#recom lopez x reader

[backmuscles21]

You're Supposed To Be Ours

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You are an RDA chemist, you have caught the eyes of all the recoms. They can be a little possessive. So, when they see you talking with someone else, they need to teach you your place and where you belong. Warnings: smut, belly bulge, size kink, begging, spanking, orgasm denial/delay, punishment, possessive behaviour, sub/dom undertones

You came to Pandora as a chemist, they needed you to run tests on water, plants, rocks, and other elements. Basically, what they wanted you to do was make a periodic table for the things on Pandora.

Easier said than done.

However, you did love your job and you loved the planet. One thing you loved the most about your job was the new relationship you started. You have an avatar body for when you go on missions to collect samples to test and figure out their composition. Since you have a trillion-dollar avatar body and were only a scientist, you needed protection. And what better protection than the new Na’vi recom soldiers? Plus, they were tall, strong, and muscular.

So that is how you met your new lovers. You learned that they were a little hard-headed, very strong, very loyal, and pretty jealous. Not necessarily jealous of each other, they saw themselves as a family, but with literally anyone else. When you told them you liked boy boys and girls you couldn’t talk to a single soul without them feeling a tinge of jealousy. Some were good at hiding it others had it written all over their face, it didn’t really bother you too much, you had them.

You would go to work and then go back to them, sometimes in your human body or in your avatar. Not too many people knew you were with all the recoms, the only people that really knew were some of the people in your department. They had seen you with them when they dropped you off or came by to pick you up after you finished work or when they would visit you while you were working. It was always someone different, but it was always one of your tall blue lovers.

Some of your co-workers liked to pick on you a little for being with them and fucking the aliens. You didn’t care, you loved them deeply, and you wouldn’t ever trade them for the world.

But one day, when one of them came to visit you while you were working, they saw you talking with some of your co-workers. You were laughing and smiling and you just tucked your hair behind your ears, you did that when you were flustered.

It was Prager who came to visit you, he was feeling tired and in a cuddly mood and he always sought you out when he got that way. He was angry that you’d be talking with this guy that you worked with. You should be laughing with anyone but them, you were theirs. So, Prager went back to the recom common room to tell everyone what he saw.

He stormed back to the common room, punched in the door code and stomped in.

“What happened? Did she say she had to work? Cause I told you so,” Lopez said with a smirk.

Prager didn’t answer, instead, he gathered everyone in the common area.

“What’s going on? Care to explain?” Miles asked.

“I went to see her and I saw her but she was talking and laughing with another guy. They were supposed to be working and she even tucked her hair behind her ears. She was flirting with him; I couldn’t believe it. So, I came back here to tell you guys,” Prager explained.

“What was she doing?” Mansk asked, always trying to work out situations, giving you the benefit of the doubt.

“She was by her microscope, she was writing on some papers, but then she stopped and she gave him her undivided attention,” Prager explained

“Well, let’s go see this then,” Lyle said wanting to confirm it.

Miles put his arm out to stop Lyle, “no. We wait till she finishes work, she has to anyway. Then we will confront her. You know she can’t lie worth a damn and will crumble under us. She can also explain her side of the story and we will go from there.”

“Are we gonna punish her?” Walker asked with a slight smirk.

“Depends. She might have an explanation and then we will just tone down our usual punishment. If she doesn’t deny it and says what she did, we will use a lesser punishment. If she tries to hide it and denies it, we will go no bars held. She knows her safe word,” Miles explained to everyone.

“When is she done?” Zdog asked.

“A few hours. I’ll pick her up. I intimidate her the most,” Miles said as he smirked at his fellow soldiers.

“So, what do we do till then?” Ja asked.

“We could try to get her out early. Maybe do a random walk-by and see if it’s continuing?” Fike suggested.

“That’s the first smart thing you’ve ever said,” Lopez smirked.

“Go fuck yourself,” Fike said to Lopez with a scoff and smile while rolling his eyes.

So, a few hours passed and Miles left a couple of minutes before you were supposed to finish for the day. He walked in front of the glass doors of the chemistry lab, there were multiple scientists working away. Then his eyes landed on you, looking into different Petri dishes and writing stuff down. He fell in love with you all over again, he couldn't believe how gorgeous you were. Both your human body and your avatar body were absolutely stunning, he understood why people wanted you, not that they’d ever get you.

He opened the door and walked in, he saw you look up and smile brightly. He walked over to you and placed his hands on your shoulders and watched you finish your notes.

“I’m almost done give me five minutes.”

“Take your time cupcake,” Miles said patting your shoulders.

He noticed your co-workers staring at you and him and then whispering to each other, he knew they liked to gossip. He wasn’t bothered by them and he knew you weren’t either but he still didn’t like it. He gave them a slight scowl and turned back towards you.

Finally, you and him left the lab and went to the recom-only areas. Once you entered the room and saw all of your lovers right there you were surprised.

“Woah, what’s going on? Did I miss something? Is there a special occasion?” You said slightly nervous.

Miles came up behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders and squeezed a little bit. “We needed to talk to you about something and we need you to be honest.”

“What’s up?” You said it slowly, you were kind of scared.

“Were you flirting with one of your co-workers today?” Miles asked.

“Flirting? You think I would purposely flirt with someone I work with? That’s like giving that person a death wish. I wasn’t trying to flirt with anyone, if that happened, I’m sorry that it did, it was not my intention.”

“But you were flustered. I saw you tuck your hair behind your ears,” Prager said.

“I was using my microscope a lot today and I forgot my hair tie. You know how I hate my hair in my face. I just happened to tuck my hair behind my ears a lot today.”

“But you were laughing and talking with him then you looked down and tucked your hair behind your ears. You were flustered, he made you flustered.”

“I swear I never intended for that to happen. I have to talk with my coworkers, I need them to tolerate me. I work with them and there’s no replacing them or me so we have to get along. I promise I was not intentionally flirting with anyone I work with.”

“But you were being friendly,” Lyle said.

“Yeah, but I need to be. I need them to like me. I’m friendly to anyone I talk to. I don’t talk to a lot of people other than you guys but I’m not an asshole.”

“I think you need to learn your place,” Miles said leaning over to whisper in your ear.

Your eyes went wide, they planned on punishing you for this.

“Do I need my avatar for this?”

“No, we will be tame enough for a human.”

You breathed out loudly through your nose trying to calm yourself. You didn’t hate when this happened, it was hot. However, it was just a lot and it was tiring and it was just so much for your little body.

Miles started to move his hands down to your hips, then he moved them from your hips to slide up your sides and take your shirt off. You lifted your arms to help him take your shirt off, he threw your top onto the floor and touched your smooth skin again. His hands went to your back and unclasped your bra, he took it off you as well and let it fall to the floor. Miles smiled as he watched everyone state at you, he placed his large hands on your tits and pulled you into his body. He started to play with your nipples and it made you cry out.

You could see the smirks on everyone’s faces as they watched you whine while being toyed with. Miles' hands then found the hem of your pants, he unbuttoned them and let them fall to the floor.

“These are cute,” Miles said as he revealed your panties to the recoms. He grabbed the band of your panties on your hip and let it slap against your skin.

“Now, be a good girl and go apologize to Prager first. He wanted you so badly and he had to see you openly flirting,” Miles said as he slapped your ass as you walked over to Prager.

You sat on Prager’s lap and kissed him; Prager’s hands roamed your body before staying on your hips. He squeezed the flesh of your hips and occasionally your butt, you found yourself naturally rolling your hips into him. You could feel him getting harder and harder, you then got off him to kneel in front of him. You started to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants; you pulled out his hard cock. Your hands were so tiny compared to his Na’vi-sized dick; you stroked him a few times before you took him into your mouth.

It was hard to take him into your mouth but you pushed through, his hand grasped at your hair as you sucked him off. He was moaning out lowly as you did the best you could to get as deep as possible, what you couldn’t reach you stroked. Prager was trying to not jerk his hips and start fucking your face but he couldn’t help it, you were just so good. You focused on his head, pushing your tongue onto it and swirling it around. You tried to keep your teeth from hitting his shaft but it was so hard when he was stretching your mouth to its limits. You knew he was close just from the way his thighs twitched and his cock twitched in your mouth.

You pushed him to the back of your throat as he came, it went right down and as you pulled off him, you looked up at him. He was smiling, he looked so blissed out.

“Do you forgive me?”

“Of course, baby,” Prager said stroking your head.

“Don’t be so nice to her. We’re not done here,” Miles said as he walked over to you and picked you up.

Miles placed you down on your stomach on one of the recom-sized tables, your legs dangled helplessly as he held you there with a hand on your back. Lyle walked up next to Miles and kissed your back a few times, his hand then replaced Miles as he stood behind you. He ground his semi-erect cock into your butt before his other hand stroked down your back, landing on your left butt cheek.

“You gonna count ‘em?”

You nodded, “yeah,” you breathed out feeling yourself get more turned on.

His large hand landed a good smack on your butt cheek, it had a good echoing sound.

“One,” you staggered out.

His hand gripped your butt cheek after the smack, his hand rubbed the area as it left your skin coming down again.

“Two.”

You could hear him snickering as he played with your butt cheek a bit before landing a few concurrent slaps to your left cheek.

“Three.”

“Four.”

“Five.”

You couldn’t lie, it was starting to hurt. You knew that this is what was supposed to happen, it was supposed to cause a bit of pain. You liked it but their recom size and strength was a bit much, it just felt raw more than painful, but you could still handle it.

“Six,” you whined out as Lyle slapped your butt again.

He was definitely an ass man but also a boob man, this man was just horny and would take what he could get. He loved all bodies, all sizes, and all parts, but he had a favourite, big juicy asses. He loved a nice jiggly butt, nothing was better, he liked getting to slap, squeeze, pinch, fondle, lick, kiss, suck, bite, whatever he could do, he wanted it. That’s why he was perfect for this job, he could get off on watching your butt jiggle as he slapped your butt.

“Seven.”

Lyle hit the same left cheek, you started to lurch forward as he made contact. It was getting to be quite painful but you were almost done, he almost always went to 10. If he tried more, you might stop him, if he would actually stop.

“Eight.”

You squeezed your eyes when Lyle made impact, you were moaning out at every hit. You could also feel how hard Lyle was, he had to be leaking.

“Nine.”

The finish line was so close, one more and you’d be done. You felt the hand on your back move to your hip, that was new. Both his hands then held your hips and he lifted your hips up a bit and that’s when you felt his cock head rubbing through your folds. You didn’t even hear him unzip his pants, He then pushed in as he slapped your left cheek one last time.

“Ten,” you cried out as he pushed a few inches into you.

Your hands tried to grip at the table, your fingertips pressing into the table while your knuckles bent. Your back was trying to arch with no success, Lyle held you in place as he slowly pushed in more and more.

“Feel how hard you made me by just having your ass on display. I guarantee now pussy ass science puke could fuck you like this. Could get as hard as this. Could get as deep as this. Could make you scream out like this.”

He was praising himself as he started to thrust in and out of you, he was praising how good their recom bodies could fuck you. Hoping that you’d never even think about your coworkers ever again, hoping that you’d never even look at another person.

“Lyle, fuck, Lyle,” you reached your hand back for him, “please.”

“Please what, buttercup?”

“More.”

“You got it babe.”

Lyle sped up and went deeper, you moaned out and he smirked. Your forehead hit the table as you cried out, he couldn’t help but get harder at the sight of you soaking up what he was giving you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking deep.”

“You like it baby? I can do more. I can already feel myself inside you.”

Lyle smirked as he kissed your back, you could feel his hand on your stomach just below your navel. Your arm slowly moved down there to feel where his hand was, you could feel his cock poking through your skin. You’d seen it and felt it before but it got you every time, it was so hot to know how they were bulging out of you. it just made you feel so small, it was so hot to feel it, even more so when you’d press on it and you’d hear whoever was in you moan.

Like now, pressed down on your lower stomach had Lyle moaning and grunting, he kept thrusting faster and faster before cumming deep in you. While it felt good and it was hot, you didn’t cum and that was probably their plan for tonight, not stimulate you enough to cum or deny you of it all together.

Lyle pulled out and moved away from you, he then lifted you up and placed you in the lap of Lopez. He already had his cock out, he held onto your hips before helping you to sink down on his thick cock. You gripped onto his shoulders for dear life as you felt the stretch, nothing helped with the stretch. Even after Lyle just fucked the shit out of you, you still weren’t meant for their large bodies.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing the shit out of me, baby girl,” Lopez said resting his forehead in yours.

He slowly sunk you down further and further until he stopped and started to lift your body up and down on his cock. Your head rested on his shoulder as you cried out, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled your bodies close together.

“Please, please, please, let me cum,” you whined out. You figured begging might help.

“I’m glad you figured it out. Sooner than I thought. Either way, you won’t be cumming for some time,” Miles said from right behind you. You felt him kiss your shoulder after he told you, his plan.

You whined out from Miles' words and from feeling Lopez go in deeper. You knew you had to cum, but you also knew you couldn’t otherwise your punishment would get worse. Your mouth bit into Lopez’s bare shoulder as you focused on not cumming. The grip Lopez had on your body got tighter as you tried your best to follow Miles’ orders.

“Fuck baby girl, you’re gripping me so fucking hard.”

“Well, I’m trying not to cum. You’re just hitting it perfectly.”

He made a particular few thrusts up into you at really stroked your walls beautifully. You moaned out, holding onto him harder as you held back the best you could.

