#recombinant ja x reader

[imthetunnelunderoceanblvd]

Haii, it was awesome to read something dark with the recoms and human fem reader. Maybe a part 2 with the others, I'llgive some short ideas for each.

like Mansk blackmailing reader ( coughOnlyFanscough) to get what he wants. He's got that hacker look

Ja being a medic, so he's gotta hang out a lot at the lab right? So he may use some aphrodisiac drug on reader 'accidentally'

Lopez kiNda looks like a dangerous guy with all of his tattoos. Maybe he scares off the others by threatening them or bullying reader into dating him.

Prager seems like Im nice but not actually. He could be a manipulator type.

yes. i swear i was going to write for the others too but i’m busyyy n my brains not working anymore :( i also made the ja one x male reader cuz idk what happened to me cuz im missing the feeling of being a dude idk omg.

rape/non-con. with the recoms.

part 1 ft. recom. miles quaritch & recom. lyle wainfleet.

1. mansk x single mother!fem!reader. 2. ja/alexander x m!reader.

warnings: vaginal fingering, lactation kink, gay oral sex (m. rec.), pet names, blackmailing, kidnapping?, humiliating, mentions of killing, no proofreading

mansk: you both agreed that its a one night thing. it was too much and you couldn’t handle not being filled anymore. it went nice and smooth and you liked it, you did, really. mansk knew that it was a one night stand and he was fine with it, really, didn’t even care, but the whole thing with you, how small your wrists were, how your tits fit perfectly in his hands, how the way your tummy bulged when he was thrusting into you, he had to record it. and he did. he thought if he recorded it, he could use it against you. and that’s exactly what he did.

“you have no other choice,” you looked at him in disbelief, did he really record the entire thing... why would he even do that, the questions swam in your head as you stared at him with wide eyes, “no, no, no, no i can’t i can’t we can’t this is so wrong. oh god. please just forget about it we can’t do this. let’s both forget about it, please, mansk, let’s not talk about it ever again, okay? please...” he let out a low chuckle, “no, doll, listen, you either go there to the table, bend over and lift your pretty skirt up and let me do you, or else i’ll show general ardmore everything. you know how strict she is with the rules and shit, it’s up to you, really, in the end you’re the one who will lose a job, not me.” it was true. you will end up losing everything you’ve worked hard for. you won’t even have enough money to raise your kid, to provide him a good life and a good school. you bit your lip and looked up at him, your glossy eyes meeting his yellow ones before your hands went to the hem of your skirt, lifting it up exposing your lower body to him, “lose the shirt too,” it came out of his mouth more of a suggestion rather than a command, and like the good girl you are you unbuttoned all the buttons exposing your chest to his hungry gaze, you felt like a slice of meat for him to devour.

“what are you waiting for?” mansk said, slightly annoyed, he wanted to feel your soft skin, wanted to kiss your plump lips, wanted to feel the soft texture of your hair, he wanted you. he couldnt take it anymore. couldn’t bare not being able to touch you, his face dropped when he saw you looking at your feet with a shade of pink tinting your cheek, he lifted you face up look at him using his index and thumb, “what is it what’s wrong pretty girl?” your eyes met his sharp ones, you swallowed the lump in your throat before replying, “i can’t bend i - i’m -” he just gave you a low ‘oh’ realizing what you were trying to say “it’s okay, baby, you’ll just lay down nd look pretty for me, okay?” you nodded your head and went to your bed and layed down on your bed, mansk was towering over you, his long legs spread on each side of your body as his hand fondling with your left breast, his mouth already kissing and sucking on your right breast, giving teasy licks to your already hard nipple before taking it in his mouth, his hand started massaging the skin as he sucked, you let out a high pitched moan as you his knee between your legs rubbing your heat as his mouth sucked harder and harder, it was too much. the way he was fondling with your sore tits, sucking and biting at the sensetive bud, your hand went to his face trying to push him off of your chest but you stopped when you felt the liquid gush out of your nipple and into his mouth, his hand started kneading your other breast.

mask let out a low growl at the feeling of your warm milk oozing out of your hard nipple and landing on your hand as he drank your pearly white milk still squeezing your tits, “s-stop please c-can’t do this nymore please,” his eyes met your glossy ones while your mascara was running down your bambi eyes.

you didnt even notice when he flipped you so he was laying on the bed and you were on top of him, didn’t even notice when his dick started running up and down your slit stopping at youe enterance just to tease you for a bit before sliding it inside of your warm gummy walls, the moan he let out made you even wetter knowing that you are the one who is making an alien feel that good, could you even deny that it made you feel good inside? made you feel warm? could you deny that you like the feeling of a big cock thrusting in and out of you?

the friction on your clit from his pubic bone along with the brutal thrusting of his cock was enough to make a knot form in your lower belly, you couldn’t even tell how long it’s been it sure was longer than 40 minutes from the way he was covered in sweat. he was close, you knew it from the way his chest was rapidly rising and falling a few more long and deep thrusts made you release all over him, coating him with a sticky clear liquid, his hands went from your hips to your waist, wrapping his arms around you as he brought you down to his chest, hearing his heart beat was calming and sad. knowing that hes doing this to you, oh how you wanted to tear his skin apart and rip his heart out of his body, but you couldn’t do anything, why would you anyway? after a few strokes you flet a warm liquid being pumped inside you, his hand petting your head, stroking your hair as he kissed your hair line, “let’s stay like this forever, y/n, just you and me and your child, i’ll protect you, sweetheart,” you sobbed at his words, how could he say that? how could he be in your and your sons life? “i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.” you yelled clawing at his chest as he kissed your head more making a few shh noises. you closed your eyes for a second and opened them again when you heard a loud cry, “let me go. my son needs me.”

ja: the first time he saw you was in the lab, opening his eyes to someone like you was a heavenly thing, he loved the way your hair would fall down on your face, the way your skillful hands touched his body, it was amazing, it was as if he was being electric shocked. oh how happy he was when you told him he’s doing a good job when he first opened his eyes, touching finger, feeling the rough skin of his fingertips, wriggling his toes, he wanted you to praise him more, it was not enough.

on one rainy night, you were protected in the warmth of your blankets, eyes closed, you groaned when you heard a knock on your door followed by ja’s voice, you hurridly got up and looked for your sweatpants, pulling them up to legs before slightly opening the door, “alexander. what brings you here?” you peeked out the door asking with a hint of annoyance in your tone, ja swallowed a bit already nervous, his hands sweating as he spoke “i, uh, i was out with the others, and we got attacked by nasty wolves, and they kind of, hurt my back and i can’t really reach the area, i was thinking maybe you could land me a hand?” you looked at him and opened the door for him, he towered and walked through the door and sat on your bed, “i’m sorry i didn’t have enough time to throw a shirt on, i’ll put one on right now if it’s bothering you,” “no no it’s okay i don’t - i don’t mind,” it was true. he didn’t mind, it was lovely to watch your chest, your toned abs, your tight chest, pink nipples, it was a heavenly sight, just like you.

“so you got attacked by a nantang?” you hummed and walked to your closet opening it and reaching for the first aid kit and walked back to him “imma gonna need you to take your shirt off,” he nodded his head and took off his shirt, you walked closer and sat behind him on the bed, your hands went to his back your fingers caressing the the wound on his back, “doesn’t look that bad, i’ll just disinfect it, it’s a tiny scratch,” you chuckled and dipped into the tiny bag and reached for a tiny neatly packaged stach of disinfectant wipes, tearing the paper and running the tiny cloth on the wound.

ja let out a hiss, “it hurts?”

“no. it does not,” you hummed and put the tiny cloth on the bed next to you, “all finished looks as good as a new,” you chuckeled and kissed the wound, how could a very innocent act turn him on? pathetic, he turned around and looked at you, “y/n, i,” his hand went to yours and putting it on his chest, “here - can you feel that? feel how my heart is beating, it is beating for you, y/n i want to kiss you, want to hold you, want you all for myself, please y/n, please, say yes, be with me, we can have a really nice live together. i’ll love you forever,” he smiled a little but his smile quickly dropped when you shook your head, “i’m sorry i can’t - i’m not a - i’m not into guys. i do appreciate your feelings though, and i won’t look at you in a different way, i’m your friend, ja,” you said and placed your hand on his shoulder giving a few gentle squeezes.

his heart was shattered, and all he was seeings was red maybe if he showed you a good time you’d give in and be with him, maybe you’re not sure of your sexuality! yes! that must be it, that was only alexanders mind playing jokes on him, cause everytime you touched him, smiled his way, or even laughed at his cheesy jokes it was friendly. all of it. he mistook the signs, he was uncapable of withdrawing his hand as it went to your throat, squeezing, making the air run out of your lungs, his lips crashed to yours, your eyes wide with tears, your face red, you couldn’t breath, you clawed at arms, slapped him on his head to no avail, his free hand was fondling with his belts, undoing his buttons and unzipping them and pulling his dick out, the way you were helpessly and patheticly squirming turned him even more.

his lips left your after what felt like forever for you and his hand went to your hair now, pulling you up to your as you let out a pained whimper, his hand stroking his hard member, with your mouth open letting out pained moans, with his left hand cupping you chin je maneuvered the head of my cock between his lips and you closed around it, unsure abd surprised of what he had put inside your mouth, immediately he pushed forward and sank a good seven inches into your mouth and down your throat, you gagged briefly, then settled, and didn’t pull away.

curiousity took over you and the tip of your tongue danced on his slit and he let our a groan.

“good boy, my good boy,” ja said and started rougly thrusting his cock in and out.

a lot of saliva was running down his shaft and his balls, he kept thrusting in and out, his big balls slapping on your chin as he towered over you, biting his lips, “that’s it, take it all - fuck yes - don-don’t stop, you like that, princess, don’t you?” it was humiliating and embarrassing how a few words made your face burn up, one: due to the lack of oxygen, two: due to the way he was spitting words at you.

with both of his hands on your head he pushed you all the way down, your nose burried in black wirey pubes, your hands went to his abs scratching and throwing punches, it started really strong and then it became weak punches, tears were filling your eyes, making your vision blurry and foggy, his cock pulsed a few times inside your throat before your eyes closed, your feet gave up and you sank to your knees, your hands went to your sides, unable to move anymore you were in a black like void.

he didn’t stop tho, still thrusting into you before pulling out and cumming on your face, his seed landing on your eyes, forehead, cheeks, and nose, even your hair didn’t survive the semen rain.

“you’re comin’ back with me.” ja said as he succuried you in his arms.

@tieflingteeth

[whxre-bxby]

“This Is What You Came For”

Based on the scene where Tuk, Lo’ak and Tsireya are being held at gunpoint by Quaritch and his squad. Miles tells Jake to hand himself in otherwise he’ll shoot Lo’ak. Imagine you are Jake. 

Recom soldiers (Quaritch/Lyle/Mansk/Prager/Ja/Lopez/Brown/Fike) x recom-Y/N

WARNINGS: SMUT, Angst, Hurt/comfort, non-con (sorry i love it), gangbang, voyeurism

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I have a big story to tell. My past is long and changed significantly once I arrived on Pandora as a marine soldier. 

I was originally meant to work under the command of Colonel Quaritch but when Jake Sully arrived, I was given the task to help him get used to Pandora. I had my own Avatar already. Before Jake came, I would provide protection for Grace and her team every time we went into the forest to get samples of new botanical species. Lyle would often join us, but he didn’t have an Avatar. 

The day Jake got lost was the same day I left at night to go find him. He was my assignment and I would be screwed if I didn’t find him alive. So while wandering the forest alone, obviously fully armed with guns and knives, I encountered real Na’vi. They were on horseback and brought me to Hometree, to decide whether to execute me. It surprised me because I expected to be dead on the spot but then luckily Jake said he knew me and persuaded Neytiri to persuade her parents not to have me executed. 

I was young at that point in life. But time went by quickly. 

Once problems started to rise I had to make a decision and I chose to turn on my own kind and help Jake save Pandora. 

I fought by his side and we won the battle. But at the time, we didn’t know it would only be the first of many. 

Just like Jake, the clan and Eywa transferred my consciousness from my human body to my Na’vi Avatar.

Now, Jake and I were close friends. I was the aunt to his and Neytiri’s kids and we recently left the forest because the Sky People were back. We travelled to the coastlines and were accepted into a new clan. 

Now, the fight had been going on for a while and Jake was badly injured. Neytiri had retrieved him on her Ikran and flown him to safety because she knew that Quaritch was going after him. Quaritch was hunting Jake Sully, and me, Y/N L/N. 

I rode next to Ronal and Tonowari on my ilu to free Lo’ak, Tuk, and Tsireya. We stopped and I raised my sniper gun, checking to see whether it was safe to shoot one of the other recom’s from here. Suddenly, I heard Quaritch. 

“Y/N, tell your friends to stand down.” he says with a pause. I gasp and I feel my heart sink. He has the kids cuffed and at gunpoint. Half of me wants to go there with the warriors behind me and kill every single soldier, but I know better than to act on emotions. I’m afraid of what will happen if I don’t listen…

“You want your kids back?” he asks, knowing the damn answer. “Come out alone.” Quaritch orders. I tense, my ears tipped back. Of course, just like I remembered him. Nothing seemed to change about the Colonel other than his body. I noticed Z-Dog and Lyle on either side of him. I knew they all despised me. But I used to have quite a close relationship with Zdinarsk and Lyle and I were friendly. I guess that gave them more of a reason to hate me. That I chose this planet over everything I had with them. 

“You know better than to test my result.” the Colonel warns, pointing his gun at the back of Lo’ak’s head. My heart is racing. 

I snarl, cursing myself and putting my sniper gun down, knowing it won’t help me now. He kept on talking. 

“I took you under my wing, Y/N. You betrayed me. You killed your own good men, good women. I will not hesitate to execute your kid.” the Colonel snarls. 

I lean my hand in front of me, taking deep breaths to think about my next move. I know I need to listen to him. 

I glanced at Ronal and Tonorwari who were both furious about the recoms taking Tsireya. Then I looked behind me and scanned all the warriors who had joined us. We were enough people to take down the ship, but we couldn’t endanger the kids’ lives. 

My ears droop to the sides and I let my head hang before telling Ronal and Tonowari to stay here and keep the clan away. 

Tonwori warns me that they are killers of Tulkun and that they need to die here and today. I nod, agreeing with him. 

“They came here for me… for me and Jake. That’s what this whole thing is about…” I tell them and Ronal snarls in general anger and frustration. 

“You brought this upon us! You!” she says in a harsh tone and I flinch a little, but I completely understand her anger. 

“Then it’s me who has to do this…” I say and Tonowari gives me a firm nod before signalling to his warriors to stand down. I take a deep breath, looking back at the ship. 

“Offer’s fixin’ to expire…” Quaritch warns me. “What’s it gonna be?” 

My worried gaze turns into a glare. “Check your fire. I’m coming out.” I say, moving my gun back around my shoulder and moving forwards on my ilu.

Neytiri is circling the sky on her Ikran, watching the scene play out. She presses her neck and asks me what’s happening. 

I sigh, feeling my gut wrench and stomach drop. Honestly, I feel a little sick. But I can’t tell her what I’m doing. I don’t have the heart to tell Neytiri. She helped me so much in the past years, I owed it to her to give my life for her children. 

My ilu and I leave the warriors behind us and we dive under the water's surface. 

I see one of the Tulkun nearby and it seems to acknowledge me. It was the outsider. The one that Lo’ak had befriended. I believed his story and he showed me the bond they had. I disconnected my queue from my beloved ilu, patting its neck as a goodbye before swimming towards the Tulkun. 

If they want me to come to them I might as well make my entrance impressive. 

The Tulkun lets me close to it and I hold on to its fin as he pulls me through the water. I look behind me to see the bottom of the clan’s animals and my loyal ilu waiting for me to return. It breaks my heart, leaving it behind, but it was the right thing to do. 

We neared the ship and I moved on to the Tulkun’s back, and hold on to one of the horn-like shapes it has on its head. It swims up to the water's surface and soon, we slowly glide out of the water and in front of the ship. 

Immediately everyone onboard shuffles around and all weapons are pointed at me. I stay, kneeling on its back as it brings me to the side so I can comfortably step on board. I glide my hand over its skin and thank the Tulkun before standing upright and for the first time, I set foot onto the ship. 

I locked eyes with the Colonel, examining him and his team. Their guns remained pointed at me and followed my steps. I stopped, standing in front of them with nothing in my hands. The water was dripping from my body and hair, creating small puddles beneath my feet. 

I shifted my gaze to the kids. They all looked worried but Tsireya and Tuk seemed a little relieved that an adult on their side was with them. On the other hand, Lo’ak looked upset. I saw him shaking his head at me before, he must not want me to give up my life. But I owe it to all of them. I owe it to Jake for helping me escape, I owe it to Neytiri for taking care of me, to the kids who have always been so lovely over the years and to Eywa. I saved Ewya once, but I also brought this upon her. I needed to make it right. 

Quaritch firmly nodded, pressing his lips into a straight line and turning to face me while still pointing his gun at Lo’ak. That angered me. 

“Slowly remove your weapon.” he ordered me and my ears tipped back, showing him clear signs of discomfort. I was about to rid my protection. 

I listened, slowly pulling the strap over my head and arm, holding my gun in my hand before gently throwing it to the side. 

A recom soldier kicked it out of my reach and I glared at him before looking back at Miles. 

“Let them go.” I snarled and he glared back. With some hesitation, he lowered his weapon and signalled something to his soldiers. To my relief, they started opening the handcuffs of the children but still held them by the arms. 

I stood firmly on the ground, my tail flicking around in irritation. I felt protective over them. They needed to return to Neytiri safe and unharmed. 

“Let ‘em go.” The Colonel ordered, harshly pushing Lo’ak away from himself and towards me. Lo’ak glanced around and grabbed Tsireya’s hand before warily walking to me. Tuk couldn’t wait anymore. She was terrified of the soldiers so she sprinted to me and hugged my lower waist, hiding her face in my hip. I leaned down, cradling her body and holding her close to me. My hand stroked her head to try and comfort her in any way possible. 

“Shh Tuk. It’s all okay now. You can go home.” I say in a soft voice, forgetting about all the danger around us for a second. Lo’ak comes around my other side and hugs me too. I hold them all for a few seconds as if we were one family and when Tuk lifts her head, I wipe her tears. 

“Don’t cry Tuk. You are safe now.” I force a smile and press her forehead to mine. That was something that always helped calm her down when she was a baby. It seemed to still work. 

In the next few seconds, I heard the cry of an Ikran and the flap of its wings behind me. I looked up and all soldiers had changed their aim from me to something behind me. 

I just smiled in relief, knowing who it was. 

I turned around and Neytiri had gotten off her Ikran and stood behind me, but luckily she wasn’t pointing weapons at the enemy. 

“Don’t shoot.” I shout, wanting them to know she was here for her children. 

Tuk gasped and ran to her mother and Lo’ak quickly joined her. Tsireya followed Lo’ak. 

I want to walk to Neytiri too but I hear a shout behind me. 

“You take one more step Y/L/N and I open fire.” The Colonel warns. “You’re stayin’ here.” 

I freeze in my step and look over my shoulder to let him know I heard him before turning back to Neytiri. She had put Tuk on her Ikran already and Lo’ak and Tsireya got onto the Tulkun that brought me here. 

Neytiri and I exchanged eye contact and as much as she hated that I was part of the reason this was happening, her gaze softened. She knew what I was doing and it saddened her. She also took to heart that I put her children's lives over my own and gave me a sad smile. 

“I thank you Y/N…” she said in Na’vi. 

I nod, smiling and bowing my head a little. 

“You proved yourself to the Great Mother. It will not be forgotten.”

Her words make me feel proud and I thank her. She walks over to me, in slow strides, her eyes not leaving mine. Now I could see how saddened she was.

Her eyes are just as teared up as mine are.

She pressed her own forehead against mine and thanked me again, for helping her children. Then, she returned to her Ikran, looking at me one last time before taking off. Lo’ak and Tsierya were ordered by her to go, and I waved at Lo’ak slowly. He returned the gesture, also visibly sad and they dived under the water. 

I stared at the open ocean for a few moments before taking a deep breath and turning back to face the Colonel. 

I couldn’t read his expression but it had changed. Maybe seeing me with children had some kind of impact on him. After all, I knew he more or less thought of himself as Spider’s dad. 

Then he signalled something and most weapons were put down. I heard a few chuckles from the soldiers around me who had now encircled me and blocked my exit. They were recoms. The humans didn’t dare get so close. I hiss at one that’s too close for my liking but he just smirks, not moving back. 

“This is going to be fun.” the Colonel says, evilly smirking at me before turning around and leading the way. Almost instantly, a gun is pointed at my head and I am pushed forward, being told to follow him. 

I let out a shaky breath but oblige. At least I wasn’t being held down. 

We entered a large hall which looked like an empty car storage area inside the ship. There was a light in the middle of the ceiling that didn’t reach the dark corners. I sigh. This was probably the last room I was going to see in my life. 

I knew whatever they had planned wasn’t going to go well for me. Then again, I was surprised I was still alive now. Maybe they wanted me for questioning first. 

I heard a few footsteps behind me stop walking and then I heard a voice sternly say, “No humans allowed.”.

There was complaining coming from the humans on board and then the large doors started automatically closing. 

All daylight was now gone and everything seemed dimmer. I was urged to walk to the centre of the room so that I more or less stood beneath the light. 

The soldiers stopped around me, creating a type of wide circle to make sure I couldn’t escape. I assumed the doors were all locked anyway, so I wouldn’t test my luck. 

“Zdinarsk, Warren, go to the deck and help Walker and Zhang.” the Colonel said and they nodded before walking off. I watched Zdinarsk and our eyes met but she left anyway without saying a word. I wasn’t surprised. 

I slowly turn around, scanning everyone. Just to see what I was dealing with. Most of them looked the same, everyone wearing similar attire but something small would always differentiate them. 

Surrounding Y/N stood Prager, Mansk, Fike, Ja(Alexander), Brown, Lopez, Wainfleet, and the Colonel. Their weapons were no longer pointed at her but they still held them firmly, in case she were to try something.

“I’m going to ask you a few questions and you will answer them.” the Colonel says, stepping forward a little and resting his hands on his vest. I turn to face him and glare again. 

What makes him think I’m going to willingly snitch on my family?

“If you refuse, then you won’t look as pretty by the time we’re done.” Quaritch adds, and a bald soldier and a soldier wearing his cap backwards flash metal rods and another soldier cracks his knuckles behind me. I’ve seen them use those on other clans. They shock and electrocute them. 

I recognize Lyle and Brown. 

I frown at his words. He would always somehow manage to catch me off guard. 

When I look back at him, he takes it as an answer to my understanding of the terms and conditions. 

“How does it feel to betray your own kind, Y/N? Your own people.” he snarls and I scoff. As long as I answer I should be fine. What I say is up to me.

“Great.” I reply, staring him dead in the eye. He raises an eyebrow before nodding at Lyle. He steps forward and I feel a cold metal come in contact with my thigh before my whole body is tensed and I flinch at the shock waves running through me. 

I yelp and quickly step away from him, my hand covering where he electrocuted me. I stared at him in shock. He didn’t even hesitate. After years of us knowing each other and that man mindlessly hurt me. 

“Ah! Fuck- ‘in hell…You idiot- I answered the question!” I swear, not understanding why he did that. 

My reaction amused the soldiers. 

“Doesn’t seem to be going that well for you.” Quaritch teases and I look back at him, my eyes furious. God, I hated him. A few men chuckle and I twirl my tail around my leg. Being in the spotlight like this made me uncomfortable. 

“Who’s here with you that we know?” the Colonel asks and my ears flick away a drop of water that fell from my hair. 

I hesitate, not wanting to expose them. But then again, it wasn’t such a secret since they were watching the others leave Pandora after we had won. I hear the shock rod go off close to me as a warning and I jumped before opening my mouth to say something. 

“Most of the science team…” I say, a bit quieter now. He doesn’t say anything and just keeps looking at me. I take it as a hint to elaborate. 

“Dr. Norm Spellman, Max Patel, John, Lily, …” 

“What about Augustine?” Quaritch asks and my frown turns into a blank expression. I stare at him in slight disbelief, trying to find out whether he was serious or not. 

My silence seems to make him uncomfortable. So he signals his soldier to shock me but I answer before he can. 

“You killed Grace…” I snarl at him, the memory paining me. He doesn’t seem upset but he definitely wasn’t expecting to hear that. 

“You shot her… in her stomach.” 

He looked away, not saying anything. 

“But the Great Mother accepted her. Her soul is with Eywa now.” I softly say. He looks back. I can tell not a single person in this room still fully understood the power of Eywa. 

“Grace helped Pandora, unlike you. Eywa will have no mercy on you.”

After what was probably a minute of silence, he continued questioning me. 

“Where’s Sully?” he asks. I decide to irritate him just a little more. 

“Which one?” I reply, smirking. I knew I wouldn’t get shocked because I answered and played it off as an innocent question. 

His ears tipped back and he caught on to my attitude. 

“Answer.” Quaritch demanded. 

“I don’t know.” I say and suddenly I feel the same pain and shock shoot through my body. But this time, it comes from my hip. 

I whine, bending forward and resting one arm on my knee while I regain my breath. I throw Brown a dirty look before returning my gaze to Quaritch. 

“He’s injured. I don’t know where they took him. He could be anywhere.” 

“I feel like you would know where.” the Colonel replies, taking an intimidating step forward. I stand my ground. 

“No.” I simply say and suddenly I feel both rods on my ribs and shock waves hit me again. My knees give out and I’m kneeling on the floor, one arm hugging my waist while the other holds me up.

Quaritch stares me down before sighing and shaking his head. 

“You know Y/N, I used to think of you as my best soldier.” he says and my ears perk up. 

