#na'vi quaritch

[choclodox]

Avatar: The Way of Water - Deleted Scenes Pt. 🥊 ⁣⁣

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Cupcake still owes him a knuckle sandwich⁣⁣

[nin3kyuu]

ehehehehe

She got overwhelmed

[tsukioreo]

Quaritch’s dramatic portrait

Had to redo his shading twice but absolutely love the result !! He is very pretty ! 💙

[teyamloving12]

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫l

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Miles Quaritch x F!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ content, large age gap, cursing, mentions of violence, implied sex, dub-con, abuse of authority, unprotected sex, etc.

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: He was always watching. He saw you grow up into who you are now and only chuckled at the snarky remarks you made towards him.

He was vigilant, at least that what his mother would say when he was young. He was always wary of the people and things that dared to breathe around him. Maybe that is why he was held in high regard-- no, people didnt show him any regard or esteem. They were not at ease as a consequence of his barbaric tactics. The excruciating demands from his mouth when he bellowed commands to the inferior was immeasurable.

"𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞."

His lean muscles become tense whilst he caught a glimpse of the imbeciles that bowed before him. The little bastard of one of the recombinants would only amuse herself with the teddy bear that had a broken button as its eye in the corner of the meeting room.

His eyes would turn to then look at the little girl and she would express tenderness. A smile meritorious of millions, a piece of treasure that would glisten when polished. She was the ripest fruit upon the tree.

He softened for once in his life but he regained his composure and scoffed at the little, joyful creature. She is pathetic like her father. Always smiling and galavanting about the place. "No wonder Sully killed him", he said in a low-pitched tone. The fool left his little bastard after conjuring her up in her mother's womb. Is that what a man is? What whore of a woman opens her legs during war?

From a mere babe to a woman, he watched with keen eyes as you matured. He knew you despised his existence. He knew you picked up your father's soft and wimpish heart and mind. He felt a glare full of disgust from across the room. He only chuckled. Inadequate. You were pathetic, however, how could he resist that malevolent glow in your eyes?

The meeting room was packed like sardines and as loud as a clap of thunder. Shouts and cries of annoyance and protest echoed across the meeting room. Quaritch tilted his head at the sight of his team at each other's throats. "Jake Sully is a traitor that must be killed immediately", he roared. His ear-splitting voice boomed across the room.

"I beg to disagree", _____ said with an iron hand. "You come to their home demanding control and honor.", ______ started. Not a hint of apprehensiveness came from your tone. "This is their home and you came to disrespect it, therefore Sully chose the right path to leave rather than to stay.", _____ continued, fearing not the consequences that came after. "You got your mother's smart mouth huh?", Quaritch chuckled.

Though his hair was gray with white streaks on both sides of his head, his body was still muscular and strong. He had the ability to strike fear in anyone that he came across, young or old. "You are a fool to think that the Navi will give up their home for you. How confident do you have to be?", ______ clapped back at his supposingly insult.

No one in this world had the capability to wipe a petulant expression from his face. The Colonel's grin fell from his face. His eyes narrowed at the woman before him. "A fool, did you just call me a fool, little girl?", he focused your attention on his last two words. "I'm not your little girl.", _______ uttered. He then had the nerve to turn his back to you showing that your words had no significance to him.

He didn't care. He never did.

The little bastard that would play with her teddy bear has finally grown up. So grown, she had the effrontery and impudence to disrespect him. Quaritch faced you but his face was not of stone, almost as if he was laughing at your remark.

"When your whore of a mother decided to spread her legs in the middle of war, I gave her pity. She was lucky enough to give birth and she was lucky that I had not killed you.", he mouthed. You heard a few giggles from the recombinants in the room." This is the same place where you were raised, where you are fed. This is where you were grown and you will remember who you're talking to, little girl", he finished, emphasizing the last two words once more.

"Colonel or not, you will not dare to insult my mother like that.", _______ retorted. "The dead has no power, she's dead and so is your daddy. What will they do?", Quaritch snickered. The recombinants made comments on how your mother would have attacked him spiritually, earning a chuckle from Quaritch.

"Leave", he stated. The recombinants began to leave, confused by the sudden command. "You, stay", Quaritch demanded. You glared at the disgusting man that stood tall before you. "What do you want?", ______ mumbled. Quaritch grabbed you by your chin. "Do you hate me?", he asked with a smirk. After a moment of silence, your eyes met his. "More than ever", I responded. He scoffed at your remark. It was not what he had expected.

Out of rage and frustration, he pushed you back. Your figure collided with the edge of the meeting table causing immense, nerve-wrecking pain. "What the fuck is wrong with you?", ______ yelled, holding your side. "It's funny.", he deadpanned. "Funny how I wasted my resources on a bitch who claims she hates me.", He said, walking towards you. "Your glares won't kill me.", he added

Quaritch grabbed you by the nape of your neck. You attempted to defend yourself by slapping him across his face. He threw you on the meeting table with ease. Your breath hitched as you felt your back make contact with the stern, glass table. "You will learn that ungratefulness and disobedience come with a price.", he declared. Your glares were vicious until you heard it.

The sound of his belt buckle being undone...

Your heart dropped. "No", _____said, denying his advances. "You're still denying me, little girl", he cringed at your refusal. "You are abusing the authority that you have.", ______ exclaimed in fright. "Scream. Tell them. Tell them how you hate me.", Quaritch snickered. Tears streamed down your face, stopping at you chin. "You and I both know that this room is soundproof. They won't hear you", he whispered the last sentence.

The worst happened. You closed your eyes, praying to God in your head. You hoped you were just dreaming. Unfortunately, you were wide awake, living in a nightmare he had created. He towered over your frozen figure. "You had so much mouth just now.", Quaritch smirked. "Sometimes that nasty ass attitude hides your pretty face", he added. You closed your eyes, refusing to look at his bulging member.

The tip was rubbing against the soaked spot on your panties. Your head was spinning. On the verge to faint, Quaritch began to speak up. "Why are you wet if you hate me?". His forehead was dripping in sweat. His swollen cock was in his fist whilst he teased at the tip, spreading his precum on your underwear. Quaritch thought about you. He thought of how he would shot what makes him feel heavenly. He knew you learned fast and would care for him like he wanted.

"Do you still hate me?", he asked again. His cock twitched as he slid your panties aside revealing a soaked slit. Your eyes fluttered open instantly. He attempted to push him away but he was clearly stronger. The veins on his cock bulged like a beast. It was hungry and ready to strike. "I absolutely despise yo-ahhh", you were met with his cock half way inside yet you felt full.

He groaned. "Fuck. Should've done this earlier.", he muttered under his breath. Your pussy was squeezing him, tight enough to cut off blood flow to his lower body or maybe he was just too big. "Take it out!", you exclaimed throwing punches at his chiseled torso. Your command was a clearly a joke. He trailed his fingers to your clit and places them into your face to show you the truth. Your body wants it. It was obvious.

"Admit it little girl, you always wanted it", he declared. Did you? Did you really want it? "I-", you were caught up in your words and thoughts. You hated him, he was unjust and cruel. So why is your body betraying you at this moment?

“f-fuck—” Quaritch breathed, and his voice lets out a shaky call of your name. “fuck baby,” he says hoarsely, voice cracking ever so slightly as he groaned. Quaritch bit his lip, fighting back a moan as he pushed himself slowly into you even more. Your back arched as you let out a shaky moan.

He grabbed your hips as he thrusted inside you with no mercy. “are you mine?”, Quaritch asks and the rough, deep tone is such a turn on for you. You hated yourself for moaning like a common slut for him, your colonel. The one you hated all your life.

