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mschimdt · 2 years ago

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Pissed

colonel miles quaritch x human reader

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warnings: too many

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you were part of the military back on earth, they signed you up when you were 16, your parents wanted nothing to do with you, you were 18 when the phoneix project was announced, your parsnts didnt hesitate to sign you up if it meant that youll get sent to a plannet trillions of miles away, they wantes to get rid of you

they provided everything for you on pandora, they had their way with ardmore and made sure you got everything, the only reason they gave you all this stuff is because theyre rich and didnt knoe what to do with their money

you had one of the biggest rooms in bridgehead, your room was basically an apartment

it had 2 bedrooms a kitchen and one luxury bathroom with a living room that could easily fit 20 avatars

you hated everyone, everyone knew you were a brat, everyone knew that ardmore would fuck anyone up if they tried to mess with you, simple because your parents were paying her to keep an eye on you, you didnt know why they bothered because they didnt give a fuck about your existence

you had two friends on bridgehead, seio and mysa, seio was a scientist that specialised in testing samples from around pandora and mysa was part of the pheonix project, you saw mysa more than you saw seio which meant you and mysa were closer

they were the only 2 people on bridgehead that actually cared about you, but they didnt care TOO much, so youre usually left alone with your thoughts in your room

you were hanging out with mysa, you two were yet to get your avatars, some people already got theirs such as the asshole colonel miles quaritch, you hated him, a self centered asshole that only cared about killing jake sully, his friend lyle also got his avatar

lyle was pretty similar to quaritch, both of them were assholes, they always stuck together, atleast lyle never left quaritchs side

there was a huge party happening in bridgehead, to celebrate those that are going to get their avatars such as you and mysa

it was on a saturday, you and mysa were getting ready in your room, you had the closet of your dreams, all the clothes you could wish for, you were looking for a dress, you didnt have anyone to impress but you still wanted to look good, who knows maybe someone will finally like you?

you put a long black silk dress on, and did your makeup, and made sure to wear your favourite gold heels, this wasnt how you usually dressed, usually you walked around in cargo pants and a tanktop, but not today, you needed a change

mysa got ready, but she on the other hand had someone to impress, there was this guy that she noticed was hitting on her, soon they became friends and noe they both clearly like eachother, but they wont admit it

you and mysa walked out of your room making your way to the ballroom that was recently built, it had a bar and a buffet, it opened once a month

you walked inside, everyone stared partying, you looked around and saw the recoms that youll be working with soon, you hated them but you knew if you showed it theyd fuck you up, you sat in a sofa near the door with mysa and her 'crush' he had his arms wrapped around her

suddenly mysa and her crush leave and im left alone, i open my phone because i didnt want to leave just yet, i texted mysa where she went and shr said she'll tell me tomorrow before training, i looked around, saw no one was imterested in me and decided that it was probably time to go back to my room because i couldnt spend any longer in this place, the music was over simulating

you noticed quaritch eyeing you with no shame he was eye fucking you, when he saw youd caught him he just kept staring, raising an eyebrow while both of you made eye contact

it was awkward to say the least but, quaritch was quite attractive and i was surpised he was staring at someone like me. especially because my body isnt really curvy or anything, i wondered why he was staring, there was really no rrason to stare ay me at all, im unattractive and ive accepted it.

you had enough of the eyecontact, you broke it and walked over towards him he noticed it and he smirked a bit, his plan worked, you looked pissed , with full confidence you spat out a "whyre you staring at me?!" you sounded reslly pissed and that was the colonels goal

he stood up towering over you. you were facing his crotch, you stepped back a bit and looked up your neck already in pain from how high you were lifting your head to look at his face

"whyre u talking to me like that, hm?" the colonel grinned at you.

"you know what, i dont know why i even approached you,my necks starting to hurt, im gonna leave, bye" you said turning around to face the door

quaritch grabbed you by your shoulders and spun you around to face him again, this time he was crouching down so he was face level with you

"yr' not leavin' until you explain why you disrespected me like that sweetheart" he said grinning at you again "c'mon, speak up"

"because you were staring at me, what else am i supposed to do when youre staring shamelessly at me?" you say looking way more pissed than before

"sweetheart, i was starin' at ya' because you look stunning, couldnt take my eyes of ya'" he said with a devilish smirk

"well that doesnt explain why you were staring at me for so long, im gonna leave ive had enough of you" you said turnung around again

"stop tryna leave, ya' wont leave until you know how to respect me" he said grabbung your shoulder, this time not lwtting go, anchoring you so u dont leave, "so you gon' tell me or will i have to make you?" you had an idea, you werent scared of him

"then make me" you said grinning at the colonel this time, his expression turned into a pissed one now "look whos laughing now" you laughed at his facr, but then suddenly you were pushed against a wall, you didnt even process it

the colonel spoke "alright then, ill make ya', unless you dont wanna be screaming my name tonight, ya should speak up sweet'eart." your realized he was probably drunk, because hes never sput out anything as filthy as this

"i dont listen to drunk men" you said sliding yourself under his arms trying to get away, although you didnt mind the idea of you sceaming his name in bed.

he grabbed you again, this time throwing you off his shoulders and outside the ballroom, you were heading to his bedroom, so he wasnt lying...

"please- im sorry sir!" panicking because you ddint expect this, "too late cupcake, yr' already in for it"

he pulled his keycard out of his pocket, rushing towards his bedroom and slapping the card on the scanner, the door unlocked and he walked in, tossing you on the bed then locking the door

you were staring at him, he walked over and spun you onto your stomache on his lap. "you gon' be a good girl?" you could hear the smile on his face "y-yes"

"yes what?"

"y-ye-yes sir..."

"good girl, thas one step closer to teaching you manners" he said, he didnt even ask before he slid your dress up, revealing your pink laced panties

you heard him whisper "god damn", he put his hands on your ass, kneading it, then suddenly you heard a slap and felt a sting on your ass, "count, if you mess up we'll start over"

"o-one.."

he spanks you again and again, your ass had red hand marks on it. quaritch likes the sight knowing it was his hands that caused this

after he was dome you were crying, not sad type of crying, the type of crying when youre enjoying something, he spun you back onto your back, kissing the tears that fell from your face, "you were so good" he whispered against your cheek, quaritch trailed kisses from your cheek all the way to above your tits then he lifted himself back up, held your chin and pressed a light kiss onto your lips, it was soft, not rough

"since you behaved fr' me, you deserve a reward" at this point your cunt was already dripping wet, quaritchs cock was hard aswell

you sat up and slid your dress off leaving you in just panties, your tits were exposed

quaritch just stared for a few seconds, then unexpectedly he dipped his face down and started kissing and sucking your nipples. he slid his hand under the waist band of your panties and then releasing it making a slapping sound against your skin

you reached your hands down and pulled the panties somewhere on the floor, quaritch seperated from your nipples and stood up he slid up his tanktop and unbuckled his belt sliding his pants down leaving him in boxers

you could see the tent in his boxers, he was huge

he grabbed the waistband and pulled them off discarding everything he was wearing onto the floor, then he lowered back against your tits continuing what he was doing you felt his hand sliwly make its way down your torso, until it reached your throbbing pussy, quaritch teased your thighs before taking both of his hands and opening your legs

he took ome of his fingers and dragged it between your flaps, making you moan, you wanted anything inside you, you heard quaritch speak against your nipples " so wet fr' me hm?"

"y-yes sir.."

he finally plopped a finger into your throbbing cunt, thrusting it into you while bending it, you were a moaning mess, but you knew you werent done, he kept finger fucking you until you said "i-im gonna cumm" he suddenly stopped. pulling his fingers out and lifting his head off your chest

"aww little y_n wants to cum? we'll, youll only be cumming on my cock hm sweetheart"

you were desperate, "please" you kept repeating it "please what? i wanna hear ya say it or it wont happen" "please fuck me" your brain was too foggy to process what you just said, "alright then, remember, you asked for it" he grabbed his cock that was leaking precum from the tip, and dragged it against your clit

he lined himself up and pushed himself in ever so slowly, knowing that he could hurt you if he went too fast, tears formed in your eyes, quaritch noticed it " you okay sweet'eart?" "y-yea kee- going" he nodded and pushrd himself in, he was almost all the way in when he felt his tip hit your cervix, "we can stay like this for a bit if you need a little time to adjust just know that next time i wont be this gentle with ya"

"move, please" you ddint have to ask twice before quaritch started slowly thrusting his cock in and out of you, slowly picking up his pace making sure to not hurt you, just a few seconds later quaritch was full on ramming into you while you moaned, you swore you heard quaritch let out a low moan

your legs started shaking "can -i cu-cum..?" "sure thing cupcake" you came on his cock, youve never felt this good before, your orgasm finally stopped and now you were feeling over simulated

he was fucking you dumb, you could barely let out words when you heart him say something like he was gonna cum, then you left something wsrm load inside of you, quaritch thrusted a few times more before placing his hands on both sides of your body holding himself up from collapsing over your fragile body

you stayed like that for a bit, then quaritch pulled out, you tried closing your legs but he forced them open, seeing his cum leaking from your pussy, he pulled some of it with his fingers and pushed it back inside of your cunt. he grabbed yoyr knees and roughly closed your leg

he layed down on his stomache next to you, wrappung a arm around your fucked out bodyx you could bsrely see things straight or say words

"lets get you cleaned up" he carrued you bridal style to the bathroom, setting you on the counted whike he ran a hot bath for both of you

he washed your hair and your body making sure you were clean before washing himself and wrapping you in a towel, he carried you back to his bed where you both slept the rest of the night holding eachother

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lmk if you want a part two

also lmk of therr ate any typos ive missed

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egg-father-writes · 2 years ago

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NSFW RECOM MANSK HEADCANONS pt 1

This is 100% inspired by the anon who asked, you know who you are <3

I don't want to fit everything into one post so i'll be splitting the hcs up into multiple posts

Pairing: Mansk x reader. Recom/human/fem/masc

Warnings: nsfw, light praise/degrading, teasing, spit, scenting talk, hand talk?, not proof read,

my requests are open!!

Gonna start this off strong by saying, no matter who you are, male/female/trans/human/Na’vi, Mansk will treat you RIGHT in and out of bed.

His default is praise - “look at you, sweet thing, taking me so well”

He’ll degrade you if you want him too tho, if it gets you going and you both have a talk about what’s okay and what’s not, he’ll be down - “Shit, all I’ve done is touch you, and you’re already shaking… what a needy whore”

Don’t expect him to hit/smack you. He’d be okay with your ass/thighs, but nowhere else.

He likes to caress/stroke/pet/kiss more. He’s good with his hands and he wants to make sure you know that.

Mansk loves it when you get so wound up by his touch that you’re at a loss for words, just staring at him with big glossy eyes, silently begging for more

He usually doesn’t ask what you want to tease you, more so for consent/confirmation that you want more/to know what exactly what you want.

He still teases you when he finds it fits - “Does my baby need me that bad? That they can’t help but whine about it?”

Hearing your voice is amazing in general, but when it’s filled with want and desperation all for him??? He goes nuts over it.

Ask him to do things/touch you places/say something with a whine or all breathy like, he’ll do it in an instant

As stated, he likes your voice, he could listen to hours on end and never get tired of it - “Come on beautiful, you gotta ask me to do it, you can do that for me, can’t you?” - his own voice will sound all desperate like too

If you tell him you like his voice in bed?? Good luck getting him to shut up. He isn’t very vocal outside of your shared space, as he doesn’t feel the need to talk, but when he’s alone with you, he won’t stop. - “What? Are my words too much for you darlin’? I know you don’t want me to stop, the heat between your legs tells me that”

Mansk would probably get hard if you did anything with his hand yourself.

If you licked a little bit of sauce/frosting off of his thumb in public he’d just sit there for a few moments, dumbfounded, before his tail starts swaying. He’d lean over to you and whisper “I think I’d do anything to see my fingers coated in your spit right now… or your… you know” he’d trail off before stating the obvious just to mess with you before sitting back up in his seat, pretending like he said nothing at all as he continues on with his lunch.

Later that night his fingers were in fact coated with your spit and c*m. He’d clean them off with his mouth too, he has no shame in it. Your his, he likes the taste of you, so why not? He likes to have you watch him do it too, just to prove to you how much he likes how you taste.

Mansk would be so messy with so much-

He likes seeing you messy

Sloppy make outs? Yup. Sloppy BJs (both ways)? Absolutely. Eating you out so his whole mouth/jaw is shiny when he pulls away? You know it.

Speaking of, Mansk has NO problems with oral, none whatsoever. You want to suck him off? Cool! Great! You want him to suck you off/eat you out? He’s on his knees/you’re on his face in an instant!

No matter what position y’all are in, Mansk will be grabbing at you in someway/shape/or form.

Like if you’re giving him head one of his hands is settling on the back of your head. He won’t force you down, he just likes that extra contact. If he has you in missionary, his hands are on your thighs etcetc

he'd probably leave bruises too, sometimes on purpose, sometimes not.

if you're human, he tries a lot more to not grip/squeeze you as hard as he would as he hates the idea of genuinely hurting you.

I see Mansk being in the dominate position more

he’d love to be in control, like he'd love to have you in his lap while you’re squirming and panting all because of his fingers/hands.

But at the same time he wouldn’t mind it if you kept his face in between your legs and used him that way, the feeling of your thighs squeezing his face/head while you tell him he ain't going anywhere is everything. but I don’t think he’ll do any begging/submitting in other ways. (Feel free to request stuff with him subbing tho, I’d like to see y’all’s ideas)

I totally stole this idea from someone else (@xandy-toady go read what they wrote, it's gonna be so much better/detailed), but Mansk would 100% be into scenting

He’d only want you to smell like you, or him, nothing else.

If he smelt any other recom on you, he’d get a little pissy

Little might be an understatement, because as soon as you both have free time he’s fixing that. You’ll reek of him after, it definitely wouldn’t go unnoticed by the other recoms so be prepared for teasing/jokes about it.

If you're Na'vi as well, you'd never escape his scent

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shredlad · 2 years ago

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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈

~ 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 ~

──────── *ೃ ‍୨ recom Lyle x human reader ୧ ☪⋆｡˚

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: FINALLY FINISHED IT, sorry for waiting, here you have it now you thirsty mofos, enjoy your meal

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: losing virginity, gentle sex, fingering, Lyle taking care of you after sex

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈

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Lyle went in to kiss you as you were laying on your back. It surprised you a little so you flinched.

