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May 26

Okul x Male tamtey

Tam'tey is still learning the Na'Vi ways. Years of having having his culture being beaten out of him and deemed dirty will cause a person to forget. Okul, the understanding Na'Vi, decides to help Tam'tey relearn his way. First lesson: scenting

Word count: 6,709

When Okul first met Tam'tey, they thought he was a bit strange. Of course they couldn't judge the poor Na'vi too much—Okul often spoke in riddles themselves without even realizing it.

However, Tam'tey was strange in sense that he couldn't even pick up on the most basic Na'vi social cues, such as keeping his tale in check around those around him, or to submit his head to his elders. It was enduring in a way. It also benefited him in the long run anyway. If he hadn't been so ignorant on these rules, then he would never been able to convince the clans to unite and fight back against the sky people's rein.

So, Okul would take Tam'tey's ignorant behavior in stride—Even after learning how his behavior came to be. Helping him at the strange human base was a stressful event. Even though they, technically, weren't even doing all the heavy lifting.

Following Okul's masters foot steps wasn't too difficult, especially since they left the instructions behind. A few things mixed together and thank the great mother it was done! They gave the remedy to the Sarentu. It felt like the right thing to do. Especially after all the hard work Tam'tey put into getting in there.

Then he was sent off to the sickly parts of the forest to find more clues on had what truly happened to his clan. Okul knew in his heart that there was something strange about the story that was painted together. Why would the Tsahik of the Kame'tire kill the Sarentu? She was a healer and the Sarentu, beloved by the whole clan. It made no sense. So when the Sarentu came back with the proof that Anufi was innocent, Okul was proud. Proud the Sarentu not only faced his past but helped prove the innocence of another. It was only right that they do their part and drink the tonic.

After everything that had happened there and later on, between the great games and finding the rest of their clan, Tam'tey and Okul grew closer. That has lead to Okul's habit of watching Tamtey—of course it was just to make sure they were okay! Tamtey liked to hold onto a lot of buried insecurities and doubt.

So they learned his small habits; they observed small quirks the Sarentu had such as, picking at his finger nails or twirling his hair around his finger when he was nervous. It was cute to see these little habits Tam'tey had picked up during his time in the sky people's camp. Unfortunately, Tam'tey disagrees with them.

"Okul?"

"Yes?"

"You're staring, again."

"Oh, I am sorry my dear. You are twirling your hair again. It is hard not to watch"

They stated with a cheeky inflection in their voice. They had a mischievous smile that could only spell trouble; Tam'tey could recognize that look from a mile a way. Especially with all the time spent together.

He put his hands down with a pout. Okul always pointed out his most human habits and he hated it. It reminded him too much of how much the sky people's had beaten in their complex rules and habits into him. It made him feel less Na'vi.

The silence stretched on awkwardly, Okul realized that they might have pulled on the Sarentu's tail a bit too much this time.

"I am sorry my friend. I do not mean to make you uncomfortable."

The Sarentu sighed pulling his knees up to his chest to hug them.

"It's alright, Okul. "

The apology wasn't as effective as Okul thought it would be. The space between them was still thick with tension. They could see Tam'tey tail sway slowly while his ears were pinned forward with a slight droop. Okul would coe at how easily it is to read the Sarentu if the situation had been different.

" Tam'tey, I am sorry if I have hurt you. I only meant to tease"

"Okul, I said it was fine. "

Tam'tey's tail lashed across the woven floor as he spoke. Okul knew they messed up this time; their own tail wrapped around their legs and ears pinned to the side.

"Look, ugh! I'm sorry. Its just… I don't like when you point out my habits. It makes me feel less… Na'vi. "

Okul frowned. This was new—of course they knew Tam'tey had insecurities but to this extent was… well, it was sad. Tam'tey was a full blooded Na'vi.

Okul's face softened before they stood up and crossed the fire pit towards the bewildered Sarentu. They crouched and took his hands with a small smile.

"Look at your hand my friend."

