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lixiesbrowniess · 2 years ago

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Helloooo, I would firstly like to say that I absolutely adore your writing 🥰🥰 and secondly, I have a request. Could you do a one shot (smut) with Ao’nung x human reader. The human reader came with the Sully’s and, of course, Ao’nung doesn’t like her. One day he finds the reader trying on different Metkayina clothing that his sister made for her and he’s interested in her human anatomy. I think he would be gentle with her as he’s much bigger and doesn’t want to hurt her. The rest is up to you. 💘

Oh my lorddd thank youuu!!! You shall receive it little one

Oneshot: You're so beautiful I hate you

Ao'nung x fem!human!reader

Words count: 3.8k

Warnings: nsfw, size kink, p in v, bulge kink, aged up characters 18+, gentle sex, Dom/Sub dynamic, penetration, horny stuff, cursing, enemies to lovers, sexual attraction, sexual tension

Aged up to 22 [after the summary]

Na'vi vocabulary: Skxawng: moron, Mawey: calm down, Tawtute: sky person, tsahey: oh crap/oh hell, Awa'atlu: name of the Metkayina village, Pongu Pongu: Na'vi drink (with and without alcohol), Tsaheylu: the act of connecting na'vi's braids

Synopsis: You're Norm Spellman's daughter and after spider has been captured you had to go with the Sully's leaving your still in progress Avatar body there in your father's lab. [Neteyam won't be dead here]

A/N: i had so much fun writing this i swearrr. I was blushing and kicking my legs.

Follow the don't like don't read rule please - minors DNI

Summary: "Are we there yet?" Tuk whined hugging Neytiri's arm. "No not yet Tuk" her mother said brushing her hair with her hand, "we'll be there soon sweetie now rest". Neytiri planted a kiss onto her daughter's head. You were flying on the Ikrans from the past morning. It was exausting. Since you didn't have a Ikran you had to fly with Lo'ak. Of course you two kept teasing each other and you risked falling at least two times. "Lo'ak would you stop? C'mon bro I don't wanns fall." you hissed him as he tickeld you for the fourth time "You're a skxawng Lo'ak" you heard Neteyam yell from above you. "Ok ok fine" he said taking his hands off your waist. You sighed in relief thanking Neteyam from afar. "Boys stay concentrated." you heard Jake yell from the front "we're almost there" he muttered as you passed by three huge rocks. After that you were too stunned to say anything. Enchanted by the beauty of the teal ocean beneath you. As long as you landed you were surronded by others na'vi, oh how you wished you had your avatar body right now. You felt so tiny, a lot of them hissed and growled at you making you regret for a moment the choice to follow the Sullys. Neteyam, Kiri and Lo'ak kept you between them, avoiding any consequences. "Are those supposed to be tails?" you heard some boys joking about the Sullys looks. "How are they supposed to swim?" one chuckled frendly elbowing his taller friend. A girl Who apparently popped out of nowhere slapped his arm. "Do not. Rotxo, Ao'nung" she stopped the two boys. You smiled at her kindness but those two still laughed at something pointing at Kiri, you couldn't help but say something "In fact we do not swim skxawng" you hissed at them. For a moment it looked like they were surprised to see a sky person talking na'vi, but that soon faded. "And what's a tawtute doing here?" The taller on teased, an evil smirk spreading on his face. You were about to say something when everyone went quiet, a man came riding a really strange mount. As soon as he landed you all greeted him following Jake's move. "We seek Uturu. A sanctuary for our family" you heard Jake conversing with the Olo'eyktan and the Tsahìk of the Metkayina. You noticed the Tsahìk walking towards you, Lo'ak and Kiri. You tried to ignore the pressure and hide from her gaze while she exposed them just for having an extra finger. You obviusly failed when you felt a big ass hand dragging you at the center of attention and almost lifting you from the floor. "You even brought a demon in here!" she exclaimed assuring that everyone could see your little figure. That caused Kiri and Lo'ak to hiss at her, Kiri grabbed your other arm, careful not to hurt you, trying to pull you away from her grasp. Jake stepped in as you struggled to get your poor arm out of the steel grip that woman had on you. "Mawey, Mawey! Ronal, I assure you she's not a treat. Her father helped me fighting the sky people when I was Toruk Makto" That word had a great effect on every one for the second time. She finally released you and walked back to stand behind her mate. He was a lot more serene than her, his voice calm as he spoke "You are forest people your skills will mean nothing here." "We'll learn your ways, we will make ourselves useful. right?" Jake said looking at us we nodded in agreement still not very convinced. After exchanging a few glances the Olo'eyktan and the Tsahìk agreed to let us join their clan. "From now on Jake Sully and his family will be our brothers and sisters. Treat them like ones, teach them our ways so they won't suffer the guilt of being useless." He announced "My son Ao'nung and my daughter Tsireya will educate your children". Oh. oh. That was the chief's son you hissed back to... Tsahey. "Father why-" Ao'nung started to complain "It is decided." his father interrupted him. "Come! I will show you the village." Tsireya looked a lot happier than his brother, at the idea of tutoring us.

Time skip - your lab arrives

The helicopter had landed carrying the lab your father sent you. Max came out of it greeting you. “Hi Y/n I brought you the lab!" He yelled trying to drown out the noise of the helicopter blades.

"Thank you Max!" You yelled back hugging him. He was like a uncle to you. As soon as the helicopter was turned off he rummaged in his briefcase. You were going to sleep there while you waited for your avatar body.

"I brought even a new prototype of the oxygen mask, you can drink and eat even outside the lab." Your jaw dropped "Really??" You jumped happily. It was the first time a prototype could afford such a thing.

"let's go inside I'll show you how to use it" You went inside the box to try the new mask.

"We'll be good here" Jake said looking around the marui. "I think it's pretty" you sang happily entering the marui.

-ˋˏ♡┈┈┈┈

A lot of time has passed from the day you arrived at Awa'atlu. You had fitted quite well in the village. Sure, not everyone liked you but many had started to treat you like their sister. Especially Tsireya, she loved you. She often asked about human life, how your body worked and a lot of science things about you and your avatar body. Yes you told her about the body you'll be having anytime soon. You wished.

Ao'nung liked teasing you a lot and it's not like you could do something about it. Jake wanted no trouble. That was your mantra. "If you think you're one of us you're wrong little one" he would say occasionally "just go back to your planet" this was less usual but still used.

You tried to act like you didn't care, but it was so hard to ignore it. You decided to avoid him and that worked cause you managed to keep him away for two straight weeks, you were really close to organize a party about it.

Today you were invited to Tsireya's marui. It was you, her and Kiri. Just three besties having fun for one entire night. It sounded really great so you agreed very happily.

When you arrived to her marui Kiri was already there "Y/n! You're late!" they both exclaimed as they saw your tiny figure entering the hut. "Yeeah sorry about that, had to finish some things" you said rolling your eyes.

"But no more work now, let's have funn" Kiri chuckled at your feisty attitude "the boys should be at their secret spot so we have my brothers marui all for us!" Tsireya screamed in excitiment. Yes she always talked to you about how big and beautiful Ao'nungs marui was since he moved in it. You weren't completly sure it was safe but still you wanted your revenge so why not.

"And he has Pongu pongu! With alcohol!" Kiri turned to you after announcing it. "And you are gonna try it for sure!" they said in unison before grabbing your arm and dragging you with them.

You looked around carefully all the way up to the famous hut. "C'mon!" Tsireya opened the flap signaling to come in. You and Kiri ran to her and went inside. Tsireya locked the flap to the wooden frame. "Is this really a good-" you muttered looking around "-idea..." turns out Re'ya was right. Ao'nungs marui was breath taking.

"Wow" Kiri whispered looking around. Re'ya just stood there, hands on her hips looking satisfied by yours and Kiris reaction. "Told ya." She said heading were she knew her brother kept the Pongu pongu.

Who would have thought that Ao'nung was so tidy? The decor was so aesthetic, with woven shells hanging from the fabric ceiling, rattling whenever the wind had the chance to enter.

"Found it! C'mon let's drink." You heard Tsireya calling as she found a big jar between all the spears. Kiri pulled out three shallow cups that she had taken from her father and gave one to each of us. "All right, cheersss!!" and with that the drinking night begun.

"Oh Y/n I- *hiccups* I have something for you!" Tsireya staggered forward towards you, she got up and went near the entrance. "Here it is!" *hiccups* she exclaimed raising her arm in the air showing the little clothing she was holding in her hand. "I've made a woven loincloth and a macramè top for you!" She happily jumped handing you the clothing.

"You- *hiccups* shouldn't have Re'ya!" You chuckled admiring her work. "C'mon try it on!" Tsireya cheered "oh yeah go Y/n! Put it on!!" Kiri shouted. "I-I don't know... Should I?" You asked looking at the pretty iridescent shells all over it.

"Fuck yeah you should!" They both exclaimed. You gave in and took off your previous clothing putting on the ones Tsireya gave you. As soon as you finished you did a pirouette, giggling at the light clink of shells.

"Oh Eywa. You look stunning Y/n!" Kiri said as Re'ya agreed nodding her head. "You think?" you asked slightly embarassed. "Of course! I bet you could even fascinate some of the boys" It was Kiris turn to agree in silence as Tsireya elbowed you lightly making you chuckle.

"C'mon Y/n dance!" Tsireya started to tap a rhythm with her hands and tail, "yeah dance!" Kiri chuckled doing the same rhythm. You daced and risked to fall four times as the alcohol had already kicked into your blood making your heart pump faster, adrenaline raising.

All seemed fine until you all heard a confused exclamation coming from the entrance.

"What the fuck!?" Ao'nung's voice roared in the whole hut causing averything to go silent. You, on the other side, had stopped, trying to balance on one leg but falling down miserably.

His eyes wandered around his house and especially on your body, your little body barely covered and showing almost everything, then his eyes darted to his sister and Kiri. He stormed to them lifting them up by their arms "I remember I told you NOT to enter my marui.!" he yelled dragging them outside.

You had to admit you've never saw him so serious, neither so angry. You didn't know if you were scared or attracted to him. "I know, I'm sorry brother" Tsireya said chuckling while he dragged her and Kiri out.

She climbed on him screaming and laughing and as he tried to get her off she removed the string that was holding up his hair letting them fall all over his back. "Tsireya! You drinked Pongu pongu! Oh Eywa you can't drink it yet, it's alcohol!" he said exasperated "Dad is gonna kill us." he face palmed himseflf before turning to you.

"And you-" he walked up to you, his long black curls swinging left and right; lifted you by your waist and hold you up to his face. Yeah, you just discovered, that his hand was big enough to hold your whole waist. He stopped for a moment eying you up and down, then he spoke "Cover yourself. I can see everything" he said walking out and placing you down.

He the entered his marui and closed the flap. You were left spechless. Still processing his HAIR, still processing his HAND and still processing he just admitted he saw your whole body.

As for him, he thought about your body all night long and didn't get some sleep. He really didn't expected to found you out of his door right the next morning.

