#daddy!jake sully

[aonungswifeyy]

Mr.Sully’s Reward

jake notices how y/n has been helping his sons with the bullying and adapting to the way of the water. he wants to reward her.

warnings: smut, daddy kink (I mean, are we surprised? It’s Jake Sully)

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Y/N is walking through the beach, with the two Sully boys, Lo’ak and Neteyam.

Whilst she was twenty years of age, being a year older than Neteyam and two years older than Lo’ak, it was no doubt that the three of them had formed a strong friendship with one another.

So much so, that they were comfortable with saying the most horrendous things, to one another.

“Your mother’s tits are so.. mmh. Every time she’s around, I can’t help but gawk on them” Lo’ak confesses.

“Lo’ak, I will drown you” Y/N replies, “stop gawking at my mothers tits. If my father finds out, he’ll kill you.”

“I can’t lie, your mom is hot” Neteyam shrugs as he agrees with Lo’ak, “you dad is a lucky man.”

“Right! Getting to hit that every night” Lo’ak blurts out shamelessly, earning a laugh from Neteyam and a slap from Y/N.

“Forget my mother, you have many other women to look around, to choose as your mate. Which is the next step now, to living here” Y/N tells him.

“But, I can’t seem to forget her” Lo’ak replies.

Y/N rolls her eyes at him, “I’m serious, you two. Now is the time to start speaking to women, more to your age, Lo’ak specifically speaking to you, to find yourself a mate.”

“Yes, mamas” Lo’ak replies.

“Don’t call me that” she tilts her head at him.

“Y/N” Neytiri calls out to her with a smile on her face, “I see you have bought my two idiotic sons back.”

Y/N chuckles, “yes. Unfortunately I have.”

“Oh, Y/N, it’s great to see you” Jake walks forward, standing behind his mate.

“Oh, Mr.Sully. It’s great to see you too” Y/N smiles back at him.

Lo’ak and Neteyam both give Y/N a fist bump, before walking in.

“Well, thank you Y/N” Neytiri says.

“What for?” Y/N asks.

“You’ve been taking care of our sons, and teaching them your ways. And because of the friendship you have created with them, a lot of people have become more accepting” Neytiri says, “so me and my husband both thank you.”

Y/N smiles, “it’s nothing, really. It’s been a great pleasure being friends with the two of them. They drive me nuts, yes. But they’re great to have around. I’m glad to be friends with them.”

“Mom! Lo’aks’ pulling on my hair!” Kiri shouts out.

Neytiri sighs, “and so, back to being a mother I go.”

She walks away to her children, Jake still stood at the entrance of their marui, whilst his eyes were keen on roaming around Y/N.

Y/N notices this, causing her to take a step back.

It was risky, for him to stare at her that way, out in the open. But for some reason, she was enjoying it.

Y/N places her hair back, behind her shoulder, “so, Mr.Sully. How have you found it being here?”

“Ah, it’s been great actually. I’ve been managing to get a hold of it” he replies, his eyes looking into hers, before their trail down to her lips, along with his next words, “even though there’s a lot of other things I wish to hold of.”

Y/N wasn’t sure what he was implying, so she gave him a sweet smile with a nod, “well, enjoy yourself. I have to get back to my own marui.”

“You have your own?” Jake asks, slightly intrigued.

She nods, “because I am older, I was given my own. My mother already has my other five siblings to take care of.”

“Oh I see” he nods, “well, enjoy yourself.”

“You too, Mr.Sully” she turns around to walk away.

He watches her, as her hips sway from side to side, his mind full of inappropriate thoughts.

“Ma’Jake?” Neytiri calls out from inside the marui.

He turns around to her, “oh I was just seeing her off. Making sure that she gets home.”

Neytiri smiles and pats down next to her, before Jake comes to take a seat.

Next to her.

She gives Jake a kiss, as he kisses her back, with his eyes closed. His mind imagining things, of… Y/N?

Her chest. The way her breasts were round and full. Her waist being thin, perfect for him to have his lips on, and most importantly, her hips.

The way she swayed them, had him hypnotised.

“Gross, can you guys be romantic elsewhere!” Lo’ak shouts.

Hearing Lo’ak’s’ voice causes Jake to open his eyes once again moving away from Neytiri as he breaks the kiss.

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“Mmh, Ma’Jake” Neytiri moaned, as she was placed above him, the two of them out, far away from their marui.

Jake guided her up and down, as she rode him. But it was not satisfying enough for him.

He’s been at this, for a long time, with the same woman. It felt the same every time now, and Jake was pretty much getting bored of it.

Eventually, Neytiri came all over him, leaning herself over onto him, panting.

Jake grunted, pretending to cum himself, knowing it was too dark for her to see that he hadn’t.

She slowly gets off him, a smile on her face, as she goes to give him a kiss, “you feel so great every time.”

He puts a smile on, “as do you.”

As they’re making their way back, Jake notices Y/N outside her marui.

She was bent down, picking something off the ground, before she walked back in.

Jake feels his cock twitch in excitement.

He knew he wanted her. He knew this a while, every time that she’d been coming around to see his sons.

There was something about her, that had him intrigued. Wanting him to fill her up completely.

It made it more exciting, that he knew she was a virgin. It made him want her even more.

Jake and Neytiri both reach their marui.

“Are you not going to come in?” Neytiri asks.

Jake thinks for a moment.

And then comes up with an idea, to get away from her for a while.

“I just want to go out and wash up, before I wear a new loincloth” Jake says.

“Do you want me to come?” Neytiri asks.

“No, it’s fine. I can see you’re tired. And also, we shouldn’t leave the kids on their own for so long” Jake says.

She nods, “you’re right. Go. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Neytiri gives Jake a goodnight kiss before she walks in.

He turns around, walking towards Y/Ns’ marui, his cock itching for her touch.

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .

Y/N was sat in her marui, weaving away, as she was adding the finishing touches to her new loin cloth.

Her, Neteyam and Lo’ak had decided to get matching ones, for the bomb fire night.

Of course, Y/Ns’ would be styled a lot more feminine, but she weaved it with the same colour as the two boys.

As she was weaving, she hears footsteps outside her marui, causing her to look towards the entrance.

“Who is it?” She calls out.

Jake Sully pulls the curtains back, walking in.

“Oh, Mr.Sully?” Y/N was quite surprised, as she stood up, “what brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Hey, Y/N” he addressed her, “everything is great actually.”

“Oh? It is?” She looked at him, slightly nervous.

The way he was looking down at her.

Almost like he was.. hungry for her, the way his gaze was upon her.

“The truth is, what my wife was talking about, how you’ve been looking after my sons, she told you how much we appreciate it. I’m just here to, show you” Jake says.

“Oh. Mr.Sully, you don’t have to, really” Y/N smiles, “it is fine. Your kindness is all I need.”

“I think you deserve something more than my kindness. More of a.. touching reward” Jake says.

Y/N looked at him in shock, when she figures out what he might be referring to.

With the body language he was giving her, how he was getting closer to her, with a smile and lustfull eyes.

“Mr.Sully, are you perhaps.. drunk?” She asks him.

He shook his head no, “do I need to be drunk, to see just how.. beautiful you are.”

Jake Sully? Calling Y/N beautiful. God, did it make her head spin when she hears those words roll of his tongue. The exact way Lo’ak was attracted to Y/Ns’ mother, was the exact way that Y/N was attracted to Jake. She was less vocal about it, however there was no doubt she felt the same way.

Maybe even worse, with all the thoughts she’s had about him.

But in her mind, she knew it was wrong. He had kids.

A wife!

“Mr.Sully, this is.. this is wrong. You already have a wife” Y/N whispers.

“And right now, she’s asleep. At it is just the two of us” he replies seductively.

She could feel her pussy tingle. It was like all her wild fantasies were about to become true.

“And y-your kids? They’re my friends, I can’t do that to them” Y/N stuttered.

