Sooo now itโs not only confirmed that the machine theyโve tortured Spider with to get information straight out of his brain was supposed to kill him if Quaritch hadnโt intervened, but Alma also knows where Jake and Norm are hiding and how to contact them. Does that mean sheโs been in contact with them? Are they close allies? Will she play a role in the upcoming movies? ๐๐
Tbh me too, like Iโd imagine him looking more like this:
Bc thereโs no way this mf wouldnโt be a pretty lil lightskin mf bc..js look at him, itโs so obvious ๐ญ but heโd definitely be a lil lighter than teyam to say the least
Also while I was on Pinterest looking for flics of human loโak I found these pictures of that remind me SM of human neteyam:
LIKE UGH HED BE ONE OF THOSE FINE ASS CRYSTAL DREADHEADS I ALR KNOW๐ฉ
hi luna, i found ur fics on ao3 and ran my ass to tumblr bc i just needed more of ur writing. you're so talented!!
i was wondering if you could write a lo'ak x reader story similar to the step bro!teyam fic where he makes contact with the sex pollen. it could be step bro!lo'ak or just reader's bsf idm bc i've been thinking abt that fic for agessss and i'd die for a lo'ak version even where reader is the one that touches the pollen instead ๐ญ๐ซถ pretty pls and thanks in advance ๏ผโนโกโน๏ผโก
Forbidden desires
adult Stepbro!Loโak x female omatikaya reader
Words: 3.8k
Summary: Nine times out of ten, when you were sent to one of those old, abandoned RDA outpost facilities, it went just fine. But there's always that tenth time.
Warnings: explicit smut, stepcest (theyโre not blood related), sex pollen, cowgirl position, creampie, teasing, praise
Nine times out of ten, when you were sent to one of those old, abandoned RDA outpost facilities, it went just fine. But there's always that tenth time. And of course itโs when your accompanied by your older stepbrother, who somehow seemed to magically attract any kind of danger ever since he was a kid.
Scavenging abandoned laboratories for essential supplies that the clan could use was usually safer than it sounded, but this place, it was far off your usual research zone and Jake- dad, he said you could call him dad. Well dad said, it would be better to not go alone this time, just in case.
The once bustling scientific havens now stands as a relict of the past, slowly succumbing to the relentless embrace of nature. The laboratory emerges from the foliage, structure weathered and worn by time. Moss and ivy clings to the cracked walls, intertwining with rusted metal equipment. Vines creep through broken windows and shattered glass, casting intricate patterns of sunlight onto the decaying floors.
This place smells sharp, metallic, so much like tawtutes [humans] and the rotting smell of death and burnt earth they leave behind. Not exactly a pleasant scent.
Inside, a sense of eerie tranquility fills the air. Dust particles dance in the faint beams of light that manage to pierce through the overgrown canopy. Dilapidated shelves line the walls, remnants of long-forgotten experiments, holding faded vials and forgotten notes.
Lab benches, once polished and pristine, now bear the scars of abandonment papers lay strewn across the floor, their text faded and illegible. The hum of electricity has long been silenced, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the fluttering wings of Riti [Stingbats] that were abruptly woken by the two naโvi entering the long forgotten building.
Amongst the ruins, you search meticulously, your eyes scanning for useful remnants. You carefully examine cabinets, hoping to uncover unused medicine, bandages, exo packs that are still intact or any other useful tools.
Your stepbrother however, seemed to have other plans in mind.
"You shouldnโt touch that", you said, snatching his wrist mid way of him prodding at what you hoped was a fake skeleton. Loโak let out a chuckle as he gazed down at you, both of his brows raised in amusement as he wriggled his hand free of your hold.
"Relax, tsmuke [sister]. Are you always this uptight when going on your little adventures?"
"Iโm not uptight, Loโak. Iโm being careful", you said, shaking your head. "Jakโ Dad taught me to be. You never know what the vrrteps [demons] could possibly be hiding here. And this isnโt an adventure, weโre here to get supplies!"
"Right, of course. Weโre on a very important mission here", Loโak scoffs sarcastically, then proceeds to yank at the skeletons arm and point it in your direction, poking your hip with the boney finger when you roll your eyes at him. "You think they have traps set here to capture cute naโvi girls? Ohh, isnโt that scary?"
"Youโre an idiot", you giggle, swatting the hand away and playfully slapping your stepbrothers arm.
You both then take the steps up to the second floor of the building, and when you round a corner, you stop dead in your tracks. There was a "DO NOT ENTER" sign taped to the door that was slowly starting to peel off.
