at the moment but duty calls and I need you out in 5” He lets out a frustrated groan, his ears slanting back. He looks down at you with a frown.

* You were flustered once again, but this time you were also pretty damn horny and you mentally cursed out Quaritch in your head. You gently detach Lyle’s Queue from your skin and let out an exasperated sigh. Lyle follows your actions and gently places you back on your feet. He pushes himself against the wall to stand up while turning off the water. He grabbed each of you a towel and holds yours out to him. “Just so we’re clear, this is so not over.” You put a hand on your hip and say “Yeah no shit, I’m not done with you yet. Let's meet again tonight during lights out.” Lyle nods, “Sounds good to me”

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[angelltheninth]

Ayyyoooooo!

How ya doing!

Obsessed with your avatar writing. Who wouldn’t love hot blue alien men! Especially when they growl/hiss. Idk what’s wrong with me I’ve been obsessing over avatar’s hissing/growling when they fight. It’s just so menacing, threatening and hot at the same time.

Can I request a jake sully with a human fem reader who’s with the sky people ( against her will ) fighting the navi ; he struck her down from the helicopter and pinned her down on the ground with his huge body trapping her completely against the ground while hissing aggressively and interrogating her. ( she completely terrified. I would be )

This will was supposed to be short but... its not anymore.

Pairing: Jake Sully x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, accidental arousal, size difference, biting, teasing, growling, tail shenanigans, boner, grinding

Word count: 0.8k

Ao3

A/N: Hissing/growling is the best thing ever. Shame humans can't do it the same way. Well, most can't.

Being pinned down by Jake Sully, leader of the Na'vi, was no doubt horrifying. You couldn't even get your knife ready before he was on you, actually on top of you. One of his hands was more then enough to pin both of yours above your head, his tail wrapping around your right ankle to keep you from running trying to kick him while the other was pushed to side by his body slotting between your legs.

"Again? You never learn do you?! Does it feel good for you, sending people to their death? For what? Tampering with things you don't understand? Power?" He was inches away from you, growling in your face, fangs snapping in anger, pupils narrow, his body taunt with aggression and pressure. "Are there more? You don't usually come in such small numbers. An ambush maybe?" Jake whipped his head up and sniffed the air, searching, listening, observing. "What is-" He stopped dead mid sentence and slowly cast his eyes back down, giving you a long look over, "Are you... feeling horny right now?"

You could feel heat rushing in two different directions, to your face and down between your legs, one more embarrassing then the other. You couldn't even close your legs with Jake's body being in the way.

"The fuck? You are!" Jake leaned in closer and smelled the air around you, "I can smell it on you."

You clenched your teeth and tried to intimidate him back, "Go to hell traitor."

"Traitor? That's rich coming from someone who's getting her rocks off while being pinned and interrogated by the enemy leader." Jake laughed, to amused by you to be mad, which in turn made you even more mad. "Damn you even have me acting up with how nice you're smelling." You eyes instantly dropped down and saw his loincloth was beginning to tent. "What am I supposed to do with this now?"

"Go fuck yourself Sully." You barked at him but in the back of your mind you secretly wondered how big he actually was. Bigger then any human, that was obvious but... could a human body even take that? Wait, no, no, no! Why think about this now? He's your enemy right now!

"Now there's an idea." He smirked leaned down close to your neck and smirked, his fangs making your pulse spike, "Although I could say the same to you soldier. Been a while since you've gotten any if something like this has you feeling all hot and bothered." With a tug of his tail he pulled you down, his big cock rubbing between your legs. The sets of clothes made little difference, you could feel every inch of him, how big he was, how hard he was, how his cock pulsed against you.

The moan that came from your mouth was downright embarrassing. "Fuck." You moaned into the air, hips unconsciously rocking up against him, "Fuck you." Or, have him fuck you. Both seemed to be equally possible now.

"Nah. Not yet." Not yet? What did he mean by- he bit down at your neck, sharp fangs drawing tiny bits of blood, his hips grinding down against yours, tail coiling up your leg, his hand on your face, keeping it to the side, which meant your leg was free. You could have kicked him in the ribs, instead you hooked it around him, your hips rolling into him, mouth open for more wonton moans, your fists clenching as the arousal kept building. "There." He husked against your neck.

"Huh? W-What?" You saw him eyeing something on your neck, from what just happened you could guess he was looking at, "You motherfucker, did you just give me a hickey?!"

