UNIVERSITYAU! bf NETEYAM who can see himself marrying YOU
notes: agedup!humanau!neteyamxfem!reader, you met your boyfriend during your first semester at university, it's still the first semester and he's moving a bit too fast, you go to his to apartment to talk about it but ultimately get distracted and you really see how badly he wants you warnings: p in v, bj, swallowing, breeding k!nk, mentions of pregnancy, neteyam lowk has attachment issues, this is basically p0rn w/ no plot, kind of funny ending(?) wc: 2.7k
The dull coloured room of the university library was filled with sounds of keyboard clicks, flip of pages and the ever so often hushed grunt of frustration, it all meshed into a familiar cozy environment that allowed you to take on the task of your semester's coursework.
You sat at a table nestled in the far corner, the hum of the air conditioning assisting in fostering the natural atmosphere of the library and with each silent huff of frigid air you pulled your knitted cardigan tighter before letting your hand venture back to the comfort of gripping your cushion sleeved mechanical pencil, the dark point whittling away with each sentence you wrote.
You were in the zone, mind free of any creative hindrance as you formulated paragraph after paragraph, nothing could stop your onslaught of written words. Except...
BUZZ!
Your head instantly jerked upwards, hands becoming slack and allowing your pencil to fall from its grasp landing horizontally onto your page, as your eyes darted around the surface of the wooden table, it stopped on the darkened screen of your phone.
BUZZ!
Again. You cringed at the sound, grabbing it immediately, offering apologetic looks to the other two people sitting along the rectangular table, they seemed to pay no mind, so with a furrowed brow you turned on your phone, irritated at yourself for leaving it on vibrate while in a library in the first place, the screen displayed two new messages from your boyfriend, Neteyam.
You gritted your teeth in irritation, but ultimately felt bad after the action was done, he was just texting to check up on you, something that he usually does, but you could not ignore the itch of annoyance.
This was not the first time that you felt this way.
You met Neteyam during your first semester at university, he was someone you noticed almost immediately, how could you not? He was tall with broad shoulders and a smile that could make you melt, he stood out amongst the rest, carrying himself with a poised saunter, while everyone else was still trying to navigate their way and figure out themselves during the first few weeks, it was like he had already mastered it.
It didn't take long before you two collided, starting a casual conversation in a cafe on campus and after that it seemed like if you saw him everywhere, and he wasn't one to act like a stranger, every time you would spot him, he'd walk over, finding something to talk about with you, it wasn't long until you two exchanged numbers, then started hanging out and ultimately dating.
Everything felt like a dream, too easy and in your grasp, you could not find a flaw in this man, he was well-spoken, articulate in a way you didn't think was possible for a person, especially a male his age. He always found ways to surprise you, whether it be with dates, buying you desserts after your class, randomly getting you gifts, he even had an arbitrary rule of sending you endearing text messages. He was everything you could want, and more.
Right?
Sometimes you had to remind yourself that you were supposed to want this, the stability, the consistency, even if you felt suffocated at times, you were the one in the wrong, right? He was perfect. Why wouldn't you want this?
At the moment, you swiped your phone open, typing out a rushed response to his text messages, he read your messages and started typing almost instantly, but you just sighed, turning your phone on silent and shoving it into the pocket of your pants.
You grabbed your discarded pencil, but the motivation was lost, you stared blankly at the words you had written, everything looked jumbled on the white page and you wanted to groan. You rolled your eyes in irritation and grabbed all your stuff and sloppily shoved it into your tote bag, retrieving your phone from your pocket and typing out 'im coming over' to Neteyam, disregarding his several previous text messages.
You left the library, taking the familiar route to Neteyam's apartment, and when you arrived at the gate you pulled out your phone again, typing 'i'm here', before you could even click send you saw him jogging up behind the gate, keys in his hand, his braids were tied back and he wore a dark blue shirt that made his broad frame and sinewy arms look particularly defined, he twisted the lock of the gate open, offering you a warm smile first before he commenced the action and when the gate croaked open he shoved the keys into his sweatpants before embracing you.
"Missed you." he muttered while resting his forehead onto your shoulder, you felt the cold breeze of the afternoon as you took in his scent, it was warm and comforting, he smelled like vanilla and a hint of cocoa butter, "Let's go inside." he declared while releasing you, you give him a soft nod in response and wait for him to lock the gate before joining you in walking up the stairs to his room.