Experiments on animals or even naโvi werenโt really uncommon, and you knew the horrors that the RDA was capable of, had heard and seen it yourself, especially in those research laboratories. Which is why you werenโt sure if whatever awaited behind this door was worth the few extra exo packs and bandages.
"We shouldnโtโ"
"Oh, yes we should", Loโak is quick to cut you off, all too eager to push the heavy metal door open. A rush of stale air fills your nostrils and you grimace at the smell.
"I shouldโve just asked Neteyam to come with me", you mumble under your breath, closely following Loโak into the room, who had a wide, excited grin on his face.
"And miss out on all the real fun?" He chuckles, shaking his head. "Yeah, you two would clearly make the better duo."
Rolling your eyes, you couldnโt help the feeling of unease that grew inside you, your eyes darting around the room, while your stepbrother's curiosity only intensified. Ignoring your trepidation, Loโak stepped forward, drawn to a large, dusty table at the center of the room.
Among the scattered papers and broken equipment laid a few conical flasks, some of them still filled with droplets of a strange liquid.
Turning on your heals you took a quick 360ยฐ-spin. The room was small enough to get an overall view in less than a few seconds. There was nothing but this table and broken laboratory equipment. Nothing that seemed to be of worth for the clan, so you glanced back over your shoulder, already heading back to the door as you pleaded, "Loโak, come on. Thereโs nothing in here, letโs just go back."
Loโak however, couldn't resist the temptation to tease you, playfully waving one of the glasses around. "Killjoy", he mutters under his breath, before shouting, "Here, catch", and throwing the conical flask in your direction. You shriek as you jump around to try and catch the glass in time, but it slips right past your fingers.
You both watch it fall like itโs happening in slow motion, until it bursts on the floor and the glass shatters in thousand little pieces.
As soon as the liquid inside makes contact with the tiled floor, it morphs into a small cloud of steam that smells awfully sweet and you end up coughing a few times before sending a glare in Loโaks direction. Sucking in a sharp breath, he makes an apologetic face and rushes to your side, careful not to step in any of the glass shards. "Shit, sorry! Iโm so sorry, are you hurt?"
"No, skxawng [moron]. Iโm fine", you clear your throat, "Great mother, youโre acting like such a child sometimesโฆ"
"Yeah, I hear that a lot", he grins and you canโt help but smile at the coy flick of his tail. "Cโmere, canโt let you get hurt or dad will skin me", he murmurs, pointing at the glass, before scooping you into his arms and carrying you out of the room.
A heavy sigh leaves your lips and tickles Loโaks neck as you rest your chin on his shoulder. Your heart was still pounding from the scare, harder than you would like to admit. Nuzzling closer to his neck, you allowed your eyes to rest for a moment, just breathing in the natural, soothing scent of his skin, while he carried you downstairs. He smells so much like cedarwood, leather and freshly cut grass, you notice. And something else that you canโt quite put a name on, but it tingles your nostrils and makes goosebumps raise on the nape of your neck.
"You smell good", you mumble the words before you can throughly think them through, while pressing your nose against his throat. Your lips graze his skin and you can feel his upper body stiffen at that. "Was that a weird thing to say?" You ask calmly, almost a little too calm.
Thereโs a moment of silence before Loโak shakes his head and murmurs a quick, "no."
Back at the main entrance, he gives a light squeeze to your hips, signaling you that he would let you down to your feet now, but your arms wrap around his neck tightly. He just smells so good, you want to stay here for a while longer. Loโak is strong, you know he could effortlessly carry you all day.
"Can you hold me for a while longer?" Your own voice seems so far gone, so far away, you donโt even hear yourself properly, donโt even realize youโre speaking at all. Your skin tingles where Loโak has his arms wrapped around you, and you canโt help but giggle and squirm, pressing yourself closer against him.
"Tanhรฌ [little star], are youโฆ are you okay?"
"Hmh", you hum, crossing your ankles behind his back like a Syaksyuk [prolemuris] clinging to itโs mother.
"Are you sure?" Thereโs genuine concern in his voice, one of his hands running up your back, feeling your temperature at the nape of your neck. "Youโre kind of burning up a little."
Your response almost sounds like a drunken mumble, "hmm strange. My heartโs beating pretty fast too." Itโs followed by a little giggle, and Loโak frowns.
Heโs not panicking, not yet, but he knows something is wrong. This was really, really not normal behavior for you. He feels your face entirely too close to his pulse point, can feel your nose nuzzling against him, your lips brushing his throat. Itโs not a kiss, he tries to make himself believe.