“Don’t cover your mouth. No one can hear you. And even if they could, who do you think would help you, hmm?” Quaritch said. "I-I don't know" ______ whimpered. He quickened his actions further. You could feel your orgasm building deep within your core.

A lustful feeling, taking over every last rational thought your brain had left to offer. "P-please slow down." ______ begged. You whined in response, sparks of pleasure shooting from your dampened core. The unbearable sound of squelching filled the space around you. A small moan escaped from your lips.

You didn’t want this. You didn’t. But as the pleasure became so unbearable you became unsure. You felt yourself clench down on Quaritch's hard, throbbing cock. Your orgasm overtook your shaking body, ripples of pleasure coursed through you. You cried out from the aching pleasure. 

Although he hadn't finished, he pulled out. He stared at the face you had. He fucked you dumb. Now you will know your place. "Do you hate me?", he asked with a smirk. "Never~", you moaned, your pussy still sensitive from his cock.

Good little girl.

[proffesionalalpaca]

Avatar 3 Wishlist - item #1 : Varang and Quaritch Team up

My anticipation for these two is insane and I can’t wait to see them.

More versions of the drawing under the cut.

The feeling when you Finally finish that WIP that’s been haunting your files lol.

Some clearer images without the background and overlays. Plus a version without the body paint.

Quaritch’s outfit based on the leaked image from avatar 3 - includes my own breakdown

[whxre-bxby]

request for reader waking up to being pounded by quaritch and/or deep throated by lyle

love ur works!<333

the more the merrier lmao. thank you <3

"Sleep Won't Do It"

Recom Miles Quaritch x Recom f. Y/N x Recom Lyle Wainfleet

Masterlist

Summary: (what the ask says) The recoms are having a hard time adapting to their new bodies. Many overcome it by excessive sleeping. But sleep doesn't help Quaritch or Lyle. Both need something else and you're there to help them.

WARNINGS: pure filthy smut, somnophilia, non-con, praise kink, penetration f, blowjob, dacryphilia, male ejaculation

Word Count: 2245

The last few days had been tough for all the recoms including you. 

Everyone was and still is getting used to their new Avatar bodies and it’s more difficult than expected. 

Every time you wake up, there is a small hope inside all of the recoms that the hands that come to rub at the eyes are no longer blue. But every time, the body disappoints. 

Sleeping has become the only escape from this living nightmare. It was the only way any of you could cope with the Avatar. Or at least, that’s what you thought…

Our mission was still being planned so there wasn’t much to do at this time. It was so overwhelming to the mind that the body was so different. It made many of us feel constantly tired. That’s why you would often see us sitting or leaning against something with our head resting on our arms, fast asleep. I had passed out on the couch in our so-called ‘break room’ about an hour ago. The couch was obviously big for a human but even to me as a recom, it was large. There had most likely been some mistake in measuring. Perhaps they assumed the Avatars were larger. Now, about 3 Avatars could lie comfortably on it. 

I’m fast asleep, laying on the softly woven sofa which smells of freshly washed clothes. My head is resting on my outstretched arms in front of me because I’m laying on my stomach. The tail which is one of the most difficult things to control is finally laying still, draping over my bare legs. Loose shorts cover my lower half and are barely visible under the large t-shirt I have over my torso. Soft breaths leave my sensitive nose in a slow rhythm, displaying my calm and relaxed state. I’m not in a deep sleep, it’s light but all and any rest help. 

My mind is peacefully quiet for once. No buzzing thoughts have managed to keep me awake this time. In the background, my now bigger ears can hear the soft churring of the coffee machine rebooting itself. The sound acts as a subliminal for me, letting me drift into relaxation. 

I hear a light creaking of either the floor behind me or the door to the room. My ears tilt in the direction of the noise but it doesn’t alarm my subconscious self so I manage to stay asleep. 

Another noise hints to a faint whisper of someone’s voice but I don’t properly even comprehend that because it’s muffled by the coffee machine. 

Following the minimally quiet commotions is silence. Nothing happens for a while, letting me dose off into deeper sleep. 

Within the next minute, the top couch cushion’s soft material dips as someone’s weight is put on it. My body picks up on the movements, knowing I cannot be imagining it this time. They don’t wake me, but they stop me from completely sleeping like a log. 

“Not a noise.” I hear someone hush. It sounds like an order and the voice sounds vaguely familiar but there’s no reason to be afraid. It could be in my dream. 

There is some shuffling around me and chilly goosebumps rise on my skin but I’m still fast asleep. No pain is being inflicted on my body that would cause me to frantically awake. 

“Control yourself, otherwise I won’t let ya’ near ‘er.” Another order voiced itself. This time it was above and behind me. 

“Yes, sir.” 

Hm. What odd dreams. 

My body is gently moved and once what feels like hands are no longer holding my hips, my lower half seems to be resting slightly higher and at a different angle than before. 

My tail is no longer resting over my legs but it’s being held up in the air. Yet my body is too exhausted to wake me up. 

What feels like a few seconds have been many minutes and I’ve grown used to the touches. They didn’t hurt so why worry? But I must be dreaming of them. 

Then, another weird feeling is perceived by my body. It’s coming from a sensitive region and I can feel it all. 

This time, my body wakes up, making my eyes flutter open with a huff of air leaving my nose. I’m so tired but this sensation and the handling being inflicted on my body have me raising my head to see what’s happening. 

The next inhale of air makes me realise I can no longer smell the fresh washing detergent of the couch nor can I hear the buzzing coffee machine. Instead, I smell a thick musk which fills my nostrils and makes my pupils blow wide. Right above me, I can hear heavy breathing and in front of me a lightly raspy chuckle. My senses return to me after my nap and now I can feel a weight on me. The heavy breathing fans against the top of my head and my body is nudged forwards every few seconds. 

I swiftly turn my head to the side because all this feels foreign to me. My eyes go wide when I see what is happening. It takes me a while to understand who and what is happening, but once the realisation hits me, a gasp escapes my lips. 

I can see and feel my Colonel on top of me. He has a hand around the back of my neck, keeping me held down against the couch cushions while the other is bent, having him lean on his forearm for weight support. Both my legs have been opened more than I remember. My tail has been moved to the side and it’s Quaritch’s toned hips snapping forwards and against me every few seconds that make me rock back and forth. 

Only once I see what he’s doing do I start to properly feel it. My superior officer is buried balls deep inside my pussy and his relentless thrusts cause me to cry out between clenched teeth. 

“Shhh… stay quiet.” the Colonel coos into my ear through heavy pants. His hot breath makes a shiver run up my spine which only now makes me realise that I have been stripped bare. 

A large hand gently grasps my jaw, making me look forwards. My eyes meet Lyle’s and I notice he, just like Quaitch and me, is naked too. He’s smirking down at my flushed face of embarrassment. 

My ears are pinned back and my eyes begin to tear up. This was even more overwhelming than just waking up to a blue body. 

“You’re doin’ real good, Buttercup.” Lyle praised me, running his thumb over my warm cheek with a smile. 

“Sleep doesn’t do it for us, sweet’eart.” Quaritch mutters through heavy breaths. His voice is raspy and sounds strained. 

“Relax.” he breathes out into my ear. “Let it happen, darlin’.”

I whine when his next thrust causes his abdomen to slap against my ass. My skin will turn red if he continues like that. 

“You gonna be good?” he asks, slowing down his movements while he waits for my answer.  

I’m not sure about my answer. My eyes clench closed in frustration and I whimper. 

“I’ll reward your behaviour, sweet’eart. C’mon.” Quaritch urges me, wanting me to agree so he can focus on his pleasure again. 

