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[anka-partizanka-from-pandora]

Outsiders trio

Eywa’s chosen daughter, the boy who befriended the outlaw Payakan, and now a human-turned-Ash Na’vi.

[signfromeywa]

Huevember bundle: 14, 15, 16, 17 💜💙

Hue 14: character Mo'at from the movie avatar (2009) 💜

Hue 15: OC Cornelia from @artsofmetamoor💜

Hue 16: OC Inola from @inolaphoenix 💜

Hue 17: My OC Ean'tu 💙

[fruitmilkshake]

Credits to the respective creator of this drawing

..... Now i can die happily

[furiouspersonakitten]

Baby Zoa with baby Ilu 🩵

[kefpomronga27]

Wanted to draw on Avatar and to practice portrait likeness. Got slightly older Aonung sketch. Zero regrets 👌

[buzzkillchainsaw]

More doodles of my new Metkayina guy ... I still haven't captured the vibe I want from him

He's a strange, silent loner who stalks inexperienced young reef Na'vi, waits for them to catch a bunch of fish and then robs them of their catch ... sometimes he also lurks near villages and steals food from them while everyone sleeps. No one knows where be came from or why he is like this, but he has become enough of a nuisance among the neighboring villages that they've started debating on how to ... solve the situation. His spirit brother has stopped talking about him to the other tulkun since [THE INCIDENT], but the two still meet up sometimes in secret...

[visionsofpandora]

Searching...

[monstersmashorpass]

SMASH OR PASS: Na'vi, Avatar

[coffeelovingdragon]

✨️Eywa Ngahu✨️

May Eywa Be With You

[shinra33459]

I feel terrible for Spider

I get that a lot of people don't like Spider as a character, but when looking through his backstory, his childhood has been straight up fucking awful. And what better way to showcase this than to do one of my favorite things: playing psychoanalyst. Miles Socorro was born on Pandora in 2154, likely a few months before the Battle for the Tree of Souls. Growing up, he resented his father, and his mother, Paz, was killed in the final battle who he feels the closest kind of connection too, even though he never got to know her. Back in Hell's Gate when he was growing up, he wasn't close to his foster parents, Nash McCosker and Mary, and really only returned to them to eat, sleep, or when the Sullys didn't want him around. He grew up his entire life immersed in Na'vi culture, so much so that he feels like he's more Na'vi than he is human, even going so far as to paint blue stripes on his skin, style his hair in Na'vi dreadlocks, and wear a Na'vi loincloth to feel more like one of them. He's fluent in their language, knows the customs of the Omatikaya, learned to live as they do, hunt as they do, and survive as they do. In a way, he's a mirror image of Jake with the key difference being that Spider doesn't have an avatar to put his consciousness into. All the while, Neytiri treats him like shit his entire childhood, berating him, keeping him away from family gatherings, and even trying to forbid him from seeing Kiri when he was growing up. Jake stands up for him from time to time and is somewhat accepting as Jake knows exactly what Spider is going through, but even then, Jake literally refers to Spider as a stray cat. Not as the person Lo'ak and Kiri are the closest to and view as a sibling but likening him to a stray animal. Neytiri has valid trauma, but that does not excuse her actions. Her actions border on actual emotional and psychological abuse, and then when slashing him with her knife and then holding him at knifepoint and threatening to kill him as leverage, it crosses the line into physical abuse. Her pain gives her no right to treat a literal child the way she has. A child is not responsible for the sins of the father, and he didn't ask to be born human, hell, he didn't even ask to be born, period.

