#stepbro!neteyam x reader

[askinkiskarma]

more stepbro neteyam please im begging you on my knees pls

thank you to @cinetrix

warnings: smut (stepcest, p in v, semi-public sex - people are sleeping in same tent, pet names, slight praise kink, slight softdom!neteyam), strong language, cursing

wc: 1.7k words

You awake from your slumber with a low groan at the way the chills have overtaken your body, the dead of night furthering the discomfort you feel and the way you come to yearn for muted alleviation. You look around your adoptive family’s marui, desperate to find someone you could cuddle up to, anyone who could provide your body the warmth it craved.

Despite how much they bickered, Lo’ak and Kiri were twin souls, and they always made peace at night, sharing a woven blanket and a warm embrace. You smiled at them, shaking your head lightly at how easily forgotten all their fights seemed to be as soon as eclipse took over the land, as soon as the cover of bioluminescent darkness enveloped their consciousness. Tuk was nestled tightly in between Jake and Neytiri, and you were almost worried she would be suffocated in their grasp, one of each their arms meeting on her tiny frame, holding her close.

That left Neteyam, who seemed fast asleep on one side, one of his arms beneath his head and the other rested carelessly over his waist and abdomen, and you couldn’t help stare at this man you loved like a brother, but ached for in ways that made you ashamed and embarrassed, that you could never admit to out loud, that you were scared to even think about most days, afraid that the intensity of those thoughts was so loud, they could be heard, and Eywa, that would lead to a whole slew of issues you were too scared to even conceptualise.

But despite the way you hindered your own brain from deliberating on the way you wanted him in ways you could never have him, it didn’t stop said brain from manifesting your wildest desires in dreams and reveries, in the way you woke up each night sweating and with slick running down your ass or thighs and soaking into your mat, the way it was taunting you with images of his body, strong and powerful, muscular and lean, contracting and flexing as his cock sank deeper and deeper in you, filling the void you felt every day of your life, that you only want him to fill. 

You get up quietly and make your way to him, dragging your thin covers with you to where he lay, getting on your side so your back was to him, nuzzling until you felt his chest taut against you, until his heartbeat rang loudly in you, until it overtook your own, until it was all you heard, and all you felt. The closeness hurt you, the ache reaching new heights, and it was overwhelming as his hand instinctively reached for your body, in his sleep, his touch lighting your skin on fire, his fingers lingering on your ribs. His unyielding grip pulled you so close, your ass was rested against his groin, and you let out a sharp exhale when you noticed he was hard, when you noticed his loincloth was damp. His voice startled you as he spoke, quiet as the night that still blanketed your world and your progressively untethered self, doing a good job of hiding your disheveled form or the blush in your cheeks, but not a good job at protecting you from the increase luminosity of your freckles or the moans that escaped you when his thick cock brushed against your folds. 

“What are you doing here, pretty girl?” His mouth was near your lips, his breath fanning over the side of your face and neck, sending chills down your body and all of a sudden you didn’t know whether you were cold or hot anymore, your body struggling to comprehend all the sensations being elicited in it, in you. 

You swallowed loudly, trying to find your voice in your throat and breath in your lungs enough to be able to pull together a string of sounds that would sound normal and relaxed, and not breathy and wanting, like you knew they would be. 

“I’m cold, ’Teyam, and you were the only lonely one.” He let out a quiet chuckle and his hand started tracing your body softly, a touch so light it was barely there, and the chills deepened, goosebumps appearing in his touch’s wake. 

“Well, not anymore, and thank fuck for cold nights, huh?” his hands didn’t stop when they reached your navel, slowly inching their way south, and you whimpered a little knowing where they were going, unwilling and unable to understand what was happening to you, whether this was a dream or a nightmare, whether you were actually living this and it wasn’t just a vivid vision here to taunt you, before morning came and took it away from you forever. 

“Neteyam, what are you doing?” Your voice was breathy and weak, but alert nonetheless, aware of the situation and your adoptive family sleeping peacefully next to you, and how easy it would be for anyone to wake up and any point and witness this. The shame and fear was almost as overwhelming to you as the desire to give in to him, no questions asked, no care in the world for consequences and risks as long as it ended with your eyes rolled in the back of your head and his cum dripping down you thighs. 

“I’m not doing anything, little sis. Just here to make sure you’re… warm. What kind of brother would I be if I didn’t help my step-sister when she clearly needs me?” The amused tone in his voice didn’t go unnoticed, and neither did the way his fingers slipped past your loincloth and found your clit, that was swollen and needy, or the way they ghosted over it and your folds in scant, fluttery touches.

“Your smell has been driving me crazy for weeks, sevin. For weeks, I’ve had to pretend to be ignorant of the way your scent has been calling out to me, your pheromones washing over me and making my cock so hard, I can’t concentrate anymore. For weeks, I have dreamt of fucking you, of slipping my cock past your sopping folds, dreamt of seeing you come apart around me. It’s so fucking wrong, but so are you. And so am I.” You shuddered at his words and how his sharp canines dragged along your pulse point, at how his fingers stilled on your clit, not giving you the release you desperately craved, at how his lips pressed on your jaw and sucked, or how they licked the spot that was now slightly hurting, immediately alleviating any discomfort you felt. 

“But I need to hear you say it, baby girl. I can’t do anything until you say it. Do you want your step brother to fuck you?” 

A moan and a small nod is all you managed in response, but it was enough for Neteyam, who started a slow caress of your bud, putting just enough pressure to make you pant, to adjust your position so he would get better access, arching your back so that your ass was pressed even tighter against him and he groaned lowly, the sound making you clench around thin air. 

“Please, Neteyam…” 

“What is it, pretty girl? What do you need?”

“You… your cock, please.” His groan evolved into a quiet growl, reverberating in the marui and you both stilled as Kiri shifted a little in her sleep. Her deep breaths put you both at ease, if only a little. 

“You drive me fucking crazy, you know that? Do you have any idea what you do to me? What I’ll do to you?” 

You felt his cock brush against your folds as he released it from the constraints of his nightwear, and the velvety feel of his thick length made your head fall back into the crook of his neck, needing every spare ounce of self-restraint not to moan so loudly it wouldn’t just be heard in your family’s tent, but in the whole clan. His tip prodded at your soaking wet entrance, and when he slipped past your folds and into you, each inch felt like every one of your dreams come true, and you no longer had enough brain power to stop the mewling sounds escaping you. 