“Miles please let me cum, I can’t hold it back, please.”

“You’re not cumming.”

You knew asking Lopez was futile, he wasn’t going to let you cum anymore than Miles would. You knew that you would just have to hold off, but that was going to be even harder shortly. After Lopez finally came, you felt yourself finally be able to let your body relax, but that didn’t last long.

“You good with going upside down?” Walker asked smirking in your ear. She bit the lobe of your ear lightly as she wrapped her arms around your waist. She lifted you up off Lopez and took you to where she was sitting. She rested your back on her thighs and took your hips lifting them up to her mouth. Your legs straddled her head as she smiled at you between them.

“Wait I can’t, she gonna make me cum. All she does is know how to stimulate. She doesn’t stop till I cum.”

“That’s your problem, honey,” Walker smiled as she attached her mouth to your clit.

Your head pushed back against her knees as you moaned out loudly. Your hands gripped the armrests and your eyebrows furrowed; your mouth was agape as Walker pulled moan after moan from your mouth. It was such a compliment to her to see you stuck in a state like this. However, it didn’t take long before she had you cumming, it was going to happen, and you were already holding back. You were so sensitive, it didn’t matter, any stimulation was going to get you to cum.

Walker slurped at your pussy as she took everything you gave her.

“I hope you enjoyed that. Because you’re in for it now.”

You stared up at Miles, you could see how much his hard cock was pushing his pants out from your position. You could feel yourself getting more turned on. Miles picked you up and laid you back on the table from earlier. He more or less dropped you and held you on your back. He snarled as he watched you squirm under his large hand, his jaw moved from side to side.

He was planning how he wanted to abuse your poor pussy.

One thing you learned about him was he enjoyed eye contact. If he was eating you out, he’d stare at you and you better be staring back. Same with when you gave him head, on top of that, while fucking he also wanted to see your eyes. You couldn’t close them from pain or pleasure, you had to keep them on his. He made you stare at him as he unbuttoned his pants, he kept eye contact with you as he roughly pushed into you. He pushed all of his length into you in one go, it made you moan out loudly. You have been prepared well enough but it still stung and especially just from how he just pushed it all inside. He was bottomed out and he was one of the longer and thicker ones. He started to thrust into you right away, he took no prisoners either.

He was merciless, he lifted a leg to rest it on the table to get better leverage to fuck you deeper. Your small hands clawed at his back; you were in pain but it felt so good. Miles was deep inside, he was fast and normally at this point, you’d just lay your hand on your lower stomach to feel the bulge of his cock outlined in your skin. You couldn’t your body was so wound up, he was stimulating you so much, you just gripped onto his skin.

Your abs were so tightly restricted, you were just constantly being overstimulated. Your eyes fought to stay open to stare into his as he fucked you, all you wanted to do was close your eyes and throw your head back. You fought with yourself to keep from letting your body feel the pleasure, you had to keep your eyes open. Not to mention, even if you begged, he probably wouldn’t have let you cum.

“Miles, Miles, please, I can’t. I have to cum.”

“You will wait till I do then I will let you.”

You sighed out in protest, you could barely hold it, you wanted to cum now. You knew he wouldn’t be too much longer but still, you had to cum now. You felt him twitch, he was close he had to be, it was light there was light at the end of the tunnel. He came deep inside you; you cried out as it just filled you up.

“Miles, please, can I cum?”

His sharp deep thrusts didn’t stop, “have at it, cupcake.”

It only took a second after he finished his sentence for you to cry out while cumming. Your body moved on its own, your eyes squeezed shut and the top of your head hit the table. It was probably one of the most intense orgasms the recoms have ever given your human body. Miles kissed your sternum a few times before pulling out, Ja was quick to pick your tired and spent body up and place you in his arms. He sat down with your body resting on his, he was grounding you by rubbing at your back and running a hand through your hair.

“Don’t you want to get off too?”

“No, baby. You’ve done too much. Your body is tired and probably sore. We can wait,” Ja said to you.

“But I’ve taken you all before?”

“Yeah, that was when you were taking two or three of us at once and we didn’t make you hold your orgasms. You rest, we have all the time in the world,” Zdog said butting in to kiss your tired and sweaty face.

[avatarrecom]

hai hai hai im back 😼

i hope everything’s been going well with you and that you’re drinking water and sleeping and all that jazz

basically, im always tired, no matter how much sleep i get and sleeping is one of my favorite pastimes

so i was thinking…poly recoms with chronically sleepy reader? possibly narcoleptic but such a valuable worker that the RDA can’t let them go? human or recom would be cool, doesn’t matter to me

take care of yourself pookie 🫶

Sleepy reader

HIII! I missed you!

I was going to write my book (I've officially started writing and I'm so exited!) But once I saw your asks, I just had to write this first. Also, I feel you, I'm always tired as well :( even if I get a full night sleep and my mom keeps nagging me that the best way to battle sleepiness is to get active and I'm just like 'mom I want to sleep' 😢

You take care of yourself too! 💙 and I hope you enjoy this!

Also, importent notice, I've noticed that I'm not really in the mood to write one-shots for the avatar fandom, but I'm 100% okay with doing headcanons, that's just easier for me. I hope you all don't mind!

Race and gender or reader not specified.

I saw some videos on tiktok about someone with POTS and she would just faint randomly and the people in the video would catch her and I can totally imagine that with the Recoms. (I am aware that being chronically sleepy and having POTS is very different but just go along with it)

Imagine you’re cleaning your weapon along with the rest of the squad and suddenly you’re so sleepy and you just start to nodding off and whoever is next to you notices and quickly catches you so you don’t hurt yourself. 

Ofcourse they’d be alarmed when your head suddenly drops, but they quickly realise that you’ve fallen asleep.

Que the fond chuckles echoing in the room.

They like it when you lean against them when you sleep, but if you climb into their laps and cuddle them… If they could fall more in love with you, they would.

Speaking of cuddles, two words… Cuddle parties.

Some of them, (Quaritch, Mansk, Lopez and possibly Z-dog and Walker) grumble about it, but they’d be the first to join you. 

When you fall asleep in your bed (or someone else's, it’s all the same to you) or on the couch, it's only a matter of time before you wake up because there is some kind of struggle going on between the guys which one of them gets to cuddle with you. Once they’ve finally decided, Walker and Z-dog are already on either side of you. Que the pouting and puppy eyes. 

Quaritch tries to order them away (like he often likes to pull rank, even in your relationship), so another argument ensues about keeping your work relationship and romantic relationship separate.

[ikranwings]

Oel Ngati Kameie

Part two for a surprize before the end!

Warnings: fingering, biting, water sex, p in the v , unprotected sex, slight cockwarming.

Summary: Lopez decided to take you on a short rendezvous away from the team. After your meal things turned a little more exciting.😏

Present: this is a present for @nin3kyuu on her very special 23rd birthday! You are the most wonderful, most creative person ever and i hope you have the best birthday ever! <3

I haven't written smut in a while like this so I hope you guys like it.

song to match the story

smut below the cut!

It was nice to see Lopez in this light, this side of him was relaxed, content with where he was at in his life.  Nothing could ruin this moment between the two of you, absolutely nothing in the world. For just one day the two of you could have that generic homie life that the two of you had only dreamed of having.

The rations were eaten fairly quick, he didn't exactly bring enough for a full feast that was for sure. However it was the thought that counted at the end of the day. Now the two of you sat beside the waterfall simply enjoying the quiet and serene effect the area had on you both. It wasn't long before you felt Lopez lips on your shoulder, trailing soft kisses slowly up to the juncture of your neck. Really he thought he was being slick with his movements but you knew what he was up to, you always knew what he was up to. To you he was for the most part an open book, the one he could be most vulnerable with and at the end of the day he would do anything for you.

Your body instinctively leaned into his touch, wanting each and every press of his fingers on your skin as he would give you. One hand snaked around to your middle,  fingertips sliding slowly towards the waistband of your pants. Fingers slipped past the fabric as he continued to his assault on your neck with his lips, faint little mewls where being pulled from you. Each sound being pulled from you was like music to his ears, encouraging him to delve deeper. Pull each and every wine and moan from you that he possibly could. You where away from the others, not confined to his room. The need to suppress either of your noises was gone and now he fully planned to draw as much out of you as he could.

Fingers now slipped past the waistband of your underwear in order for him to run his thick index finger along your slit and hum with satisfaction. A soft bite to the skin of your neck ensued the moment a second finger slid across your slit, moving gently to rub soft circles over your clit as the moan he pulled from you was something earth shattering.  God he loved every single noise falling from your pretty little mouth and yet there was something different this time around . He was gentler, more attentive to pleasure over pain. Like this moment between you two was something he wanted to savor for the rest of his life.

“ Join me in the water? “ fingers dipped into your entrance at his question, a gasping moan fell from your lips as he made it harder for you to form a coherent thought. His fingers continued a slow and languid thrust as your body practically went lip against him. Harsh pants and whimpers were building slowly into low moans and hushed pleas for more. Only his hand slipped out from the waistband of your pants before he moved away from you entirely. Standing in order for him to strip and toss his boots somewhere close to the makeshift picnic he has made for the two of you. The grin plastered across his face was unmistakable, he knew exactly what he did to you. How worked up he had gotten you before pulling away like that. Giving you a taste of what he wanted to do with you before abruptly stopping and forcing you to follow him for more.

You watched as he stepped forward into the pool of water below the falls as it rose with each step he took. Soft ripples splashed along his skin as he had gone in far enough for it to hug just under his navel. Hands lightly skimming the surface of the water as he beckons for you to follow once more. Whatever trance you may have been in before has snapped. Your body shot up as you tried to strip as quickly as possible without stumbling over yourself or seeming so rushed. However the adrenaline and excitement coursing through your veins made that extremely difficult.

The water itself wasn’t too cold, the cool chill of it seemed to help your nerves. Neither you nor Lopez had ever been able to enjoy moments like this alone before and really you never wanted it to end. You wanted this night to last for an eternity if it was at all possible, if you could get one wish that would be it. To spend the rest of your life with Lopez not having a single worry in the world about what might happen next to either of you as the both of you would be safe.

A hand came to rest suddenly around your wrist, pulling you towards his chest, a finger slid under your chin in order to tilt your head back gently and make you look up at his face. Head leaning down as he pulled you into a heated kiss, he was nervous. There was something he wanted to ask you and was trying to work his way up in order to do so. Whatever it was you wouldn't push him, wouldn't press for information as this moment between the two of you was far too good to put a pin in and deflate it.

“ There's something I want to try… Do you trust me princesa? “ Slowly he managed to move the both of you. Pressing your back softly against the mossy rocks that encompassed the small area of seclusion. Lopez waited for your reply as his head dipped into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His lips pressing light and feathery kisses along your skin as you hummed softly.

“ I… I trust you. I trust you with my life, what is it? “

Curiosity was the word that surrounded you. Curious to know exactly what was going on in that mind of his. What he had to ask your permission for. His knee came up between your legs, seating you there carefully in order for him to pull his hands away from you temporarily in order for him to reach behind his head and pull his braid forward rasing the end of it in order to expose the neural queue. Tendrils moving slightly in search of something to hold onto.

Without hesitation you did the same, he wanted this with you it had just taken him a while to work up to it. Lopez couldn’t see himself with anyone other than you. Couldn’t bear the thought of someone being this intimate with you. The thought of someone else having you for the rest of their life was something he couldn’t bear. You where his just as much as he was yours. “ I want you, I want to give all of me to you for the rest of my life. You’ve shown me there’s more to my life than all of this. I have you and after this mission I promise you if you want to leave all of this I’ll follow. We’ll figure it out. I don’t know how but we-. “

A smile graces your lips as he rambles on. In order to quiet him you press your lips to his, this time taking charge of the moment for just a few seconds. The tendrils of your neural queues connected with one another, taking hold and intertwining in order to lock you two together once and for all. A shiver ran down his spine as his hand smacked against the wall behind you. Overwhelmed by the feeling of finally feeling all of you, your breath, your heartbeat, your feelings. How damn much he had riled you up before all of this. His head had burried itself in the side of your neck trying to compose himself as a breathless and shuddering, “ Fuck.. “ left his lips.

“ mi amor,por favor… I need you. “ It was now in desperation that he was practically rutting himself against your thigh, craving a release he could only gain from you. Desperate to feel the pleasure that he could give you as well. Why hadn’t he done this sooner? All this wasted time he could have used intertwined with you like this. A shuddering breath fell from your lips as your arms fell over his shoulders, one hand burying your fingers into the short curls of his hair.

“ Take me.. I am yours. “ your words came soft, barely above a whisper and yet still enough to register in his lust filled mind. Carefully he lined himself up with your entrance, sliding the tip of his dick between your folds slowly. Even with the two of you connected, intertwined like this. Feeling what the other was feeling on a heightened level. He still enjoyed teasing you, enjoyed pulling your tiny moans and pleas of him to fill you up and claim you.

Legs wrapped around his hips as he finally, finally thrusted his thick member into your core without warning. Hips snapping harshly into your body desperate to feel you tighten around him. A sharp gasping moan fell from you as you tried to find the brain power in order to form some sort of coherent string of words, “ P.. please, harder. Ah fuck, so good. “  Water sloshed around the two of you, splashing with each sharp thrust of his hips into your body. The fingers of his one hand desperately clutching the wall as the other helped guide you back down onto his cock.