Tam'tey's face was that of a spooked Meer deer, but he listened. Okul gently spread his fingers counting each one softly.

"You have 4 fingers, Tam'tey, the sky people have five. "

They reached out to touch his pinned back ears. They gently rubbed them between their forefinger and thumb.

"You have large beautiful ears on top of your head while theirs are on the side. And you have the most large and captivating eyes that the sky people simply could not compare. "

Okul spoke softly running their thumb under Tam'tey's eye. From this position, Okul could see his eyes dilate slightly and his chest rise and fall in steady motion.

"I know Okul, I just…I don't know. I've missed so much because of tap. I don't even know the social rules of my people. I feel so lost and its like everyone around me can tell."

Tam'tey's ears flicked back as he glanced to the side. Okul could see the shame he carried with him through his journeys. Their heart ached for the Sarentu. Okul encased Tam'tey's hand with a look of patience and determination.

"I can teach you."

"What…?"

"I can teach you the way of the Na'vi! The way we breath, we walk, and even how we show affection."

His face contoured into a face of shock and confusion. Teaching…? Can you even teach stuff like that?

"Okul, I appreciate the offer but something like that sounds way to hard teach."

"Are you doubting my skills, Tam'tey?"

"What! NO! no. You're very skilled! It's a me problem. I'm scared I'll struggle to catch on. I'll only embarrass you."

Okul could only smile softly. They readjusted their squat to sit on their knees; They then took Tam'tey's hands bringing the pair closer to their chest.

"Please trust me with this, I want to help you. I see you Tam'tey."

Okul's voice was soft to match the loving gaze in their eyes. Tam'tey wanted to shrink back at their intensity but seeing the sincerity in their eyes made him feel just so special. Right then, Tam'tey decided he would accept Okul's teachings. He let out soft and affectionate sigh.

"Okay then. Teach me all you know."

The Na'vi mentioned seem to light up with excitement. Their ears and tail perked up along with a bright smile. They stood up tugging the male Sarentu along with them.

"Come. Come!"

Tam'tey stumbled up laughing in disbelief as he's dragged away from their small camp. His eyes followed the sway of Okul's hips as they shifted back and forth through the grass. Their tail went in the opposite creating a hypnotic view.

"Where are we going?"

"Some where hidden. I want to be able to teach you away from curious eyes and ears."

His ears pinned back to his head after hearing Okul's statement. The both of them, alone? That was recipe for a heated disaster. A disaster that Tam'tey wanted all parts in. He eagerly picked up his feet trailing behind Okul with his tail pointing straight out twitching with excitement.

It wasn't long until they reached their destination. Of course they had to avoid Whipfang crawlers and a few Echo stalkers, but what can you do when you live on Pandora?

Their destination was revealed to be the Ancestor's Rest, near the resistance hide out. Tam'tey wasn't too worried about any of the members finding them since majority of them preferred to be safe in the building.

Okul lead him into the cove of sacred trees with a cheeky smile. Tam'tey's smile matches theirs as he trails behind them. He had to resist the urge to tug at the Kame'tire's tail as it waved in front of his stomach.

They let go of his hand as they walked futher in. Much to Tam'tey's shock, Okul began to strip from their top and accessories, delicately removing each piece. Once their chest was completely bare they turned to him and gestured for him to do the same.

"It is your turn now."

"My turn?"

"Yes, your turn, Sarentu."

Flustered, he began to undo the ties of his own top—it wasn't really much of top as it was decoration. He learned that showing skin and nudity wasn't considered a taboo among Na'vi compared to humans.

He adjusted well to that fact, coming back after being out for being out for week wearing the prettiest (and skimpiest) top and waistcloth. It left very little to the imagination. So'lek had been proud giving him an approving nod while it scared Alma half to death. He didnt care what Alma thought anyway. He was free.

Once he slipped off the top he was guided to sit down in the grass by Okul. His face was calm but his tail gave away his excitement.

