[l0velysmut]

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i should’ve done this a while ago but yk 😭

my page is mostly smut unless fluff or anything else is requested.

all characters i write for are of age or aged up, and i mainly write established relationships unless requested to be otherwise.

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your 12th emoji is how you'll die

[splorgoborgobo]

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Im scared

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I’ll die laughing. Nice.

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🍝

Idk….

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crying

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ummmm???

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If u must know, this is where I post from

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just thinking about how tuk will remember neteyam longer then she knew him 🙁

[unusedacc17]

Thinking about how much Neteyam loves your body 😫

warnings - minors dni!! aged up!neteyam, smut under the cut, praise, cussing, begging, mentions of creampie/cumshot.

vocabulary - lor: beautiful, tìyawn: love, srane: yes. 𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

tagging - @neteyamsoare（ 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍! ）

There’s no denying that Neteyam loves passionate and slow sex. I mean, of course every now and then he enjoys a rough quickie but then he just feels like he’s really missing out on admiring your gorgeous body.

He’d just much prefer to watch as your cunt slowly takes all of him in, juices coating and glistening on his cock as he leisurely slides in and out of you.

And the feeling of his cold hands trailing and groping all over your warm body sends you spiralling. He definitely makes sure to touch and caress every single inch of your skin.

Sometimes the pace is agonising for him, his cock twitching and throbbing as it begs to pound into you. But watching your lips part in pretty moans and pleads is definitely worth it.

“Please- please Teyam! I need more!” The corner of his lip pulls upwards into a smirk, his hands squeezing your plush hips just right. “I know. I know lor- fuck.” His teeth grit together as your soaked pussy squeezes him, his eyes still never once leaving your face. “S’ fuckin’ pretty. Aren’t you, tìyawn ?” And when nothing but a lewd whine leaves your lips he squeezes your hips harder, fingernails now digging into your skin but still not hard enough to cause you any real pain, “I asked you a question.” Only then with a loud moan do you reply, “Mmmhm! Srane.. I’m your pretty girl Nete!”

You’d recognised early on in your guys’ relationship that he’s a talker, he never says anything inherently dirty, no. Neteyam is the type of guy to speak with sweet whispers, always groaning out gentle praises, coaxing pleasure from you until you’re a puddle of mess beneath him.

Overall he just loves admiring your beauty, taking all of you in and ravishing you wish his lust filled eyes. He especially loves how you look after coming, all fucked out, skin sticky with sweat and eyes closed in tired bliss. You’re just so fucking perfect.

Of course he thinks is you look even better when you’re sticky and coated with his own come. Whether it’s on your face, tongue, lips, stomach, back, ass, your pretty puffy pussy or even inside of you.. he absolutely loves it. Knowing that other males will be able to smell him on you fills him with a sense of pride and possession.

He definitely knows your body better than yourself. He knows every stripe and scar, every perfection and ‘flaw’, he knows which places to touch to make you feel good and which places you’re most self conscious about. (Of course he’s making sure to show extra love and affection to those spots.)

Neteyam just loves his perfect pretty girl more than anything. And he’d do anything and everything to make sure she feels loved.

| 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ! |

[l0velysmut]

girlie I remember you saying you're an avatar shifter and I wanted to say

1. ME TOO

2. your subby neteyam fics are MWAH,chef's kiss. I go feral over them

Thank you,have a nice day 🫶

AHHHH TYSM 🩷🩷🩷 HAVE A GREAT DAY

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“The Perfect Illusion”

Dark!Neteyam x Omatikaya!F!Reader

A/n: wanted to do something for Easter :// still on hiatus tho. Credits for beautiful dividers to @cafekitsune . Adult Neteyam pics belong to talented @Cinetrix

Word count: 2,5k

Summary: not everything is as it seems, sometimes all that one needs to deceive is a perfect illusion.

Warnings: 18+!, con to noncon, oral (both receiving), nipple play, unprotected, p in v, forced tsaheylu, forced knotting/breeding, obsessed Neteyam, manipulations, toxic relationship, overstimulation, dacryphilia

It was hard to watch you sneak away with Lo’ak for obvious reasons, just for you to come back smelling like him. Neteyam hated it, he even began to hate his brother a little bit for taking you away from him. You weren't Neteyam's, that was true, but Neteyam felt like you belonged to him anyway, and Lo’ak was stealing you… so Neteyam did what he could, knowing that you had a soft spot for Lo’ak. He couldn't allow you to fall in love with his brother. Lo’ak didn't deserve you, no one deserved you but Neteyam. So when you were in that strange relationship with Lo’ak, Neteyam would take you on strolls so you could see Lo’ak with others. Or when he knew you were going to visit Lo’ak he was hiding a female loincloth so you could find it. Anything to get you away from his brother… soothing you when you came to Neteyam crying because Lo’ak can't take you seriously and respect you. Neteyam would act like a concerned friend giving you advice that wasn't really useful. 

And so Neteyam did lead the little deal of yours and Lo’ak’s to come to an end. You couldn't handle Lo’ak fucking others where you two had some kind of an agreement. You wanted to forget about him… so you headed for someone who was there when you needed him the most: Neteyam.

He had to break you or rather make it look like Lo’ak broke you so he could put you back together, and he succeeded. You were depressed at first, thinking of Lo’ak, and missing your little meetings… but soon enough Neteyam proved himself to be a perfect man, or so you thought. 

It was heaven, having you on your knees before him as you sucked his cock eagerly. Your eyes locked on his, you aimed to please and you weren't failing. Neteyam tilted his head back, groaning, his fingers tangled in your hair, occasionally yanking you further down on his cock. He loved the sounds of you slurping and gagging, getting his cock all wet with your spit. Neteyam loved it sloppy. 

“Such a good girl for me, aren't you? Sucking my cock like a hungry slut,” Neteyam teased, his hips bucking forward, his balls almost slapping against your chin. The way you looked up with tears in your eyes… it was making him want to ruin you. You looked pretty with your lips wrapped around his cock. “That’s my tìyawn, keep sucking, yawntu,” Neteyam moans, feeling himself getting close to the edge. With you, it was always like that. You had so much power over him… you could make him cum untouched if you wanted. “You are going to swallow my cum, aren't you, sevin? The most precious girl in the whole universe,” Neteyam hums, putting his hands on the back of your head as he begins to thrust in and out of your mouth, taking complete control of your movements. His length hitting the back of your throat, but Neteyam was gentle. He couldn't scare you away, he couldn't reveal his dark side, not until you were so deep in love with him that you would be able to ignore it. You hollow your cheeks, causing Neteyam to moan loudly. “Mm, that's good. Swallow all of it, all…” Neteyam groaned, spilling himself inside your mouth. You swallowed right away, the salty taste lingering on your tongue. Neteyam pulled out of your mouth slowly, brushing your hair off of your face. “I guess I need to return the favor,” Neteyam hummed before laying you down on your back. You looked up at him, clearly excited for the pleasure he was about to give you. Neteyam settled himself between your legs, kissing all over your lower abdomen. He was gentle and loving, truly a perfect man…

“Neteyam,” you whined as he continued to kiss everywhere but where you needed him the most. He raised his eyebrow, clearly amused.