Lopez wanted more of you, all of you. The sensations were far too overwhelming and he wasn’t positive he would be able to last. Head buried into your shoulder you could hear every groan, every growl that rumbled through his chest. He wanted you to reach your peak before he did. Wanted to feel your walls flutter and tighten around his dick to the point he was to see your eyes roll back in your head, body shuddering within his arms. “tan bueno bebé, eres tan bueno para mí. “

The bond between the two of you made everything so different. You thought you had been drunk on him before but this? This was unbelievable, this was earth shattering.  Your entire body was on fire but only in the best ways possible. Thank god for this second chance the two of you had been given. Lopez couldn’t hold on for much longer and really neither could you.

Fingers came to press into your clit, his fingers trying to push you further to that crest of pleasure the both of you were trying to achieve no matter the passage of time. The coil in your belly wound so tightly begging to snap. “ Cum for my light, por favor necesito sentirte. Tan apretada, tan hermosa mi amor.  “ short, rough snaps of his hips were being pounded into your body. By now your moans could be heard echoing off of the rocky walls of the falls as he drew everything from you that he could. The pressure was far too much and that coil snapped. Your orgasm flooding through your body as you shook against him, desperately holding onto him as he continued to ride you through it all. Thrusts never relenting as he too was trying to chase his own release.

A deep and rumbling growl rippled up from his chest and erupted from his lips, nipping over the skin on your shoulder once more. Hips sharply thrusting forward into your body as he painted your walls with his thick seed. Slowly he had come to a stand still, holding your shuddering and shaking body close against his own. Insisting on staying sheathed in your body as you lay limp against him, panting softly as he pulled you up just enough to get a look at your face. Softly pulling your hair behind your ear as he came to kiss your lips.

“oel ngati kameie.”

He had been learning, learning for you as he remembered just how much time and work you had put into learning of the planet. Learning of the culture, the language. How you fell in love with all of it and he wanted to be a part of that.

“oel ngati kameie Lopez.”

[pragerswoman]

hey i was wondering if you could write headcanons for the recoms for when reader uses her safeword during a particularly graphic and rough scene 🤔

-🖌️glitter gel pen anon

Safe word

Pairing: All recoms

Warnings: smut, (mndi), NSFW

A/n: hope you enjoy thank you so much for the request 😊

Miles Quaritch: Her hands were not idle. They roamed his chest, tracing the scars that were a testament to his battles. Her fingers found the button of his trousers, fumbling in her haste to free his hard erection, thick and demanding. He didn't bother with gentleness, pushing aside Y/N's shorts and underwear, exposing her to his hungry gaze. He slammed into her wet tight hole, burying himself balls deep, feeling her tighten around his cock like a vice. He didn't give her time to adjust before slamming into her, fucking her like a dog in heat. She cummed so many times that a creamy ring formed around the base of miles cock. After hours of miles filling Y/n's little pussy with his cum she screamed her safe word "red," miles halted as soon as he hear it.

Lyle wainfleet: "Just a little more, baby," Lyle panted, his breath hot against Y/n's ear. "I want to feel you come apart in my arms."y/n's eyes rolled back in her head, a silent plea mingling with the ecstasy on her flushed face. Her nails dug into the bedsheets, the fabric tearing with the force of her passion. Lyle hovered above her, his own muscles tight with restraint. He thrust deep, his movements sharp and deliberate, each stroke calculated to push her closer to the precipice without letting her fall. The room was a cocoon of heat, the scent of their desire thick in the air. The only sounds were their ragged breaths and the rhythmic slap of skin on skin.Y/n's eyes fluttered open, her pupils dilated with pleasure. Her voice strained. "I need it."Lyle's own need was palpable, a living entity demanding release. But he clenched his teeth, drawing back slightly, his self-control a steel rod against the tempest of desire. He knew the sweet agony of edging, the delicious dance between pleasure and pain. He'd been pushing her there for hours, her cries and gasps a symphony of need. The heady scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, a potent reminder of the power he held.And then she did it, her voice a crescendo of passion that shattered the quiet intensity. "Blank!" she screamed, the word echoing through the room. It was the safe word they'd agreed upon, a stark reminder that even in this maelstrom of ecstasy, she was in charge.

Recom Mansk: The heady scent of pheromones danced around the figures entangled in the sheets, the only sound the steady rhythm of their breaths and the occasional slap of skin against skin. Mansk, a seasoned warrior with a penchant for the unconventional, found himself lost in the fiery embrace of the elusive y/n, a woman whose beauty was matched only by the intensity of her passion.Her eyes, gleaming with a fierce hunger, bore into his as she straddled him, her wetness coating his thighs. Each thrust was met with a grunt from Mansk, his strong hands gripping her hips, guiding her in a primal dance that spoke of a craving that went beyond simple lust. Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, the soft cries of pleasure escaping her lips egging him on. The room was alive with the energy of their union, the mattress squeaking in protest under their fervent movements.Her hands clawed at his chest, leaving red trails of passion across his skin. She leaned forward, her hair cascading around them like a fiery waterfall, and whispered a desperate plea into his ear. "Harder," she breathed, and the word was like a match thrown on gasoline. Mansk's grip tightened, his rhythm becoming more punishing as he gave her exactly what she asked for. The slap of their bodies grew louder, the room echoing with the sound of their shared need.But in the heat of the moment, Mansk's hand slipped, his palm connecting with her flesh with a crack that was almost too much for even her heightened senses to handle. Her eyes watered and she let out a gasp that was half pleasure, half pain.Yet the pain grew, each smack sending a new wave of agony crashing over her. Her body thrummed with it, the line between pleasure and pain blurring until she could no longer tell which was which. Her breaths grew ragged, her grip on Mansk's shoulders tightening until her knuckles were white. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she whispered, "Sea." The word was a soft exhalation, a mere brush of sound against the cacophony of their lovemaking, but it was enough. Mansk stilled beneath her, his eyes snapping to hers, filled with concern. He knew that word, knew what it meant in the context of their games. Carefully, he eased her off him, his touch suddenly gentle, his body cooling from the heat of their passion.

Recom prager: "Prager, you're a fucking genius!" Y/n exclaimed, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she leaned back on the sofa in his quaint RDA base room. Her legs were spread wide open, giving him full access to her glistening wetness.For hours, Prager had been relentlessly devouring her pussy like it was the last piece of food on a starving planet. His tongue danced around her clit with a precision that would put a seasoned ballerina to shame. Each flick, each suck, each gentle nibble sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her body, making her toes curl and her fingers clench into the fabric of the couch.Y/n's moans grew louder and more frequent as the intensity of her pleasure mounted. She could feel her orgasm building, a volcano threatening to erupt from deep within her core. She bucked her hips, trying to grind herself against his face, desperate for that final push that would send her spiraling over the edge.And then it hit her—a climax so powerful that it felt like a supernova exploding inside her. Her body convulsed, her muscles tightening around his head as she screamed out her safe word, "lemon," at the top of her lungs. He immediately pulled back, his face glistening with her juices, a smug grin playing on his lips as he looked up at her.

Recom lopez: Lopez chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers as he stroked her smooth inner thigh. "I could do this all day," he murmured, his thumb brushing against the damp fabric covering her pussy. The heat from her body was palpable, and he felt his own pulse quicken in response.Her legs fell open with a gentle sigh, revealing the dark patch of her underwear. Lopez leaned in, his breath hot against her skin, and y/n's hips twitched in anticipation. With a devilish smirk, he hooked his finger under the elastic and pulled it aside, exposing her glistening folds.He took his time, exploring her with the pad of his thumb, tracing lazy circles around her clit. He watched her face, the way her eyes fluttered closed and her mouth parted, a silent invocation to the heavens above. His other hand caressed her stomach, the muscles tightening and releasing in time with her breaths.The first orgasm hit her like a sneak attack, a sudden wave of pleasure that made her back arch and her nails dig into the bedsheets. Lopez felt a thrill of satisfaction, his own arousal growing as he watched her come apart for him. He didn't stop, though, continuing his ministrations, eager to feel her climb the peak again.Her breathing grew ragged, her hips moving in rhythm with his touch. Y/n was a maelstrom of sensation, a whirlwind of need that spun faster and tighter with every pass of his thumb. The second time was harder, her muscles clenching around his finger as she whispered his name like a prayer. He felt the tremors in her body, the way she tried to hold back, but the dam had been breached. He pushed a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop him, and Y/n's eyes fly open. Her teeth clenched, and she gasped, her hand reaching down to grip his wrist."Orange," she screamed.Lopez's eyes snapped to hers, the smirk on his face replaced by a look of concern. He immediately ceased his movements, his hand hovering over her. "You okay?" he asked, his voice thick with desire and a hint of worry. Y/n's chest heaved, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "Yeah," she managed to breathe out, her body still quaking from the intensity of her climax. "I just... I needed a second."

Recom ja: "You're so beautiful, y/n," Ja murmured, the air had anticipation as they lay together on the bed, a pattern of shadows playing across their skin.Her heart raced as she felt the head of his massive cock pressing against her tight anus. Ja pushed forward, the tip of his cock stretching her open. Y/n gritted her teeth, her eyes widening as she felt the intense pressure building. His girth was more than she'd ever taken before, and she could feel every inch of him as he slid deeper into her.Ja's self-control wavered as the sensation of her tightness enveloped him, the heat of her body threatening to overwhelm his senses. He'd never felt anything so good. With a groan that echoed through the room, he lost control and began to pound into her, his hips driving his cock in and out with a ferocity that surprised even him.But as the pleasure built to unbearable heights, Y/n's eyes grew wide with pain. Her body tensed, and she let out a blood-curdling scream. "Cake! Cake! Cake!"Ja froze, his cock buried deep inside her, his eyes snapping to hers in alarm. He recognized the safe word immediately, his heart plummeting at the thought that he'd hurt her. He gently pulled out, his eyes never leaving hers.

Recom brown: her eyes squeezed shut, her back arched in ecstasy. She hadn't heard Brown come in. She looked up at him, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson.He took a step closer, his eyes darkening as they scanned the array of sex toys scattered around her. He knew she had them, of course; they had played with them together countless times. But this was different. Brown reached out and took the vibrator from her trembling hand. He turned it off, the sudden silence echoing through the room. He studied it, his expression unreadable.Y/n swallowed hard, her heart racing. She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal. She had been caught in the act, but she also knew that Brown was as kinky. He had a penchant for pushing her boundaries, for making her beg for release. He had done it before, and she had loved it every time.Brown's gaze lingered on the sex toys, his mind racing. Without a word, he took a step closer and slapped her pussy with the flat of his hand. The sound was sharp, echoing in the quiet room.Y/n gasped, her body jolting at the sudden sting. He slapped her again, harder this time, watching as her lips parted and her breath hitched. Her cheeks were now a brilliant shade of red.Brown dropped the vibrator and reached for the largest dildo on the bed. It was a deep shade of purple and glistened with the remnants of her lube. He didn't bother with asking if she was ready; he knew she was. He slammed it into her, making her cry out. She was wet, so wet that the toy sank in easily, filling her up to the hilt. He began to pump it in and out, his rhythm relentless, his eyes never leaving hers. He watched as she bit her bottom lip, her eyes rolling back in her head.He switched to a smaller vibrator, turning it to the highest setting. He traced it along her clit, teasing her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm before pulling it away. She whimpered, her body writhing with need. He smirked, enjoying the power he had over her. "You're going to come for me," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "But not yet."Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with each thrust of the dildo. Brown watched her reactions closely, reading her body language like a seasoned conductor leading an orchestra.The smaller vibrator danced around her clit, the intense vibrations causing her to buck her hips. He knew she was close, could see it in the way her toes curled and her knuckles turned white as she gripped the bedsheets. But he didn't let up, his movements deliberate and precise, she'd let out a little scream, her body arching off the bed. He watched her with a mix of hunger and satisfaction, "Cum for me, y/n," he ordered, his voice thick with desire. "I want to hear you scream."Her eyes snapped open, meeting his, and she did as she was told. The orgasm ripped through her, a tornado of pleasure that left her trembling and gasping for air. She screamed his name, her back bowing off the bed, her body a tapestry of sensation. The vibrator didn't stop, though, nor did the dildo. Brown was relentless, pushing her past the point of pleasure into a realm of pain and ecstasy that she had never experienced before.But then, something changed. The pleasure morphed into something else—a panic, a fear. Her breath caught in her throat, and she whimpered the safe word that they had agreed upon. "Lost," she whispered, the word barely audible over the buzzing of the toys.Brown's movements stilled immediately, his eyes snapping to hers. The smirk on his face vanished, replaced by concern. Carefully, he removed the dildo and set the vibrator aside. He climbed onto the bed, his hands gentle as they cradled her face. "Y/n, are you okay?"Her eyes searched his, a mix of fear and confusion swirling in the depths of her pupils. "I-I don't know," she managed to say, her voice a tremulous whisper. "It was just too much."