Slowly you took his bottom lip into your mouth, enjoying the low moan that escaped with an exhale of breath, and the strong hands that lovingly held your neck and waist. Your own hands made their way to his lower back, and you tried to pull him flush against you.

His body was like a cocoon of warmth wrapped around you, pulling you toward him, letting you feel him, all of him.

A thrill of desire coursed through your entire being in anticipation of feeling Lyle's mouth on you. He slid down your body, kissing your neck and collar bone before ending at your chest. You wanted his kisses on your breasts, so you moved your arms and shoulders wide open away from your body, exposing your breasts for him to feel and kiss. He was planting kisses all over your thin skin and so you huffed at that pleasent sensation.

His hand then slid down away from your hip and over your thigh. His caresses changed, feeling more like a massage as his thumbs kneaded the sensitive flesh, bringing him closer and closer to where you needed him.

He was hot and hard against your thigh, making you so wet, wetter than you'd ever been. His knuckle skimmed your inner thigh coaxing you to open for him, to bare your most intimate place.

You bit your lip in anxiety wondering what he would think about you.

His finger tentatively swept across your slit making you moan and arch up off the bed. He stilled your hips again before sliding in and out, but you needed - "More," you begged. Understanding he increased the speed then inserted another finger. You soaked his fingers in juice and made squelching noises which made you blush. Lyle loved how wet you're getting, and only from his fingers. God… Ugh… it felt so good. Your legs began to shake as a coil of pleasure wound tight inside you.

"Lyle!" You screamed as erotic bliss exploded within, causing you to dig your nails into Lyle's blue shoulders. You vaguely heard him moaning as arousal gushed from sensitive opening.

After he was done fingering you he moved on to unzip his pants. You whimpered at the sound of zipper, knowing what's next. He pulled out his already erect member and stroked it before lining up with you.

He leaned over to whisper in your ear. "You'll have to trust me babygirl. Just relax, it'll be fine." He kissed your shoulder and ruffled up your hair. You took in a deep breath and tried to relax as much as possible.

"Whenever you feel uncomfortable, just tell me." He brushed both of his hands down your ribs and sides while his massive cock stood lined up with your pussy. Lyle couldn't wait to fill you up.

Hovering over you he pressed the tip of his cock against your slick opening. He pushed forward gently, it wasn't enough, your slippery flesh caused his dick to slide up through your folds and rub against your sensitive clit.

This time he pressed harder and you felt the tip of his dick slip inside of you, stretching your hymen.

Your lips quivered and eyes watered, but you held back the impending breakdown. You felt a sharp burning sensation and an uncomfortable pressure against your pelvis. As he slowly pressed further the burning increased even more.

He moaned, pushing into you, as his fingertips dug into your hips. A couple erratic thrusts later and you could vaguely feel him pulsating inside of you.

You didn't feel the mind numbing pain you'd always imagined you'd feel, probably because you managed to relax at last, but as some of the pain subsided, you saw Lyle's soul searching eyes locked on yours pouring every bit of the love he felt for you into your tender connection.

"I love you, Lyle!" You gasped as a tear slipped down your cheek.

"Baby… I love you too" he replied kissing the tear away as he thrust slowly.

His eyes rolled back and clenched tight all of a sudden and you could tell he was close. His back arched as he was pounding two final thrusts and then collapsed beside you. Your pussy throbbed with cum dripping down your ass. He rolled closer to you wrapping his arms around you and bringing you with him. His softening dick slipped out as he pulled you higher to rest your head in the crook of his neck.

"Are you okay? You looked like you were in big pain for a minute there?" he asked softly, but still a little out of breath.

"I'm sore, but I'll be fine. Feeling connected to you like that was amazing" you said with a dreamy sigh.

The sheets under you were stained with blood and soon you realised you cannot get up on your feet. Lyle went to stop you from trying and placed you down to lay on a bed.

"You lay here, I'll prepare you a bubble bath and some new clothes."

You smiled lovingly at him, admiring his kindness and care for you. He zipped his pants and left the room, preparing the bath for you. If he could he'd jump right in a bath with you but unfortunately he was too big, unable to fit in.

Another tear of happiness slid down your cheek, you made it. Conquered your fear and made love to the sweetest man of your life, after canceling it so many times. But no matter what, Lyle respected your decision and remained patient as he understood your fear.

"There you go, all set up. C'mere." He picked you up from the bed in a bridal style and you hung your hands around his neck. Gently, he crouched down and placed you in a warm bath full of bubbles.

He sat on a chair backwards and rested his arms and head on the seat, watching your happy little face. You were submerged up to your chin and Lyle decided it would be funny to take some of the foam and place it onto your head.

You flicked some of the water with your finger in his face and he flinched wiping it off and chuckling.

The two of you remained in the bathroom that night, spraying water all over and laughing. Having the time of your life.

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@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

@kittycow8875

@juicyblocks

@lvangel98

@outsider06

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plzfeedmebread · 2 years ago

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☆.｡.:*The All Fic Masterlist.｡.:*☆

Hello everyone! Figured I should make one of these since I plan to flood this place with all of my nonsense! Will update is I write more! So please feel free to ask me if you have any requests for x reader! I'll also right any pairings you like, except Quaritch, he belongs to reader >:)))

🔄 - ongoing

✅ - completed

🔞 - adult only content - mostly pertaining to smut - MINORS DON'T YOU DARE

🌸 - family friendly, hand holding, fluff, romance no smut, platonic etc.

PERMANENT TAG LIST: Here

Else please leave a comment on the relevant fic you specifically want to be pinged for :)

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MILES QUARITCH.｡.:*☆

🔄🔞 The Lie of Providence - Recom/Na'vi Miles Quaritch x Sully! Female! Na'vi Reader

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✅🔞Hold My Hand and Never Let Go - Jake Sully x Omatikaya! Female! Na'vi Reader

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✅🔞Where'd You Learn That? - Tsu'tey x Female! Human! Reader

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✅🌸Resplendent- Neteyam Sully x Female! Metkayina! Na'vi Reader

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miscfandomgifimagines · 2 years ago

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Hey! Can I request Recom lyle wainfleet x shy!reader pls? I love you!! <3

I didn’t think I would be doing requests since I’m pretty busy with school and my small business but this was adorable and I couldn’t resist so thank you anon! I really feel like Lyle would be be pretty chill around a shy person but I also feel like the more he gets to know them he would be into teasing them a bit more. I hope you enjoy! ( ^-^)/💕

Lyle Wainfleet X Shy! Human Reader

* You were hoping to get the chance to work on Pandora as a scientist but when you found out what your job entailed you got really nervous. Your main job would be to oversee the recombinant team and make sure their mission went smoothly. This involved a lot of one on one interaction with a bunch of marines... Yeah. You were *so* nervous you might have lost sleep over it. You had very limited experience with soldiers and you knew that they were often rough around the edges to say the least.

* You were determined to make the best of the situation, even if you had a million what-ifs running through your head. Your first day on the job was waking up the recoms. For safety purposes, you could only wake two at a time so if anything malfunctioned or they had issues you could correct the problem before risking any of the other bodies. Round one was Mansk and Lyle who both woke up a little confused but were pretty easily managed.

* You introduced yourself quietly and found making eye contact was harder than you imagined so you focus on your clipboard.

* "I am y/n, I am part of the science crew that you'll be working with. My job is to make sure your bodies are functioning as they should and treating any injuries you may face." You glance up at the two marines and realized just how big they were. You were already kind of short but hanging around with giants really sent it home.

* Mansk nodded his head and started his reflex testing with one of your colleagues. Lyle however sat down on the nearest surface and stared at his huge hands. He looks over at you with big eyes and a twinge of worry in his voice. "Doc, what... Why? What happened?" His confusion actually calmed you down a bit and made him seem less intimidating.

* "I know this is umm what's the word... Jolting?" You fumble for words as Lyle peeps up. "Freaky is more like it." You were a bit hesitant to keep talking so you gripped your board tighter and cleared your throat. You made yourself look into his eyes and tried your best to be comforting.

* "I suppose that's a way of phrasing it too. Um... How much of your last life do you remember?" You realized quickly that was a personal question and followed it with a rushed, " Don't feel like you have to tell me any details, but sometimes it takes a little while for memories to come back after first waking up." Lyle looks at you and rubs his hand on the back of his neck, looking mildly stressed out.

* You don't know what made you do it but you offered your hand out for him to take. He pauses for a minute but places his hand in your small one. At first, he brushes his fingertips against your palm and when you didn't pull back he slowly put his whole hand in yours. His yellow eyes are watching you and suddenly you feel a bit silly.

* It was like your mouth stopped functioning properly and you try to choke out a sentence to make the silence less intense. "Umm, just so you know I'm here for you." It sounded sappier out loud than you thought it would and mentally cringed a bit. Lyle didn't say anything but squeezed your hand and gave you a nod. He seemed to be at a loss for words too.

* "I have a copy of all your previous video logs leading up to the... um... you know" You motion your other hand awkwardly in the air, not wanting to mention his death so soon after waking him up. "So if you want to see any of them or access your personal belongings they're in my office. You're welcome to visit anytime... As I said, I'm here for you." You flash a small smile in hopes of cheering him up a bit. It seems to work because he takes a deep breath and removes his hand slowly.

* "So what now Doc?" Your face got hotter as he leaned forward into your personal space. You stumbled over your response a bit, "I'm not really a doctor, I just do um sciencey stuff. As for what you're going to do next. You'll be working with Marq over there and he'll lead you through some exercises to see how well your body is doing. And hopefully, after that, you'll be able to get some food and rest." You trail off a bit at the end of your sentence but add some more soft words.

* "The first day is the hardest, so just take it easy tonight okay?" You move backward and you feel your heart race a bit as Lyle continues to stare at you even after you've broken eye contact with him. When he stands up you move out of his way quickly and do your best not to trip over your feet. When he reaches Marq he looks back at you and you give an encouraging thumbs up.

* Lyle does what he's told for the rest of the day and relaxes as much as he can in his new freakishly large body. His mind keeps running back to you and your quiet words. Being a marine he's pretty used to being barked orders and following them with no questions. He was terrified when he woke up but the longer he was awake his memories trickled back in. He didn't realize how much he needed someone to be soft with him at that moment but was ever grateful you took the time to comfort him when many others would have ignored him.

* At lights out he can't sleep and starts wandering the halls, going back to the science lab he met you in earlier. You were probably asleep but Lyle was hoping that you were there and he could spend some more time with you. He trails along slowly and gets lost in his thoughts when he almost runs face-first into a doorway.

* He felt a sharp tug on his pant leg and stopped suddenly, turning his head around to see what had touched him. It was y/n from earlier. She was dressed in casual clothes and carrying a mug of what smelled like hot chocolate. She had a worried look on her face and she suddenly let go of his pants as if he was on fire.

* "I um, you... You uh were going to hit your head" She points to the doorway about a foot away from his face. It was his turn to feel silly this time. "Well it's good you caught me when you did then. I didn't even see it, my mind was elsewhere you know?" He felt like smacking his face with his hand in embarrassment but held back.

* Y/n shifted her feet a little and glanced at the floor. "Couldn't sleep?" The words were so quiet he almost didn't catch them. He couldn't think of anything to say other than "Pretty much. You said you had some of my stuff?" She glanced up and nodded and then motioned with her hand to follow her. "Yeah I do, let's go to my office."

* Lyle walked slowly behind her in hopes that he could spend more time with her. The base was a big place and he still managed to feel claustrophobic. When you were with him it didn't feel so bad. You might not have much to say to him outside of work-related stuff but Lyle was happy with any conversation because it meant he didn't have to be alone in his thoughts.

* When you got to your office door you fumbled with your keys and dropped them. Before you could lean down Lyle had his hand on your shoulder and stooped down to pick them up for you. Your face felt hot again and he made your heart rate pick up. His big hands were slow and gentle as he placed your keys back in your hand. "I didn't want you to spill your drink. Here." You take the keys and hold them firmly this time to not let them slip through your hands. You unlock the door and walk in, making sure to remind Lyle of the height of the doorway.

* "Just watch your head okay, I don't want you to hurt yourself. The new height is going to take some getting used to." Lyle was grateful for the reminder and ducked his head carefully. He watched as you hurried around your desk and set your drink down. "So I didn't personally collect your things, if something is missing please let me know and I'll do my best to find it for you. The cleaners were under strict orders not to throw anything out."

* You placed a box on your desk and waved Lyle closer. He took a peak inside and looked over what belongings he had left behind. A couple of magazines (thankfully nothing dirty he thought as he snuck another glance at y/n). There were some clothes, his dog tags, a jar of protein powder, and his wallet. Nothing of particular importance to him now that he was in a new body. He picked up the small leather wallet and opened it to see his driver's license. His hand started to tremble and he felt his anxiety spike again.

* He was never going to be human again. He was never going to drive his car, wear his clothes, or do anything "normal" ever again. His mission was the only thing that mattered now and his breathing hitched. Y/n could only watch as Lyle's face distorted into a panicky expression.

* You weren't one to normally touch people you didn't know very well but you wanted to do something to comfort him. So you walked to his side and put your hand on his lower back and reached up with your other one to grab the wallet out of his hand. You seemed to have startled him from his trance and his arm jerked away from you involuntarily. You step back and start apologizing profusely.

* "I'm sorry I shouldn't have-" Lyle brings his hand back and grabs your hand gently. "No, you're fine... I just... Thank you for pulling me out of my thoughts again. It's just-" You grasp his hand back and interrupt him for a change. "Just going to take some getting used to. You don't have to explain yourself but I do want you to know that we have a trauma counselor available. I think it would be a good resource for you and maybe some of the others." You pause and when he doesn't reject the idea you continue quietly. " I just know that when things happen that way, it can be nice to talk to someone about it."

* You remove your other hand from his back and put it over his blue one, sandwiching him between your tiny palms. "I want you to know... I am also here. I know I keep saying it but it's just... I guess." You shake your head frustrated and unable to find the right way to word your intentions.

