cathy

she/her 18— pretty often get bored

[cathypatty]

Easy Target

𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡ Lo'ak admits that he hates you, but he can’t deny his need for your attention.

contain: aged up!lo'ak x fem!metkayina!reader, reader is younger sister to Tsireya and Ao'nung, playfully annoying lo'ak, enemies to lovers, smut, foreplay (f receiving), p in v.

Enjoy!

You sit on the shoreline by yourself, your legs crossed and your palm supports your chin. The sun hangs above your head and warms your skin. You silently watch the waves crash against the rocks.

"Hey, fish lips!" someone calls out to you.

Your head turns to the source of the sound. There he is—Lo'ak approaching you with a smug grin on his face. He looks ready to pick on you again, like he always does.

"Come on, put a smile on your face, princess." He pinches your cheek teasingly. You swat his hand away with a sharp hiss.

"Leave me alone, Lo'ak," you snarl. Your glare pierces him while Lo'ak just brushes it off, and continues teasing you.

"Stop, Lo'ak! Go bother my brother instead!"

"Ao'nung? Nah, he's not as fun as you. You're the easy target." He playfully tugs at your kuru, wiggling it that makes your blood boils. He swishes his tail at your face and bursts into laughter at your furious expression.

"Lo'ak, i've had enough!" you snap before you tackle him to the ground. His tug on your kuru tightens, and you wince in pain. Your hand immediately yanks his hair. Both of you are acting like goddamn toddlers.

"Let go of my hair, woman!"

"You let go of my kuru first, skxawng!" you shout as your other hand moves to grip his neck. His eyes widen at your sudden move. He grunts before surrendering. He lets go of your kuru, then you reluctantly pull your hands back.

"I hate you, Lo'ak!"

"I hate you more than you hate me, fish lips!"

"I hate you the most, freak!"

"Says the one who's sitting on top of me." He smirks, looking up at you with his signature annoying grin. His hands settle on your hips, keep you in place. You gasp at the sudden contact.

"Let me go!" you shout while you pinch on his ear. He squeaks at the unexpected sting on his ear— it reminds him of Neytiri's way to disciplining him. Then, he shoves you off him.

"I must admit, you're a strong one, princess," he teases. You get up and straighten your clothes. You immediately storm away, leaving him alone as he watches your back fade into distance.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

Silence fills your marui. The wind passes through the open space, brushing against your hair before slipping away. You sit on the corner, crafting new accessories out of shells and stones to keep yourself busy.

"Hey, señorita." You glance up and find Lo'ak standing in front of the entrance of your marui. "Ao'nung is not here. Go bother him somewhere else," you reply while keeping your focus solely on your craft.

"What did you just call me?" you ask and stop mid-craft to look up at him.

"Señorita. It's something that suits you perfectly," he explains. He leans back on the wall and crossing his arms. His gaze never leaves you.

"I don't know what that means, but i have a feeling it doesn't mean something good."

He shrugs. "Whatever you believe, princess."

He approaches you, set himself down in front of you. "What are you doing?" he asks casually. His eyes glancing between your face and the craft in your hands. "Accessories for my hair," you answer. He watches as your hands smoothly arrange the jewelry.

"It's pretty," he says.

"Erm... Thanks?" you genuinely shock at his sudden demeanor, but you just brush it off and continue crafting.

"Pretty ugly," he continues. A playful smile appears on his face.

"I really do hate you, Lo'ak."

He suddenly snatches the accessory from your hands and raises it as high as he can. "Lo'ak! It's not funny!" You try to reach it but he's keeping it away from you. He loves it when you're helpless against him.

"Give it back, Lo'ak!" you squeal, loud enough that his ears ring. "Whoa, no need to get so vocal, señorita," he says, he tosses your accessory back to you. You grunt in annoyance while glaring at him. He just grins and flips you off.

"Why are you always picking on me? Go fight with Ao'nung instead! You always find a way to ruin my day!"

A beat passes. Silence.

He forces a smile. "Come on, princess. I know you like—"

"I don't," you cut him off. His smile falters, and he looks at you with guilty. His ears flattening slightly. "Sorry."

"Why am i the easy target, Lo'ak?"

"Because..." he trails off, his eyes looking anywhere but at you. He shakes his head before he sighs. "Because i... feel this urge to mess with you. I just need you around, mentally and physically," he confesses.

"And i hate knowing that i need you," he continues. His eyes meet yours, and he looks sincere.

"But is it always calling me names, picking on me, or physically attacking me?" you ask. He feels guilty and starts to apologize again.

"I don't get it why are you always harsh to me. You're bullying me at this point."

"No! I don't mean it that way, please." He reaches for your hands but you pull away instantly.

"Leave me alone, Lo'ak."

He shakes his head in refusal. "I want to stay with you," he says while leaning closer. "But if you really want me to leave... say it again," he challenges softly, his gaze locking onto yours. You open your mouth— but not a single word comes out.

He grips your chin and pauses as his lips hover over yours. He waits for you to push him away, yet you don't. His gaze drops to your lips before closing the distance, kissing you. His lips move gently against yours, pouring his pent-up emotions into the kiss.

His hand cups the back of your neck as he deepens the kiss. You feel his breathing grow heavier. Slowly, you kiss him back. He smiles against your lips, then he runs his tongue along your bottom lip.

He kisses you down to your jawline, leaves a trail of heat on your skin. His arms wrap around you, pulling you close. He buries his face in the crook of your neck and inhaling your intoxicating scent. He sucks and nibbles on your neck, leaving you with love marks. Your body shudders in his arms, and you find yourself drawing more into him.

