WARNING: mentions of sex, being hard, hickeys, nicknames, touch himself, touchy, staring,
ྀིྀི nsfw and sfw will be separate!
A/N: i’m in my avatar hyper fixation HELPPP. And he isn’t 14 in this ! And English is not my first language, correct me if i make mistakes!
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• He’ll probably steal a few kisses if you’re mad at him for some reason.
• Says “I’ve got your back” every time he gets into a fight for you.
• Gets grounded by his dad because he sneaks out of the house just to see you… and does the exact same thing the next day.
• Turns red as hell if you look at him for too long.
• He gets kinda jealous when you talk to his brother, and he doesn’t know how to hide it — he just rolls his eyes while you laugh at him.
• Calls you “baby” even in front of his father, even though you get shy about it.
• Hates it when anyone touches his hair, but begs you the same night to braid it.
• Smiles to himself when he catches you looking at him.
• Kisses your forehead when he thinks you’re asleep.
• Loves when you play with his fingers absentmindedly.
• writes you letter he would never gives you cause he is to shy
•smile when you use his expressions
• Pulls you closer by the waist in public without even thinking about it.
• Can’t take his eyes out of your lips when you’re speaking to him without even realizing it (it gets you every time).
• Whispers dumb jokes in your ear just to hear you laugh.
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Smut
• Does the knee thing every time.
• You can’t casually sit on his lap because he gets hard every single time.
• Leaves hickeys on your neck, then asks in front of his friends who made them with a smirk, like no one knows it was him (he just wants everyone to know you’re his).
• Calls you “mommy.”
• Gives you every compliment ever invented in bed, just so you know you’re the most beautiful person he ever met.
•He hates how easily you make him whimper, but love it causes it makes you effect.
• every time you say «oh fuck» something happens in his stomach( and in his loincloth 🫣) because you always say that whan he fucks you
• he his so impatient in bed
•after every single time you have sex, he ask you if it was better than yesterday
• he memorized every parts of your body for when he is alone (iykwim😛)
•rolls his eyes and head back when he is about to cum
• he is sooo a boobs man…
•very touchy
• loves to touch your nipple cause he find it satisfying?
• tells you to walk firts for being a “gentleman” but it’s just for staring at your butt
•gets hard at the thought of yesterday night…
•kinda shy in bed
•both hands on your butt when you’re kissing him(only when no one is there)
• and again, he gets hard very easily, like REALLY easily…
warnings: manipulative neteyam, slight infidelity?, drunk warrior man that we don’t like, i think that’s it, this is not proof read whoops
Kiri braided the last feather into your hair, the blue and purple blending together well with the rest of your garments. “You are all ready, ‘eylan. Come, we are already running a bit behind.”
Her hand rested on your shoulder, easing you up from your crouched position. Kiri was the closest thing you had to a sister, her connection to Eywa always fascinated you, the ability to feel such a strong bond with something could be a burden just as much as it is a blessing. Kiri always confided in you in time of need because of your understanding.
You left her home, observing a few younger Na’vi skipping off with their friends to the celebration, engaged in wild chatter. You and Kiri linked arms, hopping together past logs meant for sitting once the dancing and socialization got to be too much. You caught glimpse of Jake, who was with Neytiri and Tuk of course, both of them speaking to higher up warriors, congratulating them on their return and thanking them for participating.
Then you spotted Lo’ak, who was with Spider. You and Kiri naturally gravitated towards them. Kiri smiled bright, reaching her hand out once you two were close enough.
“Monkey boy! I see you’ve gained more stripes.” She said, releasing your arm to embrace him.
You stood beside Lo’ak, glancing around. You were looking for Neteyam, yet you couldn’t spot him anywhere. “Well, the more stripes the better, if I can’t be tall might as well have one thing.” Spider joked, returning her hug.
“Surprises you’re here without Neteyam. You guys are like, inseparable.” Spider said with a tilt of his head.
“Do you know where he is? He told me to find him once I arrived.” You asked curiously, still dipping your head around to try and spot the incredibly hard to miss warrior.
“He was with Rey’ka. She was hanging and dragging off his arm so hard I swear I could’ve seen him almost fall like five times.” Lo’ak said, paying special attention to what your expression contorted into, which was defeat.
He was with his potential mate. The one he never spoke to you about. You huffed understandingly, pursing your lips together as your face went straight. “Well, that is expected, I don’t wish to bother them then.” You turned your attention to Lo’ak, seeing as Spider and Kiri went back to speaking.
“May I accompany you for a little while? Until he has returned.” You asked, pointing over to the drinks that were distributed in hand carved, makeshift cups. “I want to try whatever that is.”
“Oh hell yeah. Apparently if you have like, three of those you’ll be out for the night. Personally I’ve been waiting to test that theory.” Lo’ak said, taking your wrist and dragging you across the forest.
He greeted the warrior before him, signing ‘I see you’, before stepping past him. “Take one, and that’s your only one. Can’t have Neteyam beating my ass tonight.” Lo’ak said tightly, but you knew he didn’t care that much. That what you liked about Lo’ak how laid back he was at any given moment.
You took the drink, taking a sip and immediately scrunched your face up. Your ears flicked back to the bitter taste. “I can see why three is far more than enough.” You licked your lips and hesitantly took another sip.
You knew you should’ve been drinking slower, but the thoughts running through your head only got louder. Where did he go with Rey’ka? What were they doing? Did they plan to mate sooner? That’s something he would tell you, right? Before you knew it, your cup was half way gone and Lo’ak pulled it back from you.
“Woah bro, slow it down. Three is enough for warriors. Two might be pushing it for someone your size.” He said, letting you come back from your thought induced trance.
You nodded your head silently, already feeling the buzz in your cheeks from the drink. Lo’ak allowed you to keep the drink, under the condition of drinking slowly. You stayed lingering by him, no longer bothering to search for Neteyam. You felt betrayed, but you knew you shouldn’t feel that way. You’ve known of Rey’ka from before, though it wasn’t from him, you still felt guilty for being upset. You sank into your thoughts again, taking a bitter sip as tears pricked at your waterline.
You pushed them back, blinking rapidly and turning to the side to avoid Lo’ak and his friends gaze in case they saw. Looking down, you saw a pair of legs in front of you. Neteyam? Quickly looking up at the man in front of you, it certainly wasn’t your Nete. It was another warrior, who seemed to already had enough drinks.