"So, what's the first lesson, teach?"

"Scenting."

"Okay...Scenting. What does that mean?"

They quickly crawled to a hidden basket pulling it to their spot in the soft grass. Crouching they pull put a few items. Some fruit, a container to hold water and tools to cut the fruit. As they were working they began to speak.

"Scenting is a social activity that those who are close participate in. Families, friends, and lovers all scent each other to show their love and affection for one another. Here."

They handed him a fruit for him to eat. He took it biting into his half relishing in the sweetness that bursted on his tongue.

"Each Na'vi has their own unique scent. Some are sweeter and some are bitter. How they were raised contributes to how their scent develops as a Na'vi ages."

Okul reached their wrist out placing it in Tam'tey's face.

"Smell."

"Uhm okay."

He gently took ahold of the Kame'tire's wrist bringing it closer to his nose. He was hit with the fragrance of rain, medicinal herbs, and the natural musk of wet earth. It was comforting and ever slightly addicting. Before he even realized it his eyes had closed while his tail lowered to the floor curling around in the soft grass.

A hand was placed on his forehead leaving him slightly stunned. He had been leaning into Okul's space trying to get a stronger whiff of their scent. His ears flicked back in embarrassment while putting some space between them. Okul only gave a cheeky smile their tail matching the enegery. Tam'tey cleared his throat.

"W-what do I smell like?"

"Come closer."

Tam'tey did as he was told and leaned in closer. The proximity to the other Na'vi had his heart beating faster then normal. However, what he didn't expect was Okul to pull him closer, chest to chest and bury their face directly into his neck. He could feel the warm air come from their nose flare across his neck.

He would appreciate the feeling if he weren't so flustered but the hand placed on his inner thigh. It was for their stability of course but that didnt stop Tam'tey's mind from wondering. He was a grown man who's never even kissed another Na'vi. Give him a break.

Okul gave a hidden cheeky smile—they knew what their doing. They would stop immediately if Tam'tey showed any hints of being uncomfortable. Contrary to popular belief, Okul was very skilled at reading people. But Okul could almost hear Tam'tey's heart beat out of his chest.

They breathed in his scent; and It was strong. His scent consisted of a mix between bark of a pine tree and a sweet creamy scent along with an undertone musk of minerals and metal. Okul would frown at the influences of the sky people if his scent hadn't been so nice.

They could hear Tam'tey's swallowing hard as they pushed their nose to make contact with his neck. It was a pleasant scent and they enjoyed teasing the Na'vi. They massaged his inner thigh for a little bit before sitting back to see just how much they affected Tam'tey.

His tail had been aggressively swinging behind him while his breathing was erratic. They didnt point it out this time. That would only ruin the fun.

"Your scent smells like pine wood and that of sweet cream. A very creamy scent."

They choose to not mention the metal influence to avoid upsetting Tam'tey. If he was upset by his lack of understanding of Na'vi social cues then he would be devastated to find out that his scent had been influnced by them. Maybe they would tell him in the future, but not now, not when Tam'tey seemed so content and free. Okul couldn't ruin that for him.

"Creamy, huh?"

"Yes"

Okul gently took his hand again placing his finger on his wrist.

"You have 3 major spots where your scent is the strongest. Your wrists, your neck and on your head right behind your ears."

They reached over thumbing behind his ears causing them to flick from the stimulation. Tam'tey's attention was completely on the Na'vi in front of him his pupils taking up his eyes. He absorbed all the information being spoken to him like it was gospel. Of course the fact that he also wanted the Na'vi, badly, might have played a factor too.

"Most Na'vi will take their these areas and rub it on their loved ones spreading their scent to each other. Scenting is also a way to initiate courting."

Tam'tey's ears perked up in interest, courting? He had heard of it a few times among both Na'vi and humans alike. He helped Priya and Anqa get together, along with witnessing Etuwa attempt her hand at courting Ri'nela. Her progression on the task was slow due to Ri'nela's lack of knowledge on Na'vi courting rituals—Not that he knew much himself. He'll have to warn Etuwa to be more obvious on her affections or Ri'nela may never notice her.

