#recom lopez x reader

[smuttyjane]

Hello, I noticed your actually a writer who complete peoples requests. Therefore I kindly ask for a super smutty fic with recom lopez. Anything is fine, please and thank you.

Hi! I do my best to complete every request I get, so I hope you enjoy! 🫶🏻

Keep Going│MDNI

│Recom Lopez x Recom Female Reader

It had been a long day. Quaritch made everyone run laps for a stupid prank Lyle pulled with some other recoms the night before. Lopez was pissed after that, which was understandable, but you ran the laps with no complaints.

Later, when the two of you had showered, ate, and laid down in the bed, you tried to offer him something to make him feel better, but he declined. He said he was tired and rolled over. Soft snores fell from his lips not long after.

It was very unlike him to decline, but you accepted that for what it was even though your core was aching for him. 

The room was dark, and cold. The sheets against your skin were soft, and plush. Your mind was blank, but you couldn’t sleep.

You lay awake for hours, trying to resist the urge to wake him up for your own needs. The longer you tossed and turned, the harder your thighs pressed together, and the more slick that ran down your core.

Laying on your side, your back towards him, you slowly run your hand down your stomach. You slide your finger across the waistband of your panties, tempted to push it further.

You can feel the desire for release building in your lower belly. You sigh softly, giving into the urge.

You slide your hand past your waistband, and you drag your finger through your folds, gathering your slick before bringing it back up to your aching, swollen clit. Drawing soft, slow circles, you bite your bottom lip to muffle your moans.

You began to rock your hips back and forth, grinding yourself against your finger. Your thighs were pressed tight around your hand; the pleasure was immense. A few moans escaped but you were quick to cover your mouth with your other hand.

The slow circles turned fast, the soft touch turned harsh. You were begging yourself for relief.

You were so lost in the moment, you didn’t realize Lopez was sitting up off the bed, watching you pleasure yourself.

“Does that feel good,” he asks, his voice husky and low.

You remove your hand from your panties so quickly. Your gaze finds him and you blush a bright red.

“No. Don’t stop. Keep going,” he says, authority and lust present in his voice.

“Lopez, I…”

“I said, keep going,” his gaze was hungrily feeding off your body. Your skin burned hot, and your core ached for release.

Reaching your hand back down to your core, you begin to draw the same soft slow circles you did once before. Your gaze never leaves him as he watches you touch yourself.

Now, you don’t hold back your moans. You moan quietly as you pick up the speed. The pressure on your clit was just enough to have a heat building in your lower belly again.

Your hips rock with the rhythm of your finger, his gaze only excited you more. Slick ran down from your entrance, pooling onto the bed beneath you. Your eyes rake down Lopez’s body; his cock was rock solid in his boxers.

He was roughly palming himself, biting his bottom lip as his eyes burned against your bare core. Your legs spread wider to give him a better view, and he softly whimpers as a thank you.

You can feel your climax approaching, your entrance begins to clench around nothing. Your hips move frantically, and sloppy. His name falls from your lips repeatedly as you chase the high you so desperately crave.

“Fuck, I’m so close,” you moan, letting your head fall into the firm pillow, you back arches off the bed and you take yourself over the edge.

Your legs close tight, your body becomes ridged as cum gushes out from your entrance. Lopez watches, groaning as he grips the base of his cock firmly.

Riding out your high, you settle back down and try to catch your breath, but Lopez moves to hover over you nudging your legs apart so he can move himself in between.

Somewhere during your climax he removed his boxers. He grips the base of his cock, lining himself up at your entrance as he steadies himself on his elbow, his arm wrapping around your head. 

His gaze finds yours. Passion, lust and love all present at the same time. He places a rough kiss on your lips, biting gently against your bottom lip before shoving his tongue deep in your mouth. The two tongues dance together in harmony before you pull away, gasping for air.

“Such a needy girl,” he groans, sliding his thick cock inside of you. The veins and ridges of him slide through your wet, tight, but relaxed walls. Your back arches from the bed, your arms wrap around his neck. You pull him closer to you before wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you.

The tip of his cock nestled against your cervix; his chest moved rapidly from the feeling of you being wrapped around him. His head hangs low between the two of you as he wraps his other arm around your head, burying his face in your neck.

He softly kisses against the skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as he slides his cock out of you, the curve of him brushes past your sweet spot. Only the tip remains before he thrusts back into you.

Your nails rake down his back from the pleasure, and he groans from the accepted pain. He sucks harshly along the skin of your shoulder, while thrusting deep inside you. His rhythm matched the need inside your body. Your hips buck up to meet him. 

The different angle allows him to dig deeper. The only sounds in the room were his husky groans and grunts, your pleasure filled moans, and the sound of his skin slapping against yours.

“You feel so good wrapped around me baby,” he whispers, kissing along the sensitive skin of your ear before biting gently on your lobe. You moan out in response as he hits your cervix, punctuating his words.

His thrusts speed up, becoming harder and faster as his desire to release himself grew stronger. Lopez reaches one hand down to your clit, swiping his thumb across the sensitive bundle of nerves before he begins applying pressure while circling quickly. 

You moan out from his touches, arching your back from the bed pressing your chest into his. Your nipples drag across his soft skin, stimulating you in an additional way.

“Lopez, oh fuck,” your entrance clenches around him, sucking his cock deep inside you becoming impossibly tight. Your nails dig deeper into the skin of his back, leaving long red burning scratches down the length of it.

“Cum on me baby, let me feel you,” he groans, biting the soft skin of your shoulder to offset the pleasurable pain. His cock slams against your cervix, his pace picking up.

One last brush against your sweet spot sent you over the edge.

Your legs lock around his waist, pulling him to you until he sits pelvis to pelvis with you. His thrusts come in short bursts while he continues to draw small circles on your clit. You moan out, his name leaves your lips repeatedly as you come down from your high. 

His thrusts don’t stop, and your body twitches as he drills into you. His hand slides under your neck, bringing your gaze up to his.

“Watch me while I fill you up baby,” he grunts out. His pace was unforgiving; his pupils were dilated as he watched your mouth fall for moans to slip past.

His grip on your neck tightens, his cock twitches continuously inside of you. He thrusts hard once, and then twice before you feel the warm sensation of his long, thick ropes of cum filling your core, coating your walls with everything he had to give you.

His eyes never leave yours as he watches you take him, “you feel so good.”

Lopez slows down, sitting back on his heels while staying connected with you. He rests his hands on his thighs, trying to catch his breath. 

Slowly sliding out of you, he whimpers as his sensitive tip slides through your soaked walls. Your body twitches once he pulls out fully.

He reached for a towel that sat on a chair close by and wiped the mess created between the two of you.

“As hot as it was watching you touch yourself, wake me up next time,” he says, his tone very serious. 

You bite your lip, “and what if I don’t?”

He leans down, bringing his mouth close to yours and whispers, “want me to show you what will happen?”