“A gorgeous girl like you shouldn’t be down at a time like this. You are unmated, yes? Is anyone courting you?” His voice was like silk, as he stepped even closer to you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders.
You tried to push your body a bit further away, but you didn’t want to be disrespectful to a warrior of high ranking like himself. “No, I’m not being courted— Are you alright?” You asked cautiously, noticing his wobbling form, the lack of concentration in his eyes from the drinks he had.
“You shouldn’t be alone. Come, sit with me, I’d like to get to know you.” He pulled you back into his chest.
A hand gripped his, the one resting on your shoulders. The warrior looked up, a scowl written on his face before he processed who was behind you. His eyes went wide and his ears flicked back. You turned back, expecting Lo’ak to be standing up for you. Until your eyes met with a broad muscled chest, and a neck piece you created. For Neteyam.
Neteyam ripped the other man’s hand off your shoulder, stepping between you. “Good thing she isn’t alone. You should head home, you’re making a fool of all the warriors who have returned.” His tail flicked behind him, wrapping around your thigh.
“S-sorry, sir. I didn’t see who she was. I apologize, please don’t—“ The man’s pleas were cut off by a shove.
“Leave. Now.” Neteyam hissed, towering over the man, looking down at him.
That was the final push for the man to scurry off, stumbling over roots and pushing past other concerned men. Neteyam huffed, turning around to face you. He glanced down at the cup in your hand, a sigh leaving his lips as he took it from you, drinking the las rod what was there.
“You shouldn’t be drinking, this is far too strong for you, yawne.” Neteyam said, setting the cup aside.
You ignored his scolding, wrapping your arms around his waist, forcing him into a hug. “Thank you, Neteyam.” Was all you could manage to spit out. Anything else would’ve brought you to tears. Wasn’t he with Rey’ka? Would he be upset you didn’t go find him?
He patted your head, his other hand resting on your lower back. “You did not come to me, how long have you been here?” Neteyam pulled you back, wrapping an arm around your waist as he leaned back against the tree.
He pressed you against his chest, his thighs trapping you while you face him. “I haven’t been here that long. Lo’ak told me you were with..Rey’ka. I did not want to interrupt you.” You hoped your mention of her name would bring a painful confession. Was it official? Where even was she if he was here?
His attitude shifted, both of his hands rubbing up and down your arms. Neteyam eyed your appearance, the feathers in your hair, the delicate beads laying over your breasts, and the necklace he had made for you. “We merely had things to discuss, don’t worry yourself. How much did you drink? Your body is hot.”
He made the comment quick, as usual. Neteyam wasn’t wrong though, the one drink and how fast you gulped it down made you tipsy. You rest your head on his chest, looking to the side at other Na’vi. They were bustling, dancing, exchanging weaved pieces. Until a pair of golden, calculating eyes caught yours. Rey’ka. She was looking right at you, her sister by her side. They exchanged whispered before her sister looked in your direction as well.
Their posture seemed on edge, agitated, and defensive. You pushed yourself off Neteyams chest, only getting so far before he tightened his hold on your waist. “Where are you going, yawne? Do you feel sick?” He sat up off the tree, tilting his head to try and meet your eyes before his hand grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.
“Rey’ka, she is looking. This is inappropriate, your mate—“ Neteyam cut you off, pressing closer before ducking his head to whisper in your ear.
“Then let her look, it is alright.” Both of his hands traveled to your hip bones, pulling you closer. Your pelvis pressed against his groin, and your hands on his chest.
“Neteyam, she will be beyond upset.” You tried to reason, even though your heart had been aching for his touch. He didn’t seem to listen, glancing her way once just to see the angry look written all over her. She was angrily speaking to her sister, tail swatting away while throwing hand motions in your direction.
“Come, let me take you to bed.” Neteyam said, a satisfied grin plastered all over his face. The beads in his hair clinked together when he stood at his full height, arm never leaving your waist and he led you back to your Marui.
You still felt dazed from the drink, and embarrassed from Rey’ka’s hard gaze. He wasn’t concerned with her? You were practically gripped onto each other in an intimate position, in front of his mate, and he said to let her look? You couldn’t wrap your head around his thinking. Your chest felt tight, wanting to find an explanation yourself as to why, only to find yourself tripping over a stump.
Neteyam yanked you just in time, not even giving you a second to apologize before scooping you into his arms. “Seems I cannot even trust you to walk.” He knew you weren’t that drunk. He knew you were thinking of Rey’ka. Why he did what he did.
Neteyam knew though, this was enough to bring you back to now, to feel you against him. To have you submit to him, and let him take care of you. As he always did. “I was just thinking, I’m sorry. I don’t understand why—“ Neteyam bounced you up once, making you wrap your arms around his neck.
“I said, don’t worry yourself. All will become clear in due time, song bird.” He said softly, kicking the flaps open to your Marui. Stepping in, he squatted down, letting your legs rest over his thigh, with his arm supporting your back.
You planted both feet on the floor, crawling out of his lap and onto the furs laid across your floor. Neteyam hopped closer, beginning to undo the braids holding your feathers in place. “I do not wish to keep secrets, but some things are hard to confess now. I will tell you when you are ready to know.” He said, placing the first feather on your desk.
“I am ready now! You can tell me anything, Nete.” You sighed, agitation showing in the way your ears pricked up and your tail slapped against the floor. He had always treated you like a piece of glass. You could handle yourself, you knew you could. Did he not trust you? What was so hard to confess?
Neteyam pressed his lips together, gripping the back of your neck and forcing you to look at him. You could see him clearly now in the soft light illuminating your room. His handsome face. the striped littering his cheeks and the way his eyes always seemed so soft when looking at you. His long braided hair, adorned with beads you collected for him. He always asked you to braid his hair, and he would do the same for you. Now, his look was more serious than you’ve ever been permitted to see.
“You are ready when I say you are. Do you hear me?” His brows furrowed, golden eyes searching yours. Neteyam hoped not to make you fear him, but to understand. He was surprised you bit back, that wasn’t like you. Not his song bird.
