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[daydreamerbaby]

Hi! I hope it’s okay to ask — are you taking requests at the moment? If so, would you consider a Jake Sully × Mangkwan fem!reader oneshot?

I’d love a slow burn with a mating bond and some angst (maybe confusion, denial, or emotional distance before they finally come together) Totally understandable if not 💙

Burning Desire ⚔

Jake Sully x female Mangkwan Reader 

Words: 2.6K

Summary: He could feel it. And he knew she felt it too. Jake had been captured by the Mangkwan clan; a group of vicious, fearless, and chaotic Na’vi that hated everything he had come to love about Pandora. He thought they were going to kill him, but against all odds they didn't. When you were first tasked with taking water and food to his cell, you felt it. You tried denying it at first, but when the undeniable desire grew stronger, you couldn't hold back. It wasn’t love; it wasn't adoration; it wasn't soft and comforting. It was something primal and unbreakable, that both you and Jake would have to face sooner or later. 

Warnings: SMUT (18+), hate sex, matting bond, p in v, dry humping, bondage (character is chained)

authors note: thank you so much for requesting this and I hope you like it! this is my first time writing for Jake tehehe

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Burning Desire

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The chains were cold. The ground, which he had been laying on for the past couple of weeks now, was hard. The beatings he received were harsh. And yet nothing hurt him as much as….you. He realized it the first time you had brought him food. 

It was his second day as their captive. He expected them to kill him; cut off his kuru like they had done to the rest. But they didn't. For some reason they didn't. So there he was, the great Toruk Makto now a prisoner to the Mangkwan. When you brought him food, he felt something almost instantly. He tried to ignore it, but couldn't. The sway of your body, had him in a trance, your delicate fingers triggered something within him, your rosy lips waited to be bitten. 

“Jake, get a hold of yourself”. He thought. He knew you had felt it too, because the second you and Jake locked eyes, the raw emotions were indisputable. He observed the way your cheeks flushed, and how you hurried to toss his plate of food onto the floor. As much as he knew what was happening, he hated himself for it. He loved Neytiri. He loved her so much. But this, this wasn't love. He had known about the bond. He knew that there was some Navi out there that might be his predestined mate. He would not choose her, his body would. His heart had chosen Neytiri, but when he saw you, he didn't have a choice. 

It was like that for the next week. You would bring him food, your eyes would meet, your heart would start racing, Jake's pupils would dilate. You would hurry to give him his food, and then you would leave. You didn't want to accept it either. How could the skyman be your mate? Although you didn't believe in Eywa anymore, part of you wanted to curse her for allowing this to happen. You didn't tell Verang, you didn't tell anyone. You felt like you couldn't. So now you were stuck. Stuck with bringing Jake Sully his food every other day. Stuck in this endless cycle of torment and desire. You knew if you let yourself feel it, the pain in your lower belly would go away. But still, you refused. 

Similarly, Jake was hurting too. Everytime you entered his cell, and placed his food on the cold floor he felt this unwavering sense of lust. Lust that wouldnt go away, especially not when he realized the scent of you lingered in the air, even when you had already left. He felt disgusting. He felt ashamed, You weren't the woman he loved, so why was he feeling like this. But unbeknownst to him, it would soon become too much. 

It was on the 16th day of his captivity, your 8th visit, that the flame finally became a full blown wildfire. The visit started off like always. He could smell you before you even entered. His pupils immediately dilated. His heart started to race. And the bulge within his loincloth started to grow. You were in a similar predicament. Your hands, which carried Jake Sully’s food, started to shake. The annoying, yet familiar, sensation deep within your core came to the surface. You felt yourself flush. And you knew today was going to be different, 

When you entered the room, all you could smell was Jake. His dominating, masculine scent, filled every square inch of the room. It did something to you, but you wouldn't let yourself feel it. Not yet. You walked with as much composure as you could muster. Jake had looked at you when you had initially walked in, but now his head hung low. He was refusing to meet your eyes. And you would not beg, you were not a beggar. So you said nothing. You placed the tray of food in front of him, and slowly turned your body to walk out when…. 

“Wait” You heard him say from behind you. This was the first time you had heard his voice. It was deep, it sent chills throughout your whole body. You stopped, but didn't turn around. “You feel it too…. Don't you?” he spoke once more, this time much quieter. As if speaking quietly made the situation any less true. 

“I don't know what you're talking about.” you said firmly. You knew he could hear the fluctuation in your voice, the arousal so evident there was no way of hiding it. Still, you didn't turn around. 

“I know you're lying.” the skyman spoke again. “I can hear your heart beating faster…… I can…. I can smell you from here”. Jake took a deep breath, inhaling your sweet sweet smell, a smell that he was growing more addicted to as the days went on. You knew he was referring to the scent that was radiating off of your core. You were growing wetter by the second, just by listening to his voice and breathing the air around him. Still, you were determined. You did not turn around. 

“I don't know why this is happening. But I can't stop feeling like this….. I'm trying so hard but I can't.” Jake's voice had turned into a whimper. “It just hurt so bad. Please.” And with that you finally turned around. Jake was sitting on the floor, both his arms were chained to the wall behind him. His body was slumped, but he was looking up at you. He felt pathetic. He wasn't himself. This wasn't him. He was the great Toruk Makto, a mighty and strong warrior. But now, he was simply a man, begging for you to touch him. Because the pain was becoming too much. You had never seen anything more beautiful. A tall, muscular man, begging for you. Whimpering at the mere site of you. You were becoming even more turned on, if that was even possible. The heat between your legs was becoming too much. It was so uncomfortable, you needed a release. But still, you would not be weak. 

“The great Toruk Makto needs me?”. You said in a mocking tone, finally meeting his gaze. “Who knew such a strong, handsome, soldier could look so weak.”. 

“So you think im handsome” Jake said with a smirk. He knew the game you were playing. Knew you would only touch him, if he submitted before you. Be he wouldn't do that, he knew you would crack, just like he was doing. “C’mon pretty, I can smell your sweet pussy from here”. He was trying his hardest to sound tough. And he knew it worked. Your cheeks turned an ever darker shade of pink, and unconsciously you bit down on your soft, plump lip. His dirty words were like music to your ears. Your body was moving before you even realized it, because when you finally snapped out of your trance, you were so close to him, towering over him, while he looked up at you through glossy eyes. 

You said nothing after that. Just stared down at him, and suddenly your eyes caught sight of the huge bulge in Jake Sully's loincloth. Your mouth watered. You needed him. But still you would not beg. Or so you thought. When Jake's strong arm started to rub up and down your calf. You felt like you were going to melt. 

“You want me too. I know you do.” He spoke more confidently this time, but you could still hear the arousal in his voice peaking through. His hand which had been massaging and caressing your calf, now made its way further up to your thigh. He squeezed, and groped. But still you said nothing. Jake knew you were playing hard to get, but by the way you smelled, he knew the game wouldn't last long. “Do you want me to touch you?” he said as his hand moved to the inside of your thigh. And it was like something within you broke. You nodded slowly, the action so uncontrollable you didn't even know you were doing it until you saw Jake smirk. 

“So c'mere,” he said. And with that, you knelt down in front of him, finally face to face with the man that had been plaguing every single one of your dreams since the day you first saw him. Jake had his legs spread open, and you sat between them. “Good girl. See, I knew you needed me too”. 

“Jake….” you said in a breathy voice. Saying his name felt natural… easy. But this had been the first time you had said his name. The first time you had allowed yourself to be engulfed by the pure lust that came from being close to the sky man. You crawled closer to him on all fours. All of it felt primal; your need, your wants, your desires, and your actions. It felt as though there was some uncontrollable force pulling you towards the skyman, something you couldn't control, let alone resist. 

