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pearlsinmyhair · 2 years ago

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✧˚ · . think i need someone older

inspired by the unreleased isabel larosa song. this is my first time writing jake.

warnings: older man (37), younger woman (23). mdni. nsfw ahead. mentions of oral sex (fem!receiving). smut starts immediately.

“easy, baby girl. there’s no need to rush.” jake cooed as he held your tail, keeping you from pushing your hips back against him. he followed your movements with ease, always keeping the tip of his dick just inside your beckoning cunt, just enough to make you squirm.

“daddy, please.” you tried, burying your face into the crook of your elbow as your back arched deeper, trying every trick you had to get him to put it inside you already. but he just chuckled, rubbing his palm against your ass in a pitying gesture.

“look at you, acting so good.” he hummed, moving his hand down your spine and to the back of your neck. he pulled the inch of dick he had inside of you out, and you whined out of frustration and need. your pussy clenched around air, the tantalizing pull of jake’s body too much to bear, too much to deny.

it had always been too much to deny.

you had never found comfort in the boys your age, never found the burning heat in their eyes that you longed for.

but jake? oh, you would have never. he was the olo’ektan. he was off limits to you, a less prominent woman of the villiage. let alone that you were only twenty.

think i need someone older

but he had no mate, your friends reminded you, giggling behind their hands as the very man passed them on his way to a hunt.

and you had rolled your eyes, thinking that this little crush would blow over.

and after two years, it was all but gone. you had yet to find a mate, but you stopped looking for him in them.

and then, on the night of one of the hunting celebrations, he spoke to you.

“may i dance with you?” came a voice, soft but deep. you turned, startled at the proximity of it, only to find the man who you had worked so hard to ignore standing before you.

and like a lovesick idiot, you had nodded.

the dances of the omatikaya were close in nature, sinuous in movement, and sensual in rhythm. your body brushed against jake’s with every sway, his hand finding the small of your back and the dip of your waist with ease.

experienced, you mind whispered, and you shivered.

one dance turned into two, and two turned into four.

until you had somehow ended up on a ledge away from the villiage, legs spread wide by jake’s hands as he ate you out like a man starved.

he was so soft with you at first, getting you up to par with his own level of expertise before he started getting more… complex in your nightly (and, quite honestly, daily) escapades.

which brought your mind back to now.

his hand closed around the back of your neck, so very gentle but with the promise of more force. he lifted you head up, placing his chin on your shoulder as he leaned over you to look at your face.

“but acting good now isn’t gonna save you.” he whispered, and you keened as he rocked his hips forward to slide his cock through your soaking folds. the stimulation was much needed, but it wasn’t enough.

“i’ll be good.” you promised, your thighs shaking as he pushed your shoulders back down to the floor of the hut, your cheek pressed against the soft mat. “i’ll be so good, daddy. so so good. just give it to me.”

he tsked, still moving his hips in a steady rhythm.

“i know, baby. but daddy has to make sure you’re gonna be good. gonna have to fuck the brat out of you.” he whispered, and his hand came down on your backside in a sharp slap.

just a little bit colder

you squealed, jerking forward at the pain. but his hands grabbed your hips, keeping you still.

“this is a punishment, not a reward.” he said, voice low. his hand came down on the other cheek, and this time you kept your body still.

“if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask, sweetheart.” he hummed, pressing the tip of his dick to your dripping cunt. “but you couldn’t just ask nicely. no, that’s not in your nature. you wanted this. you let that boy put his hands all over you, knowing damn well i was watching.”

you whimpered, and his hands traveled back to your hips.

“color?” he asked simply.

deep breath.

“green.” you said, your pussy clenching.

he slammed his length fully inside you in one movement, and you screamed at the mix of pleasure and pain that burst from your core.

“damn, baby, you wanted this bad. you feel how well she’s sucking me in? shit, i could just sit like this all night, plug you up until you try to fight me away.”

take the weight off your shoulders

you whined, moving your hips back to get some friction against your walls, squealing as he pulled out and slammed back inside.

his pace was brutal, his hips unrelenting as he pounded you down into the mat, the squelching of your pussy and both of your sounds of pleasure filling the hut.

“you hear that, baby? no one can make you this wet, definitely not some boy who wouldn’t even know where to start with you. only daddy can fuck you this good, isn’t that right, baby?”

you babbled, turning your head to the side to give some affirmation to his statement. he must have been content by it, because he gave you permission to cum.

his thrusts continued through it, fucking you dumb as orgasm after orgasm flowed over you, until your legs shook terrible and you were incoherent.

no, no boy could fuck you like this, you thought as jake pumped his seed into your abused cunt.

you had always needed someone older. someone willing to take you down a peg when you tried to make them jealous.

and as the soft pouch of jakes stomach pressed against your ass, the warmth of his cum deep in your womb, you closed your eyes and sighed contentedly.

think i need someone older

masterlists.

@teyamsatan, how’d i do?

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tallulah477 · 2 years ago

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The Olo’eyktan’s Brat

Kinktober Day 29: Dirty Talk

Pairing: Jake x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Dirty Talk, Oral (female receiving), P in V, Brat taming, Size Difference, Restraining holds (holding someone in place so they can’t move), Dom Jake, Sub Reader, Creampie, Belly bulge, Use of pet names (babygirl, princess, little monster), Slight cockwarming at the end

A/N: Credit to @eywaite for finally calling out my misspellings on Na'vi words that I've been misspelling this whole time 😭

Word Count: 3.6K

Summary: You’ve been acting like a brat all day and Jake is tired of your attitude and decides to put you in your place.

Translations:

Skxawng - Moron / idiot

Olo’eyktan - Clan Leader

Jake doesn’t know what’s gotten into you lately.

You don’t know what’s gotten into you lately.

Normally, you’re not like this. This . . . needy. But Jake has been so busy lately, always busy helping The People, running interference during disagreements between council members, or leading the patrol run along the Omatikaya border to check for security.

He’s an important man. A great and dependable leader who was clearly born to not only save the Na’vi from the destructive ways of the humans, but also meant to lead them with a strong heart and powerful will to keep them protected. He works long hours, up before the sun most days, his previous marine life keeping him on a disciplined schedule that has him up and around before the first patrol even goes out. He’s The People’s Olo’eyktan from that moment on and, even as his mate, it can be hard to get in front of him during the day.

But after the eclipse settles, the mask comes off and then he’s just Jake. The evening is your time together and he’s made it clear time and time again that he holds his special time with you in his heart. He’s always proven to prioritize your time together: by day he’s Jake Sully, Olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya Clan, but by night he’s Jake Sully, skxawng extraordinaire and the love of your life.

And you’ve never had a problem with this arrangement before, never felt like you weren’t valued or appreciated as his partner - never felt like you were ignored.

Until recently.

For the past week he’s been coming home later and later, stuck at work doing whatever clan related business that is apparently so important, it just couldn't wait, and you’re special alone time with the man you love has had to be pushed aside when he comes home each night exhausted and spent from the grueling day he’s endured.

At first he was apologetic about it, coming home with a “Sorry, honey. Work was crazy. Y’mind if we just cuddle tonight?”. And you felt so sorry for him, saw the tiredness and unease on his face and nodded sympathetically, offering to give him a nice massage after he ate the nice meal you prepared for him.

A few times you would test the waters, hoping to tempt him into some playtime with a coy look and a sultry little “Hi, daddy,” but he would just shake his head, gruff voice murmuring a low “Maybe tomorrow,”. He always makes up for it the morning after, waking you up before he leaves your shared hut with a kiss on your shoulder and nuzzling his cheek against your face mask with a sweet sounding “Heading out, baby. See ya later, okay?”

And it was okay for the first few days. Things happen, things pop up and get in the way - you get it. But then it happened again, and again . . . and again. And then suddenly, it’s not okay anymore. He apologizes each time and you know that each apology is sincere. He’s not avoiding you on purpose - he has responsibilities to fulfill and you can’t take him away from that.

But your heart aches all the same. The pang of feeling ignored eating away at you slowly and you miss him so much you feel sick with it. So you go out on the search for his favorite fruit - an elusive variety of yovo fruit that tastes almost exactly like strawberries from Earth. Thankfully, you’re able to find a few, and you head home with a smile on your face knowing that he’s going to be so happy when he sees what you found him.

When you get home, you peel the fruit, slicing it up and carefully cutting them into different shapes, just like your mother used to when you were little. You try your hand at creating new things, using the point of your knife to create little ikrans and direhorses out of the fruit, even managing something that can be considered passable for an atokirina. You nibble on the leftover bits as you carve, lifting up your mask to pop them in your mouth every once in a while, and you display your work on a large fig leaf and wait for Jake to come home - proud and impressed with how everything turned out and knowing he will be too.

Except evening comes and goes, and then night settles over the village and Jake still isn’t there. You know it's stupid, but you can’t help it. You miss him so much and haven’t spent time with him in what feels like forever. And you're heartbroken at the fact that you spent so much time and effort trying to make a nice little gift for him and he’s not even here to appreciate it.

You crawl into bed angry that night, falling into a restless sleep that only serves to make you more exhausted in the morning. You felt Jake slide into bed beside you late into the night, felt him slip his arm around your waist like he always does and pressed a kiss to your temple. But you pushed him off, brushed his arm from around your waist and scooted towards the edge of the bed away from him. You heard his frustrated and confused “fuck, okay . . .”, but he didn’t push it.

In the morning, he tries to greet you the same as he always does, leaning over to press his lips against your shoulder, but you cover the spot he always kisses with your hand before he can - a silent rejection. You hear him shuffle slightly behind you before his raspy voice breaks the silence.