You nodded, “Yes, ‘Teyam. I just don’t want you to leave me in the dark. It’s all you’ve been doing recently.” You admitted. It was true, especially something so serious like his future mate, his status as the future Olo’eyktan. It’s like he knew something you didn’t.
Neteyam brought your forehead to his, your flat noses touching. A heat spread across your cheeks, realizing your lips were inches from his. “You will always have me, yawntu. I will not leave you behind. You’re too dear to me, too important to let go of.” He whispered, his hands cupping your cheeks. It seemed like he said more than he should have.
He pulled back, brushing your hair back behind your shoulders from when he had unbraided it. Your eyes glossed over, sleep taking over your bones. He could see it, the way your body swayed at his touch, how you slowly tried to lower yourself on the layers of fur and leather on your floor. Neteyam helped you down, letting sprawl out. He stood up, taking his knife out of its holster and placing it next to his bow on the desk. He tied the flaps together, double checking they were on tight enough before sauntering back to your barely awake form on the floor.
He sank down next to you, pulling some of the covers over your lower half before lifting your head. He slipped his arm underneath, for you to use as a pillow. “Thank you, Nete. For taking me home.” Neteyam smiled, keeping a respective distance from you while still being able to feel the heat radiating from your body. “For not leaving.” You added.
That’s when he broke, and shifted closer, guiding your head to his chest. “Of course, yawne. If anything you’ll have trouble getting rid of me.” He wasn’t exaggerating, and that brought a chuckle from you.
He lazily traced shapes on your arm, listening to how your heartbeat steadied, you were asleep.
“You can try as much as you’d like, but you’re not going anywhere.” Neteyam muttered, closing his eyes. He wasn’t lying about that either.
Headcannons & Requests
Neteyam, Rotxo and Aonung are crushing on you
Neteyam prompts based off pictures
Aonung x reader with angel fang piercings
Aonung with heatstroke x Metkayina healer reader
Aonung doesn't think he was clear enough about his confession
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Omatikaya Face Claims
Na'vi Outfits / Clothing
Aonung Images
Warnings: cursing, oral (reader receiving), p in v, multiple orgasms, neteyam having a size kink, neteyam being “Mr. Steal yo girl” kinda, creampie, marking, scenting.
Listen to Mr. Steal yo girl by Trey Songz for the best experience 😊
Synopsis: You wanted lo’ak, and it was no secret. However, you were scared to talk to him. When you went to Neteyam for help, he made it known that lo’ak wouldn’t be interested in you because of your abnormal (among navi) size. But you soon realized, that what one brother didn’t like, the other one loved…
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“Cant you find something else to do? I don’t have time for this today.” Neteyam chuckled, pushing leaves out of his path as he went to fulfill his duties. This was becoming an everyday thing almost. You’d follow Neteyam into the forest as he did his daily chores just to bug him about the same old shit.
You had a huge crush on lo’ak, and since you and Neteyam were…somewhat friends, you decided that the only way to get in good with lo’ak was with the help of Neteyam. Although he wasn’t much help.
“Neteyam come onnnn. I’ll leave you alone if you talk to lo’ak for me.” You whined, running behind him to keep up with his long strides. You were alittle younger than both of them, but that didn’t stop you from trying. Also, you were alittle smaller than the average female Navi, so you got made fun of sometimes. But you had a “Fuck you” mentality when it came to bullies, you couldn’t care less.
“Why don’t you talk to him, huh? Why are you bugging me about it? I’ve got shit to do y/n.” He spoke calmly, making sure to hold the leaves down for you to walk through. He was such a gentlemen without even trying.
“You know him better than I do. I just figured you could help me out…TEYAM!” You shouted his name, making him halt in his tracks with an irritated sigh. He turn to you, walking alittle closer.
“Y/n please. I don’t have time to get in the middle of this shit. And plus, I personally don’t think that lo’ak would go for this.” Neteyam confessed.
“And why do you think that? I’m pretty, no?” You asked with a hint of aggression, eyebrow cocked as you awaited an answer. He chuckled, crossing his arms.
“You’re very pretty. But you know that’s not what I meant.” He shook his head. Your eyes narrowed, picking up on what he was insinuating.
“Well what DID you mean, Neteyam?” You asked, anger radiating off of your skin. He eyed your small frame up and down in curiosity.
“Fuck, don’t make me say it. It’s very obvious.” He ran his hand through his braids with a loud chuckle. You were now visibly angry, tail swaying high in defense as you clutched your bow. Although you were smaller, you were one of the best warriors here. Some would even say better than the mighty warrior himself, so he knew you meant business.
With a loud sigh, he finally fessed up. “Y/n…you’re tiny as fuck.” He nodded with a sarcastic grin.
“Neteyam, what does that have to do with anything? Huh?” You asked with heavy aggression, shifting your body weight to one hip.
“If I were lo’ak. I wouldn’t even wanna touch you. Might break your little ass.” He joked, however you didn’t find it funny whatsoever.
“Fuck you. I can take any male in this clan, you and lo’ak INCLUDED. Size means NOTHING!” You snapped, poking his chest angrily as you peered up at him. He let out a loud laugh, placing his large hands on your shoulders.
“I promise you, and I mean this in the most humble way possible. You cannot take me, y/n.” He spoke passive aggressively, his tone becoming alittle serious.
“Neteyam, check my fucking stats. I’d have you crying when I’m done.” You growled, smacking his hands off of your shoulders. It was no secret that you’d been with other males before, what girl hadn’t? Though small, you knew exactly how to please a man. And men just like Neteyam would underestimate you all the time…until they got their feel.
“Oh y/n, please. I’ve heard about you, trust me. But I’m a REAL man. Those little boys you’ve been with have NOTHING on me. You hear me? NOTHING!” He growled, jaw clenching in restraint. You laughed in his face, taking a step back to scan his body from head to toe.
“Oh, ok there big boy. Calm down. Did lil ole’ me get under the mighty warriors skin?” You mocked. Neteyam was a man of great restraint, but you were really pressing his buttons today. He let out a deep sigh, before chuckling to himself.
“Don’t make me ruin you for lo’ak.” Was all he said, in that deep tone of his. The one that meant business. The one that created a pool of your own slick in your loincloth. The one that made you shift back and forth experimentally, trying to find some sort of friction.
“A lot of open ended sentences today. Tell me what that’s supposed to mean.” You commanded, arms crossed as you took a step forward.