Youโre not kissing up and down his throat. Youโre not, because that would be wrong. Why would youโ and then he feels it. Your tongue. His whole body shivers at the wet glide of your tongue on his throat, and Loโak swallows thickly, before coming back to his senses.
"O-Okay, listen, uhm, Iโm gonna put you down now", he scrambles, untangling you from his body to set you down to your feet. Your knees seem a little weak and Loโak canโt help but reach out to hold you steady, ignoring the way it makes you blush and lean in on him again.
It doesnโt take a genius to come to the conclusion that whatever was in that glass container mustโve been some sort of drug or whatever. As soon as the coin drops, Loโaks heart fills with guilt. His expression shifts to that of worry and uncertainty as he ponders if calling his father would be a good idea. He knows he has to make sure youโll be okay, has to get you to the tsahรฌk, but he knows just as well that dad will most definitely skin him alive if he finds his precious adoptive daughter in this condition.
"I feel weird, Lo'", you snap him out of his train of thoughts. Loโaks hands are on your upper arms, holding you steady while simultaneously keeping some distance between you and him. His eyes scan you up down, and he almost chokes on his spit as he catches the way you clench your thighs together, squirming, and fiddling with the fabric of your loincloth. "Feels really weirdโฆ here", you tell him in a hushed whisper, one of your hands bullying itโs way between your clenched thighs. Your eyes are half lidded and glassy as you stare up at him through your lashes, your cheeks flushed in a dark red.
Now heโs panicking.
"S-Shit", he sputters. His eyes are wide as he adverts his gaze to somewhere, anywhere else but you, trying not to look at his stepsister touching and rubbing herself over her clothes. Thatโs bad, thatโs really, really bad. "Letโs just get you home, yeah? Iโmโ Iโm sure thereโs a cure to whatever it is that you have."
One quick glance down to see if you had even heard what he just said, and he finds you still clumsily rubbing your hands between your thighs, seeking some sort of relief. "But you", he swallows thickly, "you really need to stop doing that, okay?" Loโak knows he doesnโt even sound half convincing, and it takes him more than just a bit of effort to not stare at you right now.
You look back at him under your lashes, bite your bottom lip and shake your head and he knows youโre doing that on purposeโ working him up with those helpless little noises, sweet sounds of need and pleasure, thighs clenching and unclenching around your own hand.
"C-Canโt you just help me? Please, I- I need you."
One of your hands then closes around his wrist and before he realizes to where youโre guiding him, his palm cups your still covered cunt. He feels your slick drench the woven coverings under his fingertips and his eyes widen. "Need you here", you plead. "It hurts so bad, Loโak. Iโm so empty."
"Iโ I canโt, we shouldnโtโ" Loโak shakes his head, seemingly torn, but suddenly your lips press against his and he just canโt find it in himself to pull away.
Your lips are so soft, softer than he imagined (not that he imagined what kissing you would be like, ever) and the moment Loโak finds himself kissing back you surge forward, the grip around his wrist tightens, urging him to stay right there, teeth nipping at his bottom lip until his lips part and he can taste you, your tongue slipping inside his mouth, your salvia mixing with his.
Your kiss is forceful and heโs so much more into it than he thought heโd ever be. And when you pull back your lips are red and wet, and he knows his mouth is probably a perfect mirror to yours.
"Fuck, tanhรฌ, baby", he whispers, "Gonna get me in troubleโฆ" And in an instant heโs on you again. His tongue tingles as it curls around yours, with drool running down his chin as he backs you up against a tree. You cling to him, desperate and wanting, not letting go of his wrist until he makes you understand that heโs only pulling away to get that damn loincloth out of the way. It nearly rips with the effort of getting it off, but when he finally succeeds you both clumsily pull each other to the ground.
This is wrong, he thinks as he spreads your legs opens. This is so wrong, he thinks as he runs his hands up and down your body, your chest, pushing your top out of the way.
You look so beautiful like this, chest heaving and covered in a thin layer of sweat. Hair messy and eyes dark with lust, pupils so blown it should make him worry, but he canโt bring himself to care when his gaze falls to the space between your thighs where slick oozes out of you in a concerning amount.
"Please- Please put it in, I need you", you slur, spreading your thighs further apart. "Need you inside."
Your pussy looks red and puffy, so sensitive as he runs two digits through your folds and then gently pushes them in. You gasp, but open up perfectly for him. Itโs not enough, Loโak can feel it. He curls his fingers, pumps them in and out a few times to hear those sweet moans tumble from your parted lips.