[pragerswoman]

Do you have sleep headcanon for the recoms?

Sleep headcannons

Pairing: All the recoms

Warnings: MDNI, SFW

A/n: Hiya lovely, thank you for the request 🙂 sorry it took so long 😔 hope you enjoy😁feel free to request anything 😏

Miles Quaritch: struggles to unwind after long days filled with combat and strategy. When he finally sleeps with y/n, he prefers to be the big spoon, wrapping protective arms around y/n, feeling comfort in the closeness. He rarely shows vulnerability, but in those quiet moments, he lets his guard down, whispering idle thoughts about life back on Earth, reflecting on memories that still haunt him. It's a stark contrast to the fierce soldier persona he displays during the day—here, in the solace of sleep, he reveals a man driven by a desire for connection, even amidst the chaos of his life.

Lyle Wainfleet: is a very light sleeper, always on guard. When he's with Y/N, though, he finally finds a sense of security. He still remains alert, but Y/N's presence allows him to drift into a deeper, more restful sleep. Sometimes, Y/N wakes up to find him watching over them, a silent protector ensuring their safety even in his sleep. This quiet devotion speaks volumes about his feelings for Y/N, a bond forged in mutual trust and care.

Recom Fike: being an anxious boy, has trouble falling asleep. He tosses and turns, his mind racing with worries. When he's with Y/N, he feels a little more at ease. He still needs Y/N to hold him close, their presence a comforting anchor in his turbulent thoughts. Y/N gently strokes his hair and whispers reassuring words until he finally drifts off, his grip on them loosening as he finds peace in their embrace. In his sleep, he might twitch or mumble, but Y/N is always there to soothe him, a constant source of love and support.

Recom Lopez values his personal space, even when he's with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his side, facing away from them, but their legs are intertwined, a subtle connection that speaks volumes. He might seem distant, but he's actually very attuned to y/n's presence, finding comfort in their proximity without sacrificing his independence. Y/n appreciates his respect for boundaries, knowing that his love is expressed through actions rather than constant physical touch. It's a mature and understanding dynamic, built on mutual trust and respect.

Recom Prager: values comfort and closeness when he sleeps with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his back, with y/n nestled against his side, their head resting on his chest. He finds solace in their presence, their warmth a soothing balm to his often-troubled mind. y/n feels a deep sense of connection, knowing they provide him with a sense of peace and security. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a testament to their unwavering love and support for each other.

Recom Brown: usually a restless sleeper, is surprisingly still when he's with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his side, one arm thrown over y/n in a possessive manner. y/n feels a thrill knowing they have such a strong hold on him, that he can't bear to be apart from them even in sleep. It's a passionate and intimate moment, a reminder of the fiery connection they share, a bond that ignites with every touch and every glance.

Recom Ja: the medic, usually plagued by nightmares of the battlefield, finds solace when he's with y/n. He sleeps deeply on his back, y/n curled up against his side, their warmth a soothing balm to his often-troubled mind. Y/n feels a deep sense of purpose, knowing they can provide him with a sense of comfort and security. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a testament to their unwavering love and support for each other.

Recom Mansk: a man of few words, expresses his affection through touch when he's with y/n. He sleeps on his side, one arm draped protectively over y/n, his fingers gently tracing patterns on their skin. y/n feels safe and cherished, knowing that he values their presence above all else. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a reminder of the unspoken bond they share, a connection that runs deeper than words.

Recom Zhang: ever the pragmatist, finds a rare moment of vulnerability when he's with y/n. He sleeps on his back, his breathing deep and even, one hand resting on y/n's waist. y/n feels a sense of calm and reassurance, knowing that he trusts them implicitly. It's a peaceful and intimate moment, a testament to their mutual respect and understanding, a bond built on honesty and unwavering support.

[thefl3shm4id3n]

ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ'ꜱ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍ (ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀ) ʟᴏᴘᴇᴢ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Lopez and reader being 'oblivious' but not really, flirting, Lopez calls reader Mami, needles, blood drawl, blood samples.

A/N: I found an old fic from my old account semi based on this, but this one isn't smut and instead of Quaritch it's Lopez. I might rewrite the other one tho. LMK if yall want me to.

Masterlist

You were one of the doctors in charge of the recom's health. Ever since project phoenix was funded, you were assigned to be a part of the doctors. You took a course on how the recom's body was different from human and so on. The job was easy, just make sure they were fine and functioning right. Whatever problems they got you had to report and so on.

You mainly were assigned to check on Zdog and Walker, they felt more comfortable around you. Since you were also a female and they didn't want a male doctor touching on them on such. You'd check their vision, hearing, any kind of pain or symptom. Another part of the job was to take a blood sample so it can get tested and see if they've got some sort of mutation or caught a sickness. It was an easy job. Every now and then you'd check on the men, with a male nurse present.

But the one male you'd often check on was Lopez. The first time you met him, he was a gentlemen. You almost thought you were dreaming by how he treated you. Every time you'd pinch yourself to make sure you were awake. He was very chatty, he'd talk your ear off every appointment. You didn't mind listening to him. He had a charm to him that you almost couldn't explain. You also didn't miss how he'd flirt with you. With no shame.

He'd compliment you about something almost each time you saw him. He would also point out things that no other person would notice. For example, the time he complimented you on your nails. Complimenting how the color you choose that day looked good on you. Or that time he complimented your hair when you had a trim. He payed very close attention. That made you feel some kind of way. You'd blush every time he'd point out something about you.

Another day, another mandatory appointment. You had finished with Zdog and Walker, already had sent in the paperwork and their blood sample. You then were sent an email that you'll get getting another recom. Since he didn't want his previous doctor. When you saw the name, your heart skipped a beat. It was none other than Lopez. Ever since you've been doing his check ups, he's been requesting you more often. He'd also request for the male nurses to leave since he didn't feel comfortable with them looking at him. In reality, he did that just so that the can spend more time with you.

Right as you finished checking the email, there was a knock at the door of the office. "Come in." You said, then who came into the room was Lopez. "Good Afternoon." He said with a smile, coming into the office. Closing the door behind him. "You must be the guardian angel I always prayed for." He said, with a cheeky grin. You couldn't help but feel your face heat up and giggle. "Good Afternoon, Lopez." You said, trying to hide your smile. Lopez frowned and pouted. "Lopez? Come on doc, you can call me Victor." He said.

"I know. I just... it's a habit." You told him, then you gestured for him to sit down on the huge bench. You then stood on the small stool. Due to him being way bigger than you. While you put gloves on, you noticed how he looked at you a little too long. You also heard him inhale the air around you. He took the scent of the perfume you wore that day. Lopez knew you had the habit of changing your perfume every once in a while. He always loved the scents you choose. But the scent he couldn't stop thinking about was the one of your natural scent. It drove him crazy.

