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tiredmamaissy · 1 year

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Behind the Façade

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Characters: Ao’nung (20) x Fem Metkayina Reader y/n (20)

Warnings: NSFW, smut, rut cycle, no foreplay, mostly sub ao’nung, mostly dom reader, slight power struggle, creampie/breeding kink, knotting, smidge of fluff, spitting mouth (kinda), awkward moment during sex, profanity

Word Count: 2.6k

Requested: Yes || No

Author’s Note: As requested. Bestie, this is for you @jiafeimagic

Synopsis: Ao’nung unexpectedly goes into rut in the middle of the night. You calm your mate. Simple dimple. Enjoy

Intro:

You and Ao’nung have been mated since the sully family sought uturu in your village. He likes to put on a brave face – a façade that he’s this big, bad bully, when really he’s softer than the flesh between your legs. His rut is more like a heat, similar to what you experience monthly - lasting for 3 days. You allow him to keep up his façade in public, being his little bitch that follows his every order. But behind closed doors, he’s yours to do whatever you want with.

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“Y/n.” Ao’nung pants.

“Hmm?” You croak, trying to open your eyes.

All you can see is the luminescence of your own skin. Feeling around with your hand, you find that the space next to you in the bed is empty. You sit up and rub your eyes, hoping to figure out where your mate’s voice is coming from.

“Y/n.” He repeats, this time in a more frantic manner.

“What is it? you ask, worried that something is wrong with him. “Where are you?”

You squint your eyes, and scan the marui pod, looking for your mate. Two heavy lidded, purple eyes float in the corner of your room, watching you intently. They're dazed and full of lust. A sinking sensation plagues your stomach when you realize what’s happening.

Ao’nung’s rut came early.

You squint your eyes, trying to make out the figure in front of you. He's sitting in the corner, with his knees to his chest and his head in his hands.

“Sorry to wake you.” He grits his teeth. “I just... I can’t take it anymore.” He huffs, dropping his head between his knees.

You get out of bed and approach him slowly. “It’s alright, I know how intense your ruts are, my love.” You hum, kneeling to his level to stroke the length of his queue. “You should have woken me earlier.”

He’s trembling, shaking his head from side to side in his knees and panting heavily – he must have been enduring this all night long. Leaning into your touch, he rubs his face into your bosom, closing his eyes and inhaling your scent. You shush him, rubbing circles into his back.

“Shh. Shh, baby boy. You’ll be alright, I’m here now.” You reassure him, laying his legs flat on the floor as you mount him.

His legs are now between your knees as you tower over him, shortening the distance between your hot bodies.

“I want this.” Ao’nung whines, cupping the soft flesh between your legs. “...please.” He whimpers, looking up at you through the dip of your breasts, with inebriated, glowing eyes - begging for some relief.

“How could I ever say no to these eyes?” You whisper, moving his hands to your waist.

Using a single finger to lift his chin, you kiss him fervently, swirling your tongue around his. You shuffle even closer to him, lowering your pelvis onto his crotch – sticky from his own slick. He’s already rock-hard, writhing his pelvis into the softness between your thighs. You share each other’s hot breaths between wet kisses as your hands explore every inch of your bodies.

He’s whimpering quietly into your mouth, succumbing to the urges of his rut, trying to fuck you through your loincloth. His movements are impatient – full of desperation and desire for his mate. Unable to form a coherent thought, he allows his body to speak to you, begging to be inside of you. His hands slide down to your hips, gripping it tightly, using it as leverage to grind even harder against you.

You move your sloppy kisses down his face, planting bruise-like marks on his jawline and neck. You linger there, filling your lungs with his potent pheromones, intoxicating your body with his scent. His pheromones remind you of the salty ocean, mixed with the scent of the sap of a mangrove. You know that you wouldn’t be able to satiate him if you weren’t high, too – his rut is just too intense for that.

“Tsheylu, Ao’nung.” You mumble into his neck, moving your hand to the base of his queue.

His movements are eager, tugging at your queue to bring it closer to his. It sends small shocks down your spine as he makes the bond eagerly. In an instant, the heat and fogginess of his rut transfers to you, putting you in a trance, too. Your hips pick up speed, whining and grinding against his member whilst he kisses your shoulders.

“...please, y/n.” He lets out a lengthy mewl, squeezing his eyes shut. “...f-fuck me.”

His eyes fly open, glossy and glowing in the dim light. You witness his pupils morph into slits. He’s now at the height of it, and if you didn’t give it to him soon – he would just take it for himself. This part of his rut always frightened you a bit, he would go from begging on his knees to forcefully-taking-what’s-his in a split second. You slip the thin cloth covering your breasts over your head, and fiddle with the knot of your loincloth with trembling fingers.

“Hurry. I need you now.” He grunts urgently, untying his own loincloth in a hurry.

“I’m trying, I’m trying” you pant, struggling with the knot due to the darkness of the room.

In frustration, Ao’nung rips your loincloth down the middle and throws it aside. He’s fighting with himself, trying his hardest to be gentle with you, but he just wants to shove his knot inside of you already. He’s rubbing his veiny cock against your sticky cunt, getting off from the feeling of your clit rolling against his tip.

“Stretching. Do you need it?” he mumbles, as his fingers burrow their way between your hips, frantically searching for your hole.

“No.” You yank his hand out by his wrist.

“What I need is...” you line up his tip with your slippery hole, “...this huge cock.” You moan loudly in his ear as you slowly slide his entire length inside of you.

He lets loose a lengthy, guttural groan, finally getting the attention his cock has been begging for. He softens under your touch, burying his face into your chest, hiding his expression from you as he hums into your breasts. Gripping him by the neck, you push him away, and stare at his erotic expression.

“I like seeing your face when I ride, understood?” You purr.

Your taken aback when you realize why he hid his face. You can feel his cock throbbing in your cunt, already emptying it’s seed inside you. He’s gritting his teeth, trying to bite back his lewd noises as he rocks into you, ensuring that your womb gets every drop of his sticky cum. The pure bliss – the ecstasy that he’s feeling from the gummy, hot walls that clench around his cock is unbearable.

“Are you cumming? Already?" You ask quickly, trying to hold back your laugh.

"All from me putting it in? Fucking pathetic.” You spit, watching his face contort from overstimulation as you start moving your hips.

“Haah.. ah... Fuck.” He lets out choked pants, glaring at you through his slits. His cheeks redden even more, he's clearly embarrassed by his quick release. He buries his face back into your breasts.

“I’m sorry, you just feel so fucking good.” He huffs, pushing himself even deeper into you, ensuring his cum makes its way into your womb.

“Shit. Still going? Was that not enough for you?" You grab a fist full of hair at the back of his head and pull him from your chest, looking directly into his eyes.

"Fuck... trying to drill yourself into my womb like that.” You drop your gaze to your sticky pelvises.

“Such a pitiful sight...” You moan, looking back up into his drunk, pleading eyes. “Now, beg.” You whine your hips on him ever so slightly, massaging his cockhead with your cervix.

He clenches his jaw and swallows his spit. “Please.” He growls begrudgingly.

You start lifting your hips off him. “Oh? That didn’t sound very genuine. I see I am not needed anymore.”

“Wait. Fuck. P-please y/n.” he grabs your hips, pulling them back down onto his cock. “Please... I need you. I can’t live without you. Please, I can’t take this anymore.” He sobs, looking up at you with watery eyes.

A grin plasters your face as you start riding his cock, firmly gripping his throat for support.

“I love when you listen to me.” You grind onto his cock, already feeling a little bulge growing at the base of it. “Whoa... I can feel your knot already, Ao’nung.” You whisper, feeling your face heat up.

You glance at him to see that his eyes are closed – face contorted from how good your pussy feels around his cock. He really looks like he might cum inside of you again, all from just a few thrusts of your hips.

“Woman, you feel too good.” He groans, dipping his head back.

“I know. I know, baby boy.” You moan, feeling his tip poking against your sweet spot. “You feel good too... I can feel you heating up inside of me. Gonna cum for me again?” You chuckle under your breath.

Ao’nung’s body is taking control, thrusting his hips upwards as they chase the warmth of the slick that coats the walls of your cunt. He’s whimpering from the overstimulation – but he can’t stop rutting into you. His sweet, little moans are becoming louder in your ears as he buries his face into your shoulder. You can feel his cock jumping inside you, ready to burst and fill you to the brim with his seed.

“Talk to me, Ao’nung. What do you want?” you breathe, picking up speed.

“Haa.. ah. I want... Ngh – I want to get you pregnant...” he whines, looking back up into your eyes. “Please... bear my child, y/n...” his head slumps forward, back into your chest. “Please...” his pleads are muffled from the plump flesh of your breasts. “...I’ll do anything”

“Good boy.” You moan, chasing your own climax now.

“Ugh... it is coming, y/n. L-let me cum inside of you... Please.” he whines loudly, manhandling your hips.

Through the bond, you can feel the heat pooling in his chest as he wills himself not to cum until you give him permission. Not only that, but you can feel his enormous, veiny knot poking at your entrance, begging to rip you into two. Knowing that this is only the beginning of his 3-day-long rut, you want to start slow – so not to tire yourself out.

“No knotting yet, my love.” You pant, trying to lift your hips off him. He drives his fingernails into your hips and shoves you back down onto his knot. “Fuck. Control yourself, Ao’nung.” You whimper, feeling it stretch you out.

“Please...my love.” he begs.

He’s pushing his cock even deeper into you, trying to break through the walls that prevent his knot from popping inside of you. He’s completely consumed by his urges to turn you into a vessel to carry the heir to Olo’eyktan – to carry his son. You see his thoughts, as he imagines you heavily pregnant with his child. Soon, you feel this urge too, wanting to be his little breeding bitch.

“Oh, fuck it.” You huff, going over the edge from the mere image flashing through your head. “Fill me up, Ao’nung. Give me your fat knot.”

He rams his knot into you in one quick thrust, forcefully holding you down onto his pelvis as he cums deep inside you yet again. His tip is drilling through your cervix, directly into your womb – spurting thick ropes of his hot seed inside of you. It sends you over the edge, finally allowing yourself to release your own orgasm, pulsing around his cock as your walls milk him dry.

You slump into your mate, who’s finally feeling some sort of relief. You look down into his face as the room is becoming brighter from the suns emergence, and see that his heavy lids are finally closing – covering his dark blue eyes. He rocks into you every so often, putting you into a state of comatose, too. You’re both breathing heavily, trying to catch your breath and calm down from your high.

Only an hour passes until he’s tugging at your entrance, trying to pull his knot out of you – pinching himself and you in the process. This is what you didn’t want from the get-go, but it’s too late now and his rut has only just started. He’s nipping at your neck, tracing your jugular with his pointed fangs, silently asking to mark his mate. You too are deep in the thick of his pheromones, feeling woozy and jaded.

“Yes... do it, ma’ nung.” You hum, feeling the bite of his sharp teeth, piercing your skin as he marks you as his.

His urges take the forefront, as he thrusts in and out of you causing his partially deflated knot to pop in and out of you. This continues for the rest of the day, in the same position. You’re completely numb now, unsure of how many times he’s knotted you, as your abused hole is just dripping with his cum.

“Ao’nung...” you croak, trying to get off him for the fifth time. “I’m hungry... and thirsty.”

“Mmnn... come” he kisses you sloppily, spitting in your mouth as a poor attempt at quenching your thirst. “...better?” he moans, still deep in a trance.

“No... skxwang. I need real water.” you groan, pushing him off you and crawling away.

He pounces on you, knocking you on your stomach as he mounts you again. He slides himself inside of you and starts bucking his hips, desperate to breed you once more - despite the extreme overstimulation. Both of you were fucked out raw, but he couldn’t help it – he couldn’t stop himself. You lay there and take it, just grateful to finally be in a new position.

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You open your eyes to see a bright room. The sun was out and shining vibrantly. The dead weight on top of you makes you winded, knocking all the air out of your lungs. You look behind you to see Ao’nung slumped over your shoulder, sleeping soundly. You groan from the soreness, reaching down to your pelvis to feel if he’s still inside of you.

The answer is simple – yes. He is. You feel a little more, to find that his knot has finally gone down enough to pull him out of you. You shove him off your back, and crawl towards the bucket of water in the corner of the pod – breaking tsaheylu.

Gulping loudly, you chug the water, quenching your extreme thirst at last. You pull away and finally take a deep breath, looking back at your mate. You're met with his delirious gaze. You sympathize with him, feeling awful that it took three full days of this to calm down.

“Oh, baby boy.” You mumble, shuffling back over to him with a cup of water. You stroke his hair – wet from sweat. “It’s over now.” You pull his limp body into your lap, supporting his head with your breast.

“Drink.” He laps up the water greedily, not realizing how thirsty he was until it wet his dry lips.

“Y/n. I love you. Only you truly see me.” He stares longingly at you, with his light blue, teary eyes.

“I love you, too ma’ nung.” You lean down to kiss his wet lips.

He pulls away from you, panting heavily. “No. I mean it. I will stay by your side for the rest of my life.”

You smile at him, feeling the warmth in your heart, and kiss him gently.

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After cleaning, feeding and watering one another you both walk out of your marui pod to be met with the bewildered eyes of no one other than Lo’ak, Neteyam and Roxto. Ao’nung slips back into his usual self, walking towards the na’vi with an aggressive demeanor. You follow closely behind him, with your eyes locked onto your feet. It was obvious that you two were loud enough for them to hear you.

“What is wrong with you freaks?” Ao’nung spits, puffing out his chest.

Lo’ak laughs, mocking Ao’nung. “Oooh, y/n. ‘only you truly see me’.”

“Lo’ak! Come on brother. I thought the ‘I will stay by your side for the rest of -” Neteyam taunts, being cut off by Ao’nung shoving him in the chest. Roxto tries to keep his smile to himself, finding the whole ordeal amusing.

“Agh.” Ao’nung spit, rolling his eyes before turning around and walking away.

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tiyawnyana · 7 months

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Kinktober : Day 15

Size Difference

A/N: in this fic he is a mountain and you (and me) are ready to climb

Pairing: Ao'nung x (fem) Omiticaya Sully

Warnings: soft, pining, teasing, size difference scenting, fingering, p in v, belly bulge, creampie

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It's been two years since your family departed from the Metkayina clan. Two years since you felt your heart crack. Two years of sadness at leaving your second home.

You had grown accustomed quick, learned quicker of the techniques and styles of the metkayina; and it was all thanks to the Olo'eyktans children.

You missed them terribly and it grew more. Even when the war ended, even after you grew again as a warrior of the Omiticaya, you couldn't seem to stop missing them.

So you decided to visit them, decided to pack your things and strap your bags onto your ikran to be out for a while. Your heart longed to swim along the waves, so with a tearful bye from your family and a tablet shoved into your chest, you took off. Unsurprisingly, your little brother, Lo'ak, decided to join you. So together, you took off and after an 8 hour ikran flight, 2 hour break total in between stops, you grinned with pure happiness at the sight of the mountains and village beneath it, littered across the beaches. You yip loud and clear, alerting your brother, who yells in happiness.

The horn is loud, and the metkayina are immediately bustling towards the clearing along the sand. You two circle around before gently landing, and people are shoved out of the way by a grinning Tsireya. She books it to Lo'ak and tackles him into the sand, smothering him with kisses. His face is flushed as he snickers.

You grin fondly, petting your ikran and disconnecting your bags from his back.

Tonowari and Ronal greet you fondly, happy for you and your brothers safe arrival before dispersing.

Tsireya is lifting your brother from the ground when suddenly, a hand grips your bicep and tugs you into a chest. You gasp in surprise, those arms wrapping tight and completely surrounding your body. A small coil of delight stirs in your gut.

You try to crane your head up but to no avail.

"Nung! Let her go, skxawng!"

You suck in a breath.

This guy surrounding you is Ao'nung? The Ao'nung that you'd spent these last two years longing for? Dear Eywa.

The arms slowly release you, but those hands hold your biceps. You eye those hands with a gulp in surprise. You're finally able to look at him but realize you now have to crane your head back to actually make eye contact.

God. How does an attractive person get even hotter? Holy hell.

His jawline was more prominent, the left half of his face having beautiful jagged tattoos that curled over the top of his browbone. His hair too, had grown a ton, and now sported a half up cornrowed hairstyle, the rest flowing freely down his back it gorgeous silky curls. He had shot up in height, and seemingly was way stockier in muscle too. God.. his biceps alone had to be two, no, three times yours! His chest was more defined as well, and tapered down into his small waist and god you feel your face grow warm. You've been blatantly checking him out!

You lift your gaze to his immediately and inhale sharply as it seems he's done the same.. a small smirk on his face.

Sure, you grew in height but still remained shorter than the metkayina. You were stronger, more defined muscles but it was lean muscle, more agile strength for flight and life in the forest. You knew you had curved slightly as well, around your hips and bottom. Surely the avatar genes you had thanks to your father.

Your hair had grown, pulled back in those neat braids but you insisted on your own twist; braiding about halfway before allowing the rest to curl naturally. You had really grown into yourself, especially your confidence.

His eyes finally lock with yours before a cocky grin grows on his lips.

"Hey, shorty," he teases.

You snort, rolling your eyes,"Didn't expect you to sprout up like a damn tree," you turn, grabbing your bag off of your ikran only for it to get snatched from your grip,"Hey!"

He snorts,"You've had a long travel, come, I'll bring you to your marui."

You roll your eyes before patting your ikran and following after Ao'nung.

He takes up the path, people part to make space for him and you can't help the chuckle bubbling from your throat. He peers back at you, a questioning glint in his eyes before fondly rolling his eyes. Soon enough, he opens the flaps to the marui, the one that you had shared with your family. You had expected it to be vacant and empty, but you're surprised to find flowers draped around, vines drooping from the roof. You grin in delight and surprise, looking around in awe while placing down your bed mat.

"Oh, you won't need that," he snorts, gently placing down your bags.

You raise an eyebrow at him, confused, before he leads you a separated portion of the marui. You become familiar again with the layout, smiling softly, before gasping when he opens the flap.

Your old room had been shared with your sisters, but now is your own. And again, you expected it to be barren, but in it lies a huge nest bed; handmade blankets and pillows piled together. Little lanterns with glowing bugs are by the bed, trinkets placed neatly around the room. You nearly tear up at the realization that they're things that you had made with the people, crafted or caught.

You turn to Ao'nung, who stands by the entry, a small soft smile on his face.

"I- I have no words.." a watery smile takes over your lips.