He chuckles, now reaching close enough to hold onto her chin, letting her look up at him properly, “listen to me, sevin. Are you going to deny that you want me? Even when I tell you, that I notice the way that you look at me?”

She gulps, before letting out her next words, “Mr.Sully, there is no doubt you are a good looking man. However, this is wrong. I can’t.”

Jake takes a couple of steps forward, reaching for Y/Ns’ wrist with his free hand, as he brings it forward towards him, placing the palm of her hand on his torso, “are you sure…?”

Her eyes wander downwards, as she looks at him grasping her wrist, guiding her hand downwards onto his buldge, placing the palm of her hand over his loincloth.

Jake then looks back up at her, finishing off his sentence, “.. that you don’t want this? This cock that is just.. twitching for you” he whispers.

She looks back up at him, her eyes full of innocence as she’s feeling his hard cock.

“But your family..?” She whispers, their faces getting closer.

Closer to the point where she could feel his breath on her lips.

“No one will know. It’ll be our secret” he whispers back.

Both of them looking into each others eyes, she could feel him pulling her in.

When suddenly, she crashed her lips onto his, not caring about all the consequences she was worried about, a couple of seconds ago.

He promised that no one will know. So that is all she needed to hear, to get here.

Jake kisses her back, the two of them kissing passionately, as their tongues circle around one another.

Her lips tasted so sweet, it turned him on even more.

He places his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him, their bodies pressed close together.

The two of them then begin to walk slowly, before her back hits the marui wall, making her let out a moan into his mouth, their lips almost glued together.

It was gentle to begin with, until Jake could feel himself get harder and harder by the second, until he could no longer take it.

Jake’s hands became rough on her, as he broke the kiss, kissing her in the corner of her lips, and then trailing down to her chin.

Her jaw.

Below her jaw.

And then the crook of her neck, where his lips almost swallowed her whole, when he couldn’t help but suck onto it.

Kiss it.

Nibble and bury his face deep into it.

“Mmh..” Y/N licked her lips before letting out a moan, her eyes lightly shutting as her head leaned back.

Jake’s fingers fiddle with the string of her loincloth, before he rips them off completely, causing her to gasp as he grunts into the crook of her neck.

One hand then rising up to the side of her neck that was bare, before his thumb travels up to her bottom lip.

He strokes it gently, feeling the vibration of her lip as she let out soft, moans.

Jake places his lips up towards his ear, “tongue out, baby” he whispers.

She obeys, and sticks her tongue out pathetically.

He smiles, seeing that she obeyed him quite quickly.

He places his thumb flat on her tongue, before whispering to her again, “suck my thumb” he instructs her.

Jake feels her close her mouth on his thumb.

He moves his head back to watch her, feeling her circle her tongue around his thumb, before she begins to move her head back and forth slowly, as she sucks onto his thumb.

He let out a stuttered gasp, before she looked up at him with her doe eyes.

Jake felt his heart pound, when she looked at him that way. It was a beautiful sight to see, and he enjoyed it very much.

“You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” He whispers to her.

She nods in response.

“Then you’ll have to suck my cock the same way” Jake whispers again, “can you do that for me?”

She nods, opening her mouth as his wet finger slide down her tongue.

“Yes, daddy” she responded, still giving him those innocent doe eyes.

Clearly seeing how turned on he was when she looked at him that way.

When she sounded that way.

She could see in his face, that it was turning him crazy. That is all she wanted to do.

Jake steps back a little, letting Y/N get onto her knees in front of him, sliding his loincloth down along.

His cock sprung out in front of her, the tip touching her head as her face was below it.

“What a lucky woman Neytiri is” Y/N thought to herself, as she admired the size of his cock.

She places one hand on his cock, but her hand was to small to fit all the way around his thick, long cock.

“It’s okay, baby. You can use your mouth” Jake strokes the back of her head gently as he looks down at her.

She looks up at him, sticking her tongue out once again, before she begins to slap his cock on her tongue.

Jake chuckles, “you’re so pathetic.. Eywa, it’s so fucking beautiful to see you like this.”

She lets out a giggle, before beginning to give the tip of his cock a couple of kisses. And then letting out her tongue, swirling her tongue around his mushroom tip.

“Fuck~” he let out in a chuckle, lifting his head up to the ceiling and back down to her face, “you’re such a tease.”

He pushes her head forward, his tongue moving in deeper, before she closes her eyes and begins to suck onto his dick properly.

She bops her head back and fourth slowly, hearing low grunts from Jake above her, as he keeps his hand behind her head.

As she continues, she begins to get the hang of it, as her pace fastens, her head bopping back and forth, faster than before.

“Argh, yessss~” Jake moans, before he places another hand behind her head, his fingers lightly brushing through his hair.

Until she wriggles her head, pushing his cock all the way forward to the back of her throat, pushing the tip of her nose on his torso.

She could feel herself gag, but takes it in, when she feels Jake’s grasp on her hair tighten, and sees the pleasure in his face, as his lips quiver.

Eventually, he releases his hands from her hair, as she moves it back slowly, releasing his cock out her mouth.

Y/N lets out a moan as she takes out his cock, letting it rest on her tongue, looking up at Jake.

She blinks at him repeatedly, watching as he almost becomes a different man.

Y/N was not sure what she did to him, but by Eywa, did it turn him into an animal.

He pulls her up, before placing his forearms under her thighs, lifting her up.

She yelps, placing her forearms onto his shoulders.

“I’m going to give you possibly one of the best rewards, baby. I promise you” he whispers.

She nods, not caring anymore about who he was.

“Please, give it to me” she replies.

He smiles warmly, hearing her plea.

“Cm’ere” he pulls her closer, positioning himself, his tip poking her entrance.

“It’ll hurt, baby” Jake says to her.

“I can handle it” Y/N replies, not wanting to disappoint him. But she was in fact, terrified.

He feels her body tense up, causing him to smile at her, leaning her gently against the wall, still having her held up.

Jake plants another kiss on her lips, getting her caught off guard.

He feels her juices dripping all over her, causing him to smile in between the kiss.

A smug smile, knowing that she was just as horny for him, as she was.

He pulls away from the kiss to look at her, “relax baby. I’ve got you.”

She nods, her body becoming less tense as her shoulders drop.

Y/N gives him a cute nod, before he pushes himself in, giving one light thrust.

Y/N let out a soft whimper, moving her body closer to Jake.

“Fuck, you’re so tight baby” Jake whispers, moving himself back slowly, before giving her another thrust.

“Mmhfuck~” she let out as a whisper, her lips being close to his ear.

“You’re going to be a good girl for me, Y/N?” He asks her.

She nods.

“Your words, sevin” Jake replies.

“Yes daddy” she whispers.

He chuckles, before he begins to thrust in and out of her, her wet juices making it a lot easier for him to thrust.

His hands grasps onto her ass cheeks, her thighs still resting on his forearms.

“Fuck, you smell so good” Jake whispers, leaning his nose into her ear.

“Better than your wife?” She asks teasingly.

He chuckles, “so much fucking better.”

She lets out a giggle, keeping him close to her as both her hands rested on the back of his neck, her head leaning on his shoulder as he’s pounding into her.

“You’re all mine. Eywa, I want you to be all mine” he grunts.

His pace quickens even more, making sure that every inch of his thick shaft goes inside her. Her walls squeeze tightly around his dick, milking it for all its worth.

His balls slap against her ass cheeks repeatedly, adding an extra layer of stimulation to both parties involved.

"Fuck yeah..." he whispers.

“Mmh, daddy” she moans back.

He continues to pound into her, walking at the same time before he lays her down on her back, himself hovering above her.

Jake places both her ankles over his shoulders, before he begins to bury himself deep inside her once again.

Giving it all to her, mercilessly.

Knowing that her tight pussy could take it. That she wouldn’t get tired a lot easier than his wife, which made it more exciting for him.