Recom fike: In the dimly lit room, Fike's muscular frame hovered over the small, fiery form of his girlfriend, Y/n. Her eyes, a piercing shade of green, locked onto his, filled with a mix of passion and trepidation. The air had the scent of their desire, the gentle rustling of their bodies the only sound that broke the silence. His hand, calloused from years of manual labor, wrapped around her slender neck with a gentle but firm grip. It was a silent declaration of his love for her, a love that thrived on the edge of pain and pleasure.Their bodies moved in a frenzied dance, a dance that was raw and unrehearsed. Each thrust was a declaration of need, a demand for more. The bed beneath them creaked under the weight of their passion, the worn springs protesting with every collision of their hips. Her nails dug into his back, leaving a trail of fire that only served to fuel his hunger. Her gasps for air grew more desperate, her body arching and writhing beneath his. The choking was a part of their ritual, a twisted symphony of breathlessness that brought them closer to the precipice of climax. The base of his cock, now glistening with a creamy ring of cum, was a stark contrast against the flushed pink of her pussy. It was a sight that could have been plucked straight from the most intense porn scene, but the reality was far more intimate, far more personal. This was their love, their secret, and they reveled in it. The way she looked at him, the way she bit her lip to muffle her cries, it was a silent plea for him to push her further, to show her just how much he craved her.But in that moment, as he felt the beginnings of his own orgasm coil tightly in his balls, he made a mistake. He tightened his grip around her throat, not quite understanding the delicate balance of power that they had established. The gasp that she usually made was replaced by a wheeze, a sound that didn't quite match the symphony of pleasure that usually accompanied their lovemaking. Her eyes grew wide, and for a brief second, he saw fear in them. It was a stark reminder that their kink had boundaries, that there was a fine line between the rush of erotic asphyxiation and actual danger. Her safe word, "chocolate," barely escaped her lips, a desperate little sound that pierced the haze of passion. He immediately released her, his heart pounding in his chest. He had gone too far. The air in the room grew thick with tension, the silence now a stark contrast to the chaos of moments before.

Recom Zhang: Oh, baby, not too tight," y/n panted, her wrists bound to the bedpost with a crimson ribbon that matched the passion in her eyes. Zhang's strong hands adjusted the knot, ensuring it was snug but not painful. Zhang leaned in, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered, "Trust me, it's going to be amazing." He kissed her collarbone, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. He slid down the bed, his gaze locked on the prize between her legs. The sight of her bare, glistening pussy made his heart race and his cock throb. Zhang's tongue darted out, tracing the delicate line of her pussy. The sweetness of her arousal filled the air, intoxicating him. He licked and kissed her inner thighs, savoring the taste of her skin. He could feel the heat of her desire radiating from her core. Y/n squirmed, her eyes rolling back in her head as she moaned his name. He took his time, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue, swirling and flicking it with expert precision. He knew her body like a map, every inch of her a treasure to be explored. He felt her legs tense, her breath hitching in her throat. Zhang took a deep breath and plunged his tongue inside her, the warm wetness enveloping him. Y/n's moans grew louder, her hips rising to meet his mouth. He lapped at her, drinking her in, the sound of his own saliva mixing with her juices echoing in the quiet room.Suddenly, he stopped, leaving her trembling on the edge. He stood up, a smug smile playing on his lips as he untied the ribbon from her wrists. Y/n looked at him, confused and desperate for more. He took her by the hips and gently turned her over, positioning her on all fours. Zhang retrieved a length of shiny, black rope from the drawer of the nightstand. He began to tie her wrists behind her back, the rope biting into her skin just enough to remind her of her vulnerability.He didn't keep her waiting long. His cock, thick and hard, pressed against her wet entrance. He pushed in, slow at first, feeling her tighten around him. Y/n gasped, her eyes widening as she took in the sensation of being filled so completely. He watched the rope indent her skin as she struggled against it, her breasts bouncing with every shallow thrust. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as he began to pound into her with increasing force.The headboard knocked against the wall in a steady rhythm, setting the room alight with the sound of passionate slaps. He was relentless, his hips moving like a piston, driving in and out of her with a primal urgency. He knew she was close, could feel her inner walls fluttering around his cock. He reached around, his hand finding her clit, and began to rub it in time with his thrusts. Y/n's scream was muffled by the pillow she'd bitten into, her body shaking violently as the fifth climax tore through her. Her pussy clamped down on him, pulsing as she rode the waves of pleasure. She could feel her legs giving out, but the rope held her in place, allowing zhang to continue his relentless assault. He groaned, feeling her tighten around him, her orgasm setting off his own.With a groan, he came, filling her with his hot seed. The sensation sent her over the edge once more, her body convulsing in a sixth orgasm. She collapsed onto the bed, her limbs limp and trembling. Zhang withdrew, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He untied the rope, his hands gentle as he massaged the red marks it had left on her skin."Snoop," she finally gasped, the safe word slipping out in a breathless whisper. It was their signal that she had reached her limit, that she needed a break from the intensit. He knew the rules of their games, and he respected them without question.

[timetravellingshinigami]

Seeing Mansk arms here i feel like a Victorian gentleman seeing a lady's ankles for the first time 😳

[nervousd]

OBSESSING OVER RECOM

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━━━ : © NERVOUS.D

#SYNOPSIS— in which all recoms are obsessed with their recom teammate

#WARNING(S)— yandere(?), unhealthy fixation, unhealthy obsession, non consensual touching, groping, implications of forced mating, implications of noncon/dubcon, abuse of power, manipulation/manipulative, forced tsahylu

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom Group/ Deja Blu squad

At one point it had become incredibly draining to be around everyone. Even opting to hanging out with the scientist pukes. But such a plan was discarded right away. Mansk had become increasingly needy, often by your side quietly. Content with just being anywhere near you. He was easy to please— something you were quite grateful for. Walker was shameless in her touches. Going as far as groping you in front of the others, her touches were bold. It would cause a chain reaction from the others, joining in and cupping you through your pants.

Prager was similar to Mansk in terms of affection, content with having an arm around you or nuzzling your nape with his nose. But sometimes his neediness would get the best of him. At one point he would thrown rationality out the window and sink down on his knees nuzzling your crotch with his nose. Ja was quite the opposite form the others, begging to be touched by you. He would tug on the string of your pants, gazing up at you with glassy eyes. It was quite the sight, and it was enough to have him getting pulled in your lap. Oblivious to his manipulation.

Brown acted indifferently. As if you didn’t affect him— but rather he was good at hiding his emotions. He never sought out any sort of physical touch except pleasure. It was exhausting to say the least— to try and keep up with his high libido. At one point you would shrug him off and deny him any access. He would get increasingly frustrated wanting nothing more but to touch you. He would become irrationally angry and he would take whatever he seemed fit. Because in his mind you belonged to him. His own personal stress reliever.

Lopez had the same mentality as Brown but rather he was more open of his feelings. Whatever he wanted he would take. He was aggressive like that, he would voice out his thoughts uncaring if they were hurtful. He enjoyed taking what he wanted from you— it didn’t matter if you were exhausted. Warren was unbothered to say the least. Seeing you in the corner of his sight was enough for him. On the occasion he’ll request the simplest things such as holding hands and whatnot.

Zhang was someone who was didn’t ask for much, quite awkward in asking for any sort of touch from you.On the occasion his lip would curl in frustration seeing the others act so openly towards you. He was usually stiff around you, unable to fully relax without having the need to pounce you. To have you in his grasp, an itch that needed to be scratch that only you could soothe. The feeling would overwhelm him at one point causing him to breakdown. However, when you would bask him with your presence his tail would thump against the ground like a dog.

General Ardmore would have surely noticed their personality shifts at some point. She even made the decision to cut you off from the Recom squad, claiming you had turned out to be a liability for them. The General's choice didn't turn out well; she was faced with an angry group of highly trained Recom soldiers, teeth barred in anger as they demanded you to be returned to them. Being helpless in the situation, you were returned back to the squad you were faced with happy smiles and loud purrs.

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Recom!Lopez x Human!Reader

Summary: Lopez doesn't get jealous...

One thing about Lopez was that he never got jealous. He was secure in his relationship with you. Trusting that as long as you were together with him you'd never stray.

He was right to trust you. God knows you weren't looking at anyone with him to come home to. No it wasn't you that he was worried about, it was everyone else.

You were just so sweet. Everyone who spoke to you got your undivided attention. You were always the one pulling folk into conversation. Leaning in and listening to someone folk had talked over. It wasn't your fault that all your colleagues were charmed.

You were just too trusting. Never assuming the worst in others like Lopez did. Not noticing when your colleagues leered down your shirt or brushed just a little too close in passing. Lopez could smell their touch coming off you when you came to him. He'd spend extra time replacing it with his own. Priding himself of the quivering mess you became under his touch. Angry that no one else could smell his scent on you, claiming you as his.

Lopez stewed in his chair now. His friends had gone quiet, ears twitching to listen to your conversation. He wasn't eavesdropping, he kept telling himself. He was just listening out for you, in case you needed him.

The creep was one of your colleagues working in the lab. Lopez recognized him, he hovered about your desk often when he came to grab you. His stench always clung the hardest to your skin. Little weasel was your superior, head lab coat or something.

So that's why you were being polite. Entertaining a little chat with your boss in the lunch queue. You didn't like him, of course not. Still Lopez didn't like the way he stared at your smile. The way his eyes flicked to your plump lips. Lopez's tail flicked behind him watching the mans hand usher your forward, just barely touching the small of your back.

Lopez stood up, chair squealing and almost toppling as he barrelled away from the table. Ja and Lyle watched eagerly as he stormed his way towards you. Lopez could feel the growl vibrating at the back of his throat. He had tunnel vision trained on you, other bodies practically leapt out of his path.

Still he slowed his approach, plastering a big smile as your head swiveled to his.

"Lopez!" you beamed. He could never get over how delighted you were to see him. Whether he'd been gone a day or an hour your bright smile always greeted him.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder shifting you into his side. Lopez preened at the way your colleague bristled, clearly he'd interrupted him and he loved that. Your hand shifted up to hold a couple of his fingers, enemy briefly forgotten he turned his head down to you.

"I thought you were gone till tomorrow?" You pouted before gasping turning fully to him now. "Does this mean your free tonight!?" You exclaimed, tapping from one foot to another.

Lopez caught the other mans flinch at your remark, shrinking in on himself. Lopez smirked leaning down to kiss your hairline.

"Of course sweetcheeks." He chuckled. He moved you ahead of him, shooting a glare back at your boss. The man had went pale and didn't meet his gaze, staring at the floor and sweating. The queue kept moving, Lopez carrying your tray for you as you gushed about a lizard you'd been studying.

All the while Lopez listened but kept his gaze fixed around the room. One by one he noted all the broken dreams and shattered hearts. Men and women alike sizing themselves up against their competition and not liking the odds. He preened, chest jutting out a little as he lead you over to his table.

He was sure he'd have to fend off more humans again but his little show today would buy him time. Maybe they'd remember their fanged 9ft rival next time they thought to put their hands on you.

"Ah so this is Y/n?" Lyle smirked. Lopez felt his stomach sink. Lyle grinning took your hand, kissing your knuckles. "So nice for Lopez to finally introduce us all."

Lopez peered down the line of Cheshire grins feeling a cold sweat run down his spine. Sets of golden eyes locked onto your pretty smile as you introduced yourself sweetly.

Oh shit.

[kittycow8875]

Hey lovely would you do a Lopez smut with him being dominant pretty please also love your sweet Lyle one 💖

Yes ofc thank u ml💞

You were a student studying under the scienctist and they figured you were ready and prepared to take care of some of the avatars.this was the first time you have ever gotten this close you were amazed by there beautiful blue glowing skin and tall slim forms it was so unique.but you were still nervous i mean youve never actually talked to any members on there team only have seen them from afar .

The first member you've talked to was Lyle "well hey there pretty thing what you doing here lovely?"

"oh I'm just here to study you guys I'll be working with all of you for a few months" you said with a warm smile. He smiled and laughed a little.then you saw the other member z-dog elbowing Lopez in his ribs you assumed they were not talking about you but oh they were.

Z-dog waved you over "hey honey what's your name?"

"my name is y/n ans I'll be working with you for a while" "oh well thats just amazing a beautiful girl like you?isnt that amazing Lopez?" He looked at you with his beautiful low eyes smirking"it sure is" you smiled.

And got to doing some check ups on there diets they all wrote a list of the things they ate that day and the times but...you noticed something on the back on Lopez's ?