"You have to promise you wonโt hate me after this", he says under his breath. His thumb glides over your clit, gently pushing its little hood up to bring the little nub into view and he can almost feel it throb under his touch. "Iโm just helping you out because you asked for it, alright?" Loโak says it as if heโs talking to himself, reassuring that you want this, itโs okay, and maybe it actually is. Peeling his eyes away from the mouthwatering sight between your thighs he finally looks back up at you, swallowing the salvia that has been pooling in his mouth. "Promise you wonโt hate me. Please." The restrain is clear in his voice, but heโs nowhere near as needy as you are. "Cโmon, baby, say it. Tell me with your words."
"I wonโt hate you, Loโak just pleaseโ" Suddenly you shove him by the shoulders, rolling over until youโre the one straddling him, pinning him down to the ground. Your hand impatiently reaches between your thighs and feels for his cock, before repositioning it to prod his tip at your entrance. He bucks up into your hand as you give his cock a few pumps, pre-cum dribbling through your fingers.
The sight of him beneath you sends a throb straight to your cunt.
Loโak sucks in a breath just as heโs about to tell you to wait, slow down, but then youโre already slamming yourself down onto him without remorse. Fuck, it's so easy. Fits right in like a glove; overwhelmingly wet and warm, a terrible combination that scares him.
A punched out moan breaks from his throat as he feels the tightness of your velvety-like walls envelope his length. Heโs so deep inside you, he can feel your cervix kissing his tip and it sends a shudder up his spine.
It's almost an out-of-body experience as you get on your haunches and lift yourself up, the head of his cock still nudged against your entrance, and he watches your gleaming lips part before you sink all the way back down again, taking him into the softest, most delicate parts of yourself.
Loโak feels it and knows that he canโt change anything about the way heโs completely surrendering to your control- and he absolutely fucking loves it.
Itโs so wrong, but thatโs what brings a tingle to his fingertips. So dirty, but thatโs what makes heat raise under his skin like a fire burning down a forest.
Loโak watches the way your belly contracts visibly, in time with the hitch in your breath at the first few thrusts. Your thighs tense and your fingers finds his braids to anchor yourself, and his hands find your hips and push you down harder on his length and heโs startled to realise how soft you are now, yielding to him in ways heโd never have imagined once. Youโre putty in his hands, ridden by nothing but pleasure. A carnal need.
Itโs luck that the adventures in Loโaks life gave or showed him at least a bit of reservoirs of self-control that his karyus [teachers] never thought he had, because after those first few thrusts, you ride him vigorously.
Loโak doesnโt know how youโre this in sync, but he knows you want him to fuck you hard and fast. With his hands still gripping your hips tightly, he drives deep and eagerly into your weeping cunt, welcomed by that glorious softness again and again, and you wrap your arms around his neck and meet his thrusts as best as you can.
"Loโak", you draw out his name in a long, pathetic moan, "more, need more!"
"Great mother, youโre greedy, baby," he huffs out in a laugh, grips your hips and holds you down on his cock for a second longer than necessary, just to feel your little cunt pulsate around him. You struggle briefly, before picking up the pace again, bouncing harder than before, but also more uncoordinated.
"Sโjust so good," you slur, sounding almost drunk. "You feel so good inside me. Fuck me harder!"
Your tongue lolls out and he catches you mid way, tongues meeting in a hungry, filthy kiss. You taste awfully sweet as you moan into it, and Loโak canโt help but think you would want spurs right now, to urge him on all the more. As if he needs that when you kiss him like this, when you hold him so close he feels your tits, soft and warm and perfect, press against his chest.
His cock throbs and youโre starting to quiver now, distinct from the more deliberate movements you both make. It shows in your breasts, makes your thighs tremble against his sides and makes tremors in your stomach muscles.
For a moment it switches from bouncing to grinding, and Loโak knows what youโre trying to do. You grind and rub your needy little clit against his pubic bone, let out desperate noises of pleasure while you hump him.
Loโak makes a hungry humming noise in return which he feels through his lips, once you break away from the kiss, then a breathy groan when he captures a nipple between his teeth. His tongue swirls around the little nub before he tugs and he enjoys the way you clench around him at this.
One of his hands comes up to palm the other, kneading your soft flesh and twirling a nipple between his digits.
"Come for me", he then says, flat tongue gliding over your breast before goosebumps raise underneath. "Come for me, tsmuke. Do it."
The scream you let out is borderline pornographic. It brings tears to your eyes and nearly tips you off balance if it werenโt for Loโak holding you, fucking you through it with short but deep thrusts that send you gasping for air. "Hmh, there it is. Good girl," he groans, "keep coming for me, baby, just like that. Let it all out for your big bro, yeah? Let me feel how bad you wanted this. Look at me."