Jake waited in anticipation at the sight of you crawling to him. It felt like all his dreams had finally come true the second you reached him. You straddled him, one leg on either side of his own and when you finally melted into the embrace, it felt although that burning desire had finally come alive. In this new position you could feel everything. The way his groin prodded at your core, the way his breath became irregular, and the way your hips started to move on their own accord. It felt as though there was no time to waist; in an instant your hips moved on top of his in a heated, eager rhythm. 

“Of fuck…” Jake moaned. It felt so good. To finally let yourself feel the desire that had been building up. And so you stayed like this, grinding yourself on Jake Sully, with your head thrown back, and your arms rested on his shoulders. He wanted to touch you , wanted to place his rough hands on your hips and rock them back and forth, but he couldn't. Not with the chains that had him pinned against the wall. All he could do was match the rhythm of your hips and lose himself in the delicious feeling of your went cunt grinding on top of him. You felt close to coming just from the grinding alone. And so, the wave of your lust washed over you. It had you twitching and moaning on top of the skyman. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and your hands clawed at the nape of Jake's neck. When the wave finally settled, you were still ready for more. 

Seeing you come on top of him, had Jake so hard it was becoming painfully unbearable. But like this he couldn't do anything, couldn't even rub himself just enough to relieve the tension. He was so hard he wanted to cry. 

Seeing the man beneath you, hard and vulnerable, had your mouth watering and your core ignited once more. And so, you lifted yourself up from him, just enough to stick a hand in between both of your bodies, and pull off Jake Sully’s hard member. It was beautiful. Gorgeous, thick, and long. With a vein running down the middle, and an angry wet tip that was leaking precum. You started off by just rubbing your delicate hand, up and down. This alone had his cock twitching in your hand. 

“Please baby. Please” he desperately whined. 

“What is it Skyman?” you teased. “You like what I'm doing?”. Jake nodded his head. The sigh before you was beautiful; Jake sully with his arms chained on either side of him, his head thrown back against the hard concrete, and dribble of sweat dripping down his temples. Sure, you wanted to play hard to get. Regain some of the control you had lost when the animalist part of your brain that longed for Jake took over. So, you moved your own loincloth to the side and without any warning sunk down on his cock. The new found feeling made Jake's eyes spring open. You were equally as lost in the pleasure of his cock inside of you. Sure it had even looked big, but now that it was inside of you, it was even bigger than you could have imagined. 

“Youre so big” you said in a breathy voice. You continued to bounce yourself up and down on him. Each thrust, digging deeper into your core, and even more glorious than the last. Jake loved the way your warm wet walls felt around him. So tight, but so eager to take every single inch of him. When he decided to look in between your bodies he was met with the sight of a huge bulge in the middle of your belly. A bulge that was being created by none other than himself. He was so deep, so warm, so tight, he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He bucked his hips further up into you, which was all he could do underrated to current circumstances of his position. If it was up to him, he would have already flipped you over, and fucked you from the back, like the bitch that you were. But he couldn't, so he had to sit there, a pathetic whiny mess. Your pussy was taking so good, with a couple more bounces, he came. He came hard, his seed spilling into you. Painting your walls, and tainting you forever. The noises in the room were obscene: skin clapping and breathy moans. Soon after he spilled into you, you came again. This time around him, your orgasm rocked you even harder that the previous one had, and you were left twitching around Jake's cock, milking him until every last drop of cum was buried deep within you. 

You both stayed like that for a couple moments. Panting and twitching, trying to recover from the intense orgasm from before. 

Jake felt ashamed. Ashamed that he had just fucked someone that wasnt his wife. Ashamed that he had just fucked a member of an enemy clan. And most of all, ashamed of how much he had enjoyed it. You felt the same. You had no love for Jake Sully. The actions of before were the results of pure primal lust. But it felt so good, and you finally felt satisfied. 

When you knew your legs wouldn't shake anymore, you finally removed yourself from his cock. This had his cum spilling out of you and rolling down your leg. You needed to clean yourself before anyone else in the clan saw. You stood up and simply stared at Jake, and he looked up at you. 

“I hate you Jake Sully” you scoffed. You needed to hate him. 

“I hate you too.” He said, looking up at you through glossy eyes. And it was true, he did hate you. But he hated himself even more from how his cock was becoming hard once more. He was ready to fuck you again. 

[daydreamerbaby]

It’s totally fine if you don’t like this request

Maybe a neteyam x human reader. She’s like a doctor and trying to prove she can be useful to the sully family. Whenever shes out trying to find herbs or something. He’s VERY protective of her. Treats her like a fragile doll

(This is my first time ever requesting a fanfic so forgive me if it’s confusing)

Delicate Touches ㅤꨄ︎

Neteyam x Female Human Reader

Words: 2.4K

Summary: While out collecting samples for your lab, nightfall had come much quicker than you had anticipated. Lucky for you, Neteyam had been appointed to be your own personal bodyguard. While he wasn't the biggest fan of human things, he was a big fan of you. Protecting you felt almost instinctual, after all, your small frame wouldn't stand a chance against the large dangers of the Pandora forest in the dark. When delicate touches and forbidden glances turn into an uncontrollable desire for you, Neteyam must choose between holding back, protecting his precious doll from himself, or giving into his desires and ruining you forever. 

Warnings: SMUT (18+), size difference, size kink, possessiveness, soft-dom Neteyam, navi x human

*Although not canon, in this fic humans can breathe the air without a need for masks.

-Thank you so much for the request and idea!!! I hope you enjoy it… ;)

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Delicate Touches

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The air around you felt hot and humid, but you knew this would soon change. Nightfall was approaching, but having still not found the specific herb you needed for your lab sample, you were determined to keep on working, no matter how late it got. You had been at it for hours; walking through the thick Pandora jungle during the middle of summer wasn't an easy task, your feet ached from the constant walking, your clothes were drenched in sweat, your hair was a tangled mess, but still you persisted. You knew it wasn't going to be safe to stay out in the forest once it got dark, but something in you wanted to stay. You constantly felt like you couldn't disappoint others, so the idea of going back to the lab empty handed made your stomach twist. So there you were, continuing to work despite the very specific instructions to return to camp before it got dark. Besides, there were little to no dangers in the forest, not when your personal body guard stood tall and strong, ready to protect you if needed. 

“C’mon Y/N, let's go back to camp. We can always start again tomorrow” he said. Neteyam, the eldest Sully son and future Olo'eyktan, had throughout the years developed a particular fascination towards you. Something about your small frame drew him in, your pink cheeks and rosy lips the objects of many of his desires. But they were just that: desires. He wanted to touch you, but wouldn't. Felt like he couldn't. But that was fine, he would cling on to those desires, store them away in the deepest parts of his mind, and continue to be the gentleman that everyone knew him to be. After all, you probably didn't reciprocate any of those feelings. Or so he thought. 

“Teyam please!” you pouted. “I feel like we’re close. I really don't want to go back to the lab without the sample.”

“Ugh. You know it's hard to say no when you make that face” he faked annoyance and rolled his eyes. 

“That's why I do it” you looked over your shoulder and said with a smirk while you kept on walking. And that was true. Neteyam couldn't say no to you. He couldn't say no to his favorite girl. It was always like this. Flirty back and forths that never developed into anything else, despite the undeniable urges you both felt, unbeknownst to the other. And so you continued on, and it was true, you had found the sample no more than half an hour later but by that point the Pandora sky was a deep dark shade of blue and the only light source that remained were the shiny stars and planets that illuminated the night sky. 

“Fuck. My dad is going to kill me for not getting us back before nightfall” Neteyam said worriedly. He tucked his braids behind his ears and started massaging his temples. He knew Jake would be mad, but when he looked back at your smiling face, all of that worry disappeared. 