Of course he would do that after he managed to learn how to court his own potential mate. Speaking of the Na'vi, he watched as Okul took his wrist and brought it uo to their neck.

"The casual way one would scent another is with the wrist. For a more intimate gesture you would scent their neck."

Their voice was like honey as the dragged his wrist across their own neck. Their eyes closed relishing in the scent of the man in front them. Their tail moved leisurely across the grass as they continued to toy with Tam'tey under the guise of teaching. They did mean it when they said they would teach the Sarentu, but no one said they couldn't have fun along the way.

Tam'tey's gaze was heavy as looked at Okul. This was it—hes made up his mind. In a sudden bout of courage, he deliberately moved closer into the other Na'vis space. So close that he was almost placed directly in their lap.

"Can I scent you?"

This was so stupid, he was already doubting himself and they haven't even said anything yet. But Tam'tey, through all his time at tap, the only good thing that came out of it was that he wasn't raised to be a quitter. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched them open their eyes. A soft smile worked its way onto their face.

"Of course."

They guided him to his knees so he would sit higher then them. They then pulled the Na'vi onto their lap placing their hands on the curve of his back right above his tail. Tam'tey was 90% sure he didn't need to be this close but he wasn't about to argue. Not when he could feel the warmth of Okul's thighs beneath him.

He was entirely after first, shyly resting his hands on their shoulders. His tail flicked out of nervousness as he searched for the bravery he had just moments earlier.

All his bravado shriveled up feeling the Na'vi below him trace their fingers down his spine to the beginning of his tail. He gulped unconsciously flicking his tail back and forth.

He moved his hands from their shoulders to their cheeks holding them in place. They looked up at him with wide eyes and a soft smile. It was as if he was the whole world to them and that made his heart beat faster then anything else.

He leaned his cheek into Okul's forehead squashing their skin together. It was stiff and awkward but they were patient. They knew Tam'tey would melt into the motion—and like they predicted, he did.

It started off tentatively with subtle shift of his skin before slowly devolving into desperate shifts of his head. He nosed at their ears desperate to pull more of their addicting scent out. He went from nosing their ears to rubbing his cheek against them. He was getting carried away but he didnt care all that much. Not when he gets to hold them close and bask in their attention.

Okul thought it was cute. He was so lost in his own experience the he didnt realize he was about to knock the both of them down. They had to use one hand to prop themselves up to keep their balance. They held back chuckles as Tam'tey movements became increasingly aggressive.

"You can slow down, I'm not going anywhere"

He hardly heard the remark over his own pleasure of experiencing his birthright. It was like he instinctively knew what to do, and after being denied of his needs it came back at him full force. He needed Okul to smell like him and nothing else or he'd die.

Before they even realized it they had been knocked to their back by the Na'vi above them. Now in the ground they could get a good look at Tam'tey and the sight they were greeted with was nothing but gorgeous. His hair was disheveled and frizzy, his eyes were blown wide and his tail was swaying every direction it could. His eyes had a look that Okul had only ever seen pairs of Na'vi had before they disappeared into the woods where only Eywa could see.

They rested their hands in his hips to help ground him in the moment. They did not know if he was present or not but they weren't gonna risk letting Tam'tey do something he might regret later. They rubbed their thumbs gently on his hip bone before speaking.

"Tam'tey breath for me, please."

Now that his senses weren't clouded by Okul's lovely smell he could see that he had knocked both of them down. He gulped. They were looking up at him with the softest expression hes ever seen. Even Ri'nela had never given him an expression like this.

And if he was reading it right he could see a hint of desire, at least he thought it was desire. He wasnt taught much about sex–er mating rituals at tap besides basic anatomy and such. He knew Na'vi regardless of gender carried both the anatomy required to make children but nothing beyond that. Alma, at the time, told them that anything past that was unnecessary and to focus on the more important topics. He didn't understand then but now he wanted to curse her.

