#Sam Worthington smut

[rosyjn]

IM GENUINELY FREAKING THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW! OH MY FUCKING GOD! I SCREEN RECORDED THESE MYSELF BTW✋

OH MY FUCKING GOD SAMS SO HOT

SRRY THEYRE SO BLURRY

[tojigasm]

House

Authors note: Here is the long-awaited Sam fic!! Funny thing, actually. I finished this last night only to open my computer and realize it hadn't even been saved, so I've spent this morning or so rewriting all of it, lolz. Anyways, I hope you lovelies enjoy!!

Warnings: nsfw 18+, smut, fem!reader, stepcest, sam is your stepdad, daddy kink, creampie, doggystle, kissing, anxiety

Synopsis:

Home is not the same afterward.

She doesn't notice Sam's more frequent absence as he spends more time in your room. And when you don't have college work to get done, the two of you are talking, making out, or fucking.

Your mother doesn't notice. Because if she did, what would you do.

The stone is hot beneath you – settling a baking ache into your skin that seeps up from your beach towel beneath you.

And the sounds of the rushing waves are heavy and soaked with foam that crawls up the sand as though it's coming to grab at you and pull you into the sea along with it.

You pop a bubble of gum from your glossed lips, swinging your feet behind you. You've finished the page of your book.

"Y/n," Sam's voice calls to you against the windy beach. "Look here."

He's set up a few feet away, and a digital camera stares back at you in his hands. The red recording light pulses above the lense.

You wave bashfully, fingers dancing as you wink to the camera from under your sunnies. "Hi, Sam's camera," you roll your eyes, turning back to your book.

Sam tugs at the string of your pink bikini top, "What's a pretty thing like you doin' out on the beach all alone?" His voice draws in a southern heat to it. He looks from side to side before settling down next to you, "hundereds of boys out here probably waitin' fr'their chance to steal y'away, huh?" He tips your chin, still recording you as you meet his baby blues.

A smirk pulls over your lips and you smile, teasing at the end of the string of your bathing suit top, "oh, nothin' just enjoyin' the view," you stifle a giggle through your southern accent.

Sam nods from behind the camera with a smile before stroking his hand over your jaw to behind your ear, thumb circling the soft of your cheek.

His thumb slips past your sticky lips, he lets you wrap the plush of them around his digit, and he sighs softly.

"You're a naughty girl," the light of the camera catches your eye, and you stare down the barrel of the lense before looking up at him, smirking. "What would your mother think?" The southern accent weans.

You pull away from his thumb with a 'pop', "What would your wife think?" You pull your sunnies up to rest on your head.

Sam gages you under a watchful eye of baby blue. Tongue poking at the inside of his cheek, he lifts the camera up again to look at you through the grainy lense.

Your lips perk under the scene, glossed and plush when you run your tongue along the soft of them again.

"Keep doing that, and you're gonna be in trouble, missy." Sam teases, his voice deep with warn.

You nod, "Oh, of course, daddy." There's a draw to your voice that Sam catches almost instantly. A draw of dangerous wean that suggests something that challenges him.

"Am I a bad girl, daddy?" You peer over your shoulder, "a bad, bad girl?"

Sam doesn't say anything. Rather, he watches you, smirk pulled in loftiness and eyes narrow for a moment before he stands and makes his way near the water.

—

The ride home is gentle and soft as music plays throughout the car.

Your legs are propped out the side window, and the sun blazes over your skin a glittery shine.

Sam keeps a hand on the wheel and the other past the button of your jean shorts, circling the pads of his fingers over your clit.

—

Sat in his lap, thin fabric of your bathing suit pressed into his hot bulge. Sam's hands slide up and down the soft of your back to squeeze at the plush of your ass.

You gasp playfully, arching your back some to press your hands up into your breasts with a soft moan.

Sam groans from beneath you, relaxing deeper into the leather of the couch and spreading his thick thighs.

"You're so pretty." Sam speaks earnestly, resting his head against the arch of the couch.

You bite at your bottom lip, scuffing your hands into his thick tufts of roan. "What would my mom think?" The question is far softer.

Sam chuckles, and you can feel his leg bounce up and down beneath you. His head rolls to the side lightly, "Let daddy take care of you, hmm?"

Rough hands scoop under the plush of your ass to lift you, gently moving you to rub against the hot bulge of his cock.

A sharp hiss passes through Sam's teeth, and he holds a hand at your waist as the other strokes up and down the length of him.

The fat swollen tip presses into your bathing suit, and you whine, followed by a teaching 'shh' from Sam.

"Christ, can already feel how wet you are."

"Please fuck me." Your brows drop into a pout "wanna feel good, daddy." and Sam nods, moving the thin material to the side with one hand before pushing his tip against your sopping folds.

"Deep breath fr'me, angel," Sam guides gently as you take the girth of him inch by inch. The ache pools in your thighs, stretch so delicious your knees ache.

Your head falls forward to his chest, and he takes on a protective role when you've taken the bulk of him. Completely filled with him, balls pressed up against your velvet folds.

Sam presses a kiss to your temple, "feel okay?" He asks, testing a soft thrust that makes you keen in want.

"Please," you sob, tucking your face into his shoulder.

The two of you go on like that for a while; taking from one another and all at the same time fliiing each other up in a suffocating hold that contracts and pulses.

Windows of the living room fog and both you and Sam's skin runs slick with heat.

"M'legs hurt." You mumble, and Sam nods.

"Okay, hon," he helps you off of him before standing and maneuvering you to sit on the slick seat of the couch.

You wiggle in an anticipation and Sam chuckles quietly, running his hand over the globes of your ass.

"Arch yr'back, sweetie," he stands behind you, pushing at the dip of your spine to which you follow, dropping your head to cushioned pillows and letting your knees support your cunt In the air. "There y'go."

His cock fills you so deliciously that you sob.

And it's all so overwhelming; your slick that trickles down the insides of your thighs, the 'pap, pap, pap' that echoes throughout the living room, the weight of him and the stretch of his girth against your gummy walls, and the vulgarity of it all.

"Fuckin' swear you were made fr'me," Sam groans and you cry.

Your cheek presses into the hot leather of the couch, and your nails dig into the rough seat.

Sam's hand trails down your arm to hold your own, grounding you as he gently circles his thumb over your hot skin.

"So deep," you mumble, "feels so good."

His hand slips to hold at your chin, pulling you up to rest your back against his chest.

The angle makes your breath hitch and your eyes screw shut as his cock stretches you open.

"Please," you cry.