He pulls back, his eyes darken with desire. "We can stop... because if we don't, i'm afraid i cannot hold back," he says, his voice low and strained. You pause as you search his eyes. "Then don't hold back, Lo'ak," you whisper without any hesitation.

In an instant, he gently guides you down to the ground, lies you down on your back. He settles between your legs, and he cages you with his arms on either side of your head. His lips crashes against you again, messier and hungrier.

He begins to grind his hips on yours, the hardness beneath his loincloth pressing against you. He rolls his hips sensually, seeking pleasure from the friction of your body. You grow increasingly wet from each roll of his hips. A soft moan escapes from your lips between kisses, causing his cock throbs against your heat.

He nuzzles into the crook of your neck. "You feel so good. I could do this all day, princess," he murmurs against your skin. He reluctantly slows his movement before pulling back. He kisses you on the cheek before going back to your lips again. As if he can't get enough of you.

You feel his hand slides into your loincloth, palming your already-wet pussy. A finger runs along your slit, eliciting a gasp from you. He keeps kissing you to muffle any sound from your lips. He slips his finger inside, pumping it with slow pace.

The kiss breaks as he pulls back, he is still moving his finger into you. "I need to be inside you now, princess. May i?" he asks for your consent, even his cock already throbbing with needs. "Yes, Lo'ak..." you pant. Your body is aching for his touch.

A triumphant smile appears on his face, and his heart swells with joy. Without hesitation, he quickly removes your loincloth, his hands tremble with excitement. His eyes dart on your wet pussy, the sight of it is taking his breath away.

He takes off his own loincloth, revealing his harden shaft that stands proudly erect. Your eyes widen in admiration as you take in the sight of his erection. He pumps his cock a few times before lining it into your entrance. He slowly slides himself inside of you, and a soft moan escapes out of your lips.

Your insides squeeze his cock as he fully enters you. He groans and throws his head back at the feeling of it. His hands hold your hips as he thrusting into you with gentle pace. You feel his cock stretching you in a way that leaves you wanting for more of his touch.

He leans in closer as he holds himself with his elbow beside your head. One of his hand instinctively moves to your hair, caressing it tenderly. He plants a kiss on your forehead as he continues thrusting into you deeper. You can feel his cock reaches your cervix that makes your legs tremble.

Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer. You crash his lips against yours, silencing moans between you. Moans and whimpers fill the air between kisses, echoing through the marui. He starts to picking up the pace, slamming his hips against you.

His fingers massage on your scalp in a soothing manner. The kiss already going feral, your lips swell because he keeps sucking on your lips. His hand shifts from your hips to grips your backside, kneading your plumpy ass that squeezes your walls around him.

He pulls back from the kiss abruptly as his desire slowly consuming him. Each slam he takes elicits moans of his name from your lips. He shuts his eyes while he savours your moans that fills his ears. His hips slam into you with frenzied rhythm to drive you even crazier, and your walls clenching him deliciously.

"Lo'ak... i'm going to cum," you gasp.

"Then cum for me, princess," he growls possessively. He feels his abdomen tighten as it's building his own orgasm.

His nails dig into your plump ass, gripping the flesh tightly as he continue slamming into you. He curses under his breath as his hips bucking against yours. He braces himself as he holds back his release, but the way you feel around him makes it nearly impossible to do it.

"You feel so fucking good, princess. It's so hard not to cum inside you now."

As a final, with his hard thrust, he buries himself inside you. You scream his name as the knots break, unleashing your climax. He fills you with his warm and thick seed, spreading your insides. He opens his eyelids, showing you his dilate pupils that filled with desire and satisfaction. He groans deeply at the sensation of you milking him dry.

Pleasure spreads through both of your bodies. Your hearts beat in sync as your chests press against each other's. The air between you feels thick with something deeper than desire. He gently pulls his cock out of you, leaving a trail of your mixed cum on the ground. The sudden emptiness elicites gasp from both of you.

He lies beside you, wrapping his arm around you. He presses a long, gentle kiss to your temple. You snort and push him gently. "You keep kissing me like i'm the most fragile thing, Lo'ak." He only chuckles at your words.

"Did i hurt you, princess?" his question filled with concern. You shake your head as an answer before give him a peck on his lips. His ears perk up, and he pulls you back for another kiss, gentler and warmer.

You slowly break the kiss, "you're getting addicted to my fish lips, aren't you?" you tease. "Maybe your fish lips aren't that bad at all, i must admit," he adds. His eyes lingers on your lips before meeting your eyes.

"But i don't mind pressing my lips against your fish lips on every chance i get."

You chuckle and shake your head, "you're a freak, Lo'ak."

"Freaking cute," he corrects. "And freaky enough to make you scream my name," he continues with a grin. You instantly gasp at his comment and pinch his wrist in mock warning. "Hey! I'm just saying the truth," he protests.

He smiles from ear to ear, and his eyes can't leave your lips before lifting them to meet your eyes. "It's not my fault that you feel so right in my arms," he murmurs before leaning into another kiss.

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i tried so hard correcting my grammar. hope u guys enjoy & wml cz im gonna have final exam this week omg...

[cathypatty]

Follows Your Steps

𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡ Ever since you met Neteyam in the forest, you always feel a pair of eyes watching you all the time.

contain: aged up!neteyam x fem!omaticaya!reader, stalker neteyam, smut, oral (f&m receiving), foreplay (f&m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, doggy style(?), love confession ending.