“You know what it means, don’t act so innocent y/n. And DONT challenge me. I’ll snap you like a twig.” He trailed off, eyeing you up and down. You laughed in his face again, at his sudden sexual advances. It was always lo’ak for you, but Neteyam was just as hot, if not hotter. He was stronger, taller, sexier, and a lot more mature.
“So do it. You have nothing but space and opportunity to show me. If I’m being honest, this sounds like a bunch of bs. I can’t take you seriously in this light, Neteyam. You’re always so uptight.” You teased, hoping that it would make him angry enough to take you, right here…right now. But he quickly caught on to your antics. He stepped closer, until your plump breast met his stomach. Peering down at you with a crooked grin.
“Oh, I don’t know y/n. You’re too small to ride this ride. I don’t wanna hurt you. You’re better off finding lo’ak. He’s more your speed.” He nodded.
“But the things I’d do to you…it’s unspeakable.” He whispered, running his large hand down your torso, all the way to the band of your loincloth. You bit your lip, directing your attention to the scene.
“Tell me about it, I’m all ears.” You spoke sensually, eyes meeting his once again. “Well first…I’d rip this fucking loincloth off of your hips.” He spoke, simultaneously ripping your cloth off. You gasped, finding your balance again from the unexpected force.
“Then…I’d turn you around, and bend you over.” He spoke. His tone low and full of lust as he spun you around, bending you over into a 90 degree angle. Your hands immediately finding refuge on the bark of the tree infront of you. You let out a little giggle as you turned your head to look back at him, waiting for his next move.
“Mmmhm.” he groaned, smacking your ass as he watched your arousal leak out of you like a stream. You let out a small whimper at the impact, so desperate for more.
He kneeled down behind you, coming face to face with your dripping cunt. He licked his lips before diving in. His calloused hands holding your cheeks opened as he devoured you whole.
“G-God, Neteyam!” You whimpered, digging your nails into the bark. He didn’t say anything else to you, didn’t even bother coming up for air. All you could hear was nasally gulps, and squelching sounds followed by low hums of satisfaction from him.
You could feel his tongue flicking, sucking, and gnawing on your sensitive clit before licking all the way up to your ass, giving it a small peck. And then he would go back to work on you. Your legs were starting to shake as your whines increased in volume.
“I-Im sooo close.” You spoke in exhaustion from holding yourself up. He hummed in response, wiggling his head as you used the flat of his tongue to taste you completely. This in turn, sending you over the edge. Without much warning, you released into his mouth. You tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but his strong hands held you in place as he lapped up your juices. All of your essence dripping down his jaw and neck.
“This pussy tastes like heaven, baby.” He chuckled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before standing to his full height behind you.
“I want you to stay juuust like this for me. Think you can do that?” He asked as he untied his loincloth from around his his gently. You nodded in response, feeling his tip graze past your slit on the way up to slap his stomach.
He grabbed his cock, using the tip to play with your clit. “Mmm…” You hum, leaning your cheek against the bark as you watched him with desperate eyes.
With little to no warning, just a devilish smirk, he slide into you slowly. His cock was stretching you out more than you’d ever been, yet it felt like the perfect fit once he bottomed out. You let out a series of loud whimpers once you felt his tip probing at your cervix. That was a feeling you’d never had before.
“I know, baby. I know…” he moaned, thrusting into you slowly to get you used to his size. His large hands trailed all the way up your back, giving it a light rub before finding their way to the back of your neck.
“You’re s-sooo big!” You whined, knuckles turning white from the grip you had on the bark infront of you. He didn’t know what it was about your cries that turned him on so much. Maybe it was the fact that you were a tough girl, and seeing you so helpless at the hands of him made his head spin.
And as much as he loved to make fun of how small you were, he secretly loved it. The comparison of you to him had him aroused from the start. He was a relatively big guy, very strong, and muscular from his endless training. And although you were a warrior too, you simply didn’t look like one. You were very fragile…delicate to him. And he loved that he could have his way with you.
“Mhm, keep talking.” He growled, now picking up the pace. His warm sack smacking against your sensitive clit, creating the right amount of friction. On top of the constant pounding to your sweet-spot. You couldn’t even form a complete thought at this point. The pleasure was consuming you. And at that point, you realized that you’d never had sex like this. Neteyam had proven to you why he was the better choice.
“I-I can’t even….I-I d-don’t- FUUUCK!” You rambled. So flustered that you couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. He let out a breathily chuckle, rutting into you like he’d never see you again.
“Ok! ok! ok! I-I can’t take this shit. y-you’re killing me, Teyam!” You whined, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You were on the verge of such an intense orgasm, unlike anything you’d felt before. It was becoming too much for you to handle.
“But you’re so fucking close, baby. I can feel the way you’re squeezing me, sucking me in. I thought you could take me?” He spoke in a condescending tone, the same devilish grin plastered across his face as he watched your plump ass ripple with every thrust.
“I-I can’t take you! I CANT!” You whimpered, tears blurring your vision. He slowed down for you, just alittle, but not nearly as much as you needed. You began to gnaw at the bark in desperation, just trying to find some relief from your incoming orgasm.
“And why can’t you take me? I wanna hear this shit.” He spoke in a low tone, shifting his hands to your hips for more leverage. He began to thrust into you slow and deep, nearly knocking the wind out of you with every stroke.
Oh, how he loved this. He knew why you couldn’t, he just wanted to hear you say it. Hear you tell him how strong, and how big he was. It was an ego boost for him, and to have you completely drunk off of his cock was a huge turn on.
“Mmm t-oooo big. Way t-too big!” You spoke deliriously, legs beginning to shake as that knot in your stomach started to unravel. Your walls clenched around him before releasing your essence. You let out a series of loud moans, just like music to his ears.
“Thaaats right, baby. Cum on this big dick.” He moaned, smacking your ass with his bottom lip in between his teeth. His cock began to twitch Inside of you, signaling that he was about to cum. So instead, he pulled out of you quickly with a loud groan. He held your hips in place so that you wouldn’t fall as he caught his breath.
“Fuck.” He whispered under his breath. You managed to turn around in his embrace, leaning your back against the bark of the tree lazily.
