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In the Heat of the Moment | Part 4

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Pairing: Jake Sully x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader, mentioned Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Story Description: Every month female Omatikayans go through their heat whilst men go through their rut. It’s a time for mates to engage in the most animalistic desires. But when one of the two is gone, it can be a rather painstaking endeavor. With Neteyam gone on a hunting trip, (Y/N) has to go through her heat alone for the first time. Or does she?

Warnings: SMUT (+18, minors DNI), infidelity, p in v sex, oral sex (fem and male receiving), rough sex

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In the Heat of the Moment | Part 4

Waking with a heavy heart had become easier for (Y/N). The warmth that enveloped her eased her enough into a false sense of security. Strong arms wrapped around her body, the sound of his heartbeat keeping her in a calm slumber, and the heat from his body comforting her in the coldness of daybreak. The pleasant feeling pushed away any thought of Neteyam from her mind.

And the warmth was accompanied by a fullness that took her breath away. They had fallen asleep with Jake still buried deep inside her. As her mind woke, she groaned at the feeling of her cock growing hard inside of her wetness. It stretched her walls, burning its way through until he reached his fullness.

Instinctively, (Y/N) started rolling her hips. Her body needed the friction, chasing the sweet release of pleasure, even if it was with her father-in-law. With her eyes still shut with sleep, moans started spilling from her mouth as her body rocked against Jake’s member. Her body moved without much input from her brain.

“Well, that’s one way to start the morning,” Jake croaked against her ear, his voice still deep from waking.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she groaned. “I just couldn’t, mm, help myself.”

“I’ll take this over any other wake-up call,” he chuckled before letting out a moan of his own. “So, don’t you dare stop. Take from me whatever you need, baby girl.”

His hands gripped her hips, pushing her body to meet his deep thrusts as he pushed his hips into her. With his mind fully awake now, Jake enjoyed waking to her body pressed against him, her warmth engulfing his length, and the moans that made his ears flicker.

Heat and wetness hugged his cock as he hurried his pace, still surprised he got to wake up this way. He loved Neytiri, of course. That was a fact he could never deny. She was the reason he had the life he had, the family he had, and the power he had. He owed her everything he was and would become.

Yet, (Y/N) stirred something inside him that he had not felt since he was much younger. The insatiable hunger that clawed at the inside of his stomach that had gone into hibernation sometime before had been abruptly awakened two nights before. And as much as he had wished that it had been his own mate that had ignited that flame inside him, fate had a much different idea.

But he knew his time was counted. Two days and a few hours, that’s all they had left to live in their fantasy. Just a bit of time and their bubble would be burst by their reality. Their mates would come back home and their adventure would have to stop.

So, Jake pistoned inside her, savoring the feel of her walls around him, committing to memory the moment. Make every second count, he told himself. Every second.

But he wouldn’t last long. He could not. Not when she whimpered against his ears, her hands gripped his cheeks as her lips met his in a hungry kiss, or when her insides clenched tighter and tighter around him. Jake simply would not last long.

“Eywa, you have no idea what you do to me, sevin,” he groaned. “I feel like a boy. I’m ready to bust.”

“I’m getting better,” she purred with a chuckle. “And you’re getting worse, sir. Might have to teach you some things now.”

“Don’t push it, baby girl. I’ve still got years over you.”

He thrust harder into her, the thread that held him together ready to snap. He rutted in hunger, pushing harder and harder until he burst. He groaned as his release filled her, her walls siphoning every drop.

But she wasn’t done, and he knew that.

Without another thought, he slid out of her. She groaned in response to the sudden feeling of emptiness as he left her. But it wasn’t for long.

Jake flipped her suddenly and got on his knees, his mouth face-to-face with her wet core. He licked at her folds tentatively, grinning as her body shuddered at the contact. As he tasted her and him all mixed homogeneously, he moaned. The salty essence that seeped from her entrance was the best liquid he had tasted, and he thought maybe this was the ambrosia the Greek gods spoke of – the secret to immortality.

His tongue lapped at her clit as his fingers promptly pistoned inside her to push and hold any remnants of his seed into her. He attacked her slowly at first, getting her used to the motion before he assaulted her bundle of nerves from the inside as well as the outside. As his fingers curled at the tip, his mouth sucked and circled the aching mound. A starving man wanting nothing but to be fed.

(Y/N)’s hands fell to the back of his head, her fingers curling into his braids as she pushed him deeper into her. Her back was arched, her eyes were rolled into the back of her head, and her mouth parted as she panted. The pleasure was irrepressible, somehow her arousal growing rather than dying down. Still, she could feel the bubble building inside her, ready to pop.