Enjoy!

The starry night paints the sky just as it wakes up your freckles to glow in the dark. The sound of drizzle fills your ears as you walk through the mud on your feet, leaving a trail of your footprints, ignoring the chance of someone following you behind.

You relish every drip of water running through your body, the way it feels cold soothe you. Every Loreyu retracts into the ground right away as you walk and somehow it's amusing you, you touch every flora that you could reach.

All the serenity crashes down as a viperwolf jumps before you, you curse under your breathe while you sprint away from it. Unfortunately, another viperwolf proceeds infront of you, they are invading your space front and back.

You freeze in place, well there's nothing you could do at this point, even screaming won't helping you either in the middle of the drizzle that could muffle your voice. At that moment you thought you would gone in a second, then an arrow pierces on one of the viperwolf's feet, making it hiss at you before both of them run away.

"Only a skxawng wander around alone at night," he chimes in while appearing himself from behind a tree. "Sorry, really. But, thanks a lot for saving me," you smile briefly at you. "Just be careful and don't wander around by yourself." He commands.

"Yeah, right, duly noted, sir,"

"It's Neteyam." He answers sternly, leaning back against a tree, crossing his arms, his gaze fixated on you.

"Okay, Neteyam, so... May i ask how you found me here? while under attack by those viperwolves." You ask while walking to him. "I was on patrol, i coincidentally found you here, dummy," you roll your eyes at his answer, feeling irritated.

He cackles at your reaction, that's endearing for him.

"Let me walk you home," he offers.

"No need, thanks."

"I don't take no for an answer." He says as he walks forward, make you follow him whether you want to or not.

They walk in silence, only stomps on the mud fills the atmosphere. He glances at you a few times, making sure you stay safe and sound. The silence somehow comforts for both of them as they walk.

"I owe much, Neteyam."

"Don't mention it, just make sure you are safe, don't be so stupid like earlier." He assures you, giving you a brief side hug with his shoulder wraps your shoulders.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

After that incident, you notice how Neteyam always appear around your radar while you were taking care of your ikran or strolling around with your friends.

How his gaze lingered on you while he chats with others, while he teaches the youngers how to bow an animal correctly.

How Neteyam could easily find you in a crowd, his eyes searched for a while then follow on you wherever you go.

Or how Neteyam looked instantly irritated and clenched his jaw as he found you having a short conversation with another males.

Not to forget that few of your friends mention that he would always looking for you, seems concern if he hasn't found you among the crowd yet.

Neteyam is unpredictable for you, you cannot know what is he trying to interpret with those silence signals, you were too clueless to even notice— dumb in a short way.

At some point, Neteyam shows his interests with those gaze and how he tries to close to you possibly, but sometimes, he just glances at you and not gain any courage to make the first move.

One time, you decide to greet him, a smile draws on your face. "kaltxì, Neteyam." Then he just waves his hand and smile briefly to you, before he goes back to do his business. What an expected reaction of him.

It seems like the closer you get the more he pushes, you don't even know what to do with him. But when you let him out of your mind, he has something to appear in your mind again and again.

Ever since that incident, you become rarely wandering around by yourself again, keeping his words to your mind permanently. But habit always comes back, you can't hold your feet down from strolling around by yourself.

And when you did, you can't shake the feelings of someone's eyes following wherever you go in the silence day. This all happened after that night Neteyam saved you, coincidence?

As you walk, you could hear a footstep nearby, maybe it was some others trying to practice themselves in the middle of a silence forest.

But your opinion breaks apart as you heard the footstep came closer, you alert yourself, hand instinctively behind you to snatch your knife if someone jumps onto you. You scan around you, yet you find nothing, then the footstep was gone.

To prevent yourself getting killed, again. You decided to stop your exploring halfway and walk back home.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

And here again with your habit, you just take a walk and go deeper into the forest. You found a pond, beautiful, reflecting the sunbeam from above, full with plants and lotus around the edge.

You sit on the edge of the pond, dipping your legs into it, soothing the cramp due to how long you walked to get there. You watch as some fish swimming around or just lazily sitting on the corner.

Walking around by yourself is not only a habit but a way to find tranquil and peace without any distraction for you. And found an untouched place was a reward for you.

You stare at your reflection in the water, smiling at it. You splash the water with your hand, playing it, doing something to amuse yourself.

Then, you felt a presence appear behind you, you knew it, it was too real. You realize someone was behind you as you see from the reflection, but you couldn't quite see who it was.

You squint your eyes, trying to figure out who it is, your hand already holding your knife just in case, gripping it tightly as you ready to lung forward for whoever it is.

"I told you to not wander alone like a skxawng, didn't i?" You squeal at the sound of it, your body jolts in surprise. "Neteyam! You almost give me a heart attack!" You blurted with a hint of annoyance in your tone.

"I will kick your ass if you do that ever again, Neteyam."

"But you won't if you keep your stupid ass sitting in your marui," he replies at the same time when he sits beside you, closing the distance between both of you, he purposely let his shoulder touches yours. "I told you to not wander alone, didn't i?" He flicks your forehead in teasing manner that leads you pouting at him.

"I do not live under someone's command," you bicker, he just cackles and shakes his head as his responses. "You put yourself in danger, you know that? You're the most stubborn evenge i have ever met," he claimed while ruffling your hair, you slap his hand away and hiss at him.

"It's cute." He mutters, staring at you with his teeth smile and his big eyes that attract every females in the forest. "... Shut up, skxawng," you turn your head away from him as you try to hide your flushed face, trying so hard not to smile, he found your demeanor amused him.