He wanted to bold again—he wanted to ask them to teach him so much more. Teach him how to kiss, how to touch, how to please them. He wanted to make them feel so good but the words he wanted to say were caught in his throat.

His thoughts only fanned the fire growing in his groin. The sensation was foreign but not unwelcome.

"Are you okay, my dear?"

"I um.. I feel. My body. It feels warm and fuzzy… its like there's something crawling under my skin."

Tam'tey spoke softly coming down to rest his waist on Okul's hips. This didnt help the heat in anyway. The sensation only grew worse when he made skin to skin contact with the Na'vi below him.

They would have been surprised if they didn't plan it from the start. They were gonna teach Tam'tey of course! However, throwing in a different kind of lesson too wouldn't hurt ethier.

"Could you keep describing it for me? I could possibly help. Yes, I can definitely help. Where do you feel it?"

He knew he was being toyed with now. There was no way they didn't know what he meant even with the little to no experience in sex. He was getting frustrated now. His frustration overshadowed the feeling of uncertainty so he spoke with a pout.

"You're not stupid Okul. You know what I mean!"

"Mmmm do I know? Im not sure."

They grinned pressing their thumbs futher into his hips. Their tail curled in the grass matching their cheeky actions, and they eventually decided to indulge Tam'teys unspoken request. They've teased him enough.

"You do understand how Na'vi bodies work, yes?"

"Uh a little bit yeah."

That stopped Tam'tey in his tracks. He knew the basics as mentioned earlier but beyond that he was clueless. While Tam'tey was left in his own thoughts Okul moved their hands slowly untying the strings to his waist cloth.

"That sounded a bit unsure. I will teach you this too."

They tilted their head to the side as the cloth fell from the Sarentu's hips. Tam'tey ears pinned back to his head as he felt the fabric slip away from his frame. He was left bare before the Na'vi below him. His cheeks began to darken. Sure he was able to to adjust to having chunks of bare skin out but having his slit out in the air was a lot for him. Even if he didn't like it he still unconsciously held onto the conservative views the humans held.

His tail moved between his legs to cover the soft skin but it was gently stopped by calloused hands. They ran their hands up his tail moving it out of their view of his slit. Tam'tey felt self conscious now. Did it look normal to them—was it deformed in some way? He had no clue what a Na'vis slit is even supposed to look like.

"You are thinking far too much. You can not learn if you are stuck in your own mind my dear."

They placed their hand on his stomach then slid their fingers to rest right above the his pretty slit; At least Okul thought it was pretty. In comparison to their own, Tam'tey slit was puffy and a pretty flushed purple as their eyes got closer to his entrance.

It was also wet, judging by the glistening pink light being reflected by the sacred tree. They weren't surprised in the slightest. They expected him to far wetter— perhaps even his shaft to peak through his lips. He did get quite carried away when scenting.

Tam'tey couldn't help but flick his tail anxiously. Okul had only said a few words before falling silent while staring at what humans would call a cunt. He learned the word through humans gossiping while stealthily taking out the Rda bases. He would say the word accurately describes what he's got.

"It is pretty."

"I'm sorry?"

"Your slit, it is pretty. It reminds me of a juicy fruit."

"Oh I um.."

If his face could get any hotter he'd make a perfect campfire. A fruit? Really? His thoughts were interrupted by his own gasp. A jolt of pleasure ran up through his spine as he felt an odd pressure being put on his slit. He looked futher down at the culprit.

Okul had pushed back some of his skin to reveal a tiny blub of what he can only assume was nerves. They pressed their thumb against it once more causing him to inhale sharply.

"This is one of the many nerves Na'vi posses to create pleasure in the body."

As if to punctuate their statement, the Na'vi began to rub their thumb in circles against the nub of flesh. His body began to buckle as he planted his hands onto their shoulders. Soft noises seemed to spill out of his mouth matching the pace of circles Okul rubs into his nerves while his tail thrashes behind him.