“Impatient, are we?” Neteyam hummed, kissing and licking your inner thighs. You needed his mouth higher. “Use your words, tìyawn.

“I need you here,” you whimpered softly, your cheeks flushed. 

“Ask properly. What do you want, sevin?” Neteyam loved to tease you, and you were so easy to taunt too… 

“I want you to eat me out, Nete,” you force yourself to say. Neteyam nodded in approval.

“What a good girl…” Neteyam leaned down before he began to suck on your clit gently. You moaned softly, placing your hand on his head. “I love this sweet pussy. It's all mine… only mine,” he planted a kiss on your clit before he moved his tongue down to your slit, tasting your wetness eagerly. Neteyam was eating you out like there was no tomorrow like he was a man starved. Neteyam was moaning and humming against your cunt, enjoying your taste. It was addictive, he was an addict and you were his drug. You bucked his hips into his mouth, craving more of his skilled mouth. Neteyam put his hand on your lower stomach to stop the movement. “Let me enjoy you, yawntu,” Neteyam hums before focusing on his task again. His tongue buried deep inside of you, so warm and big… The pressure in your stomach builds as he tongue fucks you. Your spine curved against the mattress, and you pulled his braids as waves of pleasure washed over you, causing you to spill yourself on his face. Neteyam cleaned you up eagerly with his tongue, grateful for getting to taste such a sweet goddess again. “Do you still have some energy left in you, tìyawn?” Neteyam taunts. You nod eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel him fucking you deep. 

“Yes! Yes, please. I need it, I need you,” you say sweetly, making Neteyam chuckle in amusement. He got on top of you slowly, rubbing the head of his cock against your wet folds. 

“Such a wet pussy for me… I love this pussy, it's perfect. Always so needy and ready for me… Beg me, tanhì. Beg me to make love to you,” Neteyam ordered. You looked into his beautiful eyes, chuckling. 

“You want me to beg? Don't you want to spoil me?” You taunt back, causing him to shake his head.

“Not today, yawntu. Today you beg me,” Neteyam grinned, showing off his perfect teeth. That smile of his… Neteyam was charming and so precious.

“Please, Nete. I need your cock inside of me, filling me up… I want you to stuff me full with your cock.” And what was Neteyam supposed to do with you begging so nicely? Besides granting your wish… He entered you slowly, Neteyam was a gentleman who cared about your well-being. You gasped in unison as he bottomed out, stretching your tight walls with his thick shaft. Neteyam sets a steady pace, letting you adjust to his size. The feeling was familiar. You have done this before but his size never ceases to amaze you. Always hitting the best spots inside, stretching you out deliciously… “Would you look at that? Such a tight pussy, gripping me so well… it doesn't want to let me go, does it? I can barely pull out to thrust inside again,” Neteyam laughed, moving his hands to your nipples, pinching and massaging them gently with his fingers. They hardened right away upon his soft touch. Neteyam loved how responsive your body was to him, it was just proving him right… he was right about you being as obsessed with him as he was with you, or so he wanted to think. He leaned down and captured one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it carefully. You moaned loudly, eyes rolling back. The thrusts were slow but deep, sex with Neteyam was always passionate. There was no rush, just pleasure and intimacy. “That’s it. Just like that… I love being inside this pussy,” Neteyam was moaning against your nipple, sending pleasant vibrations through your body. He was speeding up gradually, pounding deep into you, hitting that one spot that was making your body tremble. The pleasure building inside of you. Neteyam sucked on the other nipple, driving you crazy.

“Lo’ak,” you moaned loudly, nails dug into his back probably leaving a mark. You realized what you did when Neteyam’s moves came to a full stop.

“Say that again,” his eyes narrowed. Everything inside of him was boiling. He was ready to lash out, to strangle you right here right now… no, he wanted to strangle his brother. 

“Neteyam, I’m so-” but he didn't let you talk, covering your mouth with his hand. 

“You said enough, whore,” he began to move again. But the thrusts were no more gentle and passionate. Your lips parted as the roughness overwhelmed you. It felt good, fucking you like he wanted to from the very beginning. Neteyam was fucking you like he hated you, and it was the truth somewhat… Neteyam hated that he loved you, he hated how you affected him. And now after all that he did for you, you moan his brother’s name? Neteyam needed to claim you once and for all. Make you his forever and he didn't care if you were up for it. He pulled your kuru with one hand and his own with another, making your eyes widen as you realized what he wanted to do. You couldn't let him.

“Neteyam, I'm not ready. It's too soon, please. Let us enjoy ourselves-” you were cut off by him connecting your kurus. Your eyes widened as you felt everything, every single emotion he was feeling right now. All the love, obsession, anger, jealousy, lust… and he could feel your emotions. Neteyam knew you loved him, he could feel it… but he could also feel fear. You were afraid and being scared around a predator was the worst thing you could have done. You were not two separate beings, you were one, connected by a sacred bond that could not be broken. Just as Neteyam wished, you were bonded to him. Your soul, your mind, your heart, your body… were his. And he was yours. The line between his ending and your beginning wasn't there, you were like one person. 

“See, tìyawn? Our bond will never be broken, I will make sure of it by knotting you, breeding, filling up with my offspring, marking your womb. No more Lo’ak. That way you will be mine for eternity,” Neteyam growls, pushing deeper inside of you. Neteyam could feel your fear, it aroused him even more. It could seem like a punishment for you too… moaning his brother’s name… he should have brought Lo’ak here and made him watch. You tried to resist, you didn't want it to be like that… you hadn't thought of children with him yet but you were sure as hell you didn't want to conceive them like that. It was hard, you couldn't focus on your feelings as his own overwhelmed you, and all the love and obsession were messing with your mind. Neteyam was love bombing you on purpose, sending the strongest emotions to fuck with your mind. The tears streaming down your cheeks… You were vulnerable and he loved it, completely at his mercy… finally, just like he wanted in his fantasies. And normally, Neteyam would have hated to see you cry but now… now it only aroused him more. He kissed the tears away, licking your soft skin. The tears were salty… “You are so fucking cute when you cry, you know that?” Let it all out, good girl. Let it all out,” he hums, licking and kissing the tears away. Neteyam didn't stop pounding into you, making sure for every thrust to be deep, punishing even. His tip swelled, getting ready to knot you. It was what Neteyam craved and needed and no matter how loudly you were begging, he was going to do it. 

“Neteyam, please,” but your plea fell on deaf ears. Neteyam didn't hear you, he heard one word, one name: Lo’ak. And he couldn't allow you to think of Lo’ak ever again. He didn't want you to scream too much, he didn't want to see his beautiful mate in pain… so he was sending love through the bond. You needed to feel loved by him, you needed to calm down. 