"That is alright.." He says softly, pacing over to you before wrapping you up into another hug. Only this time, he crouches and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you off the floor as he stands. One arm cradles the back of your head, the other around your waist and you wrap your arms around his neck while nuzzling your face into the crook there. You relax against him, sagging into his hold and inhale his scent. Thankfully, that didn't change; an earthy underlying musk with a soft layer of sea breeze. You sigh happily.

"Really missed you," you mumble against him, to which he laughs lightly, nodding.

"You've no idea how much we missed you," he inhales,"how much I did."

You blush and you're grateful that he can't see your face.

You both stay there for a moment, just breathing eachother in. Unfortunately the moment is interrupted when Tsireya can be heard giggling in the main room, Lo'ak talking to her.

Ao'nung sighs, gently placing you back on your feet and gives you one last tight squeeze before letting go. He takes a step back, clearing his throat.

"There will be a celebration for you and your brothers return.. I- um, I left you something to wear. I will see you tonight," he bows his head, a small smile on his face before he leaves.

You look around the room, before spotting leaving wrappings on one of the flat surfaces. You quickly unwrap it before a soft gasp leaves you.

Tsireya comes to get you for the celebration and grins as you and Lo'ak follow her.

It seems she had gifted your brother a new tewng along with new jewelry and a specially crafted arm band. He practically beams in delight. Unfortunately he also teases you of your garb.

It seems that someone, or Ao'nung, (you weren't really sure if he had made it, but your hopes were up), had made a special necklace and matching tewng for you too.

The necklace has thinned and dried sea leaves intricately twisted and beaded to drape down your chest. There are leaves too, that creatively cover your breasts, and the best part were the specifically placed pearls. There are many, a few in a bunch surrounded by vibrant beads that almost look like flowers on your skin. At the center lies a beautiful flat shell, inner portion laying perfectly below your collar bones. And the tewng is soft against your thighs, curled sea leaves and entwined threads all braided beautifully together with beads around the waist and surprisingly enough, beads and pearls drape down, clinking as you walk.

You don't recall ever feeling more beautiful.

The drums are boisterous as you arrive. Lo'ak splits off and is swarmed by old friends, and Tsireya leads you to some of yours. You all chat for a bit before Tonowari and Ronal find you and your brother, announcing your great arrival. The celebration commences and you drink fermented oceanic fruits, a warm buzz settling into your bones.

You look around for Ao'nung, a growing want boiling up. A few warriors speak to you, wanting to catch your eye but you've already been caught. For too long now.

You finally find him, and when he spots you, you sweat your heart flies out of your chest. God, he made himself a similar tewng to the one strapped around your waist. You grin, beelining to him through the crowd.

"Ao'nung!" You greet him with glee, hands catching his arm.

"Tiyawn," he grins down at you. His breath smells of the same fermented fruit,"How are you enjoying your evening?"

"It's just beyond wonderful, thank you," and in a moment of feeling bold-ish due to the buzz in your system, you lean to his ear whilst tugging him down to whisper,"Thank you for your gift, it's absolutely beautiful."

He grins, ears perking up adorably,"Beautiful gift for a beautiful woman." Then he tugs you by your waist to lean into his side.

You blush hot when he thumbs at the band of your tewng around your waist. You can't stop the pooling of arousal you feel- God, you'd never craved him more. All those years of being away seems to have boiled up hot and heavy and you shudder. You couldn't be with anyone after realizing your feelings for him. It was impossible to imagine being under- or over another navi and it not be him.

You're interrupted from your thoughts when the music changes, and the Na'vi begin a more sensual dance. Hips rolling together, more touchy against one another.

A tall navi, not as tall as Ao'nung, approaches you with a shy grin.

"Ao'nung, hello," he greets politely, receiving a respectful nod in response. The male returns his gaze to you,"I am Rádyn, we were brief friends before?"

You grin, nodding,"I remember!" And step forward to hug him lightly,"It is so nice to see everyone again, I missed it."

"We all missed having you and your family here as well," he grins,"I was wondering if I could maybe take you to dance?"

Your eyes widen, especially when the hand holding the band of your tewng changes to grip the base of your tail. You release a squeak, sucking in a breath at the jolt of surprising pleasure that rises up your spine.

"She has a partner," Ao'nung gruffly responds.

You look at him in masked surprise before nodding to Rádyn, smiling softly in thanks,"but thank you for the offer! Perhaps next time?"

He had looked down at the refusal, but grins happily and leaves.

You snicker before gasping as he squeezes your tail.

"Wait- hey!" You smack his wrist and he huffs, releasing your tail,"I do believe you owe me a dance?"

You smirk up at him, and he quirks a brow before nodding.

"Seems I do, tiyawn," he walks forward, grasping your hand and leading you into the crowd.

The beat is still sensual, and to your surprise it seems it's basically just young adults and older couples gyrating against eachother.

He grips your waist now, tugging your back into his chest,"Just follow my lead," he whispers to you, then guides your hips to move with his. His hands are so large, covering your hips, circling your stomach and he controls your movements. You lean back against him, trailing one hand up to hold high, wrapping around the back of his neck.

Your body feels like it's on fire. Hot arousal coursing down your body to pool between your legs.

Ao'nung leans his head down, mouth next to your temple,"Perfect, tahni," his voice rasps. You can't stop the shiver racing up your spine.

You turn around in his hold, pressing your chest firm to his, or moreso his abs. He fixes his hold on you, still controlling around your waist but as the beat changes slightly, he wedges a thigh between yours. Because of his height, his thigh presses right into your core and you gasp, clinging onto his biceps weakly.

"Something wrong?" He teases before rocking your hips over the muscle of his thigh. You pant, forehead leaning against his peck.

You whine breathelessly before breathing hard,"Not at all," you lean back to smirk at him. Your gaze trails down to his lips, then back up to his eyes; you can't stop thinking about dragging him off and finally kissing away that smirk.

He still sways you to the beat, but manages to grind you down against his thigh periodically. You can feel your tewng covering your pussy growing wetter and you bite your lip in a poor attempt to stifle your moans.

He again leans down to breathe at your temple,"You look delicious," he grins, then breathes in your scent,"Smell it, too."

You feel a warm blush on your cheeks, shaking your head fondly. You notice his gaze is drifting around your chest, those beads and sea leaves swaying with your movements.

"I want to thank you again for your gift," you start, breathing out softly before feeling more bold,"Perhaps you could help me take it off later?"

He jolts, eyes wide as he gaze down at you.

You immediately think you've gone too far, so you open your mouth, ready to laugh, to make it a joke, but you stop with a choked out gasp when he grinds your hips down against his thigh and leans down to your ear.

"Gladly," he whispers, then kisses your cheek tenderly.

You lean against him completely and just let him sway you to the beat, hot blush on your cheeks and arousal in your gut.

After a while of dancing, he pulls you from the crowd. You almost feel uncomfortable in your tewng now, wetness having cooled there just slightly. He drags you off to the outskirts, deciding to speak with his family as the party goes on. But he keeps a firm grip around your tail, thumb stroking the base.

After a bit, you grow impatient, staring out around the crowd. You don't even hear the conversation he is having, too buzzed and too aroused.

You huff, turning to him with a hungry look in your eyes,"I am retiring early, I do hope to see you soon?"

He smirks, nodding, before watching you leave. He follows soon after, bidding a Goodnight before booking it to your marui.

By the time he throws the flap open, then secures it tight behind him, you're buzzing with nerves. You stand there, waiting, gawking at him in surprise. You didn't expect him to be right behind you.

He takes two big steps towards you to cup your face, leaning down and smothering you with a deep and heavy kiss. You groan into him, surprised, before grabbing at his shoulders. He kisses you hard, invading your mouth wholeheartedly and drifts his hands down your body to grab under your butt, sliding you up his body until he wraps your legs around his waist. He grinds your hips down against his rising cock and you whine into his mouth before he pulls back, kissing down your neck sloppily as he walks you down to your room.

"Great mother- tahni, I have dreamt of you, craved you these last two years." He huffs, peeling the flap open,"Never wanted anything more in my life; you are a gift beyond anything else."

He's quick to press you down into that nest, dropping the weight of his hips into yours and grinding into you.

"Oh- Ao'nung, ah!" You moan, blinking fast as his movements have him grinding against your pulsing clit.

"Yeah, oh- want to make you mine," he nips against your neck,"For everyone to see. You're mine- I'm yours, all those warriors be damned."

You can only gaze at him, stifling your moans badly.

"Help- get this off," you struggle with the top.

"I'd love to fuck you while you wear it sometime.."

"That can be arranged," you giggle.

Finally, he helps peel it from your body and soon enough unties your tewng, tossing it to the side. He groans at the sight before darting down, sucking marks into your chest, sucking over your nipples as well as you whine needily.

He hurries up, seemingly impatient as he yanks off his own tewng. His cock is already out of his sheath and you gawk at it, pure bewilderment.

"What the fuck? You packing a weapon at all times?" You joke.

He snorts, rolling his eyes but refocuses, hand pressing you down soft as his other hand prods at your hole before sinking two fingers in quick, an embarrassing sound making you cover your face. He quickly spreads you open, thrusting just as fast while sucking over your other nipple. He bites over the plushy flesh of your breast and you whimper. His fingers alone fill you deeply, stretching your walls gradually and desperately.

His cock rubs heavy against your inner thigh and you can't help but reach down, taking him in your palm and stroking firm. God, your hand doesn't even wrap around it. He grunts, hips bucking against your small hand.

You smack at the wrist that fingers into you and he pulls out, then you guide the tip to your entrance.

"Please- please, hurry," your voice is shakey but wanting.

He hovers above you, absolutely huge in comparison and he grins, loving how he towers over you now.

Ao'nung presses into you, tip slowly sinking in before popping in.

You both groan. He stretches you wider than you anticipated, hissing in slight discomfort as he continues to press into you. His cock is long, thick and heavy, you've never felt fuller and he still hasn't bottomed out.

Inch after inch, he presses in. Soon but not soon enough, he finally presses his hips flush to yours. Your thighs are trembling and you're breathing heavy, but God do you feel wonderful. You glance down, and an audible gasp turning into a shocked, punched out moan. You can distinctly see the bulge in your lower stomach. He glances down before gritting his teeth hard, grunting. But his hands move up, gripping over your waist and pulling back, then quickly shoving himself back into your pulsing cunt. He begins a steady rhythm and his eyes remain on the bulge in your belly.

"Oh- fuck, fuck, Ao'nung!" You moan out, back arching.

He lifts his hands, wrapping then entirely around your waist, fingers overlapping at your back, and you suck in a gasp, but soon release a strangled moan when his thumbs press over the skin where the bulge forms.

You can't breathe, can't think, too high already on that crest and your hips roll against his. You cling to him desperately, a constant stream of moans tumbling from your lips.

You bring your own hand down to press against the bulge; your fingers press against where you know the tip lays nestled and the groan he releases has you nearly melting into the fabrics beneath you.

He fucks into you harder and faster, groaning and dipping his head down to the crook of your neck. He huffs there.

"Wanted you since forever, yawne, wanted to claim you then. Even moreso now," he grunts, hips slowing to down but heightening in strength.

"Do it, whats stopping you- oh, god!," you challenge, grinning breathlessly and breaking off into a moan as the tip rubs hard into your walls.

He exhales, then lifts you up. You gasp, clinging to his shoulders; he resumes his hard pace, almost using your cunt like a living sex toy, and god you can't enough of it. He grinds your body down, then drags you up, nearly brutal but you love it.

The raw need is evident. You were so thankful that this wasn't one sided- you'd needed him since you suffered your first heat. You remember how desperate you were, humping into your hand on the outskirts of the beach in one of the private maruis. You had wished then just like now that he would just take you, make you his anytime he wanted.

Your pussy leaks profusely, dripping down his thighs with your slick as he grinds you down onto his cock.

"Ao- Ao'nung! Please, please," you babble, head tilted back as you gasp and moan out little sounds.

"Eywa- you're even more perfect than before," he cups the back of your neck, dragging you up slightly to mouth at your throat,"Gonna' fill you up so everyone can smell me on you- in you."

Your cunt tightens around him and you nod dumbly.

He presses you back down against the blankets but then lays his weight on you, elbows coming to brace himself on either side of your head, effectively holding you down as he rolls his hips in short but mind wracking thrusts. You cling around his chest, nails dragging down his back. Your thighs are wrapped around his waist and you tighten them, making his thrusts sloppier.

"I've wanted you since my first heat- since before that," you moan out, gazing up at him.

He smiles breathlessly,"Wanted you since you first came off that ikran all those years ago."

He leans down to kiss you soft, gentle, but keeps his thrusts hard and quick.

You whine against his mouth, that coil tightening up too quick for you to prepare yourself before it snaps.

Your head goes back, disconnecting from his lips as you tighten up around him, cunt pulsing and slick squirting out of you as you cum. The moan you release is long, whiney and embarrassing as it echoes out of your room.

He moans, thrusting a few more times until he presses hard against you, hot cum filling you until it too squirts out around his cock. It creates a white ring around his base and he shudders, head coming to rest next to yours.

You breathe for a moment, still struggling but the feeling is better than anything you could've imagined.

After a few minutes, he grips around your waist, rolling over until you're straddling him. His cockhead rubs hard against your cervix and you release a strangled moan.

You look down again and sigh shakily; his cock bulging from your inner walls is even more prominent now. You really can't believe nor get over how absolutely huge he got.

The hands around your waist lift you only your drop you down his length.

You glare down at him, still breathless but he only grins innocently.

"What, you thought I was done after one round?"

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A/N: I wanted a sweet build up and I'm really happy with how this went. I do feel like I could be working on my descriptions better with outside of intimacy moments tho

Also you end up being fucked into next Tuesday and waking up early afternoon the next day, hickeys down your neck, in your inner thighs and still leaking cum from your cunt. When he said he wanted everyone to smell him on you he wasn't kidding.

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Dark!aonung who gets obsessed with shy & quiet reader. She is the daughter of 2 avatars (while in their avatars) but they didn't view her as theirs, since she was born to the avatars. The Sully's sorta took her in.

He bullies her like he did Kiri, enjoying when she gets all teary, but Aonung gets pissed when he finds some other Metkayina boys harassing her.

So he stakes his claim on her, so everyone knows she belongs to him.

Mine to tease

Adult Dark!Ao‘nung x female Sully reader

Words: 4.2k

Summary: It’s one thing when Ao’nung bullies you. It’s a complete different thing when someone else dares to lay their hands on you.

Warnings: explicit smut, mean Ao’nung, shy / cry baby reader, enemies to lovers (kinda??), biting, super heavy dacryphilia (crying kink), bullying, obsessive behavior, harassment, rough oral sex (m receiving), come eating, reader probably has a huge degradation kink, praise kink, dub-con (idk about that I’m still adding it just in case)

Notes: this is super messy and the plot barely makes any sense because I wrote this with way too many breaks in between ugh I still hope you like it!! 🫣

Ao’nung was obsessed, that much was pretty clear. Obsessed with you. In what way though, you didn’t know. Not yet, at least.

"Hey freak, where are you going?"

Your shoulders visibly tensed upon hearing this stupid nickname, not having to turn around to see who was calling you. Only one person ever called you like that anyways. It was either freak or cry baby… how suitable for you.

You began walking a little faster towards the beach, like you had intended to collect some shells for Tuk. Not wanting the said person to pester you so early in the morning, you tried not to pay him any attention. Unfortunately, that didn’t always work.

"Aww come on now, don't ignore me," a strong hand grabbed at your arm and turned you around, making you squeak. Now you could see him, just inches away from you and with a dark smirk plastered to his face.

Ao’nung obviously had a strange hobby of bullying and teasing you and your siblings ever since the day you set foot on his island. And while your brothers had finally gained some of his respect after their little fight, Ao’nung still didn’t ease up his teasing when it came to you. A part of you thought that the reason for this might be that you just didn’t had the guts to fight back like the others did. Well, you weren’t exactly wrong about that.

While Lo‘ak and Neteyam had their fists and Kiri had her smart mouth, all you could do was let it happen and try your best not to cry on spot. It was true, you were a cry baby. You‘ve just always been such a sensitive person, to shy to stand up for yourself. It was especially hard to keep your eyes from watering, when neither of your brothers were around to protect you from his mean words, since you often failed to do it yourself.

And it felt like Ao’nung was aiming for just that. He was always pushing you a little further than he did with your siblings, always following you around whenever he spotted you alone and teasing you over the simplest things. It wasn’t just your looks, not your extra finger or your slim tail. Everything that you did, while trying to blend in with the metkayina clan, was just another reason for him to laugh and call you names.

You really couldn’t help yourself with him. And there was this thing, like a sparkle in his eyes, whenever the tears started to dwell in your eyes and when your cheeks and the tip of your nose got all rosy. He would tower over you, watch the tears roll over your soft cheeks and the way you nervously chewed on your bottom lip and it was like something kindled in him. Yes, Ao’nung was definitely obsessed with you.

It didn’t help that you had this stupid little crush on him. Him of all people. You felt stupid to even think about him like that. And your siblings would probably drown you in the ocean without hesitation if they would ever find out you had eyes for the man that gave you such a hard time every second of the day. Why him? You didn’t know the answer to this yourself. You mostly blamed it on his looks– obviously his charming personality had nothing to do with that. It was unfortunate how stupidly attractive Ao’nung was, considering he was such an asshole. An asshole that enjoyed teasing you.

And that’s how it always went. Usually, it was just Ao’nung giving you a hard time. From time to time, but especially when your siblings were around, he was accompanied by some of his goons too, but they never spoke directly to you. It was always just him. Apart from that, none of the other villagers around your age had interacted with you in any way so far. They all seemingly avoided your family. At first you were a bit sad about that, longing to make some new friends within this clan. But you were also glad that no one else paid much attention to you. At least like this, you only had to deal with Ao‘nung and his dumb friends.

Well, that’s what you thought at first.

Words must have gotten around, probably Ao’nung bragging about how easy to tease you were, how funny it was to see you cry, because later that day, a new group of metkayina decided to show their sudden interest in your alien features.

"Look at that, she‘s getting all shy now", one of the men laughs spitefully as you try to hide your hands by crossing your arms over your chest. What was up with them today? This day hadn’t been long, but it had been so overwhelming already, as if your encounter with Ao’nung this morning wasn’t already enough for a day.

"We don’t bite, c‘mon show us your hands", another one chuckles and then reaches for your wrist. With a firm hold on your wrist he then waves your hand around for all of them to see and it’s just so humiliating. "Stop that", you protest as you yank your hand from his grip, "Don‘t touch me…" It comes out weaker than you intended, your voice already trembling. Where‘s Lo‘ak if you need him? He would’ve thrown a good punch at that asshole, silencing him once and for all.