They rubbed it a little longer before moving further down his slit—using their fore and middle finger they scooped up the slick and pushed into his slit gently. Okul noted how warm Tam'tey was—he was also wet. They planted their thumb right back into the sensitive numb and began thrusting slowly.

"O-oh fuck "

He muttered leaning his head down while squeezing his eyes shut. The heat that simmered in his stomach began to grow. His hands tensed and untensed on their shoulders as he tried to work through the new and incredible feeling.

Okul's goal was simple and far from being difficult. They wanted to draw out the other Na'vis shaft. Through stimulation drawing it out would be easy, especially with all the slick being produced. They had no clue a person could even get this wet.

As they continued to work Tam'tey open they watch the different facial expressions he made. He went from scrunched up to half lidded to biting his own lip and ears pinned back. Each and everyone was enduring— and the noises that cam with them were eywas blessings. They were high pitched and raspy, as if he hadn't used his voice in this manner before.

After a few moments of working him he let out loud noise before his shaft dropped from the slit. He slumped back landing on his knees painting aggressively. They watched as his chest rose up and down while sweating deliciously trailed between his chest.

They would lick it up if they didn't have a lesson to complete. The gently grabbed the soft organ and noted a few things. Like his slit his shaft was purple but it wasn't the same shade. Instead it was a deeper and richer purple. It reminded them of one of the many tonics they made. It's shape was pleasing too; It was a medium length and had a nice girth to it. It was tapered at the end along with little veins decorating it. If they had to describe the shape, they would use Harpoon Berries from the Heart of the Planes.

"This is what your shaft looks like. Most if not all Na'vi posses it. Though in my opinion I think yours is the cutest. Definitely the cutest."

They gave a signature cheeky smile before running their hands up and down the length thumbing at the tapered tip. They watched as bioluminescent sap dripped out of the twitching shaft.

Tam'tey could hardly pay attention. Not when tendrils of heat and fire seem to bask all over his body. The worst or, best depending on how he looked at it, was near his slit. He could feel Okul's calloused hands caressing his dick. Could he call it a dick? It wasn't the shape humans possessed.

"FUCK!"

His hips jerked as they tugged at his shaft and further proded at his slit and nub with their other hand. He could feel both stimuli fighting for his attention resulting in him turning into a puddle of nerves and pleasure. He could hear the sounds of someone moaning loudly. There voice was erotic and desperate, as if they were teetering on a cliffs edge. It took him a moment to realize that voice was his.

"You are lost in your head again Tam'tey."

"I thINk-mmp I'm more then LoST Okul!"

They couldn't help but speed up. They loved the noises he made. They were desperate and loud without any restraint. They loved how unashamed he seems now; especially compared to earlier. They loved watching his chest rise and fall rapidly. They loved seeing his mouth fight itself on wether it wanted to stay open and drool through the mind numbing pleasure or close and bit his lip to stay coherent enough to watch them.

They would make the decision for him. The Kame'tire roughly curled their fingers right into the male Na'vis g-spot. His reaction was instantaneous. His body seized as he came. It came out of his shaft in thick sticky ropes oozing all over Okul's hands.

Tam'tey slumped forward onto them panting harshly while his tail layed limp behind him. He tilted his head to meet the Na'vis gaze then he leaned his forehead into them scenting them. He asked in the after glow feeling painting softly his tail slowly curling behind him.

"That was.. wow. Um.. can I.. can I do something for you? Please? I dont want to leave you hanging."

"Leave me hanging?"

"You know, uhm. Like I want to please you too. I want to uh? share my feelings with you… you know? "

His voice became timid near the end of his sentence. Okul thought he was silly, acting all shy as if he hadn't just came from their fingers alone. They smiled nuzzling and reciprocating his scenting. They wiped away the spent on their hands so they could wrap their arms around his waist resting them right above the base of his tail.