* Lyle throws his wallet back in the box and kneels down in front of you, his hand still entrapped in yours. He looked like he wanted to say something but he let out a rough sigh. He was also trying to figure out how to word his intentions. You fidgeted a little with his hand and he heard your breathing hitch a bit. He worried for a minute that he was holding you too tight but quickly realized it was your sudden proximity that had you nervous. Lyle backed up, but you kept ahold of his hand which he took as a sign that you didn't want him to leave.

* "Can I stay with you? I really don't want to go back to the dorms right now. You... You make me feel safe y/n and right now everything is just... Fuck." He brings his other hand up and covers his face in shame. He was so forward and sounded so much needier than he wanted to. She probably thought he was pathetic or clingy or weird or all of the above. He held his breath and waited for you to tell him to get lost. Instead, when that never came he glanced at your face.

* You looked about as anxious as he did at that moment which gave him some relief. You were undeniably happy that Lyle had come to see you again. Granted the circumstances weren't great but you were glad he was here. You couldn't get him out of your head either and you felt the incredible urge to hide your face with your hands, which at the moment were tied up with his.

* So instead you quietly mumbled, "I don't think you'd fit in my bed." Lyle let out a small laugh and covered his mouth with his hand. "I wasn't asking to sleep with you, but it's nice to know that's an option even if your bed wouldn't hold me." You pulled your bottom hand away from his and covered as much of your face as you could with your fingers. "That's not what I meant and you know it!" Lyle couldn't help but smile at how embarrassed you looked with your hand covering your pretty face.

* "Don't hide beautiful, I'm just teasing." He pulls your hand back and gives you a small kiss on your knuckles before laughing at your expression. Lyle had a feeling that as long as he had you, things would be just fine.

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ikranwings · 2 years ago

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WARREN CHEEZY PICKUP LINES

Asking for permission to enter friendly lines. Permission granted?

Want to go outside for some fresh air? You took my breath away.

Do you have a Band-Aid? I scraped my knee falling for you.

I'm learning about important dates in history, wanna be one of them?

Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only 10 I see.

If you and I were socks, we'd make a great pair.

Are you French? Because Eiffel for you.

Do you have a sunburn, or are you just always this hot?

I’m no mathematician, but I’m pretty good with numbers. Tell you what, give me yours and watch what I can do with it.

If I were a cat I'd spend all 9 lives with you.

I was feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on.

Excuse me, is your name Earl Grey? Because you look like a hot-tea!

Can I take your picture to prove to all my friends that angels do exist?

I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated by YOU.

Are you from Mars because your ass is out of this world.

Do you have any raisins? How about a date?

Do you know how much a polar bear weighs? Enough to break the ice.

Kiss Me If I'm Wrong, But Dinosaurs Still Exist, Right?

Tag list:

@nin3kyuu

@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

@dyingofcookies

@milknhonies

@villiansimpqueen

@zilena9

@mxddymay

@avatarbyamara

#avatar twow #avatar #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar: the way of water #ikran #navi #recom warren #recom #recom x reader

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fl3shm4id3n · 2 years ago

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ᵢₛ ₜₕᵢₛ Cₒₙₛᵢdₑᵣₑd ₗₒᵥₑ?

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ Qᴜᴀʀɪᴛᴄʜ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ! ꜱᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ(?), ᴅᴇᴊᴀ ʙʟᴜᴇ/ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ꜱᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

ꜱᴏɴɢ: ʟᴀɴᴀ ᴅᴇʟ ʀᴇʏ- ꜱᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ

Tw: murder, some gore (face bashing), reader is a killer, blood, shock collars, creepy/strange behavior, stalkish, milk, reader's killer origin?, obsessive love, obsessive/ disturbing behavior, nudity.

A/N: I changed the them a bit, I thought this theme would look better. Some parts are based after the movie "The Crush". I tried describing y/n's tattoos as best as I could.

P.s. you think I'm done? I'm not It's only the beginning >:D

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Since that encounter, you began to cream out Z-Dog even more. You'd always find a way to make her uncomfortable. When she'd be at the gym doing her work out with Walker you'd stand by the door way and watch her, until she took notice of you. When she did, you'd always give her that uncomfortable smile or eary smirk. When it came to breakfast, you'd always drink a glass of milk in the morning, since you'd sit a few tables away from the recom table, you'd sit facing Z-Dog. When you'd lock eyes, you'd be staring right at her while you drank the glass of milk, making her uneasy. You just loved torturing the poor woman.

This was a hobby of yours, making those around you uncomfortable. It was some kind of power that you had in your opinion. You didn't have any friends like others, which was fine in your opinion, you never really needed any friends of any one. They felt like some kind of obstacle, not even as a kid you had friends, you basically avoided everyone, until you began your killing spree.

Your first victim was your first ever friend, some nice girl who thought she was the most beautiful human alive. It bothered you a lot, seen the attention she'd receive from everyone, while you'd be standing next to her. Jealousy had basically taken over you while your time with her. Then you had snapped, you killed her, you bashed her face until she could no longer be recognized. Once you realized what you had done, you didn't feel bad or anything, you felt like she deserved it.

That became some kind of addiction that you couldn't explain. You basically befriended girls that were pretty, too pretty for your comfort. You'd be their friend and after a while, you'd do the same thing to them like what you did your first victim. Beat them beyond recognition. Sometimes you'd take a piece of jewelry of theirs, such as a necklace, a ring, or a bracelet. One of your favorite pieces was a necklace with the word 'Babygirl' on it, you'd wear it a lot.

Even though you had a first victim, she wasn't your first kill. That would be your first crush from high school. He was the first boy who had ever talked to you since you didn't bother to talk to anyone or make friends. It made you feel some what special, getting the attention of a boy, while the others were focused on the girls around you. When you found out about him having a girlfriend, you did not take it lightly at all. You attempted to break them up a bunch of times, but nothing, they were still together. So you did something better, if he couldn't be with you, then he shouldn't be with anyone at all.

So you planed his and his girlfriends murder, you made it seemed like an accident, but it worked. Everyone believed it was a freak accident, but you knew full well that it was you who planned it. Ever since his murder you had never fallen in love with anyone again. You began to seen them love as a form of a burden that has to be avoided or so you thought.

You'd began to grow some kind of feeling towards the Colonel, your boss. You couldn't explain why but you just felt draw to him. Maybe it was the fact that he wasn't intimidated by you like the rest, how odd. Quaritch showed you some kind of respect towards you, even though you were a serial killer who didn't deserve any respect, he still did. During his talks with the team, you'd be staring at him, but not in a respectful kind of way, more of an analyzing way.

You couldn't help but think how adorable of a kitty he was. As much of a kitty that he was, he was also very human. You couldn't help but stare at his muscles, veiny hands, that trim waist and the cutest thing in your opinion is those little kitty ears. Sure he was 20 due to his new body and you were around your late 20s, but that didn't stop you from growing this feelings towards the kitten.

That was when you had a change of behavior. You began to follow him around, from a far distance. Always seen what he was doing and what he had been up to that day. You had figured out where his room and office were, when he was out dealing with business. You'd sneak into his office or room and just hang around their for a bit. You even began to take some of his things and putting them in your room. For example you took one of his dark green tank tops that smelled just like him.

You loved the top as if it was your own. His scent drove you mad every time you'd smell his top. At night you'd sleep completely nude with just his top on, wishing that he was with you. One time he left an uneaten apple on his desk, it was still fresh with just his bite on it. You took the apple and you'd lick where his bite marks are engraved on the apple. Sometimes you'd pretend to kiss the apple, thinking it was him kissing you. Then you began to sneak into his room while he slept, and you'd stand in front of his bed, watching him catching Zzz.

Not only that but you were also naked, wishing that he'd wake up and see you, then you'd beg him to take you and make you his. Maybe he'll take a licking to your tattoos, specially your stomach tattoo which reads 'Lucky You' in cholo letters. If not then maybe your first tattoo, which was on your lower back. It was a heart made out of blades with hello kitty in the middle. The others were just things you loved. Some may find them disturbing, but you liked them. Specialy the one you got while in prison.

It was of a girl that looked normal, but there is a demonic like creature growing out of the side of her head. Due to your jumpsuit being long sleeves, you did have tattoos on your fingers of small things such as a little butcher knife, an oni demon mask, little teeth, a heart and other little things. No one really took notice of them but for sure he would. He'd be the first one to ever see your tattoos. But no, he was a heavy sleeper, sometimes you'd want to go over and pet his hair. Before he could wake up and spot you in his room, you no longer be in the room.

You haven't loved anyone for years, was this the first time in a long time being in love? Maybe.

ₚᵣₑᵥᵢₒᵤₛ ₚₐᵣₜ, ₙₑₓₜ ₚₐᵣₜ

taglist?: @anoungsoneandonly

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dixonsstinkysock · 2 years ago

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‘Ongokx

Chapter 1

I’m a down-to-earth n*gga with intentions that’s right

You’ll be down in earth quicker if you diss me tonight.

But I’ll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight.

Pairing: Platonic Spider Socorro (#1 spider defender)

Word count: 1,077

Plot: Spiders Na’vi “mother” attempts to save her son but instead gets captured with him. During the time of them both being in captivity they both develop deep relationships with the recoms 😩 amazing plot (mostly follows movie story line js added mother!reader into it )

Notes: Omg guys its finally out.. no one was waiting for it but me 😜 btw i rlly like ttc if you couldnt tell 😎

A Mother’s purpose is to protect and care for her children. Who is she if she cannot?

Earlier

[Kids’ POV]

“Tuk! Keep up!” Lo’ak scolds his younger sister.

“Okay, Okay!”

“Bro Why’d you bring her anyway?” Spider questions.

“ ‘Cause she’s such a crybaby.” Lo’ak complains “ She’s all ‘I’m telling. You’re not supposed to go to the battlefield. I’ll tell Mom if you don’t let me come”. He mocks.

Tuk wants to annoy her older brother even more so she sticks her tongue out at him.

“ Don’t pick on her.” Kiri retaliates.

Time Skip

'Who's we?’

“Me, Spider, Kiri…” Lo’ak rolls his eyes “ and Tuk”

A look of shock and worry crosses the two mother’s faces.

“Son, you listen to me very carefully. You pull back right now. Do not make a sound. You get the hell out of there. Move! You copy?”

“ Yes Sir. Moving out.”

The four kids make their way from the suspicious avatars. When the youngest of the four lets out a piercing scream.One of the avatars has managed to capture Tuk, and the rest have surrounded the other children.

Another time skip..

[Second-Person POV]

Neytiri calls out to her children while you use the trees to your advantage, scoping out the formation of Avatars and the best way to approach them. Luckily your son is smart and is able to recognize his mother’s arrival. Neytiri whoops to alert her kids, unfortunately the Avatars can hear her call too putting them on high alert. Then… all hell breaks loose. Jake has killed 2 avatars, Neteyam shot one who was about to kill his mother, Neytiri is able to get one down before the rest alive let their bullets fly.

The kids are able to escape while the Avatars are distracted. You find Spider and Kiri and attempt to lead them to safety. An explosion from behind stops you from doing so. Kiri falls forward on the slippery log while Spider falls off. He tries to grab a nearby vine but his hands slip as he falls to the forest floor. “ Spider!” You and Kiri yell. Neytiri jumps down from a close tree branch.

“Kiri, ___!” She grabs Kiri and tries to pull her away.

“Goi! I’ll get Spider!” you respond.You jump down to where you saw your son fall. “Spider?!..Spider!!” you frantically look for him until you see his small tan body. “Spider! Come, They are coming! We must hurry.” You pick him up and turn around. The Avatars have surrounded you, you have nowhere to go. You place your son down to grab your knife from its holster. The avatars warn you to stand down and drop your weapon but you aren’t going to let these animals harm your family.

There’s a sharp pain in your neck as one of the avatars aim their gun at you.You pull out the clear cylinder object from your neck not recognizing it. Everything gets blurry, your eyelids are heavy, your heartbeat has slowed tremendously. You collapse and plead for them to stay away from your child. “ No…Stay away from him.” The last thing you see is your boy being taken by those animals before everything goes black.

Bridgehead Cell

[Spider’s POV}

I need to find my mother so we can get out of here…wherever here is.

It's been a while since they took me from that machine.It hurt. It’s bright in here, I don’t like the way they can watch me from those cameras on the roof. The only safe space I see is under this cold metal table. The first rule in a new place is to find a spot where I can see all around me and also be able to have a quick escape. I hope everyone is okay– Swoosh.

The clear door opens and I see… him. The man who took me and my mother away from our home.The man who is just a soulless copy of my real father. He steps around to the other side of the table I’m under and I see my chance to escape. The door isn’t that far from me. I bet I could make it out.

I didn’t make it.

“Easy, tiger” He says as he grabs me and holds me down on top of the metal table.”Easy.” I need to escape but he won’t let go. He steps back with his hands up “We good?” I can’t even look at his face. He looks too much like the real him.He kneels in front of me trying to make eye contact.

“Kid, you got heart.” he says “ Those science pukes leaned on you pretty hard. But you gave them nothin’...I respect that”. He pulls out a metal necklace. “I thought you might want this.” I do want to see what's on it but I don’t want to respond to him. He takes my hand and forcefully puts the metal necklace in it. I look at it. ‘Colonel Miles Quaritch’... It has my fathers name on it. “That’s Colonel MIles Quaritch. Deceased. Killed in action.” I fling it across the room. I’m not anything like my father, I don’t want any reminders of him.

“I’m not that man.” He stands..well as much as he could considering this room is small compared to him. “ But I do have his memories,” he walks over to the metal necklace to pick it up. “Enough to know that…well, he wasn’t always the best father.” He comes to sit next to me. “ But that’s not an apology, I’m not your father. Technically…you and I, we’re nothin to each other. But… I can help you.”

“I can get you outta here.” I glance at him to show I’m listening. “I’m not gonna ask you to betray Jake Sully.I know you’d never do that. You’re loyal…and I admire loyalty. Just ride along.Otherwise I gotta give you back to the lab coats..” I look at him.

“ Where is she?” I demand “Who? That woman that was with you?” he responds. “Yes… where is she? Is she okay?” He doesn’t respond for a beat and just looks at me, licking the front of his teeth. “Who is she to you?..”

“It doesn’t matter. Is she okay?!” I’m getting annoyed with him now. Why won’t he just tell me if she's alright? “She’s fine, matter of fact she should be awake by now–”

“ I’ll go with you if you let me see her!... please.”