His hand rests on top of yours that makes your heart beats faster than you could ever have, his thumb strokes your knuckles. "it is rude to not look at someone you have conversation in," he reaches your chin and force you to face him, revealing your flushed face, he chuckles at it.

"There is nothing funny, Neteyam," you whine.

"But it's adorable for me," he stares at your face with amusement draws on his face, his thumb shifts upward and land on your bottom lips, running his thumb through your bottom lips, his gaze fills with hunger to devour your lips yet he holds himself back not to.

Slow but sure, his thumb pulls your lips down then he slids his thumb into your mouth, he groans at the feeling of your warmth, his cock starts to harden under his loincloth. He presses his thumb against your tongue, savour the way your tongue is wet and slick around his thumb, his mind fills with vivid image when you take his cock deep in your throat while staring at him begging for breathe and gagging at the feeling of his cock slams the back of your throat nonstop.

"Fuck..." He curses under his breathe, he circles his thumb on your tongue, trying to memorize of how good the texture feels for him. He couldn't stop picturing yourself taking and sucking his cock passionately with his cum dripping on your chin, and he grips your hair to give him new access to another angles just so he can fills your mouth with another rope of cum.

He closes his eyes as he fantasizes about using your mouth as his thing to pleasure him, his thumb still rubbing on your tongue. He wishes that he could push you against a tree and fucking your mouth with his cock until your mouth full of his cum.

His cock was hardened fully, visible through his loincloth, you glance at the bulge between his thighs, the size unbelievably huge for you, you thought. He slids his thumb deeper that hits your throat where no one ever touches, you gag at the feeling of it before he pulls his hand back from you all of the sudden and look at you with a hint of guilty.

"I- I should go now. I'm sorry, i left Lo'ak a little too long." He explains while he stands up, his breath deeper than usual, he jolts away before you could even say anything, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your arousal pooling between your thighs.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

Ever since that, you often visit that pond by yourself, hiding away from others only for clear your head. And hoping that maybe, maybe Neteyam will come and accompany your lonely soul.

You can't ignore the feeling from your body that aching his touch, the way his thumb touched your tongue lives in your mind. Your body reacts differently ever since he laid his hands on you, and you are wanting more of it, desperately.

You could still feel his eyes on you among the crowd, you knew it, your guts never wrong. But you didnt pay any attention to it, you only hope that he would confess what he was hiding all this time.

In this tranquility, you let yourself sink deep into lust because of him. With probability no one watching you, you get yourself off your tewng and flawkx, then leaning against a tree.

Doubt going through into your veins, but the needs between your thighs is undeniable. You take a deep breath before you start squeezing your tits with gentle, you shut your eyes instantly while savouring the way you touch yourself.

Your hands squeeze your tits harder as you push yourself out of comfort, a moan slips out of your lips. Your fingers find your nipples, rubbing at first until they hardened, then you begin pinching and tugging at them, they are completely steel against your fingers.

On the other side, a couple of eyes widened fills with shock, a mouth gaped with disbelief, while hiding behind a bush, not wanting to show their presence. Hearing moans you let out was making their knees weak.

They would never expect that following your steps would be a free ticket for them to watch you pleasuring yourself, without any disturbance waiting for them. And Neteyam chosen to be the one who could watch you get naked and letting yourself sink into your own lust.

Neteyam knew that following you was something that his dad— or probably everyone— will disagree, but his eyes always find you even when he didn't try. He can't stop himself of making sure you're secure from the moment he met you almost get killed by those viperwolves, and his ego fulfills with pride he doesn't want to admit he cares for you.

Stalking you was never an option that cross his mind, never, He is a nice man, he believes in it. It was all Lo'ak's fault when he joked with him and said that he should following you everywhere you go, and that was the beginning of how he started stalk you.

Neteyam curses at himself for couldn't taking his eyes off you, he knew that this is wrong but the way your plump tits caged beneath your fingers attracted him that he stays in place to watch you.

He watches as you spread your legs and let one of your hands feels how wet you are. His eyes pin to the way you lick your fingers then rubbing your clit with them, his heart goes thump with the same pulse as his cock pulsate underneath his tewng, begging to release from the small space.

You rub your clit faster until your toes curling, your juices drip from your pussy, coating your inner thighs. Your moan was filling the peace that you already ruined, at some moment, you couragely moan the name who was watching you, Neteyam.

He lets out a gasp, his ears perked up at the same time he heard that moan, he could feels his heart beating faster that it almost jumps out of his chest. He didnt know if he should feel blessed or... He definitely thanks to Eywa for this moment.

Without any further ado, he decides to walk out of the bush and approach you, his step was silent so that you won't notice his presence. He gets on his knees before you as your hands still working to fulfill your needs, and your mouth still moaning his name, how embarrassed for you.

"Needing some any helps, maybe?" His words fill your ears, your body stops working immediately, you opened your eyes and found him infront of you, his eyes was pinning on your pussy.

Surge of panic went through your veins, your hands lift off from your body, your thighs clamp together in an instant. Your instinct tells you to grab your clothes, but his hands grip to stop you from doing it.

"You look too pretty to put those back things on," he looks into your eyes, he gulps with nervousness while you on the other hand was panicking that he found you in this situation, naked and fantasizing him.

"Look, i know that what i did is wrong, but i can't seeing you in danger again. But i did not expect you... like this. I'm sorry, would you let me make it up to you, please?"

"I moaned your name, i.. i feel shame for it,"

"No, no, no. It's fine, i am fine with that, honestly, i am enjoying it," he admits.