Jake never stopped his assault. His tongue lapped at her as his fingers thrust into her, over and over and over again. He could feel her clenching around his digits, losing control over her body and mind as he gained it. She was putty in his hands, allowing herself to neglect all reason and feel what it was that she needed to feel at that moment.

She writhed and moaned under his touch, her legs closing around his head as he continued to devour her. All she could think about was what she felt at that moment. The way Jake’s hair tickled her thighs, the way his rough tongue circled her clit, the way his long fingers stretched her insides. It was the perfect influx of pleasure, a moment she wanted to stay in for as long as she could.

But, the bubble had stretched as far as it could, and in a split second, it burst. Her breath hitched in her throat as her back raised from the bed in an arch, her feet planted on the mattress. As (Y/N) tried to ride out the orgasm, Jake gripped her hips tightly and held her. His tongue continued his onslaught as she panted and mewled.

“Too much,” she cried. “It’s too much, Jake.”

“Nonsense,” he chuckled. “I’ve seen just how much you can take, baby girl.”

Once his mouth was fully away from her core, (Y/N) could see her sleek glistening on his chin and dripping from his swollen lips. With a satisfied groan, he placed the fingers that had been inside her into his mouth, savoring the taste on his tongue. The only flavors he wanted dancing in his taste buds until the end of forever.

“You’re still not done,” (Y/N) cooed as she noticed his hardness. With his eyes still closed, Jake hadn’t noticed that the girl had crawled toward him and rested on her kneed, face-to-face with his length. “I guess I’ll help you with that.”

Before he could process her words, (Y/N) had taken hold of his shaft and stretched her mouth to allow his tip to fit in. She used her tongue to circle the dark tip, swallowing the precum that had already seeped from the head.

Jake let out a shuddering breath as he felt the warmth of her mouth surround him. That feeling alone could have been enough to force his release, but he wanted the moment to last. It was already the beginning of the end of their entanglement. So much he wanted to experience with her, but their hours were limited. The timer was set for the return of their mates.

“Eywa, you take me so well, baby girl,” he spoke through gritted teeth. (Y/N) had lowered herself onto his complete length, stretching the limits of her body’s capabilities. “And you look beautiful doing so.”

He wiped away the stray tears that had fallen from her eyes at the pain, her yellow eyes looking directly into his. It was an addictive image for the man. Her eyes staring up at him; her ears pressed to her head in submission; her sprawled on her knees; her tail swaying rapidly behind her in delight. The most enchanting vision he had ever witnessed.

She bobbed her head slowly at first, finding the right rhythm for him. The tempo that would beckon his moans and groans. She swirled her tongue around him as she took him in and pulled him out, a mess of saliva dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She was messy and still learning, but what she already knew how to do was enough to have Jake bucking his hips to meet her own speed.

He was powerless when it came to her. Even in his state of dominance, all it took was a simple word, a simple action from her and he’d do anything she wanted. In this game of arousals and limbs, she held all the power, whether she knew it or not. The man that had led the Omatikaya people to victory against the sky-people, the same man that was the head of his clan, the Toruk Makto, was defenseless against the wife of his firstborn.

“I’m so close,” he panted as her pace grew faster. The image of his cock thrusting into her mouth only worked to edge him on. “So fucking close, baby girl. Don’t stop.”

All it took was the smile (Y/N) gave him as he said these words to have him bursting deep into her throat. He held her head still, gripping the sides with both of his hands, as he emptied himself inside her. He groaned as he felt his seed filling her, forcing her to swallow it down to not choke.

“You’re perfect, (Y/N).” He pulled her to her feet, his lips planting a rough kiss onto hers. “So fucking perfect.”

“All this praise might start getting to my head, sir,” she chuckled. “Although I do not mind it.”

“You deserve all the beautiful words that exist in my language, in yours, and all the ones that have yet to be invented. That’s how perfect you are.”

(Y/N) couldn't help the deep color that overtook her cheeks, warming her skin and exposing her embarrassment to his words. They were entering a territory that was too dangerous for both of them. Treading the thin line between a casual sexual encounter and romantic feelings. A line neither of them could afford to cross.

“Well, the day has broken, Olo’eyktan,” she smiled, disregarding everything Jake had said. “It’s time you tend to your duties and I tend to mine.”

“Very eager to have me leave your nest, little one,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace. “I’ll see you tonight, okay? After dinner, we’ll come straight here.”