And when you cum, your lashes fall to your cheeks and your walls squeeze around his girth.

"M'cumming, daddy, fuck" you sob and Sam soothes you, letting you fall back to the couch, laying himself atop you.

"You're okay," Sam whispers against your cheek, still pumping into you.

The overstimulation sends shivers through your thighs and toes, making you squeal under him.

Sam drops his chin to your shoulder, kissing up the soft of your neck and your chin. The bristles of his beard tickles against your soft cheeks.

"Oh fuck," Sam warns, swollen balls tapping your soaked folds. "Shit, daddy's gonna cum," he bites at the skin of your shoulder when he fills you.

The heat of him spills into you and trickles down the insides of your thighs and Sam gently places you to the couch before scooping his cum back into your swollen cunt.

Large hands run up and down the soft of your legs.

"You okay?" He asks after a moment.

You nod. Lashes closed to your cheeks.

He stands and sits beside you on the couch, pulling you into his lap, holding you to his chest as he rocks the two of you back and forth gently.

—

Home is not the same afterward.

Your mother doesn't return from her trip for a few days, and though she's none the wiser, you know eventually one of the two of you would slip.

She doesn't notice the Sam sitting on your side of the table, his hand soft on your thigh or your foot on his shoe.

She doesn't notice the small splintered pieces of leather from her favorite couch that are missing.

And she doesn't notice how excited you are when she tells you she's planning another girl's trip at the end of the upcoming month.

She doesn't notice Sam's more frequent absence as he spends more time in your room. And when you don't have college work to get done, the two of you are talking, making out, or fucking.

You tell yourself your mother doesn't notice as Sam pulls you into his lap against your headboard, kissing over your cheeks and nose and chin. The bristles of his beard tickles you again, and you giggle.

Your mother doesn't notice. Because if she did, what would you do.

[hiiamtheproblem]

look what i found on twt...

[shadowwfoxx]

18+

“C’monn baby,” Jake chuckles as he tugs you, dragging you away from the hunt festival. You’re both drunk off your asses. This being Jake’s first-ever hunt festival, which was one of the biggest festivals, everyone went crazy with introducing him to some of the strong liquids on Pandora. Everyone cheered him on and took shots with him. 

You and your friends were absolutely amused by this, joining in on the fun as well. Jake quickly realized that Grace was not lying, this stuff was no joke. After a while, everyone was too drunk to even notice how touchy you and Jake were to each other. How Jake put his hand on your upper thigh and kept whispering in your ear. How you leaned closer to his body and held onto his bicep. 

“Jakeee,” you giggle as you both almost tripped. Your grip on his hand tightens. “Where are we even going?” Jake drags you deeper into the forest, and the music from the festival slowly fades away. It is much quieter now and significantly cooler since you aren’t surrounded by a huge pit of fire anymore. 

“I dunno,” Jake smiles as he shrugs his shoulders. He tugs on your arm once more. “Gotta walk faster!” He says while laughing, looking back to see you struggling to keep up with him. 

You gasp jokingly. “Heyy don’t laugh! Y’gotta walk s-slower!!” Jake stops walking so that you can walk in front of him. You giggle as you throw your head back. Both of you finding anything and everything funny at this point.

As you throw your head back, you close your eyes, appreciating the beautiful sounds of the forest as you continue to giggle. However, not looking at where you were stepping caused you to trip. Luckily before anything bad happened Jake was quick to catch you by your hips.

He laughs at your clumsiness. “Baby y’gotta look where you’re goin’.” He wraps his arm around your waist. The pet name sent warmth throughout your body.

“I was!” you lied. “and you still haven’t told me where we are going.” 

Jake moves your body in front of him, your back flush against his warm chest. He wraps one of his arms around your stomach and the other around your chest. “I just wanted to get ya alone,” He whispered in your ear. His voice sends shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, trying not to smile.

“oh yeah?” You tease. 

“Ohh yeah,” Jake smirks before he starts to kiss your neck.  You lean your head against his, moaning softly at his contact. He then starts sucking on your neck, wanting to leave a mark. You let out a breathy laugh, turning your head to face his. You both look at each other with wide grins, swaying slightly from side to side. 

“You look so beautiful right now,” Jake says. You giggle again looking down at the floor feeling a bit more shy now that you guys are alone. Jake turns your head back to face him before smashing his lips to yours. Your lips are soft against his as you both move in sync. 

Jake moves your body to face him before breaking the kiss to kiss your neck again. You moan and throw your head back as you bring your hands into his hair. Jake then guides you backward up against a tree before quickly going back to kissing your lips. 

It’s a bit sloppy considering you’re both drunk but it all felt so hot. Jake’s hands roam your body before he makes his way down to your ass, squeezing it. You smile into the kiss. He feels your smile before smiling himself. He continues to squeeze your ass before using it to push you against his hardened cock. 

Your smile quickly turns into a soft gasp. Jake finds your reaction funny as he smiles into the kiss again. Jake breaks the kiss causing you to whine.

“I wan- *kiss* try *kiss* somethin’ *kiss* “ Jake chuckles as you try and continue to kiss him. He guides you by your lower back to a flat rock for you to sit on. The cold surface of the rock helps to cool down your hot skin. 

Jake softly nudges your shoulders. “Lay back baby.” As you lay back, Jake picks up both of your legs by the back of your knee and makes it so that your legs are bent and your feet are resting at the edge of the rock. Jake comes in between your legs and slowly starts to kiss up your body. You close your eyes and giggle.

“It tickles.” You say smiling. He continues to kiss up your body until he reaches your tits, which were covered by your very skimpy top (which you wore specifically for Jake). 

“Mmm, I like this,” Jake says smirking. He plays with the beads from your top, admiring the way it fits your chest. You blush, eyes still on Jake, completely distracted by how hot he looks right now. You so badly want him to take care of the ache that’s starting to grow between your legs.

“Can I take it off?” Jake asks now staring into your eyes. You had a needy pout on your face that Jake was fucking obsessed with. You nod your head almost immediately. “Need your words, baby.” 

“Y-yes please.” Jake starts to take off your top, making sure he’s being as gentle as possible. His soft touches burn your skin. Once your top is off, Jake goes back to kissing your body. He makes his way around your chest area. You look at him, doe-eyed and lips parted. 

Your eyes don’t leave his figure, absolutely mesmerized by his actions. He looks up at you as he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. You throw your head back, moaning. If you weren’t wet before, you’re definitely soaking now. Jake makes sure to show your other tit some love by groping it with his big hands, occasionally pinching lightly at your nipple. It was all starting to feel even more intense because Jake never took his eyes off you. Scanning your face. Reading your reactions. 