“It's all going to be fine. I know it's not your fault, it's his. He's like a pest, my whole damn life I needed to defend him,” Neteyam was getting aggressive again. His relationship with his brother worsened since he met you. 

“He's not bad,” you mutter as the tears continue to stream down.  It was too much for you, your body and your brain couldn't process it.

“Just for him to try and ruin you. He's ruined but not you. You’re mine, I helped you to be one again. I helped you to pick up the broken pieces of yourself. You should be grateful I'm giving you the privilege of carrying my offspring. I'm the best option, sevin. You will forgive me for how it happened… I’m going to cum. I'm going to fucking knot this perfect pussy and claim your womb, fill it up with my seed. Maybe we will be lucky and get more than one?” Neteyaam caressed your hair, giving you a few more brutal thrusts, intending to go deep. He was ready for the last step. “Mine, mine, mine. My woman, my pussy, my mate. You are fucking mine, slut,” he was ready to knock you and shoot his hot load inside your pussy. His cock ached to knot you already. Neteyam would be fulfilled, claiming you completely. You didn't want to cum, you didn't… but your bodies were one so when he began to release… you couldn't stop it. Your body shook as the knot locked you together. Neteyam’s hot seed mixed with your juices. Neteyam came really deep inside, you could feel the warmth there. Your body knew him… but did your mind know him? He was like a different person now. “You’re mine and I want you to remember that,” Neteyam hissed, releasing your neck from his grip. He kept rocking against you, desperately wanting to fuck you again but he couldn't, because of the knot. All that mattered was cumming again and again inside of you, to ensure that you will be carrying his child. He was going to empty his balls inside even if it meant overstimulating himself… now not only himself but you too. You were connected for eternity. You were exhausted, unsure of what you really felt as your bodies were one. Neteyam owned you and he would do anything to keep you his, even if it meant going against his brother or even… you. The man before wasn't Neteyam, it was all a perfect illusion.

Taglist for this fic: @tallulah477 @xylianasblog @neteyamtesuli @rivatar @itchaboi-itchyboy @skxawngdragon

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holy shit

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Me

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so real

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Can you please write Neteyam with readers as Enemies to Lovers? with smut and he says he's loved readers for a long time.Please I really love your writing.

neteyam x fem!omaticaya!reader

contains: enemies to lovers (but ur not really enemies), stalker neteyam, kinda manipulative neteyam if u squint???, love confession, virginity loss, tsaheylu, p in v, creampie, poorly written !!!

wc: 2.8k unedited

na’vi words: skxawng = moron/idiot.

a/n: sorry if this isn’t what you expected!

Ever since the first time Neteyam laid eyes on you, he had been head over heels in love with you. But he didn’t like that he felt that way about you, so what better way to cover it up then by hating you more than anyone else in the clan?

You were so confused when you were the only person he would target and make fun of. To the public eye, he was nice, athletic, a charmer, and overall the golden boy of the clan. And not only was he the future Olo’eyktan, but he was also the son of Toruk Makto, which in your opinion, made it even worse and even more embarrassing whenever he would bully you. So, you’ve stood up for yourself the best you could.

But the truth was, he never enjoyed bullying you. He never enjoyed calling you degrading names like stupid or meaningless. In fact, he called himself stupid on the regular for starting a hateful pattern towards you and having no choice but to stick with it.

Every day he saw you, he wanted nothing more then to tell you how he truly felt, but he couldn’t just stop being mean to you out of the blue. You’d think something was up and that he was pranking you, so he just kept doing what he’d been doing since you were children.

He watched you from afar, doing your daily chores and sticking to the routine you had forged to keep yourself busy. Neteyam kept note and even followed you from a distance just to see where you were going, and he even kept track of who you talked to.

He had memorized your schedule, so if anyone just so happened to ask him where you were, all he had to do was figure out the time and then he’d know.

But today, you were doing something different. You were going somewhere he was unfamiliar of.

So, with a quick glance around to make sure no one was paying attention to him. He discarded what he was doing, and followed you discreetly, being far away enough for you to not realize he was there. He ran up a tree and jumped from vine to vine and tree to tree, following you from above and watching like an ikran hunting its meal.

And soon enough, you came to a stop, but Neteyam’s brows furrowed when he saw the stature of another man. He hears you laugh, and you take hold of another man’s hands. He watched through the green vines, glaring at the man he knew very well from training.

His name was Eaopu, and from what Neteyam could see from training, he had nothing to offer you. He was lazy, and couldn’t tell his left from right. Neteyam was in disbelief that you went out of your way to see this man, deep in the middle of the forest. Neteyam could feel his chest tighten as his mind raced with numerous thoughts of just marching over there and bashing Eaopu’s head in then making you his, but obviously he couldn’t let his emotions get the best of him because, afterall, you two were enemies and he couldn’t let you find out that he was basically stalking you and had been for years.

Neteyam watched as Eaopu pushed your dark, unbraided hair behind your ear, leaning in to whisper what he could only imagine was something dirty by the lustful look on his disgusting face.

“Eaopu,” Neteyam hears you say in an almost angry tone. “You know I don’t do that stuff. I’m waiting until marriage.”

“Oh, c’mon. We both know you won’t be mated any time soon,” Eaopu replied, grasping your forearm. “Why not just get it out of the way?”

Neteyams nostrils flare and his eyes darken as he listens to the conversation.

“Because! I want it to be special.” You tell him, pushing his chest to back him away from you, but he doesn’t budge. And Neteyam then knows what Eaopu’s intentions were with you. Leading you out into the deep forest to try to convince you to have sex with him, knowing how adamant you were on not having sex until marriage. Neteyam knew Eaopu was strong, so there’d be no way for you to get away if Eaopu tried what Neteyam feared.

“So then why’d you even meet me here? Huh?! Was this your plan this whole time? Get me all excited and leave me with blue balls?” Eaopu yelled, his voice echoing throughout the empty part of the forest you two were in.

You stare at Eaopu in disbelief as he backs you up against a tree. Neteyam then knew he had to step in.

The future Olo’eyktan jumped down from the tree and marched over to the scene, pushing back Eaopu’s shoulder, causing him to flinch.

“N-Neteyam!” Eaopu’s eyes widened, and he was taken aback by Neteyam’s sudden appearance. “This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Oh, really?” Neteyam knew he didn’t have to say much in order for Eaopu to surrender in fear and walk away. When he had done so, Neteyam turned to you, back against the rough bark of a tree.

“You okay?” He asked you, observing your body language.

“I don’t need your protection.” You say, crossing your arms and rolling your eyes. You were grateful, but you still quote on quote “hated” him so you had to keep that going.

“Hey, I just saved your ass from whatever he was about to do to you!” Neteyam shouted, arm pointed to where Eaopu had left.

“Yeah, well, I didn’t need you to save me! I can save myself.” You argue, and he chuckles.

“This is unbelievable.” He shakes his head, placing his hands on his hips. “I follow you out here, and save you from him, and you start-“

“You followed me out here?!” You cut him off and he freezes, lips parted. He tried to think of things he could say to get out of this.