Time skip - that morning

Your ears rung, you heard a lot noise and youl felt a pair of hands shaking you trying to wake you up. Your head was spinning, you slowly opened your eyes and rubbed them.

"Thanks to Eywa! Tought you were dead." The blurred figure spoke standing and towering over your curled up body. You hummed supporting your head with your hand. "Oww, did a Tsurak ran over me?" you muttered sitting up and blinking till the blurr faded.

"No it's the Pongu pongu you drank yesterday" Your eyes shot open as you finally reconized the voice. You looked at him still having the worst headache ever. He must've noticed cause he grinned at you "I don't think a human can handle na'vi alcohol as good as us." he spat mockingly.

You rolled your eyes "Listen Ao'nung, I'm sorry for what happened in your hut yesterday, we..." you stopped remembering what you actually did "uhm..." you looked to your clothes and discovering you had the macrame and woven clothing Tsireya weaved for you.

"You ate your tongue?" he tilted his head at your silence. You remembered what he said about your clothing and jumped covering your upper parts with your arms.

"Well i can't leave you here" he mumbled "Not like that" he lifted you with his arm and took you inside his marui. You were embarrassed to be wearing that.

You liked it of course, it was gorgeous, but you felt so naked right now, in front of the Olo'eyktan son. He sat you on the woven mat. He never treated you like that. It was the first time he was with you and still didn't throw any insult to you.

"I know it's sudden but I want to ask you a few things." He spat feisty. You blinked looking at him "W-what" you asked waiting for him to just spit it out, while admiring his face.

Yeah that alcohol must've been really strong because you were starting to find him attractive. His lips while he spoke, his adam apple bobbing every time he swallowed, his aquamarine eyes locking to yours.

"Are you even listening?" He asked awaking you from your trance, you looked at him biting your lower lip and raising your eyebrows questioning him.

He smirked slyly getting closer to your face and gently tapping on your mask "you can't breath without this right?" He asked tilting his head, still with that damn smile adorning his face.

"That'sー correct." You quickly answered trying to increase the distance between you two. "Then why aren't you breathing?" He whispered stopping you from getting away from him and pulling you closer.

You were inches from each other's, you could see your mask fogging up every time he exhaled. "Do you know your stretching limits?" His smile never faltered as he spoke. You blushed furiously at his question as you opened and closed your mouth like a goldfish.

You gulped as you felt his hands sneaking around you waist "how are you so small?" he mumbled looking up and down your body. What's going on? why was he so intrested in your human anatomy. "You're the big one!" you blurted out.

He put pressure on your lower belly causing you to gasp lightly, you were being pushed down until your back was in full contact with the woven mat, he hovered over you making you look even smaller.

"Your reproductive system works like ours right?" he took a handful of your hair inhaling your scent. "Just without tsaheylu" he finished his sentence before licking your neck, you yelped at the sudden move pushing him from the chest trying to push him away.

"W-what are you doing!? are you crazy?!!" you screamed feeling the blood rushing to your cheeks. He smirked again grabbing your wrists with one hand, while the other one clutched around your neck softly "just stop fighting and answer my questions" He pierced holes in your eyes as he stared into them.

You squirmed trying to get free from his grasp, your heart started racing as he leaned toward you. You clasped your hands around the wrist of the hand that was around your neck "Iー do not know my stretching limits." you muttered squinting your eyes whishing that would make him stop.

He did stop for a mere second before whispering into your little ear "Guess we're about to find out." You felt heat pooling in your abdomen causing you to feel wrongly horny.

You could feel your body wanted it, but you knew it was just so wrong. You still squirmed as he took the woven loincloth off of you, his breath fanned on your mask as he freed your neck from his grasp placing his hand onto your thigh.

He lightly squeezed it observing your reaction. Your lips were slightly parted and your hot breath fanned onto the mask. You reflexively tried to close your legs just to be stopped by him.

His hand went lower finding your heated core. His touch ghosted onto your clit making you bite your lower lip. "I think it's better if I use my fingers first." he whispered lining his fingers to your leaking entrance.

You jolted as he started to push two digits inside of you, a filthy moan left your lips as he plunged his fingers deep inside you. You felt them brushing on your cervix. "So warmー" he started to breathe heavily, you felt his dick slowly getting hard against your thigh.

He began to pump his fingers inside you causing a pleasure you never felt, you closed your eyes abandoning yourself to his touch, you felt a knot forming in your core. His fingers sped up scissoring you, causing a loud moan to leave your throat.

You arched your back as you felt him add another finger, fucking his three digits into your pussy, you squirmed as the stretch felt painful. His thumb glued to your clit as he noticed.

The pain slowly changed to pleasure again, you called out his name as you felt his fingers deliciously hitting your sweet spot "I-I'mー" you whimpered, your walls clenched around his digits as the knot started tightening.

He pulled his fingers out right when you were at the edge of your orgasm, you cried in frustration as your walls clenched around nothing. "Don't worry little one." he muttered removing his loincloth, letting his rock hard cock slapping against his stomach "I'm right here" he scanned your face as his smirk widened.

He spread your legs and pulled them, lowering your knees till they touched your sides. Your breath hitched when he adjusted himself between your legs.

He lined his tip to your hole causing you to tremble softly. "No worries baby, I'll make it work" he tried to assure you as he rubbed your thighs with his thumb.

You were scared. Your father actually told you not to have a sexual act with a Na'vi unless you had your avatar body. It could've been dangerous, not fatal of course but still not a good idea.

"Wanna establish a safe word?" You looked at him with your already watering eyes. He released your wrists letting your little hand grip his shoulders. You nodded slowly and whispered it to him. "Alright, scream it if it's too much okay?" You nodded again.

He started pushing his hips forward watching as your cunt slowly swallowed his tip, you groaned at the stretch. "It hurtsー" you yelped softly, feeling your cunt spreading in attempt to adapt to his size. "It's gonna be fineー" he murmured leaning his forehead onto your shoulder.

He kept pushing until he felt himself bottoming you out. Your cries were melodic to his ears. Little less than half of his shaft could still see the light. "A little more" he growled breathless as he rolled his hips gently, managing to make your cunt engulf another bit of his dick.

He moved his hand onto the big bulge that formed on your lower belly gently pressing on it. You moaned loudly, holding yourself to his shoulders as you felt him shift deep inside you.

He started moving slowly, waiting for your pussy to get used to him inside you. His hands reached your breasts and started to knead them causing you to whimper. He felt your walls slowly relaxing around his girth "alrightー here we go."

He slowly pulled out, till only his tip was left inside, then thrusted back in hitting your sweet-spot making your legs tremble in his grip. He threw his head back, feeling you clench around his hardness like your life depended on it.

His thrusts increased in speed as he fucked himself inside you, making you scream his name in pleasure. Tears soaked your whole face, you couldn't stop the moans coming out of your throat. He pulled you to meet his pelvis, gripping your tiny waist.

His thrusts were steady and strong, his hips rolled deliciously into yours, rhythmically hitting your cervix and g-spot, making you wince every time your cunt swallowed him.

"who would've guessedー" he grunted "your human body could take me so well" he looked down at the bulge on your belly.

"Ao'nung I'm closeー" you cried as he increased his pace even more holding your waist, fucking the most beautiful sounds out of you. He admired the bulge his dick formed on your abdomen everytime he buried inside your cunt.

"Let go little oneー don't hold back" he said twisting and teasing your clit with his fingers. Your legs shook at the intense pleasure, "let me feel your juices." He groaned pulling your legs up on his shoulders hitting a deeper with the new angle.

Your jaw fell open as his cock threatened to pierce your cervix. Your body arched against his as you came undone, squirting all over his pelvis as his hips kept snapping against yours with hunger.

"Holdー on a little longer." He grunted throwing his head back and gripping your waist tightly as he felt his orgasm approaching "almost there" he growled breathing heavily.

He pushed himself deep inside you for the last time, releasing his load directly into your womb, filling you to the brim "ahh yess-" he growled fucking you both out of your orgasm.

He slowly pulled out of your quivering walls, letting your legs fall down gently. some of his seed leaked down on your thighs. He suddenly took you in his arms and placed you into his hammock as he cleaned up the woven mat.

"We'll certainly have a lot of chances to increase your stretch." He chuckled sitting on the floor, next to you. "That's not funny" you mumbled, your heart still racing.

"I have a great idea. Maybe next time we can your your marui" you imagined he was referring to your lab "so you can take off that mask" he cooed leaning towards your shoulder and kissing it.

You rolled you eyes "now would you mind asking me real questions about human anatomy?" He chuckled lightly "maybe i will."

A/N: this might become a series?? (anon if you see this plsss claim an emoji this idea was soooo good)

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theflowerofpandora · 2 years ago

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Golden Girl

Neteyam X F!Metkayina Reader

Word Count: 14.2K

Summary: You and Neteyam hate each other... Or so you both think. There is a fine line between love and hate. (based on this concept)

Warnings: (Neteyam, Reader, Rotxo and Ao’nung are aged up to 21) Swearing, Angst, Slut Shaming!!, Enemies to Lovers, Reader is a spoiled brat, Possessive and Mean Neteyam, Brief mentions of violence and death, ft some Rotxo x Reader (purely for the plot lol), SMUT (please do not interact if you are a minor)!!, Degradation, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Hair/Tail Pulling, Praise Kink, Fingering, Cunnilingus, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Manhandling, Rough Neteyam but also Soft Neteyam lol

Author’s Note: ITS HERE!!!!! Enjoy besties!! I had a lot of fun writing this instead of doing my uni assignments heheh, please lmk your thoughts - comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

Neteyam’s patience was wearing thin.

Who the fuck did you think you were?

Like seriously.

Just because you were supposed to be the Metkayina clan’s Golden Girl did not mean you had to act like an entitled, bossy, spoiled brat.

Just because you were the eldest daughter of Olo’eyktan Tonowari and Tsahík Ronal. The twin sister of their eldest child and future clan leader, Ao’nung. A strong swimmer and healer with a temper like your Mother. A smart, skilled hunter like your Father. And the one who taught your younger sister, Tsireya, the softness and kindness of the world…

Just because you could be many great things, the clan’s Golden Girl, did not mean you should be allowed to prance around with a sway in your hips, batting your long thick eyelashes and puckering your lips with the flirtiest of smiles at any Na’Vi who so much as even glanced your way.

Neteyam couldn’t stand the way you smiled and the way it reached your eyes, making them shine with what seemed like fake innocence. It was far too enticing to the point that it made him nauseous whenever he was in your presence.

He couldn’t stand being next to you in the breeze when he could smell your natural aroma wafting over his senses, only for it to be overcome with another’s as their scent was still lingering on your skin from the night before.

He couldn’t stand the way your silky hair bounced in loose curls with every step you took or the way you flipped it over your shoulders whenever you laughed at something a potential mate said.

He couldn’t stand the sight of you coming out of the ocean; the sight of the saltwater droplets that were cascading down your smooth turquoise body and over the most beautiful stripes on skin that he’s ever seen.