#atwow #atwow imagine #avatar the way of water #jake sully #spider socorro #spotify #x reader #miles quaritch #colonel miles quaritch #deja blue #recom x reader #Spotify

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youlikefanficdontyousquidward · 2 years ago

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Fever for the Doctor

Prager x human!reader

Summary: Prager has a crush on the human doctor assigned to the group. They won't admit it mutal until something happens!

Ring the dinner bell, Prager lovers come get yalls food!

Being the youngest recom was terrible. Technically they were all the same age and he'd tell them this. Although it did little to stop the constant jokes and baby talk.

He'd been barely 22 when he'd signed up for the Pheonix project. He'd never even met the others before they were all lined up in front of the link units. He'd asked the woman in front about it, confused as to why they were going in the avatar drivers thing. The woman, Zdinarsk, had broke out in a devilish grin before repeating his question loud enough for the whole room to hear. Everyone had laughed and he'd gone into the machine still burning with embarrassment.

Then he woke up. Now he was stuck with the group continuing to pile on the jokes. He got it, everyone was struggling with the change and he could take a little jab to lighten the mood.

To his delight he wasn't the only fresh face in their barracks. The doctor they'd assigned the team was the youngest doctor the RDA had. You must have been a quick study to switch from human to Na'vi biology so easily. Quaritch had scowled at your youth and messy appearance but softened upon seeing your credentials.

You were less enthusiastic about the assignment. Seemingly seeing it as some sort of demotion from your previous role. Still you dutifully gave them their assessments when they'd landed on Pandora.

Prager had sat on the lowered bed watching you work beside him. Even purpose built to assist you in reaching they all towered over you. You tilted Mansk's head, shining a light past his eyes before giving him an approving nod. Sunglasses quickly back in place he wandered over to the others to get dressed.

Prager was already feeling rather bashful, sat there in his underwear watching you assess everyone else. Zdinarsk, or Zdog as she preferred, had bumped him down the line.

"Last born, last place!" She smirked jumping the queue.

You stepped in front of him now, reading down a clipboard. He'd found himself staring this whole time. You were cute, no you were down right hot, so painfully his type it felt cruel. He prayed he could ignore the twitch in his pants until he was alone.

You turned to him now neck craning up, looking him in the eyes through your lashes. Your face was neutral as you tapped your chart. You were so close to him, he could smell your scent, he could feel the heat radiating from your skin.

"Let's see, last one here, Prager?" You paused. Prager caught himself having been lost eyeing your form. He nodded dumbly, eyes tracing back down to your messy shirt. You'd left quite a few buttons undone and he was having a real hard time focusing on anything but your exposed skin.

You hummed, reaching your hands out to click your fingers by his ears. He sat painfully still attempting to let you do your job quickly so he could scamper off. Prager caught Lyle's eye behind you, smiling widely as Zdog whispered to him. He felt his face flush, he was so busted.

He didn't have much time to react as you took his face in your palms. Prager swallowed hard, eyes flicking to yours. He squinted as you shone the bright beam in them. Satisfied at his pupil response, you let go of his cheek, ticking a last box.

Prager couldn't wait to run off, just needed you to move out from in front of him.

"Hey Y/n!" Lyle called over, your head turning to him. Prager felt anxiety bubble up in him, his tail thumping on the bed. He wished you'd just move so he could run over and shut his superior officer up.

"I think Prager there might have a little fever!" He continued. Zdog looked pained, barely holding in a laugh at his side.

"Yeah kiddo, lookin' a little red there!" Lopez chimed in, choking back a laugh when Prager shot him a glare.

You turned back to him quizzically. There was no way you didn't notice the growing blush he felt. Prager's ears pinned back as you continued to assess him a moment.

He was worried how red he must look. Or maybe purple? How would his new form blush? He needed to turn this around, ease his embarrassment, maybe gain some respect from the others.

"Hey I'm happy to stay here and play doctor." He tried to sound relaxed, flirty, not like his heart was thundering behind his ribs.

He looked back to you, watching as your face twisted from concern to anger.

"Right then. Dismissed, all of you." You ordered, storming off to your desk and slamming your clipboard down. The others burst into their laughter as they left. Prager followed sheepishly, shooting you an apologetic glace as he passed. Lyle clapped his shoulders in the hall the group still howling.

He saw you often in the weeks that followed. Being on call for them meant being housed just past the air lock to their barracks. You didn't often join them, preferring to stay hold up in your office. You mainly shot them all glares when they saw you. Being a little rough patching up the scrapes and bruises you tended to.

The recom unit still had to eat in the mess hall. Tugging air masks up to breath their own air throughout their meals. It was there Lyle had found you eating alone. You'd made an attempt to leave before his large hands had pushed you back. Joking about joining them all for a lunch date. Maybe his way of trying to break the tension with you, though your sour expression would've frightened Prager off forcing it.

Still it became a routine of sorts. They'd find you in there at some mealtimes and would gather around. You always made to leave but were crowed in and ended up stuck there. Despite this you had began actually talking to them. Prager found himself relaxing around you after the others jokes died down. Though there was still an occasional flirtatious comment slung your way.

"Pipe down! That's Prager's lover, show so respect!" Zdog barked, jabbing Lopez in the ribs.

"In his dreams." You smirked to a chorus of laughter and fists banging the table.

He'd been finding it so much easier to chat in the last few days. Prager had told some dumb story about his teen years and you'd actually laughed. It was a sudden and loud sound that silenced the whole table. It was beautiful, by far the best thing he'd heard since he woke up.

You'd been embarrassed by the sudden attention and probed him to continue. The buzz of chatter resumed but he caught the growing smile on Lyle's face.

Prager did his best to ignore it focusing on his new friendship with you. Finding himself often visiting you in your office, watching over your shoulder at your experiments. Little flirts became a joke between you both. Though he'd never admit he meant it.

Prager had always been a rather tactile guy. So when you'd made to avoid sitting with them again it was him that snuck an arm out to catch you round the waist. Plopping you down next to him, the table laughing at your flustered state.

"And just where do you think you're going my love?" He smirked at your pouting face.

"I've got work to finish. Dear" You stuck your tongue out and made to get up but Walkers hand rested heavily on your shoulder.

"Nothing so pressing you should skip your lunch date." She jeered, wrapping her arm across your shoulders. You grumbled but relented, stealing what you could eat off of others trays, Lyle feigning disgust when you ate the bug proteins.

Prager could feel his crush growing everyday. Sure you were stern sometimes, well most of the time but you were funny and even sweet. You're care for the team softening, Prager had even found himself jealous of the stitches you gave Lopez. Your small hands delicately holding his arm and soft voice praising him for sitting so still. Prager had to leave before he pounced on his friend.

He'd began to really miss you once they were sent on a longer mission. It'd been weeks since he'd heard your sarcastic remarks. He missed basking in your scent as you worked or stealing contact with you that left his skin buzzing. Hell he was considering getting into an accident just so he could get sent home to you. Lyle and Zdog had caught on and joked with him about pinning for his lover. He'd laughed but it was half right, he was pinning for you.

Prager could barely keep his eyes open. The pain so intense it was the only thing he knew. The sharp twist in his gut keeping him from falling away. He felt otherwise so odd, like he maybe could just drift away if Lopez would stop knocking into the arrow.

It was a sneak attack and he'd not been the only one shot, though he was the only one they we're taking back. Quaritch and Lyle pulled the prisoner away as the landed, Lyle shooting worried glances back as he left.

The stretcher was rushed past bright lights, the strobing affect leaving his head pounding. A human face drifted above his own, your face, features twisted, pained. He wanted to reach out, to smooth the line between your brows away. Something cold spread through him now, the pain ebbing away and taking his consciousness with it.

When he woke Prager felt like lead. His body so heavy not even the na'vi strength could lift it. Fike was with him, asleep on a reclined chair and drooling. He smirked, wishing he'd be able to just nudge the leg he balanced on. He caught Mansk's eye, the other man having stood when he saw him wake. Mansk looked between Prager and Lopez, smiling before kicking Lopez's chair.

He squealed, a high pitched sound Prager would have never expected as he fell to the floor. Both men now laughing at his prone form.

"Oh not funny guys!" He grumbled, scrambling up. Prager's laugh broke into an uneasy cough, fresh pain coursing from him stomach. Mansk made to move when you burst through the door. Your hair was extra messy, shirt buttons barely aligning. Your wide eyes narrowed at Lopez and Mansk.

"Right out boys!" You ordered moving to hold the door for them.

"Aww y/n we just..." Lopez didn't finished, freezing under your glare and scuttling out with Mansk in tow. You sighed heavily as you closed the door behind them.

Prager smiled towards you, dropping it when you didn't even look at him. Instead you turned to the monitors, checking his vitals. He smelt Lopez and Mansk's scents, heavy in the air and tinged with sadness. You were closer now, at his IV drip. He inhaled the scent he'd craved all that time, it was soured with your own worry.

He reached a hand to your arm. You looked to him then, eyes bloodshot, tear tracks still visible. Prager wilted under your gaze, the sadness in your eyes passing to anger.

"What the hell were you thinking!" You screamed at him, his ears pinning back at the sudden sound. He fumed suddenly indignant at your response, like it was his fault he got shot!

"I was doing my damn job!" He shouted back, his own voice less intimidating with how scratchy it came out.

"No, no, your supposed to go out there and watch each others backs. You supposed to have been watching someones back! Why was no one watching your back?!" You screamed back, fresh tears spilling as your arms waved. You stilled suddenly, red face turning away. "Why did no one have your back." He barely heard the whisper, your tears falling freely.

You were still so close. Prager lifted his hand to your cheek, thumb wiping your cheek. He turned your face to him, his other hand coming to cup your face. You sniffed, eyes still cast to the floor.

"You had my back..." Prager spoke softly, letting his giant thumbs stroke you small face. You looked back to him, wide eyed again as he hummed.

"Yup! You were here, stitched me up good as new right?" He swore he heard his heart stutter on the monitor when you broke into a smile. Nodding your head in his palms, an uneasy laugh escaping.

"I'm sorry." You spoke, new tears spilling again as your face scrunched. Prager hushed you, pulling you closer to tuck your head under his chin. It was an awkward hug with him still on a gurney but you stayed there until he let go. Pulling back he felt heat rise in his cheeks, your gentle expression meeting his. Your soft hand touched his cheek, finger tips lightly tracing his stubbled jaw.

"You'll be careful right? I don't wanna play doctor this way again." He felt your breath against his face, ears burning at the proximity. Prager broke into a smirk.

"Can we play it another way?" His heart thundered as you lent in and kissed his cheek.

"When you're better." You promised, resting your forehead to the side of his face. Perfect moment ruined when you both startled upright, hearing a whoop from behind the doors window. Lyle cheered before he was tackled out of sight by Zdog.

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mschimdt · 2 years ago

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Truth or dare

quaritch x recom reader

summary: you were put into the recom team as a therapist and a medic, you were also a marine, you get invited to play a game of truth or dare randomly with the rest of the recoms, not thinking anything of it and not knowing where it was gonna lead you

warnings: teasing, knife play, rough quaritch, sub reader, punishments, dares, embarassment, just pure filth so beware minors ❗️NOT PROOF READ❗️

LOTS AND LOTS OF TYPOS THAT IM TOO LAZY TO FIX

note: this is super shitty and rushed because my accounts dead and the story doesnt make sense

you were recently added to the recom team in an avatar body, you were their therapist and medic, but you also joined wars because you used to be a marine.

you heard ur name being called over the loud speakers, it was ardmors calling you somewhere, probably another therapy session for one of the recoms because theyre losing their sanity, the only one that seemed somewhat stable was quaritch

infact it was a therapy lesson, you expected it to be lyle or mansk because they were the most unstable ones out of the group and they came to your office randomly to talk about things that are bothering them , you made your way to your office, opening the door expecting lyle or mansk, but to your surprise, it was quaritch?

hes never been in your office once, you stood still for a few seconds after opening the door, you came back to your senses and closed the door, the rusty hinges making a squeaking sound

"hey" you said, pulling your chair to sit down, you open the book where you put upcoming sessions, and infact quaritch was there, how didnt you notice before?

"okay so, tell me whats been bothering you" you say, in a stable tone

"nothin's botherin me i was forced to come here" he says, leaning lightly on the chair, arms crossed against his chest and his legs open

"theres no way nothings been bothering you, you just came back from that war with sully and you experienced some things.." you say

eventually after convincing him, he eventually spilled the things that were bothering him, you also got to know more about him during that session, ylu and quaritch were already friends, not quite but you waved to eachother and greeted eachother

you also played gamenighgs together every thursday, so you could say you were friends. but you got to know him more today

after that jaw dropping session, you went to your room, changed and sat in bed, it was thursday, aka gamenight day

after a long nap, you got up getting dressed in shorts, keeping your shirt on, not that it mattered what you wore becausr everyone would just meet up in whatever they eere wearing head to the mess hall, you were a few minutes late

you walked through the halls, opening your tab to check if you had any messages from anyone

you reached the mess hall, they were already playing something, seated on the floor with a bottle in the middle, the moment you saw the bottle you hesitated going back because you knew its either a kissing game or some dirty ass game of truth or dare, most likely lyles idea

you made up your mind, continuing your walk to the empty area in the messhall, "hey, move a bit? i wanna join" you say, they stared up at you

they moved and you sat across from lyle, you noticed quaritch was sitting on a table on the other side of the mess hall, across from ja, looked like they were playing poker. the bottle spun, you noticed Z-dog barsly had any clothes on and lyle had shoes taped to his head, mansk wasnt wearing a shitt which was very unusual and prager and the rest had red handprints on their faces

"soooo what we playing?" you say "truth or dare, whos gonma spin it?" lyle answers

z dog grabs the bottle and spins it, it landed on prager and mansk, prager asked and mansk answered

"truth or dare masnkkk" he said, in a high pitched voice to mock mansk "truth, gotta save myself from whatever demonic shit you were planning"

prager asked his question, it was a really dumb one

you spun the bottle this time, it landed on you and lyle, lyle asked and you answered

"truth or dare Y/N" "dare" you said, awaiting the most likely humiliating dare you were gonna get

"sit next to quaritch n touch him somewhere your not supposed to, if u dont do it youve gotta pay up, 50 dollars!"