Now, it's obvious that he looked up to Jake and Neytiri in some way before everything, maybe not parental, be he obviously had a deep respect for them. They were the parents of the people he saw as siblings, and it's obvious that even back then, he was looking for any sort of parental affection. From when he was an infant to when he is 16, he never had anything really resembling that in a way that truly mattered, which is likely another reason why he hung out with the Sully family as much as he did, and likely hoping for anything resembling that. So, when Quaritch comes back, and says that he cares, even if Quaritch was just doing it to manipulate Spider, is it any wonder he started forming a bond with the man, especially over the months he was in captivity? He's been cut out of any parental affection for really his entire life, and here comes a Na'vi clone of his biological father who appears to be offering that to him. Combine that with the possibility of some form of Stockholm Syndrome, is it any wonder why he saved Quaritch as well? And then by the time Spider is fully adopted into the Sully family, he's 16 years old, two years away from being a full-grown man. The damage is already done. If he were a real person, he would be psychologically scarred beyond belief, and it wouldn't be surprising that a person like Spider would end up with behavioral issues, difficulties forming healthy relationships, boundary issues, self-esteem issues, and potentially substance abuse issues among a laundry list of others. This poor kid deserved and still deserves way better than what he's gotten, and it's likely that his treatment over the years, not having any kind of a stable childhood, growing up without a stable family, and so many more, likely damaged him for the rest of his life. I genuinely hope that he can find some kind of peace in the upcoming movies, because thus far, his entire life has been one gigantic trainwreck.

[chefkiyo]

his nape.. 🤭🤭

[ritrox]

Just sharing my art ✨

Huevember bundle, day: 10, 11, 12, 13 🩷💜

Hue 10: My OC Nanira 🩷

Hue 11: My OC Rìtu 🩷

Hue 11: OC Kayla from @torukmaktoskxawng 💜

Hue 12: character Neytiri from the movie avatar the way of water 💜

[pandoranbean]

The Ring

agedup!neteyam x fem!omaticaya!reader

word count: 3.037 words

synopsis. you have lived with the sullys for many years, but you start to feel that with neteyam, there are more feelings involved than just love on a sibling to sibling level.

warnings: maybe dark (not directly sibling x sibling but it can be recieved as such), slight angst, TELL ME IF I MISSED ANYTHING

notes: it's my first fic so please dont be too harsh

music: my spotify playlists, (playlist with more rock and metal; more accessible songs.) sailor song - gigi perez and strangers - ethel cain

na'vi translations: skxawng - moron; uturu - refuge; tsaheylu - bond; olo'eyktan - clan leader; oel ngati kameie - i see you(; ikran - mountain banshee)

[image from here]

story begings under this!

you wake up from the same dream you always had when you were stressed out, drenched in sweat, heavily breathing. you look around the hut, to see everbody asleep. jake and neytiri were sleeping soundly, just like tuk, kiri and lo‘ak were. neteyam stirred a little in his sleep when you woke up, but didnt wake up himself. you quickly laid back down, staring at the ceiling, recalling what you had just seen in your dream. 

you had seen your mother, being held at gunpoint by a rda soldier while you were crying. even tho you didnt understand what happened when you were just a year old, this memory has engraved itself into your consciousness and reappears from time to time, ripping open the hole in your heart left by your mother even further. 

every time you closed your eyes, you saw the horrible scene over and over again, you being dragged away from your mother, and hearing gunshots shortly after. 

at this point, you knew you probably werent going to be able to sleep tonight, which is why you decided to head outside to catch some fresh air. 

you slowly stood up from your resting place, making sure not to step onto anything or anyone. you didn't want to wake anyone up since tomorrow jake had planned an ambush onto a rda train. jake told you to stay with mo‘at to help treat the wounded soldiers, and you weren’t exactly happy with that, you would've loved joining them, even just as a spotter, like your brothers.

„brothers“… you felt silly thinking of neteyam and lo‘ak as brothers, as you sat down outside, since you weren't even blood related, and it had always been a point of discussion in the family, especially from neytiri. 

she always pleaded with you to call neteyam and lo‘ak your brothers, like you called kiri and tuk your sisters, but kiri and tuk were different… you didnt know why, but it just felt „right“ to call them your sisters. especially tuk. 

tuk really loved you, her biggest sister, who would sing songs and play guitar for her, who would explain her the whole of pandora and who sung her to sleep if she had a nightmare. 

kiri was so loving towards you, she would always cheer you up when you were sad, which made you feel kida guilty, since you felt it was your duty as her big sister to do the same for her, but when kiri was sad, she isolated herself. not even you or tuk could get through to her.

as you exited your thoughts and admired the pandoran nature, the sheer beauty of the floating hallelujah mountains and the peace there was when the clan was asleep, you felt a hand on your shoulder. 

your body tensed slightly as you snapped your head around to see neteyam kneeling behind you.

