summary: you canât help but become possessive over soâlek when people still think they can have him, even when heâs bonded to you!
warnings: lowercase intended! smut! slight crack in a way. exhibitionism! caught in the act! p in v sex. slight choking if you squint. a bit of hothead reader which leads to an argument. mentions of younger reader but no minors! threatening people. thereâs some fluff in here too! umm really just reader being possessive over soâlek! let me know if i missed anything!
a/n: ummm period brain really possessed me to write this, yk? these are really just head canons! i think? idk yâall i just started writing đ on a truthful note i stay maladaptive daydreaming about soâlek so this time i wrote it đ okiii thatâs all! i love yâall!! i hope yâall enjoy!! credits to the owners of the pictures! dividers from @/diviniyae
imagine being with soâlek and letâs just say reader is a bit on the younger side but also realll possessive! nothing too crazy just soâlek being an older gentleman (which in my opinion he is)
okay anyway letâs say the sarentu/resistance are in the upper plains with the zeswa just partying, right? iâm thinking of a group of older zeswa women around soâlekâs age just trying to downplay the fact that soâlek is in love! him and reader have already bonded before eywa, done the proper courting rituals, and he even gave her a part of his camp just all of the romantic and genuine actions.
but of course the women are a bit saltyyy, i mean i would be too if soâlek wasnât mine lmaoo but! reader is known for being a bit of a hothead and you overhear this conversation of âsoâlek can do better/she is too young for him.â âoh? are you saying you are a better mate than her?â the woman laughs âi am not saying it but i am not denying it eitherâ and you are trying your bestttt to just ignore it! youâre with the zeswa and the sarentu trying to enjoy the evening but you canât.
cue you getting up about to walk over, placing a hand on soâlekâs shoulder and saying, âi will be back shortly.â and soâlek immediately clocks it, grabbing your wrist to keep you there, âwhere are you going?â you shakes your head, âi will be right back, do not worry.â âyawntu, leave it.â you shoot him a look and he KNOWS heâs not going to win this. also cue the other sarentu watching this like teylan nervously shifting back and forth. riânela wanting to step in but knowing her friend and tamtey reading the situation trying to see how much damage control theyâll need to do.
you walk up to the group of women calling them out, âwhy must me and my mate be the topic of your conversation?â they tense of course not expecting to be called out and the one whoâs been talking the most speaks, âwell, we just know that an older woman suits him best.â âoh? so you know him best? is that right? what does he like to eat when it is raining? what is his favorite weapon to use when fighting against the sky people? what is his favorite color? what about his bonded? what DO you know?â sheâs stunned, scrambling, so you step closer. you can feel the entire camp shift, how the people still. no one dance-fighting or drinking zangke and no more telling stories.
âyou know nothing. i know the places he frequents the most, which dishes remind him of his clan, his favorite weather, when he likes to hunt, his favorite animal. these are just a few, i can continue but i will not. this proves that you know nothing. me and soâlek are mated, in the eyes of the people and before the great mother. she is the reason i have the strength to not strike you where you stand. speak of my husband again and you will know true pain.â
sheâs taken aback, mouth gaping and not really knowing what to say. you feel a soft/warm touch to your lower back, you take a deep breath knowing itâs soâlek. âyawntu.â you give him a small hum as he gently pulls you back. you take in a deep breath and say, âenjoy the rest of your night. make sure you thank the great mother a bit more tonight, she will not save you next time.â you turn away from the group with soâlek right behind you and you both make it back to the others.
tamtey is on the verge of tears trying to hold back their laughter and you see teylan visibly relax. the rest of the camp takes a minute to get back into the swing of things before the atmosphere shifts back to normal. you lay your head on soâlekâs shoulder and he rubs your arm. silently thanking you for not hurting anyone (đ) and the rest of the night goes beautifully! no more chitter chatter about your man!