“Only if you promise to keep your hands to yourself at the table,” she commanded. “And on the walk back.”

“You’re tying my hand, but I promise.”

“Well, then, see you tonight.”

He kissed her lips once more before leaving the tent, the entrance flap swaying slightly as it finally closed.

As her day transpired (Y/N) grew scared. Terrified of how easy it was becoming to go on about her day feeling the uneasiness in her heart overtake her. She should have been in pain, writhing in remorse for what she was doing with her husband’s father. Instead, she was fulfilling her chores and her lessons as if nothing had happened between them.

She glided through the day with a grace only delusion could give. Believing that everything would somehow work out without any backfire or horrible repercussions. Because if she could trick her brain into thinking that nothing could go wrong, maybe it would be enough to bend fate to her own will.

“(Y/N)!” Kiri yelled as she saw her friend making her way to the family’s tent. “We’re over here!”

Behind, over, and just to the right was a small clearing the kids often visited. It was close enough to the village that the parents could call their children but hidden enough that they could get into enough trouble.

Tuk, Lo’ak, and Kiri were waiting for their friend. The oldest was weaving a new poncho, the boy was sharpening arrowheads, and the youngest was braiding strands in Kiri’s hair.

“(Y/N)!” Tuk dropped her sister’s hair and tan to hug the girl. “Can I do your hair now?”

“Of course, Tuk. But I forgot the feathers you got me.”

“That’s okay,” the little girl smiled. “I can redo it tomorrow. I love your hair.”

“Well, if you insist,” she chuckled.

(Y/N) sat crossed leg in front of the girl, who was already sat on a protruding tree root. Kiri got closer, placing herself next to her as Lo’ak abandoned what he was doing to rest his head on her lap. As she often did, the action now becoming an unconscious trigger, she ran her hands through his hair.

They had always looked to her as an older sister, even as close in age as the oldest were, her calm and wise demeanor made them feel she was older than she actually was.

“How have you been, (Y/N)?” Kiri questioned. “Truly. I know we already questioned you about this last night, but now that dad isn’t here, I wanna know how you really feel. I know you were holding back.”

(Y/N) tensed slightly, not enough for any of the kids to notice. But Kiri had been right, she had been holding back, just not from what she believed.

“I honestly just feel like my brain is muddled and hazy. Like I can’t really think straight,” she sighed. Her eyes were focused on Lo’ak’s hair, his braids falling through her fingers. “Neteyam has only been gone for four days but I feel like it’s been far too long. I even feel like I’ve changed myself. I don’t know. I’m rambling.”

“I understand,” Kiri comforted. “It has to be such a surreal experience to be far from your mate. You’ve been by each other's side your whole life. And I’m sure that your connection through Eywa only strengthened that bond. It’s almost like you are missing a part of yourself.”

“I just wish he’d never gone,” she admitted. And though her words weighed with truth, her body knew the lie that was laced into her words. “I’m afraid he’ll come back and I’ll be different. I don’t want to get used to him being gone.”

“All you have to do is train to be a hunter then,” Lo’ak interjected. “That way you can go with them and maybe you can convince mom to let me go too.”

“So, I’ll be stuck babysitting you? No, thanks.”

“When we were kids you were one of the best hunters in the group,” he said. “If you had continued your training I’m sure you would have been the one to join mom on the expedition.”

“Why did you leave your hunting training, (Y/N)?” Tuk perked from behind her. “If you were that good.”

“Well, since I had been promised to Neteyam and he was already working so hard on his training, I decided to train as a healer instead with Mo’at,” she explained. “It didn’t make sense for the both of us to be great hunters. And I enjoy healing. I feel more in tune with our Mother Goddess and the people I’m the village. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

“Not even for spending more time with a Neteyam?” Kiri teased, bumping her shoulder with hers. “You could be with him right now, you know?”

“I can go if you guys are that tired of me.”

“Oh, please,” she chuckled. “I’m just saying, (Y/N). It’s just because I know how much you do miss him.”

“I know, Kiri, and I do. But, at least I have you guys to keep me company.”

“And dad too,” the girl added, unbeknownst to the breath that got hitched in (Y/N)’s throat. “He’s been so worried about you these past few days. I’m glad he’s been so attentive to you.”

Warmth rushed through her body at the mention of Jake’s devoted attention. The three kids had no idea just how diligent he had been in Neteyam’s absence. They could not fathom how the man had helped in her lonely nights.