„holy shit! you scared me!“ you whisper, while trying to calm down your breath, „why are you not asleep? you know the ambush is tomorrow, right? you need to be well rested as a spotter.“

„sorry y/n, i didn't mean to.“, he answers, gazing in the same direction as you are, „i heard you leaving and wondered what you were up to… you’re with mo‘at, treating the soldiers, right? you need to be well rested as well, you know.“

„i know, but its just… my mother keeps appearing in my dreams and…“, you sigh heavily. 

neteyam lays a hand on your thigh, making your head turn towards him, your eyes widen and your cheeks flush a slight red.

„don't overthink it, it's probably nothing.“, he pauses for a bit, then looks in your face, seeing your slightly red cheeks, „you‘re cute when you blush…“

your cheeks turn even redder, „you think so?“

„i do, yes.“, he answers. an awkward silence ensued for a few seconds, „i wanted to give you something y/n.“ 

„oh…“ your blush that had faded a bit instantly came back, „what is it?“ you ask, while neteyam shows you his closed fist.

„open it, y/n.“, he says, anticipation spreading across his whole face. 

you lay one hand under his and use your other hand to open his fist. as you grab the thing from his hand, you realize its a wooden ring, „wow… it's really beautiful.“, you say, a big smile spreading across your face, „you made this yourself?“ 

„for the most part…“, he says while nervously running his hand through his hair, „kiri helped me figure out what i could make for you.“ 

you take it in between your thumb and index finger and examine it carefully, „wow… these designs are so pretty.“, you admire the beauty of it some more until neteyams voice pulls you out of your trance.

„put it on, y/n.“, he says, eyes full of affection.

you put it on and stare at the ring, how it was perfectly fitting your style. „wow neteyam… its really pretty, i… i don't know how to thank you.“, the smile on your face widens even more.

neteyam now looks away shyly, “i… hope my little gift will make it a little less… weird what i wanted to tell you.“ 

you take his hand that rested on your thigh in both of yours, “you can tell me everything, you know that.“ you smile at neteyam as he seems to lose himself so much in your smile that he doesnt talk for a few seconds. 

“neteyam?“, you snap him out of his trance, „what did you want to tell me?“ 

“i… i really like you… more than just friends… i… i have feelings for you, y/n.“, his face turns red like you have only seen these things the humans called „tomatoes“. 

your eyes widen and shock, but also relief washes over you, „i… i‘m…“ you stutter, completely taken aback by his sudden honesty.

„talk to me y/n, please.“, he says, looking concerned, like he is bracing for some kind of impact.

„I… I feel the same way neteyam… i…“, you smile while tearing up from happiness, “but it… it feels wrong, somehow.”, you say, still smiling but uncertain about the outcome of this whole thing.

“what do you mean ‘it feels wrong’?”, a few seconds of silence ensue. he frowns and speaks again, “is it because you see us, me and my family as your family?”

“everybody here thinks of us as siblings neteyam.”, you say, with a puzzled expression, wiping away your happy tears, “and besides, neytiri and jake would be furious. they would never accept us.”

neteyams heart skipped a beat as you said ‘us’, referring to the both of you. he raised his voice a bit, “but i dont care what anybody else thinks! i love you and-” he stops in his tracks as you give him a glare to speak more quietly. 

“do you want jake and neytiri kicking your ass because of this before it has even begun?” you hiss at him, although the hiss comes out of your mouth half-heartedly.

neteyams ears snap back as you hiss at him, “geez, sorry…” he says, still with a slight smile on his face as he understands you didnt hiss at him because you were truly angry.

“neteyam?”

his ears perk up again, “yes?”

“if we… get together, we can't let anybody know. otherwise it will cause problems for the both of us. we will both be brand marked for life and it will destroy opportunities, and-” he interrupts you.

“as long as i’m with you, that doesn't matter to me.” the both of you blush, and he takes your hand in his, squeezing it gently. “we wont tell anybody… deal?”

“deal.”

the next day, before jake, neytiri, neteyam and lo’ak leave for the ambush

“neteyam, lo’ak! whatever you do, you do not land on the ground! you are spotters, your place to be is the sky, understand?” jake says with a stern expression on his face.

