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inlovewithpandora · 1 month ago

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ — Summers In Pandora ᝰ Day 31 - Body Worship/Praising

Artists — Ao’nung x fem!Metkayina!reader

Lyrics — Tonight Ao’nung wants nothing more than to dive between your pretty thighs but after a long day of duties you’re exhausted. His desire for you burns so hot that he offers to do all the work so you can be his pretty pillow princess.

Music Advisory — SMUT [ mature audiences only!], aged up!Ao’nung, fluff, established relationship [mates], needy!Ao’nung, [implied] pleasure dom!Ao’nung, soft!Ao’nung, oral sex + fingering [fem receiving], double stimulation, face fucking, hair pulling, aftercare, allusions to male masturbation, lots of compliments and praise ᝰ this fic does contain aged!up character smut so if you don’t like that type of content please don’t interact and continue scrolling!!

Duration — 2.7k words

Index — Tsakarem - Tsahìk-in-training・Sayrìp - Handsome・ Syulang - Flower・Yawne - Love

Words from Artist — This was my first time writing smut for Ao’nung and it was really fun! This idea was originally supposed to be for Kinkmas 2023 but I never finished it so I decided to put a spin on it and make it fit this prompt. As always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions! I hope you enjoy!!

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Today there was a cold wind blowing throughout the village and it was causing a draft in your home. When the cold breeze kept gliding across your skin you could feel yourself shivering so you decided to start a fire and gather around it so it would warm up yourself and your home. When you start the fire you can immediately feel the heat emitting from it and it's already eliminating the cold air that's constantly flowing inside.

Ao’nung is next to you during the whole process and he watches you in awe, loving how you always take charge and make things happen. You've always been the type of woman to get things done no matter what it requires, you never wait around for a man to assist you and that’s one of the main reasons Ao’nung wanted you as a mate, he absolutely loves that quality about you so by watching you in your element he can’t help but feel a little turned on.

After a while both you find yourselves laying down a few inches away from the fire, your head laying on his chest and arm wrapped around his torso while his hand is resting on your thigh. The night is going perfectly just like you wanted, after the long day you’ve had all you want is to lay with your mate until you drift off to sleep. You can feel your eyes growing heavy so you allow them to close, happily letting sleep take over your body but that plan is interrupted when you feel Ao’nung’s hand travel from your thigh to your ass, squeezing it gently before rubbing it in a circular motion. You already know what he's implying by his actions, you know your mate very well. When he starts rubbing against the flesh of your ass, moving your hair out the way to place soft kisses on your neck, and teasing his fingers around the strings that are holding your loincloth together you know he wants sex.

When you feel his other hand inching toward your bra top you grab his wrist and stop him. “Not right now, baby. I’m tired and I just want to sleep.” From completing your numerous duties around the clan and also having to do your Tsakarem training with Ronal which took several hours, drained all the energy you had stored for the day. If this was a normal day and you had a good amount of energy you would of course engage in the marital act with Ao’nung but tonight you’re just too worn out. “Just let me take a nap and then I’ll do whatever you want, okay?”

Everything you just said basically went in one ear and out the other. Ao’nung doesn’t want to wait, he wants you now. He wants the sweet taste of your arousal on his tongue now, he wants to hear your sweet moans now, he wants to feel your hands gripping his hair as he devoured your heat now, he can’t wait until you wake up from your nap. “I’ll do all the work, all I want is you to lay back and look pretty for me. How does that sound syulang?” Ao’nung practically worships the ground you walk on, whether it’s publicly or privately, he always lets you know how grateful he is to have you, how beautiful you are, and how sexy your body is.

To him this is you’re world and he’s just lucky enough to live in it. Ao’nung is willing to do whatever it takes to see you squirm underneath his touch, he doesn’t want you to feel like you need to please him because by allowing him to pleasure you is enough for him, he could cum from simply knowing he’s satisfied you to the best of his abilities.

