#Lo’ak x female reader

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꧁𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖꧂

✧ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔<3

✧ 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒅𝒂, 𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒗, 𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒍/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍, 𝒔𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒙𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒔 (𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒋𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒐), 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 (𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈), 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚/𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔, 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒅𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂, ’𝒔𝒊𝒓’ 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕. 𝑳𝒎𝒌 𝒊𝒇 𝒊 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔💕

✧ 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔: 𝒀𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒚𝒊̀𝒑- 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒀𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒆- 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅, 𝑶𝒆𝒚𝒂̈- 𝒎𝒚 (𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆), 𝒀𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒕𝒖- 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝒕𝒊̀𝒚𝒂𝒘𝒏-𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒗𝒐-𝒚𝒐𝒗𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕, 𝒕𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒚𝒍𝒖- 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝑵𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒙𝒂𝒏 ’𝒆𝒌𝒙𝒊𝒏, 𝒐𝒆𝒚𝒂̈ 𝒕𝒊̀𝒚𝒂𝒘𝒏- “𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑴𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆“, 𝑻𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒊̀𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒏- 𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚

✧ 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊!! 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒐

✧ !!𝑨𝑳𝑺𝑶!! 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏!𝒔/𝒐, 𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒚𝒂!𝒔/𝒐, 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒌𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒂!𝒔/𝒐. 𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚☺️💕

──☆*:・ﾟ──☆*:・ﾟ ──☆*:・ﾟ✧𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒄’𝒔

- they’re all extremelyy protective over you. And always so ready to defend you.

- very touchy, weather it’s a little hand hold or a full on thigh grab he needs to have his hands on you at all times.

- they’re all very fertile, and so are you. (So yk what that means😘)

- their aftercare is AMAZING 🫦

- NON-SEXUAL DOMINANCE 😩!! Like…

Putting his hand on your back to lead you somewhere

Saying “no” in a stern but caring tone

Opening things for you/ Making way for you

Giving you reasonable instructions

Telling you “come here” and/or pointing to the ground to where they want you

Fixing your appearance (like fixing your hair or loincloth)

Lifting your chin up

“look at me”

Fixing your posture

“Yeah?”

And so many more😩

- always so quick to do anything for you. Want food? He already out the door. Cold? Blanket is already covering you. Need a hug? Immediately wrapping his arms around you and kissing you gently. This man is in loveee with you😭

- they got the besttt hand placement 😩

𝑵𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒎

❥𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- loves taking you out on late night beach walks, the bioluminescence of the pandora making you look even more gorgeous.

- whenever you two go on walks in the forest he always hold your hand whenever the path gets too uneven. And whenever he has to climb or jump over something he’ll always pick you up so you don’t get hurt.

“Teyam! I’m fine! I’m not a child you know.”

“Mhm. Yeah sure, yawntutsyìp. Now come on.”

- hates when he sees other guys looking at you, almost like he can hear their thoughts. So he’ll just wrap his arm around you and trail kisses and a few bites all over your soft skin, making sure everyone know you’re his.

- whenever he gets mad his jaw does that thing, and ik yall know what im talking about 😩

- keeps track of your period/heat cycle, so he knows the exact day you’re going to get it.

- he baby’s you a lottt during these days, making sure his girl is ok.

“Here tahnì, kiri made this for you. It’s supposed to take some of the pain away.”

“Thank you, baby. You’re the best-“ and there it was again. That sharp pain shooting up through your core. It felt like someone was trying to tear you apart from the inside out.

You yelp in pain, neteyam automatically leaping next to your side and pressing his big hand into where the pain was coming from.

“Shshsh, yawntu. It’s ok..I know it hurts but I’m here baby. I got you.” He coos, the warmth and pressure from his hand soothing you immediately. The rest of your body weight pressing into his chest.

“That’s my girl.”

- always is looking at you even when you’re not looking at him. You always manage to catch his eyes tho, it’s hard not to when he’s staring right into your soul.

- but when you finally do meet his eyes they’re always filled with love and affection, it makes you smile all giddy every time

- his tail always betrays his words, like whenever you feel like he’s getting jealous, you’ll ask him upfront. And ofc he’ll say no, but two seconds later you feel his tail coiling around your thigh possessively. Or when you guys get into a fight and are still mad at each other afterwards, his tail will still wrap around your calve as a comfort. But he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it.

- does the lil “come here” waist grab combo before he kisses you🤤

!!𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕!!

❥𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- loves seeing how flustered you get by him just doing the smallest things, like when he flexes his arms or lowers his voice a little just to see your thighs clench and face get all red/purple

“Y/n..you listening to me, yawntusip?” He questions with a smirk that tells you he already knew the answer to his own question.

“Yes, yes I’m sorry, baby. Continue.” You responded, mind still focused on how the way he was looking at you and his deep voice made your panties unbearably slick.

“Mhm.. no. I rather do something else instead.”

- has such a huge breeding kink. Like he’s downright obsessed with how pretty you look all cockdrunk with his cum just leaking out of you. Makes him feralll.

- also has a courruption kink, size kink, slight spit kink, biting kink, Dacryphilla, and yeah this mf js freaky asf (but he keep it on the DL)

- speaking of him being freaky asf, he’d definitely fuck you in public. Like this man is balls deep inside of you, hitting your sweet spot every time he thrust back in, and he’s over here telling you shit like “shshsh, yawne.. don’t want them to hear you now do you? Mhm~fuck.. you must want them to with the way you’re clenching around me huh?” Like MHM😩

- he’s a eater. He’s such an eater. (js like his brother and daddy) your pussy is basically stress relief to him😭

- puts his hair in a bun before he eat it🫦

- doesn’t mind when you ask to return the favor, bc he loves seeing you on your knees in front of him, pretty lips wrapped around his thick tip and hands desperately gripping at his thighs as you try to push the rest of him into your mouth. The sight makes him js 😵‍��

-so whipped for you 😭like this mf will do ANYTHINGGG for you, just say the word.

- loves watching you try to hold in your moans and whimpers, the way your face gets all puffy and hands start shaking and squeezing him desperately makes something primal awaken in him. And watching the tears finally spill over your face when he makes you cum? Fucking perfect to him.

- has a ‘sir’ kink too, you found out about it accidentally tbh😭

“Make sure you clean that cut, oeyä yawntu. Don’t want it getting infected.” He ordered softly, making you smile at his gentle yet stern demeanor.

“Yes, sir.” You quipped sarcastically, looking down at the bandage infront of you.

His whole body froze at the name, ears perking up and tail standing up in a ridged way “What?” He said lowly, his switch in energy making your body mimic his.

“I-uhm sorry I-“

“No. Don’t apologize, yawntu.” He walks over to you quickly before kneeling infront of you, kissing you hungrily. “Say it again.” Your tail sways around excitedly at his tone, body getting hotter by the second.

“Yes, sir.”

“Mhm..again.”

- a titty man definitely, he loves watching them bounce whenever he fucks you in missionary

- whenever he punishes you, orgasm denial/control and spanking are his go tos. He just loves how needy and whiney you get from him not giving you what you want.

“T-teyam, please! I’m sorry!”

“Yeah? You pissing me off says otherwise.” Another harsh slap.

You writhe and squirm under him, but it’s no use. Tears of frustration stream down you face once you feel two more slaps to your sensitive flesh.

“P-please, teyam. No..more.” You whine, chest heaving and mouth dry from your screams of protest. His expression softens at your small voice, hand coming down to rub the irritated skin back and forth gently.

“Alright, yawntu. No more.” He coos, leaning down to leave soft kisses on the back of your neck, “but don’t think I’m gonna let you cum at all tonight.”

- loves kissing you when your sitting on something, weather it be a counter or your bed, he just loves kissing you like that.

- grabs your waist to grind you down onto him/guide your movements

- “I’ll make it fit, Yawntu.”

- when he starts getting close he’ll whisper the DIRTIESTT shit in Navi to you 🫦

“Mhm~..Teyam, please..” you whine, the feeling of him using you and stretching your small, leaking pussy proving way too much for you.

���I know, ma’yawntu. Need you to be good for me ok?” He coos, holding the side of your face gently.

You lazily respond with a head nod, slowly losing yourself because of the feeling of your 4th orgasm building up in your core.

He shudders when your pussy clenches around him repeatedly, making him lean down to cadge you in with one of his arms, while the other holds your leg. Leaving slow, sloppy marks and kisses all over your soft skin.

“Hah~fuck..Niftxan ‘ekxin, oeyä tìyawn..Tsun ke ne tìng nga a prrnen~“

𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆

❥𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- likes having you on his lap while he does small chores that don’t require him to be standing

- and he does that thing where he pats his lap so you know where you’re supposed to be😩

- whenever your stressed he’ll always trace the same pattern on your back, and it soothes you almost immediately

- veryy affectionate with you,he’s a man after all. He loves to show his woman how much he loves her.

- he always lifts up your chin/ grabs your waist before kissing you

- when you guys argue (which is rarely) he’s definitely a “come here” typa mf, bc he hates making his girl feel bad

- likes to bring you to his meetings just to have you sit there and look pretty

“Baby, what does that mean?” You ask while looking up at him innocently, the sight making him smile softly.

“It means knowing our location, babygirl (knowing our 20)” he responds, placing his hand on your head as you let out a soft “oh..” and continue to listen to him talk to the other warriors.

- likes to form tsaheylu before you guys fall asleep

- hugs from behind 🫦

- loves you guys height difference so much

- another one that babies tf outta you, no matter what. Especially if you’re close to your period/heat cycle

“Hey babygirl, how you feelin?” He says with a soft smile on his face as he walks over to you with a basket of your favorite fruits and cold water.

“Oo! You got yovo for me? You really didn’t have to do that, oeyä tìyawn. I’m just feeling a little lightheaded is all.” You explain, sitting up on your hands so he can sit down in front of you. And that’s when the pain hits. A sharp pain going straight up your spine into your head that makes you cry out. The ringing in your ears getting excruciatingly loud.

Jake is quick to get to your side, placing you on your side so your spine is stretched out. Reliving the pain almost immediately. “I know babygirl, I know. I’m right here.” He coos, pressing firm circles into the base of your neck, massaging out the excess tension. “Just breathe, okay, hon? I gotchu.”

- the emotional security this man provides is AMAZING LIKE🥹🩷

- you always crave him, not even just sexually but physically too. Just his smell,his vibe, his company. Just him. And it’s the same for him too.

- he never stops trying to impress you, just because he has you it doesn’t give him a reason to stop

- he does that thing where he’ll say your name and then point with his head/eyes to where he wants you to be😩

“And I just don’t know how I could-“ you ramble, stressed out because of the celebration later tonight.

“Y/n.” Jake says sternly, but softly. His baritone silencing you immediately.

He looks at you before looking at the bed and tilting his head softly, making you obey his order silently.

Once you sit on the bed, he stands between your legs, cupping your face with his big hands gently. “Baby..” he pauses to kiss your forehead gently. Making you melt into his touch. “Relax. We’re gonna figure it out,ok?” You nod softly at this, letting your nerves leave you.

“Plus I can’t wait to see how sexy your gonna look to-“ “OK, Alright!”

!!𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕!!

❥𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- lovesss having you in mating press and missionary, something about seeing all of your expressions makes him drill into even harder, just to see how you react.

- when you start whining and whimpering from the overstimulation, he’ll just cup your face and place soft kisses on your skin while saying, “I know, baby, I know.” Not even bothering to slow his pace on your poor cunt.

- “you look so pretty like this, baby” and “that’s my good girl” are his favorites

- finds it so hot whenever your tail wraps around him when he’s fucking you in doggy, it’s such an ego boost for him.

- pushes your legs back whenever he’s eatin it😩

- he loves cockwarming after a long day lemme tell you 😮‍💨

- he absolutely loves praising you, but also degrading you a little too🙈

“Awh hon, this wet just from a little kissing? Such a needy little slut for me.”

- his biggest kinks are breeding and size kink

- likes using toys on you, and definitely slips one inside you before you leave in the morning, just to watch your knees buckle whenever he presses that little button

- definitely an ass man, he loves squeezing it and watching it bounce whenever he has you in doggy

- “sir” kink 100%, especially when he’s punishing you.

- speaking of this tho, his brat taming? Phew lawd😩 he gives you exactly what you want and also you nothing at the same time.

“Ja-Sir!, please! Im-sorry!” You yelp, voice bouncing from his harsh thrust and tears streaming down your face from the overstimulation.

“Nuh-uh. Too late for that shit now, babygirl. Wanted to act like a little whore, so I’m gonna fuck you like one.” He growled, leaving yet another hard slap on your ass, making you whine in pain.

The pace he set was fast and deep, avoiding your sweet spot every time he thrusted back in. And pulling out whenever you got too close. It was absolute torture. Yet you craved it nonetheless.

“Sir..please. I can’t..” you say softly, making him finally hit your sweetspot with his thick tip, turing you into a moaning mess. “Alright, babygirl. But this is the only time you’re cumming tonight.”

- forehead kisses after sex🥹

- speaking of kissing, he’s such a good kisser (obvi bc he has experience but still🙄) he always goes at the pace you want, he knows where to put his hands, and he always puts so much feeling into them like ugh🤤

- cockwarming with you while you sit in his lap>>

𝑳𝒐’𝒂𝒌

❥𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- such a cuddle bug, like my baby loves being touched and touching you

- when you’re standing and he’s sitting, he’ll wrap his arms around you and pull you close to him. (Even tho he’s eye level with you because he’s so tall😭)

- hates seeing you sad, angry, etc and he does everything in his power to get you out of it.

“Hey mama, I got you some chocolate norm had stashed in the fridge.” He announces while walking into your room, shutting the door behind him with his foot.

“Thank you, sweet boy. I’m not that hungry though..” you say softly, tone quiet and deadpan. His ears perk up and flick at the tone of your voice, brows knitting together at your mood.

“Mama, what’s the matter?” He says softly as he climbs into your large bed, fit for the both of you. You say nothing, instead just rolling over and wrapping your arms around his much larger frame.

Chuckling softly at this, he kisses your head lovingly. “It’s ok, mama. I gotchu”

- likes teaching you the lingo his dad uses on the throat com, he just loves how genuinely intrigued you are when he tells you about it

- gets jealous very easily, he’ll be so quick to pick a fight with someone it’s not even funny

- hates when people touch his hair but loves when you do it

- whenever you guys talk, he always does the triangle method without realizing it. And it gets you flustered every single time😭

- “my girl can wear whatever tf she want but if you touch her ima break your jaw, it’s that simple” typa bf

- loves playing with your hair/ braiding it

- always stares at you, always. Whenever you walk by him and flash him a quick smile his whole train of thought just stops, kiri and neteyam always make fun of him for it😭

- especially if you guys are talking in a group of people, just a lil hand hold or eye contact with you will have this man melting

!!𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕!!

❥𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾❥

- he’s definitely an eater just like his dad and teyam, but before he eats it he always kisses your thighs and ya lips (both of em…bc we all know know these men are js as much of pussy kisses as much as they are pussy eaters yfmm???)

- the second he puts his hair into that ponytail..phew yk you done for😩

- loves doing the finger + tounge combo js to hear you scream and cry out his name

- speaking of that he loves hearing you say his name, deadass makes his eyes roll back just because of the sound of your voice and the way your pussy squeezes him so hard

- does the knee thing whenever you guys make out (and always has his hands on ya tittes🤭)

- the make outs you guys have?..phew😩 sloppy and slow and bodies all pressed tg😩

- you put on a mini skirt one time as a joke and phew lawd..the way he bent you over so quickly and fucked your brains out🫦

- steals his dads camera to take pictures of you so whenever you guys are apart he has something of you to keep him company 🫶🏽

- absolutely adores your body, he loves how soft and squishy it is, especially your thighs and ass

- such an ass man, (like Jake😭)

- loves having you in doggy and missionary

- also I see him liking 69ing too, but he didn’t realized he loved it so much until you introduced it to him

- a switch, loves being in control and making you a cockdrunk mess for him but also loves when you fuck him

- he has such a huge oral fixation, like if you stick your fingers in his mouth while you’re riding him, he turns subby so quick 😮‍💨 or whenever you start randomly kissing and sucking on his hands his brain turns into putty, poor baby gets so overwhelmed by how good your mouth feels he almost cums untouched 🙁 breathing all heavy and face a mess.. ugh😍

- doesn’t really like quickies, but if you both are desperate he’ll do it. He just rather take his time with you, he loves watching you fall apart for him.

- he has a thing for whenever you touch his hands, like when you massage them gently and tell him how pretty they are or how nice they look he turns into a blushing mess, tail wagging and thumping against the floor wildly

- likes touching you in public to see how long you can keep quiet

- “Awh, what was that mama? I couldn’t hear you.” While having the most shit eating grin on his face

- loves teasing you about how much your tail sways and wags when you’re around him. And how much it’ll instinctively wrap around him.

- one of the ways he likes to punish you is making you sit in his lap while he tells you how to touch, cooing and teasing you when he sees your delicate, slow strokes turn more aggressive and needy. So he holds your hand to guide you at the pace he wants.

“Lo’ak!~ please..wanna cum so bad..” you whine frustratedly, moaning softly as he curls your fingers into your sweet spot. But it isn’t enough. You need him.

“Awe that’s too bad, baby. Shouldn’t have been such a needy slut before you got into this. Now you just gotta take it.” He says sternly, removing his hand from yours and placing them on your inner thighs.

“Lo’ak I-“

“I don’t care. Now keep touching, mama. And if I see you speeding up you’re not cumming at all tonight.”

- and yet anotha man that’s whipped asf for u, when you guys were officially mated, he swore he fell even more in love with you. Mf was already making plans for kids😭

- so so vocal😩 especially when you force him to be submissive(he acts like he hates it but yall both know damn well😭)

- another one who grabs your waist to grind you down onto him😩

- another “I’ll make it fit” mf, but he’ll taunt and tease you for how much your legs are shaking and the tears endlessly flowing from your eyes.

“Fuck!~ lo-lo’, wait..it’s not gonna fit..” you writhe and yelp, pathetically trying to push him away from you with your shakey legs.

He growls angrily at this, grabbing both of your legs with his hands and pushing them down next to your ears, folding you like a pretzel under his strong frame.

“Don’t, fuckin’ push me away, mama. Ever.” He seethes, your faces inches apart from each other. “Plus, your pretty little pussy seems to be doing just fine. Poor girl keeps getting greedier and greedier the more I push into you.” He places a slow, sweet kiss on your lips before pushing the rest of his cock inside of you, rubbing your clit to open you up even more.