“J-Jake. S’good.” You whine while closing your eyes. He hums around your tit before lightly biting your peaked nipple. You let out an airy gasp. Your eyes shoot open to be met with Jake’s hungry eyes. 

“Eye’s on me, baby girl”. Jake releases his mouth from your tit, which is now glistening with his spit. He moves to your other tit, showing it the same love. The ache between your legs is starting to grow unbearable. You begin to rut your hips into his body, desperately looking for some relief. Jake releases your tit from his mouth before going back up to kiss your lips. 

You continue to grind your hips into his. Your hands gripping his hair as you both make out heavily. Jake breaks the kiss to kiss down your body again. He makes his way down to your loincloth, leaving wet kisses around it. He looks up at you, asking with his eyes. 

“Please, take it off.” You beg. Jake smirks as he unties it and reveals your wet cunt. 

“Damn baby you’re soaking.” A string of slick appears as he separates your loincloth from your body.

“Holy shit,” Jake groans at the sight. He’s never seen someone as perfect as you. He grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them back to where your legs are almost against your chest so that you are now on full display for him. You hiss as cool air hits your sensitive cunt, processing how exposed you are to him. Jake begins to kiss the back of your thighs occasionally biting your skin to tease. You whine. He’s so close to where you need him yet so far.

“Jake p-please,” you say out of breath. 

“Please what?” Jake says as he goes back to leaving wet kisses closer to your dripping core, now staring into your eyes. He’s got that stupid smirk on his face again. 

“I need you s’bad.” You beg.

“Y’have me,” Jake says as he starts to kiss away from your pussy. You whine again, throwing your head back in frustration. 

“Use your words and I’ll do whatever ya want.” Oh, he was enjoying every minute of this, watching you fall apart under his touch. He pinches the sensitive skin on your thigh. You squirm and huff out in frustration. 

“Please…need your mouth on my pussy,” you say, the alcohol giving you all of the courage you needed to say that.

Jake smiles. “Atta girl,”. He quickly moved his arms so that they were hooked over your hips to lock your legs in place. Jake didn’t waste any more time after that and dove in licking from your sopping hole and up to your clit. He wrapped his mouth around it. You let out the most pornographic moan as he started sucking on it. Your hands go straight to his hair, gripping to steady yourself for what’s about to come. 

You arch your back at the intense pleasure coursing through your body. Jake groans against your pussy sending vibrations up your spine. Jake looks up at you, taking in the sight before him. Your eyebrows are furrowed and you’re biting your lip. He separates from your cunt, causing you to whine and open your eyes. 

Jake spreads your thighs wider before pausing to look you in the eyes. He brings his fingers to your slippery cunt, using them to separate your folds. He then spits right on your clit. You let out a broken moan, dropping your head back down on the rock. Jake goes back to work on your throbbing clit as he starts to nod his head from side to side. 

“O-oh Jake,” you cry out. Your hand goes to grip on his arm that’s holding your legs down.

“Yeah, baby? Y’like that?” Jake asks. His voice was low and hoarse. You pick your head up to look at him. His mouth shining with your slick. The sight of him makes you even more wet. 

“Mhm..love it s’much.” You babble. You both keep eye contact as he goes down on you once again before thrusting his tongue inside your pussy. His mouth goes back up to your clit. He starts to give your clit sloppy kisses. Your cunt tightens around nothing as he continues to make out with your cunt.

You are a mess under him. Your legs trembling, your hands gripping onto anything around you, your breathing uneven. 

“Mmm, you taste so good, baby.” Jake releases the hold of one of your legs before plunging two thick fingers into your wet pussy. 

“Oh fuck!” You squeal, eyes rolling back. Jake groans as you immediately tighten around him. The squelching noise coming from the contact was so hot. Jake could not get over how wet and warm you felt. 

Jake thrusts his fingers in and out of your hole. His tongue flicked quickly over your clit. Everything was so messy now. Your juices and Jake’s spit mixed and trickled down to the rock underneath you. Your legs threaten to close around his head as he continues to assault your creamy pussy. You quickly start to feel the warmth bubbling in your stomach as your orgasm approaches. You tighten around Jake’s fingers signaling to him your close. 

“You close baby?” Jake asks, already knowing the answer. Jake looks up at you. Your head nodding fast, eyes tightly closed, and mouth open breathing heavily. 

“Yes yes so close Jake please.” You whine. Everything feels so hot and intense. His fingers curl, hitting that sweet spot. 

“Y-yes, right there!”

“Yeah? That the spot?.” Jake teases.

“Uh huh-fuck I’m g’na cum!” You pant. Your hips raise off of the rock.

“Look at me, look at me when you cum. C’mon, baby.” You use all of the strength you have to open your eyes and meet Jake’s eyes. “That’s it, good girl.”

You moan as Jake flicks his tongue over your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly, his fingers continue to thrust at a fast pace, hitting that spot. All of this while he’s keeping that intense eye contact brings you over the edge and hard. 

“Sh-shit!” You moan loudly. Your hips rise higher off of the rock, legs shaking around Jake’s head. Your body jerks as your cunt pulses around Jake’s fingers as he helps you ride out your high. 

You had shut your eyes now as the pleasure became too intense and caused them to water. You arch your back as Jake continues to finger you. 

As you come down from your high you start to feel the overstimulation. Jake removes his fingers but continues to give sloppy kisses to your cunt. He growls against you. He was addicted to your taste, never wanting to stop.

“Jakee!” You squeal as he laps your dripping pussy. You throw your head back again before attempting to sit up to lightly push him away. Jake gives one final kiss on your clit before he starts kissing up your body. He reaches your lips, kissing eagerly. You whimper as you taste yourself on his lips. Both of you moaned into each other’s mouths before Jake broke the kiss. 

“Fuck baby,” he laughs “that was so hot.” You huff out a laugh before looking down at Jake’s prominent bulge. You look back at him before leaning in to kiss him again. As you kiss him you reach down, cupping his bulge. Jake groans into your mouth. You smile against his lips.

“Your turn.” 

——————————————————————————

As Brittany Broski once said,

“I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism”

[httpscomexe]

Kink-Tober 2024 🎃🏵️🍁🍂

🎃First fic will be posted on October 1st, 2024. All currently added on this list are the ones I have completed thus far. List will update nearly every day. Almost all fics will include smut🎃

Days with this emoji (🛑) will include triggering abuse such as non-con, kidnapping, etc.