When you hear Ao’nung’s offer all you can do is let out a little laugh, you can tell he really wants to dive between your thighs. His eagerness is definitely turning you on, knowing that your mate is craving you without even having to do anything sexual is starting to make a pool of slick form between your legs. At first you were going to brush him off but now his horniness is rubbing off on you so you decide to cave and allow him to have his way with you. “That sounds perfect, sayrìp.”

The words barely have time to settle in Ao’nung’s mind before he pulls you in for a lustful kiss, swirling his tongue around your mouth while gripping your chin, moving his hand down and wrapping it gently around your neck. When Ao’nung can’t contain himself any longer he moves his hands down your body, using his mighty strength to rip off both articles of your clothing, revealing your round perky breasts and the mound of your sweet pussy.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that? Your body is so perfect, made just for me.” Ao’nung whispers as his eyes scan your body in awe, wondering how Eywa found him such a gorgeous and perfect mate. He feels like your body is carved and sculpted just for him, just for his hands to touch, for his eyes to see, and for his body to be pressed against. It isn’t long before his head is between your thighs, the sweet smell of your arousal making him feel like a man possessed as he runs his tongue over your slit, spreading you open in a swift manner before lapping up your juices so the sweetness of your arousal can dance on his tongue. His tongue finds its way to your clit, sucking on your precious pearl which makes you squirm within seconds.

Ao’nung continues swirling his tongue around your clit, giving it a deep kiss while it throbs against his palate, making a breathy moan from you fill the air. It’s a continuous process: flick, lick, suck, all the motions that’ll bring you great pleasure which is exactly what your mate wants. You can feel him spreading your juices on your inner thighs and his saliva running down your folds, making the flat of his tongue caress every pleasure point. After a while he comes up for air, wanting to savor your delicious taste and amazing scent. “Eywa, woman you taste good.” Ao’nung groans, his chest heaving as he catches his breath which makes you giggle because you’re ultimately doing the same before he continues feasting on you.

Once his lungs feel replenished he lowers his head between your thighs again, causing your breath to hitch in your throat at the unexpected feeling of his tongue swirling around the entrance of your pussy. After teasing you for a few moments, enjoying the desperate whines from you filling his ears while making it seem like he would place his tongue inside but only circling around the outer edge, he finally gives you what you want, intruding your hole and pushing his tongue inside.

“Oh, fuck,” You can feel your legs instinctively spread to make more your room for Ao’nung’s head that’s now moving in multiple directions, and your hips thrust upward wanting to feel him as much as possible. Your hands make their way to the top of his head, tangling your fingers in his curly hair as you grind against his face, practically suffocating your poor mate but he’s so drunk off your pussy he doesn’t give a damn.

With each stroke of his tongue he can feel you opening more and more for him, your warm slick leaking out and sliding down his tongue while the access drips down his chin and travels down his neck. Seeing how you’re reacting to him, tightening your grip in his hair, rutting against his face like an animal, and how you’re so eager to cum all over his face makes him want to ram his cock inside you until your eyes are puffy with tears, seeing your arousal stick to his pelvis as he thrusts inside you until he’s filled you to the brim with his warm seed.

The lewd thoughts he’s conjured up in his mind makes him moan into your heat, pressing his tongue further into you as he uses his hand to gently rub circles against your clit for added stimulation and double pleasure. Every small spasm and tiny twitch that ripples through you, Ao’nung call feel. Any movement you make, any warning tremor your body makes that you’re about to cum he reads loud and clear, wanting to make sure when you cum, you cum hard.

“Mmm! Don’t fucking stop!” And with that the Metkayinan goes into overdrive, his mouth, tongue, and fingers begin to work tirelessly, switching between slurping up every single drop of your sweet juices and swirling around your clit, smothering himself by stuffing his nose into your mound to reach the depths of you and fill his nostrils with your intoxicating aroma. Right now he doesn’t even care about his aching jaw, throbbing cock, or lack of oxygen, all he wants to do is please the woman he’s been blessed with.