He places a kiss on her ankle, before pressing his hand down on her stomach, leaning herself closer to him, fucking her relentlessly.

Nonstop.

Both their moans gradually getting louder, not caring who heard, even if it were people from their families.

At this point, they could not give a care in the world, when everything just felt so amazing.

So good.

“Your cock feels so good” she moans, biting her bottom lip.

Her legs now shaking in the air, whilst he looked down on her, admiring her small body.

She looked so fragile. Yet she was taking it all.

“Taking this reward like a good girl~�� Jake moans.

She nods in response, not being able to speak with words.

Not when all the could do was moan.

Jake could see her boobs, moving up and down, but her top covered most of it, so he could only tell from watching her underboob.

Y/N notices his staring to her underboob and immediately pulls her top up for him, letting him see the full and bare.

She looks down at them, watching as they bounce.

He chuckles, before moving his lips to her nipple, his lips wrapping onto her nipple completely.

Sucking onto them.

Giving out little nibbles.

“Suck a good fucking girl” he moans into her breast, giving it one last suck.

He lifts himself back up, squeezing her breasts roughly and giving it a light slap, before he slams into her even harder and faster.

Jake grins at her as he keeps pounding. He can feel her body tensing up, indicating that she is nearing her climax.

“That's it baby, let it all out for daddy” He thrusts into her harder and faster, hitting bottom with every stroke.

Y/N begins to rub onto the top of her clit, as he’s pounding into her at the same time.

“Fuck!” She repeated three times, “daddy~! I’m going to cum!”

“Ah, yeah baby, come for daddy” He picks up the pace, grunting with each thrust as he feels her walls clamp down on his cock.

He feels the warmth of her juices dripping down his shaft, adding to the sensation.

When suddenly, her eyes roll back, as she let out a gasp. Her body letting out a shudder, as she feels herself release, all over Jake’s cock.

The images she had when she used to play with herself, had now become a reality.

He continues fucking her hard and fast, pushing himself closer to his own release. The sound of flesh slapping together fills the room along with her whimpers and cries of pleasure.

Jake takes her hands, pinning it above her head, as he looks down at her, seeing her boobs bounce up and down.

“Stick your tongue out for me baby” he says to her.

She sticks it out for him, and the sight of her that he was able to see, was appealing. He wished he could stay like this, buried inside her forever, as she looked at this like this.

The way her eye lids wanted to shut, but after every harsh thrust, her eyes were wide open once again.

The way she just looked like a pathetic whore, for his cock. Her loved it.

It was everything he wanted.

With one final push, he lets loose inside her tight little hole, filling it completely with hot sticky white cream. His breathing becomes heavy as he collapses onto top of her, panting heavily.

“You're such a good girl” he whispers to her.

Y/N feels herself heavily breathing along with him, the two of their naked bodies stuck together.

The sweat that both their bodies had made it a lot more sticker between the two of them.

“Thank you, for fucking me daddy” Y/N says to her.

He lifts his head up to look at her, “are you sure, this is your first time?”

She nods, “you are my first.”

And he planned to stay her only.

He kisses her softly on the forehead as he starts to pull out of her, enjoying the feeling of being stretched. He can feel the warm liquid dripping out of her, coating his shaft.

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let me know if you guys want a part 2!

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wc: 660 words

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You loved days with Jake, you really did. He was a good leader - strong and fearless, compassionate and patient, he made everyone feel secure and at ease, made everyone feel included and heard. You loved training with him, hearing him talk, watching him listen. You loved his demeanour and his wit, and how he sacrificed so much and lost a planet and a bond to his own kind in order to protect yours. He was a good mate - considerate and thoughtful, funny and giving, he made it his life purpose to make you happy, and you appreciated him every single minute of your life.

You loved days with Jake… but nights… Eywa, the nights were the best, and you had a perfect example as of why right now, laying sideways on the bed, your head pushed so far back, it was resting in the crook of his neck, drawn out moans and skin slapping together the only sounds you could hear in the quiet of the dead of night. You haven't slept through the night once since meeting Jake. How could you, when more often than not, after a thorough fucking, he loved to fall asleep with his cock still buried deep inside of you, loved for the feel of your tight cunt and smell of your scents mingled together to be the last thing on his mind before he passed out for the night... or at least for a few hours, until you inevitably woke up, needy and desperate once more, grinding on his half-hard length until he was rock hard once more, his body unable to resist you, even asleep as he was.

Now, here you were once more, three orgasms in, crying as he slipped in and out of you with ease, your cum and slick allowing him to bottom out in you, bulging up the skin of your lower abdomen. He loved to sneak his hand from your hip, where it was rested in order to pull you further down his length, and reach around and press on the spot, until you squirmed and whined, until the tears flowed freely down your face into your ears.

"You feel how deep in you I am, angel? That's daddy's cock pushing your pretty skin up, mm? You're taking it so well, aren't you? Always so good for me."

"D-daddy... pl-please!"

His words pushed you closer and closer to the orgasm you knew would take you out for the night, the intensity of the last couple of hours taking a toll on your mind, until you were just a mess of words and incoherent babbles, drunk of his cock and the soft kisses he was peppering on the back of your neck. You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.

"What do you need, baby? Need daddy to let you come on his cock?"

His thrusts sharpened momentarily as he was hitting the spot that made you see stars and cry out in unadulterated ecstasy, until you were sure the whole clan could hear how well the Olo'eyktan's mate was getting fucked night after night. Right now, you couldn't find it in you to care.

"There you go, baby girl. Come for daddy so he can fill you up, mm?"

The promise of being marked by him, of his cum dripping out of you and down your thighs for days to come was enough to push you over the edge, and you came, making a mess of the mat, that needed to be changed daily anyhow, as you squirted all over him, gushes of warm liquid mixing with his own, and, spent and filled to the brim as you were, you allowed him to pull you closer and whisper sweet nothings in your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

"Daddy loves you, sweet girl."

You knew, and yet, you couldn't wait until tomorrow night, when he'd more than willingly prove it to you again.

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song rec while reading: i see who you are - instrumental (björk)

• lying in each other's arms, sat not too far from the communal bonfire; you could see friends and family all around you from the secluded spot you were in

• most of the children were asleep at this late hour, but some gently sleeping babies and their mothers sat around the hearth, sharing stories with their sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers

• the dark of night contrasted with the warmth and yellowish hues from the burning embers, smiles and sleeping faces, alongside quiet laughs and chatter echoed off of the inner cave walls

• you'd felt especially restless all day, the only thought tiding you through the chores and work being this moment; sat with your head to jake's chest, nuzzled up into his neck; your face was turned ever so slightly to the side, taking in the sight before you

• usually the urge to fly, jump and run was enough to keep you distracted from this, but today the still of the little hours of the night with the steady beat of jake's heart was enough to remind you: this was home, and so was he

• the seed of hope in making it permanent had been developing as you immersed and integrated yourself more and more into the na'vi culture; your shared bond with jake only strengthening, and the yearning to share your love in new and more meaningful ways grew in your mind and heart

• looking out to the circle of na'vi huddled close together, sharing songs and stories, your eyes naturally inclined to those expecting; some mothers were yet to have their children of course, younger in stature and skin tone, their bellies swollen and full, usually their mates by their side; the sight made your heart flutter, and a small smile grace your features

• jake noticed this, of course; you'd been much quieter than usual, although the way your body relaxed into him intimated that this quiet was of no alarm - he'a merely been glancing down every so often to your form, curled up in his arms as he traced patterns on your hips and upper thighs

• your expression of an almost warm-hearted wistfulness caught him off-guard, though; usually you were asleep by now, breaths deeper and body heavier in his arms. this time your eyes were cast to the group sat about the fire nearby, your lips briefly pursing in thought only to grow back into a small smile

• using his index and middle fingers, jake ever so gently lifted your face up to his by your chin, taking in your softened sleepy features, whispering a quiet "...what's on your mind, babygirl?"