The stretch makes you cry out and squirm, tears spilling down your face at the stimulation. “Awe, look at you sweet girl. Is my cock too much for you? You can handle it, baby. You said it yourself.” He teases, a shit-eating grin appearing on his face when you try respond to him, but all the comes out are little moans and whimpers.

He thrust into you softly, testing out the waters. You moan loudly at his slow movements, pussy clenching around him repeatedly as you reach for him aimlessly, mind already turned into mush. He chuckles at this, giving you his hand before carefully speeding up his pace. “My pretty girl, already cockdrunk? Mhm~ Fuck..can’t wait to turn you into my personal little cock sleeve~, want that, mama? Want me to fuck you so much that you only crave me?” His words make your pussy clench and squeeze around him repeatedly, letting him know everything he needed to before his pace turned ruthless.

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𝑨/𝑵~ bc why did this take sm more longer than an actual fic? Im done 😭 I tried to make them all as even as I could, but some of them have more than the other (let’s take a huge guess on who I’m talking ab😭). Might make another one for the girls tbh🤭 but I hope yall like this, and if you want me to write more lmk🩷 I had fun with this one🥰

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Feelings for a friend, part 2.2

Part 1 | Part 2.1

Pairing: Lo'ak x female human reader

Summary: Lo'ak has finished his iknimaya and has to choose a mate. You aren't too happy with his choice and things escalate between you, resulting in a lot of confessions.

Word count: 6,7k

Warnings: mentions of injuries, swearing, alcohol, reader getting a bit drunk

A/N: Helloooo 🤌🫴, this is the second half of part 2. I know it's very long. I got a little carried away, oops. I am working on a third part, which will be a little more ✨spicy✨ Enjoy!

You stayed in the hut with Lo’ak for what felt like hours but were actually minutes. Mo’at had finished patching him up and left a couple of minutes ago. Now you were sitting here alone with him, you still had a tight grasp on his hand on which you were drawing circles with your thumb. His hand was huge compared to yours; your hand barely fit around his little finger. To pass the time, you were counting the freckles on his hand. 7, 8, 9, 10- A groan got your attention and you quickly stopped counting. Looking at Lo’ak, you noticed the sound came from him. His ears were twitching, and he started moving his tail.

Your voice was barely above a whisper, but the twitching of his ears, signalled that he heard you. ‘Lo’ak?’ The boy stirred and you squeezed his hand a little, letting him know he was not alone. You looked at his face as soon as he opened his big, yellow eyes, your heartbeat getting faster by the second. He was alive!

A small smile crept on your face when your friend squeezed your hand. He swallowed hard before he spoke, and his voice sounded rasp. ‘I’m sorry…’.

You shook your head. ‘Don’t apologise- ‘

‘No, I’m sorry. I failed you. I failed all of you.’ His ears were pinned back now, and he let go of your hand. Tears welled up in your eyes. It hurt you that he thought of himself as a failure, that he wanted to live up to his father so badly that he put his life at risk. You wanted to be strong for him to put him at ease, but your voice broke.

‘Don’t say that. You didn’t fail me or anyone else. We are only glad you’re still alive.’ Lo’ak looked away when you spoke and pushed himself up into a seated position.

His face cringed as he hissed and grabbed his throbbing shoulder, ‘tsahev (crap)!’ You reacted quickly, laying him back down as gentle as you could.

‘Wait here, I’m going to get Mo’at.’ You made sure he was comfortable before sprinting out of the tsahik’s tent. You ran through the village as fast as you could, searching for Mo’at, Neytiri, Kiri or anyone else that could help. ‘I need Tsahik!’ you called out, but you couldn’t find anyone. You wondered where they could be until you remembered where Spider went. He had told you Jake and Neytiri had a fight, which meant they were probably in their kelku.

You ran as fast as your legs could carry you and you only came to a halt when you finally reached the Sully’s tent. You saw Spider, Neteyam, Tuk and Kiri crouched down, looking under the tent. Your heart felt as if it was beating out of your chest, and you tried to calm down your breathing. You needed someone quickly because you were afraid Lo’ak would lose consciousness again. At the same time, you were afraid he would sneak out if he remained conscious to do his iknimaya again. 

Tuk was the first to notice you and you spoke before you gave the others time to get up. ‘I need your parents. Lo’ak just woke up.’

‘He’s awake?’ the little girl’s eyes lightened up and a big smile formed on her face. She took hold of Neteyam’s arm excitedly as soon as he got up. ‘Lo’aks awake!’ she said excitedly to which her brother’s eyes grew wide. He opened his mouth to speak, but you interrupted him before he even had the chance.

‘Where are your parents? Where is Mo’at?’

He pointed to the tent. ‘My parents are in there. I will go to Lo’ak.’ And with that, he left. You saw the others getting up too, but before they had time to speak, you left. You quickly walked in the tent and saw Neytiri standing in front of Jake, whose back was facing the entrance. Neytiri’s face was scrunched up in frustration. ‘This is part of our culture; you can’t take this away from us!’

‘He almost lost his life out there! This can’t go on any longer.’ Jakes voice was filled with sadness and anger, and you could see his tail lashing back and forth.

You cleared your throat as you took a couple of steps into the kelku. Neytiri’s gaze shifted from her mate to you and her expression shifted from irritated to surprised. Jake turned around and you noticed he had a little more difficulty hiding his anger for his ears were still pointed backwards and his lips formed a thin line. You didn’t waste any time for you weren’t very comfortable interrupting the olo’eyktan, especially when he was arguing with his wife. ‘Lo’ak woke up.’ You felt a little awkward, so your eyes shifted from the two na’vi in front of you to the ground.

Jake nodded slightly. ‘Thank you, y/n. We will be there soon.’

You nodded in response and made your way of their kelku quickly. It was an understatement to say you were uncomfortable in there when they just had a fight. Something about Neytiri’s fierceness and Jake’s authority made you nervous.

Commotion came out of the tsahik’s tent, and you weren’t surprised when you opened the flap to step inside. Neteyam and Lo’ak were standing in front of each other closely as if they were asserting dominance. Their tails were wagging in frustration, and you could see their chests rise and fall quickly from their heavy breathing. Did they just fight?

You stepped into the tent, not wanting whatever this was to escalate. ‘What is going on in here?’

After a short silence, Neteyam pointed at you without tearing his eyes off his younger brother. ‘Go on, then. Tell her. Tell her how you want to risk your life!’

Lo’ak sighed as he pinned his ears down. He turned to face you and his eyes immediately went to yours. They were full of determination and his pupils were larger than normally. His eyebrows were knitted, and his mouth was pressed shut. You knew what that look meant. This look meant he wanted to do something he shouldn’t, and you knew exactly what that something was. ‘Oh, no,’ you said as you crossed your arms in front of your chest. ‘You’re not going back.’

‘Yes, I am and you’re not going to stop me.’ Lo’ak started walking toward the entrance of the tent and even though you knew you were no match for him, you blocked his way by stepping in front of the entrance, glaring up at him.

Your best friend sighed again and looked you up and down. You crossed your arms again and raised your eyebrows, challenging him. Lo’ak was stubborn, but so were you. You weren’t afraid to challenge him, and he knew it. On the other hand, you knew he would always be gentle with you, even when you were getting on his nerves. The worst he would do was lift you up and put you down somewhere else. ���Get out of my way, y/n.’

‘No, Lo’ak. You’re injured; you need to rest. You’re not strong enough to do your iknimaya again.’ You didn’t get out of his way and waited for him to make a move. You were burning holes into his eyes and as he was standing there, staring at you, it felt as if Neteyam didn’t exist anymore. The world didn’t exist anymore. All you could think of was Lo’ak and how beautiful he looked when he was so determined. Persistence was a trait you looked for in a partner, and this just so happened to be one of Lo’aks strongest traits.  You could feel a familiar sensation in your belly, like butterflies, and you couldn’t control the small smile that crept on your face. Lo’aks serious look vanished a little as it got replaced by a smile too. Hope found its way into your mind; maybe he would finally stop being so stubborn and let his body rest.

Neteyam’s voice brought you out of your trance and you quickly looked at the ground, feeling flustered for zoning out like this in his presence. ‘Ma tsmukan, listen to your girlfriend. You’re injured.’ He accidentally took hold of his brothers’ injured shoulder while trying to pull him back to his hammock which got him a sharp hiss in return. If it weren’t for Lo’aks actions, your face would be completely red for Neteyam called you Lo’aks girlfriend. Oh, how you wish that were true. Instead, you tried to grab the boy who pushed his older brother away from him.

‘Lo’ak, please,’ you begged as you grabbed his non-injured arm. He pulled his arm out of your grip harshly and bolted for his brother, pushing him again. Neteyam almost lost his balance as he took a couple of steps back, before throwing his arms around his brother’s neck, head locking him. Lo’ak struggled, elbowing and clawing at his brother.

‘Stop it, you skxwang!’ the oldest of the two said through gritted teeth as he tried to keep his brother in place. What he didn’t realise was that Lo’ak was fuelled with adrenaline which gave him an advantage as he elbowed Neteyam in his side. As soon as he got out of his brother’s grip, he punched him on the nose. Neteyam hissed at Lo’ak in return and threw the second punch, aiming for his face as well.

You didn’t want to stand there and do nothing, but you couldn’t just watch them hurt each other. Where was the rest of your family? You figured Spider, Kiri and Tuk would have been here by now. You glanced through the entrance of the hut quickly, but you didn’t see anyone nearby. This meant you had to put the fire out, but how? You were no match for their strength. You balled your fists in frustration, nails digging half-moons in your palms as you watched punches being thrown and blood flying through the air. You did not want to get through their fight at all, so you did the only thing you could think of at that moment; you yelled at them to stop.

‘Stop it, you guys! You’re hurting each other!’ You knew those words meant nothing at that moment, but it was worth trying. You were sure the two na’vi didn’t even hear you, but you tried yelling again. As expected, this didn’t work either. Lo’ak was now on laying on the ground and Neteyam was bent over him, his fist raised to throw another punch at his face. Without thinking, you ran to the duo and put your hands on Neteyam’s fist. ‘Don’t, Neteyam, please don’t!’

Neteyam’s fist trembled in your hands out of adrenaline and after a couple of breaths, he lowered his fist and got back up. You held his hand for a little longer until you were sure he wouldn’t explode again. ‘Maybe it’s better you failed your iknimaya,’ he started. ‘You’re still a child. No wonder dad’s disappointed in you.’

Your eyes widened. You have never heard Neteyam saying something disrespectful about anyone, let alone his brother. You could hear shifting beside you, and from that moment, everything happened in slow motion. Lo’ak got up from his position on the floor as his fist made contact with his brother’s jaw. He didn’t give Neteyam time to think as he punched his cheekbone, and next the underside of his jaw. You could see the blood running down from Neteyam’s mouth as he scrunched his face in pain. He grabbed Lo’ak’s shoulders and kneed him in the stomach.

Without thinking, you stepped in between them. The weight of the mistake you just made only occurred to you when you saw Lo’aks hands reach for you. He took hold of your upper arms and threw you away from him. The first thing that you felt was your head when it met a wooden pillar that was holding up the tent. The second thing you felt was your left shoulder as you fell on top of it in a weird position, your body folded awkwardly in a little corner of the tent. From your position, you could see the two brothers looking at you, shock was plastered on both of their faces, but you didn’t process it. All you could think about was the throbbing at the back of your head. You could already feel a bump forming there.

You placed your right hand on the woven mat and tried to push yourself up. You screamed out in pain as a jolt of pain went up your left shoulder. You quickly laid down again and closed your eyes as the headache worsened. You reached your right hand to your head again to hopefully soothe the pain and you winced as you touched the bump that had already formed there.

Suddenly, two shadows lurked above you and big hands took hold of your shoulder to turn you around so that you could lay on your back. You screamed out again as you were turned on your back. It felt as if a hot knife stabbed your shoulder over and over again, causing hot tears to run down your cheeks. You tried to look at the two people who were bent over you, but the tears blurred your view, and the pain was so intense that you couldn’t focus on the voices around you.

More voices were coming from beside you and you tried to blink away your tears quickly, wanting to see who were there. You looked to your left and you saw Jake and Neytiri first. They were standing in front of their two sons, who were looking down in shame. The person who was crouched down at your side, was Kiri. She was rubbing a thick, green paste on your shoulder. You opened your mouth to talk to her, but Jake’s voice rang through the silent hut, gaining you attention immediately.

‘What’s gotten into you, boy?’

Lo’aks voice was uncertain, and it cracked as he spoke. ‘D-dad... I am sorry... so sorry.’ Was he crying? You turned your head a little more to catch a glimpse of your friend, but another jolt of pain shot through your head. You closed your eyes as you winced.

The olo’eyktan scoffed. ‘You’re sorry? Is that all you have to say after you nearly killed her?’ Your stomach twisted at those words. Lo’ak threw you across the tent. Hard. You got injured because of him. You thought he would never hurt you. You made a promise when you were little, and you had always believed him. You had always trusted him. Today he broke that promise by throwing you to the other side of the tent. Anger and sadness flowed through your body, and you tried to get up again only to be stopped by Kiri.

She placed her hand on your non-injured shoulder and laid you back down gently. ‘Mawey (calm down), ma y/n.’ She signalled Mo’at to crouch down next to her, blocking your view of the three Sully men.

‘Your shoulder is dislocated,’ Mo’at said. ‘I can help you, but you have to sit up straight.’

Your eyes grew wide, and you only started feeling the immense pain and tingling in your shoulder when you looked at it. Your shoulder was starting to turn purple, and you could see it being deformed. ‘Oh, Eywa,’ you groaned as Mo’at helped you sit up straight.

‘I want you to take a deep breath, ma y/n,’ she said as she took hold of your wrist and straightened your arm. You nodded and did what you were told. After you exhaled, Mo’at pulled at your wrist, popping your shoulder back in place. A burning sensation went from that shoulder through your arm and you cursed as you screamed out in pain.

‘Mawey, my child. It is done,’ Mo’at said as she bandaged your arm in place. ‘You need to rest now.’

Hot tears flooded down your cheeks as you nodded. Kiri gave you some herbs that would help against your pain as she helped you get up from the floor. ‘I will take you to the lab,’ she said as she hooked her arm under yours and guided you to the entrance of the tshaik’s tent. Before you left, you turned around to thank Mo’at for helping you. ‘Irayo (thank you),’ you said and Mo’at nodded in return.

As you left the tent, you could hear Lo’ak yelling after you. ‘I am sorry, y/n! I didn’t mean to hurt you.’ You sighed as you ignored him and started your walk to the lab.

You slept terribly that night. Your arm was still in a sling and because of that, you couldn’t get into a comfortable position. Aside from the pain, your thoughts of Lo’ak kept you up as well. You kept replaying the scene where he threw you across the tent over and over in your head. Your best friend, the boy you also fell in love with, had hurt you. Not to mention he almost died during his iknimaya.

Lying awake for hours, you finally started to drift off into a slumber, the clock on your bedside table reading six am. The sun had already started to come up and rays of sunshine came through your curtains.

Your sleep was interrupted quickly by a knock on your door. You decided to ignore it in hopes of whoever was knocking, would go away. Unfortunately, they didn’t go away as the knocking increased, and the door opened while they called your name. ‘Y/n, wake up.’

You groaned as you recognised Spider’s voice. ‘You have to get out of bed, come on!’

You lifted your head off your pillow and looked at the clock with half-lidded eyes. 06:15. Did you really sleep for fifteen minutes? Not being in the mood for a hyperactive Spider right now, you rested your head back on your pillow and closed your eyes again. ‘Go away, Spider.’

The boy grabbed your blanket and pulled it off you, revealing you in a grey oversized t-shirt you stole from Norm’s avatar. ‘I don’t think you want to miss this,’ he said as he opened your curtains, letting rays of sunshine illuminate your room before he went through your closet, grabbing a tewng (loincloth) and a top for you to wear.

You sat up grumpily, reaching up your hand to comb through your messy hair. ‘What’s so important that you had do disrupt my sleep?’

‘Lo’ak is doing his iknimaya again,’ Spider said as he laid your clothes on your bed. You were surprised to see that your top matched your tewng; they were both a beautiful shade of light pink. You normally didn’t allow Spider to choose your outfit because he never looked at matching colours. He just grabbed the first thing within his reach.

‘Wait, he’s doing what?’ you just realised what he said, and you got out of bed quickly, which you immediately regretted when you felt a throbbing in your head. You groaned as you put a hand on your head.

Spider looked at you compassionately and put his hands on your arms, gently sitting you back down on your bed. ‘Norm gave me some painkillers for you. You should take them before you head to the village.’

You nodded as the boy rummaged through the pouch that was attached to his hips before handing you the painkillers. ‘I will wait for you,’ he said as he walked to your bedroom door. He had barely put his hand on the handle before he turned back around. ‘Do you need help getting dressed? You know… because of your shoulder.’

You smiled slightly as you shook your head. Spider was like a brother to you, but you wouldn’t feel very comfortable with him helping you get dressed. Judging from his look, he wasn’t very comfortable with it either, since he had a slight blush on his cheeks, and he was looking at the floor. ‘No, thank you, ma tsmukan.’

After Spider left, you tried to get dressed. Putting on your loincloth was no problem, but your top was a little more difficult. Luckily, the top was just a bundle of ropes and vines that slipped over your head easily and didn’t have to be tied up.

You weren’t very excited to see Lo’ak today; you were still mad at him for hurting you. He was your best friend however, so you did want to wish him goodbye as he went for his iknimaya again. The walk toward the village was quiet, for neither you nor Spider had anything to say. For you it was because you were tired and feeling too many emotions at once. For Spider it was because he was nervous Lo’ak would be injured again.

When you reached the village, you could see the Sully siblings standing together as Lo’ak got ready for his rite of passage. Spider greeted them and you could hear them talking, but your mind was only focussed on your best friend who, as soon as he laid his eyes on you, looked you up and down, his eyes lingering longer on your injured shoulder. You raised your eyebrows at him and opened your mouth to snap at him when Kiri’s voice caught your attention. ‘How did you sleep? Are you still in pain?’

You turned to her and saw that she was crouched down to your height while Tuk was watching over her shoulder intently. You sighed as you shook your head. ‘I couldn’t sleep at all last night. My shoulder hurts and I couldn’t get comfortable because of this stupid sling.’