"Not at all. I gave you a bite. Means others will stay away from you if they see you on the battlefield. You might wanna cover it up when you go back to base though. And," He leaned in real close again, "if you're smart, the next time we meet won't be on the battlefield."

He looked down at you again, his words clear. He didn't want you as an enemy, he wanted you as someone he fucks. Literally. "You're such a bastard, you know that Sully?" There was little point in screaming at him after you just grinded your pussy on his cock.

"Maybe I am. See you next time. Be smart." He even had the audacity to bow to you when he let you go and turned to disappear among the trees of Pandora.

Be smart huh? You couldn't really say that sleeping with the enemy was smart. Why was it what you needed then? What you wanted? No, there's no way you would let Jake Sully win at this, the next time you saw him there would be fucking, but you were the one who was gonna be riding that big cock of his until he couldn't keep it up anymore.

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[tarrynightss]

Hate sex with Jake sully?

Yes please ;)))

pairing: Jake Sully x fem!na’vi!reader

cw: smut, rough sex, hair pulling, biting, p in v, really it gets so rough they’re literally fighting, some mentions of blood, bit of a breeding kink, use of the word bitch in a derogatory sense, choking

tag: @nin3kyuu

Teaching Jake Sully the way of the People was aggravating. He’s thick headed, cocky, and it feels as if he listens to you only half of the time. He’ll mumble under his breath when you scold him, saying words that he knows you won’t understand, but the snide tone makes it clear that he’s cursing. If your Tsahík had not decided to tie you to the sky demon, then you would’ve happily let him stumble through the forest by himself. Maybe Eywa would’ve let him die after all after seeing his foolishness. 

Jake’s feet stomp into the mossy forest floor as he runs, his arms swinging beside him. He’s not doing as you taught him. He’s running like a sky person, uncontrolled and unseeing, without a care of what sound he makes or the tracks he leaves behind. 

“Ftang nga!” Stop that! You hiss but he ignores you, his brow creasing as he focuses on going as fast as he can. “Oìss!”

You ponder for a moment if you parents would truly be mad if you let the sky demon run himself to his death, the steep cliff ahead so far unnoticed by him. A snarl leaves you, knowing that you cannot let it happen. You had to follow Eywa’s will even if you didn’t like it. 

“Stop!” you shout again, this time jumping onto Jake. 

It makes him fall and the two of you roll over the ground, grimacing as you feel a rock tear the skin on your arm. It’s not long before you come to a sudden stop. 

Jake has ended up on top of you and once the shock wears off he stares at you in anger. “Why the fuck did you do that?!”

“You don’t see!” you hiss in his face. 

He returns the gesture, his face inching closer to yours. He thinks he can intimidate you? He’s nothing more than a dreamwalker, a being using the flesh of your people. With a sharp thrust of your knee into his stomach you force him off of you, Jake gasping for air as you jump up. 

“Look!” you shout angrily and point towards where the forest floor ends. The sky is filled with mist, making it hard to see the giant drop ahead. 

His face is filled with irritation as he scrambles up, one hand holding his sore stomach. When he walks closer to the edge, he finally sees it. If he would’ve kept running for about two minutes more he would’ve gone flying. 

“Shit.”

You prowl back over to him, hard gaze taking in his barely scratched up form. “Yes, shit.” 

It’s not fair that you are the one bleeding because of his foolishness. You sit down on a nearby tree trunk to inspect your wound, your ears pinned back in anger. It’s shallow, the rock barely having pierced your skin. With a bit of salve from the Tsahík there will be no mark left. 

“I’m sorry, okay,” Jake says, slowly creeping closer. 

The look on his face is apologetic, yet you feel it is not completely sincere. 

“Sorry?” Your big eyes narrow at him. “You run around like a child!” 

His lips press into a thin line as he squats down, rubbing a hand over his hair. It is clear he wants to say something, but is reluctant to do so. You were injured because of him, but still you could be a real bitch. 

“You could’ve just told me,” he says finally, almost under his breath. 

Told him?! He had been training with you for almost two months now. 

You hiss again. “Do you think someone holds our hand while we hunt? You need to learn to-“

“See!” Jake snaps before you can finish your sentence. “Yeah, I know, you say it all of the fucking time.”

You inhale deeply. Never had you met such an infuriating man before. His jaw tenses as he watches you, tail swishing across the ground behind him. And confident, oh so confident. It is as Mo’at said; you cannot teach someone who’s cup is already full. 