“You were everything you needed to be. I was hoping you’d become Colonel one day too.”  

He was playing mind games with me. I wasn’t going to fall for it. I got off my knees and stood in front of him again. 

“I don’t know why you decided to run off with Sully. But I can see it changed you.” he locks eyes with me again and he looks angry. 

“I didn’t think it would be possible, but turns out you really did become Na’vi, huh?” he continues, almost mocking me. 

“You live with them, talk like them…Hell, look at you. Ya even dress like ‘em.” he growls and I look down at my body. I wore typical female Na’vi clothing. A top which I used to think barely covered my chest and a loincloth. 

I heard some shuffling around me and then Quaritch smirked. 

“Definitely not complainin’.”

The soldiers around me chuckle darkly. I used to be one of them and now they think they can treat me like a minority.

That’s it. He crossed the line. I know exactly what that meant and it was completely unnecessary. 

“Asshole.” I snarl and his eyes widen at my comment. 

“I see you kept your spirit at least.” he grins. “Guess it won’t be as easy to break ya.” 

I huff and he watches me for a while before asking away again. 

“Who do you have the kids with? Sully?” he asks and I look at him confused. Did he not know they were Jake’s and Neytiri’s?

“What kids?” I ask and Lyle takes a step forward but I move out of his way when he tries to touch me with the metal stick again. 

“They aren’t mine.” 

“I’m meant to believe that?” he asks me and scoffs. I’m getting really frustrated here. 

“They’re Neytiri’s… and Jake’s.” I say, knowing they are safe so it won’t matter if I tell them. 

“You don’t have kids? Ya didn’t settle down like Sully?” he asks and I glare at him again. But I know I have to answer so I shake my head ‘no’. 

“Why’d ya give yourself up for them then?” he asks, genuinely. 

“Because they don’t deserve to die. They saw me as one of them.” I coldly replied, still angry about how they were treated. “I on the other hand came here with the intention to kill for our kind. People like that don’t deserve a good life.” 

A few moments of silence.

Quaritch claps his hands together and smirks. “Well then, that’ll just make this even better.” 

I stare at him trying to figure out what he means but I snap out of it when I see Lyle move out of the corner of my eye and I move away again. He huffs out in annoyance. 

“Cut it out, I swear to god.” I say, having enough of this bullshit. But Lyle and Brown both attempt to shock me again this time. I turn around, facing them now and hiss. It just seems to annoy Lyle even more and the next time he tries to hit me with the rod I lose it. 

“That’s it, you fuckin-” I start swearing, grabbing the rod where he��s holding it and kneeing him in the stomach. He lets go, groaning and bending forwards. I immediately upper-punch him in the face and he stumbles back. Behind me, Brown attempts to restrain my arms but I elbow him in the chest, knocking the air out of him and he lets go, taking a few steps back. 

I want to turn around to face Quaritch but now Prager and Ja have dropped their weapons and run forward to try to contain me. 

They seemed to forget that I used to be a marine too. 

Prager wraps his arms around my waist, holding my arms down. I kick myself off the ground in a launch-mode position and then kick Ja in the face, sending him to the ground. When I land on my feet, I lean down, keeping the motion and Prager is more or less thrown over me. 

He lets go and then I see Lyle standing and coming for me again. I just throw myself on him and tackle him to the ground. Lyle manages to hit me in the face but it doesn’t phase me. He rolls us over and tries pinning my arms down but I knee him between the legs and he gives out much easier than expected. 

I roll him around and am now straddling his waist, delivering punch after punch to his face. 

Before I know it, someone grabs both my arms and my braid, pulling me off of Lyle and hurling me to my feet. I struggle and try to set myself free from their grip but I can’t. I’m held tightly in place and pulled against this soldier's body, with my back pressing against his chest. The tight grip on my braid pains me. 

I look up and notice it's Mansk. He removed his glasses and looked pissed off. That was unlike him. Rarely things got to him, he would usually have a neutral stern face with occasional smiles. 

This was new. But maybe, I was the problem. Not like I cared if I annoyed him. Nothing could compare to the hell these meathead idiots put me through. 

Lyle and Brown are helped up and all eyes are back on me. My chest is heaving slightly more than before and I feel the blood running down from my nose. 

Quaritch doesn’t even seem angry. He actually looks impressed. The soldiers that didn’t join like Fike and Lopez are waiting for orders and seem to be expecting a horrible reaction from the Colonel. The soldiers that I did hit on the other hand… those fuckers are out for blood. I mean every single one of them looks at me like they want to kill me. Lyle included. The once goofy dumbass I would work with has his eyes filled with fury. 

I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if this is how I go down. This could very well be how I die. 

“What? Did you forget I used to be like you?” I snicker, not being able to hold back a small grin. I took down most of them. I was impressed with myself. Damn. Jake would be impressed too. 

Quaritch smirked. I amused him. “Don’t think you’re gettin’ the princess treatment now.” he said. I wasn’t expecting it. Usually, fighting others in combat would earn someone more respect. That didn’t work in this case. 

“Anyway…” Quaritch started again, starting to slowly walk around Mansk and me while the other soldiers watched him. As if they were waiting for permission to kill me and finish me off. “Since you’re ours now and we can do with you as we please…”

My eyes shoot to him and my ears perk up. His words confuse me but they have caught my attention. 

“And you’re Na’vi now so you understand your body… you can help us out.” Quaritch states, stopping and facing me again. His hands are still holding onto the top of his vest. 

My ears tip back when I hear him ask for my help. The last thing I would do is willingly help them. He scoffs at my reaction and Mansk rearranges his grip on my body, making sure to keep it tight. 

“We noticed we get, frustrated, more easily…” Quaritch spoke, pretending as if it were nothing. “And you just happened to trigger that reaction again.” 

I huff, glaring at him again. My body tenses and I try to push myself away from Mansk who just tugs me back into him. 

“How do we contain or… solve that problem, Y/N?” Quaritch asks, taking a step towards me. His tall and built form is almost towering over my slightly smaller frame. I was never small but I never reached their height either. 

My eyes widen and I gulp. Surely he doesn’t mean what I think he does. If they are going through their heat, or rut actually, then only finding a mate and forming tsaheylu can solve that as far as I know. And if that is the case here, I need to leave right now. The last thing I need is to be spiritually connected to these monsters through Eywa. She would probably banish me along with them.

He takes note of my reaction. “I can tell that you know the answer. Why don’t you open your pretty lil’ mouth and share it with us?” Quaritch mocks me and I notice how it spikes everyone's interest. It makes me feel more nervous than angry, to be honest. Nervous and even a little frightened because I don’t know what is to come. 

I myself was nearing my heat cycle, so my pheromones could be stronger but I shouldn’t be due for the next week or two at least. I wasn’t feeling the symptoms either so I should be fine. 

“No? You want to keep it to yourself? Alright then. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, sweetheart.” He says, turning away and walking to a chair. He picks it up, bringing it to the circle and sitting on it the wrong way. 

“There’s one rule, squad. You listen to everything I say. If you don’t, you’re out and I’ll deal with you personally.” Quaritch threatened, scanning over his unit. A few soldiers nod while others just look between him and me. 

I notice Mansk has tightened his grip on me and is almost hugging me from behind. If you could call his tight, bruising grip a hug. 

“Understood?” Quaritch asks, wanting to make himself clear. Everyone responds with ‘yes sir.’ and the Colonel nods. 

“Alright then. Deal with her.” he snarls and I hear a few dark chuckles and growls around the room. They seemed to know what to do while I was confused.

Mansk grins behind me and harshly pushes me forwards, almost making me stumble. I yelp and stop before I can get closer to the other soldiers but some of them are already making their way to me, their grins and smirks making me feel small. Almost instantly, multiple hands are on me and suddenly, my knee is kicked in. I whine as my legs give out and I fall to my knees while being pushed down. I feel two hands wrap around my queue and some push down my back, so I’m struggling to keep myself up on all fours. My hands are pulled from beneath me and arranged in front of me and I feel someone lift my waist. 

I protest, curses and swear words spilling from my lips but they don’t faze anyone. I also continue to fight against their grip, hoping to make this as difficult for them as possible. 

Quickly looking around me I notice some soldiers stood standing and watching. Around me, I recognize Mansk, Lyle, Lopez, and Fike.

“Come back here, hot stuff.”  Mansk was behind me, pulling me back by my waist and hips when I tried to crawl away. Lyle was on my side and I assumed his hands were around my queue. Lopez and Fike were holding me down by pushing my back and grabbing my arms. Mansk had wrapped his arm around my tail, holding me in place. 

“Stop fuckin’ movin’.” I heard Mansk growl and my eyes widened in shock when I felt my stomach erupt in excitement and realised my body was positively reacting to their handling. 

Within the next few seconds, someone delivered a harsh slap to my ass and I cried out, arching my back in pain before dropping my head and trying to hide my embarrassed face. 

Lyle chuckled at my reaction, moving to sit in front of me now. He picked up my face into his hand, forcing me to look up at him. I closed my eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. 

“Look at you turning all red, buttercup.” he cooed, and it felt like he was making fun of me. “This ain’t how I remember you.” 

I open my eyes and glare up at him while he just grins. 

Fike’s hands are on the waistband of my loincloth and he looks back to the Colonel for permission. 

“Take it off.” Quaritch orders and the soldier's snicker in response. My eyes shoot wide open when I hear the words and I struggle again. 

“Don’t you fucking dare, I will-” I start threatening but within seconds I feel someone quite literally rip the cloth from my waist. I scream in shock and in pain because the fingers that removed it scratched my skin. I pull my head away from Lyle’s grip. 

His focus seems to have been distracted from my face and shifted to my bare waist. He could only watch his colleague's reactions to imagine what you looked like. Based on their groans and curses, he couldn’t wait to have his turn. 

“Fuckin’ hell.” Mansk groaned, resting his hand on my bare hip and Lopez laughed. 

“Christmas came early.” Fike jokes and I hide my face in my arm again. 

Some soldiers standing around came behind Mansk to see and I tried blocking their laughs and jokes out. 

“Show me.” Lyle ordered, becoming visibly impatient. His hand still held my braid while the other pulled me around by my waist. He leaned over to see what I looked like and when he cursed too I wanted to cry. The embarrassment was overwhelming. I’d never had this much unwanted attention and I didn’t know how to deal with it. 

“You better hurry the fuck up. I’m next.” Lyle grinned, looking at Mansk who pulled my hips back to him. I closed my legs and managed to cover myself with my now free tail but it earned me another harsh slap to my other ass cheek. 

“Don’t hide baby. It won’t help you.” I heard Quaritch say and my cheeks heated up even more. I forgot he was still there and he was probably watching the whole thing. The superior I used to look up to was watching and commanding his men to use me. 

My tail was snatched away by Mansk again and Lopez untied the knot I made on my back, holding my chest piece in place. It fell open and I clenched my jaw together, tensing all my muscles. It was pulled over my head and I watched as someone threw it to the side. I was completely naked now. In front of 8 men. 

Hands were feeling up and down my body, squeezing and caressing my bare, burning skin. 

Lyle was back in front of me now, hand holding my face. I didn’t even fight his grip anymore, I just let him hold my head up. 

My teary eyes and flushed face seemed to turn him on even more. 

“You look so pretty, baby. Don’t worry, you’re gonna get what you want.” He cooed and I managed to gather the strength and snarl at him. He knew damn well this is not what I asked for. 

I heard someone unbuckle their belt and shuffle behind me. Before long, my hips were pulled flush against someone else’s bare abdomen. I gasped, looking behind me and whining. I hated how the excitement in my stomach turned into the wetness that was gathering by my core. It wasn’t fair. I needed to stay strong. I wanted to prove to them that I was still strong and could resist as long as I wanted to. But the truth was, my opposing and rebellious thoughts were fading and being replaced with feelings I was denying for way too long. 

Mansk grinded himself against me, feeling my slick on himself. 

“Shit- looks like you’re enjoying this.” he snarled and I shook my head no, my ears strained back. But I was lying to myself at this point.

“Not yet.” Quaritch said and Mansk stopped. “Prep her first.” 

Mansk pulled away and suddenly, someone pushed two fingers into me and I bit down on my lip. 

Lyle was watching my reactions, falling silent and looking almost mesmerised. His ears were pointed forwards, trying to pick up all and any noises I made. Even just your heavy breathing had him feeling fired up.

The fingers inside me started moving and I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip, fighting the urge to just submit and let them use me. I whine again through clenched teeth and hear how Lyle sighs. 

Luckily it stops before I can fall apart and the fingers which belong to Lopez are removed. 

“Fuck, look at how wet she is.” he says, spreading the slick over my hot skin. 

That’s when I know that I can’t hide it anymore. Hot tears start spilling down my face in embarrassment and I become aware of the fact that I am screwed. My pride is gone. 

“Aw, don’t cry, buttercup. We’ll make you feel good.” Lyle teases me, running a thumb over my cheek and wiping away a few tears. 

“No.” I whimper, trying in one last attempt to keep up my rebellious act but then I feel Mansk line himself up with me and then it’s all over. 

One of his hands is on my tail while the other then tightly grips my waist and with one strong thrust, he’s inside me. I gasp at the stretch and the foreign feeling of intrusion. He mutters a curse under his breath, stilling for a moment. 

“Shit- so tight. I’m only half in.” he says, his tone a little quieter now and a few soldiers laugh. My wide eyes meet Lyle’s when he says only half and Lyle laughs too. 

“Don’t worry, baby. You can take it.” he says, and surprisingly his now softer voice comforts me. He rubs his thumb over my cheek again while Mansk pulls out and with his next thrusts, he pushes even deeper into me. A whimper and a sob leave my lips, but the noises seem to spur him on. He’s getting a reaction from me and that’s what he needs. 

Soon, he’s thrusting in and out of me and it starts feeling good. His heavy breathing and grunting have my stomach erupting in sick butterflies and then he hits a spot inside me that shoots pleasure through me. My tensed figure suddenly relaxes and I involuntarily arch my back and moan. 

The soldier’s heads shoot to me and Lyle looks surprised but the filthy noise makes his grin return. 

“Look at you, taking it like a good slut.” he says and lightly slaps my cheek. It doesn’t even hurt, it just stings a little and manages to keep my head in reality. 

Mansk speeds up his pace, pulling me back against him every time he thrusts forward. I feel another pair of hands move up and down my arched back while the others grope my breasts and play with my nipples. 

Lyle grips my jaw again and takes advantage of my parted lips. He pushes his thumb past them and into my hot mouth. My jaw drops open a bit more and our eyes meet. My half-lidded eyes find his intrigued gaze and I watch his eyes widen as I swirl my tongue around his finger. 

“Shit.” he whispers, unable to stop watching me suck his thumb. Mansk speeds up even more and I moan around Lyle’s finger. 

Hastily, he removes it from my mouth and his hands fly to his belt. I watch as he opens everything, pulling his cammies down his waist swiftly. His toned abdomen, his v-line, toned thighs and huge dick make me moan again. 

Lyle can’t wait any longer and pulls my head to his length, wrapping his fingers around my braid again. 

Without any fucking hesitation, I stick my tongue out and sloppily lick a long stripe from his base to his tip. I keep my eyes trained on his face and watch how his lips are white from how hard he’s biting down on them. 

Next, I open my mouth and wrap my lips around his head. He moans and I notice his body shudder. 

Mansk is relentlessly fucking into me and I feel myself get close too. He keeps hitting the same spot inside me and I moan around Lyle. 

In the next few seconds, my legs shake and I clench around Mansk who curses again and rides out my orgasm. My eyes roll to the back of my head and then his hips still with his cock deep inside me. Mansk releases his load, leaning forward and hugging my waist to keep me close to him. My quivering legs slowly slide out from beneath me but Mansk gets up and pulls me back up by my waist. He pulls out with a sigh and Lyle removes himself from my lips. 

“My fucking turn.” Lyle announces, getting up and taking Mansk’s position. Mansk moves to the side, regaining his breath before getting dressed. 

Fike had been jerking off to my sounds and watched how I was being fucked. He finished just before I did and was now getting dressed with Mansk. They both got up, grinning at each other before taking their previous spots and holding their weapons. 

Lyle doesn’t need to wait, he just immediately pushes himself deep into me and starts to fuck me. I moan, trying to crawl away because I’m still so sensitive but he just tugs me back and tightens his grip. Lopez is now in front of me and his pants open too. My vision is a little blurry now, but maybe it’s just my clouded mind. I can’t properly comprehend what’s happening but I sure can’t fight it. I just let it happen now. 

Lyle grabs my thighs, spreading them further apart so that my legs are resting around his. One of his hands is wrapped around my tail while the other is groping my ass. 

I want to moan but then my mouth is filled with Lopez’s dick. I open my mouth as he makes me almost choke and let my tongue trace his veins. Lopez groans, his ears tipped back and fangs bared. Their primal side turns me on. 

"Watch it with those." Lopez growls out, his thumb tracing over my fangs. I don't even get the chance to nod before I'm urged to take more.

I wrap my lips around him, taking him as far into my mouth as possible before hollowing my cheeks. He snarls, responding to the pleasure and slowly moves in and out of me. 

Compared to him, Lyle is fucking the life out of me. The area where the skin of his thighs and abdomen slaps mine has turned red and no longer stings, it's becoming numb.

I moan around Lopez again and because I’m already so fucked out, time passes quicker. Lyle finishes by plunging himself as deep as Mansk into me and cumming. He makes me come a second time because he paid attention to how my body responded to him and applied pressure on my clit to get me over the edge. Seeing my eyes roll back again sent Lopez into euphoria and after they both pulled away and my quivering self was laying on the floor regaining my breath, their positions were taken. 

Strong hands pull me from the ground and back onto all fours. My knees and palms became red and sore. I open my eyes and see Prager, Ja, and Brown kneeling around me.

Brown lines himself up behind me while Ja cups my face, smiling. Prager is keeping me stable and holding me in place so I don’t fall over. 

“I can’t- anymore.” I sob, feeling like a mess. My skin has beads of sweat covering it, my face is flushed and my hips are bruised. The blood from my nose ran down my lips and I can taste the blood. 

Tears are wiped away by Ja and he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. Prager and Brown look over at Quaritch. 

“She can take it.” Quaritch assures. His voice reminds me of how angry I felt before. Like he would know whether I can or can’t. 

I feel Brown push into me and moan. My slick mixed with Lyle’s and Mansk’s cum is dripping down my legs now. I protest with a whimper, spreading my arms and legs so that I really don’t collapse. 

“Someone’s been fucked dumb.” Ja coo’s but it no longer makes me feel embarrassed. It makes me enjoy it that much more. 

Brown tugs my hips towards him, his tail caressing my thigh as he ruts into me with no mercy. Prager and Ja switch places and Prager is opening his belt in front of me again. I started feeling like I was about to lose consciousness from everything happening around me.

Once Prager rid himself of his pants, I instinctively opened my mouth and he chuckled. His former colleague who beat him in combat was now waiting for him to push his cock into her mouth. 

“Didn’t think I’d ever get to see you like this, Y/N.” he teases but his words just went in one ear and out the other. The other men laughed. 

“Hurry up before she passes out on you.” A voice from one of the soldiers standing called and more snickers followed. 

“Take it easy on her. I’m surprised she’s still standin’.” Quaritch says and I can tell by the way he says it that he’s grinning. 

Prager nods and Brown slows down a little. Then Prager places his tip on my lips, gripping the back of my head and pushing about halfway in. I’m more used to the intrusion so I can take more of him. He bites his lip, pulling out before back slowly advancing a little further in. He’s almost bottomed out and I choke a little, squeezing my eyes shut. Another tear runs down my cheek and Prager moans, his head falling back. 

I hear a few voices around me exchanging words and in synch with Brown’s thrusts, Prager pushes all the way down my throat so that my nose is pressed against his abdomen. My eyes are wide because I can’t believe I’m able to take him so far down my throat. Especially because he and all the other soldiers are so big. 

I hold back a choke and cough a little, swallowing around him which drives Prager feral. He and Brown both still their hips and the soldiers standing around cheer at him and whistle. 

“Shit, she can take it all. Makes me want to have another turn.” Someone says but I’m too distracted to figure out who it is. 

“Not today, otherwise, we’ll lose her.” Quaritch chuckles. 

Prager and Brown both pull out while Ja holds me up now. Brown finishes quickly and then Prager follows. I swallow Prager’s load out of reflex because he is so far down my throat. 

When Prager pulls out I gasp for air and cough, which has a few soldiers snickering darkly. He high-fives Brown as he gets up, but Prager stays kneeling by me to hold me up for Ja. 

“You okay, baby?” Ja asks but I can’t respond. I feel so weak and tired. He lets go of my waist and I slowly sink to the ground. My limbs are almost useless at this point. 

Prager is grinning while Ja takes a bit of pity on me. He carefully turns me around so that I’m laying on my back before climbing on top of me, his arms caging me in. I feel a little less exposed like this at least. He smirks when my eyes meet his. 

“I’ll try to be gentle.” he whispers, taking into consideration how sore I am and how watery my eyes are. 

“Oh god.” someone laughs. “Lover-boy’s fallin’ in love again.” 

Ja’s ears tip back and he glares at the soldier that commented that. 

“Hey. Cut it out and let the man handle things. Someone has to be last.” Lyle stepped in. 

My ears have drooped, and I just watch him. I’m too tired to even turn my head. 

Ja looks at me before undoing his pants. When he slips them down, he checks on me again to make sure I’m still awake. He seems very caring. Unlike the others. It makes me feel safer. It also makes me regret kicking him in the face before. 

Ja takes one of my legs, wrapping it around his waist and then he takes both my hands and pins them above my head with one of his. I don’t even lift a finger in protest. 

Then, he moves his hips forward and slowly enters me. He manages to push all the way in because I’m stretched out from all the others but it doesn’t feel any less good. 

They’ve all been deprived of sexual relief for a long time and now they could finally let it all out. 

He’s about to pull out again when someone comments on something. Ja was about to punch his colleague and take you away so he could have you to himself but the comment stopped his violent thoughts. 

“Damn, look.” Lopez nudges Brown and Mansk, but their eyes are already fixed on your abdomen. Lyle chuckles and even Quaritch now stands up to look. 

Ja is confused and looks down only to be met with one of the most beautiful sights he’s ever seen. He examines the belly bulge, letting go of your thigh and pressing down lightly on your abdomen. 

I whine, closing my eyes and it makes Ja want to claim me as his right then and there. 

“Fuck, you don’t know how good you look right now, babygirl.” Mansk says, feeling needy all over again. 

I whimper, letting my head fall to the side so that I’m not looking at them. 

“Poor girl’s embarrassed. Leave her alone.” Prager jokes and they chuckle knowing you’ve been embarrassed from the second your knees hit the ground. 

“You’re okay, baby. Let me take care of you.” Ja whispered, leaning down to my ear. I look up at him and nod a little in response which makes him smile. 

Slowly and steadily, he pulls out of me. Ja starts gently thrusting into me, his one hand returning to keep my thigh around his lower waist. He rubs his hand along the skin, keeping it in place while he makes sure I feel good too. Every reaction I give him he takes into account and once I arch my back off the ground and into him, he grins, seeing it as a positive response. He speeds up just a little, but not enough to have our skin slapping. 

I whimper and occasionally moan, my eyes fluttering closed. 

He drops his head and licks the skin around my nipples before biting and kissing my neck. 

The kisses surprise me but they piss Quaritch off. 

“Not her mouth. Don’t you dare.” Quaritch orders, sternly. Ja looks up, not seeming happy with the order but still listening. He doesn’t nod, he just returns to kissing my neck which makes the butterflies in my tummy come to life again. 

My mouth drops open as I feel another orgasm start to build up. 

Ja’s thrusts become a little sloppy and he grinds down against my clit every time he bottoms out. 

“You can let go, baby.” he whispers in my ear and I nod again. With the next few thrusts, I’m in heaven. My pussy clenches around him which pushes him over the edge but he rides out both our orgasms. 

His head is dropped in the crook of my neck while we both regain our breath. I can’t even open my eyes, I just go limp. Ja gives my cheek a small kiss before carefully letting go of me and pulling out. Quaritch glares at him before Ja starts getting dressed. 

I just lay on the floor, my legs resting on top of each other with one arm slightly covering my chest. 

Quaritch walks over to me and squats down. He turns my head to look up at him and I notice the shit-eating grin on his face. He watches how my ears tip back and my little rebellion against him amuses the Colonel. 

“You and I aren’t done yet.” he whispers before standing up. 

“Prager, get the towel. Lyle, help the poor lady up.” he orders and Lyle walks over to me, sinking to his knees and pulling me up into a sitting position. Prager comes over and wipes away the mixture of body fluids than ran down my inner thighs. I flinch when he touches my pussy but Lyle comforts me by holding my cheek and rubbing my belly. 

“You did well, buttercup.” he says and I would have scoffed at the pet name which I was now able to comprehend again, but I was mentally absent. 

The towel is wrapped around me and Lyle pulls me to my feet. He’s about to pick me up but to his surprise, I push him away. 

“I can fucking walk by myself, I don’t need your help.” I say. My previous attitude returning amuses the squad. 

Lyle grins. “Go ahead.”

He removes his arms from under my arms and I take a step forward. Almost immediately my quivering legs give out but before I can sink to the ground, Lyle catches me again. 

“Fuck.” I swear and he chuckles. 

“Pick her up.” Quaritch orders and Lyle scoops me into his arms. I cover my face with the towel and don’t protest. 

“What were you saying, baby?” Lyle teased and Mansk chuckled. 

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I mumble. Lyle grins and starts walking behind the Colonel. The squad pick up their things and make their way to the exit. 

“I want to go back.” I say, only loud enough for Lyle and Miles to hear.