Kiri examined your shoulder carefully and you followed her gaze. Your skin was not just purple anymore; it had also turned a bit green. ‘I will harvest some paywll (dapophet) for you today. It will help with the healing,’ Kiri said.

You didn’t have time to thank her as Jake’s voice caught everyone’s attention. ‘It is time,’ he put a hand on his youngest son’s shoulder as he guided him towards a group of na’vi that were waiting for him. Everyone cheered for Lo’ak and wished him good luck, and even though you were mad at him, you felt sad that you didn’t get the chance to talk to him before he left. You could see him turn around and you made contact with his beautiful, yellow eyes. You mouthed a ‘good luck’, before he was turned around again and walked out of the village.

You didn’t feel like talking to anyone that day, so you went back to the lab and tried to get some sleep again. However, after lying in bed for two hours, sleep still didn’t come, so you decided to watch some movies to kill the time. Not even halfway into the movie you picked, you got up and paced around your bedroom. Even though you didn’t like it, your mind kept going back to Lo’ak. You were worried about him; what if he got thrown of that cliff again?

Throughout the day, you kept the same routine: watch a movie for about thirty minutes, pace and think about your best friend, try to watch a movie again, pace again, trying to clean your room, pacing again, etc, etc.

It was now getting dark, and you were laying on your bed, watching a movie again. You were so tired from overthinking and doing nothing all day, that you had started to drift off into sleep. You had just become comfortable when Spider busted through the door. You yelped as your eyes flew open and you immediately got up from your comfortable position.

‘Why do you always wake me up when I’m finally falling asleep?’ you asked as you put your hand on your chest, trying to calm down your racing heart.

‘Because Lo’ak is back,’ he said with a big smile on his face.

‘Is he alright?’ you asked hesitantly. Last time he returned, he nearly died. You wanted to make sure that you could celebrate.

Spider laughed at you and shook his head. ‘Yes, you skxwang. He is alright.’

You released a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. He was alright. He was alive! ‘Thank you, great Mother,’ you whispered under your breath.

‘So…,’ Spider started, raising his eyebrows. ‘Are you coming to the party?’ you knitted your brows at the thought of celebrating tonight. You were still mad at him, and you didn’t feel like celebrating at all.

‘I don’t know,’ you said softly. ‘I am really mad at him.’ 

‘Because he threw you?’

‘Yes, he hurt me! He promised me he would never hurt me,’ you pouted.

Spider sighed as he took a step toward you. ‘You know he feels really bad about it, right? He won’t stop telling me how sorry he is. He acted in the heat of the moment. And you kind of got in between two fighting na’vi, which isn’t very smart either,’ he looked down, mumbling the last part, knowing he was right but afraid you would be mad at him too.

You knew you shouldn’t have stepped in between the two brothers, but you weren’t thinking. You didn’t want them to hurt each other any further. On the other hand, Lo’ak probably wasn’t thinking either, which is probably why he threw you. You sighed. Maybe you should apologize to him. But on the other hand, he did hurt you bad. ‘But he hurt me,’ you said after a couple of seconds. ‘He broke his promise.’ You wanted to stay mad at him, but you couldn’t. Not today. Not when he finally finished his iknimaya, one of the most important events of his life.

‘But he is still your friend, y/n. Even if you stay for only ten minutes, it will mean a lot to him.’

You nodded, knowing Spider was right. You were going to the party, and you would congratulate Lo’ak on his achievement. Then you would go home and hopefully get some sleep.

Music could be heard as you neared the village. The sound of drums and bongos filled your ears, and you could see a large crowd of na’vi dancing to the music. The atmosphere was bright and festive, a sharp contrast to how you were feeling. You tried to make your way through the crowd without hurting your arm, while looking for your best friend. Because everyone was so much taller than you, you had to crane your neck to look at their faces. By doing so, you didn’t pay attention to where you were going, resulting in you bumping into a muscled back.

‘Oh, I’m sorry!’ you said as they turned around. You recognised them immediately: Rawm. Rawm was one of the best warriors of the clan, he often went on patrol with Neteyam. You looked up at him as his muscular frame towered over you, making you feel even smaller than you normally did.

‘You’re y/n, right? Lo’aks little girlfriend,’ he said with a grin. Rawm was a great warrior, and he knew it, which is why he was always so full of himself.

You sighed as you heard his friends laugh. You just realised they had come to stand around the two of you and it made you feel very uncomfortable. ‘He is not my boyfriend,’ you said through gritted teeth.

‘I guess not. You wouldn’t want to be mated to someone who treats you like la’ang (pile of stinking, rotting animal matter),’ he said, looking at your injured shoulder.

‘It was an accident!’ you were already annoyed because you didn’t want to be here, and the fact that you didn’t like Rawm very much didn’t help either. You had to bite your lip to hold back another snarl and you balled your hands, your fingernails digging half-moons into your palms.

Rawm noticed your attitude and he raised his hands in surrender. ‘Right, it was an accident, I’m sorry.’ You looked at the ground and sighed, not wanting to talk to him anymore. You just wanted to talk to Lo’ak and head back home. ‘Why don’t you have a drink with us?’ Rawm asked as he shoved a bowl in your hand, making some of the liquid spill over your hand.

You weren’t a fan of the fermented fruit the na’vi drank on special occasions like these. It tastes very sweet, but it has a bitter underlying taste to it. It was much stronger than the alcohol humans drink, your tiny body couldn’t even handle one portion. You drank it only once and woke up with a hangover the next day, while your friends were doing just fine.

You attemped to give Rawm the bowl back, but he pushed it toward you again. ‘I don’t drink,’ you stated as you tried to push it back.

The warrior hissed at you, still not taking the bowl. ‘You should drink some, maybe it would cheer you up. You are always so grumpy.’ You rolled your eyes at his comment and put the bowl to your lips. You weren’t planning on drinking tonight, but you wanted to get to Lo’ak as fast as possible. If drinking this meant Rawm would leave you alone and you could go to Lo’ak, you would chug it as fast as you could.

Rawm and his friends cheered you on as you took big gulps of the sweet but bitter liquid. You were over halfway through when you pushed the drink away from your lips, knowing you would feel nauseous if you had any more. You slammed the bowl into Rawm’s chest, making the liquid spill over his abdomen and tewng. ‘Here, I drank your stupid drink, are you happy now?!’

You could hear him hissing and shouting at you as you quickly walked away from him. You knew you’d better not pick a fight with the best warrior of the clan, but this night, you couldn’t care less. All you thought about was finding Lo’ak and apologizing to him and to finally have him in your arms again.  

As you made your way through the crowd, the effects of the drink started to kick in. You were starting to feel a bit dizzy, and everything felt like a blur. After a couple of minutes, you’ve searched through the whole crowd, but you couldn’t find your friend. There was only one place left for you to look, and that was his kelku. The closer you got to his kelku, the more muffled the music got, something that your head greatly appreciated, and when you finally reached the entrance, you heard voices coming from inside. You couldn’t make out what they were saying but you recognized Lo’aks voice immediately.

A smile formed on your face when you heard his voice and you stepped into the opening of his kelku. ‘Hey, Lo’ak, congratulations on your iknimaya. I wanted to- ‘you stopped dead in your tracks as your heart sank at the sight in front of you. Your smile faded immediately when you saw Lo’ak standing in the middle of the tent with his hands on another girl’s waist whilst he was kissing her.

Both na’vi stopped their kissing immediately when they heard your voice, and you could see shock forming on both of their faces. ‘Y/n-’ your best friend started as he moved toward you, but you put your hand up, stopping him quickly.

‘How dare you, Lo’ak? I have been looking for you all night long! There is a party going on for you and all you do is this?!’ you threw your hands in the air, signalling at the scene in front of you.

‘Y/n…,’ Lo’ak started to walk toward you again and tears welled up in your eyes. Nothing had hurt you more than seeing the love of your life kissing another girl. You were expecting him to be talking to his father, or celebrating with his siblings, but not… this. Your friend tried to grab your hands, but you pulled them away quickly. ‘Please, let me explain,’ he pleaded, ears clinging to his head in frustration.

‘No,’ you said as you felt a tear run down your cheek. ‘I don’t want to hear anything from you,’ you said, and with that, you left. You ran away from his kelku and through the crowd, pushing aside anyone who was standing in your way. You could hear Lo’ak calling your name behind you when you entered the quiet forest, but you chose to ignore him. The alcohol combined with the bioluminescence from everything around you made you dizzy, making it hard for you to orientate yourself. You ran as fast as your legs could carry you and it felt as if your heart was beating out of your chest. Your ears were ringing, but you could still hear that beautiful but annoying voice behind you.

You didn’t want to talk to Lo’ak. Not after you saw him kissing another girl. You knew you wouldn’t be able to mate with him, but it still hurt. You weren’t expecting him to find someone so quickly because he never talked about another girl. For you it felt like he had only eyes for you, and you thought other girls didn’t exist for him. You thought the moments you two spent together were special. You thought he sometimes even flirted with you. Oh, how delusional you were. Turns out he had feelings for another girl all along.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t hear the footsteps catching up to you. You were suddenly grabbed by your arm and pulled back, making you stop running and bump into a blue, muscled chest. Lo’aks chest. ‘Stop running away from me,’ he said harshly.

You took a couple of steps back, as far as the na’vi allowed you to while holding your arm in his iron grip. You were mere inches away from him and looking up to his face, you immediately locked eyes with him. His gaze was strong, and you felt your cheeks turn hot. Suddenly you couldn’t stop thinking about his hand that left a tingling sensation on your arm. The hand that had been on another girl’s waist just minutes before, you reminded yourself. His hand felt dirty now and you yanked your arm back as hard as you could, but ironically, it didn’t move an inch. Lo’aks grip of you tightened, but it didn’t hurt you, he made sure of that now.

‘Let me go!’ you snarled at him.

‘Not until you tell me what’s going on. Why are you running away from me?’ his voice turned a little softer when he asked you that. His gaze was still fierce, but you noticed worry started to appear.

‘Because you are such a prick, Lo’ak!’ you shouted as you tried to yank your arm again, but still, to no avail. Lo’ak didn’t tighten his hold this time, but he didn’t loosen it either. Instead, he pulled you a little closer. Not so close that your bodies were touching, but you could feel the heat coming off his body. The sensation made goosebumps run down your spine and your cheeks heat up again.

‘Oh yeah? Why?’ he asked as he narrowed his eyes, still looking intently into yours.

You didn’t mean to tell him everything, but your emotions combined with the alcohol in your blood made it hard to think properly, especially with his body this close to yours. ‘Because you were with another girl! I wanted to apologise to you for being so reckless when you fought with Neteyam, because it was not your fault. I shouldn't have stepped in between you two. It is my fault that I am hurt, not yours. I wanted to apologise so we could celebrate your victory together, like we were supposed to do. But instead, you decided your time was better spend kissing some other girl!’ Tears welled up in your eyes, but you tried to blink them back. No way you were going to cry in front of him.

‘I’m sorry I kissed her then! Why does it bother you so much?’ As soon as those words left his mouth, you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks. You looked down as you swallowed down a sob. You would have to tell him the truth. This was the moment you would ruin your friendship forever. Every moment spent with Lo’ak would just be a memory now. You bit your lip as you tried to find the courage to tell him how you truly felt. You looked up at him and took a shaky breath. His fierce eyes pierced into yours and you noticed something else in his gaze. Was it anger? Grief? Or was he nervous? You really couldn’t tell as your vision blurred from the tears in your eyes.

‘Because…’ you took another shaky breath, dread pooling into your stomach. ‘Because I love you, you skxwang.’

Lo’aks eyes widened, and he dropped down to his knees while still towering over you. He was silent, way too silent for your liking. You tried to read his face; it was plastered in shock. You didn’t know if it was a good sign or not. Your heartbeat started to quicken, and you didn’t dare look at him anymore, so you looked down at the ground. You messed up. For good.

‘I-I’m sorry,’ was all you could stammer. ‘I don’t know why I said that. You probably think I’m weird, because why would I fall for my best friend who isn’t even human. You don’t even like me. And I know I ruined our friendship- ‘you were cut off by his lips slamming onto yours. You stood still like that for a couple of seconds, registering the fact that he was kissing you. You snapped out of it quickly as his hand that was holding your arm, glided down to your hand, engulfing your tiny hand into his much larger one. You raised your heels do deepen the kiss, wishing your other arm wouldn’t be in a sling so you could throw your arm around his neck. You silently thanked the newest technology for making it possible for you to breath Pandoran air without a mask. Without a simple injection, you would never be able to kiss Lo’ak.

It was Lo’ak who finally broke the kiss. You both looked at each other, catching your breath from the long kiss. You looked at him with flushed cheeks. You didn’t know what to say. It was him who spoke first.

‘I love you too, y/n,’ his voice was barely above a whisper, and he squeezed your hand slightly. ‘I have loved you for as long as I can remember.’

A smile crept on your face while hearing this. So he had been flirting with you! But why was he kissing someone just minutes before?

‘But why did you kiss her?’ you asked.

Lo’ak sighed and bowed his head in shame. ‘I was afraid you wouldn’t have feelings for me. When I hurt you yesterday, I was sure I fucked up. I thought things between us would never be the same again, so I looked for another woman. I knew Vineya had feelings for me, and she is a great hunter, so I wanted to give it a chance. To forget you.’ He paused for a second before lifting his head again and looking into your eyes. His eyes were filled with hurt and shame, and it pained you to see him like this. ‘But I could never forget you, I am so sorry,’ he said.

You responded to him with a hug, resting your chin on his shoulder while standing on your tippy toes. ‘You are forgiven,’ you whispered. ‘I am sorry too. For putting myself in danger and for calling you a prick.’

The boy chuckled. ‘It’s okay. I deserved it.’

You shook your head and released him from your embrace. ‘No, you don’t deserve it, Lo’ak. You are a good man.’

He smiled at that and thanked you before grabbing your face in both of his hands and leaning down to kiss you again. You felt a blush creep on your cheeks as you returned the kiss.

Lo’ak broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. ‘Oel ngati kameie,’ he said.

Your stomach was filled with butterflies when you responded with a big smile. ‘Oel ngati kameie.’

[tallulah477]

Pretty, Pretty Panties

Kinkmas Day 3: Lingerie/Stockings

Pairing: Lo’ak x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: AgedUp!Lo’ak, Grinding (cause I can’t think of a better word for this?), Size Difference

Word Count: 1.9K

A/N: I was trying to see if there was a specific word for this kind of sex act and Google decided to bring me hurtling back into the world of Urban Dictionary and y’all . . . Urban Dictionary is WILD

A/N 2: I have exactly zero other prompts prepped after this one so this is going to be exactly like Kinktober lmao

Summary: Lo’ak has always been intrigued by human items, but your panties may just be his favorite of them all.

Translations:

Tawtute - Human

Olo’eyktan - Clan Leader

Tewng - Loincloth

Yawne - Beloved

Lo’ak’s always been intrigued by human items.

It’s only natural - his father was a human, long before Eywa granted him a new life permanently in the body of his Avatar. He, himself, is undeniably part human. The hair on his brow bones and extra finger on both of his hands are features that can only ever come from one place, telling the story of his unique family lineage and the source of his low self-esteem during his teenage years. 

He’s since grown out of the self-hatred his different traits brought upon him, learning to accept who he is and be proud of his differences despite where they come from. Besides, not all humans are bad. His grandmother had told them once that the humans that stayed behind on Pandora after the first war were all part Na’vi - not in looks, of course, but in soul. They are the ones who fought for peace, who heard the call of Eywa, even with their tiny, round tawtute ears, and earned their place amongst The People despite looking like the enemy. 

His father was one of them, a long time ago, and he became Toruk Makto with his hairy eyebrows and extra fingered hands. It used to be suffocating, to be drowning under the shadow of such a successful man, always feeling like a disappointment, a failure, and never knowing if he was ever going to be half the man his father is. But things are different now. Lo’ak is older and wiser, and he can proudly say he feels honored to share in those similarities with such a great man. 

Human DNA is in his veins, their technology now a staple in the Omatikaya Clan, introduced at the insistence of his father. Throat comms wrap around the necks of every hunter and warrior, tablets are used to help keep track and categorize supplies of both the clan’s reserves as well as the outpost’s inventory. Every warrior must go through vigorous gun training, learning how to handle the weapon, how to shoot and reload with military precision. The bad humans are gone now, with no sight of ever looking like they’re going to return, but the Olo’eyktan does not take chances, and he will not have his family run out of their home ever again. 

Lo’ak knows it all, his long blue fingers fiddling with any piece of technology confidently. But it’s not just technology he’s interested in. He’s tried clothes before, stealing the largest t-shirt he could find from one of the science guys just to try it. It fit, but just barely, the material stretching across his lean shoulders a little too tightly and feeling way too constricting for his own taste, the bottom hem stopping about halfway down his torso. You laughed when you saw it, tears filling your eyes as you pointed at his midriff just barely able to gasp out the words ‘crop top’ through your full bodied laughter.

The shirt didn’t work for him, he was okay with that. He was curious, he tried, he learned - and that was that. He never really thought he would want to go around wearing tawtute clothing even if they would have fit him right.

You, on the other hand . . .

. . . well, those panties fit you perfectly.

It’s not like humans go out in their underwear, and Spider is the only human bold enough to regularly walk around in a tewng, so Lo’ak only finds out exactly what’s underneath those annoying layers of tawtute clothing when the two of you start fucking around. The chest covering, a ‘bra’ you called it, is completely unnecessary. There’s no need to cover up as much as humans do, and to hide such perfect tits in an uncomfortable wired cradle is a torture that he will never understand why someone would put themselves through, and, frankly, it’s a slight against Eywa to cover up such gifts. 

The panties though? Yeah, they can stay. They look so much like a tewng, covering your most intimate parts like a privacy cover, only missing the front flap to make them identical in look. You have different ones - different colors, different textures, and different styles that show various levels of undress for your perfect ass. 

Lo’ak loves them all, but currently, the one’s he’s fucking are his favorite. 

It’s a tiny thing, like you, light pink with a cute little bow in the front, and the soft material feels like heaven on his cock as he glides through your wet folds. 

You look so good underneath him, hair splayed out like a halo on your pillow as you gasp and whine every time the head of his cock slides over your clit, tiny hands fisting into the sheets for support as his own hands push your knees back against your chest to keep you spread open. 

You’re still wearing your panties, and a part of him wants to growl in frustration and rip the delicate material from your body for not being able to have an unobscured visual of your puffy pussy. But you’re so wet, so so wet that the panties have all but become transparent with your slick, making them sticky and see through enough that he can see both the outline of your labia and his length as he rubs against you underneath it. 