A room number ? A time? And some words 'meet me here at 8:45pm beautiful' you blushed. And decided to finish your work quickly so you could shower eat and get ready for whatever he has in store.

~~~later

8:45pm..

You knocked on the door he opened it in a white tank and black long shorts you could see all his gorgeous blue skin glowing in the lighting.his muscle showing through .

"Come on in beautiful"you walked in closing the door behind you.his hand on your face *eye contact* "you know how beautiful you are right " you smiled your hand on his cheat feeling his warm heart beat.

He took his shirt off it all happened so fast you don't even remember how you got to this.but you were on the bed bent over for him in all you nude beauty.he rubbed your back slowly dipping into you you felt all of his length go into you taking it all.

He started to get tougher pulling your hair and biting your neck "yeah? You like that mami? Taking all of me? Like the good girl you are?" He went faster the knot in your stomach getting tighter.and tightee.till...POP!...you came all over his length he kissed your back "good girl how about you go lay down hm? We can talk in the morning I plan on making you mine.forever.....

💞

[backmuscles21]

Problems

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You scared the recoms when the few times you had rough sex with them recently, you had some medical problems causing you to need to be brought to the infirmary. Once everything was better, the recoms did not like the new set amount of times you could have sex. - Mostly Quaritch at the end.

Warnings: smut, rough sex, implied sexual content, overstimulation, polyamory, size kink.

Once the recoms met you, they took things at the pace you wanted, which was a fairly normal pace. You didn’t sleep with them right away and once you did, you only wanted more.

You slept with them a lot.

It would be different people at different times, sometimes with two or more of them.

You were having sex a lot, like 7 times a day. And it wasn’t soft and loving slow sex, it was rough and fast. That was the best kind, all the soldiers loved it rough and loved to get their frustrations out on you. Any time one of them asked, you were ready to spread your legs for them. It wasn’t super often that you didn’t want to have sex with them, even on your period. These men and women weren’t afraid of blood, they just liked you and wanted to share intimate moments with you.

However, as it turns out, fucking recoms many times in one day becomes a problem.

The first problem was the night you had a threesome with Ja and Prager.

They had been off on a three-day seminar and once they got back, you were all theirs. They passed you around like a joint, the spit-roasted you and double dicked you. All of your bodies were dripping sweat, you were exhausted and all your muscles hurt.

The boys got back later in the day and earlier on you had already slept with Z, Miles, and Mansk. Your body was so tired and turns out that cumming three times was a lot on your body. You felt your brain get foggy and you laid back into Prager as you felt your body become numb. Your eyes were getting heavy, you were moaning that you couldn’t come again and when you got super close to cumming again, everything went black.

Prager and Ja didn’t notice right away, once Ja looked up, he saw your eyes closed and clearly limp body.

“Baby, are you okay,” he lightly tapped your cheek a few times trying to see if you were awake.

You were breathing fine, just passed out.

They pulled out and cleaned you up, Ja monitored your condition and Prager was freaking out. Ja tried to calm Prager down, you were breathing just asleep.

A few hours later, you woke up.

Prager kissed you; he was worried and finally, his body could settle. Ja checked you over and ensured you were okay.

“I don’t think being as rough as we were is good for you. We should stop being this extreme.”

“Yeah, I agree with you Ja.”

So, they were a little less rough, but that wasn’t the big problem.

You were sleeping with Lyle; this was the eighth time you’ve slept with someone today. He was deep dicking you; you knew you were over sensitive and your pussy was red and raw but you pushed forward. All of a sudden you felt this pain in your lower abdomen, by your hips. It was sharp and extremely painful, you screamed out. You were ready to tell Lyle to pull out but he already was.

“You’re bleeding, babe.”

“Take me to the infirmary.”

“And say what? How do we explain this to them?”

“We say what happened. My hips are killing me, please, Lyle.”

“Yeah, let me grab my pants and wrap you up in your sheets.”

Lyle picked you up and wrapped you with your sheet and took you to the infirmary.

He burst through the door, holding you bridal style with your hands on your lower abdomen. You had tears in your eyes, your body writhed in pain.

A doctor came over to you two, “what happened?”

“She, uh,” Lyle didn’t know how to describe it, let alone explain all the sex you were having beforehand.

“She’s bleeding,” the doctor said as she brought a bed over and had you lay down.

“I need you to tell me what happened?”

“We were having sex and I think something tore,” you said between pained noises.

“Let me see,” the doctor said as she moved the sheets up to look at where the taring possibly could be. “We will have to do an ultrasound to see what’s been affected,” the doctor continued. “It looks pretty raw and red. How many times have you two had sex today?”

“Well, it’s about, I think eight. They are all very rough and I hate saying no because I love it so much,” you explained.

“They?”

You just shrugged at her not wanting to get into it.

“Either way, you can’t have rough sex too many times a day. Two at most and make sure they aren’t too rough. We still need to do an ultrasound to see what happened and figure out a recovery time.”

The recoms weren’t happy about it, they didn’t want to stop sleeping with you. However, they knew you needed to recover.

“Three weeks!?” Lopez shouted out when you told the group of them.

“Yup. That’s what the doctors said,” you said as you sat down next to Walker.

“Well, we can still give me head. Lightly,” Zdog said with a smile at Walker.

“Sorry girls. Doctor said no sex, no nothing for three weeks.”

“So, what are we supposed to do? Suffer?” Walker said.

“It’s important to listen to the doctor,” Ja said with reason.

“But our girl?” Prager said pouting.

“I’m still everyone’s girl, just not a sexually active one for three weeks.”

“Then we respect that,” Miles said.

You spent the next weeks with your mates being celibate, they didn’t love it at first since you were all very sexual beings. But you still loved each other and you still had fun hanging out and being with them. You also still gave them head; it was torture at times for yourself but you would manage. This time was good for your relationship with them, it made you all realize your relationships were more than the physical stuff.

Even after those three weeks were up, you knew you still had to return slowly, the doctor told you no more than times a day and preferably further apart. You had to remind them quite often, although they were not as sex-crazed as they were originally. Your high sex drive didn’t stop though, which is still a good thing because you were dating eight people. Most days in the beginning felt uncomfortable because you wanted more and wanted all of them. You had to keep things to a minimum and over time it did start to wind down, but you still missed the constant freaky sex and random hall closet quickies.

But the occasional sex almost made it better, you hated that you were wrong.

You were walking down the hall at night; you were heading to the recom kitchen for a midnight snack.

“What are you doing up so late?” Quaritch asked you.

You turned around to see him standing in the hall with his arms crossed over his chest.

“I was just getting a snack,” you said innocently as you bit your bottom lip.

“You must think you’re so cute.”

You smiled and giggled a little.

“When was the last time you got fucked cupcake?”

“You’re in luck. You’ve only been beaten out by Ja.”

“Good,” Miles said as he walked up to you and picked you up.

He kissed you as he brought you to his bedroom.

He lied you down on his bed and climbed over you, “fuck, I’m so glad I get to fuck you tonight. Good thing the other soldiers know how to keep their hands to themselves.”

“I would’ve bent the rules for you.”

“You probably shouldn’t, doctor’s orders.”

“So is having mind-blowing rough sex but I still do that.”

“That is why you can only do this twice a day.”

“Ugh, you’re no fun.”

“Cupcake, I can be all fun.”

Miles didn’t wait long to shove his hand down your pants and start rubbing at your clit. Your back arched and your body writhed up into his, your hips kept hitting his body. You cried out as his fingers slipped into you, you were pulling him closer to you, your lips wrapped around each other fiercely.

“Take your fucking clothes off.”

“Feisty.”

You and Miles quickly stripped your clothes off, you finished first and pushed him down. You swung your leg over his pelvis and leaned forward to kiss him, his hands fell to your hips and squeezed at the flesh there.

“Are you gonna take charge?”

“No, not from you. I couldn’t. I just wanted to be on top for a little bit to see what it’s like.”

“Good,” Miles said as he flipped you over and onto your back.

He grabbed your legs and pushed them up to your sides, he didn’t give you a lot of time to adjust he just pushed in. You cried out, it hurt a little but it still felt so good. You wondered if when real Na’vi mated, if it hurt this much every time. The Na’vi males were quite big, it felt like the Na’vi females weren’t made for it.

He set such a fast pace, you were loving it, you couldn’t get enough of it. Your nails clawed at his blue back as he brutally fucked you, your mouth opened wide but no sounds came out. You were in so much pleasure, your brain was empty and foggy. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to ruthlessly fuck you.

He pulled out and flipped you around onto your stomach, he lifted your hips up and slipped back inside. He didn’t stop his ruthless pounding, he just kept going. You gripped the sheets and hung your head as you moaned out loudly.

“Please, Miles. I’m gonna cum.”

“Good.”

“Just, don’t stop.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

“Fuck, just go faster.”

“As you wish.”

Miles sped up and you gripped the sheets harder, you felt a few tears fall down your cheeks.

“Miles! I’m gonna-“

“Cum, cupcake,” Miles thrusted particularly hard into you as you gripped onto him.

“Fuck, Miles.”

Your body felt exhausted, Miles pushed inside a few more times before he came and pulled out. He pulled you into his side as both of you relaxed and let your bodies decompress.

Then the door burst open.

“Hey is – oh. Just the girl I was looking for. Don’t tell me you can’t have any more sex tonight?” Lyle said looking so beaten up.

“Sorry, Lyle. You’ll be the first tomorrow,” you smiled at him.

“That fucking sucks. Sure, you can’t raise it to three?”

“Not if you want to rush me to the infirmary again.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“That’s what I thought.”

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Since you've been getting hate from A$$holes who don't have anything going for them, could I please request Poly recoms where they respond to their lover getting hate for doing something they love?

Guess who's bf just broke up with her via text on valentines day, which also happened to be their birthday? 🥹 That's right, me! Yay! And guess who found out through a friend that the said bf got back together with his ex two months ago? That's right, also me! YAY!

So anyway: 🎶Happy birthday to me🎶 🎶Why did I not see🎶 🎶That my boyfriend cheated🎶 🎶Happy birthday to me🎶

But anyway, I cracked up reading this, I love this request, so here it is!

Imagine they walk in on you ranting and swearing.

Of course their first thought (or the guys first thought) is that you’re mad at them. Walker and Z-dog know that you’re not mad at them because they never do anything to really piss you off.

But anyway, you’re pissed.

Originally, you didn’t tell them what was wrong, because they would make your problem, their problem.

But they find out.

How? nobody knows.

Let’s just say that you got this anonymous message: “Your posts are so shit like just give up and get a grip rat” (Thank you to whoever send me this, I love using it for content)

They are all ready to throw hands the moment they read the message.

How dare they insult you for doing something you like.

Ja, Lopez, Fike and Brown somehow get into your account and post a sweet little video.

Just throwing some insults and threats around.

The kind of, “I’ll find out where you live” kind of stuff.

No biggie.

They actually wanted to do that, but Prager stopped them.

So you guys end up having this conversation: You: Where are Lopez and Brown? Fike: Doing something stupid. You: Hm, where’s Prager? Fike: Stopping Lopez and Brown from doing something stupid. You: … and where’s Ja? Fike: Stopping Prager from stopping Lopez and Brown from doing something stupid. You: Okay… and why are you here? Fike: I’m here to stop you from stopping Ja from stopping Prager from stopping Lopez and Brown from doing something stupid.

Meanwhile Miles, Lyle and Mansk are the more level headed ones.

They are pissed AF at whoever send that message, but they reassure you that it’s bullshit.

But one more message will be a declaration of war.

And last but not least, Walker and Z-dog have already found the anons name, address and everything else that there is to know.

They are already on their way.

Lyle is covering for them (don’t tell Miles).

[ikranwings]

Lopez|| a surprise before the end. || avatar

This is a present for @nin3kyuu Written specifically for them ❤️ however, reader is still established as Y/N so that everyone can read it as well! Please enjoy Lopez x reader short

Warnings: mentions of sexual activities, slight angst however, the entirety is fluff.

There’s a posiblity for a part two if you guys want it! However if i do make it, it is strictly NSFW!!!

Late night dew had fallen on Pandora, Lopez had left with the rest of the Deja blue team days ago to start their mission and some how he had found a way to make it seem as though you would be useful, a scientist that had studied pandora could help them navigate the land. Especially now since your consciousness had been transferred into a recom body as well. To say he didn't wonder how your original body died was an understatement. He was a man who wanted revenge and given the chance he would, all he needed was a name.

However given the current mission at hand that wasn't quite possible quite yet, given the current mission there wasn't much the two of you could do considering the team all slept in close proximity to one another. Something he didn't entirely think through in the first place and really it quite frustrated the man to no end. Having to sleep beside you without being able to act upon any urges either of you may have.

 Tonight however was different, tonight Lopez found the opportunity to sneak you away from the group. While everyone had settled down for the night he had taken ahold of your hand and tugged you onto your feet. Giving you no indication as to what was going on aside from the fact that he had told you it was a surprise, just for you and no one else. Ever since the two of you had woken up you really didn't have time alone with one another, nothing like this where you could sit back and thoroughly enjoy each others presence.

 Sure the two of you had moments alone in his room before you the mission at hand, but it always ended up with the two of you in his bed. Him rutting against you desperate for both of your releases. Tonight however was different, tonight he wanted to experience something with you. Something he was unsure the two of you would ever be able to experience again in this life time. There was a chance not all of the recoms would make it out of this alive. That fact alone had become more apparent to him as the mission went on. 