"You saw me today, though." you said casually while walking beside him, he turned to look at you, "Huh?" he asked, "You saw me today. Earlier, on campus, how do you miss me already?" you stated with a humourless chuckle, "Maybe I can't be apart from you." he admitted, you glanced at him but he wasn't facing you.
When you both reached his room he opened the door and allowed you to walk in first, shutting the door softly when he stepped in after. You slipped off your slippers and as you were placing your tote bag onto a nearby table you felt his strong hands wrap around your waist, pressing himself flush against your back, you soon felt his warm lips against the back and side of your neck, placing quick pecks onto the skin.
You giggled at the sudden warmness and affection, feeling his fingers go under your shirt and trace the dip of your waist, "I really can't be apart from you." he muttered, his baritone voice sending vibrations of tingles along your neck and down your spine, he presses two more kisses onto your neck before saying, "Maybe we should live together."
You instantly jerk yourself forward, yanking yourself out of his grasp, "Neteyam." you warned, turning around to meet his eyes with a glare, "I know, I know, we're only in our first year but think about it." he protested, coming to reach for your hand, and you allow him, his fingers interlocking with yours. "I could cook for you, we'd walk to campus together and I'd get to see you every night." he persuaded.
You sighed helplessly at him. This wasn't a foreign conversation, in fact he'd bring this up every time you slept over at his. "Neteyam, we only started dating two months ago, this is literally my first semester, this is our first semester." you retorted, and he gave you that look, the kicked puppy look. "Plus, what landlords around campus are going to allow male and female dorming?" you continued, instantly regretting it when his eyes lit up, "So if I find—"
"No."
You rejected his offer before he made it. "Neteyam, you're moving too fast." you muttered, voice becoming softer because you didn't want to hurt him, "So what? I love you, and you love me, right?" he interjected, bringing himself closer to you, and letting his hands grab at your hips, your face becomes hot at the feeling of his firm hands attached to you.
"It's just— I can't wait until we graduate, and then I can make you my wife." he stated casually, causing your eyes to pop wide, he seemingly tried to avoid your reaction by tugging you into him, wrapping his arms around your hips and pressing his chest onto your face, "I just love you so much, I wanna' marry you, have kids, grow old together." he admits while your face is pressed against his chest and you feel his hands wander down to give your ass a firm squeeze.
"Lots of kids." he muttered shamelessly, head twisting to the side to press a wet kiss to your cheek, you opened your mouth to speak but he pressed his own against yours, bringing you into a sloppy kiss, he squeezed at your ass and grinded his hips onto you. You kiss him back with little to no relent, arms wrapping around his neck and shifting yourself so that you could feel the bulge in his sweatpants poke at your front.
He breaks out of the kiss, "You want that too right?" he whined as he goes to suck at your neck, encasing his free hand around yours while he guides you to the stiff tent in his pants, "Feel how hard I am?" he questioned, you hum in response and voluntarily tug at him through his pants.
"Lay on the couch." he commanded, taking off his shirt to expose his defined chest and abs, you walk backwards until you feel the cushion of the couch at the back of your knees and fall back into it, pulling off your shirt as well. You sat there in your bra while he stands in front of you, you reach and trace down his chisled abs, finger tugging at the waistband before pulling it down, letting his cock spring free.
"Open up." he cooed, gripping his cock and guiding the tip to your parted lips. You feel his heavy, warm tip on your tongue, tasting the salty beads of precum as they oozed out, you shoo away his hands and use both of yours to pull him further into your mouth, he was so big that only half of his length could fit without you choking. As your head bobbed up and down his cock you heard quiet groans, "You gonna' let me come in your mouth?" Neteyam grunted.
You glanced up at him while hollowing your cheeks, using your tongue to swivel around his tip, "Don't spit it out this time." he groaned and you feel his heavy hand atop your head, softly moving you back and forth, at a rhythm that made his head fall back and his adam's apple bob as he whined out curses, tears began to pool in your eyes as he used your mouth for his pleasure.
"Swallow it. Fuck! Swallow every drop." Neteyam groaned out as his cock tautened inside your mouth, you feel the warm, thick, slow spray of his release on your tongue as he pulled his cock back slightly, you do as he requested and swallow his salty cum, and he smirks as you do.