I sniffle and then nod my head. “Yes-” I faintly whisper while gasping for air.

Behind me, Quaritch purrs in approval.

“Good girl.” he whispers, pressing his lips to the side of my neck. His harsh thrusts resume and tears form in my eyes. 

Lyle steals back my attention, angling my head to face his crotch. I watch him with wide eyes, still feeling confused as to why this is happening while he strokes himself a few times. 

Perhaps they had so much built-up frustration in them from the change of body that they needed a different kind of release. 

Lyle brought the tip of his throbbing cock to my lips, placing it on them. 

��Open up, baby.” He says, gently pulling my jaw down. I listen to him while fighting back the forming tears. 

I open my mouth, slightly sticking my flattened tongue out for him. A small grin forms on his face as he slowly pushes himself into my mouth. I can only take half of him before he reaches the back of my throat. 

“Let me use you, Buttercup. I promise te’ make it up to ya’ later.” he said and I caught the hint of desperation in his voice. I wasn’t going to fight or beg them for anything, I was too tired for that. So I just listened and gave Lyle a faint nod of my head. 

He caresses my cheek in praise before pulling out. Both his hands are now placed on the back of my head. I can only imagine what is to come. 

Once again he starts to push his hips forward, driving his dick further into my mouth than before. His tip brushes against the back of my mouth before diving deeper into my throat. 

I hold onto the side of the couch pillow for dear life, tightly grasping the cushion. My tightly screwed-closed eyes now have tears spilling from them and both men can hear my muffled chokes and coughs as I fight back gags. 

“Don’t cry, baby.” Quaritch coos and his voice is oddly comforting. But just through those few words I manage to hear how he says them through a small grin. Did my crying turn him on? 

In the next second, he leans forward and his tongue licks away one of the hot tears flowing down my cheek. Lyle wipes another away with his thumb, just momentarily ripping his gaze from my lips. 

With tears or not, I’m baring through it all. Both of them are my superiors and I do want to be good for them. No matter how sick and twisted the context of it is. I am eager to please them both. 

That’s why I was a crying mess right now, with a reddened and stained face of silent tears. Perhaps I’m being pushed to my limit, but I don’t care. 

Lyle is holding my head in place, making me take all of him and deepthroat his cock. Quaritch is switching between rhythms but he doesn’t let his sharp thrusts falter once. His canines are tracing the skin of my neck, dangerously threatening to draw blood. 

I cry out when his movements manage to speed up even more. His thrusts finally grow sloppy and desperate, telling me he is close to his release. The Colonel’s heavy breathing is replaced by grunts and growls. All he can think of is the pleasure he feels. 

Lyle has his head thrown back in bliss, seeming to slowly come undone in front of me. All his muscles are flexed as he too nears his high. 

“Fuck, darlin’. Ya’ feel so good.” Quaritch snarled into my ear. “Such a good girl. Gonna cum all over you.” 

My watery eyes close again at his words. I can feel his dick twitch and suddenly, Quaritch swiftly pulls out. 

Lyle’s hips stutter and he pushes himself in deeper than before one last time. My nose scrunches against the skin of his abdomen. That’s how deep inside my mouth he is. His body trembles and suddenly I feel him shoot his load of thick white ropes of cum down my throat. Lyle is cursing in pleasure, muttering something along with my name. He is so far down my throat, I’m forced to reflexively swallow everything he’s giving me. Swallowing around him makes my throat squeeze around his shaft, making Lyle moan and spurt a little more out. 

Quaritch quickly fists himself while holding my tail up with his other hand and I feel his load shoot all over my ass. It's a lot and it's starting to drip down and between my cheeks, over my abused pussy. 

“Fuckin hell’ look at you.” the Colonel muses, admiring the mess he made. 

Lyle is panting hard, recovering from his orgasm. His eyes meet my pleading ones and luckily he takes pity on me, gently pulling out so that I can breathe normally again. I let out a choking cough before swallowing more cum-stained saliva. He didn’t taste bad. Somewhere deep inside me, I enjoyed it all. 

Both men are more merciful now and even surprisingly affectionate. Lyle is ordered to get a cloth which Quaritch uses to clean me up with before re-dressing me. They put their own clothes on now too. 

I expected both of them to leave me alone after this. I’m still tired. Even more so now. My body is exhausted. 

They both got what they wanted, why stay? 

I assume they’re staying because they care for me. I know all the recoms do care for one another, so at least I was being given aftercare. God, do I need it. Quaritch lay down next to me, pulling my head onto his chest and whispering how well I did and that he will repay me some time. Lyle places himself behind me, loosely draping an arm over my waist. My tears have dried but I luckily forgot about all the discomfort with the way I was being gently cradled and held right now. 

Everyone has their own way of coping. If this is theirs then I can put up with that. Especially when I’m being treated like this afterwards.

Tag List: @ken-dala @ikranwings @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @number1gal @numarusworld @jatwow

[timetravellingshinigami]

[truetogaia]

no hes literally helping grandpa with his ipad

L: "to open it you have to make a password, what was the name of your first pet?"

Q: "why is that relevant."

L: "and if you wanna get to google, you click-"

[bluemurray]

When your dad is too popular:

and some things don't change:

Extra

The poor guy just wanted to give a gift. But Spider ain't having it. Best of luck next time! (if it is possible)

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<I imagine Spider would decide to fully transition into a na'vi, and if he did, he might be even bigger than his dad (his human form stands at 6'1 if I still remember correctly ̗̀(ꙨꙨ)ː̖́)

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and also Spider ready to throw some hands:

[plooto]

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ sayrìp . ft. miles quaritch

. synopsis -> as your eyes trailed upwards, your breath stopped. he was gorgeous..much prettier than any of the na’vi you’ve seen before.

. warnings -> recom!quaritch , mo’at’ite!reader , au where the rda doesn’t care abt jake anymore , rda brought deja blu back for security , forbidden love!au , jake is kinda mean? , reader is not tsakarem nor tsahik .

. words -> 2.4k

. notes -> i really don’t know where i was going with this..

you were precious. being the youngest of mo’at and eytukan, you always wanted to make your parents smile. rather it be helping mother with in the healers tent, or helping father from the ikrans, you were whatever they needed, and the people appreciated the assistance.

when hometree was destroyed and neytiri chose the dreamwalker jakesully, you stood by your mother, continuing to offer her help where she needed.

years later, when the people moved up to high camp with jakesully’s human friends, you were given more free time than you had previously. you opted for flies with your ikran pu’ti whenever you had the chance, not returning until just before eclipse. or you’d take walks, feeling the happiness in the beautiful lush as you felt eywa’s embrace.

you skipped across the thick branches of the trees, reciting your songcord as you went.

snap.

your ears twitched as you quieted, dropping low against the branch as you looked for what made the sound.

it was a na’vi..no.. another dreamwalker. you scowled silently, mumbling a soft ‘vrrtep’ - demon, under your breath. yet, no matter how much you detested the humans, you couldn’t take your eyes away from the false na’vi. the imposter was tall.. wearing strange clothes and one of those things jake calls a gun. as your eyes trailed upwards, your breath stopped. he was gorgeous..much prettier than any of the na’vi you’ve seen before. you tilted your head towards your extended foot, silently questioning how he was so pretty.

the man you dubbed sayrìp - handsome, pressed his large hand to his neck, mumbling the alien language before taking a scan of his surroundings before retreating.

letting out a breath you never knew you were holding, you quietly scampered away.

you didn’t see sayrìp for a while, but you couldn’t get him out of your head. his scent, his face, his voice.. you couldn’t get him to leave your thoughts.

