"That I don't do this usually
I don't know what you do to me"
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𓇼paring:: lo'ak (human) x tsireya (human)
𓇼genre:: mature (explicit sexual content)
𓇼word count:: 1.3k
𓇼warnings:: 18+, aged-up characters, mild dirty talk, , p in v penetration, m ejaculation, spanking.
It was Tuesday which meant Tsireya had off so she could spend the day with her two favorite people- Lo’ak and Zoey. It was an easy morning, as any since Zoey had gotten on a consistent sleeping schedule, and now Tsireya was wandering around the house since Lo’ak still had work and she was bored since Zoey was asleep.
Nothing he hadn’t seen before, Tsireya walked into Lo’ak’s office to dust off the fan in her underwear with a simple camisole. Making sure she was out of his computer camera view she cleaned the top of his fan, oblivious to his eyes on her. Retracting the duster, she was disappointed that there was barely any dust to clean off it.
Well, that’s one less thing I can do.
Back in their bedroom, Tsireya scrolled through her phone in utter boredom. She dusted, mopped, scrubbed, and swept the house for the week leaving nothing to do. Tempted to call her mom to meet for lunch, she felt arms encircle her waist.
“What are you doing?” He murmured, leaning down to rest his head on her shoulder.
“Should I ask mommy out for lunch?”
“Hmm.” Humming, he turned his head so his voice was muffled by her hair.
“That was a yes or no question, Lo’ak.” She teased.
“Have you healed yet?” He asked and Tsireya’s forehead wrinkled in confusion.
“I gave birth six months ago.” She didn’t know where his mind was and it piqued her interest as much as it scared her.
“That wasn’t my question.”
“Yes, I’m healed. Why?”
Please don’t ask her to go sky diving again.
Instead of responding, his arms tightened, and he pressed a kiss to her neck
“Are you trying to seduce me Twilight style?” She chuckled and Lo’ak groaned.
“If you mention that wretched piece of literature again, I might go soft.”
“I thought you liked it when Alice—”
Lo’ak let go of her and spun her around, so she was facing him. His hands resumed their position on her waist although they slowly moved down until they were firmly grabbing her new ass from the mommy weight and snapping her hips to his. She opened her mouth to make a comment, but he kissed her instead.
It was sensual and slow and Eywa when was the last time they’ve had sex? Her fuzzy brain tried to do the math but all of the numbers evaporated into thin air when she felt his hands grab the hem of her underwear.
“I take it you’re a fan of the new weight?’ Reya breathed once they pulled away to catch their breath. She had gained 70 pounds during her pregnancy, but the last 50 pounds still clung to her lower body and breasts like intertwined branches. Although, she couldn’t be too upset that she had an ass for the first time in her life.
“You’re always stunning.” He murmured and Tsireya rolled her eyes.
“Cop out answer.”
“How about I cop you out on the bed until you’re a sweaty mess that can’t walk?”
Tsireya opened her mouth then closed it. He leaned down to kiss her again, but she put a hand on his chest.
“Wait! Zoey.” She exclaimed before moving out of Lo’ak’s grasp to run out of the room to check on their daughter one last time.
Once she saw that Zoey was still asleep, she walked back into the room to see a naked Lo’ak with his clothes piled on the floor.
“Someone’s eager.” Reya smirked but was taken off guard when Lo’ak strided to her and grabbed her face to kiss her.
The kiss was full on undiluted lust and soon they were walking backwards until the back of Tsireya’s knees hit the bed frame. She expected them to fall but Lo’ak flipped her onto her front instead. He ran his hands down her semi-exposed back and she shivered in anticipation.
Next, his hands moved to her underwear that was slick with want. Slowly moving his thumb to rub her through her panties, she groaned when he felt wet fabric.
“Someone’s eager.” He teased.
“Just fuck me.”
“Your wish, my command.”
Pulling her underwear off, she was oblivious to where he flung them. All she could focus on was the head of his dick which was running up and down her pussy. Teasingly pressing into her core, he then ran the tip through her labia to her clit and back up. She would typically complain about him being too slow, but she was so sensitive and pent up after six months, she could feel herself reaching the edge.