“You need to be quiet, sevin. You don’t want anybody to hear, now do you? What do you think our parents would say if they saw how deep in your pretty little cunt I am, huh?”

When he bottomed out, his tip was pushed against your cervix and the way he filled you up was beyond any fantasy, better than even the most intense ones, the wildest ones, the best ones. 

“You’re doing so well for me, baby. Who knew my little step sister would take my cock so well, like this tight pussy was made for me?” 

He started an unrushed, languid pace of his hips, that got quicker and more aggressive, more desperate and sloppy as his own orgasm approach and you felt yours taking over you slowly, raising in intensity as his fingers continued their ministrations of your clit at the same time, until it was so intense it was overpowering and oppressive, until you needed to let it out so you wouldn’t collapse under its weight. 

“I can feel you squeezing me, baby. You want to milk me, want to take my cum like the good girl you are?” 

You nodded furiously, and his whispered, breathy “Then come for me, pretty girl. I want to feel you, all of you.” pushed you over the edge, your orgasm violent and unending, streams of liquid mixing with his own release as you squirted all over his cock, making a mess of both your loincloths and the sleeping mat underneath. You couldn’t care less about explaining yourself, not when your head was empty and your cunt full, the only way you wanted to be every day going forward, for the rest of your life. 

You both came off your high panting, struggling to catch your breath and any thoughts swirling aimlessly in your brain, and you couldn’t find it in you to move, and he couldn’t find it in him to pull out, so you just lay like that, him spooning you closely, licking stripes over your neck and jaw, and you felt desire build in you again, instant and frenzied.

“Next time, how about we put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, huh?” 

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

✧Summary~teyam teases his stepsis while you two are having a movie night with friends😉

✧Warnings~public sex, mentions of alcohol,stepcast, stepbrother!neteyam, stepsister!reader,fingering, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, enjoy love<33

✧Translations~ Tanhì- star,bioluminescent freckle, Paskalin-honey

It was late,the light of the so called “tv” and the light of the bonfire being the only thing surrounding you and your friends. Lo’ak was the one to bring up the idea to have a “movie night”, once he explained it to everyone else(and also told them he’d bring drinks) they were down to come with. Everyone was laughing and talking freely, just letting the alcohol flow through their bodies as they waited for your stepbrother to set everything up.

“Want some company?” You ask Neteyam, looking down at him with a soft smile. He looks up at you with a smile,lifting up the big fluffy blanket so you can lay next to him. “Of course, paskalin.” The name making your smile widen and stomach flutter. Once you get comfortable he slides a pillow under your head, making you giggle at his actions.

“What?” He asks through a laugh, ears perked up at attention. You smile softly, his clueless expression making your heart beat rapidly. “You’re just the best teyam.” You say while instinctively moving closer to him. “Yeah, I know” he says sarcastically, making you elbow his ribs softly.

“Alright! You guys ready?” Lo’ak says as he shuts the lights off and presses a button that starts the movie. He lays down next to tsireya before sitting back up,“And you guys better not talk or I swear to god-ow! The fuck bro?” He glares at spider, who interrupted him by throwing a pillow at him. “Why do you act like you won’t be talkin 5 minutes into this?” He taunts as he leans back a crosses his arms, making kiri and the rest of the group giggle.

He rolls his eyes at spider,“Bro that’s not even true, why are you lying?” He claps back quickly, already picking a fight.

“So what are you doing right now, lo’ak?” You ask, making him get silent real quick. The groups laughs at this, leaving lo’ak a pouting mess next to tsireya who was pulling him so he can lay back down.

The movie that’s playing seemed like a horror movie, since the scene that was on showed the killer walking around the main character’s house. The tense music made you play with your fingers anxiously, and your body gets stiff with nerves.

Noticing this, neteyam lets out a soft chuckle, “Tanhì..” he says as he pulls you into his chest softly, rubbing your arm soothingly. “You know I got you. No need to be scared” he says quietly, placing his chin on the top of your head.

The new position made your nerves die down, but also made you realize how much of his body was touching yours, his legs tangled in yours, his hand on your arm, his toned chest touching your back. It made heat spread all over your body.

To get away from the feeling, you shift your hips back slightly. Making neteyam groan lowly. The noise going straight to your now leaking pussy.

He smiles once he inhales that sweet, flowery smell of yours he loved so much. Already knowing what’s got you so excited.

Glancing down at you heatedly, he lets his hands roam over your body, eventually finding comfort on your hips. “Mhm tahni.. what are you thinking about that’s got you so pent up?” He says lowly, nibbling at your ear gently.

Thoughts aren’t even a thing for you at this point, too distracted by the throbbing in your needy cunt. He grinds his hips into you softly, making you snap back into reality.

Your hands fly to his wrists before you look up at him.“Teyam, we shouldn’t… it’s not right.” He raises his brows at this, before leaning back slightly to look at you. “Yeah? If you really think that, then why can I always smell how much that pretty pussy leaks whenever I’m around you?” He states, leaving you dumbstruck. Because you know he’s right.

Ever since he stopped looking like the little boy you remembered so fondly and more like the man he is now, you’ve been silently drooling over him. Everything he does makes you crazy, but guilty at the same time. Because it wasn’t right in anyway. It was so incredibly wrong. But the way his hands felt on you felt so right. The way your bodies melted together felt so right. He felt so right.

“Mhm, that’s what I thought” He taunts as he leaves wet kisses on your neck, untying the knot in your loincloth swiftly.

Your arousal hits him like a wave, making him growl in your ear lowly. “Fuck tanhì, must want me to fuck you infront of everyone huh?” His accent getting thicker and voice getting husky the more his fingers slide up and down your slit.

You cover your mouth quickly, not wanting to get caught. Not when you’ve been waiting this long for him to finally make a move.

He rubs gentle circles on your clit, making you bite the inside of your palm and throw your hips back into his buldge. “Don’t make any noise, alright tanhì?” He warns, placing his hand over your mouth before slowly sliding a finger into your aching pussy.