“Yes, your father has been quite… accommodating these past days,” she smiled, swallowing the guilt that was rising up her neck. “But I’m sure it’s because he is missing Neytiri as much as I’m missing Neteyam.”

“Well, at least there’s only less than three days until he is back,” Kiri smiled. “I’m sure you can hold off for that long.”

“I think so too.”

They spent some time together at the clearing until the sun had gone farther down and they knew it was time for dinner. In the tent, Jake kept his promise. He kept his hands to himself and ensured that the meal went smoothly. The family enjoyed a calm and joyful dinner without suspecting why the two oldest were rushing to finish.

As (Y/N) waited outside the tent, her good nights already said, Jake tucked his children into bed. Something he had not done the previous nights.

“I know you're busy, dad, but I’ve been having nightmares,” Tuk peeped as her father wrapped her in her blanket. “Do you think you could sleep here tonight?”

He didn’t want to say no. He couldn’t say no. As much as he wanted to spend another night tangled between (Y/N)’s limbs and her sheets, his family was too important.

“Alright, baby,” he smiled at his daughter. “I might come in a bit late, but I promise I’ll come back tonight.”

“Thank you, dad.”

“Of course, Tuk. Good night, baby.”

“Night, dad.”

As soon as his children had all gone to bed, he left the nest. Outside, he gripped (Y/N) by her wrist and pulled her toward her own nest. He hurried through the village, the burning inside him already twisting his insides. He barely gave the girl any time to register his speed before he zoomed to her place.

“Why are you rushing, Jake?” (Y/N) panted once they had stopped inside her tent. “You barely gave me a second to breathe.”

“It’s Tuk,” he said as he messily kissed her lips. “She’s been having nightmares and wants me to sleep over there tonight.”

“Oh,” she responded. But he couldn’t decipher if her words were sewn with understanding or disappointment. “Then, let’s not waste any more time.”

She stood on her tiptoes as her arms wrapped around his neck and her lips collided roughly against his. Their tongues swirled around each other’s, their tails tangling around their waists to pull them closer together. They wanted more, to be as conjoined as much as they could. But there was only one way they could be.

Jake snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her body up as he carried her to the mat. He laid her on the bed without breaking the kiss, their bodies flush together. He wanted to prolong the moment as much as he could, but he knew he had to be quick. Even against everything he was feeling.

He left her mouth to kiss down to her jaw, then to her neck, taking a second to enjoy the mewls that rolled through her tongue as he sucked in the spot he had discovered. She gripped the hair at the base of his nape, tugging softly as his mouth left marks on her skin.

He traveled after from her neck to her breast, ripping away the necklace that covered the mounds. The beads exploded all around them, dropping in tandem as Jake closed his mouth on the hardened peaks. He pressed his tongue flat against her, earning a loud moan from the girl. A sound she tried to dampen by slapping a hand against her mouth.

“Don’t you dare,” Jake growled. “I want to hear all of your sounds, baby girl.”

With one hand, he took hold of her wrists and caged them above her head. His grip was tight, ensuring she could not use her limbs to quiet her song. With the other, he kneaded the breast his mouth had left unattended. He rolled the nipple between his index finger and his thumb, pulling at it slightly as his teeth pulled the other.

(Y/N) keened and gasped as her sensitive mounds were assaulted by the man. Her body squirmed under his, her limited movement only aiding in tightening the desire inside her. The profuse feeling took over her, drenching the heat between her legs. She felt powerless as he held her, but it excited her. So, she submitted. Allowed him to use her body in any way he saw fit because that’s what she wanted as well.

He abandoned her breasts, satisfied with the marks he’d left on them. Purple blotches that would darken over time. He continued his journey down her stomach, his tongue leaving a trail on the path he coursed through. He kissed the flatness of her belly, the peaks of her hips, the softness of her thighs, and he breathed her in. He inhaled her intoxicating aroma and let the essence infiltrate his nostrils.

“Jake, please,” she whined. “We don’t have much time.”

“Goddess, I know,” he groaned. “I wish I could stop time right now. Let it be just you and me here, forever.”

“Come here,” she beckoned. As he released her hands, she pulled his face to meet with hers. Her lips pressed against his in an effort to comfort him. “The time we have is here and now. Let’s enjoy however much we have left.”

“I just wish…”

“Stop wishing,” she shushed him. “Just take me, Jake. Tomorrow is a new day.”

His eyes searched hers for any sign of deception or regret, but all he found was her burning desire. She wanted him just as much as he did, yearning for the same connection. Her body craved him and he would give it just that. Because she was right, tomorrow was a new day. Another chance for him to show her everything she was missing with his son. Everything she deserved to feel.