“N-No, no. I didn’t follow you out here. Please.” He scoffed. “Why would I want to follow you, of all people? That’s ridiculous.” He defended himself, and you raised your hairless brows.

“Oh, yeah? So then how’d you get to save me just in time?” You ask, arms still crossed as you take a step towards him.

“I was hunting!” He defended once again, arms outstretched for a moment before falling to his side.

“Really? Where’s your bow and arrow?” You question.

He knew you had him, and he sighed in defeat, ears folded against his braids. “Okay, okay, fine. Yes, I followed you. But don’t let it get to your head, you skxawng. I just wanted to make sure you were safe.” He admitted, his eyes not missing the way your lips quirked up slightly.

You stay silent, feeling your cheeks burn up. Your heart thumped against your chest like a rock being tossed against your skin from the inside, and you looked away.

“Thanks. I guess.” You say in a soft tone, glancing at him when he steps forward.

“You're welcome.” He replies, and both of you are silent for a few moments before he breaks it.

“Listen, I…” He starts, but doesn’t know how. “I don’t want to hate each other anymore.”

His words make you stare at him, brows furrowed. “Hey, you’re the one that started it. What did I ever do to you, anyway? Y’know, since we’re here all alone, you might as well tell me. None of your friends are around to influence you, so please. Enlighten me.”

He opens his mouth then closes it, and he sighs again. “You never did anything to me, I guess.”

“You guess?”

“You never did anything to me. I suppose I started picking on you because..” He breathes in deeply before admitting his feelings to you. “I really liked you, and I didn’t know how to go about it because I was young, and dumb. But over the years, I just started liking you more and now I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do because I was a bully and I made you hate me and I don’t think we could be anything more the enemies and it hurts my soul every time we go at each others necks because it’s not what I want! I just want…” He runs his fingers around his mouth. “I just want you.”

Your eyes are wide as you listen to his rambling, and you swallow to relieve your dry throat. He just opened his heart to you, revealing that all this time when he made fun of you and humiliated you, he actually was just in love with you.

“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know why I dropped this on you. I should go.” He says when you just stand there and stare at him, but as he’s about to walk away, you grab his wrist and smash your mouth against his.

He melts into the kiss, his heart melting along with it. He brings his hand up to cup your cheek and his other hand to hold your waist. This is what he’s wanted for years. He’s wanted so badly to feel your lips against his; he’s spent years just imagining it.

When you pull away, your faces stay close and you can feel his warm panting against your lips. He pressed his forehead to yours and you whispered, “I want you, too.”

His eyes close briefly with a smile stretching across his lips, and he kisses you again.

“Then be mine. Forever.” He whispers against your plump lips, and you pull away slightly. When he sees your reaction, he’s quick to drop to his knees and lean his forehead on your lower stomach, hugging your thighs. “Please, Y/N. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this; how long I’ve wanted you. Do you know how many women I’ve turned down all because I was stuck on you?” He looks up at you, amber eyes filled with an emotion you’ve never seen on Neteyam.

His eyes were glossy and he looked up at you with pure desperation. He would never force you to do something you didn’t want to, but if you truly wanted him, then you two would come to an agreement.

“Neteyam, this is so sudden… and besides, you’ve said it yourself, no one would ever want to mate with me-“ He cuts you off and stands up, cupping your cheeks.

“No, no, no, no, I was lying, I was just saying that, I’m sorry.. I never meant anything I’ve ever said about you.” He tried to reassure you, and you stared at him, not quite knowing what to do.

“You want me, too, right?” He asked, and you nodded, putting your hands on his shoulders.

He takes your hands in his and gently brings you both to the ground on your knees in front of each other. He decided to sit and have a long talk with you about everything, and you both opened your hearts to each other. Tears spilled, and laughter filled the part of the forest you two were in, but eventually you came to an agreement.

That’s how you ended up underneath him, his bare body grinding against yours. You two had finally connected after years of covered up desire, and now you were one for all of eternity.

Neteyam couldn’t describe the feeling of being mated with you in words, he could only feel how amazing and euphoric it felt for your souls to be intertwined.

You two breathed heavily, gasping and panting between kisses as Neteyam pushed into you, his cock pulsing in his hand as he breached you for the first time. You hissed at the pain of being stretched out this much for the first time, and he could feel it through the bond. He could feel your pain, but also your burning desire to get past it the best you could.

“Are you alright?” He asked in a voice you’d never thought you’d hear him talk in. He has bottomed out inside of you, and remained very still while hovering over you, his arms holding himself up at either side of your head, caging you.

He tried so hard to not pull back and pound into you like his gut was telling him to, but he wanted to listen to his heart and his mind, and he wanted to wait until you were ready.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine. Ju-Just go slow.” You tell him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled out about an inch and then pushed in. This feeling was so new for the both of you. The way your pussy enveloped around his cock tightly made his head dizzy, and the way his cock penetrated you and hit spots inside of you that you didn’t think could be reached made your brain feel all gooey.

He kissed your jaw, and pulled out more, then back in, searching for any sign of discomfort through the bond. He fortunately found nothing within the shared connection, and slid in and out of you faster.

You place a hand down at his abs, trying to tell him to go slower because you weren’t quite ready, and he groaned before slowing down. He wanted to pound you like an animal, but he wanted you to feel good, too. He didn’t want to hurt you, not anymore. He wanted to protect you forever, and he didn’t want anyone to walk all over you anymore. Now, he would protect you like a mate should.

“Oh, great mother.” You whine, throwing your head back and clenching around him even tighter then before. He didn’t even know it was possible for him to be inside something so wet and tight.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Can’t believe I’ve been missing out on you for so long, I should’ve told you I loved you a long time ago.” He said softly in your ear and his hips rocked back and forth. “I regret everything from before- fuck… I regret not taking you as mine since the moment I realized I was in love with you.”

You couldn’t speak, you felt like everytime his bulbous tip hit that spongy part inside of you that felt particularly good, the air left your lungs. You struggled to form a coherent thought as his cock fucked you dumb. You never knew your enemy's cock could feel this good; though, you’re not enemies anymore.

Neteyam supported his weight on one arm while the other reached down to play with the small nub he's thought so many times about sucking and rubbing. He rubbed tight circles on your clit, making your back arch into him, your chest pressing against his.

“You’re so pretty,” He whispered, kissing your cheek and then pecking your lips. “So beautiful.”

You wanted to thank him, but you knew he could hear it in his mind.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum already.” He murmured, whining loudly when his cock twitched. He felt a burning sensation throughout him, and you grind your hips back against his, helping him reach his orgasm as well as reaching your own high.

“M-Me, too, I think.” You say, panting and moaning. He rubbed your clit faster, and you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, pulling his cock further inside of you.

You both cum at the same time, your orgasms sending tingles throughout both of your bodies that twitched and spasmed against each other. Neteyam’s hips continued to grind as he spilled inside of you, and you could feel his cum sloshing around inside of you. You closed your eyes at the feeling, and your hips jerked at the stimulation.

