#dilf! jakesully

[smuttyjane]

Rutting

│Jake Sully x Female Omatikaya Reader

│Word count: 2.5k

│Summary: Your mate has been acting weird lately, but you just can't seem to place your finger on why exactly.

│MDNI Warnings: explicit smut, p in v, overstimulation, choking, hair pulling, bloody biting

Your mate, Jake Sully, has been acting strange lately. He was highly aggressive, extremely jealous, and reckless, which was nothing like him. 

He had been very avoidant the past few days, but when he was around you, you could tell something was going on with him. Jake was barely eating, slipping away any time he could, touching you less, and never came to bed with you. You just couldn’t put your finger on it.

You walk through the forest trying to find Jake. He saw you talking to another man and absolutely lost his shit, punching the poor guy in the face before storming off away from the village. You apologized profusely for his actions before following after him.

Jake was never the jealous type. He was proud of you being his and had the utmost trust in you. He was usually only jealous during a certain time, but it couldn’t have been time for that again already. Could it?

The forest was quiet as you walked, the occasional animal sound fills the air mixed with the crunch of your footsteps. That is until your ears perk up at the sound of someone.

Soft grunts fill your ears as you make your way closer to the noise. You stop dead in your tracks in a clearing, seeing your mate sitting on a log with his back to you. He groans your name repeatedly, and you can see his arm tensing as he moves up and down.

He was pleasuring himself. You couldn’t understand why though. The two of you hadn’t had sex in at least a week weirdly enough, but you wondered why he couldn’t come to you. 

You walk closer to him quietly, not wanting to spook him. His back was beyond tense, the veins along his arms were so prominent you could see them pulse as they pump blood throughout his body. 

It finally dawned on you. He was in rut. 

He never liked having sex with you when he was rutting, because he felt like he couldn’t control himself when he was inside you. You reassured him every single time, but he never got it through his head.

You watched from behind him, his hand was stroking his cock fast and hard, his toes dug into the dirt, and his other hand gripped onto the log, breaking pieces of bark off from his rut strength. The hand gripping his cock was bloodied from his knuckles.

“Do you want some help with that?”

His hand immediately leaves his cock, covering himself as he turns around swiftly. Once he notices it was you he relaxes ever so slightly.

He sighs, reaching down to grab his loincloth, “no. It’s fine.”

You move around him until you stand in between his legs, grabbing his loincloth away from him and tossing it to the side. Reaching up to the ties of your own loincloth, you let it fall to your ankles, baring yourself to your mate.

Sitting onto his lap, you can see his breath catch in his throat as your core rubs along his shaft. Sliding your heat up and down the length of him, you progressively coat him in your slick. You can feel his cock twitching underneath you.

“I’ve been needing you Jake,” you whimper as the tip of his cock brushes past your clit.

His hands find your hips, digging into the skin to stop your movements. 

“No, you know I can’t do it,” he whispers out painfully.

You wrap your arms around his neck and lean down to his ear, “use me, Jake.” You bite gently on his lobe, moving to kiss down the side of his neck and onto his shoulder. His arms tense around you as he slowly grinds you against him. 

It was only getting him worked up more. His grip became bruising as he pushed you harder onto his cock, rubbing you faster against him. You moan against the skin of his neck each time his tip catches your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he groans, his face finding the crook of your neck.

“You won’t, please Jake,” you whine, rubbing yourself faster along his cock. His precum and your slick make it easy to glide down his length.

You lean back to look at him, his pupils were blown and he looked so needy it made you weak. Lust and passion present in his eyes, “please Jake,” you whisper, biting your bottom lip.

He groans from your words, and his hands slide under your thighs pushing your body away from him. You reach your hand down, grabbing the base of his cock and squeezing gently before nudging the tip against your entrance.

He sets you down on his cock slowly, letting you adjust to the size of him. You let out a soft moan once his tip pushes against your cervix. 

You begin to slide back and forth on his lap, letting his cock rub through your walls at a slow but very pleasurable pace. His skin brushes against your clit, sending shivers down your spine.

Jake watches you please yourself with his cock, trying to refrain from fucking the life out of you. He brings his hands up to your hips, resting them there to steady you.

The veins and ridges of his cock slide through your warm, wet walls as you slowly thrust him into you. He filled every inch of your core, his skin stimulated your clit, and his eyes burned against your body. 

“Jake,” his name leaves your mouth as a moan repeatedly. His fingers dig into the skin of your hips, his grip bruising as he slides you up and down his cock at a faster pace.

“Do you feel good, sweet girl?” His voice was strained, he was holding back and his patience was running thin.

“Yes Jake, more please,” you whine, raking your nails along the skin of his back. He picks you up, leaving only the tip inside of your entrance.

Jake slams you down onto his cock. His tip pushes against your cervix hard, and he immediately pushes you back up again. The tip brushes past your sweet spot, sliding out to sit right inside your entrance before being slammed back in again.

Your back arches, your chest presses into his and moans of his name constantly leave your mouth. The stark contrast between your small glides along his cock and his rough thrusts was everything.

“Fuck, I needed you so bad,” he grunts out, continuing to slide your entrance along his cock. Jake kisses rough against the skin of your neck, biting and sucking as he makes his way down to your shoulder.

He pulls away to watch you as you slide your hand down your stomach, bringing one finger to your clit as you draw circles to match the rhythm of his cock.

A heat was building in your lower stomach as your finger rubbed against your clit and Jake drilled into you from below. Your climax was approaching fast, your entrance clenches around Jake’s cock, letting him know the same thing.

“You’re so wet and tight,” he grunts out. Your hand moves down to his arm, gripping hard around the big muscles. The heat in you only grew more. You were so close to falling over the edge.

“I need to cum Jake, please,” you whine, arching your back and rubbing your clit faster.

“Cum on me baby,” he groans, his thrusts only speed up.

Your body tenses, sweat beads on your forehead, your arm grows tired as you hit your climax. Your chest presses hard into his, your nails dig into the skin of his arm. Constant moans leave your mouth hanging open ever so slightly.

Jake looks down, watching as your cum gushes out down his shaft. He rides out your high until your body becomes limp in his hands.

His nails dig into the skin of your thighs as he stands from the log, holding you still, before lowering himself to the ground. He lays you flat on your back, still connected to you, the ground underneath was hard and cold but the heat from his body made up for it.

“You always make me feel so good,” he whispers, leaning down to place a rough kiss to your lips before sitting on his knees in between your legs.

He picks your legs up by your ankles, draping them over his shoulders before thrusting into you again. Your gaze finds his. He looked feral, animal like as he watched where his cock slipped deep into your body before pulling out again.

Your hand shoots down to his lower stomach, your legs try to close, but he keeps them open. He ran his hands down the length of your legs before resting on your thighs to pull you closer to him. Your body twitches from the feeling of him rubbing through your very sensitive walls.

“Jake,” you whimper, pushing against him.

“I know baby, I’ll make it feel good again,” his thrusts only speed up. He was drilling into your entrance fast and hard, his grip on your thighs was punishing. He reaches down between the two bodies, swiping against your clit causing your body to twitch again. 

He does it a few times until it turns into pleasure and he draws fast circles onto the swollen bundle of nerves.

The only sounds filling the air were grunts, moans and skin slapping together.

He pushed in until his pelvis was flush with yours, his cock rested against your cervix. He pulled back out, brushing past your sweet spot again and again, leaving only the tip inside before he was slamming back in.

Your back arches from the ground, the new angle allowing him to reach deeper inside you.

“You take me so good,” he groans, resting his head against the side of your leg.

“Fuck Jake,” you whimper, you could already feel your entrance begin to clench around him. He knew that when he gave you no break in between your orgasms that you would cum fast.

Your nails dig into the hard skin of his stomach, eager to find relief from the pleasure he gave you. The heat in your stomach was building again, and quickly. His fingers rubbed against your clit relentlessly, his cock rubbed through your walls at a steady, quick, and harsh pace.

Your ankles tense against his shoulders, your legs try to close, your body begins to feel weak from your climax running through you. You arch your back from the ground, moaning over and over while you cum gushes out along his cock for the second time. But this time, Jake was so close to his climax himself that he pulled out of you and flipped you onto your stomach.

You laid ass up on the forest floor for him, baring yourself to him as he watched your core pulse and leak for him.

He shoves his cock back deep inside you, grabbing a fistful of hair before pulling your back flush with his chest. Your body was beyond weak; the overstimulation was unbearable.

“Take it like a good girl,” he grunts out, kissing and sucking against the soft skin of your neck.

“It feels so good Jake,” you moan, the pleasure from your orgasm fades easily into more pleasure. The walls of your core were rubbed raw by his thick cock, but you loved to feel him deep inside you.

He brings his mouth closer to your ear, licking the soft skin of it before whispering, “I know sweet girl.”

His thrusts never falter, he wraps his other hand around your body, bringing it up to your neck and gripping tightly. He was pounding into you from below and with every thrust shivers ran down your spine. 

His breath on your neck gave you goosebumps, the heat from his body was scorching. His desire, his need for you was something he couldn’t control.

You can feel his cock beginning to twitch inside you. His composure was slowly slipping. He kisses along your shoulder, his thrusts become sloppy. You drag your hand down to your clit, begging for some kind of friction. 

A familiar feeling in your core built, one that only came after multiple rounds of sex with Jake. 

He thrusts harder, faster until his grip on your throat is beyond tight, and his body couldn’t thrust himself in any faster. 

“Fuck, I’m going to fill you up baby,” he whimpers, right on the edge of his climax.