You began the check up, checking his hearing by snapping your fingers in each ear. Seeing how his ears would flicker by the noise. You asked him if he could hear fine, did he hear something unusual. His hearing was good. Then came his vision. You flickered a flashlight to see his pupils dilate and so on. You then told him to move his arms, legs and body. Just to see his movements and if they functioned normally. You asked if anything hurt or if there was something unusual. His breathing was good and so was his heartbeat. Everything seemed fine.

"Alright, now take off your shirt and touch your toes for me." You told him. "Damn Mami, didn't know you wanted to see me shirtless." He said, making you roll your eyes and laugh. "Oh definitely." You responded in a teasing way. But you weren't lying thought. You watched him take off his shirt. Each time he did, it felt like the first time. He was pretty muscular, and the other tattoos that covered his chest and torso. You couldn't help but stare at them. But you quickly caught yourself. "Okay, now touch your toes." You told him. He did as he was told. He got up, then reached down to touch his toes.

You moves over to check his back, making sure his spine was straight and no problem. That was good, but you stared at his back for a bit. Seeing how strong it looked. Very muscular. You knew that the recoms worked out, but Lopez? You couldn't help but just dream about touching his biceps, they looked strong and meaty. It made you want to bite them. "Alright, you can stand up now." You told him, while you wrote down on the clipboard you were taking notes in.

Lopez got up and sat down on the bench again, waiting for what's coming next. You went over to a different counter, opening the drawer and took out a box. Which contained sterile and single use needles. "Just need to draw blood and we're good." You told him, as you opened the needle packet and began to set it up properly. "Hope you're not scared of needles." You teased. Making Lopez laugh. "Oh please, just look at me. Do I look like I'm scared of needles Mami?" He asked, showing off his body covered in inked. "You'd be surprised. I've had some nearly pass out on me." You told him. Stepping on the small step stool to reach him.

"Who's passed out on you?" He asked, giving you his right arm, watching you turn it around to find a veil. You could feel the ink of the Santa Muerte that was on his skin. You always wondered why he got her tattooed. You always heard mixed information about her. Some say she was good, others say she's bad. You never really understood her meaning. She didn't seem bad, why else would Lopez get her tattooed? You always wondered that. "Alexander. When I had to check on him, he almost passed out when he saw the needle." You told him, making him chuckle. "Fucking knew it." You smiled, as you then punctured the needle into his blue skin. Right on the vein. Lopez watched, he didn't even flinch when the needle went in his skin. You had some sort of magic touch. An angel's touch.

Lopez stared at you, seeing how focused you looked. You always made the face when you did the blood drawl. He found it adorable. He also couldn't help but notice the small glow on your lips. Lipgloss. He wondered if it was just regular gloss or if it was flavored. He couldn't make out if it was just clear gloss or if it had a hint of color. He also noticed the small amount of mascara you had on your lashes. He didn't notice when you pulled the needle from out his skin. He was focused on you the whole time. You care fully placed the newly filled sample onto a sterilized trey. You grabbed a pink band-aid with small hello kitty faces on them. And placed it on the punctured skin to stop any bleeding. "Sorry I don't have blue ones, these are the only ones I got." You told him.

"I don't mind." He said, watching you put his blood sample into a small sample tube and wrote his name. "Alright, you're all set." You said, while you watched him put his shirt back on. He turned to look down at you, one last time until next time. "I'll see you around, Mami." He said, with a wide and gentle smile. Then he left out the door. Leaving you flustered and wondering. 'Why won't he just ask you out?' Or better yet, why don't YOU ask him out. You wanted to, but you were scared of the rejection and the potential humiliation. There was no way he didn't feel anything about you. He'd call you 'Mami' more than he did 'Doc' and you didn't mind. Maybe one day you'll ask him out, but you hoped he'd make the first move.

[midnight-fairee]

just the recoms x scientist! Reader thoughts.

a little inspired by @hellpmeimobsessed Zhang's head-canon with the poetry bit, I loved it a little too much. might mess around and write longer versions of these, if anyone's interested 💙

Quite a few different types of scientists would fit well into a few roles, so ready could be anything she'd interested in. Botany, Bio-tech, chemist, oceanographer, entomologist, medical, and more.

It works like a clique here.

Soldiers hang with soldiers, scientists hang with scientists, and recoms hang with recoms, and everyone keeps to that little group like a life vest, almost like an unspoken rule. And as another rule, everyone avoids the recoms when they can, giving the blue giants a wide berth at all times.

But you don't seem to mind them so much.

It starts with stolen glances, soft smiles here and there. A little small talk in the hallways or the mess hall, always making a point to try to see one another...in time, small talk turns to flirtation. And flirtation turns to a furious make-out session in your lab, back pressed into the desk as everything scatters all over the cool metal floors, calloused blue hands roaming wildly, and after that...

Everything's just heavenly.

Wainfleet: he was smitten the moment he saw you. Call him a romantic or an idiot (as Quaritch certainly would), but the moment he glanced through the floor to ceiling windows of your lab and saw you at work, Wainfleet was head over heels for you. And suddenly he was making excuses to come see you, sitting with you and having lunch in your lab together (because he noticed you often were so involved with your work that you forgot to eat and that's not healthy, Doctor Y/N), and he's...charming. Far more charming than you'd ever expected. It isn't too hard for Wainfleet to have his lips on yours, stealing a kiss and your heart far too easily.

He fell first but you fell faster and harder.

Mansk: nobody would ever guess that Mansk has got himself a little thing for one of the poindexters, he hides it pretty well..unless it comes to you. Because you've got a way of seeing right through him with a single glance. He wishes he could hate it, the way you just read him with those pretty, pretty eyes...but he doesn't. Mansk likes it. He likes the way you check up on him, the way you notice him above everyone else, it's nice. It's sweet. He likes it and he likes you way too much to stay away, crossing the line between professional and passionate with a kiss.

Nobody would ever guess that you and Mansk have a secret thing going on behind closed doors...but that's the way you like it. Makes it more fun.

Zdog: the second she sees you, Zdog thinks one thing and one thing only: Mine. She's always looking at you (and making you blush when he golden eyes wander up and down your body), always popping her gum after making far too flirty or a remark, always making excuses to see you, to corner you, and leaves you flustered to the point or tripping over your words or yourself after just a few minuets of her sweet torture. But she doesn't torture you for too long. Zdog always gets that she wants and she wants you, So she slips into your lab one night and leaves an hour later, looking back to flash you that sweetly mean grin and take one last look at your tangled hair and swollen lips, clothes mussed and skin covered in love bites.

One thing is clear: you're hers and she's yours, forever and always.

Prager: he's always making excuses to come see you and talk a while. And some of them are pretty lame excuses but...it's not like you're mad about it. You always greet him with the sweetest smile, entertain whatever excuse he's come up with this time, and take far too long to help him with tasks. The tension lingers for a little while but, frankly, he's not willing to wait too long. He's a lonely man and life's hard out here, if he can get his hands on something sweet, he's going to take it. And he does, leaving you dazed and hot from his latest visit, helping you straighten up.