If you would like to be added to the tag list, please let me know. Please refer to this post to see what will be posted each day 🏵️

Day 1 - Double Pen - Stucky - 🛑Double Trouble

Day 2 - Blindfold - Loki Laufeyson - Ballroom Dance

Day 3 - Bondage - Peter Parker - 🛑 No, You Don't

Day 4 - Virginity - Wade Wilson - You? A Virgin?

Day 5 - Swallowing - Sam Wilson - 🛑 Swallow

Day 6 - Praise - Quentin Beck - 🛑 Little Witch

Day 7 - Overstimulation - Steve Rogers - Almost There

Day 8 - Face Sitting - Steve Rogers - Getaway

Day 9 - Knife Play - Bucky & Loki - 🛑 Slice

Day 10 - Pet - Wade Wilson - Pet

Day 11 - Not doing - Choking 😔

(Still adding to the list, updates almost daily)

[livelaughlovetojiii]

i think i busted a nut at this. here’s something for y’all to enjoy while i’m writing 😘😘

[melodydolohov23]

I'm not kidding I'm feral I'm in heat I WANT JAKE SULLY NOW

[fleursbending]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄. | Jake Sully

⤷ third installment of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒, coming soon. ✎ᝰ ── based on the song : fine line , by harry styles.

ˏˋ °•*⁀➷ set before & during the events of 2009 avatar.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 :

Jake cannot stand you, and he will not allow himself to. 

Not as a human, and not as one of the people.

You were a reminder of his past. The blaring realities when juxtaposed with the life he lived now. The best friend of his deceased twin brother, the one who had convinced him to train for such a demanding job experience. 

The one who got him killed.

How dare you have the nerve to continue on this mission, to taunt him of everything he had to lose in a snap of a finger. 

He wanted you gone, he wanted you to pay.

But Grace says you're one of the greatest assets to their team, and nothing he'll try to input will have her sending your ass back to the decaying Earth. 

Now that puts a slight dent in his plans.

That's alright, he has more than enough time to wish and torment. For you should have been the one to be hit with the bullet instead. 

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : human!jake ⇢ eventual na'vi!jake x human to na'vi!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, talks of grief/death, eventual smut, slowburn, talks of war, + more to be added in the near future.

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

⤷ if you would like to join 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 taglist please comment on the linked post or ask through my inbox. thank you!♡

you can access the spotify playlist, ➥ here !

[loaklvr]

[dilfs-bitch]

Again | Jake Sully (nsfw)

Pairing : Jake Sully X Recom female reader ( human before )

Warnings : Mention of coronel Miles Quaritch, Neytiri, Tsu'tey. mention of death, cheating, age gap { Reader in her early twenties, Jake in his late thirties } p in v sex { Reader is virgin } masturbation { fem receiving } mentions of angst (not too graphic, but a warning all the same!

Word acount : 6k

Summary : After you die, Jake never thought he’d see you again, but after fifteen years, the RDA brings " you " back.

I apologize in advance if there are grammatical errors. English is not my first language, and I wrote this with the help of the translator.

Chapter two

Jake was going crazy.

It was no longer a secret to the clan or Neytiri how close he was to you in recent months, and part of him didn’t care to hide it.

Not after fifteen years away from you, he would never forgive himself, no matter how hard he tried, that feeling that he’d done something wrong was there every time he remembered your face, that lifeless face that haunted him for years.

He met you still on earth, despite you being much younger than him, you two used to hook up and even though you two never had a serious relationship, it was much more than just sex. And then everything happened so fast, his twin brother dies on the same planet you’re also going to, then he has no other option besides accepting the invitation that was extended to him. 

You were the Colonel’s squad and do what he told you to do, while Jake was in the Avatar program trying to learn more about the Na'vis, not even he realized how it happened but you two grown apart and even though he would never admit, he knew that Neytiri was the reason. 

So you take orders and don’t think twice about destroying the Hometree, he never understood but also can’t blame you. You were never the most civilized person he knew, but you certainly didn’t have a bad heart, so all your emotionlessness about the lives you took away was some kind of punishment for him. 

He tried, eywa knows he tried to change your mind, but you’ve always been stubborn and now that Quaritch had manipulated you, he knew there was no turning back, but Jake still wanted to know why you were doing this, and he never was able to forget the anger, the pain in your eyes, the betrayal in your voice when you say that was because he was able to betray his own race, betray the woman he said he loved for a Na'vi he met months ago. On that day, Jake didn’t have much time to argue because you’d been hit in the chest by Neytiri’s sharp arrow.

He couldn’t hate her because all she was doing was protecting her people, her planet, but there's a part of him that would never forgive her for killing you, the woman he was in love with.

Moving on was difficult, he was grief for your death, being haunted by your lifeless face and all the memories you two had together, but Neytiri was there, so thoughtful to him that it did not take long for that attraction to become something more, then they mated she was now his mate and Jake becomes the Olo'eyktan of the clan, bonds have been forged in fire and blood and years pass, he’s smarter, older and has a family now, but he wasn’t expecting the RDA goes so far creating recombinants with DNA from the deceased soldiers, Quaritch, and his squad was back but at this time he was more concerned about you, years later as recom.

He wondered if you’d remember him, Jake desperately wanted to know if you still would feel something when you saw him, despite being older, certainly not attractive as before, unlike you who despite your avatar features looked exactly like your human form, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Eywa never makes mistakes. Maybe that’s why you were taken to his hut with a big arm wound caused by Tsu'Tey’s arrow, he wouldn’t let another demon like you destroy his home, but he changes his mind when the ancient spirits surround you. Abusing his authority, the Olo'eyktan decides that you stay to learn more then you can go, Jake was not even thinking that letting you stay was risky, the RDA would look for you, but he can not avoid wanting to be near you even if you're avoiding him, even though some people of the clan was commenting or how their children asked why he spent so much time with you, Jake was not even caring about his mate’s jealousy, he loved Neytiri and that wasn’t a secret, but he loved you much more.

_________________

You were no longer yourself but still had the memories of your old self, and the same regret was there for the destruction that had caused to Pandora. 

Maybe it was a new feeling, or it was the old memories that clouded your mind every time you observe Jake, he looked different, older, yet attractive, but the anger was there maybe caused by the memories of how the feelings he said he had for you meant nothing, the anger was also there for Neytiri, this was not a memory but a video that the General Ardmore showed you at the time of your death and perhaps the worst part was that the man who claimed to love you was with her leaving your lifeless body for the RDA.