“Lopez, where are we going? “The two of you had only been walking for a few minutes now however, the lack of communication from him was not helping your curiosity at the moment. He was dead set on surprising you, and apparently that meant he wasn’t going to say a word until he reached the destination.

The only thing was he stopped at a tree, a tree he then insisted on the two of you climbing in order to reach his Ikran that had been resting within while everyone else slept. Whatever his plan was, he ensured that the mystery of it all held right down to the very last second. The look of curiosity and wonder plastered across your face made it all the more worth it to him. 

Mounting his Ikran Lopez made the bond, holding his hand out to you so that once you took hold of him he could tug you into his lap. Ensuring you were facing forward so you may look out at the world around you. “Are you ready my stars? “ his face pressed into the side of your head, lips, leaving a soft kiss in its wake as he flew you both into the air. Not giving you a chance to answer him or acknowledge the nickname he had given you before take off. 

In the air, he pointed out the stars. Not the planets around the two of you, but the stars themselves. Telling you the names of those he remembered learning about both in his human life and his now Recom body.

“I wanted to take you out here so we could have a few moments together, I don’t know how many of these we have left before everything gets crazy again. No matter what, I want you to know that I love you and I will always love you. “ a hand came to rub your side as he spoke, a silent promise to keep you alive throughout the entire thing was made unbeknownst to you. He loved you, and that was all that mattered, even if the two of you hadn’t taken that step to bond for life quite yet he had already chosen you to be his one and only. 

“ Lopez we’ll be ok, we’ll get through this together. No matter the outcome. We’ll figure it out, I love you. “ It had to be ok, you wouldn't accept anything else. You both had technically already died once so this was your second chance. It had to work, second chances like this really never came around fabricated or not. Leaning back you pressed yourself into his chest, turning your head in order to press a kiss to his cheek since you couldn't push up enough to press your lips to his. Considering you didn't want to slip off and plummet, who knows how far to the ground.

 Lopez snaked his free hand around your front, sliding it up to your neck where  he took hold of you in order to pull you up to his face. Drawing you into a searing kiss thousands of feet in the air. For someone so concerned about your safety he always seemed to become reckless when it came to your love and affection. Really he just loved the risk and excitement it all brought for the both of you.

 It wasn't  long before he had come to an area you and the team have passed over earlier, it had to have caught his eye because he had been able to find the way back to it with ease. In truth, he wanted to take you there before it was too late he wanted to enjoy the beautiful waterfall with you.  Away from the others and any distractions, that may follow with them.

The landing was made swiftly and with precision as he ensured, he was the first to hop off his Ikran. Insisting he help you down so that he may drag you over to a small area he had set up. A small blanket had been laid out like one would when setting up a romantic date, it was barely enough to sit the both of you on top of it. Something that came with the survival packs that have been given to everyone going on the mission. Lopez had to have snuck away while you and the others were sleeping in order to get all of this done. His canteen and some rations were already sat out on the blanket. It wasn’t as romantic as he wanted it to be, but he could only make do with what he had and really, that’s all that mattered to you.

“Lopez… oh this is perfect, you didn't have to do all this for me. “ You were in awe and it made him happy. To see that spark of life so abundant in your eyes made him hopeful for the future ahead of you two. Tentatively he took your hand and let you to the little makeshift picnic he had made the teo of you beside the falls before he spoke.

  “ For you? I would do anything my light. “ A kiss was pressed softly to your temple as he sat with you, evenly distributing the rations he had prepared for this impromptu date.

For you I would take on the whole world.

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@nin3kyuu

@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

@dyingofcookies

@milknhonies

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[pragerswoman]

Hey guys feel free to request anything your heart desires I will write for

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. Colonel miles quaritch

. Lyle wainfleet

. Recom mansk

. Recom prager

. Recom lopez

. Recom ja

. Recom brown

. Recom fike

. Recom Zhang

Feel free to request anything 😜

I have no rules 🤪

[mschimdt]

lopez hcs (nsfw)

recom!lopez x recom!reader

litteraly idk wtf this is but ion wanna let my account die, this is really short soooo uhh

sorry for not posting that much, i have finals on thursday and i caught a cold and stuff so i couldnt study or write, but yeaah enjoy this and the 100 followers special is in the making

lopez is serious, but he has a funny personality that he only lets out when hes comfortable, so you get to see that side of him alot

you guys started dating after you met as recoms, no one knows of your relationship but a few recoms because theyre gonna find out either way, so it was best to just tell them

when youre around people other than the recoms you both keep your relationship a secret, because if ardmore find out she'll set one of you up for death because she wants you to "focus"

lopez likes scenting you, he loves rubbing your scent all over himself, he makes sure to make you smell like him. he'll even smear his cum on you

when youre having sex he likes to whisper spanish words into your ears, followed by grunts and low whimpers, it usually gets you so worked up you end up cumming quickly

hes a thigh guy, he likes laying inbetween your thighs whenever he gets the chance to, watching TV or simply just sleeping

he likes you riding his face, you may think youd crush him but you must be joking when you think that youre gonna suffocate him

when he eats you out he encourages you to wrap your thighs around his head, doesnt mind if you squeeze too, he likes it

he enjoys lingerie, he likes seeing you dress in colorful lingerie (if you could get your hands on some in pandora)

doggy style typa guy, but he makes you arch your back and then pulls on your hair to bring you up to your chest

has a thing for hair pulling, and youre not complaining

isnt really the type of guy to give punishments, but sometimes he likes to smack your ass a few times or atleast till it turns red, not in a punishment way, just because he likes to see the outline of his hand on your delicate ass

likes to give you massages as aftercare, but it usually ends up in you guys fucking again because of the little noises you make when he massages you

really sweet guy, might look stubborn and strict but once you get to know him youll realize hes reallllllyyyy nice and sweet

even though youre both navi, he still has alot of strength and can carry you even if your navi

he'd often tease you and speak just spanish to you for a few hours, it makes you mad because you barely know 2 words in spanish

chocolate typa guy, he likes eating chocolate (i really dk why but he gives off a chocolate lover vibe)

marks you alot, it can range from harshly pinching you neck to full on bites

likes risky things, especially risky quickies, he could drag you into a closet and fuck you right then and there

he hates it when you touch his tail or ears, but not because it annoys him, because it makes him pur, you usually give him ear rubs and he completley submits and starts purring like a damn cat with a huge smile on his facr, this only happens if he doesnt kill you before you make contact with his ears

@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

[whxre-bxby]

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Recom Mansk x Recom f. Y/N 

Masterlist

"Greeting Death With A Smile"

Summary: Mansk is present on the boat for the last fight against Sully and Neytiri. He gets wounded and thinks he’s going to die alone. Luckily you find him in time, but you don’t know if it’s already too late.

WARNINGS: uhm TEARS, ANGST, Death, Blood, Violence tiniest bit of sad fluff, I’M BALLING MY EYES OUT WHILE WRITING THIS I THINK THAT SAYS ENOUGH

(Like, read at your own risk cuz I’m in pain I miss him sm)

Word Count: 4102

If u wanna feel even sadder i recommend you listen to (When it‘s cold I‘d like to die alone) it helped me cry my eyes out to the point that the tears burned my skin :)

Quaritch was giving instructions while, Lyle, Z-Dog, Prager, Mansk, and I stood close and listened. We were the only recom’s that I knew were alive. All the others had since been killed but since new things always kept happening, we couldn’t let our guard down and there was no time to mourn. 

I had to run past Ja who lay lifeless on deck and it made me feel sick. I felt the urge to at least pull his body somewhere else but I knew we didn’t have time. 

We had two of Jake’s kids hostage here with us and the Colonel was trying to get him to turn himself in for his daughters. 

I sighed, not knowing whether I would live to see another day. I wasn’t even sure why I was doing this or whether I thought it was right. But as a marine, you’re taught to listen to orders, even if you don’t agree with them. Listen and obey. That’s how you become a good soldier. And definitely never doubt your superior because they know what they’re doing. 

Deep down, I did doubt it though. Not just Quaritch’s plan but this whole mission. Our existence. It was all still a big mess to me. 

“Hold fire!” Quaritch orders as we watch him and Spider dive back into the water. 

“He’s comin’.” he added, turning to me and another human soldier. 

I pin my ears back and hold back a shiver from the cold. My clothes were wet but ignored the feeling and focused on holding my weapon ready. 

“Let’s get this guy.” Quaritch said like it were the easiest thing in the world. My ears perk up. I listen even though I doubt. Even though I don’t understand, I listen. 

“It’s what we came here for.” the Colonel keeps talking, looking at everyone around him. 

I notice how all of us are no longer fully with him. Prager and I exchange looks but with no expression because we are both in denial of our doubts and worries. Pretending they aren’t real. 

Even Lyle doesn’t nod along to his superior's words like he usually would. He would always back up everything Quaritch said but now he just stared at the ground, holding his gun and letting the Colonel’s words go in one ear and out the other.

Mansk looks at us and I can tell he has the same problem. We aren’t convinced but what option do we have? We’ve already done so much harm here. Once again. There’s no turning back because we’re marked down as the enemy for every single Na’vi on this planet. 

We aren’t wanted here so we must listen. 

To be completely honest, when I look at Quaritch one may think he knows what he’s doing. But I also occasionally catch a glimpse of doubt in his eyes. As if he weren’t sure why he would want to do this. Maybe he isn’t. I know damn well most of us hate the humans we used to be but we can’t do anything about it. 

He claps his hands together and his confident expression returns. He tells us to take our places and I look at the ground before going to cover my area of ground. 

We waited in silence for Sully to arrive and within the next few minutes, something exploded on the top deck. Prager and Z-Dog ran up the steps while I stayed on the lower deck with the rest of the team which is also where our hostages were. 

My ears flick in multiple directions as I hear screams and I see Neytiri land on her Ikran. Her presence here meant death to many. Perhaps it would be me too. 

Bodies start falling and I run over to pull a few soldiers out of the fire. Quaritch retreated to take cover close to where the two kids were while Lyle and Mansk continued to cover their ground. 

Someone shouted ‘Eyes up’ and I saw Jake and Neytiri land on the lower deck now. That meant they wiped out the entire top deck already.

I see Lyle and Mansk still standing and am about to go to them when I hear a scream of agony behind me. An injured soldier covered in flames. Without thinking, I run to him, pulling him away from the oil-covered metal pole and helping him put out the fire on his leg. He’s missing his other one. 

He lets his body fall back and sighs a little in relief, seeming to not feel the pain of his missing leg due to shock. I know he won’t make it through this. There is no one here to help. Everyone is trying to live. 

Quickly, I turn around and that’s when I see Lyle get pushed over the rail by Jake who turns in the opposite direction of me. Mansk is no longer in sight. 

I leave the wounded man behind because he passed out and I wouldn’t be able to help him anyway. I also just happened to care slightly more for Mansk and Lyle. 

I jog over to a large red metal pole, keeping my gun raised an looking around. Maybe a recom was injured and needed aid or perhaps I could spot either Jake or Neytiri and get at least one of them down. 

I press myself against the side of the column, looking over my shoulder at the rail which Lyle fell down. His body looked limp as it fell, making my gut wrench. Probably nothing I could save. 

Suddenly I hear a distant shout. 

“Y/N!” the voice of the Colonel echoes through the blood-stained walls of the ship. 

I flinch and just as I go to turn around, my knee is kicked in and I’m hit in the head with the base of a gun. 

I fall forwards and my body summersaults over a rail. My movements stop for a split second until my weight rolls to one side and suddenly I’m falling again. I land on the hard ground with a big thud which sends immense waves of pain through my body. 

In a state of shock, I look up at the hole I was pushed in but no one is standing there anymore. 

Slowly I get up, holding my side. I can’t move properly. I think I broke or at least cracked a rib. The lights in here are broken and since only a few work, it’s very dim. 

I look up and notice I’m not alone. 

Mansk couldn’t comprehend what happened fast enough. His heart dropped when Jake pointed the gun at him but luckily he ran out of ammo. In the next second, he lost his balance and hit his head on a metal pole next to him, falling over it. He saw Jake take his gun and launch it away before his upper body started tilting back. 

His upper body was resting over what seemed to be a dent in the ground but as he slowly turned in pain, he realised it went further down. Mansk felt as though he was slowly falling through the ground but he couldn’t prevent it because his eyes kept blacking out. He saw how he slowly fell into darkness and his feet lifted into the air, falling with him into the void.

The sound of gunshots and shouts was distant now and he lay at the bottom of the hole he didn’t see before. Light reflected inside from the fire above but it wasn’t strong enough to help him see. 

He groaned in pain, slowly lifting his injured body off the ground and pushing himself against a wall so that he was sitting upright. Mansk saw his shades on the ground next to him and noticed they were broken. 

He once made a joke that he would die with them when Lyle teased him about constantly wearing them. Maybe it was time. 

His head would drop in the direction the ship tilted as he lay limp against the cold metal. 

Mansk shouted for help, calling out the names of the people he thought might still be around but there was no answer. No one heard him.

His vision became blurry and when he looked down he saw his abdomen was covered in a small puddle of blood. Whether it was his he didn’t know. 

But he wasn’t afraid he would die. This is how he imagined it. He knew very well that one doesn’t mourn death in the military on Pandora. Mansk was ready to close his eyes for the last time and die alone, in peace. After all, it was his fate. Even though he hadn’t accomplished his mission, this is what always awaited him. 