“Y-You didn’t-“ you began, before he lifted his finger to silence you. “Don’t worry about me. I just wanted to give you alittle taste. I don’t wanna hurt you.” He confessed, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.
“What if I want you to hurt me?” You spat, bringing him flush to you by his hips. He cocked an eyebrow in confusion, but mostly curiosity.
“Give me your all, Neteyam. Give me everything, please. Even if we have to go at it all fucking night. I want more than a taste.” You spoke sensually, wrapping your arms around his waist before planting a kiss on his chest.
“Fuck, don’t talk like that. Please.” He chuckled, rubbing your arms lovingly as he stared down into your desperate eyes.
“And what about lo’ak, huh? I thought you had a thing for him an hour ago.” He asked playfully, already knowing that lo’ak was the farthest thing from your mind at this point.
“I want you now. Is that a crime?” You asked, not even letting him answer the question before you stood on your tippy toes, engaging in a passionate kiss with him. His hand found the back of your head, gripping your hair to deepen the kiss. The other hand snaking around to lift you up, pinning you to the tree behind you. You immediately wrapped your legs around his waist, and your arms around his neck.
“Mmm, take this off.” He spoke between kisses, referring to your top. You backed away from him slightly, leaning all the way back on the bark. He watched you intently, as you began to untie your revealing top. It popped open with the last knot, revealing your plump breasts. And just like a man, he licked his lips as his eyes locked to your chest.
“Fuuuck me.” He groaned before attacking your nipples. Gently gnawing at them to create love bites, and running his warm tongue around your areola. He nuzzled his head in your chest with low groans of satisfaction as he scented you. Everyone would know who you belonged to from here on out.
Without warning, he lifted you up by your ass, and slammed you down on his cock. You both moaning in unison. He immediately set a merciless rhythm, impaling you over and over again roughly.
“Oh great mother, yessss!” You praised, squeezing your eyes shut as your voice rippled through the forest due to his unbearable pace.
“Mmm, keep screaming like that.” He demanded, thrusting into you harder, knocking the air out of your lungs with every stroke. There wasn’t much else you could say, you were completely silenced.
“I-I..” you stuttered, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You let your head find refuge on the bark behind you, revealing your unscathed neck to Neteyam…big mistake for such a territorial male like himself.
He bent down to your neck, taking a deep breath before flashing his fangs. He grazed your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Without anymore hesitation, he bit down on your neck gently. Still hard enough to leave a mark.
“Oh my-“ you started, your head going completely limp on the bark behind you. You could feel another orgasm building deep in your stomach.
“B-Baby, Im so close. Sooo so close!” He moaned, watching your breast bounce from his hard thrusts. He was slowly loosing it, and he couldn’t contain himself much longer. He could feel his stomach muscles tense repeatedly, which is something that’s never happened to him. Beads of sweat began to roll off of his frowned forehead. His mouth was slightly agape, low whimpers falling from his lips. And at that moment, he realized he’d never had sex like this.
“FUCK!” He growled, his hand slapping against the bark behind you as he bounced you on his cock quickly.
“Give it to me, pleaseeee!” You screamed, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly, leaning your head on his shoulder. Your body began to tremble in his arms as your toes curled. You couldn’t hold it anymore. Your peak was nearing quickly.
“Ladies first. Cum on this dick again, baby.” He whispered in your ear, kissing the lobe gently. The act alone sending you over the edge. Your eyes rolled back, jaw slack as you released on him for the second time. Loud squelching sounds filling the forest as his cream coated cock slid in and out of you. He could feel your walls contracting around him, and he just couldn’t hold it any longer. “Ohhh, shit! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He chanted, releasing his seed deep into your empty womb with a loud groan.
“Don’t be sorry, I-I wanted it. Juuust like that!” You whined, rolling your hips into his to bury his seed deeper into your tight cunt. You both took a few minutes to catch your breaths before he pulled out slowly.
“Mmmhm…” He hummed, watching his excess cum drip to the ground beneath you. For a moment, you two stared at each other in awe, completely whipped by one another.
He had his mind made up, and it seemed as though you had changed yours. Neteyam was the only man you wanted from now on….
Disclaimer: pls do not laugh at this peace of hot garbage I know it's bad so pls be nice this is my first story and if the views are bad then it will be my last thy very much.
“The devil will destroy and kill your spirit and your love for god if you let it”.
“Amen,” my mother shouted in response to what the reverend said.
I was currently in church sitting around in boredom as my ears rang from all the loud cheers and shouts the people in the crowd were letting out.
My sister is so lucky she gets to go to the back with the rest of the kids in Sunday school which is a fun time they never learn anything in there.
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Just as church was over everyone was standing outside it was a hot summer day the only thing cooling everyone off was the amazing breeze passing by.
My parents were still in the church talking to the reverend. Just then I felt something hit me I turned around to see a dirty blonde-haired boy walking to the back of the church.
I followed him and before I could turn the corner a hand grabbed mine and threw me against the church wall.
I then felt something wet on my neck when I opened my eyes it was Henry kissing my neck. He pulled back and looked me in the eyes. “It took forever for you to get out of that fucking church,” Henry said the sound of hunger in his voice
He kissed my lips taking a moment to look at them and then kissing them again. Just as I started to comprehend everything I looked at Henry to see he had another black eye it’s like his third one in 2 months.
I grabbed his head and examined his face. His facial expression got sad like a puppy’s “Why do you keep letting your dad do this to you”
He then backed away a little “What am I supposed to do Y/N he’s my dad “ he said sounding so defeated.
“Exactly he’s your dad he shouldn’t be putting his hands on you” is said grabbing his face with both my hands “ I don’t want to talk about that right now Y/N,” he said pecking my lips.
He had a grasp on my Sunday dress so I already knew what that meant. Henry started getting on his knees as he slowly pulled my thin floral dress up I held some of it up for him as he started to pull my pink lace panties down my legs.
He fully took them off and put them in his pocket after he grabbed my legs and pulled them a bit apart. Giving my already wet cunt a lick I kinda flinched once I felt his warm Tongue between the lips of my Vigina and into my hole.
I felt so dirty knowing that I kinda liked it but also being able to still hear the church people in the front chit-chatting. “You taste so good” Henry mumbled his words seeing as he was face deep in my cunt his mouth soaked in wetness.