You moan at the stretch just one of his fingers gave you, making you even more nervous for the eventual stretch of his cock. Your noise was covered up by the loudness of the movie, so you were safe from getting caught. but it didn’t fail to slip past lo’aks ears.

You place both of your hands on your stepbrothers wrist for support, eyes getting teary from having to keep your pretty nosies in.

He kisses your temple gently as he increases his pace, curling his finger into your sweet spot and rubbing circles on your clit. Making you whine pathetically. “Neteyam..” you complain, your pussy begging for another finger. “Shshhh, baby sis, let me take care of you.” He coos, sliding another finger in and pressing his thumb on your clit harder.

You shove your face into the bed below you, holding his hand desperately as you feel your high approaching. He smirks at your trembling form, leaning down to lick and kiss at your tender skin. “Awh tanhì..can’t handle your big brother’s fingers inside of you? Mm, what a shame~” he mumbles lowly, thrusting his fingers deeper into your pussy.

The squelching of your leaking cunt gets louder the more he goes on, letting him know you were close. The others were completely unaware of what you two were doing, too focused in the movie to care.

You turn your head slightly, meeting his lust filled gaze. “Teyam I’m gonna-“ you try to warn him, but he already knows. Reading your body like a book.“I know baby, want you to cum all over my fingers.”

You almost let out a moan as you cum, but that was silenced by Neteyam kissing you greedily. He slows his pace once you finally relax, and your high is ridden out.

You both pant quietly when the kiss is broken, looking at each other heatedly. He pulls his fingers out of you slowly, making you whimper at the loss of them. He brings them to his mouth. Licking your slick off greedily.

You watch the whole thing with half lidded eyes, the sight making your pussy throb needily and face heat up. “Mhm baby sis, we should’ve done that sooner.” He says with a shit eating grin on his face, making you roll your eyes.

He leans down to give you a passionate kiss before leaving a trail towards your ear. “Can’t wait to see how many ways I can break you, tahni.” He growls lowly into your ear. Making you whimper softly.

He leans away from you right when the lights turn back on, but his hands never leave your body. “So? Did you guys like it?” Lo’ak says to the group, all of them giving their opinions all at once. “Mhm yeah, it was definitely too scary for y/n though, she had her face covered the whole time” Lo’ak teases you, but the look in his eye told you he knew why you were really hiding your face.

“Yeah, she kept grabbing me whenever there was a jumpscare. She’s such a baby.” Neteyam adds on further, the smirk on his face telling you that you were in for it once it was just the two of you.

A/N~ late post but yall are gettin fed!! Half proofread this so if there’s any errors lmk. Stay safe and hydrated bbys🩷

Duces🫶🏽,

Luvv4j4ybe11

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[naomikuuromi]

bro pls somebody tell me why stepbro!neteyam and stepdad!jake are such a vibe? (idk if its jus me)

[gloryy-vs]

guys i’m alive i swear, i’ve been working a lot

send me super juicy headcanon requests .

[pandorxxx]

Tug of war

Neteyam (19) x omatikayan fem reader (18)

Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSE, (stepbro-stepsis), p in v, squirting, cursing, spitting, hair pulling, (stuck-fucked).

🔞Minors, do not interact🔞

“Shit!” You muttered, trying to pull your wrists out of the small openings of the cot. You glared down at the gem through the cot, the gem that got you in this situation.

“I should’ve just left it there!” You shook your head, realizing that you were genuinely tangled in the woven pieces of the cot. You dipped your head back to see your knife on the table, just inches away from you. You stretched your foot, trying to grab the knife with your toes, but you soon realized there was no use. It was so close, yet so far away.

“FUCK!” You shout, throwing your leg back on the ground. You bend over, laying your head on the cot in frustration.

“Oh wow…” you heard a familiar voice from behind you. You lift your head back up in relief.

“YES, NETEYAM! Please help me!” You grunt breathlessly, trying to yank your wrists out of the cot.

“How the fuck did this happen?” He chuckled lightly, walking over to your contorted body.

“Ughh, does that matter? I need help! Grab the knife and cut me out!” You said frantically as your wrists started to ache. He raised an eyebrow, as he admired your vulnerable state. Your cheek was on the cot beneath you as your hips were in the air.

Easy access he thought.

“Okay, jeez!” He shouted, getting closer to you. He grabbed your hips lightly, pulling you towards him in an attempt to pull you out. You rolled your eyes when you realized he was just dry humping you.

“You’re such a freak! Get the knife, and stop humping me!” You shout, nudging your head towards the knife on the table.

“I don’t want to cut you, just give me a minute and I’ll get you out!” He grunted, still pulling you back by your hips. He bent down to your wrists, pelvis still flush with your backside. You could feel his breath on your neck as he tugged on your wrist. You could feel his heartbeat on your shoulder. You could feel his loincloth growing by the second. Your eyes widened when his cock poked your entrance, creating a good amount of friction.

“Neteyam, I can feel your dick on my ass. Get off of me now!” You screamed, turning around to see his chin on your shoulder.

“I-I’m sorry y/n! How else am I supposed to get you out?” He grunted, still pulling at your wrists.

“Can you pull me out without getting a BONER, skxawng!?” You say sarcastically, moving your lower body to get him off of you.

“W-wait, don’t move like that…” he growled lowly as the friction was consuming him.

“No, move now! If our parents come in and see us like this-”you were cut off by him gripping your hips again, pulling you towards him harder. You could really feel him now, and you couldn’t deny that it was slightly turning you on.

“Neteyammm, what are you doing?!” You whined confused at the fact that he let your wrists go completely. He was solely focused on your ass, rolling his hips into you.

“I told you not to move like that, y/n.” He groaned, running his hands up your arched back, gripping the back of your neck.

“N-Neteyam, you’re my step brother!” You whined, as your body submitted to him, creating a pool in your loincloth.

“Not related.” he spat, untying your loincloth. “Ugh, what if mom and dad come in?” You asked frantically, feeling the cool air hitting your soaked cunt. He sighed loudly walking towards the door to shut it. He walked back over to you, admiring the view in-front of him as he untied his loincloth.

“Better?” He asked sarcastically, gazing at your dripping cunt.

