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I want to eat him.

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I want to eat him.

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Me when I can’t find the very specific 100k slow -burn enemies to lovers, angst with a happy ending, award winning fic that my brain created during my before bed story time, realising I have to write it myself to be able to read it

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now I have 7 boyfriends…

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Yall stay safe im taking one for the team.

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i need more grandpa jake in my life I’m not even joking

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literally the same photos

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neytiri te tskaha mo’at’ite

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Is this fandom still active and if so yall want some age gap daddy kink jake sully???????

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— lo’ak is literally the type to point at you and say “this one is for you” and then completely misses when he plays basketball

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neteyam x f!metkayina!reader smut

warnings: oral (f-receiving), fingering, jake at the end, i think that’s it.

na’vi vocab: yawne — beloved.

this is my first time writing smut so i’m sorry if it’s bad 😭

The trip from where you stood in the water to your home was all a blur as Neteyam had a hold of your wrist, looking back at you with a small grin to make sure your shorter legs could keep up with his longer ones.

As you entered your home, Neteyam let go of your wrist, and kissed you softly with both of his hands on your face. You always felt at peace when Neteyams lips were on yours — matter fact, you always felt at peace with Neteyam.

He pulled his lips away from yours and walked behind you to close the flap to your mauri, then turned back to you, grabbed your hand, and led you further into your home where what you considered a bed was.

“Lay down, mama.” Neteyam says, and you did as told.

You laid on the mat, keeping yourself up with your elbows as your legs laid flat.

You watched silently as he got on his knees, spreading your legs and pulling you down by your ankle to the edge of the mat so that your clothed cunt was right in front of his face.

He pressed a wet kiss on your loincloth, and looked up at you with his golden eyes as you whimpered quietly. He watched as your breathing quickened, your chest falling up and down. He could slightly see the fat of your breast jiggle with each breath, and his cock twitched in his loincloth at the sight.

Your eyes noticed where his were, and you sat up, reaching behind you to undo your top.

When your top was finally off and discarded somewhere in the room, his ears perked up and his pupils dilated.

Although he wanted to devour you, he couldn’t help but lean up and take your nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud. He pinched your other nipple, then rubbed his thumb over it as the rest of his hand rested underneath your breast.

He then switched, mouth latching onto the other nipple and moving his hand to toy with your wet and swollen nipple.

Your hips grinded against his torso and you whined, causing a soft grunt to leave his lips as his eyebrows knitted together.

“I know, baby, I know,” he said, and began kissing down your stomach.

You were so wet, you could feel it dripping down onto the mat, leaving your loincloth sticking onto you.

When Neteyam’s face was finally in front of your loincloth, he chuckled softly. His mouth watered as he stared at your wetness soaking your loincloth and dripping down your inner thighs/butt.

Suddenly, he rips off your loincloth and you gasp, about to say something, but when his tongue licked from your entrance to your clit, any thought about the torn loincloth was gone.

You moan, throwing your head back and laying down flat against the mat. But not for long because when you felt Neteyam suck your clit, your back arched. He gripped your thighs, digging his nails into the squishy-ness of them.

Strings of moans and whimpers of his name came from your lips as he slurped and sucked your juices, being sure to swallow every last drop.

His tongue flicked on your clit, his soft moans vibrated against you as his cock ached for attention. But Neteyam didn’t care, he could eat you out for hours without pleasuring himself.

Neteyam pulled back and spat on your cunt, watching as your hole clenched around nothing. He brought his middle finger to tease your entrance, only sticking barely the tip of his finger in.

“Neteyam,” you whimpered, trying to move your hips but the hand that wasn’t teasing your cunt was holding you by your hip in place.

“Such a pretty little pussy, baby,” His mouth found your clit again. “Such a pretty fucking pussy.” He mumbled against your pussy, his words muffled.

He stuck his entire finger in you, not quite reaching your g-spot, but reaching far enough inside you to make your legs shake. Your hand flew down to his braids, and he flattened his tongue on your clit, moving his head in circles as his finger pumped in and out of you.

“Fuck, ‘teyam,” you say. “I’m so close.”

“Hmmm,” He hummed against you, unflattening his tongue to suck your clit again. He adds a second finger, stretching you out a little bit more which made your jaw drop, ears flatten, and legs close against his face.

He let out a groan and took his fingers out of you, his mouth still attached to your clit. He forced your legs apart, spreading them wide open so that he could get a clear view of your pretty, sopping cunt when he pulled away from your puffy clit.

He moaned at the sight of your pretty pussy, and dove back in quickly. This time, his tongue entered your hole, and his right hand moved up to your lower stomach. His three fingers rested on your lower stomach, but his thumb was right on your clit, rubbing slow circles on it.

Your moans got louder as you approached your orgasm, but your eyebrows furrowed when you felt a new feeling. A feeling like you had to… pee?

“Wait, Neteyam,” you tried to push his head away, but he grabbed your hand. He seemed to know what you were about to do.

“Oh, shit.” You moaned, giving up on trying to fight back the “pee” sensation.

“Hmm, that’s it,” Neteyam says. “Squirt in my mouth.”

You panted and moaned, chanting his name as you came and squirted. Your legs shook, and you couldn’t help but watch as your mate looked you dead in the eye and opened his mouth to drink your release.

He finally pulled his face away from your heat, his chin and cheeks glistening with your wetness. He smiles up at you, and says, “You did so good, yawne.”

He then positions himself to where he’s hovering over you, his hands on both sides of your head.

“Always so good for me.” He whispers before he leaned down to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his lips.

His crotch pressed into your bare — and still soaking — pussy and you moaned into the kiss when you felt how hard he was through his loincloth. Your legs wrapped around his waist, and you grinded your cunt onto his clothed cock to which he moaned into your mouth.

Little did you two know, your mates father was right outside, listening with wide eyes and parted lips that were wet because of how much he had been licking them when he was listening to your sweet whimpers as Neteyam ate you out. He palmed himself through his loincloth, and tried his best to keep quiet.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help it. You were an attractive girl, everyone knew it, and he didn’t want to admit it, but he was attracted to you.

And now he was standing outside your mauri, touching himself as he listened to his son fuck you.

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me after solving my daddy issues with jake sully x daughter reader fics 🤭

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L quality but why he look so submissive and breedable like what?!

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yeah.

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i wanna ride 🤠