“Y/N come on where leaving” I heard my mother yell my eyes shot open as I looked down at Henry to see he was already looking at me. He stood up and pulled my dress down he grabbed my face and kissed my lips again “I’ll see you later” he said.
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“LEAVE IT ALONE Y/N”
Henry slapped me and then yelled at me as he had me pinned to the bed my eyes started to tear up a bit.
Henry was telling me all the horrible things his dad does to him and he was crying so I told him I could go to the reverend at my church and get some help for him and now here we are.
“Say you won’t tell the reverend,” he said I started sobbing as hot tears fell from my eyes like water he slapped me again and started choking me.
“Say you won’t tell that goddamn reverend Y/N”
“……”
“I swear to fucking god Y/N SAY IT”
“I won’t go to the reverend…I’m sorry” I said as I cried even more and could feel my face getting hotter Henry stopped choking me and came down to my face giving me soft kisses all over it and shushing me.
Henry got up and walked out of the room leaving me there I curled up into a ball crying hard feeling my face get hotter.
I guess I fell asleep because when I woke up it was night and I was still in Henry’s room the only thing illuminating it was the moonlight light. my skin felt terrible as the tears I cried dried up on my face and left a trail on my skin.
I got up and walked down the hall to the living room to see Henry in the living room watching TV. “Henry I’m going home now,” I said my voice very low as I put my baby blue sweater back on. I started to look around “Is your dad home”
I asked he looked up at me and shook his head “No he’s working a night shift” Henry said Looking back at the tv. I sat next to him on the couch I put my head on his shoulder watching the TV with him.
“I’m sorry Y/N” Henry said low while still looking at the tv. I sat up and looked at him garbing his face and kissing him softly on his lips. When I looked back at his face he had tears running down his face he then put his arms around me hugging me tightly.
As he hugged me he gave me kisses on my neck “I’m so fucking sorry Y/N please forgive me” he said while still crying and kinda whimpering.
(We love a pathetic man 😫)
It started to get kinda hot as Henry started kissing lower and lower down my body taking my sweater off again and pulling the straps on my dress down my arms until my dress fell to my waist and my chest was exposed.
Henry then took his shirt off moved the blanket that was behind me on the couch and laid me on my back getting on top of me and taking my dress fully off.
I cover my boobs as he took my now white panties off and threw them above my head somewhere. Once he saw me covering myself he moved my hands and started to kiss my chest.
Henry got up and took his pants off then his boxers I stayed silent looking at his already hard dick then up at him it looked to be about 7 inches but it was also thick. The tip was red and his balls hung low.
He then got back on top of me kissing me again I put my hands on his chest stopped him and said “Do you have a condom Henry” he looked at me for a second then he looked around “A condom ?” he asked “ my parents don’t let me take birth control so we’ll have to use a condom Henry. Do you have any around”
It was kinda funny watching him stand in the middle of the living room with his dick just hanging out as he scratched the back of his head trying to think.
He walked out of the living room and when he came back he had a condom in his hands. It was hot watching him open it and slide it on his cock. Henry got back on top of me and slowly started to put it in.
It felt like he was ripping me open so I grabbed his back and held onto him. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth “goddamn” I heard Henry say as he had a good amount inside of me but that wasn’t all of him. He started to move till I grabbed his shoulders “Wait Henry let me adjust” We stayed like that for a good minute so I could adjust to Henry's dick before he started moving again.
I tapped Henry on the shoulder letting him know he could move. He pulled out slowly then pushed back in slower. It felt like fire was inside of me but slowly it started to feel good.
Henry laid on top of me putting his head on my neck I could feel his breath on my neck and I could feel every single noise he made in my ear
“A little faster Henry” I whisper, once he heard that he picked up the pace and started to move in and out of me faster I could hear him cussing under his breath as he put one hand above my head and the other on top of my right breast As he went faster.
“fuck Henry,” I said as he pushed himself up and started to give me desperate slow hard strokes.
It felt so good I had a lump in my throat and was teary eyed “fuck you feel amazing Y/N” he said with his eyes closed he moved his hand from above my head and moved it as he pulled my left leg up and held it down going deeper in me.
I sat up on my elbows and threw my head back “Right there Henry god” Henry laid on me and put his arms around me in a hug as he stirred his hips giving me deep pathetic humping strokes. “Am I doing good?” he asked
I nodded my head not being able to say anything just taking in the euphoric feeling. “Does it feel good” he breathed out I nodded my head again saying “Mhm”
Henry then pulled out and turned me on my side to face the tv he got behind me and put my leg up then sliding back in me.
It still hurt but when it was fully in it felt amazing again. “Shit Y/N you're so tight,” he said putting his arm under me and grabbing one of my boobs squeezing it like a stress ball “Please fuck me, Henry”
I moaned just from that then again once Henry started to thrust. My leg burned as Henry held it up. I could feel Henry’s balls slapping against my pussy and The sound of him violating my wet cut going in and out so rough and the wetness dripping down on the couch and his ball just the sound of all that filled the room.
If anyone came in on us it would be very obvious what we were doing. Henry let go of my leg and hugged my waist his hand still playing and pulling on my breast as he started to go at a fast pace I started to get a weird feeling in my stomach and as he went faster .
Henry grabbed my neck as he moaned in my ear “fuck I’m sorry for hurting you Y/N I’m so fucking sorry” Henry pleads. With just his words that feeling in my stomach let go and my body felt electric it felt like my pussy had butterflies in it. Henry’s thrust got sloppier and fast yet slow at the same time After that I was spent but with Henry going feral trying to chase his high my already sore cunt was being tortured at that point but it still felt so good.
“I’m so sorry please for gi….ve me……ple…ase”
He said low as his thrust came to a stop yet his hips still twitched forward. He let out a satisfied huff and put one arm under my head and the other over my stomach only to go up and start playing with my breast. Henry laid his head between my neck as we laid on the couch in silence while the “price is right” played in the background and the tv illuminated the living room.
I looked behind me to see Henry fast asleep I got up and put my clothes back on I woke Henry who was half asleep and walked him to his room taking his clothes with him.
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I already had an alibi, so once I got home, my parents did not suspect anything. I went to my room and gathered my things to take a shower.
Once I got out I looked at myself in the mirror to see I had hickeys all over me on my neck and my chest my Breasts were red they had scratches all over them from Henry grabbing them like baseballs.
