Pairing: Ao’nung x Metkayina! Reader x Neteyam
Synopsis: caught between someone you can’t let go of… and someone who you never expected. One still holds a piece of your heart. The other makes you feel something new. And you? You’re about to realize just how complicated love can get.
Contents: explicit smut, p in v, love triangle, jealousy, displays of dominance, mild angst , toxic relationship, fluff, slow burn, cussing, arguments, teasing
Note: hi my babiesss!! Im back with another storyyy! This took me almost a week to figure out omlll but i finally got it together! This will have 2 parts and i will post part 2 in just a few dayssss!! Also im sooo sorry if its a bit long or messy in some parts :( Anywayyyy i hope you guys enjoy thisss chaoticc little love story lol 🩵
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The day the outsiders arrived, you weren’t very curious.
You had heard people talking about it in passing, whispers carrying between the clan—but you figured you’d find out eventually. It wasn’t important.
“Let’s go see the visitors!” She excitedly tells you.
You don’t even look up at first.
“y/n,” she tries again. “Please come with me. I really want to meet new people.”
“This totally isn’t because one of them is super hot.”she giggles immediately after, like she can’t even take herself seriously.
That’s what makes you glance up.
The kind that says you don’t believe her for a second.
You go back to gathering the last herbs in your hand “Tsireya, they are outsiders im sure they wont even be here long.” You sighed, brushing dirt from your fingers.
“And I need to finish collecting these for your mother. I’m not interested in seeing this “hot” guy you’re suddenly obsessed with right now.”
She crouches next to you, her bright blue eyes widened, full of mischief. She grabs your hand… “Just for a moment,” she pleaded, voice softening but teasing all at once. “Cute guy… also has a cute brother~
You look at her—really look at her. You exhale from your nose dramatically “fine. A few minutes. Then I’m leaving.”
Tsireya squealed, grabbing your wrist and pulling you away before you could change your mind.
When you start approaching the crowd your chest tightens—
Your steps slow just slightly, like your body is trying to figure something out before you do.
Voices carry across the shore. Laughter, overlapping conversations mixed with the rhythm of the waves. Everything should feel normal
You notice her and the younger forest boy greet each other with a shy smile. Watching him visibly get nervous.
She leaned close, whispering urgently, “His brother is right there.”
Tall. broad. From the forest in every way your home wasn’t.
His presence alone felt different. He was grounded. Confident. The sunlight caught his eyes just right —green mixing with gold—and you felt it, the unmistakable pull…
His eyes found yours almost instantly.
Tsireya nudged your side. “See? Told you. Cute and mysterious.” She giggled, practically jumping from excitement.
For a moment everything stilled.
The voice came from behind you, laced with amusement. Annoyingly familiar.
The one who made you do all the wrong things. The one you’d sneak around with even after you two broke up. The one who was just bending you over, fucking you last week.
Your relationship with Ao’nung had’nt always been… complicated. You’d dated a year ago—real, intense, easy, —before it turned toxic and ended. At least tahts what you told yourselves…
Because just two months ago,somehow, you found your way back to each other. Not officially. Not like before.
But sneaking around, kissing, touching in ways no one else could. The jealousy lingered, the arguments continued—but somehow, you still craved his presence.
He stood just behind your shoulder, arms crossed, expression unreadable except for that slight smirk to his lips that drove you crazy.
“Didn’t think you cared this much about visitors,” he added.
“I don’t,” you replied quickly, turning back toward the group. Too quickly.
“Mm right.” He said, his gaze toward the forest boy for a second before landing back on you. “Could’ve fooled me.”
Your jaw tightened slightly. “Don’t you have something better to do?”
Before you could say anything else—
“Tsireya,” he called. “Father is asking for you.”
Then, after a brief pause, his eyes going back to you.
The three of you start making your through the crowd to the center where Tonowari stands talking to Jake sully and his wife Neytiri.
You didn’t miss the way Ronal lingered nearby, her expression tight with disapproval. Still, she said nothing but her gaze said enough.
“Jake sully and his family will be staying with us. We must teach them our ways.”