but i canât leave it off thereeee, follow me đ
sooo letâs say a couple of days go by and soâlek thinks that youâre over the whole ordeal. you ask him after patrol if he would fly with you to the upper plains. he gets suspicious but you tell him that you want to ride paâli with him. he still eyes you but says yes! (yay!) you two make it to the upper plains and run around until you find some dire horses to ride. you bait him into a competition and he wins (of course he does). you bring him to a clearing, the night sky being a beauty and you two sit by each other to watch the view.
you share a sweet conversation on how you love how things are between you, here girl let me let you say it, âi am so glad to be here with you. who would have known on that fateful day that we would be here, together. i know i can put you in tough situations and i am sorry but my heart is so full of love for you, soâlek i canât imagine anyone else feeling the same way i do.â âyawntu, do not say that. yes, they may be tough but i would not want it any other way. i want you. i want to be apart of you forever, as i am now. my days used to be filled with rage but now i can breathe and you brought that out of me. the thought of you calms me and that is a feeling i would not trade for anything.â you both smile at each other before leaning in to kiss.
it starts off sweet and romantic! but soon the kisses take a turn. you push your tongue into his mouth and it takes him by surprise (a good surprise) and he grabs at you. successfully pulling you into his lap as his hands rub along your back before settling in your waist. he pushes his hips up against yours and you feel your eyes begin to roll into the back of your head. you break the kiss to let out a soft moan and he grins at your reaction. you glance at him before smashing your lips against his, he groans into the kiss. you break it again and watch him chase your lips before laughing softly. ânot so fun is it?â you tease lightly. he responds by gripping your tail, squeezing it just a little at the base and your back arches into him.
you let out a delightful moan and you hide your face in his neck. you both enter a cadence, grinding into each other. you begin to suck along his neck, knowing itâs a weakness of his. leaving marks and little bites along your way, he leans his head back and you see him begin to breathe heavy. he squeezes your hips a few times, âyawne, please.â letting out a small hum you respond, âwhat is it?â he doesnât say anything just takes deep labored breaths so you stop your movements, lifting your head. he lets out a sound of disapproval. âwhat? i thought you wanted me to stop, ma soâlek? is that not what you want?â he lets out a chuckle before locking eyes with you, âyou know that is not it.â he tilts his head at you, (sorry guys jake possessed me here), âbond with me. i want to experience tsaheylu with you again.â you smile and nod your head, bringing your kuru towards him but he shakes his head. âno. i must hear you say it.â
that sends a shiver down your spine, you swallow before speaking, âo-okay. yes soâlek, i want to feel you too through tsaheylu.â he grabs his kuru and you both make the bond and you feel so many overwhelming emotions at once. love, gratitude, desire, vulnerability. everything. this sparks the makeout session further and you both are completely fine with it. your hands run all over his body, his chest, his arms (YUMMY), his stomach, his waist, his shoulders; you canât help yourself. he does the same to you, even taking some time to break the kiss to place love bites on your chest and leading them to your breast. you can feel the tension getting higher and higher but then you hear the soft sound of footsteps⊠perfect.
remember how soâlek was suspicious earlier? well, he was right. now donât get me wrong, you still wanted to enjoy a night with him but you have to stake your claim and what better way to do it is to show it? the place you picked aligns with that womanâs patrol schedule. you can hear her abruptly stop in her tracks, what did that one zeswa say? âyou must be still to read the plains.â oh youâre still alright. to make sure soâlek doesnât notice you go back to kissing his neck. he lets out a groan and you move your hips a bit faster now. soâlek places a hand on the side of your neck, tilting your head to him. âyou think i do not know, yawne? did you forget we are in tsaheylu?â shit. you did.
you scramble to say something, an apology quick on your lips but he stops you. âno, you will keep going. you want to prove your point, yes? then do it.â that lights something in you, maybe itâs the fact that you have an audience or soâlek really knows the right things to say. you let out a small whine and you move with a purpose. you slide your hand under his tewng, grabbing his dick before sliding down. your chest heaves and you let out a punched moan. once youâre comfortable you kiss him sloppily, feeling pleasure everywhere. he doesnât stop you, he helps by moving your hips faster allowing you to reach a speed you couldnât accomplish on your own.