Everything about me felt different. I didn’t feel the same, and I knew it was because of what I did with Henry.
But I also thought of Henry. I remember the way he looked above me, the way he moved my legs so he could go deeper inside of me, how rough he was how much he moaned, and how he sounded when he moaned.
All of that running through my mind kinda made me HORNY?
I don’t know what that word means too much but my friend said it means “In the mood for something”
just a silly little thought but can i request the sully brothers each reacting to the reader having a bush? 👀 i never see this often written!
Tbh…tbh….i had to write this bc it was brewin in my head ever since i saw that you sent this in, nonnie😭
(Also, I’d just like to say that if this makes you uncomfortable just simply unfollow me/keep scrolling/wtv you need to do to not feel like that. What you read is NOT under my control. Just had to say that before I continue☺️💕)
Dividers by: @cafekitsune
Warnings: p in v, reader as a bush (duh), switch dynamics, degradation, praise, aged up! Neteyam, aged up! Lo’ak, cum play, mentions of impregnation, cunnilingus, and I think that’s it. Enjoy, babies<3 (btw this isn’t proofread, so if there’s errors I apologize!)
- Neteyam wouldn’t care at all, if anything he finds it more attractive than when you don’t shave
- will purposely eat you out for hoursss because the feeling of your thighs + the little curly hairs rubbing against his face drives him crazy
- also is soo notorious for insisting to cum inside of you/cum directly onto your pussy, because he just loves the mess it makes. The sight of his and your own cum covering your tired cunt and thighs makes him wanna breed you untill it takes. (RAHH NETEYAM WITH A BREEDING KINK😩)
- loves to cup your pussy in his big ass hand, and he’ll slowly slide a finger inside of you while he shushes and coos a mixture of praises and degradation. Especially if you try to push away from him because of embarrassment of the little patch of hairs you have adorning your precious cunt.
“Awh, babygirl, why are you gettin all shy now? You were too shy when you were begging for me to cum inside of you, like the little slut you are...or when you see begging for me to stretch your tiny pussy out with my cock…you know there’s no need to feel embarrassed around me, babygirl. I love you endlessly.”
- also is so obsessed with how much your natural scent is increased when you don’t shave, so whenever he eats you out he’s always in a trance because of it. He won’t stop untill you physically cannot anymore(but even then he’ll pry another one out of u☺️)
- will purposely fuck you in missionary because he loves watching the strings of the both of your juices sticking to his lower abdomen that connect to your pussy. It’s just more fuel for him to breed you.
- regardless tho, he loves you and your body (+more) unconditionally and will support anything you choose to do with it<3
- now, Lo’ak, is a frl menace when it comes to this (but what else is new😭)
- mf will deadass tell you not to shave bc he finds your bush so attractive
- and if you do he’ll be so pissy about it😭one time you did he didn’t talk to you for 2 days bc he was so mad, (and you made fun of him for it once he finally came back bc he was acting like a child😭)
- whenever you’re feeling insecure about it/your body in general he’ll be stuck to your side all day, never leaving your body untouched and never leaving your mind with a doubt. He’ll be stuck between your legs for hours while telling you how beautiful you are and how pretty your body is.
- also js is such a munch in general, he’ll always beg to taste you before he leaves your side. And when he actually gets to it, babyboy gets so needy and whiney:( poor boy is slurping and sucking at your over sensitive clit while his cock is twitching and drooling with precum, so much that it leaves a little puddle on the floor:(
- and if you tug his hair whenever he hits your sweet spot, the neediest whine will come from him. It startled you at first, but when you looked down at him you were met with the most pathetic little face ever, his ears were pinned to his skull, face completely covered in your slick, lips all puffy, eyes all lust hazed and needy, and let’s not forget how much his tail would be swaying and wrapping around any body part of yours it can grab. He’s like an excited little puppy when it comes to going down on you, he can’t help it:(
- a bonus if you hit him with the hair tug + praise combo(and if you wrap your thighs around his head extra tight☺️) bc he’ll be complete putty in your hands. All kinda of desperate whines and moans will come from him as he makes you cum for the 5th time that night.
- he gets so whiney too, he’ll constantly beg you for “just one more” when you know you’re too overstimulated
“I know you can give me one more, mama. You don’t even have to do anything, I’ll do all the work, ok? Please just gimme one more…please, mama?”
- also will purposely fuck you in mating press/missnonary because he loves how your slick will stick to his v line and connects him back to your cunt
- when you two are done and you’re both ready to go to sleep, he always ends up fucking your thighs lightly, and always makes sure to rub between your folds with his length js so he can tease you and bc of the feeling of the little curly hairs rubbing against his tip makes him dizzy with pleasure
- besides all of that tho, he loves you no matter what, and whatever you choose to do with your body he’ll support ( just give him two days)
A/N~ I almost wasn’t even gonna post this bc I lost the whole fucking thing the first time, but I did it!! Tbh it was nice to write smth that wasn’t the fics I’ve been working on, so ty nonnie for sending this in!! And I hope this is everything you hoped and dreamed for😭 bc I kinda felt like I was talking out my ass the whole time. ANYWAY! stay safe, and stay hydrated, love you babies<3
₊⊹ Do you regret this? - [ ☁︎ ・𖦹・★ ] ᝰ You and Lo’ak are having your first child together and as the pregnancy gets further along you wonder if Lo’ak regrets having a baby with you.
content: you started to get bored, so to feed your boredom you came up with the idea to whisper something to the sully brothers, to make them react and lose focus on what they were originally doing.
pairing: neteyam & lo’ak / f!na’vi!reader
contains: flustered boys, humor, language [i think]
wordcount: 1.5k
notes: I don’t know why I write this for every character I have a brainrot with. i just find make out sessions hot and I can’t stop thinking abt it…<\3 reblogs would be appreciated!!
★ neteyam
• neteyam is used to you whispering things to make him flustered.
• you’ve done it so many times, he even mastered how to control his expressions to not give you the satisfaction you want
• so you stopped doing it for a while. until now…
• the meeting you were in with him was getting boring and you wanted to leave.
• neteyam stood next to you looking more handsome than ever. all you wanted to do was tackle him and kiss every inch of his face
• that’s when the idea popped into your head. It’s been a while since you’ve whispered something to him, this would definitely get him off guard.