• sitting up a little further, you wrapped your arms around either side of his neck, lightly stroking the soft braid, brushing any stray hairs away from his face, behind his ears; jake's arms snaked their way around your waist, his eyes flicking up and down your form in curiosity

• you'd then proceeded to express what filled your thoughts; being human and working at the base in pandora, the probability of having any children was low. but your life was so different now; even your body was made of completely different components - all that was you was your mind, and whatever you wanted it to be was now up to you; unconstrained by human rules and physical limits

• at your words, jake made sure to listen closely; his earnest little tail flicks and swivelled ears making sure to pay attention, as you continued to express how you felt the increasing urge to have a family; and how the prospect of being pregnant was especially appealing to you

• the idea of being so claimed by someone, in such an intimate way; enough to change your whole body once more, not only for your baby, but for your mate. giving him a family, and the mutual respect and love that such a shared act represents, it made your heart swell

• jake's gently widened eyes and small open-mouthed smile only affirmed your words, giving you the confidence to continue, almost whispering your confession, "..i just...i want to have that with you, if you wanted it too...i don't have it in me to fight something so instinctual...i'd have your babies, i want them...with you."

• as you subtly began to gyrate your hips into his now slowly hardening length, jake's expression only deepened as he nodded along to you; your words almost washing over him and sending him into a trance. you wanted children, and to mother, and best of all..with him. you wanted his children

• paired with your now growing arousal, and lightly rocking your form against his, he could tell that this captivated you in more ways than one. his mind shifting from a place of pride and sentimentality, to that of lust and an intimate kind of eroticism at your proposed prospect

• he'd have no quarrel with fucking you deep, watching as you swell full with his child; jake sighed out at the thought, "ah, i see..must mean you want a daddy too, huh. a daddy and his babygirl, mmhm?", your now more desperate grinds only increased the heat between you, the proximity beginning to rile the both of you up

• "..yes..but really..w'na be a mama.." you'd let out, eyes flickering back and forth between his emerald orbs and the ground; your flustered form couldn't be masked even by the enthusiasm you showed at the idea of starting a family

• letting out a feigned-innocent hum of approval, jake nuzzled his face closer to yours, understanding what you really meant - maybe the family was in the future, but your current state: pussy wet, pupils dilated, hips circling hard into his cock, was more interested in the prospect of making the babies, rather than rearing them

• "..ahh, ok..so my babygirl wants to be a mommy, and wants mommy and daddy to make babies, am i right?..protect their family..take care of each other?..well shit, sweetheart", he'd keen, already knowing the answer through your eager nods, the little high-pitched whine that escaped your lips, and your eyebrows contorting in weakly hidden arousal

• jake was fully on board with this idea of course, but took great satisfaction in watching your squirms of pleasure at the fantasy; sliding a hand down to your cloth-covered entrance, he moved the material to the side, sliding in his swollen cock; there'd usually be more foreplay, but feeling how much of your juices were already dripping from you, he took little more time in riling you up

• making sure to be out of direct sight from those at the fire, he gently scooted both of you deeper into the shadowed corner of the cave; once fully-sheathed inside your clenching, wet pussy, jake began to gently pump in and out of you;

• hips bucking rhythmically into you, your hips matching his speed as you rode him in equal fervor; in between desperate chesty groans, jake continued to gasp out, "..ffuck..you w-want a baby, sweetheart? i'll give it to you, i'll give it...ah-ah, fffuck..",

• "so t-tight for me..must've really wanted this, hm?..mommy wants daddy's seed, deep inside, right? m'gonna fuck it nice and deep for you babygirl, don't worry..sh-shit..", as his hips pushed deeper into you, his head leaned back on the cold stone wall, eyes clasped shut from the way your pussy constricted around his pulsing length

• all the while your hushed moans echoed in his ears, as you wantonly nodded to his lustful words; knowing just how much you wanted his babies, he was going to make damn sure you got them.

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[honey-on-your-tongue]

human!reader calling jake daddy everywhere😫😳

JAKE IS JUST SO DADDY OMFGGG

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“Daddy.”

The first time you said it, Jake paused. You called him Daddy. And the things that did to him.

He hadn't slept that first night, his hand fisted around his thick cock as he replayed the way you'd said that word over and over again. He groaned at the mere thought of what you'd look like riding his cock, your pretty eyes wet with tears of pleasure, the word Daddy leaving you in moans as he fucked you dumb...

He'd encouraged you to use the nickname. So now you do just that. All. The. Time.

“Daddy,” you say as Jake walks around the lab, playing with a few of the chem kits, “pass me that jar.”

You motion to a jar full of some kind of plant and he grabs it. He walks to you, holding the item out to you. But just as you're about to reach for it, he raises it above your head. Way above.

You pout a little, giving him a look. “Daddy,” you whine in complaint. “I need the samples.”

“You didn't say please, baby,” he teases, grinning as his hand trails down your spine. “Ask nicely.”

“Please, give me the jar,” you say, staring up at him.

He grins, leaning towards you. He kisses your forehead softly, your scent invading his senses. He hands you the jar, his heart fluttering as you smile softly.

While you turn to your work, he moves to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Daddy,” you say softly, giggling as you lean back into his embrace.

It's a sweet moment at first. But it's quick to transform.

Jake is obsessed with you. With how much smaller you are, how strong he is compared to you. How you're everything that reminds him of Earth while also being part of his new life. The sensation of you in his arms, this pretty little thing he can toss around so easily, always turns him on.

He thinks about grabbing you and just bending you over the lab table you're working on, but he knows your research is important to you.

So, he asks, “Does this need to be timed?”

“What? This?” You hold up the vial where you're measuring one component or another.

“Yeah,” he says, kissing your cheek gently.

“No. Why do you ask?”

“Because...,” he whispers, moving a little so his hardening cock presses against your back. Your breath hitches, he hears it.

He can't wait to hear you cry out his name.

His hands move down to your hips, gently massaging your delicate skin. “Is that a yes, baby?” he asks lowly.

You turn around to face him, those big doe eyes so fucking pretty...

You nod. “Yes, Daddy.”

You—sweet, young, tiny little thing—are giving him permission to do whatever he wants to you. And he won't waste the opportunity.

He grins. “That's my good babygirl.”

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[fluloa]

BABY DADDY JAKE AND LIKE THEY HAVENT EVEN OFFICIALLY MATED FOR LIFE YET BUT HAVE A WHOLE ASS NEWBORN

why is this idea so cute to me??? i have no idea why but slay

You and Jake weren’t really a couple at the start. Sure, you had your moments. Like sometimes, he’d bring you a cute little bundle of flowers, or a new anklet and shit like that. But it was never serious, never really a relationship.

The first time he met you was during a hunting festival, with crystal beads in your hair and a mischievous glimmer in your eyes that he couldn’t help but be drawn to. He had a bit too much to drink, and it seemed as if you did too.

He walked up to you, trying to hide the intense nerve that shock his system because you were really fucking pretty. You were dancing carelessly, arms flowing out and he taps one of them, immediately cringing at the unplanned move.

You turn, the beads in your hair rattling against the base of your neck as you look up at him with curiosity.

“Hey,” he mumbles, crackling a tiny smirk that covers the immense panic he feels.

You blink, smiling a little as you look him up and down. “Hello.”

“You, uh,” Jake clears his throat. “You’re really pretty, and uh… would you wanna dance?”

God, he seems like a complete douchebag. But you like it, or seem to at least by the way your smile widens. You simply nod, turning yourself completely to him and placing the palms of your hands on his shoulders, and he watches you do it with wide eyes. He notices the way your head gently tilts, before you grab one of his hands, directing it to your hip. “You place here.”

He nods, flicking his gaze quickly to the other dancing pairs to see what they’re doing as he attempts to copy. You find it cute.

“I feel how tense your fingers are.” You comment, and his gaze snaps right back to you. His ears twitch down, airplane mode for a millisecond before they’re back up laying against his black hair.