âyou like this, huh? showing others that i am yours? knowing she is watching us.â you moan even louder and nod your head, ây-yes! so much, oh my-, so much soâlek! please yawne please!â he chuckles, âpretty thing. so lost that you donât even know that she left already but that doesnât matter to you, huh? you made your point, right?â you shake your head again, placing your hands on soâlekâs shoulders as you begin to move your hips back and forth. âgood.â he sits up so youâre chest to chest and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you in a bear hug. he leans his head down to whisper in your ear, âi like it too, yawne. i love when you get possessive over me. i love what comes after it, this side of you. so hungry but only for me. for your husband.â you let out a whine thatâs a borderline sob into his neck, agreeing with his words.
ây-yawne, i am close! please soâlek, baby please!â he groans and nods his head, âi am r-right there with you, yawne. let go for me, for your mate.â your hips begin to stutter as you reach your peak. you wrap your arms around him, your hands finding solace in his back. your body tensing and relaxing in shivers. you hear soâlek growl before he releases and he holds you tighter. he lets out soft grunts as he begins to come back down. you nuzzle your cheek against his jawline and you can hear him purr softly. he places a gentle kiss on the crown of your head before he rubs his cheek across yours; you both effectively scent each other.
âwell that was something, huh?â you say a bit shyly before giggling. he hums, âdo not think you have gotten away with your scheme.â âhey! it was not a scheme! just a well thought out plan!â he just stares at you with a deadpan expression before breaking and laughing. âwhatever you say, yawne. you have scarred the poor woman.â you smack your lips, âso? she deserves it. and do not speak of other women when you are inside me.â he kisses you, âof course, sevin.â you both relax there before soâlek decides its best to head back to camp. you try to convince him to sleep in the clearing but he thinks scarring one person is enough (LMAOAOAO SORRY SORRY). to sweeten the deal he flies back with you on ĂŹley and you both make it back in no time. still giving you both enough time to wash up and sleep.
once youâre both in the hammock he holds you tightly as you both fall asleep, whispering sweet nothings to each other before letting sleep overtake you both.
and what if i say i spontaneously wrote a little something something for soâlek for the past hour and a half instead of sleeping on time for work tomorrow? đ
once i proofread it, iâll post it! pinky promise! iâm still writing that jake story i gotta get back in that mood and once itâs done iâll post it!
i restarted the skybreaker dlc and i got a few pictures! one of my favs is the last one! riânela telling stories to the kids just brought tears to my eyes! i canât believe i didnât notice it before!
so iâve been thinking, you know how itâs implied that in the movies everyone is speaking naâvi, and we hear it in english because jake understands it now? yes? okay!
so iâm thinking what if this is kind of the same with tamtey, obviously soâlek and other naâvi have learned english but you know with growing up in tap they probably werenât able to speak in naâvi.
so when tamtey gets out and sheâs around other naâvi sheâs trying her best to keep up with the conversations but sheâs struggling, of course soâlek notices, so every now and then heâll tap her shoulder or brush against her arm and whisper whatever she needs translated into english.
just imagine her face lighting up and a bright smile directed to soâlek as a thank you! i just find this so sweet!
iâm also remembering the scene from secret of the spires when sheâs talking to zat, (the keâawa kameâtire cook), and he mentions the blade-wing moth and he gets a little frustrated when she says blade-wing moth and not reyknap! please tell me yâall see the vision đ
AH i've been sitting on this one debating whether or not to post it - this is purely smut, that's it, no plot. i've never written smut before nor posted it on here AH - go easy on me, lmk what you think
this was inspired entirely by this post by @crovvhaven; they create such beautiful artwork go check them out pls
i am not tagging anyone that's on my current taglist bc idk if you wanna be tagged in smut? like what if i tagged you and you don't wanna be tagged in smut? i do not wanna be disrespectful - but also lmk if you wanna be tagged in any smut fics
The air in Solek's cave was thick and warm, smelling of damp stone, sweet herbs, and the wild, clean scent of the high mountains beyond the waterfall entrance. Perched as you were on his powerful thighs, facing him, the low, flickering light of the firepit painted patterns across the blue expanse of his skin. Your own body, plush and yielding, felt a delicious heaviness against the firm muscle beneath you. You felt safe here, cradled in his embrace, the world of the Sky People's poison and the RDA's violence a distant, buzzing noise.