He slowly parting your knees and leans closer to your mound, "May i?" he asks for permit, his hands caress your inner thighs in assuring manner.

"Yeah, be gentle please."

"Absolutely, ma lady, your wish is my command," he smiles. He dips his head between your thighs, sniffing your mound, pressing his nose against it, it smells heavenly for him.

He sticks out his tongue, tasting your already wet pussy to his taste bud, lapping on it. You watch him eating you out like it was his last meal, starving but he maintains to not overwhelm you.

His hands grips your thighs to keep your legs spread widely for him, he slurps your juices that come out nonstop of you, the way his tongue moves blowing your mind. His tongue going up to your swollen clit, circling his tongue, playing with it to make you writhe.

He flicks your clit with his tongue, your hands instinctively trying to push his head, you whine at the feeling of your clit played by him. But, he just gets deeper, pressing his face into you. His mouth sucks your clit hardly, stops, then flicks it, stops, then sucks harder then flicks faster, he rewinds it again and again until all you do was moaning his name.

You stutter his name, you feel your abdomen tightened that asking to release the tension. Your moan gets louder, his name was filling the atmosphere while he flicks your clit faster. You fist his hair as you feel yourself cum, you shut your eyes tightly and arch your back from the tree.

Neteyam pulled back and watch you cum with mesmerized, his cock throbbing hardly beneath the tewng. "You look gorgeous, baby," he praises.

While you come down from your high, you watch as Neteyam stands up and take off his tewng in a hurry. "I'm not going anywhere, relax," you soothe him. He threw his tewng onto the ground, let his cock sprang free, stands up proudly.

You run your hands through his thighs as you stare at his cock with awe, his cock twitches at the feeling softness of your hands. "Just touch me, baby, please," he pleas, your hands went to the base of his cock before you stroking him.

"Fuck, just like that," he moans when one of your hands stroke him, and the other squeezing his tip. His grips the tree infront of him, your softness against his hard cock making him weak on the knees. Your finger rubs his at the edge of his tip, he whimpers at it, while your other hand keeps stroking him with faster pace.

Then you pull your hands back, he sighes in disappointed at the feeling of lost your touches. Before he could complain, you stick out your tongue and lick from the base of his cock to his tip, he lets out a satisfied groan.

"Open your mouth wider, sweetheart," his hand reach your head and running his fingers through your hair as you sucking his cock. His hips thrust gently into your mouth, he moans your name and praising you.

He pulls your hair and thrusting into you deeper, you grip on his thighs as he hits the back of your throat. He is doing what he was fantasizing. The warmness of your mouth envelopes his cock, when you gag your throat squeezes his cock in the way he likes it.

He keeps thrusting into your mouth while moaning your name over and over again, he holds himself not to slam all the way into your throat in order not to hurting yourself. His thrusts were gentle and deep, you could feel his veins around your throat, his tip nudges at the back of your throat making you gag.

He was mesmerizing you for taking him so well, you look really pretty with his cock wraps around your mouth he thought. His hips snapped into you, chasing his orgasm, and you didn't pull back. Before he could cum in your mouth, he abruptly pulled back and cum outside your mouth, letting the cum sprawled all over your face, he panted.

"Sorry, let me wash that crap off your face," he pulls you onto your feet and dragging you to the edge of the pond, he sits you down then he washes your face off his cum. Wiping your face with the water gently, running his fingers across your face.

"You always so pretty in my eyes," he says out of nowhere while staring at your wet face, you give him a sweet smile that melts his entire body. He plants a kiss on your forehead, cupping your jaw as he stares at you with endearment in his eyes.

"Stop saying i'm pretty," you roll your eyes, trying to denial but your heart skips a beat hearing his words. "I could stare at you a million years if you let me," he adds then he gives you a peck, your face starts to flushed because of his words that affect you much.

"Turn around and bend over," he commands at the time you still in the seventh heaven.

"What?" You confused.

"Face the water and bend over before i make you,"

"Why?"

"Just do it already."

You obeyed his command, you shift to face the pond and bend over. He moves to get behind you, he could see your curve from behind, it's tempting him, he licks his lips as he stares at you like he will going to devour you.

He raises your hips up, then pull apart your legs, he stares at your pussy, his mind was everywhere and his heart beat races. He slaps your pussy that makes you gasp instantly, he spits on his fingers to make sure they slippery before going inside you.

"Neteyam!" You moan while he puts his fingers inside, curling his fingers then rubbing against your sweet spot. He presses his fingers on it in order to make you wet for him again, you grip at the edge of the pond, your knees were trying so hard to hold your hips.

He begins to pump his fingers in and out in slow manner, he groans at the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers, so tight. He pulls his hand back before slam into you again and again, he wants you to tremble for him, and yes you are trembling in need for him.

His fingers left your pussy, leaving you aching for his touch, "why are you stopping? Do it again, Neteyam." You whine, he clicks his tongue at your impatient words.

He slams his cock into you, feeling the way your insides squeezing him, he begins thrusting his cock deep and fast. You let out a loud moan, your eyes rolling back, he sees you from the reflection in the water, seeing you weak was feeding his pride.

His hands hold your hips to hold you stay in place while he fucks you from behind, he keeps muttering how good your pussy feels. You could feel his cock stirs your insides, his cock streches your pussy in the way you enjoy, your knees were trembling at the feeling of it.

One of his hands moves to yank your hair back, hard but not hurt, just showing you he was the one who's in control. "Look at your reflection in the water, so goddamn hot," he slams his hips harder to mess with your mind.