"ugh fuck you lyle! i wont be pahing 50 dollars to youe broke ass" you put your hand on the floor, pusshing yourself upwards to stand up, yoy stared in quaritchs direction

you walked over to the table where he was sitting with ja, both focused on the game they were playing, you sat nect to quaritch, way too close for your liking, your thighs were just a few inches away from touching

you leaned your hand on the table leaning your head on it

you noticed your friends staring at you with wide smiles on their faces looking like theyre about to burst out laughing

you position your other hand to sit against quaritchs thigh

you lift your hand, setting it on quaritchs thigh

quaritch turmed around to face you, he didnt even notice you sit nect to him because of how focusrd he was and he went back to playing the game, you got uo and left heading back to your friends

you played for almost 15 minutes after that, alot of humiliating dares coming through

finally, everyone left, the only people left were you, lyle, quaritch, ja, and z dog in the room, you stopped plahing truth or dare because you were only 3 players

you said bye, and started walking the way to your room, you jeard footsteps behind yoy as you approached the door, and then you felt a harsh tug at your hair, you felt yourself being pushed back against a tall broad figure

"what do ya' think ya' were doin huh?"

he said, you recognised quaritchs voice "sorry sir..? i dont quite get what you mean" you said, inoccently asif what you did never happened

"i heard you n the others playing a game of truth n dare huh? you know?" he said, letting go of your hair inorder for you to face him

"o-oh that? it was just a silly dare, i promise it wont happen again sir" you said staring at the ground, you should have just payed those 50 dollars

"theres no it wont happen again now kid, unlock your door ive seen the way you look at me" he was correct, you have stared at him a few times admiring him but it was never something serious ,right?

while you were unlocking the door, quaritch said something "ya know that therapy session we had? none of those things were botherin me as much as ya were, knowing that we couldnt have eachother because of this syupid mission, hell its the entire purpose of our life now! we were revived to fight"

you didnt reply, opening your door and lettinf quaritch in, not expecting what he was going to do

as soon as you locked the door, you felt yourself being lifted up only to be harshly throws across your bed, quaritch grabbing you by your hair again, lifting you up and laying your lower half across his lap

"ya may not like this but ion reslly give a shit"

before you could even respond, your shorts were pulled down and, a hard smack was delivered to your ass

you let out a whimper, not expecting him to full on smack your ass??

"thas what you get for listening to those bastards you filthy little slut huh?"

"yes.." you say

"yes what?" he says before delivering another harsh smack on your ass

"yes.. s-sir..?"

"good girl" he says, pulling you up by ypur shoulders, laying you down on the bed gently, which surprised you because ylu thought he was gonna throw you again

you didnt notice him pull out a knofe from his pocket, in an instant, his pocket knife was on your neck, leaving little cuts

you couldnt do anything, your hands were restrained above your head

you could also see quaritch clearly getting hard by the obvious bludge in his pants, it looked like he was enjoying the torture he was putting you through

he pressed his knife ahainst your soft flesh again going a bit deeper, you hiss and you try to get away from his grip only to find his hand meeting your face at what looked like the speed of light, leaving a red mark on your face

"stay silent, or else there wont be a reward" there was a reward? you didnt expect there to be a reward especially by how cruel colonel is

after a few more cuts across your entire body, he stopped setting his knife on your nightstand

"i think ya did well enough" he says

the heat in between your legs burning, spilling with your slick, you were only wearing panties, still in your tshirt

he pressed his hand against your clothed cunt, your panties basically dripping wet at this point

"looks like ya enjoyed it?" you nod

he fingered your clothed cunt, emitting a few moans from you, not silencing you this time

"p-please" you say, you were fed up with his teasing, it was too much

"please what? whatcha want me to do" he says, with a shit eating grin on his face, a grin you wouldnt see even if he killed sully

"please.. touch me?" you say unsure of what you want him to do you just wanted to feel your orgasm

"where" he says, and youve had enough, you grab your panties yo pull them down, tired of his teasing 'for fucks sake' you mumble

"eager i see? here let me-" he says, the moment your panties where on the floor, he grabbed both your thighs splitting them apart

bringing his fingers toward your cunt, circiling the sensetive bud, which was enough to rip a few moans from you

he unexpectedly slipped both of his fingers inside of you at once, making you let out the loudest moan yet, he continues circiling your clit while thrusting both his fingers inside of you

"i-im. g-gonna-" then it stopped, he pulled his fingers out of you "not yet sweetheart, only place youll be cumming is on my cock" he says i. a deep raspy voice

you were flipped onto your stomache ass in the air, you heard metal clinking which you could guess was quaritchs belt coming undone

and soon enough, you felt his cock brush up against your ass, he grabbed it by his hand leading it down to your slick folds, moving it up and down "mmh"

his tip pressed up against your enterance, slowly pushing his length inside of you, you were in a navi body but he was still too big

half his lemgth was pushrd inside of you, stretching your "virgin" walls wider than theyre even been stretched

you werent a virgin in the past, its just that youve never done something like this in this body

quaritch looked down, his braid falling onto his chest, his eyes widened an idea popping in his head

"ya wanna do that thing? the navi thing?" you nodded, too cockdrunk already to even respond, let alone think straight

you frlt your braid being pulled, pink tendrils looking for something to lash onto

you felt the nerves tpuch against something right before you felt a rush of adrenaline in your body, your vision turning white, feeling everything quaritch was feeling

you let out a soft whimper "move" you said, eager for release

he startrd moving softly, each time he bottomed out he touched your cervix, shooting a rush of pleasure accross your body eachtime he touched it, it felt even better because you could feel everything he was feeling

soon enough, he was rutting into you like there was no tommorow, groans emitting from his throat while soft whimpers and moans came out of your mouth

"im gonna cu-" "go ahea-d" a slight crack in his voice, you camr your orgasm shooting across your body, you sae stars for a few seconds, quaritch helping you ride out your high

you felt a warm and sticky substance shoot into your cunt, quaritch loosing rythm of his thrusts, he thrusted into you a few more times, before finally bottoming out

sweat trickling across his and your body, the tsaheylu camr undone, a few seconds after that, quaritch pulled out of you, a thick rope of cunt connecting his cock to your cunt

you collapsed onto your bed, too cockdrunk to process things, by the time quaritch cleaned you up, you were already fast asleep, only to soon be joined by quaritch cuddling eachother to sleep, he never seemed like a cuddly type of guy but i guess i was wrong

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notyourhetloki · 3 months ago

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cardio (recom!Miles Quaritch x fem!Reader)

Reader: she/her (fem!Reader)

/NSFW Miles Quaritch x Reader/

Summary: Colonel Quaritch needs to get off some steam, and he knows exactly who could help him with that.

A/N: I'm alive and I'm horny for this alien... I know he's a terrible person and I DON'T support his actions but hey, it's fiction and I can pretend he did nothing wrong, right? Anyway, took me DAYS to write this and I hope you like it! Reblogs are always appreciated!

Tags: smut, mdni, age gap (reader's obviously an adult), Quaritch being Quaritch, but probably ooc ngl, oral sex (f receiving), piv sex (yes I know), unprotected sex, petnames (kid, sweetheart), degradation and praise, dacryphilia, daddy kink, big size difference (human x na'vi), belly bulge, casual sex.

Word Count: 5k

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Colonel Miles Quaritch; a name you couldn't forget. His impetuous reputation followed him wherever he went, scaring away those who dared to get close. Such a legendary status granted him a sort of fear and admiration combo from his peers and even from you, a scientist who had never even properly met him.

Most of your admiration for him was purely experimental, now that he was a recombinant, after all. You wanted to get close and see for yourself all the wonders the new Na'vi body could provide him.

But you had to settle for watching him from afar. Whenever you crossed the same corridors or observed him in the gym (lifting those stupid oversized weights) you just couldn't help but stare a little, good thing he never noticed... until he did.

"And what do we have here?" You got caught ogling too hard at the blue man's biceps while he stretched. "Like what you see?" He said smugly while flexing his arm at you.

You turned all red and stepped away as quickly as you could, but you could still hear his laugh echoing through the halls. You felt humiliated, and you were sure he would know you as a joke from then on.

One day, one of your colleagues asked if you could cover them on the medbay and do some checkups on the recoms. It wasn't really your area, you worked more in the laboratory but you accepted out of curiosity.

When you entered your designated station you almost gasped in surprise. The Colonel was there, sitting on a stretcher (big enough for his body but low enough so you could reach him). He seemed bored, expression unreadable while he bounced one of his spread legs.

"Alright, let's get this over with–" Quaritch started to speak, but he stopped mid-way after seeing you. He sat up straight, ears up in alert while his tail wagged leisurely. His eyes examined you up and down, mouth slightly agape as he licked his fangs. "Well, hey there..."

The way he slowly pronounced his words sent shivers down your spine, his low gravelly voice echoed through the room and you found it difficult to keep calm. Gosh, your crush on him was bigger than you had imagined.

"Hello, Colonel. My name is (y/n) and I'll be performing your checkup today, any questions?" You tried keeping it professional, but the way he looked at you felt so predatory... you felt like a lamb in a lion's presence. Besides, he was so freaking tall, taller than you had anticipated now that you were so close to him.

"Yeah, I know your name." The memory from your previous encounter made you even more nervous, but he didn't seem to be disgusted by you. He seemed... interested. "And nope. I'm all yours, princess." He leaned back on his hands and puffed his chest, clearly too comfortable.

You couldn't help but blush at his comment, giving him a soft smile while you approached him. Carefully, you prepared some of the equipment you would use, deciding to let your shyness aside.

"Someone here is feeling well-humored enough. Have you had a good night's sleep?" You said, and he never took his eyes off you while chuckling.

"Slept like a baby." His sharp grin and intense gaze had an effect on you, one you tried to deny and repress... but the reality was, you were attracted to him, and it was more than just scientific curiosity.

"Glad to hear that." You asked him to lean down and he obeyed, you checked on his ears, his eyes, and now needed to check his mouth.

"Open up." You proceeded, but Quaritch hesitated.

"Y'know, I'm not used to receivin' orders." He looked down at you, and you couldn't quite decipher his expression. It was a mixture of smugness and severeness, you knew he wasn't completely joking.

"Well, you're under my care now. So you have to listen to every word I say, right, Colonel?" You didn't know what had gotten into you to feel comfortable enough to tease him like that, and you immediately regretted it after the sentence came out of your mouth.

But for your relief, all Quaritch did was laugh. He crossed his arms and stared right into your eyes, lids halfway closed in a relaxed way,

"Yes, ma'am..." He whispered, sending electricity down your body.

To have such an authoritarian figure be so cooperative with you was already a turn-on, but that was none other than Colonel Quaritch. The man exuded so much power and yet there he was, calling you pet names and behaving so well...

"Now, open." You repeated yourself, and he darted his tongue out mischievously, still not breaking eye contact.

Trying to not let his gaze distract you, you performed your examinations and let him close his mouth after a while. He used the pause to take a quick breath from the respirator hanging around his neck and as you got close enough to measure his blood pressure, Quaritch decided to speak into your ear.

"What a pretty blush... is that all for me or do your other patients get you like this often?" He remained still, but his tail brushed the side of your hip as you tried to maintain composure.

Your heart was hammering in your chest, you couldn't possibly believe that was happening... was the Colonel really flirting with you?

"I-I don't have many patients... I'm usually in the lab, actually. I'm just covering for a colleague today..." You tried to explain but all words came out too soft. As you looked up to meet his gaze, he seemed satisfied with his effect on you.

"Covering for a colleague, huh? Such a good girl." The last couple of words came out teasingly slow, dragged out so you could feel every syllable going straight to your sex. The motherfucker knew what he was doing to you.

"I-I think we're done here today, Colonel. You're free to go." You turned around to put some information into the datapad but immediately felt him standing up behind you, his shadow looming over you as you gathered all your equipment.

"Well, guess I'll see you around, kid." Quaritch sighed dramatically before saying, then put one of his large hands on your shoulder as he walked out. "When's our next checkup?"

You looked up, then up again... until you met his gaze. "Hm... in this initial phase, the checkups should be pretty regular, so... maybe next week?"

"Nice. See you there." He squeezed your shoulder before exiting the room.

"But–" You couldn't finish your sentence before Quaritch was out the door, and you knew you probably wouldn't have an opportunity quite like that again... so you decided to just relish the moment and allow yourself to blush even harder at the interaction you just had.

A week and a half had passed and you still couldn't get over your encounter with the Colonel, it had messed you up entirely yet served the purpose of enlightening you on your true feelings. Your little admiration had developed into a full-blown crush and the following nights after the checkup you couldn't help but touching yourself, remembering the way he looked at you and called you a 'good girl'.

You felt insane, victim of your own desires and you just couldn't control it. The thought of him never ceased to appear in your mind, yet fully aware of the taboo weighing on you... he was currently in a different species' body, that alone made you feel like a freak.

But imagine your surprise when one of the nurses came into your lab, all scared face, asking you if you could go the medbay. "Colonel Quaritch demands your presence for the checkup, ma'am..."

Fuck. Why did he want you specifically? Did Quaritch actually want to see you again? That thought never crossed your mind before, but now... it thrilled you.

You strutted your way to the medbay and confidently entered his station, and there he was in all his glory. Seated in a comfortable position, legs spread open and tail slowly wagging. He reminded you of a cat, observing his prey.

"Took your time, huh?" Quaritch's voice resonated through your body, low and severe. He didn't seem as content as the other time you saw him.

"I can assume you didn't sleep so well this time, Colonel." You said as you closed the door behind you, slowly approaching the blue alien.

"I'm all wound up lately, princess. Needin' to get off some steam." The grin he gave you was full of mischief, but he still looked stern and very stressed.

"May I suggest more exercise? Some cardio, maybe? Running on those personalized giant treadmills must feel nice." You innocently proposed, but the look in his eyes turned deep and dark.

"Oh, you could help me with some cardio, alright..." His demeanor transformed into something more playful, turning his head sideways like a puppy in order to get your full reaction.

You gasped lightly at his words, turning completely red at the implication. "You pervert!" You whispered, looking up at him.

The Colonel laughed loudly while holding both his hands up in defense. "Hey, I didn't say a thing! You're the one assuming!" He continued laughing for a bit before you finally decided to avert the situation and take one of your medical instruments to his mouth.