His long, elegant fingers were carding through your hair, a gesture that usually soothed you completely, but tonight there was a restless energy humming beneath your skin. A slight tremor ran through you, a shiver that had nothing to do with the mountain chill.
"Shhh, sevin," he murmured, his deep voice a gentle rumble in his chest. "Your thoughts are loud tonight."
He shifted one of those hands from your hair, tracing the line of your spine down, down, until his palm settled over the thick, muscular base of your tail where it emerged from your lower back. He began to rub in slow, firm circles. It wasn't a new gesture. He often did this, a grounding pressure meant to ease your anxieties, to anchor you to him and to the solid stone of your shared home.
But tonight⊠Eywa, tonight was different.
His thumb found that sensitive patch of skin just above where the vertebrae began, pressing and stroking with a maddening precision. A jolt, sharp and electric, shot straight through you. It bypassed your thoughts, your lungs, your heart, and landed like a lightning strike directly at the nexus of pleasure between your thighs. Your cunt clenched, a sudden, hard pulse that made you gasp and cant your hips forward against him.
"Ah!" The sound was small, broken.
Solek stilled, his head tilting. "Did I hurt you?"
You shook your head, unable to form words, the feeling still echoing through you. It was like he'd flicked a switch inside you you hadn't known existed. Your ears were flat against your skull, your breath coming in short pants. You could feel a distinct, slick heat blooming beneath your loincloth.
"Then⊠what is it?" He watched you, his golden eyes narrowed with concentration. He brought his other hand up, capturing his kuru, then gently coaxing your own into the open. He brought the delicate nerve bundles together, and the world sharpened instantly, the connection between you flooding with your confusion and a startling, burgeoning pleasure. He felt it, you knew he did. His ears flicked, a small tell.
Experimentally, he stroked your tail again. This time, he dragged his knuckles slowly down a few inches from the base, following the curve. The sensation was exquisite. A deep, rolling wave of heat washed over you, and your body answered in earnest. Your inner walls fluttered, your clit throbbing in tandem with the movement of his hand on your tail. You were perched directly over the ridge of his own loincloth, and you felt a definite, interested twitch from the cock housed within.
A slow, knowing smile spread across Solek's face. "Ah," he breathed, the sound a mix of surprise and delight. "I see."
His grip on your hip tightened, holding you steady as he began to move you. It wasn't a forceful thrust, but a slow, deliberate grind. He used the strength in his arms to guide your hips, rocking your clothed mound against the hard length of him. The friction was delicious, a maddening tease that did little to quell the fire he'd stoked.
His other hand, the one on your tail, never stopped its work. He was learning you, mapping your responses with a hunter's focus. He found another spot, a little lower than the last, and stroked there. The jolt was even more intense. A soft whimper escaped your lips, your head falling back as your fingers dug into his shoulders.
"Right there?" he rumbled, the vibration of his words traveling through your entire body.
You could only nod, your hips bucking against him, seeking more pressure, more friction, more of him. Your slick was soaking through the thin fabric now, making the glide against him impossibly smooth.
He obliged, pressing you down harder as he rolled his own hips up to meet yours. The combined pressure on your clit and the incessant, perfect stroking of your tail were too much. The coil in your belly wound tighter, tighter, your entire being focused on those two points of contact. His breathing was harsh now too, his pupils blown wide with a dark, hungry light as he watched you come undone.
"That's it," he urged, his voice low and rough. "Let go for me, yawne. Let me feel it."
And you did. Your orgasm crashed through you with the force of a flash flood. You cried out, a raw, unrestrained sound of pure bliss that echoed in the stone chamber. Your body convulsed, your inner walls clenching in rhythmic waves as pleasure flooded every nerve ending. Through your connected kuru, you felt a wave of his own satisfaction, a dark, possessive pride that he could unravel you so completely.