“That was…” Neteyam started talking to praise you, but he couldn’t wrap his head around how good it felt. He never thought he would actually be able to get you to be his, he always just thought he fucked up his oppurtunity to be with you, but now that he had you, he was never going to let you go for as long as you two lived.

He was going to worship you and never say anything mean to you ever again until his dying days.

He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck and remained inside of you. You hug him tightly, inhaling his scent. Then, he rolled over to lay next to you, pulling out of you slowly with a pop! sound.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you close, your nude bodies pressed against each other as your limbs tangled before finally sleeping. He knew his father would be looking for him, but he didn’t care. He didn’t care about anything else or any other responsibilities. He only cared about you now.

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i just wanna-

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Question boo. Would it be weird if I wrote a sub neteyam fic where he loves to suckle on readers breasts while thrusting lazily in her?😭

HELL NO IT WOULDNT BE WEIRD , MATTER FACT U BETTER TAG ME IN TS WHEN U POST IT !!!!!!!!!!! ‼️‼️‼️‼️

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Who does the neteyam art belong to in your newest post?? I want to credit them if I use it 🥰

i’m actually not sure , i js found it on pinterest and it didn’t have a watermark/artist name so i just decided to use it 😭😭 but if anyone knows or can find the artist, i’d be happy to credit them!

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neteyam x fem!reader

contains: sub!neteyam, praise kink, hand job, overstimulation, slight aftercare, a sprinkle of fluff, brief face sitting.

wc: 1.5k unedited

na’vi words: yawne = beloved, mauti = fruit, muntxate = wife.

a/n: have this while i work on a request

“F-Fuck,” Neteyam mumbles as he looks down at your hand that repeatedly strokes his cock even after he’s finished twice and his cum leaks between your fingers and onto his pubic bone. “I-I don’t think I can- Mmh! I don’t think I c-can anymore, yawne.”

You and him were laying beside each other, Neteyam on his back and you on your side next to him with your hand stretched down to his lengthy cock. You had your bare tits by his face, and as you overstimulated his member, he glanced between your eyes and your nipples that perked up and stared at him.

“Shhh, you can, Ma’Teyam, I know you can.” You whisper, leaning down to press your lips to his forehead which makes his ears fall flat against his head and his mouth open to release a shaky moan. The affection sends shivers to his dick, and his hips stutter, jerking himself into your hand that has a tight grasp around him.

You prop yourself up on your elbow as you watch him. You observe the way you’re making him feel, the way his bottom lip quivers, the way his eyes keep opening and closing and then rolling back as whimper after whine after moan after gasp left his mouth.

“But if it does become too much, you know what to say and I’ll stop, okay?” You look down at him, and he nods with a whimper. “Tell me what our word is, baby.”

“M-Mauti.” He replies, half lidded eyes staring up at you as you hold eye contact.

“Good boy.” You whisper, kissing his forehead once again.

His chest heaves as his back arches slightly and when your palm teases his tip over and over again by rubbing circles on it, he whines loudly and then cries out your name loudly as well as choking out a few curse words that sounded almost like gibberish due to how staticky his brain felt.

“Does it feel good, my love?” You say to him in a soothing tone, a small smirk on your face because you already knew he felt good. You’d asked him repeatedly throughout the night, and each time he said yes.

“Y-Yesss, fuck, mmm!” He whines, throwing his head back against the woven mat you two lay on, and his hands that rested on his sides began to itch for something to grab.

Returning back to the motion of stroking, you felt his warm cock twitch, then again and again. You licked your lips at the feeling of the veins on his dick pulsing against your hand, which told you that he was close again.

His eyes pop open and he lifts his head. He looked up at you with teary amber doe eyes, and then glances down at your delicious looking boobs before lifting a shaky hand to one of them, squeezing. He lets out a sort of strangled moan with his eyes rolling into the back of his head when he feels the plumpness of them in his palm. You hum at the feeling of his hand kneading and squeezing.

Neteyam tilts his head and leans it over so that his mouth latches onto one of your blue nipples. He hums and closes his eyes, savoring your taste by suckling happily at your nipple, and he relishes the feeling of your hand gliding up and down his flushed shaft. You bite your lip and hold back a moan as you look down at him eagerly mouthing at your tits.

The more you stimulate him, the more a fire ignites inside of him. He pulls himself off of your nipple and then instantly stuffs his face between your boobs, rubbing his face against them and licking at whatever skin he could, leaving spit all over your tits all while inhaling the scent of your arousal.

“M-Mama..? Ma’Y/N..” He says in a whiny voice, clenching his jaw as he softly caresses the skin of your tits with his cheek. You already knew what he wanted, so you brushed one of his braids out of his face and looked down at him patiently. “I’m gonna.. Shit! I'm gonna cum again, can I cum again? Please? Aah- Fuck! Ma’muntxate, please! I’ve b-been good, right?”

“Yes, my love. You have been good. Cum for me, Teyam. Show me how good I make you feel and cum one more time.” You talk him through it, stroking his cock through his orgasm.

He clenches his eyes shut and moans, your name spilling from his lips as he reaches his peak, body and limbs trembling. He throws his head back against the woven mat, and a single tear rolls down his temple as his sticky cum shoots out from his bulbous tip. His warm cum shoots out in thick spurts, making a mess all over himself; and one shot in particular went so far, it reached his cheek.

The rest of his cum, that you continued to pump out, ran down your fingers and to the base of his cock, trailing it’s way down the skin between his cock and thighs.

“There we go, that’s a good boy. Making such a mess for me, huh?” You giggle, continuing to jerk him off until you get every last drop of his cum out.

“Oh my- Fuck! Thank you, yawne, thank you so much!” He swallows to relieve his dry throat as he thanks you over and over again, letting you know how much he appreciates you and what you do for him.

You squeeze right below his tip, pushing out whatever liquid you could out of his cock. You then take your hand off and proceed to bring your fingers to your mouth, sucking your cum covered fingers clean. And he watches you do so, laughing and bringing his hand up to his face, covering it and closing his eyes as he rests his head against the woven mat.

He lays there for a moment, breathing heavily, not saying anything besides grunting with his hips still spasming. You take this as a chance to get up and fetch some water for your thirsty mate. You return quickly, and kneel down next to him. You take his hand off of his face before lifting his head and bringing the water bowl to his lips.

“You are too good to me.” He breathes out in disbelief, shaking his head, after gulping down most of the water. You giggle and take his hand into yours after setting down the bowl and laying down on your side next to him again. You press your lips against his, and he immediately kisses back, eager for your affection and passion. Then, you pull back and lick his cum off his cheek, giving him a sly smile.

He lets out a small laugh and presses his lips against yours again, putting his hand on the back of your head with his fingers brushing against the base of your kuru. He holds you there, kissing you with the most love he could possibly give through his lips.

When you pull away slightly and look at him, his shaky hand pushes your head down gently so that your foreheads are touching which is one of the most romantic and intimate gestures to him, and you as well.