He couldn’t stand the way that the tattoos on your torso, chest and legs emphasised your voluptuous breasts and hips. The detailed inking on your body signified that you had passed your Iknimaya and had earned them over the past few years since then.

He also couldn’t stand you and your tiny little loincloth and ever tinier chest covering. The shells and woven fabric of your top was barely even that, a covering. Why did you always have to wear such smaller clothing than the rest of your clan?

Neteyam laughed when you told him that it was because it allowed you to move more freely and was less restricting in the water.

Obviously, the mighty warrior didn’t believe you - which deeply angered you after you had all just had a pleasant afternoon.

You and your siblings had just finished going over breathing techniques with the Sully’s which is why you were currently face to face with the eldest Sully sibling.

Much to everyone’s amusement, Lo’ak struggled the most and everyone erupted into knowing chuckles when Tsireya commented on how his heart was beating too fast. It was clearer than the waters how infatuated he was with her.

The ocean seemed like a second nature to Kiri, which honestly impressed you a lot. She rarely struggled with grasping this new way of life and with the way she spoke about the Great Mother, you could sense a deeper connection and reasoning to why she found herself at ease in Eywa’s waters of Pandora.

Little Tuktirey was even doing well with the encouragement of you and her obnoxious eldest brother.

Neteyam seemed to struggle a bit which you never truly helped, neither did Rotxo and Ao’nung when they were consistently teasing him about his skinny and seemingly weak forest features.

You’ll admit, you knew your twin’s harsh mocking with the Sully boys was too much. But you didn’t do much to stop it as you found yourself laughing along sometimes because in all honesty, although the forest people seemed weak - they were far from it. You had seen how much strength they possessed and found the mockery rather ironic, so you snorted along with it.

“Why are you even staring at my clothes anyway, forest boy?”

“You don’t dress like the other’s in the clan,” he observed, expression filled with something you couldn’t decipher.

“Well, it’s just less restricting and I find it more comfortable flowing through the water with less getting in the way and getting caught on the coral.” You gave him a nod, firm and certain of your answer.

But then, he laughed - his chest puffing out as a deep chuckled boomed through it. As if what you were saying was ridiculous.

“What?” A scoff left your lips as you looked up at Toruk Makto’s firstborn who was grinning at you in disbelief. “You think it’s because I’m shamelessly trying to whore myself out or something?”

A smug look crossed his features as his larger, muscular dark blue frame stood over you on the beach. He crossed his arms, tauntingly leaning his head down to reach your height so he could stare into your fiery eyes. “I think it is exactly that, yawntutsyìp (darling).”

“You skxawng (idiot)!” With a hiss, your body felt hot with rage and you roughly kicked the sand underneath your feet towards Neteyam, suddenly spraying him with the sun-hot grains which caused him to choke and splutter in shock as the sand entered his airway instead of the salty sea air.

A satisfied grin graced you face whilst the forest boy continued gasping for air through groans of annoyance. He was hunched over, resting his hands on his knees with flat ears – trying to catch his breath whilst his tail moved agitatedly.

“No wonder why you can’t hold your breath underwater, you can’t even breathe on land!” You quipped, pivoting on your heels and rushing towards the calm waters of the shore with your thick tail swishing side to side behind you.

Scowling, he watched you walk away with his eyes focused on your long legs as he muttered to himself about how childish he thought you were.

Of course, your sharp ears instantly heard and they twitched in discomfort which only angered you more. “Oh, do be careful next time you’re swimming baby,” you cooed sarcastically before continuing, “there might just be an Akula waiting to bite you in half!”

“You’re just like your brother!” He snarled, referring to the time where Ao’nung stupidly left Lo’ak alone by himself outside of the reef.

You liked Lo’ak and your baby sister had a crush on him. You remember how scared she was when she found out Ao’nung and his friends had ditched the Omatikaya boy by Three Brother’s Rocks. You had an argument with your twin that day, outraged by his behaviour to have put someone in such a dangerous position - the someone who was growing feelings for your baby sister and vice versa.

But Neteyam didn’t know that. He didn’t know you had fought your brother over it because you were ashamed and disappointed by his actions to put another in danger. You were the one who got Ao’nung to tell Neteyam, who took your brother to his parents to explain what happened to Lo’ak, and begin a search party for the missing Sully member.

Sighing, your legs carried you further along the sand and into the shore with light splashes, you dove into the waiting calm ocean.

You couldn’t stand Neteyam. He was so rude, coming into your village and saying such mean things to you. You were beginning to wish that your father had never granted the Sully family uturu (scantuary) in Awa’atlu.

But then again - you had no direct issue with the family, just the eldest son.

It was infuriating how often he implied that you were a slut or a demanding and unhelpful brat…

But to be honest, how could you really blame him for thinking that?

You knew most of your friends were all interested in being more than friendly with you. And you’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t entertained it to an extent. You liked the attention and compliments and physical affection. And the funny thing is, you had only started craving it more often than usual since Neteyam arrived on the reef with his family.

Before the Sully’s arrival, you had maybe flirted and gotten psychical with a handful of clan members over the past few years whereas now you were needing attention from someone new every week. Deep down you knew it was purely out of replacement for something you couldn’t truly have…

You also knew that your attitude towards him wasn’t helping his poor thoughts towards you either. However, the more he made these comments, the more it lit a flame within you and you couldn’t help but continue behaving the way you were which only fuelled more comments from him until it had ended up becoming a vicious ongoing cycle.

It was all a game at this point, to see who could annoy or anger the other more. And it was a game which your competitive self, wanted to win.

Later that evening, after eclipse the whole clan was gathered for dinner. The hunting party had retrieved a great catch of fish today. The largest of the season, in fact, which was reason for a celebration to be held. There was music, dancing, laughter and relaxing as the entire clan feasted. After everyone had finished their meal, many of the people remained on the beach around the blazing firepit to socialise and enjoy the rest of the warm evening.

You began approaching your father and brother, effectively interrupting the conversation he was having with Toruk Makto and his sons. “Daddy?”

Tonowari pulled his attention towards you, gaze moving down to your pouted lips. You were after something. He quickly excused himself, pausing the current conversation. “Yes, ma sum (my shell)?”

“Yua has a new pearl necklace up for sale. It’s so pretty and would match perfectly with my new pearl embroidered top. I’d like it please.”

Yua was the clan’s jeweller, but it was a rarity that she crafted anything so beautiful. As soon as she showed you the delicate and intricate design you wanted it. You simply had to have it. Beautiful things made you feel beautiful, after all and once you had your sights on something you always got it.

Neteyam refrained from rolling his eyes. Were you seriously interrupting this conversation because you wanted new jewellery? You were so needy and materialistic. A spoiled brat. He hated it.

Tonowari’s expression remained firm on you despite his softening eyes. You often wanted new things to wear and it was something that he struggled to say no to after seeing how happy it made you. He was not one to deprive his eldest daughter of happiness, knowing that you would go after it yourself. The word NO was not a word that you heard frequently.

“Of course, what is she looking for in return?” Your father breathed out.

“Yua want’s a bigger mauri pod for her workshop.”

All of Sully boy’s eyes widened as they tried to remain reactionless to the excessive demand. A whole new pod in return for a necklace you wanted? They had never heard of such a thing happening within the forest. Lo’ak’s jaw was practically gaping open and he was wondering how you and Tsireya could end up so differently, especially when he knew you two were both so close and she looked up to you a lot, much like him with his own brother although he would never admit it out loud.

“We’ll talk about this tomorrow, ma sum (my shell).”

“Please Daddy,” you whined before turning to Ao’nung with glossy eyes. It was a look that you knew your brother wouldn’t refuse. He would do anything for his younger twin to see her happy, much like you would do for him too.

Neteyam coughed lightly in attempt to conceal the groan from leaving his throat. Of course, you were not just a spoiled brat but also a Daddy’s girl.

The Golden Girl of the clan was a Daddy’s Girl. It all made sense now and Neteyam couldn’t help but wonder if your father and brother knew how often you were being a handsy little flirt. He was certain that you wouldn’t be seen as the Metkayina Golden Girl if they found out.

“I’ll help organise the move for Yua, Father.” Your brother spoke up with a chuckle, resting a hand on your shoulder to reassure you that he’d help you get what you wanted and you instantly bounced on your feet with joy.

Neteyam was gobsmacked at how easily you swayed the men in your family. Had Kiri asked for such a thing, their parents would have instantly declined. In fact, she would have never made such a demand in the first place.

“Thank you, Daddy! Thank you, big bro!” You cheered before kissing their cheeks, catching Neteyam’s green orbs with your bright blue ones right when you began sauntering off again.

Now that you had Neteyam’s eyes on you watching your every move, you thought you would have a bit of fun with it. If he thought that you were whoring yourself out maybe, you would show him just that. Maybe then, he would finally shut up about it.

Although, it wasn’t like he hadn’t caught you before…

A couple nights ago Neteyam had caught you straddling one of your brother’s friends on one of the docks between the marui pod’s, wrapped up in a heated make out session with wandering hands.

He couldn’t deny that it had ignited something within him. He realised that hated seeing another Na’Vi’s hands on you. Or perhaps it was just that he hated knowing that you were getting some frequently and he wasn’t. At least, that’s what he tried telling himself. Yes, it was just that he hadn’t been touched since he had left the forest and he was beginning to desire the sensual affection which you seemed to receive from other’s so often.

There had been too many nights where he had snuck off into the forests that lined the beaches for some much-needed relief for the large bulge under his loincloth. He was desperate. So desperate that his mind was plagued with thoughts of your soft hands and swollen lips as he imagined how it would feel to shut you up by stuffing his thick cock into your mouth.

He would never admit it out loud, but he wanted you. You were so stunning and he couldn’t understand why you were just giving yourself to anyone who wanted it. Anyone but him, it seemed. But it wasn’t as if he had even tried in the first place.

One thing was for certain though, if he did try, he would make sure he was the last man on Pandora to ever lay his hands on you. He would make sure that you were so desperately gagging for him that his cock would become the only one you wanted.

That night Neteyam caught you, you had made eye contact with the mighty warrior in the near distance as you broke the kiss with your brother’s friend and laughed, pulling the boy into the ocean with you so you could continue your activities more privately without being under the watch of those unforgettable glowing green eyes.

Neteyam’s blood boiled when you took that Na’Vi into the water with you to hide from him. Your actions were making him feel crazy.

Unknowing about the forest boy’s true feelings towards you, now that you had his attention you were keen to give him a sight that he wouldn’t forget and would be too stunned to even mention again.

The mighty warrior’s gaze followed your swaying hips and bouncing hair as you walked across the sand on the beach to the other side of the bonfire where a group of yours and Ao’nung’s friends were hanging out with Tsireya.

“Tsmuke (sister)!” Tsireya called out with a bright smile, gesturing for you to come closer. “Have you seen Lo’ak?”