"That’s so freaky", the third one grimaces and that finally gives you the rest. "Aw look, she’s crying! What a ba—" Whatever that guy wanted to say dies in his throat quicker than any of you can proceed. You look at them with furrowed brows and it seemed like a shadow casted over all of their faces. They looked… frightened?

Turning around to see what they were all staring at in such pure horror, you expected and honestly hoped for one of your brothers to be there. To your surprise, that wasn’t the case. No, it was in fact someone you would’ve least expected now. Could this day possibly get any worse?

With the way Ao’nung was towering behind you, glaring at them, one could mistake it as the possessiveness a man had over his mate. And you were painfully obliviously about that fact. But that’s exactly what these guys thought the olo’eyktan’s son was doing. They thought they must’ve mistaken the way they saw him treating you. Maybe he was courting for you all this time or it was just affectionately teasing? Whatever it was, they knew by the look of Ao’nungs face that they were walking on very thin ice right now.

"Back off", Ao’nung snarls without second thought, "Or I’ll make you."

"Sorry we, uhm, we didn’t know she‘s yours", the one that had yanked your hand up for them to make fun of apologized quickly.

What? Your gaze flicks back and forth between them, utterly confused about the whole situation. But Ao’nung is only staring them down, not even paying any attention to you.

With a few snickering glances in your direction, they all then finally leave the scene. Now that it was just you and Ao‘nung left on the shore, you took a deep, shuddering breath. Gathering all your courage to look at him, you mumbled a quiet, "Thank you."

Ao’nung then finally turns to you, as if he was only now acknowledging your presence. His eyes skim over your limbs as you stand there and it felt like he was judging you. Well, knowing him, he probably did. You mentally prepare yourself for him to continue where these guys had left, but nothing of that sort comes. Peeling his eyes off of your body, he spots your reddened eyes and the obvious tear streaks on your soft cheeks.

"Don’t let it get to your stupid head, you cry baby", he says ever so nonchalantly. You’re truly confused. One second he’s calling you names and making you feel the worst you’ve ever felt and the next second he’s acting like it’s his responsibility to protect you. Protect you, mind you that, from a bunch of guys that did the exact same thing he did –just this morning!

Blinking away the tears, you begin to frown again and for a second, a wave of confidence hits you. Its enough to speak out the question that’s lingering on your mind ever since he showed up.

"You bully me just as much as these guys did, so why protect me? You could’ve just…", you pause for a moment and sigh, "I don’t know, join them or whatever."

Ao’nung is silent for a moment, letting your words sink, before he finally responds, "Is that what you want? Want me to team up with these pricks so we can bully you together?" He scoffs, his arms now crossed over his chest and you visible tense at the reflection of your own words.

You couldn’t help but feel dumb, cursing yourself for your poor choice of words, because he was right. It definitely sounded like you wanted him to bully you. Great. Now he had one more reason to make fun of you. The freak that had a kink for getting treated like shit. Great mother, you prayed that’s not what he thought of you now. Lost in your thoughts and drowning in your own shame, you let your head hang low again, all confidence gone as quickly as it came. Trying to avoid his intense gaze, you begin to count every grain of sand below your feet, hoping he would just get bored and leave if you were quiet for long enough.

"You are mine. That’s why", Ao'nungs voice suddenly slices through the awkward silence and your eyes fly right back up to meet his own, "I won’t let any of these guys harass you ever again."

His.

The words hang heavy in the air.

"Wha– Why?", it bursts out of you before you can even think about it. You don’t even know what exactly you’re asking for or what answer you would’ve preferred here, but his response still catches you off guard.

"You’re cute like that. I like that face you make when I’m mean to you", there’s a sharp grin on his face and he shrugs, "kinda gets me going."

A look of puzzlement crosses your face and it’s not until Ao’nung tilts his head teasingly, that you realize you must’ve stared at him with a pretty funny expression. Embarrassment rushes to your ears, fills your cheeks with red and you quickly advert your gaze to the ground again, nervously biting on your lower lip. What should you say now? What should you do? The air around you is thick enough to cut it. It’s so uncomfortable, you can’t help but pray for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. You nervously shift your weight from one foot to another, fiddling with a loose string of your loincloth.

But Ao’nung says nothing. It’s the second time he’s silent in your presence and it’s so untypical of him, it makes you feel uneasy. It’s like he was waiting for you to respond, but what should you even say to him now? The embarrassment makes you feel dizzy and you start to chew on your lip harder. It’s a stupid habit your mom always told you not to do, not wanting for you to ruin your pretty lips. Well, it seemed like Ao’nung must’ve thought the same thing.

"If you bite your lip one more time I’m going to do it for you", he says, voice laced with what you guessed was annoyance and your eyes widen. Daring to look up at him through your lashes, a small, "Sorry", escapes you.

There it was. A cute little sorry. Ao’nung couldn’t help but scoff as his eyes roamed over your features once more. Now how was he supposed to hold back any longer, especially when you looked at him like that? Rosy cheeks and swollen lips and teary eyes. And on top of all, you apologized to him. It was like you were begging for him to make a move, but you didn’t even realize it.

Ahh, fuck it, he thought.

A smile spread over Ao’nungs own lips as he took a step closer and then reached out to cup your jaw and tilt your head up to meet his eyes. "What are you doing?", you gasp and the trembling in your voice travels down his spine like an electric shock.

"I told you I’ll make sure they won’t ever touch you again, didn’t I?"

His hold on your jaw is firm, as he tilts your head some more and leans down enough so his lips brush against your ear.

"You‘ll let me, don’t you?", satisfaction thrums through his veins when your entire frame jolts in his hold, "You‘ll let me mark you as mine and nobody will ever lay a hand on you ever again. Nobody but me, of course.” He licks the shell of your ear and you shudder, before he makes his way down the curve of your jaw, nipping the length of your neck.

“R-Right here?”, you whimper softly and Ao’nung chuckles. "So it’s a yes then?"

Before you can open your mouth to respond, Ao’nung leans in and gets his mouth on yours.

He can feel the tension under his hands melt away as he finally, finally bites down onto your bottom lip and deepens the kiss, earning a breathless moan that he gratefully swallows down. He hums against your mouth when he gets to suck on your tongue and you can’t help but stand up on your tip toes to meet his touch.

When he pulls away, so you could catch your breath, his dark gaze meets yours. You’re heaving and spit still connects your mouths in a thin string. The flush from your tears give way to the pinkish tint that spreads on your cheeks and nose, lips shiny from spit and bright red from all the biting. What a sight, he thought.

And your eyes, your pretty fucking eyes, they’re still slightly wet from crying, pupils blown and taking over his gaze, hazy yet completely focused on him. They stare so deeply into his own and if he looks attentively, he can see his image reflected in stark black. There’s a glint of innocence and shyness behind it, but above it all, your big eyes spell adoration towards any and everything. You really wouldn’t hurt a fly and that, that makes power rush through his entire body and fills his mind with thoughts of swelling these pretty eyes with tears as they look up to him.

Brushing a few braided strands of hair over your delicate shoulder, he places a kiss to your soft skin. He enjoys the way your breathing hitches when he lets his canine graze over your collarbone and where he left wet kisses earlier, he then suddenly bites down. You gasp, feeling his sharp teeth almost pierce your skin, while Ao’nung contently hums against your flesh. You know the bite marks are going to bruise, but that’s exactly what he was intending here. He wanted them to be seen. He really did put his mark on you, just like he said.

"Get on your knees for me", Ao’nung then whispers against your neck, from where he can feel your throat swallowing.

"W-Why?", you stutter, his sudden command taking you aback. He straightens to look at you properly and with a smug grin on his face, he tilts his head. He’s seemingly amused that you wanted him say it out loud.

"I said I’ll mark you as mine. And I’ll do it in every way I can think of."

At his words, you feel a completely new wave of arousal pool between your legs and you don’t even hide the excited little smile, coyly appearing on your lips.

Stepping back, he lets you kneel down, his hand moving to caress the back of your head, watching as you eagerly lean into his touch and let your eyes flutter close for just a moment. "Good girl”, Ao’nung coos, watching the red blush across your cheeks become even darker. "You’re so pretty like this. Who would’ve through, hm?"

Feeling heat build up in your core at his unexpected compliment, you squeeze your thighs together and sit on your heels to keep looking up at him. The anticipation behind your teary eyes went straight to his painfully hard cock, already straining his loincloth. Ao’nung inhales a breath to steady his racing heart as he slides his thumb against your bottom lip, urging you to relax your jaw. He slides his digit in once you open your mouth, pressing his finger against your wet tongue. His eyes are transfixed on the wetness of tears that are still present at the corners of your eyes.

"I‘m probably more of a freak than you are", he chuckles, making you frown a little, much to his amusement. Ao’nung can feel the wetness of your saliva gliding down your chin and staining his hand, sliding in between his fingers. He changes the single thumb to his index and middle finger and presses down on your tongue, hard enough to make you open you mouth wider. "You look so fucking good like that", Ao’nung mumbles, more to himself, "You have no idea how much you turn me on." He shoves his fingers as deep as he can manage, feeling the way your throat spasms, gagging to accommodate them as your eyes fill up with tears again from the effort.

God this was going to kill him.

"There it is", he says lowly, "Such a pretty girl and all for me, hm?" Your face flushes redder. Ao’nung then retracts his fingers just a bit, watching with half lidded eyes as you suck on his fingertips before allowing them to leave.

He’s quick to undo his loincloth, taking his achingly hard cock in hand before he nudges the tip against your plump lips. "Come on, wet it for me."

He watches you lick your bottom lip before taking hold of his cock, sticking out your tongue to lick the underside of his cock and then suckle on his fat tip like it’s a candy. Ao’nung lets your kitten licks wet his cock, teasing the slit and making him leak into your open mouth.

Your eyes flutter close but then he grabs a fistful of your hair and gently tugs. "Eyes on me. I wanna see your pretty face," he commands. You nod from your position and then slowly start to take his length deeper into your mouth.

Ao’nung groans at the feeling and he can’t help but thrust his hips forward, forcing you to take just a few more inches of him. It earns himself a moan that reverberates on his cock, making him hiss. His dilated pupils spell satisfaction from making you react and these are the final nails on the coffin that drive him to his next move.

"I’m gonna fuck that pretty face of yours", his voice is low and strained and he doesn’t miss the way you clench your thighs together at his words. "Just tap my leg if you wanna stop, okay?" Again, you nod as best as you can.

You barely have the time to blink before your head is pushed into his crotch and your throat is completely filled with his cock.

"Oh fuuck", Ao’nung curses as he holds your head there for just a couple of seconds. You quickly find purchase by grabbing his thick thighs, keeping your gaze fixed on his blue eyes that look down on you with such a ravenous expression that it makes your whole frame shiver.

You could hear the squelching sounds from the wetness built up inside your mouth as Ao’nung begins to thrust into your mouth over and over again. You couldn’t really concentrate on breathing through your nose and the way his cock was hitting the back of your throat repeatedly brought you painfully close to gagging. Your eyes immediately begin to tear up, but you still try your best to take him.

"That’s it, ah- fuuck, fuck your mouth feels amazing!" He shoves your head down on his cock again, watching your eyelid flutter, the tears he’s been so fixated on clinging to the corner of your eyes and daring to spill over.

"If I knew how fucking good you are at this, i would’ve done this sooner", he chuckles. Your throat tightens and throbs around his cock, your eyes not leaving his, even as the first tears finally streak down your face– so pretty, small and vulnerable. Just like you.

"You’re gorgeous when you cry, you know?"

Ao’nungs cock thrusts into your mouth just a little faster, your spit mixed with his salty pre-cum begins to leak out from the corner of your mouth as he moves and it dribbles down your chin and onto your cleavage.

"Such a pretty mess", he groans at the sight.

Your vision is blurring from the tears that swell up in your eyes and you don’t know for much longer you‘ll be able to keep it up without breathing, your chest already spasming and craving for air so you give a gentle tap on his thigh. Ao’nungs grip on your hair eases up and he steps back to retreat his cock from your mouth. Instantly, you inhale a sharp breathe, filling your lungs with some much needed air before you begin to cough.

Ao‘nung grins as he crouches down to be eye level with you, taking your face in his big hands before he says, "You know you’re mine, right? And I‘m the only one who gets to see you like this."

"Y-Yes, yes of course", you tell him nodding and then he leans in to capture you in another deep kiss. His tongue curls around yours and there’s just something so insanely hot about the fact that he could probably taste himself on your tongue. It’s a quick kiss and you desperately chase his lips when he breaks it to stand up straight again. "Good. Now open wide, pretty. I‘m not done with you yet", he smiles and you eagerly obey his command.

One of his hands is right back in your hair again as he slides his cock back in your mouth. He hums at the warm heat surrounding him once again and you can feel him twitch, his cock laying heavy on your tongue. You can’t help but gag when he thrusts forward not even seconds later, holding your head firm against his crotch and keeping it there.

He allows you a few second to adjust to him, before he begins to pick up his pace, fucking your throat hard and fast. You feel dizzy and for a moment you don’t even register how loud you are– moaning around his cock, mixed with the squelching sounds of spit and pre-cum spilling over the corner of your mouth as he brings himself closer to the edge, using your mouth like it’s just a little fuck toy to him, recklessly seeking his own pleasure.

Your head is spinning like you’re about to pass out, but you could feel that he was close, his cock throbbing in the depths of your throat, almost blocking any oxygen from reaching your poor lungs. Distantly, you can feel new streams of tears running down your cheeks.

Ao’nungs gaze is entirely fixed on yours and you feels the smallest you’ve ever been, as if you’re about to be eaten up— and you absolutely love it. It’s a shame to admit, but you love how he’s using you. Love how he makes you feel, love how he gets off from the look of your face and you love how he looks at you, like you’re his. Because you are.

At the same time, Ao‘nung thinks of how hoarse your voice will sound tomorrow and how the phantom weight of his cock on your tongue will come back every time you will talk. Everyone will know that you belong to him. They will see his marks on your body, they will hear you voice and they will know.

The sheer thought of him fucking your tight little pussy next, in the same intensity as he was fucking your throat right now, is what finally gets his hips twitching. He holds you still as he cums, cock buried to the hilt in your mouth as you feel him fill you. "Ah f-fuck, there you go. Make sure you swallow it all, yeah?", he groans above you, but his cum, warm and sticky like syrup, runs down your throat without having to swallow, thanks to how far deep he was nestled in your mouth.

"Holy shit", Ao’nungs heaves a breathless chuckle once he had emptied even the last drop of his seed down your throat. The hold on the back of your head then slowly fades into gentle caresses, circle-like movements guiding your neck into relaxation before he steps back and you gasp for air once again. "You did so fucking good", he coos and his thumb swipes over your bottom lip to clean it from any remaining spit. "But I‘ll make you feel so much better now. Like I said, I‘m gonna mark you in every way that I can think of. So lay down and spread those pretty legs for me, yes?"

#Ao’nung #ao’nung x female reader #ao’nung x female reader smut #ao’nung x reader #aonung x sully!reader #aonung x female reader #aonung x you #aonung x reader #aonung x y/n #aonung #avatar the way of water #avatar smut #avatar 2 #avatar ao'nung #avatar aonung

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writing-makes-me-human · 1 year

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🌊Love And Guests: Part 2🌊

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Pairing: Aonung x reader

PART ONE: HERE, PART 3 HERE

Summary: You follow Aonung into the forest against your better judgement and things get pretty steamy quickly, while the tension runs high and your future together becomes a little bit more clear, to him anyhow.

Warnings: Mutual masturbation, mention of genitalia, heavy description of sex. mdni

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: Hello again! As we all know, characters are aged up to about 19. Thank you so much for all the kind words you’ve all been sending me! My requests are open for AtWoW characters at the moment so feel free to hit me up! I work with and around all requests. Let me know if you want this to become a series or if you want other characters. AND If this NSFW piece is a bit much let me know and I’ll do some different things. xx

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You followed him in a steady pace, not allowing yourself to submit to your wants by running after him but unwilling to amble after him.

You broke ground into the deeper forest around you. You ducked through the trees and let out a small thanks to Eywa that you were finally free from the stress of looking over your shoulder, afraid that you would look back and all of your friends would be staring at you with abhorrent looks.

Even now, as you kept walking, eyes keeping a lookout, you could feel the spell Aonung had put on your biology, tugging at your navel. Here you were, bumbling about in the bush, trying to find him to do Eywa knows what and still all you could feel was excitement.

A twig snapped behind you, and you swiveled, breath caught in your chest as you heard some swearing and then the sound of water splashing.

Intrigued, you pulled back a branch, and your jaw dropped at what you saw.

Aonung was inside the freshwater bathing area, completely naked, hair loose from his man bun, letting the curly locks cascading down his shoulders.

He was still swearing as the cold water hit his body and took no notice of you gawking at him.His face was pulled into a painful expression with tingles of pleasure mixed into it. He was still aroused by the sounds of it and was begging for it to quit. Even in the cold water, he couldn't make himself go slack which was clearly irritating him to no end.

You decided you had your fill of being a creep and stepped out from behind the tree. A soft, affectionate smile returned to you as he looked up, beautiful eyes of swirling pain and dangerous rapture at your return before his face dropped.

He cleared his throat before letting his hands drift down to his nethers to cover himself, the confidence from before had worn off, and he was looking anywhere else but at you.

"Oh no, no, no, you can't be here, I know what I said, but you-you made my body- look, we can't mate yet, I have more training to do, and I am not ready for you", he pulled a particularly pained look as his eyes darted over to you for a second, taking in your body that was standing so tall and so dominantly with nothing around you for modesty.

You found it endearing the way he stuttered every couple of words, he was anxious, but the warrior was also strained as he tried to hold himself back from you.

He knew if he fucked you now he wouldn't be able to last ten seconds, let alone enough time to satisfy you.

"Relax, as cute as you are, I'm not here because I was jumping at the idea of mating with you in the bathing area", you teased, daring yourself to step forward more.

He quickly walked backward, slightly losing his footing on a rock in his mission to get as far away from your body as soon as possible.

You bent down and sat comfortably on the side of the small pond, permitting yourself to let your legs sleuth into the water and kick around a bit

The bathing area consisted of a pond the size of a mauri pod and a waterfall from where the water that trickled down the mountaintops could sustain the freshwater supply. It was a peaceful area, and if it wasn't for the excited boy in front of you, the chances are you would have dived in and had a swim for a minute or three.