“You really are a goddess.” He mumbles, knowing you’d be able to hear him. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

You scoff and roll your eyes in an amused manner. “It was just my hand-“

“I don’t care, it was you. I’m grateful for anything you do for me.” He says, clearly still in a submissive state of mind. He basks in your presence, and his heart pounds against his chest — not only from the fact that he was still recovering from three orgasms, but also from the fact that he was spending time with his mate and was in the middle of a super intimate moment.

“Ugh, you’re too perfect.” You groan slightly, shaking your head and pulling away with a smile on your face which also made his face light up.

“Me? Yeah, right. That’s all you.” He replies, and the way he always strives to make you blush and/or flustered makes you feel the exact same way he wanted you to.

“The sweet talk is killing me,” You giggle and hide your face in his chest. His hands go to stroke your hair. “So… Why don’t we put that mouth to good use?”

You lift your head with a seductive look on your face and then climb on top of him, putting your knees right on either side of his head.

“Why? You don’t want to hear me woo my woman?” He teases, and licks his lips as his eyes make contact with your leaking loincloth before looking back up at you with a cheeky grin then looking back at your glistening tewng with anticipation.

You huff in fake annoyance and untie your loincloth, letting it drop onto his face before throwing it to where his lay. “Don’t forget who’s in charge tonight. The only thing I want to hear is the noises coming from you devouring my pussy.”

“Shit, that’s fine by me.” He says quickly before putting his arms around your thighs and pulling you down, his mouth clashing against your heat.

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neteyam x fem!reader x aonung

contains: PURE FILTH!!!! poly relationship, dom!aonung, sub!neteyam, switch!reader, na’vi!reader, oral (neteyam + reader receiving), guided oral, dirty talk, p in v, creampie, cum eating, voyeurism ???, brief hand job, use of Y/N. i think that’s it.

na’vi words: kelku = home , muntxate = wife , muntxatan = husband , yawne = beloved , kuru = neural queue.

wc: 2.8k (holy shit) unedited

a/n: i wrote this while on cloud 9 😭 idk what was going thru my head, my fingers were just typing and now we have this.

“C’mon, be a good girl for me.” Aonung whispered into your ear as Aonung took hold on Neteyams throbbing cock, slapping the tip of his dick on your tongue gently. Even though Neteyam was the one standing up with both you and Aonung on your knees before him, you and Neteyam both knew very well that Aonung was still in charge. He almost always was.

You glance over at Aonung and see him staring at Neteyams tip which rested on your tongue, and you widen your mouth, taking Neteyam’s leaking tip into your mouth. Neteyam exhaled shakily, and Aonung “comforted” him shortly by rubbing his thigh whilst his other hand rested on the back of your head, pressing against the base of your kuru.

Aonung pushes your head further down Neteyams cock, forcing you to take his entire length into your mouth until you gagged. Aonung watched closely in delight as your eyes welled with tears, and he leaned in and pressed a kiss to your temple, gripping your head tighter so that he could easily push your head back and forth on Neteyam’s cock.

Neteyam looked up at the ceiling of the kelku he and Aonung built together for the three of you with his hands behind his back, trying his best not to cum. He didn’t want to look down because he knew he would cum in an instant at the sight of you, but he also couldn’t handle it if Aonung happened to look up at him with that menacing glare. Aonung took away his privilege of making any noises — this was his punishment for being a brat for the whole day, although at first glance it would’ve seemed like you were being punished from the way Aonung bobbed your head back and forth on Neteyam’s cock roughly.

But no matter how rough Aonung was, he always praised you two unlike Neteyam who only got rough when he was mad and when he got mad, he tended to say mean and harsh things without thinking.

You gag on Neteyam’s cock, trying your best to inhale through your nose as Aonung forced your head. You started slobbering all over the poor man’s dick in such a short time, and you moaned before swallowing to envelop Neteyams cock tighter in your throat.

Neteyam bit his lip as hard as he could to hold back the noises that threatened to spill without permission, drawing a small amount of blood in the process. He huffed and took deep inhales and exhales, trying to calm himself down, but he mindlessly abandoned his past thoughts for a second and accidentally looked down at the sight below him.

He saw you with your hands on both of his thighs, gripping his plush flesh as you gulped and gagged on his cock, looking up at him with hazy eyes that were glossed over with lust. He also saw Aonung staring at the way you sucked his cock intensely, praising you and talking you through it.

“Good girl, Ma’Muntxate. Sucking his cock so well even though he doesn’t deserve it.” Aonung says to you, reaching his free hand down between your thighs, smirking at how wet you were then looking up at Neteyam who stared down with wide eyes.

Aonung stared into Neteyam’s eyes, giving a mocking pout which caused Neteyam to look away and stare at you instead.

You really were stuck in your own world as you slurped his cock down your throat. You seemed to be enjoying yourself, whimpering and whining around his cock as Aonungs fingers toyed with your clit, rolling it between his fingers and pinching whenever you gagged.

“Aonung- Sir! I’m gonna…” Neteyam whined out, beginning to get fidgety as he felt his orgasm approaching, the heat in his lower abdomen growing more and more.

Aonung pulled your head off Neteyam’s cock, causing a surprised choke to leave your lips as you gasp for air, spit dripping down your chin and neck. You lick your lips and look up at Neteyam, but Aonung releases the back of your head to grab your chin to force you to look at him.

You make passionate eye contact with him, and he rubs your slit, drenching his fingers before sinking the tips of two out of three fingers into you, making you gasp and squirm on your knees.

“Been so good for me,” He whispers, leaning in to kiss your lips, getting a taste of Neteyams cock. “Let’s give our Teyam a show, shall we?”

You don’t say anything, you just grin and look up at Neteyam who’s chest seemed to be heaving as he silently begged for relief. He looked down at you and licked his lips, watching in agony as Aonung fingered you, making you moan and hold onto your other mate. You rolled your hips against Aonungs hand all while looking up at Neteyam who whimpered with tears forming.

Aonungs ears perk up at the noise that leaves the slim man, and his head shoots up to give him a glare. Neteyam gulped and without a second thought, he backed up and sat on the ground just like Aonung wanted. Aonung mentally cursed at his muntxatan for knowing his sexual habits so well, and Aonung nodded his head in approval.

“It’s okay, Tey. Just be good and we’ll give you what you want.” You say, crawling over to be in between Neteyam’s legs. You trail a finger up his pulsing cock, and kiss his lips softly. Neteyam eagerly kissed back, trying to deepen the kiss, but Aonung caught it and pulled you away, laying you down on your back right in between Neteyams legs.

You rest your head on Neteyams thigh as Aonung hovered over you, his hand pressed against your stomach to hold you down.

“Now, you’re gonna watch me fuck our yawne, and you’re not gonna do a single thing about it. No touching yourself, no touching her, no talking. Don’t even make a noise.” Aonung spat harshly at Neteyam who swallowed thickly and watched as Aonung pried his tewng off of his body, revealing his thick girth that leaked heavily of pre-cum. Your metkayina born mate rubbed your clit with his thumb, and then turned to look at Neteyam.