Tonowari gestures for the three of you to stand next to him
“My son ao’nung, my daughter tsireya will show your children what to do. And this is y/n , not my daughter but she will also assist them.” He gives you a reassuring look.
Ao’nung—now visibly annoyed is quick to respond
“It is decided.” Tonowari sharply says to him.
Once it was settled , everyone begins going back to what they’ve been doing. While Tsireya eagerly starts walking the Sully’s around the village.
Before they leave the forest boy—the taller one gives you one last glance.
Your breath caught before he was gone.
You didn’t realize you were still watching him walk away until—
“Seriously?” A quiet scoff leaving ao’nungs mouth.
Ao’nung stands there, one brow raised, looking down at you.
“Nothing, just… you’re staring.” He said almost questioning .
You rolled your eyes immediately, turning away from him. “I wasn’t staring.”
“Right.” he muttered, unconvinced.
You turn towards him, this time miredaring “are you jealous?”
He scoffs. “Jealous of that forest freak? Definitely not. I know what’s mine.”
Before you could bite back, Tonowari’s voice cut in.
You both straightened slightly, attention immediately back to him.
“There is more to discuss. Follow me.”
Ao’nung stepped foward without another word, you follwed behind.
Your mind still lingers. And not just the arrival of the outsiders but of him. On the quiet steadiness in his gaze…
Later that night, the cool breeze hums through the air, brushing against your skin, as you sit beside Tsireya—too caught up in your thoughts to fully pay attention while she eagerly tells you the names of the children, her attention mostly dwelling on Lo’ak .
“So there’s Tuk, Lo’ak~, Kiri, and then the oldest… Neteyam,” she said.
The name lingered in your mind longer than it should have. You didn’t know why it caught you off guard—or maybe you did.
“The whole family is very sweet, and Lo’ak is such a tease—hello? y/n, are you even listening to me?”
“Yeah, sorry. Just tired,” you said.
She tilted her head, her expression chnged to a teasing way that made you laugh. “Mm-hmm. tired, huh? Or just still thinking about my brother?”
you stiffened. “…Excuse me?”
“Oh, come on,” she said, nudging you lightly. “I know you’re not over each other. Everyone knows”
Your cheeks heat up “I’m not—”
“—still hung up?” she cut in before you could finish. “Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that. But honestly, y/n, you need to stop acting like he’s the only boy in the reef for you. Maybe you should pay a little attention to Neteyam—he seems better for you.”
You swallowed, your heart stuttering.
Tsireya had no idea. Not a clue that you and Ao’nung were still sneaking around. It made her teasing harder to handle.
You rolled your eyes, letting out a defeated sigh. “Fine. Fine. I’ll think about it.”
“Good!” she said, clapping happily.
“ tomorrow, we teach the Sullys. Don’t get distracted by the new heartthrobs—or your ex boyfriend.”
you let out a quiet sigh, shaking your head at yourself. Definitely.
The moment you head to your marui, everything feels quieter. You can only hear the distant waves crashing against the shore.
As you walk along further, you spot Ao’nung outside, talking to a girl—they’re close, too close. Their bodies are close together, voices low. It’s something that made your stomach hurt. Making your whole world tilt.
And before either of them can notice you, you turn—quickly—and head in the opposite direction.
Your steps carry you farther than you meant to go, until the soft sand gives way to the shoreline. The water laps gently at the edge, glowing faintly as you lower yourself to sit on the rocks.
For a while, you stare at the ocean stretching endlessly in front of you.
Breathe. Relax y/n, you tell yourself
But your mind refuses to stay quiet.
Memories begin to surface—uninvited. The way things used to be with Ao’nung before the sneaking around. The familiarity. The almosts. The things that were never fully said but always felt between you two.
Your eyes water slightly.
By the time you returned to your marui, exhaustion had finally started to settle in.
You laid down, letting the quiet wrap around you.
Hoping sleep would come quickly, that your mind would finally stop.
And you had a few moments of peace. And then…
He showed up outside your marui like he always did—quiet taps against the entrance, waiting because he knew you’d let him in.
“What do you want?” you whispered, pulling him inside quickly.
You rolled your eyes. “You’re so annoying.”