“You can?”

“Mm,” you hum. “Relax.”

He tries to do what you say, breathing in through his chest and relaxing his hand sat against your hip but it’s hard, because he can’t help but feel the way the perky bone of your hip sticks out to his fingers and how smooth your skin is.

“Relax,” you repeat, letting a breathy giggle fall from your lips at his obvious lack of ability to do such a simple action. When his fingers finally slow and rest lazily on your skin, you smile. “For Toruk Makto, you are quite humble.”

You know completely what to do through the music, starting your hands at the base of his stomach before dragging them up to his neck and making your palms meet. “Take your hand off my hip,” you mumble. You spread your hands out across his chest, following out the length of his arms before finally meeting his hands, threading your fingers through his fingers and bringing them up and above both your heads.

You’re looking at your conjoined hands, but he’s looking at you. When you bring them down, you catch his gaze, and you’re taken slightly aback by the intensity caught in it. You slow your hands, staring at him as your mouth gently agapes.

Sprawled out on the green grass, Jake leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck as he enters you with drunken feverishly motions, groans slipping from his throat. Your legs curl around his torso, encouraging him to strive deeper into your cunt and kiss deeper at your skin. Your hands sprawl out across the map of his toned back, blunt nails catching onto his blue skin and creating tiny dinted scratches.

“Oh, my girl,” he breathes out. “Nice and warm. So— holy, so nice and warm.”

You mewl, digging your heels into the lower pinch of his back, “Jake, oh, Jake.” Your voice cracks into a edgy whine when he strengthens the pace of his cock, driving in and out of you fluently.

Breathing ragged and uneasy as you slump together, tangling in each other as you bask in the after moments of sex. Your tails curl together, wrap around each other and you sigh. Jake presses a gentle kiss at your forehead, rubbing his thumb on the fat of your thigh.

It was like that for a long time. Constant banter and flirting until you both gave in and ravaged each other, banging it out like there was no tomorrow. But you weren’t a couple, hadn’t taken it to the next step to connect your tsaheylos because why rush when you both can just be comfortable in an fun, open sex friends-with-benefits sort of deal? You were both fine with it, and there wasn’t anything that could change that.

But then came the random little pains and spikes in your belly, the nausea that sometimes grew when you ate, the increasing aching tender of your breasts.

You chew on your lip hard, praying to Eywa herself that it isn’t what you think it was.

The Tsahik tells you otherwise, and within seconds of her fingers grazing the skin over your belly, she nods. “Yes.”

“Yes what?” you rush.

“Silence, child. If you let me speak, I shall tell you.” Mo’at snaps. You nod violently, lips sealed close as you wait anxiously for her next sentence. “Eywa has blessed you with a gift,” she flats her palm on your stomach, unable to hide the gentle smile that stretches on her wrinkled face. “You are with child.”

You gulp, a mix of emotions running through you all at once. You slide your hand next to hers, feathering at your belly and feeling the soft skin there that’ll probably be decorated with stretch marks.

It’s nerv-wracking when you see Jake next, and he’s already got that giddy grin on his face as he strides to you. “Hey,” he murmurs, scooping an arm around your waist and pulling you into the warmth of his torso. He lands a sly kiss to your jawline, and you’ve got the feeling he wants to get straight into it today.

“Jake,” you say.

“Hm?” he mutters, gliding the hot of his tongue on the area just below your jawline. His fingers snake to your loincloth, toying with the lace that holds it together.

“Jake,” you repeat, voice sterner this time and that’s when he knows to back off, brow twitching up.

“What?”

“I have to tell you something,” you utter. He blinks blindly at you. “It’s serious.”

“Okay,” he returns, not without confusion wrapped in his tone. You breathe in, attempting to calm your nerves before you’re blurting it out all in one go.

“I’m pregnant, Jake. I have your baby,” you blurt. He stares at you, face unreadable and you take it as a sign to keep on rambling, but then he places a palm on your belly with his eyes set on the movement.

He lets a breathy chuckle leave his mouth, lets a grin stretch out onto his wide lips. “You do?”

You’re surprised to say the least to his reaction. “Yes—“ your sentence halts to a stop when Jake kisses you, palming a hand on your warm cheek and you sigh onto his lips.

“That’s…” he laughs again, “That’s amazing.” He looks up at you, pupils dilating. “You’re amazing.”

He grabs your face with both hands and kisses you again, this time harder. You’re being smushed from his grip and you giggle at his hyper, letting yourself melt into his warmth.

The more your belly grew, the more your actual relationship with Jake grew. It just happened. Naturally. The man’s protectiveness grew as well, even though you could never really get him to fully admit it.

Placing a hand on your belly, leaning his head to you as he tsks. “My girl, stay in rest.”

“Jake, just because I am with child does not mean I am helpless. I am still apart of this clan, and I am still able to serve it,” you fight against him, brushing his hand off of your body and reaching for your bow. He snatches the bow just as your fingers gaze the handle, and he hangs it above his head. You try swooping it out from him but he raises it higher, smirking as you huff in frustration.

“Pretty helpless right now.” He quips, unable to fight his shit-eating grin as he watches you try to reach your bow with your waving arm. You end up huffing and puffing, placing a hand on your stomach as you give up. You suddenly groan in pain, and Jake’s smug expression drops, immediately dropping his arm to place a concerned hand on your shoulder.

You snatch the bow from his now lowered arm, rushing it to hide behind you and press at your back as you laugh mischievously. Jake snaps his head to your face, frowning until he can’t help but let a small smirk break past his facade. “Not dumb, though.”

When you’re at the final trimester, you’re big, and heavy. Your feet are puffed up and your back twitches in pain every single time you move a muscle. It’s torture. And to add onto it, your self esteem is at your lowest.

Crying on Jake’s shoulder as he rubs your back with his big fingers, nose sniffly as you weep. “Ijustdon’tunderstandwhyyyy— huAp,” a loud hiccup slips from you. “IfeelsosoarallofthetiiiiiimemybreastshurtconstantlyweirdstuffcomesoutofmewhydoesEywahatemesooo…”

He gives reassuring kisses to your forehead, eyes closed with a faint, tired smile tugged on his lips as he coos, “It’s alright, my yuey.”

You certainly do not feel beautiful.

“Got that babymama glow.” Jake adds, mumbling as he gives another smooch to your forehead. He receives a defeated whimper in response, your body curling in his form as his arm wrapped around your form tightens around you.

When the baby comes, it fucking comes. You’re screaming at the top of your lungs as you clench at Jake’s hand with a bone-crushing grip. Healers swarm around you like bees, holding your legs, stomach, and every patch of your body except for your head, which Jake holds with his second hand.

Jake licks at his lips. “You’re doing great, sweetie—”

“Shut the fuck up, Jake!”

“Yep, ok.”

With one final push, the baby’s out. One of the healer’s holds the baby in her arms, a hint of a smile on her face as she hands your child into your arms. Warm tears rim around your eyes as you hold your new born baby, leaning against Jake’s body as he rubs at your back. You’re able to feel his chest tremble, and when you look up to him, there’s a tear striding down his cheek. With what energy you have, you scoop your arm around his neck, bringing his head down with your head as you give him a kiss to the cheek.

He returns it with a kiss to your forehead, yet unable to take his eyes off of his baby in your arms. “My Syaté,” you whisper lovingly. Syay meaning fate, a definition tied faintly in with blessing. Her nose sniffles and twitches, tiny eyebrows crinkling before she begins to cry. Jake can’t even seem to get care, as he holds the chubby cheek of his new babygirl and he can’t help but feel a new spring of fresh tears corrupt his face.

Jake barely leaves you and the baby. He says that he must protect his family, that it’s a bigger priority than doing anything else. But you’re not sure if that’s just a big fat excuse for him to hold her for hours. Laying in his lap, as he swipes a hand over her little head and feeling the thin, small fuzz of hair on it. With you at his side, singing to her as you stroke her cheek with a soft thumb.