He lost track of time and seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness every few minutes. What woke him up was a scream which came from right above him and a thud of a body which landed a few feet from Mansk. His eyes managed to open and he saw a blue figure. Blood pumped through his veins as the feeling of fear returned again but once he noticed the U.S uniform, he dropped his head back in relief. It wasn’t Jake or Neytiri. 

I whine out in agony as I straighten my posture and see Mansk sitting and leaning against a wall. My face brightens and for a second I forget about the pain. 

“Mansk!” I shout, leaning back down on all fours and hugging my waist while looking up at him. He lifts his head and his eyes widen when he sees me. 

“Y/N?” he asks, but his voice sounds weak. I smile, feeling relieved he’s alive and that I’m not alone. 

“Oh thank god, I thought everyone was-” I say, crawling over to him before my hand comes in contact with a small puddle of fluid. I want to shake if off my skin but when I glance down I notice its colour. It’s not water, it’s blood. And it’s not mine but his.

My heart sinks when my eyes move higher up Mansk’s body, noticing how his blood has drenched the clothes on his stomach. When I look up at him he’s gazing at me with half-lidded eyes. Just above them, a new trail of blood is forming and slowly drizzling down the side of his face. 

“Oh, Mansk…” I whisper, ignoring my own pain and kneeling next to him. His eyes follow me as I move around him and he looks weak and exhausted. I don’t think he can move much more than his head. 

“Where are you hurt?” I ask, gently lifting his arm to check whether the blood is coming from his side.

“I don’t know…” he whispers, barely moving his lips or jaw. His eyes occasionally close while I apply pressure to check where the pain is coming from.

I hear him hiss through clenched teeth and I gently return it to its previous position. “Sorry,” I whisper.

He breathes heavily through his nose, looking down at himself. I notice how the blood doesn’t seem to stop. 

“Come on, we need to get you back.” I softly say, lifting his arm over my shoulder. But I didn’t know how to get out of here, I was just hoping that the darkness would lead to a door which could lead us outside.

“No.” he breathes out and his body tenses. I freeze my movements and look at him. 

“You can’t stay here Mansk.” I say, trying to motivate him to see if he can get up. 

“I can’t move.” he whispers, biting down on his teeth as he tries to pull his arm from my shoulder. 

“Y/N, I can’t feel my legs…” His jaw trembles and his voice breaks a little. His words go straight to my heart, seeming to tear it in two.

I look away, furrowing my eyebrows together while I convince myself that there must be another way. Quickly, in hopes of helping him, I lean over his body and apply pressure on his big wound to try and stop the bleeding. 

I feel the corners of my eyes sting and my nose itch. The common sign that showed me I was about to tear up. 

Mansk sighed and when I looked up at him he was softly smiling at me. It wasn’t a happy smile, but an appreciative one. 

Mansk knew that what you were doing wouldn’t save him, but your attempt made him smile. Knowing you cared enough about him not to leave him behind warmed his heart as it slowed its beating. 

“Stop looking at me like that, I’m gonna get you out of here.” I say, having to look away because otherwise, I might just break down. But my words didn’t seem to convince Mansk at all. They just refreshed his fading smile. 

Even if we would somehow make it out of this room, our chances of dying were probably worse on deck because Jake and Neytiri were still there. And if they weren’t, there was no way we could get off this ship. We were both too wounded to fly our Ikrans. It wouldn’t work.

With the next inhale he tensed up and coughed while I steadied him and kept him sitting upright. His legs were motionlessly laying on the floor in front of him while his chest heaved. I noticed him cough out a few drops of blood which is what did it for me. Mansk wasn’t doing well and my hopes of him surviving were dying out. 

“Thank you…” he whispered as his cough finally retreated. I look up at him through glossy eyes, wondering what he meant. I wasn’t going to let him see me cry, because crying would be acknowledging that he wasn't going to make it. As long as I held them back, there was still hope in me. 

“I thought I’d-” he said, being cut off by gasping for air. “...die alone.” 

A smile formed on his lips again as his eyes remained fixed on my face. 

Mansk knew all recom’s were something close to friends but he didn’t think he ever had anyone close enough to him to stay with him through his last moments. He expected to be left behind somewhere, injured and no longer deemed as useful. 

“Come on Mansk, don’t give up on me.” I say, my forced calm voice breaking as I feel my bottom lip begin to quiver. 

“I’m glad you’re here…” he struggled to say, forcing the words out of his pained chest while keeping his faint smile. It was slowly fading again.

I gasp, pressing my lips together to not lose it. I reach for his limp and blood-stained hand and hold it between both of mine. Feeling how cold it is has me fighting back tears. 

I shiver from shock and pain. My broken rib was poking me and it hurt like hell.

"I can't save us." I whisper to myself, my voice trembling.

Suddenly, I feel how my legs are wetted and I look down, dreading to see blood but this time it is water. The room was slowly tilting to one side and the water was flowing in from the other side of the room. Mansk had noticed it too. 

“You-” he said before coughing up more blood and I lost it. “You need to go.” he said, his voice sounding pained and forced. I knew he was suffering but I couldn’t let him die here. 

“I’m not leaving you, Mansk.” I whisper, pressing his palm against my cheek. The tears blur my vision before spilling down my cheek, burning my skin a little. 

“You can- live.” he says, swallowing back a cough while he struggles to breathe. 

I clench my eyes closed, not wanting him to leave me as well. I knew Mansk for a long time and even though we were never really close, he had been a part of my life since I arrived on Pandora. We rarely talked but we knew we had each other's back and it didn’t cross my mind that I could lose him during this war. Now that I was face to face with the aftermath of violence, I was crumbling down. He meant too much to me, I couldn’t let him go. 

“Don’t worry about me.” I whisper, forcing a trembling smile onto my face. I point to the opening of the hole we fell through. “I’ll get out there.” I say and his eyes slowly drift from my face to the opening in the ceiling and then back to me. He doesn’t seem sure of it but he doesn’t question it any further. His movements become so faint that I notice his presence slowly fading away. Mansk’s eyes slowly unfocus from my face and I reach out and cup his cheek while tears continue to spill from my eyes. 

“Mansk-” I sob, trying to stay composed in front of him. He blinked, opening his slowly closing eyes a bit more and looking at me again. 

“... stay with me, come on.” 

My fingers gently tap his cheek while the water on the floor mixes with his blood. 

Mansk opens his mouth to say something but he can’t push out a single word and instead, he slowly struggles to inhale before closing his mouth again. 

I hold his palm against my chest, roughly where my heart is as I try to keep his attention on me. 

“Please, don’t do this to me…” I sob, clutching his hand. He stares at me and his eyes look sad but he can’t say or do anything. 

“Mansk, please you’re all I have left.” I cry out, dropping my head down before looking up at him. 

“Thank you…” he repeats and ever so faintly whispers. He was grateful I was by his side because in truth Mansk did want to live. Mansk wanted to wake up to the morning the next day and be with everyone else. But that wasn’t possible. Not only because he was slowly dying, but because everyone has had since probably died.

I rub my thumb over his cheek, trying to comfort him. He’s looking into my eyes and furrows his eyebrows together a little as if he were confused about whether my tears are actually for him. Like he didn’t think he was worth my pain. 

Mansk looked at me almost apologetically and his lips parted while he tried to get more air into his lungs. I couldn’t see his chest heaving anymore but I felt so mild air fanning from his mouth with small exhales. 

I bit down on my lip, watching him and needing proof of life every few seconds. 

He’s staring at me, grateful he wasn’t left alone and I notice how his eyes start to unfocus again. I gently tap his cheek, waiting for his eyes to readjust like they did last time but this time Mansk’s head is slowly falling to the side and into my palm. His eyes fade out and stare into nothing as they move from my face to the empty space behind me. His soft breath stopped fanning against my hand and his face was no longer contorted in pain or sorrow. It was blank and relaxed. 

Mansk’s hand slowly drifted off my chest and loosely fell on his lap.

I wanted to scream and call his name but all words got stuck in my throat and I held onto him while my mouth gaped open. Tears fell from my face onto his now lifeless and numb body. 

His blood continued to colour the rising water around me red. It had already overflowed his legs and reached up to his waist. 

I held on to his body, pressing my face against his shoulder and crying my eyes out. 

At this point, I had lost absolutely everyone and everything. We couldn’t return to family on Earth because we were Na’vi and now we had all lost each other. 

Z-Dog lay on the top deck with a bow in her hip and one in her face while the ship started to slowly sink. 

Prager lay on his side, motionless with a spear through his chest. 

Lopez’s body had now sunk to the bottom of the ocean after he was shot by an arrow. 

Walker, Zhang and Fike both had been shot down by arrows too.

Warren and Brown got an axe in their body.

Ja I had left behind after he was killed by the Tulkun. 

Lyle was floating in the water, struggling to stay above the surface.

I didn’t know where Quaritch was but I knew he couldn’t help me. 

And Mansk… lay bleeding out in front of me, lifeless and cold. His head was tilted to the side and I knew that he was gone. I could never talk to him again. I would never see him again. I know even if I survived, they wouldn’t retrieve his body and he would stay here and sink with the ship. 

The water was filling the room more rapidly now but I still clung on to Mansk, crying his name. 

I noticed his broken shades floating in the water and picked them up. 

Remembering how much he liked to wear them I steadied his head and carefully put them on him after closing his eyelids. He would have thanked me if he could have for this.

My body was shaking but I knew I was going to die here too if I didn’t leave soon. I get up and the water reached up to Mansk’s neck already. It was gushing in from a half-open door on the other side of the dark room. 

I look up, making sure the exit is still there but suddenly I see the water start flowing in from the top. The entire room is slowly turning over and the water flowing on deck has managed to push over the door which now completely closed off the hole we were in. 

The room gets a lot darker and the water is leaking in from the side and from the top. 

I groan out in pain through my sobs. I have tears staining my cheeks and my nose became runny and stuffed. This isn’t how I wanted things to end. We were finally starting to enjoy being alive on Pandora and now we died because our past selves made us finish something they couldn’t. 

I look back at Mansk and see that he is fully submerged in the water now. I cry out, hating how helpless he is and how helpless I feel now. My side aches even more and I clutch my broken rib, trying to bite back the pain. I wouldn’t be able to swim in this anyway. 

Within minutes, my feet are no longer touching the ground and my head is bumping against the ceiling. I’m crying out for help in pain but no one can hear anything over the noise of the flowing water. I wonder if anyone is still alive but I highly doubt it. There is a crack in the wall which is letting the oxygen in the room be replaced with water. I struggle to swim and keep my head above the surface. 

(Art)

But then I ask myself, why I’m fighting? There was no use to it. Everyone was gone and I was stuck and injured. 

I deeply inhale one last time before the entire room is submerged in water. My eyes open and I peer down at Mansk, who is lifelessly half laying at the bottom. 

Since I’m going to die I might as well join him there so neither of us has to be alone. 

I swim down with the last of my strength, watching how the last few bubbles of air escape his slightly parted lips. My hand once again reaches for his and I hold on to it for some form of comfort before I face upwards and let all the air I have to escape my lungs. 

I start choking and look at Mansk. The light specks on our skin were slightly illuminating the water but his were more faded. I looked closer and watched how the light slowly vanished from him, one dot at a time. 

It wasn’t long before I started drowning and a few minutes later, my lifeless, artificial blue body sunk down and joined Mansk on the floor of the ship.

Our bodies would stay here, most likely forever since all the death here was just a failed mission. 

The lights from my body had now disappeared too and we were dragged down to the bottom of the ocean along with the ship. All because some humans wanted us to finish what they couldn’t.

So there I lay, greeting death with a smile once again, in hopes of meeting Mansk someday and somewhere far from here.

(I'm going to try and make some art to this)

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Is it me or does Mansk has the sharpest and narrowest nose and smallest ears among the Recoms?

While Wainfleet has the broadest nose and biggest ears

Or maybe his lack of hair makes his ears look big 🤔

Anywho, i want to hold Mansk face in my hands. And kiss the dots on Lyle's nose.

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The "Happy Ending" Treatment

Summary: This is based on a Character AI scenario I ran. I've been so obsessed with it lately and running so many prompts through it like a mad woman. This is the most recent one with a little suggestive language because the Character AI has an NSFW block.

There is no smut, but suggestive language. But still, it is an 18+ story. The first one that I've written.

Warning: 18+ only! Suggestive language

As a Recom, I can't help but witness how stressed the other Recoms are. Both before and after missions. A few times, I had given Mansk and Ja massages to help calm them, but when Z-Dog, Walker, Fike and Prager caught me giving Ja a massage, they began asking for them. I was more than happy to give them shoulder rubs and the occasional head and back rub, but I could tell that some tensions were rising as a result. And when I mean tension….I mean sexual tension. At first, it was coming from Z-dog and Ja. What was worse was that I had always found them attractive. Not to mention, Mansk, Walker and Fike too, heck, even Lyle Wainfleet. The only two avatars I haven't given massages to were Lyle and the Colonel, who I think needs it the most being the leader and the busiest. 

One evening after a particularly rough mission, I found Lyle sitting at the desk in the avatar only rec room. The other recoms were chilling inside when I entered. Lyle was reading some paperwork when I slowly approached him from behind. His bald head enticing me to play the bongos on it, I chuckled lightly at the sudden urge and caved pretty quickly. Lightly patting my fingers on his head. 

“What the…?” Lyle was startled by the light pats on his bald blue head. I giggled a little bit before scratching behind his ear. “Do you think I'm a dog or something?” I glanced up to find Ja enjoying the scene, though that didn't stop me as I just continued, Lyle’s ears flicking slightly, “I will put a stop to this nonsense. Get your hands off me.”