“I'm sorry Neteyam. I really am. But I’ll talk to Jake and tell him it was all on me. I really do appreciate you though.” You looked up at the Na’vi man before you, having to tilt your head slightly up in order to be able to meet his gaze. You stepped up on a wooden log on the ground. Neteyam curiously watched you. After stepping on the log, you got up on your tip-toes and gave him a delicate kiss on his cheek. You did it innocently, yet Neteyam couldn't help the sudden flush of his cheek and ache in his lower half. 

“Ok. Lets go back now” he spoke softly. Worried that if he spoke any louder, you would be able to notice the undeniable lust he felt at that moment. You simply shook your head in agreement, and holding on to Neteyam's out-stretched hand, you took a hold of it and carefully stepped off the wooden log you had previously been standing on. “But please stay close to me. It really is dangerous” He spoke a little louder that time. 

That's how it started. On your way back to the camp, surrounded by nothing other than the dim light of the forest. You walked with Neteyam hand-in-hand. He told himself he was only holding your hand in order to keep you safe, and while that was true he also secretly adored the way your tiny hand fit in his much larger one. You didn't object to it - on the contrary, you happily complied. And so there you both were, walking together in silence, yet something else loomed in the air. The simple hand holding, although wholesome, after years of stolen glances was quickly building up to something else. You felt it, and you knew he felt it as well. You could tell because you observed his face, the way his cheeks were a deeper shade of blue and the way his jaw tensed. 

“Neteyam…. can I tell you someth-”. Then it happened, the moment you were going to confess your feelings to him, a sudden loud ruffle in a bush nearby made you both jump. In an instant, Neteyam pushed you against a nearby tree, this made you gasp, but the sound was quickly muffled when he covered your mouth with his large palm, urging you to stay quiet. 

You stayed like that for a couple seconds longer. Back pressed against the hard tree behind you, with his hand on your mouth, and his body so close to you. The noise was harmless; a small rabbit-like animal playing in the bush, before quickly hopping away. Neteyam let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. Then he released its grip on your face, but your bodies remained close. The feelings that had been lingering in the air earlier, were indisputable now. You meet each other's gaze and every emotion came crashing down. It might have been the adrenaline from the scare, or the years of build up, but there was no hiding it now. You both knew what you were feeling, but still, he needed to hear you say it. Needed to hear confirmation that he no longer needed to hold himself back. 

“Y/n….. what were you going to say earlier” he let out in a breathy and shaky voice. 

“Neteyam…..” you started. You felt like hiding, although there was no denying what was in the air, it was still hard to speak the words out loud. 

“C’mon baby, you can do it.” He egged you on. 

“Neteyam…. I…. I really like you…. Not just as friends or anything…. But I really like you…. And sometimes I feel like I need you”. You spoke quietly, but the words, once they started, couldn't stop. 

“You’re so beautiful you know”. Neteyam spoke. His hand came up from his side once more, and using his large fingers, he twirled a piece of your hair between them. “Beautiful like…..” His hand left your hair and came up to your jaw…. “Beautiful like a doll”. 

Just like that the storm had erupted. He could smell the sweet scent coming off your body, a scent so powerful and intoxicating, in an instant he felt himself transform into one of the predators he was trying so desperately to protect you from. But he needed to control himself. He needed to be gentle. And oh he would. 

He slowly bent down, and just like that, his face was mere inches from yours. For a while he did not move, simply observed. Observed your beautiful features, taking them in and memorising them. You felt small under his gave. He was so much larger, his body looming over yours. If you didn't know how gentle he was, you might have been scared, but you weren't. Neteyam gradually leaned in, until his lips finally connected to yours. The kisses were delicate and gentle. Although the most primal and lustful part within himself wanted to devour you whole, he also knew he wanted to take his time - savor the tender moments he had been dreaming of for Eywa knows how long. All you could hear was the sound of lips working together. His hold on your jaw never left, but his other hand snaked its way around your waist. His hands were on you. His lips were on you. And yet you wanted more. For a second you stopped the kiss, and slightly moved away from his face so your eyes could meet his once more. 

“Neteyam I want you…” you breathed out in a moan. Neteyam complied, how couldn't he? And so his hands abandoned your waist and jaw and made their way to the backs of your thighs. Without having to say it, you knew what he wanted. And so you slightly jumped into his touch. He was able to easily lift you up, and once your legs had swiftly wrapped themselves around his torso, the kissing resumed. This time with a lot more passion and desire. Neteyam had always treated you like a delicate little thing. Always helped you reach things, always protected you from danger. But now, he was having trouble continuing to be delicate. As your kissing intensified, he pushed you against the tree once more, and without thinking started grinding his large frame into you. Even with your clothes on, and his loincloth covering him, you could tell he was big. Similarly, you started to move your hips, wanting to match his movements. Your arms wrapped around Neteyam's neck pulling him closer, if that was even possible. The movement of your hips against his felt intoxicating, The rough material of your shorts started rubbing against your center and you could feel yourself starting to get wet. Neteyam knew it too, he could smell it. He, equally as taken by lust, could feel himself start to grow. The idea of him inside of you turning him on even more. He needed you. In an instant he set you down. 

Confused by the sudden loss of touch you you let out a confused, 

“Teyam what are you doing?”. 

“Doll, I need to get these off you right now”. He commanded. His large fingers worked the tiny zipper of your shorts and quickly shimmied them off your legs. A little flustered by his dominating tone, you felt your check heat up. Once the shorts had pooled at the bottom of your feet, you stepped out of them completely. Neteyam stared at you for a second before quickly picking you up again. And so there you were. In only a tiny fitted t-shirt and lacy black thong, with your back against a tree, grinding yourself on the future leader of the Ometikaya clan. Without your shorts, you could feel everything so much more. Neteyam could as well. He could feel the heat radiating off your core, the way your slick was soaking your already barely-there underwear, and the way he was growing painfully hard by the second. You both didn't even know if he would fit inside of you. But there was only one way to find out. One of his hands left its contact with your plump ass and made its way down to his loincloth. He pulled himself out, and you couldn't help the way your jaw fell open. 

“You're so big.” you spoke without thinking. 

“It's okay baby, I think we can make it fit” He spoke to you with a smirk…. “Dont you?”. 

You nodded your head with more eagerness than you had intended too but Neteyeam only let out a small laugh. He pulled your underwear to the side and in an instant his tip was so close to where you needed him the most.

“Please Neteyam!” you whined desperately, closing your eyes and head falling back. He pushed in. You could feel yourself stretch, although it hurt due to the large size difference, as with everything else, you were determined. Neteyam took it slow. Although he was on the brink of losing his self-control, he would never hurt you. And so he entered you slowly, bit by bit, with every inch he gave you time to adjust. Before you knew it he was almost fully inside you now. Your eyes were tightly closed shut but when Neteyam completely pulled out and pushed back in, they sprung open and you let out a moan so loud it made you thankful that you were in the middle of the forest. 

“Fuck doll… you feel so good.” Neteyam spoke. After a while, once it was easier to pull out and push back in, his movements picked up. With every thrust Neteyam had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He was fucking you dumb. His movements, although fast, never lost their tenderness. He kissed your neck, your jaw, your lips, everywhere he possibly could. At that moment it was just you and him. Your bodies were connected, your hands were on each other, and the loud obscene sound of skin clapping against each other filled the air around you. You were close. 

His movements continued on like that until you felt the familiar burn in your core bubbling up. Without a warning you came. Your body twitched around his cock and your mind was filled with nothing but Neteyam. It could have been second, it could have been minutes, it could have been hours, you were unsure. So lost within yourself you didn't notice the way Neteyam pulled out of you, and with a couple of strokes to himself, he too came powerfully and fast.