The fire in front of you crackles, as the night’s cool air breezes on your backs. She coos out a gurgled giggle in reply.

Sometimes, Jake’ll just have Syaté in his arms as you fall in a much needed sleep, just staring at her face because he’s still stunned at the fact that in his arms, this is his child. It boggles him. He didn’t even think he’d ever find someone to love him, let alone carry his baby. But here you are, sleeping beside his leg peacefully and your face just looks so pretty and calm that it makes him want to cry.

Holding up his baby as the people surround him in circles, swaying side to side as you watch in awe. The new child of the people’s Olo’eyktan. Jake gently holds her up, the light from the sky shining on her small body and her legs squirming a little. “Syaté!”

“Syaté,” they repeat, echoing amongst the forest and you smile, teeth shining through your lips.

Connecting her tsaheylu to the many branches of the Tree Of Souls, connecting her to Eywa. Jake can see the way her eyes light up, can see the way her lips widen in a giggly manner.

The first time taking Syaté to have a bath in the river. Jake insists that he holds her on the way, and you grin, dashing through the forest because it’s the most freedom you’ve had in a long time.

Once getting there, you both gently get into the river, as Jake cradles Syaté in his arms. He holds her above the water until you give him the signal to lower her. The water swims at her feet, goes in between her little toes and she makes a noise at the feeling of it. He shifts his hand in a cup-like form, ripping it over his baby’s head gently. Slowly, he lowers her down into the river. You laugh gently at the way she screws up her face. “I know, babygirl. It’s a bit cold,” Jake chuckles.

She awkwardly blinks away the water that drops into her eyes, dripping at her black eyelashes and Jake wipes it away with his thumb before she could whine about it. Jake then shifts his eyes to you whisking through the stream, hair wet and following you as it flows weightless amongst the water. You end your swim in front of him, sneakily dipping your head over and blowing raspberries on Syaté’s chubby belly. She giggles immediately, the sound pure music to Jake’s ears.

Jake goes to give a million kisses to her cheek, nuzzling his nose in her skin as she ropes out rounds of uncontainable laughter. You start to laugh as well, and Jake can’t help but laugh, too.

Once back from the river, you sit in the open gap between Jake’s legs, Syaté a sleepy mess in warm your arms. She sucks at your breast with a new born baby hunger, even going as far to push a tiny hand on it to give her more. You rub at her tummy with the soft of your palm, mumbling your songcord. The fire in front of you is warm and orange, illuminating against the blue of your skin and creating a glowy atmosphere. Jake sighs through his nose, sliding a hand up and down your thigh as his legs fold under yours.

The heart beating in his chest is full, and he can’t name anywhere he would rather be. He rakes a few fingers through your hair, landing a gentle kiss to the back of your neck as contentment fills in his body, his mind brewing with the sense to protect. To protect his new-found family.

#baby daddy jake makes my heart full #BRBRBBRBRBR #screaming and crying rn #literally #it’s just sooouddghshsdhhs #avatar the way of water #jake sully x reader #jake sully #jake sully imagine #jake sully smut #dilf jake sully #james cameron avatar #avatar 2 #avatar 2 jake sully #fluloa’s requests #jake sully imagines #avatar jake sully #jake sully x reader smut #avatar x reader #pregnant reader #baby daddy jake sully

[cherrypickedxx]

why is my tongue blue??

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[jakexneytiri]

the exact moment jake realized he’s a girl dad

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[teyamsatan]

𝔏𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔦𝔫' 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔞 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔧𝔬𝔟

dilf!jake x f!reader

wc: 2.5k words

warnings: 18+ minors DNI (I MEAN IT), pwp, smut (praise kink through the fucking roof, bondage, p in v, fingering, oral - f and m receiving, age gap, dacryphilia, daddy kink, choking, pet names, overstimulation, semi-public sex, spanking, anal play, toy use, slight degradation kink, multiple orgasms, cockwarming), mentions of blood/spit, strong language, this list is endless wtf

a/n: once more it is clear that i ain't seeing the pearly white gates of heaven anytime soon, but outside of that, i dedicate this fic to lys' coochie

also pls do yourself a favour and listen to russ - nasty while u read this ok enjoy xo

I know everyone wants a pretty girl like you You look so good when you put me inside you Listen, there ain't nothin' like that moan when the tip's in Good God, look at you, you're doin' such a good job

"you're gonna be a good girl for daddy, right?"

you have to admit to yourself that when you started being trained under the tutelage of the toruk makto, the mighty olo'eyktan of the omaticaya, this isn't at all how you envisioned it going - but at this exact moment, limbs spread widely and tied up to the pillars of his tent, a blindfold covering your eyes and heightening all your other senses, his raspy, soft voice filling your ears while his hands are massaging the plush skin of your inner thighs, you can't find it in you to care.

"i need words, baby girl."

"y-yes, daddy. i'll be g-good, i promise."

"that's my girl."

"you look so good like this, kid. so, so good."

his hands trail gently over your body in barely-there touches, that set every inch of your body on fire, alight with anticipation and ache, desperate for more, needy for the pleasure you knew he was going to provide. it doesn't matter how many times you've found yourself like this, sprawled naked in his tent, contorted in whatever position he deemed appropriate at any one time, it would always be as intense as the first time - he wouldn't have it any other way.

when he reaches your breasts, his hand stalls, capturing a nub in between his thumb and index, no longer just a fluttering whisper of a caress but a pressured twisted unwieldy grip that makes a moan escape your parted lips and you hear his low chuckle, the most beautiful sound you've ever heard, second only to the uninhibited groan that he he can't help but exhale whenever you milk his cock dry.

"you have the prettiest tits i've ever seen, baby. perfect, just like the rest of you."

you feel the tingling in your extremities from the way the ropes tug at your wrists and ankles, but it's nothing compared to the throbbing in your core as his hand finds your throat and squeezes, as you feel the air getting knocked out of you, as the darkness no longer just envelopes your sight but the whole of you, as his cock, hard and unclothed, teases your entrance with a uncontrolled twitch, and the feel of it makes you squirm, pulling on your restraints in order to bring your legs together, to no avail.

Jake lets go of your neck with a dissatisfied tsk. You gasp when his canines sink into your lower lips and bite until it hurts and you feel the rusty taste of blood inundating your mouth. His tongue swipes the excess fluid before he kisses you, roughly and carelessly and you love it, love the feel of his mouth on yours, of his hands on your throat, love nothing more than being just daddy's little girl.

"if you want to get fucked tonight, kid, you have to be good, remember?"

"but d-daddy... i need you... i need to s-see you, i n-need your...cock, please, daddy!"

you couldn't help the way your voice was breaking and words stuttered as his unrelenting teasing made the throbbing sensations and ache to be filled reach torturous heights, or the way tears pricked painfully at your eyes as you couldn't stand not seeing him, not being able to tell what he'll do next, not being able to move your thighs to ease some of the discomfort.

"shh, princess... you have to trust daddy, mm? you know daddy will take care of his little girl."

you're sure the mewl you let out as he slips two fingers in your dripping cunt would be heard in the whole village and you knew he loved it - he loved when you screamed, and yelled, loved when you had to walk through the forest marked and bruised for everyone to see, loved when his cum was dripping down your thighs and how your scent was forever permeated by his own, so nobody could ever question who you belonged to.

his fingers were skilled and deliberate as they moved inside of you, curling on a spongy part that made you shut your eyes tightly and allow the tears to finally fall down your contorted face, his thumb drawing shapes on your clit, that was now red and swollen, desperate for more pressure.

"more, daddy, i need more!" the sobs stir something inside Jake, balls heavy and itching to spill their load inside you, but not yet. you weren't ready yet.