• he was flabbergasted. he definitely said “this bitch..?” in his head.
• neteyam hated when you tease him with something that involves kissing. because he's a man that would do anything to please you and make you happy and if you wanted to make out right now…he will go for it.
• he hates it even more when he's in a situation where has to wait for that to happen. he can get very impatient [even tho he's a very patient person] but it was because of the eyes you gave him.
• so innocent and pure [yeah right]
• at that very moment, he hated you <3 but let’s just say both needs were taken care of.
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the meeting started with jake calling out the mistakes that were made in the previous attack. you hated this part of the meeting, having to stand there and hear jake criticize everyone for their missteps, it made you cringe, especially when he called you out. the meeting proceeded and you grew bored. you knew you shouldn’t but you were exhausted, hungry, and ready for bed.
after letting out a long yawn, you forgot to keep it quiet and made neteyam turn to you. he frowned and stitched his nose to ask you what was wrong. you shook your head and waved your hand, not wanting to take his focus away from a meeting he had to pay attention to. as you stared into his eyes, neteyam’s traveled from yours to your lips, then turned back to his father who was now talking about how they are going to confront the next attack.
you see neteyam’s tail go from side to side at pace. he looked so handsome, focus neteyam was your favorite neteyam and it made you think about unthinkable things. you wanted to kiss him over and over again. seeing him like that gave you an idea. you dabbed on his bicep and waited for him to meet your eyes. when he turns, you tiptoed and reach his ear with a hand covering your mouth, he then inclines to the side to make it easier for you. “wanna ditch and go make out?” you whispered your brilliant idea.
you stepped back, going to your original position with a smile. neteyam stayed inclining for a few seconds with his ears perked up before looking at his dad, then at you. his eyes were a bit wide and full of shock. he was trying to hide a smile that tried to creep its way to his lips, especially when he sees you title your head to the side. he stares at you and takes a deep breath as if he was deciding something in his head. you knew he wouldn't do it but he was full of surprises.
with a final decision in his head, he glanced at you one more time and turned back to his dad just in time before being called by him. before going up to jake, his tail hits yours. you giggled quietly and crossed your arms. knowing that when you step out of this tent, he’ll be taking you somewhere and you’ll have your answer to your proposal.
you walked out of the tent alone because neteyam had to stay with his dad to discuss something “confidential”. you wait by the doorway and after 10 minutes you are pulled away by neteyam. “don’t ever do that again, okay?” he whisper-yells taking you to his very own marui. “do what?” you asked, afraid that his dad might’ve heard you and now neteyam is in some kind of trouble. when you arrived at his marui, he turned to you, letting his soft hold on your wrist go. “make me wait like that, it was torture” he smiled, taking your face into his hands. “and dad heard you” he then kisses you.
★ lo’ak
making lo’ak flustered was easy. he might have a tough exterior but when it comes to you he can’t hold his mean face for too long.
you loved messing with him, especially when there were people around.
but when it came to the two of you being alone it was also a cute adventure, going places you weren’t supposed to go and making out.
making out 24/7 because it was hard for the two of you to let go of each other.
and after moving to the reefs it became hard to continue that routine, the place was new and there was a high risk of getting lost or getting caught.
when you pulled your little “prank” on him In front of everyone, he panicked on the inside but on the outside he gave you a glare.
he's definitely cursing at you for teasing him and taking his focus off of something he needs to learn.
you kept teasing him and he couldn’t hold it.
it ends with the two of you finally finding a spot but losing track of time and getting caught by his dad.
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you sat on a rock by the beach surrounded by the sullys, tsireya, and aonung. after making the bonds with the ilu’s and learning how to ride them, now it was time to learn how to breathe the metkayina way. you sat in between lo’ak and kiri while tsireya and aonung sat in front of you. they began to instruct all of you on what to focus on while you took deep breaths. It only took you two to three tries to master your breathing. you wanted to announce it but once you saw everyone else struggle, you kept it to yourself and stayed seated. going along with the others, taking extra practice. out of everyone you saw lo’ak struggle the most, to you he looked adorable, perking his lips forward as he took deep breaths and let them out.
for some reason, you wanted to mess with him and make him lose his focus. after all, if he couldn’t learn today you were going to teach him privately. as an “I’m sorry” gift for messing with him in front of others. after everything that has happened, you haven’t been able to get lo’ak to yourself, and right now seemed like a good idea to say what you’ve been wanting to say for a long time. you knew it would throw him off because one he's been wanting to do it too and two there are people around.
you lean towards him and he sees you. “I'm bored, do you want to ditch and make out?” you smiled. lo’ak pulled away first, his face nonchalant as his eyes scan the circle of people, making sure that no one heard you. he then glares at you through a side look. you kept your wide smile and your eyes on him, blinking innocently. he looks away and fixes his posture breathing in and out. tsireya approaches him, she places her hand on his chest “lo’ak you must lower your heart rate, it is going very fast” you tried hiding your smile and muffling your laugh.
he kept trying but he kept failing, even kiri tried helping but his heart stayed at the same pace. “what’s got you all nervous?” she asked, her eyes going from him to you. you shrugged acting clueless. he shooed her away and tried again but on his own which led to nothing. “y/n, can you help him?” neteyam requested. you sat in front of lo’ak and smiled. your hands went to his chest and stomach and you began to put pressure as he took deep breaths. “you know…I meant it” you whispered.
he looks at you again with a glare. “I’m taking a break,” he says, standing up “wanna come?” he looks down at you, asking you a question that was not so much of a question due to the look in his eyes. “sure” you stood up and said your goodbyes to the group.
once you were far away from the group, he began. “what was that?” he asked, stopping in front of you. “nothing I just wanted to see you flustered, that’s all” you shrugged. he nodded and rolled his eyes. “well you succeed…” he stays quiet, scratching the back of his neck as he looks down at the sand. you see the shyness on his face and body language. you couldn't hold it. your hand reaches to his, and he looks up at you questioning your actions. “wanna go make out?” you whispered.
you ended up making out on a rock away from the village until late and jake and neytiri had to go out and look for the two of you. lo’ak was on top of you when his father showed up in his ilu with his mother setting behind him “you guys are in so much trouble”