“You are impossible,” you say as you throw your hands up. “Will never learn.”

He turns his head away from you with an annoyed sound, choosing to rather stare off into the forest than look at you. 

“Nì'ul kame tskxe,” A rock sees more. You hiss quietly. 

His ears perk up and even more irritation flashes over his face at not knowing what you are saying. “Yeah? Well maybe they should assign me someone else. Someone who isn’t a bitch.”

Bitch. He had used that word before, but you do not know what it means. The last time he had said it was when you had slapped his head when attempting to teach him your language, groaning it between gritted teeth. 

“What is bee-aaich?” you attempt. You know he is insulting you, but you want to know exactly how. 

A smirk pulls at his lips as he glances your way. Oh, he really shouldn’t tell you. It’s clear from your tense body and pinned ears that not much will be needed to further fuel your anger. He should keep it to himself like he had done before, but today he’s feeling particularly petty. 

“It’s what humans call female dogs, a type of animal we have. Sort of like those Viperwolf things,” he explains but you frown. 

“A nantang?” 

He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

You shake your head and lean back on your tree trunk. “I don’t understand. Is it not insult?”

Jake has another chance to wiggle out of it, but will he be wise enough to take it? He looks at you, your head cocked to the side as you await his answer. 

He chuckles to himself. “It’s… hard to explain. Do you know when a creature goes into heat and it’s just yapping, growling and scooting all over the place? It’s acting like a bitch.”

Your cheeks flare up and you shake your head more firmly this time, angry eyes piercing into him. Though you still do not completely understand it, his explanation gave you enough ground to be offended. You would never go into heat over a male like him, nor act like it. 

You jump up from your spot. “Heat? You are no man!”

“No, that’s not what I meant-“ he starts but stops as he sees how you are staring down at him. 

You seem to mean your words, looking at him with a mixture of disgust and anger. 

He stands up, ever so slightly towering over you as he approaches. You don’t budge, standing your ground till his chest is almost pressing against yours.

“No man, huh?” he questions. 

You bare your teeth at him. “No man. Your mind and body are weak. No woman would have you.”

Jake had swallowed a lot of shit from you in the last few months. Pretty much every day you scolded him, slapped him, clearly thinking of him as less than. He could see your hate for him in your eyes, and the fiery feeling started growing within him as well. This was the last match to send that fire roaring, the last kick to his manhood that he could take. 

His nostrils flare as he studies your face. “Is that right?”

The small twitch at the corner of your lip does not go unnoticed by him, a borderline smug look forming on your face. 

“Yes.”

The sky demon closes his eyes for just a second as he exhales deeply. Before you can say another word he has grabbed you by your beaded top, making you gasp out in shock. 

“How about I show you?” 

Your heart pounds in your ears at his words and you attempt to get his hand away from you. It won’t budge, and as he hauls you even closer you can hear some of the threading of your top ripping. 

“You will break it!” you hiss. 

He only grabs it tighter, beads popping out between his fingers and falling to the ground. His gaze travels from your face to your chest, clearly able to see your nipples poke through your top. “Who cares? I don’t get why you even wear it in the first place. Everybody can see your tits anyway.”

You spit in his face and he flinches, his grip on you slightly wavering. It’s enough to allow you to pull yourself loose, your top tearing to pieces in the process. If there’s one thing Jake hadn’t expected you to do, it was spit on him, and he wipes his face off with his hand. The growl he lets out makes your resolve waver, his fury so clear. 

As soon as you decide to run, he’s on you, pulling you back by the braid that encases your queque. You cry out in pain as you scramble to scratch his hands away, but soon he has pulled you back into his body.

“Good kitty,” he mocks as he holds you against his chest, his own heart beating fast and hard. 

One hand holds you by the braid as the other grabs onto your hip, forcing your ass back against his crotch. A mewl leaves your lips as he grinds into you, your body instantly responding despite your protesting mind. It senses Jake’s potential as a mate, the natural instinct to reproduce overruling all. 

“Like I said, a bitch,” he chuckles into your ear. 

The evidence of his growing arousal presses against your ass every time he bucks into you. He may not like you, but fuck did you always look hot in those tiny tops and loincloths the Na’vi wear. It left little up to the imagination, and he had spent many moments alone stroking his cock at the memory of it. 

Confident that you’ll continue grinding on him, he moves his hand from your hip to fondle your breasts. He squeezes the soft flesh harshly in his hands, rolling your hard nipples between his fingers. 