"why're you crying, kid? you need to be stuffed with daddy's cock so badly?"

asking questions he already knew the answers to seemed pointless and unnecessary, but he needed to hear you say it, or moan it, or mumble it - needed to see you, crying and helpless, just a little doll who needs someone to show you what you deserve, what you can take. you'd be wasted on a scrub your own age, who would never know how to handle you, who would never know what to do with you. you needed a man, and he was more than happy to fill that role for you, and... anything else that needed it.

the reality is better than any fantasy his mind could have concocted as you nod aggressively, breasts bouncing as you pull once more on the harness that's starting to hurt your wrists just enough that to walk the line between pleasure and pain.

"soon, baby. you're not ready for it yet. need to stretch this little pussy before you can take me, you know this."

his pace increases as his long digits slip in and out of you, as his lips find your clit and suck on it, as his tongue laps at the juices that you couldn't help coat his face and fingers with, and you feel every ounce of power and self slip away from your grasp, slowly but surely becoming just a tangled mess of feeling, chaotic and overpowering, no thoughts outside of how much you wanted this, how much you needed him, how much this man had a tight hold on every facet of your being and you happily gave it up, knowing there's no better feeling then being wholly owned.

"that's it, come for daddy."

it pushes you over the edge, the purr of his voice and the vibrations they release on your folds, and you come, loudly and uninhibitedly, shaking as your orgasm washes over you in intense waves of pleasure that go on and on, as his tongue and fingers stretch you, until you're so overstimulated you find your tears once more, your screams dwindling into whines you couldn't help release.

"i know, princess. doing so well for me. doing so well for daddy."

"open your mouth."

as always, when it came to jake sully, you obeyed without question. his fingers find their way down your throat and you immediately close your lips around them, swirling your tongue around and in between them, sucking them dry the way you would his cock, that you couldn't wait choke on later tonight. you loved the taste of your own cum on him, and so you cleaned his fingers thoroughly before he pulled them out and wrapped them around the blindfold that was covering your eyes.

"such a good girl. now i want you to watch as daddy fills you with his cock."

it felt sometimes you spent more times like this than not, overwhelmingly full, shaking in earth-shattering pleasure, this time on all fours, this time with a human contraption you have never imagined would ever exist, but not only it did, it was stuffed in you to the brim, sending waves of vibrations throughout your entire body, while jake watched intently, circling you so he can see you come undone from every angle.

"you like that, huh? 'course you do, kid. my baby's just a little slut, just wants her holes filled, don't you?"

you couldn't find it in you to answer, not when the little machine shook you to the core, not when you couldn't decide what was taking precedence in your mind: the sensations that were so powerful they were making patches appear in your vision, the sight of Jake's hands tightly wrapped around his cock, pumping himself vigorously while he watched you fall apart in front of him, or the worries that someone will definitely see and hear you, be it as you were, just barely covered by shrubbery, in a place that Na'vi frequented way too often - almost in view, just how he liked it.

"answer me, princess."

you nod quietly, trying to stifle the moans as his palm makes contact with the plush of your ass, the slap loud enough to attract attention if anybody were to be close, and your orgasm comes sharply into focus, so close you can taste it, and you knew that when it came, it would be enough to bring you to your knees, something he seems to have accounted for. when he increases the intensity with the little remote he had in between his fingers, you lower yourself until your face makes contact with your extended arm. before you know it, you bite down on the skin as hard as you can, canines drawing blood at the way you were trying to be quiet - anything to minimise the chance of being caught. it all becomes too much to handle when he spreads your ass and spits on it, lubricating you enough to push two fingers in your tight hole, and you cry out a muffled cry when you come, convulsing as you ride out your high, as you squirt all over the vibrator, gushes of liquid dripping down your thighs.

he pulls out of you and circles you once more, until he's facing you, and you can barely see straight, crying from being overstimulated, unable to distinguish pain from pleasure, as the toy still moves inside of your abused cunt, unrelenting and too intense.

his hand wraps around your hair, tugging on it til the bite marks were all that was left of your mouth on your forearm, and you look at him through your eyelashes, trying not to get distracted by how his cock was slapping on your cheek.

"sweet girl, if you want something to keep you from making sounds, i have something so much better than an arm. now, be a good girl and let daddy fuck this pretty mouth, how's that sound?"

you smile a sheepish smile, cunt clenching around the vibrator once more, as jake strokes his thick cock, the sweet precum falling over your lips and chin, and you don't waste a drop, swiping your tongue over your lower lip to catch all of it, moaning at the taste.

"open y'r mouth for me, kid."

jake is gentle as he slowly enters you, letting you adjust to his thick girth that presses on the roof of your mouth, your tongue flat against the underside of his length, loving the feel of every vein and memorising every curve and indentation as he slides further in, gagging as his tip tickles the back of your throat. saliva coats his cock and spills down his balls, and you want to protest slightly, when it feels like you can't breathe anymore, when the tears push past your glossy eyes and down your cheeks, until his words remind you who's in charge, and that, while he is, obeying means pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.

"relax, baby girl." his thumb traces your under eye, gathering the salty drops before they can stain your perfect face. "relax for daddy. breathe through your nose. there you go, princess. just like that."

you mewl, able to fit even more of him in you, and the sound reverberates through his length and you watch as he pushes his head back, a thin layer of sweat barely visible on his beautiful face, scarred from years of fights and battle, some of which happened when you were just a baby, an ever-present reminder of the differences between you, that you not only didn't mind, but were what drew you to him in the first place. jake is strong, and capable. he is mighty and revered. he knows you, knows what you want, what you need. he knows your mind needs quieting, and to be devoid of thoughts and worries, and while you were in his presence, he was more than happy to empty that pretty little head of yours and fill your body with his cum instead.

"f-fuck, that's right. good girl. taking daddy's cock so well, mm? my best girl."

his hand finds the top of your head as he pets you, soft caresses enough to spur you on, and you suck on his length enthusiastically, focusing on the tip whenever he pulls out before thrusting himself back in, using your mouth like a toy to get himself off. the groans he makes are low and unrestrained and it sends bouts of electricity throughout your whole body. you did this to him. you were bringing this great man to the edge of his self-control, and that thought alone was enough to heighten all the sensations given by the machine still vibrating in your soaked cunt and his cock stuffed down your throat, and when you come again, he does, too, and you make sure to swallow everything he gives you, watching as he pulls out, still stroking himself so some of his warm, sticky cum paints your face, just the way he likes it.

"you look so pretty like this, kid. red eyes, rosy cheeks, swollen lips, face covered in my cum. perfect for me, aren't you? daddy's little slut."

nights, when jake slips into your tent after everyone's asleep, are filled with slower, gentler, quiet times, where his big body cages you in, his arms draped across your sides, his large hands caressing your breasts and abdomen, and you feel safe in him, in his comforting presence and his sensual, praising words. you go to sleep with his cock deep in you, the way you wish to spend every minute of your every day. you can't help the way you stir in your sleep, desire building up in you from the feel of his length dragging along your walls as you move, from how his breath fans across the nape of your neck, sending tingles down your spine. you let out a soft mewl as you start grinding on him, unsure whether you want him to wake up or not, unable to come to a decision before his hoarse voice startles you.

"you're gonna kill an old man like me, kid. fucked you dumb 'til you passed out and you still need more?"

his fingers dig into your hips, pushing you back on his length until he bottoms out in you, and you yelp, the sensation overwhelming.