He shivers as he thrusts faster, the wetness of your arousal making the slip across your swollen clit all the more easy, and a growled moan escapes him as the wet sounds your pussy makes at the increased pace invade his ears. The tip of his cock is nudging against the wet fabric with each pass, the large bulge pushing the material away from your body with each thrust just from the sheer size of him. The underside of your panties is dragging against the length of his cock, working in unison with your silky pussy against the underside to tease him into insanity. 

Your whines get louder, hips twisting in response to the never ending stimulation on the sensitive bundle of nerves, dripping hole clenching around nothing, begging to be filled. “Lo’ak, please,” 

He hums at the sound of his name, his name, moaned in that beautiful voice of yours, eyes flicking up from the obscene view of where your bodies are meeting to your face. “Yes, yawne? What can I do for you?”

“P-please, fuck me,” You beg. Your legs are trembling in his hold, desperate to kick out and wrap around his hips to try and pull him in. “Please,”

“Hm,” He grins, sharp canines on display, glittering in the fluorescent lighting of your bedroom. “Does my pretty girl feel empty? Need some big Na’vi cock to fill you up?”

You nod, frantically, heat pooling in your cheeks as the coil in your belly tightens at the thought of his cock splitting you open. You want it so badly, want to feel his length push into you, want to experience it as it keeps pushing, filling you up more and more and feeling like it might never stop. You want to see that bulge currently working underneath the cover of your sticky panties in your stomach instead - want to watch it disappear as he pulls out only to reappear again when he thrusts back in, deeper and deeper as he fucks your cunt so good in a way you know only he ever could. 

He wants that too, wants to feel what your gummy walls feel like wrapped around his cock. He knows the sight would just about kill him, to see your soaking hole stretch to its limits trying to take a cock that’s way too big for you. How suffocatingly tight you would feel, to finally be inside you (or at least as much inside as he can fit).  

He can’t help it, he just wants to see what it looks like, and he stops the tortuous drag of his cock along your clit to slide down the length of your pussy. One of his hands let go of your thigh to pull your panties to the side, mouth watering at the sight of your soaked core and puffy clit now completely visible to his hungry gaze. His breathing is shaky when he presses the tip of his cock against your tight entrance, the head rubbing gently at the pulsing hole as you mewl underneath him.

“Lo,” You moan, back arching as you try to push your hips down further against him. “More,”

“More, huh?” Lo’ak groans, pressing just a little bit harder against you and watching as your entrance gives under the pressure, trying to stretch around him and welcome him in. “This slutty little pussy wants more? So greedy,”

Your wide eyes glisten with unshed tears, red rimmed and watery from the way he’s teasing you. He won’t push in, won’t give you anything more than the small presses of pressure against your sopping hole, just enough to get you to start to stretch around the tip only to snap back when the pressure releases. “Lo’ak, please!” 

His fangs dig into his bottom lip, a soft growl echoing through the room as he steels himself to be strong. You’re not ready, he’s too big and he doesn’t want to hurt you. You gasp when he pushes against your entrance again, cock slipping against your wetness and running up your slit and across your clit roughly making you jump. 

Lo’ak releases his hold on your panties, letting the soaked garment snap back in place over your cunt and his heated length. 

“Can’t,” He grunts, once again beginning the agonizing stimulation of him sliding against your pussy. The soaked squelching sounds as his cock glides against your clit are obscene and wonderful, and your responding moans and whines sound even better as his ears flick to catch the sound. “Wanna fuck your pretty, pretty panties.”

Your hands latch onto Lo’ak’s wrists, nails digging into his skin as the coil in your belly tightens up more. The bite from your nails only intensifies the feeling, and Lo’ak can feel his own orgasm barreling towards him, and fuck, only you can make him feel like this without any penetration at all. 

It’s all wet in your pretty panties, all wet and gooey, and your arousal soaks his cock so good as he rocks against your soft folds. The fabric of the panties are rubbing against the head of his cock with each thrust, the added sensation only adding to the intensity. And when you cum, back arched and whimpering his name as he slides against your clit over and over and over again, dripping hole clenching around nothing as your body shakes with pleasure, the sight sends him over the edge, too. 

His orgasm hits him hard, ropes of pearly release painting your sensitive pussy and the inside of your pretty pink panties as he moans. Slowly, he pulls his cock out from underneath the fabric, letting the panties press back in place over your cunt with the sticky mess he left behind between you and the ruined material. 

And you look so beautiful like that, so sexy as you lie there, panting and looking like you just got fucked within an inch of your life despite the fact that you didn’t even take his tip, let alone his entire cock. The pink panties are pretty, and you wear them so well. 

But now he can’t help but wonder if you maybe have a pair in blue too.

**Special thanks to @neteyamsyawntu for the prompt!

Taglist: @eywaite @loaksulluyswife @erenjaegerwifee @f-cklife @beautiful-brown-skin-05 @anastasia1777-blog @localjasmine @tsewtx @skywonder @neteyamswillow

[tinkerbelle05]

I'm thinking of getting back into writing atwow again. So if anyone’s gotta a request, just send them. But especially for Lo’ak, Neteyam, and Ao’nung.

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[erenjaegerwifee]

Summers In Pandora Masterlist

🌸I firstly want to say a quick thank you to @neteyamsoare and @inlovewithpandora for making this beautiful prompt list and I’m so happy to be able to write it!

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Day One: Age gap // Jake

Day Two: One bed // Lo'ak

Day Three: Angry/Hate sex // Lo'ak

Day Four: Discipline // Neytiri

Day Five: Jealousy // Neteyam

Day Six: Choking // Ao’nung

Day Seven: Make up sex // Jake

Day Eight: Corruption // Jake

Day Nine: Morning Sex // Neteyam  

Day Ten: Lactation // Neteyam

Day Eleven: Somnophilia // Tsireya

Day Twelve: Mirror Sex // Tsireya

Day Thirteen: Sex Pollen // Neteyam

Day fourteen: Dilf/ Milf // Neytiri

Day Fifteen: Drunk Sex // Neteyam

Day Sixteen: One Night Stand // Lo'ak

Day Seventeen: Quickies // Tsireya

Day Eighteen: Forced Proximity // Neteyam

Day Nineteen: Dirty Talk // Lo'ak

Day Twenty: Recording/ Sex Tape // Neteyam

Day Twenty-One: Submission // Ao'nung

Day Twenty-Two: Friends with Benefits // Neteyam

Day Twenty Three: Mutal Masturbation // Neteyam

Day Twenty Four: Cowgirl/ Reverse Cowgirl // Lo'ak

Day Twenty Five: Exhibition/ Voyeurism // Tsireya

Day Twenty Six: Breeding/ Mating Press // Jake

Day Twenty Seven: Degradation // Jake

Day Twenty Eight: Caught Masturbating // Neteyam

Day Twenty Nine: Manhandling // Neteyam

Day Thirty: Shower/Ocean/River // Neteyam

Day Thirty One: Body Worship/ Praising // Tsireya

[inlovewithpandora]

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Day One — Age Gap // Tonowari

Day Two — One Bed // Neteyam

Day Three — Angry/Hate Sex // Lo’ak

Day Four — Discipline // Neytiri

Day Five — Jealousy // Tsu’tey

Day Six — Choking // Ao’nung

Day Seven — Makeup Sex // Neteyam

Day Eight — Corruption // Tonowari

Day Nine — Morning Sex // Jake Sully

Day Ten — Lactation // Jake Sully

Day Eleven — Somnophilia // Tsireya

Day Twelve — Mirror Sex // Neteyam

Day Thirteen — Sex Pollen // Lo’ak

Day Fourteen — Dilf/Milf // Jake Sully

Day Fifteen — Drunk Sex // Neteyam

Day Sixteen — One Night Stand // Lo’ak

Day Seventeen — Quickies // Lo’ak

Day Eighteen — Forced Proximity // Ao’nung

Day Nineteen — Dirty Talk // Neteyam

Day Twenty — Recording/Sex Tape // Spider

Day Twenty One — Submission // Lo’ak

Day Twenty Two — Friends With Benefits // Lo’ak

Day Twenty Three — Mutual Masturbation // Neteyam

Day Twenty Four — Cowgirl/Reverse Cowgirl // Lo’ak

Day Twenty Five — Exhibition/Voyeurisum // Tsireya

Day Twenty Six — Breeding/Mating Press // Ao’nung

Day Twenty Seven — Degradation // Ao’nung

Day Twenty Eight — Caught Masturbating // Ao’nung

Day Twenty Nine — Manhandling // Tonowari

Day Thirty — Shower/Ocean/River // Ralak

Day Thirty One — Body Worship/Praising // Ao’nung

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[nelissecrectplace]

Refuge

part 1 | next

aonung x !Sully! reader.

Word count: 4.7k

Language: Tsahík- spiritual leader of the clan, Skxáwng - idiot

description: Your family seeks refuge with the Metkayina clan. You are met with a boy that takes your breath away but you did not know the sadist that lived under those eyes. He was cruel and mean too your sibling and you so why did your heart still beat for him? Why is he more gentle when it comes too you?

Exhaustion, the only word to describe how you felt after the days of traveling to the reefs clans home. You payed no mind to the na’vi’s gathering around as you landed your ikran. Hopping off all you felt was a overwhelming uncomfortable feeling as the sand seemed to burn your feet and the suns fire danced across your body. There were no trees to hide yourself no soft grass to calm the ache of your feet as the grains of sand seemed to be on fire. The heat was unbearable and it only seemed to get more suffocating as the crowd around you thickened.

Your father approached with his hands up showing you meant no hard as he approached the people. You lazily followed behind him feeling discouraged and weak from your travels. Kiri seeming to notice your state took your hand in hers giving it a comfortable squeeze. She led you to stand behind your parents, being a good big sister and guiding you. Lo’ak and Neteyam were right next to them allowing the strange Na’vi to examine them. You could not understand how your older brothers were always so bold never lacking confidence. It was funny because Lo’ak was born just a few minutes ahead of you but the two of you could not be anymore different.

Suddenly the crowd parted as a clearly entitled na’vi made his was to the front. His eyes seemed to burn into your family as he scanned you all. You did not miss how he ignored your brothers greeting simply staring through them as if they were not even there. Normally you would feel offended but you could not seem to process the boys disrespect as you eyes scanned his body. He was not like the Omaticaya warriors you were use too seeing, he had a strong large build with a tatoo from his neck to bicep. A feeling of desire swirled in your belly as you took him , Eywa he was beautiful.

Seeming to notice your state his menacing ocean eyes met yours. He scanned your body as if he was taking in every detail. You had not realized you were holding your breath until his gaze tore away from you as he turned to talk to a shorter na’vi. A snickers left his lips as he turned back to you and your sister motioning to your tails. Suddenly your stomach dropped as embarrassment took over, hiding next to kiri you attempted to shield yourself from their gazes. Their laughing did not last long though as a beautiful na’vi hit them both as she whispered a scolding you could not hear.

Looking to your brother you saw him take her in with a awestruck gaze. You could not help but giggle at Lo’ak obviousness as you watch him, god your twin was such an skxáwng. The Amused feeling soon vanished as the chief made a grand display announcing his arrival. Nerves took over as your father conversed with the chief and your mother and the Tsahík butted heads. Suddenly the intimidating woman was making strides towards you and kiri and every bone in your body told you too flee as you tensed.

“Look at these tails they will be useless in the water!” Grabbing your tail harshly she examined it with her hands almost as if making a point. Letting out a faint cry of pain you were quick to take your tail back an annoyed expression painted on your face. The woman paid no mind as she continue to rudely take your sisters and Lo’aks hand and lift them in the air.

“They have demon blood!” Voice accusatory she embarrassed your sibling. You felt your blood boil as you watched her, how dare she! A hiss escaped your lips as you stared at the woman fury in your eyes but your father was quick to take the attention away from your act of disrespect. He displayed his hand countering her point and leaving her silent. The woman made her way back to her husbands side and as if they were communicating with their eyes they looked to each-other. You wished they did not grant you uturu after that dehumanizing display but your father seemed please with the outcome. All you felt was sadness weigh down your heart, wishing you were home.

“My daughter Tsireya and my son Ao’nung will teach your kids the way of are people.” At the news the young girl seemed to light up her smile lightning your mood slightly. Her excitement was contagious you could not deny that. The boy with the ocean eyes did not seem as please as words of defilement left his lips but he was quickly shut down. You could not deny that you were slightly exited to have such an attractive teacher, especially if you had to go through an iknimaya again. It felt foolish going through a rite of passage at 18 but you must learn the way of these people.

Tsireya was full of joy as she helped you take your stuff to your pod. You felt a slight comfort watching her prance along. Though your amusement did not last long as your arms seemed to scream at the weight of your load, arms slightly shaking. You moved slower than the others with similar loads to you but you were the only one who seems to struggle. Strength had never been your fortes, you became a warrior because of your speed definitely not raw strength, unlike your brothers.

“Your flimsy arms can’t even hold such a small load.” You felt a blush cascade over your face as his ocean eyes pierced yours. The boy you knew as Ao’nung had a smirk plastered across his face as he looked back at you clearly amused by your struggling.

“I-I am fine” The lie left your lips in a tone filled with struggle. You felt embarrassed that his first impression of you was a weak na’vi who could not even haul her load. The man only shot you an unimpressed look as he walked towards you. Ao’nung only shot you a glare that made your stomach flip nervously as he lightened your load, taking a few things from your grasp. A sigh of relief left your lips as you slightly jogged to catch up the na’vi already a few strides ahead of you.

“Thank you!” A smile threatened to breach your lips as you looked at the boy.

“Don’t think much of it forest girl, I do not like you freaks in my village.” As his words hit your ears you felt your ears droop. The temporary happiness quickly vanished as you were at a lost for words gaze casted away. What a great start to your life in the clan….

It had been 2 days since your arrival and today was to be the first training in the Metkayina way. You were suppose to meet Roxto Tsireya and Ao’nung near the ilu saddles. You were filled with excitement as you walked next to Lo’ak to the locations as Kiri and Neteyam led, Tuk had her own personal tutor due to being 12 years she would not need to learn some of the things her older siblings were. You had no fears for your little sister as you anticipated your own lessons, hoping to feel a little less useless in these foreign lands.

“God, your excitement is gonna make me puke.” Slightly pushing you Lo’ak rolled his eyes playfully.

“Don’t act as if you are not filled with joy to see the chiefs daughter!” Teasing your twin you pinched his cheek as he hissed.

“As if I have not seen you eyeing the future chief.”

“How-”

“I am your twin y/n we are different but I know you as if you are myself.”

A blushed painted your cheeks as you avoided your brothers knowing gaze. You knew twin telepathy was a myth but moments like these you felt as if the boy could read your mind.

“Whatever.” Quickening your pase you caught up with Neteyam and Kiri hoping to join their conversation to avoid Lo’aks teasing. Your twin only laughed at your actions jogging to catch up too the three of you. Kiri and Neteyam shot the both of you a questioning look but payed no mind as they approached a waiting Tsireya.

“Oh, good morning! I have been waiting, the boys are already in the water.” After a short sweet greeting the girl ushered the 4 of you into the water. She dived in so gracefully it left you slightly taken aback. How could someone be so effortlessly perfect?

Lo’ak who wore a similar expression wasted no time to jump in with Neteyam. The two boys made whoops as they splashed in the water, it was an ungraceful sight compared to Tsireyas display. Slightly hesitant you looked to kiri for reassurance and your older sister gave you just that. Taking your hand in hers you both walked to the edge launching yourself into the water.

As the water calmed around you your eyes prided opened taking in your surrounding. If you were not underwater the sight itself would have taken your breath away, it was beautiful. Kiri, who also seemed entranced by the beauty shared your look of awe. You did not bother to stop your sister as she wandered away knowing the girls entrancement with wild life, you simply followed your brothers in front of you. You took the chance they went up for air to call too then allowing them to stop and wait for you.

“Hurry y/n these guys are fast as hell!” Lo’aks voice called out as he grabbed your arm pulling you towards them. Neteyam had his face in the water watching the na’vi below you.

“They are doing weird signs but I think they want us to follow.” Neteyam informed you as he took a deep breath and dove back in. You felt a wave of dread as he did so feeling your lungs already burn. Resentfully you took a deep breath and followed the boys, but it was no hope as the Metkayina were far too fast and could hold their breath for much longer. Before you knew it the three of you were back at the surface gasping for breath.

“I-I can not” You spat out between breath as you looked at you brother. They shot you a sympathetic look before the other breached the water next to you.

“You are not good divers, maybe good at swinging through trees-” Interrupting her brothers rude comment Tsireya smacked him on his head. You could not help but let a weak giggle out in between your struggle to catch your breath.

“We do not understand this finger talk.” Said Neteyam.

“We will teach you.” Tsireya said in a calm voice as she looked at each one of you. You caught Ao’nung rolling his eyes in the back, it was no doubt that he was not happy to be lumped in.

“Where is kiri?” Suddenly the boy Roxto asked as he looked around the group.

“She is near where we dove in.”

“We’ll then let’s head there, you guys need breathing practice” With a giggle Tsireya dove back into the water leading the way. A full body sigh left you lips, knowing you would have to go under again.

“Don’t drown on the way back forest girl.” You felt hot breath on your neck as the familiar voice of Ao’nung spoke so close to you. Goosebumps seemed to rise on your skin where his breath touched. You had no words to say as you turned to look at the ocean blue eyes that were soon torn away from your gaze as he dove under.

“Skxáwng!”

𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅

After what seemed like hours of swimming you made it back too shore. Your stamina was far from small yet you felt a slight drowsiness overtake you as you walked onto the beach. It was almost as if your lungs were tired, a feeling you had not felt before. You were most grateful that your new activity did not include holding your breath but learning to breath. You would be lying if you said you did not find Tsireyas explanation confusing, weren’t you breathing right now?

It seemed as though Lo’ak shared your confusion because as the lesson progressed the two of you seemed to be the only ones not getting it. It did not help that Tsireya flirtatiously placed her hand on Lo’aks stomach sending the poor na’vi even more off course than before. A slight laugh left your lips at your twins reaction finding his flustered state amusing.

“Do not laugh when you are not doing any better” Cutting your amusement short that annoyingly smooth voice entered your ears. His tone was laced with annoyance as he poked at you.