You try to find your own anger again, growling in between the rapid pants that leave your lips. It seems that Jake wants to fuck you like a Na’vi, his hand so tightly wrapped around your braid. The ache between your legs urges you to fulfill his request, but you won’t make it easy on him. He’ll be getting the full experience. 

Suddenly, you force your head down and to the side, biting into his wrist. He curses out in pain as your teeth lock around him, tears rolling down your own cheeks from your queque harshly being pulled at. 

“Fuck! Shit!” he lets go of your braid to force your jaw open. You are locked onto him like a fucking pitbull, his fingers prying at your cheeks. 

When you finally let go he stumbles back, staring at you in disbelief. The faintest hint of blood stains your lips and you carelessly wipe it off, a self satisfied grin forming on your face. You didn’t draw a lot of blood really, just enough to scare him. 

Taking advantage of his shock, you jump onto Jake and tackle him to the ground. He grunts in pain as you straddle him and lick a long stripe from his collarbone up to his chin. He tastes like desire, fury and fear, the mixture so potent that it makes you groan low in your throat. 

He does not know how to react, watching you as your face pulls back from his neck. Your pupils are dilated with desire, your tail stroking almost teasingly past his legs. The fighting had clearly gotten you going. 

It’s only when you move lower down his body, fingers fumbling with his loincloth, that he springs to action.

“Oh no, you are not getting near that,” Jake says and pushes your head further away from his crotch. 

You hiss, baring your teeth at him as you push back against his hand in protest. 

The sight makes him grimace. “Yeah, exactly for that reason. Need a fucking muzzle for you, shit.”

You are displeased by his response. Never had you noticed how good he smelled before today. Maybe it was because of your sudden desire, but you wanted to seek out the source, and he was not allowing you. 

You open your mouth, fully intending to chomp down on his thigh in revenge, but he grabs onto your braid and yanks you back before you get the chance. 

Jake pulls you upwards by your hair, making it so that you are straddling his clothed cock again. You growl your protests but after all that biting he isn’t listening. His hand comes down hard across your cheek, making that side of your face tingle and your mouth close up. 

“Shut up,” he hisses at you, shaking you by your hair. 

A wave of arousal washes over your body at his rough treatment. This is how many of you mated, fighting for dominance till the woman was stuffed full of seed. You had not expected Jake to have it in him, but perhaps you had been wrong.

He sits up slightly to bring his mouth to your breasts, sucking and biting at your hardened nipples. You allow him to do so for a bit, moaning at his touch. A yelp leaves you when he bites down harder on one of your nipples. His amber eyes shoot up to look at you, taking in your pleasured face as his tongue flicks out to lick at the now sore bud. You looked so beautiful like this. 

“Is that all you have, Jake Sooly?” 

But god does he wish you would shut up. 

Jake turns his attention to his next target, this time biting your nipple harder till you start squirming and trying to push him away. Your chest rises and falls rapidly against his face as he laps at your breast afterwards, admiring the slight shades of purple that your nipples have blossomed into. 

Your hand finds his braid and you tug at it, making him groan lowly against your flesh. He feels how sensitive it is now, any pulling quickly turning painful, and so he does it to you some more. You hiss at him like an angry cat as he continues his assault on your nipples, biting and sucking till you cry out in protest. 

Your core throbs as he pulls away from your chest. His eyes are glazed over with lust and a smug smile adorns his face. But once again, he’s getting too cocky, wrongly assuming that you’ll just sit prettily while he basks in the moment. 

“Repxìsu does it better,” you purr meanly, snapping your teeth at Jake’s arm and making him let go in reflex. You roll yourself off of him and turn your back to him, wishing for it to appear as if you got bored. 

Repxìsu? Jake grits his teeth. That lean shit that always hangs around you at the village. Yeah, Jake remembers him. 

In a flash, Jake is on you, pressing down on your back till you are on hands and knees for him. Content with his reaction, you turn your head to look back, but are shocked to find him moving in on your shoulder. He bites down on it harshly, unable to control his own strength yet. You cry out in pain underneath him but don’t move. It feels so good. You can feel your wetness start to drip down your thighs as he holds you down, his large body staying put on top of you. 

His fangs finally leave your skin, thin smears of blood staining it. 

“Does that Repxí cunt do that to you, huh?” Jake questions and you shake your head wildly. 