And for a moment you stayed like that. Head slumped against his neck, trying to recover from the way your orgasm wrecked your whole body, After both of your breathing had returned to normal Neteyam gently placed you on the ground. At first your legs felt wobbly, and you knew you would be so sore tomorrow. Still lost in your daze, Neteyam helped you back into your shorts, zipped them up, and picked you up once more. He carried you bridal style, and comfortably slumped in his strong arms, sleep quickly consumed you and everything went dark. 

You didn't know how, but the next morning you had woken up in your bed. Still with your clothes on from last night, and you would have thought that it was all just a dream, if it wasn't for the herb samples on your nightstand and the note that read…. 

Meet me in the forest again tonight…..

[daydreamerbaby]

Neteyam’s Moodboard & Headcanons ݁ ˖𓂃.𖠰

“the protector”

- images and headcanons of what I think bf!Neteyam would be like <3

warning: NSFW content below

HEADCANONS

- bf!Neteyam is a true romantic at heart: he loves surprising you with flowers and gifts, loves holding your hand, loves kissing you. anything to show you how much he adores you

- bf!Neteyam is such a body worshipper. even when he’s fucking you senseless, he can’t stop himself from running his hand up and down your body. he loves everything about you… and makes sure you know it

- bf!Neteyam talks about you constantly. always brings you up in conversations, always talking about how much he loves you. he can’t help but flaunt his favorite girl

- bf!Neteyam secretly loves how jealous you get when other women talk to him. being the future Olo'eyktan comes with so many women throwing themselves at him, which often leads to you pouting and giving him the silent treatment. but he always knows the best ways to cheer you up….

- bf!Neteyam is a SOFT-DOM!!!!! although he’s dominant and always in control in bed, he never once stops treating you with tenderness, adoration, and affection

- bf!Neteyam is always calling you “beautiful”, and refers to you as his “perfect girl”….. when you both are alone, he replaces those with “my little slut” and “dirty girl”

- bf!Neteyam loves planning dates. he puts so much effort into your relationship, and more often than not he’ll spontaneously take you from your task at hand, lead you into the forest, and surprise you with a romantic date.

- bf!Neteyam is a protector. he can’t help himself but he’s constantly worrying about you, thinking about you, and making sure she’s always there to help when you need it. when you both go hunting, he always make sures to stand close behind you, his large frame protecting you from any harm.

- bf!Neteyam secretly has a size kink. he loves how big he is compared to you, loves how his large frame looms over you. his hands are able to engulf yours in his. when he’s fucking you, loves seeing the bulge in your belly from how big he is

- bf!Neteyam always involves you in family events. he’s overjoyed at the fact that Neytiri and Jake love you, he gets so happy seeing you play with Tuk, and loves the relationship you have with Kiri and Loak.

- bf!Neteyam is sooooo patient. You can be a little bratty sometimes, but not only does he secretly love when you get in a mood, he knows exactly how to treat you. he makes sure to not invalidate your feelings and communicate with you. truth be told, you never stay mad at him for long, but will pretend to be mad a little while longer just so he spoils you a little more

[daydreamerbaby]

Too Close -`🕯´-

Neteyam x Female Omatikaya Reader 

Words: 2.8K

Summary: You had basically grown up with the Sully kids. Your parents were quite close with Jake and Neytiri, this meant that when you looked back at all of your childhood memories, they were always there. You had grown to love them so much, but throughout the years your love for the eldest Sully boy had developed into a different type of love…. although you would never admit it out loud. You thought Neteyam only saw you as a close friend, a young naive girl he would never be interested in romantically, or sexually. But what happens when you're on a family trip and forced to sleep next to each other. Although it's “cold”, when Neyetam decides to lay next to you, the space is suddenly too hot for comfort. 

Warnings: smut (18+),  sexual activity with other people in the room (they are sleeping), semi-public, choking, dry-humping, pet names 

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“Are you ready to go?!?” Your mother exclaimed from the other room. 

“Almost!” you replied back feeling under pressure. You were looking all over for your favorite pair of earrings but they were nowhere to be found. You had bought them the last time the wind traders had come to the village. The first time you wore them Neteyam got really close to you, held the earrings in between his fingers and simply said. “Pretty”. Even just the memory brought chills down your spine, but now, whenever you know you're going to be around him you always wear them in hopes that one day he would call you that again. Your little crush on the eldest Sully son was your biggest secret. Although you had known him since childhood, it was for that same reason you would never tell him: he probably still saw you as a little kid. And if you were to ever admit your feelings to him and Eywa forbid he would reject you, you would have no choice but to hide away for ever. And you couldn't face that embarrassment just yet. 

“Aha!” you exclaimed finally finding the earrings under one of the baskets you were weaving earlier. You ran down the steps of your home. At the bottom you were greeted with the sight of your parents, your brother, Jake & Neytiri, Loak, Kiri, Tuk…. and Neteyam. No matter how many times you saw him, or how often, it always made chills form throughout your body. 

“Ugh finallyyyyyyy”. Loak said in faux annoyance. 

“You skxawng (idiot)! I didn't even take long” you rolled your eyes, getting close and smacking his arm. 

“The princess can take as much time as she wants Loak” his brother joined in on the smacking. “Isnt that right y/n”, he asked asked you coyly. Your cheeks instantly felt hot, how was it possible that a simple pet name could get you so flustered. It was moments like that that made you think it was possible that one day Neteyam could potentially like you back. He then used both of his hands and vigorously tousled you and Loak’s hair, bursting your bubble once again. No he could never like you back, to him you were probably just a foolish little kid. 

“Alright all of you, we have to get going!” Your dad exclaimed, snapping you out of your thoughts. “If we don't leave now, we won't make it to the lake until nightfall”. 

And with that, you all mounted your Ikrans and began your journey. There was a beautiful large lake not too far away from the village. Although the flight would only take half an hour, you all had already lost a lot of time just from trying to get yourself packed. Your family and the Sully’s decided that they wanted to stay in a small cabin near the lake for a couple of days and rejoice in the hot summer weather. 

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In what seemed like an instant you had arrived. The cabin was beautiful, the lake even more so. The clear blue water sparkled and shimmered due to the bright setting sun. The forest around you wasn't as dense as back near home-tree, the air flowed around you, and you couldn't imagine a more perfect moment. 

“Alright everyone, let's see where we’re going to sleep tonight” Jake said, grabbing as many bags as he could hold, making his way inside. Differently from back in the village, you were not going to be sleeping in hammocks, instead there were three separate rooms: two rooms with one floor bed each and the other room with three beds shoved into the small space. 

“Are you serious?”

“This is unfair!”

“Why do we have to share a room”, were some of the complaints said when the parents revealed you all would be sleeping in the same room. 

“No, actually Tuk is going to sleep in our room” Neytiri said, rubbing little Tuk’s shoulder, who was very upset by the previous sleeping arrangement. 

“I call a solo bed!” Kiri shouted, running to place her bag on a bed. Only two left….

Loak and your brother decided to rock-paper-scissors for the other bed. Loak won, leaving your brother to sleep on the floor. One left…. 

But Neteyam being the gentleman that he was turned to you and said, 

“Y/n you can take the bed, I’ll sleep on the floor” he sweetly smiled before going back to the room to leave the rest of his bags.  

The rest of the afternoon was filled with laughter, swimming, and delicious food. But before you knew it everyone was wobbling back to their rooms with exhaustion. Although everyone fell into a deep sleep almost instantly, you tossed and turned, not being able to relax for the life of you. You knew everyone was asleep because you could hear the snores and deep breaths that filled the room, but this only kept you awake more. There were too many noises, your pillow was too hard, your skin felt tight around your body, and most annoyingly of all there was a deep buzz in your lower abdomen that wouldn't go away no matter how hard you tried to ignore it.  

“Y/n are you okay?” Neteyam's smooth voice said in a whisper. You were previously laying on your back, staring mindlessly at the ceiling, but when he spoke, your body automatically turned to lay on its side in order to face him. 