“No, Dumbass! Stop playing around, my wrists hurt!” You pouted, cheek dropping to the cot in frustration. Neteyam was in a trance by your current position. He tilted his head, slowly jerking himself off as you struggled to get up.

“Your wrists are the least of your worries right now.” He growled, slapping your ass hard, instantly leaving a hand print. You wince in pain, bitting your lip to suppress the scream that was threatening to leave your lips.

“Fuck! Neteyam, please!” You whimpered, still feeling the stinging sensation.

“Please what?” He asked calmly. walking towards you, placing his cock on your ass.

“Please, j-just get me out.” You whined into the cot, making your cries muffled. he grinned, before slowly spitting down on his cock. He gripped it, rubbing the spit in.

“I’ll get you out, y/n. All we gotta do is rock you back and forth, and I know just the way to do it.” He explained, plunging his cock deep inside of you. He threw his head back, thrusting into you softly. You gasped loudly at the sudden fullness.

“NETEYAM!” You shout sharply, yanking your arms more than you did before. As much as you tried not to, your body was betraying you as you began to get more aroused. It felt so good, but it was wrong.

“Shhh baby, just take it.” He whispered, speeding up his pace, rocking you back and forth like he promised. You slipped up, moaning unintentionally and that sent him over board.

“Oh was that a moan I heard? Do you still want me to stop, y/n?” He asked sarcastically, shifting his hips up to brush against your sweetspot with every thrust.

“Ohhh shit!” You whined loudly, contorting your face in pleasure. You couldn’t help yourself as you started throwing it back, meeting his thrusts halfway.

“That’s what I thought!” He groaned, grabbing your shoulder tightly, using it as leverage to fuck you harder. Your jaw dropped, as you chuckled in pleasure.

“Yeessss! Don’t fucking stop!” You shouted, delirious from all the pleasure. He smacked your ass again, leaving an identical handprint. You hummed, biting your lip as you looked back at him.

“Keep fucking me just like that!” You whined, locking eyes with him. He bit his lip as he nodded at you, watching the way you were opening up to him.

“You’re gonna make me fucking cum if you keep talking like that!” He growled watching your ass hit his pelvis with every stroke. You spread your knees wider, giving him more access. With that, he abused your sweetspot, thrusting into you deeper. You shut your eyes as he drilled into you harder and faster.

“Ohhhh you’re so fucking big!” You moaned, flipping your hair out of your face. He gripped your hair, twisting it around his forearm.

“You like your step brothers cock? Huh?” He bent down, pecking your neck. You nodded frantically. He pulled your hair back further, making you two come face to face. He spit into your mouth and you swallowed it hungrily.

“Mhmmm, such a fucking freak.” He smiled, letting your hair go as he stood back up. You felt your orgasm approaching quickly, as your moans got louder and louder. You suddenly looked down, noticing that your hands were halfway out of the cot.

“F-fuck neteyam! I’m almost out!” You moaned, feeling a knot building in your stomach. He peered over you, to see his plan actually being successful. He had no idea that it would work, he was planning to just cut you out after he was done with you.

“Maybe I should go harder then, huh?” He moaned, thrusting into you harder and faster than before.

“Shit! shit! shit! I’m almost there!” You whined, feeling the knot unraveling in your stomach. At the same time, your hands were slowly sliding out of the cot with every thrust.

“I’m almost there too, baby. Wanna cum at the same time?” He asked breathlessly as his thrusts became sloppier.

“Mhmm yesss!” You shout as your legs started shaking.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” You screamed, letting him know that it was time. Just like that, you two cum in sync. You squirted all over his lower abdomen as he came deep inside you, letting out a guttural growl. He thrusted into you hard one last time, freeing you from the cot, sending the both of you flying to the ground. You both pant loudly, lying on the ground. You snapped your head to him, holding your fist out.

“Thank you” you said breathlessly. He looked at you, laughing at your antics.

“You’re welcome.” He replied, fist pumping with you before letting his arm fall to the ground from exhaustion.

I really like this one y’all 😂 it’s kinda funny. Anywaysss, I love y’all to death, and I’ll talk to y’all tomorrow.

Outtie❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

Pandorxx

[blue-slxt]

Kinktober 1

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

Kinktober Masterlist

A/N: Kinktober is finally here! I'm so incredibly excited to finally post all of the prompts that I've been working on for so long now and keeping under wraps. I can't wait to go on this journey with all of you! I hope you guys like what I have! Some of them are little drabbles, some are closer to actual one shots. Either way I hope you enjoy! All characters are aged up.

Pairing: Stepbro!Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: Stepcest (not related by blood), Handjob, Almost getting caught

“You look so stressed” you say to Neteyam who stood before you, shoulders basically touching his ears from how tight they were.

“I do not” he protests with a small grind of his teeth.

“Don’t be stupid. Sit down, let me help you.” You say urging him over to sit in front of you. He relents with a huff and plops down on the ground cross-legged in front of where you stood.

You sit on your knees behind him and start massaging the tense muscles of his back and shoulders. His muscles feel like boulders under your fingers while you try to steadily work them back into actual flesh.

Neteyam grunts and groans while you work on him and you try to focus on anything other than the heat that settles between your thighs at the sound of him. Even if you weren’t related by blood, you grew up with the Sully kids. Jake was good friends with your parents when you were younger and when they passed, he took you in without hesitation. Neteyam was always your favorite. He was your protector and best friend. He was the best big brother and you loved him. But was it sibling love you were still feeling? Surely siblings don’t have the kind of thoughts about each other that you have about Neteyam. It’s shameful. You’re not sure what would happen if anyone found out. Especially Neteyam.

But he’s so hard to read, it’s hard to know if he knows and is just playing it off or if he’s actually oblivious to how you feel.

Your hands continue on their crusade up and down his shoulders and work their way down his arms. His muscles are lean and solid from years of training and fighting. You thank Eywa that he’s facing away from you so he can’t see how you bite your lip while you let your eyes wander over him.

And you take your sweet time taking in all of him. Eywa, help you, everything about him is perfect. Getting lost in your musings, you don’t even realize that your eyes have inadvertently settled at his crotch and…fuck, he’s hard right now.