"Open." You said plainly, and he obeyed with a bit of hesitance. "Your throat is sore, have you been screaming a lot?" You hoped the question would throw him off the previous conversation.

"Oh, you have no idea, kid." It worked, and you could see the exhaustion in his eyes as he spoke.

"I'll give you some syrup for that, you'll be good as new in no time." You offered him a smile despite feeling so small in his presence, his intimidating size always getting on your nerves.

"Does it taste like shit?" He prodded.

"Oh, c'mon. Can't handle a bit of medicine?" You teased while measuring his blood pressure.

"Watch it." His voice came with a warning, but you only smirked at him.

As you were finishing the checkup, you turned around from him to update the datapad. Suddenly, you felt something lifting the hem of your dress up from behind, so you looked down and caught the sight of his tail trying to expose you.

"Fuck, that little sundress you' wearin' looks good on you." Quaritch said, looking at your exposed thighs.

You quickly slapped his tail away from you, smoothing down the hem of your dress neatly while gasping in exasperation.

"Oh, you–!" You tried to measure your tone to a low whisper but ended up not being able to control your words. "You absolute bastard!"

His low chuckle only served to turn you on and piss you off at the same time. "Don't call me names, darlin'... I might like it."

You sighed in defeat, opening up the door as an invitation. You didn't know if you should feel harassed or horny... or both. "You're free to go now, Colonel."

He chuckled at you, rising up from his seat and towering over your frame.

"See you next time, sweetheart." Quaritch said while ruffling your hair lightly. The way the pet name rolled off his tongue made your heart beat even faster, and you knew you were going to remember it later that night.

You couldn't concentrate for the rest of the day, feeling the ghost of his presence crawl under your skin. It ignited you to even think he could want you... made you feel seen, desired.

As you got ready to go to your quarters, you remembered the throat medicine you promised to give him... and you had an idea. It wouldn't hurt to try, right? Besides, you just wanted to see him again, maybe gain another compliment so you could touch yourself later thinking about it.

So you removed your labcoat and went with just your sundress, fixing your hair on the way to his chambers.

You hesitated before knocking on his door, but your crush was so intense it filled you with crazed bravery.

Your eyes widened at the sight of a shirtless Quaritch answering the door, who looked quite unhappy until he realized it was you. "Oh, wow. What gives me the honor?" He leaned on the doorframe and crossed his arms, looking down at your face.

"I-I brought the syrup I mentioned earlier... for your throat." Gosh, he was handsome. Blue, tall and muscular, you wish you could climb him like a tree. His big green eyes flickered between your face and the big recipient you were holding, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

He chuckled in response, taking the medicine from your hands. "You're the sweetest thing, ain'tcha?" He seemed to look down at your body before stepping aside and leaving a gap in the doorway. "Come in, kid... don't worry, the filtration system's out so the air is good enough for ya."

Besides your better judgment, you just couldn't simply deny an order from the Colonel. You entered his room and quickly noticed how everything was oversized, big enough for his comfort... you found that endearing.

He closed the door behind you and suddenly realized how crazy that whole situation was. You were in his quarters, alone with the legendary Miles Quaritch... and he was shirtless.

"So... h-how can I help?" You tried maintaining calm, but deep down you were so nervous you couldn't help but stutter at your words.

"Oh, I know somethin' you could help me with." His canines showed in his sharp grin and the vision made you swallow dry, nearly panicking when he trapped you against the wall with his body. He was ducked enough so his face was just slightly above yours, and he seemed even more intimidating than before.

"I don't understand..." You didn't want to seem weak, so you maintained eye contact even though it was proven to be quite difficult.

"Don't act a fool, you know damn well why you're here. I’m tense and I need a hand. I thought a pretty thing like you could help me out." Quaritch looked at you with hungry eyes, the implications of his advance combined with his closeness to you made your panties wet.

But even though you were completely horny at that point, you just didn't want to give in so easily. "I-I don’t think this is appropriate, Colonel..." Your voice came out in a mere whisper, not being able to convince him.

"Oh, cut the crap. I’ve seen the way you look at me in the corridors, the way you blush whenever you’re near me… it’s adorable." He took the opportunity to lift your chin up with his big fingers, forcing you into a more direct stare. "Or do you want me to believe you came all the way here just to give me some medicine?"

You swallowed again as you felt completely exposed, but surprisingly, you weren't ashamed. Instead, you felt even more encouraged to pursue what you had been fantasizing about for weeks now.

"Then, what do you need from me, Quaritch?" You fiddled with the hem of your dress playfully, and he looked down at your body to accompany your movements. "What would you like me to do?" You said softly.

He slowly raised his gaze to your face again, smiling widely while licking his lips.

"I would like you..." Quaritch's tail once again tried to lift your dress up, grazing the skin of your thigh and giving you goosebumps in the process. "to take your clothes off."

Your eyes widened a bit at his request, but you wanted to behave for him. As you slowly removed your dress, you noticed his eyes roaming on your skin, hungry for the sight of you.

"Ah... such a good girl you are." Quaritch's voice was low and raspy, full of desire. He only stood there, arms propped on each side of your head as he observed your every move with much interest.

The way he called you made you blush even harder, not being able to control a low satisfied hum in response.

"You like it when I praise you, huh?" Once your dress was gone, he took it from your hands and tossed it across the room. "You gotta earn it if you wanna hear more... so keep moving."

You nodded your head and decided to try something out while you undid your bra. "Yes, sir..." You said lightly, barely audible.

Letting your bra fall to the ground, you massaged your exposed breasts only to show them off, allowing a playful grin to appear on your lips.

"Oh, you dirty little thing." Soon the Colonel's hands replaced yours, his big palms completely covered your breasts as he squeezed them not so gently. "How many times did you touch yourself thinkin' about this, huh? Thinkin' 'bout me?"

Heat rose to your cheeks and traveled down your belly, the sensation of his hands on you clouded your thoughts. "Ah... m-many times, sir... so many..."

Quaritch appeared really satisfied with your answer, twitching his ears in excitement and wagging his tail. "Oh yeah? You've got toys or somethin'?"

He wanted to know the details and you were going to give it to him, even though it made you blush.

"Y-Yes, I..." You slowly lowered your panties, feeling them slide down your legs. "I got a dildo I use..."

"Really?" His condescending tone only made the ache between your legs grow. "What's the size of that thing?"

"Hm... pretty average, actually." You eyed him with false innocence before he grabbed your ass hard, almost lifting you up.

"Ha, let me tell ya, kid... I think I might be bigger than average." Quaritch inclined his head, inviting you to look down. As you did, you finally saw the bulge in his pants... the thing was huge.

"Holy shit..." You said under your breath, making him laugh. "I-I don't think it will fit, Colonel..."

His laugh was harsh and patronizing. "Nah, we'll make it work." He looked all casual about it, smug as always.

Quaritch took your arm and guided you to his enormous bed, lifting you up and laying you out in front of him.

"Fuck, look at you..." He carefully kneeled in front of the bed, massaging your thighs encouragingly. "Open them for me, sweetheart."

You opened your legs delicately, exposing your slick sex to him.

His pupils widened at the sight of your pussy, and only for a brief moment he looked at your eyes before finally devouring you, diving mouth-first into your sex. The sheer surprise of his action made you jolt a little, granting you a slap on the side of your thigh. "Ah!"

"Behave." He said against you, just a quick pause before he continued. Quaritch licked your entrance up to your clit, kissing his way around your labia and making an absolute mess.

You whined and moaned at his movements, grabbing the sheets around you and caressing the back of his head. Your reaction only encouraged him to tantalizingly insert a finger inside you, making you shake from overstimulation.

"Ah! Quaritch!" Moaning his last name made him smile against you, chuckling to himself and pausing for a quick comment.

"I have a finger up your cunt, darlin'... I think you can call me 'Miles' now..." He used the break to nip at the inside of your thighs, his sharp canines leaving marks as he bit into your supple skin.

"P-Please, Miles... don't stop..." Was all you could say before you felt another finger easing in you, his big digits spreading you open.

"Shh... so needy, ain'tcha?" He moved his fingers in and out carefully, aware of the size difference between you. "Don't worry... daddy's feelin' generous today."

Daddy. That word was your weakness, sending you deeper into a spiral of need and desire you didn't know possible. It was all you needed to send you to the edge.

Miles continued eating you out then, sucking on your clit while fucking you with his fingers. He licked and sucked and drooled all over you, meanwhile, his fingers curled up inside hitting the perfect spot.

"Ah! Please, d-daddy!" You could feel him smiling against you again as you got closer and closer to your climax. "Fuck!"

Waves of pleasure washed over you as your orgasm bloomed, sending electricity all over your body. But even after you came Miles didn't stop, forcing you to pull your hips away from him. "T-Too much..."

Quaritch wasn't exactly pleased with that, but he also wanted to move things along so he allowed it. "Okay, okay..."

He took the opportunity to take a breath from the respirator that laid next to you on the bed, closing his eyes and letting the air revigorate him.

Only then he crawled on top of you, his predatory demeanor causing you to feel even smaller than you already were in comparison to him. Miles bit his lip while lowering his pants, letting his dick spring out free from his boxers.

You couldn't help but gasp at the sheer size of it... could be compared to the size of your forearm, even. The glowy patterns of his skin extended down to his length, and the purple-rosy tip already dripped with pearlescent precum.

"It's rude to stare." He had a ridiculous smile on his face, clearly satisfied by your shocked expression.

Quaritch was slotted between your legs, stroking his dick slowly while admiring your body. "I'm gonna fuck you up, pretty girl."

Shivers went down your body at his low whisper, and you hummed in approval as he started to grind his length against your pussy. The veins and dots served as texture and stimulated your sensitive clit.

When you felt him positioning his tip at your entrance, you looked up at him and saw his concentrated face. Quaritch was intensely staring at where your bodies met, watching as every inch of him stretched you open and penetrated you.

"M-Miles..." You were about to tell him it was too much, but he soon slipped even further into you, causing you to gasp.

"Shh... attagirl." He eased in and out, inch by inch, slowly and precisely. You were pretty wet already but he occasionally would spit down on his dick to lubricate it even more.

You felt so full... his girth stretched you open so deliciously it hurt, making you teary-eyed.

"Daddy... please, ah!" When the first word came out of your mouth, you felt his grip on you tighten even further and you knew you were going to get bruised.

"You like that, huh? Let me see those tears, then." He was kneeling upright on the bed, grabbing your hips and raising them up to his crotch, completely controlling the movements.

The tears you were holding back started to cascade down your face in an instant, the relief of crying easing down the slight pain. You were overstimulated, but you didn't want to stop.

"Yeah... good girl, (y/n)." The sound of your name combined with the praise was divine, making you even more driven to continue such a crazy endeavor.

"I-I can take it, Miles... please." Was all you needed to say. He looked at your eyes for a lingering moment before thrusting his hips onto yours once, then twice... still slow but comparatively harsh.

You gasped at his every move and noticed that the pain slowly faded away, turning into delicious pleasure. Miles noticed that too, you began to moan louder and louder... so he started to thrust deeper, faster.

Soon he was fucking into you with the maximum length he could, making you mewl his name in return. He hovered over you, ears twitching in excitement and tail wagging.

"Such a tight little cunt, ah... taking my cock so well..." He groaned and hummed occasionally, the sounds vibrating in his chest.

You stayed in that position for a while, just taking him like a doll... until he stopped. You looked at him in confusion before feeling him lift you up completely, manhandling you until you were on top of his laid-down frame.

"You do the work now, princess." Quaritch said while inhaling on the respirator, chest quickly rising and falling trying to regulate his own breathing.

"Oh, you lazy bum." You whispered while aligning the tip of his cock into your entrance. You were facing him, cowgirl style as you slowly lowered your hips down onto his big dick.

"Hey!" He smacked your ass a little harder than intended, but didn't apologize. "You're lucky your cunt's been making me real jolly right now." And he smiled that stupid smile of his.

You decided to ignore him and just continue hopping on his cock, making a mess on the sheets as you rolled your hips in circles, up and down.

"Agh... fuck, look at you... such a good little whore." Quaritch's hands traveled your body without a certain destination, squeezing your tits and caressing your back before grabbing at your waist. "Go faster, I wanna see ya jiggle."

Obeying without much thinking, you started to fuck yourself into him faster. After a few thrusts, you felt yourself lowering even further onto him, taking him even deeper than before. Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, moaning loudly while holding him for dear life.

"Fuck, doll... I'm gonna make you pop like that..." To your surprise, there was a sense of urgency in the Colonel's voice, was he... worried?

"Hmm, I hope I pop..." You said without thinking, too fucked out to even form coherent thoughts.

Miles laughed at that, seeing your expression and hearing your lust-filled voice... he knew you were enjoying yourself way too much. "Wow, you're such a fucking freak, huh? Such a dirty little slut."

The insults just fuelled you into a frenzy, bouncing on his dick faster and deeper and taking him almost all the way up. That's when you noticed his hand resting on your stomach, and you realized he was trying to feel the bulge his cock made in your belly.

"Can feel myself inside ya, kid... fuck." His enormous hand lingered there for a few moments before lowering his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive bud.

You rolled your head back in so much pleasure your vision went dark, moaning obscenely along with the squelching sounds your bodies made. Feeling your second orgasm growing inside, you hopped up and down until he was completely buried inside you. Once you took all his length, you simply started rolling your hips without taking him out. "Ahh...! F-Feels so... so good..."

"Goddammit, (y/n)... keep going." Demanded Quaritch, and you didn't even need the encouragement because you couldn't stop if you wanted to, searching your high frenetically.

For your luck, his thumb didn't stop either, rubbing your clit just right. You were so full and stretched and sensitive that all you could do was mewl for him. "Miles! Daddy... fuck, I'm gonna..."

"Y-Yeah, me too, princess..." He looked at you through half-shut eyes, not being able to hide his own pleasure. His hands squeezed your hips keeping them as close to him as possible, forcing you into him. "Ugh, gonna cum all up inside ya."

And then you felt him twitching inside your walls, spilling his seed and filling you up with his cum as he growled like an animal. You could feel his jizz dripping out of you, slowly oozing from your entrance onto his skin. That feeling alone, of being filled to the brim, made you finish in no time.

You came with a loud moan, throwing your head backward and arching your back. Your orgasm took over you, making you tingle in pure ecstasy... you had never felt anything like that before.