“yes sir…” neteyam and lo’ak answer, obviously not amused with their father not letting them participate in the ambush on the ground.

neteyam comes up to you and hugs you before they need to leave, “bye y/n.” 

“take care neteyam.” you say, then you walk to jake, neytiri and lo’ak also wishing them luck.

“is your comms turned on y/n?” jake says, checking out your mic and earbuds which they use to communicate over.

“yes, for the 5th time today… why do i need to wear one anyways? im not in the battle with you all, even though you know how well tarsem trains me.”  you roll your eyes annoyedly. 

“because if we need urgent care at the scene, you’ll fly over to us…” he looks away shortly before turning back to you, “for the fifth time today”, he says, imitating your earlier mockery. “Your grandmother needs to stay here and kiri and tuk are helping her out, you are one of the only people i trust to take care of wounded warriors in the middle of the ambush.”

“alright, alright, i get it…” you say, still annoyed.

jake, neytiri, lo’ak and neteyam fly away on their ikran towards the incoming train. you feel worried deep inside, but decide to keep your outside emitting strong and tough energy. 

an hour or so later, you were treating wounded warriors when you heard jakes voice, definitely angry at both of his sons. you decided to stay with the soldiers, until you hear that neteyam was wounded. that's when you decide to check out what is going on.

“go get yourself patched up” you can hear jake say as he scolds lo’ak for being reckless.

you get neteyam to the other wounded warriors, preparing him for some treatment, “what happened neteyam?” you say as you grab some materials.

“a gunship from the sky people shot at us with… with explosive munition i think… me and lo’ak were down on the ground and then-” you cut him off as your big-sister-instincts kick in.

“you went down there? you know how badly that could’ve ended? you… you could be dead neteyam”, you say, voice filled with emotion. as you were about to continue your instinct-driven rant, neteyam silenced you.

“you don't need to tell me the same thing dad told me, y/n.”, he tries to get up again, but you stop him.

“you’re staying neteyam! you're hurt and your ass won’t leave until i treated the wound.” you say with dreading in your voice. “i’m sorry i lashed out at you, but you can’t get yourself into danger when jake explicitly told you not to.” silence ensues for a few seconds. “i’m sorry, but i just want you to be safe, and… i feel responsible.. kinda… i dont even know why and… are you even listening?” 

he was, in fact, not listening to you.

your eyebrows furrow as you realize he wont listen to anything you’ll say. “kiri can take over from here if you dont want to talk neteyam.” 

he still stayed silent.

“alright… i’ll get kiri then.”,you say as you leave him to get kiri. he wants to just stand up and leave, but since you’re basically his sister, you turn around to make sure he stays put. “neteyam, sit your ass back down!”, you command. he obliges while mumbling something you couldn’t quite make out. 

a few days later, you sit in the family hut, waiting for the return of lo’ak, kiri, spider and tuk. they had gone out to the forests to explore. they wanted you to come along, but you were lost in your thoughts about what happened while you were aiding neteyam. jake, neytiri and neteyam suddenly ran around the hut nervously, you notice a certain tension lingering in the air. jake, neytiri and neteyam are seemingly in a hurry. you wonder what they’re up to, so you decide to ask them.

“jake?” you approach jake with a curious expression. “why are you all so tense right now?”

“your brother lo’ak brought tuk, kiri and spider to the abandoned barracks. quaritch has them hostage.” jake says, restlessness and worry written his face.

you gasp at the thought of your best friends being held hostage by this ‘quaritch’ guy jake had often talked about, but you had no idea who he was or what he looked like. “i'll grab my bow and come with you!” 

jake doesnt even look at you as he denies your request. “no y/n. you’re staying here. it is way too dangerous having so many of us around there.”, he says with a tone in his voice that makes it unmistakeable for you that there was absolutely no room for discussion. 

“alright… i’ll stay” you say, feeling sad and left out, while simultaneously understanding the reasoning behind his decision.

you stay back in the hallelujah mountains as jake, neytiri and neteyam fly off towards the vast pandoran jungles. you couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness as everyone left but you.

“they had their knifes at our children’s throats!” jake energetically says to neytiri.