"Good job." he praised, gripping his cock again, stroking it slowly despite the slightly overwhelming tingle of his cock's sensitivity, "Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you." he assured, "Lay down on your stomach." he commanded, and you listen to his instructions with an obedient smile, laying on your stomach and letting your bra press against the cushion of his couch, bracing your head between your folded arms.
You hear Neteyam shuffle behind you, and you look back at him as he lifts one knee to rest on the couch, on the side where your ass laid, cock still in his hand, now hard. "Look ahead, baby. Just feel, I'm gonna fill you up so good." he stated in a deep, heavy tone, you feel his broad, warm palms on your ass as he massages the clothed hump and you can't help but let out a strangled whine when he finally pulls down your own pants and underwear, feeling the coolness of the room against your glistening pussy.
"So wet, just from sucking my dick?" Neteyam asked while his hand slipped between your legs, collecting some of your slick on his two fingers. "Fuck, I'm so hard." Neteyam cursed out, and you hear the wet sounds of him sloppily stroking his cock, "Can only get his hard for you, no one else." he continued, pressing his fist onto the side of the couch as he leans over, "Spread wider, baby." he instructed softly, and as you comply you feel his tip prod at your wet hole, sliding the head to your clit then retreating back to your hole.
You whine at the feeling and he inserts the tip, letting it settle there for a while before sliding his entire length in, causing you both to moan at the feeling, "I fit inside you so perfectly, like I was made for you." he groaned, both hands coming to slide over your ass, and hold onto your waist. He slides himself in and out a few times each with altering rhythms, watching his cock get coated with your transparent arousal, "You take me so fucking well!" he moaned, finding momentum and fucking into you faster, making you slap your hand over your mouth to stifle your moans and whines.
His pelvis smacked against your ass each time he pressed his full length into you, "Move that hand from your mouth, let me hear you." he groaned loudly, making your eyes widen, "Neteyam, the neighbours!" you whined while he kept his pace, "Fuck, maybe we should just get a house together away from campus." Neteyam argued while he gripped onto your waist tighter, using the strength of his hips to jackhammer into your pussy.
"What— ah! Nonsense are you talking about?" you gasped out, your initial shock being distorted by your moans, "I'll take a loan, buy a car and drive us to campus, how does that sound baby?" he whined, bringing his other leg onto the couch, pressing his palms on both sides besides your back as he licks up your spine, "Fuck, I love you so much." he whimpered as he presses himself onto you and you feel his tense abs against your lower back, the added weight of him on top you made his cock go deeper, causing you to whine loudly, face hiding into your palms.
You feel the heat of his mouth against the back of your neck, kissing and sucking against the skin, "Maybe we should just drop out, skip all the bullshit and get married, hm?" he whispered into your ear, he fucked into you at an almost pulsating motion and the warm brush of his breath against your ear made the words that he just said hold no weight in your mind.
You whined shamelessly, feeling the repeat of his hips thrust in and out of your soppy pussy, "You would look so good pregnant. I'm so close!" Neteyam whined out, but this statement immediately caught your attention, your eyes widened and you tried to look back but his face was pressed against your shoulder, "Wanna' come inside you and make you a mommy." he continued, fucking the mortified expression away from your face as you felt the fast-paced drag of his cock mellow into a steady halt as he came.
"Fuck! I'm coming!" he grunted, and you feel the hot, thick liquid coat around his cock that was still nestled inside you, the excess pooling and dripping down to your clit, making you wince as you orgasmed around him, gripping him tighter, "Squeezin' me so good." he groaned while pressing kisses along your shoulder and back, you shrieked into the cushion, pressing your eyes shut and riding out your own climax.
Both of your heavy breaths synced before Neteyam pulled out with an exhausted chuckle, twisting both of your bodies so you could lay ontop of him, he wrapped both of his warm arms around your shoulders and planted a soft kiss atop your head, you laid there trying to process everything, compounded with fatigue.
"You talk such nonsense when you're inside me." you tested the waters, Neteyam exhales before responding, "Nonsense?", you gulp at his reply and close your eyes, his hand extends and you feel his fingers between your legs, taking the stray traces of his cum and shoving it back into your hole, "If you get pregnant, I'd be the happiest man in the world." he admitted, holding you closer.
You kiss your teeth and scoff, "I'm on birth control."