"I can leave in a minute, I just wanted to make sure you were alright, I haven't ever seen you like this", you felt genuine concern for him, and while the dampness pressed against your loincloth was gathering in a pool, begging to be rubbed and given any amount of friction, you knew that Aonung's desperation was partly your fault.

He grumbled. Clearly, the honriness had his mind in ruins as he tried to find everyday words to say to you that weren't fueled with his usual sarcasm or shamefully filled with filthy words that downright begged you to come down and sit on his cock that was seeking you out with twitches for you he couldn't control.

"I've just been under a lot of pressure, is all, father has been saying it's time I found my mate, and my body's starting to catch up", he mumbled, feeling the pull at his groin as the normality of the words he was speaking was not exactly what he wanted to be doing with you right now.

You nodded, that stupid grin on your face as you shook. He could see the tease before you said it, and Aonung closed his eyes in preparation to block you out of his mind.

"So you're in a rut? You wanna fuck something?" You were smiling but it wasn't in a teasing way like he expected. It was almost entertainment crossed with interest.

He groaned, stepping back further from you, his back touching the cliff that the pathetic dribble of water fell from. The cool water fell over his shoulders and to the bottom of his waist, which did nothing to help your arousal that was starting to overhaul your mind with requests to latch onto him.

He didn't just want to fuck something. He wanted to fuck you for as long as he could until you were screaming out his name as you did in his fantasies. He wanted to make you drool and collapse like a pile of putty in his hands, but it seemed the roles had been reversed on him, and you were the one that had him in the palm of your hand.

"You think you're so funny", he hissed, his back shuddering a little at the coldness from the water running down his skin, forcing you to look away as his muscles tensed up and created more tension in your heart.

He watched you for a second before he felt a drop of his confidence return. You were just as embarrassed as he was, and while you didn't show it you must have at least been a tiny bit desirous of him.

"But you followed me, which means you're just as bad as I am", he grinned evilly, loving how you rolled your eyes.

He wondered if he could make you do that with his body, except your eyes wouldn't be so quick to find him again on that occasion. He would make sure they were rolled to the back of your head for hours.

"I was worried, I kinda felt bad. You looked like you were about to bend me over in front of everyone ", your hands found a piece of your hair, nervously twirling it in your hands.

He really shouldn't have been talking to you right now because while you were being compassionate and possibly working towards an apology, all he could see was your body.

His eyes locked in on your fingers twirling around your hair, and he found his thoughts drifting from listening to you to thinking about your fingers around him and his hands pulling your head up via your hair while you were still moaning in ecstasy.

"I don't think I can do this", he mumbled, eyes screwed shut as he tried again to will his cock to lay down, for the blood to move but it didn't. His member was standing straight up, and his juvenile craving for you was the cause.

His cock was nearly touching his stomach, and all he had done was smack your ass and have you mumble a few sweet nothing's in his ear. But here he was, already doing everything in his power that he could to stop himself from getting down on his hands and knees to beg you to sit on his face or for any sexual advance he could fuck his hand to later.

Your speech stopped as you started apologizing for deliberately edging him on in public with his friends, who had been not even out of eyesight, staring over at them. You let the words fall off as you could see he was still trying to breathe calmly, his ears were pointed back, and if he looked at you now, it would be a safe bet to place your last hair on your head that his pupils were taking up more space than his whites.

You were silent for a few seconds, trying not to let your lust overtake your actions and force you to jump in and swim over to him. You had to wait. He had asked you to. The desire was so connected to your mind that you hadn't even registered that he had wanted to mate with you, that he wanted to be bonded to you in the act of love for the rest of your lives. All you could think about was the space between your legs and the perfectly shaped piece between Aonung's that would make you see stars.

"Aonung?" Your voice was heavily filled with yearning, and as his eyes cracked open he couldn't do anything but suck in a breath as he saw you. A hard blush on your cheeks with your legs tightly clamped together.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't think, all he wanted was to touch you and have you touch him.You held eye contact, congratulating yourself on your bet as his eyes were, in fact blown out of proportion.

Aonun's hands over his dick didn't seem like enough anymore as he watched your eyes slowly fall from his face, down his front and below the water, following his trail of abs down to his hands. The way you stared was like you had x-ray vision, he could feel your warm gaze, and his cock quivered, making his body spasm unintentionally.

"Relax, okay? You don't have to mate with me, you can just make yourself feel good", you couldn't hold it back anymore. All the pictures of Aonung you had fantasized about kept popping up in your minds eye, and now you had him alone in the woods with nobody around in the middle of the day with your desire for release.

Your hand slowly picked itself up and steadily brushed over your stomach. Your eyes not leaving his own as your fingers slipped under the loin cloth and separated your folds, quickly finding your clit and rubbing it to allow yourself some severe euphoria.

He said your name in warning, but it didn't seem to compute because all your body let you think was, 'He's watching me', and with that, you threw your head back and moaned as quietly as you could, which didn't seem to be as quiet as you had hoped.

His back slid slightly down the cliff, eyes trained on you as all he could ever want to see was laid out before him for the taking. He couldn't and he wouldn't. He wasn't ready to be your mate yet, he had to learn more and become a good provider. He needed to be able to take care of you and he couldn't do that just now.

Your hand twitched, and that made a gasp fall from your lips. Your eyes that had once been looking towards the blue sky were now back down and looking at him. Your eyes were hooded while your mouth was slightly agape, little gasps and mewls being wailed out as you watched him simply observe you ride your hand in front of him.

He knew he shouldn't, but his dick was crying out now, and why should you be the only one to have any of the fun?

His hands dared to go lower, not taking a spare moment to look anywhere else but at your face, which was now holding back a particularly loud moan, your left leg coming up out of the water to give yourself a better angel.

You looked back down at him and smiled as you could see his hand coming too close around the base of his cock, making him breathe out a deep breath.

You smiled, letting your other hand untie your loincloth so he could get a good view of your pussy from his perspective. You threw the cloth to your side and went back to massaging between your legs.

He couldn't stop stroking now that he had started, all he wanted to do was cum so the humiliation could be over, but his cock disobeyed him. He wanted to cum at the same time as you, to fool himself into thinking this could somehow count as fucking you.

He emitted a groan of intense pleasure as his hand came to brush at his tip, and as the heavenly sound hit your ears, it made you gasp a whimper you didn't know you had the ability to make, only causing him to stutter.

"F-Fuck", he didn't swear often but now wasn't the time to show self-restraint about his language. It was either focused on not coming over to rip your hand away and replace it with his tongue or taking stock of what he was letting slip. He knew which he cared about more.

"Aonung", you couldn't help it anymore, he was watching you do something so private, and it was driving you mad.

His eyes roamed your body before they loaded in on your neither region. The slick that had been a small gathering before now leaked onto the ground beneath you and covered your hands in a clear film.

He couldn't stop, he pushed his dick through his hand, thrusting with all his might as he came closer and closer to finishing himself. He whimpered out your name, and your eyes locked in on one another in a silent agreement. You wanted to see the eyes of the other when you came.

As could be expected from his previous showmanship of torment, Aonung came first, pumping himself ragged with increasingly sloppy strokes before he shot his load between his fingers and into the water. His face, when he climaxed, was enough to send you over the edge, and you yelled his name so loud that your friends probably heard you from where they sat.

You collapsed on the ground beneath you, allowing your legs to sink into the water while your chest heaved.

You heard Aonung's breaths in front of you, and for a second, they synched with your own. You were both trying to calm down, but the heat between your legs was still burning brightly.It felt better, of course, but what would have felt even more impressive was any of his limbs inside of you, teasing at your clit with that stupid grin on his face saying he had won before you even began.

You sat up, jumping in surprise when you saw Aonung had silently made his way through the water and was now standing as close as you had been before he ran off. His eyes were hooded in lust like yours, and his lips were damp as he stared down at your middle. His face was even with your center. All it would take was one more step and a tilt of his head to drink from your legs. He agonized over that fact for several seconds.

You both kept trying to slow down and stop for breath, but with his body so close to your privates, you could feel the dangers of giving in and touching each other looming nearer and nearer.

"You know if you do that we can't go back, we won't stop", you managed to mutter, the words registered for Aonung, and he nodded, still not taking his eyes off your shining mound."I know" was all he said as he leaned closer, trying to inspect closer as your walls clenched around nothing, calling on him to connect his body to yours.

Your hand came down on his head, bringing him back to reality. He looked up at your pleased face and colorful checks, begging his body not to start its escapades all over again.

"I have to go, I'm sorry I can't be of more help", you gently cooeed, leaning down as you pushed a kiss on the top of his head while he nodded, pulling himself back.

"I'm gonna fuck you one day, and you're gonna be doing more than moaning my name", his words surprised you again, but you smiled, allowing an exhausted chuckle to escape your throat which tingled his brain.

"I'll hold you to it, I know you could do it", he smiled at your words before he leaped out of the water. His large hands came to land beside yours as he pulled himself up, his face on par with yours.

His lower half was still in the water, but his body was so close you could feel his lower abdomen rise and fall against your knee with every breath he took.

You blushed, going to pull back from the proximity, but before you could, he leaned in and kissed your cheek, proud of how you stuttered to find any words that fit the scenario.

"Run along, pretty girl, before you can’t resist mating with me", his arrogance had returned with vengence now that he didn't have his dick to worry about, and it only made you sigh with a hum.

"Just remember who saved who here", you prodded his chest, making him mock a painful expression so you would smile.

"If I remember correctly, I saved myself, you were over here doing nothing", he bragged with a proud smirk on his face, happy with himself as you raised your brow.

"Really? I didn't do anything", his breath caught in his throat as your hand that prodded him returned to his skin.

He tilted his head and watched as you dared to go lower, gently letting your fingertips travel to his v- line before you abruptly pulled away and shoved him down in the water, causing a splash that wet your feet as you laughed at his frustrated face.

"You'll have to find me later, make sure to say your full name, so I remember you, I do this a lot, you know", you teased down to him, eliciting a hiss from him which made you laugh triumphantly.

"You know that's not the truth, pretty girl, now use your manners your mother taught you and apologize to your future chief", the hiss had turned to a grin which made you nervous. What had he done?

"Why would I do that?" you asked, voice full of curiosity as he sunk his body further into the water.

"Or I keep these and build up a nice reputation for you so that I make sure you aren't doing this with anybody else", it was his chance to conquer the war as he held up your loincloth above his head, waving it around like it was a flag.

"Give those back, you moron!" You anxiously yelled as the picture of him shoving off the cloth to his friends materialized in your mind, even if you knew he wouldn't do that and would most likely just keep the pants for his own sick use.

"No! I like them, it matches my hair", he called, swimming away from you as he tried to keep them above water so they didn't get any wetter than they already were.

"Ah, I see someone was excited to come to see me", his infallible teasing had begun before you even left, and it made you want to strangle him.

"Two can play at your game!" You called out, twisting your body around on your heel. You quickly located his loincloth on the ground and held it up, which made him freeze.

"What do you think your mother would say if I went and returned this to her?" You called out, and his eyes dropped down to slits.

"You wouldn't", he scoffed, calling your bluff. He knew you were terrified of his mother.

"Oh, Ronal!" You called out in a singsong voice, not going very far as you still had your bare legs open to the elements.

"Alright, alright, fine!" He quickly stood up, exiting the water with his hands raised in surrender, one hand still gripped onto your brown loincloth.

You nodded happily, eyes avoiding looking down, and quickly snatched your pants from him, throwing his cloth to the ground as you pulled yours over your legs and retied it to your hip.

"I did that for your benefit, by the way, she would have interrogated you for weeks if you told her about us", he pulled his cloth over himself, covering as much as he could as not to flash you.

"Us?" You asked tenderly, eyes finding their way into his as he grinned.

"Well, of course, don't think I'd let you go after that little show, you're mine now", he didn't notice the way your face sparked up as he threw an arm over your shoulder, carefully steering you back to the training range and away from the pool.

"Now, how about I teach my girl how to spear-throw?" He quickly adapted to your new relationship, but you only elbowed his side.

"I have to go, lover boy, and you need to go explain to your friends why you left them high and dry", he grinned devilishly at that bit, but your stern glare told him to keep his mouth shut about the actual happenings between you two.

"Whatever you say, ma love", this time, he did notice your face flare up and called it out, but you shoved him off and took off, a hand pressed against the smile that was overtaking you.

He was going to be the death of you.

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#aonung x reader #ao'nung #ao'nung x reader #aonung x you #romance #x reader #awow x reader #awow imagines #avatar 2022 #avatar 2009 #avatar 2 #avatar way of water #aonung x y/n #smut #female reader

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puddle-nerd · 6 months

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2023 Avatar 12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist

Here is my masterlist for the lovely @neteyamsyawntu's Avatar 12 Days of Kinkmas prompts. Hope you like them, you beautiful people

Prompt #1 - Cockwarming (Neteyam)

Prompt #2 - Titty Fucking (Miles)

Prompt #3 - Stockings (Spider)

Prompt #4 - By the fire (Ao'nung)

Prompt #5 - On an ilu (Lo'ak)

Prompt #6 - Thigh Fucking (Lyle)

Prompt #7 - Under the blanket (Tonowari)

Prompt #8 - Tail Play (Tsu'tey)

Prompt #9 - Xenophilia/alien genitalia (Lo'ak)

Prompt #11 - Breeding (Rotxo)

Prompt #12 - Kuru Play (Jake)

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#avatar12daysofkinkmas #masterlist #avatar #avatar smut #atwow #human reader #na'vi reader #neteyam x reader #miles quaritch x reader #spider x reader #aonung x reader #ao'nung x reader #loak x reader #lo'ak x reader #lyle wainfleet x reader #tonowari x reader #tsu'tey x reader #rotxo x reader #jake sully x reader

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azaleaniath · 1 year

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could you do a Ao’nung x Fem! sully reader? The idea is that the fem reader has some type of rough personality especially towards Ao’nung. But Ao’nung knows she’s secretly the softest person ever. Also aged up smut with Top Ao’nung? :)

I’m sorry if this sounded bad it’s my first request ever 😭

Hello anon! Thanks for the request 💙 didn't wanna go all in on nsfw but it's still spicyyy And no this wasn't bad at all! 😊

~ AO'NUNG X FEM! SULLY! READER ~

Tough lover

includes: teasing, fingering, denial, touching, cursing, insulting, enemies to lovers, flirting, aged up to 18 for legal reasons

NSFW, MINORS DNI, 18+

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Ao'nung watched as you practiced your swimming skills in a secluded bay not too far from the village. He didn't even try to hide his stare at all. Of course you felt his eyes on your back constantly and it lead your stomach to develop a weird feeling. No matter how hard you tried to focus, knowing that Ao'nung watched every movement and every breath twisted your mind completely.

You tried to calm your senses to try to dive again, but as soon as you were submerged below the surface your arms completely lost track of themselves and you immediately kicked your way back up.

It was frustrating, even more because Ao'nung watched. You glared over to where he stood but he was nowhere to be seen anymore. 'Finally' you thought to yourself and exhaled in relief. Before you could take another breath you felt something wrap around your ankle and pull you under the water surface again.

Shrieking in surprise and panic you quickly returned to the surface all shivering as you tried to free yourself from the grip.

Soon, Ao'nung rose out of the water right next to you, chuckling at the face you made after you coughed out the water in your throat.

"You're still making no progress, huh, forest girl?" he grinned, immediately earning a punch against his chest from you.

"One day I'll feed you to my ikran and watch it slowly devouring you, fish lip."

Ao'nung only chuckled at your threat, knowing that your tough facade was nothing but a setup. He just knew that you had a soft core behind all these platings you had caved yourself into.

"Still feisty, are you, y/n?"

"At least I'm not ugly."

"That makes two of us." Ao'nung teased with his brows arching at his own words.

"What do you want?" you groaned annoyed, rolling your eyes at the sight of his visage.

Before he answered he grabbed you by your waist and and pulled you closer, guiding you into the deeper water. His touch made your heart flutter, but you only frowned at the touch.

"I'm only helping you."

You tried to free yourself from his touch to get back to the shore.

"I don't need your help!"

He wasn't surprised at your harsh voice, as if he wasn't used to that already. Over the last few months he had figured out he didn't hate you. No, quite the opposite. Ao'nung liked you. A lot.

But showing his love meant teasing, teasing and more teasing. Not just you, but all of your siblings suffered from this.

He wasn't someone to pick you pretty flowers or take you out to eat with him, he showed his feelings by trying to break through your wall, and damn it, was he eager to do so.

With squinted eyes you protested against him. "Fuck off! Let me go you little shit! Get your disgusting fish fins off me, i don't want you to touch me! Neteyam will beat the shit out of you when I tell him--"

"y/n?" he asked with his sly grin. His voice so close to your ear made you shiver.

"Open your eyes."

For some odd reason you did what he asked of you and caught your own arms tightly wrapped around his neck because you still couldn't swim properly. His hands floated in the water and held you and him over the surface with slow circling motions. You hadn't even noticed how you wrapped your own legs around his hips and he had let go of your body.

You blushed heavily as you realized how tight you wrapped your limbs around this man, but he simply chuckled at your reaction.

"Getting touchy after all, forest girl?"

"Shut up and bring me back right now!"

Ao'nung patted your head with one hand, guiding it up to look at him, and you did. There was a certain gleam in his eyes, making him seem somewhat unpredictable. His face was only a few inches away from yours.

"And what if I don't?" he teased, resting his hand on your thigh. You hiccuped at his touch, turning your face away. He was not meant to see how embarrassed you were.

"Come on, stop pretending you hate me. I know you don't."

You didn't answer.

"Shall I prove it to you?"

"Ao'nung get me back-" your voice fell silent as you felt his warm lips against your neck, trailing down to your collarbone.

Unintentionally whimpering you bit your lower lip, hoping he hadn't heard, but his chuckle said something else.

You were melting under his touch, unable to maintain your hateful expression. Physical contact between you two was nothing new, but it usually consisted of much more unpleasant punches, bites, kicks and hair or tail pulling.

Your legs shaked as his lips captured the soft skin of your neck before passionately dragging his tongue over the few marks he had left.

Without even intending to do so, your legs wrapped around his hips tighter while you bit onto your lower lip.

It was as if he took control of your body.

Both of his hands traveled from your thighs up to your hips, shivering at the touch.

"Let me go!" you protested again, even if you were aware of the fact that he did not hold you at all.

He withdrew his hands for a while and his grin only grew bigger.

"You're the one clinging onto me."

Ashamed of your own actions you tried to hide your face, pushing it against his shoulder. A deep chuckle rumbled through his body, you could feel the bass of his voice sending vibrations through you as well.