As you came down from your high, you opened your eyes to see Miles watching you attentively. His pupils were blown out while he heavily breathed through his respirator, and he smiled smugly at you.

"How you doing, kid?" He said after tossing his mask aside, rubbing soft circles on your bruised skin, surprisingly tender in his movements.

You slowly moved your hips up inch by inch, removing his now softening cock from inside you. It plopped onto his belly comically as you rolled to your side, climbing up the bed in order to face him. You felt incredibly empty without his girth stretching you, but you were proud of yourself for being able to take him so well.

"I feel amazing..." You confessed, not able to suppress a wide smile.

Quaritch laughed at that, inviting you to lay on his chest. You could hear his rapid heartbeats as he teased you. "Me too, me too..."

You both stayed there for a while, eyes closed while caressing each other until you remembered the air filtration system would start working at any minute. So you quickly got up, cleaned yourself and started to make your way to the door.

"Hey, where d'you think you're going, hm?" A stern voice could be heard from the bed.

"I thought you were sleeping..." You said, coming back into the room.

"Without saying goodbye? Heartless." He said pretentiously, knowing damn well he would do the same. "See you around, sweetheart."

"See you around, Miles." Without much thinking, you leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. He didn't smile, but his ears flickered adorably and you took that as a win.

Before you could reach the door, you heard Quaritch call while standing up to reach you. "(y/n)?"

"Yes?" You turned around, looking up to meet his gaze.

"When's our next checkup?" He fumbled on his feet as he tried to pull his underwear up, making you chuckle.

"Honestly? I have no idea. As I said, checkups aren't really my thing." You tried not to stare too much at his body, the memories from the recent events already taking over your mind.

"Right..." The Colonel seemed disappointed at that, but his bright green eyes lit up the moment you started to speak.

"Don't worry, just call me whenever you need some cardio." You said as you winked, gaining a sharp grin from him.

"Yeah, that ain't a bad idea."

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KIWIFRUIT. human! miles quaritch

IN WHICH… quaritch replays his old memories of you but starts to (jokingly) regret his decisions when seeing the way you eat kiwifruit.

Notes: age gap (quaritch - 51, y/n - 33), jake sully’s sister! reader, not following plot, details may vary from canon timeline, scientist! reader, reader is lowkey embarrassing/clumsy, dirty thoughts, pet names (from Quaritch), implication of sex

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Fruit transported from Earth was a rare privilege in Pandora. You were delighted when you found out that boxes of fresh fruit, including kiwifruit, were being transported. Of course, it was a secret procedure but you had your ways of milking out information from no other than Colonel Miles Quaritch.

He was a tough man with scars decorating his body, which gave him a sense of pride, and large biceps (which were his defining feature in your opinion). He was not bribed easily but all you had to do was bat your eyes at him and gaze through your lashes up at him. He loved your big doe eyes; they seemed to make him do anything.

Quaritch knew you had two brothers. Had. Tom was gone. Jake, his twin, and your rather annoying younger brother, was his replacement. You had arrived at Pandora when you were barely twenty-five, freshly graduated from university. Quaritch knew of your hard-working personality; before he had officially met you, he had heard stories from the scientists at how difficult it was to distract you from your work. You were almost a working machine.

Quaritch could still remember when and how he first met you. It was all a blurred haze in his mind during the day but at night, when you would occasionally sneak into his room, he recalled everything.

“As head of security, it is my job to keep you all alive.” Quaritch announced as he clasped his hands behind his back, walking down the aisle between the new recruits. His heavy boots clicked against the steel floor. “I will not succeed.” For years now, he had been sticking to the same script, not bothered to write another speech on how dangerous Pandora was.

The door suddenly creaked and you hurried in, breathing heavily. All eyes turned to face you, and you frowned at the sudden spotlight. “My apologies, colonel.” You muttered, slowly sitting down in a free seat almost right next to the man. He paused, staring down at you with a harsh glare.

“As I was saying,” He continued on, “Before this young lady interrupted me,” He watched as your cheeks flushed in slight embarrassment. There was a small wave of snickers. “Pandora is not a playground. If you step out of line, you will be killed. Whether it is by the Na’vi or my own gun, you can decide. There will be no foolish behaviour here.” Quaritch was going to stop there but a mischievous smirk pulled at his lips as he glanced at you again. “And anybody late or anybody who tests my patience,” He made sure to lock eyes with you as he spoke, “Is required to give me twenty push-ups.”

Quaritch liked the way you stared at him in disbelief. “Dismissed.” He said to everybody else, “Except you.” He pointed straight at you, not hesitating to name and shame. Someone you didn’t know, a boy about your age with a buzz cut, patted you on the back.

“Good luck.” He whispered to you, most likely as a means to merely scare you. Everybody filed out the door, which banged heavily against the walls as it finally shut after the last person had slipped past.

“Name?” Quaritch questioned, folding his arms over his chest.

“Y/N Sully, sir.” You immediately replied, quickly standing up. Your formality amused Quaritch.

“Well, you know what to do. Get down on your knees.” He arched an eyebrow as you blinked in confusion, your mind wandering to something else. Quaritch almost laughed, immediately knowing where your mind went based on your flushed cheeks. “Push-ups, recruit. Get down on your knees and give me twenty push-ups.”

Flustered, you quickly dropped. “I am a scientist, sir. Do not judge my form.” Quaritch assumed your arms would be shaking after one push-up, but you were doing surprisingly well. You were in a tank top and loose-fitting cargo pants provided by the RDA. Quaritch, peeking out of pure curiosity, saw the tense muscles in your arms. Usually, the scientists that worked here had arms as thin as twigs. You did not.

“At ease, recruit.” Quaritch said after you had completed only twelve push-ups. “Find your station. Don’t be late to any other meetings otherwise I’ll make you do more than push-ups.” He slapped you on the back, his hand dangerously close to your ass. You jumped in slight shock, causing him to boyishly grin.

That was years ago. You were now thirty-three yet still resembled the same starry-eyed woman in her mid-twenties. Quaritch liked that about you, how you were able to remain consistent even under pressure. He liked things staying the same, which was probably why you had caught his attention after your first clumsy interaction.

“Miles?” He heard your soft voice as you entered the room. You had a gun strapped to your hip, courtesy of Quaritch himself. Pandora was a dangerous place, he was not taking any chances. Thus, he made you carry out a weapon of any sorts. He knew you had a knife hiding somewhere under that bulky white coat of yours.

Quaritch heard the faint sound of Lyle Wainfleet chuckling. It was no secret that the head of security was hopelessly attached to you. Quaritch’s team made fun of him every chance they got.

“I need some more samples. Do you think you could get someone to collect them when they accompany Grace’s avatar? I would do it myself but I’m busy with making plans for the new recruits.” You gently trailed a hand up Quaritch’s bicep, squeezing it lightly. At that point, he was putty in your hands.

“Wish I had that much power over the Colonel.” Lyle whispered to a friend, “I could stop him from making me train overtime.” Lyle’s teasing comment did not go unnoticed by Quaritch.

“Wainfleet, drop and give me thirty.” Quaritch uttered without taking his eyes off Y/N, which earned a groan from Lyle. “What plants do you need, sweetheart?” He questioned, handing you a stray piece of paper and a pen for you to scribble on.

You leaned over the desk, too busy writing down various flowers to notice how Quaritch’s gaze was looking you up and down. “I only need at least two.” You said, handing him the paper.

“Yeah? M’kay. I’ll do my best. Nice seeing ya, baby.” He shamelessly slapped your ass, an action he did quite often now. You had gotten used to it but you still rolled an eyes at his antics.

“Nice seeing you too, sir.” You mocked him, kicking the back of his knees. Quaritch’s legs almost buckled and he listened as you speed-walked off, snickering.

You had not been so confident when he first met you. At least, you didn’t show it. He always knew you had a feisty side that the environment of Pandora only encouraged but you had kept it hidden for your first few months on the new planet. Quaritch held a fondness for you but he still knew how much of a brat you could be, and not in a good way.

“Sully.” Quaritch called out your last name as you rushed past him, arms full of documents. You paused, almost stumbling forward. You glanced over your shoulder, watching as Quaritch beckoned you towards him with a single flick of his finger.

“Yes, sir?” You muttered, refusing to meet his gaze.

“Where’s the report I asked for last week?” Quaritch knew that despite your intelligent mind, your memory was that of a goldfish. Not even that. Your memory was sometimes worse than Dory from Finding Nemo.

“I’m sorry, sir. I must have forgotten. I can get it to you by tonight.” You babbled, embarrassed for forgetting such a thing. You were always flustered in front of him, not quite knowing what to say. You were tall for a woman, you always had been, but Quaritch towered over you.

“By tonight, recruit.” He called you like he always did. You were a fully fledged scientist by this point but Quaritch still looked down on you, figuratively speaking.

“Yes, sir!” You saluted, or tried to. You had forgotten about the papers in your hands and half of the them dropped to the floor. Quaritch’s eyes dropped to stare at the fallen documents before meeting your eyes. You remained still, thinking if you didn’t move then Quaritch would ignore it. He did not.

In fact, he laughed. He actually laughed. It was not a sound you were accustomed to. Nobody was. Miles Quaritch was all bite and no bark. He kept to his harsh words without hesitation. But here he was, laughing at you.

Quaritch crouched down, picking up the papers. You gazed at him; all you could see was the three signature scars dragging through his shortly cropped hair. And when he lifted his head slightly to make eye contact- oh gosh. You stopped your mind from wandering to such places.

Quaritch took his time in standing up. His fingertips even brushed against your thigh, which you knew was not a mistake.

“Take care, sweetheart. I want the report on by desk at 10 pm sharp.”

You were late, which was not surprising to Quaritch considering you were always rushing around. He waited impatiently at his desk, drumming his fingers against the flat surface. He was almost falling asleep before his door slammed open and you came crashing in.

“I have the report, sir!” You exclaimed at such a volume that Quaritch had to tell you to pipe down. He checked his watch. You were five minutes late. Quaritch brushed it off; he would let you off this one time.

You placed the documents on his desk, flipping through pages and explaining certain points as you read the words upside down. Though, Quaritch wasn’t really listening. He could hear you ranting but his mind never registered your words. He was intensely focused on, as you leaned over to point at the paper in front of him, your cleavage. That damn tank top of yours was driving him crazy.

“Sir, are you listening?” You snapped him back to reality, “I was just saying how you should focus on this passage in particular.” You pointed a finger at a paragraph of text.

“Got it.” He drawled, leaning back in his chair. He had one arm propped on the arm rest while the other held a cup of cold water. His legs were spread, which was his usual way of sitting, but he did not miss the way your eyes darted down for a split second.

After practically forcing Wainfleet to gather the flowers you listed an hour ago, Quaritch went in search of you. He found you talking with a man in a wheelchair and a flame of jealousy flared up before he noticed the uncanny resemblance between the man and you.

He fit the pieces together. That must be Jake, your little brother. Quaritch saw Jake hand a letter to you and you briefly licked your lips, something you always did to distract yourself from too intense emotions. Jake also handed you a necklace but Quaritch knew you already hand another chained around your neck.

Hiding under the lab coat he hated so much was a dog tag necklace. Engraved in the metal was MQ, standing for Miles Quaritch.

Quaritch left you to catch up with your brother, deciding he would seek you out at a later hour.

Quaritch was always searching the base for you, his teammates compared him to a lovesick puppy. They even drew a picture to go along with their mocking comments. Quaritch let them have their fun, always too tired to shut them up.

The first time Quaritch showed any actual romantic interest in you was during this time. You had just returned from a week long trip, which deprived Quaritch of your sweet voice and clumsy actions. He found you in the lab as you always were, carefully snipping samples from a flower.

You were so concentrated that you didn’t even notice it was Quaritch behind you. “How many samples did you say you wanted, Grace?” You asked. When you got no reply, you looked over your shoulder.

“Sorry to burst your bubble, angel. I’m not Grace.” He stated. You blinked once, then twice. Lately his pet names had started to feel more personal.

“Sir, is there something you need?” You asked. Your shy personality had improved; you were no longer jumpy around him and you didn’t humiliate yourself as much in front of the Colonel. Or maybe this side of you existed all along but you decided to keep to yourself.

Quaritch turned your chair around, placing his hands on the arm rest and trapping you. You looked at him, a little unimpressed for being interrupted.

“Sir?” You spoke again but all Quaritch could focus on was your top. That damn tank top that almost jeered at him. You were always wearing it, day or night. It’s like you knew he was beginning to resent it for how it frustrated him.

“You got a boyfriend, sweetheart?” Quaritch questioned. He really should have asked ages ago before becoming infatuated. Slowly, you shook your head. “You’re a charming little lady, how come you don’t have one?”

“I was never that much interested in boys.” You admitted. Quaritch’s stomach dropped. Oh gosh, were you a lesbian? “I wanted to focus on studying. And even now…” You fidgeted with your hands, “I have my eye on someone who is almost unattainable.” Your eyes said it all for you as you peered through your lashes.

“Unattainable?” Quaritch played along despite your doe eyes practically begging for him to make another move.

“I like… older men, sir.”

Any doubt Quaritch had about your feelings towards him disappeared. That was all the confirmation he needed. You shifted in the chair, growing uneasy with the sudden silence. You were tired of waiting and frustrated with the Colonel’s mixed signals.

“Sir, I apologise for what I am about to do.” You wrapped your arms around Quaritch’s neck and that was all you really needed to do to break him. You kissed him, your flower samples behind you instantly forgotten.

Quaritch forced you to stand up, dragging you by your blouse collar towards his room. The halls were empty and even as you heard Grace calling your name from the lab, not knowing you had disappeared, you did not look back.

Quaritch was lifting a heavy set of weights when Jake Sully approached him. Your brother had a more rugged appearance compared to you but he could still see the similarities in Jake’s eyes.

“Jake Sully, correct?” Quaritch sat up, dusting off his hands.

“Yes, Colonel. You must know my sister, Y/N.”

Quaritch pretended to think for a moment. ‘You mean the Y/N whose back I blow out almost every night?’ was what he wanted to say but he held his tongue. “The scientist.” Quaritch said, “Yes, I know her.”