“Do you understand?” Aonung asked, glaring at him.

Neteyam nodded, but he quickly said, “Yes, sir,” because he knew that a simple action wouldn’t be good enough for Aonung.

“Be a good boy for us, okay? We’ll let you cum if you just behave.” You say softly to your mate, slightly feeling bad for him when you looked up and saw his eyes all glossy and lip quivering.

“It’ll be okay-“ You cut yourself off with a gasp when Aonung smacks his tip against your leaking folds to attempt to shut you up.

“Stop sweet talking him or else you won’t be able to cum either.” He warned, curly hair falling over his shoulder as he looked down at you. You nod in understanding, and Neteyam furrowed his hairless brows in frustration when Aonung didn't react to your simple action. If it were him, he would’ve been punished for not using his words.

Neteyam watched as Aonung pushed into you with a groan. You moaned and one of your hands grabbed Neteyams thigh, digging your nails into his flesh.

“Fuck! I’m- ‘Nung!” You moan, already being so close to the finish line due to Aonungs foreplay minutes ago.

“I know, baby. I can feel you.” Aonung leaned down and pressed his lips against your forehead, fucking you deep and slow, stretching you out. At this moment, he wasn’t trying to fuck you dumb, he was making sweet sweet love to you because he knew that it would drive Neteyam crazy and make his head spin as well as yours.

You loved the stretch of Neteyam’s cock, but nothing could compare to the stretch of Aonungs cock. Aonung was much thicker then Neteyam — though Neteyam was longer — and he often had to stay still for a minute when he bottoms out in you to let you adjust.

“Look at her when she cums, forest boy.” Aonung demands, his pace growing faster so that you all could hear how wet you were.

Neteyam is forced to open his eyes and stare down at you as your back arches and you moan out Aonungs name over and over again. Pure euphoria was all Neteyam could see, and his cock twitched at the sight of you creaming all over Aonungs cock while you rest between his legs.

Aonung groans loudly at the feeling of your tight cunt clenching around him repeatedly, and he brings one of his hands to your mouth, pushing his thumb between your lips and smiling in pleasure when you happily open your mouth to take in his thumb and suckle on it as if it were a cock.

Neteyams hips jerked, causing your head to jerk up as well which alerted Aonung of Neteyams action. Aonungs other hand pressed down on Neteyams thigh, right next to your head.

“Stay still.” Aonung says through gritted teeth as he continues to fuck you. He looks at Neteyam and he almost feels bad for a moment when he sees how vulnerable his muntxatan looked. “I know it’s hard, Teyam, but you’ll live. You’re a strong boy, aren’t you?”

Neteyam nodded quickly. “Yes, yes. ‘M your strong boy.”

“But you’re also hers.” Aonung corrected, tilting his head down to you who wasn’t even paying attention to your mates; you just closed your eyes and was in your own world once again as Aonung fucked you, hitting your g-spot over and over again.

“Yes, I’m hers.” Neteyam says, nodding again.

“Y’hear that, Ma’Y/N?” Aonung looks down at you, removing his thumb from your mouth, then chuckles. “Course you didn’t.”

“Hm?” You open your eyes and look up at Aonung who smirked down at you. Your gaze shifts to Neteyam, then back to Aonung. “We’re you talking to me?”

“Yes, but it’s okay, baby. Just keep laying there all pretty.” Aonung says to you gently, slowing his pace to grind his hips against you, his pelvis pressing against yours.

You whimper and nod, keeping your eyes open the best you could before they rolled into the back of your head when Aonung gave a particularly hard thrust against that pleasurable gummy spot inside of you.

“Fuck, she feels so good. So warm and tight. Bet you wish you could fuck her.” Aonung glances at Neteyam who bit his lip, then Aonung moans loudly when you clench around him for shits and giggles. “Naughty girl.”

You giggle softly and Aonung can’t help but smile. You look at Neteyam who was looking so desperate and agitated. You could tell he was itching to get some sort of friction as he shifted his hips slightly enough for you to feel it but not enough for Aonung to notice.

“Hmmm, gonna cum inside you. Paint your fucking insides white.” Aonung grunted, practically growling. “Y’gonna let me? Y’gonna let me breed you right in front of our mate? Huh?”

“Yes! Fuck, yes! Please, cum inside me ‘Nung. I need it!” You moan, rolling your hips to push him past his limit.

You hear Neteyams breathing get heavier, and you also hear Aonungs moans get louder and louder.

You loved how he didn’t care about the clan hearing. You loved that he took advantage of his role as Olo’eyktan, knowing that no one could tell him what to do or to be quiet.

One of your arms wraps around Aonungs neck, pulling him in so that he could rub his cheek against your scent glands, and one of your hands rubs Neteyam’s thighs. You sneakily brought your hand to wrap around his cock whilst Aonung didn’t have his eyes on him, and Neteyams jaw fell open, letting out silent moans.

Aonungs hips rutted against you to his hearts content, and his teeth sank into the skin of your shoulder as he smacked his hips against yours one final time.

He released into your with strangled moans and groans, his noises muffled against your skin. You feel his thick cum spurting inside of you, and you nearly came at the stimulation of his warm release. Aonung gripped Neteyams thigh tightly, and his other hand ran up your body to squeeze your tits. Aonung always came a lot in situations like these, so you made sure to comfort him through his orgasm.

Neteyam watches in pleasure between your hand stroking him slowly due to the awkward position you put your hand in to do so, and Aonungs orgasm, but Neteyams whines internally when your hand leaves his weeping cock to run your fingers through Aonungs loose and curly hair. You rub his neck, whispering sweet nothings into Aonungs ear.

“Shhh, it’s okay. Doing so well, baby.” You whisper softly to him, and he whines briefly.

Aonung lifts himself up with shaky arms and closed eyes before opening them to look down at you as he pulls out slowly. His cock seemed never ending as he was pulling out, and when he was finally out, you whimpered at the empty feeling in your stomach.

Aonung sits up and his knees, running his fingers through his hair whilst taking deep breaths. He grabs your hips and moves your body so that Neteyam could get a good view of Aonungs cum leaking out of your pretty pussy.

“Look at all that.” Aonung says, holding your legs open. Neteyam licked his lips, desperately wanting to disobey Aonungs orders and dive right in to the delicious meal on display for him.

“Aonung,” You call out to him, reaching a hand down to his forearm. “He’s been good, shouldn’t he be rewarded? I think he should.”

Neteyam is grateful for you trying to convince Aonung to let him join in on the fun, and he stares at you as you look at Aonung with your beautiful blue puppy eyes. Aonung looks back at you, contemplating in his mind. He can never say no to you when you look so gorgeous, and he growls in aggravation when he decides to oblige.

“I suppose you’re right. He’s been good enough, but don’t forget how he was acting earlier. His attitude is how we got in this position, anyway.” Aonung states and you shake your head.