You force your eyes to stay on him, watch him as you fall apart, rocking your hips for that little bit of extra friction, and Loโak feels all of it. The wetness where you are slipping together, the tightness, the little tremors of your body, the pulse of your clit as it rubs against him.
Loโak doesnโt even realize heโs coming himself because heโs entirely too focused on you. Heโs bluntly staring at you, eyes half open, mouth agape. Itโs like he is trying to burn the image of your pleasure ridden face and your picture perfect body on top of him into his brain forever. He wants to keep it stored away just for himself, to come back to after this is over because he knows he canโt have you again. Because this canโt happen again.
The wet plap, plap, plap of his thrusts continues until your thighs begin to shake and heโs sure he has emptied even the last drop of his cum into your core. Itโs back to just grinding then, wet bodies pressing together, closer and closer until neither of you canโt move anymore.
Youโre panting, exhausted and spent, your chest heaving to inhale big gulps of air into your burning lungs. Blinking a few times, Loโak notes that your eyes are halfway back to normal, pupils not as big as they were, your skin feeling less feverish but all the more sticky than before.
Good, thatโs good, right?
"You," a pause, he swallows, "you okay?"
Nodding and a little out of breath you confirm it with a quick, breathy, "yeah."
Thereโs a long, long moment of silence, with just the two of you looking at each other, sweat still pearling at your forehead and messy hair framing your beautiful face. Loโak looks at you like heโs afraid breaking the eye contact would break the spell and you would shove him away and call him disgusting, but you donโt.
"I'm not sorry, you know" he says finally, when he canโt stand it anymore. "I would do it again. For you. I will do it again, in a heartbeat, if I...."
"If you have to," you finish for him.
Loโak considers pushing it, considers holding your face and speak more firmly so he could be sure he had your full attention while he tried to make you get it. "Yeah," he says gently instead, risking a half hearted grin that would surely give him away. "If I have to."
Having doubts about making in event in the first place bc I feel like everyone is all burned out from all the other events before mineโฆIโm sorry yall:/.
I might js call the whole event off bc I feel bad since bc no one is really writing for it and I know itโs because of 1. life and 2.some people are burnt out(like I said before)
I personally adore your event! I have four other fics to post for the event plus one already out.
I'm so sorry your event isn't getting much traction, it's so not fair cause your prompts list is so good!
I would personally love for the event to continue, but I understand from a host's point of view of things that it's really disheartening. I'm also sorry for being behind on reblogs, but I have read your fics and they're amazing!
Do what you think is fair, but please know that this event is beautiful in it's creation and dedication; and I really hope it goes on.
Tรฌrey tysm for the kind wordsโน๏ธ all of you guys are making me feel sm more better about this event Iโll definitely feel more confident in continuing the event! I love you endlessly bby
You felt his eyes on you from across the room, damn near burning a hole into you as you talked to the two guys that offered to buy you a drink.
You and neteyam always had thisโฆtension, between each other. Itโs been there ever since you two met, making you almost inseparable from each other and protective over each other (more him than you.)
It was almost a game, seeing how much you can get away with before he finally snaps, and youโd know itโd take awhile; seeing as neteyam is one of the most patient people youโve met.
But, the second you reach out your hand to playfully squeeze the tricep of the (slightly) handsome man infront of you, you knew neteyam was fucking fueming.
The two men infront of you both paused their laughter the second you felt a looming presence behind you, knowing exactly who it belonged to. โCan I borrow her for a second?โ It was more a statement than a question, but the guys backed off anyway, leaving you somewhat frustrated because neteyam scared off your possible lay.
You whip your body around, staring up at his much larger one angrily. โWhat the fuck, neteyam? Why do you always feel the need to-โ
โEnough. Letโs go.โ He orders, taking your hand in his and tugging you out of the dimly lit bar. You obliged with a huff, but itโs not like he was giving you much of a choice to protest.
The walk home was quick, given his long strides and the fact that he carried you the whole way because your little legs couldnโt keep up with him. He opens the door to your apartment quickly, closing and locking it behind him as he walks you towards his room, your mind automatically spiraling with thoughts of what he was gonna do to you. โTeyam? What are you doing?โ You ask genuinely as he places you on his bed, making him laugh internally from how the bed looked like it was swallowing you whole.
โYouโre a lot smarter than that, babygirl. You think I donโt notice all your little efforts in tryna get my attention? If you wanted it that bad, you know I wouldโve given it to you.โ He tells you as he bends down on one knee, so he was at eye level with you, yet he still towered over you. You look at him anxiously, his gaze making it feel as though all the words were slipping from your head. โActions speak louder than words..I guess..โ you joke, trying to make the tightening in your chest go away, but failing miserably.