“Baby, what--”

“Bye,”

Your interruption leaves him speechless. You’ve never spoken to him so coldly before, and part of you wants him to push you, to demand to know what the problem is so he can fix it. The other part is still so bitter about being left alone and forgotten that you just want him to go away. In the end, he sighs and dresses for the day, leaving the tent without another word.

Your anger stews throughout the day, boiling deep in your chest so hot you feel like you could tear the whole hut apart in your rage. How dare he leave you? You clearly needed him and he just left. He ‘always makes you a priority’ your fucking ass.

When evening rolls around and the eclipse is setting, he comes home. It’s earlier than he has been and he smiles when you look up at him from where you're mending a rip in one of his loincloths. You return his greeting with a bored look before averting your eyes and returning to your mending.

Immediately, the grin wipes off his face and his eyebrows scrunch in confusion.

“Babygirl, what’s the matter?”

“Don’t call me ‘babygirl’,” You snap, gripping the fabric between your clenched fists.

Normally, the pet name makes you feel all good and gooey inside. But now it just grates against your eardrums.

“Don’t call you—okay, how have I messed up this time?”

You throw the loincloth down and stand from your seat, heading for the entrance flap of the hut with an irritated huff. “I’m leaving,”

Jake grabs onto your arm as you pass, blue hand so massive it wraps around the top of your arm and even curls over some of his own fingers.

“Let me go!” You shout, trying to pull out of his hold, but his grip holds firm.

“What is up with you, woman?”

“LET GO!”

He pulls your squirming body closer to his, dragging you against him.“Hey, calm down--”

“Fuck you!”

His face darkens at the curse, eyes narrowing dangerously as his grip on your arm tightens. And then suddenly you're hoisted up in the air, pressed against the wall of your hut as Jake holds you up with a firm grip just above your elbows. You squeal as he manhandles you up, held high above his head, your feet dangling nearly 7 feet off the ground and unable to move or do anything except hang there at his mercy.

“What have I told you about using that language with me?” He growls, and despite your anger, the sound immediately goes to your core.

The position he has you in leaves his face just inches from your pussy. You can feel his hot breath against the thin fabric of your loincloth, and your body’s reaction to his tone is undeniable, unable to help the whine that falls from your lips at the feeling.

“Only said during pleasure,” You whimper.

“‘Only said during pleasure, what?”

You whine, squirming against the wall as you feel wetness start to pool between your thighs. “Only said during pleasure, daddy,”

“Good girl,” He praises, amber eyes focused upwards to look at your face. “Now, you wanna tell daddy what’s going on?”

His voice is so soft when he asks, the deep timbre caressing your eardrums. Tears well in your eyes at the tone, the tone that screams ‘you’re safe’ and ‘tell daddy what’s going on so he can fix it’, and the emotional dam that’s been brewing in your chest snaps.

“You left me,” You cry, and Jake’s eyes fill with surprise at the admission. “You’re never home anymore. I never see you,”

Guilt flashes over his face and he nuzzles his face in your bare stomach. “Aw shit, baby. M’sorry. I know I’ve been busy lately. But you’re still my best girl. You know that,”

Your fingers itch to touch him, to run your fingers along his toned shoulders and chest like you’ve been denied this past week. But you can’t with the position he still has you in, and your legs swing slightly, kicking against the wall.

“Missed you,” You whisper. “Missed you, daddy,”

Jake smiles at the addition of the intimate title and he knows he’s at least temporarily forgiven. His large amber eyes meet yours as he says, “Missed you too, princess,” and you have just a second to let the happy smile stretch across your face at his words before he’s digging his flat nose into the front of your loincloth and breathing in deeply. “And I missed you, too,”

His eyes are dark as he looks back up at you, heat swirling in the beautiful golden irises. Your breathing hitches when his teeth latch onto the front of your loincloth, sharp canines tearing through the fabric like it’s nothing until it falls from your body and to the floor in tatters.

He attacks your pussy like a man who’s starving, face pressing into your folds and licking up your slit, groaning like he’s been dying of thirst for days and your juices are finally his saving grace.

You moan loudly as his lips suction onto your clit, head thrown back in pleasure, and your legs try to wrap around his back but the position is too awkward and you have no leverage to use to get you there.

He growls against your cunt, your arousal sliding down his chin as he pulls back just enough to speak. “You taste so good, doll. Gonna keep being a good girl for me while I eat your pretty pussy?”

“Mhmm, yes, daddy,” You whimper. “Feels so good, daddy. Please keep going,”

Jake chuckles, the vibrations shooting through your sensitive clit. “Oh, now you wanna be nice? Just a few minutes ago you were cussin’ me out,”

You don’t get a chance to respond before he’s eating you out again, warm, textured tongue dragging along your swollen nub and quickly ushering you towards orgasm. Your hips do their best to rock against his face, and your arms are starting to become numb from Jake’s iron hold and being forced to support your weight, but you don’t care. Can’t care. Not right now, not when the coil in your belly is heating up, threatening to snap any second. It feels like forever since you’ve gotten to have this, forever since you’ve had him here, with you, between your thighs, where he belongs. And you're desperate, so desperate that you can’t breathe, can’t get enough air into your lungs and the wet sounds your pussy is making as he completely devours you makes your face scrunch up in unrestrained pleasure.

He’s desperate, too. You can tell in the way he’s aggressive with you, hands bruisingly gripping your arms as he mumbles into your cunt. “Tastes so good, babygirl. Come on, ride daddy’s face.”

With another final harsh suck of his mouth around your clit, you cum, eyes squeezing shut as stars shoot across your vision. Your orgasm hits you explosively, and you shake and convulse against the wall as you cum on Jake’s relentless tongue. Your legs are beginning to feel like jello and you can do nothing but hang there, legs scrambling against the onslaught of your orgasm wanting to squeeze shut, wrap around his head, do something.

One of your knees bend, foot pressing hard against the wall you're pressed against as your pussy pulses in its aftershocks. It doesn’t stay for long though because Jake growls and sets you down on the floor, and your shaking limbs can barely keep you upright. But it doesn’t matter because he rips his loincloth off, large cock slapping his belly as it’s released from its constraints, and he’s lifting you back up against the wall, arms held tight in his grip and his tip nudges at your entrance.

He rubs against your leaking hole, a back and forth motion that has you keening in his hold. He smirks, face glistening in the low light of the hut, as you whine a desperate, “Please, daddy. Please, please fuck me,”

“Aw, does my little brat think she deserves to be fucked?” Jake teases, fangs peeking out between his lips as he grins.

“Yes! Yes, daddy,” You whine, hips trying to bear down on his cock. “I need it! Please, please,”

“You were being so naughty earlier,” He teases. “So disrespectful, and now you think your needy little pussy deserves daddy’s cock?”

Tears fill your eyes at his words, frustration bubbling inside you from how hard he’s pushing at your patience. You waited for him all week. You’ve been good - so good, so understanding and helpful and fuck - all you want him to do is put his thick, blue alien cock into your tight, drenched pussy and fuck you until you can’t breath and he’s being mean.

“I deserve it! I deserve it!” You cry, wriggling hard in his grip. Your cunt slides against his hard length as you struggle, coating it even more in your arousal and Jake’s nostrils flair just a little, picking up the scent. “Need you,”

“Look at you,” Jake coos. “So desperate for daddy. My little whore. You just missed me, huh? Feeling a little lonely and didn’t know how else to get daddy’s attention?”

“Yeah,” You breath, air catching in your lungs when the tip of his cock nudges at your entrance.

“Missed daddy so much you decided to be a brat, hm?” He doesn’t push up into you. Instead, he lowers you down, your back sliding against the wall as he presses you down onto his cock. You whine, desperate and pathetic at the pressure and stretch of his thick head at your clenching hole. “Knew that would get daddy’s attention. You know how much I love to put my little slut in her place,”

You moan, loud and needy, as he breaches you. He lowers you down carefully, and you stop breathing when the mushroomed tip of his cock spears you open, pressing inside you insistently despite his mindful movement. “Fuck, daddy. Yes, yes, yes!”

Your small body swallows him whole, tiny cunt wrapping around his cock like it was made for him, welcoming him into your depths as he lowers you down further, inch by agonizing inch. There’s a bulge in your belly when he bottoms out, and you look down at it in glee as your hole flutters around his length.

“Couldn’t even try to talk to me about it,” Jake’s voice is nothing but a gruff growl as he draws you back up, hands gripping tightly on your arms as your walls drag along him until only the swollen tip is left inside you. “No, you had to jump right into being a brat. Just had to fuck around and find out, didn’t you?”

You whimper as he slides you back down, length filling you up again, the bulge once again making an appearance in your stomach. You bite your lip, trying to hold in another needy whine. You’re partly successful, the sound breaking from your throat nothing more than a cut off squeak. But as he moves you again, and again, lifting you off his throbbing cock and slamming you back down, moving your body the way he wants like you’re nothing more than a ragdoll - his own personal fleshlight - you can’t keep the blissful grin off your face as you eyes roll into the back of your head.

“Shouldn’t even be fucking you right now,” Jake grunts, the tip of his cock barreling into your cervix with each thrust. “I’m just giving you exactly what you want. Rewarding you for being such a little monster,”

“D-daddy, f-fuck,” You moan. Your legs are shaking from where they’re hanging below you, tingly and useless, swaying slightly in the motion of Jake’s movements.

