Neteyam x Metkayina!Reader
warnings: fluff, mentions of mating, reader and neteyam are aged up, implied smut i think, not proofread, i think i’m missing something lmk if i did thx
nga yawne lu oer = i love you
part one | part two | part three | part four | part five
You didn’t wake up in your usual spot the next morning, not in the arms of the one you cared so deeply about, except you woke up in your hammock, surrounded by your sleeping family. Surely Neteyam would understand why you didn’t meet him last night, you hoped that he didn’t even bother leaving his pod.
You got up from your hammock, grabbing your spear, knife and other necessities that you needed for the day. You haven’t been training the group the past couple days, with all that was going on. So today that will change, considering war is coming, you wanted everybody prepared. You wanted everybody at their best. This wasn’t your first rodeo, you’ve fought before, plenty of times but this one seems different. Bigger. The thought of it made you anxious, it always did. But you had to remain focused, you had a job to do, and that was to protect your people, your family. You don’t know what you would do if something happened to your siblings, if anything you’d want it to be them mourning you. It is your job to protect them.
You slipped out of your pod, greeting members of your clan as you walked down on the beach. You placed your weapons down in the sand then sat down beside them in a meditation pose, whispering your daily prayers, adding in to keep your clan safe during this time. The fact that you didn’t know when it was coming is what made you so anxious. Is this the dream? Was this it? This great war is what has been consuming your mind. Your thoughts were interrupted by the water splashing next to you, Neteyam taking the spot next to you.
“Morning, my beautiful girl. How are you?” Neteyam grabs your hand, you looked over at him, his eyes tired as he sleepily smiled at you, “Nete, did you get any sleep?” You were concerned.
“Not as much as I get when your in my arms.” He tells you, “But I am fine, how are you?”
You sigh, not wanting to worry him about what was coming but you wanted him to be prepared.
“They are looking for your father, Nete. War is coming and I do not know when, but I want us to be prepared. I cannot lose them, any of them.” You tell him, “I cannot lose you.”
“You won’t, my love. I will always be here.” He squeezes your hand, “We will fight and protect them together.”
You shot him a sad smile, you don’t know what you would do with yourself if you fail any of them.
His hand meets your cheek, rubbing his thumb over it, “My beautiful girl, we will be okay. I promise.”
He brought you into a hug, holding onto you tight. You wish you could freeze the moment and stay like this forever. But you had a long day of training ahead of you.
“Go, get your siblings.” You pull out the hug, “And keep what I told you between us, please? For now.”
“I cannot keep such thing from my father.” Neteyam shakes his head, “He knows, Nete. They are keeping it from us, well, you guys.” You told him.
“Why did they tell you?” He asked, “My father told me, he tells me everything.” You mockingly say.
Neteyam jokingly shakes his head at you before he walks off to go get his siblings, you doing the same. You approached your pod, walking in to see your family eating breakfast.
“Training today, please see me when you are finished.” You blankly say, going to walk out again, “Are you going to eat, sister?” Tsireya asked you.
You went to pick up your weapons and headed over to your usual training area, sharpening your knife as you waited for the group.
“Sister.” Tsireya’s voice approached you, “Tsireya.” You continue sharpening your knife.
“I am sorry, but you know I had no choice.” She sits down next to me, “I know.” You hated to admit out loud, you put your knife down and looked at her.
“So why have you not spoken to me?” She asked you, “I have a million things on my mind, Tsireya. I am sorry, and I am not mad at you.”
“Good, I have missed you sister.” She giggles, “So, I overheard you and father talking last night.”
Your heart sunk, you know how Tsireya is, how paranoid and scared she gets. The last thing you needed was for her to be panicking over this.
“When will they announce the courtship?”
“What?” Was all you could say, “When will they announce that you two are to be mated? The Olo’eyktan’s daughter and Toruk Makto’s son, what a powerful couple.” She gushes.
You shush her, smiling in the process, “You must not tell anyone, Neteyam does not even know yet. I want to surprise him.”
“I am sure his parents told him already.”
“They have not.” You shake head, “Why wait to tell him? Why not now?” She asked.
“I just want to wait until his mind is clear, we have a lot going on today. Plus, I want it to be special.” You shrug.
“I cannot wait to hear what you have planned!” She was so into you and Neteyam’s relationship, maybe it’s because this is the first boy you’ve ever shown interest in.