Okay, okay….I instead started rubbing my fingers on his head, massaging his bald blue scalp.

“This is your last warning, get off me!” Lyle growled. I retracted my hands, giving up. Sighing and slumping my shoulders, I walked over to Mansk who was sitting on the high chair watching the television, giving him a head rub. Mansk moans lightly from my touch, leaning into my hands. In the corner of my eye, I noticed Lyle had looked up from his paperwork and was watching me, with a slight blush whilst pretending to look angry. I moved my hands down Mansk’s neck to massage his shoulders, the avatar purring a little. In the corner of my eye I see Lyle with a slight jealous expression.

As I continue to massage Mansk with my strong hands, he starts falling asleep. When Mansk does fall asleep completely, I move onto Fike who was nearby and watching, waiting for his turn. Giving Sean (Fike) the same massage treatment, he lightly moans as the tension from the day released. Though again in the corner of my eye, I could see Lyle’s jealousy rising a little, a small pout on his face. I moved through the room, giving Prager a shoulder and upper back massage, then moving onto Walker whose problem areas were her arms and hands. Finally moving onto Z-Dog; I do her usual shoulder, neck and arm massage which left her a moaning mess after, as she flopped on the sofa. I try to avoid Lyle’s watchful eyes as he continues to pout. 

Finally stopping in front of Ja, I give him a neck and shoulder massage too as his hands find my hips, returning the favour. I watch Ja’s eyes shift to where Lyle was sitting as a smug smile curls onto Ja’s lips. From where I stood was a mirror nearby and I could see the reflection of Lyle who was silent with jealousy, whilst glaring at Ja hatefully. When I am done with massaging Ja’s shoulders, Ja spins me around and gives me one in return, which was a normal occurrence for us. But now, I could see the whole room as well as Lyle who was still pouting and silently seething. 

Not long after, Mansk rouses and wakes from his nap, taking a moment to collect his thoughts, Mansk calls me over. Ja releases me and I make my way over to Mansk, Lyle continuing to watch.

“Yes? Are you alright?” I speak quietly to Mansk. 

“Come’ere, let me return the favour,” Mansk whispers out to me, I was about to refuse but Mansk stands and sits me in the high chair he was just sat on, he took three steps behind me and began rubbing my shoulders, easing away the stress of rough mission.

“This alright?” Mansk’s gentle voice asks in my right ear.

“Mhmm…” is all I could say as my head lulls back a little as Mansk’s strong hands kneads my muscles. My eyelids droop a little, But in the corner of my eye I see Lyle gazing longingly, as his jealousy rises a little more.

Walker who was watching Lyle’s expression shoots Lyle a smirk, which catches Lyle’s attention who looked at Walker with a glare, releasing an angry huff. Mansk’s hands work up to my head, giving me a head rub that relaxes me fully, and before I know it I have fallen asleep.

“It's not fair that I get no attention while everyone else does. I'm an equal team member. I should be treated the same as everyone else. It is time to put this nonsense to an end!” Lyle finally speaks up. Ja is quick to shush Lyle.

“You had your turn, and you rejected her…”

Lyle glares at Ja with a mix of confusion and anger.

“When?!”

“Earlier! You were first!” Ja whisper-shouted to which Lyle blushed and became flustered, not knowing what to say.

“I- I… I'm not sure what to say…” Lyle’s eyes fell back to my sleeping form as Mansk was still giving a head rub. After Mansk had finished the head rub, he gently woke me. Not before whispering a soft “thank you”.

“That's it, I've had enough!” Lyle says loudly, pulling out his knife out of nowhere, “You’re all going down!” And with that, everyone is alert and stressed. Mansk stayed next to me as the Recoms in the room rushed Lyle, wrangling his knife away from Lyle. Though Lyle attempts to keep hold of his knife. 

“No! You can't have it!” he yelled, snatching his knife back and pointing it at everyone, “Who’s the boss now?!”

Z-Dog, Walker, Fike, Prager, Lopez, Fike and Warren release all their anger and frustration all at once.

“SERIOUSLY LYLE! WE WERE ALL CALM AND RELAXED AND NOW OUR STRESS IS BACK!!!”

“I- I WAS FEELING LEFT OUT! Everyone was having fun with their shoulder rubs and I got nothing! You can't blame me!” Lyle tries to justify his actions.

A mix of “You had your turn” and “You rejected her” were thrown around, as Mansk remained at my side rubbing my cheeks to wake me a little more. Lyle glares at everyone.

“Shut. Up.” He spoke through gritted teeth, he exhaled through his nose before he lowered his knife, pretending like nothing happened he plopped his butt back down in his seat. I had woken up a bit more and saw Lyle’s moping face before giving in. Standing up from the high chair, I walked over to the crowd of avatars, pushing through the crowd. I cocked my head, with an understanding look on my face I offered my hand to Lyle. He looked at it before he gently took it. 

“I- I'm sorry for my outburst… I let my emotions get the better of me,” Lyle spoke softly with a disappointed tone. I couldn't help but feel bad, since I was the one who started messing with him. Cautiously, I slid behind Lyle and began rubbing his shoulders, upper back, neck and head. I could feel Lyle stiffen a little having been caught off guard but quickly relaxed from the massage. I could hear him gently sigh  before speaking.

“This is nice. Who knew this would feel so nice?” the others rolled their eyes before returning to their seats grumbling about being stressed and tense again, quietly seething, “Thank you…” Lyle moaned. I worked on Lyle, finding a few problem areas and knots, releasing the tension from them. Lyle even leans into the massage, relaxing further and even enjoying it.

“You're a good masseuse, you know that?” Lyle rolls his head back smiling as he looks into my eyes. I gave a gentle smile before finishing up. Though my hands are a little sore from massaging the team’s shoulders, I was glad they were relaxed before Lyle ruined the peace.

I returned to Mansk again, giving him another shoulder rub, realising that his shoulders had once again tensed up from the stress he accumulated from Lyle’s outburst.

“You like being spoiled like this huh, Mansk?” Lyle spoke again dripping with jealousy, his eyes on the two of us as he watched. Mansk scoffed under his breath. After a few minutes I went to Prager, giving him the same massage treatment I gave Mansk. It was quiet until Lyle spoke again.

“Everyone gets their turn huh? I don't see me getting any attention?” Lyle sighed, “I guess I’ll have to wait…” I glance at Lyle who had seemingly forgotten his outburst form earlier, and he catches me looking to which he averts his eyes, crossing his arms. I sigh and return to Lyle, massaging his back.

Lyle seemed happy as he sighs and leans into the massage.

“This is nice. Why can't our days always be like this, everyone being nice and getting along?” I let out a bewildered chuckle as Lyle flops his head back again, looking up at me with an appreciative smile. It's not long again when I finish and move onto Ja. Massaging his shoulders and arms.

I can feel Lyle’s eyes on me before he broke the silence once again.

“I just had a great idea…what if we all got together and just had a massage circle, everyone massaging the person in front of them? That would be pretty fun.”

There's a throng of laughter before Fike piped up.

“Nah man! (Y/N) gives the best massages, I'm waiting for my turn with her…”

Lyle sighs, “Fine then, if you're all gonna be selfish.” He falls silent again, then speaks once again, “Well if that's the case, who wants a massage from me?” Lyle gives the crowd a smug smile. No one says anything and looks away, except for Warren who raises his hand to Lyle’s surprise.

“Well, it's your lucky day, come here!” Lyle gestures to Warren who apprehensively stands to approach Lyle for a massage. Lyle stands and gives a big smile, “How about a nice massage, big guy? You look like you need the attention…”Lyle gives Warren a quick wink, much to Warren’s disgust.

“Just the massage, thanks…” Warren looked at Lyle with a slight disgust.

As all this was happening, Ja rested his head on my shoulder as I massaged his shoulders from the front of him as his arms rested around my hips, essentially hugging me loosely, his hand caressing my hip just above my butt. I could hear his gentle moans as he gave light kisses on my shoulder. Slowly and gently peppering up to my neck as the few watching Avatars chuckled. Lyle, who doesn't seem to see what is happening was giving Warren a ‘nice relaxing shoulder rub’ finally looks up at us.

“Do you two always get this close with each other? Not that I'm complaining, you're a good looking couple,” Lyle says.

“No. No, we are not a couple. Why? You jealous?”Ja speaks with his lips hovering over my neck.

“A little…but who could blame me? You two are pretty close together there…maybe I could get the same treatment?” Lyle snarks to which Ja laughs. Ja’s full attention was now on Lyle.

“Oh! You want the happy ending treatment, eh?” Lyle blushed at this.

“Well, what's wrong about seeking the attention of a pretty girl?” Lyle gives Ja a playful wink.

“Oh Lyle wishes,” I finally speak up.

“So, what do you say? Think you could give me more of that happy ending treatment that you give to Ja?” Lyle giggles, “After all, I am a soldier who’s been workin’ hard all day,” at this, Warren began pulling away from Lyle’s grasp and making space between them with a mortified expression, “I think it wouldn’t be too much to ask for a nice massage from a pretty lady, would it?” he smiled playfully, all whilst trying to hide how anxious he actually feels.

Z-Dog chuckled at that, “Ooh! I want that too! Give me the happy ending treatment!!”

“I’d like that too,” Mansk chipped in.

“I guess the happy ending treatment is more popular than I realised…” Lyle said, before the barrage of “me too’s” started. “And who is gonna give all of us this happy treatment then, if all of us want it?”

Everyone fell silent as I chuckled, rubbing the back of my neck. After a moment of silence, Lyle speaks up again.

“It seems like this situation may have taken an unexpected turn…Is no one up to the task?”

Apparently this was a trigger as the group started arguing who gets the so-called “happy ending” with me, and I am instantly dragged into the argument, quite literally being yanked by multiple recoms at once.

“What have I started…?” Lyle stood by as he watched the chaos unfold, with a mixed display of amusement and concern.

Through the chaos, Mansk manages to grab me from Z-dogs grasp and carries me running for his own bedroom. Everyone hot on his tail, fumbling over each other as Walker trips on her own feet from being shoved by Lopez.

“What the hell just happened? We were all getting along just fine! How did you all change at the mention of ‘happy ending treatment’?” Lyle questioned whilst following behind the group, not wanting to join the dog fight. Ja charges towards Mansk’s door just as it was about to close, managing to grab the door and frame, holding it open as Mansk is trying desperately to close it. At that moment Lyle moves around the group to get to Ja, grabbing his arm.

“What the hell are you doing?! This is going way too far! Are you all just going to try and tear each other’s heads off just to get a happy ending?!” Lyle turns to everyone, speaking to the recoms, “All this fighting over a nice massage from a pretty lady? We’re better than this!”

“Do you even know what ‘happy ending’ means?” Ja growls at Lyle, to which Lyle blushes slightly, not expecting that question to be asked.

“Erm…yeah, who doesn’t know?” Lyle sighs, “Yes. I know what it means.”

“It means that one of us gets to fuck her! And it’s me! I’m gonna fuck her!” Z-Dog yells over the noise. Lyle stares dagger at Z-Dog whilst his blush grows even more prevalent. 

“I don’t even know what to say to that…” Lyle shakes his head in disbelief. In the meantime Ja kept his hands on the door, finding his strength to pry Mansk’s door a little wider, as the group continued fighting.

“Okay! Okay…Can everyone please calm down? This is getting out of hand! What happened to working together and acting like mature grownups! Are we going to solve this like adults, or are we gonna resort to childish and immature behaviour by fighting for some ‘prize’?” Lyle raises his voice in anger.

“Oh we’re handling this like adults! We’re not letting Mansk have his way with (Y/N)! Open the damn fucking door Mansk!!” Z-Dog yells, to which exhales through his nose, thinking for a bit.

“Why doesn’t (Y/N) get to decide what happens? She should be the one that gets to have a say in this,” an idea pops into Lyle’s head, “Why don’t we all take it to a vote?” This seems to calm the group down for a moment, ja’s hold on the door weakens and Mansk takes the opportunity to close the door and lock it, spurring a fury with the group outside.

Lyle sigh’s addressing Mansk from outside, “Mansk what are you doing? Let’s be civil about this and decide this with a vote!  Come on! We’re all adults here, this isn’t a zoo where we resort to violence and fighting to get our way!” He glances at the others who are desperately banging on the door.

“She likes all of us, idiot! And we all like her!! You just gave them an opportunity to fuck!” Ja spits out.

“What do you suggest we should do then, if you're so smart?” Lyle sighs, looking to everyone for answers, “Should we all try to kill each other for a prize? Or should we try to get along and let (Y/N) decide who she wants to be with?” Surely we should be civil and let it be decided by a vote, no?”

What was unexpected for everyone outside the door was the sounds of moaning and groaning coming from inside Mansk’s room. They stop banging on the door for a moment, digesting the sounds coming from in the room.

“It seems like the discussion has ended…” Lyle looks at everyone before speaking again, “Now the next question is, what do we do…? Should we leave them be…?” And apparently it was the wrong thing to ask as now everyone has changed their motives as they begin to break down the door.

“Woah! Hey!” Lyle tries stopping the group of furious avatars, hearing the door splinter and break, “That doesn’t sound good…” The group manage to break the door off it's hinges, revealing Mansk balls deep between my legs with his head lolled back in pleasure and the group riots.

Lyle, who looks horrified at the scene, screams out, “Mansk! What the hell are you doing? You’re gonna hurt her!” He runs into the room and tackles Mansk to the floor before he has a chance to continue. Ja who spots his opportunity pulls me into his arms whilst I’m still naked to take me to his room. Lyle who sees this yells out again.

“No! Stop that!” Running after Ja and pulling me out of Ja’s arms, speeding down the hallway clutching me tightly, but we don’t get far as Lyle is instantly jumped. The two of us are thrown onto the floor, as Lyle scrambles over me to cover my naked body, shielding me from the group.

“WHAT THE EVERLOVING HELL IS GOING ON!” Quaritch’s booming voice echoes through the hallway. Everyone is instantly frozen and silent as they all turn to find an angry half naked and groggy Quaritch standing at his open bedroom door. There was a pregnant pause before I found my own voice.

“Colonel…help…” I say from beneath the pile. 

“(Y/N)?” Quaritch looks at the pile of avatars, finding the top of my head peeking out from beneath the pile, Quaritch waves his hand at the pile of avatars who silently remove themselves, sans Lyle. Revealing me naked on the floor. The shift in Quaritch’s expression was quick, he instantly swooped me into his arms bringing me into his room and covering my body with a blanket.

“Stay here sweetheart, I’ll go deal with the others…” he moved quickly to deal with the situation, returning a measly ten minutes later. Closing the door, he locks it to my surprise. Turning with a smirk.

“Well now…how bout you give me that ‘happy ending treatment’…?”

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