“Mm,” he hummed, stepping closer. “And you still let me in.” He pulls you into a kiss—slow, making you melt into him. Your nails lightly scratch his back as he presses against you
“You shouldn’t be here,” you murmured between kisses, though neither of you moved apart. “We’re going to get caught.”
He hums against your mouth “i don’t care.”
He frowns and his eyes soften. “Hey… what’s wrong?
“I saw you with that girl earlier…” you say quietly.
“She’s just a friend. he says immediately, eyes locking on yours. “ i swear—I’ve never done anything with her.”
you look away, annoyed and flustered , trying to keep your composure.
“What?” he said, gripping your chin gently, eyes searching yours. “You want me to stop coming? Want me all to yourself?”
the question hit harder than it should have.
“…No,” you admitted quietly.
he leaned in again, this time letting his lips trace against your jawline, his teeth grazing your skin. “Then don’t push me away.”
before you can respond, his hands grab your waist, flipping you beneath him. He pins you down, lips trailing from your jawline, to your collarbone , to your chest. His hands roam every inch of your body, sliding underneath your loincloth.
“Fuck-“ you gasp softly. Your body arching into him.
You shiver under him, pressing into him, feeling his hard cock press against your thigh. He takes his time with you, teasing, licking, kissing, biting—never gentle, but never hurting you either. Every touch sends shivers through you. Making it impossible for you to thibk straight.
“y/n, you feel so good. So wet for me,” his voice low and possessive. His hands pull at your top until there’s nothing left. He lets out a short “wow” at the sight of you and you flush at his praise.
“Im gonna make you feel so good baby.” He whispers in your ear..
You reach down to stroke him— already hard, his tip glistening with precum.
As he finally enters you, it’s slow,passionate —he moves with purpose, making sure every inch of him is felt.
His hands grip your hips tight, holding you down, controlling every motion. Your moans mix with his low groans, filling the space around you, making your world shrink down to just the two of you.
“Please… don’t stop, Ao’nung,” you moan, your voice filled with need.
“I won’t,” he whispers, hand sliding up to cup your tits, thumb brushing over your nipple. “You’re mine to touch, mine to fuck. Yes?”
“Yes… yes ao’nung !” you cry, head falling back as waves of pleasure run through your.
He leans down, lips brushing your ear. “Say it again. Tell me you’re mine, right here, right now baby.”
“I’m yours ao’nung… all yours,” you moan, voice breaking.
“Good girl,” he groans, thrusting harder, holding you in place with one hand on your hip, the other tangled in your hair. “ fuck—youre so tight.“
Your moans grow louder, your entire body shaking under the intensity. “Ao’nung, fuck—yes!”
“You love when I take you like this. Only me. Nobody else.”
“Yes… only you,” you gasp, completely undone.
He thrusts harder, faster, every motion deliberate following his possessive murmurs. “That’s right baby. Come for me.“
“Ao’nung…” You continue pressing yourself against him as he slams into you. finishing with a loud moan, your nails deep in his shoulders.
“yes baby, such a good girl.” He says
He’s still moving inside you, slow at first, then faster, harder, every thrust pushing you past your limits.
“Shit… I’m gonna—fuck, y/n,” he groans, slowing slightly, gripping you tighter. His forehead sweaty against your temple.
“Where… where do you want me to finish?” he asks, voice low but cautious, searching your eyes.
“…In me,” you whisper, almost without thinking.
He freezes. His eyes widen with shock and disbelief. “Wait… what?”
“In me,” you repeat, voice steadier this time, but you don’t elaborate.
He stares at you. “Are you… sure?” His thumb brushes your cheek lightly, almost tenderly.
You don’t answer. You just nod slightly, eyes fixed on his, letting the silence do the work.
He bites his lip, heart racing, caught between desire and disbelief. then, almost instinctively, he makes the decision:
“Fuck it,” he growls, tightening his grip on your hips. “You’re mine anyway.”
his hips stutter , slowly moving, that does it— spilling his seed all inside you. he shudders above you, pressing close, still holding you possessively against him.
“Are you okay?” He asks , burying his face in your neck.
“…Yeah,” you whisper, catching your breath. “I’m okay.”