He slowly pushed the tip inside and Tsireya groaned as she repeatedly clenched around nothing. Grabbing the comforter, she felt her toes curl as Lo’ak pulled out.
“Tsireya.”
“I don’t wanna hear it.” She panted, her heart still pounding from her climax.
“Okay.” He chuckled.
Instead of entering her, he resumed his teasing. Through her first orgasm, she still felt her core throb with each stroke of her clit. She was so close and all she needed was-
Lo’ak fully sheathed himself inside of her and she came again.
“Uh!” She groaned, feeling the familiar warmth spread through her body. Instead of pulling out, Lo’ak remained inside her warmth.
“Really?” Lo’ak asked, his voice playful.
“Mm.” Reya nodded, still euphoric from the dopamine rush.
Instead of teasing her more, Lo’ak leaned down to kiss her shoulder blade fondly before smacking her ass. She jolted but moaned, nonetheless.
“You like that, baby?” He cooed and hit her again, this time soothing where he hit her afterwards.
“Please.” Tsireya whined.
He knew exactly what she was asking for as he started moving in her. Too drunk on lust, he wasted no time before he was slamming into her with earnest. His hand occasionally came down on her right cheek, the sting of pain making Tsireya shudder as her head fell limp on the comforter.
“Fuck!” Tsireya cried out, pushing back against Lo’ak’s brutal pace. The sex hurt in the best way and she knew she’d be sore next day at work but she didn’t care. The thought of Lo’ak’s handprint on her ass because he loved it so much sent her over the edge for the third time that afternoon.
“Come on baby. You can give me one more.” Lo’ak coaxed and kept pushing his dick into Tsireya.
She whimpered against the thick sheet but doesn’t squirm away from the overstimulation. Instead, she welcomes it, groaning again when Lo’ak slaps her ass again. She felt like she was going to explode, like there was a propane tank in her engulfed in flames. Her breath quickened as she felt her fourth orgasm of the afternoon approaching and she feared it would be more intense than the first three.
A well-aimed thrust mixed with the sting of a recent blow made her cry out as she tensed up and lifted her legs so her knees were bent. Moving on from her ass, he moved his hand to lift her hips so he could hit that spot again and again and again until Tsireya felt delirious from pleasure.
“Lo’ak.” She cried and her orgasm exploded within her like a bomb. Clenching her eyes shut, she felt a sob erupt out of her as Lo’ak groaned above her and came.
Repeatedly saying how much she loved him, Lo’ak kept slowly thrusting into Tsireya as he bent down to press kisses on her back again and soothingly rubbed her right butt cheek.
When he caught his breath, he flipped her over so she was on her back to kiss her deeply.
“Put on a show and make it nasty
Desert Eagle in the backseat”
DESERT EAGLE 𖤓𓅃
𓇼paring:: lo'ak (human) x tsireya (human)
𓇼genre:: mature (explicit sexual content)
𓇼word count:: 1.9k
𓇼warnings:: 18+, aged-up characters, vaginal fingering, squirting, overstimulation (kinda), p in v penetration, m and f ejaculation.
“You know, I really enjoyed our date today.” Tsireya started.
“No problem, baby.” Lo’ak smiled, his focus still on his soft serve.
While she took another bite of her ice cream, she slowly lifted her sock covered foot and ran it up Lo’ak’s leg. He didn’t pay the traveling foot any mind until she forcefully pressed it against the apex of his jeans.
Lo’ak choked on his desert and turned to look at Tsireya who was leaning against the car door, looking at him with smoldering eyes.
“A man can’t eat his soft serve in peace?” He asked but she didn’t take his words to heart. Moments later, he threw his empty ice cream cup back into the bag it came in and grabbed her foot to drag her closer.
Both of her knees bent as her feet were planted between his thighs and at his hip, she opened her legs so he could see the underwear she wore just for him. He glanced down and looked back up at her with a raised eyebrow.
“That couldn’t have been comfortable to walk around in.” Lo’ak guessed and he was right. It was a thong with the itchy kind of lace that gave her a wedgie while walking through the botanical garden. It was still pretty though and with the slight octave change in Lo’ak’s voice, she knew he liked it too.