I wanted to go back to my family, but I knew that there was no chance of that happening. 

Quaritch scoffed, stopping in front of the exit doors and tucking in my towel so that nothing was exposed. 

“Not happening. This is what you came for Y/N.” he teased, making sure I was covered before pressing the button and the large automatic doors opened. The daylight hit me and I shielded myself with the towel.

Mansk and Ja walked beside Lyle to keep the people and other soldiers who weren’t recoms away. They felt protective over you. You were their Y/N after all. 

No one needed to know about their business. All they saw was them carrying out a limp, not moving Na’vi. Whether she was dead or alive, they didn’t know.

What the recoms knew was that they were not finished with you and you knew Quaritch still had plans. 

The team knew you from before. They wouldn’t shoot you and dump your body in the water. You were being taken back to their base, where they would take care of you.

(probably won't be able to post for the next 2 weeks, so sorry. I'm learning for finals and have so many assignments due.)

Let me know how you liked it <3 i appreciate all feedback. This took me way too long💞💀

[timetravellingshinigami]

Lyle's growl here 🥵🥵

When you read Fanfics or romance and the male romantic interest *growls* yeah this is what they meant.

[sunandsstars]

Ok but how would the squad react if another human was putting the moves on their lil medic?

SCIENCE GUYS SUCK

Recombinants x Medic!Reader

Summary: A science guy was making a move on their girl, jealousy and insecurities ran through the squad like wildfire.

Warnings: Language

Word count: 1.3k A/N: I’m so sorry with not sending this off sooner, I have so many asks in my inbox to get through! 😩

Taglist: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @eywas-heir @reneehillary69 @cavvedinn @itsyoboysparkel @doggodorime @dumb-fawkin-bitch @pandoragalora @thecrazyswamp @the-black-pines @fanboyluvr @mooniequeen @berrybluez @netherklutz @luciddasher @avtprint @theesexystallion @annaleesworld

Soft laughter can be heard from the direction of ___’s office, catching the attention of Fike who wanted to deliver a fresh batch of cookies he baked. He crept towards the open door and stood behind the wall, blocking their view of him so he stayed hidden. Peering around the corner he saw his girlfriend with a…guy?

A human guy.

He was a scientist, judging by the lab coat over his body and Fike briefly remembered seeing him here and there around the medbay. He had very handsome features too, if the recom didn’t know any better he would’ve thought he was a model, staring on Vogue or whatever.

His ears pinned down when more soft giggling flowed out of ___’s mouth, what the guy was saying wasn’t even that funny. Or interesting. Just nerdy science stuff. What’s so funny about the composition of atoms?

Fike decided to interrupt whatever was going on and knocked on the door, walking to where they could see him. “Oh! Sean!” ___ stood from the chair she sat on and walked around her desk and towards the man “what are you doing here?” she looked up at him with pretty doe eyes and he couldn’t help but swoon.

“Just to give you these..” he held out the box of marbled sugar cookies, grinning when she squealed and took them. Opening the box and munching on one, giving her thanks.

“Oh, nice man!” the scientist walked behind his girl and took the cookie from her hand, biting into the spot she did just moments ago. “This is pretty good”

___ turned and smacked his arm, “Jason! You can’t just do that” she pouted, looking up at Fike “sorry honey, they were delicious though, where did you get the ingredients?”

“Um, just from the recent shipment” he stared at the man who stood too close to her, a look of bewilderment and confusion on his face. What was he trying to do? “Hey, I gotta go” the Na’vi man bent down and cupped her face, kissing her cheek and walking off towards the rest of the squad.

He’s gotta fill them in ASAP.

“No. Fucking. WAY!” Zdinarsk growled “a puny little science punk! Trying to steal our girl?!” she crossed her muscular arms over her chest with her ears pinned to her head. Glaring. “What did he look like Fike?”

“Brown hair, brown eyes, ___ said his name was Jason”

“Ah shit, I think I know him” all eyes turned to Zhang who stood against the wall of the gym with his arms crossed, muscles bulging out. “He’s got quite a reputation with the woman on base” he stood up straighter and walked towards the small group near the door who were gossiping “heard he was a real womaniser”

Fike rolled his eyes “yeah he did seem like a bit of a pretty boy, even got her giggling at stuff” he huffed.

“She knows she’s ours, we don’t have to worry about ___. But it’s him we gotta keep an eye on. I don’t like this team” Zhang, Fike, and Mansk, who stood silent, agreed with Zdinarsk. “Oh, and don’t tell colonel, he’d go ape shit” they murmured at that, nodding their heads. If Quaritch ever found out that a guy, a science guy, was hitting on their lover, he would smash his skull to pieces.

“HEY! What are you ladies gossiping about?! GET BACK TO WORK SOLDIERS!”

“YES COLONEL!”

The squad sat in the cafeteria for some good afternoon grub, munching on some veggies and drinking their water. The recoms had to have a specific diet to sustain their bodies, none of the sweet shit the humans were aloud to eat.

___ spotted her partners in the far corner of the room, grabbing her tray and preparing to head over there when a hand grasped her arm and stopped her form moving. “Hey pretty girl, just wondered if you wanna sit with me and my crew today?” Jason glanced down at her with a charming grin.

Unsure, the woman looked at him then towards the recoms, shaking her head and looking back at Jason “I’m sorry, but I gotta go sit with them, being their medic and all”

“But they got a medic already, they don’t need you” Jason’s smile turned a little sour upon closer inspection, ___ was a human, she was supposed to sit with her kind. Why bother with these animals?

“Yes but- Jason let go!” the man grasped her wrist this time, dragging her over to his table to sit her down until a blue palm rested on his shoulder.

Jason froze and looked at the hand, chest starting to palpitate and his pupils shrunk from fear. He may act all big and mighty, but he was all bark and no bite. The scientist strained his head to look up and saw one of the recoms glaring at him, “I believe the lady said to let her go”. Immediately Jason let go, stepping away from both of them and clearing his through, looking towards ___ for some sort of stability but she simply stepped behind Lopez for cover. “Cmon mì amore, let’s get you back with the others”

___ held Victor’s pinky with her hand and followed him as he escorted her towards the table at the back, offering to hold her tray of food and placing it onto the table in front of Lyle.

“So who was that prick that was botherin’ you?” Wainfleet immediately stated, not one to keep quiet. Zdinarsk, Mansk, Fike and Zhang audibly winced when a bang sounded onto the table. Quaritch stood up from his seat and glared across the cafeteria towards where Jason was.

“He ain’t cause you any trouble? Right darlin’?” he drawled in his southern accent, if she said yes then he’ll show no mercy. His hands were empty, and a human sized skull would be a perfect fit to fill it out.

___ noticed the change in atmosphere and wanted to sooth the man, she didn’t need anyone fighting on her behalf. “No! He wasn’t, just being silly. Sit down Miles, you gotta finish that plate” she reached over and tried to take both of his massive hands in her own, pulling him down to sit again. Quaritch huffed and complied, still staring the human man down.

‘That’s right…feel my stank eye’

Zdinarsk decided to cut the tension, not baring to sit through the heavy testosterone “so…who knew that scientists got game?”. Fike gave her a blank stare and Prager choked on his food, laughing. She weren’t wrong, none of the scientists could even stand taking to another human being, let alone try and get one in their bed.

“Z, enough” ___ laughed, covering her mouth, “I don’t want you guys to bother him ok? I think he almost had a heart attack seeing Lopez, I couldn’t imagine him seeing the rest of you”

Ja rolled his yellow eyes, “maybe he needs a heart attack just to get it through his thick ass skull that you’re a taken woman”

“Alexander Ja!”

“Oo she hit you with the full name” Prager cheekily chuckled, Lyle joining in and slapping Ja on the back, “don’t wanna make mummy angry do you?”. Ja’s face flushed a dark purple, grumping as he finished his food.

Mansk chimed in, having the perfect view of the scientist across the hall “He’s staring at you ___”. A squeak of a chair echoed through the room and the stomping of footsteps carried across the cafeteria.

“COLONEL NO!”

[truetogaia]

Gonna be working on some recom one shots for a while so i might not update as much. I'll be writing for Z-dog, Mansk, QUARITCH (<333) and Ja!!

Ive only written about Mansk twice but yall ATE IT UP both times. Expect more!! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡

[villainsimpqueen]

Medical Incubus

Recom Ja x Male Researcher Recom Reader

(ALL MY FICS ARE 18+ MDNI)

Warnings- Smut, blow jobs. Semi-public. Truck blowjobs.

Requested by: A friend.

It was not often when you had to leave BridgeHead for outside research, but when your team did have to leave base the RDA always ensured security.

Your research team had just discovered a new parasite on the east side of Pandora where the forest merges with marshlands. The parasite seemed to be high in medical properties that the RDA wanted to explore by making mediceuticals to transport back to earth. You knew that they would then have an earthian team further divide the strains for different classes' income, the poor getting the weakest. Sometimes you wish your work would help everyone without being another large company's pocket change.

Your team was already packed and heading out to head to the marshlands. Your security team was a few members from the Phoenix project, recombinant soldiers. You tried not to stare at them as you walked past them with the rest of your team, it was a strange yet fascinating sight to see others the same as you.

inhuman.

Yet more advanced to be simple Avatars.

Your eyes would move over each soldier as you walked past, one bald with shades on, another with a bandanna on his head, a chick with a mohawk that fed into a braid, the last one being closer to the truck, sporting a medical vest and a cap.

His bright green eyes moved over you for a moment before he gave a curt nod. You pressed your lips together in a short smile before loading onto the truck sitting beside the other members of your team researchers.

“Let's get moving!” One of the soldiers called before the truck shook with them loading up on the outside seats in the truck bed.

You turned to look out of the window looking between the sitting recoms to see how they sat. One moved to sit on the roof of the truck making a snort leave you as you turned back to focus on the briefing between your teammates.

The task at the hand should be simple. Head into the marshlands waist deep and collect water samples and analyze them to see if parasites were gathered. You were tasked to at least gather ten mg of parasites.

The extra security was there simply to keep the research team safe from wild animals and hostile Na'vi.

The soldiers watched as your team suited up in rubber suits before each one of you all started walking into the marshlands to gather what you came to the marshes for.

You happened to pair up with a teammate you were close with and the both of you focused on your jobs like you should've.

“They're quite fine, in a freshly turned alien way.” Your work friend spoke, making you smirk and steal glances at the soldiers.

Well….mostly focused on work.

“The medic for sure.” You commented on as your eyes found their way to the golden eyed baseball cap wearing recom.

“You think he got hair under there?” Your friend teased about his cap making you roll your eyes.

“I'm sure he does.” You had responded.

“Mmmm i don't know he might be cat fishing under that cap.” they mused as they pulled out a sample from the water running the analysis scans over them.

Your eyes moved over the medic again, stopping on the tight shirt that he was wearing. You bit your tongue as you could faintly make out nipple piercings under his shirt and looked back to your so called work shaking your head.

“I don't think it matters.” You spoke after a few moments of silence.

You could feel your friend stare at you for a moment.

“You gonna tap his ass?” They asked with a smirk growing and you tried to not feel the heat on your cheeks as you looked at your sample as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

“Please ... .if anything he'd bring me down” You spoke softly trying not to take in your friends' laughs as mockery.

The rest of the time so far in the marshes was going well, at least you had thought…It wasn't until the soldiers started yelling shouting orders for all researchers to get out of the water and onto the shore the three of you and your friend were off guard.

You both didn't even spare each other a glance as you both took the hell off to the shore lines.

You flinched as you heard a bullet fly past your head making your heart jump towards your throat.

Water splashing widely beside you and you heard the ringing of a yelp from your friend making you turn your head to see that they had vanished. Your heart quickened as you felt your blood starting to become thicker as if you slowly started to freeze.

Shouting became a haze as you stared at the rippling water of where your friend had once been. Your breathing is sharpening in your ear.

Another bullet flew by your face.

Tour chest started heaving up and down in a harsh pattern, your ears slicking back as your pupils started to shrink as bubbles started to drag away from the ripples.

Your friend being taken.

You let out a shout when your arm wrapped around you and you felt your body being lifted, your head spinning as you heaved when your stomach fell onto something hard, confusion forming as if something was moving, bullets still flying past you.

Whatever was holding you you clung to them, your claws digging through their shirt and into your back, you could hear a growl and hiss but it fell on deaf ears as you saw the ripples of the water grow the water forming over something large and all you could see teeth as more bullets spread through the air.

The grip around you tightening as they mustve finally got to solid land as the shift of their shoulder digging into your stomach got harsher.

You had let out a groan, there were more shouts and your word spinned more as you were set down into something, the force of being thrown down causing you to fall into the hardness of the truck bed making you let out a wheeze.

“Shit..sorry..” Someone muttered as a hand grabbed your work shirt yanking you back up, your world of tree canopy shifting to bright golden eyes and a half drenched man with a baseball cap.

You stared up at him, and he must have taken in the look on your face or the possibility that you were in shock because his hand made place against your cheek rapping against it a few times making you blink and inhale a sharp breath as you started to process what had happened.

“Hey..You're okay..Alright? Stay with me.” His voice carried way to your ears making them perk up as you look back to golden eyes. The man smiled at you, his lips pulling upwards revealing his longer k-9s in the process.

“Hey, you with me man?” He asks you again and you hesitantly nod clearing your throat.

“My friend…” You whispered you didn't want to seem weak but the fact that you were just joking with your friend to them vanishing from sight…it weighed on you.

“Hey, don't focus on that.” The soldier spoke again, making you look up at him.

“Just focus on me for right now.”

You knew he meant in the context of ignoring the death of your friend. to ground yourself.

stable your mind.

But shock was a hell of a drug.

Your eyes moved on him, focusing on him alright as you took in his soaked shirt against his chest, how the drenched thing hugged tightly against his well defined chest and chiseled abs. Ypu dont know who the hell designed hid recombinant body, but fuck…

They cooked with it.

Your eyes focused and shamefully narrowed in on his nipple piercings once again, and you swallowed thickly, ears perking up more and you felt your tail move twitching against the truck bed.

Your ears flinched as you heard a chuckle leave him and your eyes flicked back to golden eyes and a flaring nose.

The soldier's ears flicked up as well as he stared down at you.

“Not exactly what I meant.” He spoke again, his voice straining with a huskyness as if he was holding back a growl as he stared into your own eyes.

You were ashamed of the noise you let out at it as your face warmed and darken, a shiver moving down your spine shamefully to the tip of your tail which was swaying more on the truck bed.

“What's your name?” He asked tilting his head at you, his eyes narrowing pupils darken in a way that made you feel a rush to your lower abdomen. Your throat tightening again as you fought the urge to swallow as you had to remind yourself to recollect yourself.

“y/n, Im Y/n '' You answered his question as you took in the look on his face how his thick eyebrows furrowed some before his eyes slid away from you mostly to observe something else before they slid back over entirely on top of you.

“Well y/n, Why don't I give you some well needed medical attention in the truck.” He spoke there was confidence in his tone and your eyes slightly widened at the boldness of his words.

You should refuse.

you both could get caught.

Your team and HIS team were still around.

“I…auh.” You started as you too looked around, whatever it was that had attacked had seemed to leave, your research team seemed focused on other matters. Perhaps your dead coworker.

You shouldn't, you should join them.

But your eyes found back to the soldier and your head moved on its own accord, nodding towards him.

You watched as his arm flexed as it moved towards you, a finger lifting your face up to look up at him.

“Need your words Dr. y/n.” He spoke sharply and fuck you were going to hell for the way your body trembled ny them.

“Yes…I want your medical attention.” You spoke up to him, consenting to the temptations he was offering you.

The cure to your schocken state.

And you were going to hell for it.

He had led you inside of the truck, its dark tinted windows keeping it unknown you were both entering it. His hands move quickly, finding their way onto your body and moving to slide up your work shirt. The wetness of the shirt was not bothering as it exposed your stomach chest to the man. One of his knees finding place between your legs as he guides you to lay down on the seats of the truck.

You shivered under his calloused hands and groaned when he pressed his knee into your groin.

How pathetic you felt to already be so hard after just a few touches.

Yet the soldier did not chastise you as his lips found their way against your neck, moving down like his hands were on your chest, finger pads dancing on your nipples making a noise leave your throat.

A sharp intake of air had his hands gliding down to your pants. The trail of his lips reaching your collar bone before his teeth slightly dug into your skin making a moan leave you. Your eyes fluttering shut before they fluttered open as his movements stopped, his lips leaving your collarbone and your eyes meeting with his golden ones.

“Names Ja by the way.” He mutters out to you before he moved to press his lips harshly against yours making you shudder under him your hands find their way to his clothed chest, fingers curling around drenched fabric and twisting as you let out a whine as you bundled up the shirt in need to take it off. You felt the chuckle he let out vibrate on your lips as he broke the kiss and sat up on his knees before taking off his shirt exposing that chiseled chest of his, and perky pierced nipples of his to you.

and fuck wasnt he a pretty sight to behold.

A boldness fulling you as you moved up supporting yourself with your hands reaching behind you as you brought your lips around one of his nipples lightly suckking on it and swirling your tongue around it. You heard a hiss withdraw from him before rough fingers found way into your hair in a tight grip as he pulled your head closer to his chest smashing your face into his peck.

His knee moved to spread your legs apart more before his pelvis took in its place.

You let out a moan around his nipple as he began to grind his hard on against your own.

The friction between the both of you was glorious, and while his pants held back a lot of him, you could clearly tell he wasn't small by any means making you nearly drool around his nipple.

Your head was yanked back by your hair before his lips found place against your puffy lines, his tongue diving into your mouth curling and coiling around yours like a snake.

His grinding stops for a moment making a pitiful sound leaving you but the feeling of his hands fighting against your pants button making your dick throb heavily with more excitement.

He yanked down your pants and underwear to your mid thigh freeing your dick from its confinements and you were only temporarily exposed to chilled air before his heat filled hand found its way around the exposed appendage. You let a shuttering gasp into his mouth as his hand began to pump around your dick, slowly dragging upwards before quickly jerking down pressing into your swelling balls making you whine and try to buck into his hand. His other hand finding way to your hip where he squeezed your hip bone tightly pressing your pelvis back down holding you in place refusing you any moment to thrust and buck into his hand as he dragged it back up against every vein and ridge to the tip where he gentle twisted his hand around it making you mewl into his mouth before mufflung crying as his hand would jerk back down to the base of your shaft. He would repeat this seeming not to care if he brought you ecstasy and torment for more with each hand movement, each squeeze and twist of his hand.

Your stomach clenching as a burning began to form with each pump of his hand, his lips leaving yours to attack your neck moving down to your collarbone ones again his lips encasing around it and sucking forcing blood to pool and burst under your skin before he moved down to the top of your chest to your perking nipple before encasing it with his lips and tongue.

Your gasps and moans only encourage him downwards, his teeth nipping at your bottom rib causing a sharp take of air from you before he licked down to your pubis.

His tongue left your skin only to feel his hand glide down to the base of your twitching dick.

The heat of his breath tickled your tip for a second before the heat of his mouth and silvia was gliding down.

“Fuck!” You brokenly cried out your hands scrambling to hold something, knocking his cap back from him as your hands found slicked back curls.

So he did have hair…

Your guilt grew for a second before you felt his throat constrict around your dick making you choke.

Guilt forgotten quickly as he began to bob his head, his lips gliding against your dick like a sin. Tongue cupping and swirling against every vein and ridge, swirling at the tip as he raised his head upwards only to force it down and the tip of your self pressing into the back of his throat.

You cried out as your nails dug into the skin of his head.

His hands moving to your thighs holding them tightly as he moved them to halfass be on either side of his head your jeans pressing into his throat as he buried his face into your pelvis.

Your cries being a mantra of melodies to the incubus that was determined to drain you as his head bobbed more quickly. His nails digging into your thighs finally allow you the freedom to buck and thrust into his mouth. Your fingers were losing color due to how hard you were clawing at his skull as you thrusted into his throat, the sound of his choking had worried you and you tried pulling away only to feel his hand move to your hip and pull your pelvis up forcing you deeper into his throat.

You let out a groan before you move your hips thrusting back into his mouth, finding a rhythm that sent you beyond any heaven, his choking noises soon joined with vibrations on your dick that made your hips jerk and tremble. His throat constriction as broken purrs made way to your ears making you whine as your hips jerked off patterned.

Dick throbbing and twitching as the tension in your lower abdomen bursting like a bullet from a barrel of a gun.

Your cum shooting down into his throat his only warning was the high pitched whine you let out a second before, You had expected him to jerk away, refusing such luxury.

But Ja had not. Instead he fully sunk your dick down his throat and you felt every muscle in his throat flex and move around you as he swallowed your load with nothing but grace.

You were a panting mess as you felt his mouth and tongue glide off of your over sensitive and twitching dick, your vision spotty but met with the brightest gold you ever seen.

His eyes brighter than the sun as his lips pulled into a smirk showing off those perfect white k-9s as his tongue swiped the bottom of his lip licking away your cum that had dared escape the incubus in front of you.

“I assist you well now.” He speaks cockiness in his tone as his eyes move over your body in pride.

You sputtered for words as you watched him grab his drench shirt sliding it back on and fitting his cap back on as he opened the door of the truck sliding out his body blocking the view of your half naked body as he eyed you.

Your eyes eyeing him and wandering down to the bulge in his pants, drool puddling in your mouth as you could have swore you saw it twitch under your gaze. A chuckle made you look back at him with wide wanting lustful eyes.

“Back on base you can assist me, right Dr. Y/n.” His voice had a teasing bite and a quick fart of your eyes had you nodding profusely.

Watching at how Ja smirked widely before he nodded, tipping his hat before he stepped back and shut the truck door leaving you alone panting in the scent of foreplay heavy in the truck.

You brought your hands to your face, rubbing it before quickly snatching your pants back up trying to get adjusted and get out of the truck before you caught a mess. As you tried not to let shame fill you as you finally regrouped with the surviving lot of your coworkers your head was on the upcoming scenario of you giving “medical assistance” to the recom soldier in the cap.

[adoreeenina]

I wanna be yours - Ch. 5

Relationships: Recom! Miles Quaritch x Sully! Reader x Recom! Lyle Wainfleet

WC: 2.9k

Series Summary: ~~~ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪.

“Who the fuck gave you permission to leave?” Quaritch seethes, watching as you walk back to camp with one of their backpacks you had taken, filled to the brim with Puffball, Spartan, and Yovo fruit.

You had woken up early before anyone, and even sneaked past Prager, who was on watch for the night. You were hungry, you haven’t ate since being taken.

“I was getting food” you snark back as you grab a spartan fruit and toss it to Spider, who easily caught it.

“We have food” Quaritch counters as if he was talking to a bratty child, and maybe he was.

“Real food. That shit you tried to poison me last night isn’t food. Just try it” you shove a Yovu fruit into chest, careful not squeeze it. “You’ll thank me later” you grin. You toss different fruits to the other recoms, some eyes it suspiciously and others, like Lyle, bites into the fruits with no hesitation.

“Oh my god, this so good” you hear Lopez moan in content.

You walk over to Spider who holds the Spartan fruit towards you. You grab it as you sit down next to him, you had managed to find a thin rock that you had washed in a stream close by. You start cutting the fruit into smaller pieces and placing them on a leaf for Spider.

“Thank you” Spider graciously pulls the leaf full of fruit towards him. You watch Spider as he takes a deep breath, pulling the mask up, he places a piece of fruit into his mouth before covering his face once again, humming appreciated.

You look around seeing many of the recoms eating the fruits with their bare hands, juice covering their mouths and dripping down their hands, you turn to see the Colonel, using his knife to cut into the fruit, stabbing it and placing it in his mouth.

Trying to decide on how to teach the recoms was harder than you thought. You had agreed on Spider to teach the recombinants the language, you don’t think you have the patience for that. Normally you would have taught them how to ride a Pa’li, but there’s none around, plus you don’t really trust them not to kill them.

A bow and arrow is also a must for their iknimaya, but you doubt any of them would be any to train with a bow, seeing how trigger happy they are with their guns.

Balance is what you decided to teach them first. They’re aren’t human anymore, their Na’vi bodies are made for the forest, they just have to trust their natural instincts and body.

A week passes and you had managed to convince them to get rid of the boots, but not without the whining and the reluctance from them.

Spider had taken a liking to the recoms, you’ve seen how close he’s been getting with Lyle, Ja, and Mansk. It worried you on how attach Spider is getting but you can’t blame him, back at high camp many of the Na’vi just see him as a demon, a mistake. It’s refreshing seeing Spider this way, it gives you happiness.

There’s not a day that goes by that you don’t think about your siblings. If you know your father, he most likely moved out of High Camp and found safety somewhere else for the safety of the family. It doesn’t mean you can’t be a bit petty towards him.

You have noticed how Lyle tried to get you to open up, anytime he had the time, he would look for you and try to talk to you, you immediately shut him down and walk away from him. If only you looked back, you would see how his ears flick downwards.

“You have to be faster than that, ” you giggle as you swiftly land on a different branch, avoiding Lopez hands. He quickly doubles back and tries to hold his balance on the branch above you.

You’ve been teaching them on how to hunt and practice their balance, and cause you wanted to fuck with the recoms, you thought a game of tag will help. It helped with Lo’ak and Neteyam, it could help the recoms.

The recoms seems to like the game of chase, they like the thrill of it, like it was instinct. You running around the trees, jumping from branch to branch, tree to tree. You felt free, besides the tracker that the Colonel made you wear on your wrist.

You had half of the unit trying to catch you, Lyle, Lopez, Ja, and Prager, while the others stayed behind, mostly Quaritch stayed behind to watch your movements from the tracking device in his hands. He didn’t want to risk you running off. His words? You plan to run off, I’ll bring you back with your ass bruised. Well that was kind of a tempting offer might you add.