“ there you are, sister.. ” you turned your head, looking at you sister, a gentle smile gracing your face.

“ neytiri, hi! ” you replied, standing to allow your sister to wrap you in a hug,

“ you look troubled..what is it? ” you tilted your head, had you really been moping because you haven’t seen your favorite demon in a week? you shook your head, blaming your mood on not going out to the forest in a while.

“ hm, well, if you are not busy until eclipse, mother has said it is okay for you to go. ” your ears perked up, the muscles above your eyes lifting.

“ really? ” you hugged your sister again, not waiting for confirmation before you called your ikran, running deep into the woods.

there he was, he was different, he felt different.. his pants were shorter, the coverings he wore on his feet were gone and he-

“ i know y’re here. ” your thoughts halted instantly, you looked down at the demon, expression filled with shock and a hint of confusion.

“ why d’nt you c’mon out, hm? ” you glanced around, as if you were searching your brain for the translations to the words he said. eyes narrowed, you made your way down the tree, approaching him from behind with your head low, eyes scanning him. sayrìp turned quickly, you jumped back, unsheathing your blade and holding it defensively.

“ woah-ho easy there cupcake, m’not gonna hurt ya. ” sayrìp held his hands up non-threateningly. you paused, blinking as you translated. you lowered the knife, but you didn’t put it away. you stepped closer to the man, steps slow and careful as you circled him as if you were checking what he was. unbeknownst to him, you were just checking him out from a closer radius.

“ y’like what’cha see? ” maybe he did know. you put your knife away slowly, still eyeing him skeptically.

“ why are you here? ” you hiss, speaking english to sayrìp. the man smirked,

“ why did you not kill me. ” you bit back at him, avoiding answering his question. the man shifted on his heels, his golden eyes taking in your form. it was only then that you realized how fast your heart was beating. the man lifted his arms, you didn’t see what he was doing before you were backing up, drawing your blade again.

“ ‘m just putting this down.. we can talk then. ” you watch him carefully as he strips himself of the weapon, when what he said turned out to be true, you relaxed, your tail no longer swaying cautiously, but rather with curiosity. the man lifts his arms out, displaying he is not a threat. slowly, you stepped towards him, your eyes trailing up his arm to look at the patch of black on his shoulder. you kept looking, trying to tip toe to see over his shoulder. he turned his head to you,

“ y’wanna sit? ” a smirk tugged at the corner of his lip, his fangs showing. you nodded once, translating still as hard with the strange way he speaks. the man sits, criss crossed in front of you, allowing you room to do the same. you settled, but you didn’t sit all the way, kneeling in front of him. heart pounding in your ears, you leaned closer to his face. the pattern of the stripes on his cheek, his tanhí starting to shine, the weird hair on his forehead.. you outstretched your first finger, curling the other two into your palm, poking at it. he shuts an eye,

“ peu- w- what is this. ” you ask him in english. he chuckles, looking at you with a weird look, your forehead creases and you pull away from him slightly.

“ my.. eyebrow..? ” you repeat the word back to him,

“ eye-brow.. what is it for? ” you tilted your head and shifted to across him, you didn’t pay attention to his response when you poked at his ear, eyes widening. you lifted your other hand to hold at one of your ears, double checking to see if your thought was right.

“ what’s y’r name? ”

“ your ears is short. why. ” you didn’t hear his question, your attention still on his ears, he raises his shoulders. you blinked at him, waiting for his response. he shook his head, waving his hand, which you grabbed onto.

“ y’r name, what is it? ” you pulled at his fourth finger,

“ yn. ” you said, accepting that his fourth finger is just like jake’s. you dropped his hand, it landing in his lap with a thud.

“ miles. ” your forehead creased as you took a shot at pronouncing it,

“ m- my-less.. ” he coughed, turning away from you to cover his mouth as he laughed. “ mi-less. ” he cleared. his throat before looking back at you,

“ my ” you lowered your head as you repeated,

“ my ”

“ ulls. ” you turned your head in confusion, but repeated anyways,

“ ulls. ” he lifted his hands and pushed them together.

“ miles. ” you both said in unison.

“ there y’go pumpkin! ” he smiled brightly, hand coming to squeeze your cheeks. your would have matched his if your cheeks weren’t smushed. you didn’t realize how close you were to him until you felt his breath on your nose. it twitched, you looked up at his eyes, they were slightly narrowed, taking in your face. your breathing was slow when it should have been fast, your mind was fuzzy when it should have been clear, you were leaning in when you should have been pulling away.

you trusted him.

you both were dangerously close..breaths tangling a forbidden dance, one that should never be.. so why did it feel so right? his lips were on yours, you kissed him back. a large four fingered hand goes to the back of your head, deepening the kiss and not giving you a moment to thing before his other hand went around your waist.

you pulled way, heat racing and breathing fast. it was nearly eclipse..you didn’t have much time before it was here. you pulled away from him fully, rising to your feet. he stood with you, utterly confused.

“ eclipse.. bye. ” you stepped away and called out to your ikran. turning back to him, you spoke again. “ tomorrow? ” he was still confused, but he agreed. you mounted pu’ti and flew off towards the village.

when you dismounted your ikran, kiri greeted you first with a,

“ mom has been looking for you ” your ears flattened against your head as you realized you weren’t as fast as you thought you were. you gave pu’ti a gentle rub to his snout before following behind kiri.

“ you smell weird. ” your head snapped to your niece, eyes widening. sayrìp..that skxawng. your tail flicked anxiously as you heard neyriti’s voice in conversation with jake. you took a breath before making yourself known,

“ yn! eywa, where have you been?! ” you lower your head and wince, mumbling a soft apology, ears disappearing against your hair. “ and why do you smell.. ” your eyes widened and you sucked in a quick breath, “ weird? ” you slightly relaxed, finally looking up at your sister to make some excuse you found something and was checking it out. it wasn’t a lie, just not the full truth.. if neytiri noticed, she didn’t make it known to you, but jake did. his eyes were narrowed at you, thinking - like he knew exactly what you were doing. you excused yourself and exited their abode, finally being able to breathe.

on your sleeping mat that night, you couldn’t help your mind running right back to miles.. he was so large, so pretty..but he was demon.. your mother, y- your sister would fall over dead before they ever approved such a union.. but why did it feel like you belonged beside him, like eywa herself has pushed you two together.

the day you promised to meet miles at the same spot,you were growing antsy by the end of. your duties, moving much faster than you normally move. you were excited, but for good measure, you groomed the ikrans before taking off on your own.

when you made it to the clearing, you saw him already waiting. when he saw you, he discarded his gun, setting it in the dirt once again. he greeted you, lowering his head and tapping two fingers to his forehead before extending them to you,

“ oel nati kameie, yn ” your eyes widened in surprise, but you repeated the gesture,

“ oel ngaati kameie, miles. ” you giggled, “ you said it wrong. ” his eye-brows pulled together in confusion,

“ ngaati, no nati. ” you said, taking a seat beside him.

it was nice with miles, sure the obvious language barrier was a thing, but you two made due. day after day, you taught miles something and he taught you something. you did your best to keep the budding relationship under wraps until the day you couldn’t - the day you didn’t return home after eclipse, the day that you and miles chose each other.

“ tsaheylu. the bond, it joins creatures and mated pairs. ” you watched as he pulled his kuru - neutral queue, from behind him and held it in front of yours. his eyes looked into yours, waiting for your next move. you looked back, eyes not leaving his as you pressed your tendrils closer, his own pulling yours closer almost impatiently. your eyes. closed as a shiver ran up your spine, knocking your breathing off it’s rhythmic pace. you didn’t leave miles’ arms that night. he was your safe place, your home, your mate.

you were beyond anxious when you returned to the village, you couldn’t face anyone right now, you had to align your thoughts.