“Yet I do not see you being of any help.” a sarcastic smile painted your face as you turned too meet his eyes.

“Do not blame me for your lack of skill.”Suddenly Ao’nung’s voice darken in a way as his eyes scanned your form. This caught the attention of Neteyam, offended for a reason you could not understand.

“Watch how you talk too my sister.” Neteyam was quick too jump in his voice stern as Lo’ak was peering from behind him.

“Woah, woah, woah let’s calm down a bit.” Tsireya jumped between the two males with a nervous smile on her face.

“Let’s separate into small groups, keep things peaceful and help the ones struggling!” Clapping her hands together the girl looked around with a hopeful look. The group muttered an agreement as Tsireya was quick to separate na’vi into groups of three. Of course you were stuck with Ao’nung while the others were spread between Rotxo and Tsireya.

“We shall separate for more focus, teach some signs too them as well!” Scoffing Ao’nung turned away from his sister and began to walk away. Tsireya motioned for you to follow the grouchy man and you did just that. Dragging your feet behind the taller na’vi you felt your mood sour at his obvious attitude.

No words left his lips as you were left staring at his back. In your opinion he was blessed with a very nice back. You could see bits off his tattoo from his neck at the top of his shoulder and it was obvious that he was a warrior. His frame was strong and hard most likely the result of his training and endless hours of swimming. It was almost as if you were in a trance as you admired him from behind caught up in the way his muscles slightly moved as his defined arms swayed at his sides.

Abruptly stopping your brain did not have any time to process until you slammed into the na’vi, a slight gasp left your lips at the impact. In attempt to back up you stumbled on your own feet landing swiftly on the ground. A slight groan left your lips as you made contact with the sand. You had no time to catch your breath before ao’nung was turned around, wearing an amused expression as he looked at you.

“Try too pay some attention forest girl.” It was now Ao’nungs turn to wear a sarcastic smile as his eyes looked over your fallen form. Embarrassed, you quickly rose dusting the sand off your backside. You avoided his judging eyes as you placed yourself on the rock you assumed was going too be the place he would teach you.

“Hmm no words now?” Cocking his head too the side he worn his signature smirk, placing himself in front of you. You felt your heart best against your ribs as his eyes bore into you.

“I am sorry.” Avoiding his gaze you whispered a response. A purple hue painted across your face. A light chuckle met your ears as his eyes stayed glued too your face.

“Let’s start with signing than, if you even can with… those fingers.”

Casting your gaze too your four finger hands you subconsciously laced them together. Tucking your pinky finger in you felt slight shame. Your gaze did not move from your lap.

Slightly annoyed by your unmoving eyes Ao’nung reached for your face. His finger rested under your chin bringing your eyes too his. He wore a satisfied expression as his eyes bore into yours.

“Eyes on me forest girl.”

Your efforts too push down the rising feelings for the ocean boy seemed fruitless. Every attempt to gaslight yourself seemed futile because as soon as his eyes met yours the butterflies ragged in your stomach. It did not seem to matter how much insults he threw at you, if anything it got you even more hooked. He would say mean words but his actions did not match his tone as he would gently guide you into the correct position or take you away from the group too help you out.

Although his sweet behaviors did not extend too your siblings. Ao’nung was often cut throat and mean too them. It made you conflicted and sad. You did not wish too feel these things for someone who was cruel too your twin, too your older siblings. Thank Eywa Tsireya was there to intervene most of the time. She was even the one too teach you how to stay on an ilu. She had insisted on teaching you and Kiri hoping that her brother would warm up too the sully boys after teaching them too ride.

Her hopes did not get her very far as Ao’nung was a stubborn man, his high rank did not help his attitude. He taught your brother too ride masterfully but he was not gentle in his teachings. He argued that it was obviously effective as you could only ride bear back, helpless in a saddled ilu. It made you embarrassed that he brought up your lack of skill in front of the others.

You were quick to shy away from their gazes picking at your hands. Kiri had been a natural at almost everything they had throw at her while you were the opposite. Even Lo’ak caught onto things faster than you! It was clear that your skills did not lie in the water. On the other hand Ao’nungs mood over the weeks only seemed to get worse as he was always stuck with your brothers.

After what Ao’nung would describe as a horrid day he was preparing too hunt with his friend. Tsireya had released you and kiri early as the lesson on healing was rather short due too your guys prior knowledge. You had gone too pick the two of you some fruit, and on the way back you were met with a dreadful sight. Ao’nung was obviously harassing your sister as his friend surrounded her, snickering at Ao’nungs action and words. It made your blood boil as he grabbed for her hands, Kiri obviously uncomfortable and trying too get away.

You had never been the confrontational type but your normal timid personality seemed thrown out the window as you rushed towards you sister. The basket of fruit was long forgotten as your legs carried you too her at record speed. Throwing the fruit in your hand at the taller na’vi a hiss breached your lips as you shoved him with your momentum. The force made Ao’nung and you stumble back slightly.

“Do not touch my sister!”

Ao’nung ears perked up as a smirk plastered on his face at your tone. He was use too a relatively quite y/n. Sometimes you would insult him back but other than that you were quite and flustered during your interactions with him. He had never seemed too be able to hit a nerve like he did with your other siblings and he felt a foreign feeling as you looked at him with fury in your yellow eyes.

“Another four fingered freak enters the scene!”

A series of chuckles were heard as his freakish looking friends giggle around you. Kiri only glared at the boy as she stood beside you. Pushing down the slight fear you felt you hissed at the taller na’vi slowly getting into a defensive position.

“Y/n do not do anything stupid.” Kiri whispered her worried tone filling your ears.

“The only freaks I see here are you and your mutated friends!”

A flash of an emotion you could not decipher ran through Ao’nungs eyes as he was quick to grab your hand holding it up so high you had to rise too your tipi toes. A slight groan left your lips as your body stretched out. Threatened kiri was quick too bite Ao’nung. Using his moment of surprise you planted your feet on the ground flipping the much bigger na’vi over your body.

A laugh left the girl lips as you positioned yourself on the na’vi trying your best to keep his arms down. His little friends were now quite, shocked that two forest girls could bring such a big na’vi down.

“I love a woman who can take control.”

Ao’nungs eyes looked into yours. He seemed exited by your new aggression as he fought you for dominance. Feeling oddly uncomfortable by the scene Kiri was quick too usher Ao’nungs lackeys away flashing them her red teeth. Although she would usually stay and aid you in anyway possible she knew it was not her place as a woodspirte danced around the two of you. Of course that jackass has to be the one Eywa chose for you. Slipping away she allowed the scene too unfold as she went too search for her brother, intending too inform them of the recent events.

You did not even notice Kiri slipping away as Ao’nungs hands broke free. He now had you in control grabbing your wrist and placing them together in one of his hands. There was no doubt that he was much bigger than most Omaticaya men as both your wrist could be held in one hand of his. His grip was firm but not painful as he waited for your struggle too stop, than soon let go. Suddenly you felt flushed at your position, legs straddling his waist as his now free hands made its way too your hips.

Ao’nung lifted his torso up easily as if there was not a whole na’vi on top of him. Sliding down into his lap you felt your breath catch in your throat. A purr of satisfaction ran through Ao’nungs chest as he dropped his hands too your legs seeming too admire you.

“You freaks are quite light.” As the words were processed in your brain it was almost as if you were knocked out of a trance. Your body flinched away from his touch. Seeming to get the message Ao’nung was quick to remove his hands from you. You felt a storm of mixed feelings as you looked at the man not knowing how too react. You felt anger at his action yet your heart felt light as the ghost of his touch still lingered.

“Yet you seem quite comfortable at this freaks proximity.” The words came out in a sneer as you glared at Ao’nung. You had decided you would be angry at him, he was wrong to gang up on Kiri and what type of sister what kind of sister would you be too just forgive him because he was gentle with you.

“It was nice to finally get a rise out of you.” His signature smirk plastered across his face made you hiss in dissatisfaction. Shoving his chest you glared at the man about to rise too your feet before firm hands held you down.

“I meant no serious harm.”

“Your a dick! Let me go!” Raising your voice Ao’nungs eyes seemed too soften but before he could make any moves your arm was grabbed as his upper body was pushed into the ground. A hiss left the Metkayina throat as he was quick too rise too his feet.

“Don’t you ever touch my sister again fish lips!” Lo’aks aggressive voice rang through your ears as you looked at your twin. His grip on your arm was firm as his tail whipped in aggression. Ao’nung seemed to mirror his body language not willing too back down.

“Lo’ak it’s ok I had it under control!” Placing a hand on your brothers chest you attempted to calm him down. His cat like eyes pierced your as his gaze softened.

“Yeah your sister loves throwing herself at me.”

Shocked you looked at Ao’nung who’s eyes were not on you. He was obviously trying to get Lo’ak too snap and just that happened. Tearing himself away from you he stomped over too the boy.

“Bitch!”

THWACK

𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅𓂅

The thoughts of the day crashed over you in waves as you sat on a rock. The waves were not far from your figure as you were lost in thought. An immense guilt filled you at the fact that Lo’ak had been punished for something you considered your fault. You hated seeing your brother scolded it filled you with an unbearable sadness, but that was not the only thing that troubled your mind. Ao’nungs words did not seem to leave you as you rethought all of your interaction. Did he see you as a desperate? Were you just another one of his sick twisted games? Did the light touches, extra attention, and looks mean nothing?

You felt like a idiot. Such a stupid, stupid girl. Brining your knees too your chest you couldn’t help the hot tears from breaching your eyes. You were such a fool, for even thinking there was something there. You felt so stupid for allowing yourself too fall for the boy. For the way the water dripped from his curls, his stupid laughs, his dumb smug smirk that seemed to always be plastered in his face. You hated the way he touched you as if you were a delicate flower, how he would tease you and make your stomach swirl, and how your heart would jump every time your eyes met.

Feeling cold water against your feet you tore your head away from your knees. Looking up ocean eyes stared down at you with an unreadable look. Shock filled your features as you were quick to wipe away your tears trying too hide the evidence of your sorrows.

“Y/n” Your name rolled off his tongue smoothly. Ao’nung eyes softened as he scanned your form. Placing himself next too you eyes never leaving your body.

“Why are you here Ao’nung.” Your voice came out raspy as you stared at the ocean, gaze unwavering. It was obvious that you had been crying.

“I just wanted to check on you, didn’t see you at the dinner.”

You almost scoffed as the words left his mouth. Worrying after harassing you and your family all day? Could someone be anymore bipolar. “I have no words for you. I would not wish for anyone too think i’m throwing myself at you.” Although you intended for the words to come out in a harsh tone they left your lips laced in a pain Ao’nung could not decipher.

“I said I meant no harm-” Aggressively rising too your feet you cut the boy off. Your eyes filled with pain and anger as you stared at the Metkayina. “It does not matter what you intended it matters what it did too my family, to me!” Vision blurring from your tears you did not even know the Metkayina stood in front of you until his rough hands were placed on your cheeks. You felt his course thumb rub under your eyes wiping the tears away. You hated the way your heart leaped at the action, craving more of his touch.

Forcing his hands away from your face you shoved them away. “I will not be one of your games Ao’nung! Leave my family alone.” The last part came out barley above a whisper as you turned away from the man. Ignoring the ache of your heart and yearning of your body you stomped away from him tears running down your face in waves.

Watching you retreating from with his ears back and heart sunk Ao’nung thought over his actions. A slight guilt built up at the sight of your tears, tears he had caused. As your form disappeared from his sight Ao’nung knew he fucked up bad. He had lost his favorite forest girl.

a/n: I love love love Ao’nung🤭

this will probably be a 2 shot thing but let’s see where it goes

[moonchildxoxx]

Could I request tutsey fem human reader. Shes love Pandora and has been studying the flora and fauna. Has a huge crush on tutsey but know he doesn’t like human’s . Eventually he does see her differently because she so kind to everyone and seeing her interactions with Navi children brings something out of him. . Unbeknownst to him she was daydreaming of what it would be like to have a family with her crush . As her interactions with her and him Star slowly he starts to get interested. He decides to court her however she’s doesn’t know Navi courting is different than humans so there are misunderstandings. One day a human that is a doctor that live in the human outpouts Star to flirt with aher. Tutsey makes it too clear to her that he’s interested after seeing that he isn’t going to loose someone tease that’s his future mate 😤

MsI soryy if this is long . Also my phone screen is busted so some grammar errors here. You can add smut if you want.

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Title: What the Heart Knows

Rating: 18+ / Mature

Pairing: Tsu'tey x Human!Fem!Reader

Word Count: ~1,636

Warnings: Slow burn, emotional tension, soft romance, cultural differences, Na'vi courting, human!reader, second-person POV

Synopsis: You didn't come to Pandora for war. You came to understand. But you didn't expect to be seen really seen by someone like him. Tsu'tey, proud and distant, was never meant to be yours.Until he starts offering you gifts. Until his gaze softens. Until he tells you plainly you are his intended. And everything changes.

A/N:

Hi lovely! First of all-thank you so much for the beautiful request. I loved exploring a soft, slow-burn Tsu'tey who slowly (and stubbornly) realizes that kindness can break down even the tallest emotional walls. Also: no worries about grammar or length

our idea was so clear and compelling. I loved every bit of it!

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You didn’t come to Pandora for war.

You came for wonder.

Pandora never failed to steal your breath not even after all this time. The glowing moss that lit your path after the eclipse. The gentle sway of bioluminescent plants. The quiet chirps of distant life. You came to study it all its balance, its spirit, its untamed wonder.

But somewhere along the way, he started stealing your breath too.

Tsu’tey.

Proud. Fierce. Always watching.

The first time you saw him, he was just a silhouette in the trees barely a presence beyond his piercing eyes and the tension in his stance. He was quiet, watchful, and seemed to weigh every human around him like a potential threat.

You knew the stories how he once hated the Sky People, how he had every reason to. And maybe he still did. You were human, after all.

Even in your exopack, you always felt the weight of difference. The fragility. The alien-ness.

But he never said anything cruel. Never looked at you the way some of the older warriors did. And sometimes, sometimes, you caught him watching you quietly. Curiously.

You got used to his gaze early on. Never warm, never cruel just unreadable. Like the jungle around him: beautiful, wild, and distant.

And yet, you kept looking.

You had come to Pandora not as a soldier or a colonizer, but as a xenobiologist. The flora, the fauna it was unlike anything Earth had left. Every vine, every pulse of bioluminescence called to something in your bones. You weren’t here to take. You were here to understand.

Tsu’tey didn’t care.

To him, you were still a tawtute. Still a sky person. Still a risk.

But you were patient.

You learned their ways as best you could. You kept your distance unless invited. You listened. You watched. You never picked without permission. You brought no weapons, only a field journal and reverence.

The village children warmed to you first.

They liked your clumsy Na’vi and your sketches of creatures they saw every day. They laughed at how badly you braided and tugged you into games that left you breathless and smiling.

You tried to focus on your work studying pollination in the lilac-furred blossoms near the village, collecting notes on the way animals reacted to the rain. But your thoughts kept wandering… to something warmer.

And slowly, slowly, you noticed a shift.

Tsu’tey started appearing more often always at a distance. Watching as you taught a girl how to say “butterfly.” Listening as you sang a lullaby from Earth. His arms still crossed. His brow still furrowed.

But his gaze no longer held distrust.

It held… curiosity.

It started small.

He passed you once near the weaver’s tents and paused when he saw you braiding fiber clumsily for a research project. Without a word, he knelt and corrected your form his hands large but surprisingly gentle.

You tried to thank him, but your voice came out too soft. He only nodded.

Then came the day he saw you with the children.

They adored you.

You let them climb over your legs, paint your face with berry juice, giggle as you mispronounced Na’vi words. You never rushed them. Never made them feel like a task.

Tsu’tey stood silently in the shadows that afternoon, watching as a small girl curled in your lap and dozed off. You stroked her hair with a dreamy, far-off look in your eyes.

Something in his chest stirred. Something… unfamiliar.

He started seeking you out more after that.

Bringing you fruits without a word. Sitting beside you during quiet moments. Once, when you tripped over a root, he caught you before you fell and didn’t let go right away.

It happened slowly so slow you barely noticed it.

One day, Tsu’tey asked where you’d learned the Na’vi word for a certain bird. You blinked at him in surprise. His voice was steady, but something in his eyes flickered like the question mattered more than it should have.

You told him, trying not to sound too eager, and when you smiled at him, his ears twitched. Not away. But forward.

The next week, he corrected your pronunciation. You repeated the word until he nodded, and something in your chest fluttered.

After that, he began to appear beside you when you were deep in the forest. Not guiding you. Just… near. Close enough that you could speak, if you wanted to. Close enough that your heart tripped every time you looked up and found him there.

He brought you things. A fruit you hadn’t seen before. A carving of a direhorse. Once, a cluster of glow leaves bound together with thin vine.

You didn’t know it then.

But Tsu’tey had started to court you.

You didn’t understand at first.

He never said what the gifts meant. He didn’t touch you, didn’t explain. When you thanked him, he only gave a small grunt or a nod, like it wasn’t important.

It was.

But you were still human. You thought maybe he was just being nice. Or that you were imagining it seeing what you wanted to see.

Because the truth was, you were already gone for him.

You’d daydreamed about what it would be like if someone like Tsu’tey could ever care for someone like you. You imagined what his hands would feel like in yours. What his voice would sound like saying your name in a soft moment. What it would be like to build something here… a life. Maybe even a family.

You told yourself it was foolish.

But the dreams kept coming.

The misunderstanding began the day Dr. Rowan arrived.

He was part of a newer research team young, loud, and clearly more interested in you than the plants. He wasn’t subtle, either. Every time he came to the village, he found an excuse to sit beside you, to touch your arm, to compliment your eyes.

You cringed inside. But you didn’t want to be rude.

Tsu’tey was less diplomatic.

You didn’t notice him at first until Rowan laughed and brushed a leaf from your shoulder. Then you felt it. That shift in the air.

Tsu’tey was at the edge of the clearing, his stance rigid, his tail twitching behind him like a warning.

You thought he’d walk away.

He didn’t.

Instead, he crossed the space between you in five silent steps and stopped in front of you towering, jaw tight, gold eyes narrowed.

Rowan blinked up at him, oblivious. “Oh hey, man. Didn’t see you there.”

Tsu’tey didn’t respond to him. He looked at you.

Then, without a word, he held out a hand.

You stared at it, confused.

“I do not share,” he said. His voice was low. Rough. Possessive.