You opened your eyes slowly and stare at your reflection, your hair is a mess, your saliva is dripping on your chin, your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure manner. "I look like a mess, i don't like it," you say between your moan, it was hard to think straight for you while he fucks you from behind.

"You look hot, it makes me hard."

He rolls his hips as he slows down the pace, preventing you from cumming, letting his tip touching your cervix that makes your toes curling. His hand leaves your hips just to land on your ass, he spanks you, entertain himself with the way your ass jiggles.

The more he spanks you, the louder you get for him, and he likes it, no, he loves it. His hand goes back to your hips, holding you steady while he begins to slams his hips again, this time he won't slow his pace again, he wanted to make you cum.

His slams getting harder and deeper, you lost count of how many times you scream his name. His cock getting harder than before, it was as hard as a steel, and he knew it was driving you begging for release.

He feels your walls milking him, clenching him tightly, you are cumming, you scream his name loudly, gripping at the edge of the pond until your fingers pale against it. He moans your name, grunting, he picks up his pace to chasing his orgasm.

He threw his head back when he feels his abdomen tightened, knowing the tension will release. His cock pulsating inside you, throbbing while getting ready to burst out his cum. At the last thrust, he went deep into you, his cock almost passing your cervix, he spills his cum deep inside you, you reached your peak for the second time with your knees tremble hardly.

He rolls his hips for a while to make sure his cum filling you completely, then he pulls out his softened cock. You could feel warmness spreading through your stomach, and some of his cum spills out of your pussy, he stares at it with pride.

He pants while watching you lay on your back, taking your breath deeply. "Did i go too hard? Did you get hurt, ma lady?" He checks on you, his words fill with concern, he lays on top of yours, placing his head on your chest, feeling the way your heart beats fast.

You wrap your arms around him and caressing his back, "I'm great, more than great, my man." He smiles at your words with the way you call him my man, both of your heart pounding in the same beat.

"Please stop giving me mixed signals, i know you like me, Neteyam."

"Is it too obvious?"

"My guts never wrong."

He sighes and pull back from your chest, shifts to get face to face with you. "I have so many feelings for you, but one thing that i know, i love you, i see you, pretty." He kisses your lips, pouring his love and longing in it before he pulls back abruptly, he fixes your messy hair, wiping your sweat off your forehead then he kisses on it.

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ACKK, i wrote this almost 3 days in a row (yes, im a loser, this isnt that long) hope u guys enjoy, because i enjoyed writing this :D my apology if i had any typo <33

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You belong to me

𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡ Ao'nung confronts how hate he is when he saw her spent almost of all the time with those forest boys.

contain: aged up! ao'nung, fem!metkayina!reader, jealousy and slight possessive ao'nung, smut, childhood friends, praise kink, foreplay (f receiving)

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"Gentle with this wound, will you?" he shifts in discomfort on the floor in his marui, as he sees you prepare something he trusts you to take care of his wound. It was really dumb of him to decided seek problem with those newcomer from the forest and eventually, having a taste of his own medicine.

"Promise me it won't sting,"

"It won't, Ao'nung."

"Promise to me first," Ao'nung looks up at her, holding her wrist tightly to prevent her from touching his wound sooner. She sighs and let go of his grip slowly, she nods as if she promises to him, when she's really not.

She sits infront of him and shifts closer, dips her fingers into the herbs paste she prepared previous, applying it across his freshly wound under right eye. He winces and lean back in immediate response, "it stings! You broke your promise, like you always do to me." He stares at her with annoyance.

"I've never broke any of my promises,"

"Because you pretend that you don't, specifically when you hanged out with those forest people and left me alone."

Silence dominates the room.

"... Tsireya asked me to accompany her," she answers as a defense, Ao'nung scoffs, he definitely won't buying it.

"You could've rejected her. Or maybe you were too desperate to see those monkeys."

"No, i'm not." She says sternly.

"Yes, you are. You like one of those boys, don't you? No wonder."

"Why are you starting to accuse me something i didn't do? Ao'nung, get a grip of yourself!"

Ao'nung pushes her hand away, "i am stating the fact."

She clicks her tongue, "you need to rest, Ao'nung. Just- Just let me take care of that wound first," he rolls his eyes and sit still, staring at the ground before letting her applies more of the herbs paste on his wound.

He presses his lips together and scrunching his nose in a sulky manner, "i don't like it when you hang out with them and forget about us," he says sincerely, spitting out words he holds back all this time deep inside his heart.

Her gaze softened at his, wiping off the paste of her fingers. "I never forget about us, Ao'nung, never. We grew up together, i would never leave your side." He lets out a mock laugh.

"Liar."

"I certainly am not."

"Prove it to me then,"

"How do you want me to prove it?"

"Kiss me."

He smirks, daring her to do it, watching how she's fidgeting her fingers that shows her being oblivious about her nervous act. He shakes his head knowing damn well she won't do it, "cowar-"

Smooch!

That's it. He froze in his place, he reaches his cheek to the spot she kissed. Not so long enough, he chuckles briefly, "the proof is not strong enough, my little petal."

"What do you want? I did it, i kissed you."

"Did i forget to mention that... On the lips?" He shrugs, in manner that annoy her much.

"You did it on purpose."

"So? Any problem with it, sweetheart?"

"I hate it when you get so cocky," she snarls, her eyebrows furrow judging his demeanor.

"But you will love it the moment i slip this cock into you." His smirk grows wider after that cocky comment he spits out of his mouth.