Your hands come to a halt when the realization hits you. He’s still just sitting here looking around everywhere else but at you. Is this your chance? Fuck, you hope it is as you let your hands trace over more of his skin and around to the front of his body. You can almost feel his breathing stutter in his chest when your fingers run over his pecs.

He makes no move to stop you or to escape your touch so you continue pushing the envelope. Slowly, your fingers inch lower and lower until they’re dancing at the waist of his tewng. It feels like you’re holding your breath when you finally think ‘fuck it’ and duck your hand past his loincloth. Your hand is met with the velvety feel of his stiff cock already pulsing in your grip. You’re not sure which one of you shudders harder at the contact. Eywa, he’s even bigger than you thought.

You slowly start to pump your fist up and down his length and you can feel the beads of precum leaking from the head. The feel of him thick and heavy in your hands has you squeezing your thighs together in need of your own friction. Your chest presses into Neteyam’s back and he can feel the soft squish of your breasts on his skin. He thinks about how badly he wants to suck on them right now and his eyes roll when you start to stroke him faster.

“Teyam…” it comes out in a hushed breath. But before things can go any further, there’s a rustling in the bushes.

The two of you jump feet away from each other and holding your hands close to your own bodies. Kiri appears looking between you both confused.

“What’s the matter with you two?”

“Nothing” you answer a little too quickly to be convincing.

Neteyam keeps his arms in front of his body to hide his dick that was still begging to be set free.

“Whatever”, Kiri rolls her eyes, “Hurry back, it’s almost dinner time!” she says turning on her heels and already heading back home.

You and Neteyam can’t bring yourselves to look at each other. Not only did you cross a line, but to make it even worse, you almost got caught.

“Um…so I’ll head back first since…you know…” you stand and quickly regain your composure. “I’ll…see you later?”

His face flushes a bit and his ears stand up straight at your question. “Yeah, later.” He confirms.

And with that, you disappear back between the lush of the forest.

Your words stick with Neteyam for some reason. When you asked if you’d see him later, did you just mean in a general sense like how you would say to anybody else? Or did you mean see him later to finish what you started? Why does he really hope it’s the second one?

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[arachine]

my eyes r rolling omffff waht is wrong w u and how r u so talented! it’s not fair 🙏 but anyway i can’t stop thinking about more stepbro!neteyam and how you’re going through heat and he helps you out

claiming 🫘 if it’s not taken 😁

— sinful desires !

+ pairings :: step!bro neteyam x female na’vi!reader 

+ genre :: mature

+ general tags :: 18+ (explicit sexual content, explicit language)

+ content warnings :: characters aged up (20), dark content, pseudo-cest, reader gets her heat, corruption, dacryphilia, vaginal sex, f/m ejaculation...not proofread

+ note :: hi nonnie bb! wrote this as a thirst…went a little overboard hehe :3 + not my usual format ;( bc i wrote this before going to the dining hall LOL! but yeah, this is just smth light before i get started on my actual WIPS.

“c’mon, don’t look at me like that,” he thumbs your cheek, tilting his head with an avian flutter of his lashes. neteyam could be so…generous. always too eager to help—too eager to make everybody’s problems, his problems.

right now he had you splayed out in a clearing, one hand holding his weighty cock, and the other holding the back of your thigh. you’ve been in this position for a while, all heavy breaths and squirms, physically (and mentally) fighting the urge to relinquish your body to him—to let him you.

you always pictured your first heat going a lot smoother than this. that when the time came, you’d be prepared and mated—but you were neither. so, one could only imagine the moral dilemma that arises when you’re forced to choose between two (very bad) options: 1) doing nothing and ultimately succumbing to the pain, and 2) fucking the only guy who conveniently happened to be within proximity.

the latter was obviously, not something you would’ve chosen for yourself—but the pain was excruciating—debilitating, and your current location wasn’t giving you much room for choice.

“look, you can stay here and suffer, bound to the forest soil, or you can let me help you,” the boy slides the weeping tip of his cock over your exposed folds, “which one sounds better? wallowing in pain or big brother helping you, hm?”

the tail of his query is accompanied with a prod to your hole, and you whimper in response, arching up to grasp at his chest. neteyam finds amusement in this, chuckles under his breath and gets real low on top of you.

“c’mon, baby, say it. tell me with your words. not gonna make you do something you don’t want to do,” and with that he’s lifting your chin up, using the pad of his loitering thumb to swipe away crystalline droplets.

you nod your head slowly. first once, then twice, lifting your hips up to meet him halfway. he takes your silent acquiescence as an invitation to glide into you. and, fuck, it’s so easy…fits right in like a glove. overwhelmingly wet and warm, a terrible combination that scares him.

you’re trouble, he thinks. because he knows that after he fucks you, gives you what you want—he’ll only want more. and that hunger will only grow, it’ll fester and fester, until the only way he can get off is with you. and that couldn’t happen, no—because this was only supposed to be a one time thing.

what would the people think of their future olo’eyktan messing around with his little sister? surely, they’d denounce his claim and deem him unfit to lead, right? and what would your parents think? they’d probably disown the both of you, or worse, disown you. and that’s the last thing he wants—to ruin you.

which is why this has to be the first time and the last time.

“‘teyam make me feel good please!” you clasp your hands behind his neck, forcing him to lay atop of you, “wan’ it to stop hurting…please, just…help me.”

there’s a flicker in your eyes when you say it, and he likes it. makes his spine tingle and his pupils dilate. because he wants to hear you do it again.

“you want me to make you feel good, huh?” a slow, drawn out thrust, “want big brother to make it feel better here?” he unsheathes himself from your gummy cunt and taps the top of your mound with the weight of his length.

“mhm, need you now, ‘teyam. please, hurry!” of all the years he’s known you, he’s never known you to be a beggar. the sheer desperation in your voice alone was enough to make him forgo all of his disciplines.

without pause, he guides his mushroomy head back to your leaking hole, and pushes himself all the way in until the fat of his balls is plush against your ass.

its’s so swift, the way he completely takes charge, like he’s done this before—like he’s been inside of you. your body was foreign to him, a stranger, and yet, it wasn’t. and he convinces himself as much because of the way you’re responding to him.

you are putty under his touch, and every moan, grab, clutch, and clench only confirms this.

faster, deeper—harder, you preen. and he obeys. does it when you command it, and doesn’t ease up. it’s almost unreal, the way the two of you are moving in perfect synchrony. like you’re liquified metal, melding together to form one.