Ao’nung slips two of his fingers into your wetness with ease and curls them just right, causing his fingertips to press against your sweet spot. His thick fingers stretch you out beautifully, and that paired with his controlled strokes, powerful sucks and long licks of his mouth, he coaxes you over the edge, bringing forth an ecstasy that only he can give your body. A sharp gasp leaves your lips, your grasp tightening the strands of his hair as your thighs snap close around his head, not allowing him any movement other than continuing to devour your heat.

Your orgasm almost takes you out, it makes you shake, your muscles spasm and twitch uncontrollably as your back arches off the mat underneath you and soon it turns into complete bliss. His fingers continue their relentless pace of pumping in and out of you, lengthening your orgasm while he gently kisses and sucks on your clit until your body slowly goes limp from the incredible pleasure he’s inflicting on you.

Ao’nung’s hand wraps around your thigh, gently tapping your supple skin, silently telling you to untangle yourself from him which you do in an instant, unwrapping your legs from around his shoulders and allowing him to sit up properly. When your eyes look up at him he’s glistening in your slick. His chin, lips, and nose are covered in your juices, making your cheeks heat up from the sight. When your eyes trail down his body you notice the outline of his hardened cock straining against the woven material of his loincloth, making your mouth water at how enlarged it looks and the blots of pre-cum you can see soaking through.

You blink up at Ao'nung, still feeling the warm tingles of aftershocks in your body as he starts to clean you with careful, practiced strokes. The damp cloth is soothing against your oversensitive skin, his touch so light it feels like a whisper. His soft hums of approval and the quiet murmurs of praise in your native tongue send shivers down your spine. "You are perfection, syulang," he murmurs, his deep voice like a soothing balm. "You have given me all I need tonight. Just seeing you like this... it is enough."

Your hairless brows knit together, lips parting as you glance down at the evidence of his own arousal, still taut against the fabric of his loincloth. The woven material struggles to contain him and his cock is practically growing in size by the minute. Your mate is anything but sated, and you know it. “But Ao’nung,” you protest while propping yourself up by your forearms, your voice slightly hoarse as you try to speak. “you haven’t—”

Ao’nung’s hand pauses, the damp cloth resting on your thigh as he takes a moment to study your face and the expression it holds. The slight flush in your cheeks, the way your chest rises and falls as you catch your breath, and the glazed-over look in your eyes tell him everything he needs to know. “You’re exhausted, y/n,” he murmurs, his voice laced with special tenderness that’s strictly reserved for you. He gently brushes a stray strand of hair away from your damp forehead, his fingers lingering against your temple. “I pushed you enough tonight. You’ve done more than enough for me.”

“But yawne—”

He shakes his head firmly, though his touch remains soft as he resumes cleaning you with the damp cloth. “No, syulang. You need to rest. It doesn’t feel right to make you do more when I can see how tired you are.” His gaze flickers to your trembling thighs and then back to face that clearly shows how sleepy you are. “I’ll be fine. Just go to sleep.”

As his wife you feel like it is your duty to sexually gratify your husband no matter what so the idea of leaving him unsatisfied sits uneasily in your mind. You reach for his wrist, stopping him mid-movement. “It doesn’t feel right to leave you like this,” you tell him, your voice firm despite the fatigue threatening to pull you under. “You’re my mate. I need to take care of you too.”

Ao’nung’s lips quirk into a faint, affectionate smile. “Stubborn, as always,” he mutters under his breath, though his tone is filled with nothing but adoration. “You’ve already taken care of me. Watching you cum for me is all I needed.”

Still, you persist, your hand tightening slightly around his wrist, wanting him to just give in already and allow you to reciprocate the pleasure he gave you. “Well, It doesn’t feel like enough.”

Ao’nung lets out a low chuckle at how persistent you are and how you’re fighting sleep just so you can return the favor, which makes him just fall deeper in love with you. His free hand comes up to cup your cheek, forcing you to meet his gaze. “It’s enough for me,” he says softly, his thumb brushing along your cheekbone. “I would much rather you rest than push yourself when I know you’re already spent.”