He quickly undid his loincloth as she untied hers, and thrust inside her. They both gasped at the sensation of being interconnected. He’d been inside her a handful of times already, but every time felt like the first moment. The tightness of her insides, the warmth of her core, the pulsating of the muscles of her wetness. It was all as novel as the first time he’d felt her.

Their foreheads were pressed together as they panted in sync, reveling in the feeling that coursed through their bodies. The rhythm he started with was slow at first, his hips moving carefully to help her adjust to his length. He slid in and out of her wet core, focusing on not releasing before she had a chance to finish.

But he couldn’t hold himself back for too long. His movements grew in fervor, the thrusts growing in speed. He could not quench the instinct that was triggered inside the second he entered her.

In a split second, Jake flipped (Y/N) onto her stomach, drilling into her harshly. He placed his arms by her sides, balancing his body as he rutted into her like an animal. His hips met hers roughly, the sound of skin slapping onto skin resounding in the tent as it mixed with the squelching sound of her wetness.

His pace turned punishing, hitting her deeper and harder than he had ever done before. She could barely breathe between his pistoning and the pressure of her front being pressed onto the mattress. As the arousal mixed with her lack of oxygen, she could feel her sight grow hazy. And she was loving it.

Suddenly, a hand of his snaked around her neck, pulling her upper body up by her jaw as his lips met hers in a rough kiss. It was messy and sloppy, but it did not take away from the heat of the moment.

“Fuck, baby girl,” he grumbled. “You feel so fucking good.”

A sleuth of praise and adorations fell from his mouth as he felt the rise of his end building inside him. He released her jaw to slide a hand under her and stimulate the button that would push her right over the edge. His fingers swirled over the bud, using her slickness to trace figures on the bundle of nerves.

“Oh, Goddess!” (Y/N) screamed out, her voice muffled against the mattress. “Jake!”

As her climax ran, Jake pounded three harsh times into her until he felt his seed coating her insides and coalescing with her own release. He panted as he emptied himself inside her, the force and speed he used finally dawning on his body.

He collapsed beside her as he worked through the shockwaves that ransacked his body. His eyes fell closed as he steadied his heart and his breathing. He was simply not as young as he used to be.

In his aftermath, Jake didn’t notice how (Y/N) crawled up the mat and laid her head on his chest. When he opened them, she had both arms tucked under her chin, her eyes tracing the lines and speckled dots on his face. She studied his features as if it was the first time she had seen him up close. And maybe, to her, it was.

His heart fluttered at the traces of adoration that danced in her eyes. She looked angelic as she perused the marks on his face. The way her eyes danced from spot to spot trying to find any defining pattern. Too beautiful and perfect for the perverse things he was having her do. She deserved love, she deserved kindness, she deserved someone who could give her everything.

Jake lowered his head, giving her a soft kiss. Her lips were warm and soft, and just as perfect as the rest of her. He now had so many wishes that involved her and only her. But he pushed them down, deep into his subconscious. Because she had told him to stop wishing. It wasn’t something they could afford to do. It was useless and, in the end, simply disappointing.

“You really have to go?” (Y/N) spoke softly, her voice barely a whisper.

“Tuk is waiting for me,” he responded, his hand brushing back a few strands of hair that had glued themselves to her forehead. “But tomorrow is a new day like you said.”

“That’s true,” she smiled. “I know your family needs you.”

“You’re my family too, (Y/N). Say the word and I’ll stay.”

“No,” the girl chuckled. “Go be with your daughter. She needs you now more than I do. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Jake. I’m sure. Go.”

“Alright then.” He kissed her lips one more time before he got up from the mattress. He covered her body with the fresh sheets she had only placed that morning and would need to change once again. “Where will you be tomorrow? I know it’s your day of rest.”

“I will probably use the time to sleep,” she sighed as sleep slowly started to overtake her. “After that, I still don’t know.”

“No worries. I’ll find you.” Before he finally left, Jake turned to look at her. “Sleep well, sevin. Good night.”

“Good night, ma Jake.”

Jake had never planned for any of this to happen as it did. Especially not the way his heart started to beat at the thought of her, how his body reacted to her, how his mind started thinking of her. Everything that he was feeling was forbidden, immoral, and went against everything he and the Na’vi people stood for.

But he couldn’t ignore the swell of his chest or the warmth in his body that had been born a few days back. Yet, he had to. Three days and he would have to forget about her. Three days and the adventure would end. Three days and everything between them would be over.

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