“What?” you sheepishly asked. Although your mind had registered his voice, it had not been able to process the words he had spoken. 

“I asked if you’re okay,” he repeated once more. His eyes meet yours, and you couldn't help but blush at the eye contact. You just prayed to Eyway that the darkness was enough to conceal the red tint that spread throughout your cheeks. 

“I’m fine, just a little cold”. The second the words left your mouth, you realized how foolish you sounded. It was the middle of summer, and although it was night, the air around you still felt warm and comforting. Suddenly you could see Neteyam get up from his spot on the floor and start making his way over to you. In an instant he was climbing into the spot next to you on the bed. 

“What are you doing?”. Although you were confused, you automatically moved closer to the edge of the bed, making space for him to lay down near the wall. 

“I just want to help,” he stated. “You said you were cold, so maybe I can hold you until you fall asleep.” he stated in such a matter-of-fact tone that made you start questioning yourself. ‘This is completely normal right?’, ‘He's a gentleman, of course he would want to help’, ‘There is no other reason why he would be doing this’, your mind was racing. So consumed by your thoughts, all you could reply back was, 

“Oh…. okay….. thank you”. When he settled next to you it was awkward at first, you both laid on your backs, looking at the feeling, hands crossed over your stomachs. 

“Lay on your side” he commanded. 

“What?!”, the fluster in your voice was evident. 

“I know you're a side sleeper…. It will be easier to fall asleep if you do”. Once again he spoke so clearly, sweetly, and unbothered by the current situation, a situation that had you more than confused. 

“Oh, yeah” you replied. You moved to your side, laying to face the rest of the room. You could feel the bed move behind you, shifting as he adjusted his position. In an instant his body was pressed against your back. Too close. He felt too close. In this position you could feel his breath: the way his body rose and fell with each one. You could feel his heartbeat. You could feel his warm skin and his rough hand snaking its way around your body, holding you firm to him. “This means nothing, stop making it weird. He only wants to help” you thought once more.

 Time was moving slow, or fast, you didn't know. It could have been seconds, it could have been hours. Time felt warped, because all you could think about was Neteyam behind you. The boy you had dreamed of for so long was behind you. The moment felt like a dream, but his rough hand on your abdomen reminded you it was very much real. It was working though. Although your mind was racing, his warm touch was relaxing you, making you melt into the bed. Maybe sleep would finally come. Then suddenly…

You felt something poke you from behind. It couldn't be. But it was. You could feel Neteyam, the sweet and composed boy you were used to, getting harder by the second. 

“Teyam….” you said in a voice so low, you were secretly hoping he wouldn't hear. 

“Just ignore it please,” he said firmly. “It will go away….. I'm sorry I don't know why this is happening.” But he knew why. 

You said nothing, just continued to stare forward. All of the sleepiness you were feeling: gone. You were now hyperaware of the closeness of your bodies. The heat you had felt earlier returned. You didn't want it to, but your body betrayed you, just like Neetyam's body was betraying him. 

More minutes passed. The heat in your body had only grown and intensified. You could feel yourself start to get wet. 

“Stop doing that.” Neteyam’s hand firmly placed itself on your hip. Halting movements you didn't even realize you were doing. You felt mortified. Minutes ago you had started grinding yourself onto him. Neteyam knew you were doing it subconsciously, but when your grinding started to become stronger, Neteyam knew he had to stop you before things became more intense. 

“You have to stop. Because if you keep going I won't be able to control myself.”. His words shocked you. Your mouth fell slightly open and your eyes widened. 

“What if I don't want you to control yourself.” The words spilled from your lips. You didn't know where the bravery was coming from but you were so turned on now, your mind and body were working on their own. You slowly turned your head to face Neteyam. The light creeping in from the window made his eyes sparkle. His lips formed a smirk and he said…

“You don't know how long I’ve been wanting to hear that princess.” He leaned in closer to you, if that was even possible, and planted a firm, warm, wet kiss on your lips. You must have been dreaming. There was no way the boy you had fantasized about for so long was here, kissing you, and grinding himself on your ass. “We just have to be quiet baby, can't wake up the others.”

You nodded. Although it was going to be hard, you would do anything to keep the moment from ending. Neteyam started grinding himself against you, with purpose and pressure now. 

“Fuck, Teyam” you said in a breathy moan you never made - exept for when you touched yourself at night, thinking of the very same boy that was filling you with pleasure now. Similarly, you pushed your ass further onto him in efforts of matching his movements. Your loincloth did little in masking the feeling. You could feel everything. The way his hard cock felt against you. The way the heat from both of your bodies was radiating into the air. The way that as each second passed, you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. The delicious movements made you lose yourself. 

“That's it baby, keep going.” he said from behind you. His face now nestled in the crook of your neck. He was painfully hard now. Even though he wasn't inside you, you could feel how big he was. 

“Youre so big” you couldn't help yourself from saying out loud. 

“You like it huh? Fuck, I never realized how much of a dirty girl you were” He mockly breathed into your neck. While one of his arms was being used by you as a pillow, his other hand which had previously been on your stomach made its way up your body, and onto your throat. He squeezed the tender skin on your neck. It restricted you from taking full breaths, but that paired with the way he was deliciously rubbing himself on you was making you see stars.

For a second, his hand left your throat. At first you were confused by the sudden lack of touch, but then you realized what he was doing. Neteyam pulled himself out of his loincloth; you heard the way his cock sprung out, making a thud when it hit his own stomach. The noise made your mouth water, but surely you couldn't right? Not here. Not with other people in the room. You felt the way he slid in between your legs, your own loincloth acting as a feeble boundary between your heat and his throbbing length. He could feel how hot and wet you were, your warm center inviting him in. But he wouldnt fuck you, not right here. He wanted the first time to be special, he needed to make it last. And most of all, when he actually fucked you, he wanted you to scream his name. And right now he couldn't do that, right now he needed you to be silent…. Or as silent as you could. 

He returned his hand up to your throat. His hand a reminder of how strong he was, a fact that made you excited for the future. And then, his hand moved up a little. He gave you a slight tap on your cheek, and as if your bodies were interconnected, your mouth opened and in an instant he slipped two of his long fingers in your mouth. You sucked and swirled your tongue around them. Neteyam grinned with anticipation; if you were sucking his fingers this well, he couldn't imagine the way you would suck his cock. And with that he started picking up his pace. He was thrusting in between you faster now, pulling himself in and out from in between your pretty thighs. The sensation made your core pulse with desire, his length so close to where you needed it the most. Neteyam fingers in your throat helped keep you quiet but it was all starting to be too much: he was so close to you and his body was so warm. 

Without having to actually fuck you, he was going to make you cum. You could feel the sensation in your belly building up: like a rope that was being pulled so tight it was mere seconds away from ripping apart and splitting in half. 

“Are you going to cum pretty girl. I cant wait until I get to fuck you for real.”. He was nearing his orgasm too, you could feel it. A couple more fluid thrusts and you came. Your core twitching and pulsing around nothing. The feeling was so strong it swept you away like river currents. Not long after, Neteyam pulled out from between you, pumped himself a couple of times and came all along your back. 

“Shit, shit, shit” he couldn't stop himself from saying, his orgasm equally as strong. For both of you, years of pining, lust, desire, and concealed love lead to this moment. The beings held back were bound to release, and release they did. In a way so strong, they were completely undeniable now. You were left there, panting and covered in sweat. 

“Are you still cold?” he asked through a hushed laugh. 

“You're such a skxawng (idiot)” You quietly laughed too. This moment would change your relationship forever, but you were so happy there was no awkwardness in the air - only undying adoration.