“ yn! ” you flinched before turning around to see jake. with your heart pounding in your chest, you greeted the olo’eyktan, but before you could ask him what he wanted, he told you, “ you should have stopped when neytiri asked you why you smelled funny. ” your breathing was shaky as you tried to think of a response, an excuse - anything.

“ he’s an outsider yn! you think i wouldn’t know his scent? ” you stopped trying to reply, hanging your head low. you were the youngest of mo’at and eytukan.. you always did what was best for the people..yet, the one time you try to do what is the best for you, you get in trouble. when you finally pulled yourself out of your head, jake’s four fingered hand was around your bicep, pulling you to the tent he shared with his family.

“ kids, excuse us. ” neteyam and kiri exchanged a look to each other and lo’ak looked at you, raising his eye-brows in confusion. with indistinguishable expressions, they left, leaving. you, jake and neytiri in the tent.

“ ma jake, what is happening? ” you didn’t know when jake released your shoulder, but he was standing near neytiri now.

“ yn here has something to tell us. ” your heart stopped and your blood ran cold. tell my sister? neytiri turned to you, ears perked and her tail low.

“ yn? ” you sucked in a breath, taking a step backwards to be out of her immediate reach.

“ i..i met a man..a demon. ” neytiri hissed at the thought, and you felt the tears already pooling, threatening to make you blind. “ we’re bonded before eywa.. ”

jake wasn’t thinking that. the colonel miles quaritch.

“ quaritch? you’re mated with quaritch? of all the talented warriors in the clan, you choose the asshole who destroyed home tree?! ” jake cursed, neytiri was struggling to control her tongue, her eyes narrowed on your frame. she closed her eyes, letting out a breath - a feeble attempt to calm herself - before speaking,

“ yn- ” you cut her off, immediately defending your mate,

“ he’s not bad! he’s not what you think he is.. he- we- he has never harmed me.. he is different that that man! ” you huff,

“ why do you think so? ” neytiri asked, her ears slowly lowering. she was willing to see it through your eyes.

“ he’s different..he has the human memories, but not the human feelings.. he. does not want to hurt the people.. i saw it all through tsaheylu.. eywa has chosen him for me. ” you paused, looking back at your older siblings. “ please..he is not bad. ” you watched them debate with each other. with a locked jaw and a sigh, jake nodded at neytiri.

“ you must teach him like i did. you must tell mother. you must be careful, yn. ” your shoulders dropped the tension in the room, tears finally spilling over as you threw yourself into your sister’s arms.

“ thank you, tsmuke.. ” sister. you purred.

if you could get your sister’s approval, there was no reason why you couldn’t get your mother’s. you mumbled a thank you to the great mother. for these last few moons will shape the rest of your life to come.

published .

[nin3kyuu]

Before the year ends <3

(I'm still madly in love with him !)

[tsukioreo]

Last drawing of the year !!! And it’s a special piece as I decided to redraw the first one of 2023 to check on my progress, and I can tell with confidence that I am happy with myself ! I am so excited for 2024 and whatever positive it will bring !! Happy New Year to y’all, and thank you 💙

[teyamloving12]

Jake x neytiri fucking reader to thank her for watching the kids near the shore

An Unexpected Thank You

Warning: threesome, slight breeding kink, oral ( m receiving and f receiving), f x f x m, virginity loss

Pairing: Neytiri x reader(21) x Jake

Synopsis: Neytiri and Jake give a "gift" for being their children second sa'nok when they are not around.

You were beautiful. At least Jake and Neytiri thought so. You were a kind young woman who was always helpful and kind to them since they sought refuge at the Metkayina. Jake had a mate, he felt guilty for feeling this way about another woman. Your marūi was right beside theirs. He would visit you to often say hello or thank you for helping his family.

"Did you intend on having children, sweet thing?", he asked. You were still young and treated his children like your own. He was glad that his kids loved you for he was planning to make you his. Only his. You felt heat rise to your face. " Yes I do but the thing I just haven't found the one yet.", you said calmly. Now that you faced him, you noticed how handsome he was. His face striked you

" Don't worry, he will come by soon, sweetheart. Eywa knows what she is doing.", he responded. The truth is since the little boys were scared to claim you, he will. You had a unique yet voluptuous body. You had nice hips, soft thighs and a pretty voice. You were not the boys from the village type but you certainly were his

Neytiri also had her eye on you. You two became extremely close. You could share a secret with him and she could too. But there was one secret that she never shared was that someone noticed how close you and Jake and she was jealous. She wanted you to herself. And only hers.

You sat on the shore as you watched Lo'ak successfully rode an ilu for the first time. He ran out of the water and over to you. He grabbed your hands excitedly. " Did you see that, Y/n? I did It! I finally rode it without falling off!", you were proud of him.

You taught him day and night how to properly ride a ilu and he was successful. He hugged you and you place your chin on his forehead. "Im proud of you, Lo'ak. You did well!", you smiled widely at the young boy. "You believed in me, I couldnt fail you!", Loak responded. He rushed back, joining his brother, Neteyam who offered show him something. You smiled. They made you want children of your own.

Jake and Neytiri looked at you lovingly, they appreciated the fact you were the second mother when they weren't around. You were so fascinated by the sea, you didn't hear Neytiri walking behind you. You felt someone touch you and was frightened. You reacted quickly.

"Mawey Y/n, it's just me!", your heartbeat slowed down in seconds. "Neytiri! It's You! You frightened me!", you said quickly which resulting in a smile from her. You looked in awe. Yes, you've seen her smile beside but her smile was different for it was the smile she used when she is with Jake. It was mesmerising.

" We need to talk...in private.", she whispered. You were afraid. Was she leaving ? She couldn't leave now, you just made a friend. She pulled you into the marūi and sat you down. Your heart was beating fast, your head began to feel light. Neytiri saw that you were unease and took her sat behind you.

She lifted your chin to look at her. " I just wanted to say thank you for taking good care of our children when we are not nearby. We really appreciate everything you do. So... I wanted to give you a little gift of thanks."

You hugged her tightly with your hand around her small waist and the tension between the two females began to rise. She cupped your ass causing you to moan and she took the opportunity to kiss you. She licked the bottom of your lips asking for access which you granted. Your knees began to buckle. You slowly fall to the ground. Neytiri keeled down to kiss you once again. You fell to your back and she reached for your sensitive breasts.

You pushed her away feeling guilty. How would Jake feel if he saw you two like this? But you had to be selfish for once. Is it the right thing to do? Yes. I would be fine.

She crawled onto her lap and started grinding yourself on her. You kissed her sloppily and she untied your top and you did the same. You both moaned at the sensation of your nipples rubbing against hers. You were having the time of your life until Jake returned from a hunt with Tonowari.

Your heart jumps out of your chest but Neytiri didn't stop sucking on your neck, making a moan slip out off your mouth. You hid your face in Neytiri's neck. Jake's laughter echoes throughout the marūi. "Neytiri, were you so much you could wait to give her our 'gift'?", he asked. "She's hypnotic, Ma Jake. She's just so adorable so I couldnt help myself!", she said. You looked confused. They planned this all along?