“Ok, enough, help me set up for today’s training.” You pull yourself to your feet, “Target practice.”
She nods, eager to help you set up, you were eager yourself. Target practice was your favorite, being able to throw your spear and knife every and which way, it excited you. You two set up on the beach, the others joining you just as you finished up.
“Tuk, how about you join the kids over there for today? You all will be having so much more fun than us.” You suggested, hoping she’d just go.
“Sure!” She smiles, waving at the group before she skipped over to the group of kids who welcomed her with open arms.
“Today, we will practice with the knife and spear. Target practice. It is important that you are skilled and know how to use one of these.” You held up your knife, “The first task is simple, hit your target.”
The group had lined up in front of the targets, you watching as some hit and some missed. You’d do this for days until it’s mastered, by all of them.
“A knife is not going to work well for this.” Neteyam says to you as you approached him, “We need something that we use from a distance.”
“What do you suggest?” You knew what worked best for you, but anything that would help the group is acceptable.
“I will be right back.” Neteyam hands you the knife before running in direction of his pod.
As you waited for the boy to return, you watched over the group, watching who did what and how. You walked over to Kiri, who was failing miserably.
“Kiri.” You approached her, “I cannot do this.” She sunk her shoulders, defeated.
“Never say you cannot, Kiri. You just need more practice.” You tell her, “Here, let me show you how it is done.”
She hands you the knife and steps out of your way, you locked eyes with the target and pinched the handle of the knife, one swift motion and then knife was bullseye in the target.
“Impressive, but I cannot do that.” Kiri says, “Kiri!” You slightly scolded the girl, “Do you want to use my spear?”
“No, I’d rather stick with this.”
You laugh at the girl as Neteyam approached you with a foreign object in his hand, you scrunched your face up, not familiar with the weapon.
“I will show you.” Neteyam assures, walking past you.
“Continue to practice, Kiri. Ao’nung and Tsireya–” You look in between the two to see Tsireya giving her full blown attention to Lo’ak and Lo’ak only, “Ao’nung and Rotxo will help you.”
“Great, my two favorite people.” She says, full of sarcasm.
You turned on your heel and caught up with Neteyam, grabbing some things out his hand so he wouldn’t struggle as much. You two walked down the beach, a little secluded from the rest of the group.
“Alright, pretty girl, show me what you got.” He hands me the bow, “Nete. I do not—” You started.
“Just try, and I will correct you.”
You took a deep breath, trying the best to your advantage to do this right. You brought the arrow up, focusing on the target ahead of you, and surprisingly you didn’t miss but your aim was terrible.
“It was not terrible, but it was not the best either.” Neteyam laughs, “Do not laugh!” You bring the bow down.
“It’s okay.” His laughter simmers down, “Let me help you:”
Neteyam stood behind you, slowly pressing his body against yours as he positioned you to have a better aim. You couldn’t even focus though, not when he was this close to you. His breath down your neck as he instructed you on what to do, his hands on your elbow and waist for some reason. He knew what he was doing, there was no reason for his hand to be on your waist. He just liked seeing you all flustered underneath his touch.
“Take a deep breathe and shoot.” He says into your ear.
You do as he says, shooting the arrow right in the center of the target.
“Good job.” His hand trails up from your waist to the curve of your stomach and around your back as he walks on the opposite side of you.
“Stop.” You swish your tail towards him, “What?” His chuckle was low.
“I cannot focus with you acting like that.” You admit to him, “Come on, it is your turn.” You put down his bow and pick up your spear, handing it to him.
“Acting like what?” He smirks at you, taking the spear from your hand, “Neteyam, focus!” You looked up at him.
He didn’t even hesitate throwing your spear, it landing right on the target.
“Acting like what?” He repeated, walking over to you, wrapping his hand around your waist, “That! Stop, we have to focus, Neteyam.” You looked up at him while your bodies were inches apart.
“The only thing we need to focus on is protecting them. My love, we are the most skilled out of this whole group.” He tells you.
“Right, so we should be helping them.” You wiggle out his grip, “Stop acting so deprived of me, you see me everyday.” You smirked, walking away from him and back to the group, him following behind you.
You worked with the group for hours, teaching them new ways and even letting them show you some things they have learned on their own. You half the group out to get fish while the rest of you sat and prepped the rest of dinner, eclipse was soon and you weren’t the type to send people back home on a empty stomach.