His hand finds the base of your tail, grabbing onto it harshly as he starts tearing off both of your loincloths. You can hear the fabric ripping, Jake far too impatient to properly take them off. Your tail coils around his arm like a vice, your ass pressing into his now bare crotch eagerly. His thick cock slides past your cunt, sending a shiver down your spine. 

“What happened to ‘no female will want me’?” he asks, a smirk playing at his lips as his fingers seek out your dripping core. 

He prods at your entrance before quickly sliding two fingers into it, groaning at your wetness. 

You glance back at him with sharp eyes. “I do not want you,” you look him over with an unimpressed look. “I just want your cock.”

His smirk drops and he curls his fingers up into your cunt, stroking your insides at a hard pace. Unbelievable. He is convinced that no matter what he does you’ll always disapprove of it. He could be taking a shit and you would still tell him he’s doing it wrong. 

You cooed underneath him, eager to take more of his fingers inside of you as if you had not just insulted him. Why did he even want your approval? You are insufferable, your only redeeming quality being your body. 

“Fuck,” Jake curses angrily as he spreads his fingers, the slick walls of your cunt easily giving way. “Why am I even preparing you? Slut like you don't need it.”

After a few more harsh strokes from his fingers, he pulls them out of you and presses your body further down into the grass. He leans in over you, licking past the shell of your ear as he tugs on your tail. 

“Tell me you want me to breed you.” A confident high fills him at the thought of you saying those words. 

You scoff at him, tongue flicking past your bottom lip as you glance back at him. Your cunt clenches around nothing in a silent yes, but you’d never admit that. “Is that what you need to hear to feel like a man, Sooly?”

He grinds his teeth together as a darker shade flushes over his cheeks in humiliation. With a growl, he wastes no more time and lines himself up with your slick entrance, instantly thrusting his full length into you when it gives way. Your nails dig into the grass beneath you as you cry out at the overwhelming feeling of being filled. Great mother, why was a being this stupid blessed with such an amazing cock? 

Jake’s body presses down on top of yours as he starts thrusting into you wildly, harsh slaps of skin against skin resounding throughout the forest. Never had he imagined that you would feel this good. Your wet cunt sucks him in so deliciously, spurring him on to take you harder. Finally you are no longer insulting him either, slutty moans falling from your lips as you let him fuck you as he pleases.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he purrs and bites down into your shoulder once again, his cock twitching inside you as he marks you. “Good little bitch.”

His fangs biting and scraping against your skin makes your eyes squeeze shut in pleasure. Everyone would see that you had let him take you, a thought that should fill you with disgust and shame but in the moment you did not care. He had won this.

Jake pulls you back on his cock by your tail at every thrust, enjoying the way you start to hiss in a mixture of pain and pleasure at his bruising grip. His pace is relentless, fucking into you like it’s his last day alive. 

“Fucking say it,” he groans as he feels his cock hitting against your cervix, your body writhing underneath him. “Say you want me to breed you.”

Your attempt at a scoff turns into a pathetic whine as the walls of your cunt clench around him. His strokes are hitting so deep, so good. It feels like your brain is turning to mush. 

“Say it!” Jake commands and frees his hand from your tail only to bring it down onto your ass in a hard slap. 

You scream out underneath him, tears forming in the corner of your eyes. To let him do it is one thing, but to say it out loud? You shake your head weakly. That would be too much to give to that cocky asshole. 

When another hard slap against your ass still doesn’t cause you to relent, he decides to try another approach. His hand snakes around to your front so he can grip onto your throat, feeling your breath hitch underneath his fingers when he squeezes down. 

Your cunt clamps down around his length as you gasp, your hands ripping out the grass underneath you. 

“Shit,” Jake groans as he feels his thrusts starting to falter, the feeling over your walls squeezing his cock becoming too much. 

He hisses into your ear as he chokes you, making you whimper in a pathetic display of submission. “Say it.”

The tears that had gathered in your eyes fall down as it becomes harder to breathe. It causes an odd sensation inside of you, and you let out a silent scream as your body rushes towards your orgasm. 

“Breed me!” you choke out. “Do it you vonvä!”

A sick satisfaction washes over Jake at your words. God, he knows you would just fucking hate it if he actually knocked you up. You would be horrified to carry his child, and though he wouldn’t exactly be thrilled either, in the moment having your full submission gives him the last push over the edge. 

His hand around your throat squeezes tighter as he fucks into you a few more times, groaning when his release shoots into you. You desperately try to thrust yourself back against him as he cums, wanting to find your own peek as well. 