“I have indeed, tìyawn yayo (love bird).” You teased when you reached her, grinning as you saw her bashful expression at your words. “He’s with our father, brother and his own on the other side of the fire. I was just coming to find Rotxo and then we’re headed in that direction.”

She tilted her head questioningly, “what do you need with Rotxo? I thought you didn’t like him much.”

You shifted on your feet, a mischievous glint in your eyes. “Well, people change and he’s not that bad.”

“Oh, tsmuke… you’re not.” Her eyes were wide, realising that he was about to become another one of your late night escapades. “Ao’nung will be so angry if he finds out.”

“Ao’nung won’t find out,” you assured her. “Besides, I am a grown woman and a great huntress and healer within this clan. I am not yet mated and can explore things until then… you know it’s harmless, Reya.”

“I guess you’re right.” Tsireya hummed, “but just because you don’t go all the way with these people does not mean that it’s not harmless.”

She was right. Despite you being a virgin and never having done more than stuff involving your hands and kissing with others, it didn’t make it harmless because of the people you were doing these things with. Most of them being friends of your twin. But it made sense as you were all within your early twenties and many of you were still unmated.

“Relax hì’i tsmuke (little sister), I’ve got everything under control.” You assured her with a smile before your gaze floated over towards Neteyam who was still watching you, seemingly unphased that you had just caught him looking at you again.

“Oh.” Tsireya began as if the answer to your actions these past few weeks had been right there all along. “You’re trying to make Neteyam jealous.”

You scoffed loudly, snorting out a nervous laugh. “You’ve been hanging out with Lo’ak too much. Look at you suddenly making jokes left, right and centre.”

She rolled her eyes at your deflection and opened her mouth to speak again until she was quickly interrupted by you shouting out.

“Rotxo!” The name rolled off your tongue with a smirk on your lips. “Come, I want to show you something.”

The young man’s eyes snapped up and he nodded eagerly, bidding everyone else goodbye before taking the hand that you were offering into his own large one.

“I’ll see you later, Reya.” You blew your sister a kiss, ignoring her tutting before walking away with Rotxo in tow.

“You look good tonight.” His eyes scanned over your features and nearly bare chest that only had two small shells covering your nipples.

“I could say the same for you,” you winked whilst pulling him back across to the other side the firepit and past the group of men you had just walked away from.

Neteyam’s thin tail flickered at the sight of you being hand-in-hand with Rotxo. Were you seriously going to be giving yourself to that skxawng? He was fuming at the thought, his stomach churning anxiously as you briefly made eye contact with him before continuing to tug Rotxo along into the beach’s forest past the treeline.

His father carried on speaking to Tonowari but he found himself being lost in the conversation beside his brother. He was only thinking about you and how his body was burning and screaming at him to follow you and stop Rotxo from touching you.

“You good, bro?” Lo’ak nudged his brother’s side with his elbow upon seeing his sudden discomfort.

“Actually, I’m feeling unwell.” Neteyam lied before excusing himself from the group and stating that he was going for a walk to try and walk it off. Another clear lie. He was going to follow you.

His feet carried him across the sand, away from the celebrations around the large bonfire on the beach. His head was spinning as he continued into the direction you and Rotxo had vanished in.

Your back was currently against a large tree trunk, hands resting on Rotxo’s chest as he feverishly pressed his lips to yours. His hands were moving along from your hips up to your tits, grazing the shells that were covering your hard buds.

“Fuck,” Rotxo mumbled between kissing sloppily along from your lips to your jaw and neck. “You’re so hot.”

You moaned in response, titling your head back to encourage his kisses to move along to that sweet spot on the crook of your neck.

Neteyam’s ears twitched at the sounds and stepped closer into the direction it was coming from. And then he saw it. He saw you and Rotxo. He saw you whimper under Rotxo, who’s hand was now cupping your pussy over your loincloth.

He wondered how many times you had let people touch you there. Probably more than he could count… and he quickly found himself wanting to cut Rotxo’s hands off to prevent him from doing it again.

Before Neteyam could even think about what he was doing, he cleared his throat loudly – effectively breaking you and Rotxo away from each other.

Rotxo pulled away from you in shock, looking seephish like a deer caught in headlights whilst you stood nonchalantly. You had been expecting him to show up, you just didn’t expect him to break the show apart.

Your breathing hitched at the sight of Neteyam. His tail was whipping around and his ears flicked up angrily. His body was tense, tightening the definition of his muscles as he clenched his fists and gritted out one word with a clenched jaw. “Hum (Leave).”

“Come on cuz, we’re just having a bit of fun.” Rotxo exhaled with a nervous chuckle, putting his hands up to feign innocence.

Neteyam’s eyes flittered from the boy to you. Panting loudly, your body stilled with your back remaining against the tree wondering what was going to happen next.

“I don’t think Ao’nung would see it that way.” Neteyam challenged before facing the Metkayina boy and continuing, “leave before I tell him how his best friend is fondling with his twin sister.”

Grunting, Rotxo glared at Neteyam before turning to you. “I’ll see you around, sevin (pretty).” He then begrudgingly walked off, bumping his shoulder into Neteyam’s as he did – earning a growl in response.

As soon as Rotxo had disappeared through the trees and was out of earshot, you stepped towards the infuriated forest boy with your arms crossed over your chest. “What the fuck was that, Neteyam?”

He unclenched his defined jaw, staring down at you but you were met with silence from him and the humming of the fauna which inhabited the beach’s small forest. Uncrossing your arms, you moved your hands up to his chest pushing your fingertips against his warm skin. “Speak.”

His large hands unexpectedly clasped around your small wrists, grabbing them and pulling you into him. With your body was flush against his, you could feel the heat of his breath on your face as you stared up at him wide-eyed. You heart was pounding against your ribcage, and he could feel it on his abdomen.

Inhaling deeply, his gaze moved down your body. “I can smell you,” he rasped. Your scent was intoxicating to him; your face felt hot at his comment. The wetness between your thighs was only growing more as he spoke to you. “Such a filthly little slut. Did Rotxo do that to you? Did he make you feel like that?”

“N-no.” You gasped out, trying to wriggle out of his firm grip. And it was true. Despite Rotxo’s touches, you hadn’t begun to feel aroused until Neteyam was there.

He snarled, sniffing in your scent more. “Liar.”

“What? N-Netyam no I was-”

One of his hands quickly released your wrist, cutting you off and he crouched down to lift the small drape of your loincloth to reveal the growing wet patch on the fabric covering your now sopping cunt.

“Then what’s this, hm? You let every Na’Vi who touches you, make you feel like this?” His breath was tickling your thighs now and you subconsciously clenched them together. You were embarrassed because nobody had ever made you feel this wet before. Neteyam was barely touching you and yet your body was fully prepared to submit to him.

You weren’t sure what to tell him. You wanted to say that it was all him but were fearful of the rejection you might face. Rejection was a concept you were not familiar with.

“Tell me, yawntutsyìp (darling).” He gazed up at you with a smirk on his face. The bioluminescent markings on his skin were glowing, emphasising his handsome features. It made it difficult for you to look away from him.

Inhaling sharply at the name, you struggled to find your voice – lips parting with no words able to come out.

“Oh, is the dirty little slut unable to speak now?” He grinned menacingly, dropping the drape of your loincloth and wrapping a hand around your thigh. You shivered under his touch, never having felt this way before about anyone touching you.

His kneeling position in front of you was only turning you on more and filling you with the desire to push his head into your cunt. The tips of his fingers lightly brushed against the back of your inner thigh and you could feel your knees grow weak.

“N-Neteyam… It’s not everyone who t-touches me…”

His forehead creased and a primal growl sounded past his throat. “Stop lying to me.” His grip around your wrist and thigh tightened.

“I’m not lying, you skxawng.” You hissed out, trying to wriggle out of his grip again but it only tightened more.

“Fine.” He looked at you with disbelief evident in his orbs as he stood up, towering over you again and finally releasing his grip on you. “Is it just Rotxo then?”

“No,” you huffed out, surprisingly missing his grip on you. “Rotxo didn’t make me feel like this.”

“What about the others?”

“Nobody has ever…” You fumbled with your words, unsure of how to tell him.

“Then why do I keep seeing you with different Na’Vi?” His fingers grazed over your stomach and down to the waistband of your loincloth. You wondered if he could feel the butterflies within you. “Let me guess… It’s because you are indeed whoring yourself out.” He gently tugged at your waistband, letting it snap back against your skin making a soft gasp escape your lips. “Which means you can find someone else to deal with that wet mess down there.”

He began to back away from you and in desperation you tried to reach out, wrapping your delicate fingers around his hard bicep. “No, please wait Neteyam! Let me explain!”

He only shook himself out of your grasp and continued walking, calling out in frustration as he made his way past a few trees. “I’m sure Rotxo will finish what he started.”

“It wasn’t Rotxo, it was you Neteyam.” You grumbled, sinking to your knees in frustration. He was too far to hear your words. To hear the truth.

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It had been a week since Neteyam left you high and dry. You did not even have the urge to seek out anyone else for any physical affection because all you could think about was him. Nobody had ever aroused you so much before and it was only adding up to the pent-up frustration you had towards the insufferable forest warrior.

The tension was thick between you both. More snarky remarks were made at each other than how it had previously been. All of your siblings were beginning to catch on to it too.

You and Neteyam had been bickering with each other all day. You were pointing out every time his diving techniques were incorrect and not helping him perfect them which was annoying him to no end.

“No, it’s like this.” Tsireya giggled at Lo’ak’s postion. He looked like he was going to cannonball. “You must place your arms tight on the side of your head before you dive and hold your core strong. You want to go deep; the correct position will help you glide down further into the water.” Tsireya lifted her hands up above her head to demonstrate before leaping off the wooden dock, moving into a pike position and elongating her posture again effectively flowing into the water with minimum ripples and splashes surrounding her.

You grinned at your baby sister, watching her effectively submerge her slim body deep into the ocean. She was perfect at demonstrating and teaching the forest people.

She reached the surface again and Tuk squealed out in excitement. “I wanna try!”

“Of course, you can all try!” Tsireya called out to the group, waving them to join her in the water.

Lo’ak was eager to join and did so, attempting to dive in – only to hit the water in a bellyflop position as he didn’t lean forward enough. The loud smack of his stomach hitting the ocean made you all laugh erupt into a fit of laughter.

“Do better forest boy!” Ao’nung shouted as Lo’ak reached the surface whining in pain and clutching his stomach.

Neteyam glared at Ao’nung and in turn, you glared at Neteyam. He rolled his eyes at the scowl on your face before turning his focus back onto his sisters.

Kiri and Tuk were next to join, with the older sister perfecting the dive with ease. However, Tuk didn’t jump out far enough and was due to come back up right under the dock. She would hit her head if someone didn’t pull her away quick enough and your adrenaline kicked in.

You inhaled and without a second to spare, dove into the clear waters searching for the young dark blue girl. She had dived in pretty deeply and you found her struggling to swim up to the surface. You were by her side in an instant with your tail and arms propelling you into her direction. Wrapping your hand around her small one, you gently tugged her with you to which she smiled gratefully through her air-filled cheeks. You stifled a giggled at her adorable expression.