“Yes, Jake please cum in me,” you whine, eager to feel his pleasure.

His teeth sink into the skin of your shoulder, drawing blood that he slowly licked away. His thrusts become sloppy, but it felt good enough to leave you squirting with every push into you. He groans from the feeling of his stomach growing wet, your squirt spraying over him.

His cock twitches right before shooting long, thick ropes of cum. Jake bites harder into the skin of your shoulder, constant groans leaving his mouth as he draws out the high shared between the two of you. 

Once his thrusts slow, he slides himself out of you, whimpering as his sensitive tip draws through your raw walls. He brings his finger down to your entrance, gathering his spilling cum before pushing it back inside you.

You twitch from the feeling, but he brings his finger up to your mouth and you open for him. You suck his cum off his fingers, making sure you don’t miss a drop of him. You can hear him groan from how you accepted him into your mouth.

He could keep going, but he knew you couldn’t.

He slowly let’s go of his grip on you, and you drop yourself on your back on the ground. Your body was weak and tired, drunk on pleasure.

Jake hovers over you, smiling down at you, placing small kisses against your lips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says, placing a kiss on your forehead before pushing himself off you. He grabs his discarded loincloth and begins to wipe the mess the two of you created from your skin.

He lays down beside you, the cold ground welcoming the warm heat of his body. He wraps his arm around you, pulling you onto your side in front of him.

You lay your head against his chest, listening to him. His rapid heartbeat, his chest rising and falling. You said nothing, only enjoyed the time with your mate. 

His fingers run through your hair, his thumb draws circles into the skin of your back, his body feels relieved.

[rosyjn]

Can I request Jake fucking the kids baby siter?

(Neytiri is like death because in this house we hate cheating)

alr alr 🙏

warnings: tsaheylu, creampie, legal age gap

Smut warning ⛔️!! MDNI

“C’mere,” Jake coos. Eclipse has passed already, you put the kids to sleep hours ago. You peek into their tent, watching all 4 of them sleep. A snore leaves Lo’ak’s mouth, but none of them budge. The sky is dark, the bioluminescence and moons of Pandora illuminate it dimly. The blue and purple lights cast nightly shadows across the village. Jake leans against a tree, watching you check on his children.

“Coming-“ You nod, scurrying over to him. The ground momentarily lights up with your footsteps.

“Y’know how much ya do for me?” he lowly chuckles, rubbing his head. “I dunno what I’d do without ya,” his leg moves a little, and the muscles in his thighs flex for a second.

“Oh, it’s- really no problem, sir,” you assure him, lowering your head in respect. The beads in your hair make little clinking noises as some strands swoop in front of your face.

“Walk with me,” he makes a gesture with his hand and turns towards the forest, his head still facing you. You quickly hasten to him, getting next to him as your steps align. He’s so much bigger, taller, and stronger than you. The jungle of Pandora is your favorite. At night, it’s even more beautiful. In fact, you don’t know how this little coincidence happened- being alone with the mighty Olo’eyktan in the most beautiful spot. “You’ve got no clue how much I owe ya,” he croons, looking at the ground as you two wander deeper into the forest, walking on a hunting path.

“I promise, it’s nothing-“ you laugh, momentarily stopping as Jake spots a fallen log in the distance. It’s wrapped in glowing, purple vines that connect to the rest of the vegetation. He grabs your hand and you jump for a second, and he leads you off the path. His grip on you is tight- almost hurting you.

“What are you doing?” you ask, eyes dilating and ears perking up. He almost melts at the way you look at him, it’s adorable. He jumps over to the log, sitting on it. His legs are spread wide and he still holds your hand. You stand in front of him, watching him gaze up at you.

“Sit,” he says. You move to the side, turning your body to place it on the log. Jake suddenly grabs your hips and manhandles them. “No, not there. On me,” he demands. The sudden change of demeanor scares you into submission. You immediately plop your ass down onto his thick thigh, your knees knocking together in the space between his legs.

“Gotta tell you..“ his voice grows soft again, after he sees how nervous you are. “..I think ‘bout ya all the time. The way you…” he pauses, losing himself in thought.

“Mr. Sully, I-“ your cheeks change color with embarrassment. “This isn’t appropriate, sir” you tell him, standing up off of his lap.

“Sit back down,” he immediately grabs you again, roughly adjusting your body to sit back in his lap, forcing you to straddle him. You gasp, feeling his warm, muscled body against yours. Somehow, the friction through your loincloth activates something. Maybe it was the way he grabbed you, or the way he looked at you. Whatever it was, your heat enters the picture. You feel like there are butterflies in your stomach- in the most arousing way possible. “Call me Jake,” he says.

“Yes, Jake,” you reply.

“What I was saying is, you’re so fuckin’ good at what ya do. Takin care of my kids,” his hand slides up and down your body, making you shudder. “You look good doin’ it too,” he remarks. “So responsible, so pretty, so smart..” he continues, moving a strand of hair out of your face. He has never been this close to you, and he’s watching your face and body closely, to absorb every little detail that he never got the opportunity to see.

“Jake..” you whisper, pressing your face against his. He warmly accepts it, surprised that you’re reciprocating.

“C’mon, you’re killin’ me,” he groans, blood rushing to his cock faster and faster. “Please, tell me I can do it,” his hand grabs your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh.

“Do what?,” your back arches at the feeling of him.

“You know what,” he holds your body close to his with one hand, reaching for his queue with the other. You pull your face away for a second. You remain straddled around him as the tendrils of his kuru eagerly wiggle. You nod, reaching for your braid and holding it up to him. “Ready?” he asks.

“Yes,” you’re stuck in the lust. But now, you’re mating with Toruk Makto, the legendary war hero. He desperately connects your queue to his, and the sensation makes you whimper a little. An electric feeling shoots through your body, and you grab onto his shoulders desperately. Jake lowers his head, his breath hitching with pleasure. You immediately reach down for his loincloth, overcome with arousal.

“That’s it,” he growls, watching you untie his loincloth and push it away. His cock springs out at you: hard and hot. His lips press against yours, his tongue roughly invading your mouth. You kiss him back hungrily. You continue making out with him, your wet cunt soaking through your garment. Jake pushes the fabric of your loincloth to the side, discreetly moving you. He tries to position you over his dick. You follow the way he guides you, positioning your wet entrance over his tip.

“Need you to help me,” you whisper.

“I gotcha,” he reaches for your hips, slowly pushing you down onto his length. The whole time, he’s paying attention to the way you react: how you clench, how your face moves, the arch in your back, and the way your muscles clamp around his girth.

“Mmph!” you yelp as his dick penetrates you further and further. He hisses, watching how your tight cunt takes him in. You arch your back, letting him hit that spongy spot. It provokes a moan from the both of you, his tip hitting a new angle.

“Fuck,” he groans. “So tight, relax for me,”

“Oh..” you try to catch your breath, breathing in through your nose. You try to make your inhales timely and consistent. Trying your best to relax.

“You got no idea how long I’ve been wanted to do this to you,” he says in your ear, pushing your hips all the way down until his cock bottoms out inside of you. Your folds brush against his pubic area as he tightly holds you down, feeling your pussy to the fullest. You bury your head into the crook of his neck, planting lazy kisses on it while you’re there. “Can you do something?” he asks, holding and controlling your hips. He bounces you slowly up and down his length.

“Anything,” you let him kiss your head briefly.

“Tell me you want me, that ya need me,” he talks in your ear, sending shivers through your body. Your queues remain tightly connected.

“I want you, I need you,” you submit immediately, picking your head up and closing your eyes in pleasure.

“Fuckkk..” he bucks his hips up into you, making a regular paced thrust as you hold onto him desperately. Your heat swallows him desperately. Your walls feel every single vein and throb. You two fuck like animals- your bodies are moving together and the forest fills with the noises of skin slapping, squelching, moaning, and the little chitters of the Pandoran creatures of night. Your stomach coils in pleasure. Jake’s abs grow shiny with a sheen of sweat as he thrusts into you from under.

“Close?” you whimper, already feeling yourself clamp and squeeze on his girth.

“Yeah, gonna milk me dry?” he teases.

“Yes!” you arch your back even further, immersed in pleasure. Jake chuckles.

His thrusts grow erratic and rough as he chases his orgasm. You wrap your arms around him and bury your head into his neck again. Your body bounces with every rut and you moan and blabber incoherent gibberish as your body reaches the height of its pleasure. When your climax finally washes over you, electric pleasure shoots through your body, running through your kuru and forcing Jake to spill his load. His hot, thick seed shoots into you. You’re surprised by the amount. He spurts his cum over and over again, little drops dripping out of your full pussy as he groans and throws his head back.

“Haven’t came like this before,” he remarks, pulling out of you with a squelching noise and watching his semen trickle out. You stay holding on to him, still recovering from the sex. The tendrils of your queue remain tightly fastened to Jake’s.

“What are we gonna tell them?” you pant, staring off into space.

“Tell who, sweetheart?” Jake coos, rubbing your back.

“The kids,” you look up into his eyes and he pushes the baby hairs out of your face.

“I’ll tell em you’re their mama,” he coos, kissing your forehead.

[smuttyjane]

One more, please Jake

│Jake Sully x Female Human Reader

│Word count: 3.7k

│Summary: Complications from the birth of your first child with Jake didn't stop you from wanting another. Jake refused, until he couldn't anymore.