He watches with a smirk as you try so hard, lewd squelching sounds coming from your used pussy as his cum seeps out past his cock. It’s pathetic, and he releases your throat to instead flick his impatient fingers over your clit. 

You cry out as Jake gives you the last push you needed, the walls of your cunt fluttering around him as you cum. A breathless chuckle leaves him as he feels the way you suck in not only him, but also his spend. At this rate you really might get yourself knocked up, but it seems you do not care. 

A rare silence falls as both of you pant, neither moving to pull away from each other. You let your tired arms give in and fall into the grass. Wiya, you hate to admit it but that was the best fuck you’ve had in a long time, your pussy still throbbing. 

Perhaps you had finally found something Jake Sully was good at. 

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• YES MA’JAKE •

pairing: jake sully x reader (na’vi, they/them)

summary: bound together in front of ewya, there is just one last step to completing the omitikayan ritual.

warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; possible avatar 2009 spoilers, smut smut city b*tch, oral (gn inexperienced receiving), semi-public, muffling moans, lack of proofreading, etc.

word count: ~2.4k

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note: um... i haven't been able to get away from the jake sully tiktok edits, not that i've really been trying. this needed to come out for my health and sanity. following a bit of the og romance plot line with sexiness and a bit of what we wish we saw in the first one (minus neytiri unfortunately). i hope you enjoy!

There you sit, knees bent, and hands on your thighs. You slowly look up to see those beautiful yellow eyes staring back at you. The space is illuminated by the tree of souls, your greatest connection to Ewya. You have just tethered your bonds below the magnificent night sky. Jake and you.

You hate to admit it but something changed within the moment you spotted his avatar in the woods. His alien body frantically checking behind each tree. After months of training and endless amounts of effort, something changed between you two again. And you find yourself here. Mated for life. A thought so foreign, yet oddly familiar in your body.

As your mind rushes through endless possibilities, you note Jake’s eyes scan over your face. His hand shortly follows as he places it against your cheek. He has always been so gentle with you. You turn in to kiss his palm. His thumb tracing back and forth against your skin. “Are you okay, my love?” he asks, a smile pulling to his right side. “Yes, Ma’Jake," you weakly grin. "I'm nervous."

Jake’s smile withdrew into a worried furrowed brow. “Nervous, why?” he chuckles as his head tilts, looking over your face and body carefully. “I’ve never done this,” you say softly and slowly. His concerned expression gradually becomes a soft smile. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he says as he reaches for your hands. Yours are so small compared to his.

“I want to, but I don’t know how,” you share as the sides of your mouth tighten in embarrassment. “Can you teach me?” A huge smile emerges on Jake’s face. Excitement bursts through those gorgeous cheek bones. You nervously giggle. “What?” you ask with a giggle. He shakes his head side to side, his tongue to the roof of his mouth.

Jake’s deep voice booming, yet soft. “Remember what you told me the first time I rode a Pa’li?” he asks, trying to get your glance. His eyes humble and soothing. You nod, curious as to what his point is. “You listen to your body, just as I did with Pa’li,” he says. “Feel your heart beat,” he softly continues as he places his hand against your chest. His touch excites you. You breathe in. Your gaze remains on each other before you slowly close your eyes.

“Your breath,” Jake adds as he follows you in taking a deep breath in. His hand raises with your chest. “Your legs,” he murmurs. His other hand is gently placed against your thigh. It rides the line between inner and top of your thigh. The sensation shooting bursts of energy throughout your body. You begin to feel your heart race.

Jake smiles as he notices your change in body language. You are more open, inviting. The nerves almost completely gone. Your eyes remain closed, completely trusting your mate as you have done all along. “You are the only one who knows what you like,” he whispers. You jump and laugh as you suddenly feel his hot breath against your lips. “You have to guide me, love,” he murmurs. He places a soft kiss upon your lips. You naturally entangle your hands within his coarse hair. You hum against his lips in complete euphoria. You feel his mouth turn to a smile as it brushes against yours.

“I promise I won’t fall off this time,” Jake smirks. Your eyes open, as he slowly pulls from your grasp. You giggle alongside him. Him falling of that horse was the first time you saw him in a different light, different from a skxawng. For him, that was the first time he ever saw you smile and heard you laugh. “I will guide you, Ma’Jake,” you affirm as you bite your lip.

