✧Summary~Your teachers notice you’re a little off, so they help you relieve some stress so you can focus.
✧Warnings~ Fingering, they do it on a skimwing, size difference, dom!neytiri, dom!ronal, sub!reader, threesome(FFF), teasing, slight edging and overstim, age difference(but they’re all of age.) and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, enjoy love<33
It was almost eclipse, and both Ronal and neytiri were still training with you diligently. Your mind starts to wander though, slowly trailing towards thoughts of Ronal sliding her hand up and down your body while the other trails between your legs,pushing her finger against- “Numey!, are you listening?” Ronal says sternly, getting your attention immediately.
Your whole body goes stiff at the sound of her voice, neck snapping in the direction of it. “Yes! Yes, I’m sorry. You were talking about how you make the salve right?” You ask, trying to save your ass before they lecture you.
Neytiri sighs, putting down the bowl of herbs she had in her arms. “No, yawntu..we were showing you what you do after you apply the salve on a wound.” The name she calls you makes your heart race, but it doesn’t stop your features from flushing in embarrassment,tail coiling around your leg for comfort.
You take a breath before speaking, hands instinctively tangling and fidgeting together. “I’m sorry. I’ll listen better this time I promise.” You say softly, glancing at the both of them quickly before looking back down at the half made salve below you.
They both look at each other before coming to a silent agreement, Neytiri walking over to you to sit down next to you, Ronal doing the same.
You shift in your spot uncomfortably, not knowing how to act with them sitting so close to you. “Tìyawn, we’re going to take a break for now. There’s no reason to keep going if you can’t focus.” Ronal states harshly, but it was the truth.
Neytiri places her hand on your thigh softly, caressing it back and forth. “Would you like to tell us what’s going on with you?” She asks genuinely, studying your expression intently.
You let out a shaky exhale at the question, making both of their expressions soften. “I’ve just been really stressed as of recently, and it’s hard for me to focus on anything with my schedule so full of important tasks and responsibilities. And it’s never bothered me as much as it does now and I don’t know why.” You ramble, playing with your hands the entire time.
They exchange a look over your head before standing up, signaling for you to do the same. Neytiri grabs your hand gently, pulling you into the direction Ronal was walking. “Come on yawne, we know exactly what you need.” She says with a teasing glint in her eye.
They take you to where all the skimwings were, Ronal mounts hers swiftly before offering you her hand for you to get on as well. You accept the it gratefully, using her hand as balance to get on the creature below you.
You don’t even notice the pair of hands on your hips until Ronal takes off, glancing behind you to see neytiri smirking down at you.
As you get further from the village, they trail their hands over your body more. Making your breathing get uneaven and nipples to harden against the soft feathers on your loincloth.
Neytiri lowers her head next to yours, placing a soft kiss at the back of your neck. A chill running down your spine at the soft touch. “You know yawntu, if you wanted some help so you could focus better..” she says calmly while trailing her hand to your inner thighs, rubbing small circles over your clothed clit. Making you gasp softly. “You could’ve just asked.” She pushes your tweng to the side before running her finger up and down your slit. Her voice was so smooth,angelic, and sensual and fuck did that make you wetter than you ever knew.
They both smirk at the change in your scent, making their touches turn into more firmer, teasing ones.
She pushes one of her fingers into you slowly, before pulling right back out and circling your clit in slow, precise, circles. You whine at the emptiness of her fingers before that’s silenced by Ronals soft, plush lips against yours.
She swallows every moan and whimper of yours greedily, trailing her hands to your breast to tug and pinch at the sensitive flesh however she wants. Making your pussy leak and clench around nothing pathetically. You move your hips into neytiris hand, trying to get her to where you need her most.
She laughs softly in your ear at this,placing a few kisses to your shoulder before nipping at it lightly. “If you want something yawne, be a good girl and ask for it.” She coos, nibbling at the sweet spot on your neck, making you arch your back into Ronals touch.
“Mm~..please, tiri…”
“Mhm, I still don’t know what you need sweetheart..” She teases, a smirk painting her face as you look at her with a pout on yours.
“I need your fingers inside of me tiri, please!” You huff, bucking your hips into her hand impatiently.
“Mhm..so needy, little one..” Ronal quips before taking your breast into her mouth, licking and biting on it greedily. Her attack on your sensitive flesh makes you gasp sharply before that turns into a loud moan at the feeling of neytiris finger plunging into your leaking cunt.
The squelching nosies that came from your cunt were loud. So loud that you know you should be ashamed of how much this whole thing turns you on, but yet all your focused on is the coil in your stomach getting tighter whenever she curls her finger against your sweet spot.
“What a dirty girl…so wet just because of her kayurus touching her a little bit? How awful..” neytiri hums, slowly adding another finger as she rambles. The stretch of her slender fingers makes your eyes roll back and mouth agape, reaching inside of you deeper than your own fingers ever could.