“Use your tail as counterbalance. Your tail is what helps you” you shout at them.

“Don’t you see I’m trying, babosa” Lopez curses at you. You couldn’t help but giggle at his obvious agitation.

Your ears twitch hearing silent footsteps behind you. Whoever it was is stealthily as shit, but it still needs work, their sky people cloths makes them loud.

You moved just in time to see Lyle throw his arms out to try and catch you. He didn’t calculate well when he threw himself at you. Barely catching himself on the branch as he hangs on the side of the branch for dear life.

“Damn! You guys suck at this” you grin down at Lyle. Lyle just huffs a laugh as he shakes his head.

Since this game of tag the only people who almost managed to catch you was Lyle and Mansk.

“You’ll need to cut those pants, they make too much noise” you nod your towards his cammies.

“Yeah? You want to see me naked too, Sully?” He grins up at you. You watch as Lyle groans as he pulls himself up. Damn he has good arm strength.

“Maybe” with that, you hop to another branch to crest distance before he could cheat and catch you.

Watching the recom unit try to be Na’vi is entertaining to no end. You and Spider even made bets.

The first bet? Who would be the first to fail to catch a fish.

You had taken the unit to the closest stream, another lesson. To teach them how to hunt. Again you wanted to teach them the bow, but of course they declined, saying *why we need bows if we have guns*

You watch on the sidelines, seeing many of them in their undergarments, trying to catch fish, many failed.

You look back to your hands, weaving a basket for your next trip to get food for your and the others, Prager got pissed when you returned his backpack smelling of sweet fruits and sticky from its juices.

You felt uncomfortable. You hate how these demons acted like they didn’t just kidnapped you and Spider, you hate it even more seeing how Spider is playing with them in the water, distracting the demons from their teaching.

“Thinking pretty hard there, mama” hearing the all to familiar voice of the biggest pain in your ass.

“Please kindly go away, I’m introverting” Quaritch couldn’t hold back a grin at your sarcasm. You’re a spitfire, that’s for sure. He can’t deny that he kinda likes that about you.

“You’re little sarcastic comments will get you into trouble one of these days”

That makes you roll your eyes as you continue to weave your basket, not even bothering to look at him. Just looking at him makes you want to drown him.

“I’ve reach at that point where my brain goes from ‘you probably shouldn’t say that’. To ‘what the hell. Let’s see what happens’” you place the half made basket to the side as you stand to your full height. You walk closer to the stream, kneeling down you pluck two yursyulang from the ground, thanking the great mother. You start making your way to the far side of the stream where the waterfall is.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Quaritch calls for you in irritation. That made you turn to look at him with a glare

“I’m going to bathe unless you want to watch me” you throw your hands up, where does this asshole have the fucking audacity to control you, praying to the great mother to give you patience for these demons.

You turn back around to continue on your way behind the waterfall. You glance back at the unit, you caught Lyle’s gaze before you disappear completely behind the waterfall.

You look at the two pinkish r reddish flowers in your palms, you were planing on washing your cloths and your body. With a sigh, you place the flowers down, you tug the shirt over your head and toss it carelessly to the side, along with the sweatpants.

You sit on the edge, letting your body slide into the water on a rock, not fully in the water, you quietly moan in relief as your shoulders relax, the water is warm and earthy-smelling, crystal clear as it laps against your skin like wet silk.

Your arm reach to grab one of the flowers and dip it into the water before rubbing it into your skin on your arms, washing away any dirt from the days in the forest, loving the feeling the flower leaving your skin clean and soft. You continue cleaning the rest of your body.

You slid further into the water, dipping your head, wetting your braids. You rub the flower between your hands, leaving a milky substance, once you’re satisfied, you start washing your hair and scalp.

Once done, you start washing the cloths, dipping the cloths into the water, you start rubbing the flower against the cloths and scrub the cloths onto a rock.

“Having fun?” You jump at the voice and snap your head to entranceway of the waterfall. Seething the female recom.

“Can I help you?” You snarl before turning back to scrubbing the cloths against the rock, not really caring that the woman is seeing you naked. The Na’vi are comfortable in their own bodies, you’re no different, besides the insecurities of your heritage.

“Just checking on you” she shrugs as she eyes your figure as she tilts her head.

“Let me guess, the demon ordered you to check on me, to make sure I didn’t make a run for it?” You sarcastically made without even looking at her.

Zee chuckles before walking a little closer, not too close. “Is it obvious?”

“Very”

Zee watches you curiously, her eyes gaze down at your body, seeing multiple scares across your body. You’re obviously a warrior, it’s clear from the cloths you were wearing and the scars imprinted around your body.

Zee and many others of team are intrigued by you, not because you were Jake Sully’s daughter but your discrepancy. You look exactly like your father with some similarities to your mother. The extra finger and the hairy eyebrows is what gave it away that you were a half breed.

When you were heavily sedated back at Bridgehead. Zee remembers Lyle talking about how you have Heterochromia iridum. Zee is no expert or scientist but she knows that isn’t normal for the Na’vi., She remembers Jake Sully, she knows Jake didn’t have that, maybe his twin brother had it? You were also curvier, thick! But strong, she heard from Mansk on how you were able to take him down so easily. It amazes her, how a runt like you was able to take down not only one but three men that were twice your size.

Zee also notice how closed off you are. She seen how Lyle tries to make conversation with you but you instantly shut him out and You like pissing Quaritch off. She’s could see the discomfort and mistrust in your eyes when you’re with the group while Spider instantly bonded with them.

“You don’t like us very much don’t you?” Zee ask. You huff a laugh amusingly before turning to look at her.

“Try getting kidnapped by Na’vi wannabes, be forced to teach them the Na’vi way. Get threaten by the asshole of a Colonel, then we’ll talk. Don’t get it twisted, I’m not doing this from the goodness of my heart, I’m doing this to make sure you demons don’t lay a finger on Spider”

“You know, if you wanted time alone, all you had to do was ask” Lyle climbs onto the thick branch that you’re sitting on. You groan seeing his presence once again. It’s like he loves annoying you

Lyle sits sideways on the branch, a few inches away from you. You’re facing him with your back against the tree.

Since the conversation with Zee, you ignored everyone, including Spider. You wanted time alone, and you can’t even have that with Lyle following you around like a lost cub.

“Ever heard of ‘wanting time away from the kids’” you huff in annoyance. It’s past Eclipse, many of the recoms are still awake, chatting away, you could hear laughter from up where you were.

“Ouch” Lyle places his hand to his heart with faux pain. “Just came to check on you. You seemed pretty pissed off back at the stream”

“How caring” you roll your eyes. Your head tilts upwards to look up at stars, letting the cool air graze your skin so lovingly. You miss Rawm, you know he misses you. You want to fly again, feel the breeze in your face, blowing at your hair.

“I want you to teach me Na’vi”

“Spider is teaching you” you look at Lyle with a deadpan look. Lyle grins seeing the annoyance clear in your eyes.

“I learn better when I have pretty face teaching me” Lyle scoots a little closer to you. Your ears tilt down as the end of your tail sways side to side next you.

“How charming” with a sigh, you sit up, crossing your legs. “Fine”

“Sevin”

“Seven”

“No! Skxáwng!” Your hand smacks the side of head, a small ‘ow’ falls from his lips as he looks at you in surprise.

“Again! Sevin? Seee-vin!” You growl, you’re growing frustrated with the Corporal in front of you. Lyle changed his sitting position to sit cross cross in front you.

“This is stupid! I’m clearly saying it right!” Your hand reach out to slap his head again for his ignorance.

“Ow! Stop slapping me!” Lyle groans as he rubs at his head. You ignore him and his childish antics

“Again!” You demand, you watch Lyle grumble as he tries to pronounce the word.

“Sevin” Lyle says perfectly, making you smile.

“Yes” you squeal at his accomplishment as you clap your hands.

“What does that mean?” Lyle question.

“Pretty”you answer with a smile. You look down at the small camp below you, hearing their laughter getting louder, hearing Spider scolding them, warning them of predators.

You feel hands caressing your hands before gently holding them, your turn to look at Lyle, looking at you with such admiration. Your breath hitch, as you gaze into his eyes.

“ngeyä nari lu sevin” (you’re eyes are pretty) your eyes widen at his perfect Na’vi. You feel your body warm up, you sheepishly look down at Lyle’s hands clutch yours.

You notice Lyle is not wearing his gloves, his hands bare as they hold yours. His hands engulfing yours, you see his hands are twice the size of yours.

Before you could register it, you start tracing the veins on the back his hands. You never met anyone with hands like yours, not counting Lo’ak, Kiri, your dad and the avatars back at High Camp. You compare the size of your hands to Lyle’s. He has beautiful hands.

“You have beautiful hands, why hide them behind those ugly gloves?” You didn’t what compelled you to ask. Lyle looks away from your hands to you.

“Don’t know, I just-“ Lyle shrugs, “I just do” he doesn’t take his eyes off you. He’s mesmerized by you, he didn’t understand why, maybe cause you’re exotic looking, you look completely different from the other Na’vi he’d seen and that includes Zee and Walker.

Eye contact is such an intense thing. Like a million thoughts rush through your mind all while looking into someone’s soul… intriguing…

Eye contact is dangerous, dangerous thing. But lovely, oh so lovely.

Looking up at him, you notice how he’s only staring at you, a gentle look on his face. Why is he looking at you like that?

“Y/n?!?” Hearing Spider call for you snaps you out of your daze. You look away, feeling embarrassed, pulling your hands out of Lyle’s grasp.

“I have to go” you didn’t bother hearing if Lyle responds as you swiftly jump down branch to branch so easily.

“Fuck” Lyle curses as he aggressively wipe down his face with his hand, not being able to his eyes off of you.

(Lyle’s hands are fucking gorgeous, you have to agree with me on that, also when was anyone going to tell me that I spelled Lyle’s last name wrong, now I look stupid and have to edit his name on my other chapters. How embarrassing)

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(Who do you think would catch Y/n’s heart first? Lyle or Miles? I’ll love to hear your opinions)

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I'm Right Here

Recombinant Lyle Wainfleet x Reader

Summary: Waking up as a recom wasn't the hardest thing you'd be doing that day. I did a little extra bonus for this boy, I had an idea but she was short. She's at the end.

Warnings: smut, explicit language, shower sex, public sex, humiliation, PDA, public nudity, size kink, biting, sub/dom undertones, quiet sex, porn with plot.

Waking up blue was hard to endure, you were now multiple feet taller and you had a tail. Not to mention all your senses were dialled up to 11, you heard a soft groan next to you, and you turned your head over to see another Na’vi body waking up. You could only tell who it was thanks to the tattoo on his shoulder, Lyle Wainfleet, you felt your ears flick as he woke up. You were calm, you woke up and just wanted to lay there, looking at your hands and seeing blue freaked you out but you were told what happened and you calmed down.

You remembered; you signed up for this.

You slowly sat up and the staff disconnected you from all the wires and just in good time too, Lyle was having a freak out. You pushed him down by his chest, you put your face in front of his and tried to be calm.

“Lyle, Lyle baby. It’s me.”

He recognized your voice, he remembered it, his ears twitched, but he didn’t stop trying to get away. So, you did what you thought best, you climbed on top of him straddling his waist and placed your hands on his shoulders.

“It’s okay. It’s Project Phoenix. We signed up for this. Remember? I’m right here.”

You could see all the staff around you looking at the two of you curiously, it only now occurred to you how secret you kept your relationship. The only people that knew were those extremely close to you and it wasn’t really by choice, Lyle just can’t keep his hands to himself and he likes to brag. His hand came to rest on your hips and slowly trailed down your thighs before he gripped your hips to roll them over his.

“Lyle, not here,” you were embarrassed and the scientists were staring, you looked over your shoulder to see them trying not to look.

Lyle slowly sat up and kissed your cheek, “who else is up?”

“So far, just us. But Lopez and Ja are here too,” you pointed to behind you and Lyle looked over your shoulder at their bodies.

“When will they be up?”

“Soon, they got dosed right after us.”

“Who else is here?”

“That I know or heard, Quaritch, Z, Prager, Mansk, Zhang, Walker, Fike, Warren, and Brown.”

“I’m glad we both got in.”

“Back together even in death.”

The scientist came up and told Lyle she was taking his IV out and removing all the other wires. “You two can go shower then get dressed, we wake up the colonel last.”

Lyle smiled at you, you knew what he was thinking, he wanted to know what his new body could do. He stood up from the recom-sized bed and picked you up with him as you spoke his name in protest.

“The showers are down there, there are clothes in there too. Also, there are separate rooms for males and females,” a scientist informed the both of you.

“Got it,” Lyle said as he walked down the corridor.

“You’re not listening to her are you.”

“Hell, no. I just got you back. Plus, I wanna know how this body works.”

“So, I’m your test dummy.”

“You betcha. Come on, you haven’t thought about what’d be like to get fucked in this new body.”

“I can’t say it didn’t cross my mind when I saw you lying in the bed next to me.”

“Exactly baby, so no fussing,” he tapped your ass as he pushed the door open to the men’s shower room.

He set you down as he pulled off his hospital gown then yours.

“Damn baby, look how muscular we are.”

You let out a loud laugh, of course, that would be on his mind in addition to sex.

“And look at these,” he reached out to grab your tits, “smaller than before,” he pinched your nipples and you whimpered, “but just as responsive.”

His smirk was making you whimper more as your brows furrowed, he was humiliating you and you can’t say you didn’t enjoy it.

“Come here baby,” he lifted you up and walked the two of you towards a shower stall and turned it on.

The warm water cascades down onto your bodies, it feels nice to feel the warm water washing away the tank fluid off your body. You felt him press you against the shower wall, you could feel how hard he is, and it made you whimper out. You could feel how long he was against your thigh, there was no way this could fit into you.

“You’re bigger than before, so much bigger. I can’t-“

“Shhh, baby. You’ve taken me before. You said that when we were in our human bodies and I made it fit.”

“Stop being so cocky.”

“Can’t help it, baby. You’re just too tiny. Even now, still the shortest.”

“Hey, for the record they measured me at, 7’9.”

“Awe, princess, I’m 8’8.”

“Shut up.”

“Come on, you’re just as cute as ever,” his hand ghosted over your cheek before slipping a hand between your legs. “This should be easy, looks like the anatomy is the same, just bigger.”

“Maybe now you’ll find the clit.”

“Hey, I always make you cum in the end.”

“Yeah, after I help you.”

“You haven’t helped me in a long time princess.”

“Yeah, but you still-“ your words were choked back by him pushing the head of his cock into your opening.

“I love it when you shut up sometimes.”

His thrusts started fairly even and slow before speeding up to the point where you couldn’t even think, his fingers were instantly on your clit. Normally he didn’t start that fast, but this body didn’t have as much stamina as his last did. However, the ribbed parts of his cock were adding so much stimulation that it didn’t matter because him just penetrating you was enough to make you squirm. It happened quickly, you were both cumming, and your hands gripped his shoulders for dear life.

“Fuck, that was hot.”

“Neither of us lasts as long as we used to and these bodies are younger,” you said with a tired smirk.

“I knew right away my stamina has been fucked.”

“I think we both took a hit.”

“Well, we both came now let’s do what we were supposed to do.”

As you both stood in the stall and helped each other wash each other, others were waking up and entering the men’s shower room.

“Bro, you don’t even know,” Lopez shouted to Ja who was next to him.

“Look who’s up,” Ja said with a smirk.

“If it isn’t the two horniest people this side of Pandora.”

“You know you aren’t supposed to be in here.”

“That’s what I said but someone only thinks with his dick,” you said peeking over Lyle’s shoulder as his body covered yours from their view.

“You two fuck already?” Lopez said.

“What do you think,” Lyle smirked over his shoulder at Lopez and Ja.

“You two really are the horniest people this side of Pandora,” Ja said.

“How was it?” Lopez smirked.

You rolled your eyes.

“Bodies are the same. Just like getting off in human bodies.”

“You probably still fumbled,” Lopez smirked back.

“He was surprisingly apt. Other than the fact that both our stamina’s suck,” you said from behind Lyle.

“Well feel free to continue. Everyone else is up except the colonel. They are waking him up shortly.”

“Good to know, Lyle wants to be there for that. If he can keep his hands to himself. This motherfucker tried to fuck the moment he woke up. I swear the scientists almost died.”

Lopez let out a belting laugh as he started his own shower, he laughed again as he heard your soft ow after the sound of a slap bounced off the walls.

A few hours later you were there with pretty much everyone else as the colonel slowly woke up, Lyle was right next to Quaritch’s bed. As predicted, he was extremely combative, he punched a few people and threw them around. Lyle tried to handle it, pushing the scientists out and multiple people held Quaritch back as he fought. But eventually he calmed down and Lyle told him what was going on and he settled down more.

So, there you were watching your colonel get a wrap on everything by watching his human self talk about what was going on. You remember watching yours, you looked so tired, you don’t remember being that way. You talked about why you wanted this and why it would be great, you think it was more of a way to convince yourself at the time.

Then you were being informed of your mission: take down Jake Sully.

That night was interesting, there were a few rooms for the recoms, they were to share a room. It was two bunk beds on either side of the small room, four lockers and a nightstand between the two bunks. It wasn’t too bad; you weren’t really spending much time in here it was just for sleeping. You did get a state-of-the-art gym which made everyone happy so that’s all that really mattered to everyone.

As it turns out, bunks were assigned and it just so happens Lyle is right underneath you with Zdog and Mansk in the other bunk. You were more surprised they didn’t do two rooms, one for the girls and the other for the boys and just make theirs bigger but apparently not. It worked out better for you anyway, you would always have Lyle with you and no one would be the wiser. Except for everyone on your squad, you and Lyle didn’t hide shit anymore and he was so cocky about it.

You were both so open, like during the briefing Lyle just had you sit in his lap. When you slept it would be in his bed, when you went out for your mission, you’d sit next to him on the plane and he’d stick close to you well out in the forest. Not to mention anytime you were training, you loved to spar together only for him to say stuff like ‘looks like I win again.” Or ‘I got you under me again’ or better yet when he learned his sense of smell and he could smell how much he was turning you on ‘do you like when I have you pinned this way?’

That first night was one for the books, it was probably the hottest thing the two of you have ever done. You were both very okay with semi-public sex but this was a whole new level. You were supposed to be sleeping but Lyle was currently taking you to pound town as he roughly thrusted into you. You can feel your legs shake and you try to stay quiet but he’s going so fast and so deep, you feel the tears slide down your temples. You try desperately to keep your moans in check, trying so hard to swallow them but it���s not working. Lyle places his hand on your mouth and pushes his head into your neck as he bites lightly, careful not to pierce you with his new fangs.

“Wouldn’t want to wake anyone up. Z and Mansk are right there,” Lyle whispered into your ear as it flicked in response to his breathy moans.

He keeps his pace rough and fast; it wasn’t long before he had you cumming and shortly after himself. Your lips attached to quiet both of you down. As you lay there tired and spent with Lyle still inside of you, you feel yourself succumbing to the sleep pulling at your eyes.

“You guys are gross,” Zdog says as she rolls over to face the wall.

Lyle smirked at her then back at you and slowly pulled out causing you to whimper, he laid down next to you and pulled you into his chest. You both fall asleep and, in the morning, you get up and get dressed as though nothing happened and clearly Zdog is not impressed.

“If I had known you wanted to join, I would’ve let you,” Lyle said with a smirk as he walked off from you and Zdog leaving both of you slightly blushing while she held a smirk.

“A sub with two doms, she couldn’t handle it,” she spoke up and Lyle laughed as he was already halfway down the hall.

All you thought about was being fucked dumb between two doms.

A bit of a bonus: This randomly occurred to me and it needed to be written but she is so dumb.

You knew you had stuff to do before you went out on the mission, Lyle knew that but regardless he still wanted a piece of you. So, you devised a plan, he laid on his back with you on top of him and his dick currently balls deep in you. You braided your hair well you kept him warm, but he wasn’t having it so to prove some semblance of dominance you rocked your hips while you continued to braid your long hair.

But that still wasn’t enough for him so he was going to take charge and he did, he thrusted up into you. You moaned and hissed at the same time, his smirk and slight giggle made you whimper.

He’s humiliating you again and you’re eating that shit up.

But that doesn’t matter because he does it again and this time it has you stopping what you were doing to curl in on yourself and grip the sheets by his head. He snickered at your reaction, he liked witnessing you trying so hard to have control and something as simple as him taking what he wants has you crumbling.

So, he continues.

He waits a moment before doing it again and this time you can’t help but lay your body against his as you feel everything, he’s giving you. he stops for a moment, enough of a moment for you to tie off your braid and have him flip you over to rut into you.

[vinciwolf]

Loyalty Pt 5 (1/2)

(Recom)Na’vi!Miles Quaritch x (fem)Na’vi!Reader

Warnings: SLOW BURN, THIS IS AN EVENTUAL NSFT SERIES, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, capture, romance, reader is female

Warnings for this chapter: LIGHT SMUT, alcohol, drunk reader/Prager, suggestive themes, tension, angst, some violence, fluff

Notes: Na’vi is spoken in italics, but inner thoughts are also in italics.

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 “These shot glasses are too fucking small!” Prager shouted over the obnoxious thumping of music filling the room where the Recoms celebrated getting their Banshees.

Lyle took up a whole table as he danced in hand with the biggest bottle of whiskey he could find as Z-dog and Walker arm wrestled, throwing back shots for each loss they got as the rest cheered and hollered around them. The only reason why the Colonel was present was to make sure nobody gave Spider alcohol, but something else weighed heavy on his mind.

Making tsaheylu with his Ikran had him feeling…differently…about the world around him. It was strange how none of the others seemed to be bothered. They took it in stride. Just another perk of being half Na’vi – able to control something like a Banshee. But Miles didn’t think of it as control. More like, how did you put it, a bond? Even though Cupcake resisted being forced to let the Colonel into her mind, like she could feel the evil within him, she only stopped when she felt something split. Miles was shifted by her. He felt a piece of himself, or his old self, chip off.

~

You were sheltered behind a dividing wall that jutted out in the corner, hiding away from the Colonel and the rest of the rowdiness, nursing a tiny cup of God knows what to get drunk. You needed this. At this point, your whole mood was sour from what happened to you in the cave with Miles. Those memories of his hand at your breast got you bursting with jitters, craving something to get your mind off of it – something to forget about the whole fucking thing. That was when you spotted a tipsy Prager laughing with Ja. Perhaps it was the liquid courage guiding your senses when you peeled yourself off the wall. He looked perfect in your haze, making you giddy as you finally found a reasonable distraction.

The hallway in the Recombinant barracks was graciously isolated as you were pushed into the frigid metal. Your breath got caught when the hot mouth at your neck drew a wet line down your jugular, causing you to rub a knee up the Marine’s side.

It was funny how you caught yourself up with the same guy you held at knife point months ago, allowing his tongue to poke and salivate into the cavern of your mouth, not with much of a rhythm, but at least it made your legs feel weak and head light. You were chasing the high of being fucked good, long, and hard, maybe even adorning some bruising in the process, but when flashes of Miles entering your vision wouldn’t leave you alone, everything about this moment crumbled. The heat, the sweat, the idea of sex with this Recom seemed so gross.

Prager's moist hand went up your shirt and squeezed your breast a little too roughly causing you to wince. After struggling to find a steady grip on your body, he rutted uneventfully at your hip trying to get his own traction. It was a slack and poor attempt at lovemaking, the poor fellow. Then the kisses stopped feeling good and soon had you bored and somewhat disappointed. You really wanted something to destress yourself and bide some pleasure in this hellscape, but of course, pushing off the breathy drunk, you left for your room crabby and unsatisfied.

When you got into your room, you fell down on top your bed with an unhappy groan, feeling a headache forming. With a deep sigh, you wrapped yourself up like a burrito and fell asleep.

~

Dreams were funny. They could be an escape. Or they could hold you hostage.

You were with Jake and Neytiri hunting a Hexapede. Prowling behind the trees, you carefully placed your feet as to not make a sound, until a wave a nausea hit you out of nowhere, causing you let out a plea for help. That had Jake running to your aid.

"Is it happening again?" his voice was etched with concern.

The soul transfer hadn’t happened yet. You knew your human body in the avatar link was suffering as you could feel the strain, the pull of your mind back to your other self. Your consciousness was getting weaker by the moment causing you to collapse into the mud, limbs bouncing from the force. It wasn't fair. It wasn't your fault that you had a shitty body that mutated its cells to kill you slowly.

"I don't wanna die!" you whimpered as tears blurring your vision.

Jake took your hand and squeezed it, comforting you that you'd be ok. But you knew he was lying. Everybody was lying. Mo'at, in this dream, told you she wouldn't do the soul transfer and that you'd be better off dying. Max and Norm didn't seem to care. Neytiri was gone. Jake disappeared. Now you were on the forest floor with the collar on your neck, but something was different. You examined your limbs and noticed you were attached to the ground with orange cuffs, the same ones used by the Recoms to hold you hostage. Hands shook violently in the moment you started yelling for help to find that nobody was coming.

Spider wouldn’t survive without you! He was just a baby!

Help! PLEASE HELP!

The moss and dirt crawled over your limbs as you were forcefully sucked under the mud before your eyes finally opened, body flailing hard when you fell out of bed and crashed loudly onto the floor, eyes streaming with a flood of tears. Your blankets wrapped around your bottom half uncomfortably causing a swell of anger to piss you off. Taking your rage out on the inanimate object, you yanked the material off your limbs, tail swatting while you stood up and chunked your sheets onto your bed.