“my father gave me this bow, as he was dying… to protect my peo-” you can hear her say before you snap out of your trance-like state when a little finger pokes at your thigh. as you look down, you see tuk, looking up to you.

“hey tuk, whats the matter?” you ask smiling, kneeling down to be on her eye level.

“what are they arguing about?” she asks with her sweet childish voice.

“i don’t know, but if it concerns us, they will let us know alright? let’s give them some space to work things out.”. you extend your arms, signaling her to let you carry her. she immediately hugs you and you pick her up, walking to where neteyam, lo’ak and kiri were sitting. 

“what do you think they’re talking about?” lo’ak asks,

“don't be so nosy all the time lo’ak. if its about us, they’ll tell us sooner or later” kiri scolded her brother. 

“exactly what i was saying to tuk just now.” you sit down, gently setting her back on the ground. 

you noticed neteyam was just looking down at the ground, lost in his own thoughts. “neteyam? everything fine?” 

he glances up at you for a second, before responding with a short and gruff “yeah.”. he looked on the ground again, not willing to talk to you about what had happened in the forest.

you sigh heavily, “what is it with you over the last few days? why are you ignoring me neteyam? what did i do to you? is it because of what happened while i fixed you up?”

he gives no response.

“i already said im sorry, alright!” you say, a hint of desperation in your voice. you know you would‘ve said much more if lo‘ak, kiri and tuk weren’t sitting a few meters beside you.

“y/n, your mother almost got-” he starts but gets interrupted by you:

“she isn't my mother!“ you hiss, your ears laying back flat.

“your siblings almost got killed and you…” he responded angrily before taking a break. “i need time to think over stuff and don't have time to ‘talk about my feelings’ y/n.” 

“sorry for asking skxawng…” you spit back.

no answer from neteyam again. 

neytiri and jake exit their hut, walking towards the six of you. the obvious tension in the air could be felt from miles away.

jake takes a deep breath and sits with us all, while neytiri is nervously pacing around. „your mother and i have decided to leave the hallelujah mountains, in light of the fact that you three…“ he pauses to look at lo‘ak and kiri with a stern expression which softens as he looks at tuk. „were held hostage by quaritch, which means he is here for me. i cant endanger my family like that, which is why we‘re going to be seeking uturu from another clan.“ 

tuk, who had clinged to your knee, started crying. you picked her up to comfort her, but neytiri gave you her all-telling-‘give me my kid back’-stare, so you handed her tuk carefully. but you yourself hadn’t been affected less by what jake just told you.

first your eyes widened and searched for jake’s, asking him is this true? with your tear-filled eyes. he just nodded at you, making you let your tears loose.

you were crying, somehow, but it didn't feel like the usual crying, it felt… different somehow. images of your friends, of the jungle you’ll be leaving behind, of everything you had known at this point. 

you felt a hand soothingly rubbing your back. you looked up to see kiri, heavily crying herself, trying to comfort you. you stood up and just hugged her deeply. you could feel her heartbeat going faster, yours following suit. 

but not everybody was this emotional as you, kiri, tuk and neytiri were. as you pulled away from kiri’s hug and looked around, you took in the boys’ emotions. jake’s expression stern and serious, as always; lo’ak seemed… disappointed, somehow. and as you looked at neteyam, you felt the need to hug him, but resented yourself for thinking that at the same time. he was obviously trying to keep up the facade of the strong, fearless warrior, but it was visibly cracking at that moment. you could tell. 

and feel. 

it was like you had made tsaheylu with him and could feel what he feels, but you obviously hadn’t. 

you watched jake stand in front of tarsem as he slices the olo’eyktan’s chest, symbolically killing jake, which made tarsem the new olo’eyktan of the clan you would be leaving shortly. 

as your family left, you turned around to tarsem.

“i’m proud of you, tarsem. until we meet again.” you press all three fingers to the top of your head, sweeping them down slightly to the bridge of your nose, before departing from your face downward. “oel ngati kameie, olo’eytkan tarsem. thanks for being by my side and making me the warrior i am today.”

“thank you y/n. until we meet again.” he hugs you, his first trainee, for maybe the last time, before you follow your family to their ikrans. unbeknownst to you, tarsem shed a little tear when you left.