Jake grins as he closes the distance between you two. His lips gently press upon yours. He tastes like sugar. Your heart craves him. You feel your body ache for his touch, not just at your lips but every where. With a quick skip, you jump onto his lap and wrap your legs around him. His chin raises as he watches you tower over him. “You are so beautiful,” he whispers. You cannot help the smile that pulls across your face. Your tail squirming behind you in excitement.

With his arms wrapped around your waist, Jake leans in to plant sweet kisses upon your neck. Each kiss felt like butterflies - ticklish, pleasurable. You feel your heart race again. You must like this. One of your hands hold his back, pressing him deeper into your chest. Your other is gently behind his head. Your body releases a gasp and giggle as he kisses you deeper into your collarbone. His deep laugh booms against your skin.

As his kisses trail lower and lower, your heart racing faster and faster, you begin to feel a firmness underneath you. It presses against just the right parts, as your body reels over the endorphins seeping throughout. Without thinking, you tuck your thumb under his chin. Your fingers rest against his cheek. You pull his gaze towards you, watching as his slightly ajar mouth smiles.

You crash your lips against Jake, almost knocking him back. His grip around you tightens. His strength on your body hardening - a small twinge of pain, which incredulously leads to pleasure. He bites into your kiss. His fangs digging into your bottom lip. You pull him closer to you, onto you as your hips begin to move. This feels good too. You feel his tongue slowly slip past your lips. Trusting your body, your tongue meets his. “You taste so good, baby,” he mumbles against you.

Jake moans are rough and animalistic. You can feel his sit become imbalanced as he wishes to move. The firmness pressing against you again and again. Your breath begins to shake as you feel your body harden throughout. Abruptly, Jake moves a hand to your head and slowly guides you onto the warm dirt. You feel him all over you, exactly fulfilling your body’s desire. Your legs wrap tightly around him. Your hips begin to rut against him. The tops of your legs desperately seeking more. A feeling you have never felt before.

“Ma’Jake,” you whimper as your thighs clench around him. Jake places love bites at the crook of your neck, some deeper than others. His hands tight at your wrists, pinning you down. You enjoy being pinned down. “I see you, y/n,” he whispers into your ear. He places kisses down your cheek bones until he meets your lips. He pulls away to look at you, taking all of you in. A smile forming on his face. “I see you, Ma’Jake,” you whisper.

With a look of satisfaction and joy, Jake places another firm kiss upon your lips. He then travels down your neck and onto your collarbone. You feel as he pauses at your chest. You catch your breath as your torso raises towards him. His tongue swirls around your nipples, another sensation you have never felt before. Your legs begin to tense. Your hips having a mind of their own. What an odd thing to be in control of your body, but also just existing within its own automatic movements?

The moans that escape your throat are unfamiliar. However, you can feel Jake’s movements quicken, become more harsh and jagged, with each one. He enjoys it. You make note to allow every impulsive groan to escape your lips. You feel the sting of his teeth as he lightly bites onto your nipple. An involuntary hiss escapes your mouth, but is also met with a laugh.

Jake laughs with you as he raises his head back to meet yours. “What should I do?” he asks with a bite lip. His ears fluctuating from up and down in his excitement. His own automatic response. “Kiss me,” you murmur as you lean closer to him. “All of me.” His smile grows as your lips finally reach his. The passion you have only had a glimpse of between your trainings is fully on display now. Everything you had held back. Every feeling - is now placed into each kiss.

With power, Jake’s hands grab hold of your ass - surprising, yet lovely sensation in the heat of this moment. He hisses against your lips as you play with his bottom lip between his teeth. Occasional looks between you two leave you both shaking like balls of energy. He begins to trail down your body, with his lip still held back. He finally pulls away in excitement as a bit of blood rests on his inner lip.

“Mmmm,” you moan as your hand travels back to his head. You feel him bobbing back and forth with each peck on your skin. Little laughs leave your mouth as he kisses the ticklish parts. Your body closes in on him each time. He makes little snickers as he teasingly bites onto your lower stomach.

Jake’s eyes peer up at you. His kissing halted. You look down at him, curious. Confused as to what may come next. “I want to kiss you here,” he says as his hand slowly travels to your inner thigh. You feel vibrations of tingles as they spread up your left side and down your leg. You let out a sharp breath as you draw your eyes back to him. Another deep breath and you are able to muster the courage to say, “Yes, Ma’Jake.”

