SUMMARY neteyam’s duties kept him away longer than either of you liked. now that he finally has you to himself, he’s making it up for you. and he made sure you know just how much he missed you.
WARNING mdni, fluffy, slight longing, little plot, oral sex (f!receiving), eating out, hair pulling, tears, dirty talk, praise kink, teasing, lower case intended, possible typos and grammar/spelling mistakes.
WORDS 2k
A/N just a little thing of neteyam being a certified munch. comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3
lately, neteyam had very little time for you. when you did see him, it was usually in passing – never for long. a shared glance, quickly eaten meal at communal dinner, quick conversation or a swift kiss here and there. you were lucky if you got him home at night, even if for a few hours.
as a future olo’eyktan and proven warrior, his responsibilities came first. you knew that. with the clan being at war with the sky people, every able warrior and hunter was needed. and neteyam more than most. days were filled with training, scouting, patrols and meetings discussing strategies. there was always something that required his presence, and that were more important than you. there was no argument about it, no resentment. it was simply how things were, how they needed to be.
at the same time, mangkwan raiders had been pushing further into your lands. they were becoming bolder, and your people grew restless. and not even mentioning looking out for his hot-headed brother, lo’ak. you adored him, but he had a habit of leaving his brain at kelku.
because of all that, neteyam was rarely home. when he was, it was often late and just to catch a brief nap. you didn’t blame him for this. clan, the people came first and that was the end of it. you could not complain, you didn’t want to. yet still, you’ve found yourself missing him.
so when he came back that evening earlier than usual, you were surprised, to say the least.
you had been sitting near the fire, focused on skinning the day’s catch for later consumption. sounds of the forest were settling into the quieter rhythm of night, when you noticed him entering your shared kelku. at first, you thought you were mistaken. neteyam was usually gone until much later.
“neteyam?” you asked, looking up at him. “what do you need?”
you stood, brushing your hands against your thighs to wipe away the residue from the meat. neteyam looked exhausted. but this time, he seemed somewhat less rushed. he didn’t went straight to sleeping mat as usual.
“i was released early,” he said simply. “the patrol was shortened.”
that alone explained his presence, but it didn’t explain why he stayed where he was instead of moving on. neteyam didn’t seem in a hurry to leave. wasn’t as tense, as when he expected to be called back out any time by his father.
“i thought i’d find you here,” neteyam added after a moment.
“it’s our home,” you giggled, stepping aside to make room for him near the fire. “of course i’d be here.”
he took the space you offered, adjusting the loose strand of hair behind your ear. neteyam watched you finish what you were doing, quiet, patient. it felt strange for him, having time stretch without being interrupted.
“you’re back early,” you said again, mostly to yourself.
“for tonight,” neteyam replied, shrugging his shoulders.
rolling your eyes, you set the meat outside. it could wait. you moved back toward him and settled closer, resting your head against his shoulder. “i miss you,” you admitted quietly.
neteyam’s arms came around you without hesitation, pulling you in. he didn’t say anything at first, just held you there. you felt the warmth of him, solid and familiar, and let yourself relax into it.
“i know,” he sighed after a moment, voice low. “i miss you too.”
neteyam pressed a soft kiss to your temple, as he usually have done it. you tilted your head and looked up at him, catching the tired softness in his eyes.
“come on,” you said, slowly standing. “you’re tired. let’s get at least one good night of sleep.”
“without you, i’m not going anywhere,” he replied, tugging you back down next to him. you huffed softly and smiled. a mighty warrior throwing a small tantrum – how cute.
“i still need to finish the meat,” you said, smiling down at him. “but fine. i’ll cuddle with you for a bit.” you paused, then added, almost teasing, “just for a bit.”
neteyam looked at you with that familiar twinkle in his eyes, the one that always meant he wasn’t planning to make things easy. “i’m not sleeping without a proper meal,” he protested.
before you could respond, his arms wrapped around you. neteyam picked you up, and moved you both down onto the sleeping mat. you found yourself beneath him. and you barely had time to laugh before he kissed you, firm and insistent, like he was trying to fit everything he hadn’t said into that single moment. you let yourself melt into it, hands finding his shoulders, the rest of the world narrowing to just the two of you.
when neteyam finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours. his breathing was heavier now, yours matching it. “now, let me eat.” he looked at you foolhardily, his eyes spoke volumes of his true intent. this time, you didn’t argue.
you didn’t know how long it had been going on. time had stopped making sense somewhere between anticipation and frustration, stretching thin until all you could feel was neteyam and the way he was taking his time. and he definitely was in no rush.
now, neteyam was in his absolutely favourite place in the world. and it was in between your legs. he pressed unhurried, slow kisses along your inner thigh like he had nowhere else to be. occasionally, he nipped your skin, instantly soothing it with a lick of his tongue. like he wasn’t fully aware of what it was doing to you. neteyam ate you out like a sacred meal that needs to be cherished, consumed with time and utmost care. he had denied you release so many times you’d lost count. was it the tenth? more? you genuinely couldn’t tell anymore. but neteyam was definitely enjoying himself, savouring every second in between your thighs.
you asked, begged him so many times. but neteyam didn’t relent, though, keeping you on the edge, testing your control, making you shiver with anticipation. with each time, it made it harder not to think about him, but neteyam seemed to enjoy watching you squirm because of his tongue.