The excuses don't get any better from there on but Prager's too happy to care.

Lopez: you're pretty. You're so pretty and smart and he's flirting with you the second you first meet, secret winks when no one is looking and banter that boarders just on the edge of "inappropriate workplace behavior." But he didn't cross too far over the line, a little too nervous in this new body to make a move. After all, he had no idea if you're just having fun or if you're into him. It's you that makes the first real move, answering the question with a kiss: you're into him. Like, a lot. And he's so happy that he loses himself in the kiss, forgetting about everything and anything.

It's all you and only you and he's likes it like that.

Ja: much like Wainfleet, Ja was smitten from the start and it showed. A lot. The others all teased him, your coworkers definitely noticed the recom that was always hanging around you, all heart eyes and soft smiles and lame attempts at flirting...but it worked. You fell for him too and it wasn't long before you were sneaking around together, stealing kisses and sneaking dinners together, even slipping away into the jungle under the guise of "fieldwork." But he likes the lab best. He likes the way the blue light pools against your skin as you look up at him, hair splayed across the desk, looking at at him just as he looks at you...

All heart eyes and soft smiles, his name falling from your lips.

Zhang: unlike Wainfleet and Ja, it took Zhang quite a long time to realize that he was in love with you. Yes, you were pretty and smart and charming and, yes, he did like being around you...but it wasn't until he was reading a battered old book of poetry and came across an old favorite of his. A love poem he's read a thousand times before. But this time, as Zhang's bright eyes run over familiar prose, all he can see is you. He doesn't waste time. The moment he realizes his feelings for you, he does something about it. If you turn him down, it's over and done with, but if you love him too, well, that's all he could ever want. You are all he could ever want, bodies pressed together and the rest of the world far, far away.

Zhang kisses you again and again, murmuring love poems between your lips.

Brown: the man likes you so much it makes him feel stupid. And he doesn't like feeling stupid so he tries to avoid you and everything you make him feel...but it doesn't work out that way. He can't stay away from you or stop thinking about you and that just makes him feel even more like an idiot, finally storming into your lab where an argument turns into a frantic, wild kiss. He didn't quite expect an argument to turn into this but he's not exactly mad about it, pulling away with a delighted, deep hiss. You're beneath him, shivering from the intensity, looking up at him with those pretty eyes, and Brown knows right then and there...

He's never, ever letting you go.

Walker: it's your smile that gets her. That pretty smile that you flashed just once, when some stupid joke she'd told hand made you laugh a little, and, oh, she was hooked on you. She's always trying to make you smile or, even better, make you life, so pleased with herself every time she manages to succeed. And since she's pretty good at making excuses to come and see you, Walker's got plenty of chances to do it, always walking out of your lab feeling even more pleased with herself, But smiling just isn't enough in time. She can't keep looking at your lips, she needs to feel them, she needs to feel you. Ad when she finally does, there's just nothing else like it.

She's hooked, line and sinker, no chance of getting loose. And even if there was, she wouldn't take it.

Fike: it's times like this when Fike wishes that he was smoother. That he knew what to say and how to say, that magical thing that would get you to fall for him as deeply as he'd fallen for you. But there must have been a little luck left for the man, because, in the end, he didn't need it. You already loved him. And when a battle broke out in the base and he'd hunkered down in the lab to protect you. In the aftermath of it all, there was just you and him and no stopping what came next, Fike pulling you into a kiss and swears that he'll never, ever let you go.

Never.

Warren: he actually knew you years ago, before he'd died and been brought back, back in his early days as a solider. But that had been so long ago and, honestly, Warren didn't think he'd ever see you again. But here you were. And there he was, feeling the same way he'd felt back then...totally, hopelessly in love with you. He also didn't think you felt the same way about him, back then or now. So when you were the one to ask for him as an escort, he was a little surprised. Those hours in the jungle together were heavy with the heat of tension. something he tried desperately to blame on the climate. But when you got back to the lab and kissed him. there was no more hiding from it and there was no more uncertainly.

You were all tangled up together and, hell, that was okay in his book.

[backmuscles21]

You're Supposed To Be Ours

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You are an RDA chemist, you have caught the eyes of all the recoms. They can be a little possessive. So, when they see you talking with someone else, they need to teach you your place and where you belong. Warnings: smut, belly bulge, size kink, begging, spanking, orgasm denial/delay, punishment, possessive behaviour, sub/dom undertones

You came to Pandora as a chemist, they needed you to run tests on water, plants, rocks, and other elements. Basically, what they wanted you to do was make a periodic table for the things on Pandora.

Easier said than done.

However, you did love your job and you loved the planet. One thing you loved the most about your job was the new relationship you started. You have an avatar body for when you go on missions to collect samples to test and figure out their composition. Since you have a trillion-dollar avatar body and were only a scientist, you needed protection. And what better protection than the new Na’vi recom soldiers? Plus, they were tall, strong, and muscular.

So that is how you met your new lovers. You learned that they were a little hard-headed, very strong, very loyal, and pretty jealous. Not necessarily jealous of each other, they saw themselves as a family, but with literally anyone else. When you told them you liked boy boys and girls you couldn’t talk to a single soul without them feeling a tinge of jealousy. Some were good at hiding it others had it written all over their face, it didn’t really bother you too much, you had them.

You would go to work and then go back to them, sometimes in your human body or in your avatar. Not too many people knew you were with all the recoms, the only people that really knew were some of the people in your department. They had seen you with them when they dropped you off or came by to pick you up after you finished work or when they would visit you while you were working. It was always someone different, but it was always one of your tall blue lovers.

Some of your co-workers liked to pick on you a little for being with them and fucking the aliens. You didn’t care, you loved them deeply, and you wouldn’t ever trade them for the world.

But one day, when one of them came to visit you while you were working, they saw you talking with some of your co-workers. You were laughing and smiling and you just tucked your hair behind your ears, you did that when you were flustered.

It was Prager who came to visit you, he was feeling tired and in a cuddly mood and he always sought you out when he got that way. He was angry that you’d be talking with this guy that you worked with. You should be laughing with anyone but them, you were theirs. So, Prager went back to the recom common room to tell everyone what he saw.

He stormed back to the common room, punched in the door code and stomped in.

“What happened? Did she say she had to work? Cause I told you so,” Lopez said with a smirk.

Prager didn’t answer, instead, he gathered everyone in the common area.

“What’s going on? Care to explain?” Miles asked.

“I went to see her and I saw her but she was talking and laughing with another guy. They were supposed to be working and she even tucked her hair behind her ears. She was flirting with him; I couldn’t believe it. So, I came back here to tell you guys,” Prager explained.

“What was she doing?” Mansk asked, always trying to work out situations, giving you the benefit of the doubt.

“She was by her microscope, she was writing on some papers, but then she stopped and she gave him her undivided attention,” Prager explained

“Well, let’s go see this then,” Lyle said wanting to confirm it.