“Good,” he mutters. Breathing against your neck
“You’re… exhausting,” he groans, kissing yoi lightly. “And perfect. So fucking perfect.”
You laugh weakly. “You’re the exhausting one.
“So… nobody else touches you like this, huh?” His tone is teasing, but the edge of jealousy is clear.
“Maybe,” you whisper, biting your lip.
“…Maybe?” he repeats, pulling back just enough to look at you
You shrug, trying to look unbothered. “You’re not the only one who gets attention Ao’nung.”
There’s an expression of jealousy in his face.
“Don’t play with me,” he murmurs, voice low, but not angry—just playful. “You know I don’t like that.”
You tilt your head, meeting his gaze. “Um. You don’t get to act like you don’t flirt with half the reef either.”
“Yeah… but I’m never this close with anyone else,” he mutters, brushing his nose along your cheek.
“Yeah right.” You tease playfully
There’s tension there—but something softer underneath it too.
His forehead rests against yours.
“are you staying..or sneaking out?” You murmur eyes half lidded, and your voice laced withsleep.
“not tonight,” he replies, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Just relax…we won’t get caught.”
Then, softer—almost like it slips out—
“…You sleep better like this anyway.”
You don’t respond to that.
Wrapped in each other, you drift to sleep, the night filled with warmth and tension, until everything returns to the way it always was.
morning arrives faster than you could have imagined by the time you woke, the sun was already high above the reef, spilling golden light across your marui.
Ao’nung was still there, tangled up with you, warm and heavy against your side. For a brief, stolen moment, the world outside didn’t exist.
“Shit,” you muttered, sitting up abruptly. “We’re going to be late.”
He groaned, burying his face in your shoulder. “Five more minutes,” he mumbled, his voice groggy.
“No,” you snapped, though your voice was half amused. “We’re already late. The Sullys are expecting us, and your father will not be happy if we’re not there on time. It will look suspicious if we’re both late.”
Ao’nung finally sat up, a smirk appears on his face, looking at you with that possessive glint in his eyes. “You look… good when you’re panicking,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face.
You glared at him. “You—stop smiling. We have work to do.”
He leaned closer, his voice low, teasing. “We have time. Just… one more minute.”
“No,” you said firmly, though part of you wanted to let him have it. “We’re late. Move.”
With a dramatic groan, he lifted himself up, but not without planting one last kiss on your lips. “You’re mine,” he reminded you, just to make sure.
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide the blush creeping across your cheeks. “Yeah, yeah,” you muttered, trying to ignore the way your heart still raced. As he quickly peppered kisses all over your face earning a laugh from you.
After a hurried, awkward attempt to get each other dressed and pull yourselves together, you both left the marui, glancing at each other with a mix of guilt and excitement.
You make sure to get there before ao’nung to ease any suspicion.
And when you arrive you lead everyone to the water’s edge to begin their very first lesson in learning way of the water—your home.
You start. “Alright! Today we will begin with—“
But before you could say another word, Lo’ak and Neteyam plunged into the water with loud whoops, splashing water and laughing
You can’t help but laugh too and jump in after them, the cool water wrapping around your body. tuk and kiri quickly follow you, everyones laughter echoing across the surface.
You and Tsireya swim ahead, guiding them, pointing out small details—the plants that glow beneath you, the creatures that dart between the reef. And from the way they watch, completely fascinated , you know they’re already falling in love with it.
Ao’nung and Rotxo appear slicing through the water, catching up faster than the others. You barely spare Ao’nung a glance—but you can’t miss the surprise on his face,
Rotxo leans closer to him, whispering something low. Ao’nung’s expression tightens slightly.
Behind you all, the others struggled to keep up. Ao’nung signs to you, Tsireya, and Rotxo: They’re too slow. They’re not good swimmers.
You shot him a look, signing back just as quickly: They are learning.
Tsireya nodded beside you, repeating the same.
Ao’nung rolled his eyes but said nothing more.
Now swimming above the surface, Tuk shouts, “You guys are too fast! We can’t keep up!”
You giggle softly. “Okay, let’s begin with some breathing lessons.”
While Tsireya demonstrates the basics, you drift toward Neteyam.
“Having fun?” you ask, nudging him lightly.