Confusion plastered across your face. "Don't worry, baby girl! Just accept our little gift for being a good girl for us. You nodded in response. Jake kissed you angrily. During the kiss you felt Neytiri pull off your loincloth while you were still in her lap. Her fingers slipped inside of you. You jolted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"You're so tight, are you a virgin?", Neytiri asked softly. " Yes... I am a virgin.", you said trying to hold back the moans from your mouth. Neytiri kissed your clit and attacking your sloppy cunt. Jake held the sides of your head, lining up his huge cock with your mouth. "It's okay, princess. Just take your little time, I don't mind!", Jake stated. His dick was barely half way down your throat yet you were still gagging. He was literally growing in your mouth. Neytiri bit gently on your clit which causes you to take him even further in. Jake moaned.

" Ahh fuck baby! You're taking my cock so well. You sure you're a virgin? You give real good head!", his praises made you wetter and Neytiri could feel it. He pushed two of her fingers and curled them inside of you. Jake began to twitch for your moans send vibration down to his cock. You felt a knot in your stomach untie and came all over Neytiri's face. She still continued to eat you out, you couldn't take it anymore. It felt so different from your fingers.

Jake continued to thrust harder in your mouth, he poured his jizz down your now sore throat and slowly pulled out. You panted hardly believe I just did that!", you said in shock. " It is not over yet, sweet thing.", he said as he lined up his huge cock with your soaked pussy. Neytiri kissed you to distract you from the pain for the breaking of your hymen. You gasped into the kiss feeling the immense pain.

Jake kissed on your forehead and brings his hand down to your clit. His thumb is moving side to side at a swift pace making you whimper under him. The pressure from him rubbing on your clit is too much. That feeling on your tummy is getting tighter, threatening to snap at any minute.

"Don't cum yet baby!" “Fuck i’m gonna put a pretty baby in you, m'kay?.” Jake grunted with his eyes focused on the way your cunt sucks him in. His words send you over the edge. Your juices sprayed all over his rock hard abs and onto your stomach. “That’s what i’m talkin' about- fuck! You're taking me s'good princess!”

Neytiri sucked on your breast earning a loud moan from you. You couldn't take it anymore. " Ma Jake please-- ahh-- make me cum--destroy my insides!", Jake continued to move swiftly inside your hypersensitive cunt. Neytiri reached for your clit again and squeezed it hard. The knot in your stomach broke making you squirt all over Jake's cock.

You smiled at the two in front of you and placed a kiss on each of their noses. "I enjoyed my gift, thank you Ma Jake and Ma Neytiri.", you said before you fell asleep in Jake's strong arms as Neytiri played with your hair.

[alexstark2705]

🦾🦾🦾

[whxre-bxby]

“Cursed By Blue”

Recom Y/N x Recom Lyle x Recom Quaritch x Recom Mansk

Masterlist

Summary: The recom team is out on another mission, exploring the woods in search of Sully. However, the ladies become inconvenienced by a certain seasonal feeling they didn’t expect. It hits Y/n the hardest and it’s not long before the others understand what’s happening. While everyone fights their instincts, the only option Y/N sees available is to run. 

WARNING: SMUT, non-con, forced smut (to a certain extent), predator/prey, heat fucking, heat cycles, penetration, unprotected sex, breeding kink, quickie, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 4139

We were nearing the weekend. Not that that affected us. Lyle told me it was Friday today and I was surprised because I had completely lost track of time. But it didn’t really matter what day it was because we didn’t get time off anyway. Finding Jake was our number one priority and no breaks other than sleep were allowed. 

So here we were again, walking deeper into the forest of Pandora. It had just passed lunch time and we were here since early morning. 

No one was tired though, not yet. We weren’t allowed to be either. 

Today also happened to be warmer than usual so I wasn't wearing my usual long-sleeved attire and pants. I dressed like Walker usually did, in a sports bra and shorts. She and Z-Dog decided to wear tank tops like most of the others. 

The forest grew quieter the more we distanced ourselves from the RDA base and the city. Soon, we could only hear the wind blowing between the leaves and the distant calls of animals. That and our heavy footsteps. 

The Colonel and Lyle started the day off by leading us into the woods. As the hours passed by, the line mixed since everyone had a different walking pace and now it was Z-Dog and me leading at the front. Walker was close behind. 

I had been excessively drinking for the last 30-45 minutes and I wasn’t sure why. Z-Dog glanced over at me when she saw me reach for another water bottle. 

“That’s your third one already. Are you okay”? She asks, watching me gulp it down. I swallow most of the water and inhale sharply, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. 

“I don’t know.” I say, gasping for air. “Maybe I’m dehydrated?” 

“Don’t think so, we always drink the same amount and I’m fine.” Z-Dog says. We continue walking for a while longer in silence, thinking. Then Z reaches for her water and starts drinking it like she’s been running. 

I laugh a little but seeing her drink made me feel thirsty again. 

I reach for my water only to notice I have a few drops left. I down the remaining liquid and hold the bottle to my head. It seemed to be getting really warm. 

Turning around, I open my mouth and want to say something to Walker only to see her finishing her own bottle of water. I look behind me fully and no one else is drinking. 

“What. The. Fuck.” I say, feeling genuinely confused. Walker looks up at me with water drizzling down her chin and Z turns around. 

I wheeze and Z laughs and we wait for Walker to catch up so we can walk together. 

“Do you have any water left?” I ask her, knowing we at the front drank ours. 

“No, that was my last bottle.” she says and I notice how heavy my breathing is becoming. 

“Wait, you ran out too?” she asks and Z-Dog scoffs. 

“Yeah, been drinkin’ like we ran a marathon.” she says and I nod.

“I’ll ask the others.” I say before turning around and seeing Mansk behind me.

“Can I have some of your water?” I ask, wiping a bead of sweat from my forehead. Compared to us, Mansk is not sweating at all. He’s wearing his usual long-sleeved jacket over his tank top. 

The man glances up at me and his eyebrows furrow for a split second before he nods and hands one of his bottles over. 

“You ran out already?” he asks while I open it and drink about half. 

I wipe my mouth again, closing my eyes for a second and nodding. “Yeah.” I breathe out. “Thanks.” I say, handing it back to him. 

“Y’ alright?” he asks again taking the bottle back and I nod, not thinking much of it. Mansk doesn’t seem convinced. 

Ja overheard our conversation and sped up his walk to catch up to us. When Mansk noticed his presence he seemed a little relieved. 

“Is she okay?” he asks his colleague. Ja was the medic of the group so he would know. He took a glance at me and also thought of what I suggested. 

“Did you drink enough?” he asks me and I nod. 

“Yeah, I drank all my water and some of Mansk’s.” I scoff, wiping sweat from my forehead again. 

Ja presses the back of his hand against my cheek and then my forehead. 

“Shit, you’re burning up.” he said, scanning over me. 

I was feeling extremely warm. My skin felt like it was burning and my clothes suddenly felt tight and restrictive.

In front of us, Z-Dog and Walker are discussing something. 

Ja felt up my arm and checked my pulse while we were walking and Mansk stayed on my other side in case I was in fact not okay.

“Yeah, somethin’s definitely not right.” Ja announces to us, not quite sure how to help me. Mansk has his eyebrows furrowed, examining my behaviour. 

“They have it too.” I say, pointing at Z-Dog and Walker who now turn around. Walker is grimacing a little and Z looks worried. 

Mansk’s and Ja’s heads look up at them and they notice that they are breathing heavily and sweating just like me. Ja also takes note of the empty bottles in their hands. 

“Everthin’ okay up there?” the Colonel calls. It seems as though the others have noticed the small commotion and the medical check-up. 

Ja turns around, rubbing the back of his head. 

“Uh- no sir not really.” he calls back, stopping in his tracks to wait for Quaritch so that he can explain. Mansk and I keep walking and he watches me intently as I break out into a type of pant. My ears are pinned back and my tail is wildly flicking around behind me. My eyelids also happen to suddenly grow heavy and I keep them half-lidded. 