~

The fluorescent lights winked above Miles as he walked the long halls to his lodging. He abandoned the party long ago, not seeing you anywhere and feeling a tinge of regret run through him. Maybe he went too far in the cave simply for his own enjoyment and curiosity. Coming upon your room, he paused his stride. His knuckles fell from where they would’ve rapped on the door before he raised them again, mouth agape, then relaxing both when he decided it was best to just head to bed.

As he was about to turn and walk off, he heard a muffled thump, making his hand quickly click the switch to your door to find you seething with your tail pointed straight up at the mangled pile of blankets atop your bed.

Your head immediately spun, ears tipped back annoyed, to where he stood. He was scanned by your burning stare making him face his palms toward you. That seemed to calm the tension in your body, then you were plopping yourself down on the floor, leaning against your bed.

“Rough night?” he put forward while taking a step into your room.

Well, it wasn’t really a room, but a small space with the basics: a bed. Ardmore eventually gifted you this privacy after the none-stop ear-full from the Colonel on how giving you a space would make you more compliant. It wasn’t a total lie, but enough to get her to budge and allow you a space for yourself instead of that dingy cell.

“Nightmare,” you stated indifferent.

Shit.

Then you followed up simply with, “I’m ok now. You can go.”

But he knew that you understood he wasn’t going anywhere when he bridged the distance and found a spot on the floor near you.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

Miles could tell that you were giving it some thought right before you sighed and crumbled.

"I... don't know if the human Miles knew this, but I was sick. I had cancer all over my body. Fucking figures—" you huffed at the irony "—a bright scientist given a choice: stay on Earth to get surgery to fix my ass AFTER the day Grace would leave, or go to Pandora knowing full well that my ticket was a one way. I'd die in cryo on my way home....”

“…when Grace was shot on our way out of Hell's Gate, the Omaticaya tried to help her. They were trying to transfer her soul to her avatar—" tears dotted themselves along the rim of your eyes as your voice cracked "—she didn't make it of course."

Miles listened intently, remembering how human Quaritch shot at Trudy’s gunship, apparently hitting Grace.

"When I saw her death, I saw mine. I was afraid. I hid my sickness for as long as I could before... before Jake found out that I was getting worse, so now... my body is rotting in the ground while I'm in here—" your finger curled in and pointed at your chest "—I couldn't sleep after that, knowing that my own self was dead and it made me unable to breath."

Miles was silent for a while as he gathered his thoughts. The memories of the cave played in his mind. Now he understood your hesitation to confess despite his vulgar interrogation tactics. This was a burden that haunted you, much like how his predecessor’s memories haunted him.

"You don't have to say anything," you murmured.

His heart fell. Verbally he was stunted, but physically…physically he could do something.

Finding your hand, he swept a thumb over your fingers causing you to flinch from the sudden touch in a second of distress, blinking slowly until the onslaught of relief wiggled into your bottom lip, a few of those dotted tears running down your cheeks.

"Could you… stay with me?"

Fixing your bed, Miles slid himself behind you under your blankets with an arm coming to drape over the bend of your waist. Seeing his hand so close to yours, breath at your neck, a content blush crawled over your cheeks. That night, after years of sleeplessness, you finally fell into a slumber that didn’t hurt you.

~

After that night, communication got easier. Even being around the Colonel felt more natural.

Your eyes even caught glimpses of him studying your form or glancing at your features whenever he thought you didn’t notice. Deep inside, he admitted to himself that he grew attached to you and the kid, just as much as you towards him. Your company was different and he thought it cute the way your tail would betray your outward attitude by swatting contently whenever he entered the room.

You also had noticed your collar irked the Recom to a small degree. His eyes would dart away from it if they travelled to it during conversation. Or he would stare at it intensely from across the briefing room.

Being closer to Miles wasn’t all too bad either because it allowed your fondness to reach forth at him like a clutch of tendrils trying to cling to him before they withered when he departed for other tasks, leaving your chest to bloom forth with distress as you yearned for the space beside you to be filled.

Studying Na’vi during downtime was also another way your heart was sated. After a while however, one by one the Recoms stopped showing up, taking little interest in the difficult language, settling for the basics or words for commands, but Miles was the only consistent one to show up. Soon, it was just him, disciplined and a good student. He wasn’t entirely fluent yet, but he was able to put together broken sentences faster than you had predicted.

“*Menari,” he said rigidly. (Na’vi for eyes)

“Me-na-rrri,” you rolled your tongue.

“That’s what I just said, ain’t it?”

Holding back a giggle, you corrected, “You’re saying menali instead of menari.”

“Nah-nah-ri—like comin’ out your nose or somethin’,” he joked.

You tipped your chin and smiled, a modest laugh erupting from your chest. After a while and like a toddler, Miles got bored and distracted easily, reminding you that this was the time to end the session for the day, but then he did something that had your eyes rounding. He pulled forward his braid and allowed for the pink tendrils to wiggle freely. Then a silly grin stretched across his face.

“Soooo…what would happen if we?”

“NOPE!” you yelled, standing up and leaving, a giant blush covering your nose and cheeks.

 ~a few days later~

 Ardmore and the Colonel were discussing the next steps in their plan to find Jake as you held a firm stance in the shadows of the background. This made your blood flutter, arms crossed, behind the glowing map sprawled across the room. You knew things would eventually come to a head, but your mind always pushed away those bad thoughts.

All you wanted the most…was more time.

“There was a rogue ship that flew over the ocean—” Miles strut through the hologram of Pandora’s landscape “—we pinged its location until we lost it here, but given its direction—” his hand waved across the map “—this group of islands is where we think he’s hiding.”

“You think that a hunch is enough to convince me to send you to a group of islands where Sully could be anywhere, Colonel?” Ardmore beckoned at the countless islands spanning the oceanic map.

“If you give me ships and aircraft, I’ll bring you back his scalp.”

Your head perked up, ears curving forward attentively when you heard Miles’ choice of words. It had been a while since you saw that side of him, making it hard to not be nauseated when it was decided to go ahead with his plan to find your friend.

That was the day you left Bridgehead. The day you left home.

The rush of air vibrated over your ears as land merged into a vast oceanscape, a horizon endless and blue. You turned and beheld the forest one last time, its white cliffs falling off to the rocky waves below, dwindling slowly. The mountainous greenery screamed at you to turn back and stay.

Miles from afar caught your dejected state. This move was necessary for him to find his target, but when he saw the rise and fall of your chest, it made him feel a way that had him sink low. Then he glanced down to see Spider watching you too, sharing the same grief, eyes welling up, only for him to blink fast to stay focused.

Teeth locking firm, the Colonel’s eyes searched the pale distance for something to distract himself.

~

The thunderous crashing of waves filled your senses when your feet landed on the soft sand of the beachside, everyone hopping off their Ikrans to make a base while waiting for the arrival of Captain Scoresby and his ship. You stayed behind and away from the group, shielding yourself with Sylway while you tried to fill your nose with the calming sent of the salted breezed.

A moment later, while you weren’t looking, a few droplets of something wet sprinkled your face, making you flinch and close an eye from the sudden assault of seawater. Locating the source of this attack, you find Spider dashing away with a light giggle.

He got you, now you had to have revenge.

As the Recoms were focused on making camp, you and Spider treaded fast through the moist, thick sand – kicking up some particle behind you while dodging each other’s whips of water as you played in the waves.

Lyle caught your bodies running around and got annoyed. Eyebrows furrowed, some of the others took note of the chaos on the beach and stilled their movements.

“Hey! This isn’t a vacation!’

The Corporal approached fast with heavy steps through the deep sand.

“Sorry we—” you tried to apologize.

“Help us with the camp, dog, or you’re sleeping without a blanket tonight,” he announced.

You weren’t going to protest as you watched the backside of the Recom walking off, only for your eyes to round big when a wet slosh of damp sand was sent flying and hit his neck. He turned around slowly, rage filling his face as he glared at you.

In your defense, you weren’t lying when you pointed a finger at the kid and said, “He did it!”

Having enough, Lyles stormed forward, making you hop into a run as Spider took off beside you.

Miles pinched the bridge of his nose as the rest of his squad abandoned their tasks to follow quickly the screaming prisoner and the kid, while their friend cussed them out from behind. Not wanting Spider to get too seriously hurt by the nine-foot Marine of fury, he trailed with the group, noting how your figure dodged into the woods to safety.

The kid ducked when Lyle reached out, causing him to trip and slide into the wet sand as a wave crashed into his body. The squad burst with roars cheering on the wild child returning to the group triumphantly.

The Colonel’s mouth tugged up, feeling a swell of pride unfold inside his chest while witnessing the giant smile spread across the boy’s face, the Recoms patting him and giving their praises like he was one of their own. Then he turned his attention to the woods. Thinking about finding you through hunting your scent and tracks made his cock twitch.

Leaves and sand crunched under the weight of Miles’ careful footsteps. He observed the world around him and kept track of your prints left behind in a hurry. Then he stopped when the evidence of your run abruptly vanished. All traces of you were gone except for the lingering smell of the sweet soap you used on yourself this morning. Suddenly, a palm cupped his mouth, causing the Marine to go feral. He grabbed the hand’s wrist and twisted the owner in front of him, slamming them against the trunk of a large tree in a fearsome hold.

“If I had my stuff, you’d be beneath a blade,” you said coyishly, a hint of your fangs peeking through your shallow grin.

Tail upright and lashing about, Miles breathed hard, carved pecs rising and falling heavily below his tactical vest, but once he realized he held you of all people, he relaxed and allowed your hands to fall to your side. You propped yourself against the tree he pushed you into, grunting at the rise of sudden pain from the harsh blow, mumbling how you ‘deserved that’ while in your state of brief distress. Then you saw how Miles took you in.

It was hard for him to tear his eyes away as he observed your current state, especially being that he was already hard. Your shoulders, chest, and neck were moist and glistening under the light, leaving a soaked trail of dampness to line the middle of your t-shirt between the two pebbles that marked your breasts under the fabric.

Not much was said verbally but body language was enough. You saw the tent below his beltline and you knew he could see your tits poking through the thin veil of your shirt. Leaning your head back onto the tall bark, the lines of your neck exposed themselves just begging to be covered with the Marine’s hot tongue despite the collar ever present. But to your surprise, he didn’t lunge, he didn’t bite your neck, he simply lifted an arm and held your chin with the knuckle of his index finger, the bed of his thumb brushing the roundness of your chin gently. His eyes were deliberate and studied your face. It was like you two were transported back to that first meeting in the forest clearing near the Old Shack.

Your eyelids shut as you absorbed the Colonel’s touch. In some way, you were thankful he didn’t lunge. This was kinder.

Miles shifted his focus from your eye, to your nose, to your plush lips, the line of your mouth separated only by a hair’s width. They looked soft and tempting. He wanted to taste you.

Oh, he wanted to taste you everywhere.

But this was dangerous territory. He knew better.

The heartbeat in your chest picked up when you felt his large hands cup your face and heard the shift in bodyweight on the leaves below. He was closer. The breath that blew into your face had your cheeks feeling hot. But nothing would come. Nothing would sate the desire that hung between these two bodies in the quiet forest as the hands on your face promptly pulled away with footsteps shuffling quickly.

Heart twisting, you opened your eyes to an empty space.

~

The midnight sky was speckled with white dots of light, like someone had poked holes through the floor of heaven. Relaxed in his cot by the crackling fire encircled by his squad who slept nearby, Miles eyes wandered the constellations. There was a strange calm that settled inside him. He for once didn’t feel like the mighty Colonel Miles Quaritch he had met in the recording what felt like forever ago.

Detaching his eyes from the darkness, he peered over to stare at Spider. He would like to say ‘son,’ but that… wouldn’t sound right. Was he his son? They weren’t even the same, but he couldn’t admit to himself fully yet that he wanted to be someone more to the kid.

How the boy slept comfortably with the exomask boggled the Colonel, but through the clear screen reflecting the dancing flames, he saw a child - still innocent but sad. A responsibility that the human Quaritch abandoned, not even thinking about how if he lost the war on the Tree of Souls, the infants born at Hell's Gate couldn't be sent back to Earth.

Then his gaze landed on your empty bedroll. You were always sneaking off. Perhaps it allowed you a breather. Thinking it best to find you, he got up. Soon enough, as the campfire became a miniscule speck in the darkness on the beach, waves crashing softly at his side, his feet treading in the sand brought him to where you extended your arms with a pair of binoculars at your sights.

You understood the footsteps approaching belonged to Miles. The time spent together had you memorize the pattern he made, same with the rest of the squad, Z-dog being the easiest to pick out. That woman walked like a model, holy shit.

Fangs poking out as you smiled, you addressed the Recom, "It's a little blurry with these, but you can see Earth. So tiny and insignificant. Just a blue shimmer."

Miles never paid much attention to the sky, but somehow, every day he spent looking down at the human's giving him orders, and even when talking with his own, made him wonder how much people cared to look up.

"Why're you out here?"

Putting down the binoculars, your face held a passive grin. He noticed that you weren't distant, simply content, before that fell away.

"I... couldn't sleep," you muttered. "I think the only time I slept through the night was when—" you held your words, a part of you wanting to glance at him, but instead kept your eyes on the waves, Miles barely peeking into the corner of your vision "—you stayed."

The Marine ducked his chin away, adjusting his stance to align with the ocean, trying to come up with something snarky like he could with people who got on his nerves. But these nerves weren't the pissed off kind, no, they grabbed him quietly under his skin as his digits fingered the butt of his pistol. He hadn’t realized he was keeping his breath down before he slowly emptied himself, taking new air into his mouth.

"Thank you for that."

His ears straightened.

There it was.

There was the you he hated.

Giving a thank you when you should be lashing out, biting, ripping at anything thrown to you with fangs snapping at his hand.

But you never did.

You felt gratitude instead, and with that, caused his heart to ache.

He wanted you to hate him. He wanted so badly for you to shout at him that he was a monster. How could you treat him like this? With dignity... with kindness... after humiliating you.

It was difficult for him not to respect that about you. It also made it impossible for him to get you out of his head. But he already had his squad, a second chance at life, and the RDA. He was a Marine. He had everything, didn’t he? But why whenever you or Spider would slip away, he'd feel alone.

With eyes looking to the tiny light that gave his squad warmth in the distance, he wondered what he really had. Then he found himself observing your form again and the way your hair poured freely over your shoulders. Not wanting to be a coward any longer, he stepped closer to you.

Miles took note how your face lined with confusion as your body pivoted slightly at the shrinking proximity he created, to then fade away when you watched his eyes and saw that he was seeing you for the first time. The moonlight gave off a soft illumination to your face that had him wondering if the glowing freckles that patterned your face had always been this unique. Then his hand reached up with measured caution, almost asking you if this was ok.

Your lashes fluttered a tad, breath loose over your lips, as you refused to break the connection held with your gaze, a little frightened, but ready. Knuckles brushed the roundness of your features, cupping your cheek and caressing a thumb over your soft skin. Slowly, the Recom closed the gap and pressed his lips against your hairline for a moment, taking in your smell and the way you paused under him.

This gracious moment the Great Mother spared captured your soul and had your entire body set ablaze. Your mouth couldn’t form the words or thoughts of what to say, only realizing that you were at peace and wanted to remain right here for an eternity. Before long, Miles separated himself from your temple, but he didn’t move away. Instead, he rested the bridge of his nose along yours, eyes closed as he held you, not with hands, but with a wordless love that connected your brows.

With a soft smile pulling at your lips, you were finally at ease…

You were happy.

[defodisturbed]

Mastermind - Recoms x Singer!Recom!reader

(A/N: heyy... hey.. im back :3. im sorry for leaving for SO LONG im dealing with a lot of personal stuff right now but im really trying to write more. i want to get faster at typing and i also needa feed my children. also most of this fic will be exposition and the events leading up to the climax like im not even joking its so long. hope yall enjoy this one. mwah) (and yes I based the songs on Taylor Swift and if you're gonna be in the replies being hateful, gtfo my page (kindly))

What if I told you I'm a mastermind?

And now you're mine.

I had always hid my true past from my teammates. Practically everyone. I only really had a journal, and even that was locked away under my rug under my bed. Nobody knew it was there, and nobody could access it without waking me up or making some kind of noise. It was a sacred book to me. I could talk to... something with it. I could express my feelings of wanting to go back to the way things were, but never wanting to leave Pandora. Never wanting to leave my friends. And never wanting to leave my lovers.

I'm a recombinant for the RDA. When I died in my human body, they had my DNA and were already growing my new body to be revived. I have my memories of my past life, and it was awesome. Until... my mom found out she was drafted for the mission on Pandora. I, being the best kid ever, took her place. My fans were scared for me, and tried to convince me not to. They'd heard it all, how dangerous Pandora was. Especially for a singer with no military experience or knowledge. But I accepted my fate. For my mother. For my family. I had siblings back home, and with me going on tour all the time, I wouldn't be able to take care of them if my mother was gone. So I accepted the fact that I was most likely, if not definitely, going to die on this mission.

And I did. My family recieved the news, but also learned about Project Phoenix. They were relieved to know that their kid was going to be revived, just maybe not the same.

-----

"Hey, ma. How're you?" Prager asked as I sat down at the table. It was lunch at the cafeteria. They pretty much just fed us protein-filled slop most of the time. Rarely, they would throw a cookie in there if it was a holiday on Earth.

"Oh, it's going alright, baby. Thanks. Hey, can I ask you a question?" I replied. Prager nodded and leaned in. "Do you think you could ask the Colonel if we could go out in the forest today and just... explore? He doesn't know this, but I actually have some science friends and they showed me some fruits and animals that we can harvest and safely eat. I tried some and Pandora food is good. Like, really good. I wanna surprise the team, and you know Colonel can't say no to you."

Prager agreed and once the Colonel sat at our table, he immediately started.

"Colonel, I was wondering if we could go out into the forest today and just have some fun. Explore, fuck around in some river or something?" Quaritch looked at Prager and gave that ONE sigh. (A/N: its giving "go get my purse") "Fine. But we ain't bringing a baby viperwolf home because Ja wants one." He glared at Ja. He was always the one to see a stray dog and say "please please pleaaaaase mom can we adopt it??" as a kid.

I silently thanked Prager for doing my bidding as always.

-----

We were out in the forest, going over the rules we've memorized by heart now. Once the Colonel finished up, I immediately took off. I was so excited to get some nice food that I didn't realize the cliff drop below me. I was suddenly falling, the wind rushing past my body and feeling almost painful as it hit my face and went away so fast, over and over again.

I dived head first into a lake. The drop wasn't that bad, I realized. Alicia was first on the scene, peeking over the dropoff with a worried look on her face as she hoped to God I wasn't dead. I waved my hand up at her and called out.

"Get down here, this is so fun!! Don't be afraid to get a running start either!" my voice echoed. "Are you okay??" she shouted back. "I'm amazing!!"

Alicia ran over to the others and told them to watch her. She embraced her inner child as she ran as fast as she could and leaped off the cliff. She felt the wind rush past her face as I had, and splashed in the water with me. The rest of my team ran over and looked. We were... fine? Lopez was next. He gladly jumped and plooshed in with us. Then Prager, Zhang, Walker, Warren, Mansk, Lyle, Fike, and finally... Quaritch. He took a chance and jumped.

We were playing and splashing each other with water as we finally relaxed for once. Of course, we had fear of predators. But we didn't care as much anymore. We were playing like kids and it felt so good.

-

After we dried off and got back to the forest, I took off again. This time, more careful. I found an abandoned basket in pretty good condition and took it with me to collect fruits and veggies. I collected some yovo fruit, some other stuff I didn't know the name of but still knew was safe, and finally it was time to get some meat. I was looking to make some nice Pandora burritos for everyone. I found a nice bow and some arrows, perhaps forgotten by a young hunter excited to show their family their haul.

While I was gathering food, one of my favorite songs got stuck in my head while I was thinking about my life back on Earth. I started humming... then singing the lyrics... then full belting the long notes. I didn't realize Lyle was near, close enough to hear but far enough to stay hidden. He'd never heard my songs because he was in the military before I even debuted. I'm sure he was confused who I was singing.

I got some hexapede meat, some meat from hard fruits, and I also took down a lone viperwolf. I put the stuff in the basket to bring home.

-

"What the Hell is all of this? What've you been doing this entire time? Why do you have a bow? Did you encounter a native?" Colonel asked. I said I found it and saw no booby traps so I took it. I explained that my friends at the lab wanted some samples so I got some for them. Obviously it was a lie, but I couldn't spoil the surprise.

He allowed me to take my findings and harvest home. I thanked him and was so excited to make him and our team a good meal for once.

-----

I got out my cutting board and my cooking knife and started chopping. I cooked some of that chicken-y stuff and some of that fruit. I thanked Mansk in my head for teaching me these things.

-

I radio'd everyone to come to my room. I said I had a surprise for them. "I swear to God, if we get there and you're on the bed naked again I will... actually not be mad." Lyle said back.

"This isn't that kind of surprise, Lyle. Just get over here!"

Once they all were in the room, I retrieved a tray with foil over it. The smell wafted into the room as I uncovered the gift. They were all so surprised and hypnotized by the burritos.

"For you guys! You deserve it. Take one, I insist!" I squealed. They all grabbed one and a paper towel and with the first bite, they relaxed their tense muscles and rolled their eyes back. They hadn't had a good meal like this in a good, long while.

"Hey, Y/N, what song were you singing in the forest? You were really loud... must've been one of your favorites or something. Is it on Spotify?" Lyle asked as he finished his first bite. My eyes widened. "You... heard that?"

"Yeah, I heard a little bit too. It was something about a new romantic or something like that." Zdinarsk added. "Yeah you were singing about something related to rings or something too." Mansk said. "I don't know, I could be wrong, but last time I checked, you weren't married." Lopez said.

"Um... can we forget all of that happened? Sorry, I was just getting carried away and I sang some of my own songs and-" I was soon cut off by the Colonel saying, "Wait- your songs?"

I soon shoved them out of my room, begging them to let it go and to not talk about it again. I closed the door behind me as I slid down the metal wall to the floor. I took some big, deep breaths and checked under my bed to check if my journal and hard drives were still there, even though I'd been with them the entire time. Phew! They're still there. I thought.

-----

The next day, at dinner in the cafeteria, I brought my bag with me and sat down with everybody acting like nothing was wrong. Conversation sparked when someone asked, "So what's everyone planning on doing tomorrow? Ardmore gave us the day off." I said I was planning on bingeing my favorite show wrapped in my blankets with my favorite foods. They all agreed and said they would be training, sleeping, exploring, hooking up, or something fun/relaxing.

I suddenly got a call from my friend on the phone. I knew it was something important, because my phone was blowing up with texts while she was waiting for me to answer. I hurriedly ran off to my room for privacy, forgetting my bag full of personal stuff. Including my hard drives. Zdog decided it couldn't hurt to see what I carry around all day, so she started digging. She found my sunglasses, hairbrush/comb, an unopened soda can, some loose candy, and... hard drives?

"Hey does anyone know why Y/N has hard drives in her bag?" Z asked. Nobody knew, so she decided to take them and pass them out for them to watch later. It for sure wasn't porn, Ardmore would've never let it through. It's gotta be some home videos or something.

-----

Zdog and the others piled onto the bed in her room and uploaded the drives onto her computer. They were numbered. They watched the first one and it was a black screen with the sound of a crowd cheering. It was around an hour long. They watched as a... stage appeared. A big one. It was a stadium full of people. A concert? Then appeared the person performing. It was... you. Some already made the connections, while others took a little bit. You were performing for around 70,000 people along with cameras so everyone could watch it live. they watched all of the hard drives all throughout the night, only falling asleep when they went through all of them.

-----

You were in your room, hanging up the call. turns out it was just some cute guy flirted with her at a restaurant. Only then did you realize that you left your bag in the cafeteria. You immediately went back for it, checking everything was there because people just love to snoop. You realized all of your hard drives were missing. You soon were banging on the Colonel's door, asking if he'd seen anybody take them or had anything in their hands. He wasn't there. You knocked on everyone's door and nobody answered. You went back to your room, wailing into your pillow. Those drives were the last thing you had of Earth. Of your entire life before the military. Soon enough, you cried yourself to sleep. In the morning, you slept in. It was your day off, after all. You heard a knock on the door. You recognized it as Z. You opened the door and there she was. She came in without an invite and immediately sat on your bed.

"Y/N. I am... just so sorry. When you left your bag in the cafeteria, I looked through it when I should've respected your privacy. I found hard drives and took all of them to my room and the rest of the team and I watched all of them. In order. All the way through. I am so sorry for disrespecting your right to privacy and watching the videos that were obviously private." She closes her eyes softly, looking down toward the floor with her hands twiddling in her lap. Too embarrassed and disappointed with herself to even look at me.

"Z, I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have been so secretive. Especially with the ones who love me most. The truth is, I was a very rich and famous singer on Earth. You probably know that by now. So does everyone else. But I'm trying to work through it and not be embarrassed to share my past."

"It's not your fault. I love you. We love you. You never have to hide anything from us, but if you don't want it to be shared, that's okay too. So... can we listen to some of your songs?" Z laughed. I said yes an radio'd everyone to come to my room. I had a surprise.

MWAH I love yall!!!! hope you guys enjoyed i've had this au stuck in my head since like last year :) 💋💋

@dyingofcookies ITS HERE BESTIE

[whxre-bxby]

what if, for ‘This Is What You Came For’ part 2 Quaritch gets his turn with you, while all the other recoms are there to watch 👀

FUCK YEAH BABY HERE WE GO THIS SHIT TOOK ME HOURS!

“This Is What You Came For” Pt.2 

The Teasing Never Stops

"This Is What You Came For" 1

Masterlist

WARNINGS: SMUT, angst, tiniest little bit of fluff if you squint, Non-con, ABSOLUTE HUMILIATION AND DEGRADING, mean Quaritch, teasing recoms, crying, voyeurism

A/N: I got so embarrassed and red writing this, enjoy <3 I'm also sick with a sore throat and shit but I provide :)

Word count: 7309

I can’t remember what happened after that… intense session. Lyle was carrying me and I may have very well passed out. 