│MDNI Warnings: explicit smut, p in v, established relationship, complications in child birth, c-section, sensitive topics

Roughly two years ago you gave birth to your first child with your mate, Jake Sully who was the Olo’ekytan of the Omatikaya clan. Neteyam was the sweetest, most loving boy you could have ever asked for.

Jake’s duties as Olo’ekytan called to him more often than not, but after you gave birth, he hovered protectively, excessively even.

Norm told the both of you that the chances of you surviving another birth were slim to none. You suffered from many complications due to the difference in anatomy needed to birth a Na’vi baby, and Jake didn’t want to miss out on Neteyam’s younger years knowing he was the first and only child you two could have together.

You were satisfied living with your mate and Neteyam, but the thought of another baby slowly creeped into your mind. Jake always shut it down. He never understood why you would want to risk your life.

You weren’t sure why either. Why do you crave the feeling of motherhood, for your family to grow, if it means risking your life? A few weeks passed by.

The same argument, the same questions continued to circle around you and Jake. It was putting a strain on your lives, knowing you wanted something he refused to give you was killing him. The two of you barely had enough time together alone as is, and on top of that the sex was little to none.

It was early morning, sun peaking over the horizon, and Neteyam was fast asleep just outside of the room.

Jake has you laid on your back against the hammock, hovering on top of you, undoing the ties to your loincloth. The two of you breathless from the lust and passion swirling in the air.

Sliding your loincloth out from under you, your top long gone, Jake begins kissing across your jaw and down your neck sucking on the spot he knows makes you weak. You let out breathy moans, subconsciously rubbing your clit against his covered cock.

Jake groans and pulls away to untie his own loincloth. 

You watch him, admiring his body. He has put on some weight since Neteyam was born, which he was insecure about, but you love it. You run your hand down his body, watching as his cock bounces against his stomach once he releases it, and look up to find his eyes meeting yours.

“You are so beautiful,” Jake says, leaning down to kiss you. He slowly brings his cock up to your folds, rubbing your wetness on himself. You arch your back off the hammock moaning into the kiss, which he takes advantage of and slips his tongue in your mouth swirling it around yours.

“Tell me you want me baby,” Jake grunts out wanting you to beg him to fuck you already.

“Please Jake, I need you now,” you squirm against him, trying to find the friction you need from his cock.

“I know you do baby,” Jake says as he reaches down to line himself up with your entrance. Pushing in slowly, he looks up at your face, admiring the way you are arching into him. He is always cautious, knowing you never get used to the size difference.

“Baby are you okay? Tell me if it is too much,” Jake says, sliding in inch by inch.

“Jake, I need more Jake please,” you moan out, needing to feel him in the deepest parts of you. He bottoms out, pelvis flush with yours, and the contact from his skin on your clit drives you crazy.

He throws his head back, grunting from the feeling of being pressed against your cervix, “fuck baby, I forgot how tight you were.”

You wiggle yourself on his cock, needing more from him. He takes the hint and begins to pull out half way before pushing back into you.

It isn’t rough, it isn’t careless, it is passionate and loving. It had been a while since you two have had the time to yourselves to spend connected to each other so he wanted to take it slow and feel you inside and out.

He reached up to your breast, pinching the nipple in between his fingers before moving onto the other one. You moan out, grabbing onto his arm to steady yourself from the pleasure.

Your hand finds its way to your clit for additional stimulation. Jake notices and lowers himself to your ear, “I got you baby, don't worry,” he says before kissing your ear and moving down your neck again.

Replacing your hand with his, he begins making small circles around your clit which you arch into.

“Jake more p-please I need more,” you whine. He speeds up slightly, still wanting to savor this moment between you two before it is interrupted by the day's activities.

He knows you’re getting close by the way you clench around him between him thrusting into you and the thumb circling around your clit. He speeds up even more wanting to take you over that edge.

“Cum on my cock baby, I know you can do it for me,” he says, encouraging you to cum around him.

You get lost in the moment, “fuck Jake, cum in me I want another baby.” As soon as it leaves your lips you know you messed up.

Jake stops immediately, and you whine from the loss of friction. He pulls out of you sitting back on his heels in between your spread legs on the hammock.

You look up at him to find him already staring. You can tell he is irritated by what you said, and you can tell this is about to turn into the same cycle of arguments it has for the last few weeks.

You curse yourself for even saying anything. You wait. You wait for him to say something, for him to get upset, for him to say the same few sentences he always does when you bring it up.

He breaks the silence. Face screwed into a confused, and agitated look. Completely different than the one on his face moments prior caused by the pleasure of you wrapped tightly around him.

“Why do you always have to bring this up? You know why I say no. You know why it is not a smart idea. I watched you almost die giving birth to Neteyam. Norm himself said you had little chance of surviving another birth, and yet you still want it. You continue to ask. Why? Why can’t you be happy with just us two?” Jake says, frustration clear in his voice.

He knows he went too far. He knows it, which is why he isn’t surprised when you push against him, trying to get out from under him.

“Get off me Jake,” you whisper. He moves out of your way reaching for your hand.

“Baby please. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that, please just talk to me,” Jake says, holding onto your wrist softly. You ignore him pulling your wrist out from his grasp, putting your clothes back on, you leave the room letting the flap fall behind you.

The hustle and bustle sounds of the morning tasks are already starting outside of the kelku. You take a deep breath, irritated that the passionate morning with your mate turned into something completely different.

You gently wake up Neteyam, “Nete, it’s time to wake up.” He is groggy, but reaches out for you to pick him up. You pick him up fixing his hair in the process, before Jake walks around from behind the flap.

“Hey buddy, good morning.” Neteyam smiles at Jake before stuffing his face into the crook of your neck. Before Jake can even get a word out to you, you’re leaving the kelku, walking to get breakfast for Neteyam.

You sit with Neteyam right by your side. He has finished eating his food and his tiny hand reaches over to yours to grab some more. You look to your side and smile down at him before giving a small kiss to his forehead.

You look up to find Jake walking over with his own food before sitting down next to you. You turn away towards Neteyam, not wanting to hear what Jake had to say right now. Irritation displayed on your face.

Nonetheless Jake says something you ignore, but he keeps talking. You turn sharply around to him, “don’t embarrass yourself sitting here with me like this.” You know it was mean but you don’t want your arguments displayed to the clan for everyone to gossip about.

“Nothing about this is embarrassing. You are my mate, my family, the mother of my child, and I will sit here with you, ignored or not because I love you and that doesn’t change just because we don’t see eye to eye on something,” Jake says.

You look up at him to find he’s already looking at you. Like he always is. Without fail. Always watching, always cautious, like you are the only thing in this world he cares to look at other than Neteyam. “Jake…,” you can’t manage to put words to what you want to say, but your irritation immediately disappears.

“Let’s go talk baby,” Jake says, setting down his food in front of Neteyam while asking someone to watch over him.

Jake gives in, like he always does, and it doesn’t take long for you to wind up pregnant for a second time. Everyone is worried. Everywhere you go you are told to take it easy.

Norm lectured you and Jake, but that comes from the fear of losing you too. Jake sees it. He knows, he hears people talking, and as the months pass by he hovers even more. Terrified that he will lose you.

The closer time pushes towards your due date the more you feel it. You are swollen to no end, waddling around the village, carrying Neteyam on your hip, but you wouldn't want it any other way.

Happy can’t even describe how you feel about growing your family with Jake. The negative thoughts don’t even cross your mind. There is no space for them in the love you feel for your two babies and mate. 

Your contractions are at their peak as you lay with your legs pressed against your chest, tsahik hovering over you with Jake at your side holding onto your hand for dear life. You are not progressing.

The baby has not moved. You have been in labor for hours. Norm pulls Jake to the side, “I think the baby might not be able to come out by itself. She may need to be cut open.”

Jake stares blankly, no feeling behind his eyes out of fear, “Do what you have to do Norm. I don’t care, just help her. Save her.” Norm ushers everyone out, calling in other people.

The tent is flooded with bodies, all surrounding you. Your legs are pushed flat gently to the floor, Jake hovering over you before everyone else could, “It will be okay baby they are going to help you. Norm says the baby is stuck and they need to cut through. I am here. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

He leans down to kiss your brow, too scared to do anything else. You can barely talk with how much pain you are in but you let out a soft groan and squeeze his hand to let you know you heard him.

Before you know it you are being cut open, screaming in agony before everything goes black.

A few hours later you wake up, feeling groggy like you were hungover. You see Jake sitting by your side with his head down holding your hand rocking back and forth.

You noticed he was crying. Although you felt weak, you managed to move your thumb to brush the back of his hand. His head whips up, eyes staring into yours intensely. He bends down close to your face placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Hey baby, how are you doing?” You ignore his question immediately looking around anxiously. Searching the room for your newborn, immediately thinking the worst.

“Where?” You say. Jake looks towards the door, “He’s asleep, baby, waiting for you to wake up.”

“He?” is all you can think to say. Shocked to find out the gender of your baby, knowing that he was loved no matter what.

“Yes my love, our Lo’ak,” Jake kisses you then, gently placing down your hand, and running out of the room. He comes back in with Lo’ak in his arms before placing him onto your chest.

You look down to see your beautiful baby staring up at you smiling. You smile down at him, placing a kiss on his forehead before you look back up at Jake.

“I don’t regret it at all,” you whisper. Tears well up in Jake’s eyes watching this scene unfold before him. His mate, the mother of his children, happy with the family she helped create for him.

As the months go by you are filled with a happiness only your two children and Jake could give you. You felt completely satisfied. You knew Lo’ak was your last child so you and Jake spent extra time being present for him and Neteyam.