"You know", he started, resting his hands on your thighs again, "I think I like having you so close. Without you punching me and all of that. And I'm sure if you're honest to yourself, you do too."

"How would you know?!" you hissed, to which he only clicked his tongue in amusement. Ao'nungs thumbs caressed your inner thighs, forcing a few more whimpers out of you.

"You should hear yourself. These sweet noises that you make, as if your body is begging for me to touch you. You can stop playing though now, let me explore your weak side."

His hand slowly but surely found its way in between your thighs, rubbing against your clothed core.

With wide eyes you opened your mouth, telling him to stop, not to touch you, to leave you alone, but nothing came out. Your breath hitched while he massaged your most sensitive area, irregularly inhaling and exhaling.

"See? You're not even stopping me. I knew that deep down you're not as cold-hearted as you'd like to be. You like me, don't you?"

You felt ashamed. He could just make your thick walls crumble in seconds. How was that even possible? Usually you'd be the toughest in his presence specifically, but all of that was gone now.

Since you did not protest he pushed the fabric of your loincloth aside and kept stroking your folds. He could sense your arousal. Hear it, smell it, but also feel it.

Your teeth met his skin as he slipped a finger between your folds, teasingly circling over the bundle of nerves thst made you whine against his shoulder.

He lifted your chin from his shoulder to watch your expression twist in pleasure as his middle finger teased your opening to relax, and as much as you fought against it internally, you soon did.

"Oh, you should see your pretty face when I" he paused, only to push his middle finger into you while his thumb continued to cirle over your clit, "do this."

In shame you breathed out his name, bucking your hips against his hand.

He hummed, carefully observing your visage while his finger curled inside of you.

"Have you ever touched yourself like this? You feel amazing around my fingers." He mumbled, eyes focused on yours as they rolled back.

"I wonder if that pretty little face of yours could look any sweeter." You couldn't look into his eyes. You were too ashamed. All this time you had made sure to keep your guard up, not expecting he could actually break it down that simple.

Another finger was soon inserted inside of your tight core, making you squirm at his touch.

"You're so cute when you look like this."

His other hand easily slipped under the loosely woven top that covered your chest barely and in no time he found your nipples, twisting them between two fingers.

It was too much. His pumping fingers inside of you while he stimulated your clit and your breasts, you couldn't take it for too long and he could feel it. Your walls squeezed his fingers as if your body wished for them to stay in there. Your head fell forward against his shoulders as you clawed your arms around him, hips bucking against his touch. Ao'nung enjoyed these lust filled moans that spilled out of your mouth over and over again, motivating him to put some more pressure onto your clit.

It was the last bit that you needed to cum around his fingers, grinding your hips against his hand until all of his movements came to an end. He slowly pulled out of your hot core and brought both hands to your waist.

"who could have guessed? The tough forest freak, sounding so sweet and lovely" the chief's son teased, snaking both arms around your waist to that you could let go of him and rest in his arms, still shivering. A good while passed like this. It was just you and him out there, all pressed against one another. How could you ever look into his eyes again now that he knew that you had a weakness for him?

"I'll hold you, y/n." he whispered into your ear gently, wanting you to relax your limbs. His voice seemed do gentle and pure right now. Your legs slowly let go of him just like your arms. They only held onto his neck lightly anymore while you floated in his embrace.

"I don't rememeber us ever being this close without trying to kill each other" Ao'nung huffed. For the first time in a long while you finally managed to get some words out as well.

"Your chances of me killing you are higher than ever. I swear I'll feed you to my ikran." But instead of fighting against him, something deep in your stomach told you to just snuggle against him and trust him with holding you over the water surface.

"I love you too, my sweet little forest girl."

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neteyamsoare · 1 year

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Ao'nung — "Are you some kind of... freak?"

⟡ welcome to ao’nung’s masterlist! please read the warnings before interacting. minors dni with [n]sfw content! grab your snacks and enjoy :D

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do you love her? — ao’nung has become very distant leaving you clueless as to why but the truth always comes to light. wc, 824.

it's over — he really had you fooled, making you think he changed for the better but the truth always comes to light. wc, 982.

she's not you — ao’nung reassures you that he has his eyes only on you and no one else. wc, 840.

sweet deal — ao’nung chooses a horror movie for movie night knowing you don’t like them but he chooses it because he gets something out of it. wc, 626.

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torukmaktoskxawng · 7 months

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the perfect fit

Pairing: Aged up!Ao'nung x Aged up Fem!Metkayina!Reader

Request by: @froggieface

Warnings: NSFW, minors DNI, aged-up characters, rough smut, p in v, mentions of choking, nudity, creampie, cock warming, dirty talk, etc.

Words: 3k+

Taglist: @aonungmyaddiction (because you wanted to be tagged in anything Ao'nung related. I hope that's still okay!)

Prompts used: #17, Stealing or Sharing Clothes

Na'vi Words: ilu - plesiosaur like animal, marui - home/pod, tewng - loincloth, yawne - beloved, tsaheylu - the bond

A/N: Doesn't correlate with any Kinktober prompts, except for choking but we already surpassed that lol. Thanks for the wait and enjoy my first avatar x reader smut :) I did stray away from certain aspects from the original request so I'm sorry about that, was desperate to get it done.

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It all started when Ao'nung had been in an ilu incident earlier that week. When helping herd a predator away from the reef, his ilu was startled and began to buck and swim wildly to the point where the poor thing couldn't figure out which way was up or down. Amidst the chaos, Ao'nung had been flung and shoved into bystanding coral, cutting up part of his right arm. His hunting party brought him home immediately after scaring away the danger. It was only a superficial, non-threatening wound. The cut was long but not deep, and Ao'nung had barely bled, but to refrain from swelling, his mother advised him not to wear his usual adornments on his arm for the rest of the week.

This brings Y/n to her current predicament, trying to find something new to wear for tonight's upcoming celebration for the new season. Scrounging around hers and Ao'nung's shared marui, she was partially frustrated that she hadn't made something new for this event even though she had known about it for weeks. Rummaging through her things, she had come up with some old tops and loincloths she hadn't worn in a while and thought they would be perfect for tonight's event. She might as well refresh her old style and make it new and exciting as she wanted to stand out, but over the years, she had started changing her style so much to the point where none of her current jewelry matched the older clothes. So now she was frustrated with herself that she, yet again, didn't make anything new for the festivities.

She decides to rummage around her mate's things and immediately finds his armband, the one Ao'nung always wore but currently wasn't due to his small arm injury. Y/n beams while holding the armband, running her thumb over the sea hemp weaving and the scattered iridescent shell chips. She goes to place the band on her respective arm and feels a small pang of disappointment when she realizes it was too large. At the same time, she felt amused, and her cheeks felt warm, knowing that her mate's arms were more prominent. Scrambling for ideas on what to do with the armband instead, a small, devious thought crossed Y/n's mind.

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Later at the celebration, Ao'nung will see what devious thought that would be for himself. He hadn't been able to meet back up with Y/n before the day turned to night and the festivities rolled around. The communal fire was set ablaze, and the drums and singing had already started before Ao'nung finally caught a glance of his lovely mate.

He and Rotxo were standing off to the side and watching the dancers swirl around the fire like a wave, working forward and back on the shoreline. Ao'nung was looking around to see if he could spot Y/n among all the dancers before Rotxo nudged him, grabbing his attention. His friend is pointing off to the long row of dancers, eyebrows scrunched in confusion and recognition.

"Hey. Isn't that your armband?"

Ao'nung follows Rotxo's gaze and his finger, finally finding Y/n in the crowd. She was wearing a beautifully beaded top and a matching loincloth that Ao'nung didn't recognize, but greatly appreciated the way the outfit looked on his mate's body, admiring how the band holding up her loincloth hugged her hips and accentuated the color of her skin, making the cloth itself look as though its covering Y/n by itself. The top was made of seagrass dyed a light blue color, so light to the point where it nearly blended in with the rest of Y/n, giving off the impression she was practically nude. Many bystanders' jaws dropped and they had to look a second time just to realize that she was, in fact, clothed, then they all continued to watch her in awe. Y/n was none the wiser, more focused on the dancing than the people around her.

And settled around her neck, acting as a choker, was Ao'nung's favorite iridescent shell armband.

Ao'nung's eyes could not leave her neck, gaze completely fixated on that very familiar armband that Y/n was treating as a necklace. It was a perfect fit, he noted in amazement and a growing fascination. A band that could easily fit over his arm was now perfectly snug against his mate's beautiful neck and Ao'nung almost envied it. He envied the fact that his armband was currently wrapped around Y/n's neck and whatever warmth that was growing in his gut made it known. The flash of hot jealousy blazes through Ao'nung's body, heating up his skin in a way the communal fire couldn't, his envy perfectly residing alongside the hot desire he also felt. He had to refrain from gaping like a fool by clamping his mouth shut, forcefully swallowing back whatever stupid sounds he nearly let out at the sight of his woman.

Y/n could feel eyes on her, all around the ceremonial fires. So many people were looking at her, and while she didn't visibly show it, her skin was hot under so much attention, but her mind was only focused on one. Her gaze flicks to the spot where she last saw Ao'nung, and to her delight, he was already staring at her, unwavering while Rotxo was none the wiser. Y/n knew that look from anywhere, and a warm stirring made itself known between her legs, fired by the heated gaze that was her mate. Suddenly, Y/n didn't feel up to dancing anymore. At least, not the public celebrating kind.

She easily slipped away from the party without any protests, waiting until the song changed to swiftly break from the dance circle. Her skin cooled as she drew further away from the bonfires, walking into the night, her feet sinking into the sand. Y/n made her way to the nearest floating pathway and lifted herself up, standing up straight and peering over her shoulder back the way she came. Sure enough, another figure had crept away from the celebration, and her adrenaline stirred once more when she recognized the hair and tattoos anywhere. The figure was heading toward Y/n, picking up speed, and so, while barely containing her excitement, the young woman turned and sprinted down the walkways weaving through the village, never taking the time to look back again until she could get to the marui.

Not a second into stepping into her home, Y/n was ambushed by the figure that caught up behind her, a laugh forced out of her lungs when large, strong arms wrapped around her from behind and carried her further into the pod. Catching her breath, Y/n's laughter was quickly replaced by breathy moans as Ao'nung swiftly hid his face and kissed her neck. He didn't start off slow or gentle, his teeth only determined to mark and brand, especially around the area where his armband rested around her neck.

The moment she tried to grind her backside against his loincloth earned a low growl from him before he purposely pulled away, spinning her around to face him. Y/n immediately leaned in for a kiss, but instead, Ao'nung grabbed her arms and shoved her down onto the sleeping mat, just hard enough to get her to gracefully trip and get his point across. Once lying on her back, Y/n's heart stuttered with the way her mate stood over her, strong shoulders rising and falling with his heavy breaths, muscles clenching up and down his arms as his hands curled into tight fists. He looked feral, teeth grinding together to further show just how much he was restraining himself from practically tearing her apart, only doing so with his eyes, the color in his orbs vanished in exchange for the deep-rooted hunger.

Ao'nung watches his woman for a moment, her body laid out on the mat, squirming under his gaze, eyes completely fixed on him. Her top was barely covering her hardening nipples, her breasts rising and falling quickly to compliment her small, excited gasps of air. She makes a subtle movement, her knees knocking together as she closes her legs. She thought Ao'nung wouldn't notice, but all of his senses were heightened in his arousal and his eyes quickly darted to the small movement. Y/n whimpered, wishing to rub her legs together for some much-needed friction, but felt her whole body freeze under her husband's gaze, unwilling to move without his permission.

The marui slipped into silence while Ao'nung's eyes raked up and down her body, analyzing her, before another growl slipped out of his lips and he knelt down, crawling over his mate's body and pressing his hips to flush against hers. She lets out a small gasp, arching her back to meet his body heat, wishing more than anything to grind against his loincloth. Aside from pressing down onto her, he doesn't move the way she needs him to. Instead, he ducked his head back down into the juncture of her neck, his words hot and prickling her skin, "You have no idea what you do to me, wearing that around your neck. Do you have any idea how much self-control I had to quickly gain before I could foolishly march over to you and put my hand around its respective spot, right around your throat?"

She felt her whole body shiver, closing her eyes as she tried to imagine it. Her womb definitely flutters at the idea of Ao'nung marching up to her in the middle of a party, not caring if other people see when he wraps his hand around her neck and squeezes. She imagined other things, too, like Ao'nung taking her right in the middle of that celebration, never letting up until she orgasmed at least three times.

Her thoughts are cut short as he begins to kiss down her body while his hand lightly rests on her collar, just shy of her neck, "Imagine all the restraint I had to possess before I could make it known how jealous I was to see my armband around your throat when my hands are literally right here, ma'yawntu."

His kisses reach below her belly button and her legs move on their own to create room for him, spreading apart despite the desire to rub together and create friction. She finds comfort in his weight pressing down between her legs, pushing her tewng aside as she sighs up at the ceiling, "I'm sorry. You can wrap your hands around me now, husband. Right where they belong."

"No," she squirms and whimpers as his hot breath fans over the wetness that began to slowly leak from her pussy, "You don't get whatever you want after pulling a stunt like that. You don't get to have the rush of my fingers tightening around your throat tonight. You should've thought of that before taking my armband as a replacement," his fingers that lay on her collar faintly tap the shells of her new choker, "Now, as punishment, you get to keep wearing this... and only this."

He pulls away from the heat of her cunt and she softly cries at the loss. He moves his way up her body again, removing both of their clothing as he goes, until there is nothing left between them other than the choker, as promised. And Eywa above, the moon was peeking through their home and reflecting off of the damned piece of jewelry, hugging Y/n's neck gently and glowing as if it was made of magic. She looked like a goddess, her cheeks flushed and hair in disarray, the glowing necklace further complimenting the lust in her eyes, half-lidded while looking up at her mate. Ao'nung would normally take the time to memorize this moment, distracted by her beauty and wishing to draw out every soft sigh and moan out of her perfectly formed lips. But the glint coming off of the choker quickly reminded him of the possessiveness he felt earlier, and suddenly he was going back to ravaging her body, relentless in making her squeal and move either away or toward his mouth wherever he kissed or bit down. He was charged up and barely able to form a clear thought through the haze in his head, his instincts only focusing on one thing.

She was so caught up in the bites and kisses mapping out her skin, she failed to notice that Ao'nung had moved his other hand down his own body and ran his fingers along his bulging slit, urging his huge, leaking erection to slip out. She's not given a warning before she feels his large cock slowly push into her, a little snug and making the most obscured squelching noises. Y/n stutters out a loud gasp, squeezing her eyes shut, "Ah-- agnh-!"

She's barely wet enough to make the intrusion easy, so there's a pleasant pain mixing in with the pleasure, that familiar tightness deep in her gut slowly forming, warm with a promise of undeniable pleasure. With her eyes closed, she's unable to see when Ao'nung will be fully seated into her, so the sensation that he was still slowly pushing in only heightened her desperation for more. Imagine her surprise when she thought he was all the way in and he still kept going. It was agonizingly slow and she held her breath through it all, right up until she felt the tip of his cock prod against the soft wall of her womb, his pelvis now flushed against hers once again, finally fully seating him inside her tight, warm walls.

There wasn't any time for adjusting as Ao'nung quickly pulled out and thrust back in, moving his mate up the mat at the force of his hips. Y/n could only take it, knowing her own hips would bruise in the morning by the strength of his thrusts, pistoning in and out of her wet heat, "Ah-- Ao'nung! W-Wait--"

Her words had the opposite effect, and Ao'nung's hands reached down to tightly grab hold of her legs, lifting them up into the air and pressing them down against Y/n until her knees were practically hugging her head, folding her in half. It's just the leverage he needed to go faster, mercilessly pounding into her body, showing off his fangs as he watched his cock spread her glistening lower lips apart, the tight muscle ring hugging around him now puffy from the abuse. The stretch is erotic and borderline painful, filling Y/n without any chance of leaving any room inside while her hands frantically look for a perch to hold onto. One hand grabs the back of her own thigh while the other finds its home around the back of Ao'nung's neck. The pinch of her eyebrows that usually represents pain finally smoothens out into pleasure around the same time Ao'nung noticed it was getting easier to thrust in and out, the wet slick from her pussy drenching both of their thighs and sticking whenever their hips meet.

Ao'nung slips out a groan when he feels the tightness of her walls clenching around his length, gripping him in waves of ecstasy, "Feels... so good..."

"Don't stop," Y/n tilts her head back to lean against the mat, her neck fully exposed and presenting that sinful armband that got this whole thing started, "Oh, Eywa, please don't stop!"

"First you wanted me to wait, now you don't want meet to stop," the glint in his eye was dangerous as a grin slowly formed on his lips, presenting his fangs again. He clicks his tongue while shaking his head, "Tsk, which will it be, yawne?"

"Mmf!" Her answer is silenced by the sharp thrust of his hips pushing into hers once more, the tip of his cock hitting just the right spot to make her see stars, "O- Oh! Do that again, please! Feel so good, Ao'nung-! So strong and--"

She cuts herself off when his cock thrusts back in and hits her sweet spot once more, drawing an elongated moan out of her lips. Taking a deep breath, Y/n pleasantly feels her new choker gently hugging her neck when inhaling, only for the air to get knocked out of her again when Ao'nung pulls out and shoves his way back into her dripping pussy, gritting through his teeth when feeling his length begin to tighten and leak, "And?"

Tears began to prick in the corner of her eyes. Her peak felt so close and yet so far away like a crash waving that was quickly receding back and forth, back and forth, denying her that climax, "Big! It's so big. Please, my love, please don't stop!"

A coil snaps and Ao'nung's movements suddenly turn primal. He stops thrusting for only a moment, making Y/n cry and spill her tears, desperate and frustrated for her release. He makes quick work to lie down on his side and pull Y/n into his arms, his cock still buried to the hilt inside of her. Tightening his strong arms completely around her body, he's got his mate completely restrained, pressed tightly against the front of his body as he finally moves his hips again, quicker than before and pounding into her bruised cunt without any sign of stopping. Y/n's cries and hot pants in his ear only drive the animal out of him, his arms further tightening around her like a constricting snake, taking whatever he wants without any room for denial. His cock was so unbelievably hard now and pulsing, desperate for release, his thrusts becoming sloppy and erratic, "Yawne... fuck, yawne I need you to cum before me. Can you do that? Can you cum on this cock before this cock cums inside you?"

The promise of Ao'nung finishing inside her thrills Y/n to the point she felt lightheaded, her imagination running wild with her pussy clenching around his cock at the very thought of it, drawing out another string of curses from him. He has one of her legs wrapped around his waist in this position, splitting her open on his fat cock and dragging his length against her walls over and over again, each time hitting her cervix with his tip, right where he knows will have her seeing stars. Her thighs begin to tremble, unable to writh against him with his arms so tight around her.