"There is way to share your pleasure yes, but it is a very serious decision that I do not think you are ready to make."

"What do you mean?"

"It is a big decision Tam'tey—you can not make it on a whim. You would be picking the one who will be your chosen, Your mate. They will be the person you will spend the rest of your life with."

He seemed to pause for a moment to take the information in. Meanwhile Okul began to reach for reach for the container holding water from earlier. They knew he would grow to be uncomfortable once all his slick and cum dried. It would become sticky and tacky creating a very uncomfortable feeling.

"I want that."

"Hm?"

"I want to be mates. I want that with you."

They paused their actions looking up at the Sarentu—searching for any sign of hesitation or some kind of teasing shine in his eyes. What they saw was only his signature determination, raw want and desire. It left Okul's mind spinning. It was their turn to stumble over thier words while they're tail flicked aggressively.

"Tam'tey-"

"Don't try and tell me I dont know what I'm saying. I've wanted since I saw you running from that Thanator."

He removed their arms from his waist adjusting himself to sit closer to on their lap. There he took his hands placing them on Okul's cheeks, staring deeply into their eyes.

"I've wanted you for a long time. I see you."

Okul's ears pinned back to their head has the forced down a flustered squawk. They never expected this. Sure they would flirt with Tam'tey and he would reciprocate but they never expected it to go past that.

They reciprocated his feelings—of course they did. However, compared to his feats Okul felt like an inadequate option for mate. Besides their assistance in clearing Anufi's name, their achievements weren't much to brag about. Tam'tey has achieved so much so they naturally assumed he would want to take a mate equally as decorated.

"Are you sure? I mean my work is nothing compared to what you have managed to accomplish. "

"Okul, you are going to be the next Tsahik! Thats nothing to laugh at and even if you were just normal Na'vi i'd still choose you. I. Want. You."

They gulped meeting the desired filled eyes. They may have severely miss calculated just how much the Sarentu wanted them. They were a weak Na'vi and even weaker with anything that involved him.

"I…okay"

They slowly reached their hand behind him aiming to grab their kuru. They took hold of the long braids sliding down until they held the end and brought it close to the both of them. They silently gestured for Tam'tey to do the same. He followed the instructions bringing his up as well. He watched the pink tendrils squirm as if they had a mind of their own. It was always surreal for him to see.

Okul watched for any last moment hesitation in his body language but all they saw was neediness. The took a breath before pushing their nerves together. They lost thier breath as a rush of raw sensations and emotions crashed into their brain. Desperation, desire, love, fear, anger, acceptance and so many more feelings all combined into one conglomerate mass of stimulation. They could feel all of the other Na'vis thoughts.

They couldn't even began to bask in the sensations before they were pushed to the ground with lips on theirs. The kiss was rough and messy, teeth clashing with spit running down each other chin. Okul wouldn't have it any other way. Not when they could literally feel the desire from Tam'tey and their connection.

Hands trace up bioluminescent patterns on the Sarentu's back softly—it caused his tail trembled and in turn their own tail shook. It was so much more exquisite then ethier of them could have imagined. They could see each other memories as if they were their own. It was pure.

What wasn't pure was the kiss that had yet to end. After the rough crash it only turned dirty, mostly lead by Tam'tey with Okul fumbling behind. They learned through the bond that human kissing was much more filthy compared to anything the Na'vi had, not that they were complaining. It involved a lot more tongue with him slipping his into their own mouth letting the muscles dance with each other.

They could tell that he was fumbling around with only visual reference through his memories, that was okay. It still made it an enjoyable experience. So much so they could feel their own slick pool in the bottom of their waist cloth. It grew uncomfortable. They gently pushed onto his chest to breath and rework their positions. They panted watching the dilated eyes of the navi onto of them.

"I need to breath. And to take of my waistcloth. It is growing uncomfortable."

It took Tam'tey a moment to process his words before he backed up to allow them to futher strip from their clothing. Once he was off they wasted no time in removing the offending item and dragging him right back. Arms tangled around each other as the pressed their naked bodies together.