 “Hold on baby, don't move”. Neteyam quietly got up from the bed. Walking on his tiptoes as he made his way to his bag, pulled out a small piece of cloth and wet it with a wooden flask filled with water. Seeing this beautiful, but obviously large boy walk back to you on his tip-toes almost made you burst out laughing. You held it back though and simply smiled up at him. He reached over your side and cleaned off your back, which had been previously covered with his spend. After you were all clean, he knelt down in front of you. He couldn't help the way he lovingly stared at your face, leaning in he gave you a delicate kiss on your forehead. 

“Go to sleep, pretty girl” He said when he pulled away. Bringing his hand back up to your face he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and continued to adore you. 

“Night Neteyam” you lovingly said just before you closed your eyes. Sleep came to you quickly after that, exhaustion and bliss covering you like a blanket. That night you dreamt of Neteyam, but even in your sleep you knew that your dreams could never compare to reality. 

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Authors note: I hope you guys liked that! Again I'm still pretty new to writing here but I'm trying my best. I'm also very open to requests so let me know if you have any ;)

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Loak’s Moodboard & Headcanons ˖𓍢ִִ໋𓇼⋆

“the tease”

-images and headcanons of what I think bf!Loak would be like <3

Warning: NSFW content below

HEADCANONS

- bf!loak lovesssss playing with your hair: braiding it, twirling it… pulling it. He especially loves when you do the same to him

- bf!loak loves sneaking around. Pulling you into a corner and kissing your lips, and your jaw, and other places too. He just can’t resist the thrill of being caught

- bf!loak is possessive. He recognizes that dating the prettiest girl in the village comes with some disadvantages (aka guys not being able to keep their eyes off you), but he can’t help the deep feelings of jealousy. This means he loves marking you up: most make outs lead to him bitting and sucking at your neck, leaving dark purple bruises for all to see.

- bf!loak stole a pack of cigarettes from Norm (some human invention you didn’t particularly care for) . He loves lightning one up right after he’s done fucking you dumb.

- bf!loak loves pet names. He calls you baby and beautiful anytime he gets. During heated moments those innocent names are replaced with calling you his “little slut” and his “perfect girl”, after all you were perfect: crafted by Eywa specifically for him.

-bf!Loak loves how innocent you are. Your don’t recognize how a simple batting of your eyelashes can get him hard in an instant. He loves knowing that he’s your first. The first you touch you and fuck you. The first to see how dirty his innocent girl can get.

- bf!loak is soooo clingy. His love language is physical touch- this means he can never take his hand off you. He loves holding your hand, loves when you play with his hair, loved when you scratch his back. Anything to know you are there.

- bf!loak absolutely adores when you go swimming together. He loves play splashing you and the way it makes you roar with laughter. When he’s feeling…. naughtier….. he loves skinny dipping. Loves Ben able to see the curves of your body and how they move in the light blue water.

- bf!Loak is a tease. During festivals, when the rest of the clan is drunk and dancing, he will secretly slip his had in between your things. Rubbing your warm center until your squirming in your seat. He laughs and ,o is they way your can’t hold still, trying your hardest not to grind into his rough hands.

- bf!loak although possessive, loves when you two are being watched. The first time it was on accident, spider had stumbled into the forest and come across Loak fucking you senseless. Now he’ll event let him watch. Something about being seen fucking his pretty girl riles him up,

- bf!Loak is so sweet. When he’s fucking you, not so much. He loves choking you, spanking you, pulling your hair, spitting in your mouth. He equally loves when you claw at his back, leaving angry red scratches all across it.

-bf!Loak loves bringing you gifts. When wind traders come, he will buy you little trinkets, jewelry, or even a new top. He buys the prettiest things for the prettiest girl.

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“Hush, Baby” 𓂃 𓈒𓏸

loak x female metkayina reader

summary: your boyfriend Loak loves watching you do things. it can be anything. from braiding your own hair, to weaving a basket, to playing with his little sister tuk. he loves it all. but what he doesn’t love… watching you talk with other ometikaya boys. sure it’s not your fault that you’re the most beautiful girl in the village, and therefore boys can’t seem to stay away from you. but jealous Loak can’t let that keep happening. the solution: marking you up until there’s no way of hiding who you belong to.

warning: smut (18+), possessiveness, jealousy, innocence corruption, fingering

words: 1.7k

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“HUSH, BABY”

It was a quiet day in the village. The communion with the tulkun had been roughly two weeks ago, and so the preparations for the festivities had finally come to an end. you sat quietly weaving a basket on the sandy beach. the bright sun hung highly overhead, warming up your cheeks, leaving a rosy tint on your beautiful cyan skin. the delicious ocean breeze flowed around you, brining you to a gentle state of serenity…. until-

“There she is!”. In an instant you where broken out of the calm state you were previously in. Hearing footsteps approaching behind you, you tilted your head to see who it was and there you were greeted with the eyes of none other than the son of the Olo’eykyan.

“Oh hello Aonung” you said. Unbeknownst to you, you were considered the most beautiful Na’vi in the village. Of course you noticed the attention you received from the males, a little more than the other girls. But your innocent mind didn’t register the way their hungry eyes would scan your body. Or the way the young males would snicker amongst themselves on who would “claim you first”. No, your mind never took you there. Besides, there was only one Na’vi you were interested in.

“Why are you all alone here sevin (pretty)”. If you weren’t so blinded by innocent bliss you would have noticed the way he scanned you up and down, licking his lips when his hungry eyes fell upon your chest.

“No reason! It’s such a beautiful day and my mother told me I had to weave this basket, so I decided to do it here” you chirped happily.

“Mind if I stay with you for a bit”

“No not at-“

“Actually we were just about to go” You were suddenly cut off by the Omatikaya boy who took up so much space in your mind.

“Loak!” you exclaimed, getting up from your place on the sand to wrap your arms around the forest boys neck, bringing him into a tight embrace.

Although you weren’t able to see, face deeply buried in Loak's neck, the boy you were hugging was shooting daggers with his eyes at Aonung.

“Where have you been, I was trying to look for you earlier but couldn’t find you” you frowned, finally letting him go from your tight embrace.

“Sorry baby, my dad was forcing me to help him with something… but as I was saying we have to go now” He clutched your face, planting a soft kiss on your cheek. “Sorry cuz, maybe you can sit with her next time” Smirking he hastily pulled you away from the beach. Dropping the basket you were previously working on, you looked over your shoulder and shouted…

“Bye Aonung!” in that oh so sweet voice that made everyone love you so much.

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You could barely keep up with Loaks pace. You had been walking for a good couple of minutes now, straying farther and farther away from the village. Despite his sweet demeanor earlier, you couldn’t help the way he curled his lip, very obviously upset.

“Loak….. Loak… are you upset?” you softly asked.

He didn’t respond. Instead let out a scoff as he continued pulling you farther and farther from the village. It wasn’t until you found yourself in a private alcove that he finally let you go

“Am I upset?” He angrily repeated the question from earlier. “Do you play dumb?”

“What do you mean…”. You couldn’t help your lip from quivering, anxiety running through your body due to this sudden change in your boyfriend's attitude.

“Oh, please. Tell me you didn’t notice the way Aonung was practically fucking you with his eyes” Loak said harshly.

“Loak…what are you talking about”

“He was checking you out, eyeing your tits while you just sat there. happily answering that stupid idiot”. Without realizing it, Loak was caging you in, walking closer to you until your back softly collided with the cave wall behind you. “You know what it think, I think you're playing dumb. Yeah… you like when those skxawngs (idiots) look at you. You like the way they look at these pretty tits” you suddenly felt his hand coming up to your chest. Moving you top to the side, his rough fingers coming in contact with your sensitive skin.

“You like the attention, don’t you? My dirty little slut” he continued kneading at your breasts, Eliciting a soft moan to escape from your lips.

“Loak” you said in a breathy voice.