Revenge is the only reason you decide to stay, but the real, ultimate indignity of it all is that was those old memories that seemed to betray you or Pandora’s breathtaking beauty, but it didn’t seem fair to destroy the planet once again, any part of you wanted to hurt Jake Sully or is it some kind of illness, an infection that has taken hold you, perhaps it was those ancient spirits that surrounded you in the Omaticaya forest that have bewitched you, any option no matter how stupid it seems was better than admitting that once again you are being betrayed by your own feelings.

“ Utral Aymokriyä, is the tree of voices, if you connect your queue here we can hear the voices of our ancestors "

You close your eyes as your tail coiled tightly low around your leg, trying to refrain from the wave of anger that runs through your body as you hear the Olo'eyktan’s voice, his interest in showing you some more of life in Pandora infuriating you. Annoyed you how he made sure to teach you bow and arrow, he always wanted to be the one to teach you more of the tradition of the Omaticaya clan, and you didn’t like being around the Sully and even less how his voice sounded every time he taught you something like he was happy to be teaching you more about their customs, not even your fiercest scowl seem to discourage his attempts to converse with you.

And even though that was one of the most beautiful places that you had already seen, it didn’t feel right to be in a sacred place, not after all you do to Pandora.

" Are you okay ? " He slowly approaches and reaches out to touch your shoulder.

The feeling of his hand makes you open your eyes, quickly hissing and moving away. Jake is at least startled that was the first time you hissed at him, a bold move considering he was now the Olo'eyktan of the clan, but he walks away feeling your anger and not wanting to start the argument he’s been avoiding for months.

" Don’t touch me " You say, staring at him with furrowed eyebrow

You don't quite understand the reason for the reaction, although you don't regret it, preferring to believe it was just the pent-up anger that happened years ago. Your heart leaps at the thought that the real reason for your overreaction is that you missed his touch and not know how to react to it. You want to get out of there, you want to move your feet and get out of that tension that quickly built up ten times worse than before, you want to escape his gaze on your neck like a weight but you can't.

Jake eyed you carefully, his mind clouding with one of the memories of you two together just when they arrived in Pandora, he didn’t remember pretty well the reason but you were jealous, a wide smile on his face remembering that you did exactly what you did now, and Instinctively he found himself making the same move he did that night holding your hand still much smaller than his own, he expects you to do exactly what you did that night but you keep standing there because your body is betraying you, and you don't really want move away from his touch which him take as encouragement, stepping closer behind you.

Jake just stands there his chest pressed against your back while he stayed there waiting for you to calm down, he doesn’t know what to do, but when he realizes Jake’s already nesting his nose against your soft hair, his heart thump against his rib cage and something in his lower belly leap you still smell so good that he is almost purring with the familiar scent, one of his ears tremble, and his tail coiled under your ankle

He cursed himself when your body leaps turning away from him turning to stare at him with the same angry gaze as before your furrowed brows, embarrassed now Jake feels his ears flatten back as he expects you to insult him as you did in all the other times he dared to try to touch you, and yet you remain quiet and Jake swears he can see how your gaze looks a little different now but no matter how hard he tries, he can’t decipher. 

"Stop, stop doing that, " You say poking his large chest with your index finger causing him to lurches back " That’s wrong, you have family, a mate. " 

He tilts his head to the side as if he's trying to figure out what you’re just saying and then something clicks in his mind, you realized what he was doing from the beginning even though it was Instinctively, Jake was trying to make you his mate.

He made sure to teach you personally everything about the clan, and he was not hard on you as he was with the others, Jake even let you speak as you wanted with him. He never stopped loving you but he never thought you realized his true intentions, he never thought that would work, that it that gaze so different was because you wanted him too, maybe not as your mate but you wanted him and your annoyance was obvious cause you to disapprove his actions and he also but couldn’t help himself. He loved you more than his mate, he wanted you to be the mother of his children, Jake wanted to change your mind that day because it would save him years of suffering for you. 

He doesn’t notice what he’s doing until he walks up to you holding your face tight stopping you from moving, your heavy breathing as your eye focusing on anything behind him, so you don’t have to look into his eyes, would be too much when you tried for months not to fall in love with him again.

" I wanted to say I’m sorry for betraying my own race but I don’t, my only regret was betraying you, letting you die. Maybe I’ll regret later for doing what I’m gonna do now but I’m not thinking very well, I don’t think clearly since I saw you, the woman loves most in all my life"

Your tail lashes, the irrational part of you content to hear what Jake says. It feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulder, your heart lurches as he leans forward to rest his forehead on yours, and Instinctively you close your eyes, feeling the positively scorching soft touch of his finger caressing against the skin of your cheeks, your stomach gives a kind of nervous tremor at the thought of why he is doing it, your brain almost stops completely when he leans press a kiss on your lips.  

For a split seconds, Jake panics when you don’t kiss him back, and he pulls back only to be surprised by your smaller hands wrapping around his waist as you insistently kiss his lips, nibbling lightly, and he hums and purrs against your mouth. It’s frantic, passionate, and overwhelming, and your eyes practically roll when you allow him to kiss you with his tongue. 

When one of his big hands falls from your face to the bottom of your thighs and envelops the tender flesh there pulling you up, you release a kind of gasping embarrassing moan against his mouth as your leg winds against his waist, It seems the apex of all his hopes and desperate dreams over the past few months, and Jake can't hardly believe that he’s kissing and touching you like that after all these years, it feels like a dream. 

It doesn’t take long for you to feel the soft bioluminescence moss of the ground against your back, cursed yourself when he pulls back, and you chase his lips, Jake just chuckles, lowering his head to kiss your neck, humming with satisfaction when you tilt your head to the side enough so that he sucks the skin there, your eyes widen in shock because you don't know how to react with the new feeling that shivers your whole body. He pulls back, hovering over you, his pupils are blown wide, his tail caressing provocatively your legs. When he holds your hips tight, forcing his growing length under his loincloth against your open legs, you gasp on how big he is and once again he just chuckles resting his head against your sternum pulling the fabric of your white tank top down.

His tongue is gentle, sliding from your breast over one of your nipple, sucking and circulating his warm tongue there, you arch your back allowing him to do because the feeling is so good that you groan his name, his amber eyes shoot to glance your face of pleasure your body squirm beneath him and Jake tongue goes out to lick your other nipple. You were so beautiful, furrowed eyebrows, mouth slightly open, that drop of sweat that was already beginning to form on your forehead.