When your eyes refocus, they lock onto Jake’s intimidating stare. His eyes are blown wide, his normally wide yellow eyes have been taken over by piercing black, pupils like blackholes threatening to swallow you whole in their intensity.

“Should take you over my knee instead,” He breathes, hot breath fanning over your mask and fogging up the glass a little. “My princess needs punishment to keep her in line, right? A firm hand to properly remind you who’s boss around here. Teach you to show your Olo’eyktan some fucking respect,”

His words shoot fire through your veins, the looming threat more like a heartfelt promise in your eyes, and the coil in your belly tightens as you feel your orgasm approaching. You keen, nodding frantically as your fingernails dig into your palms. “Yes! Yes, daddy! Need you to punish me. Put me in my place - ah!”

He tilts his hips slightly, cockhead rubbing perfectly into that special spot that makes you see stars. He chuckles as your mouth falls open, eyes widening as you stare at him, gaping like a fish as you fight through the pleasure. “Do you have something to ask me, babygirl?”

“P-please,” You grit out, whines and moans ripping from your throat as you try to get the words out. “Please, d-daddy. Please can I c-cum?”

“Aw, my pretty girl wants to cum? You wanna cream all over daddy’s cock? Squeeze it nice and tight with your pretty pussy until daddy fills you up?”

“Yes! Yes, yes, please? Daddy, please, can I?”

Jake grins, sharp canines digging into his bottom lip. He stops moving you on him, holding you firm against the side of the hut as his hips piston into yours, setting a brutal and unforgiving pace as he mutters a gravelly, “Go ahead, baby. I want my princess to cum on my cock,”

You scream, eyes squeezing shut as the coil in your stomach snaps and your orgasm tears through you. Your legs shake uncontrollably, heels banging against the wall of the hut as they unconsciously kick out, and your fingers curl into unknown signs as you gush around Jake’s pounding cock.

Through your giddy, fucked out haze, you can feel Jake’s hips stutter against you. He groans, low and guttural as he presses in hard against you, and you let out a content sigh at the feel of him cumming inside you, shooting rope after thick rope of release inside your greedy pussy and painting your walls white - filling you up so good you think you could sing songs of praise to Eywa about how amazing it feels.

When he’s done, he doesn’t pull out. Instead he stays lodged inside you, hands moving from your arms to wrap around your waist, pulling you away from the wall and cradling you in his arms. He turns and lowers himself carefully to the floor so as to not disturb you so much, and holds you against him, one big hand rubbing soothing circles on your back while the other supports your head.

“Y/n, you alright?” He asks, nudging your head gently.

You hum, exhausted, but do your best to nod your head anyway.

“Baby, I’m sorry I haven’t been around that much lately. I can see how it’s affecting you. I want you to know that you’re my number one priority, so I’m going to do my best to cut off duties early enough so that I can come home and spend time with my special girl. You deserve that,”

You let his words wash over you and tears once again prick at your eyes, this time with overwhelming emotion. “I’m sorry I was such a brat,”

“You’re not a brat,” He says, fingers sliding gently through your sweat slicked hair. “You’re an angel. My angel,”

He takes a deep breath, eyes cutting across the room to the small wooden table with the fig leaf cradling the various carved up pieces of fruit.

“I saw the fruit by the way. They’re adorable, just like you,”

You don’t say anything, but there’s a small smile on your face as you press your cheek snugly against his chest.

**Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!

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rivatar · 1 year ago

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Hi can I make a request for Jake sully x fem human reader! (first movie when he gets really buff towards the end!)

Ok hear me out:

Reader is obsessed with Jake sully’s muscles like gets super aroused like down bad for them!! The reader lures Jake into a trap (but Jake doesn’t know that he thinks he’s getting love from her like normal) but reader ties him up with a rope/leash!! (Very unexpected) And super spicy and exciting things happen between them!?!?!?!?!?

I’ll let you finish the story if you dare…😉

Tbh I have been craving a spicy story for weeks now!!

Thank you and have a wonderful day/night!!!

Much love from your fan!!!! 🩷😁

Fell Into the Trap

Pairing: Jake!Sully x fem!human!reader

Warnings/content: smut MDNI🔞, restraints/handcuffs, masturbation, multiple orgasms, p in v, some degradation, they’re both switches kinda, cream pie, think that’s it but lmk :)

A/n: FINALLY got this request done!! I hope you and everyone else enjoys!! It’s pure filth heheh 🫶🏼

W/c: 4.4k

Biceps, abs, quads, pecs, forearms, back muscles.

His muscular physique was running through your head nonstop today (and maybe everyday) and God, it was eating you alive.

It probably didn’t help that Jake had already given you a taste. You befriended him when he arrived on Pandora, rolling in on his wheelchair. You were and still are under Dr. Augustine. You thought Dr. Augustine and Norm gave Jake way too much hell at first, but they eventually warmed up to him. You would always laugh at his witty jokes and sarcasm from the very beginning. And it seemed like he noticed, as he started approaching you more and aimed to make you laugh whenever he could. This turned into a unique bond the two of you developed. You were obviously friends but this elevated into something more after spending so much time with him. He was sweet and charming, and you had no other romantic prospects so why the hell not? You gave into his flirtatious advances months ago and have slept with him ever since.

Now, months later, Jake is officially trained as Omatikayan warrior, having just passed his rites of passage not even a full week ago. You were so proud of him, as was the rest of your department. Everyone celebrated his accomplishment and his recognition was well deserved. Since then, he has received many welcoming gifts to his kelku and even courting offers from a lot of the women in the clan, to which he would respectfully decline.

But selfishly, you were ready to have him back to yourself. He’s been so busy now that he’s officially one of The People that he’s barely in his home and barely has come to see you. You were also tied up with your own work to be fair, but you were used to seeing him for hours everyday after the workday was finished.

The past few nights you would touch yourself before bed or else you would toss and turn all night, craving his touch. It wasn’t enough though. Your fingers paled in comparison to him. He would spend hours pleasuring you with his tongue, fingers, cock, and whatever other body part you desired to touch on him, sometimes opting to ride his abs or thighs. You could just eat him alive, you thought to yourself.

It was late at night as you tossed and turned in your bed for yet another night. Deep in your (horny) thoughts, you decided you would somehow catch him tomorrow and make him make it up to you. You didn’t care how many plans he might have as he’s settling into his new life, it would all just have to wait. You may have been thinking with your cunt instead of your brain but you didn’t care at this point. And by Eywa, he was gonna pay for it.

…………………..

You had your plan perfectly in order. After finishing up your work for the day as quickly as you could, you headed off into the village. You wore a jacket, solely for the reason of being able to load down the pockets with your tools. Tools needed to take a 9 ft tall Na’vi man down and render him helpless.

After making enough small talk with the villagers you passed by, you finally spotted Jake. And fuck, he looked better and better with each passing day. His slutty little tewng barely covered him at all, and it looked like a new tewng, you don’t think you’ve ever seen it befor- “Y/N! Come here, we were just talking about you!” Jake snapped you out of your trance once he spotted you, motioning you to come forward. You were hard to miss in a sea of blue people.

Clearing your throat and masking a smile, you walked towards him and the two other warriors standing next to him. They smiled politely and nodded their heads at you. “All good things, right?” You responded, smirking slightly. They looked to be carving out arrows and assembling them.

Jake chuckled, “More or less,” he teased. You scoffed playfully, crossing your arms. Then you gathered up the courage to tell him the reason you were there.

“Jake, can I borrow you for a minute? It’s nothing bad—just some things Grace wanted me to discuss with you regarding mapping the area,” you grabbed his wrist and tugged him with you, “It might take a minute, it’s a lot of information,” you lied to the warriors that were standing with him as you walked the two of you away. The two men looked at each other knowingly, like they knew what you were really doing. Although Jake looked clueless.

“Sure, but I thought we already discussed this?” He giggled a little at you guiding him, clearly confused what this was about.

“Yes but she wanted to finalize the details. You have the map in your kelku, right?” You asked, already knowing the answer and hastily making your way towards his home.

“Yeah I do but I’ve told her I’ve added everything to it that I know for now. I don’t think there’s anything more I can do,” he thought carefully. His home was in sight, just another minute or so away.

Just keep making excuses, almost there.

“I’m just following her orders, Jake,” you smiled up innocently at him, “let’s just see what we can do, yeah?”

His home was a few feet away, all you had to do was get him past the door and inside. You could nearly taste the sweet victory. You motioned your arm out a little for him to go in before you as you snuck your hand in your pocket to pull out a Banshee Catcher, stretching it out behind his back.

“Yeah, we’ll see what we can d- SHIT!” He hit the floor in the middle of his home with a loud THUD. Your aim was perfect, hitting his ankles precisely as the catcher wrapped around them, making him lose his balance and fall forward. He tried to catch part of his body as he fell, but still ended up hitting his head on the ground. Raising himself up a little, he rubbed his forehead as he winced and turned back to look at you. “What the fuck??”

“Shut. Up.” You barked as you walked towards his laid out form, unraveling the rope you got out from your other pocket and tying it in a loop.

Jake was still laying on his stomach as he continued rubbing his temples. You approached him swiftly before he could make any moves and hooked the loop around his neck, tightening it up.

“B-Baby, what are you doing?” His voice came out a little more shaky than he’d like to admit. His hands found the ground beneath him as he tried to start pushing himself up. You stomped your foot on his back and pushed him back down with all your weight.

“Do not move!” You scolded while tightening the rope you had on his neck as you stood above him.

He relaxed his arms and held his hands out to the side in surrender. “Okay, okay. Jesus Christ— who taught you how to take down a man like this?”