You open your mouth to argue again, but Ao’nung leans forward, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead that causes you to silence your words before you can make them audible. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll take care of it myself if I need to.” He doesn’t mind jerking off to flashbacks of you trembling under his touch, imagining your warmth wrapped around his cock, and running his thumb over his oozing tip and imagining it as your tongue, if it means his mate can get some well deserved rest.

“Ao’nung, just let me—”

“Shh,” he murmurs, his fingers sliding down to your shoulder, guiding you gently to lie back down so you can finally get sleep. “Close your eyes. You’ve done more than enough for me tonight.”

A part of you wants to push and continue fighting him on the idea of letting him handle his hardened cock alone but the weight of exhaustion finally takes over, your body sinking into the soft mat and you allow your mate to win this time. Ao’nung pulls the blanket over you, his hands lingering to make sure you’re fully covered and comfortable.

As your eyelids grow heavy, you hear him whisper in your ear one last time, his voice low and soothing as he lightly strokes your hair, something he knows helps calm your mind and body. “Sleep, my beautiful mate. You’re all I’ll ever need.” As the words leave his lips he settles beside you, his presence warm and protective as you drift off into a dream state. For now he’s here to make sure your night is peaceful and your sleep is without interruption but later tonight, when you’re hours into your much needed rest, he’ll be in the other room stroking his cock to the thought of your exquisite beauty and gorgeous physique.

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inlovewithpandora · 12 days ago

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ᥫ᭡ — The Baby Bug

Featuring — Tsu’tey x fem!Omatikaya!reader [ft. The Sully Family]

Lyrics — When you and Tsu’tey babysit little Neteyam so his parents can have some alone time, your mate starts to imagine what life would be like if you and him started a family.

Music Advisory — Fluff, Pre-Atwow based, established relationship (mates), domestic scenes, implied baby fever, baby!Neteyam (imagined as 5-7 months old), mention of Jake and Neytiri’s relationship

Duration — 3.1k words

Words from Artist — I haven’t written for Tsu’tey in forever so I enjoyed working on this! I hope my Tsu’tey lovers enjoy! As always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions <3

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Your best friend, Neytiri, gave birth to her beautiful baby boy, Neteyam months ago and she and Jake have been spending their days as first time parents nurturing and loving on their child. Parenting an infant has been taking up all of the couple's time but since they’ve been able to learn and adjust to their son’s schedule, they are finally able to spend time with their best friends. While Jake and Tsu’tey are wandering the forest, foraging for some fruits for you all to munch on, you and Neytiri are sitting together with your feet resting inside the nearby river.

As the water gently flows over your feet, you look over to Neytiri with a proud smile, loving to see her in the new light that motherhood has bestowed upon her. You know how long she’s been wanting a child with Jake so when she told you she was pregnant you were so happy for her and her mate. While Neytiri sits beside you, cradling Neteyam as he’s sleeping peacefully in her arms, you can’t help but notice the faint shadow of exhaustion in her eyes. You know that having a child isn’t easy, all the sleepless nights and having to give the baby all the energy and attention isn’t easy but as always Neytiri excels.

“He is so precious.” you say softly as you lean closer to admire Neteyam. “Eywa has truly blessed you, Neytiri.”

Neytiri smiles, her gaze fixed on her son. “Yes, she has. He is my heart… but it has been so long since Jake and I had time together. Just the two of us.” Her voice carries a wistful undertone, missing the days when she and Jake could just be together lovingly as a couple instead of feeling the need to be in parent mode all the time. She can barely remember the last time she and Jake had a date night, spent the night in each other's embrace, or were able to be intimate with one another. As much as she loves her son she needs a break, just a few hours of alone time with her husband so they can reconnect.

Hearing the tiredness in Neytiri's voice and the yearning coded in her words makes your heart slightly ache. It’s clear she desires a chance to spend quality time with Jake, to remind themselves of who they are as mates beyond their roles as parents. “Neytiri,” you say softly, placing a comforting hand on her arm. “You and Jake deserve time to alone. You both have given so much of yourselves to Neteyam, but it’s just as important to nurture your bond with each other.”