"AO'NUNG! There's nothing to do with... those topics!"

He lets out a bark of laughter, he reaches her hands and nuzzles into her palm, "i'm just spitting words that comes into my mind. Sorry, my little petal. Won't do it again. Not my fault you mentioned cock-y," he chuckles as he stares at your face that draws disgust expression.

"I'm still waiting for the prove, if you wonder. On the lips, just in case that you forget."

She refuses by shaking her head, he raises one of his eyebrows, "Why? Is it because you already smacking lips with those forest boys?"

"Stop! I did not do some vulgar acts with them, Ao'nung!" She shouts with a little bit of anger in it, she looks at him like she would scalp him anytime she could.

"Then let me get a taste of your pretty lips so i can tell if you told me the truth," he declares while he cups her jawline and pressing his lips onto hers, slow and gentle, giving her chance to break the kiss. However, she stays, even kisses him back, he smiles when he feels her kissed him back.

They begin deepened the kiss, sucking at each other's lips, tasting how sweet their salivas, his thumb strokes her jaw with gentless. She pulls back, panting and seeking breathe before he crashes his lips against her with more passionate.

His thumb went down to her chin, forces her mouth to open before slipping his tongue inside, she moans at it. The sound of wet lips smack at each others fills the room, her breathe almost run out, yet he keeps kissing her like it's the end of the world.

His lips trail down onto her neck, sucking at her pulse, leaving a kissmark. On the other side his hands wander around her chest, pushing her top up, tugging and rolling her nipples with his fingers. She squirms, even struggle to maintain her eyes to stay open, releasing some moans out of her precious mouth.

"Say my name, sweetheart," he murmurs against her neck, she obeys immediately.

He keeps rolling her nipple while the other hand moved to the lower side of you, cupping her mound and adds pressure on it in a circling motion. Kissmarks are all over her neck, showing everyone who's her belong to.

The kiss breaks, both of them panted, pupils dilated while staring at each other, sexual tension heightened. He tugs the cloth that covers her pussy to the side, running his finger through her slit, feeling her pussy already wet and juicy.

"Ao'nung..." She writhes.

"Yes, sweetheart? You really like this, don't you? Those forest boys can't make you this wet, can they?"

"Y-yes, they can't, Ao'nung..."

"Yes what, huh?" He teases.

"Yes, they cannot make me wet like you do."

He smiles cockily knowing that he has her in his grasp. He circles his thumb on her clit that she moans in response, she grips his shoulder to steady herself, while Ao'nung stimulates her both on upper and lower sides.

A finger slides into her, it's scratching on her walls, then it pumps in and out in fast pace. She gets up on her knees, pressing her body on his, and giving him access to her deeper, his hand instinctively holds her waist.

He keeps accelerate the pace, until it sounds like he was slapping her. She was gripping his hair in her fist, Ao'nung senses that she will hit her orgasm.

"Oh Eywa, you're so good at this, Ao'nung! You're the best at this! There's no others could make me this wet unless you!"

"Oh, is that true, my little petal?"

She nods while her face contorts in pleasure, "yes yes yes, you're the only one who could pleasure me! You're the one who owns this pussy!"

He fingers her nonstop, pushing two more fingers, stretching her wider so she keeps praising him. His ears blessed hearing all the praises from her mouth. He starts to finger her with his every might, not stopping even she's already cumming or crying his name too loud.

Squirt drips all over the ground, wetting his marui, he's slowing his pace while staring at her with amaze. "You look really pretty, sweetheart. Tell me, who you belong to?"

"Y-you, of course you, Ao'nung, i belong to you." She pants as she answers him. He cackles seeing her drain out just from foreplay only, "smart answer."

His fingers slide out of her pussy with a string of her cum stick on his finger.

"Ao'nung, i'm sorry for always leaving you these days. I didn't mean to... I-"

"I know, i forgive you, and i know how far you ran, you always end up in my arms."

She hugs him tightly, he hugs him back while plant a kiss on her cheek.

"Oel ngati kameie, Ao'nung. Always."

"Oel ngati kameie, ma yawne."

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His Favourites

𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡ Neteyam shows his favourite girl, his favourite place.

contain: aged up!neteyam x fem!metkayina!reader, friends to lovers, smut, foreplay, p in v, neteyam has crush on reader, love at first sight.

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The beach surrounds by the reef people, whether something interesting or strange just came. The sound of someone mentions "Sully" seminate all over that place, perking their ears up one by one. The Olo'eyktan, Tonowari, silences them by introduce the newcomers to the clan.

She joins in and stands before them, watching the newcomers— or they call it "The Sullys", she takes in the of their looks, how their tails move or how small their hands are. She tilts her head in curious demeanor, that gets notice on one of the sons, the one with the loose braid over his shoulders, that end up with their gazes meet.

"These kids will teach your children about the Awa'atlu. Especially her, she is the best swimmer among the kids," Tonowari interrupts the eye contacts by pulling her to his side.

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All of the siblings are busy on their own, teaching and learning, joking around to each other on the rocks near the shoreline.

"So, you're the best swimmer?" Neteyam asks, opening the conversation, sits beside her but holding a little bit of space between her and him.

She glances and chuckle, "not really, depends on how people think of me, why?"

"Just curious. Need to learn quick so i can teach the youngers. I don't mind if you offer a private lesson to me," he answers.

"Why me? Why not Aonung instead?"

"You know how stupid he will teach me, just look at his face," he comments, trying to lighten up the atmosphere between her and him, he smiles sincerely at her. She lets out a brief laugh, "I will considering on giving you a private lesson."