Miles put his arm out to stop Lyle, “no. We wait till she finishes work, she has to anyway. Then we will confront her. You know she can’t lie worth a damn and will crumble under us. She can also explain her side of the story and we will go from there.”

“Are we gonna punish her?” Walker asked with a slight smirk.

“Depends. She might have an explanation and then we will just tone down our usual punishment. If she doesn’t deny it and says what she did, we will use a lesser punishment. If she tries to hide it and denies it, we will go no bars held. She knows her safe word,” Miles explained to everyone.

“When is she done?” Zdog asked.

“A few hours. I’ll pick her up. I intimidate her the most,” Miles said as he smirked at his fellow soldiers.

“So, what do we do till then?” Ja asked.

“We could try to get her out early. Maybe do a random walk-by and see if it’s continuing?” Fike suggested.

“That’s the first smart thing you’ve ever said,” Lopez smirked.

“Go fuck yourself,” Fike said to Lopez with a scoff and smile while rolling his eyes.

So, a few hours passed and Miles left a couple of minutes before you were supposed to finish for the day. He walked in front of the glass doors of the chemistry lab, there were multiple scientists working away. Then his eyes landed on you, looking into different Petri dishes and writing stuff down. He fell in love with you all over again, he couldn't believe how gorgeous you were. Both your human body and your avatar body were absolutely stunning, he understood why people wanted you, not that they’d ever get you.

He opened the door and walked in, he saw you look up and smile brightly. He walked over to you and placed his hands on your shoulders and watched you finish your notes.

“I’m almost done give me five minutes.”

“Take your time cupcake,” Miles said patting your shoulders.

He noticed your co-workers staring at you and him and then whispering to each other, he knew they liked to gossip. He wasn’t bothered by them and he knew you weren’t either but he still didn’t like it. He gave them a slight scowl and turned back towards you.

Finally, you and him left the lab and went to the recom-only areas. Once you entered the room and saw all of your lovers right there you were surprised.

“Woah, what’s going on? Did I miss something? Is there a special occasion?” You said slightly nervous.

Miles came up behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders and squeezed a little bit. “We needed to talk to you about something and we need you to be honest.”

“What’s up?” You said it slowly, you were kind of scared.

“Were you flirting with one of your co-workers today?” Miles asked.

“Flirting? You think I would purposely flirt with someone I work with? That’s like giving that person a death wish. I wasn’t trying to flirt with anyone, if that happened, I’m sorry that it did, it was not my intention.”

“But you were flustered. I saw you tuck your hair behind your ears,” Prager said.

“I was using my microscope a lot today and I forgot my hair tie. You know how I hate my hair in my face. I just happened to tuck my hair behind my ears a lot today.”

“But you were laughing and talking with him then you looked down and tucked your hair behind your ears. You were flustered, he made you flustered.”

“I swear I never intended for that to happen. I have to talk with my coworkers, I need them to tolerate me. I work with them and there’s no replacing them or me so we have to get along. I promise I was not intentionally flirting with anyone I work with.”

“But you were being friendly,” Lyle said.

“Yeah, but I need to be. I need them to like me. I’m friendly to anyone I talk to. I don’t talk to a lot of people other than you guys but I’m not an asshole.”

“I think you need to learn your place,” Miles said leaning over to whisper in your ear.

Your eyes went wide, they planned on punishing you for this.

“Do I need my avatar for this?”

“No, we will be tame enough for a human.”

You breathed out loudly through your nose trying to calm yourself. You didn’t hate when this happened, it was hot. However, it was just a lot and it was tiring and it was just so much for your little body.

Miles started to move his hands down to your hips, then he moved them from your hips to slide up your sides and take your shirt off. You lifted your arms to help him take your shirt off, he threw your top onto the floor and touched your smooth skin again. His hands went to your back and unclasped your bra, he took it off you as well and let it fall to the floor. Miles smiled as he watched everyone state at you, he placed his large hands on your tits and pulled you into his body. He started to play with your nipples and it made you cry out.

You could see the smirks on everyone’s faces as they watched you whine while being toyed with. Miles' hands then found the hem of your pants, he unbuttoned them and let them fall to the floor.

“These are cute,” Miles said as he revealed your panties to the recoms. He grabbed the band of your panties on your hip and let it slap against your skin.

“Now, be a good girl and go apologize to Prager first. He wanted you so badly and he had to see you openly flirting,” Miles said as he slapped your ass as you walked over to Prager.

You sat on Prager’s lap and kissed him; Prager’s hands roamed your body before staying on your hips. He squeezed the flesh of your hips and occasionally your butt, you found yourself naturally rolling your hips into him. You could feel him getting harder and harder, you then got off him to kneel in front of him. You started to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants; you pulled out his hard cock. Your hands were so tiny compared to his Na’vi-sized dick; you stroked him a few times before you took him into your mouth.

It was hard to take him into your mouth but you pushed through, his hand grasped at your hair as you sucked him off. He was moaning out lowly as you did the best you could to get as deep as possible, what you couldn’t reach you stroked. Prager was trying to not jerk his hips and start fucking your face but he couldn’t help it, you were just so good. You focused on his head, pushing your tongue onto it and swirling it around. You tried to keep your teeth from hitting his shaft but it was so hard when he was stretching your mouth to its limits. You knew he was close just from the way his thighs twitched and his cock twitched in your mouth.

You pushed him to the back of your throat as he came, it went right down and as you pulled off him, you looked up at him. He was smiling, he looked so blissed out.

“Do you forgive me?”

“Of course, baby,” Prager said stroking your head.

“Don’t be so nice to her. We’re not done here,” Miles said as he walked over to you and picked you up.

Miles placed you down on your stomach on one of the recom-sized tables, your legs dangled helplessly as he held you there with a hand on your back. Lyle walked up next to Miles and kissed your back a few times, his hand then replaced Miles as he stood behind you. He ground his semi-erect cock into your butt before his other hand stroked down your back, landing on your left butt cheek.

“You gonna count ‘em?”

You nodded, “yeah,” you breathed out feeling yourself get more turned on.

His large hand landed a good smack on your butt cheek, it had a good echoing sound.

“One,” you staggered out.

His hand gripped your butt cheek after the smack, his hand rubbed the area as it left your skin coming down again.

“Two.”

You could hear him snickering as he played with your butt cheek a bit before landing a few concurrent slaps to your left cheek.

“Three.”

“Four.”

“Five.”

You couldn’t lie, it was starting to hurt. You knew that this is what was supposed to happen, it was supposed to cause a bit of pain. You liked it but their recom size and strength was a bit much, it just felt raw more than painful, but you could still handle it.

“Six,” you whined out as Lyle slapped your butt again.

He was definitely an ass man but also a boob man, this man was just horny and would take what he could get. He loved all bodies, all sizes, and all parts, but he had a favourite, big juicy asses. He loved a nice jiggly butt, nothing was better, he liked getting to slap, squeeze, pinch, fondle, lick, kiss, suck, bite, whatever he could do, he wanted it. That’s why he was perfect for this job, he could get off on watching your butt jiggle as he slapped your butt.