Life had gone back to normal. Jake's duties called to him. Life progressed. Many conversations were had between the two of you. You apologized to Jake for many things, but you told him you were not regretful.

Jake apologized for being harsh, and thinking the worst instead of knowing you could handle it.

You lay with Jake in the hammock. Both babies are asleep outside of the room. Your top is gone after feeding Lo’ak before bed. Jake laid lower on the hammock admiring your c-section scar.

Tracing his finger along the scar, goosebumps rise on your skin. You feel insecure being under Jake, knowing your body doesn’t look the same after two babies and a c-section.

“Norm didn’t do a good job at keeping me pretty for you,” You giggle. Jake looks up at you, finger done tracing, and a serious expression appears.

“This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Everything you have risked, for me, for our family, for our two babies, all of that shows right here. Everyone sees a strong woman, but I get to see deeper into you. I wouldn’t trade it for the world,” Jake says, not missing a beat.

You stare into his eyes, letting yourself feel the words up in the air. 

You pull Jake towards you. He hovers above you, waiting for you. You wrap your arm around his neck pushing him towards you, letting a small kiss connect you to him.

Jake pulls away slowly, “Baby…” was all he could manage to get out before you smash your lips into his. Pulling him even closer, your tongue slips into his mouth, dancing around with his own. His hands grip softly onto your hips.

He pulls away, staring down at you, grazing over your body like it was the first time he has seen it. You blush reaching to cover yourself before he pushes your hands away.

“You are so beautiful,” Jake says before leaning down to kiss along your jaw, kissing down your neck, reaching the spot he knows gets you going. 

It all comes full circle. Jake knows you, and you know Jake. You wouldn’t want your life any different.

You reach down to untie his loincloth. His hand finds you to stop your movement.

“Baby, I don’t think we should. I don’t want to hurt you,” he says, the true concern behind his words. It had only been two months since you gave birth to Lo’ak and there has been no sex which was a given. But you were ready, and you needed him now.

You look up at him smiling softly, “we can go slow, I just need to feel you.” The soft grip on your hand eases up, you reach for his loincloth letting it fall down between the two of you.

Jake pushes it away, after taking yours off as well. You grab his cock softly, pumping him once, and then twice. Whimpers fall from his lips as his head hangs low.

“Fuck baby, how can I say no,” Jake laughs softly. 

Coming close to kiss you, he reaches his hand down and slowly draws circles on your clit with his thumb. You moan into the kiss, deepening the connection with him. Grinding into his fingers in the process.

“I need more Jake please,” you beg. You said you would take it slow but that is hard to do when he gets you going so fast. He slides a finger down around your entrance, nudging his finger inside. You moan at the contact and try to push yourself further onto it.

“Slow baby, remember?” Jake says while he continues to slowly push his finger into you until he reaches the knuckle. He drags the finger in and out of you, constantly looking up to see the expression on your face. Searching for you, making sure you are not in any pain. 

“Jake, I need you in me please,” you say grinding against his finger. The contact of his palm brushing over your clit fueling you with more need. He lowers himself until he is right above you, kissing on your ear.

“Tell me if it hurts, baby. You say the word and I will stop.” You bring him up to kiss you. Reaching down you find his cock and spread his precum down the shaft. Pushing the tip of his cock through your folds, you spread your wetness over him.

He moans into your neck and you feel his cock twitch. You push it closer to your entrance to let him know you were ready for him. 

He pushes inside barely an inch before you wince in pain.

“Baby. Baby what's wrong? Talk to me,” Jake says. You open your eyes to find a concerned look on his face.

“It just hurts a little Jake. It is okay. Keep going, I need you,” You whisper, so low to the point where he can barely hear you. He places a kiss on your brow acknowledging your words.

He continues to push in slowly, even slower now. The pain is borderline unbearable, your legs trembling, and he notices. Leaning down he whispers, “It’s okay baby. I’ll make it feel good.”

He grabs your hand, lacing his fingers with yours, while the pain slowly turns into pleasure. Bottoming out, pelvis flush with yours, he groans into the crook of your neck, kissing down onto your shoulder. Jake starts pushing in and out of you. 

The pleasure builds, making your back arch off the hammock allowing Jake to reach his hand down to circle your clit again.

“Fuck Jake, faster please,” you moan softly, trying not to wake the children. Jake pushes himself into you faster, pressing harder against your clit and he circles it with his thumb.

You look up to find him staring at the place where you two connect to each other. Reaching down you feel his cock, the way it is swallowed by your entrance. You moan, causing Jake to turn his attention to you.

“I feel so good, baby. Am I making you feel the same?” Jake says looking at you with pure passion and lust in his eyes.

“Oh Jake yes, please don’t stop,” You moan arching against him, so close to him that he can barely move his thumb in circles over your clit.

He leans down taking your nipple into his mouth. Circling his tongue, and biting softly into the skin. You shiver at the extra stimulation he is giving you.

Cream coats the base of Jake's cock, only fueling him more knowing that you are feeling so good. 

Jake begins pounding into you at a punishing speed, forgetting about taking it slow. His thrust becoming sloppy, you clenching around him only makes it worse. He can feel you are getting closer.

“Jake fuck I am going to cum,” you whisper bringing him down to where your mouth is next to his ear.

“Fuck me so hard Jake please.” Jake continues pounding into you, circles rubbed into your clit. You can feel his cock twitch inside you, indicating that he is close himself.

“Cum for me baby. I know you can do it,” he says, not slowing down on his thrusting.

He places his hands at the bend in your knees, pushing your legs until they are almost level with your head. The new position lets him reach deeper inside you.

Repeatedly hitting your cervix, causing you to have to muffle your moans with your own hand. Jake places one leg on his shoulder so he can continue rubbing circles on your clit, thrust getting sloppier by the second.

“Fuck baby, I can’t last much longer. Cum for me beautiful,” Jake says. 

The tension in the air feels like a spark could light the room on fire. Your muscles tighten up at the familiar build of sensation in your lower belly, waiting to snap.

A few more thrust has your back arching off the hammock, clinging on to Jake's arm. Digging crescent shaped marks into his skin as you muffle your own moans.

Reaching your climax has you twitching and shaking against Jake’s cock. That and you clenching around him cause him to reach his own climax.

Continuing to thrust through both of your highs, and still rubbing against your clit causing you to twitch hard from the overstimulation. Jake hangs his head low, breathing heavy while you come down from the best climax you have had in a long time.

“Fuck baby,” was all Jake could say,

He brings his head up, looking you in the eyes, “Sorry I got a little carried away, are you okay baby?” You giggle, becoming shy when his attention is suddenly on you again.

“I am okay Jake,” you say, bringing your hand to his arm, rubbing your thumb in circles around his bicep. He leans down to kiss you. A passionate, longing kiss, before pulling out and reaching for a cloth.

Wiping away the mess he settles down next to you. He pulls you into him, arms wrapped tightly around your back. Thumb rubbing soothing circles against your skin leaving you with goosebumps.

The familiar warmth of your mate leaves you feeling sleepy. You hear him speak, barely a whisper, “I love you more than I can express with words my beauty. I love the life you have given me.” You turn to face him, to find him already staring. Like he always was. Like he always would be.

[smuttyjane]

Stressed out

│Jake Sully x Female Na'vi Reader

│Word count: 3.1k

│Summary: Your day was stressful, and you find yourself at home with an equally stressed out mate, Jake Sully. Business is taken care of to say the least.

│MDNI Warnings: explicit smut, p in v, choking, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, hair pulling, oral, established relationship

Your day was beyond chaotic. It went by in a blur, and when you think about it you can’t even remember much about what happened. You just knew it left you very stressed.

Walking back to the kelku you shared with your mate Jake, you knew it was plastered on your face, shoulders tense, fists clenching and unclenching, jaw doing the same.

Jake wouldn't be home until later. His duties as Olo’ekytan would keep him busy long into the night. You didn’t mind, in fact most nights you waited up for him since it was the only time you two had some peace of quiet. So you kept yourself busy while you waited.

The sun had set about an hour before you finally heard the rustling outside from Jake lifting the flap to the kelku. His eyes didn’t find you at first, and you noticed how he carried the same posture you had today, the same expression plastered on his own face.

As he sets his stuff down, you move closer to him, sitting onto a chair. Sighing, “Hey baby, I hope your day was better than mine sweet girl,” he says, making his way to stand in between your legs.

Reaching his hand up, he brushes his finger softly along your jaw. You reach your hand up to hold onto his wrist, your thumb drawing soft circles onto his skin.

“I wish I could say it was,” you say, looking up to meet his eyes. He brings his head down to give you a soft, longing kiss, before pushing away.

“My girl,” Jake whispers, crouching down, now sitting on his heels in between your legs. His hands laid out, one on each thigh, head dropping down towards your stomach.

Your hands instinctively find the knots in his shoulders, trying your best to work them out from under his skin. He groans, “fuck baby,” the vibrations going right to your core.

You weren’t focusing on that though, at least not until he started planting soft wet kisses along your inner thigh. Your hands faltered for a second along his shoulder, and you felt him smirk against your thigh. What a tease. So you kept your hands working, continuing to work against the knots in his shoulder. 

Jake takes this as a challenge. His hands resting on your thighs begin rubbing in circles, while he resumes his kisses along the inside. The soft kisses reach closer and closer to your core, right where you needed them the most.

Before you could get some relief from it, he's pushing off your thighs, making a move to stand up. “Jake…” you say, almost a whimper.