She glances at you, her expression uncertain. “But who would watch over Neteyam? I cannot ask that of anyone.”

A playful smile graces your lips as you gently tap her arm. “Who said you have to ask? I’m offering.”

Her eyes widen in surprise, and she sits up a little straighter, shocked that you’re willing to babysit her son. “You would do that? Watch over him?”

“Of course!” you reply, laughing softly. “I love spending time with him. And honestly, I think you and Jake need this. Have the night to yourselves. Go for a walk, watch the stars, enjoy each other’s company without worrying about feedings and nap schedules.”

Neytiri hesitates for a moment, looking down at her son. Neteyam stirs slightly in her arms, his tiny fingers curling against her chest, and her gaze softens with adoration. But then she looks back at you, a flicker of hope in her golden eyes as she begins to think about what the night could hold for her and Jake if she agrees to let you watch him. “Are you certain? I don’t want to burden you.”

You nod firmly, sticking with your offer to take him off her hands for a while. “I’m positive. I will take excellent care of him. Besides, he’s perfect, Neytiri. He’ll probably sleep the whole time and won’t even notice you’re gone.”

A laugh escapes her lips, light and melodic as she places Neteyam in the baby carrier that’s wrapped around her body since her arms are starting to grow tired. “Very well.” she says, gratitude evident in her voice. “Thank you, sister. This means so much to me.”

You smile warmly, squeezing her shoulder gently. “You don’t need to thank me, Neytiri. I’m happy to help,” you say softly. “Just bring him by tonight, and enjoy your time with Jake. I promise, everything will be fine.”

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You and Tsu’tey are currently at home, preparing your space for Neteyam’s arrival. Your cozy mauri is filled with the faint glow of bioluminescent plants you’ve carefully placed around the room to add some more light. Your mate is seated near the fire pit, carefully sharpening his blade while you gather soft woven blankets and toys, ensuring everything is perfect for little Neteyam’s visit.

“You are certain this is a good idea?” Tsu’tey asks, his deep voice breaking the comfortable silence. His hairless brows furrowed, though not out of worry for the child but more for you. Tsu’tey has seen firsthand how much energy a baby can require and he knows you’re doing Neytiri and Jake a kindness and allowing them several hours of peace but he wants to make sure you won’t get overwhelmed.

You chuckle softly as you arrange the blankets into a cozy nest for Neteyam when he decides he wants to crawl around and play. “He is just a baby, Tsu’tey. How much trouble could he possibly be?” You’ve had your share of babysitting, especially when you were younger and would help your mother take care of your siblings so looking after sweet little Neteyam was practically light work for you, you weren’t worried about how the night would go at all because you know things will go smoothly.

Tsu’tey snorts, setting his blade aside and turning to face you fully. “That small warrior may not walk or speak yet, but he already commands the attention of two of the finest hunters I know. Do not underestimate him.”

You laugh at Tsu’tey’s words, shaking your head. “I don’t underestimate him. I’ve spent enough time with Neteyam to know how strong he’s going to be someday but he’s just a baby for now.” You respond playfully while moving any items that are hazardous for a baby to get ahold of in a place Neteyem wouldn't be able to reach. “Besides, if he does decide to pull off some little surprise trick, I’ll handle it.”

His eyes soften at the warmth in your voice, though his protective instinct still lingers. “If you need me, I’ll be right here. And if that little warrior starts causing trouble, I will gladly take over.”

“I’m not worried, but thank you.”

Tsu’tey lips slightly curl into a halfway smile, glad that you’re confident. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you when Neteyam tries to take over the whole place. He is a Sully after all.”

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll be just like his father. A bit of a handful but with a heart of gold.” You pause and look at him affectionately, enjoying the back and forth banter. “And we both know you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

As you finish your preparations, you look forward to spending the evening with Neteyam, knowing that you’ll have his tiny giggles and quiet coos to keep you company. And, more importantly, you’re glad that Neytiri and Jake will finally get to enjoy a peaceful moment together.