He laughs softly at your little remark, โyeah, I guess they do,โ he quips as he leans down to take off your shoes, earning a laugh from you as he does. Heโs always so sweet to you. Once heโs done he sits down next to you, his thigh brushing against yours as he does. You donโt know if it was the alcohol in your system, or whether it was your feelings making you think it, but there was a warmth burning deep in your core with every second you spent with him that was driving you crazy.
Instinctively, you lean your body against his, basking in his warmth as you do. โYou ok, babygirl? You feel a little warm,โ he questions, touching your forehead with the back of his palm. You squirm at the gentle touch, pressing your face in his hand before letting out a whine of disapproval when he pulls away.
The soft noise that left you made him let out a a quiet, shakey breath, his mind trailing off to all the other noises he could hear you make because of him. As if reading his thoughts, you pick your head up from his shoulder to look up at him, making him furrow his brow in a way that told you he was curious about whatever you were gonna say.
You take a breath, quickly rehearsing what you were gonna say in your head before just saying it. โHave you ever..um..thought about doing anything with me? Like in all aspects?โ You feel stupid for asking such a question, but the way his ears perked up and tail swayed in an almost..excited way made that embarrassment die down. He breaks eye contact with you to tilt his head back slightly, staring at the ceiling as if he was reversing what he was gonna say, but he brings it back down to look at you, braids falling down his broad shoulders as he does. โYou want me to be honest?โ
Oh, of course you do, why would he ask such a thing?
โPlease do.โ
His eyes flick to your lips before going back to your eyes, his half lidded eyes filled with both love and lust. โAll the time. I think about doing things with you- taking you out, showing you new places, staying in with you, showing you how much I love you-Youโre on my mind more than you know, ma tรฌyawn.โ He admits, the sweet words falling from his lips making you feel so much, but through the midst of all the feelings-you knew that you needed him.
You smile at him sweetly, your eyes wandering to his lips before you open your mouth to respond to him, โIโm glad the feeling is mutual then.โ You remark, placing you hands behind you to lean back on them. โOh yeah?โ He says as he leans towards you slightly, a smirk appearing on his face as he does. โYeah,โ your expression almost mirrored his, both of you looking at the other waiting for the other to do something.
He reached up to cups the side of your face affectionately, his hand basically holding the whole side of your face as he does. โAre you ok wit this, babygirl?,โ he asks, caressing your bottom lip sweetly as he does. You let out a quiet yes before a sigh of relief leaves you as he presses his plush lips against your own. His lips against yours was enough to have you a flustered mess, and the way you felt his hands travel to the middle of your back and the small of your back to support you didnโt make it any better.
Without breaking the kiss you sit up slightly so you can place your hands on his biceps, moaning softly when you feel him nip at your lip, making the heat in your core grow even more. The longer he touched you, the damper you felt your panties get, and you fucking knew smelled you too. It was obvious with the way he smirked against your lips.
He breaks the kiss for a second to pull you into his lap effortlessly, but wasting no time to plant his lips right back on yours. Involuntarily, you grind your hips into his massive buldge, causing both of you to shudder at the small movement. โBe careful, babygirl..thatโs a dangerous game youโre playinโโ he warns, his hands on your full hips acting as an anchor to keep you from moving. You let out a groan of frustration at his response, denying your needy cunt of any kind of friction. โTey, please, I need you to touch me..โ you plead, feeling a little paethtic as you do.
His face turns into a fake pout, holding your chin between his middle and index finger as he taunts you. โAwhhh, my poor girl..gettin all mad because you canโt get yourself off? Such a needy little slut.โ He purrs, his tone was so soft and gentle it made your brain melt, making you whimper quietly at his mean words. He chuckles at you pouting face as he leans in to kiss your lips lovingly, making your pout fade away.
He trails his hands over your body untill he gets to the zipper of your dress, undoing it with quickly before pulling it down your body, the soft fabric pooling at your hips. You inhale sharply once you feel your nipple hit the cool air, making them pebble almost immediately as you try to steady your breathing, but that immediately went out of the window as you felt his hands cup your tits softly, his hands practically engulfing them as he does.