“Yes, baby?” he says, smirking at you like he was oh-so innocent. You stand up, fingers reaching to the ties in your loin cloth. Eager to find relief from your stressful day, not wanting to waste any time. His eyes fixed on the movements of your fingers.

Your loincloth falls to the ground, where an obvious wet spot can be seen.

“Help me Jake,” you whimper out while sitting back into the chair, spreading your legs wide, barring yourself to him.

“What do we say, pretty girl? Is that how we ask for things?” Jake says, wanting you to beg for him.

“No sir, I’m sorry. Please help me Jake,” you whine out. His hands slide down to the ties of his own loincloth, your eyes following, but his gaze never leaves yours.

Looking down at his now discarded loincloth, he says, “what do bad girls get when they don’t speak respectfully? What do they get? Tell me baby.” A smirk was on his face, he found this to be so much fun. 

He walks up to you, standing right in between your legs once more. Eye level with his hard, leaking cock, you avoid his gaze. Jake grabs a handful of your hair, and yanks your head back until you’re looking right at him.

“Tell me. Now. What do you deserve?” he says, tugging extra hard on the word “deserve.” Barely above a whisper, you say, “to have my mouth stuffed.”

Jake stares down at you, pure passion and lust in his eyes, precum dripping from the tip of his cock just from listening to you speak.

“That’s right babygirl,” he says, bringing his head down to trail kisses along your jaw.

“And if you do a good job taking me deep in your throat, I’ll reward you for being a good girl, isn’t that right baby,” he says, kissing down your neck in the process.

You moan out, arching your back against the chair after he sucks on the sweet spot of your neck. Jake stands up, your mouth wide opening, and shoves his cock into the back of your throat.

You gag at the sudden feeling of something down your throat, causing Jake to groan. One hand holds your head back by your hair, and the other moves to the back of your head to push his cock even further into your mouth.

His pace punishing, “that’s right be a good girl and take my cock,” he says, pushing even further down. Tears well up in your eyes, your wetness is dripping down your core onto the chair, and your hands press against Jake’s thighs in an attempt to steady yourself. 

You look up into Jake’s eyes, to find him already admiring you. After seeing you like this, completely at his mercy, it doesn’t take long for him to reach his climax.

“Fuck, my pretty girl has her throat full of my cock and she’s taking it so good, aren’t you?” he says, thrusts becoming more sloppy. The grip on your hair tightens, pushing your mouth further down his cock, “answer me pretty girl,” he says, running his hand along your jaw.

“Mhm,” you could barely get it out, and when you do it just turns into a broken moan, and you gag again as the tip hits the back of your throat. The moan vibrates against his cock, pulling out of your mouth he says, “open up my love, stick your tongue out for me.”

You do as he says, and watches as he pumps his cock quickly. Jake slides his hand under your chin, and throws his head back, groaning loudly as long, thick ropes of cum leave his tip, and collect on your tongue.

You wait for him to look back down at you, before making a show out of you swallowing everything he had to give. Eyes watery, mouth covered in spit, wet spot on the chair from your heat, Jake can’t help but lean down and kiss you.

Moving his mouth towards your ear, kissing your lobe before saying, “what a beautiful girl, what should your reward be?” 

“I want to cum on your face Jake,” you say, breathlessly, the need for some type of relief is overwhelming.

“Do you? Cause I can make that happen baby,” Jake says, kissing your lips once more, a smirk sits on his face, before situating himself on his knees in between your thighs.

“Yes Jake, please,” you say, grinding your hips up in the air, desperate for him. He plants soft kisses along your thighs agonizingly slowly. Your hands move to the back of his head in an attempt to push him closer to where you needed him most.

“I gotta take my time baby, I haven’t had the time to be down here in a while,” he laughs softly, half playfully, half apologetic that he had been so busy recently. His eyes met yours from in between your thighs, an apology flashing across them, his touch softer at the acknowledgement.

“It’s okay Jake,” you say, your hand moving to brush over his cheek.

Knowing that you chose not to hold it against him, he plants a kiss right onto your clit. Your head falls back against the chair, a moan leaving your lips at the sudden contact.

He pulls away from the kiss, slightly sucking against your clit. His fingers swipe up your core gathering up your wetness, before pulling down to circle around your entrance.

You look down at him, a smirk pulls at his lips, as he slides two fingers into you, not bothering to start with one. You moan at the friction of his fingers sliding in and out of your entrance.

The familiar burn of him is welcoming, comforting even. Your head falls back, but Jake’s hand finds your neck, “eyes on me while I eat you baby,” he says before positioning his face by your heat once more. Tapping his tongue against your clit, fingers thrusting in and out of you leaves you breathless. 

Your fingers weave in between his hair, pulling slightly. He moans from the pleasurable pain, the vibrations running through your core. Pushing his face against your core, you grind against him sloppily.

“Fuck Jake,” you whimper out, shamelessly rubbing your clit against his tongue he purposefully laid out flat so you could fuck yourself on him.

“Cum for me sweet girl, I know you can do it,” Jake says, speaking with his mouth still on your clit. The vibrations from his words send shivers down your spine.

You can feel the heat building in your lower stomach, your legs trembling, as you push your hips into his face over and over. The sensations building around you, his touch on your skin feels like tiny sparks over your body.

Jake pulls away, leaving you moaning from the loss of contact. He slides your legs over his shoulders, pushing them apart even further for him to continue to devour you.

His face resumes the position, fingers thrusting in and out, tongue lapping up your clit. The new position has you crying out as your climax approaches fast. Jake curls his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot so deep in you.

You clench around his fingers, head falls back, and your legs lock up as you cum on Jake’s face. His movements don’t stop yet, letting you ride out your high. He licks up the cum from your entrance, before pulling his fingers out and licking them clean. 

Satisfied from the individual attention given to each other, Jake stands up letting your feet fall softly to the floor. Jake gazes down at you, still coming down from your climax, “good girl, I’m going to lay you down and make you feel good, you want that baby girl?”

You look up at him, still in a daze, his face shiny from your slick, his tongue covered in your cum, his cock already hard for you again, and you thank eywa for this man before you, relieving you of all your worries, problems, and pent up stress.

“Do anything to me Jake, I need you,” you say, shyly, your neediness showing through.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Jake laughs out softly, smirking down at you before reaching his arm around your back, wrapping his other arm around the back of your legs to pick you up off of the chair. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, letting him carry you to the hammock you both share. 

Jake lays you down softly, before spreading your legs, sitting back on his heels before leaning down to kiss you.

“What a dirty slut you are for me. All mine, isn’t that right pretty girl?” Jake says, biting your bottom lip and pulling it slightly. You moan out from the pleasurable pain, not replying to what he had said.

Jake wraps his large hand around your neck, “what was that baby? I don’t think you answered my question. I hope I’m wrong.”

You stare up at him, “I said ‘all yours’ Jake…” you say, scrambling to fix your mistake. Jake tsks, “I don’t think you did though, so flip over. Now.” When you don’t move fast enough for his liking, he wraps his arm around your waist, flipping you over himself in the hammock. 

“Ass up. Now. This is what happens when my dirty slut doesn’t listen. Are you going to be a good girl and take it?” he says, tapping your ass with his rock solid cock. Precum leaves a wet mark on your skin as you lift your ass up.

Jake nudges his knee in between your legs, pushing them further apart, until you are bare in front of him. He slides the tip through your folds, gathering your slick to rub it on himself.

“Fuck you like this don’t you? Being bad gets you wet cause you know what I’ll do to you, huh baby girl,” Jake says, bending over your back whispering in your ear. 

“Fuck me Jake pl-” was all you managed to get out before Jake slams his cock deep inside you, hitting your cervix before brushing past your sweet spot. You back arches away from him, your hand shoots back pressing against his stomach like you were trying to run from his rough thrusts.

“Don’t run now, be a good girl and take my cock,” he grunts out, thrusts not faltering for even a second. Repeatedly hitting your cervix and brushing past the sweet spot only he can reach. Both of you breathlessly moaning.

Jake reaches one hand around to grab your neck, pulling your back flush with his chest, his other hand snaking around to press on your stomach. 

“Who gets this deep in you baby?” he says pressing against the outline of his cock bulging from your belly.

“Just you Jake, fuck don’t stop,” you say, moaning out, arching into him allowing him to reach even deeper.

“Who does this belong to, baby girl,” Jake says, sliding his hand down your belly, before circling your clit with perfect pressure.

“It’s all yours Jake,” you whimper out, heat already building in your belly, the squelching sounds from your slick loud in the room. Jake thrusts become even harder and faster, “that's right baby, take all of me.” 

His hand subconsciously tightens around your neck, his fingers rubbing faster circles on your clit, your climax is building fast. You arch into him more, back pressed against his chest, heavy breathing, and constant moans of his name leaving your mouth.

Your legs begin trembling, your clit aching with need, and you clench repeatedly around Jake’s cock.

“Don’t hold back pretty girl, cum all on my cock,” Jake says, leaning down to your ear and sucking on the lobe. You let go from his words, clenching around him as your cream coats the base of his cock. Your body becomes rigid as you climax, and Jake rides you through your high.

Twitching from the overstimulation, Jake pulls out, flipping you back on your back. Your eyes watery from his hand around your neck, and your legs are shaking uncontrollably.

“You look so beautiful taking me baby,” Jake says, leaning down to kiss you while sliding his cock in you again. Pulling back from your lips he lifts your legs onto his shoulders, and props one leg up. His thrusts aren’t as rough, knowing you would need a second, but he was close to his own climax. 