Ronal glances up at you, enjoying the blissful expression on your face. “Mhm just look at her tiri…I think she’s enjoying this a little too much..” she remarked, adding onto neytiris teasing.
The embarrassment you felt from their words makes you whine pathetically and hide your face against neytiris chest, but your body completely betrays you, your pussy throbs and clench’s around her fingers greedily whenever they talk. Making her giggle darkly. “Oh yawne, don’t hide from us..we know you want this. And this pretty body of yours reacts to us just how we want it to.” She coos, resting her chin on your shoulder as she increases her thrust and tightens the circles on your clit.
Your legs shake almost automatically after that, hands flying to both of theirs to ground yourself. You bury your face into neytiri chest more, making Ronal growl angrily and your antics. Wrapping a hand around your jaw, she turns your face towards hers,looking into your eyes heatedly. “Don’t hide from us, Tìyawn. I want to see your face while tiri makes a mess of you.” She warns gently, echoing neytiris statement from earlier.
You nod your head at her lazily before letting out a yelp when neytiri adds another finger, the stretch making your coil get tighter. The loud squelching of your cunt and your moans becoming more frequent and longer was all they needed to know to figure out you were close, making both of them smirk at each other with the same cocky look in their eyes before they lick and suck on whatever part of your sensitive skin they see.
“Tiri!..I~mhm!..please!” You whine, sloppily moving your hips to the rhythm of her thrust. “Mhm what’s that baby? Wanna cum on my fingers?” Her voice dripping in lust. “Yes! Please..m’so close~..” you slur, drunk off of the pleasure they’re giving you.
Ronal wraps her hand around your throat, squeezing gently to get your attention. “So pretty when you beg tìyawn..and such a pretty little toy for us to use. Isn’t that right, tiri?” She taunts, neytiri hums in agreement, to focused on how tight your cunt was squeezing her fingers.
She kisses the top of your head before resting her own against it, her lips right next to your ear. “Go ahead pretty girl, cum on my fingers.” She orders lowly, and your body doesn’t deny her one bit. You come undone with loud moans and whimpers, little blubbers of ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ leaving your plush lips.
Your body goes completely slack in Neytiris arms once your high is gone, making them both laugh softly.
“This definitely won’t be the last time we play with you, yawne.” Neytiri warns before kissing your lips lightly, Ronal doing the same before she turns back around on her skimwing to head back to the village.
A/N~ I don’t really like this, and ik it took me wayy to long to finally post it but I don’t know what to else I could do to fix it😭I definitely will be writing for the girls more tho bc I don’t see enough fics with them so lemme change that for my babies🥰..but I hope you guys enjoyed this and I hope it was worth the wait 🫶🏽 now I can finally start writing whatever I want!! Stay hydrated and safe bbys🩷
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Happy Valentine's month!! I'm loving the newer Harry Potter sentence fics and would love to see more of the Prof Riddle series!
a continuation of 1 2 3 4
Professor Riddle lets Draco get away with murder, never taking points away when he finds him wandering the halls at night or when he sits cross legged on the desk during defense and Harry doesn’t get why until Ron says, “Oh, Draco’s his godson, Riddle and Draco’s mom are really good friends. It’s a good think Draco looks so much like his dad, otherwise people would be talking about they’re really good friends.”
“What have I said about gossiping?” They all freeze then turn and look around them, where Riddle is standing there with his arm crossed. “When you are the top student in your year, know the material so well you don’t need to study, and earn more house points than almost anyone else in your year, perhaps your head of house will grant you some freedom.”
“He won’t and you know it,” Ron says accusingly.
Riddle cracks into a grin. “Also, Narcissa is young enough to be my granddaughter, really, Mr. Weasley.”
They blink, and Harry tilts his head to the side. Intellectually, he knows that Riddle is older than McGonagall, but it just doesn’t make any sense. He’s got some grey in his hair and a hint of wrinkles around his eyes, but he looks like he’s in his late forties, at most. “You look to young for that.”
“Five points to Gryffindor,” he says, and they all giggle. “I’m going to go with Ruby and try and catch a unicorn, anyone want to come?”
They say yes, obviously.
It’s only a little bit ruined when they find Draco already there, playing with Fang and then literally climbing Hagrid like a tree when he figures out he can’t outrun a great dane. “Hi Uncle Tom! Ready to go?” he smiles, and then frowns when he sees the others, “Er, Professor Riddle, I mean. Did you have to bring the Gryffindorks?”
“Be nice,” Hagrid rumbles, watering his cabbages and seeming very unconcerned with the way Draco is literally hanging off his shoulders.
“Fine,” he sniffs, letting go and dropping to the ground, rubbing Fang’s face as he braces himself against Hagrid’s leg so the dog doesn’t barrel him over, “So are we going or what?”
“Oh, we’re going,” Ron says, and then his and Draco’s eyes narrow, and Harry just knows that this is going to end in another dumb competition between them that he’s going to have to mediate.