“Then make me wearing it worth it.” She challenged, matching his raised eyebrow with a small smirk.
“When do you have to be home again?”
“I’m all yours until eight.”
Lo’ak cocked his head, thought about it, then mounted Tsireya in the backseat of his car. He leaned into her and kissed her with enough passion to ignite a thousand flames, guiding her until her back was resting against the black leather seat.
Her ice cream forgotten, she blindly threw it towards the paper bag, not caring if she aimed wrong. She’d offer to pay for a cleaning even though Lo’ak would decline.
He tasted like coconut and Tsireya could smell the rose cologne he sprayed on his collarbones. It overwhelmed her how much she loved him, and she groaned primally. Almost instinctually, Lo’ak grinded down on the part of her that ached for him the most.
Lo’ak’s hands wandered and soon they were palming her breasts through her dress. She broke the kiss to reach for the zipper so she could take it off but suddenly her hands were held tightly above her head. Well, technically, they were on the console by the window but still above her head, nonetheless.
“Dress stays on.” He breathed and Tsireya nodded so he would kiss her again.
Clawing at the braids that were in a ponytail, she brought him closer only for him to swerve her lips to kiss her jaw. She pouted but he continued to kiss down her neck with a chuckle, ignoring Tsireya tugs upward.
“Be patient, bunny.”
“Fuck you.”
Lo’ak snorted, now kissing her chest.
“We just had sex last night.”
“Asshol—” Her insult was cut short with an exhale when he pulled her dress down and brought a nipple into his mouth. His hands tugged on the other one and Tsireya squirmed under his touch. When the one in his mouth was swollen and wet, he released it with a pop and switched to the other one.
Once both of her nipples were distended, he slowly kissed his way back up to her lips and pecked them.
“So now you’re quiet.” He smirked but Tsireya had no response. She only looked up at him, pupils dilated as her arms hung loosely around his neck.
“Pretty baby.” Lo’ak complimented before leaning down to kiss her again like he had all the time in the world.
Impatient, Tsireya shoved her hand into his jeans and grabbed his dick causing him to groan in her mouth and rut into her hand.
“Be patient, bunny.” She mocked against his lips and felt Lo’ak grunt.
“Not funny.” He murmured and moved his hands slowly down her body until they were at her underwear. “I know you’re dying to take these off.”
Still stroking his dick, he pulled her underwear off and flung them somewhere in the trunk. After, his fingers meet her center, and she bites her lip. Lo’ak groans and presses his fingers until they enter her.
She takes her hands out of his pants to wrap them around his neck to bring him closer to kiss her. Complying, they messily kiss as he curled his fingers and used his other hand to push down on her lower stomach. Quickening his pace, the sound of squelching filled the car as her mind went blank and a white ecstasy filled her from the bottom of her feet to the roots of her hair. She braced her foot against the window that was starting to perspire and hoarsely groaned as he continued to hit that spot.
She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to squeal but she heard nothing leaving her lips. His fingers were fast and hard, curled so they hit her G-spot repeatedly and roughly. Their kiss grew sloppier as her moans and whimpers got louder and Lo’ak drove his fingers into her harder.
Her orgasm came with a few more strokes and she felt out of control of her body as she arched off the car seat and squirted, wetting the leather seat, her dress and the front of Lo’ak’s jeans. Her body shook as she called out his name over and over, experiencing something that wrecked through her body.
“Fuck.” Tsireya whispered against her boyfriend’s lips as he slowly removed his fingers and pulled away from the kiss to taste her. Still breathing heavily, Tsireya didn’t have it in her to make a piss joke.
“You good, Reya?” Lo’ak asked and she nodded.
Leaning down to kiss her cheek, he then moved his hands to unbuckle his jeans and free his erection. Fumbling out of wet denim, he pressed back against Tsireya and unfolded her legs so they were braced against the car ceiling.
Her eyes were glassy, pupils wide, as her body was flushed red and her chest was still rising and falling quickly from her first orgasm. Tsireya’s swollen bottom lip is caught in her teeth and Lo’ak rubs her exposed thighs fondly.
Fuck, he loved her.