He pressed kisses to Okul's lips each quick and chaste. Though each kiss grew in intensity. They eventually ended rolling to the floor on their side. From this perspective Tam'tey could see Okul's eyes. They were blown and full of so much reverence he felt like he'd suffocate under their gaze.

He slid his thigh between thier legs pressing his knee into their slit. He wanted to pay them back for all that they have done from him. Present, past and in their future as mates. Just thinking about made him giddy. Okul, of course felt the silly emotions and reciprocated it—not without a soft moan to couple with the feeling.

They shuffled closer to get leverage before all but humping their hips onto his knee. He could feel the soft flesh grinding into the bone of his knee. Their slit along with slick felt sweltering on his skin. It mixed in with the sweat building up on his body creating a sticky mess between them. Soft moans spilled from their lips, it sounded like music to his ears.

He leaned over to kiss over the expanse of skin under their chin scenting after each kiss. The kissing turned to sucking then to love bites—he was determined to leave marks behind for all to see. Okul was his mate now. Not one was gonna take that from him.

He once again was pulled from his thoughts as he was shoved back. He yelped as stumbled back first into the soft grass. He tried to recover but his right leg was lifted while a weight settled over his left thigh.

When did manged to get his bearings from the position he could see that Okul had dropped his leg onto their shoulder placing their slit almost right against his own. His ears cocked back in confusion while he propped himself on his elbows.

Okul gave him an impish smile while kissing his inner thigh. They then thrusted their hips up grinding his and their slit up against each other. Tam'tey's head falls back with a low moan.

He could feel his slit build up more slick as Okul continued to rub up against him with small moans and grunts from effort and pleasure. Their tail squirmed behind them fighting between keeping their balance and losing itself in the onslaught of pleasure.

He turned his head to the side biting his lip. He wasn't going to last long at this rate. He was already sensitive from cumming earlier plus the shared sensation between Okul and him. He was doomed from the start.

His stomach dropped and clenched while he gasped. He came harshly leavinghis lungs without air. It was so powerful it left him damn near blind for a moment. When he came back his breath was harsh along with a very persistent wetness between his legs.

Okul wasn't faring any better. They were using his legs as a prop to sit up. If he wasn't active he was sure his leg would be sore. Their face held a purple hue with their eyes shut tightly. Tam'tey thought their expression was cute.

They shakily set his leg down and reached for thier bond to disconnect from each other. He was greatful for it—he couldn't possibly take anymore stimulation. His mind was too empty to process anything more then what was in front of him.

Once the bond was separated they collapsed right next to him in the grass with a huff, tail swaying with satisfaction behind them. He stared at them for a long time. They were covered in small love bites and bruises. They hardly looked ashamed, in fact, they looked quite pleased with themselves.

He stared for awhile before tugging them closer for body warmth. He was too tired to get up and down anything else. He didnt face any resistance from them anyway. They curled around each other tangling body parts together for body warmth.

Tam'tey was content. He was so content that he began to purr softly as he drifted to sleep. He was warm comfy and saturated in his now mates scent. It really couldn't get any better then this.

When Tam'tey had returned to the Hq he had expected to receive some looks. He had purple marks covering his neck and chest. He would be more surprised if he didnt receive a single look. Especially with how modest the humans are about their culture.

What he didnt expect was to be hounded by Nor. With ears pinned back he stalked up to his mischievous friend and grabbed his arm.

"You reek of another Na'vi"

"Exuse me?"

"You smell of another Na'vi Tam'tey. "

He gave knowing smirk flicking his tail. He should have known Nor would have been the first to call him out—especially with his attitude. In the background he made eye contact with so'lek. The older Na'vi gave an approving nod before turning back to his own work.

"Well I should hope so, they are my mate after all."

Nor could only stare at Tam'tey as he had grown another head. His tail flicked aggressively before he stalked off with a smug Na'vi right behind him.