“I’ll never share my sources,” you smirked cockily.

Reaching into your back pocket of your jeans, you pulled out your final item.

“Arms behind your back,” you demanded.

His eyes grew wide once they came into view as he craned his neck back to see what you had. “Where the hell did you steal handcuffs from??”

“I have my ways and it’s none of your concern! Arms back, Sully.”

He shut up in defeat, slowly placing his arms back. You snapped the cuffs around his wrists and finally let out a sigh of relief that he was pretty much helpless now, even with you being a human and him being a Na’vi, he wasn’t getting out of this.

“Okay, you got me now. Good job. Now can you please kindly explain what this is about??” He huffed in annoyance, feeling kinda proud of you yet embarrassed you took him down so easily.

“I’m about to show you,” you said while squatting down to place your hands around the banshee catcher, “I’ll undo this if you promise not to run,” you offered.

“Yes, yes, please— I won’t leave, I swear,” he pleaded. You eyed him for any bluffing but he seemed rather honest. So graciously, you released the hold the catcher had around his ankles. He spread out his legs in relief, not daring to try to take off. Besides, how would he tell everyone a human girl managed to get him in handcuffs? They would never let him live that down. And also, he didn’t particularly mind seeing you so… feisty. Although he didn’t know why you were being this way, specifically towards him. Nevertheless, you had his full attention. He rolled over on his back to face you.

You slightly pulled the rope around his neck, urging him to sit up on his butt. You swiftly tied your end of his leash, per se, around a sturdy post in the middle of the room.

You couldn’t help but bust out laughing at his astonished look of pure and utter disbelief. “God, I wish you could see the look on your face right now,” you giggled uncontrollably, hunching over a little to hold your tummy as it started to hurt from laughing. He just looked more and more confused by the second, wondering why you were laughing and what had gotten into you.

He chuckled a bit uncomfortably, “Haha, yeah… so what now? You gonna leave me here?” He presumed.

“Oh Jake… is that what you think this is?” You poked your bottom lip out to mock him, “No baby, but you’re gonna wish I had left you here by the time I’m done with you,” you giggled triumphantly. His eyebrows scrunched together more, trying to figure out why you were acting so crazy. He was beginning to be speechless.

To confuse him even more, you decided to start taking off your clothes. You wore comfy gym shorts and a sports tanktop today as it was hot and sunny outside. You peeled up your tank and tossed it at his face, to which it hung onto him for a split second until falling down to the ground. His mouth hung open slightly as saliva pooled in his mouth, eyes roaming everywhere on you.

Then you peeled off your sports bra and your breasts popped out, bouncing a little as they settled freely with no more restriction. You kicked out of your shoes and shimmied your shorts and panties down in one go, tossing everything to the side and out of the way.

“Get my meaning now, Jakey?” You mocked his little nickname, tilting your head at him with your hands on your hips.

He licked his lips and swallowed all the drool that pooled up in his mouth from such a mouthwatering sight. His pupils were blown up and his tail was stiff and pointing upwards in high alert. “Shit baby… if you wanted some you should’ve just asked,” He said with a slight groan, eyes still soaking up every inch of you.

“Oh, please,” you scoffed, having already been fed up with waiting for so long, “I’ve given you several hints and you ignored them. Ignored ME!” Your voice rose as you pointed at yourself, “So, I had to take matters into my own hands,” you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. To you, you were only doing what anyone else would’ve done. Take control of the situation instead of suffering.

“So now you will listen to me and do whatever I want, got it?” You demanded.

Jake couldn’t help the wide grin that split across his face. He looked like a kid who had just been given some ice cream. This was supposed to be his punishment and the bastard never looked so happy. “Yes ma’am,” he followed your orders. Happily. He shifted over to get on his knees, a little too excited already as he had a prominent bulge in his loincloth.

You walked towards him with an all-knowing smirk. It was laughable that he thought he was gonna get some pussy right away. “Yeah, you’re good at following orders, aren’t you Marine?” You grabbed his face and brought it right up to yours.

His breath was hot and came out in quick exhales, fanning across your lips. “Mhmm,” he licked his lips while he stared at yours, being so close yet not close enough to seal them together.

You kept teasing him, acting like you were about to kiss him and then you just didn’t. He leaned forward to try to catch your lips and you leaned back before he could, laughing in his face. “Don’t get all desperate and pathetic on me already, Jakey,” you teased as he looked visibly disappointed. His cheeks were already a purplish tint.

“‘m not desperate,” he grumbled.

“Oh really? Let’s see about that,” you said prettily and innocently as you lowered yourself to the ground, laying back and propping on your elbows as your legs sprawled out for him to see everything.

Sharp canines came into view as he bit his bottom lip, eyes hooded over with pure lust. He crawled on his knees to get closer but the rope held him back. A growl left his chest in frustration. “How the hell am I supposed to touch you when you’ve got me tied up, huh?”

“Who said anything about you doing any touching? This is not for you, Sully,” you scolded, “Now, follow my orders—Watch.”

Your scooted back a little to lean against the wall so you could relax without holding yourself up. You ran your two little hands down your soft body, slowly and sensually to drag out as much pleasure as possible. The lightest feathery touches on yourself heightened your sensitivity. You massaged your breasts, pinching your nipple between your thumb and index finger. The feeling went straight to your core. Slick started leaking out of your hole, begging for some attention. You left one hand to keep stimulating your nipple and the other hand trailed down to your pussy. You ran two fingers through your glistening folds as you teased around your entrance and on your swollen clit. Your head fell back as a soft moan escaped your parted lips, to which you then bit your lip.

“Jesus,” He whispered, “Okay, I get it and I’m sorry I didn’t make time for you and that sweet pussy. I regret it so much and it won’t happen again!” He babbled as his erection was becoming more painful by the second.

“Hmm, how sorry are you?” You hummed as you kept pleasuring yourself, sticking two fingers inside. But it wasn’t nearly enough.

“So fucking sorry! Baby please, I’ll make it up to you, I swear!!” He pleaded, watching desperately as your fingers sunk into your heat.

You started a steady pace going in and out, not really caring for his words but appreciating the deep baritone of his voice getting you off more. “Damn right you’re making it up to me,” you all but moaned.

You were getting lost in your own world, it felt like pure hot liquid gold was pooling in your tummy as your orgasm built up. “Stand up, Jake,” you whimpered. You wanted to see his entire form in all its glory.

He did as he was told like the good little soldier he was. And fuck, his physique was blessed by Eywa herself. You would thank her later for her perfect design of him. His hair looked so pretty, as two shorter strands hung out front to frame his face, and damn— that face. ‘Handsome’ was an understatement that didn’t do him justice. Chokers adorned his strong neck that flared out to incredibly broad and sturdy shoulders. His arms were amazingly strong and bulky— much bulkier than the other Na’vi. They were much leaner and smaller-boned than Jake. His mix of human DNA in his Na’vi body was nothing less of perfect, in your opinion. His chest was powerful looking, with plump pecs showcasing his strength in that area. Then his waist— God, his waste. It was so slutty, the way it narrowed down so much compared to how wide his shoulders and chest were. Even though it was lean, it still housed just as many muscles in his abs and hips, with not an ounce of fat, just pure muscle. His thighs and calves shouldn’t be left out either, they were equally as beautiful. And of course you couldn’t leave out a particular body part you deemed as your favorite— his veiny cock. Just like the rest of his body that everyone else got to see, it was just as perfect as him. Long and girthy, littered with his unique bioluminescent pattern on it.

And now as he stood, you could savor the sight of him. Seeing his muscles ripple slightly as he shifted his stance and strained against the handcuffs was all you needed to finish. You sped up on rubbing your clit as your other hand plunged in and out of your sopping cunt.

“Fuckkk, Jake!” You screamed as you rode it out, your body twitching and trying to get away from the overstimulation. You swore you heard a low rumbling growl but it was hard to tell over your choked sobs.

“You’re torturing me, baby,” he said shakily, almost whimpering. He watched intently with eyes trained directly on your pussy as the precious scene took place before him. Some slick gushed out of your hole and around your fingers as you pulled them out slowly.

“I know,” you replied wryly.

“Can you untie me now so I can help you out?” He was sounding so desperate now and it did you well to get beneath his skin like this.

“Hmmm,” you pretended to think, “Maybe later.”

He groaned in frustration and bared his teeth briefly, clearly getting aggravated.

“Don’t get sassy with me,” you snapped while standing up to saunter over to him. Once you were closer you could see the wet spot on his loincloth from his pre-cum.

“Awww, are you pent up? Poor guy needs to cum so bad, don’t you?” You teased and mocked him, “It sucks, doesn’t it?”

You seen the way his jaw clenched in restraint, he felt like a little kid in timeout again. He stared down at you with a piercing gaze. You were pushing all his buttons. He swore he was gonna tear you apart later the moment he got out of these damned restraints.

You grabbed one of his wrists and led him to a chair in the corner of the room. “Sit down,” you tugged his wrist down, urging him to do so.

He sat down and thankfully the rope was just long enough for him to go to this corner without it straining on his neck. You eagerly climbed into his lap, straddling over one of his thighs with your bare cunt coating your leftover slick on his leg. He let out a shaky breath at the contact of finally at least feeling your warm body against him.

“Y/N, please. I can’t take it much longer,” he whined.

You gave him a peck on the mouth, “Not much longer.” Then started your assault on his body.