“I didn’t forget. I just know we all have our bad days, and I think Teyam over here deserves a second chance.” You reply.

“You didn’t hear how he spoke to me.” Aonung argues, but you argue back.

“No, but I know that even you can be a bit mouthy when you’re in a bad mood. Why should his punishment be nothing? Why not everything all at once?” You suggest, gazing into Aonungs eyes. “You won’t talk to him like that again, now will you, Teyam?” You avert your attention to Neteyam who looked like he was about to burst any second.

“Fuck, please, I’ll never speak to you like that again, I promise.” Neteyam cries out, begging Aonung for forgiveness. “I was just in a bad mood, I swear. Just please give me something.”

“C’mon, ‘Nung. Who could say no to a pretty face like that?” You say, and Aonung looks at Neteyam, tracing the darker blue boys jawline softly.

Aonung huffs and takes hold of the back of Neteyams neck, pulling him up and then laying him on his stomach with his face right in front of your leaking pussy.

Neteyams hands go to grab your thighs once he gets a smell of yours and Aonungs scent mixed together, but Aonung growls and snaps, “Keep your hands behind your fucking back.”

Neteyam brings his hands back behind his back, and tries to inch his mouth closer to get a taste.

“Someone’s desperate.” You giggle, teasingly bringing your cunt closer to him.

“You have no idea.” He responds, eyes locked on all the juices that glistened in the dimly lit mauri. His mouth watered seeing Aonungs cum leaking and dripping down your taint and puckered hole, wanting nothing more than to drink it all up.

Aonung shifts to get behind Neteyam, then pushes Neteyams head into your cunt, causing a sharp moan to leave your lips. You’ve never felt Neteyam eat you out like this before, he was so hungry and his tongue worked wonders on your twitching bundle of nerves.

While that was happening, Aonung grabbed Neteyams thin tail which was swishing around and pulled it upwards, the fur on the tip of Neteyam’s tail curling inward to tickle his shoulder blades. Aonung pressed his tip against his aching hole, and Neteyam gasped against your drenched pussy when he felt it.

“Everything all at once, right?” Aonung inquired, looking at you for approval for once throughout the entire night. And when you nodded once feeling Aonungs heavy gaze, the real fun began and the night took a turn for the better.

another a/n: this has to be the longest and probably most interesting smut i’ve ever written. hope y’all enjoy! n don’t be a silent reader cuz if u enjoyed this, i would rlly appreciate it if u liked or reblogged! 🩷🩷🩷

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MDNI

"Just the tip" with Neteyam

I believe Neteyam no matter how much he would love you, would want to wait with mating for the "right" moment. Neteyam wants you to meet his family and his clan properly, he wants to complete his training for the oloeyktan. Neteyam treats his position in the clan seriously, he wants to do everything before he allows himself to be happy or pleasured. So he prefers to wait, pleasing you with his fingers and tongue, and letting you pleasure him with your mouth and hands.

But how can he resist when such a beautiful woman asks him to go a step further? It's just rubbing against each other without the loincloth, it's nothing wrong with that...

So he allows you to get on top and tease him, letting you grind against him. His eyes rolling back as he feels your wetness against his bare cock. He could imagine nothing but sliding himself deep inside of you... But he couldn't. Not like that, not now.

"Do you think I could put just the tip in? It's not mating, it's just the tip," Neteyam was nervous. He knew he would have to hold himself back on this one because the temptation would be greater, but he would do anything just to feel more of you, more of that wetness. You didn't have any objections, you were excited even. Neteyam lets you stay on top as he slides the tip in, just the tip... Neteyam moans as your walls clenched around it, it was like your pussy was trying desperately to suck him in. "Great mother, feels good," Neteyam whimpers, moving the tip in and out, enjoying the sounds of your wet pussy. You held your hips up, allowing him to push the tip in and out, kissing all over his sensitive neck.

"You are doing such a good job, Nete" you praised, you knew how hard it was for him. How important for him was to wait for the right time.

Neteyam was becoming a mess, he wanted to feel more of that tight grip. He needed to feel it on his whole length. So the tip turned into half of his cock. Neteyam was trying to be sneaky about it, he didn't want you to think of him badly... He just couldn't hold back once he got to feel your pussy.

A whimpering mess as he put his huge hands on your ass and urged you to move, it wasn't just a tip, it was half of the length. You didn't seem to notice or at least mind with those beautiful moans of yours. Neteyam couldn't wait any longer, pushing as deep as he could, pulling you down onto his shaft. A moan of surprise left your lips at the sudden stretch.

"Oh, Eywa. Forgive me, forgive me," Neteyam whimpered as he released into you, your pussy gripped him like a vice, it was a battle that he could not win. He flipped you over, Neteyam wasn't done. He needed to fuck it properly.

"What's going on?" Your eyes widened a little, surprised that he decided to give in after all. You couldn't say you weren't pleased tho... Neteyam didn't answer as he began to pound into you, his cum was like extra lube.

"So slippery and wet. Such a tight pussy," his eyes were closed as he kept moaning and whimpering. Neteyam was pushing in to be balls deep, then out, and then balls deep again. You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist right away. "Good girl, tìyawn. Such a good girl with precious pussy.... Perfect pussy," he was fucking you like a feral animal, and he was a feral animal. He wasn't letting go, not after two rounds, not after three and four...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, tanhì. You feel so good I can't help it. Your pussy is perfect, it feels too good. It feels to good... Fuck," Neteyam whimpers apologizing and praising you. He couldn't help but move his hips, he couldn't help but keep fucking you.

Neteyam was pussydrunk, just the tip was never an option and he didn't know it until now. Once he got the taste... He was going to fuck you until you are both overstimulated. Until both of you are unable to go again. And he will fill your pussy up until it overflows and leaks and push it back it. It did not matter how many times you or he would cum, all that mattered was his cock inside of you and the forgotten promise of just the tip.

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bro the amount of times i’ve read this is insane bc this is so fucking good oml

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my c.ai bots:

avatar the way of water:

neteyam and his pregnant mate

lover boy neteyam

cuddling with neteyam

the umbrella academy:

five takes care of you while you’re drunk

tokio hotel:

you’re the 5th member of tokio hotel - tom kaulitz

spiderverse:

miguel has a soft spot for you

cod:

“I love you.” … “It’ll pass” - simon ghost riley

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rules/about my blog

★ i don’t write incest, stepcest, character x character (depends), reader x recom (avatar), arranged marriage au, non-con, rape, and basically anything else that i feel is weird/uncomfortable.

★ i only write for female reader

★ whenever i write something, pls assume it’s an established relationship unless i say otherwise

★ all characters i write for are either of age or aged up

★ for avatar fics, i write omaticaya or metkayina reader, and sometimes human reader (if i feel like it). but i do plan on writing something that includes ash na’vi.

★ if i write something that you don’t like, simply just don’t read it and scroll! i don’t need negativity or hateful behavior on my page because my page is simply just for fun.