Pairing: Neteyam Sully x F!human Reader
Synopsis: The Metkayina celebrate an important feast, to which the Sullys attend to. However, Neteyam discovers some feelings that he had for the reader and that had been hidden all this time...
Content warnings: Neteyam and reader are 20, size kink (kinda), vaginal fingering, oral sex (f and m receiving), m/f ejaculation...
Notes: This is my first oneshot (and smut fic) ever so I accept criticism and I hope you enjoy it. Also, english is not my first language so if there's any mistake please tell me <3
Also, let's imagine that humans do not need oxygen masks just because I said so (and because I forgot)
One thing you always admired about the Na’Vis is how comfortable they felt by only wearing very loincloths, feathers or leaves. They perfectly covered them, but they would probably barely cover you. If you wore anything similar, you’d feel almost naked. However, one night the Metkayinas decided to have a feast.
Neytiri insisted on dressing you in a proper way for the festivity. She was tired of seeing you in your “human clothes”, as she said. So you decided to trust her. With Kiri’s help, she designed a beautiful shell top that, somehow, perfectly covered your nipples. They also made a loincloth that combined perfectly. Then, Kiri adorned your hair with even more shells and braided some strands. If it wasn’t enough, they covered your face with red stripes along your face; there were two on your forehead and two under every eyelid.
“Are you sure I look good?” you asked Kiri. “I mean, this is really beautiful, but I don’t know if it’s too much.”
What you actually thought was: Will Neteyam like this?
“Y/N, you look perfect.” she reassured you. “Trust me.”
“You look like a goddess!” Tuk exclaimed. “Like Eywa herself.”
“Thank you, Tuk.” you chuckled. “But I believe Eywa is far more beautiful.”
Neytiri, Kiri and Tuk were also dressed similarly to you, but you obviously felt weird. For you, it was like wearing a bikini, except for the fact that you never wear them, and that this covered even less than a bikini. However, they did a great job. All of your “intimate” parts were surely hidden.
When you arrived at the feast everyone was dancing around bonfires, singing and talking. Some of the Metkayinas stared at you. You weren’t sure if they were looking at you with disgust, anger, or confusion, but you wouldn’t let them let you down. You understood that it was still hard for them to accept you there since you were a “sky person”.
What you didn’t notice though was the way Neteyam was looking at you. He had known since the day he was born, so did you. You were pretty good friends, and nothing else. But seeing you like that made him wonder many things.
Has she always been this beautiful? How haven’t I noticed? God, do all humans look this good? Why does she never dress like this?
He had always had an innocent crush on you, but seeing you like this made him realise how much he really desired you. He was a gentleman and a respectful man, but he couldn’t stop eyeing you up and down. Your thighs, your shoulders, your collarbones, your breasts (especially your breasts)... If you only knew all the things he’d do to you if he could.
A slight smack on his arm woke him up from his daydreaming.
“Are you done staring at Y/N or are you actually going to talk to her?” Lo’ak smirked.
“Shut up.” Neteyam muttered with blushed cheeks.
“Oh, please.” he laughed. “You’re so obvious. At least go and talk to her.”
Lo’ak gave him another smack, this time in the back. Neteyam gave him a death stare on his way towards you. To be honest, he had no idea what he was going to tell you. You were standing next to a bonfire while talking to Kiri.
“Hey, ho-how a-are you?” he asked shyly. He bit his tongue embarrassed for his stuttering.
This was definitely not the Neteyam you knew.
“I’m fine.” you smiled. “Just enjoying the feast. You look really handsome, by the way.”
You said that with an innocent intention behind it; he did actually look handsome. He was wearing some sort of handmade crown and yellow paint in his face that suited him. What you didn’t know was the effect those words had on him.
“Thank you.” he smiled. “You look really hot, I mean, nice! You look nice!”
He was fucking it up. You barely even noticed it. Kiri furrowed his brows in confusion. The always serious Neteyam was losing his composure. Before she was able to speak Neteyam decided to intervene:
“Would you like to go on a walk along the beach?” he asked quickly.
“Sure, I’d love to.” you replied.
On your way there you talked about the things you always talked about: human topics, something stupid Lo’ak had done or new things you had learnt with the Metkayinas. While you were walking your arms barely brushed against each other, which made Neteyam incredibly nervous, even if you didn’t notice it. But he wanted more.