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thanks for reading <3333 part 2 of 7 (wtf) coming soon, ill start writing asap!

[dan-the-womans-blog]

Title: Boundaries Rewritten

Jake Sully X fem!human!reader X Neytiri Sully

The intimacy in the air felt more palpable tonight, the unspoken bond between you and Neytiri deepened after the last night’s exploration. It had been a step into something entirely new, and now, it seemed that step was about to become a leap. Your mind raced with thoughts of what Neytiri had proposed, and the idea that Jake would be involved only made your nerves flutter more intensely. You trusted Neytiri and Jake, but this was uncharted territory.

The warmth of the hut cocooned you as you sat with Neytiri, both of you close, her eyes alight with curiosity and excitement. The plan had been laid out, but the intimacy that came with such a vulnerable act required trust—trust you had built with Neytiri and her husband. Jake was waiting nearby, his presence a silent reminder of the sheer size of what was to come.

"You are ready?" Neytiri’s voice was soft, her large golden eyes locking onto yours as she gently brushed a lock of hair behind your ear.

You swallowed, nervous, but more intrigued than anything. "Yes," you whispered, the word almost trembling on your lips.

Neytiri's smile was warm, her hand resting gently on your thigh. She looked to Jake, who had positioned himself against the wall of the hut, leaning back with a calm yet predatory gaze. He wasn’t undressed yet, but the anticipation in his eyes was clear as he studied you both.

Neytiri’s fingers trailed down your stomach, her large hand cool against your heated skin. Her touch was soft but deliberate as she began to trace your body, gently stroking and caressing. She paused when her fingers reached your inner thighs, her hand lingering, eyes flicking up to meet yours.

"Relax," she murmured, her voice soothing. "We will take it slow. I will help your body... prepare."

You nodded, allowing her to guide you, trusting her implicitly as she began to gently part your thighs. Neytiri’s fingers moved with grace and familiarity, though her touch was still filled with curiosity. She brushed her fingers over your entrance, teasing the wetness that had already begun to gather.

“Her body responds so easily,” Neytiri remarked to Jake, her eyes filled with fascination as she looked at him briefly.

Jake chuckled, the sound deep and rough, making you shiver. “Human bodies are… sensitive. You’ll see just how sensitive soon enough.”

Neytiri’s fingers gently pressed inside, her long digits stretching you slightly. You gasped at the feeling, your walls clenching around her instinctively. She began moving her fingers in slow, gentle strokes, her eyes locked onto your face to gauge your reactions. Her fingers were longer than yours or any human's would be, stretching you a little further with every movement.

“You’re so tight,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “So different from us… but so soft.”

As Neytiri moved her fingers inside you, she unknowingly brushed against a spot that made your entire body jolt. A spark of pleasure shot through you, your hips jerking up as you moaned softly. Neytiri paused, her brows furrowing in confusion.

"Did I hurt you?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.

You shook your head quickly, your breath hitching as the sensation lingered. "No, it’s… that felt really good," you admitted, your face flushed with embarrassment.

Jake’s low chuckle filled the room again as he watched the interaction. “She found your G-spot,” he said, his voice heavy with amusement. “Keep doing that, Neytiri. You’ll see just how sensitive humans can get.”

Neytiri’s curiosity deepened, her fingers purposefully pressing against that spot again, watching with wide eyes as your body arched in response, a louder moan escaping your lips. Your muscles trembled, your core tightening around her as the pleasure built rapidly. She didn’t stop this time, her fingers pushing deeper and rubbing against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“I can feel your body tighten around me,” she murmured, her voice low and fascinated. “Is this what brings you pleasure?”

You could barely respond, too lost in the intense sensation building inside you. Your hips began to move against her hand, desperate for more friction. The pressure against your G-spot was overwhelming, and it didn’t take long for the first orgasm to crash through you. Your walls clenched around her fingers, your back arching off the ground as you cried out, your body shaking with the intensity of it.

Neytiri’s eyes widened in wonder as she watched you climax, her fingers still moving inside you, prolonging the waves of pleasure as you gasped for breath. Jake had been watching closely the entire time, his hand lazily stroking himself as he observed his wife work you over.