“shit, feel you clenching. are you close, baby?” he syncopates each word with a harsh thrust, letting his weight distribute to one arm as he encases the side of your head. you nod eagerly, mumbling a string of expletives, followed after a series of strangled cries.

“f-feel it coming, don’t stop.” you’re so close, so, so, so close to that sweet release that you’ve been chasing after since it happened, and you’ll be damned if you don’t get it.

unconsciously, you wrap your legs tighter around his torso, and pull him down by the neck until his face is mere centimeters away from yours. you’re close—too close. so close that if he were to dip his head down just slightly, he’d kiss you.

your eyes flit to his lips, to his eyes, and then back to his lips. calling. beckoning. pleading.

kiss me, is what he thinks they’re saying. but he’s scared it’s too…intimate. a kiss would solidify things—feelings—and he didn’t have the mental fortitude to come to terms with that just yet.

this was supposed to be something he did to help you, he reminds himself. he was just doing you a favor, because that’s what brothers did, right? just a favor. nothing more, nothing less.

but eyes stare back into eyes, and breaths intertwine with breaths, and shit, he’s a weak man. this was another deadly combination that could only be blamed by the forced proximity. damn this.

he presses his lips to your own, harsh and heavy, leaving no room for anything. no room for hesitation—air—not even for protest. and when you kiss him back with just as much want, just as much need? he’s melting into your touch, ramming into you with such unbridled velocity, that you don’t even register the accidental love bite you gave his lip.

he works through it though, licks the blood up and continues his assault on your cunt. lays thrust after thrust until your body falls lax in his hold and your thighs clench shut around him.

“that’s it, sweet girl,” he coos, “go ahead, give it all to me.” with the encouragement of his sweet words, you come undone all over his cock, with his own release not too far behind.

“fuckfuckfuck, where you want it?” he grunts out through broken moans.

“inside, do it inside!” you sob, grabbing for his neck once more, pulling him down to your chest. you help to draw his release out by moving your hips in unison with his, holding yourself up on your forearms as he sheathes himself in and out of you at a dizzying pace.

with a final piston, he finishes inside of you. the two of you stall in the air briefly before he gently lowers you down onto your back, him following soon after to lay on your breasts.

when his breaths even, and the bioluminescent plants begin to glow, he unsheathes himself from inside you and sits back on his knees. you look so pretty, he thinks. with his spent seeping from your hole, and your skin all slick with sweat.

“this can never…” you breathe, chest still heaving and breaths ragged, “never, ever happen again.”

a beat. he doesn’t answer. and you repeat yourself, only this time, with more power behind your tone.

“hey, this can never happen again. got it?”

he can only manage to give you a nod, but he doesn’t give you his word.

because this? this wouldn’t be the last time. he was going to be selfish, and if that meant ruining you for anyone else in the clan—if that meant keeping you from finding a potential mate, he’d just have to ruin you.

© arachine 2023

[teyamloving12]

ALL OF UR WRITINGS MAKES ME WANNA 😩♥️♥️ im obsessed♥️♥️

Do u hve any writings with like stepcest?

A Family Dinner

Warning: humiliation kink, pseudo incest, fingering, semi-public, almost caught, squirting, etc.

Pairing: Stepbro!Lo'ak x Stepsis!Reader ft. Neteyam

Synopsis: Lo'ak always loved to tease you even under the table during a family dinner.

Was it weird that you allowed your stepbrother to touch you in areas only your mate should touch?

Yes it was.

But did you care? No, you didnt care one bit.

What you and Lo'ak were doing was against the will of the great mother. Against the familial relations you two had. It was clear Lo'ak liked you from the start. You were the sister that stuck by his side. As the seasons passed on, Pandora grew and so did you. He was the first to notice the changes of your body.

He was the first to notice your sudden increase of height, the change of your voice, the rapid growth of your hair, and of course, he saw how "womanly" you became. This obviously came with grave consequences. The men, youthful and mature, tried to get your hand, but Jake would rather die than give your hand to them. Lo'ak was a different case. No one, Na'vi nor dreamwalker, would dare to mate with you.

He wouldn't allow it.

Mind this, Neteyam was not stupid. He noticed the incestous connection Lo'ak and his stepsister had. It was suspicious how Lo'ak hissed at every Na'vi that dared to look your way. He knew. Neteyam knew everything. He observed how Lo'ak snuck to your room every night, how your hugs seemed so intimate, how his tail flashed behind him when you kiss him on the cheek.

It was fucking obvious.

Neteyam tapped his fingers on the table as he watched his brother and stepsister get along a little too well. He peered his eyes to see what was really happening. Lo'ak ran his hand between your smooth thighs. He rubbed the wet spot on your loincloth resulting a small whimper to escape your lips.

Your legs slowly began to lose its strength although you were sitting down. You laid your head on Lo'ak's shoulder. "As much as I love hearing you moan and whimper f'me, you have to keep it down.", he said almost as if he was teasing you. He listened to your small whimpers and praises. It made him lose control.

He increased the speed of his slender fingers on your clitoris and your clenching, soaked cunt. Your hips slammed on to his hand. His palm was collecting your love juices like a well. Your face screwed up like an overstimulated pornstar. You hid your face in your palms as you released all over Lo'ak. Lo'ak rose his hand and licking up your juices. You sighed in relief. "He is finally done!", you thought.

Key word.

Thought.

You were on the verge of unconsciousness, your amber eyes rolled to the back of your head. "Don't pass out on me, baby.", he said. But you couldn't keep your eyes open. You couldn't stay awake. Lo'ak glared at your almost unconscious figure from the corner of his eyes. He pinched your puffy clit mercilessly. So hard, your eyes shot open as you jotted up in pain with a mixed of pleasure.

Neteyam was alarmed when he saw his stepsister jot up suddenly. "Tsumuke, what is wrong?", Neteyam asked. You looked at Lo'ak signalling he should stop but this psychopath just smiled at you devilishly. About to respond, Lo'ak forced his fingers back inside of you. Your pussy made erotic, sloppy sounds. You bit your inner jaw and clench your thighs together. " I-I'm fine, rä'ä sngum si.", you exclaimed. Lo'ak slowed down as he saw his mother and sisters approaching with dinner. Jake sat beside Neytiri, who was beside you.