" I’ll make you feel good, ma tìyawn "

The sound of Jake's low voice goes directly to your cunt that pulses eagerly with promise and with the affectionate nickname of his voice, a smug smile grows on his face when he realizes it is your scent that lingers in the air tells him how much you like it, and he does it again just to feel your sex throb as he rubs on you.

" You like it when I call you ma tìyawn, don’t you? He whispers, burying his face in your neck, " I feel it "

Even though he’s not seeing anything all you can do is nodded quickly, your cunt clenching around nothing once again hearing his words, your throbbing clit the sodden fabric of its slick folds starts to become a little uncomfortable, so you push his hips with your knee so that he moves away taking his hand up to your cargo pants hoping that he does something and Jake's quick to quickly grope the button to unzip the pants pulling them over your ankle. Your legs close in the failed attempt to avoid his lust gaze but a pair of his strong hands effortlessly keep them apart, that makes you a little embarrassed, slight flushing spreading down your cheeks

" Don’t hide Y/n, I want to see, " he says, a smile playing on his lips as his fingers search for your neglected clit.

You let out a soft sigh as his fingers circled your clit, and he leaned once again your small hands holding his face, kissing him again. Your lips moved against him slowly with more delicacy than before, the burning sensation in his abdomen consuming him, your hands exploring his back down to his waist when you undid the ties of his loincloth releasing his hard cock the leaking tip with pre-cum, Jake is quick to move his fingers to your entrance pushing one finger stretching you out, and you break the kiss choking with burning a little pain there, nothing had entered there before. Your ears have now flattened once again when he stops noticing the discomfort on your face.

" I’m sorry ma tìyawn, I didn’t know " He kisses your temple. 

It only takes a few minutes for the pain to disappear, and you jerk your hips, and he quickly understands what to do, Jake focused his thumb on your clit slowly slides two fingers, splitting you open to what was to come. When he felt you adjusting to him, he started fucking you with his fingers, pumping in and out of your wet center, the already overwhelming sensation that your cunt clenching around his fingers your mouth open in a silent moan when he sucks your nipples and grind his cock against your thigh. The pleasure becomes almost too much, grabbing his biceps for some kind of comfort and his muscles flexing over your soft touch, and that makes the coil in his stomach tenser with the simple touch of your hands.

But then he draws his fingers away from your entrance, looking deep into your eyes waiting for any kind of doubt but all Jake finds are the aroused lust and what he swears to be the same gaze that you has when you looked at him when you were in love, your eyes soften guiding his painfully hard cock to your entrance, pushing the tip in. With your hot and wet sex engulfing him, he realizes that stretching hurts when your eyes water, Jake is quick to kiss you to give you some kind of comfort, you’re sucking him greedily anyway, panting with the feeling of being filled, and when he finally got to the bottom, his tight balls rested against your ass and the tip in of his cock poked you cervix, making a needy moan come out of your mouth when you break the kiss with a string of drool.

" Please Jake " a whine came out from you.

He moans, needing no more incentive than that starting to come out of you, before pushing back and setting a slow pace immediately, his big hands grab your thighs, and you circle your legs around his hips getting a better angle, your tits swaying when his hips meet yours, his cock reaching even deeper inside you and your hands were desperately grabbing his back needing something to hold on to, and it hit him like a wave, the most intense feeling he’s ever experienced years ago has filled his body again, his heart, his head, is everywhere, it was not the bond of tsaheylu, but Jake could say it seemed way much more intimate than that just from you heavily gaze into his eyes he knew that you could feel his love, the regret, the need he had for you and the pain he endured in the last years. 

" I like you Jake " You murmured, holding his back tighter.

The captivating sound of your voice matching what you just said made his heart skip in a beat. The feeling was overwhelming, he could never have denied his feelings towards you, his cock pounding in your tight cunt without stopping and a slight change in the angle made the tip of his cock hit that spongy spot inside you all the time, making you say his name as a prayer, your euphoria starting to form in the inside lower part of your stomach.

" I love you so much ma tìyawn " he gasped in your sensitive ear, making the two squirm at the confession.

He could feel he was near but he wanted you two to came together, his finger circling your clit rudely and his hips stuttering against yours is enough, your walls clinging so tightly that he only manages to bury deeper into you with one last thrust causes your vision to darken and his muscles to relax when your body trembles beneath him, when Jake groans your name tirelessly and fills you with his sperm hot and thick. His breath is heavily, and he buries his face into your neck, kissing there, enjoying the warmth of their sweaty and overworked bodies before rolling off over you with his slowly dripping sperm.

He lay in his back, now pressed against the soft moss of the forest, your eyes closing and Jake smiles pleased as you seem exhausted completely, he pulls his arms over your shoulder pulling you closer, and you are quick to nest your face against his chest, still bright. Your tail curling over his ankle when you fall asleep. And for a moment he doesn't know exactly what to do, so he decides to rest a little and then in the morning would handle the situation.

[rosyjn]

...sam fucking you on the set of avatar?...

I am NUTTINGGG omg this anon sent me a bunch of stuff I love it 🤍

Not proofread btw 💔

MDNI 🚨

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“Shh,” he coos, sneakily creeping around the studio and holding your arm tightly.

“Sam, we’ll get in trouble!” you scold. He only smirks, not stopping. He’s taken off his motion capture suit, having left it lazily in a dressing room. Now, he’s walking around in his normal t-shirt and shorts. But god, he looks so hot. Even in the simplest clothes, that fucking smile gets you every time.

“I’ll be quick, swear. Have ya back after lunch,” he teases. It’s not right, of course it’s not right. As fun as Avatar is, it’s work. You guys are at work. He leads you through the hallways of the warehouse studio. Every little twist and turn of the building looks the exact same. It always confuses you. You wonder how an idiot like him can navigate so efficiently. He pushes a door open, still holding your arm, then looking around when a motion sensor light flicks on.

“My god,” you scoff, watching Sam investigate the little dressing room. The light overhead awkwardly blinks a few times, indicating that the space hadn’t been used in a minute. You stand on your tippy toes, peeking over his broad shoulder to look. “So dingy..” you mutter.

“Oh, shut up,” he rolls his eyes, pulling you into the room behind him. You squeal as he shoves you in, roughly slamming the door behind him.

“We’ll get caught!” you giggle. He wraps his arms around you, watching you melt like putty into his embrace and laugh. As you rest your head in his chest, he looks around the room, letting your bodies slowly sway side to side in a hug. You were right, it’s definitely dingy, and obviously hasn’t been used in a while. The light is a yellowish tint, illuminating the large, empty vanity that sits up against the wall. It’s a small space, but it’ll work.