“Sister, when are you going to tell him?” Tsireya whispered, “Tell who what?” Lo’ak asked.
You looked at her, then at him and back to her, you could just tell she was eager to tell somebody.
“They are going to be mates!” She cheered, “Really?” Lo’ak slightly smiles, “I’m surprised they are letting you, after what Tsireya told me—”
“She seems to tell you everything.” You glance at her and she mouths a sorry.
“Why don’t you tell him? I’m sure he is going to be happy to hear.”
“She is nervous, Lo’ak. Can you believe it?” Tsireya giggled, “Nervous? For what? You have nothing to be nervous about, he is in love with you.” Lo’ak tells you.
You looked over at Neteyam who was standing in the water with Kiri, talking to her as he pointed the arrow down in the water, disregarding how you had taught him to catch the fish.
“In love?” You ask Lo’ak, “Why do you sound so surprised? You are all he talks about.” The boy tells you.
You couldn’t help but blush at the comment, looking down at the sand with a smile on your face. You looked over at Neteyam once again before bringing yourself to your feet, walking over towards him and Kiri.
“May I steal your brother?” You asked her, “Be my guest.” She takes the fish from Neteyam.
You grabbed Neteyam’s hand and pulled him further into the water, calling for an Ilu in the process. You hopped on, him climbing on behind you and placing his hands on your waist. You two rode underwater for a while until you reached where you were going, returning to the surface and slowly riding through.
“What is this?” He asked in awe.
“A sacred place, the Cove of the Ancestors.”
You slowly made your way through, letting Neteyam take in every bit of it. You looked at him, smiling like a child looking at every single thing around him.
“This is our spirit tree, come.” You place your hand out for him to grab it and he gladly did, diving down into the water with you.
You two swam down to the beautiful tree, you still look at in in awe after your a hundredth time of seeing it.
“It is beautiful.” You signed to Neteyam.
“It is, Kiri and Tuk would love to see this.” You were impressed that the boy knew how to sign names.
You called for the Ilu once again and the both of you got on, this time Neteyam was the one guiding the Ilu through the water as your head rested on his back.
“You do not even know where you are going.” You say when you two reach the surface again, “So tell me.” He replied.
“Go over to that mountain.” You pointed and he guided the Ilu over to the mountain.
Once the both of you reached the mountain, Neteyam hopped off the Ilu and quickly helped you off as well, climbing up on the rock that led to the mountain.
“Is this another one of your spots?” Neteyam asked as he followed behind you, “No..” You trail off.
“So why did you bring me here?”
You stopped and turned to look at him, trying to think of the words to say to him. Neteyam was concerned, walking up to you, placing his hand on your cheek, stroking it with his thumb.
“Talk to me, pretty girl.”
“Ma yawne…” You locked your eyes with his, “I cannot wait to spend eternity with you. Nga yawne lu oer, my sweet, idiot boy.” You smile up at him.
He smiles back, cuddling both of your cheeks now, “Nga yawne lu oer, my beautiful girl. Ever since I laid eyes on you, I knew I wanted you to be mine, forever.”
“Now I will be, we will be each others, like you said.” Your smile grew, “We are to be mated, Nete.”
The boys eyes lit up, looking deeply in yours as he tried to process what you had just said. Has Ewya answered his prayers? Has he heard you correctly?
“But your parents–” He shakes his head, confused.
“They know that I will not change my mind, it is already set on you, Neteyam. I waited for a reason, I waited for you.”
Neteyam went to crash his lips against yours, but stopped himself, his lips brushing over your skin, “Can I kiss you?”
You wanted to, you really did. Your body yearned for his, it wanted nothing but to be bonded with his, together as one.
“Not yet, Nete. But this is where we will go when it is that time.”
He pulled away from you, lips brushing over your skin once again before pulling away completely. His hands dropped to your waist, pulling you into him, his head rested on yours as yours laid on his chest.
“We should get back, Nete.”
“Can we just stay here a little longer? Please?” He pleaded lowly, “They will worry about us.” You replied.
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a/n: what are you guys looking forward to with this series? i was planning on wrapping it up pretty soon 🫣 but i’m willing to extend it since i enjoy writing it sm,, also sorry for such the delay, i’ve been on vacation!! anyways, lmk!!! love uuuuu