“Can I tell you a secret tho? I secretly love it too” Suddenly he was mere centimeters away from you ear. “I love watching them watch you. You know how many guys i’ve seen get hard just by looking at you. And I love it. I love knowing I have the prettiest girl, and even though the others want you. I know that they can never have you. Not in the way I do”

Loak started kissing your neck: soft and slow at first, but quickly his attack became more aggressive. He started nipping and biting at your supple pulse point. Simultaneously, his large hand left your breast, trailing down your body making its way to the hem of your tewng (loincloths). His dirty word combined with the delicious way he was sucking at your neck had you already squirming and ready for more.

“Loak, please” You pleaded, staring up at him with doe eyes that showcased your eagerness for his touch.

“Please what baby? You want me to touch you?” He asked in a velvety voice. His fingers made their way into your loincloth. A gasp escaped your lips, as his long strong finger made contact with the place you wanted him the most. You threw your head back, loosing yourself in Loaks touch.

“You like when I touch you?”. He ran his fingers through your folds, gathering the slick that had already formed due to his words alone. All that could escape from your clouded mind was a meager

“Mhm” you let out. Mind spinning from the contact of Loaks finger with your delicate nub.

“I need to hear you say it pretty girl” Loak said smugly, “Or else…” He started pulling his hands away from you. Making your eyes spring open at the loss of touch.

“Wait Loak no…. please” You swiftly placed both of your hands, that had previously been resting on the rock behind you, on top of his much larger hand, keeping it in place. “I love when you touch me” you finally responded. In that shy innocent voice that made Loaks cock throb.

“And does anyone else get to touch you” He asked, his hand restarting its fluid motions on your core.

“No…. no one else.”

“And do you want anyone else to touch you?” Suddenly, his long finger prodded at your entrance, making you gasp in please.

“No Loak just you” you said less shyly this time. The pleasure you where feeling filling you up with bravery and want.

“That’s my girl” Loak smiled, and then gave you a small kiss on your cheek. A gesture so innocent in comparison to what he was doing to you further down south. He thrusted his finger into you, a feeling so pleasurable it had your eyes rolling back.

“Loak… please I need more”. Your bold words didn’t match your angelic voice. Only filling the boy In front of you with even more desire. He inserted another finger into you, stretching you out in way that burned, but was so addictive it left you wanting more.

He picked up his pace, pumping his fingers in and out of you faster and faster. Soon enough, your mind was left blank. There was no room for a coherent thought, as all you could think about was Loak. His fingers, his scent, his smile. Everything about him had you in a trance.

He could feel the way you were squeezing his fingers. Your warm walls sucking them in deeper and deeper. Loak wished it was his cock that was inside of you, the bulge in his loincloth started to become painful. But this was about you. And how could he stop now: his favorite girl was so close to cumming and he sure wasn’t going to deny her of that.

“Fuck…. Fuck.. Loak i’m going to….” You were cut off by your release. So powerful it had your legs shaking and your body spassaming. You had no choice but to hold onto Loaks broad shoulders for stability.

“That’s is baby. Fuck you’re so tight” He helped you through your orgasm. Slowing his pace when he started to feel you twitching around him. Finally when you were nothing but a breathy mess, eyes closed, and fucked out, that he finally pulled his finger out. You half opened your eyes, trying your best to fight your heavy eyelids. You meet each others gaze and passionately planted a kiss on his eager lips.

“Not so innocent after all” He teased.

“Oh shut up” You replied back. Trying to hide your blush you looked down. But in doing so you were meet with Loak's huge bulge, waiting to be touched.

You reached out for it but Loak grabbed your wrist, holding you back from actually touching it.

“Please let me help you” you said in that voice that was so hard to resist.

“Nah baby, we have other problems to worry about right now.”

“What do you mean” you asked. raising your eyebrow with confusion.

“I may have been a little aggressive on your neck…” He trailed off. Although you couldn’t see it, when you touched your neck you jolted in pain. You knew there were bruises, and by the way it hurt, probably a lot.

“Loak are you serious?!???” You yelled. Oh great mother how where you going to cover this up. You sure couldn’t let your parents see you like this, or the rest of the village for that matter. You swatted his arm, but how could you truly be mad at the boy that had you crying out his name mere moments ago.

“Hush baby it’s ok” He stepped closer, with that cheeky smile, that could get him out of any sort of trouble, he said,

“at least now everyone will know who you belong too”

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CRIMINAL MINDS FICS

-Spencer Reid (… coming soon)

-Aaron Hotchner (…coming soon

-Derek Morgan (…coming soon)

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AVATAR/ ATWOW/ AFAA FICS

CHARACTERS:

-Neteyam

Neteyam’s Moodboard & Headcanons

Too Close (neteyam x female omatikaya reader)

Delicate Touches (neteyam x female human reader)

-Loak

Loak’s Moodboard & Headcanons

“Hush, Baby” ( loak x female metkayina reader)

-Jake

Burning Desire (Jake x female mangkwan reader)

-Spider

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HARRY POTTER / MARAUDERS FICS

CHARACTERS:

- Harry Potter

-Ron Weasley

Bubbles & Sparks

-Draco Malfoy

-Theo Nott

-Blaise Zabini

-Fred Weasley

-Sirius Black

-Remus Lupin

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Bubbles and Sparks ⊹ ࣪ ˖

ron weasley x reader

Summary: After a long night of tossing and turning you decide to wake up your bf. When woken up, Ron has the perfect idea: a warm relaxing bath in the prefects bathroom will do just the trick for your restlesness.

warnings: smut (18+), semi-public sex, some chocking, soft dom ron

1.5K Words

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Bubbles and Sparks

Nothing was working. It seemed as though you had been stuck in this endless cycle of restlessness for hours on end. You had tried switching your pillow over to the other side, flipping onto your back, flipping onto your stomach, taking your blanket off, putting it back on. And still, nothing. In contrast your boyfriend layed next to you, seemingly oblivious to your constant tossing and turning. The idea of sleep, after so long trying, seemed basically impossible.

"Ron.." you whispered into his ear.

Nothing. Ron, surely in deep sleep, did not move a muscle. For a second you contemplated letting him rest and dealing with your suffering alone. But then again, you had been stuck with your thoughts for so long...

"Ron..." you spoke a bit louder. "Ron, wake up" giving him a slight nudge.

"Babe.." he finally said, his low and hoarse voice an indication of his previous state. "Ron, I can't sleep," you groaned. Even in the darkness, with only the moon lighting up your enclosed four poster bed, he looked beautiful. Messy hair and splatter freckles on his pale face.

"y/n what time is it?" he said. Now completely awake. "I'm not sure, but I've been trying to fall asleep for hours and nothing is working," you whined.

"Aww poor baby" he playfully mocked, but after seeing the true frustration on your face he decided against pushing your buttons further. "How about we go to the prefect's bathroom and take a bath? That'll surely get you relaxed and sleepy" he said while delicately brushing your tousled hair out of your face.

With that, you quietly drew you curtains as to not wake up your sleeping roomates and hopped out of bed. You and Ron gathered some towels and a fresh set of pajamas and quietly snuck out of the dorm. Hand in hand, you both made your way down your common room. From there, the walk to the bathroom didn't seem long as your thoughts of a warm relaxing bath kept your mind occupied.

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"See, I told you this would do just the trick" Ron said as you both sunk into the bubbly bath. The large tub in the prefect's bathroom was often a hotspot for relaxation, but at this hour it was completely empty. The perfect place for you and Ron to decompress.

"Ahhhh" you couldn't help the loud sigh that escaped your lips. The tension from the lack of sleep withering away as the lavender scented bubbles filled the air around you. "Baby this is exactly what I needed" you said while finally opening your eyes. The low warm lights in the bathroom perfectly accentuated your beautiful face - and Ron could help but feel a low tug in his stomach.