“Bend over, right there,” he says, guiding your body towards the vanity table. You follow his instructions, slyly arching your back as you bend over. Sam’s bulge begins to grow through his shorts as he watches your ass move in your leggings. The cold wood of the table pressed against your torso and chest as you bend all the way over, relaxing yourself. His eyes travel up and down your body as he fiddles with the band of his sweatpants, reaching for his cock. “Fuck,” he marvels, watching the way your leggings frame your butt so well.

“Hmm?” you reach for your leggings, swiftly sliding them down. Sam’s eyebrows raise, watching your ass pop out. It’s clad in a small thong, and his dick grows warmer and harder at the sight. You continue slipping your pants off, wiggling and pushing them until the fabric bunches at your ankles. He starts stroking his length desperately, almost unable to control himself at the sight. “Hurry up, we gotta be back after lunch,” you remind him.

“I’ll be quick,” he assures you.

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you gasp, body shaking and sore with every thrust. The vanity that you’re bent over is shaking and rattling rapidly, as you get mercilessly fucked on it. It’s obviously past lunchtime, the crew is wondering where the fuck you are. But that doesn’t cross your mind, your judgement is cloudy.

“What did I say? Keep it arched,” Sam grunts, pushing down on your upper back. He needs to get inside of you, as deep as he can. He needs to feel your tight, wet pussy on every inch that he has. So he keeps slamming into you, even though the vanity threatens to collapse. The old table slams against the wall, banging over and over again. Somebody has definitely heard by now. Your sore, raw cunt takes him. It takes every drop of cum, throbbing motion, and vein.

“Gonna-“ you begin, blabbering. He just chuckles, knowing how cock drunk you are. His eyes are glued to where his dick enters you. He watches the movement, sliding in and out of you. It’s so much. His girth stretches you out, pushing your walls over and over again. His grunts and dirty talk make your heart flutter. You can hardly breathe. Your face is pressed against the wood of the vanity as you moan and whine gibberish. Every once in a while, Sam gives a hard slap to your ass, just to make sure you’re still with him. When you react, flinching and yelping at the sting, he knows you’re okay.

In his mind, until his balls are drenched in slick and you can’t feel anything in the world but his cock, you can take more. And you do take it. You grab onto the table, feeling an oncoming orgasm. Sam can feel it too with the way you’re pulsating and clenching around him.

“Close?” he practically degrades you.

“Yes!” you whine, letting his little squirts of warm pre cum fill you up.

“Go on,” he groans, his thrusts becoming more erratic as you tighten up and arch your back. His breathing becomes irregular, and a small bead of sweat runs down his forehead. The pleasure builds up inside the both of you. The room fills with moans, both male and female, as you both let yourselves go. His warm cum dumps into you deliciously, and your tense body relaxes.

He pulls out, letting his cock soften itself as you catch your breath. That is, until his phone vibrates from in his pants. You immediately look up, watching him take the little device out.

“Who is it?” you ask, grabbing your leggings. He looks at the screen and sighs.

“Jim..” he says.

Hope y’all enjoyed! This was a little bad sorry I’ve been busy! Also “Jim” is James Cameron (the director of Avatar)

[tojigasm]

Cat And Mouse

Authors note: another Sam fic!! I'm hoping to finish all of my requested Jake fics by this next week and have another Sam fic posted! I hope you all enjoy! <33

Warnings: 18+ nsfw, fem!reader, smut, petnames, daddy kink, swearing, reader is tied up for sexual reasons (only her hands), creampie, reader is a naughty and gets punished, public sexual stuff (just kissing and groping)

Sam, who keeps you, sat in his lap at the bar he frequents. The two of you tucked into a tight corner under amber lights, watching the room of men and women flounder amongst themselves.

You're not a regular of the small cantina, and more often than not you'd be at home working or out shopping with your friends when the opportunity arose for you to travel alongside Sam and his friends.

The short of your mini skirt rides up against the rough of Sam's jeans and your cunt is suddenly exposed to his thick thigh.

The fabric below you dampens with your heat, and Sam adjusts gently, tucking the two of you deeper into the booth.

"Daddy's not happy with you, missy." He comments, shaking his head before taking a sip of his beer. The hand that had been resting on your thigh slips around the front of your skirt to cup your heat in his palm.

You gasp before mumbling a stuffy apology.

"And I don't wanna hear it." Sam pulls his hand away from your cunt to wipe the evidence of your slick onto his jeans.

There's a teasing game of cat and mouse that rustled the two of you throughout the night as the bar floods and waiters and waitresses make their rounds to other booths.

Who could get a reaction out of the other without it being too obvious? Who could get fingered like the naughty girl they are? Who could get threatened with punishment ti'll they're flustered and stumbling over their words?

It seemed that no matter what, you would always be mouse.

Sams lips are to yours, your thigh linked over his own. One of his hands cups at your jaw, keeping you still as his other gently scissors your pussy open.

"You're in fr'a world of hurt when you get home, little girl."

There's absolutely no faux heat in his words as he threatens your punishment, laying out the details of how he plans to punish you once the two of you get home.

"I know." You speak softly, pulling at his bottom lip.

Mistake.

He pulls away, a hand solid to the soft of your neck. He gently holds you there, reminding you of the status between you two in a flashing moment.

"Don't be a smart ass," his fingers curl against your soft walls, and you moan softly.

And just as quickly as his digits were past your velvet folds, massaging your sensitive walls, they were gone, and he was wiping them off on the sides of his jeans.

"Finish your dinner." He points to your plate.

You don't argue.

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"You're naughty. You're a naughty girl." Sam holds your chin between his fingers, knee pushed against your heat.

"I am." You peer, "i thought you liked your girls naughty." You crawl further over him, mini skirt stroking your soft thighs,

He doesn't say anything. Yet the tender and fond look that softens his features stays and its not as though he's watching you, but rather, the expression itself and its own through his cool blues.

Like it's judging your immodest tongue.

"Do you wish I was behaved? Do you wish I was a good girl?"

"Sometimes." He nods softly, thumbing his hand over your chin, holding you still. There's no spite in his tone.

You smile at the heating tease that strokes over his voice.

Sam shakes his head, holding you under his eyes. "Sometimes I think you need to get punished. Punished bad, tied up and teased ti'll your beggin' fr'me to even get near me." He turns your head from side to side gently, "Think you need to be broke."