You started on his neck, first smelling his natural musk, then licking and sucking on the sensitive flesh there. He quietly groaned and you felt his hips jerk up underneath you, frantically searching for some friction. You felt all around his shoulders, chest, and arms, grabbing all you could get and moaning in appreciation at the straight up beefiness to him. Then your hands went lower and felt up his abs, that were constricting currently due to your neck kisses that drove him mad.

“Hmmm, gonna fuck the shit out of you later,” He promised.

You couldn’t help the soft moan that hummed against his skin where you were kissing, sucking, licking. You quickly stopped to reach around and untie his loincloth hastily. You were gonna die if his dick wasn’t shoved inside you within the next minute or so.

“You stretched out enough?” He asked a bit worriedly as you grabbed his cock and slid it through your folds.

“I hope so,” you breathed out before you slammed your hips down with as much force as you could muster, letting your weight help you sink down.

A slew of curses left both your mouths as your small pussy engulfed him entirely. “Holy shit, you needed it bad, huh?”

“Yes!” You nearly cried as tears already formed in your eyes from the sheer fullness from him. His dick hit every spot you needed to be touched.

Raising up, you slammed back down on him and picked up a ruthless pace. You held onto his shoulders for stability and you had so much adrenaline that your legs weren’t burning from doing the work. You bounced vigorously, barely allowing either one of you enough time to even breathe.

His head was thrown back as guttural moans left his mouth, having no choice but to take what you were giving him. You moaned and cried above him, tears streaming down your cheeks from the incredible sensations. The coil in your core was about to snap at any second but you tried to hold it off as long as you could. But you couldn’t hold it back.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You screamed as your orgasm overtook your entire being. You clenched hard around his length and moaned in time with you.

“S-Shit, gonna make me cum too!” he groaned as his hips stuttered and his hot seed shot up into you. Synchronized moans and whispered of praise filled the room as you worked through your highs.

You slouched onto him as his dick remained inside you, twitching from aftershocks. You were both sticky with sweat and quietly panting.

“Untie me,” his voice was hoarse. You leaned up, slightly confused at his tone. But after you looked in his eyes, you could see the mischief he was trying to mask.

“Yes sir,” you smirked playfully and got off him with wobbly legs, walking over to your discarded clothes to retrieve the key for his cuffs and a knife for his rope. You knew subconsciously that he was about to give you the dicking down of your life after this stunt you pulled, and you weren’t complaining.

You gave him a small smile as you cut the rope and reached around to unlock his handcuffs. He threw the cuffs to the side and scooped you up, and then set you down on the open floor.

“Hands and knees, babygirl,” he demanded. You scurried almost pathetically to get into place, poking your ass out as your arched your back and looked back at him sexily.

“Like a bitch in heat,” he snickered, “Just how I like it”

You arched even more, only eating up his degrading words. Some would call it pathetic or whorish, but by Eywa, you were fine with just being his whore if that’s all he wanted. And you didn’t care how that sounded.

“Now let’s get one thing settled,” he smacked your ass hard, “That was cute and all, but I’m the one in charge here, got it?”

“Yes, sir,” you whimpered and pressed your ass back to nudge against his cock. Your switch up was crazy but again—you’d do nearly anything for this man and that’s why you were so cranky without him. You wanted him to be rough and fuck you hard, so you couldn’t be more pleased with how your plan has went.

“God, you’re such a slut. Only for me though, right?” He taunted.

“Yes, only you!” You swayed your hips around, trying to get him to just put it in you already.

He chuckled darkly behind you and drove it in with one stroke. You sighed contently in unison. You wish you could bottle up this feeling and keep it forever, every second of every day. But then you’d get nothing done ever.

“So goddamn tight and wet still. Needy little thing,” he smacked your ass again while continuing his thrusts.

His thrusts were hard and sloppy. No doubt you would have bruises tomorrow from his pelvis smacking you over and over again. But you didn’t care, not when his cock was kissing your cervix so perfectly.

He grabbed your neck and bent himself over to be right next to you. He kissed your cheek and panted roughly in your ear, “My little slut. Just needed to be fucked silly and stuffed full of cock, right?” He smiled briefly through his panting. Your jaw was completely slack as loud moans fell from your mouth. “Mhmm!!”

He craned your neck back ever more to meet your lips in a sloppy kiss. This position had your back arched so much that your eyes rolled in the back of your head. He sped up his thrusts and you were both nearing another climax.

He pulled his lips off yours because he felt you starting to clench, indicating your incoming orgasm. The third one tonight. He was about to burst himself.

Your eyes kept rolling back and squeezing shut. “Look at me when you cum,” he held your neck in this position, craning up towards him.

“Cumming! I’m cumming!” You cried. You stared in his eyes as your coil snapped and his did too as he stared back at you. It was the type of eye contact that was dangerous, the type that ties people’s souls together and makes them fall in love. There was no going back though.

He pulled out slowly and moved your body to lay down as he laid down beside you. You were both trying to catch your breath.

He pulled you into his chest and kissed the top of your head. “Tired?” He hummed sweetly, noticing your body wasn’t moving at all.

“Mhmm,” you hummed and he laughed.

“Go to sleep, we’ll clean up later,” he stroked your hair, “Just make sure to get those handcuffs back to their rightful owner later,” he chuckled.

“Hush.” You hummed, giving into the sleepiness beckoning you to rest.

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strongheartneteyam · 2 years ago

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His little breeding slut.

Pairing: dilf!Jake Sully x female!human!younger!reader

CW: established relationship, reader loving jake's belly, a bit of fluff, praising kink, p in v, use of "daddy", "babygirl" and "princess", breeding kink, dom Jake x sub reader, creampie, missionary position

It's been a while since the last time I wrote for Jake but this pic in the middle gave me WILD THOUGHTS 🥺🧎🏻‍♀️💕 so this is what came out of it lol all hail Dilf!Jake and his dad bod 🤤🤌🏻💓

na'vi words: muntxate (female mate), yawntutsyìp (little loved one)

Slightly proofread.

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"You like my belly, don't you? You always put your little hands on it when I'm fucking you missionary" Jake smirked and chuckled, pleased with the dumb way you were looking at his soft belly, your eyes completely bewitched by his delicious body and both your hands over his abdomen.

"You know I do, Daddy. It's so soft, so good to touch..." You mewled.

"You're so cute, babygirl" He chuckled tenderly as he slowly but steadily thrusted into you.

"Thanks, Daddy" you said in a cute voice and gave him a smile, as you felt his cock coming in and out of you, your pussy clenching.

Jake suddenly thrusted his huge cock harder into your pussy, his large tip suddenly reaching your womb, taking a surprised cry of pleasure out of you. His tip leaked so much precum inside your cervix and he couldn't wait to cum inside his little breeding slut.

"Daddy wants to breed you, princess. Does my muntxate want to carry my baby?" He enquired while he pounded your pussy even harder this time, his soft striped thighs slightly jiggling as they crashed into the softness of your own thighs.

"Yes, Daddy, please." You pleaded while gazing at his face with furrowed eyebrows.

"Say it like I taught you to." Jake grunted in a demanding tone.

"Please, breed me, Daddy. Please, put a baby on me..." You loved when he made you beg. It turned you on even more.

"That's right, babygirl. You make Daddy proud." His voice was shaking with sheer pleasure as he felt your warm, wet pussy milking his cock just so fucking well.

A few rough thrusts later, Jake let out a hoarse and loud groan as a strong load of his thick warm cum filled your insides.

He came out of you and a bit of his white seed was leaking from your pussy into the mat.

"We're gonna have to clean this mess, yawntutsyìp." Jake laughed, breath still heavy, as he shook his head from side to side, his fangs escaping from under his upper lip, making you think how insanely beautiful and charming your mate was. Jake would never stop making you sigh out of love and admiration of his beauty, even if the both of you had been mated for quite some time now.

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shadowwfoxx · 1 year ago

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“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.”

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As Brittany Broski once said,

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

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Tonowari: Burning For You

Fic description: 18+ MINORS DNI. Plot involved as well. Breeding kink, slight implied d/s dynamics, daddy kink, service kink, free use, primal, omegaverse. As you go through one of your most intense heats yet, your loving mate helps you through your pain, in a way you’ve never imagined. Au: Tonowari and hyperfem! Na’vi reader have a few kids and are already mated, exploring their deeply romantic and spiritual connection during her heat. Wc:5.7k

“When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows.”

-Hamlet, Act 1.3.115

Metkayina Village: 08:00

The sun glazed and glistened on your blue skin, as your long hair flowed behind you in the reef. You were trying your best to calm down, to relax your body. First your arms, your legs, your tail. You were one with the water. Eywa was watching over you.

Everything was okay, yes?

It might have been. Your eyes jolted open, adjusting to the sunlight reflecting on the azure waters, adjusting your flower that was in your hair. You had to look your best, after all. It might have been fine — until you felt a sharp pang in your lower abdomen and back. Could it be? You were under the impression that your heat was only a few days away. Yet here it was — starting early.

You quickly call your ilu, riding it to the outskirts of the side of the reef, to a little hidden alcove right outside where the calm reef met the roaring waves of the ocean. You spoke to your mate through the bond— showing him where you were.

Whenever your heat or his rut came, the both of you had a place to hide, to let your carnal desires consume the both of you.

You pet your ilu as it felt your pain, disconnecting your queues. You managed to crawl inside the warm, almost hot pool of water in the alcove, as you ran your fingers over your songcord, remembering the time you mated for the first time, in this very cave. It brought you comfort.

You clutched your stomach harder, wincing. You wonder how Tonowari has dealt with your children in order to come see you here.