You felt like you were on fire, all types of moans and whimpers leaving your lips as he barely touched you. โSo sensitive..โ he whispered, an amused smirk on his face as he toyed with your nipples, making your hands fly to his wrists for some type of stability. โTeyam..โ you whine, grinding your hips against his buldge; telling him what you want. He tsks at your request, giving you a look that told you to use yohe words. โCan you please touch me? I canโt take it anymore, teyamโ you ask, looking up at him with doe eyes. โBut Iโm already touching you, babygirl..โ leaning towards you, he places a chaste kiss on your cheek before continuing โ..so tell me what you really want, and Iโll give it to you.โ He insists, rolling your tender nubs between his pointer and his thumb. You moan shamelessly into his ear as he does that, feeling more breathless the more he plays with you.
โI need you inside me tey, please. I can take it.โ You admit, earning a coo of approval from him. Without getting up, he wraps one of his arms around you and lifts you up so he can take your dress and panties off, growling lowly once your sweet scent hits him like a wave, making his cock twitch and throb uncontrollably. He places two of his fingers on your lips, urging you to open up for him, and of course you do. Taking his thick, long fingers into your mouth greedily.
He smiles at your eagerness, letting you continue for a few more seconds before pulling them out of your mouth without warning, lines of drool connecting your lips to his fingers. He reaches in between your bodies to rub his slick fingers against your puffy folds, making you whimper at the simple sensation.
He presses one of his fingers into you delicately before taking it out to tract slow, deliberate circles on your clit, making your hands fly to his biceps for support as you inhale sharply. โDoinโ okay, pretty girl?โ He checked, causing you to let out a breathy, โfuck- yes, mโokay..โ in response.
He gave you another loving kiss on your cheek as he increased his pace his pace slightly, making your breath hitch as you felt a familiar pressure in your tummy. โDoinโ so good for me, babygirl,โ he coos as he presses his finger against your entrance, gauging your reaction before pressing it into you slowly. You hold your breath reflexively at the new sensation, automatically making Neteyam rub your hip affectionately and let his hands trail over your body before he places his hand on the side of your face. โNuh-uh, breath for me, ok, sevin?โ He urges, causing your breathing to steady almost instantly, and for your pussy to relax and open up around his finger, getting a quiet โgood girlโ from neteyam.
His finger was reaching so deep inside of you, deeper than you could ever reach- and you were addicted to it. Greedily grinding down onto his finger, asking for another. And of course he obliges, shoving another finger inside of you with a quiet groan, imagining how tight your needy pussy would squeeze his cock instead of his fingers.
You felt like you were seconds away from tipping over the edge, and he knew it too. It wasnโt hard to tell by the lewd squelching noises that came from your pussy and the way your moans and whimpers got more high pitched and lustful. โCum on my fingers, sweet girl. Show me how much of a deprived little whore you are by making a mess on me.โ He encouraged as he rubbed your clit in tight circles, not slowing his pace as he does.
You cum undone with a loud moan, making a mess on him just like he wanted you too. The quiet moan that left his lips as he watched you cum didnโt fail to make your pussy throb, either. He helps you ride out your high, taking hus fingers out of you slowly as your breathing turns regular. He places a passionate kiss on your lips, wrapping his hand around your throat gently to deepen the kiss, leaving you even more breathless than you were. Strings of saliva connect your lips together as he pulls away, making you smile dazedly as he kisses your forehead gently.
โDid such a good job for me, pretty girl. You sure you still wanna take me?โ He probed, searching your eyes for any kind of doubt or hesitation, but there was none to be found. โYes! Please, I still want to.โ You didnโt mean to sound so enthusiastic about it, but you did. Yet he laughed at it anyway, because how could he ever deny you?
Picking up swiftly, he stands up to place you flat on your back, your whole body on display for him. Looking at him now, you felt anxious, seeing as how huge his buldge was, and how huge he was in general; you didnโt know if it was gonna fit or not. Subconsciously making you close your legs.
Sensing your worry, he reaches down to grab your hand, squeezing it in a way to pull you out of your thoughts. โIf you donโt wanna do this, let me know ok? Even if you decide last minute, I still need you to tell me. Understood?โ He instructed, making you nod your head yes in response, earning you another passionate kiss as you help him take off his shirt and break the kiss to watch him undo his belt, taking of his jeans and boxers quickly.
The sight of his cock in front of you made your pussy throb, which made neteyams nose twitch as your scent got stronger. Youโd never think youโd find a dick so pretty, but his definitely was. There were veins and ridges that ran up the side of it, and there were bioluminescent freckles on the sides that glowed intensely- indicating he was turned on. He was basically the size of your forearm, length and girth wise.