Once eclipse finally comes, the sound of footsteps approaching your home draws your attention. Moments later, Jake and Neytiri walk through the entryway and into the common area, Neytiri cradling a sleeping Neteyam in her arms while Jake carries a small woven bag filled with baby essentials.

Neytiri’s expression is a mix of gratitude and hesitation, while Jake’s face lights up at the sight of you and Tsu’tey, thankful that he’s getting a little break. “Hey,” Jake greets, his voice a little softer than usual so he doesn’t wake up Neteyam. “You sure about this? Once we’re gone, there’s no turning back.”

“Go,” you say with a smile, rising to meet them. “Spend some time together. Me and Tsu’tey got this.”

Neytiri gently hands Neteyam over to you, her hands lingering for a moment as if she’s reluctant to let him go. This is the first time she’s leaving Neteyam alone with someone other than Jake or her mother since he took his first breath so she’s a little nervous about giving him up. “He has just been fed and should sleep for at least a couple hours. But if he cries—”

“We’ll handle it.” you reassure her, cradling the baby with practiced ease from taking care of your younger siblings when you were a child. “You trust me, don’t you?”

Neytiri’s lips twitch into a small smile, nodding her head and allowing herself to relax and not worry because she knows her son is in good hands. “I do.”

Jake steps closer to Tsu’tey, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Thanks, man. Appreciate you doing this. If anything goes wrong—”

“It will not.” Tsu’tey interrupts with a firm and confident tone. He knows that you and him can handle taking care of the small warrior so he isn’t worried one bit. He crosses his arms and gives Jake a pointed look, one of his usual stern expressions. “Go. Your mate needs this time.”

Jake raises his hands in surrender, a grin spreading across his face as he realizes that his best friend is right that he and Neytiri definitely need these next few hours alone to spend time together as mates. “Alright, alright. We’re going.”

As Neytiri and Jake head off into the forest, their hands intertwined and their voices fading into the distance, you glance down at the baby in your arms. Neteyam stirs slightly, his tiny fingers curling around the edge of your necklace, and your heart melts at the sight. Tsu’tey moves to stand beside you, placing his arm around your shoulder as he gazes down at the baby. “He is… small.”

You suppress a laugh, leaning into him and resting your head on his shoulder. “Yes, and perfect.” Neteyam lets out a soft coo, his tiny face scrunching up before drifting off back to sleep.

Tsu’tey watches him intently, his fierce expression softening as he places a soft kiss on your temple. “We will do well.” he says, his voice quiet but filled with certainty about his and your capabilities.

“Yes, we will.” The two of you settle in for the evening, the peaceful sounds of the forest surrounding your home as you take on the role of caregivers for the night.

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As Neytiri said, for the next hour or so Neteyam was sleeping peacefully but after a while he woke up energetic as ever. He was crawling around the marui, playing with some of the toys his parents brought for him so he could keep himself entertained, and every so often he wanted to be held, like right now.

While your preparing a snack for you and Tsu’tey, Neteyam makes his way over to you, tugging lightly on the decorative strings of your loincloth, communicating to you that he wants to be picked up. You gently set the knife down on the surface next to you, a soft smile forming on your lips as you glance down at Neteyam.

His bright golden eyes meet yours, and his tiny hands tug once more at the colored thread, clearly eager to be picked up. “You want to be held, hm?” you say softly, your voice warm and affectionate as you extend your arms to him, and with a delighted giggle, he crawls closer towards you, his small hands reaching for you.

You scoop him up gently, cradling him in your arms. He snuggles against you, his tiny hands grasping at your fingers as you stand up, carefully adjusting his position in your arms so both you and him can be comfortable. Tsu’tey watches you for a moment, a soft smile on his face as he sees how easily you slip into this nurturing role. “You make it look effortless.” he says, his voice calm as he leans back against the wall, watching you with an appreciative gaze.

“It’s not hard when he’s so sweet.” you reply, bouncing Neteyam gently in your arms, tickling his belly every so often which draws a few soft giggles from him. “He’s so full of energy, though.”