~ Metkayina Village ~

It has started to rain heavily. Tonowari puts his long hair in a bun, as he shushes your two little children: a four year old and a three month old, letting them know that their grandmother will come take care of them: the former Tsahik. She arrives, and Carrie’s them further into the hut. Tonowari helps tuck them in under a blanket.

Blankets were rarely used, yet they served a good purpose when it was a bit cold and rainy. The man then races to his tsurak — clicking, calling it. He jumps on with his powerful legs, a look of worry on his face as he races to the alcove.

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You sit in the warm water, now shivering. The pain was even worse. You hear the shriek of the tsurak as your mate steps into the alcove. “Mawey. Mawey, my love, it is heat, yes?,” he asks, stepping towards you, a caring and concerned expression on his face. You nod, looking up into his eyes. He shushes you, as his big hands wrap around your body, one placed on your belly, massaging it where the pain should be.

“Wari…it hurts. Tsahelyu…please..,” you quietly ask him. He smiles, and obliges, wincing, connecting your queues so he can take your pain away. You sigh, leaning into his wide and muscular chest, tracing over the tattoos on his arms. You feel a pair of lips on your cheek and neck, his gentle kisses as a way to calm you more.

“Mawey, ma sevin (pretty.) I am here now. I always will come to help my mate, especially when she is in heat. When she looks so beautiful…and smells it too..,” he trails off, giving you another wet and warm kiss on your cheek, with a hint of a little growl behind his voice. You feel his fangs start to nip at your ear.

“Olo’eyktan always takes care of his mate, my flower. You just stay there, be good for me, yes?,” he asks, you feel more of his sharp fangs with the more nips and kisses he gives you.

“Ma wari, okay. Please… hurts..,” you breathily moan out, feeling a bit more than bothered by his bulging biceps around you, and his wet kisses trailing down to your neck.

He gruffly inhales, scenting you. Your heat must have gotten to him — made him feral for you. That’s what you loved the most about mating cycles. The passion <3 how well he took care of you.

“So beautiful. Soft. Just what I need after a hunt, ma yuey (flower),” he whispers to you as his large hands start massaging your hips, manhandling you closer to him, his large chest pressing against your small back.

His thick arms make you feel so safe, as you lower your head back into him. You feel a rumbling in his chest that makes you want him desperately, his long hair on your shoulders, his blue eyes intensely focused on his prize: you.

His arms trail down towards your legs, forcefully spreading them open, your thighs hanging limp over his forearms as he inspects his panting and moaning prey <3

“My yuey smells so good. Your heat, just for me, yes?,” he taunts with his deep voice and a bit of a growl, his hands manhandle you onto his lap, legs still spread, a thick finger or two begins exploring your hot and wet pussy <3

His fingers were just what you needed, you began to rub yourself against them, itching for that kind of relief. Your usually teal blue complexion was a bit darker now, tongue out, panting.

You knew he loved seeing you like this.

“Taking your warrior so well, ma mate, my bunny. Your heat is so strong this time, ma yuey, you smell so good, so ready for me, to breed you…,” he whispers with a hint of a growl again.

You can barely respond, getting so much pleasure from humping and riding his fingers like a feral animal, tongue out, eyes closed, that you didn’t notice when his bulging biceps came to push you up and off him, grabbing you by your hips and pushing you down on your stomach.

“Does my mate want to be bred like the good little one she is?,” he taunts, running his humongous hands over the back of your hips and ass, groping it so tightly that you thought you saw stars. Connected by tsahelyu, he felt your mind swimming in thoughts of blank desire, white, hot, burning.

You mindlessly nod as you instinctively arch your back up for him to see how ready you were. You just wanted your womb to be full of him, of his throbbing cock. Nothing more. You wanted it minutes ago.

He growls again, roughly pushing his huge body against your backside, the both of your tails intertwining. You can feel the muscular back of his thigh against yours, keeping you in place for what’s about to come. His cloth comes off. You turn around.

“Ma yuey. Eyes forward,” a very low and serious tone rang out from him. His face was stoic. You knew better. You quickly turned your face back around to the slightly dripping water of the alcove. Tonowari was usually level headed and friendly, calm, and welcoming. That is what made him such a wonderful Olo’eyktan and leader. Such a wonderful mate to you. Yet — you did not want your mate angry. You did not like him when he was angry. Your heat; unfortunately, usually induced this state for him.

He growls this time, louder, claims you, his mate, his prey, with a bite to the shoulder with his sharp fangs. You wail out a moan, as you feel his throbbing balls up against your hot cunt. Without warning, he thrusts his entire twelve inch length into you, stilling for a moment to enjoy the heat of your cunt.

“Haaah…,” he trails off, clearly loving how welcoming your heat induced pussy was to his length. You feel him throb and pulse inside you, you felt so full, so full of him, you squealed and moaned as you squeezed around him in an attempt to get him to move.

“Patience, ma munxtate,” a warning from him, alongside a slap on the ass. “Yes, ma Olo’eyktan,” you answer back, as obedient as you could. “Good. I want my beautiful mate on her best behavior, yes?,” he asks, warningly. You nod, as he bends over, his face next to yours, giving you a little nip on the ear.

“Stay.” One word with a serious undertone to it. You were not to move, no matter how rough he used you. Eywa — you loved being his little toy, especially when you were in heat.

“Ma wari. Please…please..,” you begged him, you wanted him to start moving, to start pounding into you like the insane beast he was. He didn’t move. You were about to cry, until you squealed when he pulled you into him, now his large body was laying down on the floor of the alcove, in the water. Your backside on top of him, cock intact, inside you.

He started moving. One thing you loved about him — he was big. Not just big, not just more than average than another na’vi. Huge. 12 inches — yet the girth. The girth he had was insanely wide, perfect to go alongside his plump ballsack <3

Here was this girth, pumping in and out of you, his knees bounced your tiny body up and down on his cock. You were about to explode with white, hot, pleasure. You loved being forcefully rocked on his huge length, that reached so deep inside you — like you were his puppet, under total command and control. His control.

You were his — undoubtedly.

His cock started drilling into you deeper, until you felt that tightness coming up in your belly. His fingers were gripping your arms and neck harshly, keeping you in place for him to use.

“That’s it, syulang. Come for me, my mate, mother of my children,” he coos at you, his squared jaw and face full of adoration. His bulky arms continue caging you into his body, as you keep cumming, screaming, chanting his name like it’s your mating vows…

Wari, Wari, Wari.

You were his.

Even after you came, he kept going. Chasing that high, using you to bring him to finish. After he was done, he took you by the hand, and led you to his now flaccid but still inflamed cock. “Lick, my yuey. Clean me.”

You obeyed, arching your back, squatting on your knees, puffy pussy on display for him. He growled a bit again, infatuated by your position.

You make slow, little, kitten licks at his cock, making sure to get every last drop. You felt so full, with his cum in your womb <3

“My mate. My little one. You did so good,” he reassures you. The soft and gentle giant you knew as Tonowari was back. With your heat at a bit of a standstill due to his wondrous skills and technique, you felt more normal, and so did he.

“Wari. Need to sleep,” you softly whisper back, and he obliged, taking you up into the haven of his wide, warm chest, and you lay your head down, listening to his heartbeat. “Muntxatan. What about the kids?,” you wonder, as you start to get a bit drowsy.

“Not to worry. They will be fine. My mate needs me now more than my children,” he reassures you, as he starts gently and tenderly braiding your hair. He gives you a forehead kiss as you drift off to sleep in his arms.

The storm intensified as the sun set over the azure waters. With you in his arms, he stealthily rides his tsurak back to the village, when all are fast asleep. He exchanges a stern glance with the night watch villagers at the bay of the reef, and carries you inside to the marui. <3

Nobody needed to question where the Olo’eyktan was. They knew what his priorities were.

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s0urw00lfsrants · 1 year ago

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Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3

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sevinsav · 10 months ago

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「 . ݁ ✦ NIGHT CAP ✦ . ݁ 」

ᝰ.✮ PAIRING ✮ JAKE SULLY x BLK!FEM!HUMAN!READER!

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You often wondered how much time Jake was able to spend in the lab with you as opposed to the time he spent in the village with the other Omaticaya.

You also wondered how he could hold a full conversation while staring at you from across the room.

How he would compliment you whenever you did anything worth mentioning.

How often he would touch you whether you would anticipate it or not.

Nor could you forget the slight twitch in his lips that erupted into a small smile whenever you were in arm’s length.

You also thought of how he would also distance himself from you at the first sign of discomfort had you decided to display any to begin with.

You could feel your breath fall short as your eyes darted towards the part in his lips as he smiled.

His gaze subtly lowers from your eyes to your lips, carefully observing your facial expression for any signs of hesitation.

Visibly, there were none.

He decides to test the waters, taking another step forward.

He approached you with a tilt of his head as he brushed his index across the carbon fiber frame secured tightly against your face, causing your mask to fog as you exhaled.

“Sully . . . ”

He doesn’t respond but his eyes meet yours once more which was his subtle way of letting you know that he was listening even if you thought otherwise.

But you knew that it wasn’t enough.

Not for you at least.

Not when he was this close enough to where his face was close enough to touch yours nor when his hands grazed your skin, rendering you speechless with each touch.

So you call his name again, feeling the syllable weigh on your tongue each time you called for him. It made you breathless, made you weak.

You notice the slight curve at the edge of his lips as he ran his hand down your braids, gliding his index against the one closest to him as he stared at it in a muted fascination.