She whimpered as he purposely stopped and dragged a slow, long thrust in and out of her, not speeding up until she finally remembered to answer, "Yes-- Yes! I wanna cum on your cock, Ao'nung. I need it so bad, fuck! I need you to cum inside of me. Please, claim me."

His hips pick up speed again and she has to bite her tongue to refrain from screaming, instead letting choked-out whines escape her throat. On top of his hips thrusting in and out of her, Ao'nung also uses his arms to move Y/n up and down on his cock, her nipples dragging up and down along his chest as he does so and driving her to gasp and spill all sorts of words out of her lips, praises and nicknames and curses and none of them entirely put together. The coil in her belly is wound so tight, practically oozing out the warm honey within, but not snapping and releasing. It's all too much and not enough to the point that Y/n is dumb on words and spewing nonsense.

All she could smell was sweat and arousal and him, eyes still stinging with tears while the inside of her thighs are full of slick and Ao'nung's cock, pulsing inside her whenever he thrusts in, just as desperate to let go. She tilts her head up to look at him and watches as he grits his teeth, eyebrows furrowed together with eyes screwed shut, trying to focus so as not to cum early. He's whining and moaning, hissing between his teeth, his sweat sticking his curls to his face. He opens his eyes and looks down, seeing her eyes on him. Without a second thought, he reaches a hand up and curls into the hair on the back of her head, pulling until she bares her neck to him. Pain blooms where he pulled her hair and further blooms on her neck as he sinks his teeth into it, his growl vibrating into her skin and sending shockwaves down her body, "Cum for me, mate. Cum on my cock now."

She screams, holding onto him for dear life as the coil finally snaps, sending both herself and Ao'nung over the edge. Her walls were sporadically fluttering around him as she climaxes, strangling his cock until Ao'nung let out a guttural noise and his cock finally spills everything inside her, coating her walls and spurting thick ropes into her cervix. He couldn't help the loud panting groans he let out into her neck as his balls continued to empty, keeping it all trapped inside his mate.

He initially tries to stop, stilling his hips while continuing to pump and fill his love to the brim, but then her hands find his waist and urge him closer. Her voice is broken and a little hoarse as she desperately grinds down onto his dick, "Keep going... keep going, please!"

He does what she begs for and it's fucking amazing. Ao'nung had to grind his teeth together so that his moans and whimpers weren't heard outside of their marui, his cock now oversensitive from the continuous friction, a feeling he's never felt before since he's never fully ridden out his high. The friction also hits Y/n's clit with how close they're pressed together, and her eyes roll back into her head as another wave of pleasure runs through her, though more calm and minuscule compared to the last.

Ao'nung finally slows to a stop but doesn't pull out, keeping his softening cock inside of her, too warm and comfortable to even think about moving, her walls now rhythmically pulsing around him. The exhaustion doesn't hesitate to take over, arms and legs wrapped around one another to a point where it's uncertain where one begins and another ends. Y/n pleasantly wonders if she should wear Ao'nung's armband more often, and perhaps the next time he decides to fuck her to oblivion they will remember to form tsaheylu before they get too desperate to properly think.

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A/N: Y/n's ceremonial outfit is a small nod toward Marilyn Monroe's "Happy Birthday, Mr. President" dress, when the dress gave off the initial impression that Marilyn was nude and sent the audience gasping in shock when she walked on stage and took off her coat.

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tiyawnyana · 7 months

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Kinktober: Day 19

Threesome

A/N: hi I think this was my favorite

Pairing: Neteyam x (fem) Omiticaya reader x Ao'nung

Warnings: pining, teasing, tail play, fingering, oral (fem receiving), p n v, creampie, multiple orgasms, slight voyeurism

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You distinctly feel the two pairs of eyes on you as the festivities commence.

It was celebrating you and a few other navi, along with your friend Kiri.

Now, 4 years ago you had decided to leave with your best friend. When the sullys had decided to leave, you had talked to your adopted father, Norm, and he had relented. He had shoved that tablet into your chest and made you promise to call him all the time, to which you've done.

And off you went, following your friend. Norm was almost convinced you would either mate Kiri or remain by her side forever, anyways.

But no, there were no feelings for your friend, as easy as that would be. She knew you and you knew her, almost like soul sisters.

That meant she also unfortunately knew of your silly little childhood crush on her older brother. At first it was just that; a silly little crush. But over the years, and as you grew and found out things you were attracted to, the oldest Sully boy seemed to check every box.

And unfortunately, as your luck may have it, so did another one.

Ao'nung was strong, resilient. As soon as he pulled his head out of his ass, he took charge of being the next Olo'eyktan. He was cocky, but humble now. He was a good warrior, a kind nurturer. He was the other side of the same coin with Neteyam.

Now, Ao'nung didn't exactly strike you as your type at first. He was an ass, he picked on Kiri and her brothers and tugged your tail one too many times to count.

But thankfully, it seems what with Lo'ak punching him in the face, then later the sully boy taking the blame for what happened at three brothers rock, he smartened up. He and Neteyam even got closer, they often sparred and learned from one another.

Your feelings for them only grew more and as soon as Tsireya had learned of your ever growing crush on her brother, she made it her mission to set you up with him. Then there was the issue with the other one. Lo'ak made it his mission to get his brother to finally see you.

So you had the lovebirds trying to set you up with someone, but not the same person.

What a headache.

You're finally able to slip out of the crowd after being tugged into a dance with Kiri, she snickers as you stumble, a little disoriented from the swaying.

"Shut up," you huff, taking a drink from one of the carved cups.

"Hey, yo, you got eyes on you," your friend smacks your arm, spilling part of your drink.

You hiss lightly, rolling your eyes,"Who?"

You're wiping your hand and wrist dry when she snorts, so you look up at her with your browbone quirked.

"Oh, shit," she chuckles.

"What??" You look around. You do feel the eyes, but you can't seem to find them.

"So, here's the thing," she turns to you, a shakey shit eating grin on her lips,"Lo'ak and Tsireya have been trying to set you up with their brothers, but neither of them know."

"Excuse me- what now?"

"Tsireya is trying to set you up with Ao'nung," she covers her mouth to stifle her laugh,"And Lo'ak is trying to set you up with Neteyam, and neither of them know."

Your jaw drops and you blink in surprise,"Uh- since when? Why? I- oh god, that's so embarrassing," you cover your face with both hands after putting your cup down.

"Since a little before you were training to claim your tsurak, since you becoming an adult and all needs some celebrating, and because you've been pining over them for forever," the last part comes out as a playful whine, and she takes your wrists and tugs your hands away from your face,"And quite frankly, you need to get laid. You've been alone for a while.. you shouldn't have to soldier through those heats alone, you know."

She almost seems worried, at first, but snickers at her own words.

You huff, thinking of a rebuttal but none come to mind,"So then, who do I choose? Your brother, or the ass who was mean to you?"

"Oh, come on now," Kiri rolls her eyes, smacking your shoulder lightly,"We've all but forgotten that, we were all kids."

"Yeah, yeah," you start, crossing your arms defensively.

"Hey, don't get all huffy with me," she yanks your arms down,"Just.. don't be so reserved anymore. You deserve to go and have some fun- but please, spare the details. I'd rather not hear of your escapades with either of them."

"But- I-"

She backs up quickly, giving you two thumbs up before disappearing into the crowd of dancers, surely to go and find Spider.

You sigh, picking your drink up and sip at it. You try to think, still feeling those eyes on you before a rough tug at your arm has you spilling the liquid.

"My drink- hey!"

"C'mere, I have someone I want you to talk to," Lo'ak smirks, dragging you somewhere.

Only, you're stopped, another hand wrapped around your other arm and tugging. You spot a grinning Tsireya and you whine as more of your drink is spilled to the sand.

"Come, come, wait, Lo'ak?" She looks at the boy with wide eyes and he mirrors that look,"What are you doing?"

He then grins,"I'm setting her up with someone," then tugs you to the side.

Tsireya keeps her grip firm, not relenting.

You snort at this, huffing at inspecting your cup and seeing nothing in it.

"What do you mean? I'm setting her up with someone.." Tsireya narrows her eyes at him.

Thankfully, it seems Eywa has blessed you to not have to literally be in the middle of this.

Only to curse you all over again.

A warm hand gently touches your back, and another, your shoulder.

"Sister," A raspy voice speaks,"I do believe Mother was looking for you."

You peer over your shoulder and go bug eyed at the sight of the ever growing Metkayina prince. He smirks lightly down at you.

You snap your head around, gazing at the oldest sully child. He only stares at his brother, seemingly telling him with his eyes to leave. Tsireya grips Lo'aks upper arm and drags him off, bickering.

The hand on your back guides you forward, and you realize quickly that it's Neteyam. Ao'nung has seemingly split off somewhere.

You're honestly at a loss for words. You look back at Neteyam in shock and he chuckles.

Thankfully, on the opposite side of the fire and dancing, there's logs to lounge on. He brings you to some far off, away from the noise enough that it's almost private. Several palm trees surround the particular area he's brought you to and you can't help but feel nervous.

Just as soon as you sit, Ao'nung is back with a fresh cup.

"I had seen that they had spilled your drink," he grins lightly.

"Oh- thank you," you grin back, taking it and sipping the cool fruit juice. You bring the cup down, watching as they settle on either side of you and you shrink in on yourself, unable to think of something to say.

Thankfully someone else does.

"Congratulations on your achievement," Neteyam speaks soft, proudly.

"Yes, that is truly a great step, you have done well," Ao'nung nods, turning to you as he straddles the log.

You blush lightly, nodding,"Thank you- was a lot of effort but truly worth it all."

You see Neteyam turning towards you and you gaze down at the drink in your hands,"So, uh-" You clear your throat,"What's up?"

Neteyam snickers quietly, turning away for a moment. Ao'nung grins cheekily, leaning to the side to catch your eye; you do end up gazing at him, wide eyes and nervousness clear.

"Nothing, tahni," he teases,"How are you enjoying the party?"

"Oh- it's great! Kiri and I danced a lot, Tuk joined for a bit but was dragged off by some other kids," you grin lightly.

"We saw, yes, I'm glad you've enjoyed the night so far," he scoots closer,"Got your eye on anybody?"

"What- huh?"

He smirks, tilting his head, but Neteyam speaks up,"Has anyone here caught your attention?"

"I- um, I don't know," you blush heavily, shrugging, then sip at your drink. God, this is a nightmare and a dream.

"Really, now?"

"Okay, Ao'nung," Neteyam grins lightly, shaking his head before redirecting his attention to you,"Sorry, he's been wanting to tease you for a while."

"I- what?"

"We started to notice that our siblings were," he smirks,"to put it shortly, trying to set us up with you. But they were doing so separately.."

"So one day, after sparring, Lo'ak had come by and I happened to overhear-"

"Oh, you were blatantly eavesdropping, Ao'nung," Neteyam rolls his eyes with a chuckle.

"Anyways- Lo'ak started to talk highly of you and low and behold, we've all been played!"

You snort out a laugh, shaking your head fondly and your shoulders slump as you relax,"Kiri had just told me before she left."

"So," Ao'nung draws out, scooting even closer. You idly feel Neteyam closer beside you, now seemingly straddling the log as well.

"So?" You question, nervous all over again.

"We wondered why they want us to be set up with you," The male behind you rasps,"Have you perhaps got something to tell us?"

By this point, Ao'nung has slid closer to you and leaned into your space. You're leaning back, nervous but only lean into Neteyam. You're suddenly very aware of the fact that you all are very much still outside, and you swear you can distinctly feel some lingering gazes of surely some jealous Metkayina women who see you as a potential threat. Taking a quick glance, you huff a sigh of relief, you're just out of sight for anyone to really decipher that it was you with two of the most sought after males.

"No- Nope, I don't," you mumble, blushing hotter as you struggle to keep eye contact with the metkayina.

He gently takes your free hand, dragging it forward and kissing along your knuckles. You choke on a gasp and he grins, turning your hand over and kissing your palm, slowly working up to your wrist.

"How about now, yawne?" Neteyam asks gently, now completely pressed into your side. He trails his fingers lightly up your spine, then back down, thumbing at the base of your tail.

You bite your lip to muffle the whine bubbling up from your throat.

"Come on, stop- stop teasing me," you mumble, looking away from them.

Ao'nung then grasps your left knee, lifting it and dropping it on the other side of the log, making you straddle it too. Your drink spills a little, but you don't care this time, and Neteyam gently takes the cup from your hand to drop it to the sand, spilling it. The metkayina gets even closer now, and you gasp as Neteyams hands grip at your sides to drag your back into his chest. You lean against him completely now and you feel your face grow even hotter if that were possible.

"Okay, enough teasing," Neteyam sends a warning look to Ao'nung,"We just want to know of your feelings, if they're returned, really."

Your eyes grow comically wide,"Returned? Wait, wait," you look at Ao'nung in confusion,"I- what is happening right now."

"We like you, and we'd love to have you for the night," Ao'nung is straight to the point, seemingly restless from dancing around the subject despite enjoying teasing you only moments ago.

"If you'll have us.. we can give you pleasure for the evening," Neteyam speaks soft into your hair, hands gently caressing your forearms.

Your breathing gets slightly heavier at the thought. God.. the things you have imagined while alone in your marui would make Eywa blush..

You swallow thickly, blinking up at the man in front of you,"No teasing?"

"Of course not," Neteyam reassures you.

Ao'nung grins,"Maybe not here," only to receive a smack on the shoulder.

You ponder it over for a moment before nodding softly. Ao'nung is quick to lean in, only to be held back by Neteyams hand on his forehead. He grunts in annoyance.

"Are you sure? Yes or no, tiyawn, your comfort is top priority," his voice is soft and tender.

You nod quick, clearing your throat,"Yes- yes, I'm sure."

Neteyam lifts his hand, and Ao'nung cups the side of your jaw to angle your face as he kisses you deeply right away.

You release a surprised noise, sighing into him as he licks into your mouth and you can't stop the whine you let out into his mouth. Neteyam leans down to press soft kisses against your shoulder.

Ao'nung kisses hot and fast and by the time he pulls back, kisses trailing down your throat, you're panting for breath.

Neteyam takes the other side of your jaw and turns your head to kiss you too. He kisses soft, sweet and tender, gently tonguing at your lips and diving in slowly. The lips at your neck suck marks, soon moving down to your clavicle and you jolt back with a surprised gasp at the hand traveling up your thigh.

"Can we- can we go somewhere private?"

The boys nod quick, taking your hand and lifting you from the log to lead you off. Thankfully it's only a few moments walk, but that's due to Ao'nungs impatience and he lugs you over his shoulder and takes off down the bouncing paths as you shriek out with giggles, to his own private marui just on the outskirts. Neteyam chuckles as he follows you both in, turning to tie the flaps closed before turning to you and grinning lightly.

You blush, suddenly everything hitting you and those nerves pile up. You watch as Ao'nung is cleaning parts of his marui, making his bed nicer. It seems Neteyam realizes your nerves rising, and comes over to cup your arm.

"Hey, if you change your mind or anything makes you want to stop, you tell us, ok? Your comfort is most important, no matter when, you tell us," he speaks reassuringly.

You nod and smile lightly in thanks,"I will, I promise."

"Good girl," he mutters before cupping your neck, angling your face up and kissing you softly once more.

Now it's Ao'nung that crowds in behind you, lifting your hair out of the way and again kissing your neck. You shiver in delight especially when four hands start to caress your body.

Two glide along your sides, tracing the ridges of your ribs, rolling up the notches of your spine and almost massaging up your back.

The other two cup your neck, trailing down your chest and glide over your breasts, down your sides and the thumbs dip into your navel to settle on your hips.

Neteyam disconnects from the kiss to press his lips down your jaw and along the column of your throat, and Ao'nung is quick to tilt your head, leaning down you kiss you deeply once more.

He pulls back after a moment, thumbing at the strings holding your top up,"Can I take this off?"

You nod quickly, breathing heavily.

"That breathless after a kiss? Thought I taught you better, paskalin," Ao'nung teases and you roll your eyes, then he's quickly untying the top as Neteyam peels it off, tossing it to the side.

Ao'nung groans, peering over your shoulder as your nipples harden up just slightly. He trails his hands up, cupping the underside of your boobs.

Neteyam cups your lower back, presses soft kisses down to your clavicle and nipping there, then quickly down to your chest. He kisses over the soft skin, then makes eye contact with you as he licks over your nipple. Your hips buck, a broken gasp seeping from your puffy lips.

He wraps his lips around the bud and teases, suckling lightly. You moan out as Ao'nung drags a hand up to pinch at your other nipple.

Your tail whips between Ao'nung's legs, smacking his calves and he chuckles at this, stepping back just an inch and bringing his other hand down to grab the base of your tail.

You yelp, eyes fluttering and head tilting back against his shoulder.

"Oh?" He grins, pressing a chaste kiss to the nape of your neck. He rubs his thumb at the skin around your tail, teasing the base and you whine, cutting it off as you bite your lip.

Neteyam lightly nips your nipple between his front teeth and you jolt, arching your back and pressing more of your flesh into him.

Neteyam releases your nipple, descending down your front,"I must taste you, paskalin," and he kneels before you. A shot of adrenaline races up your spine at the sight,"Great mother, you are divine."

You huff, blushing hot.

Ao'nung latches his head over your shoulder to watch as Neteyam unties your tewng, helping as he unlaces it from your tail, and its tossed to the side quickly. The metkayina ends up using his foot to spread yours, making you spread your thighs and Neteyam shoves himself through. He tenderly kisses your inner thighs and you sigh shakily, groaning when Ao'nung returns his attention and hands to teasing your nipples, pinching the softening buds to harden them up again.

The Omiticaya lifts one of your thighs, laying it over his shoulder and eyeing your pussy. It's wet, slick having gathered at your inner thighs already and he groans, taking in your scent greedily before he licks hot up your folds, delving his tongue between them by the top and locating your clit.

You bark out a moan, hips rolling and you lift your hands to cling to Ao'nungs forearms.

"Oh, f-fuck," you gasp out in surprise as his tongue curls over your clit, stroking over the sensitive bud relentlessly.

Ao'nung sucks marks into your neck and lightly grinds his growing cock into your backside as he watches.

The Omiticaya between your legs moans against you, then gently lifts a hand to prod at your dripping hole, pressing in,in,in, until he's knuckle deep.