“neteyam, please…” you whispered, voice trembling despite yourself. your fingers slipped into his braided hair, tugging just enough to make your point clear.
neteyam let out a quiet chuckle, entirely too amused, before finally lifting his head. his knowing gaze met yours, like he’d planned this outcome from the start. “someone’s very impatient,” he teased, playful glint still bright in his eyes.
you swallowed, breath uneven, caught between wanting to protest and knowing it would only encourage him. his hands stayed firm where they were, on your hips, grounding you there, not allowing you to move. well, if that was not after the fact you almost crushed his head, trying to keep his head in place.
“it’s hard not to delight myself, when you taste this good, paskalin.” neteyam added, licking the remains of your taste off his lips. the view sent a shiver down your spine.
“please, baby,” you begged.
neteyam pulled back just slightly, taking a long moment to admire you, slick and dripping for him. he loved the view more, than he could say. his eyes darkened, lips curving in a grin as he took in every inch of you.
then neteyam finally returned, tongue dragging a long stripe through your folds, flicking and circling your sensitive clit, before finally sucking at it. high, desperate squeal tore from your throat. your hips jerked instinctively, desperate for more. neteyam chuckled low against you, palm pressing against your stomach in attempt to calm you down.
his hands slid to your thighs, holding them apart to give himself better access. in seconds, neteyam head was back. he gave a kitten lick at your entrance, before finally pushing full length of his tongue inside. the combination of his tongue fucking your walls, and tip of his nose pressing against your clit had you trembling against him, completely at his mercy.
“eywa, you feel so good,” you cried out, tears welling in your eyes from how good neteyam was making you feel.
he hummed against your cunt, mouth still working greedily. slurping at your juices with slow, his tongue fucking your entrance. every flick of his tongue, and press of his nose had your body trembling, overwhelmed by how good it felt. moans started spilling uncontrollably from your mouth, your hands tangling in his hair as your nails dug lightly into his scalp, pulling him closer. and neteyam whined at the feeling, actually whined.
neteyam noticed every twitch, every shiver, every gasp, and he adjusted his rhythm and pressure, teasing just enough to keep you on the edge, stretching your need further. his tongue flicked harder, pressing against the most sensitive spots, sucking, nipping, circling, driving you wild. and oh, this man knew exactly where all your sweet spots were.
tears finally spilled down your cheeks from the intensity, and overstimulation that had your body screaming for release. and you felt so lucky to find yourself a literal eater, because neteyam was hella of a munch. always precise, relentless, voracious but focused and patient. although, sometimes too patient for your liking. like today.
you could feel yourself tightening around him, close, so close you thought you might shatter from all the pleasure. “please, ‘teyam… keep going…” you whimpered, tugging him harder against yourself, urging him to push you further.
finally, neteyam gave you the control. he let you grind against his mouth, guiding him with your hips, letting him feel exactly how desperate you were. you moaned louder, showing exactly where you wanted him, letting him feel how desperate you were.
you whispered praise to him, voice breathless, teasing and encouraging him at the same time. “look at you, you’re so fucking good to me, neteyam.”
neteyam hummed low, clearly enjoying every word, every praise. his hands moved to help you ride his mouth and keep your rhythm, steadying you, matching your pace.
“don’t stop…” you moaned, hooking your leg behind his head and pulling him closer. if that was even possible, because now, he was barely breathing against your cunt. “i’m so close,” you added.
“then fucking come for me,” neteyam growled, pushing his face back into your pussy.
“yes, please!” you cried, grinding your hips down against him. your walls clenched around his tongue, and you let out a shuddering cry. you finally came, squirting across his face, completely spent. neteyam held you steady, his hands firm on your hips, letting you ride out the last waves of pleasure while basking in your words, letting your admiration fuel him as much as your body had. at the same time, he was drinking up every ounce of your release as if it was the literal ambrosia.
and even as your legs shook and your body collapsed completely against the mat, praises kept spilling from your lips. “that was, wow… you’re unbelievable!” you chuckled, all woozy.
neteyam finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva still connecting his lips to your slick. the lower half of his face was wet, glistening with your juices. and he licked it clean slowly, grinning sleepily up at you.
you bit your lip, smirking, and pulled him to your chest. neteyam lay down on your chest. you kissed him gently, gasping at the taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. and wrapped hand around him as he snuggled against you.
after breaking the kiss, neteyam’s face went straight to your sternum, closing his eyes with a sigh. you ran your fingers down his back, lingering over the muscles, then found the base of his kuru, stroking lightly, letting him relax into your touch. “thank you,” you whispered.
“no need, tìyawn,” neteyam murmured into your boobs, clearly sleepy and content. “if not that I’m dead tired, we’d already be on round two.”
you giggled, hand brushing over his shoulders and down his arms, enjoying warm closeness of him lying against you. his chest rose and fell with a slow, deep rhythm, and you couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss his temple. neteyam murmured something inaudible against your chest, letting out a lazy, satisfied sigh as you stroked his hair, feeling the weight of him finally relaxed and completely yours. soon after, both of you dozed off.
James Cameron and Sam Worthington really and truly outdid themselves by creating one of the most beautifully complex, strong, captivating and attractive leading male characters to be seen in the last 20 years.
Jake Sully you are and always will be my favorite.
No lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backward, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in the rain, in a train, on a plane, in a car, on a motorcycle, the back of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffing, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earth quaking, sheet gripping, knuckle cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jittering, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, detectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell dissolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and id still ride.