As the tremors began to subside, you slumped against him, boneless and panting. But he wasn't done. His hand on your tail slowed, becoming a gentle, petting caress, but it still sent little aftershocks of pleasure through you. His other hand moved to the tie of your loincloth, tugging it free with practiced ease. He did the same with his own, and the hard, heated length of his cock sprang free to press against your slick, sensitive folds.
He was big, beautifully so, and the feel of him against you was enough to stoke the embers of your arousal back into a roaring flame.
"I need to be inside you," he growled, the words both a statement and a question.
"Yes," you breathed, lifting your head to meet his gaze. "Please, Solek. Now."
He needed no further encouragement. With one hand guiding the thick head of his cock, and the other still resting proprietorially on the base of your tail, he slowly, deliberately, began to lower you onto him. The stretch was divine, a burn that melted into pure pleasure as he filled you inch by incredible inch. You were so wet, so ready for him, that he slid home until he was seated to the hilt.
You both groaned at the sheer perfection of the connection. Full. You were so impossibly, wonderfully full.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to him, your bodies fused. Then, Solek began to move again. That slow, grinding rock of his hips started up once more, but this time there was no frustrating fabric between you. His cock dragged against your sensitive walls with every movement, and the pressure on your clit was direct and intoxicating.
His hand on your tail began its magic again, stroking and rubbing in that perfect, maddening rhythm that was synced to the roll of his hips. The dual stimulation was almost too much to bear. Every upward stroke of his hand was met with a downward thrust of his hips, and every drag of his cock out of you was paired with a teasing caress along the sensitive length of your tail.
You found your own rhythm, lifting yourself up and then sinking back down, taking him deep. His free hand moved to your ass, gripping the soft flesh there, helping you ride him. The sounds of your union filled the cave. The wet slap of skin on skin, your shared gasps and moans, the crackle of the fire.
Your pleasure was building again, faster this time, higher. You could feel his own climax approaching, too, through the frantic pulse of your tswin and the way his thrusts became deeper, more urgent. His grip on your tail tightened, his strokes becoming firmer, more demanding.
"Solek!" you cried, your body arching.
"Come with me," he commanded, his voice a strained snarl of pure need. He surged up, meeting your downward plunge, and his thumb found a particularly sensitive spot on your tail, pressing hard.
That was all it took. Your vision went white as your second orgasm tore through you, even more powerful than the first. Your body clamped down on him, your inner walls milking his cock as you screamed his name to the uncaring stone. You felt him follow you over the edge with a guttural roar, his hips bucking wildly as he spilled himself deep inside you, the heat of his release flooding you.
The pleasure was blinding, all-consuming, a supernova that erased everything but the feel of him and the explosive sensation in your tail.
When the last shuddering wave finally receded, all the strength left your body. You went limp, collapsing forward onto his broad, sweaty chest. His arms came around you immediately, holding you close as you both fought to catch your breath. Your face was buried in the crook of his neck, and you could feel the frantic pounding of his heart against your cheek.
Solek's chest heaved beneath you, a warm, solid anchor in the aftermath of your shared storm. For long moments, the only sounds in the cave were the crackle of the fire and your mingled, ragged breaths slowly evening out. You were a dead weight atop him, your body replete, your muscles liquid. His cock still nestled inside you, a gentle, warm presence.
His hand, which had been the instrument of your delicious undoing, now rested on your back, a comforting weight. But he couldn't seem to leave your tail alone. He began a slow, lazy stroking from base to tip, a possessive, tender gesture. Even now, softened and sated as you were, it sent gentle, pleasant tremors through you, little echoes of the seismic pleasure you'd just experienced.
He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, his lips warm against your skin. "Tired, my little storm?" he rumbled, the vibration of his deep voice a soothing balm.
You made a wordless sound of agreement, nuzzling deeper into him. The scent of him, clean mountain air, exertion, and something uniquely Solek, filled your senses.
A low chuckle rumbled through his chest. "Good." He shifted slightly, the movement causing him to shift within you, drawing a soft, involuntary sigh from your lips. "You were loud tonight. I think the banshees on the next peak heard you."