You moan lowly, drawn out, nearly overwhelmed with the pleasure of him suckling on your clit and pulling that finger out then thrusting back in to your pulsing walls.

"Good girl," Ao'nung praises into your neck and you whine breathlessly.

Neteyam adds another finger, then recreates his pattern but quirks his fingers around, almost searching and-

"Oh! Fuck, wait!-" You jolt, hips bucking your cunt against his face.

He fingers into your gspot, grinning as he licks over your clit lazily.

The fingers teasing your nipples, tongue on your clit and those two long fingers fucking into your clenching cunt has you babbling incoherent words, shrieking out a moan and your back arches, head craning back as you cum. You heave for breath, blinking blearily and whine as he still drives his fingers into you. Your thighs clench and he chuckles, finally pulling out, and you sigh in relief.

"We're not done, tahni," Ao'nung grins into your neck before lifting you quickly and walking over to the bed where he lays you down. Neteyam follows behind silently, then kneels above you on the bed, watching and lazily untying his tewng.

Ao'nung unties his tewng quickly, then quickly moves between your thighs to bully his head through, weaving his arms up and under your thighs to grip the your hips, holding you in place. Once satisfied with his grip, he licks hot and rough at your folds, searching until he finds your clit. He licks over it teasingly then sucks just right and you cry out, thighs clenching around his head as you try to push at his head but he only grins into you, continuing to eat you out like he hadn't eaten in days. Neteyam strokes his cock languidly, sighing out of his nose as he watches you arch into Ao'nungs mouth.

"Please- Oh, shit, fuck," you whine, pleading for him to stop or to keep going, you don't know. All you know is that this is heaven despite your clit being oversensitive. Your hands grasp into his braid, tugging and he growls into your cunt.

He disconnects from your clit only to press his tongue into your waiting hole, the bridge of his nose perfectly grinding into the bundle of nerves as he fucks his tongue into you. He's enjoying this so much, he grinds his cock into the bedding.

You're reaching that crest quick, moans and whines are tumbling out of your mouth as you drag his face into your pussy. Everything snaps, you cry out desperately as you cum again, right on his tongue. He moans into you as your walls pulse around his appendage. He drags it out for a few moments and you whine, weakly pushing him away and he chuckles. He rises, and you blink up at him and shiver at the sight. His nose, chin, lips, even dripping down his neck is your slick. Shiny and a lot.

He grins,"You taste so sweet, paskalin."

You blink lazily, but then your gaze then snaps down to his waist and you swallow thickly.

He's huge- that same light teal color with a deeper blueish purple color at the base, small ridges flaring up around the base and those little tahni coming up in a pattern.

He comes in close, stroking himself after wiping his face of your slick. He gently cups your hip in one hand, lifting you slightly and prodding at your hole with his cock.

He gazes up at you,"Ready?"

And you nod quickly,"Yeah, yes," with a rasp.

He presses in, and there's little to no resistance so his tip pops in with ease, slowly filling your walls.

You choke on a moan, head craning back in shock. Neteyam watches, gently cupping your cheek and nodding at you, whispering praises that have your body lighting up even moreso.

Soon, Ao'nung presses completely inside, hips flush with yours. He grinds into you, leaning forward and bracketing his arms on either side of your head, then he pulls out, only to thrust back in. He tests the waters a few times, then finds a good rhythm, building up his speed.

All you can do is release punched out moans and whines, clinging to the underside of his biceps.

The Omiticaya sighs, fist speeding up around his cock and reaching down to thumb at your nipples.

Your cunt tightens around Ao'nung, pulsing hot and wet, slick leaking from your hole as he fucks into you quicker.

You feel it coming, unable to breathe for a moment as this one came around too quick, and your back almost hurts as you arch upward, crying out as it gushes through you. You cum hard, collapsing against the fabrics and struggle to catch your breath. He's relentless, though, continuing to drill his cock into you at a near punishing pace, hitting every sensitive spot inside and his pubic bone almost smacking against your clit. He finally leans down, groaning into your neck and biting the side of your neck lightly as he presses his hips flush to yours, cumming deep into you. You sigh shakily, bones like jelly and your chest heaves.

He takes a moment, and Neteyam brushes his thumb over your cheek tenderly while brushing away some stray hairs.

Ao'nung finally pulls out, gentle and slow, and you groan as your cunt clenches around nothing. Cum spills out of you and the metkayina grins at the sight.

He's quick to lean down, lifting you gently. You go with ease, after all not feeling your bones makes you pretty pliable.

"Neteyam, lay down, sit down, whatever," Ao'nung instructs, turning me around in his hold to face the Omiticaya.

Neteyam sits back, leaning against a beam and cups your hips as Ao'nung brings you closer,"Can you take me as well?"

You lick your lips, grinning weakly,"Not a quitter," and you chuckle weakly.

He grins, shaking his head before gripping the base and aiming, other hand clinging to your waist and Ao'nung gently guides you down onto his friends cock.

You whine, head tilting back onto Ao'nungs shoulder when you finally take Neteyam to the hilt.

The metkayina keeps you there for a moment and you breath shakily.

The Omiticaya reaches so much deeper at this angle, tip kissing your cervix.

You moan airily, hips gyrating on the cock and the shaft rubs at your inner walls perfectly.

You're then lifted, then thrusted back down his length with a broken cry.

Again; lifted, then dropped, completely at Ao'nung and Neteyams mercy as the metkayina fucks you onto his friends cock.

"Great mother- how are you still this tight?" The sully groans, fangs bared in a pleasured grimace. He moans, panting as your pussy clenches around him, not wanting to release him.

Ao'nung keeps helping you, and you're beyond thankful because you could not feel your thighs.

Slick drips down onto Neteyam, making every time you're dropped down create a wet slap. Your moans are drawn out, incoherent and desperate despite having already came 3 times.

"Look at our good girl, Neteyam," Ao'nung praises and you whine, embarrassed.

Neteyam grins, hand squeezing your hip in appreciation before drifting the other hand down to thumb at your sensitive clit.

You choke on a cry, your hands weakly trying to slap the hand away but to no avail.

"Pleasepleaseplease," you whine, groaning in desperation.

Ao'nung kisses your neck, rolling your hips up and down, quickening the pace and grinning at your desperate cries and moans.

You don't even have time to prepare for this one, it practically sucker punches you. Your pussy clenches again around the cock, seemingly milking it, and your vision blacks out as you cum, head tilted back in a silent gape. You squirt and it leaks down onto Neteyams navel.

Ao'nung just keeps bringing you up and down before the Omiticaya finally grips your hips tight and tugging you down flush on his cock. He groans deeply, also tilting his head back as he cums into you.

You remain on him for a while until you're able to come back to your senses, breathing finally normal and blinking blearily as you slump against Neteyam.

Ao'nung had spent that time to grab water, towels, and extra blankets.

You're in and out of sleep, only waking when Neteyam gently lifts you off of him and groaning at the emptiness, then when they're cleaning you gently.

They manage to wake you long enough to drink some water, dabbing away the sweat across your forehead and chest.

You're dozing off officially when they set you down in bed, curling up on either side.

They whisper praises, kissing your lips, cheeks, shoulders.

You slept real good that night.

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A/N: I am so eepy

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pandoraslxna · 11 months

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okay but mean, bratty Ao’nung turns into a begging mess for you 😩

adult Ao’nung x female reader, minors dni 🔞

You sound so sweet, so light and pleasant when you ask, “Will you hold still for me now?”

It’s almost like there isn’t a sultry gleam in your dark eyes. Like Ao’nung isn’t tied to a palm tree, legs spread and loincloth shoved aside, chest heaving, with sweat running down his temples.

"P-Please", he pants heavily, a little bit breathless now, lightheaded from the frantic pace of his heart. "Please just let me fucking cu– ahh!"

Ao‘nung cuts himself off, when your hand glides over his hard and overly sensitive cock again. You don’t even squeeze or stroke him, your palm just softly runs over his shaft, but it’s enough to make him whimper. He’s so hard, so painfully close to coming.

But so far, you’ve done nothing but rile him up. You bought him to the very edge of his orgasm and then left him right there, dangling on the abyss. Over and over again. Every time his cock dared to soften, you would bring him close again. And every time he was moaning, begging, pleading and crying that he was so close, just a little more, so so close— you would stop.

"I swear to the great mother, if you d-don’t, hngh- fuck, if you don’t l-let me cum…"

Ao’nungs cock angrily throbs in your palm, his tip leaking pre-cum that runs over your knuckles and into a little puddle on his skin and you don’t think twice before dipping two fingers in it and bringing them to your mouth. You sucks them clean, obviously making a show of trying to be as seductive as possible.

"I hate you", Ao‘nung groans, "I hate you so much right now." He doesn’t understand why he’s so turned on. It can’t just be your face in the vicinity of his cock. He’s not a damn virgin, for fucks sake. You’re not the first pretty girl giving him a handjob and you certainly won’t be the last. But something about this fucked up situation, being bound to a tree and having you, you of all people, touch him like this, bringing him close over and over again until tears pricked at the corner of his eyes, is working for him. And that realization might be more terrifying than the situation itself.

"Hold still for me, nungie", you urge in such a sweet tone that it makes him sick and then you fluidly lean down and finally, finally, thank eywa, take his cock into your mouth. One of your hands rests on his toned stomach, pressing firmly to keep him from thrusting up.

Immediately, Ao’nung throws his head back with a moan. It’s too overwhelming to watch, so he squeezes his eyes shut and focuses on the sensation of your warm tongue swirling around the head of his thick cock.

He wants to be embarrassed by the noises that are coming out of him but he's just so close that he can't think of anything else. He all but mewls, feeling himself reaching the edge. "Close, close," he chokes out, hips twitching. But then you sit back on your heels and every sort of touch suddenly leaves him all at once.

"Behave."

"Fuck" Ao’nung curses through gritted teeth and thrusts his hips uncontrollably, bucking into the air as if that would bring him any relief. "Fuck, n-no, please? Please, I’m already begging!"

"No."

Theres a sharp grin plastered on your face as you look at him smugly and Ao’nung doesn’t even know anymore if he wants to punch or kiss that stupid smile off your face. When you duck your head again, taking the whole length of his cock back into your mouth, you don’t suck, just let him rest on your tongue. You let a minute or two pass, just to feel him squirm underneath you. Watching the way his brows are drawn together, while he looks down at you, eyes all glossy and cheeks flushed dark red.

When Ao’nung feels your throat constrict around him, swallowing a mixture of overflowing pre-cum and spit, he whimpers and bites his bottom lip hard enough to break skin with his pointy canine. It's all he can do, instead of fucking your face how he so desperately wants to. Eventually, you move your head again, tongue glued to the underside of his length as you suck him off. You gag and slurp around him and it doesn't take long before he turns into a begging mess yet again.

"Please? Ple-ah!-ase." Ao’nungs face feels hot and he is all but sobbing, tugging against the restraints and moaning, "I- I need to cum, just— please. It, it fucking hurts! I’m so close, c‘mon! I promise I’ll be good, I’ll be so good for you…"

His toes curl and his thighs spasm, almost closing entirely around your head when your lips leave his tip with a wet pop. Surprisingly, your hand continues stroking his shaft, squeezing so pleasurable tight that it feels like his head might explode at any second. And then you stick your tongue out, gently tapping his tip against it before you mumble,

"Cum for me then, pretty boy."

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bloomdim · 8 months

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Ab riding with Ao’nung | Smut

Warnings: Ab riding, pet names, f orgasm, spanking, dirty talk, smut

‘S-so good’ you whined out, hands gripping your mates shoulders. Your cunt clenching around nothing, as soft mewls and moans fell from your lips.

‘You like daddy’s abs huh?’ He teased, his grip on your waist growing tighter as his guided you back and forth on his abs

‘Mhmm’ blindly agreeing, too lost in pleasure to notice his teasing and sly remarks as your head was thrown back in pleasure.

‘Good girl, mhm just like that’ he cooed slyly, his hands roaming down your waist and down your sweaty back.

‘M-mm nungg’ you whined out softly, your knees shaking around his toned waist. Your back arching every time your clit brushed against his sculpted abs.

‘C’mon a little faster baby’ he hummed, his eyes set on your breasts bumping up and down. His hands slide down your back and onto the plush of your ass, his hand coming down and hitting you back into reality.

‘A-ah!’ You moaned out in surprise, your eyes shooting down to the sly grin forming on his face. You could feel the pleasure pooling and swirling inside you, begging to burst and spill out of your slippery cunt.

‘H-hah’ your voice breaking as your orgasm spilled out of you, your legs squeezing around his body.

He smirked up at you, his hands rubbing around your waist in a comforting way.

‘That’s my girl’

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teyamloving12 · 1 year

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Jake x neytiri fucking reader to thank her for watching the kids near the shore

An Unexpected Thank You

Warning: threesome, slight breeding kink, oral ( m receiving and f receiving), f x f x m, virginity loss

Pairing: Neytiri x reader(21) x Jake

Synopsis: Neytiri and Jake give a "gift" for being their children second sa'nok when they are not around.

You were beautiful. At least Jake and Neytiri thought so. You were a kind young woman who was always helpful and kind to them since they sought refuge at the Metkayina. Jake had a mate, he felt guilty for feeling this way about another woman. Your marūi was right beside theirs. He would visit you to often say hello or thank you for helping his family.

"Did you intend on having children, sweet thing?", he asked. You were still young and treated his children like your own. He was glad that his kids loved you for he was planning to make you his. Only his. You felt heat rise to your face. " Yes I do but the thing I just haven't found the one yet.", you said calmly. Now that you faced him, you noticed how handsome he was. His face striked you

" Don't worry, he will come by soon, sweetheart. Eywa knows what she is doing.", he responded. The truth is since the little boys were scared to claim you, he will. You had a unique yet voluptuous body. You had nice hips, soft thighs and a pretty voice. You were not the boys from the village type but you certainly were his

Neytiri also had her eye on you. You two became extremely close. You could share a secret with him and she could too. But there was one secret that she never shared was that someone noticed how close you and Jake and she was jealous. She wanted you to herself. And only hers.

You sat on the shore as you watched Lo'ak successfully rode an ilu for the first time. He ran out of the water and over to you. He grabbed your hands excitedly. " Did you see that, Y/n? I did It! I finally rode it without falling off!", you were proud of him.

You taught him day and night how to properly ride a ilu and he was successful. He hugged you and you place your chin on his forehead. "Im proud of you, Lo'ak. You did well!", you smiled widely at the young boy. "You believed in me, I couldnt fail you!", Loak responded. He rushed back, joining his brother, Neteyam who offered show him something. You smiled. They made you want children of your own.

Jake and Neytiri looked at you lovingly, they appreciated the fact you were the second mother when they weren't around. You were so fascinated by the sea, you didn't hear Neytiri walking behind you. You felt someone touch you and was frightened. You reacted quickly.

"Mawey Y/n, it's just me!", your heartbeat slowed down in seconds. "Neytiri! It's You! You frightened me!", you said quickly which resulting in a smile from her. You looked in awe. Yes, you've seen her smile beside but her smile was different for it was the smile she used when she is with Jake. It was mesmerising.

" We need to talk...in private.", she whispered. You were afraid. Was she leaving ? She couldn't leave now, you just made a friend. She pulled you into the marūi and sat you down. Your heart was beating fast, your head began to feel light. Neytiri saw that you were unease and took her sat behind you.

She lifted your chin to look at her. " I just wanted to say thank you for taking good care of our children when we are not nearby. We really appreciate everything you do. So... I wanted to give you a little gift of thanks."

You hugged her tightly with your hand around her small waist and the tension between the two females began to rise. She cupped your ass causing you to moan and she took the opportunity to kiss you. She licked the bottom of your lips asking for access which you granted. Your knees began to buckle. You slowly fall to the ground. Neytiri keeled down to kiss you once again. You fell to your back and she reached for your sensitive breasts.

You pushed her away feeling guilty. How would Jake feel if he saw you two like this? But you had to be selfish for once. Is it the right thing to do? Yes. I would be fine.

She crawled onto her lap and started grinding yourself on her. You kissed her sloppily and she untied your top and you did the same. You both moaned at the sensation of your nipples rubbing against hers. You were having the time of your life until Jake returned from a hunt with Tonowari.

Your heart jumps out of your chest but Neytiri didn't stop sucking on your neck, making a moan slip out off your mouth. You hid your face in Neytiri's neck. Jake's laughter echoes throughout the marūi. "Neytiri, were you so much you could wait to give her our 'gift'?", he asked. "She's hypnotic, Ma Jake. She's just so adorable so I couldnt help myself!", she said. You looked confused. They planned this all along?

Confusion plastered across your face. "Don't worry, baby girl! Just accept our little gift for being a good girl for us. You nodded in response. Jake kissed you angrily. During the kiss you felt Neytiri pull off your loincloth while you were still in her lap. Her fingers slipped inside of you. You jolted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"You're so tight, are you a virgin?", Neytiri asked softly. " Yes... I am a virgin.", you said trying to hold back the moans from your mouth. Neytiri kissed your clit and attacking your sloppy cunt. Jake held the sides of your head, lining up his huge cock with your mouth. "It's okay, princess. Just take your little time, I don't mind!", Jake stated. His dick was barely half way down your throat yet you were still gagging. He was literally growing in your mouth. Neytiri bit gently on your clit which causes you to take him even further in. Jake moaned.

" Ahh fuck baby! You're taking my cock so well. You sure you're a virgin? You give real good head!", his praises made you wetter and Neytiri could feel it. He pushed two of her fingers and curled them inside of you. Jake began to twitch for your moans send vibration down to his cock. You felt a knot in your stomach untie and came all over Neytiri's face. She still continued to eat you out, you couldn't take it anymore. It felt so different from your fingers.

Jake continued to thrust harder in your mouth, he poured his jizz down your now sore throat and slowly pulled out. You panted hardly believe I just did that!", you said in shock. " It is not over yet, sweet thing.", he said as he lined up his huge cock with your soaked pussy. Neytiri kissed you to distract you from the pain for the breaking of your hymen. You gasped into the kiss feeling the immense pain.

Jake kissed on your forehead and brings his hand down to your clit. His thumb is moving side to side at a swift pace making you whimper under him. The pressure from him rubbing on your clit is too much. That feeling on your tummy is getting tighter, threatening to snap at any minute.

"Don't cum yet baby!" “Fuck i’m gonna put a pretty baby in you, m'kay?.” Jake grunted with his eyes focused on the way your cunt sucks him in. His words send you over the edge. Your juices sprayed all over his rock hard abs and onto your stomach. “That’s what i’m talkin' about- fuck! You're taking me s'good princess!”