His position allows him to hit your cervix and drag past your sweet spot on every thrust, causing you to arch your back off the bed. You grab onto Jake’s arms, digging crescent shaped marks into his skin. “You feel good baby girl,” Jake asks, reaching his hand around to circle your clit with his thumb again.

“Mhm,” you moan out at the sudden contact.

“Use your words pretty girl, you know the rules,” Jake says, slowly his thrusts, waiting for your response.

“Yes Jake you make me feel so good,” you whimper out, but he already knew that. Your cum and slick running down from your entrance tells him everything you can’t say.

“I know baby, I know,” he says, thrusts getting sloppy, skin clapping over and over, so wet that he just slips in and out. You can feel him twitch inside you while you clench on him.

“Fuck baby don’t clench I’m too close. I want to last for my pretty girl,” Jake grunts out, head hanging low from the pleasure. You know he wouldn’t last much longer, but you were close to your third orgasm. You twitch against Jake.

“You’re going to cum again already? My dirty slut loves my cock,” Jake laughs out softly, smirking down at you, as you watch him fuck you. He looks down to your belly finding his cock bulging from your stomach.

“I’m so deep in you,” Jake grunts, “I fucking love it.” You arch your back as he presses his hand against your belly, adding onto the building climax. You reach your hand down to his cock, feel himself thrusting in and out of your entrance.

Your touch drives him to thrust faster. The constant brush over your sweet spot sends you over the edge. Locking up once more you cum all over Jake’s cock. The clenching around his cock sending him over the edge with you.

“Fuck my sweet girl, you’re draining me,” Jake grunts out, head thrown back from the release. He rides the highs of your climaxes, before slowing to a stop. Cum dripping out of your entrance from being filled to the brim.

Jake hangs his head low, before looking up at you and smiling. You looked fucked out, so dazed from how deep his cock was in you. He admired you like this, completely vulnerable for him.

A different kind of connection. He pulls out of you, reaching for a cloth to clean up the mess between the two of you. Comforting silence fills the air. Both of you are satisfied and content.

Once you're clean of him, he lowers himself into the hammock next to you. Jake wraps his arm around your back, pulling you chest to chest with him.

The slow circles he rubs into your back with his thumb pushes you closer to sleep. Finally relaxed after the stressful day that was shared between the two of you.

You notice Jake is whispering, thinking you were asleep, “I love you my sweet girl. The only one who can take away my problems, and make life enjoyable. I owe you the world itself my beautiful,” he whispers, talking more so to himself than to you. Y

ou move your head back to properly look at him. At a loss for words, you pull him into a deep kiss. Passionate, like a thousand words spoken through the touch of your lips.

Pulling away, resting your forehead against him, you whisper, “I love you more than anything in this world Jake, I wouldn’t want it to be anyone but you.”

[smuttyjane]

I need dumbification with Jake big boobies Sully. Like reader is absolutely gone, drool spilling out, eyes hazy, not one coherent thought in her mind but Jake and his 🍆

Dumb (18+) MDNI

│Jake Sully x Female Na'vi Reader

“Please Jake,” you whimper. Your soaking folds glide along the thick muscle of his thigh. Every slight flex sends shivers down your spine, tears well up in your eyes as you look at Jake, begging him to stuff his cock inside you.

“Be quiet,” he growls, his gaze never leaving the contact of your core on him. Sunlight shines down through gaps in the trees, highlighting the glistening arousal that coats his leg. His back rubs against bark, scratching the dark blue skin from your frantic movements.

You begged him to touch you, to fuck you, but he never would.

Your hands rest on either peck, squeezing softly. He says he hates it, but you can see his cock twitch underneath his loincloth when your finger brushes past his nipples. Sliding back and forth, desperate moans leave your lips, your hips stuttering every so often.

“Need it Jake, please,” you whine, giving him sweet innocent eyes that he could never resist.

“You can’t take it, remember last time babygirl,” he says, voice low and husky.

Your folds rub against his rough skin, stimulating your puffy, aching clit. Begs leave your lips, pleads, anything to convince him.

“I won’t cry this time Jake, I promise,” you say, slowing down your hips. Your hand slides down the length of his abdomen, feeling the muscles tense under your touch before gripping the shaft of his clothed cock.

He lets out a low groan, tilting his head back slightly from the rough touch of your small innocent hand.

His fingers grip onto your hips, pushing you back onto the soft grass in a swift motion. His cock bounces free of his loincloth, pulsing and leaking precum in continuous streams. The tip lines up with your entrance, a soft gasp leaving your lips from the pressure sitting there.

“You can’t ever shut up can you,” he says, gritting his teeth from how stubborn you could be.

His cock pushes through your entrance, the tip barely an inch inside before tears were welling up in your eyes.

“What did I say about fucking crying,” Jake says, halting his movements immediately.

“Sorry daddy,” you whisper, gasping for air from the pure size of his cock.

He continues to push in, rubbing through your warm, wet walls until the tip presses against your cervix. Taking one look at you, he knew you couldn’t handle it, but you asked for it so this is what you would get.

Drool falls from your bottom lip, tears stream down your cheeks, your eyes were so fucked out, and he hadn’t even thrusted in a single time yet.

Jake grips the back of your thighs, pushing your legs back until your ankles are flush with your head. He doesn’t waste any time before he begins to slam into your core.

A moan rips from your lips, the breath stolen from your lungs. One hand shoots out, pressing against his lower stomach, begging him to ease up but you knew he wouldn’t.

“Take it,” he growls, grunting rough as he pounds against you.

The veins and ridges of his cock slide through your walls, stretching you wide to fit him inside. No coherent words leave your lips, only pure nonsense. Spit drips down your chin as your mouth hangs open. Your eyes go blurry from his pace. Your body is only for him to use.

His pelvis slams against yours, his rough skin rubbing against your clit, matching the quick pace of his thrusts.

“So tight for me,” he groans, throwing his head back before returning his gaze back to your fucked out face. Drool glistens in the rays of sunlight, your eyes crossing slightly. Your knees bend together, trying to take his big cock, even as whines and whimpers fall from your lips.

“Good job baby. Taking all my cock,” Jake coos, his thumb rubbing gently against the skin of your thigh, a stark contrast from the feeling of his cock shoved deep against your cervix.

“J-Jake,” you whine, arching your back from the forest floor. Your hands grip your breasts, nails digging into the skin as your nipples drag across your palms with every thrust.

The new angle allows him to reach deeper, stretching your wider. The tip rests against your sweet spot, drawing out feral moans.

There was nothing you could say. You would let him use you every single day if it meant his cock could be buried inside you and he knew that.

Tears continue to fall from the corner of your eyes, dripping down your chin and pooling in the dip of your neck. Spit makes your face messy; your eyes cross wildly as your pupils dilate. Your toes curl in the air as your climax builds.

“You gonna cum on me babygirl,” Jake groans, speeding up his thrusts. He hooks an ankle on his shoulder before moving his thumb down to your clit. Rubbing tight harsh circles, he watches your body twitch and convulse under his touch.

“Yes daddy, yes,” you gasp, grinding your hips up to meet his touch even though you could barely even move. You chased the feeling on him; of the feelings he could give you.

You were just his slut.

Your legs tremble against him, your core clenching around the base of him as he stuffs you full of his cock. You beg for more, over and over again. You beg him not to stop; you beg him to keep fucking you.

Your words are slurred; they sound like nothing.

“Let me feel you,” he grunts, fixing his position before slamming into you once more.

His words drive you over the edge. Your hands look for anything to grab onto, anything to steady you, but nothing. You bite your bottom lip, unable to control the moans pouring from your mouth.

Cum gushes from your entrance, sliding down the length of his cock and creating a cream at the base. His thrusts continue even when your body begins to twitch with overstimulation.

You cry out for him, a mix of his name, daddy, and incoherent words. Your mouth hangs open, unable to sober up from the high of his cock.

“Fuck,” he groans, throwing his head back as long, thick ropes of cum shoot deep inside your core. It coats your walls, dripping out when nothing more can fit. He pumps inside you, pushing it deeper, making sure his slut keeps everything in for him.

When his thrusts slow, he looks down at you, laughing softly at the sight.

Your eyes are half-lidded, tired and fucked out. Your breasts red from the tight grip, your mouth covered in drool. Tear stains line your cheeks, your eyes bloodshot from crying even after you told him you wouldn’t.

“Such a dumb slut for me,” he says, barely above a whisper as he admires you, kissing the inside of your ankle before setting your legs back onto the ground.

[smuttyjane]

smut with dilf jake who’s entirely obsessed with us?? maybe he got jealous or something, the plot can be wtv! 💓

I'm Yours (18+) MDNI

│Jake Sully x Female Metkayina Reader

“You think he could fuck you like this,” Jake growls, thrusting deep inside you at a pace that was unforgiving. His hands grip onto your thighs, your legs are pushed up against your chest, but you still had a good view of your entrance swallowing his cock.

“No Jake, please,” you whine, begging him for more even though you could barely take what he was giving already. Your fingers dig into the furs underneath the hammock, sweat beads along the bright blue skin of your forehead where stubborn hair lay.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he says, voice rough but shaky from pleasure. He pounds harder, drilling into you from below, the only sounds filling the air were his skin slapping against yours and moans and groans of desire. The veins and ridges of his cock slide through your raw, wet walls, sucking him in and pleading not to let him go.