“Seven.”

Lyle hit the same left cheek, you started to lurch forward as he made contact. It was getting to be quite painful but you were almost done, he almost always went to 10. If he tried more, you might stop him, if he would actually stop.

“Eight.”

You squeezed your eyes when Lyle made impact, you were moaning out at every hit. You could also feel how hard Lyle was, he had to be leaking.

“Nine.”

The finish line was so close, one more and you’d be done. You felt the hand on your back move to your hip, that was new. Both his hands then held your hips and he lifted your hips up a bit and that’s when you felt his cock head rubbing through your folds. You didn’t even hear him unzip his pants, He then pushed in as he slapped your left cheek one last time.

“Ten,” you cried out as he pushed a few inches into you.

Your hands tried to grip at the table, your fingertips pressing into the table while your knuckles bent. Your back was trying to arch with no success, Lyle held you in place as he slowly pushed in more and more.

“Feel how hard you made me by just having your ass on display. I guarantee now pussy ass science puke could fuck you like this. Could get as hard as this. Could get as deep as this. Could make you scream out like this.”

He was praising himself as he started to thrust in and out of you, he was praising how good their recom bodies could fuck you. Hoping that you’d never even think about your coworkers ever again, hoping that you’d never even look at another person.

“Lyle, fuck, Lyle,” you reached your hand back for him, “please.”

“Please what, buttercup?”

“More.”

“You got it babe.”

Lyle sped up and went deeper, you moaned out and he smirked. Your forehead hit the table as you cried out, he couldn’t help but get harder at the sight of you soaking up what he was giving you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking deep.”

“You like it baby? I can do more. I can already feel myself inside you.”

Lyle smirked as he kissed your back, you could feel his hand on your stomach just below your navel. Your arm slowly moved down there to feel where his hand was, you could feel his cock poking through your skin. You’d seen it and felt it before but it got you every time, it was so hot to know how they were bulging out of you. it just made you feel so small, it was so hot to feel it, even more so when you’d press on it and you’d hear whoever was in you moan.

Like now, pressed down on your lower stomach had Lyle moaning and grunting, he kept thrusting faster and faster before cumming deep in you. While it felt good and it was hot, you didn’t cum and that was probably their plan for tonight, not stimulate you enough to cum or deny you of it all together.

Lyle pulled out and moved away from you, he then lifted you up and placed you in the lap of Lopez. He already had his cock out, he held onto your hips before helping you to sink down on his thick cock. You gripped onto his shoulders for dear life as you felt the stretch, nothing helped with the stretch. Even after Lyle just fucked the shit out of you, you still weren’t meant for their large bodies.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing the shit out of me, baby girl,” Lopez said resting his forehead in yours.

He slowly sunk you down further and further until he stopped and started to lift your body up and down on his cock. Your head rested on his shoulder as you cried out, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled your bodies close together.

“Please, please, please, let me cum,” you whined out. You figured begging might help.

“I’m glad you figured it out. Sooner than I thought. Either way, you won’t be cumming for some time,” Miles said from right behind you. You felt him kiss your shoulder after he told you, his plan.

You whined out from Miles' words and from feeling Lopez go in deeper. You knew you had to cum, but you also knew you couldn’t otherwise your punishment would get worse. Your mouth bit into Lopez’s bare shoulder as you focused on not cumming. The grip Lopez had on your body got tighter as you tried your best to follow Miles’ orders.

“Fuck baby girl, you’re gripping me so fucking hard.”

“Well, I’m trying not to cum. You’re just hitting it perfectly.”

He made a particular few thrusts up into you at really stroked your walls beautifully. You moaned out, holding onto him harder as you held back the best you could.

“Miles please let me cum, I can’t hold it back, please.”

“You’re not cumming.”

You knew asking Lopez was futile, he wasn’t going to let you cum anymore than Miles would. You knew that you would just have to hold off, but that was going to be even harder shortly. After Lopez finally came, you felt yourself finally be able to let your body relax, but that didn’t last long.

“You good with going upside down?” Walker asked smirking in your ear. She bit the lobe of your ear lightly as she wrapped her arms around your waist. She lifted you up off Lopez and took you to where she was sitting. She rested your back on her thighs and took your hips lifting them up to her mouth. Your legs straddled her head as she smiled at you between them.

“Wait I can’t, she gonna make me cum. All she does is know how to stimulate. She doesn’t stop till I cum.”

“That’s your problem, honey,” Walker smiled as she attached her mouth to your clit.

Your head pushed back against her knees as you moaned out loudly. Your hands gripped the armrests and your eyebrows furrowed; your mouth was agape as Walker pulled moan after moan from your mouth. It was such a compliment to her to see you stuck in a state like this. However, it didn’t take long before she had you cumming, it was going to happen, and you were already holding back. You were so sensitive, it didn’t matter, any stimulation was going to get you to cum.

Walker slurped at your pussy as she took everything you gave her.

“I hope you enjoyed that. Because you’re in for it now.”

You stared up at Miles, you could see how much his hard cock was pushing his pants out from your position. You could feel yourself getting more turned on. Miles picked you up and laid you back on the table from earlier. He more or less dropped you and held you on your back. He snarled as he watched you squirm under his large hand, his jaw moved from side to side.

He was planning how he wanted to abuse your poor pussy.

One thing you learned about him was he enjoyed eye contact. If he was eating you out, he’d stare at you and you better be staring back. Same with when you gave him head, on top of that, while fucking he also wanted to see your eyes. You couldn’t close them from pain or pleasure, you had to keep them on his. He made you stare at him as he unbuttoned his pants, he kept eye contact with you as he roughly pushed into you. He pushed all of his length into you in one go, it made you moan out loudly. You have been prepared well enough but it still stung and especially just from how he just pushed it all inside. He was bottomed out and he was one of the longer and thicker ones. He started to thrust into you right away, he took no prisoners either.

He was merciless, he lifted a leg to rest it on the table to get better leverage to fuck you deeper. Your small hands clawed at his back; you were in pain but it felt so good. Miles was deep inside, he was fast and normally at this point, you’d just lay your hand on your lower stomach to feel the bulge of his cock outlined in your skin. You couldn’t your body was so wound up, he was stimulating you so much, you just gripped onto his skin.

Your abs were so tightly restricted, you were just constantly being overstimulated. Your eyes fought to stay open to stare into his as he fucked you, all you wanted to do was close your eyes and throw your head back. You fought with yourself to keep from letting your body feel the pleasure, you had to keep your eyes open. Not to mention, even if you begged, he probably wouldn’t have let you cum.

“Miles, Miles, please, I can’t. I have to cum.”

“You will wait till I do then I will let you.”

You sighed out in protest, you could barely hold it, you wanted to cum now. You knew he wouldn’t be too much longer but still, you had to cum now. You felt him twitch, he was close he had to be, it was light there was light at the end of the tunnel. He came deep inside you; you cried out as it just filled you up.