When my memory came back, I was in a cell-like room. My body was pressed up sideways against a wall and I was sitting on a bench inside it. It was very small and completely empty. I lift my head, looking around and seeing that the door was made of thick glass. It was an automatic sliding door. Maybe I could break it down or figure out how to open it. 

I go to move off the bench but stop once I feel my limbs not move with me. I glance down to see that my wrists have been handcuffed together. 

Wow, so much for them being nice, huh?

There was a green and red blinking light. It seemed like a motion sensor because it definitely wasn’t a camera. 

I lean my head back against the wall, feeling sore between my legs and completely exhausted. 

The handcuffs were starting to become uncomfortable and red rings formed on the skin of my wrists. I didn’t even feel like standing up. 

The foreign feeling of wearing proper clothes had me unable to relax. I noticed I was wearing something very similar to what Z-Dog wearing the last time I saw her. Except I had shorts with I assume her or Walker’s tank top. No bra or underwear but it didn’t bother me. 

After a few minutes of silence, I heard distant voices and some humans opened a large door, which led to the room with the cells. One of them being mine. All other cells were empty. 

Leaning down and emerging on the other side was the Colonel. My ears automatically tip back but I watch him with a neutral face. I didn’t like him for what he did but he didn’t seem like he wanted to kill me last time, so I wasn’t going to push my luck. 

A few humans waited by the entrance while he looked around and walked over to my cell. When his eyes caught mine he smiled a devilish smile. 

“Mornin’. Or should I say, afternoon?” he teased. I must have been out for long. 

“What happened?” I ask, stretching my arms and back. 

“You passed out on the way back. That was yesterday, sweetheart.” he informed me, standing tall outside the glass or clear plastic door cell. There were breathing holes in it, so I roughly heard what he was saying. 

“Oh.” I whisper, not knowing what to do. 

He stared at me in silence for a while, as if he were weighing out his options and assessing the situation. After about a minute, he shifted his weight from one leg to the other and sighed. 

“I’m gonna open this door and you’re going to come with me, understood? No struggling or fighting, otherwise there will be consequences.” Quaritch says, warning me with his stern tone. 

It’s not like I really have a choice. I feel weak anyway. And my hands are no good right now, so I nod and he confirms my decision with a firm nod of his head.

The Colonel calls over a person in a lab coat and they open the door with their keycard. He moves to the side, to let me walk past but I wasn’t sure I would even be able to get up yet. 

Slowly I turned to the side and let my feet touch the ground. At least my ankles weren’t tied. 

I push myself off the bench and quickly lean against the wall with my flattened-out palms while I try to control the shaking of my knees. 

“What? Ya need a wheelchair?” Quaritch asks, leaning against the door frame and smirking. 

I scoff. Yeah right. I was going to spare myself that embarrassment. 

“No. I’m fine.” I mumble, pushing myself off the wall and taking a shaky step forwards. 

He huffs, seeming frustrated with how long it's taking me. But he doesn’t comment on it or get angry which surprises me. After all, I can’t walk because of his goddamn orders and his soldiers. 

Quaritch offers me a hand, stretching it out in front of him and opening his palm to me. 

I stare up at him, wondering whether he was serious. A gesture like that was one of the last things I expected. 

“Come on, hurry it up. I don’t have all day.” he says, urging me to take his hand and follow him. 

Quaritch did in fact have all day. He cancelled all his plans and tasks he had to complete today as Colonel so he could focus on you. While he wasn’t really sure what to expect and what to even do with you now that they had captured you, he knew he would have to devote his full attention to it. 

“This is your doing.” I say, not looking at him but at my feet so that I don’t trip. He scoffs at my words. 

I stretch out my right arm and my left follows, placing my hand into his open palm and taking another step. 

“There we go.” he coos, looking down at my legs to make sure I don’t tangle them. 

Once I’m out of the cell I stop and look around. 

“You gonna be able to speed it up? If not, I will have you put in a wheelchair.” he tells me and it starts off by sounding nice and considerate and gradually his sentence turns into a threat. As if he can’t help himself but always be a little mean. 

“I’ll be fine.” I mumble and he slightly nods before looking up at the exit doors. 

He starts walking and I’m dragged behind him. My legs suffer the first few steps but quickly adapt to the feeling of walking and soon I let go of his hand. He doesn’t react when I pull it away, he just leads the way to where we are going. I look behind us to see a person in a lab coat jogging behind us and holding a clipboard. Next to them are two soldiers with their guns aimed at me. 

I roll my eyes. If I would have wanted to kill them it would have been done by now. 

We come to the end of the hallway and Quaritch looks behind him to see how I’m doing. Then another door automatically slides open and I see a big empty room. Well, empty of people, not equipment. There are benches and monitors and in the background, I see hologram-like pictures of Jake, Neytiri, Grace, Norm, the village that was set on fire and a picture of me. Human me. I walk inside and branch off from Quaritch who is telling a human to gather his squad here. 

I stop in front of the hologram of my face. Next to it are a few other pictures of me working for the RDA. Then there is one of my Na’vi self, right next to my face. As if they were comparing the features to find out whether it was really me. 

I stare at my human form, remembering what it was like. I hadn’t seen her in years. Then again, she wasn’t who I wanted to be. I didn’t like her. She used to have bad intentions and morally messed up thoughts. She was a weapon and not an individual form of life. 

Quaritch had come up behind me, keeping a distance but looking over my shoulder at my past self. He seemed to be in deep thought. 

I was staring at a picture I completely forgot existed. I used to have it in a frame on my nightstand when I was human and working for the RDA. It was a picture Norm took of Trudy and me with her newly assigned fighter helicopter. We were both in charge of it and it was ours to take out for missions. 

She looked so happy, posing with me while we were installing the new equipment. 

That was the helicopter she died in too. We both took it out after painting it with warpaint and when the helicopter was hit, it knocked me off and I fell. The huge leaves caught me and when I looked back up in the sky, the helicopter was a flaming fireball, falling to the ground. Tears swelled in my eyes and my heart ached.

I flicked to a new picture, one taken of me and… Grace. That was when Lyle and I accompanied her to get samples from the forest. He was in the background while she and I smiled for the camera. 

I did miss her too. 

The Colonel’s breathing seems to have stopped when he saw this picture. He knew now that he was responsible for both of their deaths but I couldn’t tell whether he felt guilty or not. But something was definitely bothering him.

Suddenly, his hand reached past my body and he picked up a holo tablet. My eyes followed his hands and he gestured over to a bench. 

“Sit down here.” he says. It’s surprisingly not a stern, angry order. He’s talking to me like I’m one of his soldiers again. It warms my heart a little. But I couldn’t let it get to me. I knew they were horrible people. Worse than me. Their intentions stayed the same while mine had shifted to love Pandora. 

My gaze flickers between him, the tablet and the bench. I decide not to make this difficult because he isn’t currently being awfully rude.

I walk towards him and sit in front of him on the bench. He watches in approval but his expression stays neutral and emotionless. 

I cross my legs on the wooden seat and look up at him. The Colonel hands me the tablet and I continue examining my old self. 

Just seeing the relationship I had with them before and seeing how happy I looked before realising how fucked up the RDA’s actions were. It was weird to think that that young girl was me. Her mind seems so different to mine now. 

Quaritch is leaning against a desk, facing me and watching my reactions as I flick through the pictures. 

Then my ears twitch to a new noise of distant footsteps, laughter and voices. I keep my eyes on the tablet though, getting an odd feeling of deja-vu. 

The recoms walk in and stop at the entrance, seeing their Colonel and then …me. I’m awake and not being held down. Huh. 

“Colonel.” Lyle greets and Quaritch snaps out of his thoughts and glances at his soldiers. Quickly, he pushes himself from the desk and straightens his posture. 

He nods in their direction before they move into the room. A few of them sit down while others stand and a type of circle is formed. It’s odd that there is a structure and order in all their actions. Then again, it does seem familiar. 

I tear my eyes away from the holopad and look around. I’m still not comfortable in all of their presence. They’re bad people and I still want to go home. My ears are tipped back and I don’t look anyone in the eyes. 

Z-Dog stands close to her superior, eyeing me down. It doesn’t go unnoticed that my hands are still cuffed together. 

Lyle takes a seat next to me but he’s not in my space so I don’t react. Mansk stands opposite Zdinarsk, also watching me. Maybe they were wondering why I wasn’t completely restricted. Or maybe they were afraid they would get beaten up again. Yeah, let’s settle for that. They were afraid.

Then Ja moves next to me, sitting much closer to me than Lyle. His legs spread in a mansplaining position and his knee nudges mine.

I glare at him and remove my legs from their previous position, keeping them placed firmly next to each other and on the ground now.

He smirked at me and my reaction, his eyes twinkling as he stared into mine while keeping his leg there where it was. 

I wasn’t going to deal with his teasing so I looked straight ahead, keeping my ears flat and back. My tail flicked with irritation and I returned to look at the holopad on my lap. 

“Alright squad, listen up.” Quaritch announces, clasping his hands together and gaining everyone’s attention. Ja also stops staring at me and faces forward. 

“There’s a slight change in plan, now that we have accomplished half our mission.” he continues and people listen, occasionally nodding along. 

I scoff which his sensitive ears capture and his head turns to me. The others also watch me, waiting for their Colonel’s reaction. 

“Half the mission?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. Old Y/N is back now. My silent examining self was gone and was replaced with my attitude. 

“That’s right.” Quaritch says, becoming annoyed. He says it in a way that urges me to keep talking. 

“Wasn’t the mission to kill me?” I ask, tilting my head. He opens his mouth to reply but my curiosity gets the better of me. 

“Which reminds me, how come I’m still alive?” I continue to push, genuinely confused why they haven’t tortured and killed me yet. While I was unconscious they had the perfect opportunity to get rid of me. 

He sighs, glaring me down. 

“It was. Now, you’ve helped us realise that you can make yourself more useful to us alive rather than dead.” he snarled, his own ears tipping back. Mine, therefore, perk forward at his words. What was he talking about? It better not be sexual. If I was going to become their personal toy I might as well just kill myself. I wasn’t going to willingly experience that humiliation again, no matter how good it may feel. 

“If you’re going to use me as some kind of toy then I will make your lives hell on Pandora. I swear to god-” I start going off, words leaving my lips before I can run them through my head. 

All the soldier's attention was really peaking now. Memories of yesterday flood their minds again, reminding them of the dirty pictures you left behind in their heads.

“I was going to say you can help us learn how to be Na’vi, but since your dirty little mind can’t help itself, we can put your wish to a test.” Quaritch steps forward, continuing to glare down at me. I hear Ja and Lyle both chuckle next to me as I try to keep my composure. 

Quaritch raises an eyebrow and I look away in defeat. There was once again too much attention on me. I couldn’t handle it and I didn’t want to be blushing in front of them. I needed to gain or regain a good image.

“You gonna cooperate and teach us your damned language?” he asks and I huff before nodding. Pfft, ‘damned’ language. I’ve grown to prefer Na’vi over English.

“Words, sweetheart.” the Colonel says and I look up again. 

“Yes.” The words softly leave my mouth, my voice much quieter. He smirks evilly, enjoying how he was able to make me fall back in line. Especially after I proved how much I was to handle. 

“Alright then. Ms L/N, the board is yours.” Quaritch says, moving to the side for me to get up. I sigh, making sure they know I’m not happy doing this before getting up with the holopad and walking to the desk the Colonel was leaning against before. 

“Anyone who isn’t part of this mission leaves now.” Quaritch orders and a few humans who were hanging around the entry door turned to leave. 

Z-Dog got up too. She was part of this mission but she was working with Walker, Zhang, Warren and a few other soldiers who didn’t witness the unholy events that occurred the day before. 

She walked out, closing the door behind her. The room had windows which connected to the hallway so we could still see the rest of the workforce passing our room. 

Then the attention was back on me. Everyone was sitting now except for me and Quaritch. 

“What do you want me to explain?” I ask, feeling clueless. Did they want me to recite the Na’vi alphabet to them or sing them children's songs?

“Whatever you deem as important.” Miles said but I just blankly stared at him. 

“This is bullshit.” I say, hating that I had to do this. Prager and Mansk chuckled while Fike and Lopez exchanged looks. Brown kept his focus on me, not seeming fazed by the behaviour of his colleagues.  

“Don’t push it.” Quaritch warned and Lyle grinned. 

“Can you at least undo these?” I ask, holding up my cuffed wrists. 

“If you give us a good lesson, I’ll consider it.” he smirks, crossing his arms in front of his chest while shifting his weight from one leg to another and I huff. 

“Fine.” I mumble. “Are you even getting paid for this?” I then ask, curiously. 

Quaritch lets out a frustrated groan, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“We’ve been given a second chance at life Y/N, we don’t expect money after that.” He snarls. 

“Seems like you’re kind of throwing that opportunity away.” I say looking away, reflecting on how they are doing exactly what got them killed last time. 

“Start explaining some shit before I throw you back in that cell.” Quaritch threatens me, raising his voice and I flinch a little.

I start explaining basic things like greetings and the hand gestures one does. 

“Can you write it down?” Lyle asks after a while and I pause. I don’t know whether his question was genuine because I didn’t expect them to actually want to learn any of this. 

“Yeah, but you won’t be able to read it. The letters don’t look anything like your ones.” I say and continue telling them about anything I think is valid. 

That’s something along the lines of “If you see the fruit with a red stem and purple bud, you can eat it but make sure the petals around it are yellow and not grey.” Or “Animals on Pandora are not there for our use. They live among the people and share our home.” 

I was now leaning against the desk myself, feeling a little more comfortable talking until I noticed something new. 

Eventually, the attention seems to leave what I am saying and focuses on my body. I notice a few eyes staring at my chest and waist and it irritates me. Quaritch him fucking self is looking me over even though he is the one that asked me to teach them. 

I start saying something about the culture and clothing until Lopez interrupts. 

“Did she not get a bra?” he asks Brown who is sitting next to him. Ja grins, his eyes shameless staring at my chest. 

I look down to see that my nipples are visible through the fabric. It wouldn’t bother me, given the fact that the chest piece I usually wore would often slip and even reveal my bare chest. But in their presence and with their predatory eyes, it seemed to have a different effect on me. 

Lyle turns to Mansk and Ja. ”Didn’t give ‘er any panties either.” he grins and immediately I feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Their laughter makes me feel helpless and ashamed for something I am not responsible for. 

“Hey Y/N, how do you say ‘panties’ in Na’vi?” Fike calls out in a teasing way, nudging Prager in the shoulder. 

My ears strain as far back as possible. “You don’t.” I snarl, my tail wrapping around my leg. The word didn’t exist and it didn’t need to.

“How ‘bout ‘flustered’?” Mansk asks, leaning forward and grinning. My head snaps to him.  Shit, were my cheeks really visibly red? I don’t respond to that because I know they aren’t even genuine questions. They’re just trying to embarrass me and have their fun. 

“Can you explain how mating works?” Lyle asks, not letting it be. I want to be engulfed by the ground when I hear his question. I swallow nervously, fiddling with my restricted hands and glancing at Quaritch. I hope to see a disappointed or angry look on his face caused by the behaviour of his soldiers but he is just staring right back at me, not a hint of emotion on his face other than slight amusement. The comments and questions don’t faze him and he has no problem with what is being said. 

That makes my blood boil. 

Lyle is still looking at me, awaiting an answer and so are the others now too. 

“It’s not that different.” I say, my voice breaking and the words almost turning into a whisper. 

“A little louder, baby.” Ja says, leaning forward on his legs and resting his chin in one of his palms. 

He smiles, pretending that his teasing had no bad intentions and was completely innocent. I knew damn well it wasn’t and their minds were filthier than my one could ever be. 

He seems to be having a good time. That’s a strong contrast to how I’m feeling. 

“It’s not that different.” I repeat, listening to them and speaking up. Lopez chuckles while Ja’s smirk turns into a shit-eating grin. 

“Different from what?” Lyle asks, standing up now and slowly walking up to me. “From how we fucked you dumb yesterday?” 

My eyes go wide at his bold words and I stare at him in disbelief. I open my mouth to try and reply but let’s be honest here, how the fuck does one respond to that?

“Huh?” he asks, not dropping it. He’s standing right in front of me, towering over me even though we’re both Na’vi. 

“Move out the fuckin way, man. Can’t see shit.” Brown calls out and Lyle grins. 

Lyle moves to the side and his hand comes up to grab my face. I flinch away and move away from his hands but he grabs me by the arm and grips my jaw tighter between his hand this time, making me look up at the other soldiers. 

“Look at how shy she’s gettin’.” he laughs when I refuse to look at anyone and just close my eyes or stare up at the ceiling. “Aww, come on baby it’s okay. We’ve seen more than this.” he coos, mocking me and I whine, trying to move away, hoping he would let go of me. 

“That’s enough.” I hear Quaritch’s stern voice almost shout from the other side of the room. Lyle lets go of my face and I drop my head down, sighing in relief. 

When I glance at the Colonel, he’s saying something to Prager who then gets up and heads over to the windows. 

Quaritch calmly makes his way over to me and I can feel the energy of authority he carries. It has Lyle taking a safe step back, distancing himself from me.

I can make out that Prager is pulling down the blinds on the windows from the corner of my eye but the realisation is subconscious. I’m too distracted watching the Colonel walk over to me with an unreadable look on his face. Even though I don’t work under his command anymore, he still remains so unbearably intimidating.

“Sit down.” he orders and Lyle nods, returning to his seat in a few quick strides. Prager also sat back down now and the room seems more enclosed with the windows not being seen. 

He comes up to stand next to me and sends a harsh glare to his recoms. 

“Leave the poor lady alone.” he says, turning to face them and placing a hand on my shoulder. It’s still bigger than my hands and almost engulfs my entire shoulder. 

“She’s tryin’ to help us and teach us what we need to know and all you lot can do is tease ‘er.” he continues lecturing his team. My eyes widen and I look up at him but his eyes remain fixed on his soldiers. Some of them are looking at the ground or at their hands with their grins wiped clean off their faces. 

“Look at the poor thing, you’ve embarrassed her. She can’t even look us in the eye now.” The Colonel continues. 

Wow. My mind was blown. Quaritch was standing up for me. Why though? He didn’t seem to care earlier.

Finally, the teasing ended and they were told off for it. I couldn’t believe it was happening. It seemed almost too good to be true. 

I was distracted by my thoughts, wondering why he chose to save me now. His words faded from my hearing slightly as I fought back a smile. 

“Give me your hands, sweetheart.” He finally spoke, looking down at me. His voice was a little softer but his face was still neutral. I was hoping for an apologetic look but he didn’t give me one. I brushed it off, holding my locked up hands to him. He held them and opened the handcuffs, sliding them into the pocket of his cammies. 

I rubbed my wrists which had marks on the skin from the cuffs. 

Quaritch turned back to his soldiers while I stood next to him, my tail swaying from side to side now. 

“If you ever speak to her like that again, we’re going to have a problem.” he continued and my heart fluttered at his words. I was saved. 

“You’re never going to touch her like that again either, understood?” he added and I looked to see whether he was looking at Lyle because Lyle had just had a tight grip on me, but he wasn’t. Quaritch was looking at everyone which meant he was referring to past events. My tail stopped moving. Why did he have to bring that up again?

“And if you think you’re ever gonna get to see her like that again,” he spoke and I grimaced slightly, wondering what the point of his mentioning all this was again. “...then you ain’t that wrong.” 

My heart stopped and I froze completely. What did he just say…?

I was in the motion of looking up but my movements stopped when his rough hand attached itself to the hem of my tank top and it was swiftly pulled up and over my chest. 

I gasp, my eyes shooting wide open again as I go to cover my bare chest. The fabric pooled above my breasts and my hands flew to pull it down but just as they reached up, the same hand that pulled up the cloth, caught both my hands and held them in the air. 

I glanced at Quaritch in disbelief and he had an evil smirk on his lips. His other hand curled around the bunched-up top and pulled it over my head. 

I struggled in his grip, trying to free myself but it was absolutely no use. 

The soldiers had meanwhile all looked up and their eyes were blown wide. They weren’t expecting Quaritch to do that but they sure as hell weren’t complaining. 

“This,” he snarls, throwing the tank top behind him “this,” Quaritch reaches down to my shorts and since there is no belt to properly hold them up, he pulls them down my legs and kicks them away. 

I’m completely bare and I put on leg infront of the other, raising it a little to cover myself in any way possible. His hand then holds my face similar to the way Lyle did before. 

“And this,” he makes me look up at his soldiers again, some of who’m are grinning. “...is mine.” 

I whimper, tears filling my eyes as complete and utter embarrassment and shame flood my senses. 

“Don’t cry baby, they’ve seen you like this before.” Quaritch cooed, wiping a tear from my cheek but more hot tears spilt down my flushed skin. 

“This isn’t- fair.” I sob. Yes, his and the recom’s presence had me feeling excited because they all looked so damn good. I also happened to have slept with all of them more or less so of course I would be a little attracted to them. But now, it seemed as though he knew that very well and Quaritch always managed to use the situation to his advantage. 

“Never said it would be, sweet’eart.” he said, grinning. He let my arms go and I curled them around my body, managing to hide myself for a few seconds. Then I was picked up and placed onto the desk which to Quaritch’s delight was at about waist height. The room was built for Na’vi-sized soldiers, not humans. It came in handy. 

I was placed on the desk, facing the others and Quaritch was standing to my right, scanning over my bare body. I instinctively crossed my legs over each other and watched his ears tip back when he saw the movements. 

“You either open ‘em now or I’ll do it for you. What’s it gonna be?” he said, looking into my eyes now. 

My ears are already strained all the way back and I bare my fang at him, hissing. I hated him for this. I hated the effect he had on me and how he knew exactly what to do and when to do it. I also knew I stood no chance and it made me hate him even more. 

“Alright then.” he chuckled darkly, harshly grabbing my knees with both his hands and forcing my legs open. I leaned forward trying to curl myself over my body but he placed one hand on my chest and pushed me all the way back. 

I lay on the desk, my head hanging off the other side with my legs opened in front of eight men whose hungry eyes were devouring the sight. I heard a groan which definitely did not come from Quaritch and I covered my hot face with my sweaty palms. 

Quaritch smirked, holding my legs in place before one of his hands starts to rub my pussy. 

A dark chuckle left his throat. “I thought you weren’t enjoying this Y/N.” 

The teasing never stopped. He glided his fingers through my shamefully slick folds and then pushed a finger into me. When he pulled it out, he held it up for the others to see too. 

Lyle muttered something which I didn’t understand but it made the Colonel grin. 

“Can’t get enough, huh, you little vixen?” Quaritch said, lightly slapping my pussy. I cried out, flinching away from his touch and biting my fist. 

“Fuckin’ hell.” Ja mumbled, adjusting his pants. “Colonel, can I-” he started saying but was cut off. 

“Forget it.” Quaritch snarled, almost hissing at Ja who leaned back on his deck and crossed his arms over his chest. 

“You had your goddamn turn.” Miles adds, focusing his attention back on me. He pushed two fingers in and I whined. 

“Please- it hurts.” I say, the plea being meant to ask him to stop. I was sore from yesterday but he interpreted it differently.

“You have it that bad, baby?” he scoffed, pushing his fingers back in. I gasped, trying to move away but I would just fall from the desk. 

“No.” I cry out. “I can’t- do this. It still-” 

“Shhh.” he hushed me, losing his tight grip and closing my legs. His hand rubbed my thigh in an oddly comforting way. He traced a tattoo on my hip that I got before joining the Marines. It made him smile. A part of old me would always be there. It marked me as a Sky Person which amused the Colonel. 

He moved around the desk, now no longer standing in front of it but on the side. He pulled me up by my hips and moved me so that I was laying in front of him again. 

The others were seeing me from the side, all of them sitting and watching intently on my right. 

“You’ll be fine.” he said, but it was not reassuring to me. He said it as if he were waving my worries off. With the way he was looking at me, it seemed he was too distracted to properly even process my words. 

He pulled my legs up and open again, tracing a hand down my thigh as he stared down at my glistening heat. 

I wasn’t sure whether it hurt because of yesterday or whether I was feeling that needy, but my question was soon to be answered. 

He let me go and started undoing his pants. I bent my legs and tried to cover myself in any way possible but it didn’t even make sense to me anymore. I was completely naked in front of them all once again and covering myself with my hands is pointless. 

Quaritch had meanwhile undone his pants and pulled them down just enough so that his dick was out. I looked up at him and saw it. Fuck, this was going to hurt. He was big too. 

I covered my face again, trying to turn to the side and away from the unwanted audience but he flipped me back on my back.

The hard desk beneath me was uncomfortable for my tail. 

Quaritch pulled my hips closer to his and my legs were placed on his shoulders. I didn’t even fight it anymore. Even if I would kick him in the face, I would have to knock out another 7 soldiers to get away and then figure out how to get out of this building with others around. It wouldn’t work. I was too out of it to be able to think properly. I just wanted to be curled up in a ball and covered.

As attracted as I was to everyone in the room, I was most definitely not used to this much attention and it was shockingly overwhelming. 

“Beg for it, baby. Then I promise to make you feel good.” Quaritch teased, his tail amusedly swaying behind him. 

No fucking way was I doing that. 

“Fuck you.” I snarl, glaring at him and trying to remove a leg from his shoulder but he held it in place. A few chuckles erupted from the soldiers seated. 

“The sooner you beg, the sooner this will be over, sweetheart. I can have you layin’ here like this all day.” he adds, grinning down at me while his hand glides up and down my leg. 