You were scared shitless, to say the least. Thereโs no way that heโd fit inside of you, not even halfway in could work. โTeyam, thatโs not gonna fit inside of me..โ you warn, but he hushes your doubts quickly as he rubs his fat tip against your slick, puffy folds. โIโll make it fit, babygirl. Donโt worry. All you gotta do is just relax and let all those pretty noises go, got it?โ You whimper at the sternness in his tone, letting out a playful โyes, sirโ in response to him.
You felt him twitch against you when you said that, making him give you a look that told you to be careful with what you say; but, of course you ignored it. He rubs his tip against your folds a few more times before pushing it inside of you, both of you letting out the same moan as he does.
The stretch was painful, of course, but with how wet you were and with his big hands wrapped around your hips firmly, it helped ease the pain. His eyes never leave yours as he pushes inside of you, making sure youโre okay. Quiet groans and moans of โfuck~โ and โgoddamn, babygirl~โ leave his mouth as he pushes almost halfway inside of you, trying his hardest to not shove his whole cock inside of you and fuck you relentlessly till your cockdrunk and stuffed full of his cum.
You on the other hand, you felt like if he pushed into anymore he was definitely gonna puncture your damn lung. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably, since he was brushing against all your sensitive spots you didnโt know existed. Before you could warn him the pressure in you stomach snaps, covering his cock in your cum even though he was halfway inside of you. โFuck, y/n~ itโs almost like you want me to hurt you.โ He says shakily, trying to steady himself before he continues pushing inside of you.
You try choking out an โIโm sorryโ but all that feel from your mouth was a lewd moan as he continue pushing inside of you. You place your shakey hands on his for some type of grounding, making him lace his fingers in between yours as he finally pushes the rest of his cock inside of you. โFuck..โ you hear him growl out lowly, making you lift your head up to look at him, but his eyes were pinned to the very obvious buldge in your stomach. You whimper at the sight, pussy fluttering around neteyam as he bucks his hips into you. Unintentionally hitting your sweet spot.
Bur the way your body reacted to his slight movement encouraged him to do it again, earning him the same reaction as more moans and whimpers fell from your lips. โFeel good?โ He knew it did, he just wanted to hear you try to respond to him. โMh-mhm, feels s..so-go-goodโ you choke out, the pressure in your stomach coming back quickly. โMhm, really? Lemme hear how good it feels, baby.โ He purrs as he picks your hips up so he can hit your sweetspot at a different angle, making you see stars as all types of noises fall from your lips. โFuck, tey!~ Iโm gonna-โ you try to warn but that went downhill as soon as his thumb brushed against your clit, covering you two in your juices.
You felt him twitch and throb inside of you at the sight, causing tears of overstimulation to fall from your face as he continues ramming into your raw pussy. โFuck- i know, babygirl. Want you to give me one more ok? Can you do that?โ He urges as he rubs circles on your slick, hardened nub. You nod your head lazily, not even really knowing what youโre consenting to. He throws your legs over his shoulders, hitting your sweetspot even deeper as he tries to not crush your small frame with his weight. His hands trail over your body hungrily, gripping whatever flesh he can before sinking his teeth into it.
You feel like your being pushed to your absolute limit, tears of pain and pleasure streaming down your effortlessly the more he abuses your cunt. โTey-c-canโt..I canโt-โ you mumble breathlessly, making him hush your doubts by kissing and wiping your tears away. โYes you can, babygirl. Need you to cum for me one more time, ok?โ He coos as he presses into deeper as he leaves tender kisses and licks on your neck, making you whimper patheticly in his ear.
The second he sinks his fangs into you, youโre a mess. Crying as you cum on his cock with another Loud moan. โThere you go, babygirl. Such a good girl for me-โ he rambles as he continues pounding into your cunt, using you to get himself off. You whine and squirm away from the overstimulation, but your hands stayed glued to his chest and your pussy practically sucks him in with no intention of letting go.
โWant you to cum inside me, teyam..โ you tell him quietly, you werenโt sure if he heard it at first, but with the way his hips stuttered told you all that you needed to know. โYeah? Want me to paint this pussy pretty with my cum?โ He teased, placing his huge forearms on either side of your head, cashing you in. โYes! Need it sโbad,โ you weee babbling, but he didnโt care. Seeing you all cockdrunk is what sent him over the edge, filling your needy womb with his sticky, goopy cum. Kissing you deeply as he does.
Soft moans leave him as he fills you up, the noises making your pussy throb around him as he rides out his high. Once both of you calm down, he wraps your legs around his waist and carries you to the bathroom, placing you on the counter as he starts the bath.
โThank you teyamโ you say honestly
โOf course, what type of roommate and boyfriend would I be if I didnโt help you out?โ
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