"That’s just the start," Jake murmured, his voice husky. "Keep going, Neytiri. She can take a lot more."

Neytiri pulled her fingers out slowly, coated in your slick. She looked down at her hand, watching how your body clenched and pulsed after the orgasm. "So much... wetness," she murmured, amazed by the way your body responded. "Your body is still trembling."

Jake pushed himself off the wall, his cock fully hard and ready, a sight that made your stomach flip with both fear and arousal. He knelt down beside you, positioning himself behind Neytiri as he continued to stroke himself lazily, watching the way you were laid out in front of them both.

“You’ll need to be ready for him,” Neytiri said softly, almost to herself, as she brought her other hand to your clit, her thumb rubbing slow, firm circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves. The overstimulation made you whimper, your body twitching under her touch, but the pleasure only continued to build. Neytiri leaned down, her lips brushing against your inner thigh, her eyes full of fascination as she watched the way your body reacted.

As she continued to work you over, her fingers delving back inside to stretch and explore you further, your body tensed with another orgasm, this one hitting you harder. Your walls clenched around her fingers as you came again, harder than before, the sensation ripping through you. Your thighs trembled violently as you cried out, your hips bucking against her hand.

Jake grunted softly, watching intently as he stroked his thick length, the sight of you unraveling under his wife’s touch driving him wild. "She’s so sensitive, Neytiri. Look how she squirms for you."

Neytiri smiled slightly, clearly pleased by the response she was eliciting. Her eyes flicked to Jake’s cock, her gaze briefly captivated by the size of him before returning to you. “I wonder if her body will stretch to take you,” she said, her fingers still working inside you, the pace slow and deliberate as she prepared you for what was to come.

Jake moved closer now, his cock brushing against your entrance, not yet pushing in but teasing, letting you feel the sheer size of him. Your breath hitched in anticipation, your body already quivering from the overstimulation.

“You’re so small compared to me,” Jake muttered, his voice thick with arousal. “But I’ll make you fit.”

Neytiri’s hand moved to your clit again, her thumb rubbing tight circles as she continued to stretch you. The added stimulation made your body tense up, your back arching as another wave of pleasure began to build. You were on the edge again, your body so sensitive that every touch felt electric.

"She’s close again," Neytiri noted, her tone clinical, though her eyes were filled with desire. Her fingers pressed deep inside you, rubbing against your G-spot again as her other hand worked your clit. “So wet… so tight.”

Jake growled softly, his cock now pressing more insistently against your entrance. "You’re ready for me now," he muttered, his voice low and full of lust. He pushed forward, the head of his cock stretching you impossibly wide as he entered you. The stretch was intense, almost painful, but the pleasure from Neytiri’s touch dulled the edge of discomfort.

He was huge, filling you completely, his cock stretching you to the brink. Your body tensed around him as he pushed deeper, the pressure overwhelming, but not unpleasant. Neytiri’s fingers moved in tandem with Jake’s thrusts, her other hand rubbing your clit as she continued to push you towards another orgasm.

Jake’s deep groans filled the room as he began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, allowing you to adjust to his size. Neytiri watched in awe as your pussy stretched to take him, her fingers occasionally brushing against the bulge in your stomach where Jake’s cock filled you.

“She’s taking you so well,” Neytiri murmured, her fingers now rubbing your clit more firmly. "Look how she stretches for you."

You were overwhelmed, your body trembling uncontrollably as the pleasure built to unbearable heights. Jake’s thrusts grew faster, deeper, his cock brushing against your G-spot with every movement, sending shocks of pleasure through you. Neytiri’s touch was relentless, her fingers moving in perfect sync with Jake’s thrusts, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

When the next orgasm hit, it was unlike anything you had ever felt before. Your body spasmed violently, your pussy clenching around Jake’s cock as you came harder than you ever had. Your vision blurred, your muscles trembling as the pleasure ripped through you, wave after wave. You cried out, your voice hoarse from the intensity of it...

Me after writing and actually posting this.

(first and, probably only time I will write smut, but I couldn't resist the idea)

[boringgothgamergirl]

he's so beautiful! *sobs*