Neytiri sucked on your breast earning a loud moan from you. You couldn't take it anymore. " Ma Jake please-- ahh-- make me cum--destroy my insides!", Jake continued to move swiftly inside your hypersensitive cunt. Neytiri reached for your clit again and squeezed it hard. The knot in your stomach broke making you squirt all over Jake's cock.

You smiled at the two in front of you and placed a kiss on each of their noses. "I enjoyed my gift, thank you Ma Jake and Ma Neytiri.", you said before you fell asleep in Jake's strong arms as Neytiri played with your hair.

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avesque · 1 year

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can i please request a drabble with i pushed everyone away because they weren’t you + neteyam? thanks.

of all the girls — neteyam

INCLUDES best friends to lovers. angst to fluff. 0.7k words.

NOTE i need him so bad. you can request a prompt of your own here! (also the great war part i might come out this thursday/friday. i promise i see those asking to be tagged, i will not forget u here is a big kith mwa) OH AND HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY i love you!

neteyam finds you all alone by the docks with your feet submerged in the water. it’s a quiet afternoon and the others are out and about with tsireya and other metkayina kids.

he finds his palms sweaty the second he settles beside you.

you don’t bother to look at him. it makes his heart squeeze painfully as your gaze stays fixed ahead, over the reefs and the horizon that he thinks you’ve mentally reached home.

you cut him off just as he’s about to break the quiet.

“why’d you leave?”

to others, it might sound nonchalant. but neteyam has known you for more than a decade; can read you like that back of his hand. there’s a bite to your tone that makes his heart climb up his throat.

you place your palms behind you and lean back but you do not look at him.

“you left,” he says. “i followed you.”

“no shit,” you scoff. it makes him wince. you always did hang a lot around lo’ak.

he swallows his nervousness.

“listen—”

you’re quick to rise to your feet. “well, i need to go.”

neteyam calls your name.

“i don’t want to hear it.” your tone is cold, biting. if he didn’t know better, he’d think you’re leaving behind snow rather than the sand you’re kicking off as you walk away hastily.

he follows you just as he has for the past twelve years. always behind you, always watching. waiting.

he snatches your arms once he’s caught up and something spears through his heart when he finds tears brimming in your lash line.

“no,” you seethe, wriggling free from his hold. “you leave me alone. go back to ayrona since you like her that much, huh?”

neteyam heaves a deep sigh, latching on to your arm again. gentler, this time. softer. consoling.

“no.”

you scoff again. the metkayina girl had shown interest in neteyam ever since you got here, always there, always lingering. it makes your skin itch, your blood boil. you’ve been watching them all this time, how she seems to enjoy those breathing lessons with neteyam. remembering it makes you want to scream.

but ayrona wasn’t the only one. back in the forest, before you had to flee, you heard other girls’ names tied with neteyam’s from hearsay. you did not have the heart to ask him about it, afraid that the confirmation will break your heart more.

ayrona is just the final straw.

but this is wrong. the lone tear that cascades down your cheek is a burning shame. neteyam is not yours.

at times, you feel like you may stand a chance, against all these other girls and against all odds. you’ve been toeing that line between friends and something more, touches lingering more than they should have, gazes softer and sweeter than most. but nothing has come of it.

you fear what you thought could have been was just a miscalculation on your part.

neteyam holds your cheek so delicately, thumbing away the salt on your cheek.

“oh, y/n.” his voice is honey; says your name like a prayer. you close your eyes, clumped eyelashes still spilling tears. “ayrona—” your stomach plummets, “—is a friend. just like tsireya.”

you sniffle, shaking your head and leaning away from his hold. but neteyam is quick, placing his other hand on your chest, right where your heart is.

“you,” he breathes, “are so much more.”

he rests his forehead on yours and he pulls you close.

“do you want to know why i told rey’nin to stop?”

rey’nin was the omatikaya girl who, despite the people’s disapproving stares, had pursued him.

“the others too,” he adds and proceeds to enumerate the girls who have shown interest in him. something warm lands on your cheek and you belatedly realize neteyam has placed a kiss there before he’s pulling away.

nimble fingers glide over your eyelids and your eyes flutter open to see gold staring right back.

“i pushed everyone away because they weren’t you.” he says your name again, this time, like a promise. “you are the only one my heart beats for. i see you. i always have.”

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Settling In

*Request*

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: Okay so I'm reposting this because I found out that the person who requested it was a minor and I don't play that shit on my blog. I am only for adults. So if you liked the old post, that one is gone now. All characters are aged up.

Pairing: Ao'nung x Fem!Sully!Reader

Warnings: Teasing, Smut, P in V, Rut Cycle, Breeding Kink, Choking, Creampie, Binding, Marking, Scenting, Blood, Belly Bulge, I think that's everything.

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary: Ao'nung has teased you relentlessly since your family came here. What happens when you stumble across him in the midst of his rut?

This felt like some kind of living nightmare. You and your family having to flee your home in the forest and come to the sea. Uprooting your entire lives, leaving everything you knew, forgetting who you were, and coming to start from scratch. The Metkayina way of life was beautiful and their village is wonderful in its own way, but it still doesn’t feel like home. Not even close. The one good thing that’s come out of this whole thing was meeting Tsireya. She’s been a welcome comfort for you and your siblings while you adjust to your new lives here.

She’s warm and bright and patient. It makes you wonder how someone so radiant could ever be related to someone like Ao’nung. Just the taste of his name in your mouth was enough to make you scrunch your face in annoyance. He was always just a pain to everyone, but a lot of times it felt like he put extra effort into tormenting you as Neteyam’s 5-fingered twin. The way your dad explained it, apparently twins are a human thing that can happen sometimes. The na’vi aren’t really familiar with the concept since it doesn’t occur naturally for them, but here you stood. The exception to the rule. And Ao’nung never let you hear the end of it.

Over the months, you learned to ignore him and tune out his endless teasing. Occasionally, when he would get tired of being ignored, he knew which buttons to press to get a response from you. Today was one of those days.

You sat out on the beach with Tsireya and Tuk and your mood sours when you notice Ao’nung walking your way. “Tuk, how about you go feed some of the ilu with Tsireya?” you suggested to her. You can tell what kind of mood he’s in from the mischievous glint in his eye. Her face lit up with pure joy.

“Can we?” she says to Tsireya.

“Of course. Come with me.” She holds her hand out for Tuk to take and you watch as she happily trails behind her into the water. The sight is enough to momentarily warm your heart before you have to harden yourself to deal with Ao’nung.

“Oh, am I not invited to join the party?” he drips sarcasm.

“I don’t need her getting caught up in your bullshit.”

He shrugs his shoulders and holds up his hands, “I wouldn’t mess with her. As far as I can see, she’s the only one of you that seems like a true na’vi.” You set your jaw and take a deep breath trying to center yourself.

“I mean the whole lot of you came out weird. Especially you. She wasn’t born with a weird extra finger or a spare copy. That child is more na’vi than you will ever be.”

He hit that button. You snap and hiss at him in warning. He’s unphased staring back at you with an amused smirk. He found it adorable to watch you get so worked up. And he loved being the one to get you worked up. “Fuck off” you snap at him before walking the other way towards the water with Tsireya and Tuk. Ao’nung turns on his heels and walks away feeling satisfied.

“I swear, Tsireya, I cannot understand for the life of me how you can be related to that!” you gesture back towards the shore at Ao’nung’s retreating figure.

“I know my brother can be a lot. He only teases because he thinks you are pretty.”

You roll your eyes, “That has to be the dumbest thing ever.” She giggles a little, “I never said he was smart, but it is the truth. Why do you think he’s always going out of his way to find you all the time?”

Tuk looks up at you, “Is Ao’nung going to be your boyfriend?”

You fake gag at her question, “Absolutely not Tuk Tuk. Now, show me how well you feed the ilu.”

…

Later on at dinner with the village, you sit with your family while they all talk amongst themselves. You’re not really paying attention to the conversation since you’re still a little agitated. Your eyes scan over all the people surrounding you and how happy they all look and wonder if eventually you’ll find that same kind of happiness. Or at least something close to it.

Rolling over the people, your eyes are met with a pair staring back. Ao’nung watches you from the other side of the bonfire. His face is serious and his breathing is heavy enough for you to see the dramatic rise and fall of his shoulders from here. What’s his problem? If anybody should be staring someone down, it was you. A nudge to your arm brings your attention back to your family. Neteyam is next to you giving you a questioning look. “It’s nothing ‘Teyam.”

“I think you forget, we have known each other since before we were brought into this world. I know you well enough to know that it is not nothing.” It was true. Neteyam knew you better than anyone. Whether that was because of him being your twin or because he took his role as the oldest so seriously, who knows. Most of the time, you’re actually pretty grateful that Neteyam could understand you so easily.

“Tsireya said something earlier and it messed with my head.”

“What did she say?” he scoots closer to you so that your conversation can be kept between you two instead of the whole family.

“She said…she said that Ao’nung thinks I’m pretty or something and that’s why he’s always teasing.” “Well duh. As much as I hate to say it, it is pretty obvious that he has a thing for you. And you’re not so innocent in all of this either.”

“’Teyam!” you are taken back by such an offensive suggestion. First Tsireya and now your own brother?

“You might not notice, but I do. Yes, he’s always picking at you, but you love this little game that you two play. It’s nauseating.” His tone is teasing, but he means it.

Ridiculous. How could you ever want someone like that? Your head turns to look back over at him, but he’s gone. You look around between the seemingly endless sea of people and can’t find a single sign of him. That’s weird, but you’re glad that maybe now you could continue on with your meal without eyes burning into the side of your face.

…

Looking around your marui, the rest of your family is peacefully sleeping. You had no idea how they did it. You couldn’t stop your mind from constantly analyzing all the ways that this place was so different from home and that thought literally kept you up at night. It had become something of a routine for you to sneak out on nights like this after everyone else was asleep. You’d tiptoe out of the pod and wander out into the forest by the beach.

It was nice here. It was the one thing here that reminded you of home. The plants and fruits were different, but the atmosphere was similar enough to give you some comfort. In particular, there was one large tree that you would visit most nights. You’d climb and sit on one of the giant outstretched branches and just listen to the sounds of the night.

This is everything right here. This is what helps you feel like you can finally breathe. At least, until you hear a scream in the distance. Immediately, your instincts put you on high alert. You stand from your spot on the branch with your knife in hand and look around as far out as you can see. A faint orange glow catches your eye from the mouth of a cave not far from you. That’s odd. Who else would be out here at this time? And why do they sound like they’re in pain?

You know that it’s probably not the smart thing to go investigate, but you’d also never forgive yourself if someone got hurt and you could’ve prevented it. You climb down and make your way through the forest towards the light you saw.

The closer you get, the more you can start to smell something in the air. It reminds you of fresh rain on tree bark. It’s almost sweet. You follow the scent to the opening of the cave, “Hello? Do you need help in there?” Your voice echoes around the inside of the cave and you’re only met with groans of pain for a response. “I’m coming in!” You grip the handle of your knife a little tighter before taking a step in. The glow grows brighter and finally a small fire comes into your vision.

You were already on edge, but the next thing you saw was what fully threw you off balance. It was Ao’nung. He was sweating so much you thought he might dehydrate himself, his hands were bound behind his back, and he was writhing around in pain. “Ao’nung?” His eyes snap to you and he looks completely different. Instead of his usual sea blue color, his eyes looked a deep purple.

“What are you doing here?” he’s out of breath trying to get the words out.

“I heard you yelling from almost a mile away, I thought somebody needed help. Believe me, I wouldn’t have wasted my time if I knew it was just you.” You cross your arms and shift your weight to one foot and his eyes watch the swing of your hips intently. He sucks in a sharp breath and doubles over. Your eyebrows knit together trying to understand what’s happening. “What is your deal?” You catch sight of a bulge poking through his loincloth and finally the last piece slots into place. “Oh shit…it’s your rut.”

He just nods his head since his mouth is too busy salivating.

Now it makes sense. The weird way he was behaving during dinner, the sweet smell in the air, and the hungry look on his face.

“Well, shouldn’t you be at home? I mean why the hell are you all the way out here like this?”

He shakes his head. “Too much…Need to stay away…”

Your chest tightens with a pang of sympathy for him. You’ve gone through many heat cycles without relief and it is excruciating. The suffering is unmatched. There’s only one thing that truly takes the pain away.

“This is crazy. I’m cutting you out of these.” You start to move towards him, but he tries to shuffle away from you.

“I don’t think you get it. If you cut me out of these binds, I won’t be able to stop myself. So don’t do it unless you’re ready to deal with what comes after.”

“I’m a big girl, Ao’nung. You think I don’t know what I’m doing?” you roll your eyes at him and move towards him again. “I mean it. This is the last warning I’ll be able to give you.” His tone is serious and his eyes are focused. But you don’t falter. You swallow down your nerves and continue forward. “Just shut up and let me do this, okay? Before I change my mind.” You crouch in front of him and reach around to his wrists. “Honestly, I don’t know why I’m even helping you. You’ve been nothing but a pain in my ass since I got here. But luckily for you, I’m feeling generous.”

You saw away at his bindings and your chest presses into his face. He inhales your scent and his hips twitch searching for something to grind against.

Before you cut all the way through, you pull back and look him in the face. His face tries to chase after your chest, but his restraints keep him in place. “This is the one and only time I’m helping your ass. Got it?” He can’t even bring his eyes up to yours when he nods his head. You tsk at yourself for getting mixed up in this mess, but there’s no turning back after your knife cuts through his ties.

His arms immediately fold around your waist and pull you into his lap so that you’re straddling him. He buries his face deeper into your chest breathing you in. “Chill the fuck out. Your scent is going to get all over me.” You try to crane your neck back, but a strong hand grips your throat and pulls you back forward.

“That’s kind of the fucking point.” His voice is a dark growl against your skin. His tongue drags a long stripe from the middle of your chest up to your collarbone and even further up to your ear. Your breath grows shaky. “You talk so much shit, but look at how your body reacts to me.”

“Shut up.” Your voice comes out more desperate than you mean for it to. He was right and you hated that fact most of all.

He’s growing impatient when his hands hold your hips and start grinding you into him. You let his hands guide you to where it feels best for him. His bulge presses against your clit with every drag.

He kisses and sucks on your neck and you just know he’s going to leave a mark. “Don’t…everybody will know…”

He only chuckles at your pathetic plea, “Everybody will know when you’re walking around carrying my baby.” He pushes his hips up against you and he can feel how you’re soaking through your own loincloth and his too. The waiting finally gets to be more than he can bear and he pulls his tewng to the side to finally free his impossibly hard dick. You feel yourself desperately clench around nothing. He pulls yours to the side and he lines himself up with your begging hole. You take a big breath to brace yourself, but you were not prepared for him to slam you down onto him in one swift motion and you scream out in surprise.

“Fuuuck…” he groans out feeling the way your walls frantically squeeze around him. You’re given no time to adjust before he’s lifting your hips up and down on his own.

It’s too much. It’s like he’s tickling the bottom of your ribs. When you finally take a real breath, all that comes out is a filthy moan. Looking down, you can see the imprint of his tip poking through your skin right at your navel. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen.

“Haah…fuck…Ao’nung…”

Ao’nung needs more. More friction, more of your sweet noises, more everything. That’s all his mind can think of right now. Just how much he needs you right now. He lays you down on the floor of the cave to give himself better access to pound into you.

His eyes are burning into your face and the eye contact is too much for you. It’s too embarrassing. You turn your head to find something else to look at, but he won’t have that. His fingers grip your jaw and turn your face back towards him. “Look at me. Take it.” He emphasizes his point by tightening his hold on your throat. Between his merciless thrusting, the intense eye contact, and his fingers around your throat, you can feel your orgasm quickly approaching. It makes you feel lightheaded and even as your vision starts to blur, you never move your eyes from his face.

Just before your consciousness slips away, he releases his hold on your neck and moves his hands down to massage your breasts. He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck and bathes you in his scent to mark you even further. His teeth sink into your skin deep enough to draw blood. He goes mad at the taste of your blood spilling onto his tongue.

“Oh, I’ve always wanted to fuck this perfect little body. Just watch you take it over and over. Fuck, I want to give you a baby.”

Was this just his rut talking? Or did he actually mean it? You couldn’t be sure anymore.

His pace gets faster and his groans get louder. “Fuck, I’m gonna fill this little pussy up.” His grip on your body is so tight, the veins in his arm are bulging out.

“Ah! Ao’nung! Yes!” your head falls back and your legs shake as you fall into your release. The way you clamp down around his dick pushes him over the edge and thick ropes of white spill over into your womb. It feels like fire in your veins, but it’s addicting.

Ao’nung keeps thrusting into you languidly trying to ensure he fucks as much cum back into you as he can.

He collapses on top of your heaving chest with closed eyes and you stare down at his face to try and check his condition. When he looks back at you, you breathe a sigh of relief seeing his normal blue shade. Never did you think you’d actually be happy to see Ao’nung in any circumstance.

“You okay?” you ask cautiously. He nods still catching his breath. “Great…You wanna get out of me now?”

“Oh, right.” He lifts himself up and pulls out of you and a primal part of his brain is pleased to see that none of his seed spilled out of you.

You stand to fix your clothing and hair. “So, you can go home now, right?”

He scoffs a bit more to himself than at you, “My ruts last 3 days. I am fine for now, but there’s no telling how long it’ll last for. I have to stay here until I’m out of it.”

All the nerves in your body come alive with…something you can’t readily identify right now. “Oh…I see…”

“So you’ll know where to find me if you’re ever feeling generous again.” He winks at you and you know that your face is flushed.

“You wish, fish boy.” And with that, you turn and leave back to your home. Thankfully, it’s still hours away from sunrise so everyone is still asleep. You stealthily slip back into your marui, but of course one person’s ears perk up.

“What are you doing?” Neteyam whispers to you. Shit.

“Nothing.”

“Why do you smell like that?” he asks. Shit shit shit.

“Don’t worry about it, ‘Teyam. Just go back to sleep.” You lay down and hope that will be the end of it. Neteyam knows better, but he’s far too tired to go back and forth with you about it right now in the middle of the night.

You finally get the best night of sleep you’ve had since coming here.

…

The next morning, you all have the day off of training so you get to hang around at home instead. You sit on the edge with your feet hanging over into the water. Jake comes and sits next to you, “You okay, baby girl?”

You smile softly to yourself at the nickname. You loved it, but you also felt like you were getting a bit old for it. “I’m okay, dad. I’m just still getting used to it here.” He nods in understanding. “But I think I’m starting to settle in.”

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