Tsu’tey nods in agreement, his eyes softening as he looks at Neteyam. “The way you care for him… it’s like you were born for this.” You feel your heart flutter at his words, but before you can respond, Neteyam starts to babble happily in your arms, reaching for the bowl of fruit you were preparing earlier.

“Let’s get you something to eat, little one.” you laugh, shifting to grab the fruit you had chopped in smaller pieces earlier for him on the table. You balance Neteyam in one arm as you grab a piece of yovo fruit, offering it to him in small amounts so he’ll be able to digest it safely. He takes it eagerly, his bright eyes lighting up as he tries to gnaw on the soft flesh of the fruit and the new flavor dances on his palate.

Ever since you and Tsu’tey started courting he’s known he wanted a family with you, but seeing you like this, so natural, so nurturing, makes that desire all the more real. The thought of little feet running around the marui, tiny voices calling for their sa’nu [mother] and sempu [father], and their little faces with a mixture of you and his features feels closer than ever, not just the distant dream that once played in his mind.

Tsu’tey comes and sits down at the wooden table with you, his gaze lingering on you as you gently bounce Neteyam on your thigh while your hand is wrapped around his stomach to make sure he stays upright, his tiny fingers wrapped around yours. “You look at peace.” he murmurs, his voice low, starting up a topic of conversation that he hopes both of you can see eye to eye on.

You glance up at him, a soft smile gracing your lips. “I suppose I am.” you say, brushing a hand over Neteyam’s head full of hair, feeling his little tail brush against your skin.

Tsu’tey brings his chair closer towards you, watching as Neteyam slowly begins to drift off in your arms after burning off all his energy and filling his belly with fruit. He is quiet for a moment, as if weighing his words and trying to figure out how to phrase them. Then, in a voice that holds a sense of hope, he asks the big question. “Have you thought more about our family?”

You blink, a little surprised by the sudden question, but warmth fills your chest at the thought. “Of course,” you say, looking up at him. “I always have. I just… I thought we would wait until the time felt right.” The topic of starting a family has come up multiple times over the course of your relationship and you both knew you wanted a family but neither of you put a timeframe on it, not wanting things to feel rushed or forced when there wasn’t any reason to be.

Tsu’tey reaches out, brushing his fingers gently over the back of your hand, looking directly into your eyes. “And what if that time is now?” His tone is steady, but there is something deeper beneath it, vulnerability, the side that only you and your future children are allowed to see. “Seeing you with him… I know now more than ever that you will be an incredible mother. Our children will be strong, loved, and safe.” He pauses, searching your face, trying to read the emotions behind your expression. “If you are ready, I am.”

Your heart swells at his words, at the sincerity in his voice. For so long, starting a family was a ‘someday’ thought, but now, with the love of your life looking at you with such devotion, such certainty, you feel a shift, the readiness of becoming a parent settling into your mind and heart. You smile, reaching up to cup his cheek, your thumb grazing his strong jawline. “Then we will begin trying.”

Saying those words makes reality set in to what your future can hold. A child growing in your womb, your belly expanding the further your pregnancy progresses, Tsu’tey treating you with the upmost care during the whole experience, and bringing your baby home for the first home, a physical form of the love you share for each other. Thinking of all those moments makes your heart flutter with what’s to come and you’re ready, ready to start a family with the man of your dreams.

When Tsu’tey hears that his smile grows, his chest swelling with love as he leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. “We will be great parents.” he murmurs against your skin, his voice filled with unwavering belief. He’s confident in your and his abilities, that whenever Eywa decides to fill your womb with a child that both of you will be ready for the lifetime responsibility.

The moment lingers, warm and full of quiet anticipation of the future as you and Tsu’tey begin sharing stories of what you think your children will be like. Neteyam shifts slightly in your arms, his tiny sigh grabbing both you and your mate’s attention. You glance down at the little warrior, then back up at Tsu’tey whose eyes are filled with unwavering affection for you, and in that moment, you know that your relationship is evolving into something greater.

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