“So much,” he replies, sarcasm slightly in his voice.
“You have a way with them,” he adds quietly.
You blinked at him. “They’re great already—it’s easy to teach them.”
“Do you have siblings too?,” he asked
The question made you pause.
“No…. I dont” you admitted, letting yourself relax a little. “My parents died when I was very young, so I’ve always just been close to Tsireya’s family—they practically raised me.
His gaze softened slightly, warm and understanding and for a moment…you felt comfortable.
“Im sorry so sorry to hear that. You must be very grateful to have amazing people around you…” he says softly.
“ yeah it’s hard sometimes but im managing. It’s not always bad.” You add, forcing a small smile.
He smiles at that, then—without thinking—his hand touches your shoulder.
You tense slightly at the contact, caught off guard, a faint flush creeping on yourb face
“Im here, you know,” he says softly. “If you ever need someone to talk to. Or just… my company.”
You look at him, swallowing the sudden tightness in your chest.
“Thank you,” you murmur, quickly forcing yourself to change the topic.
“And… You carry a lot of responsibility,” you said, nodding towards his siblings and the way he watched them.
He glances at them, then back at you. “I try.”
“It shows,” you say simply.
For a moment, it’s quiet. Just the sound of water, the distant laughter of the others. Something calm. the mutual understanding settles between you two.
“Swim back to shore with me?” you ask, voice softer now, like you don’t want to ruin whatever this is.
And just like that, you both move—swimming through the water side by side.
but when you reach the shore, there is no more laughter— the others have already wandered off. leaving just you, Neteyam…
Ao’nung stands a few feet away, his arms crossed, shoulders relaxed, his eyes immediately find Neteyam’s before yours.
“Not bad for some tree swingers.” Ao’nung remarks, eyeing neteyam up and down.
Neteyams face flickers with confusion. Almost saying something before you
“They’re learning,” you said frustration creeping in
“are you just here to be annoying?”
“You like when I’m annoying.”
“Mm,” he hums, eyes dragging over you—slow, deliberate, lingering just a second too long. “Could’ve sworn you did.”
You ignore that, jaw tightening slightly. “If you’re not helping, then don’t say anything.”
“I am helping,” he shoots back. “I’m telling you they’re weak swimmers.”
“And i said they’re learning,” you repeat, sharper this time.
His eyes move past you—to Neteyam standing just behind your shoulder.
“You seem… patient with them,” he says slowly, tone changing just enough for you to notice.
You narrow your eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He shrugs, trying to be casual. “Nothing. Just didn’t think you had that in you.”
You scoff. “Maybe I just don’t have patience for you.”
He laughs. “Yeah?” he murmurs, stepping just a little closer only a whisper you can hear. “Didn’t seem like that last night… when you let me take my time with you.”
Your face heats instantly. “Okay! Can you shut up?” you yell, cutting him off before Neteyam can hear.
Then his eyes move—again—to Neteyam.
And that’s when you’ve had enough.ao’nung is too close, pressing too much with his words. You need to get away.
You turn away, walking back toward Neteyam.
Behind you, Ao’nung’s voice follows, lower—meant only for you:
“Don’t let me catch him getting too comfortable.”
Before you completely walk away,
“…You know exactly what.”
By the time you’re close enough to Neteyam to feel normal again,
“Unbelievable— I can’t anymore. He’s so annoying,” you muttered under your breath, annoyed and embarrassed.
Neteyam didn’t respond right away.
When you glanced at him, he was already looking at you.
“You two don’t seem very fond of each other,” he said laughing lightly.
You huff lightly. “What gave it away?”
A faint hint of amusement crossed his face,
“I can tell you tease each other,” he continued, “but… not in a friendly way.” A small pause. “More like you actually don’t like each other.”
Your heart stopped for just a second.
You look away embarrassed ,“Something like that.”
It wasn’t really an answer.
But it was enough. For now
Neteyam didn’t push any further—though the curiosity in his eyes didn’t fade. “I see.”
You offered a small nod, turning back to ocean. The waves lapped gently at your feet.
Neteyam’s gaze lingering on you.
Like he knew there was more.
And he was going to find out—eventually.
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