At some moment Neteyam teased you about something stupid, so you hit him in the arm. He smacked you back, making you fall to the ground. Sometimes he forgot he was bigger and stronger than you.
“I’m so sorry.” he got on his knees, next to you. “Are you okay?”
You acted as if you were seriously hurt and took advantage of the situation and flipped him. Now you were on top of him.
“Ha! I won!” You laughed.
You were even more beautiful in that position. You truly looked like a goddess under the moonlight. He loved your smile, the way your eyes shone in the night, how your tiny hands were on his chest…
He wished to be irresponsible for once, to stop worrying about the consequences of everything and just enjoy the moment. He was tired of being the one who had to fix everyone else’s problems while they had fun. He wanted this night to only be about you and him, only if you felt the same way.
He couldn’t exactly remember the moment he had his hand on your waist, or when you had come so close to his face, but at that moment he wanted, no, he needed to kiss you.
“I really want to kiss you right now.” he licked his lips and put a strand of hair behind your ear.
You blushed intensely. Neteyam liked you. Your Neteyam… But you also knew you shouldn’t do it, even if you had secretly daydreamed about this a million times.
“Neteyam,” you looked at him. “I don’t think we should.”
“Why not?” he asked, fearing that you didn’t feel the same. “I mean, uhm, It’s okay if you don’t want to.”
“It’s not that.” you answered quickly.
“So you do want to kiss me.” he grinned cockily at you.
“Oh, shut up.” you covered your face with your hands.
He took the opportunity to buck his hips upwards, flipping you around. Now he was on top of you. You couldn’t help but moan when he bucked his hips and you felt some kind of pressure against your core. You hoped he didn’t notice.
He held both of your hands on the ground, each one one either side of your head and looked at you deeply in the eyes.
.”You have no idea how much I want you right now.” he said, admiring your body.
“Neteyam, we can’t do this.” you argued. “I’m just a human and you are a Na’Vi. And you’re the son of Toruk Makto. No one will accept this union.”
“My father was a human too and look at him now. He’s got the love of his life and a family.” he caressed your cheek with his right hand. “I don’t care if you’re human, or na’vi or even a worm.” you laughed at his words. “I don’t care what they think. Oel ngati kameie.” (I see you)
You didn’t even realize it but you became a crying mess. No one had ever touched your heart with their words, but Neteyam was right in front of you, opening up to you, being honest and giving you his heart.
“Shit, you made me cry.” you looked away.
“I can make you scream, if you want to.” Neteyam joked.
“Neteyam!” you smacked him in the arm.
“By tickling you!” he explained. “God, what is it with you all hitting me to-”
You interrupted him with a kiss. You put your hands around his neck and pressed your lips against his softly, waiting for a reaction. When he processed what just happened he held you and put you on his lap while kissing you back. His lips were soft and warm; it felt like home.
Neteyam held your face in his hands and kissed you deeply, caressing your lower lip with his tongue waiting for you to let him explore your mouth, which you did. He kissed you again, and again. and again… You were like a drug to him.
“You are so beautiful.” he muttered between kisses. “So, so beautiful.”
Then his hands traveled to your back, stroking it gently and making patterns. You kissed his jawline and then his neck, making sure to leave a couple of hickeys. He groaned at the sensation of your tongue on his neck. Every movement you made took a reaction from him.
You decided to take off your top to be more comfortable. Also because you loved it when Neteyam touched any part of your body. When you tossed it aside he looked flustered. He was unsure. He didn’t know if he could touch you or if you were comfortable, but before he could ask you kissed him again, passionately, and put his hand over your breast.
He massaged your breast softly and played with your nipple. You moaned slightly leaving your mouth open and he bit your lower lip slightly. God, he made you see stars just like that.
Then he caressed your other breast and licked your nipple, waiting for a reaction. He saw that you liked it so he kept licking and biting over that area, leaving hickeys all over your chest.
Now he was caressing your thighs. Sometimes his fingers would get dangerously close to your core and the loincloth you were wearing didn’t do much to hide your arousal. He noticed it, of course, and he couldn’t help but wonder…
“Can I taste you?” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.
“Uhm, I uh, yes.” You blushed intensely at his request. You wanted to, but you were nervous.
He laid you on the sand and gently took off your loincloth, never taking his eyes away from yours. For him this wasn’t just physical; he wanted to please you, to make you feel good, to show you how much he loved you.
He started by kissing and licking your thighs. Very slowly and gently.