Heat flooded your cheeks, but you lacked the energy to even lift your head to glare at him. You just pinched the skin on his side lightly, a gesture he answered with another deep, rumbling laugh.
"I like it," he murmured, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. "I like knowing I can make you scream." He punctuated the words with another firm, proprietary stroke of your tail. "And I like this." His fingers traced the curve of your tail, mapping it as if memorizing a treasure map. "I did not know..."
He trailed off, but you knew what he meant. Neither of you had. This new pathway to pleasure, this direct line from your tail to your core, was a discovery, a secret just for the two of you.
"Mine," he breathed, the word a soft, possessive growl against your hair. His arms tightened around you, pulling you impossibly closer. You were enveloped by him, surrounded by his strength and the lingering scent of your lovemaking. Sleep began to tug at the edges of your consciousness, a heavy, welcome blanket.
He shifted again, carefully this time, rolling you both onto your sides without breaking your connection. You ended up nestled against him, your chest to his chest, one of his arms slung over your waist to hold you close. Your leg draped over his, and your tail curled to rest over his hip. His other hand continued its slow, mesmerizing petting of your tail, a rhythmic, hypnotic motion.
You lay there in the warm, flickering firelight, the cave quiet and safe around you. The wild energy had been spent, replaced by a deep, abiding contentment. His breath was a steady rhythm against your chest, his heartbeat a constant, reassuring thrum in your ear.
basically jake putting reader in a headlock! letâs sayyy reader is having a conversation with her friends, right? and they get on the topic of sex and when hearing her friendsâ stories sheâs like âdamn jake isnât rough with meâ and she starts thinking like âmaybe iâm lacking for jake not to handle me that wayâ so she tries different scenarios ig? like trying to piss him off on purpose or make him jealous
and and WOOO STAY WIMME
so jake is like âdamn. am i tweaking??â he sees you as the best thing in his life so he doesnât want to be rough with you, not realizing thatâs what you want (sorry guys i love a nice miscommunication trope) and letâs say you two finally sit down and talk about it and jake is like âomg?? you fr??? on eywa??â and tension just builds and builds and he eventually puts you into a headlock <3
straight drool coming out of your mouth no thoughts in your head besides jake and you both are just in blissâŠ.
sigh, just thinking about soâlekâs waist like why is it so slutty?? when i see it, it throws me for a loop and i HAVE to stop and appreciate?? itâll be a dishonor not to!
and he makes it NO BETTER when heâs wearing the red string? cloth? waist wrap?
I GO FERAL, SOâLEK YOU KNOW WHAT YOUâRE DOING
pictures from pinterest! credits to the owners! i was too lazy to take my own lmaoo
basically jake putting reader in a headlock! letâs sayyy reader is having a conversation with her friends, right? and they get on the topic of sex and when hearing her friendsâ stories sheâs like âdamn jake isnât rough with meâ and she starts thinking like âmaybe iâm lacking for jake not to handle me that wayâ so she tries different scenarios ig? like trying to piss him off on purpose or make him jealous
and and WOOO STAY WIMME
so jake is like âdamn. am i tweaking??â he sees you as the best thing in his life so he doesnât want to be rough with you, not realizing thatâs what you want (sorry guys i love a nice miscommunication trope) and letâs say you two finally sit down and talk about it and jake is like âomg?? you fr??? on eywa??â and tension just builds and builds and he eventually puts you into a headlock <3
straight drool coming out of your mouth no thoughts in your head besides jake and you both are just in blissâŠ.
just wanted to show that i incorporate avatar into everything đ
i love how ronal has maternal and tsireya, (i nicknamed her reya) has her same traits âčïž i also love that the boovars (the top two!) can collect fish, similar to the metkayina
of course i miss my girl trudy đ
and i decided on teli because telisi has a similar color pattern to the horse đ
âàż: eiffel tower position with jake and tsu'tey?!
cw: lower caps, smut, p in v, oral (m receiving), eiffel tower, threesome
you arenât sure how you ended up in this position. naked, in the middle of the forest at night, sandwiched between none other than toruk makto and the oloâeyktan of your clan.