Once you both broke the surface, a good distance from the edge of the dock, the young girl gasped out for air.

“What did you do to her?!” Neteyam demanded heatedly, wanting to know why it took so long for his baby sister to return to the surface because when she did, she was struggling to catch her breath and letting light gags of seawater out of her mouth.

“It’s okay, Nete! Y/N helped me!” Tuk coughed and tried to tell her brother upon seeing his cross demeanor.

“Mawey (calm), brother.” Kiri rolled her eyes. She saw you help Tuk beneath the surface and turned to nod at you in appreciation, bowing her head. “Irayo (thank you.)”

You smiled at her, “no worries. I didn’t want Tuk to hurt herself.”

“I know, it’s appreciated. Ignore my brother, he has been a bit hot headed since we left the forest.” She attempted to excuse her brother’s behaviour.

A short chuckle left your lips, “don’t worry about it, Kiri.” You knew that Kiri’s words may have held some truth but you knew that her older brother’s attitude towards you was partly your own fault.

“Ungrateful skxawng.” You rolled your eyes at Neteyam before going back under, swimming deep down to the coral reefs and surrounding yourself with the colourful fish that inhabited the area.

Neteyam suddenly felt a sense of guilt wash over him. You were only helping and yet, he assumed the worse. Maybe he thought too badly of you… he was just so confused about his feelings towards you.

“Your turn monkey boy.” Ao’nung nudged him with a smirk.

Neteyam scoffed at the name and moved into a diving position on the wooden ledge. Neteyam was about to leap into the water, but Ao’nung suddenly had another idea. He watched Neteyam jump, only to swing his leg up next to dark blue Na’Vi kicking him off balance.

Neteyam yelped out, air leaving his lungs as Ao’nung knocked him off balance. He knew the action was due to his accusation that you had done something to Tuktirey. He can’t blame your brother… he’s been in multiple situations where he’s protected and defended his younger siblings too. He would have been angry if not for his urgent need to preserve his breath before hitting the water from his deep diving position.

“Ao’nung!” Tsireya scolded as Neteyam hit the water with a splash.

You floated around the seabed, gently stroking the bioluminescent creatures that swam and crawled around you next to the coral. It was something you liked to do to help you unwind and when you needed a moment alone.

Neteyam had been driving you insane. You had so many mixed feelings towards him. Why did someone so attractive have to be such an arrogant asshole?

You clicked your tongue, calling some of the fish over to you and your soft fingers petted their smooth scales until you felt something brush up against your side.

Twirling around, you spotted a thin dark blue striped tail brushing up against your leg. Neteyam. Facing him, your forehead creased expectantly.

‘What do you want?’ You signed to him with your hands.

Over the past few weeks he had adjusted rather quickly to your clan’s sign language, or ‘finger talk’ as the Sully kids had called it.

Neteyam’s expression was focused as he moved his fingers but he looked tired, like the breath had been knocked out of his lungs. It seemed like he was going to need to go back up for air soon.

‘I want to say,’ he paused, ‘I’m sorry. Thank you for helping little sister.’

You smiled. This was the first time he had ever apologised to you for something. ‘It was no trouble. I understand you want to protect your siblings. You know I won’t ever let them be in danger and will help them if I can.’ You signed back before turning to swim away.

Neteyam struggled to swim up to you and his hand latched onto your tail, pulling you back before you could sim further away.

You spun around, eyes squinting at the forest Na’Vi. ‘What are you doing? You need to go back up to breathe soon.’

‘I will be fine.’ He was clearly not going to be if he didn’t go back up now. You were far too deep on the seabed and judging by the purple tones in his face from the sea pressure he was clearly running out of time and would probably pass out if he didn’t get air soon. You did not want to be the reason his skxawng ass could possibly die.

‘What else then?’ You rushed your hand’s movements.

‘I’m also sorry for thinking so badly of you.’

Head tilting, your eyes widened in surprise at his signed words. His eyes were soft as he looked at you. He was being sincere.

“And I’m sorry for my bad behaviour towards you.” He tried to sign but his movements were becoming slower. This was not a good sign and you needed to act fast before he lost consciousness, so you did the only thing you could think of.

You did not want to be the reason his skxawng ass could join the ancestors with Ewya today.

Your hands quickly found their way to the sides of face, cupping his jaw and pulled him into you. With your eyes closing, your lips parted as you placed them on top of his soft, plump lips and you gently flickered your tongue over his, wanting him to part them.

His eyes were wide as you kissed him and then realised what you were trying to do. He eagerly opened his mouth against yours and you slowly began to blow the air out of your lungs and into his mouth.

As he inhaled, his hands found their way to your waist, gripping on for dear life and in appreciation as you helped him breathe deep down on the ocean’s floor.

For a moment, he was so engrossed in the feeling of your mouth pressed against his that he had forgotten what was happening and that you were both not kissing each other for your own pleasures. That was until you pulled away.

‘Come. You should be feeling good enough to swim back up now.’ You signed after letting go of his face. His grip on your waist disappeared and you began to swim back up to the surface with him hot on your tail.

Feeling good enough was an understatement for Neteyam though. He found himself only wanting to kiss you properly when you both broke the water’s surface, gasping for air.

Your heart was racing whilst your face took in the sky and heat from the sun. Everything around you was blurred and your hearing was muffled as you heard your heart pounding over the distinct laughter of Tsireya with Lo’ak, Kiri and Tuk.

“A-are you okay?” You let out a shaky breath, now facing the forest boy you had just kissed minutes ago.

“Yes.” He panted, treading the water.

“Good,” you started, lifting your hand up to his sharp ear and pinching it with a hiss, “don’t dive so deep without enough air in your lungs!”

“Ow!” He groaned, pushing your hand away from his ear. “I would have been fine without whatever that kiss was.”

“I did not kiss you!” You seethed, splashing water to his face in annoyance. “I was saving your life!”

He scoffed before the corners of his mouth curled up into a smirk. “Fine. Thank you. But, you know, if you did want a kiss you could have just asked.”

“I would never.” Your face felt hot but you were uncertain whether it was from the heat of the sun or not.

“Really?” He teased, “it didn’t seem that way last week when-”

“Tsmuke (sister)!” Ao’nung called out from a distance, interrupting Neteyam. He glides by you both on his Tsurak (Skimwing), coming to a slow as he neared you. “Some of us are going hunting outside the reef in a bit, want to join?”

“Yeah sure, I’ll come now.” You replied a little too quickly with a smile, eager to remove yourself from the current conversation with Neteyam and your pounding heartbeat.

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Here you were again. Prancing around in your tiny little loincloth and small covering, embroidered with a range of pastel-coloured pearls, hanging loosely over your breasts. There were peals hanging of your ears and littered throughout your un-braided hair. But what was the most eye catching out of your attire was the large pearl necklace adoring your neck.

You were beaming as you practically skipped through the mauri pods. You were looking as gorgeous as ever and were beyond ecstatic for tonight. The Tulkun had returned after their migration again and the whole clan was already celebrating with festivities and the annual Metkayina rituals.

As you reached the last marui pod at the end of the dock, you excitedly dove in. Your senses were consumed with the coolness of the ocean and the songs of your clan’s spirit brothers and sisters.

You called out for Paysyul (Water Lily).

Paysyul was your spirit sister. A young female Tulkun. You had bonded with her when you were a little babe. She was fearless and graceful, full of strength and intelligence. Nothing in your 21 years of life had ever compared to the bond you shared with her. She was your greatest comfort, reassurance, and source of happiness. She understood you like nobody else did.

Her whaling echoed nearby, and you grinned. It sounded like music to your ears. Swimming in the direction of her song, you began to sing back. The harmonious noise erupting from your mouth along with a few air bubbles.

“Oeyä tsmuke (my sister). How are you? You seem different but as beautiful as ever.” She sang happily, softly nudging one of her large fins into you.

“Life has changed quite a bit since we last met. I have missed you dearly, Paysyul.” You signed, with a sheepish smile plastered on your features. “There are new people in the clan. Na’Vi from the forest. They look very different from us Metkayina.”

“So, that’s what is different with you. You have taken a liking to one of these newcomers, I see.”

Sometimes, Paysyul could see right through you. Even when you presented yourself as closed, you remained and open book to her. She understood your feelings before you even understood them yourself.

Your brows furrowed whilst a small frown appeared on your face. “I am unsure,” you gingerly moved your fingers, looking into her eyes. “He makes me so mad sometimes and I feel like I hate him, yawne tsmuke (beloved sister). But other times… he is all I find myself thinking about. He is the only one I want to become intimate with nowadays. I haven’t explored with another in a couple weeks.”

Over the next few hours, you continued to explain how infuriating Neteyam could be with his assumptions about you, how much you both argued with each other and how confusing his rudeness with you was because you had seen him be so kind, loving, and strong. You saw how smart he was and how skilled he was. You saw how protective he was over his family. And you couldn’t deny your attraction to him.

And you had told Paysyul about many of the scenarios you had been in with the forest boy. That night when he caught you with your brother’s friend, that night in the forest where he told Rotxo to leave and had barely touched you yet made you weak in the knees, the day where he apologised to you and you had to kiss him so he wouldn’t lose consciousness on the ocean floor next to the reef.

The Tulkun beside you, hummed – eyes squeezing shut before slowly opening again. “I sense that is your answer to your confused passion and desires. You do not hate him but feel the opposite.”

“Are you implying that I’m mistaking the passion for romantic feelings as hatred?”

“I am not implying. I am telling you that you are. And if, judging by everything that you’ve told me. He feels the same about you too.”

Your head and heart were swirling with emotion after your time with Paysyul earlier today.

Lanterns were lit everywhere around the beach, marui pods and docks next to the glowing ocean under eclipse. The people of the clan were either swimming with their spirit Tulkun’s or dancing in celebration on the beach but you remained by the docks, lost in deep thought.

Sitting on the wooden ledge, you kicked your legs, feet floating on the surface of the water with your toes dipped in.

“Why aren’t you with your spirit sister?” A deep voice interrupted your train of thought and your body jolted lightly at the sound, ears twitching in acknowledgement. You hadn’t even heard anyone approach and it took you by surprise.

“Why aren’t you joining in on the festivities?” You retorted, turning your head to face the intruder.

Neteyam stepped closer, gesturing to the spot beside you. “Mind if it sit?”

You hummed, sceptically eyeing the dark blue Na’Vi, “go ahead.”

He adjusted his movements, placing himself beside you and his muscular thigh lightly brushed against yours. His skin felt hot on yours and you sucked in a breath whilst his feet dangled lower into the water than yours were.

“I was with my spirit sister all afternoon. She’s playing with the clan’s newborns right now. Many of our people gave birth whilst the Tulkun were gone so she was excited to see them.”

Neteyam nodded in understanding, the bond between the Tulkun and Metkayina was one like family. Stronger than the forest clan’s bond with the Ikran it seemed.