What snaps me out of my haze is Z calling my name. 

“Hey, Y/N come over here for a sec.” she says, turning around. Walker is running her hand down her face in what looks like frustration. 

I nod, jogging over and leaving Mansk behind. He’s still watching me, trying to make sense of what’s happening.

Neither Z nor Walker looks like they feel like joking around anymore. 

“Have you read the manual?” she asks and it takes me a few seconds to realise she means the Na’vi Body data. 

“Yeah, of course, we had to.” I say, trying to play it cool. She raises an eyebrow and I sigh. 

“I stopped once I reached the shit about plants. It got boring.” I say and she nods, knowing damn well she didn’t read further than that either. 

“Walker read it, and it said somethin’ ‘bout a heat cycle.” Z says and I glance at Walker. 

“Yeah… we’re not dehydrated. I remember the symptoms. It’s happening right now.” Walker says, scanning my reddened face. 

“Does it burn?” Z asks and my ears perk forward for once, being relieved from the tense strain I kept them in the past half hour. 

“Everything burns.” I say. 

“You know what I mean.” she adds and I groan in frustration too. 

“Yeah.” I mumble. I can’t deny the heat that’s been forming between my legs. I tried ignoring it but it grew worse. 

“Do you feel, like-” Z says, gasping for air herself. “...uncontrollably horny?” she asks with a light laugh and Walker smirks. 

I have no shame admitting anything in front of them so I chuckle and answer. “More like painfully horny.” 

They laugh a little, struggling to even out their breathing. 

“We need to distance ourselves from them.” Walker says, glancing over her shoulder. “Especially you Y/N you seem to have it bad.” she chuckles, motioning to my panting self. “Otherwise we’re done for and this squad will no longer be as professional.” 

My eyes widen. “Wait- you’re joking right? It’ll go away like tomorrow. How would they know about this if we don’t tell them?” I ask and Walker opens her mouth to answer but before she can, my answer is handed to me differently. 

“You smell that?” someone says behind us. My heart stops pounding for a second. Right our new senses have us picking up more. 

“These cursed blue bitches.” I swear and Z breathily laughs, seeming to know how screwed we are. She’s passed the stage of denial and is now accepting our fate. 

We turn around and notice that Lyle was talking to Prager. Prager nodded and they stopped walking. Mansk had also stopped in his tracks, turning to them. Behind them, Ja, Quaritch, Brown, Lopez and the remaining team catch up and everyone comes to a halt. 

Quaritch walks between them and deeply inhales. He looks around, noticing how his soldiers are smelling what he is too. 

I feel my heart slowly drop and I hold on to Z-Dog for some comfort. All three of us are watching them, dreading their reaction. 

“What is it?” Lopez asks. 

“No idea, but it’s fuckin’ great.” Lyle chuckles and my breath catches in my throat. It seems to affect them too. As Lyle inhales, his own tail is swishing around behind him and his muscles flex. He’s growing restless and the recom’s are looking at their Colonel for an answer or instructions. 

Quaritch’s tail does the same, his own ears pinning back and then his gaze meets mine. He intensely stares me down and I feel like my entire body stops functioning for a second. 

“Oh fuck.” I whisper while barely moving my lips. I feel a little hazy again and start leaning against Z-Dog. She sighs looking more pissed than worried and catches me, trying to keep me upright. 

The soldiers follow the Colonel’s eyes and notice us standing a bit further away. 

“It ain’t dehydration, I can tell ya that.” Quaritch says, referring to Ja’s hypothesis of what might be happening. Seems like he read the manual too. 

The stupid excitement in my stomach has grown so big it’s making me feel sick. And all their eyes on us have me more nervous. 

“Can we leave?” I whisper and she nods, staring down the others as if they would move when she looks away. 

“Yeah, come on.” she says, guiding me forwards. I take a wobbly step, almost stumbling. 

Walking won’t do it. I have so much adrenaline coursing through my veins I want to run away. 

I glance back, noticing everyone’s tense poses. Their eyes follow our every move, making them seem almost predatory. My only instinct now is to run. 

Z gives me a push and my legs take off. I start running and hear Walker and Z-Dog do the same behind me. There’s a commotion happening behind them and the next time I glance behind me, everyone is chasing after us. 

It was a miserable escape attempt, to be honest. We were already so out of breath compared to them, we really didn’t make it far. 

Z caught up to me because she was not affected by the heat as much as me. 

Within the next few seconds, I was tackled to the ground, luckily hitting the soft grass. I fall with a shriek and when I look up I see Z-Dog made it a little further but she’s down now too. 

I felt bodyweight on my back and a hand wrapped around the back of my neck. I couldn’t move. Z-Dog could and the man that pushed her was getting a beating right now. 

I cry out, feeling uncomfortable in this position. My chest was pressed into the ground and I was struggling to breathe. 

“Don’t fight it, Buttercup.” the voice above me grumbled and I instantly knew it was Lyle who had his knee pressing down into my back. 

The feeling and the effects of the scent the recom’s picked up had everyone acting on their primal instincts. Most common sense was gone as their new bodies seemed to be overpowered by the will of nature. 

The scent had the soldiers feel just as worked up as the heat cycle did. Instinctively, they ran after the ‘potential mate’ they felt most attracted to because that was Eywa’s will. 

I couldn’t say anything, I felt completely overwhelmed and somehow, submitting to him felt like the right thing to do. My right mind would never let this happen but I couldn’t think of anything else but finding some relief in this agonising feeling. My body longed for this. 

I notice from the corner of my eye that Lyle is quite literally throwing his equipment to the side, ridding himself of any unnecessary accessories. 

Suddenly, boots appear in front of my face but I don’t have the strength to look up. 

“Hurry it up Corporal or else I’ll do it myself.” the voice growls and my eyes widen when I notice it’s Quaritch. 

With swift movements, my bag is removed from my body and my belt is ripped off. I gasp and suddenly, Lyle pushes my shorts down, hastily pulling them down my legs and chucking them to the side. 

His own skin feels like it’s burning so he starts to remove his shirt. However, the Colonel is impatient so he pushes Lyle out of the way and takes matters into his own hands. 

Lyle huffs in annoyance, wanting to rid himself of his own feeling of being painfully hard. 

“Let me help you out, sweetheart.” Quaritch growls, tearing my panties off. They just need access to my hole, there’s no time to take my bra off. 

I whine out when he scratches my skin while tearing the fabric off but it goes unheard. It doesn’t matter. Now Quaritch can see how needy I’m feeling and there is no questioning anything anymore. 

“Fuckin’ hell, you could’ve just told me, princess.” he teased, quickly undoing his belt. I push myself off the ground, getting on all fours but my chest is almost immediately pushed back down against the forest floor so that my back is arching and my ass and pussy are on full display to the Colonel. 

“Please-” I whimper, needing to feel some type of relief. Quaritch’s ears perk forward and an evil grin spreads across his face before he pushes his pants down to his mid-thigh. 

His throbbing cock springs out and he presses the tip against my heat. I can feel his pulse through it and he can feel mine. Before I can comprehend anything else, he harshly thrusts his hips forward, filling me up all the way.

I cry out, stretching my arms out in front of me and gripping a strand of grass.

Miles hisses, pinning his ears back before setting a rough pace. I push myself further against him so that he fully bottoms me out with every thrust, his abdomen hitting my ass. He curses under his breath. 

“Fuck, just like that, baby.” he snarled, holding my hips in place. One of his hands roughly groped my ass, delivering a spank to it which made me jolt forward. 