Now you were fucked.

No pun intended.

Tuk was sharing how she met a new friend. Lo'ak dropped his napkin, catching the attention of his mother. "What is wrong Lo'ak?", Neytiri asked. "Just...dropping my napkin, that's all.", he said crawling under the table. He smirked as he sees the huge wet stain on your loincloth. "Perfect.",he whispered.

He moved your loincloth almost making you choke on your food. His tongue met with your folds. His two fingers thrust inside you with maximum speed. Your fingers ran through his braids as you attempted to hold your moans by biting your bottom lip. "So sweet for no reason, ma.",he claimed as he slurped up your wetness loudly.

About to cum, you hit Lo'ak on his head harshly. He ignored your warning ad you squirted all over his face. He picked up the napkin in one hand and used the other to collect your juices from his face and licked it off again. You trembled in your seat and the chair you sat on was soaking right through. "Are you alright, syulang?", Neytiri asked in concern. Jake walked over you, checking if you have a fever. You couldn't respond. Lust clouded your mind.

"Neteyam, take your sister to her room.", Jake commanded. "Sir I can do-", Lo'ak tried to speak out but the glare he received from his father shut me up immediately. Neteyam threw you down on your bed and shot you a deadly glance. You looked at me with eyes of fear and full of eyes. "Don't act innocent.",he said almost whispering. He knew. He began to remove his loincloth. "You know what to do.",he said sternly. You shook your head.

"Don't be shy sister, after all you weren't afraid to let Lo'ak finger you in front of our parents.", he said with a grim look on his face. He moaned as your lips wrapped around his half erected member. He forced your face balls deep. "Dirty girl. Fucking both of your brothers like a whore. If you bite me, I'll slice your tongue off."

He didn't care. After all, you were not blood related. The perfect son finally broke down. You looked beautiful like that.

Lo'ak wouldn't mind sharing, right?

[askinkiskarma]

stepbro!netayam x reader???

this did something to me, ngl. hope you enjoy anonnie.

Neteyam and reader are aged up. minors dni! 🔞

Warnings: stepcest, strong language, mentions of smut, cursing, blood, violence

wc: 850 words

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would be so good at hiding his true feelings and intentions, as he has had to do with every other aspect of his being. he would give you fleeting looks, and lingering stares when no one is looking, and hope they couldn't see the hunger and desire in them, that no one could smell it in the way precum stained the loincloths that he now had to change every fucking day.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let moans of your name slip past his gritted teeth as he wraps his fingers around his thick cock, pumping himself harder, faster, thinking of your frilly loincloths and your beaded tops that left very little to the imagination, and how he would die and kill to rip off of you, how he aches to bend you over his father's desk and do to you what he was doing to his hands. with you in mind, and the thought of you, sprawled like that, your cunt fully on display for him, whining and writing as he rutted into you, it takes no time to for him to come, thick spurts of iridescent cum dripping down his fingers.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let out his anger and frustrations with the situation by bloodying and bruising anyone who dared get too close to his beloved baby step sister, the only time he ever lost his precious composure. he would have no shortage of excuses for why another man ended up needing stitches and ointments in the Tsa'hik's tent.

"'teyam, why did you do that?"

"Because he gave Kiri a weird look."

"Because he called Lo'ak a freak behind his back."

"Because he's just a dick."

what he wanted to say, but couldn't, was that they all looked at you, undressing you with their heathen eyes, fantasising about scenarios that they shouldn't, that would never happen, not while he had a say in it. because you were his, and fuck it, he'd gladly go through each one of them to prove it, if he had to.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would finally take it too far when he punched a guy that you liked, while he was running his fingers up and down your thighs at one of the clan celebrations.

the air was warm and filled with sonorous laughter and electrifying music, with faint traces of alcohol and arousal. it was mating season, and you could feel it in the air, the love, and passion, the excitement and fervour overtaking the young Na'vi. you were not immune to it, and definitely not right now, as Luanu, one of the most well-respected warriors in the clan, who also happened to be gorgeous and obviously into you, was touching you, his fingers progressively further up your thigh, and you hoped he wouldn't stop, that nobody would come and interrupt, at least not until you did. he wasn't your first choice of someone you wanted to fuck you senseless, but he'd have to do, since you very well couldn't have him.

the him that was now standing in front of you, fangs bared and shaking his fist furiously in the air, Luanu's blood on his knuckles matching the one currently splattered on your face from the force of the blow.

"what the actual fuck, Neteyam? are you out of your mind?"

he didn't answer you as he pulled you forcefully away from the crowd, not until you reached a secluded part of the home tree, not until he pushed you back, your back getting scratched painfully against the rough bark.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing, huh? acting like a slut for everyone to see, for our parents to see?"

"you need to lighten up, teyam. it's a celebration. the beginning of mating season, no less. there's no harm in a having a little fun while we're at it."

his eyes were wild and feral, his lips curled in a snarl as he approached you, until his breath was fanning over your ears, his voice barely above a whisper.

"sis, if you wanted a little fun, you don't go to grunts like Luanu. you come to me."

his tongue licked a stripe from you collarbone to behind your ears, and you shuddered, slick pooling in your tewng, cunt throbbing in need. you've imagined Neteyam fucking you for so long. it was so immoral, so wrong, and you didn't know whether you were more shocked, scared or eager that your wildest dreams were now manifesting themselves in front of your eyes.

his nose scrunched up, inhaling, and he smirked at what he sensed.

"little sis, already dripping for me, huh? i have wanted to feel your tight little cunt around my cock for so long, and you're saying I could have had it all this time? that you wanted it, too?"

you said nothing as your breath laboured and your eyes closed, just letting his words pierce through you, allowing them to wash over you, allowing them to float around you, filling you with need and deep, deep craving.

"you have to use your words, pretty girl. do you want your step bro to fuck you dumb?"

"fuck, yeah."

tewng - loincloth

maybe part 2? maybe not? 👀

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[gloryy-vs]

PLEASE I NEED STEPBROTHER AONUNG SO BAD🙏🙏🙏🙏

ITS COMING TODAY I PROMISE

[gloryy-vs]

the way you not only ate this up but ate the plate, the table, goddamn near ate the whole kitchen???

incredible, PLEASE tell me you have more in store for stepbro!Ao'nung?