“I was joining the festivities until I realised that I didn’t have this annoying presence disturbing my evening like usual,” he gave you a wink as he smiled at you.

“What a charmer.” You snorted but your insides were tingling. Had he really come to look for you?

“I always am.” He laughed, although it quickly died down and you were both left in a comfortable silence staring at the now dark sky and the twinkling stars which graced it. The air was warm as you both sat beside one another, and your head felt light at the feeling of his skin against yours. “The view of the stars from the reef is much clearer than it is at home.”

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Neteyam’s gaze was on your face, watching your eyes reflect the sparkling stars in wonder. The light from the moons were casting a shadow on your face with your bioluminescent markings glowed under. He couldn’t take his eyes off your breath-taking features.

“It is,” he agreed. “Very beautiful.” His eyes flittered back up to the sky. “When I was younger, my father told me and my siblings that he came from a star. That it’s why he looks slightly different to other Na’vi and that’s why Lo’ak and Kiri have hands like him.”

You smiled as he reminisced on his childhood but you noticed a sad longing hidden under his usual brooding expression. “Do you miss it? Home?”

“Every day.” He sighed. “I had a whole life and future planned for me there. I was training to become the next Omatikaya Olo’eyktan…”

“Of course,” you nodded in understanding. “You’re the eldest son. Did you not find it overwhelming though?”

He turned to you, eyes narrowing in thought.

“S-sorry, I’m not trying to pry,” you began, fearful that you may have angered him. Normally, you would have wanted to get a rise out of him but only under the right circumstances. He was opening up to you about the real him. The Neteyam that wasn’t constantly teasing and mocking and aggravating you.

He let out a light chuckle. “You’re not, I’m just thinking… I guess I did find it overwhelming, exhausting even, but I did not know any different until now. I’m not sure what my purpose is here amongst the Metkayina, yet.”

“I’m sorry,” you deflated upon hearing his uncertainty, gently placing your hand upon his thigh next to yours. “I know your circumstances are difficult.”

“Your father asked me to join the Metkayina warriors after I claim my Skimwing soon.”

“Oh, that’s good!” Your fingertips tapped his thigh excitedly and he grinned with his tail swishing behind him. “That means you’ll officially be one of us.”

Since arriving, as Jake, Neytiri and Neteyam were the adults within the Sully family, they were all slowly going through your clans’ steps of Iknimaya. The last step to officially becoming Metkayina was to claim and tame a Skimwing. One of the fiercest creatures within the Pandora oceans that Na’Vi could bond with.

“I will be… that means you’ll never be able to get rid of me and my skxawng ass.” Laughter left his throat whilst he lightly nudged you with his broad shoulder on the side and your face dropped.

“Oh Eywa,” you muttered, shaking your head in defeat. “You’re really gonna make my life a living hell, huh?”

“Only if you want me to, yawntutsyìp (darling).”

Neteyam was leaning close to your face now. So close that you could feel your breathes mixing. His green orbs drifted down to your lips and you stilled for a second before retracting your hand from his leg until his large hand firmly grasped yours and pulled it back.

With your breathing suddenly hitching, he took the opportunity to pull you closer and place his lips on yours before quickly pulling back.

Your eyes were wide and your heart was soring. He had just gave you a soft, delicate peck on the lips filled with teasing adoration. “Neteya-”

Before you could even finish your words, his eyes drifted shut and his lips were on yours again. Your eyes fluttered closed upon feeling the warmth of his mouth on yours. He tasted sweet, like the fruits on the reef and you leaned in for more.

This kiss wasn’t like the one you had both shared on the seabed and this wasn’t like the soft peck he had given you just seconds ago. This was deep and hungry and filled with desire like he was fulfilling something.

He had been desperate to kiss you again after you saved him on the seabed a couple weeks ago.

His tongue, flicked over you bottom lip and you granted him access, parting your lips and allowing his sharp fangs to graze your bottom lip teasingly, making you moan into the kiss. Your lips were moving in sync, occasionally tasting each other with your tongues whilst his hand guided yours up to his chiselled jaw.

Your hand gratefully pulled him into you as your other hand snaked around the back of his neck, loosely tugging at his braids. His hands then slid across your sides, roughly grabbing your waist and hips as if he was trying to pull you further into him.

“Fuck,” he moaned between the kiss, panting. You let out a small giggle. “You have no idea how gorgeous I think you are, yawntutsyìp.”

“I could say the same for you, forest boy.” You pressed your forehead onto his, the action soft and intimate and he felt his insides burst with excitement. “I want to show you something,” you whispered.

But this time, you wanting to show someone something. Show him something, had meaning. This wasn’t like your usual escapades. And you wanted it to be your last.

“Show me what,” the corners of his lips twitched up and he gave you a look full of inquisitiveness.

“The Cove of the Ancestors.”

“Aren’t Metkayina only allowed there?” He leaned back, eyes confused.

A grin appeared on your face. “You’ll be one of us, soon enough.”

You called out for your Ilu, clicking your tongue. After a few seconds he quickly approached, head sticking out of the surface beside yours and Neteyam’s feet dipping into the ocean. His head rubbed up against your ankles affectionately and you slid off the dock and into the water.

The seawater was warm tonight, reflecting the heat of the earlier daytime. You greeted your Ilu, stroking it’s neck and hastily made tsaheylu. Mounting the creatue, you stuck your hand out towards Neteyam encouraging him to join you.

He hesitated before taking your hand and pushing himself off into the water next to you before holding tightly onto your hand and climbing on behind you. His larger frame consumed your smaller one and you basked in the sensation of your back pressed against his front, your tail wrapping around one of his legs to secure his position.

“Are you scared?” You teased, feeling his increased heartbeat against you.

His hands slid around your waist, gripping it tightly as he leaned down. Lips brushing against your sharp turquoise ear, the heat of his breath making the hairs on your skin rise. “Never,” he whispered.

And without warning you took off, gliding deep into the water. His grip on you tightened and his tail wrapped around your thigh whilst your Ilu propelled off into the direction you had instruction. You both shot past the people of your clan within the water who were singing, dancing and playing with the Tulkuns.

Neteyam’s heart and mind were soaring as he clung onto you. He had been thinking about this day since he had met you. The day where he could fi ally have you all to himself.

Luckily, with majority of your clan occupied with their spirit brothers and sisters, The Cove of Ancestors was void of any other Na’Vi.

The underwater spirit tree was glowing, illuminating the cove in mighty shades of white, pink and purple. The bioluminescence of the area was radiant and your smiled as you instructed your Ilu back up to the surface.

Neteyam gasped for air behind you, eyes wide at his surroundings. “This is amazing.”

“There’s a place we can sit over there,” you nodded towards the half moon crescent shaped rocks which enclosed the cove. You broke tsaheylu with your Ilu and Neteyam dismounted the gentle creature with you, swimming beside you into the direction of the large rocks.

Once you both reached it, you hoisted yourself onto the soft, squishy moss-covered rocks and sat on the edge.

Neteyam stayed in the water, head twirling, taking in the landscape with a wonderous expression before lifting himself up onto the rocks to join you. The water droplets cascading down his abdomen and biceps made you swallow thickly… his effect on you had you in a trance.

“So,” he began, his deep tone mocking, “how many Na’Vi have you brought here?”

“None.”

His eyes were suddenly darker, flashing you with hunger and anger. “Are you lying to me again, yawntutsyìp?”

“I have never lied to you, Neteyam.” The offence was prominent in your voice.

“Why did you bring me here then? Surely you would be in trouble with Tonowari and Ronal if they found out you’d brought me here before I’ve completed my last step to become Metkayina.” His arms outstretched behind him, providing support for him to lean on as his legs dangled off the edge of the rocks and into the water.

“My parents will not know you are here. I had a conversation with Paysyul earlier,” you began, nerves budding within your stomach. “And I wanted to see if something was true or not.”

“See if what is true or not?”

You sat up, lifting your legs over his to straddle his hip- the sudden movement making his lips part in shock. With your hands resting on his broad shoulders, his hands moved to rest on your hips, his fingers softly stroking them and pulling at the waistband of your small loincloth. You inhaled, “let me show you.”

Eyes fluttering shut, you pressed your lips onto his, tasting him again. It felt right. So right and wrong and perfect all at once. He groaned into the kiss, beginning to trail his hands along your silky thighs, making you tingle all over. His hands trailed up your torso as your lips moved together in unison and lightly tugged at the pearls on your top.

“Can I?” He asked, eyes heavy with lust.

“Yes please,” you exhaled, giving him permission to undo the tie of your top which was holding it together over your chest.

“So polite,” he murmured as he peppered wet kisses along your jaw. His hands cupped your bare breasts making you moan at the sudden contact, nipples hardening under his touch. “Tell me how many you have let touch you here.”

“W-what?” your lips parted in a stutter.

His fingers quickly found your hardened buds and pinched them, causing you to gasp out loud. You sounded so pretty to him. “You heard what I said. Tell me, oeyä tìyawn (my love),” he rasped out at the feeling of you squirming on top of his lap. The bulge within his loincloth growing harder by the second.

“F-fourteen.” You whimpered as he pinched your hardened buds again. His words, oeyä tìyawn, ringing out in your head – making your heart thump inside your chest and building a heat between your thighs.

“How about now?” He smirked lazily, beginning to massage your needy tits in his large hands.

“Fifteen.” You moaned into him, pressing your lips to his and pulling him closer to you, trying to create more friction between your legs. You could feel his hard length under you and slowly began to grind your crotch into his.

“Such a desperate little slut, huh?” He hummed, a small growl leaving his throat as he felt your dampened loincloth on his legs. “You’d let anyone touch you, wouldn’t you?”

“N-no, Neteyam.”

His hands moved to your lower back whilst his lips trailed along your neck, sucking lightly on the flesh. A harsh, sudden smack landed on your ass cheek and your back arched into him as you were whimpering.

“Then why do you act like a dirty little whore?” He growled as your grip on his shoulders tightened.

“J-just wanted you to touch me.” Panting out, you finally told him what you had been craving for weeks. “Thought you hated me so I- I went looking elsewhere.”

“Oh, yawntutsyìp (darling).” He sighed, hands suddenly on either side of your neck. He pulled your face into his and slid his tongue into your mouth which you gratefully accepted. The heat of his mouth and the hardness between his legs made your core tighten and you feel your slick seeping through your loincloth.

He broke the kiss, quickly wrapping his arms around you and lifted you off his lap, carefully placing you on your back and settling himself between your quivering legs. His strong arms were now on either side of your head and your small hands grasped onto them.

“Neteyam,” you whined, lifting your hips to try and meet his.

“What is it?” he cooed, “is my little slut desperate for cock?” His hips suddenly snapped into yours, harshly grinding his bulging length into your damp heat causing you to moan at the friction.

“I want to touch you,” a mewl escaped your lips, hands reaching for his loincloth to remove it and he groaned in pleasure, allowing your fingers to undo the knot keeping it strapped around his hips.