“Miles, please, can I cum?”

His sharp deep thrusts didn’t stop, “have at it, cupcake.”

It only took a second after he finished his sentence for you to cry out while cumming. Your body moved on its own, your eyes squeezed shut and the top of your head hit the table. It was probably one of the most intense orgasms the recoms have ever given your human body. Miles kissed your sternum a few times before pulling out, Ja was quick to pick your tired and spent body up and place you in his arms. He sat down with your body resting on his, he was grounding you by rubbing at your back and running a hand through your hair.

“Don’t you want to get off too?”

“No, baby. You’ve done too much. Your body is tired and probably sore. We can wait,” Ja said to you.

“But I’ve taken you all before?”

“Yeah, that was when you were taking two or three of us at once and we didn’t make you hold your orgasms. You rest, we have all the time in the world,” Zdog said butting in to kiss your tired and sweaty face.

[liesandspookyfairytales]

hai hai hai im back 😼

i hope everything’s been going well with you and that you’re drinking water and sleeping and all that jazz

basically, im always tired, no matter how much sleep i get and sleeping is one of my favorite pastimes

so i was thinking…poly recoms with chronically sleepy reader? possibly narcoleptic but such a valuable worker that the RDA can’t let them go? human or recom would be cool, doesn’t matter to me

take care of yourself pookie 🫶

Sleepy reader

HIII! I missed you!

I was going to write my book (I've officially started writing and I'm so exited!) But once I saw your asks, I just had to write this first. Also, I feel you, I'm always tired as well :( even if I get a full night sleep and my mom keeps nagging me that the best way to battle sleepiness is to get active and I'm just like 'mom I want to sleep' 😢

You take care of yourself too! 💙 and I hope you enjoy this!

Also, importent notice, I've noticed that I'm not really in the mood to write one-shots for the avatar fandom, but I'm 100% okay with doing headcanons, that's just easier for me. I hope you all don't mind!

Race and gender or reader not specified.

I saw some videos on tiktok about someone with POTS and she would just faint randomly and the people in the video would catch her and I can totally imagine that with the Recoms. (I am aware that being chronically sleepy and having POTS is very different but just go along with it)

Imagine you’re cleaning your weapon along with the rest of the squad and suddenly you’re so sleepy and you just start to nodding off and whoever is next to you notices and quickly catches you so you don’t hurt yourself. 

Ofcourse they’d be alarmed when your head suddenly drops, but they quickly realise that you’ve fallen asleep.

Que the fond chuckles echoing in the room.

They like it when you lean against them when you sleep, but if you climb into their laps and cuddle them… If they could fall more in love with you, they would.

Speaking of cuddles, two words… Cuddle parties.

Some of them, (Quaritch, Mansk, Lopez and possibly Z-dog and Walker) grumble about it, but they’d be the first to join you. 

When you fall asleep in your bed (or someone else's, it’s all the same to you) or on the couch, it's only a matter of time before you wake up because there is some kind of struggle going on between the guys which one of them gets to cuddle with you. Once they’ve finally decided, Walker and Z-dog are already on either side of you. Que the pouting and puppy eyes. 

Quaritch tries to order them away (like he often likes to pull rank, even in your relationship), so another argument ensues about keeping your work relationship and romantic relationship separate.

[cerealash]

Lust not Love

Recombinant Lopez x reader VAMPIRE EDITION PART 1

warnings: blood, vampires, consensual feeding and bodily harm/horror! sexual under AND over tones

18* content, dni if under 18!!

tags: @manskluv @theatregeek-247

The hot white that stung your veins was familiar, fingers wrapping and pulling at flesh. Mouths so close that breath mixed as one, hot blood dripped down your chest.

You didn’t speak. Hushed whispers in your ear silenced you, filling your head as it fell back against the pillow, hanging limp before the man who took pleasure in draining you.

Lopez ran a finger down your cheek, hands soaked in blood that stained your skin and the white sheets. “Dìos mio…Look at you, my love…” he crooned. His head lay slow upon your shoulder, lips slither along the column of your throat.

His tongue lapped at the sweet liquid that poured down your skin, canines pricking the soft fragile flesh of your throat that brought forth goosebumps along your body. “You taste so good.” Lopez whined while his rough hand traveled along the length of your body, fingers hasty as they groped thigh, stomach, chest before wrapping around your throat.

He always mentioned turning you, making you like him.

The taste of your blood was too sweet, your body perfect in its mortal state. You live and breathe, your heartbeat fast through the pulsing of the small yet deep wound upon your neck.

Why turn you when your toes curls into the sheets, holding so perfectly still for him to feed? You were all he needed, life or death.

You could live for him, breath for him. Why lose your mortality when you’re so lucky to have it?

This mightve been inspired by my recent rewatching of twilight

can you tell im a lopez girlie

[ikranwings]

Oel Ngati Kameie

Part two for a surprize before the end!

Warnings: fingering, biting, water sex, p in the v , unprotected sex, slight cockwarming.

Summary: Lopez decided to take you on a short rendezvous away from the team. After your meal things turned a little more exciting.😏

Present: this is a present for @nin3kyuu on her very special 23rd birthday! You are the most wonderful, most creative person ever and i hope you have the best birthday ever! <3

I haven't written smut in a while like this so I hope you guys like it.

song to match the story

smut below the cut!

It was nice to see Lopez in this light, this side of him was relaxed, content with where he was at in his life.  Nothing could ruin this moment between the two of you, absolutely nothing in the world. For just one day the two of you could have that generic homie life that the two of you had only dreamed of having.

The rations were eaten fairly quick, he didn't exactly bring enough for a full feast that was for sure. However it was the thought that counted at the end of the day. Now the two of you sat beside the waterfall simply enjoying the quiet and serene effect the area had on you both. It wasn't long before you felt Lopez lips on your shoulder, trailing soft kisses slowly up to the juncture of your neck. Really he thought he was being slick with his movements but you knew what he was up to, you always knew what he was up to. To you he was for the most part an open book, the one he could be most vulnerable with and at the end of the day he would do anything for you.

Your body instinctively leaned into his touch, wanting each and every press of his fingers on your skin as he would give you. One hand snaked around to your middle,  fingertips sliding slowly towards the waistband of your pants. Fingers slipped past the fabric as he continued to his assault on your neck with his lips, faint little mewls where being pulled from you. Each sound being pulled from you was like music to his ears, encouraging him to delve deeper. Pull each and every wine and moan from you that he possibly could. You where away from the others, not confined to his room. The need to suppress either of your noises was gone and now he fully planned to draw as much out of you as he could.

Fingers now slipped past the waistband of your underwear in order for him to run his thick index finger along your slit and hum with satisfaction. A soft bite to the skin of your neck ensued the moment a second finger slid across your slit, moving gently to rub soft circles over your clit as the moan he pulled from you was something earth shattering.  God he loved every single noise falling from your pretty little mouth and yet there was something different this time around . He was gentler, more attentive to pleasure over pain. Like this moment between you two was something he wanted to savor for the rest of his life.