Licking his lips, he entered her and they both moan lowly. Tsireya feels her foot twitch where it was still pressed against the hard ceiling as Lo’ak pulls out until just the tip is in her to push deeply back into her. She knows she won’t last long like this, the coil getting tighter and tighter in her stomach as she listens to Lo’ak’s fast breaths and quiet moans above her, his thrusts speeding up.
“Cariño.” She mewls and grabs what she can reach of his skin. “Yes, yes, yes.”
He moves one hand from keeping her leg straight to her clit and her eyes shut as she cums on his dick. Instead of stopping, Lo’ak doubles his effort, now gripping her hips as he brought her to meet his thrust like she was a doll. She groans, overstimulated, and folds her legs closer to her chest.
Feeling his pace halt, Lo’ak lets out a deep moan and falls atop of Tsireya to press his face into the crook of her shoulders as he shudders.
Still deep inside of her, they both breathe heavily in the hot car and it’s then that Tsireya notices that the sun is setting. She’s tempted to take a photo of the warm colors that reflect on Lo’ak’s back, but she’s too spent to grab her phone. Instead, she wraps her arms around his neck and feels him snuggle closer into her sweaty collarbone.
“Can you breathe?” She murmurs and he nods, lifting himself up to press a kiss to her clavicle before pressing a kiss to her lips.
One kiss turned into three and soon they were shamelessly making out in the backseat of his car-again. Tsireya ditches her position under Lo’ak and is soon straddling his lap, impatiently unbuttoning his shirt until she could shrug it off his shoulders. He moves his fingers back to her center for foreplay, but she sinks down onto his dick instead.
“Fuck.” Lo’ak grunts but Tsireya ignores him, stuck in her own world.
She throws her head back when they find a rhythm and Lo’ak tightens his grip on her hips as he moves up to meet her with every thrust. Both chase their release as they meet haphazardly in the middle when Tsireya starts to roll her hips. He keeps his hands on her hips, keeping the flare of her dress tightly grasped in his hands to keep from coming undone when she moans loudly.
He’s grunting and she’s chanting his name until she slaps the perspired window when she breaks apart in his arms. Close behind, he meets her for one more sloppy thrust before he cums. Tsireya leans her head in the crook of his neck for a couple of breaths before she’s sitting upright and wrapping her arms around his neck again, sated.
“I love you.” She whispers and Lo’ak smiles.
“Love you too.” Gently smacking her ass, he lifts her off his lap causing his flaccid dick to fall onto his thighs. “But, unfortunately, it’s time to take you home.”
“I don’t wanna go home right now.” Tsireya pouts and he chuckles.
“We also don’t want your dad shooting me.” Kissing her cheek, he pulled his pants back up and buttons his shirt before sitting up to look for her underwear in the trunk. Tsireya sat crisscrossed until he suddenly held a black thong in Tsireya’s face with a victorious smile. “Found it.”
Blushing, despite what they had just done in the backseat of his car, she snatched the thong from his hands before shimming them on and fixing the top of her dress. Tying back on her converse, she noticed the mess of ice cream by Lo’ak’s foot.
“I’m sorry about ruining your car.” She apologizes and Lo’ak looks down as if he’s just noticing the mess.
“Oh, that? Don’t worry about it.”
“Are you sure? I can pay for it.”
Lo’ak scoffs with a smile and opens the car door for them to get out and back into the front seats.
The ride back was filled with comfortable silence until Lo’ak pulled into the driveway of her house. Before she could open the door, Lo’ak got out of the driver’s seat and jogged to the passenger side to open it.
Jumping out of the passenger seat, she barely made it two steps before Lo’ak slapped her ass and grabbed it while leaning down to place an open-mouthed kiss on her throat.
“Love you.” He murmured before letting her go and giving her a more age-appropriate peck on the lips.
She giggled and called out ‘I love you too’ as she made her way to the front doors of her house, and he got back into his car.
When she got to the front door, Ao’nung was waiting for her with an expression of disgust.
“Could you two be even more obvious?” He pretended to gag as Tsireya walked through the door. “You smell like him too and sweat.”
“Mind the business that pays you brother.” Tsireya patted his chest and walked up the stairs, giddy.