His large, thick blue cock sprung out, hitting his stomach and your jaw dropped at the sight. His length was so much bigger than the few dicks you had touched before, and so much prettier too. The thick, mushroom head shaped tip was oozing precum and you reached forwards, gently grasping his long cock in your smooth hands.

Your thumb, slowly ran over the head of his cock, collecting the beads of precum dripping from it and you retracted your hand, placing your thumb in your mouth to taste him. Your tongue whirled around it and he moaned in stratification, “fuck.”

You smirked, hand reaching down to touch him again, only for him to pull back, keeling between your parted legs. “Lift your hips for me, yawntutsyìp.”

Obliging, your hips lifted from the ground, allowing him to pull your loincloth down your legs at an agonisingly slow pace. Your face flushed and as soon as he had removed it past your ankles, you had tried to snap your legs such in embarrassment. You had never had anyone stare at your so forward and directly down there and it made your insides squirm.

“Don’t be shy on me now,” he let out a deep laugh, strong hands resting on your knees and prying your legs open again.

His sheer strength was turning you on to no end and you began to feel the wetness drip down your untouched folds.

“Oh Eywa,” he breathed out, eyelids heavy as he took you in. You were sprawled out beneath him, tits plump and pussy glistening from slick. “You’re so pretty for me.”

“Now tell me,” he purred, hand grazing along your withering inner thighs until his fingers reached your slick covered, throbbing folds. You let out a high pitched gasp at the contact, legs parting wider in full submission to the dark blue Na’Vi above you. He stroked a finger between your lower lips and you whined, bucking your hips. “How many have touched you here?”

“S-six.” He quickly slid a long digit into your wet heat and you cried out.

“How about now?” He demanded in a low tone, slowly thrusting his finger out and back into you, curling it up into you.

“Se-seven!” You moaned.

His finger continued thrusting into you and your walls squeezed around him. “So fucking tight. Are you sure it’s only Seven?”

“Yes!” You whined, lifting your hips to reach his movements, only for him to add another finger and you gasped out again. Your body was jolting in pleasure. “Y-you feel so good, Neteyam.”

“I know, yawne (love).” He shushed you, leaning over to kiss you and continue moving his fingers inside of you. The squelching of your wetness filled the air and his cock throbbed. You eagerly kissed him back, relishing in the feeling of his fingers curling up into your spongey spot and scissoring you open.

Unexpectedly, he withdrew his fingers and you pouted at the loss of contact making him chuckle. “Lay on your tummy for me, yawntutsyìp.”

Instantly, you flipped over, shifting to your hands and knees and arching your back, lifting your ass into the air to present your ripe, dripping cunt to him. “Such a filthy little thing,” he mused, pressing himself to your back and kissing your shoulders. “So obedient… are you this obedient for the others?”

“No,” you exhaled titling your head back into his touches on your back, “only you, Netyam.”

“Good girl.”

You mewled, arching your back into him, feeling his hard, thick cock slide against your dripping cunt. It was a sensation you hadn’t ever experienced, and you suddenly craved more. You need more. You needed him.

His hand wrapped around the base of his length and guided the tip of his dick along your slick heat. He moaned against your skin, the deep vibrations on your shoulder blades filling you with need and excitement.

“How many?” He asked, fangs grazing your skin and playfully tapping his cockhead on your clit.

You moaned, bucking your hips back into him. “H-how many what?”

He growled, fangs nipping at your shoulder. “How many cock’s have filled you up?”

“None,” you breathed out. You instantly felt him freeze above your body and your heart sunk. He pulled back, leaning away from you, leaving you on all fours and you suddenly wanted the ground to swallow you whole.

“Ne-Neteyam?” The crack in your voice sent a pang of pain through his heart, guilt consuming all of his sense.

You were a virgin.

And all this time he assumed that you were being dicked down by a new Na’Vi every week when in actual fact, you had never been dicked down at all. Regret quickly consumed him as all the harsh words and ways that he had treated you rushed through his mind.

You pulled your legs forward, curling yourself up into a ball, covering yourself with your back to him. You felt small and embarrassed and wanted to disappear. Maybe this was a mistake…

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

“For what?” Sniffling, tears began to well up in your blue eyes.

His hands softly touched the sides of your arms as he crouched down behind you. “I didn’t know.”

“Of course, you wouldn’t,” a scoff escaped your now dry throat, “you just think I’m the clan’s royal whore. The Olo’eyktan and Tsahík’s eldest daughter who fucks everyone in sight, right?”

He swallowed nervously, sadness blooming within his chest. This was his fault. He had been so horrible to you because of all the assumptions and mocking. His heart was shattering as he realised how unfair he had been and how much it had impacted you as you now sat here with your back to him, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“No, Y/N, that’s not true. It wouldn’t matter to me at all even if it was,” he began, voice desperate as he tried to explain himself – hands comfortingly stroking your arms. He leaned his forehead into the back of your head, the curly strands and pearls in your hair, tickling his face as he pressed a kiss onto you.

“I’ve just hated seeing you with other people and I wasn’t sure why at first but now I know… it’s because oel ngati kameie (I see you) and I want you. And my behaviour towards you has been because I didn’t want to admit that to myself. I didn’t feel worthy enough for you so I started picking fights and being mean to you to try and come up with excuses as to why I didn’t like you. It was purely out of denial.”

“What are you talking about, Neteyam?” Your heart was bursting and pounding in your ears at his words. At his truth.

“I see you, Y/N. I see how strong and skilled you are. I see how you’ll try to protect anyone around you, even if it means you’ll put yourself in danger too. I see how caring you are with those you love and how considerate you can be. I see how you will stop at nothing to get what you want. And I see how truly and utterly beautiful you are from the inside to out. I have fallen for you since I arrived here in Awa’atlu and you are the chief’s eldest daughter. The clan’s Golden Girl. I didn’t feel good enough for you. Seeing you with other people made me think you didn’t want me so I was trying to pretend that I didn’t want you.”

Tears were falling down your face at his confession. Everything his said rang through with sincerity and yearning and your insides swelled in delight and relief. He wanted you as much as you wanted him.

“Oel ngati kameie, Neteyam.” The three words escaped your mouth, barely above a whisper but he heard them. He smiled against your hair, inhaling your sweet aroma and sighed, pulling you closer. “We’ve been complete skxawngs then, haven’t we? Nobody has made me feel the way you do.” You laughed lightly through your tears, leaning back into his embrace.

“We have.” He laughed with you before scooting around to face you, his hands reached your face and he used his thumbs to gently wipe away the tears on your cheeks. “Promise me that you’ll never let another touch you again?”

“I promise. I only want you.” You giggled, leaning in to press your lips to his soft, plump ones but you quickly pulled back with your hand reaching for your large braid hidden between your curly locks. He beamed at your words, eyes widening as you presented him with your queue. “I want to be mated with you, Neteyam. Only you.”

“Are you sure you want this, yawntutsyìp? To be mated for life?” Reaching for his own queue amongst his braids, he was searching for confirmation in your eyes.

You nodded, a small smile gracing your mouth. “I have fallen for you too, Ma Neteyam.”

His lips were on yours in an instant, hungrily chasing your touch as your arms snaked around his neck. With his hands grabbing your thighs, he hoisted you up, pulling you closer to him.

“I want you so badly,” you murmured against his lips, heart full of desire.

Without waiting any longer, he pulled back and lifted his queue up to yours. The tendrils danced and swayed ecstatically, reaching, and desperate to touch each other. You both held the ends of your queue’s closer, the tendrils effectively intertwining causing both of your pupils to dilate whilst you both gasped at the euphoric sensation.

You were breathing, feeling and thinking in sync. You could understand each other’s deepest thoughts and truest emotions. You were now connected and mated for life.

“I need you,” he purred. “Now.” Roughly holding your hips, he pushed you onto your back.

“Oh Great Mother!” You cried as Neteyam pulled your legs apart, lifting your legs over his shoulders. His breath was hot on your inner thighs as he pressed gentle kisses along them, fangs nipping on the flesh until he reached your core.

“Has anyone ever gone down on you before?” He pressed a light kiss on your mound and your shakily exhaled.

“No. I haven’t let them. I was waiting for you, my mate.”

He let out a primal moan, “so good for me.” And dipped his head between your legs, his wet tongue licking up your sweet, slick folds. “You’re delicious.”

Shivering, your hands made their way into his hair, tugging at his braids as he continued to taste your wetness. Letting out a whine, you begged, “I want to touch you, too.”

“Not today, we have the rest of our lives for that so, for now, I only want to feel your sweet pussy around me.” He began to place wet kisses below your belly button, as if he could feel the butterflies swarming within you at his words before continuing, “wanna hear you scream my name when you cum around my cock.”

Small vibrations tingled your skin as he spoke and you could feel yourself loosing all sense of coherent thinking whilst your core began to ache with need. “Neteyam,” you moaned out in desperation.

“You like the sound of that don’t you, yawntutsyìp?” He spoke lowly as he began to rub the pad of his thumb along your warm, wet folds. “So wet and needy… all for me.”

With your arousal dripping as Neteyam slowly slipped a slender finger into your heat making you moan out, you clenched around him and lifted your hips – grinding into him, signalling for more. “Want your cock now, Ma Neteyam.”

He only chuckled, starring up at you with wide, lusty green eyes. “We both know that I won’t fit if I don’t take care of you first, yawntutsyìp.”

“But Nete-”

He suddenly cut you off, pressing his tongue against your heat and licking up your clit making you moan at the heavenly feeling. He then pulled back, sucking wet kisses along your inner thighs whilst he casually slid another finger into your entrance before pushing into you knuckle deep as if he was reaching for beyond your g-spot.

Moaning, your hips lifted to his touch whilst his mouth attached itself to your throbbing clit causing you to gasp out. Moving his fingers, pumping them into you at a steady pace and curling them up into the right spot, you began to arch your back in pleasure, high pitched moans escaping your mouth as his tongue flicked over your sensitive nub.

“F-fuck.”

“Do you feel good, oeyä yawne (my love)?”

Eyes fluttering shut, your fingers laced between the braided locks of his hair, encouraging his movements. “S-so good!”

This made Neteyam’s cock swell with need and he increased the speed he was sucking and lapping at your clit at whilst adding another digit to pump into you. He loved the panting and soft moans which left your perfect lips as your walls tightened around his fingers that were coated in your arousal.

Clenching around his three fingers, he curled them up into you causing you to tug at his hair, tilting your head back in pleasure despite the slight stretch he was giving you as he spread his fingers apart inside of you.

Neteyam let out breathy groans upon the feeling of his hair being pulled at in regards to your pleasure, sending vibrations straight to your clit which his soft lips were wrapped over causing you to cry out. “I- Neteyam, I-.”

He leaned back, allowing your heaving chest to calm down to catch your breath. His eyes were concerned as he gazed up at your fucked out eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“I feel strange.”