It’s a lot to take. Even though we’re both Na’vi, he seems to still be hitting my cervix with his tip whenever he thrusts in. 

I spread my legs a little further to give him better access and he speeds up his pace a little. He grips my tail, tugging me back to meet his thrusts and I’m clawing at the ground to try and contain myself. 

“Miles-” I moan and it makes him growl. 

“Just a little- more.” he grunts, feeling his high approach. 

This wasn’t about lovemaking or pleasuring the other person. We were so needy we just needed to fuck the feeling away and that’s exactly what Quaritch was doing. Relentlessly pounding into me from behind to finally relieve and save himself from the lust spell your sweet scent cast upon him.

He was so close, Miles leaned over and pulled my upper body up so he could press his chest against my back. He snaked an arm around my waist and continued to fuck himself into my pussy like a hound. 

I was so close. My mouth was hanging open and my eyes were slowly rolling to the back of my head. 

Miles groaned into my ear and his hips stuttered before I felt his hot cum shoot inside me. He continued to thrust into me, riding out his orgasm in a desperate attempt to keep this feeling around for as long as possible. 

Feeling him fill me up with his cum had my walls clenching around him and I came moaning his name. He held me in place to make sure I got all of it inside me before letting go of me and just regaining his breath. 

I was panting even harder now, struggling to keep myself upright. 

Quaritch pats my back, gliding his hand down my waist and hips,  steadying himself for a few more seconds before slowly pulling out. His cum was dripping out of my pulsing cunt and he sighed. 

“Well, ain’t that a beautiful sight.” he sighed, fingering some of it back inside me before getting up and redressing his pants. 

I wasn’t on the ground alone for long. In fact, only a few seconds before another pair of hands were on me. I saw Lyle take Quaritch’s spot with his pants already gone. He held my hips up and I loosely draped my tail over his shoulder. 

“God damn, you look so hot.” Lyle groaned, tracing my hips and ass with his hand. I heard a small chuckle and suddenly someone kneeled in front of me. 

It was Mansk and he was undoing his fly. His pants were strained and I watched with wide eyes. 

“Can you do it?” he asked before going any further. I nod, feeling how my mouth is salivating in anticipation. He smirks before pulling his pants down his thighs too. 

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll go slow.” Mansk says, rubbing his thumb over my flushed cheek 

Behind me, Lyle is grinding himself into me, making me press up against him. As I do, his tip enters me and we both moan in unison. 

Mansk grins before entangling his hand in my hair. 

I hear distant moans and grunts but I can’t focus on anything else but then two men around me. 

Lyle pulls back, breaking the contact our warm skin had before he thrusts himself forward and fully pushes into me. My mouth drops open and I whimper, feeling a little sore from Quaritch. 

Mansk uses this opportunity and places the tip of his length on my bottom lip. I comply, sticking my saliva-covered tongue out and licking it. 

He shakily exhales, tightly pressing both his lips together as he watches me get to work.

I move forward and lick a long stripe from the base of his dick to the tip and it sends a shiver through him. 

Lyle starts to slowly thrust in and out of me. His eyes are closed as he focuses on how I feel around him. He’s trying his hardest not to cum straight away but knowing it’s you he’s fucking is making that very difficult for him. 

I wrap my lips around the tip of Mansk’s cock and suck on it. He shudders, letting his lips part and mouth fall open a little. 

“Shit…” he curses, pinning his ears all the way back. His entire body is being restrained because he’s fighting the need to just thrust forward into your mouth. 

He doesn’t however. Mansk lets you go at your own speed without pushing you further down, he just tightens his grip on your hair, balling his hand into a fist. 

I move my head off of him before repeating my previous action and taking more of him into my mouth. 

Lyle starts to leave his gentle pace behind and speeds up his hips movements. His hands are groping the flesh of my ass before harshly gripping my hips and rocking me back and forth. 

I relax my throat and open my mouth wider, taking more of Mansk. He’s watching me with blown pupils which I can’t see because he kept his shades on. 

He gulps, completely hypnotised by how you’re almost worshipping his shaft. 

Mansk hits the back of my throat and I change the angle a little so that I can fit more inside. I know I won’t be able to take all of him in but I want to please him with more than just half his dick. 

It seems like my gag reflex disappeared and Mansk hissed when he felt how I deepthroated him. 

“Fuck, that’s good.” he groans, throwing his head back. 

Lyle moans behind me and then his fingers find my clit, rubbing it. My eyes shoot open and I just arch myself further into him. 

A moan is drawn from my lips, sending vibrations to Mansk’s dick. He curses as I pull back and start bobbing my head up and down his length. 

“Come on, Buttercup. Cum f’ere me.” Lyle says in a husky deep voice. My ears twitch and my tail curls up into a C. 

He wanted me to release before him and I felt it approaching quickly because his fingers were working wonders while he continued to plunge himself deep into me. My walls started to tighten around him and he applied more pressure on my clit. 

I was cumming again and this time my legs were shaking. I was moaning but it was all muffled because of Mansk’s fat cock stuffing my mouth. 

Lyle was desperately humping me, his thrusts becoming more sloppy as he chased after his own high. 

I focused on Mansk while letting Lyle use me. My eyes were glossy and I swirled my tongue around him making him groan. 

With each bob of my head, I would now hollow my cheeks around him to create more suction. 

Mansk inhaled sharply because it felt like I was already trying to milk him of his cum and the way I refused to let his dick leave my mouth had him fall into euphoria. 

His hips desperately jolted forwards a few times as he came, throwing his head back while thick ropes of cum were shot down my throat. 

Coincidentally, Lyle was cumming at the same time and he pushed his hips as deep into me as possible. 

I swallowed everything Mansk gave me, licking his dick clean and he held my cheek in appreciation, breathlessly trying to gather himself. 

“God damn, Y/N. Never needed anythin’ as much as that.”  Lyle chuckled through heavy breaths. 

I opened my mouth and pulled back from Mansk a little while he leaned back on his knees and tried to regain control over his heaving chest. 

“I don’t think I can walk.” I say, coughing a little. 

Lyle lets go of my hips and I fall to the side, laying on the ground and covering my eyes with my hands. The reality was coming back and it only hit me now that I hooked up with my colleagues. 

The Colonel was still there, standing close to us. He reached for my shorts, taking my ripped underwear and stuffing it in his pocket. 

He crouched down to me, getting on one knee. I open my eyes and sit up by leaning on my elbows. My ears are drooped to the sides and my tail is motionlessly laying next to me. 

“You alright?” Quaritch asks, seeming a little worried. 

“Better now.” I grin and he chuckles, helping me put my shorts on. Lyle and Mansk dress themselves before Quaritch heaves me to my feet. 

He wraps an arm around me to keep me stable and on my feet, while we walk. 

The others had gotten up now too and everyone was dressed. I didn’t have the strength to observe anymore than that. 

Z-Dog grabbed a bottle from the ground and then spotted me. A grin spread on her face while I shot her a glare. 

“Damn, you can’t walk?” she joked, snorting. 

“Shut up, I can see you limping.” I say and she raises her hands in the air. Quaritch chuckles before turning to Mansk and Lyle. 

“Watch your surroundings and pay closer attention.” he orders, knowing not everyone is capable of defending themselves right now. They nod. 

After a few minutes, we reach a grass plain and Quaritch lets us all take a break because there’s no point in walking any further today. 

I sit down, leaning against Z-Dog who is teasing Walker about something. The others stand around, keeping watch for danger until the helicopter returns to pick us up. 

This is definitely not how I expected any mission to turn out. Who knew these blue bodies were so intense?

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A compilation of Quaritch feral grins. Even his smiles look manipulative af.