“ Join me in the water? “ fingers dipped into your entrance at his question, a gasping moan fell from your lips as he made it harder for you to form a coherent thought. His fingers continued a slow and languid thrust as your body practically went lip against him. Harsh pants and whimpers were building slowly into low moans and hushed pleas for more. Only his hand slipped out from the waistband of your pants before he moved away from you entirely. Standing in order for him to strip and toss his boots somewhere close to the makeshift picnic he has made for the two of you. The grin plastered across his face was unmistakable, he knew exactly what he did to you. How worked up he had gotten you before pulling away like that. Giving you a taste of what he wanted to do with you before abruptly stopping and forcing you to follow him for more.

You watched as he stepped forward into the pool of water below the falls as it rose with each step he took. Soft ripples splashed along his skin as he had gone in far enough for it to hug just under his navel. Hands lightly skimming the surface of the water as he beckons for you to follow once more. Whatever trance you may have been in before has snapped. Your body shot up as you tried to strip as quickly as possible without stumbling over yourself or seeming so rushed. However the adrenaline and excitement coursing through your veins made that extremely difficult.

The water itself wasn’t too cold, the cool chill of it seemed to help your nerves. Neither you nor Lopez had ever been able to enjoy moments like this alone before and really you never wanted it to end. You wanted this night to last for an eternity if it was at all possible, if you could get one wish that would be it. To spend the rest of your life with Lopez not having a single worry in the world about what might happen next to either of you as the both of you would be safe.

A hand came to rest suddenly around your wrist, pulling you towards his chest, a finger slid under your chin in order to tilt your head back gently and make you look up at his face. Head leaning down as he pulled you into a heated kiss, he was nervous. There was something he wanted to ask you and was trying to work his way up in order to do so. Whatever it was you wouldn't push him, wouldn't press for information as this moment between the two of you was far too good to put a pin in and deflate it.

“ There's something I want to try… Do you trust me princesa? “ Slowly he managed to move the both of you. Pressing your back softly against the mossy rocks that encompassed the small area of seclusion. Lopez waited for your reply as his head dipped into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His lips pressing light and feathery kisses along your skin as you hummed softly.

“ I… I trust you. I trust you with my life, what is it? “

Curiosity was the word that surrounded you. Curious to know exactly what was going on in that mind of his. What he had to ask your permission for. His knee came up between your legs, seating you there carefully in order for him to pull his hands away from you temporarily in order for him to reach behind his head and pull his braid forward rasing the end of it in order to expose the neural queue. Tendrils moving slightly in search of something to hold onto.

Without hesitation you did the same, he wanted this with you it had just taken him a while to work up to it. Lopez couldn’t see himself with anyone other than you. Couldn’t bear the thought of someone being this intimate with you. The thought of someone else having you for the rest of their life was something he couldn’t bear. You where his just as much as he was yours. “ I want you, I want to give all of me to you for the rest of my life. You’ve shown me there’s more to my life than all of this. I have you and after this mission I promise you if you want to leave all of this I’ll follow. We’ll figure it out. I don’t know how but we-. “

A smile graces your lips as he rambles on. In order to quiet him you press your lips to his, this time taking charge of the moment for just a few seconds. The tendrils of your neural queues connected with one another, taking hold and intertwining in order to lock you two together once and for all. A shiver ran down his spine as his hand smacked against the wall behind you. Overwhelmed by the feeling of finally feeling all of you, your breath, your heartbeat, your feelings. How damn much he had riled you up before all of this. His head had burried itself in the side of your neck trying to compose himself as a breathless and shuddering, “ Fuck.. “ left his lips.

“ mi amor,por favor… I need you. “ It was now in desperation that he was practically rutting himself against your thigh, craving a release he could only gain from you. Desperate to feel the pleasure that he could give you as well. Why hadn’t he done this sooner? All this wasted time he could have used intertwined with you like this. A shuddering breath fell from your lips as your arms fell over his shoulders, one hand burying your fingers into the short curls of his hair.

“ Take me.. I am yours. “ your words came soft, barely above a whisper and yet still enough to register in his lust filled mind. Carefully he lined himself up with your entrance, sliding the tip of his dick between your folds slowly. Even with the two of you connected, intertwined like this. Feeling what the other was feeling on a heightened level. He still enjoyed teasing you, enjoyed pulling your tiny moans and pleas of him to fill you up and claim you.

Legs wrapped around his hips as he finally, finally thrusted his thick member into your core without warning. Hips snapping harshly into your body desperate to feel you tighten around him. A sharp gasping moan fell from you as you tried to find the brain power in order to form some sort of coherent string of words, “ P.. please, harder. Ah fuck, so good. “  Water sloshed around the two of you, splashing with each sharp thrust of his hips into your body. The fingers of his one hand desperately clutching the wall as the other helped guide you back down onto his cock.

Lopez wanted more of you, all of you. The sensations were far too overwhelming and he wasn’t positive he would be able to last. Head buried into your shoulder you could hear every groan, every growl that rumbled through his chest. He wanted you to reach your peak before he did. Wanted to feel your walls flutter and tighten around his dick to the point he was to see your eyes roll back in your head, body shuddering within his arms. “tan bueno bebé, eres tan bueno para mí. “

The bond between the two of you made everything so different. You thought you had been drunk on him before but this? This was unbelievable, this was earth shattering.  Your entire body was on fire but only in the best ways possible. Thank god for this second chance the two of you had been given. Lopez couldn’t hold on for much longer and really neither could you.

Fingers came to press into your clit, his fingers trying to push you further to that crest of pleasure the both of you were trying to achieve no matter the passage of time. The coil in your belly wound so tightly begging to snap. “ Cum for my light, por favor necesito sentirte. Tan apretada, tan hermosa mi amor.  “ short, rough snaps of his hips were being pounded into your body. By now your moans could be heard echoing off of the rocky walls of the falls as he drew everything from you that he could. The pressure was far too much and that coil snapped. Your orgasm flooding through your body as you shook against him, desperately holding onto him as he continued to ride you through it all. Thrusts never relenting as he too was trying to chase his own release.

A deep and rumbling growl rippled up from his chest and erupted from his lips, nipping over the skin on your shoulder once more. Hips sharply thrusting forward into your body as he painted your walls with his thick seed. Slowly he had come to a stand still, holding your shuddering and shaking body close against his own. Insisting on staying sheathed in your body as you lay limp against him, panting softly as he pulled you up just enough to get a look at your face. Softly pulling your hair behind your ear as he came to kiss your lips.

“oel ngati kameie.”

He had been learning, learning for you as he remembered just how much time and work you had put into learning of the planet. Learning of the culture, the language. How you fell in love with all of it and he wanted to be a part of that.

“oel ngati kameie Lopez.”