You blinked again. “Wh what?”

“You are my intended,” he said plainly, as if it were obvious. “He touches you again, I will break his hand.”

Rowan stood up abruptly, his face pale. “Uh. I—I should go.”

He did.

You were still staring.

Tsu’tey looked down at you. “You did not know.”

You opened your mouth. Closed it. “Your… intended?”

“I have been courting you,” he said, and your stomach dropped. “Have you not seen it?”

You blinked up at him, wide-eyed. “Courting?”

He crouched before you now, more level, and reached out again slowly this time.

When you let him take your hand, his thumb brushed over your palm with reverence.

“You care for our forest,” he said. “Our children. You are not Na’vi, but… you are kind. You see us. You see me.”

Your throat tightened.

You whispered, “I do.”

He leaned forward until your foreheads touched soft, warm. A Na’vi gesture of deep connection.

You closed your eyes, letting out a shaky breath.

“I thought you didn’t like humans,” you said quietly.

“I do not like most,” he murmured. “But I like you.”

From then on, everything changed.

Tsu’tey walked beside you now. Not as a shadow, but as something more solid. More sure. He brought you small things a carved pendant, berries from high branches and you began to bring him things too. You tried to learn what Na’vi gifts meant. He helped you understand.

One day, you brought him a flower you’d found rare, luminous, soft as silk.

He looked at it like it was the most precious thing in the world.

“You found this for me?”

You nodded. “I thought it was beautiful. Like you.”

His ears twitched. “You are learning how to court.”

“Am I doing it right?”

He leaned in, his hand brushing your cheek.

“Yes,” he said. “Very right.”

You didn’t think love could be soft and wild at once, but that’s what it was.

You still studied the forest. Still played with the children. But now, you came home to his arms at dusk. To his quiet hums and long, silken gazes.

And at night, sometimes, he would brush his hand down your back and murmur, “One day… I will give you many children. Brave, wild ones. With your laugh.”

And you would smile against his shoulder, imagining the home that no longer felt like just a dream.

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[bubblebaththoughts]

Sensory Deprivation

Lo’ak&Ao’nung&Neteyam x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI!, p in v, oral!fem receiving, teasing, blindfolded

translations:

It was just a dare.

More like, you opened your big mouth and Ao’nung took you way too seriously.

You now had a cloth wrapped around your head as one of them pounded into you.

It seemed like all of their voices morphed together.

“Who is it? Who’s fucking you?” Ao’nung whispered to you

“I don’t know!” You cry out trying to reach forward but one string hand holds your arms back

“Yes you do.” Neteyam groaned

“Just say a name.” Lo’ak chimed in

“Fuck- Neteyam?!” You whine

Suddenly the deep thrusts stopped and you’re pulled into a quick, sloppy kiss.

He pulls away with a huff. “Good girl, you know my cock, don’t you baby?”

“Get off.” Lo’ak grumbled

Neteyam pulls out completely, moving away from you.

You feel and hear them all move around, your ears desperately trying to track their movements.

“Gonna try something else,” Ao’nung announced

“Wanna see if you know whose tongue is whose.” Lo’ak explained

“Did so well before.” Neteyam praised

“Okay…” You timidly answered

You feel two warm hands spread your thighs. Without even beginning to taste you, he rubs his nose against your pussy.

And that immediately told you who it was.

Neteyam. He always did that.

His tongue went right for your clit, making purposefully slow circles around it.

After a second he pulls away.

Another set of hands grabs your thighs, these ones significantly cooler than Neteyam’s.

His cold fingers separated your folds, allowing him direct access to your clit. The hard tip of his tongue began to lick at your sensitive nerves, making you moan out for him.

You whine, bucking away from him. But he aggressively pulls you back by your hips and thighs.

His tongue runs down to your needy hole that was desperately clenched around nothing.

There was nothing you could go off of that would tell you who this was, so you didn’t know.

He pulls away and after a second, you feel another head between your legs.

Using the flat of his tongue, he licks a single stripe from bottom to top. Then, very sloppily and messy, he began to lap at your clit. You could hear the lewd sounds of his mouth.

Lo’ak. Always a messy eater. It had to be him.

Which made the second one Ao’nung.

He pulls away, and you feel the three of them looming over you.

“Who was the first one?” Ao’nung asked

“Teyam.” You meekly whispered

You feel his warm hand cup your cheek.

“Told you, she knows me best.” You could practically hear the smile in his voice

“Shut up bro.” Lo’ak elbowed him, making Neteyam hiss in annoyance. “Which one was I?” He asked

“Third.” You answered simply

Lo’ak laughed, hitting Neteyam’s arm. “Or maybe she’s just a slut.”

“I’m not a slut!” You dramatically whine

“Then what are you doing here? Pressed between your three boys?” Ao’nung taunted

“Leave her alone. She’s always a good girl for me.” Neteyam shoved Ao’nung lightly

“A good girl? With me she’s a nasty little slut.” Lo’ak scoffed

“Always a brat for me.” Ao’nung agreed

“Is that right?” Neteyam asked

You shrug, a cheeky smile overtaking your face.

“Well you two obviously don’t know how to handle her.” Neteyam shrugged “It might help that I’m clearly her favorite.”

“Oh yeah? Who told you that, her?” Lo’ak laughed

“Whatever.” Neteyam scoffed

Someone’s hand grabs yours, maneuvering it so your palm was facing out. It’s placed against skin, rippled skin… a stomach.

“What am I doing?” You asked

“Figure out who you’re touching.” Neteyam stated simply

You feel his muscles flex under your fingers as you grazed them over his skin. You couldn’t tell. So you decided to guess.

“Ao’nung.” You almost whispered

“Nope.” Ao’nung scoffed

“Lo’ak.” You corrected

“Good job.” Lo’ak praised

“Enough of this, it’s clear that I’m her favorite.” Neteyam smugly said

The rest of your time together seemed to go like that, them arguing over who was the favorite. Neteyam. And you laughing, refusing to tell them the truth.

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

could you maybe write something where reader was previously human but now is an avatar but she doesn’t know about heat, kind of like what Blue-Slxt wrote with Neteyam but with Lo’ak:3 (sorry if you don’t understand this is my first time requesting anything and i’m still practicing english)

PHEW OK!!, I’ll try my best, baby.

Warnings: p n v, a/b/o elements, dom!loak, sub!reader, heat and rut cycle, breeding kink, Dacryphilla, lo’ak marks reader ALOT, scent kink, swearing, fingering, oral (f receiving), daddy kink (if you squint), praise, slight degradation, choking (again, if you squint), squirting, rough sex, aged up!lo’ak, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, and enjoy, my love<3

Translation: “Mawey, ma’muntxate”- “be calm, my mate.”, “Oe omum, sevin ‘evenge,Oe omum” - “I know, pretty girl, I know.”

When you first got your avatar, excited doesn’t even begin to describe how you were feeling. You were finally able to be with your mate, without wearing that annoying mask or always trailing behind him because of his long, confident strides.

You could run faster, climb faster, react faster. You were finally one of the people.

You just wished they had told you about this, though.

The excruciating pain you felt deep in your core, the hot, itchy feeling of needing to be filled to the brim becoming more and more difficult to handle.

You don’t even remember how you ended up on the floor of your hut, or how why the basket of fruits was spilled on the floor, but that didn’t matter. You needed lo’ak.

You crawl over to you and lo’aks bed before climbing on, flopping onto your pillows weakly and tearing your loincloth off, shoving two fingers inside of you with ease.

It’s not enough.

The stretch is nice, but it’s not lo’aks cock stretching you out. You frustratedly pound and curl your fingers into your leaking cunt, searching for a pace that helps you the most.

You huff and whine as you pound at your pussy relentlessly, not satisfied with any pace you experiment with.

Frantically you reach up to your neck, pressing the button on the throat com that was only for you and lo’ak.

“Lo’ak..” you sound weak, as if words are heavy on your tounge.

there’s silence at first, so you go to speak again, but then you hear, “yeah, mama? Are you ok?” He asks, slight panic rushing through him when he hears silence on the other side.

“I need you to..” you take a short breath to hold back the guttural scream you wanted to let out because of the pain. “I need you to come home.” You ask breathlessly, the request makes him already say his goodbyes to his family and damn near sprint towards your hut.

“I’m coming, mama, ok? Just breathe. It’s gonna be alright.” He says softly, a feeling of sadness swirling through his chest at the idea of what you could be going through. And he wasn’t with you.

His voice makes your pace turn more frantic and desperate, soft moans leaving your plush lips, but the second the line goes dead, you groan frustratedly. Pace turning back to what it was before.

The overpowering yet addicting smell loak is hit with when he opens the makeshift door to your hut tells him all that he needed to know, the sight in front of him just proving as more evidence that you were going through your first heat.

The pathetic display in front of him makes a perverted smirk adorn his features, he knew how much pain you were in, and yes he felt fucking horrible because of it, but it was just adorable to watch you shove three fingers into your desperate cunt. All your little frustrated moans, whines, and whimpers made him almost wanna sit in front of you and just watch you, until you were begging for him to do something, anything.

But he wasn’t going to do that. Not today, at least.

He walks over to the bed and sits next to you, gently taking your fingers out of your soaked hole and replacing them with his own, erupting a loud moan from you. “Shsh, babygirl. It’s ok, lemme take care of you, yeah?” He says with a small smile of his face, but his tone was husky and lust filled, just the sound of it had you whimpering pathetically.

You chose to respond with a lazy nod to his words as you tug at his cumberbund, urging him to get closer to you. A little giggle can be heard from lo’ak before he obliges to your request, getting on top of you slowly; peppering all kinds of kisses and bruises in his wake before kissing you passionately.

His lips slide between yours in a perfect harmony, one that makes the burning in your core more unbearable.

Soft moans can be heard from you, and even softer ones from your mate, but you easily picked up on them with the help of your heat. The sound of his noises was enough for you to already feel the knot in your stomach get tighter, instinctively making you wrap your legs around his hips, pressing his body into you more and pressing his fingers even deeper into you.

You nip at his lip roughly, pulling a loud growl from him before he pulls away from you. The sight below him is one he wants to paint in his mind for eternity; your lips were all puffy and raw, face covered in a light purple blush, skin glistening with a layer of sweat, and, fuck..your eyes..they were a completely different shade than their natural color, instead now a dark orange rather than their usual lively green. You looked utterly breathtaking to him.

He leans down to press a quick, loving kiss to your lips before he journeys down the valley of your body; going from your neck, to your chest,making sure to pinch and nip at the hardened buds till he feels his work is done, and when he decides that it is he continues his adventure down until he’s face to face with your glistening cunt.

Just the sight of your pussy splayed out for him like this has his body hot with desire and arousal. A damn near animalistic growl leaving him as he uses his pointer and middle fingers to part your folds, an effortless trail of slick dripping onto his fingers.

You squirm slightly when you feel him part your folds, shallow breaths being blown onto the sensitive flesh, emitting a blissful whimper from you as you reach down to squeeze his free hand for some type of relief. “Fuck, mama…you’re soaked,” his baritone and his remark pulled you out of your haze momentarily, looking down to be met with the huge puddle of your arousal on the bed below you. Shit. You really were soaked.

You only had the chance to feel slightly embarrassed before another wave of pain punched through your core, making you whimper loudly before turning your attention to your mate. “Lo’ak, please! Need you s’bad..” you cried, wrapping a dainty hand around his wrist before grinding into his hand shamelessly.

Lo’ak briefly lets himself be hypnotized by your incoherent stare before snapping out of it, pinning both of your wrists with his hand and wrapping his other around your hip.

“Enough. Lemme help you, yeah? Can you be good for me and let me play with you?” He asked through a thick tone of lust, but It came out as more of a demand than a question. Nevertheless, you obeyed to his request because you wanted to be good for him.

A soft hum of approval came from him before he finally wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and licking at the sensitive bundle of nerves before licking a bold stripe up your pussy. The sensation has you on cloud nine, already hurdling towards the edge once you feel him slide his skilled tongue into your greedy hole, curling it upwards to press against your sweet spot. Making you see stars instantly as loud streams of moans and whimpers left your plush lips.

“Don’t cum, mama. Not yet.” He insisted, now letting your wrist go to lay his hand flat on your stomach. If you could furrow your brows at him, you would. There’s no way you could hold it, not with how over sensitive your heat was making you.

Before you could open your mouth to protest, you’re interrupted by his finger nudging itself inside of you, the length of it now pressing directly against your sweet spot. You knew the coil in your stomach was seconds away from snapping, and so did he. “Lo’ak! Please, I can’t hold it..needa cum s’bad..please!,” you beg, a soft pout on your face when you feel him pull his finger out of you.

Lo’ak smirks at your bratty expression before leaving a sweet kiss to your clit, “Nope. Not yet, mama.” He coos, kissing your clit a few more times before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking softly, making a loud moan leave your lips and a broken plea for him to speed up, to which he denies. He knew that if he were to make you cum now, you’d be ready to go in a matter of seconds. So he wanted to drag it out longer, instead turning those seconds into minutes.

With his hands all over you, combined with his addictingly earthy scent, you knew it wouldn’t take much to get you close again. And sure enough, with just a little more flicks and sucks of your clit, you felt yourself getting closer to letting go.

Lo’ak didn’t even have to ask if you were close, he read you like a book. Which is why he didn’t stop his movements, if anything he increased them.

The sensation was enough to have you shaking, already a mess for him just from some little licks. “Fuck!~ please, lolo! Can I cum? I~ah~I wanna..please..” you babble, brain turning into goo once his tounge slides inside of you, emitting an almost pornographic moan from you. You’re thanking your lucky stars now that your hut is the furthest away from the village.

He taps your thigh lightly, signaling that you can let go as he whispers a sweet “you can cum now, ok mama? Need you to be a good girl for daddy and cum all over my face,” The huskiness in his voice combined with the possessiveness that radiated off of him had you coming undone in a matter of seconds, painting his face with your arousal shamelessly.

He doesn’t let up though, still eagerly sucking and lapping up your juices until you’re begging him to let up. And he does of course, because how could he ever deny you.

You wrap your hands around the sides of his face to pull him into a sloppy yet passionate kiss, moaning lewdly in his mouth when you taste yourself on his tongue.

Wrapping your legs around him, you press his clothed bulge into your cunt, silently urging for him to slide inside of you. He groans into the kiss when he feels your puffy folds rub against his clothed cock, instinctively bucking his hips into you as he pulls away from the kiss so he can look at your eyes. “You sure you’re ready for me, mama?” He asks calmly, but his body said everything he wasn’t.

You nod your head feverishly, responding with a breathless, “fuck, yes lolo, I need it. I need you inside of me, now.” The way those words fell off of your tongue so effortlessly had his cock twitching rapidly, instinctively making you grind into him.

With one last glance of confirmation, he leans in to give you a tender kiss as he hurriedly unties his loincloth. The burning in your core has tears prickling in the corners of your eyes, making you claw at lo’aks broad shoulders and let out a plea of, “Babyboy, please..it hurts so bad.” To which lo’ak responds by cupping your face gently, letting out a soft coo of, “Oe omum, sevin ‘evenge,Oe omum…gonna~mhm, fuck..~make it better, ok?,” as he slides his bulbous tip into your leaking hole.

A small shriek comes from you when he presses his tip inside of you, you’ve had sex before, yes, but the stretch is something you’ll never get used to. By the time he’s halfway in you swear you can feel him in your stomach, making you cry out as he twitches inside of you. “Mawey, ma’muntxate..you’re doing so well for me. Just need you to relax and breathe for me ok?” He consoles, trying his best to focus on his own breathing the more you clench around him.

His words soothe you slightly, letting him slide the rest of himself inside of you with ease. You’ve never felt so full in your life, and he was only halfway in. He was so close to being buried so deeply inside of you, you swear you were spraining from it. The burning sensation in your core was bubbling up the more he eased inside of you, and now that he was finally pressed against your gummy walls you felt like fresh water was thrown onto you.

But it still wasn’t enough, you needed to feel fuller, needed him to spill his hot, sticky cum inside of you until you tasted it on your tongue.

“Mama, You alri-“

“Move.” Is all you mutter to him before you wrap your tail around his waist, urging him to set a relentless pace. And he gets the memo quickly, pounding at your over sensitive cunt relentlessly as he wraps his free hand around your throat gently, the other wrapped around your hip so tight you knew there was going to be a bruise on it.

The pace has you seeing stars, wrapping your legs around him firmly to get him closer inside of you, but that was stopped by him throwing your legs over his shoulders effortlessly. Folding you in half under his hulking frame as if you weigh nothing.

“Stay still. Don’t make you tell you again.” He demanded through a thick growl, and you swear you saw his eyes change color; going from green to a deep shade of red before going back to normal. It made you shudder, he was practically dripping in dominance and you were craving more of it. Especially with the way he’s slamming into that sensitive spongy heat relentlessly, making all kinds of moans and whimpers spill from your lips.

The unraveling of coil in your stomach gets more and more unbearable with each one of his brutal, yet particular, thrust. Causing all kinds of pleas and yelps to slip from your mouth, hoping your mate would understand your babbling. “Wanna cum, mama? Shit..can’t tell by the way this cute little pussy is squeezing me. Almost like she doesn’t want me to pull out…is that right, baby? You want me to fill this greedy pussy up till it takes?” You nod incoherently, body shuddering from the idea of lo’ak stuffing you full with his cum.

He knew his words were only gonna make your orgasm even more intense, and make the next one subside slowly, but he couldn’t help it. You just look so adorable all drunk and needy on his cock. How could he not spur you (and honestly himself) on more by promising to breed you?

You grip onto his biceps hard enough to leave bruises, using your hold on him as an anchor as you come undone with a long moan, tears spilling down your face from the intensity of it. “Awhh, already crying, mama?- ah fuck-Such a sensitive girl, i make you cum once and you’re already a mess. My poor girl..” He teases with a fake sympathy in his tone. His words make you whimper pathetically, more tears spilling over your eyes when he doesn’t stop pounding at your raw pussy.

“Lo’ak..i-i-mhm!~..ca-n’t..wanna…” you didn’t even know if he understood what you were saying, hell, you didn’t even understand it. But the soft chuckle that came from him told you everything you needed to know. “I know,princess. You’re being such a good girl for me, you know that? So fucking-mhm~ tight and warm for me. So perfect,” he grunted, the grip on your waist tightening the sloppier his thrust got. You whine in response to his soft praises, tugging him in by his biceps so he can get somehow closer to you.