His ears twitch at the sound of your voice as he continued to gather your hair in his hand, “I like hearing you say my name,” He admits lowly, “But I’d like it better if you’d moan it out for me instead . . . ”

Your eyes dart to his in shock which fades once you heard the underlying amusement his tone was known to carry. Your lips twitch into a nervous smile, deflecting the potential come on as him having a strange sense of humor. “Chill,” You drawled, your eyes gradually leaving his as you dismissed his attempts.

“Nah,” His tongue runs across his lips, “I’m serious.”

You let out a slight scoff as you crossed your arms and shifted your hips to the side as you forced your gaze to meet his once more, “You and I both know that you’re not on that type of timing, Sully.”

His head tilts at the challenge in your words, “Yeah?”

You nod as you held your ground, “Yeah.”

He crossed his arms, “What if I was?”

You stare at him uncertain whether you should take his words to heart or not. You attempt to brush him off again, “Then you wouldn’t have to ask me, would you?”

His eyes seemed to narrow at the challenge, “You’ve got a point, doc.”

You nod, ignoring the disappointment you felt as he conceded his defeat which was odd considering he would’ve had a reply of his own.

A wicked smile flashes across his lips when he noticed how your face fell as he bent down and reached out to clasp his hand against your nape, “Good thing I’m not askin,’ isn’t it?”

You hold still, not knowing what to expect.

With him, you never do.

His head lowers, allowing you to feel his ears flick your skin.

You shivered as his hands ground into your hips, “Sully - ”

His lips twitch, “Jake.”

You ignore the correction, “What do you want from me, Sully?”

His eyes meet yours as he shrugs, “Whatever you’re willing to give me, sweetheart . . . ”

You resist the urge to flinch when his hand brushes your clavicle, relishing in his touch.

“Just for tonight?” You asked, with caution.

“That’s up to you,” His eyes bore into yours, tilting his head.

The two of you fall into a brief silence with nothing but the sounds of the forest resounding between you both.

“If that’s what it takes for you to keep an open mind, I’m not opposed to spending the night together,” He shrugs as if his pride wasn’t faltering with each passing minute, “But you’re not the kind of woman I’d be willing let go of once I have you.”

Your eyes glaze at the statement as the realization that Jake was just as attracted to you as you were to him. He saw your worth like you saw his and he wanted you.

You parted your lips to speak but words fail you.

So, you nodded instead.

Jake cracked a small smile and slips his thumb and forefinger at the base of your chin, “I need to hear the words, sweetheart. Want to hear you say it just as . . . “

He wants to kiss you but he settles for peppering kisses against your nape instead.

You let out a moan and arch into his touch, eager for him to continue.

His lips trailed towards your chest, toying with each mound as he kneaded each one as if it were dough. His lips curl into a scowl when he reaches for your face and touches carbon fiber rather than flesh.

His brows knit together furrow as his ears wilt, unable to hide his disappointment. You smiled softly at how expressive he is as a Na’vi, reminding you of his inability to hide his true facial expressions as a human either.

The mask is a deterrent, that you both can attest to.

But he doesn’t allow it to derail him as his hands lower from your face down to your legs where he reaches beneath your sarong to grip on to your thighs.

His tail swished behind him as he lowers his face down to your stomach.

His flat nose pressed against your abdomen, closing his eyes and inhaling your scent until it was all he could smell.

You hissed, clutching his head when his hands grip your ass.

He laid you on the ground, careful not to jostle you as his head lowers between your legs.

You jolt as his tongue swipes against your slit, unsure of how to feel about the strange texture of the muscle slathering itself on to your walls.

“Sully . . . ”

He hums against your clit, holding on to your hips.

He replaces his tongue with his index and asks, “What’d I tell you, huh?” He curls the digit around your walls, “Just sit back and relax, mama . . . ”

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Your eyes almost cross from the pet name as your breath fogs your mask, rolling your wrist as much as you could to make up for warmth your mouth was unable to provide.

The back of his head dug into the ground as his hips jerk from the sensation, “Never knew how good a hand could feel when it’s not your own.”

You let out a breathless laugh only to moan as his tongue delved deeper inside of you, “You’re telling me . . . ”

He laughs and replaces his tongue with his middle and ring fingers as the two digits scissored themselves against your walls, “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Good was an understatement but your vocabulary was limited and so was your ability to form a cohesive sentence, “So good, too good.” You agreed, rewarding him with a flick of your wrist.

You keened into his grip as a string of curses flew from his lips, crossing over between English and Na’vi as he thrusts into your grip with a sharp hiss.

“If your hands feel this good, I can only imagine how your lips would feel wrapped around me . . . ”

Your cunt flutters at the thought as well as the heightened pace he was prodding into you with as you rolled your hips against his hand, “Same here . . . ”

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He pants into your ear, nudging your head with his as his lips formed a slight scowl at the thought of him not being able to slot his mouth against yours.

You noticed his frustration growing as you took mercy on him and pressed his head towards your nape, smiling softly when you could feel him grin as he suctioned his mouth and seared his tongue against your skin. “I’ve got you this hyped and you haven’t even hit yet,” You replied, taunting him only for him to chuckle.

He rolled his eyes as he let out an amused snort, “This comin’ from the woman who came quicker than I did?”

You kissed your teeth, “Beginner’s luck . . . ”

Jake gave you a look as he smirked at your attempt to save face and humble him in the process. You feel his lips ghost against your skin, causing you to shiver.

“‘S okay, you can admit how good I put it down without puttin’ it down yet . . . ” He whispers, gently tugging on to your ear with his teeth and patting your ass.

You jolt from the contact as he grinned and palmed his cock, stroking it slowly as he meshed your saliva and his pre - cum together.

His ears flatten against his head as he lets out a low hiss from how sensitive he was.

You watch him closely, worried that you might’ve injured him while pleasuring him and aroused by how he brought himself to full mast with a few slow strokes.

You watched the appendage rise, admiring the bright shade of blue it was covered in along with the stripes wrapped around it which were another dim shade of blue. It was also crested with the constellations covering the rest of his skin.

He notices your prolonged stare and responds with a sly grin as he pulls you closer, “Like what you see, sweet heart?”

Your eyes widen in embarrassment from being caught as you stare elsewhere, hearing a breathless chuckle from Jake who was amused at how shy you were compared to the confident air you had earlier.

You felt his thumb rest on your chin as his index slid beneath it, pulling your face towards his. “Hey,” He rasps, “‘M just messin’ around with you. ’S nothing wrong with you looking if you like what you see,” He tilts his head in your direction as he leered at your nude form, “I know I do . . . ”

You roll your eyes and shook your head in a failed attempt to hide the small smile you gave him, “I hate you . . . ”

He grins down at you and gives himself another pump as he pulls you closer to him, “Good to know.” You lift your head to allow him easier access as he kisses your nape.

He lingered there for a while until he shudders from his own grip, clasping on to your hip with his free hand. You lowered your gaze to where his member brushed between your legs.

He pulls back to grip your chin and stare at you with an intensity that you weren’t used to, “You sure want to go through with this, doc?”

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“Who am I?” Jake grunts, increasing his pace tenfold as you felt him thrusting into you faster and harder than he was before.

You open your mouth to respond only for you to answer him with a moan as a line of drool threatens to fall from your lips.

He leans closer into your ear and whispers, “Say my name, baby girl . . . ”

You let out a deep moan as your arch deepens with each thrust, “ . . . Jake . . . ”

His amber eyes darken with lust as a satisfied groan released from his chest at the sound of you moaning out for him.

His tongue swipes across his teeth, “Damn, I’ve never heard you say my name before. Always my last. ‘S kinda hot. Say it again, mama.”

Your mouth twitches at the order, “ . . . Jake, Jake, Jake . . . ”

You cry out for him this time, repeating his name as much as you could much to his pleasure. With the way he was inching towards your next orgasm, you were just another stroke from calling him another name he would like.

His hips meet yours with each thrust, timing his perfectly with your own. He grins at your eagerness, imagining how he could have you positioned like this.

His hands on your waist as he watched him repeatedly entering and exiting you with the intention of leaving an impression that neither you nor body would forget.

You were so soft, so warm.

He could feel your walls encasing him, allowing him to slide into you with ease.

He grows hard at the thought of how well you were taking him, allowing his primal instincts to resurface.

“Jake . . . ”

The sound your voice, fraught with need, reminds him of who he is, where he was, and what he was concentrating on at the current moment.

“What’s up, mama?” He asks, “Talk to me.”

A familiar warmth pools beneath your stomach as you moan out for him, “‘M close, so close . . . ”

His thumbs dug deeper into your hips, indenting them as he nods at your warning. “I know, baby, I know . . . ”

He grunts out, lifting your body into his arms as he angled his member deeper into your walls.

You whimper from the change in pace and wrap your arms around his shoulders almost instinctively, feeling the coil in your stomach tightening the longer he continued to hit your spot with each thrust.

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The second you reached your second orgasm of the night, he reaches his with a final thrust. His ears flickered until they laid flat against his skull while he released a low grunt.

His scrotum twitches beneath you as he fills you with his cum that seemed to come in waves.

His fangs gnashed against his teeth in an attempt not to give into his primal urges which were to mark you and scent you so that everyone, Na’vi or not, knew you were his.

Because you weren’t his.

Not yet.

He settles on nuzzling the side of your face, mindful of your hair matted against it from the perspiration.

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rosyjn · 2 years ago

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giving Jake Sully a handjob... 18+ MDNI!