THE KITCHEN HAUAHAH

and YES two more parts are coming, one based of an anon request and another based off a comment i got lol BUT I LOVE YOU GUYS 🫶🏻

[blue-slxt]

Romancing Pandora 5

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: I feel like I'm doing a lot of continuations lately lol, but I'm not mad at it. Plus, a lot of people were asking for more of my Kinktober 1 prompt so here it is! I hope you enjoy it! All characters are aged up!

Pairing: Stepbro!Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: Stepcest, Fingering, Mentions of P in V

The sun is high in the sky bathing you in its warm glow. It’s a welcome sensation on your skin as you’re deep in the forest gathering flowers for new accessories that you want to weave. You quietly hum the tune of your songcord to yourself while you look over the petals on a particularly beautiful flower. 

Suddenly, your vision is obscured by a pair of hands and a warm body is pressed closely against your back. 

“There you are, tanhì” a low, husky voice says in your ear making a shiver run through your body. You’d be able to pick that voice out in a crowd of a hundred others. A smile spreads on your face at the realization. 

“Teyam, what are you doing? What if someone sees?” you say lightly shaking yourself free from his hold and turning to look at him. 

He’s clearly unbothered as he steps closer to you again. “You worry too much. Nobody else is even close around here” he says, guiding your arms to rest on his shoulders and wrapping his own around your waist. “We haven’t been caught yet and we won’t be.” His toothy grin makes you scrunch your nose at him playfully. 

“Always the ever-confident one.”

“One of us has to be, don’t you think?”

You’ve always loved his optimism. It was one of his most charming qualities ever since you were both younger. Plus, he was right. The two of you never did get caught. Of course, there was that one time that Kiri almost caught you, but you’ve been much more careful since then. You both knew you had to be oh so careful. Who’s to say what would happen if anybody found out the kind of relationship you had now? 

Neteyam gently presses his lips against yours and you happily kiss him back, pressing up on your tiptoes to reach him. He sighs into the kiss as all the tension in his body melts away at the contact. His hold on you tightens ever so slightly and you smile against his lips. 

His thigh finds its place between yours, making you spread them for him. 

“Teyam…” you gently warn without taking your lips off his. But he just hums a response with a sly grin. You finally break the kiss, but he just attaches his lips to your neck, pressing his body more into yours. 

“What are you up to?” you ask with a grin painting your face. 

“I haven’t gotten to touch you in so long. I’ve missed you.” Neteyam says between kisses and little bites to your neck. One of his hands snakes down your body and under your tewng. 

A small laugh bubbles up your throat, “Teyam, we were just together last night” you remind him. 

You can feel the smile on his face, “Exactly and that is too long”.

His fingers slip and slide through your slick-covered folds. 

“Besides, look how ready you are for me already.”

You bite your lip to hold in the moan you almost let out when he slips one finger inside. His pace is slow, but he reaches so deep right where you needed. 

Your head falls back with a moan and you let yourself submit to his touch. Your legs spread more, your chest presses against his, and your hands get lost in his braids. His finger slides in and out of you so easily, it’s almost embarrassing, but for Neteyam, it only motivates him to push on. He adds another finger eliciting a gasp from you which he promptly cuts off with another kiss. His tongue invades your mouth and you gladly take it in letting your tongue dance with his. 

He curls his fingers up against the spongy part of your walls, making your knees buckle. If it weren’t for his hold on you, your legs might have given out on you. His grip is bruising and his fingers inside of you are relentless and you let yourself get lost in him. That familiar pressure builds in your core, giving you flashbacks to the previous night. 

Neteyam sneaking into your cot and the quiet, strong thrust of his hips into yours that made you want to cry out in pleasure. His fingers in your mouth keeping you quiet so as to not alert anyone around you of your late night rendezvous. More importantly, who they’re with. But something about that fact, the idea of the forbidden nature of your relationship, makes it all even more exciting and enticing. 

A perfectly placed stroke of Neteyam’s fingers into your slick heat snaps your mind back to the present. 

“Mmm!” you muffle against his lips. He smiles in the kiss knowing from the way that you squeeze around his fingers that you’re close. His fingers move faster and you can both hear the loud squelching sound filling the air. 

It hits you hard and fast and it feels like it takes the air from your lungs when your release rushes through you. Neteyam breaks the kiss just so that he can watch your face as you come undone. Your body collapses into his as you ride out your high. 

“Oh, tanhì, you always look so beautiful cumming for me.” he coos to you. 

Your ears can barely register the words he’s saying since his fingers are still curling up into your spasming walls. 

“Haah…”

He bites his lip watching you. He finds himself getting lost in you too and he almost doesn’t want to let you go. So he decides, he won’t. His fingers don’t stop moving and your mind won’t stop spinning. You can barely come down from your high as he continues playing with your dripping pussy.  

“T-Teyam…” you whine pathetically and he can only chuckle at the state of you.

“I’m not done with you yet, tanhì.”

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[gloryy-vs]

W.I.P Fics

so we can all be on the same page 😃 and cus i wanna tease y’all

Jake:

Good Form (Jake x Reader NSFW)

Neteyam:

Shameless (Neteyam x Reader NSFW)

Ms. Jackson (Neteyam x Reader SFW)

Ao’nung:

What You Need (Stepbro!Ao’nung x Reader NSFW CW)

Lo’ak:

Apple Cider (Lo’ak x Human!Reader SFW)

[pandorxxx]

Ok pooka don't judge me for this but....

I keep thinking ab stepbro neteyam n lo'ak x stepsis!reader n she always wears revealing clothes n teases them so she gets a reaction out of them

I don't even know what to do with these thoughts but I js needed to get it out of my system 🥲. I'm sorry if you think this is weird or anything bae💔💔

Not weird at all. I might make that the idea for my “both brothers” fic!!

[askinkiskarma]

Is there gonna be a pt2 of stepbro!neteyam x reader??

Hi bestie, i did write another part of stepbro neteyam (it’s not exactly a continuation, but i love it anyway). Here’s the link x