“She told me of your… relationship. And I just wanted to say to treat her well. She is all I have left. If you hurt her, I’ll ask God to return my ability to walk and I will throw my wheelchair at you.”

Quaritch let out an amused chuckle. “You don’t have to worry about that.”

Jake turned around to wheel himself away but he suddenly paused. “There’s one more thing… I know the way she eats kiwifruit is strange but don’t judge her.”

Quaritch raised an eyebrow at the statement. He had never seen you eat kiwifruit but with an order of fruit being transported into Pandora, Quaritch could see what Jake meant.

He knew kiwifruit was your favourite, especially the sweet golden ones. So as soon as the order arrived, Quaritch called first dibs.

“Hey, angel, look what I got.” Quaritch said as he walked into his room where you were lounging on his bed, taking advantage of your rights as the Colonel’s favourite.

“Kiwifruit? Yum.” You stood up, grasping one of the brown fruits. Quaritch was expecting you to walk over to the small kitchen inside his room and cut the fruit using a knife. But no, you bit right into it with no hesitation. Quaritch could see what Jake meant now.

“Want some?” You waved the half-bitten fruit in Quaritch’s face. You pouted. “I know why you’re looking at me. Eating kiwifruit like this isn’t a crime, you know.”

Quaritch snickered. “I don’t know, baby, seems like a serious offence to me.” He cut a kiwifruit in half and grabbed a spoon, sitting beside you on his soft mattress.

“You should try it like this at least once.” You attempted but Quaritch firmly shook his head.

“I’m good, baby.” He muttered, “Careful, don’t make a mess. I just got these sheets cleaned yesterday.” He warned, watching as the fruit juices dribbled down your chin.

“Be honest, are you judging me?” Y/N piped up.

“Nah. It’s a little weird but I ain’t judging. You do you.” Quaritch shrugged. He had seen much worse; his girl eating kiwifruit with the skin was the least of his concerns.

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luxthestrange · 1 month ago

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Avatar Incorrect quotes#71 You're stuck here with US-

Recoms Kidnapping Not Only Spider but Y/n...Not Even Five Minutes in-

Spider*Is standing protectively in front of his Noni, Speaking fluent Na'vi*Ah what the fuck is in here?

Y/n*Pushing Spider behind and looking at the cameras, Speaking English*FUCKIN' BRING IT ON!? YOU WANNA CUT ME!? BURN ME!? STRAP ME TO A CAR BATTERY!?-

-Quaritch looking at the screen holding you and his sown, is laughing in pain after realizing...You're still alive...and now you are in the same building as him, The Recoms just look disturbed at the screen-

Quaritch*Covering his face and a pained sob cry erupts from him*Pff-ahahaha-wahahaa-... of course, that thing is alive...

Y/n"I.DONT.GIVE.A.SHIT! SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT MOTHERFUCKAAAAAAAAAAS!?"

Recoms*All recoil at your outburst thru the mic*!?!-

#avatar #avatar 2009 #avatar na'vi #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar x human reader #avatar x reader #avatar x y/n #y/n sully #miles socorro #avatar spider #spider te rongloa ateyitan #avatar recoms #avatar quaritch #avatar incorrect quotes #avatar fluff #incorrect quotes

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backmuscles21 · 11 months ago

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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.

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onskepa · 5 months ago

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Left behind: Nice to meet you

Alright everyone! Here is the new chapter to the series! Enjoy~!!

P.S: Timeline will be slightly altered!

Left behind series

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Year 2159

Quaritch woke up in his bunker-like room. Checking the date from his digital calendar, it's only been a day since he woke up in his new avatar body. His new, permanent body. Funny really, he spent a good chunk of his life trying to rid of the blue aliens and here he was living breathing the skin of his enemy.

“Quaritch, you are requested by Dr. Sanchez in room B109” a robotic voice was heard from the small speaker in his room.

Getting up and dressed, a small machine automatically prepared his coffee and breathing mask.

“Let's get this done,” he says to himself.

Wearing his mask, he walks out to the long white, cold halls of the establishment. He still needs time to get used to this place. He woke up in his new body 40 days ago. Gotten enough time to get used to his new life. Today was the day he would meet someone. Who? He still doesn't know, the scientists who watch over his progress were very secretive about it.

Taking his na’vi size mug with him, Quairtch leaves to visit the doctor.

The doors opened, it was the doctor himself. Dr. Sanchez looks up at quaritch with an odd grin. “Ah, there you are M. 117” he says. His voice had a bit of a husk, light on an accent that was nowhere near anything latin. Danish perhaps?

“I prefer to be called Quaritch, doc” quaritch says, though secretly he would like to be better called colonel but he so far holds no authority of any kind in this place. Best thing he can do now is just to comply. Something that irks him just a bit. He was so used to being in control, it makes him feel odd to be the other end of authority.

“Yes yes, Quaritch” Dr. Sanchez dismisses the comment with a careless wave of his hand. Clapping his hands, the odd doctor then checks in his tablet, grinning to himself.

“Aha! Right on time! Come come, there is someone who you will meet. She is very important” was he said, and right on cue, the doors opened again to reveal a middle aged woman. Fair in looks, short in stature but the face that demands your utmost attention. Now who could she be?

“No, not you. Where is she?” Dr. Sanchez whined, a look of obvious disappointment.

The lady rolled her eyes, “you were just going to have him meet her with no context? Fuck, you are impatient” the lady spoke. Having a British accent but quaritch can tell with the rasp of her voice, she smokes a pack a day.

The lady walks up to quaritch, extends out her hand, “Name is Tatianna, I am part of a RDA special extension. Part of a team that will oversee the project ‘amazonian’. It is a fairly new project so don't ask about it at this time” she informs.

Tatianna and quaritch give a firm handshake.

“Yes ma’am” he nods. Tilting her head, Tatianna takes lead as the three leave the empty room and once again back into the empty, cold halls. The hells on the lady’s shoes were the only sound that was made, echoing throughout the place. From where Qauritch can see, those heels look like they can stab someone with it.

“How much do you know of project phoenix M. 117?” Tatianna asks, sort of startling him by the sudden burst of her voice.

Dr. Sanchez taps tatianna’s shoulder, “ehe, he likes to be called ‘Quairtch’” he tells her. The lady looks up at him with a side look, giving a vague hum. They resume walking however.

“I was told I am the first in this new project. Having memories of my human predecessor while having new perks in this body” quaritch says. He is taller, stronger, has more stamina. He can hear better too. Though there are some slight downsides to his new body.

“Good, and you are still reporting your adjustments to your director, yes?” Tatianna continues to ask questions. The recom nods.

“Good, good” was all she said. Pulling out her tablet, she reads some things.

“Like Dr. Sanchez told you, there is someone you must meet. But before that, there is some stuff you need to hear.This might interest you”

“When the RDA employees returned, they all came with many stories of what happened to pandora. How the native there were fighting back, killing and attacking. That there was a ring leader to a battle. How you were in charge of leading them to a certain area. Not only that, but a soldier went ‘full native’ and joined the opposite side to fight. Jake Sully they all said. What we would like to hear is how true it is, and what can you tell us from your memories?”

So that was what it was about.

Surprised they didn't ask him any sooner.

Rubbing his chin, Quaritch begins to recall what he can.

“Well it is true. A good chunk of it. I was a colonel, protecting those under my wings. I did say in every briefing that while it was my job to make sure they stay alive, I won't succeed. Pandora is a hell of its own ma’am. Those na’vi, they are no easy target”

Tatianna pulls up a photo of human and avatar Jake sully. This made quaritch make a grim expression, new, or old, memories came flooding in. That little shit ruined everything he worked hard for. Ruined the possibilities for humanity.

“Oooohh seems some anger arose” Dr. Sanchez teases.

“More than anger…” Quaritch growls, his tail flicking side to side.

Tatianna presses a record button on a device she held in her hand, “start talking”

Dr. Sanchez took the recording and left somewhere.

That left Tatianna alone with quaritch. Good, she didn't need that weird doc around the recom and mess with his feelings.

But they got what they needed, now it's time to take the major part of the plan.

“I hope what you said is true, if this jake sully really did betray humanity, this can make a huge case that will reach the world leaders” tatianna informs. She leads him to a new area of the facility.

“I don't mind, all I want miss, is to get my hands on that little shit” the recom says. Already letting his murderous fantasy run wild. Ways to hurt him, torture him, kill him.

“You will, in time. While we make the case, there is someone very important you will meet. Just step through here, she is waiting for you”

She gestures to the recom to enter a doorway that opens itself. He goes inside as she follows.

Inside was a little girl, from quaritch’s eyes, a young teen. She looked up, shock and fear instantly filled in her oddly familiar blue eyes.

“Ssshhhh, its ok. This is miles quaritch. The man I told you about” tatianna comforts the young girl in a soothing tone. She walks over to the child, rubbing her back. The recom observes the interaction. The young girl looked frail, almost having a creepy hollow look. Dark bags under her eyes, did this kid get enough sleep?

“He knows your father, why dont you introduce yourself?” Tatianna encourages”

Quaritch bends down to meet the child’s eye level.

“H-hi….” the child whispers. Qauritch gives her space to talk more.

“I h-heard you know my dad…? His name is jake sully, im his daughter”

Well ain't this a bitch.

“You’re kidding me” quaritch looks at the lady in disbelief.

“I'm not, this is not a joke. This is serious "Tatianna narrows her eyes at him. Did he really think this is some humor?

“The hell is going on exactly? I was just spouting wanting sully’s blood and here you are presenting me with his spawn” he growls. Seeing the child certainly brought chills down his long spine. Her eyes, of all things to have of her crippled father, why did it have to be his blue eyes? It was like Jake was staring directly at him. Made quaritch want to vomit.

“She has a name you know” tatianna pointed out.

“The hell with her name, sully alone is enough for me. What the hell is really going on little missy? And tell me the truth lady” his patience was growing thin. Not liking the situation, not one bit.

“She knows”

Quairtch and Tatianna both turn to see Dr. Sanchez standing a few feet from them. Holding a little holographic picture of Jake sully.

“Know what? Stop with these riddles you two are spewing out” recom says.

Dr. Sanchez chuckled, how much the recom hated that chuckle.

“Poor poor little sully. She knows what her dad did, his crimes. How many people he killed. She is in denial, refusing to see the truth” Sanchez explained. His beady eyes staring up at the recom. Already getting the hint.

“so…I'm to tell her the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth,” quaritch stated. It wasn't even a question. His predecessor mentioned some things in the video. Knew the words human quaritch said to jake. The taunting, using his kid against him.

Wait, using little sully against jake?

The more the recom thought about it, the more tempting it was sounding.

“Very well, I will break the news to her”

The doors slid open again, and once again the strange tall blue man entered the room. Little Sully was still weirded out by his appearance. In her school, one of her favorite teachers would endlessly talk about the planet pandora and the alien life there. The na��vi. Sharing all there is to know. Seeing pictures was one thing, but to see one right in front of her? It was amazing, even if it was an avatar.

“Listen umm…Sorry about suddenly exiting like that. You caught me off guard kiddo” the avatar said.

“Let's start over, yeah? I'm Miles quaritch, what's your name?” he asks.

Little Sully said her name, barely above a whisper.

“Pretty name,” he responded.

“Did you know my dad or not?” straight to the point. Guess there is no reason to go easy.

Quaritch gave a bitter look, nodding his head.

“Yeah, yeah I knew him. Worked for me actually. Took your father under my wing when he joined. He looked like a lost puppy. He stood out a lot, aside from being in a wheelchair. Was a good man” he listed.

“Was….” little sully repeated.

“He is not dead, as far as I know,” quaritch said quickly, not wanting her to have the wrong idea.

“Then why are you saying stuff in past tense…?” she asks.

He has to choose his words very carefully.

“The news, my school, everyone is saying my dad is a traitor, that he killed hundreds of humans. Everyone is calling him names. Please tell me the truth. Please tell me that he is not a killer, that it's all a mistake! He p-promised me he would come back…!! He swore…!!!”

The more she spoke, the more her voice cracked, her expression changing to that of sad desperation. Quaritch sees it as an open window.

“I'm sorry, there really is no way to say this in the softest way” he began to say.

“Your dad did kill people. Hundreds doesn't begin to cover the real numbers. He went what we call, ‘full native’. It means humans betraying their own species for that of another. In this case, the na’vi. Your dad believes he is one of them. He declared war against humans. Because of the crimes he committed, your dad is now residing permanently in Pandora as a na’vi. He would be called a fugitive but that is yet to confirm. Im sorry, but your dear ol’daddy broke his promise”

He wasnt even lying.

It really was the truth.

Little sully let out a loud wail of cries, tears traveling down her face. Her voice high pitched. Grabbing her hair, shouting ‘no no no!’ over and over.

Quaritch did feel bad for her, but there is a sickening twist in him. Enjoying her misery and pain. Oh the things he can fill her head with.

“HE PROMISED!! HE PROMISED ME…!!! SULLYS STICK TOGETHER!!” she cried out. Clinging onto the cold floor.

Slowly, quaritch gently patted her back. He had to comfort her in some way, to not make it look like he is heartless.

“I know I am only making it worse but…kid, it's almost impossible to keep a promise. Your dad was given a ticket to get the hell out of earth. They gave him a clean new body, with legs that don't slow him down. You are a big kid, think about it. Did you think your dad would come back after one hell of a deal?”

“B-but-” little sully tried to argue back.

“But he promised, you were such a small kid, you were at the age where you believed anything was possible. Kid, this is reality. Your dad left you. He isn't coming back, not after the mess he did”

The young girl stopped her crying, only sniffles were heard. She looks down at the floor, taking in what quaritch said.

“Hey, its not the end though. Im on a mission you see, and I could use your help..” he begins to say.

Tatianna was seeing their interaction but was mildly annoyed.

“Can you STOP with that god awful chewing?” she hisses out at Dr. Sanchez who was innocently enjoying a snack.

“Sheesh, you are worse than my ma” he says with his mouth full.

Tatianna rolls her eyes and continues to view the recom and the sully girl.

“So, what do you think, boss lady?” Sanchez asks.

Tatianna observes the two, analyzing their movements, their choices of words. Everything.

“I say today will be the first day to launch the two projects, Project phoenix and project Amazonian. We begin the experiments at once”

Aaaaaaaaand that is it for this chapter! Hope you all like it! Until next time! See ya!

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