Without hesitation, Jake’s fingers hook into your clothes. He pulls at the string. It slowly rolls down your outer thighs. You are on full display, yet his eyes remain on yours. His encouraging smile soothes your soul. You place a hand to his cheek. He kisses your palm, as you did to his before. Your thighs close against his waist as your fingers runs through his hair.

Jake slowly positions himself between your legs. Nerves burst through the pit of your stomach. You place your hand there instinctually. He lowers himself on you enough that you cannot see those soothing eyes. You can just feel his hot breath against your most sensitive skin.

In one gentle and soft movement, Jake’s lips press against your heat. The feeling is nothing like you have felt before. Your body is on edge, almost like when you hunt. On the other hand, it is also dowsed with euphoria and overwhelming happiness. Despite this contradiction, your body screams for more - demands for more.

Your hand reaches down to hold the back of Jake’s head. “You taste incredible,” he murmurs against you. His tongue slowly laps against you. The sensation hits you like a train. Your head is now dug into the dirt. Your legs weak and unreliable. Your eyelids flutter as you lean into the pleasure.

“Mmm-Jake,” you whine as your thighs close around him. Your hand tilts as his head slowly raises. He watches as you writhe under his tongue. “That’s it, baby,” he says with excitement. He quickly tucks your knees over his shoulders. His mouth envelops you. You almost lose your breath. His hands grip harder against your outer thighs, leaving scratches. He begins to moan against your heat. The vibrations of his deep voice leave ripples of pleasure.

Your breathing is quick. Jake’s tongue quicker. You begin to feel lightheaded as your hands move from your torso, to your thighs, to his head. Always on the move as you struggle to maintain this sensation. Abruptly, his fingers begin to mesh with his tongue’s movements. It feels ínstense but oh so good. Your hips begin to rut, matching his rhythm. His touch quickens. Your body almost shaking as it embraces the impacting force.

Your legs tighten around him. Your body feels like a branch that’s about to be pulled to it’s breaking point. The euphoria bubbles throughout your limbs. “Jake,” you scream. Immediately, Jake’s movements stop. You feel his laughter against you. Your body continues to ride the high, but you are able to prop yourself onto your elbows. “Shh, my love,” he chuckles as he kisses your thighs. “What?” you laugh breathlessly. “There are other people here,” he smiles as his hand reaches the back of your neck and pulls you into a kiss.

Your head drops backwards as you laugh with him. You shake your hair out and pull your eyes back towards him. “I might need help,” you whisper with innocent eyes. Jake bites his lip as he leans into you once more. His hand crawls up your face. As he pulls away, it covers your mouth. A gentle force guiding you down into your back once more.

With that daring smile, his mouth envelops you once more. The sensation leaving you with a muffled gasp. It is almost as though you never stopped. His movements as quick, if not quicker. His body’s weight fully pressed between his legs. Your eyes roll back as your chest tightens. A pit in your stomach forms once again. Your toes begin to curl as your legs unbearably tighten. Your lightheadedness leaving you weak in your muscles. A weakness you would now welcome.

Your moans somehow feel better against his large hands. His grip tightens against your cheeks and jaw as your body ruts against his firm body. “Jake,” you whine as you feel yourself falling off a tipping point. The pleasure so intense that you are not sure what would come next. His mouth pulls from you as his hand continues to do its work. “Just let it out, baby,” he whispers as he places gentle kisses against your stomach. “Let it out for me.”

Before you knew it, a burst of electricity flows through your body. You let out another screaming moan, barely muffled against his hands. Your body crumples together, squeezing against Jake’s head. You feel a wet sensation between your thighs, smoothing out your delicate skin. His breath heavy against you as his eyes look down at what he’s done. A proud smile and breathless laugh falls from his mouth as he squeezes his grip on your thighs.

“You are incredible,” Jake says as he lowers your legs to his hips. He towers over you as you rest against the warm dirt. Your eyes still closed as your breathing finally slows. “Ma’Jake,” you say weakly as your eyes slowly open. “Yes, my love?” he asks. His hand reaches for yours. He places a gentle kiss against the back of your hand. “Show me more of what these Earth people do,” you murmur. You watch as a devilish smile appears on his immaculate face. “Yes, my love,” Jake whispers as he pounces onto you.

note: i hope you liked it and this post helped to fulfill your need to love this man! i give no apologies for wanting to fuck this gorgeous na’vi man. (you shouldn't either). okie bye.

part two here

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