Neteyam grins from ear to ear and screaming Yes! silently. "Why don't we go now? I mean- not wanting to waste time, shall we?" He looks at her really excited, the smile never fades from his face. Without waiting any response, he grabs her by the arm and lead her away from the others.

"I want to see you how you do it, swimmer girl."

"You already know how to swim, come on, Net-"

He holds her hand and look at her with the sweet smile he has, "please, for me."

She rolls her eyes in annoyed demeanor, she walks toward the edge of the rock and jump into the water. All his do is admiring her, how her hair bounces in a pretty way or how her body gets wet and glistening from the splash of the water.

He follows her into the water, staring at how she swims smoothly under the water. He can't help but notices of how tempting her body is, whether the way it moves or the perfect it looks.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

It's been weeks since their first day coming into Awa'atlu. They've became better at swim and tamed their ilus, especially the fat crush Neteyam has for her, it was obvious, too obvious, the way he always follows her everywhere and keeps talking about her to Lo'ak.

"I'm not lying, i swear to Eywa. Neteyam keeps talking about her-" Lo'ak gets cut off by the clamp of the hand of his big brother on his mouth that almost spills of how he simps over her infront of their friends.

Tsireya nudges her by the elbow, hinting over Neteyam's behaviour, yet she shrugs it off and acts it was only friendship.

"It- It's nothing, no, please don't trust him, he is a big knuckle head, skxawng, always lying," Neteyam panics, convince to her it was all nothing, although she doesn't really care about Lo'ak's words at all. His words only inviting the burst of laughter from the others.

As the sun sets, the friends separate already, going back to their marui. Yet, Neteyam takes her away from the village and take her on a ride with his ilu.

"Why are we on here?" She asks as Neteyam stops on a rock in the middle of the ocean.

"This is my favorite place, away from the prying eyes, watching the waves by myself." He takes her hand and lead him to sit on the rock.

She stares at him and nod in understanding, "then, why are you taking me here?"

"Because you are my favourite girl," he says while tugging a braid on the back of her ear. He holds her jaw gently before leans in closer, her eyes widened but stay still, holding his gaze.

By the second, he gives a peck on her lips before lean back. "I really like you from the moment i came here. You're so pretty, you're the one who could take my breathe away." He confesses before leans in to kiss her again, leaving no chance for her to answer.

He shifts closer, placing his other hand on her thigh, caressing it gentle and with love. He couldn't stop devouring his favorite girl's lips, the tastes of it were sweet and addicting for him. He's getting feral with the kiss, slips his tongue into her mouth, grabs her by the neck to keep her stay.

She breaks the kiss so sudden, taking a deep breathe, she stares at him, keeping the gaze then kiss him back. Neteyam lets out a grunt and grabs her by the waist, pulling her closer, placing her on his lap.

"Fuck, you're driving me nuts." He mutters between kisses.

His hand wanders around her thigh again, went deeper to her inner thighs until she makes noises between the kiss. He presses his fingers against her mound through the loincloth, palming the clit with pressure.

"Neteyam!" She cries out, breaking the kiss, squirming above him.

"It's okay, baby girl, it will feel good"

He unties her loincloth, place it away, he mutters a curse before teasing get entrance by some soft slap. Hips bucks against his hand, like it was craving the touch more.

"Calm down, no need t-"

"Neteyam, it's my first time!"

He grins, "even better."

He slips his finger into the virgin heat, feelings its walls clenching tightly, he groans. "Holy mother, you really are. Tell me if it's hurt, baby."

His finger moves faster, making wet noises between her thighs. She tangles her arms around his neck and moans, "it's a bit... strange, but it's good..."

"I know you will feel good, i'm the one who can make you feel good," he picks up the pace, slips one more finger into her, curling his fingers and rubbing on her sweet spot. She moans his name, loud and crystal clear, he is really making sure his girl is getting the pleasure she wants.

Neteyam pulls his fingers out of her and lay her back on the rock. He undo her top, his moves swift as he removes his own loincloth. "Eywa, you're prettier than i thought," he stares at her while stroking his thick shaft.

He shifts between her legs, positioning himself to her entrance. "Just trust me it will feel good, baby girl. I promise you," he thrusts into her, gentle and slow.

He pulls out halfway before slams back into her, again and again. All she does only moan his name every thrust he takes, the feeling of his veins rubbing around her walls is driving her to the climax.

"Your pussy feels really good," he mutters.

"Neteyam, your cock..." she trails off, clamp her mouth with her hand, holding her moan in.

"Don't ever think of doing that, let them out, let people hear who makes you feel like this," he grips her wrists above her head with one of his hand, he slams with no mercy, she moans his name loudly.

"You like this, huh? Do you want more, baby?"

"Yes! I need- i need more of you!"

He groans.

Then he slams really hard until hits her deep inside, over and over again.

He lifts one of her legs, making love to her with new angle. He keeps going faster and wilder, his balls tightening and his cock pulsating in her. Her eyes rolling back in pleasure, it's only heightening heat inside of him.

She screams his name as she cums, clamping his cock around her walls, he groans at the feeling of it. Neteyam pulls out of her and stroking his cock with feral, thick ropes of cum spray all over her stomach down to her pussy lips.

He collapses on top of her, buries his face on her neck as he kisses on it. "You did great, my favorite girl, ma sevin."

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it's my first time doing this... pls give me advices and others, srry for the broken english, cuz thats not my mother language! love yall!

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