For @pandoraslxna's kinktober prompt 01↓

warnings: mentions of injury (nothing graphic), and very detailed smut so just be warned, also descriptions of s*men ✋

"Just relax. Go on, relax," you coo, softly rubbing Jake's shoulders and prompting him to sit on the floor. His face had a small bandaged gash on it and his hair was rough and messy from an earlier hunt. "Feelin' okay? Mo'at fixed you up real nice, I bet," you softly speak to him.

"Yeah, she did. Don't know what I'd do without her," he sighs, leaning back onto the wall of the tent.

"Hunt didn't go too well, huh?" you reach up and fix his hair, moving it out of his face. He nods, looking down in shame. You frown at this gesture, knowing he deserves better. "I know what will make you feel better..." you suggest, causing him to look back up and into your eyes.

"What?" he asks. You just plant a small kiss on his cheek before reaching down and untying his loincloth. He chuckles and bucks his hips up. When the skimpy piece of fabric falls off of him, you push it away and lower yourself to his still flaccid cock.

"I'm gonna make you feel really good," you whisper, taking it into your hand and already feeling it harden and warm up with your touch. Your fingers caress the sensitive length, you brush them up and down against his shaft. His breath hitches and he bucks his hips up again. You listen to his eagerness and engage your whole hand, wrapping it around his girth and slowly pumping up and down.

"Yes... yes..." he mutters to himself, eyes screwed shut as you pump and stroke him. His dick throbs and pulsates in your hand, now rock hard and hot. It doesn't take long for little spurts of pre-cum to appear. You use your other hand, using both of them to pump Jake's long cock at the same time. This sends him over the edge. He groans and grabs your hair, muttering gibberish as his milky white cum squirts out of his tip and onto your face and hands.

"Jeez!" you giggle and pull away when a warm glob lands on your cheek. He squirms as the rest of his orgasm takes over his body and you watch while wiping the semen off of yourself with a spare rag. As he comes down from his high, he almost looks embarrassed. His eyes never leave you when you clean his torso and crotch after taking care of yourself. After that, you get up, tossing the rag in a hamper. "You're real quiet today," you remark.

"Just thinking about what I'm gonna do to ya.."

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 2 years ago

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Hiii I have a request!! Ok it’s kinda long cause it’s all a dream I had

Jake sully x reader

Ok let’s say reader and jake were married before everything (when he was still human) and she got knocked up by him and lates say like in the movie jake falls for neytiri and reader finds out and during the war reader gets injured and they take her to eywa, eywa saves her baby but it’s transformed to a Navi baby (let’s say it’s neteyam) while reader is stuck still being human so yk Jake and neytiri takes care of the kid it’s angsty especially with neteyams death

hey bestie, so i saw that you sent this same exact request to another writer(same exact wording as well). was thinking about not posting it now, but i wrote this at work and finished it so you’re getting two versions. but not very happy about this IMO, not very nice to go to different writers so you can get more/different versions of your request

pairing: jake sully x human fem!reader wc: maybe almost 1k warnings: blood, infidelity, mentions of pregnancy

masterlist / jake sully

this trip to pandora was pretty much your's and jake's honeymoon. away from home and family, now living on a foreign planet surrounded by scientists and the military. dream destination spot.

"this place is marvelous. a true beauty." in awe while the helicopter flew your small group over the pandorian forest. the lush green of the thriving trees mixed with the spectrum of colors was outstanding. only used to the muted palette of your dying earth.

jake sat beside you with his hand in yours, being oddly quiet for the chatter-mouth he normally is. "everything okay. handsome?" leaning into his space even though you have radios to hear each other.

jake looked away from the jungle and peered at you with shallow eyes. "yeah. yeah, all good."

two days after the ride they set jake up to test his avatar. he went into a pod structure and then about an hour later you saw him as a nine-foot blue-striped alien with feline features. his human features still showed through, your jake staying present.

when he came back to your shared quarters the both of you got handsy and frisky, acting like a pair of teenagers. the next morning both were naked and awoken by a loud pounding on your door.

"let's go jarhead! don't have all day!"

groans from jake and light giggles from you. he rolls over to press multiple kisses scattered over your face until he leaves a deep and final kiss upon your lips.

"i love you." his sparkling blues looked over your face. he steals an encore kiss, "I'll see you later." and he grabs his clothes from the floor before getting into his wheelchair.

"i love you too. be safe." called to him before the door shut closed.

"you're pregnant." jaw dropped involuntarily. "are- are you serious? i- I mean, are you sure?" your heart pitched up in speed on the machine.

max nodded while keeping a neutral expression. "I'm sure. three months along."

your hands cupped over your mouth as your vision blurred with tears, "holy shit."

"is... is that a good holy shit? or a bad holy shit?" max stepped forward while clinging to his clipboard.

a nod of your head, "a good holy shit. a very good holy shit."

later that night when jake returned from his training you broke the wonderful news.

"you serious?" and he sounded the farthest from happy. you faltered for a second before bouncing back. "yeah, max said I'm three months along. isn't this exciting! we can start a family on a thriving planet-"

"and start one on an alien world where everything is deadly. everything is dangerous here. the plants, animals, the locals! the natives hate us and they are barely warming up to me with these hours of training. a kid is not safe here!" jake's voice rose to a sharp yell causing you to flinch in both shock and fear.

"well, we'd- we'd keep them in hell's gate until then. wait until their of age." trying to get jake to warm up to the concept just a little. "aren't- aren't you at least a- a little happy? you're gonna be a father!"

you wrapped your arms around your elbows, protecting yourself from any harsh words to be thrown. jake scoffed while shaking his head.

"no. i'm not. my father was shitty, treating my brother with his respect while I was just dirt. now I'm gonna end up repeating that cycle!" rubbing his hands over his face in stress.

you jumped quickly to his defense. "no you're not. you'll be a great father, gentle and caring. i know it, they'll love you." setting slow steps toward jake, stretching a hand out to comfort him.

four months have passed. you were showing more each week and even found out it was a boy. jake was still training with the omatikaya clan to gain their trust. having two separate lives, exploring the world of pandora as one of the people, and at night he's back in his human body that’s getting weaker each day. it's caused the two of you to hit a rocky patch in your new marriage.

jake barely spoke to you when he came to bed, still giving his touches but those have been lessening each night. he can’t keep eye contact with you now, you miss gazing into his clear eyes as you get lost in dreams. he would avoid any of your questions about his day, especially ones that involved her.

that gut feeling told you he didn't love you anymore. ever since the pregnancy announcement he's been completely different. it caused tears to sting your eyes when you think about the possibility he fell in love with her, dreams about her while he’s beside you.

"jake?" calling his name before he could slip away from the day. he stopped just before the door, keeping his back to you.

"do- do you still love me? cause if you don't just- just tell me. it's breaking my heart to just take this silent treatment, having you slowly retreat from me. just tell me you don't love me, that you love her now. just tell the truth." cracked voice and hiccuping breathes. you thought you were on the verge of passing out with your ragged inhales.

he still didn't bother looking at you. if he did you would see how his eyes are screwed shut and his mouth twisted in a grimce. small tears staining his skin as he replied in a cool and collected voice.

"i don't love you anymore and i'm sorry." jake left before you could say anything, leaving you to sob alone and hold your bump in a cradle.

a week later all hell broke loose for every species on pandora. a war between the greedy corporations and the locals of the planet. you, max, and trudy helped free grace, norm, and jake from their cell. it was a race against time, too much happening at once to process the damage taken.

both you and grace were shot, losing blood and slowly dying. jake said he was gonna take the both of you to the spirit tree to have mo'at save the three of you.

"it's gonna be okay, baby. everything is gonna be okay." jake's voice broke as his hands caressed your paling face. tear rolling in drops to his cheeks. you tried smiling for him, showing you were fine.

"it's okay, handsome. just save the baby. be his father." jake sobbed, "i- I can't do- do this without you."

you shushed him while running a heavy hand over his head, "yes you can. you have people around you and- and you have neytiri. someone who loves you." jake scrunched his face, 'i'm sorry, baby. so so sorry." giving a rock to your body.

your skin was feeling colder and you could feel your heart slowing. "jake... can i- can I have a- a kiss? for goodbye?"

"you're not leaving. you'll be okay." his thumb smoothing over your skin. eyes dimming in shine. "of course,' words getting breathy, "I still want a kiss, handsome." sleepy eyes taking in all of your husband's details. for the final time.

jake stared into your shrinking pupils before leaning down so his lively lips connected with your bloody ones. "I'll always love you, jake sully." whispered to his lips with your last breath.

almost a month after the fire had settled, most of the humans were taken back to earth, and the clans began rebuilding. jake is now the lead for the people of the omatikaya clan. toruk makto gone until he is needed again.

jake was out by a stream collecting fish for the communal meal later that night. the quiet always helped him at times and allowed him to reminisce on the past. flashes of your face or smile, small bites of your laughter ringing within his ears. thinking of how he should’ve treated you better, wishing he could have a second chance at human life with you.

jake knew he didn't deserve your final words, but he held them close in his heart.

"ma jake." neytiri's soothing voice filled the silent air. he turned on his heel and smiled as she came closer. "yawne," holding a hand out for her to grab. he pressed three kisses upon her knuckles.

neytiri's lips parted in a smile. "i have blessed news, ma jake." he waited for her to continue, eyes taking in her glowing face.

"i am with child."

and instead of that gut-wrenching feeling he was expecting to feel the first time this news dropped, it was only solemn. a sad happiness crashing over him in waves.

but he didn't need to force a smile, it came with ease was he whispered, "that's- that's wonderful news."

a/n: i fridged the reader i know! (if you don't know where fridging a female character came from look it up)

jake sully taglist: @singular-itae / @websterss

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