He swear he could feel his heart ache at the sight of your needy, fucked out expression and the sensation of your soft, warm walls clamping down onto him makes him groan lowly, cock twitching inside of you the closer he gets. “Gonna..gonna put a baby in you, ok mama? Gonna look so..fuck-..so pretty all swollen with my baby in you.” He mumbles before cumming inside of you with a guttural growl, triggering you to soak his cock and lower abdomen as you come undone once again.

The thick ropes of his warm cum painting your gummy walls has the pain of your heat fading away, untill it eventually turns into nothing. For now.

Quiet whimpers and moans turn into heavy breaths once you come down from your high, but lo’ak was still rutting into your slick walls. Instinctively, you try to push away from the overstimulation, but that was stopped by the iron grip on your hip and the aggressive hiss that came from your mate.

His eyes were now a deep shade of red, and his body was on fire. The heat combined with his addicting pheromones triggered the second wave of your heat.

“Lo- wa-ah!-wait! Slow down please, babyb-“

“Hush. Let me use your precious little cunt. And If you’re good for me, I’ll knot you. Sound good?” He told you as he flipped you over so you were now on your hands and knees, wasting no time to situate himself back inside of you so he can continue ramming into your silky pussy. Your body submitting to him effortlessly as he angels your hips so he can ram into your sweet spot deeper.

Even though the haze of your heat, you knew this was going to be a long night.

A/N~ this ask has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHSSSS so I’m so sorry to the nonnie who sent this in, I promise I wasn’t ignoring you, boo. Also this turned out way longer than I expected, at least it’s smth😚 I hope you enjoyed this, nonnie!. Stay safe and stay hydrated, babies. I love you all endlessly.

Duces🫶🏽,

Luvv4j4ybe11

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[neteyamssyulang]

☽ Forbidden Moonlight ☽

Adult lo’ak art belongs to cinetrix <3

☽ Pairing: T'ahtu (Male yautja) x Fem human reader x Adult Lo’ak ☽

☽ Instead of heading the warnings, you chose to go out anyway. Now you must pay the price ☽

☽ Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, Dark, Size difference, P in V, Dom T’ahtu, Sub reader, Dom Lo’ak, Belly buldge, Mentions of blood, Creampie, Implied somnophilia.

☽ Word count: 2,133 ☽

☽ Translation(s);

Na’vi: onvä'wll -> skunk palm, vrrtep -> demon, sevin -> pretty, tawtute -> human, syep'an -> lift vine.

Yautja: ooman -> human.

☽ A/N: Soo I’m still not sure about this but I wanted to post it anyway.

☽ Tagging: @ikeyniofthetayrangi @itchaboi-itchyboy @aria-tempest @anemonelovesfiction @loaksulluyswife @tallulah477 @shifting-questions @sinful-tawtute @bambithewriter

Tonight was the night, the annual blood moon and it would just so happen that this blood moon was special. Yes it brought out the na'vi's more feral side but this particular night another creature would make an appearance.

No one knows what it is, all they know is that it comes from a planet light years away and loves the thrill of the hunt. Every couple thousand years, the creature would travel to pandora in search of something worthy to take as a trophy.

This creature knows to respect the balance of eywas creations, which is why it only hunts and captures one prize.

Little did you know that prize would be you.

"Your not going, end of story" Norm spoke, crossing his arms. You had asked him if you could go on a walk just to collect some fruit you were craving. Eclipse hasn't even started yet so you would be fine, atleast you hope you would be.

Huffing you began to protest till Spider walked past, chuckling to himself after seeing Norm finally tell you no. Norm rolled his eyes knowing all too well what was going to happen,"Why does this make a wish Tarzan get to go out but I can't?!"

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Norm shook his head "He is more responsible and knows the forest y/n." Spider turned around putting on a fake pout "Aw, is the little girl mad because she's too fragile to go ou-" , "Spider do not finish that sentence!" Norm spoke firmly, trying to not make the matters worse.

"You know damn well when I do get the chance to go out I'm much more safer than him!" You shouted at Norm, it was true though. Your brother always found a way to get himself into danger whereas you were careful and made sure to avoid certain areas.

"Safer or just smelly to where everything and everyone avoids you like the plague? You wonder why your still single and yet you continue to rub that horrid stuff onto your skin when you go out" he mumbled, getting some yovo slices in a bowl then walked to his room closing the door.

Norm sighed, placing a hand on your shoulder "Please angel, tonight is not the night you wanna go out. Maybe tomorrow though" he gave a soft smile then returned back to his desk, finishing up some work that Grace had assigned to him.

Screw what they said, you could easily make it to the gathering spot and back before the blood moon started, right?..

Maybe also pick up some more onvä'wll since you were out.

You made your way quickly through the forest, towards where the gathering spot was. Upon arriving though you were greeted by the sweet yovu smell, and quickly got to work with picking atleast a few from the bush.

Once you had enough, you quickly started making your way back home. Sure you could try going further out for the onvä'wll but it was risky, if you had left sooner maybe you could've gotten them.

Eclipse had begun, with now the blood moon shining bright in the sky. Your senses were on high alert, knowing that if you made one wrong move you'd be dead.

The forest looked like something out of a horror movie, instead of the usual beautiful glow, everything was red. The only sounds you could hear were various clicking noises that sounded as if they were getting closer and closer each passing second.

Feeling as if you were being watched, you made a beeline for the outpost when something jumped down from the trees infront of you.

"Well well, what do we have here?" Lo'ak chuckled darkly, stepping closer. Instinctively you took a step back making him smirk "Aw, the little vrrtep thinks she can get away that easily."

The clicking noises were louder now, a branch snapping behind you had you turning around quickly, only to be met with a creature. This..this had to be the creature that you heard about..

It was tall, taller than the omaticaya boy making you reach only up to his stomach. Long locs fell past its shoulders and it's eyes glowed like amber. Lo'ak crept up behind you, coiling his tail around your waist as he glared at the creature.

The mysterious alien clicked its mandibles again, almost as if it was trying to communicate with you.

One part of you is aroused to be between two giant men, but the rational side reminds you that one only wants pleasure while the other wants a prize.

"Lo'ak please.. just let me go and I won't tell anyone I promise" you pleaded with him, Lo'ak only looked down at you raising a brow "Oh? you think you have a say in this little girl?"

"You are ours to claim, ours to ruin, it does not matter if you want it or not baby. You'll take everything we give you like a good slut."

His gaze moves back to the other creature, giving it a simple nod while holding you still. The predator looks down to his wrist, fiddling with something on it. The sound of a small hiss escapes the item and he pulls out a little metal disk, your brows furrow "Wh-what's that?"

Lo'ak's left hand went to grip onto your hip while his right moves up to your throat, forcing you to turn your head to the side. The predator steps closer, reaching his reptilian hand out and places the disk behind your ear.

A scream leaves your lips at the burning pain coursing through your skull, it felt as if you were being stabbed by a thousand hot needles.

Soon enough a deep voice fills your ear making you jump slightly "Good, the pretty ooman can understand me now."

Lo'ak releases his hold on you, shoving your body to the ground. Gulping, you back up in fear making both men amused. The omaticaya crouched down then moved closer, leaning in close to your ear whispering only one thing;

"Run”

Your lungs burned as you ran for what seemed like forever, they were playing with you, letting you think you could get away just so they could take that hope away from you.

Loud clicks and yips filled the night air, slowly getting closer and closer. In the distance you saw what looked to be like a cave and made your way towards it, hoping you could atleast be safe there.

The cave was eerie and smelled musty the further you went inside, turning a corner you saw a pink glow from what looked to be a rib plant. Unfortunately though you couldn't open it from this end as it was facing away, looking around more you finally mange to spot a syep'an.

Walking over you tugged on the syep'an, causing it to lift you up just as soon as you heard footsteps entering the cave. Quickly you ran and hid in a small space between two rocks, surely they couldn't get you here.

"Come out come out little one" T'auth taunted,"You can't hide from us baby, we will find you" Lo'ak chimed in, a dark chuckle leaving him as he and T'auth began looking for you.

You could hear their footsteps getting closer, the predators clicks sending shivers down your spine.

Suddenly everything went quiet, the footsteps were gone. Confused, you were about to move out of your hiding spot when a long scaly arm appeared, grabbing at you.

Screaming, you tried moving farther back but you couldn't. T'auth grabbed your leg, pulling you out from your spot "What a pretty little thing" he murmured, using one of his sharp claws to tear your clothes to shreds, leaving you completely exposed under his hungry gaze.

"I bet she tastes as good as she looks" Lo'ak purred from behind you, T'auth layed on his stomach draping your thighs on his huge shoulders "Only one way to find out" he smirked before diving in.

T'auth was ruthless, his long tongue licked from your entrance to your clit where he sucked on the small nub, sending shivers down your spine.

His mandibles gently scraped across the flesh of your thighs as he feasted on you. Your moans echoed throughout the cave, as much as you didn't want this there was nothing you could do except take it.

You were at the mercy of two huge aliens who could kill you at any given second, especially the one who's head was between your legs right now.

The predator reluctantly pulled away, only to let Lo'ak take his spot, but Lo'ak didn't want to waste anymore time. He was already dying to feel your pretty tawtute pussy wrapped around his cock, moving his tewng to the side he groaned as his cock slapped against his stomach. Beautiful patterns of tanhì scattered across his throbbing length.

Your eyes widened at the sheer size and girth of him, no..no that was never going to fit, it couldn't! You tried to scoot back but T'auth was right behind you, he held you against him while his massive arms hooked under your legs, keeping you spread for the other alien.

Grinning, Lo'ak crawled forward "What's wrong mamas? Afraid of a little alien cock?" He teased.

Before you could answer, Lo'ak had already notched his tip at your entrance, a small "Keep her still" left his lips as he thrusted his entire length inside you.

Lo'ak grunted, feeling your tight walls try to adjust around his cock. For him it felt so heavenly, his ears lay flat against his head while his eyes were squeezed shut.

For you though- it felt like you had just been impaled. The stretch to accommodate him hurt like a bitch to where tears were freely flowing down your face.

Did they care? Absolutely not.

Lo'ak rutted into you like his life depended on it, coaxing out noises not even you thought you could make. "Sh-shit mamas.. keep gripping me like that.." he moaned, sharp nails digging into your sides drawing blood.

You couldn't speak at all, all you could think about was how good he felt inside you. It felt wrong yes but felt oh so good too.

Meanwhile the one behind you licked a small stripe along the nape of your neck, a purr rumbling through his chest at the mewl you let out.

The na'vi's hand suddenly pressed down on your stomach, a moan like scream echoed through the cave as you came gushing around the thick cock inside you.

Lo'ak groans loudly at the feeling of your walls clenching tightly around him, the sensation pushing him over the edge and making him release inside you, so much so that it causes a small buldge to form in your tummy.

Slowly he stills his hips, still trying to catch his breath. "See? That wasn't so bad" he chuckled breathlessly, now pulling out.

You glared up at him, your breath coming out in short pants as the two men switched positions. Lo'ak was now behind you, his hands rubbing your sides, claws gently scraping your skin while T'auth made his way between your plush thighs.

His amber eyes locked onto your own as he shoved his cock inside your abused hole, Lo’aks cum acting as lube so T’auth can just slide inside perfectly.

You yelped tried to squirm but it was no use, Lo’ak had a firm grip on your sides while this other brute was nestled between your thighs.

With each thrust he delivered, punched out moans fell from your lips. Your head dipped back, resting against Lo’aks chest as you neared your second climax of the night.

T’auth didn’t talk much but gods was he vocal, he threw your legs over his shoulders while dipping his head back in pleaure. Grunts and moans filled the cave along with your mewls.

“Pleasepleaseplease..” you slurred, looking up at the alien through half lidded eyes. Lo’ak only scoffed, rolling his eyes “You beg for him but not me?”

You didn’t have the words to reply back, T’auth was hitting all the right spots inside you that Lo’ak couldn’t. Your mind felt like mush at that moment, not even registering Lo’aks words anymore.

T’auth couldn’t hold back any longer, his mandibles opened wide and a piercing screech left his throat as he buried himself to the hilt, shooting his seed deep inside your womb.

Lo’ak hissed from the loud screech, his ears slightly ringing. Your own body seized as your climax was triggered, the alien grunted feeling you tighten around him.

Just as your vision was going black, a voice whispered in your ear;

“Sleep if you want sevin tawtute, that won’t stop us from fucking your cute little body though”

[2kyo7]

𓇼𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐌𓇼 | 06

pairing ; neteyam sully , lo’ak sully , aonung , & more x female reader

𓏲 ➥ summary ; You were always told to never trust the likes of monsters or you’d be eaten whole. But monsters can be so deceptive and cunning, how could you resist?

warnings ; name-calling , jealous aonung , argument

notes ; this is the final unposted chapter of the hiatus, no more left:((

YOUR FEET TREAD LIGHTLY across the soft but durable fabric that created pathways throughout Awa'atlu, causing your body to bounce up and down with every sudden movement, while a sluggish Ao'nung was not so fast to match your hurried pace. "_____ why so rushed today? You tìyawn our walks..." He stood solid and unmoving, his hold unrelenting on your fingers as they intertwined with his own seemed almost permanent. "Hmm? Tell me."

tìyawn - love

Ao'nung tilted his head with a hum, complimented by his signature smirk, as if that would prompt you to answer him any sooner. "Maybe I am unworthy to walk with Olo'eyktans son," you jokingly mocked his notorious title, beginning to sway circles around him, his body turning to keep track of your own. "Or," Ao'nungs tone became deeper—more serious within a matter of seconds, every ounce of playfulness drained from his expression.

"You are in a hurry to see that forest devil." A newfound death grip was placed along your biceps while he flipped you around to face himself, not a single inch of space left to breathe. You found yourself almost scared, but remembered this was harmless Ao. The same boy who still needed help braiding his hair and couldn't tell rotting fruit from ripe, at the realization you became rather irritated. "What are you saying?"

His forehead crashed into yours and not in a loving or comforting manor you'd grown accustomed to—no harm was done—but the action was still quite rough. "You know exactly what. O'laya told me she saw you and him together last night. Alone. Touching." Your eyes narrowed impossibly more, and Ao'nungs intense glare wasn't letting up. "How dare you. I would never muntxa si with anyone much less na'rìng na'vi."

muntxa si - mate with marry

na'rìng - forest

"Hard to believe when others saw too." Ao'nung lightened his grip ever so slightly, you took the chance to push him away. "I never claimed we were not together txonam," you take multiple needed steps back, extra precaution in case he made another attempt. "And it should not be a worry of yours who I spend my time with. Forest devil or no."

txonam - last night

Ao'nung released a sharp hiss, "of course it is my worry—you are my..."

"Your what Ao'nung?" You let out an equally poisonous hiss, becoming closer to him, this time on your own accord. He struggled to gather his thoughts into a comprehensive response, hurt taking the place of anger. "Tsk, exactly." You brush past him coldly, seeking the walkway's edge before you dove into cool waters that surrounded it. Leaving a stunned, shattered Ao'nung alone with only his thoughts.

Soothing gentle circles around your tender, slightly discolored arm where your fight with Ao'nung had occurred, a small pout wearing down your features at the thought of it. You'd known Ao'nung all your life and while you knew he only had good intentions in mind, there are better ways to convey a discomfort about something than whatever that was. You decided forgiveness would be granted when your arms felt better (nearing the day's end) and he himself apologized for his actions.

Besides, you couldn't stay angry at your Ao forever, especially with the saddened eyes he'd been sending your way.

"Manga," Roxto whistled after calling out to you, spitting water in your face for good measure. "You and your boyfriend have a fight or something? Pey do not answer that. The two of you are more than fight feet apart!" A sudden splash overcame Roxto as he struggled to keep the unexpected water out of unwanted places. "Quiet Roxto, all you do is speak speak speak! And what do you imply? We spend too much time together?"

manga - hey you

pey - wait

Rotxo's arms rose above his head to show he meant no harm, "geez, sorry—but it is funny how quick one can see when you two are in disagreement." You sent him a quick nudge to the face, "quiet my nerves are gone enough." He laughed aloud at your offensiveness, before something else caught his attention.

"Look there," Roxto nodded his head towards the approaching na'vi, the two of you watch for the umpteenth time as they carelessly jump into these ocean waters, a lack of proper guidance evident in their forms. Only for a moment did you catch a glimpse of Neteyam's golden eyes meet yours, quickly being shallow out by the water. You let out a deep sigh, "there is a long way to go." He nodded in agreement, swimming to meet Tsireya and Ao'nung, you quickly followed suit except pretending that a certain someone wasn't there entirely.

You tried to wait—you really did, but everyone looked as if they moved in slow motion, so you raced ahead without consideration, diving among the many creatures that resided within Eywa's wonderful sea. There were many things you noticed whenever finding the time to look back to the others, their lungs were weak, and on top of that they couldn't understand sign. It honestly made you reconsider your promise to Tuk and Neteyam many times. Everyone began to regroup towards the surface where you joined them.

"Are you alright?" Tsireya questioned the siblings with earnest concern, "you're too fast! Wait for us!" Tuk spoke on behalf of her family, her response made earned a laugh from yourself, you swam over and removed hair away from her face.

"You are not good divers—maybe good at swimming through trees but..." You coughed to silence the laugh that threatened to rise. Ao'nung looked over with a proud expression at almost making you laugh, his happiness was quickly revoked when his sister strikes him with little hesitation. "Tuktirey, I see you have already forgotten my words to you."

Tuk hummed, appearing in deep thought. She searched every inch of her memory in recall to yesterday's event. "You said...do not fear the waves. Fighting will only make it harder." You nodded, a gentle grin on display, "that's exactly it Tuktirey—this goes for the rest of you also," you take quick glances over the others. "Eywa has already accepted you into her beautiful waters, now you must allow yourself to be taken by them." You give them a simple demonstration by calming your breathing, eyes closed shut, feeling the water consume you on all sides.

Everyone watched your actions carefully, "yes breathe..." Tsireya added in a more direct sense, nodding as she did so. "Just breathe."

"We don't speak this...finger talk." Neteyam continued to grin though he seemed genuinely confused, playing with his own fingers to mimic the actual motions. "We don't know what you're saying." He looked to you almost pleadingly—I'm lost, guide me—his eyes read. You shook your head side to side, a small smile barely visible playing on your lips at his description. "No Neteyam, not finger talk, we call it sign. It is second tongue to us Metkayina."