what you did know was that you werenât complaining.
jakeâs hands press firmly into your hips as he guides you into positionâ your torso bent forward, ass raised high, legs spread just enough. tsuâtey steps in front of you, his eyes locked on yours, dark with hunger. âshhhâŠâ
you immediately notice the bulge straining against the fabric of tsuâteys loincloth, and you bring your hand up to give it a good squeeze.
tsuâtey inhales sharply as you grip him through his loincloth, his eyes rolling back slightly. meanwhile, jake positions himself behind you, running his hands over your hips before spreading you open. âhold onto tsuâtey.â jake commands, his voice deep and authoritative.
you placed your hands on tsuâteys thighs, holding on tightly.
tsuâtey watches you intently, his jaw clenching as jake slowly pushes inside you from behind, making the both of you moan loudly. heâs big, filling you up completely. tsuâtey reaches down, gently tilting your chin up towards him. âlook at me.â
you meet tsuâteys eyes, gripping onto his thighs as jake starts to move.
he sets a steady rhythm, thrusting deeply into your pussy while you face tsuâtey. each thrust makes your body move forward slightly, pushing you against tsuâteys bulge. âfuck, she feels so good...â jake grunts behind you.
tsu'tey lets out a strained groan as you suddenly lean forward and nuzzle your face against his erection, his hands coming down to rest on your head.
he watches as you hook your fingers into the ties of his loincloth, making quick work to undo the fabric. tsuâtey lets you, his cock springing free and slapping against your cheek. jake watches over your shoulder as you begin to explore his length with your hand.
tsuâteys eyes are pools of desire as he watches you stroke him, his hips twitching forward slightly. heâs bigâ even bigger than jake. he reaches down and grabs your wrist, stopping you. âput it in your mouth.â he orders, his voice low and commanding.
you dont hesitate. you eagerly take his cock into you mouth, placing your hands on his thighs to steady yourself as jake continues fucking you from behind.
he watches as you suck tsuâteys cock, your mouth stretched wide around him, the sight making him thrust even harder into your pussy. âholy shit...â jake mutters.
your grip on tsuâteys thighs is almost bruising as he starts to thrust into your mouth, his hands gripping your hair tightly. jake matches his pace, fucking you hard from behind as you're sandwiched between them. the area fills with the sounds of wet flesh slapping against flesh along with their grunts and moans.
jake leans forward, wrapping an arm around your waist and lifting you slightly to change the angle of his thrusts. his hands grip your hips tightly, fingers digging into your flesh as he pounds into you.
tsuâtey hits the back of your throat with each thrust, his cock swelling in your mouth. theyâre both closeâ you can feel it in their movements and the way they're breathing heavily.
you moan around tsuâteys cock, making his eyes roll back in his head, the vibration sending shivers down his spine. jake groans behind you, feeling your pussy clench around his dick as you suck tsuâtey harder. âhaah-shit, im gonna come...â
jakes words only spurred you on. you wanted them to come. wanted them to fill you completely.
tsuâteys hips jerk forward sharply as he releases, moaning loudly as his cum fills your mouth. you swallow every drop, moaning around his cock. jakeâs grip on your hips tightens painfully as he slams into you one last time and releases deep inside your pussy with a loud groan.
after a moment, tsu'tey pulls out of your mouth, his softening dick hanging heavily between his legs as he allows you to catch your breath.
jake stays buried inside you, his forehead resting against your back as he comes down from his high. after a few moments, he gently pulls out, leaving you dripping with his cum.
you stand back up slowly, your back aching slightly from being bent over.
jake runs a gentle hand over your back, soothing the sore muscles. âeasy there...â he murmurs, his thumb brushing against your spine. tsuâtey watches you stand, his eyes lingering on your body appreciatively.
without warning, jake and tsuâtey switch places. tsuâtey moves behind you, replacing jakeâs position. he wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you slightly. jake steps forward, positioning himself in front of you, their bodies moving fluidly as they prepare for another round.