“If you’re uncomfortable or want me to stop, just say it and I will.” he told you, looking at your eyes for reassurance. “I don't want you to do something you don’t want to.”
“I’m okay, Nete. I want to.” you answered him.
With your consent he kissed your cunt experimentally until he felt confident enough to do it properly. After all, this was the first time that he had ever done something like this. He licked a long stripe of your pussy, earning a high moan from you. He loved that, so he kept licking. He began slowly, but increased his pace as you moaned more and more.
“You taste so good.” Neteyam muttered, sending a vibration to your core.
You had certainly never felt something like this, but it was amazing. He licked your cunt like a starved man; up and down, making circles and even diving his tongue deeper and deeper… Then he found your clit, which he sucked carefully, increasing the pressure slowly.
“Oh fuck.” you moaned. “Neteyam…”
Hearing you moan his name had him over the edge, so he increased his pace even more. When he licked along your slit he would stimulate your clit with his thumb. Then, when he sucked your clit again he tried inserting one finger slowly into your cunt. It slid easily because of how wet you were. He curled his finger inside of you, increasing his rhythm slowly until you were a moaning mess.
You felt how your orgasm was approaching. You felt heat all over your belly and your face. You were going to cum anytime soon.
“Nete, I…” you couldn’t even talk at this point. “Oh, my god.”
Your moans were even louder now and then it happened; you came undone. Neteyam took out his finger slowly and decreased the rhythm of his licks until he stopped to take a look at your face. You were breathing heavily, your cunt was completely soaked and your legs were shaking, something that worried him.
“Hey, your legs are trembling.” he said. “Are you okay?”
“More than okay.” you said between shaky breaths. “That’s what happens when…”
His face lit up before you could finish your sentence. It didn’t take long for him to understand what you meant.
“Did I do it so well?” he smirked.
“Yes, you did.” you blushed. “Now come here and let me touch you.”
Neteyam laid on the sand and looked at you with confusion in his eyes, waiting for your next moves. You propped yourself on your knees even though you were a shaking mess and started kissing his abdomen all the way to his loincloth.
To him, it felt like heaven.
“May I?” you said, pointing at his loincloth.
You took off his loincloth slowly while caressing his thigh to soothe him. Something you forgot in that moment is how big the Na’Vi’s are, in all ways. You had seen a few dicks, in movies, in anatomy books… But this was a whole new thing. It was so big that you didn’t even know if any of it would fit in your mouth. Neteyam realized the look of horror in your face.
“Hey, listen.” he took you by the arm gently. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“No, I-I want to.” you smiled at him. “It’s just that it’s really big.”
Neteyam had to take a big breath after hearing you say those words. You could get him all worked up just like that.
“Just lay down and let me try.” you pecked him on the lips as he laid down.
You started by leaving soft kisses along his thighs. Then you got close to his member and licked the tip slowly. Neteyam closed his eyes and let out a breathy moan. You kept licking the tip while you stroke his length. It was even more difficult with your tiny hands so you had to used both of them. Even though you felt you weren’t giving him enough pleasure, Neteyam felt as if he was already in Heaven: every lick, every kiss, every caress… Everything felt amazing.
You took a bit of his length inside your mouth and started moving your head up and down, with your hands stroking the part that was left. Your mouth hurt because of how wide his dick was, but you didn’t care. Hearing the sounds Neteyam made was enough to make you keep going.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” he exhaled while stroking your hair.
You went even deeper, almost to the point of gagging, but you remained calm. You were doing well so far. Neteyam gripped your hair tightly, but it didn’t hurt. You liked it, in fact. At this point he felt how he was about to cum.
“Y/N,” he moaned. “I’m… I’m going to c-cum.”
He expected you to take off your mouth but you kept going, even faster, until he came inside your mouth. The taste of his cum was a bit salty, but you liked it. You swallowed and took some breaths when you removed your mouth.
You laid next to Neteyam as he held your hand and both of you regained your breath. You looked at each other for a while without saying anything, unsure of what to say or do. One thing was clear, you had to return to the feast before anyone realized that both of you were gone.
You dressed each other and arranged your hair, trying to hide any evidence of the things you had done. He dressed you with care and gentleness, always smiling at you or peppering your face with kisses.
When both of you were done he held your face and put his forehead on yours.
“I see you.” he said, with loving eyes.
“I see you.” you replied before kissing him one last time.