Neteyam hummed, hanging on every word you spoke as he swam past his brother to be in closer proximity to you and Tuk. Aonung bared his teeth at the entire interaction, pray in that moment a wave overtook Neteyam, and him only. Tsireya’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head when seeing her brother's jealousy. "I will teach you." She looked over the group, "we all will."

Your ears perked up when Roxto's gasp beside you, "where is Kiri?" He asked, causing everyone to turn their heads in search of the female na'vi. "Kiri?" Tuk frantically called out for her sister. "Who?" Suddenly everyone started to repeat the name like a chant. "That girl is gone." You say in half meaningful concern, but mostly in surprise you hadn't noticed beforehand. Without notice you immerse the rest of your body into the water, splashing both Roxto and Tuk.

Ao'nung grabbed ahold of your tail before you could swim any further, preventing you from moving for the second time today. Unbelievable. Pulling your tail out of his grasp, you in turn whipped him with it. "Where are you going?" He angrily signed, now swatting your tail away from him. "To look for the weird girl." You began swimming once more, but felt his presence lingering behind. "Alone." You sent him a deadpan look, physically making him sulk.

You scoured the reef's sandy floor in search of a dark blue, lanky, out-of-place, female na'vi. Hoping she wouldn't be foolish enough to wonder any further, or even better, she retreated into the comfort of her home possibly getting spooked by an ocean animal. Though never in a million years would you think to see the foreign (former) Omatikaya this indulged in Eywa's sea—maybe even more so than yourself.

From behind a patch of rocks, you watched in complete shock as Kiri scouts the unfamiliar water, completely unafraid. She fearlessly swims alongside the animals, curiously observing them in complete awe, occasionally reaching out to touch. Your position would soon be compromised as your skimwing Kanaya came cutting through the water and barreling towards you at top speed, releasing a horrid screech to let her presence be known.

You shook your head quickly in a pitiful attempt to shoo her away but it was futile. Kanaya often greeted you like this, it had simply been in her nature to do so, she was rowdy, wild, antsy, but most of all—yours. Using her bill she nudged all around your belly resulting in a very ticklish you to nearly lose control of your breathing. Before you could even remotely get the chance to gain composure, Kiri rounded the boulder looking to Kanaya with bright eyes, then spotting you, making her immediately recoil.

How ungrateful, you begin to regret searching for her out of the goodness of your soul, moving to gently wrap your arm around Kanaya's neck, the two of you followed close behind while Kiri promptly swam away. She soon reached out to touch a school of fish, who avoided her hand entirely and instead circled around you, rubbing their smooth scales along your skin. Kiri crossed her arms with a huff when seeing the pink tongue that darted out from between your lips teasingly.

Slowly you reached down to pick a dark spiky vegetable from the rest of its brethren, letting Kanaya take a bite before handing it to Kiri. Her expression was one of extreme doubt, but ultimately received it. It's contents were nude in color, soft and mushy too, soon the same school of fish flocked to her in order to feed from what she held, looking to you with great suspicion.

You motioned Kiri to follow you up towards the surface, and she obliged, feeling herself begin to grow dizzy for desperately much needed air. How long had she been down there anyways.

"That vegetable is greatly loved among ocean creatures," you spoke calmly, your voice relatively steady for the first time (around Kiri at least). Once more she reached out to an unknown animal, though this time Kiri was welcomed with hostility, Kanaya biting away her hands. "Woah!" Kiri was quick to withdraw the limb, you laugh, rubbing Kanaya's neck up and down to sooth her worry. "Careful, she is of tsurak. They are not tstunwi, especially to strangers."

tsurak - skimwing

tstunwi - kind

"What's her name?" Kiri observed your skimwing, who sent looks of caution towards her. "Kanaya, and she is mine. I earned her around the age of thirteen—she is my world." Before you could explain any further, Kiri cut your words short, "why are you here?" She asked, watching as you mount Kanaya, "no, why are you here? You have already missed valuable lessons I've taught your siblings." Kiri seriously doubted that, "you haven't taught us anything since we arrived, can you blame me?" Almost as if she had said nothing at all, you make the bond with Kanaya and continue speaking. "Come, don't think holding your breath for long makes you Metkayina."

[quest-for-pluto]

To The Moon and Back

Platonic!Sully Kids x Human!Female!Reader

Summary: What if the Sully kids were captured instead of Spider? (A long drabble/short prompt?)

ZERO: THE ADDITION

"No!" Neteyam pounded against the glass, gritting his teeth. "Let us out!" When no one answered he growled, throwing himself against the wall. Expectedly, it didn't budge.

"Neteyam, stop it," Kiri wrapped a slender hand around his forearm, pulling him to face her. "You're scaring Tuk."

His eyes softened as they landed on his youngest sister, murmuring out a gentle 'sorry', before they hardened again as they landed on Lo'ak. His younger brother was silent as he sat curled in on himself, staring blankly at the wall with his head in his hands. Kiri couldn't stop him this time as he charged towards him, yanking him up forcefully by his necklace to sneer in his face. Lo'ak's eyes widened in shock.

"None of this would have happened if you had just used your fucking head!" He shouted, pupils dilated with aggression. "Are you happy now? We're all trapped here because of you!"

"Get off of me!" Lo'ak snarled, shoving harshly at his shoulders.

"Stop it!" Kiri cried, trying to step between them and coax them apart, but Neteyam refused to relinquish his hold or his glare.

"Cut it out," a foreign voice rang out in the white room, making them all pause. To their collective shock, the wall on the right lightened until it was completely transparent. The siblings warily huddled closer together as they saw two humans, a man and a woman, facing them on the other side of the window-like wall. Tuk wrapped her arms anxiously around Neteyam's waist.

The man clucked his tongue in annoyance, turning towards the woman. "See? This is why they should have been put in separate holding cells."

Neteyam felt Kiri's grip tighten on his bicep at their words.

"Would've been a waste of space," the woman huffed, quickly typing something on her laptop keyboard, before shutting it and giving them her full attention. Her stare was intense and very much unnerving.

"Where are we?" Surprisingly that had come from Lo'ak. His spine was rigid in an attempt at channeling their father's intimidating demeanor.

The man smirked, striding up closer to the glass barrier. "Far from home, kid. That's for sure."

"You can't keep us here," Kiri hissed, but Neteyam could feel her hands trembling against him. "Our clan will come for us and kill you all."

"That's what we're banking on," he chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets as he whistled lowly. "We really lucked out with these ones, didn't we doc?"

Neteyam cursed under his breath. They were planning to use them as bait to lure his parents here. He needed to find a way to get in contact with them, but all of their communication devices had been taken away when they were thrown in here. Fuck.

"Don't entertain them," she snipped, giving him an unimpressed stare. "We're not here to play games. I actually have a job to do, if you haven't noticed."

"Trying to get rid of me already?" He put a hand over his chest, a mock wounded look downturning his lips.

"Yes," she replied bluntly.

"Come on," he jeered, waving his arm at them like they were some sort of freak show. "Don't tell me you want to be alone with the savages?"

Neteyam and Lo'ak bristled at the insult, baring their teeth. Tuk whimpered behind Neteyam's leg.

The woman glanced at them, wrinkling her nose in disgust as if she was instead looking at a giant, steaming pile of ikran dung. "Of course I don't, but I also don't want to be homeless," she gave him a pointed look, jutting her chin towards the exit. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have some work to do. Alone."

The man raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine," he chuckled, striding leisurely towards the door. He was almost there when he paused, turning around with a raised brow. "Coffee later?"

"Get out," she said flatly.

The door opened and closed, leaving the room blanketed in a tense silence. It was also then that she started behaving weirdly.

She began frantically shuffling through the objects on her desk, lifting papers and shifting around devices. After a few minutes of this, she seemed to come across what she was looking for: a small, round dark object about the size of her pinky nail—which she promptly threw on the ground and crushed under the heel of her boot. It made a small crunching sound as it succumbed to the pressure.

"Fucking Madden," she hissed under her breath.

After kicking away the debris, she lifted her gaze, staring at them contemplatively. She slowly approached the glass barrier, her features becoming more distinguishable the closer she got. The siblings tensed, not able to tell what she was going to do next.

"Believe it or not, I'm not here to hurt you," she said finally, her stare heavy and unwavering. "In fact, I'd say I'm your best ticket out of here."

Neteyam narrowed his eyes. He knew how the sky people were, heard stories of their greed and destructive nature and even witnessed it firsthand. She couldn't be doing this out of her own good will. Why would she risk her livelihood and possibly her life for them? "What do you want?" He growled. She had to be after something.

"Your names," she said simply.

"What?" They all reeled back in disbelief.

"Well, more specifically, I'd like to get to know more about you," she elaborated, the harsh look in her eyes softening into something that looked suspiciously like curiosity.

"Why are you doing this?" Kiri's voice wavered from beside Neteyam, staring warily down at the small woman. Well, small to them, at least.

For the first time, a genuine smile crossed the woman's face, taking them all by surprise. "Didn't your father ever tell you," she said, something unreadable twinkling in her eyes. "That Sullys stick together?"

*****

*Takes a deep breath*

—internal screaming—

Guys. I’ve been WANTING to read something like this for so long that my brain just vomited it out. This is just an idea I wanted to share cuz it wouldn’t leave me alone and won’t be continued at the moment.

PS: PLEASE WE NEED MORE FICS WHERE JAKE’S SIBLING(S) INTERACT WITH THE KIDS T_T

[tinkerbelle05]

Loving You

Characters: Lo’ak x fem!metikayina!reader

Genre: Slight hurt, fluff

Warnings: somewhat pinning, awkwardness

Summary: Mending Lo’ak’s wounds after his fight with your friend Ao’nung. Surprisingly he keeps coming back to your pod for “treatment”. Would sparks fly between the two of you? Or would they die?

“You should really stop picking fights,” you scold the boy. You were gently cleaning up the blood from his wounds. This was the 3rd time this week the Omaticaya boy came into your pod with purple and red bruises all over his face.

“It’s not my fault that Fish Lips has such a punchable face,” he responded without missing a beat. You get a weird sense of deja vu because this is the exact conversation you had the other two times he came in before. Instead of shaking your head and rolling your eyes like usual, you decide to give Lo’ak, that was the boy’s name, some words of wisdom.

“Listen,” you grabbed his chin and turned it to face yours. Despite the scowl, he was giving you and the purple bruises, he wasn’t that bad looking. “Ao’nung is a piece of work, and everyone here knows it. But sometimes you gotta bite your tongue and pick your battles.”

“You sound like my Dad,” he rebuts.

“Well maybe you should listen to him then,” you started dabbing some salve on his eye and he only hummed in response.

After you were done, instead of saying thanks and leaving like others, Lo’ak decided to hang around the place. You thought it was odd the first time he’s done that, and you still do, but you found yourself enjoying his company.

You started noticing that he’ll come to your hut every few days, complaining of a headache or “getting too much Sun” as if that was such a thing.

“Please, I need something for my headache. It’s been killing me all day long,” he complains, and even rubbed his head for extra measure.

And he was complaining about leg pain the other day, and rubbed red paint on his leg for the “deep cut I got from a rock” a week ago.

You had the suspicion that he was faking all of these ailments or he’s just really, really unlucky. but allowed him to stay, as long as he wasn’t in your way.

“Really? Back again, are we Lo’ak?” You asked him with a blank stare.

He lies, without any shame but you stop him right there.

“Listen, I know that you are lying. I suppose it’s because…you want to be friends?” You asked.

To be honest, you wanted to say girlfriend rather than friend but you did not want to get too ahead of yourself. Why mess up a potential good thing?

“Oh! Um, yea I wanna be friends with you which is why i was doing all of that. .” He looks to the ground, his skin turning purple. “But like..your friends with Ao’nung soo.” He trails off, still not looking at you.

You give him a little chuckle, he’s pretty cute when he’s shy like that. “Me being friends with Ao’nung will not stop me from being friends with you, Lo’ak. Come in.” And the rest was history.

As you went along the day, doing your duties, Lo’ak would make a few terrible jokes and some absolutely horrible one-liners. But they never fail to make you laugh until your stomach hurts though.

One of his most memorable ones was,” Are you my ikran, because I’m want to be with you forever?”

You nearly spit out your water and couldn’t look at him for the rest of the day without bursting into a fit of giggles. If you remember correctly, he would avoid your eye contact with you too but it was probably because he was embarrassed.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up. He’ll also tell you all things about the forest and the animals that lived there.

“You know those animals my family and I arrived on?” he asked.

“Yes,” you say instantly. How could you forget them? You never saw something like that before in your life. They were a bit scary but you wanted to get closer anyway. Maybe touch their heads.

“Well,” he leans against the wall next to you, “they are called ikrans. You claim one when you become of age and want to be a hunter.” He went on to explain the details of how you claim an ikran that left you speechless.

“What happens if you were to die?” You questioned.

“Oh well,” and he stops to think about it.

“You're telling me no one has died trying to claim a beast that wants to kill them?” You asked, looking at him in shock.

He gives you a little shrug and looks equally confused and stunned. And just as you were interested in his life, he was interested in yours.

“Wait, so you're telling me that they are animals that you spiritually connect with?”

You stifled a laugh at his excitement, “Yes, and they are called Tulkans.” You started to explain the whole process to Lo’ak, and you watch as he hangs on to every word that you say.

“Wow, that-that’s sounds so cool. Can you introduce me to your spirit sister?”

“Of course I will, when they come back I’ll come get you.” Peak out the window to see it has gotten dark out. “But the eclipse is coming soon and your parents might be waiting for you,” you reminded him.

“Oh c’mon, it’s not a rule, it’s a mere suggestion. Now tell me more.” He looked up at you with enthusiastic eyes.

You avoided them the best you could, someone had to have a good head on their shoulder in this friendship. You shake your head and push him out the door.

“No, no Lo’ak. You are going home now, go.” With one final push he’s out the pod and you stand there blocking the entrance.

For a while, he just stands there looking at you. He seemed lost in thought so you jab in the shoulder.

“Hey! Pandora to Lo’ak.” You come closer to him and lightly tap on his forehead. “Anyone home?”

You didn't realize how close you were until he looked into your eyes and you saw his widened slightly. You didn't know what to do. Everything in you wanted to move in closer, to kiss him.

But does he want that? Would he reject you? Hate you forever because of it? You certainly did not want that to happen. He was a good friend and if that’s all he wanted then that would be enough for you.

He clears his throat and the blush travels all the way down to his neck, “Um, so there’s know way to say this but like, I kinda wanna kiss you. Um, so can I…?”

You brought his face to yours and kissed him in response.

You didn’t know what you were doing, and you had a feeling that he didn’t either, but you were excited for what the future could hold either way.

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- Do You Regret This? -

Pairing: Human!Lo’ak x fem!pregnant!reader

Request: [ @teyamsbitch ] “do you regret this?” “are you crazy? i would choose you and this family in every single lifetime.” w/ Lo'ak ➟ post. Readers worry she might ruin Lo'ak's life by getting pregnant and tear up a bit and when Lo'ak asks what's wrong she asks if he regrets this happening knowing how this will change their lives forever and lo'ak reassures her that this is what he wants.

Synopsis: You and Lo’ak are having your first child together and as the pregnancy gets further along you wonder if Lo’ak regrets having a baby with you.

Content: Aged!up Lo’ak, Modern au, miscommunication, angst + hurt w/ comfort, mentions of unplanned pregnancy, reader having doubts

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“Hey, babe, I’m worried about you. I haven’t talked to you in a while and I miss you. Call me when you get this.” That was the third voicemail Lo’ak left you this week. You’ve been avoiding him at all costs, not wanting to see him after you let your lingering thoughts and fears get the best of you.

You worried that he would feel trapped by you, especially since the pregnancy wasn’t planned. When you found out you were pregnant, you were happy, but also scared about your future. When you told Lo’ak the news, he was happy and excited too, but after that, you didn’t know how he felt. He could be wishing he never had a baby with you for all you knew and that was what you feared the most.

As you sat at the reception desk at your job, greeting visitors coming in, you saw someone who you weren’t expecting or wanted to talk to.

“y/n, we need to talk.” He was tired of you avoiding him. You haven’t been answering his calls, texts, acting as if you weren’t home when he came over, he was sick of it all and he wanted to get to the root of the problem.

“Okay, I get off in a few minutes. You can meet me at my house.” Lo’ak didn’t verbally reply, he just nodded and walked out the revolving doors of the building. You already knew exactly what he wanted to discuss and you weren’t ready for the conversation, but you were definitely preparing yourself.

—

When you made it home, you saw Lo’ak already standing by your front door, waiting for you to come unlock it. Once both of you walked inside and you put your bags down, you sat on the couch and Lo’ak sat beside you.

“Baby, why have you been avoiding me? I’ve been missin’ you like crazy and you haven’t been talkin’ to me at all.” You could see it in his eyes that he’s truly been missing you, that he’s longed for you ever since you excommunicated him from your life.

“Do you regret this?” You asked almost above a whisper, scared to hear his response to your question. You were already nervous about this conversation, so you thought it was best to just be straightforward with him.

“Do I regret this?” Lo’ak repeated the question, confused to what you were implying.

“Do you regret this?” You gestured to your slightly swollen stomach. “Having a baby with me. D-Do you feel like I ruined your life?” Your voice faltered as you talked, your eyes filling with tears until it pooled over and streamed down your cheeks.

“What? No, of course I don’t.” He answered swiftly, not even giving his answer a second thought. He loved the fact that his child was growing inside you, he was ecstatic to know that you and him would raise a child together.

“Me getting pregnant changed our lives completely, and I feel like I changed yours for the worst.” The spreading pain Lo’ak felt in his chest was almost unbearable. To hear you say those words hurt him because he knew that this feeling has been hanging over your head.

Lo’ak placed his hands on your face and used his thumbs to wipe away your tears. “I don't feel that way and I never will. You are the light of my life and the mother of my child. I could never regret having a baby with you. I’m in love with you, whatever happens between us, I’ll always love it. I would choose you and this family in every single lifetime.” His tone was so soft and loving, the way his words flowed through the air made you feel an indescribable sensation. You felt so much peace knowing what Lo’ak was feeling and that his feelings were all positive.

He leaned your head downward a little and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “The life I will forever want is with you and our baby.” He softly smiled, placing his hand on your stomach and feeling the baby begin to kick.

Watching him lit up as he talked about the baby and his future with you made you wonder what you were so worried about. He made you see that he was here for you, forever and always.

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