Heat builds in your lower belly for the fourth time tonight. The skin of your thighs brush against your nipples, adding more stimulation on top of everything else. Jake’s body slides over your clit with each thrust, pushing you closer and closer to your climax.

A large, calloused hand slides up your chest, wrapping around your throat and squeezing tight. Your airway is cut off immediately, just enough to make everything more pleasurable, but also as a form of punishment.

“I did not hear you answer me,” Jake grunts out, barely above a whisper while he is consumed by the feeling of you wrapped tightly around him. Constant moans fall from your lips making it hard to form any words in your fucked out state. Your eyes are half-lidded, your breathing comes in short gasps, and your heart beats out of your chest.

“I am yours Jake,” you manage to say, every word a different moan or whimper as he slams into you. Your gaze finds his filled with pure animalistic need and obsession. All his control was gone about 3 orgasms ago, but you knew he was close to his breaking point.

“Cum for me. Let me feel you.” His words leave you on a thin line between your climax, and wanting more, but all the sensations add up. His fingers light your skin on fire; the heat his body radiates was one only you would ever experience. His skin brushes against your clit, feather-light, but beyond pleasurable. Your nipples peak from rubbing against your thighs, and one more thrust was all you needed.

“Oh Jake, fuck,” you moan, your body tenses as your climax rocks through you. You force yourself to watch as he stares at where you two are connected, relishing in the way your cum gushes out along the shaft of him. Rhythmic pulses from your entrance shoot through his cock bringing him close to the edge but he was not done with you yet.

He brings your legs down, placing them around his waist as they tremble from the orgasm you have not even come down from yet. Bringing himself down on both elbows, his cock nestles deep inside you, pressing against your cervix where it curves to sit on your sweet spot. You whine from overstimulation. His arms cradle around your head, boxing you in as he places small kisses to your lips where moans of his name still fall from.

“You take me so good baby,” he says, barely above a whisper as he begins to thrust slowly into you again. Your body twitches but he holds you steady.

“Jake, I can’t.”

“One more. Let me feel you just one more time baby,” he coos, brushing the hair out of your face and smoothing down the tangles. His hips roll into yours creating a rhythm that reminds you of the waves in the ocean, and it turns into pleasure once more. You moan, arching your back from the hammock, your nipples graze his rough dark blue skin.

“That’s it,” he says, barely above a whisper as he runs his thumb in slow circles against your cheek. His warm breath hits your face, sending shivers down your spine. Soft kisses are placed against your lips, greedily swallowing your moans. The duality of Jake’s thrusts drove you insane.

His cock pushes in easily from your slick cum and relaxed entrance. He wraps one hand under your back, pulling you upwards ever so slightly to create a new position. The tip of his cock reaches deeper, more pleasurable than before. You place one hand on his lower abdomen, feeling his muscles tense from your touch while he thrusts deep, the other you use to grip around his bicep.

Jake’s thrusts were consistent, delivering the same stroke of pleasure every single time without fail. You gaze up at him, just to find that his eyes were shut tight and his mouth hung open.

“You feel so good Jake,” you whimper, pressing your chest into his. He held his breath, feeling only the pleasure of being on top of you, his heart beat rapidly and his skin was scorching. Your words bring him back to you, and he gazes down with pure passion and love.

“You always make me feel good, sweet girl,” he whispers softly, his lips brushing just past yours. His thrusts never falter, but his cock begins to twitch deep inside you. Every thrust became urgent, more needy, and that fact left heat building in your lower belly. His fingers dig into the skin of your back, pleading with himself not to cum, to make this last longer for you.

“I want to feel you Jake,” you whine, squirming your hips to show your need for him to fill you up. He laughs softly, but it quickly turns into a groan. He thrusts harder, not faster, just enough to give both of you enough pleasure to push you over the edge together.

“Look at me baby,” he groans before pressing a needy kiss to your lips. His cock twitches repeatedly hitting your sweet spot over and over again. Jake’s name leaves your mouth in tiny moans, pleasure rakes through your body. Your legs tighten around his waist, pulling him deeper into you.

“So wet and tight,” he groans. He slams himself in one more time, pushing hard against your cervix. Long, thick ropes of cum fill your core, coating your walls. The sensations of him push you over the edge.

His hips roll into you, dragging out the high shared between the two bodies. You melt into him as cum gushes from your entrance once more until your walls feel raw, and your entrance clenches tirelessly. Moans and groans mix into the air growing softer and quieter as both of you settle down once more.

Jake kisses you slow and deliberate. He whimpers as his tip slides out of your entrance, sensitive from rubbing through your core for hours. Laying down beside you, he pulls you into him drawing comforting circles along the skin of your back. Your head lay on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, knowing that there were no words that needed to be said.

[smuttyjane]

Can you write about Jake sully and reader where jake had been super stressed and pissed off lately, and the reader starts to notice but everytime she tries to talk to him about it he shuts it down and tells her not to worry about it and after many attempts to get him to open up he finally does, so then they talk about it late one night and then the reader starts to help him relieve his stress by kissing on his neck and body basically worshiping him and telling him how much she loves him and then she starts to stoke his cock and he’s whining and muttering curse words and eventually the reader starts to ride him and makes him cum NOT ONCE but TWICE and then while she’s riding him his face is burried in her breasts. 😋

OMG WHO WROTE THISSS👀

Relax (18+) MDNI

│Jake Sully x Female Omatikaya Reader

Jake hasn’t necessarily been avoidant lately, but he was not telling you everything either. That absence of truth lingered heavy, settling into the space between you like something unspoken and growing.

You could tell something was weighing him down. His shoulders slump when he walks into the shared kelku, his jaw clenches when anyone approaches him, the bags under his eyes are darker than you had seen them before. They were simply shadows that no amount of rest seemed to touch.

It wasn’t often that he would get irritated, especially around you, but his tone was snappy and his words short, clipped in a way that felt unfamiliar, like he was holding something back so tightly it was starting to crack through the surface.

“You okay,” you would always ask, running your hand down the length of his arm, your touch gentle, grounding, a silent offer he never quite took.

His muscles would tense, a contrast to the usual ease he felt under your touch as if even that small comfort was too much for him to hold onto right now.

“I’m fine baby.”

The same three words every time. Always avoiding the question, always asking a question in return, and always a quick kiss to your forehead in a dismissive manner.

Every single time you brush it off, hoping that he would feel like he could come to you about it eventually, but your patience wore thin and the sight of him breaking down day by day was driving you insane. It was a quiet frustration that sat heavy in your chest.

The night rages on outside, casting the forest in shadows and rays of moonlight, the wind whispering through the trees like it carries secrets you did not know.

You stir awake, feeling around on the mat, looking to see if your mate had returned home since you had fallen asleep, but your fingers brush against empty space that had long since gone cold. Blinking softly, your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, provided by a small lantern on a short table, its flame flickering gently against the woven walls.

Jake sits not too far away, eating fresh fruit you had left out for him, the shadows swallowing his body whole from how he was positioned, his figure half-hidden in the low glow. He sighs heavily, his shoulders relaxing only an inch, unaware that you were watching him, unaware of the way your chest tightens at the sight.

You wrap the furs around your body, bare underneath, and slowly crawl over towards him, your movements quiet, careful, like you do not want to startle him. Your legs wrap around his body, your chest pressing into his back, and it startles him. His head turns over his shoulder, easing slightly from the sight of you, hair messy, fur draping against your skin, eyes still filled with sleep.

“Didn’t mean to wake you baby,” he says, barely above a whisper as he runs one hand down the length of your leg, his voice rough with exhaustion.

His thumb circles the dark blue skin of your foot, moving up to your calf, and sliding back down again, slow and absentminded, like he is grounding himself in you without even realizing it.

Your fingers press against his back, softly massaging the knots from his muscles, feeling the tension there, the strain he carries without letting it show. He groans slightly, leaning into your touch as you relieve him of what is hidden underneath, his body giving in inch by inch.

“Want to tell me what has been going on Jake,” you ask, voice soft and low, careful, offering him space instead of demanding answers.

His hand stills against you, fingers wrapping around your ankle, pulling your leg closer to him, like he needs you close even as he hesitates. He sighs before speaking, the sound heavier than before.

“I just have been having a hard time with the boys. It’s hard to try and guide everyone. I don’t get any time to myself. I don’t get any time with you.” He leans against you, his large frame enveloping yours with ease, his weight settling into you like he finally allows himself to rest. “There is nothing I want more than an uninterrupted day to spend with you.”

You say nothing because words feel too small for what he is carrying, too small for the way he leans into you like you are the only place he can set it all down.

You could do more without words.

Soft kisses graze the back of his neck, against the soft skin of his ear, along his jaw, until his face turns to you. He kisses you passionately, as if he missed you even though you were right here.

Your hands trail down his abdomen, the muscle tensing under your touch, before you linger just above the waistband to his loincloth. His breath catches in his throat, his chest rising and falling as your fingers brush over the sensitive skin.

Glancing over his shoulder, you watch as his cock grows hard, pushing against the fabric and pulsing with anticipation.

“Baby...”

“I know,” you whisper, placing a kiss to his jaw before pushing his loincloth down, freeing his cock from its restraints. It bounces up against his stomach, leaving a wet spot where precum leaks from his tip, and he groans from the sudden contact.

You kiss along his shoulder, soft, wet kisses. Your thumb drags across his tip, smearing his arousal before rubbing it down his shaft. Gripping the base of his cock, your squeeze tight pulling a whimper from his lips.