I groan out in frustration, my tail thudding against the desk. I stay quiet for a while, wondering whether he will give up but he doesn’t. Quaritch raises a challenging eyebrow and I huff. There was no good way out of this for me.

“Please.” I whisper, still covering my face. 

“Louder.” Quaritch says, removing the hands from my flushed face.

“Please.” I repeat so that everyone can hear it. 

“Please, what?” he grins, licking over his fangs and resting the side of his head on my calf that was on his shoulder.

I gulp, wanting to kill him for the words I was about to say. 

“Please fuck me.” I whine, covering my mouth again as soon as the words leave my lips. 

He chuckles.”Why didn’t ya just say so?”

Quaritch presses the tip of his dick against my entrance and I tense up, unsure of how it will feel. 

Almost instantly, his hips snap forward and he’s pushing all of himself into me at once. 

I cry out, fresh tears forming in the corners of my eyes. My hands grip the sides of the desk when I feel his abdomen press against my ass. He’s bottomed me out. 

The belly bulge they pointed out last time had formed again and Quaritch peered down at it. God, did it raise his ego to be this big. 

“Fuck-” I swear, whining out and clenching my eyes closed. 

“You okay?” Quaritch asks with a hint of worry. His words surprise me. 

“Hurts...” I whimper, biting my lip while my chest heaves. 

He doesn’t move for a while, he just traces patterns on my skin until my face is no longer contorted in discomfort. 

“It’ll get better.” he hushes my small cry and pulls out, before gently letting himself be engulfed again. He exhales shakily, his own needs finally being heard. 

Before being able to complain or do anything else, he pulls out again and I’m flipped over. My chest presses into the cool material of the desk and my hips are now hanging off the edge while my toes barely touch the ground. 

Miles almost immediately thrusts back inside and I arch my back, leaning on my forearms now. My teeth are clenched and I hiss at the feeling of the new angle. 

He thrusts into me with precise and strong strokes before he stills and I feel a hand wrap around my braid. My eyes shoot open and I tense up again. I feel him run his hand down it before picking up the tip. 

“No!” I shout, trying to turn around. “No- don’t do that.”

He holds me down by placing his hand on my back. 

“Why not?” he teased, examining my queue. I notice that everyone is watching the small strings of nerves move around in my braid.  

“It can’t be undone. It’s for life. Don’t you dare.” I threaten him, looking over my shoulder and snarling the words at him. 

“Do you have some boyfriend you’ve done it with?” he asks mockingly, wondering whether I was perhaps already mated. I let my head drop down and into my arm. “Does he fuck this pussy as good as me?”

“No.” I mumble, but he hears it. It answered both questions. 

The answer is like music to his ears. 

“Don’t you wanna try it? I am the reason you’re alive after all.” he says, trying to hit me with some of his twisted words of truth. Then again, he was also the reason I was captured here. 

I don’t answer because I’m rethinking my choices. I did meet a nice Na’vi man once, but as soon as he found out I used to be human. That ended it. It would always ruin any chance I would get. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea?

My silence shows Quaritch that I’m not protesting, so he doesn’t wait any longer. 

He pulls his own braid over his shoulder and pinches the base of both out queues. I flinch and look over my shoulder, in anticipation of what is to come. 

He held our queues together and the strings created a bond, shining a small white light before becoming one stable string. Both our pupils were blown wide as our senses were flooded with the feeling of being connected to each other. My eyes fluttered closed a little when I felt his arousal and he growled, grasping my hips before setting a pace again. 

Quaritch was thrusting into me, hitting all spots inside me and showing attention to my body. He could now feel what felt good for me and focused on that. 

My tail curled upwards and I stretched my arms out in front of me, pushing back against Miles. 

He was being filled with the need to deeply breed me. Something he had never thought of before. He needed to fill me up with his cum until it was seeping out of my pussy and I couldn’t take anymore. 

Never again was anyone except for him going to touch you. You were his now. 

I bit my lip and with the next thrust, I moaned. He felt so good it was making my mind fuzzy. 

He grinned, while breathlessly panting a little. Miles stabilised himself by holding my hips and one of his hands wrapped itself around my tail and tugging me back with every thrust. 

“Shit.” I cursed, balling my fists up before pressing my chest off the desk again and arching my back while leaning against my forearms. 

“That’s it. Take it baby.” Miles hisses between clenched teeth. His hips were starting to stutter every few thrusts and I knew he was as close as I was. My tail wrapped around the arm holding it and I let my head fall back, not caring about how exposed I was to the rest of the soldiers. 

They were mesmerised by the sight before them and I couldn’t even focus on anything else except the way Miles was fucking me into the desk. 

His hand reached back and he delivered a stinging spank to my ass, making me cry out again. 

“That’s for being such a pain in the ass.” he chuckled before picking up his speed and making the desk wobble. My mouth is hanging open in pleasure and not a proper thought is able to reach my mind at this instant. 

“I’m gonna fill you up now and you’re going to take it all.” He growled, leaning forwards and placing his outstretched arms on either side of my back while his hips continued to rut inside me. His fangs were bared as the primal instincts shone through both of our bodies.

I quickly nodded, needing to feel him do that otherwise I would explode. 

Within the next few seconds, he thrust so hard that it pushed me over the edge. My whole body tensed and I clenched around him. Miles’ hips stilled and he buried himself as deep inside me as he could before releasing his load into my throbbing pussy. 

“Fuck.” he moaned while white waves of pleasure shot through our bodies. It was twice as intense because I felt my orgasm along with his. 

Our bodies relaxed against each other and I panted against the desk, dropping my head down again. 

He was leaning against my angled hips and soon enough our tsaheylu’s bond disconnected and my braid fell onto my back. It was done. We were mated for life. The realisation hit me only now and I didn’t know how to feel about it. 

Miles slowly straightened his posture and pulled out, tucking himself back into his pants before watching his cum flow out of my pussy. The sight was one of the best things he had seen in years. 

When he looked at my limp body, he felt guilty for his actions and for forcing himself onto me. 

“Give me that.” he ordered Mansk to give him my shorts and top. 

I was lifted and re-dressed by Miles. My eyes scanned the room and I felt slightly ashamed. I looked down, my ears tipped back again, showing my discomfort. 

Quaritch noticed it and stopped. He didn’t quite know how to make me feel better but he wasn’t going to let anyone else comfort me.

“I’m sorry.” he spoke softly, his gaze no longer intimidating me. 

I hesitate to answer. “It’s okay.” I reply, even though I’m not sure it is. We were mated for life. I didn’t know what would happen now. 

He smiled at my words but he could tell I wasn’t sure of them either. 

“Dismissed.” he announces to his squad. “Go deal with yourselves.” 

They all stood up, some grinning and looking at me before adjusting their pants a little and leaving. 

The door closes behind them.

“It’ll all get better soon.” Miles says, placing a hand on my back in comfort. I look up at him, wondering what he means. But he as well isn’t sure of his words.

I nod and he embraces me. Something we have never done before. I had my head pressed against his chest while his arms cradled my upper body. 

“Let me take care of you baby.” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my head. The gesture makes me melt and I lean further into him, accepting his offer. 

(please don't ask me to make part 3.I have no ideas for that and I promise I have so many more story ideas coming)

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@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @lovekeeho   @luciddasherer @misscaller06 @clora95  @mxddymay @nanamislut321 @dangerslutx @ndjhs7 @winxschester

[timetravellingshinigami]

Mansk isn't paid enough to feed the Deja Blu team (Wainfleet)

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Edits by @ viks_ss

[sunandsstars]

More Recom Squad x Reader please! Like how they first met her and stuff, honestly I’d take a whole fic of them 😭😭😭

FIRST MEETINGS

Recombinants x Medic!Reader

Summary: It was love at first sight, a cute little human taking care of them? What more can they ask for.

Warnings: N/A Word count: 1.1k

Taglist: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @eywas-heir @reneehillary69 @cavvedinn @itsyoboysparkel @doggodorime @dumb-fawkin-bitch

They were soldiers, hard muscle on the outside and hard brains on the inside. They showed no fear, death was their middle name, they never gave mercy and shot who deemed worthy of meeting the end of their guns.

But when they first met their personal doctor they became whipped. It was embarrassing, big macho men and women folding at the sight of a little human woman.

General Ardmore was showing Deja Blu around the main control centres, giving them all the information they lost within the fifteen years they were dead. She strolled into one of the medical centres, it being filled with gurneys, high tech equipment and avatar related items. “And this here is where you will specifically be patched up since no other medic wing deals with anything Avatar”

The team looked around in wonder, there was stuff they’ve never seen even on Hellsgate. They admired the hologram projections and cool lab equipment, touching them with big hands and picking them up to look closer. Zhang held up a Na’vi skull model, twisting it around and raising a brow.

“Excuse me!” a little voice cried out to the right of him, the man tilted his head and spotted a human woman in a laboratory coat, a stethoscope around her neck. He squatted so he could be eye to eye with her “you might wanna put that model down, it’s quite fragile and you might end up breaking it”

Zhang’s tail swished behind him “oh yea, sorry” he gave the too big model to her, it looking huge in her little hands. She thanked him and placed it back onto the table, turning around at the General’s call.

“This is Dr ___, she specialises in Na’vi anatomy and has numerous degrees on medicine. She will be your teams doctor from here on out” ___’s eyes widened, she did not recall this in the job description.

Quaritch turned to her and analysed her form, nodding his head in approval. She was timid but if the General approved then he can’t say no “She’ll do general”

“Good. She’s the best there is. Now if you’ll excuse me” Ardmore turned on her heel and started to walk out “get yourself familiar with one another, I got a meeting to attend” but before she could walk out the door, the little doctor rushed towards her, asking to speak outside.

Wainfleet shared a look with Zdinarsk behind the colonel, raising their brows. She was cute, the human woman. But she didn’t seem to happy to be with them. ___ walked back into the medbay and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. She had no choice but to work with them, no one else could or would.

Ja walked up to her and kneeled to her height “so..I’m Alexander Ja, I’m the squads medic. Nice to have another doc around to help” he raised a hand for her to shake and she took it, five fingers barely wrapping around only two of his and his ears perked. So small. So cute.

“It’s nice to meet you, although I would’ve hoped a heads up beforehand” ___ took her hand back and walked to a table, taking out a folder that was under one of her arms and opening it. Ardmore gave her some information on the recombinants and their mission. To kill Jake Sully. But before then, the aliens would have to stay at Bridgehead for a while and get used to their new bodies.

“You weren’t told you’d work with us?” Mansk stared at her back, yellow eyes raking up and down her figure behind his shades. ___ placed the file down and nodded, turning around to face the team.

“No I wasn’t. But I wont complain. If Ardmore says I have to then I have to” she shrugged, looking at Quaritch “why don’t you guys follow me. I’ll show you around the rest of the place” they all nodded and stood tall, following behind her and taking in their new home, occasionally breathing through their regulators.

“And this is your dormitory. The rooms are specifically designed for your bodies, so bigger beds, bigger showers, taller ceilings. You won’t need your regulators inside the bedrooms since we have a special filtration system, but you’ll need it for the main area” ___ took a keycard from her pocket and swiped on one of the locks on a door, opening it and stepping inside the room.

“Woah.. pretty rad” Fike spun in a circle looking at their new home. The recoms all shared an apartment, but with separate rooms and en suites. They will share a communal area, it was like being back on Earth.

Zdinarsk agreed, opening the fridge and seeing it stocked up to the brim, ears wiggling. They had all the good stuff. Lyle looked at the little lady and asked where she was staying, just in case they might need her for the future.

“I’m just down the hall, apartment 342. You can either knock for me or page me if you need me while we’re off duty” she tapped a device on her hip to show them it’s on her at all times, she was a doctor, of course she’s on call 24/7.

“Thanks for this ___. We haven’t had much…hospitality from the other folks” Quaritch squatted to look at her and patted her head, tail swishing behind him. The other recoms sounded out their agreement, the other members of Bridgehead gave them cold and disgusted looks when they walked past. Much different to the time they were human. But ___ went out of her way to help them, despite showing reluctance at the start. “We look after our own here, you’re apart of our team now”

___ flushed slightly at the affection “thank you colonel”

“Miles, or Quaritch. Whichever you prefer darlin”Wainfleet nudged Brown next to him and wiggled his brows, both of them giggling like little girls. Quaritch rolled his eyes at his soldiers, giving them the finger and smirking when they immediately turned their backs to him. “These two ladies are Lyle Wainfleet and Steve Brown” they both swivelled their heads and waved at the human “that over there is Alicia Zdinarsk. We call her Z-Dog”

“Yeah she’s an absolute hound in the field” Mansk piped up, Z kicked the back of his knee in retaliation but puffed up her chest when ___ smiled at her. “I’m Kevin Mansk, that’s Sean Fike, Andrew Prager and Kim Zhang”

Quaritch grumbled a little, ears pulled down. He wanted to introduce his squad. “It’s nice to meet you all. I hope we’ll get along well” ___ giggled and patted the colonels arm, noting the pouting face. Miles tail swished and repetitively slapped Lyles legs.

“Colonels got a crushhh” Fike dragged out to Prager in a whisper, only to get yelled at by a big, buff angry cat man.

___ grinned at them. Yeah, they’d get along just fine.

[avatarrecom]

Hello! I know you normally center the reader in your stories but I’m curious about Fike. I liked in the sleeping headcannons you said he was a real anxious boy and sometimes needed to sleep with Quaritch instead of Brown because of it. Anyway could you write something about Fike having an extra anxious time?

Your only limit is your mind

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Recom!reader

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: Thank you for your ask anon! I enjoyed writing this, I hope you like it!

I tried to write it from Fike's pov, I don't know if it's good. I also tried to make it really poetic and emotional, again I don't know if it's good lol.

And lastly, I know that the way I wrote Fike's anxiety isn't this way for everyone. I wrote it from my own experience, since I recently got diagnosed with anxiety disorder.

Amidst the bioluminescent wonders of Pandora, a love story unfolded that transcended the boundaries of human and Na'vi. It was a polyamorous relationship, a complex web of emotions woven together by recombinants who had faced their fair share of hardships. Fike, the heart of this intricate connection, grappled with anxiety that often threatened to consume him.

Miles Quaritch, the gruff and battle-hardened former Marine, had formed an unlikely bond with Fike. Their love was as unconventional as it was profound, defying the boundaries of their pasts. Lyle Wainfleet, the loyal second of Miles, had also found his place in Fike's heart, their shared love forgiving past transgressions.

Prager and Brown, the technical wizards of the group, provided a sense of stability and comfort that Fike had never known. Ja, who was the caring medic, had become an integral part of this polyamorous family.

Mansk, Brown, Lopez, and Z-dog each brought their unique stories and struggles to the group, finding acceptance and love within this unconventional family. Their bonds were as vibrant and ever-changing as the alien world around them.

One night, beneath the sprawling canopy of Pandora's lush forests, anxiety gripped Fike's heart once more. His trembling hands and shallow breaths betrayed his inner turmoil as fear welled up within him.

The group had gathered around a campfire, a testament to the warmth and love they shared. They understood their collective responsibility to comfort and support Fike during his darkest moments.

And then there was you, a newcomer to their group who had quickly become integral to their lives, who recognized Fike's struggle. A gentle touch on his shoulder conveyed silent support. In your eyes, Fike saw understanding and love, and it eased the vice-like grip of his anxiety.

Miles, always the protector, wrapped his arm around Fike's shoulders. "You're not alone, buddy," he said in a soft, gravelly voice, exuding warmth. "We've got your back."

Lyle, sitting on Fike's other side, nodded with tenderness. "Yeah, Fike," he added, his voice soft. "We're a team, and that means we share our highs and lows."

Prager and Brown, busy with their equipment nearby, put their tools down and joined the circle. Mansk gave Fike an encouraging smile. "We've seen you conquer your fears time and time again," he said. "You're stronger than you think."

Brown chimed in, "And don't forget, we're in this together."

Walker, Mansk, Ja, Lopez, Z-dog—each took their turn offering words of comfort and reassurance. They shared stories of their own struggles and how they had found strength in their love for each other.

Fike's anxiety slowly ebbed away, replaced by a sense of belonging and love that enveloped him like a protective cocoon. He took a deep breath, his racing heart gradually calming. With the support of his loving lovers and their unwavering presence, he felt safe and cherished.

You leaned in and whispered softly in Fike's ear, "You are loved, Fike. Never doubt that." Your words sent shivers of comfort down Fike's spine, and he turned to kiss you tenderly, grateful for your understanding.

As the night wore on, the group continued to share stories and laughter around the campfire. Their bond grew stronger by the minute. Fike knew that his anxiety might return, but he also knew that he had a loving and accepting family to turn to whenever he needed them.

Eventually, the campfire's warm glow began to wane, and the group decided to turn in for the night. They made a cozy nest of blankets and sleeping bags beneath the towering bioluminescent flora of Pandora. Fike, exhausted from his emotional ordeal, nestled himself between you Miles.

Mansk and Z-dog, always attuned to the needs of the group, adjusted the blankets to ensure everyone was comfortable. Walker, Prager, Ja, Lopez, and Brown settled around the sleeping area, creating a protective circle of love.

You, the anchor who had calmed Fike's anxiety, laid down beside him. You draped your arm over Fike's waist, pulling him close. Fike rested his head on your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat. The soothing sound washed over him like a lullaby.

Fike's anxiety, which had roared like a tempest within him, had now been reduced to a mere whisper. The warmth of his lovers surrounded him, a comforting barrier against the world's uncertainties. Your fingers stroked his hair gently, Your touch a balm for his restless soul.

In the tranquil embrace of their love, Fike's exhaustion finally overcame him. His eyelids grew heavy, and he succumbed to the siren call of sleep. One by one, the members of their family joined him in their shared nest, each finding their place of comfort and solace.

Miles, Lyle, Mansk, Z-dog, Walker, Prager, Ja, Lopez, Brown, and yourself—their hearts entwined like the roots of the ancient trees that surrounded them. In that moment, they were not just recombinants or Na'vi; they were a family, bound by love, trust, and an unbreakable bond.

As the night deepened, Fike's dreams grew restless. He tossed and turned, his face contorted in distress. Suddenly, he jolted awake with a sharp gasp, his eyes wide with terror.

You were immediately alerted to his distress and gently shook his shoulder. "Fike, wake up," you whispered urgently. "It's just a dream. You're safe."

But Fike's panic had already taken hold. His breathing came in ragged gasps, and his hands shook uncontrollably. The nightmare still clung to him like a shadow, refusing to release its grip.

Miles and Lyle, awakened by Fike's distress, moved closer, their eyes filled with concern. "Fike, it's us," Miles said soothingly. "You're here with us, safe and sound."

Prager and Brown, their technical expertise useless in this situation, watched with worried expressions. Walker, Mansk, Ja, Lopez, and Z-dog were quickly roused, their hearts heavy with concern for their beloved Fike.

Fike's panic continued to escalate, defying all attempts at reassurance. You held him tightly, your voice steady and comforting. "Fike, I'm here," you said softly. "We're all here. You're not alone."

But Fike's panic attack showed no signs of relenting. His breaths grew shallower, his face pale, and his eyes darted around wildly, searching for an escape from the torment of his own mind.

Realizing that Fike needed immediate medical attention, Ja, the medic among them, reached for a small vial containing a sedative. With great care, he administered the sedative to Fike, hoping it would bring relief.

As the medication took effect, Fike's trembling began to subside, and his breathing gradually returned to normal. His eyelids drooped, and he drifted into a medicated sleep.

The entire group stayed awake, surrounding Fike with a protective circle of love and support. They took turns checking on him, ensuring that his breathing remained steady and his heart rate stabilized.

Hours passed, the night deepening around them. The gentle sounds of Pandora's nocturnal creatures filled the air, providing a soothing backdrop to their vigil. You never left Fike's side, your presence a constant source of comfort.

With the first light of dawn breaking over the horizon, Fike began to stir. His eyes fluttered open, and he found himself surrounded by the loving faces of his family. The memories of his nightmare and panic attack rushed back, and he shuddered involuntarily.

You cupped his face in their hands, their gaze unwavering. "It's okay, Fike," you said softly. "You're safe now. We're here for you."

Miles, Lyle, Mansk, Z-dog, Walker, Prager, Ja, Lopez, Brown—each expressed their relief that Fike was awake and stable. Their collective love and concern for him were palpable, a testament to the strength of their bond.

Fike's voice was a hoarse whisper as he spoke, "Thank you, all of you, for being here for me." His eyes brimmed with tears, and he was overcome with gratitude for the unwavering support of his lovers.

Miles leaned in and kissed Fike's forehead. "We love you, Fike," he said gruffly, his voice filled with emotion. "No matter what, we'll always be here for you."

Everyone echoed their sentiments, their love a palpable force in the quiet dawn.

As the day continued to break, Fike found himself wrapped in the warmth of their love. They stayed close, unwilling to leave his side, knowing that the night had been a harrowing ordeal for him.

With the passage of time, Fike's anxiety began to subside. The nightmare still lingered in his mind, but the presence of his lovers provided a comforting balm. You held him tightly, your fingers tracing soothing patterns on his skin.

And so, they stayed together, united by love, trust, and an unbreakable bond. As the world of Pandora awakened around them, they found solace in the simple act of being together. In the heart of the bioluminescent wilderness, they discovered that love could conquer even the darkest of nightmares, and that their family was a sanctuary of acceptance and warmth.

With each passing moment, Fike's anxiety receded further into the background, replaced by the certainty that he was cherished beyond measure. And as the day unfolded, they faced the unknown together, ready to embrace whatever challenges Pandora had in store, secure in the knowledge that they had each other's unwavering support.

[truetogaia]

Eventful awakening

Pairing: Recom!Z-dog x Recom!Reader ✩

WARNINGS: smut- fingering, dirty talk, strong words, reader in heat, Con noncon.

here it is, i wrote yet another oneshot in one sitting. This time its a smutshot dedicated to my wonderful girlfriend z-dawg.

Here is my navigation for further exploration ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡

Reblogs and support greatly appreciated<3

Word count: about 2,400!

The buzzing of lights was constantly harassing your new ears, sharp light blinding your upgraded vision. You groaned, rubbing your eyes to get rid of the shooting pain residing in them. Waking up in a new, bigger and blue body sure wasn’t an easy task. You couldn’t even understand why they had resurrected you to begin with, you weren’t the greatest soldier that had ever served the RDA, you were a nurse. A nurse in the Colonels squad, but still, just a nurse. 

You sat at the front, in a very uncomfortably puny chair. It had been designed with the intention of serving the recombinants, but it was still way too small. On your left sat Lopez, very intrigued by his new, slightly bluer palette. He traced the pattern on his arm with his bigger thumb to distract himself from the General's boring introduction.

Zdinarsk had been placed on the chair to your right, restlessly fixing her posture, prying a new pack of chewing gum open. Your ears reacted to the sound of the wrapper being torn up, she noticed the exaggerated flick of your tail and the sudden movement of your ears. You tried playing it off, letting out a light cough to cover up your actions, but she had already caught on. She chuckled, a deep sound coming from the depths of her throat, and handed you a piece of gum. But she didn’t just give it to you, no, she gently brought the piece to your mouth, and as you opened it, slowly laid it against your tongue. Her face displayed a smirk, filled with delight as your lips closed around the gum. 

The general's cough made you break eye contact with your colleague, instead shifting your attention to Ardmores disappointed stare. You sat up straight, barely noticing the soft smile that was tugging on Z’s lips. 

The introduction went on for hours, and it felt as if it never stopped. Several of the RDA’s most acknowledged scientists explained basically the same thing in different formats over and over. You gnawed on your bottom lip, bored out of your mind. You noticed new things around you, the constant tapping of Ja’s boots, the popping of z-dogs gum, the continuous deep breaths of the Colonel. 

You also noticed another thing, something originating from yourself, a tingling sensation in your whole body, accompanied by a raging fever. The feeling had yet to seize even by the end of the lecture, a whopping 3 hours later. It was nibbling away at your sanity, and you knew exactly what it was. 

Being a military nurse, you always had a good grasp of all things relating to health. You had listened carefully when the scientists explained certain new illnesses and health phenomenons, not wanting to miss out on any important details, for the sake of the squads future. You finally concluded that you had hit the strange, animalistic phenomenon known as heat. Panic started to spread internally, a researcher had just gone on about the many consequences and repercussions and you knew you were absolutely screwed. When the meeting ended, you finally let out a frustrated sigh you had held during the entire thing.

When it was time for the assignment of dorms, the people who designed them realized that there were not enough dorms. There was one missing. Everyone else had already been given theirs, everyone except you. You could smell the fear exuding from those responsible. As if your day wasn’t already going to shit. 

It was then decided that, until they could finish your dorm, you were going to have to spend a few nights in one of your comrades' dorms. Now, don’t get them wrong, the other recoms liked you, adored you even, but they were very private people. Privacy and space was very dear to them, and you completely understood that as they were all quiet when the assignors asked for someone to have you share with. 

The room was completely silent for a minute or two, nobody spoke a word. 

“I can take her.” Someone suddenly said, you turned around, ears perking up as you saw Z-dog. You smiled at her kind gesture, not expecting the slight smirk that was placed on her face. It made your stomach tingle, oh no. 

“Perfect!” One of the humans exclaimed. No matter how large the knot in your stomach grew or how raw  the biting anxiety felt, it was greatly overshadowed by the intensifying lust, blurring your vision with a romanticizing filter. 

You figured the majority of your colleagues had taken notice of your difficult situation based on the flustered look on their faces, along with the rising tents in their cargos and the longing stares on your body. You grabbed your new tail, hugging it against yourself to create a sense of security.