"That's not very kind." You fall back to your hip, tilting your chin over your shoulder to meet his eyes.

"Life's not kind." Is all he adds before he's dragging you by your ankle to lie flat against the duvet.

It all happens so quickly that you don't feel the gentle curl of his tie around either one of your wrists while his hands dress you with themselves, painting gentle poetry over your soft skin.

Only noticing your aliment when he pulls back to rest on his haunches. His tongue rolls over his swollen lips in a sickly smirk.

"Sam–"

He tsks.

"Daddy..." you try, correcting yourself. "Daddy, can you please untie me?" Your knees knock together.

Sam ignores your pits of cry and stuffs a pillow beneath your head before wrapping his hands around your calf, massaging and needing your soft skin.

"Please," you try again, "Please, I'll be good."

He scoffs.

"Wanna touch you," you mumble.

Sams brows raise in amusement, stilfing a chuckle. His hand links around your throat and holds you – as if your escape was threatened, as if the idea had occurred to you to at least try.

He straddles your hips and leans down to lick a stripe up the colloum of your neck and onto your jaw.

You gasp beneath him, shivering some when his free hand slinks between the two of you to lightly tap your cunt.

"Who's is this?" He speaks against your lips

"'S yours, daddy." Voice low.

Sam nods and sticks a finger past your folds, the flat of his palm presses into your swollen clit.

"Tell me you want me," Sam kisses the dimple of your cheek, pulling his hand away from your clit to unbuckle his belt and pants.

You watch him, eyes falling from his own to his hand, working quickly to stroke over his thick length.

"Don't make daddy tell you again." He corrects you.

"I want you." You whisper, breath catching when his cock rests up against your folds, slipping up to run along your clit and down to tease your entrance.

"I want you so bad, Daddy, please!" You sob, voice broken and eyes watery.

There's little warning in the way the fat tip of his cock presses against you, gently sinking into your heat.

He doesn't move any further. Pumping only some of his length in your cunt.

You whine, trying to reach him futility.

Sam chuckles at your attempt, sinking all the way to hilt, and you moan when his balls press up against your sopping folds.

"Oh...!" You sob, head falling back against your pillow.

Sam plants his hands onto the headboard of the foot of the bed, pumping into you, hips rolling thickly against your own.

The achey stretch is delicious as he fills you, veiny cock massaging your gummy walls and fucking you open.

"Christ," he pants, "always forget how fuckin' tight you are."

Sam groans, dropping his weight onto you, thrusting into your cunt at a leisure pace.

"M'gonna cum," you whimper, trying to reach for him again.

Sams eyes soften, and he runs his hands along your arms to untie your wrists, letting you wrap your arms around him.

"You're not cumming until I say so."

It's cruel — the punishment paired with the way his cock stretches you so good it's a miracle you haven't already cum.

You sob, dipping your head into the crook of his neck as he grunts from above you, heat spilling into you.

His hips jolt into you as he cums, hands squeezing the plush of your waist.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck m'still cumming," he groans into the soft of your neck, pushing himself to hilt before resting theere for a moment.

The two of you take in the cool of the room and shiver as he pulls himself from your heat to watch his cum dribble out of your folds and onto the sheets below you.

Sam scoops his cum back into you before kissing your clit.

"I didn't get to cum," you whine, still restless from your lack of release.

Sam falls back on his hip, trailing his fingers over your hips.

"Did you think you were going to?"

You're foolish to think you would. Foolish to think cat would take mercy on the mouse and let it free. And you'd always be mouse.

[tsireyqs]

human!jake sully pls and thank u😩😩😩🙏🙏 theres not enough of him and sam worthington is so fcking hot. accounts always want me to get specific in these things for i will legit take anything like pls im begging. maybe reader gets annoyed jake's been spending so much time in his avatar body and he like comforts her? and then like sexy time happens? maybe? idk JUST ANYTHING PLS

you lie on top of him, your head is tucked in his neck as you pepper kisses along his throat. your thighs are placed on either sides of his hips and you squeeze them when you adjust to the fullness of jake's cock deep inside your pussy.

jake's hands rub up and down your back as he takes in your kisses. the very tips of his fingers glides down your spine and trails lower, kneading the fat of your ass to encourage you to rock against him. he whines when you sink your teeth into his collarbone, "c'mon, baby, you're killing me here."

"let me just appreciate you." you hum against him, sucking a bruise into his skin, "i feel like i never see you anymore."

jake's mouth falls into a frown and he brings one of his hands to cradle your jaw, forcing you to look at him. "i'm sorry, sweetheart,"

"just missed you," you say, pressing a kiss to his thumb when it swipes over your lips. you slowly roll your hips against him, your slick coating his lower belly at each movement and you capture his lips with yours.

he moans into the kiss and rubs his thumb over your cheekbone. his other hand grips at your waist, gently guiding you to move on his cock. "you have me now," jake says in between kisses, "use me, it's all yours."

[chubbydumplingbarnes]

Sam Worthington was so slept on until jake sully bro🤦‍♂️ That man is the FINEST MOST PUSSY WETTING , TEARS (not frm eyes😋) STREAMING , LEG SHAKING , GOT ME MOANING NAMES NO ONE HAS EVER HEARD OF DILFY MAN I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 HAVE YOU SEEN THAT MANS SMILE 🥰😫MANZ GOT ME KICKING MY FEET AND TWIRLING MY COOCHIE HAIR TOGETHER 🤤🤤🤤 HE HAS THE MOST PERFECT NOT EVEN MICHAELANGELO HIMSELF COULD RE-CREATE FACE 😩🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

[livelaughlovetojiii]

he definitely talks you through your orgasms as he’s fucking you dumb. it could be with his fingers or his dick. he talks you through it either way.

[httpsjeonglvr]

Quiet

P1

"Gotta be quiet for me” Jake whispered in your ear.

He was hovering above you, he was deep inside you, and his hand covering your mouth. You could only nod, too scared to make a noise. Your children were across the room- they didn't even know you were awake.

"You don't want your kids to know that I'm fucking you, right?" He started moving his hips, "You don't want them to know what a whore you are for my cock, do you?" You whined, you clenching around his cock.

"You like that?" He grinned. "My good girl, is that what you want to be?"

Nodding again, your eyes rolled back into your head. As your mouth fell open, Jake slipped his fingers past your lips. You eagerly sucked at his digits, and he cooed at your fucked out state.

"Maybe I should fuck you more often with others around," he murmured, "You're really loving this. Fucking slut." You hummed around his fingers, a smile appearing on your lips.

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