The furs around your shoulders slip, leaving your nipples grazing across the rough skin of his back, heat pools in your lower belly, slick gathers around your entrance.

His fingers grip onto your leg to steady himself once you begin to stroke him. Sliding down to the base, squeezing tight before pulling back up, thumb rubbing along his tip.

“Fuck baby,” he whines, his body shaking from the rough touch.

Your pace speeds up, eager to hear the sound of his pleasure. Grazing across his shoulder, your fangs leave goosebumps in their wake. Your tongue licks against his salty, dark blue skin, savoring the taste of him and his vulnerability.

Jake’s head falls back against your shoulder, baring his neck to you and you don’t waste any time. You suck sensitive spots, bite dangerous places, lick against the skin when blood drips into your mouth.

“Shit... fuck,” he groans. His eyes shut tightly; his mouth hangs open ever so slightly from the pleasure running through him.

His hips buck up, fucking your hand as you stroke his cock, begging for more. Pleads fall from his lips, a mix of your name, and human curses strung together.

When he begins to twitch against your grip, you take your hand away, running your fingers along his stomach. He grabs onto your hand, trying to push it lower as his legs tremble.

“No baby, please,” he whimpers, trying to chase the relief you were so close to giving him.

You place a kiss on his jaw before moving around him. Throwing one leg over him, you straddle his lap, your bare core rubbing down the length of his shaft. A soft moan leaves your lips when his tip brushes past your clit, lighting your body on fire from desire.

Jake’s hands wrap around your back, caressing the soft skin underneath the furs that drape over you. Pulling yourself up on both feet, you line his cock up with your entrance, and slowly push the tip in.

Heavy breathing fills the air once he is buried deep inside you, his cock resting against your cervix, pressure rings through you leaving your legs shaking.

The burn and stretch of him floods you, consuming you whole until there is nothing left besides him. The way his tip angles up perfectly to brush past your sweet spot, the way his cock rubs through your sensitive walls, all of it is familiar, only something he could give.

As soon as you catch your breath, you slide up along his cock, leaving only the tip in before sliding yourself back down.

“Oh Jake,” you moan. You bring your hands up to his shoulders, nails digging into the skin as you steady yourself.

“I know, baby. So tight,” he groans, unable to hold back at the feeling of you wrapped around him.

You slam yourself down on his cock, his muscular arms wrap tighter around you, warming your skin from the heat that radiates from him. Your breasts bounce with each thrust, brushing against his face as he buries himself in between them. His breath hits your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

He groans against you, the vibrations running through your body like an electric shock. Your fingers tangle in his hair, grounding yourself in him. He licks the soft skin of your breasts, his fangs nicking them ever so slightly.

Jake is already close, you feel him twitch inside you, over and over again each time you slide him all the way inside of your core. You speed up, finding a rhythm that was beyond pleasurable for both.

His fingers press into the skin of your back, whimpers fall from his lips the closer he reaches his climax.

“Babygirl fuck, I’m so close,” he whines, begging you to let him cum deep inside you.

You don’t stop. Your hips rock against him with a steady pace despite the desperate movements. Jake’s body begins to tremble, and it doesn’t take long for him to fall over the edge.

His body turns rigid, his grip on you punishing. A guttural groan rips from his throat as long, thick ropes of cum fill your core, coating your walls and dripping out from your entrance.

Still, you don’t stop. Your own climax was close. Your clit rubs against the skin of his pelvis, stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves. Chasing the high of your orgasm, you pick up your pace, grinding yourself against him more than before.

“Baby. Baby, shit I can’t take it,” he whimpers, his body shaking from the overstimulation.

“Please Jake. Take it for me,” you whine, riding faster, hungrier, starving even.

You pull his hair, tilting his head back, your lips finding his with an animalistic desire. His tongue slides against your lips, slipping into your mouth and exploring like he had done a million times before.

His cock stays hard inside you as your bounces quickly turn into pleasure once more. He steals the breath from your lungs, forces an extra beat into your heart with his own, anything to relieve him.

Heat pools in your lower belly, growing by the second. The veins and ridges of his cock slide through your walls, pumping his cum deeper. Your nipples drag against his chest, the peaks sore from constant touch. Your clit ribs against his skin, rough and quick with every grind. Walking the line of your climax, your back arches, your mouth hanging open as a string of moans mixed with his name leave your lips.

Your body felt like it was on fire as a wave of ecstasy washes through you. Jake’s cock slams inside you, your core clenches tight around the base of him as cum gushes from your entrance. It leaks down, creating a mess where his cum dripped out of you moments before.

Jake pulls away from the kiss, looking down at you as your body trembles with pleasure.

“So beautiful baby. Gonna fill you up again.”

His words shoot through you, only encouraging your climax.

It wasn’t long before another orgasm crashed through him. His hips thrust into you, frantically reaching for relief.

His seed spills inside you, mixing with yours until your body slows, filled with exhaustion. You slump against him, breathing heavy in short gasps, heart beating out of your ribs.

Jake’s arms envelop you, one hand sliding up to your hair, smoothing it down, while the other rubs soft circles on the skin of your back.

The tension between you is gone, nothing left aside of vulnerability and passion.

[smuttyjane]

Lazy Sex (18+) MDNI

│Jake Sully x Female Metkayina Reader

Sunrise was approaching, casting the eastern sea reefs in shades of blue and grey. The cool breeze from the night blew in through the marui pod sending shivers down your spine.

Jake lays on his side behind you. One arm is wrapped around your waist softly caressing your bright blue skin, the other is resting underneath his head. His chest pressed into your back, his heart beat softly and his breathing matched the rhythm of yours.

You lay awake restlessly listening to the quiet snores that fell from his lips. His soft cock pressed against you and you can't help the slick that pools in your loincloth.

You didn’t want to wake him up for something like this. He spent all day doing the stuff he needed to while also running after his kids. The last thing you thought he would want is to be woken up before he needed to just to relieve you from your desires.

What you didn’t realize was that as you were thinking about how you shouldn’t wake him up, you were rubbing yourself against him.

“Why are you doing that baby,” Jake whispers. His voice was sleepy, groggy from just waking up. You immediately stop the movements you were subconsciously making.

“Sorry I didn’t realize I was,” you say, barely above a whisper as embarrassment creeps onto your face. He slides his hand down your lower belly before gliding a finger across the wet fabric of your loincloth. A small whine leaves your lips from his touch which earns you a low groan from him in return.

“Should’ve woken me up sooner. You’re soaking baby,” he says. You turn your head over your shoulder just to find him undoing the ties to his loincloth. Jake’s cock slaps up against his lower stomach, and you bite back a moan.

He strokes his cock until strings of precum leak from his tip. His gaze finds yours, still sleepy but ready for you to be wrapped around him.

You watch as his arm flexes, his bicep pushes against his arm band. His abdomen tenses from the sudden friction along his length.

His hand finds your hip, making quick work of the tie to your loincloth. Jake doesn’t bother to take it off fully, just enough so he can slide his cock through your folds. He grabs himself by the base, running your slick along his shaft.

You whimper as his tip brushes past your clit and you arch your ass into him.

“So needy,” he groans while positioning his tip at your entrance. Jake’s hand finds your hip once more and he slowly pushes himself into you.

The burn and stretch of his tip were welcoming. You bite your bottom lip, muffling your own moans to not wake anyone else up.

His forehead leans against the back of your head once his cock pressed against your cervix.

“So wet. So tight around me,” he groans. You reach your hand down to his, grabbing his wrist to slide his fingers to your aching clit. His finger runs slow, firm circles to your bundle of nevers.

Jake begins to slide his cock in and out of you lazily. The veins and ridges of him slide through your warm walls. He softly groans repeatedly while you bite back the whimpers you desperately want him to hear.

“Jake,” you whine, begging for more.

“I know baby,” he whispers, speeding up his thrusts ever so slightly.

Jake’s finger rubs harder against your clit as his body finds a rhythm that matches yours. Steady, lazy strokes fill your core.

The hammock creaks underneath the two warm, moving bodies. Harmony hums in the air, even when he wasn’t pleasuring at his full potential, he still has your climax approaching fast.

Heat builds in your lower belly, your entrance begins to clench tight around his cock as he slides in and out of you.

“That feels good,” Jake asks, picking up his speed eager to feel your pleasure.

“Yes Jake, I’m so close,” you whimper, trying your hardest not to be loud.

“Cum on my cock baby,” he whimpers, voice husky and thick with desire.

His words push you closer to your climax. His cock continues to thrust in and out at the careless needy strokes he delivers. Jake’s finger continues to draw circles on your clit.

One more press against your cervix, and pull back along your sweet spot sends you over the edge.

Your body tenses, your teeth sink into the plush skin of your lip. Your hand flies to his, gripping onto his skin by your nails.

Your back arches against him allowing him to thrust deeper inside of you as your cum gushes out along the length of his cock.

“Fuck, I’m going to fill you up baby. You feel so good wrapped around me,” he groans, slowing his thrusts before driving himself in deep. Long, thick ropes of cum shoot from his tip, costing your walls in everything he has to give you.

As his thrusts begin to slow, the grip on each other's bodies loosens.

You struggle to catch your breath while coming down from your high. He whimpers as he slowly slides his tip out of your pulsing entrance.

His cum leaks from your core leaving a mess down the back of your thigh. Jake removed his loincloth and used it to clean up the mess the two of you created together.

“Next time don’t wait to wake me up,” he says softly, laying back down onto the hammock.

You move your body to face him, and his words leave you with the need to pounce on him all over again.