Confusion flashed in his orbs before he realised what was happening. He could sense that you were close to your orgasm through tsaheylu and he raised his brows with a smirk before he spoke lowly. “Has nobody made you cum before, pretty girl?”

Your wide eyes said enough. Nobody had ever made you orgasm before. Nobody had pleasured you enough to let you reach that point. Until Neteyam.

“Don’t worry, yawntutsyìp. The first time you cum, will be around my cock. And then when youre ready, I will make you cum in my mouth. Then on my fingers. And then I’ll let you ride my thighs if you’re lucky.”

His deep voice, filled your ears whilst he kissed along your torso up to your chest. Gentely kissing your hardened buds and flicking his tongue over them. Moans escaped your mouth and you felt like a hot, flustered mess.

“I need you, Neteyam.” Sitting up, you bit your lip, using all of your strength to grab Neteyam’s shoulders and push him onto his back. His head hit the mossy rocks beneath you both. You felt desperate and greedy and you wanted him now.

“Oeyä yawne,” you began in a slow, silky tone as you moved above your shocked mate, legs resting on either side of is thick thighs and pussy hovering over of his large, hard cock.

Trailing your fingertips up his thighs, a low groan escaped him as your small hand slowly wrapped around the girthy base of his dick. Veins were running along the base to the mushroom shaped tip of his cock which was throbbing, it’s slit beginning to leaking a bead of precum.

Neteyam’s cock was huge in your hand, you weren’t able to get your index finger and thumb to touch around it. It was mouth-watering, yet, you felt nervous. He was so big.

“Please let me have you,” you purred, placing your other hand on his muscular chest – feeling his fast heartbeat. He swallowed back a moan, moving his hand to wrap tightly around your wrist. Your eyes instantly flickered up to his lusty ones as he halted your movements.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” He began – snaking other his hand onto the curve of your hip, “we can wait.”

You giggled at your mate’s concern. “Please no, I want you so bad.” You lowered yourself until your heat lightly grazed the tip of his thick length. Your slick dripped onto him and he let out an airy breath.

Neteyam wanted nothing more and was absolutely craving to be inside of you and feel you around him. He released your wrist, reaching for the other side of your hip. “I’m all yours, yawntutsyìp.”

And with that, your hand guided the base of his thick, hard dick, lining the bulging tip up against your entrance. Slowly, you lowered yourself down onto his cock by an inch, allowing the head to separate your walls in a dull ache making your hiss at the feeling. However, you knew it would last much longer so you decided to continue sinking even lower onto him until your lit hit his pubic bone and he was buried inside you to the hilt.

Neteyam moaned at the feeling of your convulsing, wet heat around him before his eyes flickered to yours in concern, gently caressing your hips. Your cunt felt so warm, wet and tight around him and all he wanted to do was to flip you over and fuck you into oblivion. But he wanted to prioritise your comfort before anything else.

“Are you okay? You’re doing so well for me, yawne. So perfect.”

With your breath caught in your throat, you carefully exhaled – trying to relish in the pleasurable warmth of feeling every single inch of him so deep inside of you as you adjusted to him stretching you open. You placed your hands on his muscular chest to support yourself whilst you blinked hazily, clenching around him at his praise.

“F-feel so full.”

“Take your time, baby.” He lovingly took one of your hands between his to then place the sweetest kiss on the back of your hand.

“You’re so big, Neteyam.” You whined, fully enjoying the feeling of him filling you up. The pair of you were so comfortable like this, now. Almost satisfying the intimacy you had both needed from each other for so long.

He snickered with a small smirk, “I know.”

You rolled your eyes at his comment but now you felt that you were completely adjusted to his size, you wanted to tease him a little…

Rising your hips up high, his length slid out of you until only the tip of his cock rested between your folds and you quickly sunk back onto him making you both moan at the feeling of him filling you up so fast.

“S-shit.” He stuttered, tightly gripping your hips as he grinded up into you making your walls clench around him. With a small smirk on your lips, you began to repeat your actions – bouncing up and down onto his thick cock and setting a slow and hard pace.

“Such a good girl.” He praised you, eyelids closing as he tilted his head back and large hands grabbed your thighs to help guide you as your rode his length. “K-keep going. Fuck.”

You found yourself becoming desperate for more. Desperate for release. He made you feel so full and you adored the breathy moans and noises he made.

There was nothing better than having the man you used to argue with daily about silly little things, now as your mate underneath you and wanting more.

His hands trailed up your body to your bouncing tits and he gently pinched your sensitive nipples causing soft moans to fill the air until he suddenly grinded up into you, making your walls tighten around him. You cried out as the tip of his cock hit your cervix. He watched in awe when his length continued to slid so deep into you and out again, coating him in your slick whilst your breasts bounced and face contorted in pleasure.

Continuing to meet each other’s thrusts, you felt breathless as his cock continuously kissed the perfect spot inside of you, light cries of pleasure escaping your throat.

“You’re so perfect, Ma Neteyam.” You exhaled, face heating up at how flawless he looked, close to falling apart under you. His abs and arms were flexing, eyes in a love and lust filled haze, lips wet and parted whilst you bounced on his thick length.

He slowed his thrusts whilst you continued to take him. “My pretty girl. Doing so well for me, yawntutsyìp.”

You moaned, speeding up your pace on his length as you clenched around him. Your thighs were beginning to ache from your actions. “Fuck, Nete-”

Before you knew it, he was sitting up still sheathed inside of you and wrapping his arms tightly around your waist to halt your movements. With your hands still resting on his toned chest, you breathed out – whines leaving your mouth and confusion crossing your features.

“Get on your knees for me.” He began with a low tone as he panted, “wanna take you from behind.”

Your cunt tightened at his words.

“Yeah, you want me to take you from behind? Your pussy just got so tight around me, dirty girl.”

“Yes,” you mewled, wanting nothing more, “fuck me hard. Give me everything, Neteyam.”

He placed his lips onto yours before pulling out of you and harshly flipping you over making you squeal in surprise. Yours hands gripped the spongey moss underneath you as his large hands gripped your thighs to spread them further apart allowing your arousal to leak out of you.

“Fuck,” your mate cursed under his breath as he dragged a finger along your dripping folds, causing you to push yourself back into his hand in desperation. Retracting his hand, a dark chuckle left his lips, “look at you, baby. So needy for my cock.”

Before you could respond, one of his hands gripped your hip and the other grabbed the base of his veiny cock – guiding it to your slick covered entrance and he easily pushed back into your core. The sensation of him filling you up once again, making you cry out in ecstasy.

Neteyam moaned, watching himself disappear into you before he leaned over to whisper in your ear. “Your cunt is so pretty being stretched open by my cock and only my cock,” he growled into your neck, fangs almost piercing your soft skin.

You smiled, biting your lip back. “Bet it would be even prettier stuffed full of your cum.”

“Fuck, that’s it.” Neteyam instantly pulled back before slamming himself back into your heat, your words nearly pushing him over the edge. He continued his actions, repeatedly slamming into you with both hands on your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts.

Nothing could be heard throughout the cove apart from the sound of the waves crashing against the rock, skin slapping against skin, your fucked-out whines and Neteyam’s airy moans.

The pair of you were completely consumed in feeling each other and making each other feel good. In your lust and love driven hazes, it was like you two were the only people on Pandora.

Neteyam’s balls hit against your clit with every thrust he made, making you arch your back into him. The slightly different angle, allowed his cock to hit deeper within you, brushing against your g-spot causing small cries to leave your throat as you gripped the moss beneath you to steady yourself from his hard thrusts.

“F-faster,” you croaked out between his thrusts – head lolling forwards onto the ground and carrying the only thing you were able to think about: Neteyam.

His hips met your ass one more time before he slowed his pace, a veiny hand grazing along the bare skin of your back making you giggle as his fingertips tickled you. “I said faster, my mate.”

Neteyam laughed lightly, leaning forward, and pressed wet kisses along your shoulders. “Behave or I’ll pull your hair and tail.”

You groaned, pushing your ass back into him, letting his cock brush your cervix. “Please do,” you breathed out.

Once he began to thrust into you again, his hand wrapped around a fist-full of your hair and you moaned as the sensation, your head leaning back as your lips parted. Your walls gripped his cock like a vice and he grunted, using more force to slam his hips into you – a heated feeling of euphoria building up within you.

“Holy shit,” he exhaled between thrusts as your pussy squelched around him, “your cunt is clenching so hard, baby. You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?”

“Y-yes wanna c-cum s-so bad!”

He smirked, tugging harder on your hair with one hand whilst the other snaked around the base of your tail. You mewled as his fingers began to tighten around your thick tail and the tip of his cock hit your cervix, the pleasure almost becoming overwhelming and you knew you felt that strange sensation again. Neteyam could feel it too.

You could feel everything so intensely; from his cock twitching inside of you as he hit the deepest spot within you to his his hands pulling at your hair and tail. You felt so cared for, so full, so safe and in bliss as your entire body relaxed under his touch and was about to tip over the edge.

“N-Netaym! T-think I’m g-gonna c-cum!”

“I know, yawne, me too.” He panted, groans of pleasure filling the air with your gasps and moans. Speeding up the pace of his hips slamming into you, he began chasing his own high too.

“C-cum in me.”

“Don’t worry, yawntutsyìp. Gonna fill you up so much,” his voice was low and entrancing to your ears. “You’ve been such a good girl for me, cream all over my cock.”

With your cunt clamping down onto his thick cock on last time, you began to see stars as he finally burst with one last thrust, deep into you – thick white ropes of cum shooting out from the tip of his cock and onto your cervix. Your pussy began convulsing around him as your orgasm overtook you.

Loud cries of euphoria left your swollen lips as you came down from your high with shaking legs and Neteyam’s arms wrapped themselves tightly around your waist as he came down from his own orgasm, still buried deep and pumping his seed far into your womb.

“Oh Great Mother,” you breathed out, allowing yourself to collapse onto the softness of the moss-covered rock, letting your mates now softening cock slip out of you. He followed straight after, collapsing beside you, wrapping his hot, sweaty body around yours.

“You were so good for me. Made me feel so good. How are you feeling now?” He puffed out, eyes fluttering closed as he rested his head onto your shoulder after pressing a tender kiss to your soft cheek.

“So good,” you exhaled, chest heaving whist your twisted on your side to take a look at your fucked out mate.

“I’m so happy that you’re mine now,” he dreamily breathed through his nose, hands caressing your sides.

“Does that mean no more bickering?” A giggle left your lips as he pressed a chaste kiss to them.

“I hope not,” he laughed.

And that was it. No more miscommunications. No more hiding feelings. And no more of your exploring with others because Neteyam was the one you had been looking for all along. Of course, you both still bickered over silly little things, but that was what made you fall for each other in the first place.

Neteyam knew his future would be full of spoiling you, and now he wanted to. If excessive demands for new materialistic items would make you happy, then he would do it without hesitation. His mind was already wondering off to how you would show him your thanks for the efforts he would go through to get you whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted it.

It’s funny how how thin the line is between loving someone and hating them.

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