"You look so beautiful y/n". Suddenly Ron started itching closer to where you sat in the bath, quickly closing the space between both of your naked bodies. Similarly, you felt a rush to your core. The sight of your boyfriend's wet body not aiding in putting out the growing fire deep in your belly.

"Ron..." You said with a smirk. "Baby..." he replied in a similar tone.

"Ron, we can't. What if we get caught." Despite your words, your tone revealed that you were feeling the same way he was.

"Well I guess we'll just have to put on a show". His smug demeanor was enough for you to forget about the risk. Ron's hand came up to your lips. "These perfect lips. Do you know what they do to me?".

Feeling the pressure of this thumb, your mouth quickly and without hesitation parted - allowing him to pop his thumb in. Your body, so eager to feel your boyfriend's touch, reacted faster than your mind could catch up. Taking his finger out, he then snaked his hand down to your neck. The water dripping from his hand sending shivers throug your body. Your mind fogged; Rons warm touch down your neck and collarbones was enough to make you forget about anything that wasn't him.

As his hand came up to your breast, grabbing and massaging it, a whimper unintentionally escaped your lips. His rough calloused hands, a product of hours of quidditch practice, created the perfect friction for your growing eager body. As his thumb circled your nipple you closed the little space between both of your bodies and planted a rough kiss on his soft lips. The kiss was hot, messy, and seductive - both of you now fully giving into your desires for each other's touch. Your hand, which had previously beenpulling at his ginger locks, came down and under the water. Aching for him, your soft delicate hand started gently tugging at his hard and long cock. Circling your finger on his tip made Ron twitch and groan.

"Fuckkkk... you are so bloody perfect." That small act was enough for Ron to let go. His hand, now with more roughness, continued its work on your breast, while his other came around your body down to your ass. Large and rough hands started squeezing and kneading at your body.

"Ronnie, I need you now". Your voice was breathy, the arousal evident in the way you spoke. And with that Ron turned you around. With your body now bent over the bathtub, you swiftly placed your hands on the tiled ledge of the large tub. Your head was spinning from the lust - just then you felt Ron's strong arm hug you from behind, keeping your body steady. His hard cock pressed into your back, the friction causing you both to groan.

With the other hand he came down to your soaking wet cunt. As his fingers ran through your folds, your already weak legs further turned to jelly. "Ron please stop teasing" you said in a whiny voice.

At that, Ron chuckled but quickly complied, his hand leaving your core and coming back around to his cock - as he worked on aligning your bodies, the cold air of the room made your nipples perk up, only further adding to your state of pleasure. You felt pressure near your entrance, but your wetness made it easy for Ron to fully push his throbbing length all the way in. As he bottomed out into you, he lowered his head near your shoulder and his teeth teasingly scraped against your skin.

"Y/n..."

"Yeah.." You replied back as you felt Ron slowly start pumping into you.

"I love you so fucking much" he replied. As he felt you fully accommodated to his length, he started thrusting into you deeper and more relentlessly. This caused loud moans from you both. You both couldn't care about being caught as the pleasure was too strong to care about anything else.

"Yeah just like that baby" You moaned, tossing your head back into his chest. With your now exposed neck at his disposal, he gently took a hold of it. Carefully squeezing, as to not hurt you but only add to your pleasure. The sound of bodies colliding and water splashing echoed throughout the bathroom. Ron was relentless, his pace quickened as he felt you squeeze around him. It could have been minutes or hours, you didn't know. Your mind did not allow you to think beside anything other than Ron's cock and how it deliciously pushed into you.

"Merlin I'm close". Ron spoke behind you. You felt his cock twitch inside of you. As he roughly pushed into you, you could feel his hard length hitting that spot inside of you that had you rolling your eyes back. Your hand came down your body; circling your clit you reached an entirely new level of bliss.

"Oh Ron, I'm going to cum". All of the sensations around you suddenly felt too much to handle. The tight coil in your stomach was getting ready to snap - and with a few more hard thrusts from Ron you felt your orgasm rip through your entire body. Load unapologetic moans left your body.

As he fucked you through it all, the way that your cunt squeezed him was enough to push Ron off the edge and soon after he powerfully came, his release spilling into you. Tired, you both stayed like that for a moment. When you felt Ron pull out of you, his large hands turned you around to face him. He planted a tender kiss to your forehead, completely different from the way he had been thrusting into you earlier.

"I love you" you said, returning the gesture by pushing yourself onto your tiptoes and kissing his soft cheek.

"I fear you're going to have to carry me up to my room" You chuckled. Your body feeling tired and ready for rest. Ron wrapped both of his arms around you, placing you in a warm embrace.

"My love, I would do absolutely anything for you." And so, you both cleaned yourselves off and made your way back to your room. As soon as your head hit your pillow, and with the help of your boyfriend's warm embrace, you fell asleep. Dreaming of nothing but how fortunate you were to have a boyfriend like Ron. Who was willing to wake up at any hour of the night for you.

Ron, who waited until you fell asleep first, similarly thought about how perfect his girlfriend was. Perfect body, perfect soul, and perfect for him. 

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SEBASTIAN STAN as JOSH BRUMMEL Ricki and the Flash (2015)

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i would let this man choke me

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sex lessons | draco malfoy x reader x blaise zabini smut

draco malfoy x female reader x blaise zabini

summary: draco teaches blaise how to make a girl cum and you are his trusty assistant. 

warnings: smut, threesome (f/m/m), oral sex (male and female receiving), sub!reader, THIS IS REALLY DEGRADING, unprotected sex, praise, slapping, pain kink if you squint, no blaise x draco (no m/m), reader is main focus

word count: 5.8k 

a/n: this took HOURS. all i want is to be in a poly relationship w/ draco and blaise pls :)

Draco’s prefect dorm was the best place to be on a Friday night– if there wasn’t already a party going on down in the Slytherin common room, of course. It was warm and cosy and smelt of his rich cologne, proving itself a comfortable place to be to just go and get plastered. However, like always, the only people invited inside were his best friends– you, Blaise, Theo, and Pansy. 

This Friday however, Theo and Pansy had gone home for the Christmas holidays, leaving just you, Blaise, and Draco to enjoy his oversized bedroom. It was a little more quiet than usual without the two of them there, but it was still just as enjoyable– a bottle of Firewhisky being passed around your small group as music played in the background.

You sighed, your stomach feeling warm from the alcohol as you stretched your limbs across Draco’s bed. Your fingers brushed the emerald silk of his duvet covers, the back of your head burying deeper against his pillows. You swore you could fall asleep there and then.

Blaise was lying on the floor beside you, staring up at the ceiling whilst Draco sat in the armchair, his arms resting either side as he balanced the bottle of Firewhisky between his slender fingertips. There was probably only about a third left, the three of you definitely feeling the effects of the alcoholic drink.

Everything was quiet. Blaise and Draco were naturally quite quiet guys, so things weren’t awkward. You just enjoyed being in their presence, tipsy and warm and comfortable. Your eyelashes fluttered, your eyes beginning to slowly close.

“Hey, sleepyhead…” Draco huffed, sending you a faux glare when you shifted your head to glance over at him. “Don’t fall asleep on my bed. You’re a pain in the arse to wake up again.”

“Then don’t wake me up,” you grumbled playfully, ignoring him as you closed your eyes properly this time. 

You were sure he was probably rolling his eyes from across the room. Blaise chuckled in amusement from the floor and you heard the soft padding of feet. Squinting your eyes open, you were hardly surprised when Draco ended up at the end of the bed. His hand reached out and he pinched your thigh, causing you to squeak and pull your legs closer to yourself.

“Don’t be such a brat,” Draco scolded. 

Blaise groaned loudly. “You two are so fucking annoying.”

“Says you…” You muttered childishly, sighing as you sat up, propping your back against his headboard, hugging your legs closer to your chest. “We should do something fun.”

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you know when your feel really happy but also really sad at the same time, yeah that’s me right now