As the other recoms retreated to their abodes, Z-dog remained. She was waiting for you to walk with her. Your legs almost buckled and gave way as you took the few steps in her direction, she noticed and placed a gentle, but firm, hand on your arm, presumably trying to steady you. But she didn't notice the yearning in your eyes, or the goosebumps that were slowly but surely settling on your skin at the contact. 

The walk to her dorm was tense, you didn’t dare speak a word to her, afraid it would come out as a whine or even worse. It was already very late, the clock in the hallway showing 11 pm. Expecting an early morning, you figured it was better to get some sleep immediately when arriving at the dorm.

It turned out to be a less successful plan, when you opened the door, you were met with a wardrobe, a bathroom, some comfortable furniture, and a single bed. One bed. You realized the danger all too late, you couldn’t back down now, you couldn’t ask any of the other recoms to share a room with either since the outcome would probably still be the same anyway. 

“Hey, are you alright?” Z-dog’s voice surprised you, breaking you free from your thoughts. 

You laughed nervously, playing with the hem of your shirt. “Oh yeah of course, it's nothing, I just feel a bit hot, it's hot isn't it??” That was stupid, stupid stupid stupid. If she hadn’t suspected your heat before, she was definitely suspecting it now. 

/The head of the scientific field was standing in front of your squad, nervously describing the meaning of heat and how to deal with it. A rule was quickly established to prevent any dangerous risks and outcomes, if a colleague was in heat, you were obliged to help them, though in a very professional way. It was to never be spoken about again./

Z-dog brushed it off, not thinking much more of it and walking to the bathroom to clean herself up. You, however, were struggling. The heat was only increasing in ferocity, you were almost drunk on lust, but your determination was stronger. 

The real challenge came when it was time to go to bed, you had laid down first after Z-dog had left the room to collect a glass of water. The tingle between your thighs was intensifying with vigor, you let out pained whines when your thighs accidentally rubbed against each other, creating the friction you were oh so desperate for. 

The door opened and Z appeared in the doorframe, holding the mug in her hand. At least she hadn’t heard the soft noises you had produced, a positive result of the soundproof doors. You turned to your side, facing the gray, concrete wall. The covers rustled as the other woman got comfortable beneath the covers, a soft groan escaping her lips when she stretched. Your body reacted to the sound, making your heat throb. You tried your best to ignore it, managing to withhold it long enough for the sound of Z-dogs deep breaths to fill the room.

A few hours went by, the sensation between your legs was unbearable now. You couldn’t suppress it anymore, figuring that maybe you could sneak a finger or two and not wake up the figure sleeping soundly behind you in the progress. To be honest, a part of you, buried deep in the core of your animalistic dna, wanted her to wake up, to take care of your throbbing center and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. 

You cried out as two of your digits made contact with your slick, you were taken aback at the amount of wetness. It was more than you had probably ever produced in your human life. You rubbed your thumb against your clit, moaning softly at the feeling.

Completely lost in your own pleasure, you had failed to notice the movement behind you until you felt two warm, big hands slide around your waist. You flinched, letting out yet another moan at the unexpected contact.

“Oh.. I see whats wrong now.” Z-dogs voice was coarse and raspy from waking up so suddenly. “Do you need some help sweet thing?” She purred.

You nodded hastily, your sense clouded by desire for the woman pressing against your back. She moved one hand slowly down your abdomen, teasing you by tugging at the hem of your shorts. You whined, quickly scurrying out of the obstacle. You felt her soft hands sneak further down, making contact with your arousal coated folds. The moan that escaped your mouth when her thumb rubbed over your clit was so loud you were afraid every single person on the base had heard it. Z-dog laughed behind you, a low, scratchy sound that made your core clench around nothing.

“Are you really that desperate? Oh you poor thing,” she soothed, fondling your cunt, ravaging your clit with the pad of her thumb, “so needy hm? It’s okay darling, I'm here.” You cried out at that, unconsciously moving your ass to press against her crotch. 

“I'm sorry sweetheart, I don’t have one of those.” Sighing, she rubbed you faster, “Might have to get one though.” She breathed. You felt a series of sloppy kisses against your neck, trailing from your shoulder to your jaw. She sucked and kissed over the bruises, marking you. 

Your moans were high pitched, Z loved that you produced these sounds for her, and that she was the only one who got to hear them.

“Please, I..” You breathed out, sentence interrupted by a rough flick to your clit, followed by the massaging of one of your breasts. 

“What is it baby? Come on, use your words.” You almost came at that, her voice only fueling your craving.

“I want your fingers, plea-” another interruption, “please Z…” Z-dog couldn’t stop herself, she instantly pushed two digits inside of your hole, suppressing a moan of her own when she felt the way you squeezed around her fingers. 

“Jesus darling, you’ve got me in a chokehold.” You subconsciously started rolling your hips against her hand, begging for her to add another, and she did. The feeling of three big, rough fingers stretching your pussy out only made your sounds increase in volume. Z’s hand moved to your throat, choking you slightly to stop you.

“Fuck, baby I know it feels good, but you don't want any of the men barging in and stealing this moment, hm?” She questioned, while increasing the speed of her digits, pounding them into your needy core. You shook your head, she continued her assault on your neck whilst using her thumb to rub circles on your sensitive clit and her other hand to knead your breast. “Shit, you sound delicious,” she growled into your ear, “might just have to eat you up next time.” 

She was continuously hitting your sweet spot with each thrust of her fingers, you felt a familiar knot starting to form in your abdomen, she could feel your cunt clenching around her, “Are you gonna be a good girl and cum for me?” You nodded hastily, eyes rolled back into your head, mouth slightly agape, drool running from the corner of it. 

The knot in your stomach finally snapped with a final thrust of her digits, coating them with your slick arousal. She hummed, continuing to pump her soft fingers in and out of you, letting you ride out your orgasm. When you were done, she brought her fingers to her mouth. You heard the pop of her lips as she licked your arousal clean off, a satisfied noise following the action. 

Your eyelids were heavy, threatening to close any second. You felt the warm touch of a cloth rub against the inside of your thighs, going up over your messy cunt, cleaning up the mess you made. Kisses were placed on your collarbones and shoulders, accompanied by gentle praises and compliments.

“You were such a good girl.”, “I'm so proud of you baby.”, “wow, what a mess you made, hm pretty girl?” 

You quickly fell into a deep sleep, the feeling of a body pressing up against your back, hands wrapped securely around your waist. You unknowingly purred, not catching the chuckle coming from behind you. 

The next morning, you woke up extra early. You felt all too tired, abnormally exhausted. As you made your way to the meeting room, you received glances from random passersbys, why were they staring at you like that? You shrugged it off, continuing your strut down the narrow hallway. 

When you arrived, your colleagues shared knowing glances between each other. Z sat in one of the chairs, looking mighty satisfied. You cringed a bit, vaguely remembering last night's events. However, the only chair available was the one right next to Z-dog. You hesitantly made your way to the seat, carefully sitting down, feeling the intense gazes of everyone in the room. 

“So.. Y/N, I know the doors are supposed to be soundproof but.. maybe next time, make sure the door is completely closed too.” Lyle said. You felt your face heat up at the laughter that erupted from the squad. You looked over to Z, seeing that she was completely calm. 

You felt her lean over to you, face getting ten times redder when she whispered, “Make sure to take good care of me when it's my turn, nurse."

[villainsimpqueen]

Late nights

One shot i wrote for @nin3kyuu a while back.

Ja x Recom reader x Lopez

Enjoy

Dinner was always interesting; it was where you learned more and more about your other partners in the Recombinant unit. You weren't from the original team being a daughter of a doctor who worked on the Rising Phoenix project, Your mother found a way to bring you back in a new body. Fully conscious and not aware of your death, Thus your mothers illegal motives you were placed in the Recombinant squad. You practiced being a medic, and you were good at being one. You liked learning about the other Recombinants and getting time to bond with them at the dinner table. Though tonight you were reserved from your outgoing bouncing self and it seemed the team had noticed.

"What's wrong mami?" Lopez asked you from across the table and your eyes went up to him giving him a tired smile.

"Nothing just tired is all." You told him to wave away your sleepy face. 

"Didn't sleep good last night?" Ja asked, taking interest away from the others and towards you.

"Hardly any at all actually." you told them as you yawned, your tail curled behind you as you involuntarily stretched. "It was like two am hits and I was wide awake…I felt drugged honestly."

"Oh you get them too mami?" Lopez asked you and you tilted your head at him, your ears twitching with your confusion.

"Get what?" You asked them.

"Jitters."

"Zoomies." 

Both men said towards you and you blinked owlishly at them both.

"Ja and I woke up about tuen like clockwork and we just went to the east wing. no apartments are there and we use it's maze of hallways as a running zone." Lopez explained. 

"You wake up just to run around?" You asked them a smile forming on your face at the ridiculous notion.

"Yea once ya get it all out you sleep like a log. Best sleep i think i ever gotten in both my lives." Ja told you and Lopez nodded.

"You should join us next time you get a case of zoomies." Lopez invited you.

You tossed and turned in your bed, no matter how many times you shifted and found a comfortable spot you felt an annoying tremble in your legs and arms. Your tail kept flexing as if it was curling and uncurling.

You turned facing the hologrammed alarm clock, eyes diluting to its dull glow as you read the screen's time.

2:15am 

You felt utterly restless and you thought back to the dinner conversation earlier that night. 

"Zoomies huh?" You said to yourself and found yourself getting out of your bed. You expected to be sluggish like you had yesterday's morning but you were surprised by how bouncy you were. You felt like you had tons of energy and you moved to slip on some short shorts over your panties as you headed towards your door. You were practically silent as you moved through the quarters common area and left out the door. Your eyes moved along the darkened hallways, only small led lights glowed on the bottom sides illuminating the walls faintly. It reminded you of the small movie theaters back on earth. Your ears perked up as you listened for sounds not hearing anyone you began to move down the hall to the east wing. That was where mostly offices were stations for people to do their paperwork and a small meeting room but there were many hallways on that end of the base. 

Once you entered the east wings doors your ears perked up not hearing any sounds you had started with a walk. You weren't sure what to really do but you noticed how your eyes adjusted to the dark a little. Your tail slashed as your ears twitched. You felt that restlessness in your limbs and you began to move from a walk to a jog until you were full on running. You couldn't help the laughs that left you as you ran through hall and hall.

Your ears perked and you slid to a painstaking stop your eyes stared into the darkness in front of you the small led lights doing their best to light up the halls but ultimately failed. Your ears twitched as you focused your tail tensing and twitched. 

You could hear someone breathe heavily and as your eyes trained on the direction of their breathing soon you were able to faintly make out Lopez. 

His eyes dilated wide, his ears perked and tail swayed slowly, calculating as his eyes focused on you. Your own ears twitched as you felt your muscles tense but not in fear, in anticipation as your tail twitched.

You heard Lopez make an inhuman noise and your body jolted. You found yourself running away from him down the hall's ears picking up on the second pair of bare feet slapping against tiled floors as he chased you. 

You felt your heart race with excitement as you turned a sharp corner taking it down. You felt a soft jolt of your tail causing you to jump making a shrill. Panding on the pads of your feet you turned, twisting with ease to catch sight of Lopez letting out an airy laugh as he took off down the hall.

Your eyes dilated into slits as you took off down the hallway chasing the man. Your eyes taking in the glow of his freckles down his back as they glowed. He was shirtless only being in sweatpants, it seemed that he was comfortable or has done this many times to not have to worry about anyone being here. 

You were gaining on him, reaching out to snatch Lopez's tail when a blur of dark blue came flying from a hallways interception tackling Lopez to the ground and jumping back from Lopez swiping at them to drag them down as he rolled onto the back to his side. 

 Your eyes adjusted and you watched their ears twitch before you were met with the eyes of Ja. You watch his eyes widen at the sight of you how his tail slashed behind him and your ears picked up from the squeaking of bare feet on tiled ground as Ja took off back down the hallway once he came from. You felt your restless limbs jolt, hurling you down the hallway as you took off after Ja. 

You could hear the churring of Lopez and the squeaking of tile on feet and soon the rushing of footsteps behind you as Lopez took off down the hall after the both of you. 

Ja was now the prey in the game and you both had full intentions of beating each other ro hunt him. 

The halls echoed with Cat like chirps and churns, noises bounced from the three of you as you all darted down halls. 

Ja turned down a hall and you grabbed the corner of the walls sliding into the halls on your heels. Using the momentum you gained you slinged yourself at the man crashing into him and grabbed at him to bring him to the ground, your tail swaying widley. You both tumbled to the hallway floor sliding and soon your ears picked up the screeching of heels trying to slow down. 

"Oh shit!" You heard Lopez exclaim before you felt someone collided into both you and ja causing you all to tumble more and slide down the hall.

You landed on your back and you laughed, you felt so much glee and excitement coursing through your veins as you laughed. 

Your ears perked up at the sounds of the mens laughter joining you. The body to your left moved up on their arms and you were greeted with the bright eyes of Ja as he laughed, his eyes crinkling in delight as he stared at you. You felt a giggle of glee leave you as you looked into his radiant eyes. Your tail twitched as you noticed how close Ja's face was towarfs and soon you felt his soft lips pressing against yours. A noise of surprise left you and you felt a rush of a different excitement course down to your legs. Your sound caused Ja to jerk back, shock and embarrassment formed on his face as one of guilt.

"I'm sorry i shouldn't have done tha-mmmm" The man purred as you pushed up rejoining your lips to his soft ones. A purr leaving you as you felt him slip his tongue into your mouth tasting you confidently. Your ears pierced to the sound of another, a noise of interest and you pulled away from Ja eyes landing onto Lopez glowing ones and you crawled to him pressing your lips to his feeling how warm he was. Lopez let out a groan and a hand grabbed at your side as he pressed back into you. 

You broke the kiss to breath and you could hear both men panting.

"Damn mami." Lopez hushly spoke. You noticed his other hand moving to grab your other hip and you felt that jolt of restlessness rush through you. You grinned at him catching his attention before you shoved him back into the halls floor scrambling up as quick you could you barreled down the hallway hearing the echoing sounds of the men scrambling up after you the sounds of hissing and slight thumping sounds told you that they were working against each other and it gave you enough time to slip down several hallways.

Your eyes quickly moved to the doors sliding towards you as you opened it, turning to close it quietly as you barreled down cubicles of small offices. You heard the door slide open and ducked into the nearest one moving to hide under the desk, a tight fit but you found if you just squeezed your muscles right you could fit underneath. 

Your ears strained as you listened for Lopez and Ja. You could hear their panting and you had to force your own to quiet down as your tail twitched. 

You almost jerked away from your hiding spot when you watched Ja move past the cubical. The sound of cat-like chirping moved through the office as both men hunted you down. 

You hear the chirping grow distant and carefully moved from under the desk. Pausing to hear if it was still far away you went to quietly rush out of the cubical only to have strong arms wrap around you causing you to jerk and yelp in surprise.

You were quickly shoved into a different cubicle onto its thin walls as a growl like purr left the man who found you. 

"Having fun mami?" Lopez whispered in your ear causing your tail to curl at how husky it sounded, a purr leaving you as you looked into his eyes and nodded. 

"Damn i walked passed her." Ja muttered as he turned the corner of the cubical eyes landing on you pinned underneath Lopez's arms.

"You lost Ja." Lopez teased before slipping his knee between your legs hiking you up onto his upper thigh, you gasped ears twitching as you felt him rub it into you, The friction against your clit was spine quaking as you arched your tail spasming as you let out a soft moan.

You heard the sliding of a desk and you briefly wondered what was Ja doing.

"Pretty strong desk." Ja spoke towards Lopez and the man pulled from above you, his hands gripping your wrists as he moved you to that desk pinning you to it. Your stomach pressed flat on its smooth surface, your pelvic pitched on its corner as Lopez hands trailed down your back to your shorts.

"You're gonna take me raw mami and all of me got it?" Lopez whispered in your ear before nipping at it causing you to gasp your tail curling.

"Yes!" You whispered back as you felt your shorts and panties being dragged off of your hips exposing your already twitching pussy to the office's cold air causing a hiss to leave you and a groan to leave one of the men.

You felt a finger rub against your clit before moving through your pussys lips before hooking inside moving your body into position you shuttered walls trying to clench down on that finger a moan leaving you as you were forced to spread your legs apart. The hooked finger pumped into you once and then twice teasing you as it pulled out causing you to whine.

A sharp pain shot up from your left ass cheek before a greedily hand squeezed an ass full of your ass. You soon felt something large and warm tease your clit before sliding between your pussy lips before starting to nestle inside of your tight entrance and you moaned shuttering forward grasping the desk for support as your walls were forced open around Lopez's large dick. 

You heard him let out a hiss and felt a jerk of his hips and you let out a small shuttering yelp as you felt his dick plunge all the way into your pussy. Deeply tucked inside of your cunts throbbing walls. 

A groan left Lopez as his hand balled up the bottom of your shirt taking in a handful. 

"damn." You heard Ja groan and you heard a clicking of a holotablet taking a photo.

You shuttered underneath Lopez and you behan to shake your ass slowly fucking yourseld on his dick causing the man to groan. 

"Fuck y/n." Lopez hissed as he grabbed a first full of your hair tugging it back causing you to gasp.

"Fuck man..Fuck her already." Ja pleaded for you as he groaned, from the side of your vision you saw him pumping his own large dick as he watched. 

Lopez hissed and you were jerked forward with a thrust of his hips, a loud moan leaving you as you clawed at the desk for support. 

You felt him pump his long veiny dick in and out of your pulsating pussy, the tip of his dick beginning to hit your cervix as he pounded into you. You were moaning and purring as you felt him pick up the space, your walls desperately providing your slick, causing the cubicle to echo with the wet sloppy sounds of Lopez dick pumping into your soaked pussy. You moved your hips desperate to meet him in the middle of each thrust, loving the way he was stretching you wide open even though your cervix was starting to slowly spread open for him as he pounded deeper and deeper into your cunt. 

You felt a sting on your ass cheek jerking you forward with a loud moan as Lopez's hand came crashing against your ass once again, he rubbed it softly for only a moment before smacking down on it again and again groaning at how you clenched tightly around him causing his dick to throb. You felt pain and pleasure course from your ass and scalp from the ass smacking and how he pulled deliciously on your hair your ears were a twitching mess, Listening to his moans and growls and hearing the sharo pants and moans of Ja your pussy throbbed even more unsatisfied until you had both Lopez and Jas cumm soaking every crevic of your slutty pussy. You wanted to be used by both of them and ypur whorish mouth moaned out how much you need them.

"More! more please!" You cried out gasping as a smack against your ass and a hand wrapping around your tail pulling it towards him. 

You fell limp on the desk a mewling moaning mess as your felt your insides tremble and snapp, Your ears heard the snapping noise of the hologram tablet Ja was using and moaned one more trying to spread your legs more to hopefully make your throbbing pussy more pretty for his camera.

"Fuck…Y/n you fuckimg whore." Ja moaned as the sound of beeping was made telling you he was recording you being pounded into the desk by Lopez. You shuttered as you mewled at the feeling of your tail being tugged by Lopez you heard his uneven breathing and felt his thrusts grow rougher before he pushed deep as he could go and you felt his warm thick cum pour into your aching pussy. 

You moaned as he softly pumped himself in and out of you, your walls demanding to milk every drop of his cum into your needy walls. Lopez settled panting, you felt his hand softly move through your hair detangling it as he panted. 

You felt his lips kiss the tip of your ear.

"Good girl mami." he whispered into your ear causing that burning sensation to rekindle in between your legs as you could feel your heartbeat throb through your clit, your pussy begging for more as you felt it tighten around Lopez as he pulled his dick from you, the slow drag of veiny meat against your aching walls. 

You felt cold only for a minute before warm hands rested on your hips moving you to where you were on your back. Hands spreading your thighs wide open exposing your pussy. you moved your eyes to his which focused on your dripping cunt, your ears twitched at the snapping sound of another picture before Ja looked you in the eyes a devilish smirk on his face as he licked his fangs. 

"Gonna make that your contact picture~" He teased you, causing you to shiver.

The possibility of the others seeing your dripping spread open cunt on his Hologram tablet if you called or text him was high but you felt a sickening sensation of pleasure, the filthy sight of your pussy for the whole recom team to see. 

You moaned as you felt Ja swirl his thumb slowly on your clit causing your already dripping cunt to gush.

"Ready babygirl?" Ja asked you and you nodded with a whine.

"Yes please!" You pleaded for him, spreading your thighs closer to your chest, spreading yourself wide open for him.

"Fuck…Your such a slut." Ja hissed as he rubbed his tip against your sloppy begging pussy. You didn't need to whine or cry for him as he plunged the length of his dick deep inside of you causing you to let your head fall back as you moaned. Ja didn't wait for you to adjust before he started thrusting quickly, his dick quickly gliding against your slicken walls causing you to gasp and reach up to him your claws digging into the back of his shoulders as your arms wrapped around his beck.You heard the man hiss and cuss at you in spanish, nothing but the most filthy things leaving his mouth as he pounded your back into the desk. A hand going to your thigh holding it tightly his own claws digging into the soft flesh. Your moans quickened as your pussy clenched around his dick. You moaned for him and you were cut off with his lips pressing harshly to yours. His other hand sliding up your shirt to your boobs cupping your left one as he slipped his tounge into your kouth tasting you swirling it slowly around yours as he fucked you harshly against the squeeaking desk.

"You're gonna break that thing." Lopez warned. Your eyes opened and looked to the side seeing him sprawled out on the small office chair that looked like a childs chair underneath him as you moaned into Jas kiss.

Ja pulled away as you pointed he squeezed your thigh as he rolled your left nipple between his fingers causing you to squeal underneath him.

"Let it fucking break." He snarled like a wild animal as he attacked your neck with nips and bites. Your thighs burned from the position and the sound of skin slapping on skin rang in your ears as you felt your cervix spread wide open for him to pound into. Your moans grow into pleasured screams as you hear Jas growls and groans.

"Been waiting a while to fuck your pretty ass." Ja hissed to you peppering your forehead with kisses. You shuttered and mewled underneath him as your body began to tremble.

You felt his hand leave your nipple sliding down on your stomach pressing down as he pumped his dick into you adding so much more pleasure to drip through your body as you flew your head back, nails digging into the blades of his shoulders as your pussy clamped down. You cummed harder your clit twitching harshly and your pleasure moans became cried of over stimulation as Ja continued to fuck you harshly into the creaking desk.

You soon yelped as a leg of the desk gave away causing him to snatch you up, his body trembled as you held you to his chest as he cummed harshly in your walls. 

"Shit!" Ja exclaimed a snicker hit both of your ears as the creaking of a chair.

"Told you." Lopez said lazily, you felt another of your hands grab you and carefully helped to get you untangled from Ja.

The three of you were soon settled on the floor cuddled into each other. You yawned loudly and you found yourself exhausted as the energy drained from you. You didn't stay awake long enough to hear the mens yawning.

Your ears twitched to the sound of lights clicking up. You jerked up with Ja and Lopez.

"¡El diablo!" Ja spoke quickly, scrambling up from the cuddle pile snatching up clothes. Lopez was shooting up snatching your shorts and panties as well as his sweatpants bundling them up in his arm he grabbed your hand.

"Stay low." He told you and the three of you crotched down quickly rushed away from.the cubical to an Exit door as the office door began to open for workers to walk in and get to whatever they had to do.Your heart raced as Ja slide a keycard into the back door opening and quickly rushing you all out. 

"Man put your pants on!" Lopez hissed quietly at Ja as he shut the door quickly leading you and his friend to the communal showers of this wing.

"I don't have time!" Ja hissed as he quickly ran past you both.

You couldn't help but snicker and cover your mouth.

"Nice ass Ja!" You snarked as you watched his blue striped ass fly by you and Lopez.

"I know it's scrumptious y/n But not now!" Ja smorted.

"God if someone sees your dick slinging we are all so screwed." Lopez groaned.

The three of you made it to the showers miraculously unseen. There you were able to get dressed, the three of you avoiding eye contact from each other, all ears twitching and tails swinging.

You grinned, not able to hold back any longer.

"So if we did get caught how was yall gonna explain this to Quaritch?" You asked.

"Bold of you to assume I'd stay alive long enough to even face him!" Lopez exclaimed, wheezing. "Girl i would off myself before having to sit in front of Quaritch and listen to that report. 

"Nah i bet a few of these pictures and we could get off the hook!" Ja spoke up laughing.

You felt your face warm. "Don't share those asshole!" You hissed 

"I wouldn't i would…For free anyways." Ja teased you and the three of you were soon strolling back to the common area of the recoms Quarters. Walking in you saw Quaritch reading off of a holotablet wotht he rest of the recoms there faces of shock and disbelief.. At the sound of the three of your footsteps the units heads lifted up as well their eyes meeting the three of your eyes.

"What's up??" You asked, tilting your head at them.

The unit stared at the three of you silently.

"So you three clearly had fun last night." Quaritch stated  causing the color to fade from yalls faces as he turned his holotablet visible on both sides.

There on his tablet, was the Recoms group chat…

with 17 messages from Ja….each message various pictures or recordings of you getting fucked and close ups of your pussy. 

Your face burned as your tail twitched shamelessly unlike your face. 

"Ja.." You hissed.

"I thought I sent them to Lopez I swear!" The man insisted.

"¡El diablo!" Lopez muttered as his ears slicked back.

Quaritch turned off his holotablet before crossing his fingers together as he lifted them to his mouth as he stared at the three of you.

"Y/n you're dismissed, go clean up." The Colonel ordered. 

You looked at Ja and Lopez. 

"I wish for you both a clean death." You whispered as you took off to your room Zdog and Walker soon chasing after you to most definitely get more details. 

"You two. Are in serious shit." You heard the Quaritch hissed.

You shook your head, ears slicking back as you cringe. 

 "¡El diablo!" You muttered for your two lover boys who were up shit creek without a paddle.