"go ahead, then. daddy wants to see you fuck yourself on his cock."

you smile and oblige. no matter how life would ever change for you, you knew you'd be alright, because he would always be here to take care of you and you'd always be daddy's little girl.

happy daddy jake's day and i hope you enjoyed my little present, besties 🫶🏻

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[tojisun]

i adore you

jake sully x fem na’vi reader

!! smut - minors dni; daddy kink (central plot point); breeding kink; size kink; hinted age gap; possessive jake; dumbification but only if you squint

: jake’s the one with daddy kink in this teehee (happy father’s day king); an indulgent fic mostly tbh - it’s the daddy issues, i swear; jake’s older than reader but his attitude is kinda leaning more to how he is in a1 than in atwow; hope you guys would love it <33; title is from salvatore - lana // 2.8k words

you hold back from sighing again, curbing your rising annoyance as you try to be patient, waiting for jake to just tell you what’s bothering him. he’s been lost in his thoughts for a long time now, his fingers pausing from fixing the harness of his ikran, the new leather that you pieced up for him lay untouched on his lap. you almost hiss at him, wanting to know what you can do to help but how could you offer him any support if he’s being tight-lipped?

you return to stitching up your tewng, your ears pressed on your hair as a sign of your agitation, as you cover the tears with the other parts of the same cut of leather that jake would eventually incorporate into his saddle. you can faintly hear your tail thrashing behind you, no doubt announcing your ire, but jake is still so distracted by whatever is coiling in his mind and he does not seem to notice your tense silence.

you are reaching the last of your knot, your tongue ready to hiss a question to him, when jake completely drops his saddle and turns his big body to face you.

“sweetheart?” he starts, sounding so unsure with his small voice. your tail stops flicking, the irritation instantly being replaced by worry at seeing jake’s eyes furrowed with so much nervousness.

mirroring him, you let go of your tewng to face him. seeing your empty hands, jake doesn’t waste any time to pick you up from where you sat to drop you on his lap. he holds onto your waist, his palm warm on your sides and his thumb ghosting patterns on the edges of your belly. you giggle at the touch, breaking the tension, and you feel jake’s shoulders relax now that you are in his arms.

he has always been so tactile, so clingy with his affection. at first you thought it was because of his fear of being stranded in an alien world, but after many nights spent with his bigger body curled around your back, you learned that it is just the way he is.

it is unfathomable: the toruk makto being so clingy, unable to sleep unless you are in his embrace with your head pillowed by his arms. who would’ve known that the mighty warrior could be so adorable?

“ma’jake?” you ask when he remains quiet. “is there something wrong?”

he shakes his head, smiling at you softly. “nothing is, baby.”

he licks his lips, tilting his head to the side like he is mulling over what to say next. you remain quiet as you loosely loop your arms around his shoulders, waiting, watching, knowing that when jake is like this he wouldn’t hide pretend that nothing is plaguing his mind.

“i was jus’ wonderin’ about somethin’.” his voice is gruff and low, almost like a breath to be shared in the small space between you two. “it’s been- i’ve always wanted- but it’s embarassin’ and-”

you cut him off by cupping his cheeks, urging him to look at your eyes again. “ma’jake, you have nothing to be shy about with me.”

you watch the way his eyes dilate, the ambers almost disappearing into thin rings, at every word that falls off your lips. before you could even marvel at the change, you feel the way he nods, the movement soft and fluid, and your lips tug up in a smile. jake smiles back at you before he pitches forward and plants a fleeting kiss on your lips.

“when we mate, there’s something i want you to call me by,” he murmurs onto your lips when he pulled back just far enough to break the kiss, while keeping the grazing touches between your bodies.

“what’s it?” you ask just as breathily, feeling the change of mood as jake’s hands begin to slide down from your waist to find purchase on the swell of your hips.

“well, i’d love it if you call me ‘daddy’, baby girl,” jake replies, his voice tilting into a half-suppressed groan at the middle of his sentence, sending goosebumps to rise across the expanse of your dewy skin.

you gasp, rearing your head back to look at jake’s eyes. his forehead is creased again in worry, his lips pinched, but then you see his eyes. jake has always been so expressive with his eyes, always so honest with whatever he feels. and as you gaze into them, you see the way his suppressed desire is coiled around his worry. because while he is worried that you would reject his plea, you can see that something about being called daddy scratches the primal itch in him.

“ma’sempu?” you ask, hesitant, wondering if that is what he meant.

jake’s jaw falls, his cheeks burning bright. “oh god no! well, i guess yeah? but no, sweetheart, not that.”

choked laughter causes his shoulders to shake and you pout, not really following what is going on anymore. jake sees your pout and coos, one of his hands leaving your hip to pinch your cheeks.

“the term is from earth. only a sky people thing, i’m sure – well, i’m really not too interested in finding out if there is daddy kink amongst the na’vi.”

your nose scrunches at hearing another unusual word, but you do not ask him what it means, choosing to remain quiet so jake can keep talking.

“‘daddy’ does not always refer to your birth father. it sometimes refers to a man who’s older than you, but not really? either way, it’s meant to be an acknowledgement of their capabilities as a protector and a provider.” he rolls his shoulders, then, “a good lover.”

you blink at him, your cheeks tingling, wondering if he even knew what he’s saying. what he’s presenting.

“sweetheart?” jake calls, his fingers tapping your sides, feeling anxious when you continued to remain silent, keeping your thoughts to yourself.

“oh, ma’jake,” you finally whisper, your eyes trailing across his face, memorizing every mark on his face, cataloguing every freckle, every line.

you thank eywa for truly blessing you with toruk makto – the protector. the provider. your good lover.

you smile to yourself, quiet giggles creeping from your throat as you snuggle up to him. you hear him hum as his arms wrap around you, feeling him rest his chin on top of your head.

you sigh at his touch, purring at the warmth surrounding you, and knowing that you can no longer prolong your silence, you whisper, with reverence tinging your voice, “you are my daddy.”

jake stiffens from underneath you, his back tensing at your tantalizing whisper. you peek over his shoulder upon hearing a muted thumping, and warmth explodes in your chest when you see his tail happily swaying behind him.

“i am?” he croaks, his voice wavering with the intensity of his emotions.

you click your tongue gently, embarrassment and pride battling together within you.

he pulls back to gaze at your eyes. “baby, i am?” jake repeats.

you roll your eyes at him, thumping your fist on his chest softly. “yes, ma’jake. you are.”

you barely finished uttering your reply when jake swoops in and kisses you deeply, his head angled to the side to perfectly slot his lips against yours. you hum into the kiss, your chest fluttering as jake’s hands trail across the expanse of your back, his fingers warm in their kneading. you shiver at the intensity of his kisses, of his embrace.

———

you stifle a choked moan on the back of your palms, losing your vision for a quick moment, when you finally feel jake’s tswin connecting with yours.

“fuck!” you hear jake curse on top of you, his hands falling on either side of your face to steady himself when the rush of your pleasure tangles with his.

you peel your eyes open, wanting to see jake, and your heart stutters when his eyes are already on you.

“daddy,” you whisper readily, the name falling from your lips naturally.

jake shivers, his heavy cock pulsing from where it’s been rubbing along your belly, the head of it weeping, smearing his seed across a small expanse of your skin.

“yawne,” jake replies, his face contorted as pleasure raises along the tsaheylu between you two once again. “baby, y’r so beautiful. so precious.”

you whimper when he finally pulls himself up to kneel between your legs. “no!” you cry, not wanting to miss the connection, but jake just shushes you, moving slowly as to reassure you that he isn’t leaving. that he’s got something more for you.

and he’s right. you watch as one of his hands wrap around his cock, his thumb rubbing along his leaking slit, and your skin tingles when he hisses in pleasure. you watch the way he loses himself in his touch, his hands moving along his length to scratch the itch.

“no!” you whine again, slapping at his clenched fist. jake blinks his eyes open and turns to you, a croon already vibrating from the base of his throat.

“sorry yawne,” he murmurs as he bends down and runs his lips along your neck, his nose tickling your heightened glands. “daddy’s gon’ fuck you now, okay?”

you nod, quiet in your anticipation even when your body is trembling hard, your wet core pulsing with need.

jake guides the head of his cock to your cunt, rubbing it along your folds. you keen, your toes curling as muted pleasure explodes in the pit of your stomach – it is both so good, yet never truly enough.

“daddy, please!” you whimper, unable to keep up with his continuous teasing.

“where do you want daddy’s cock, baby girl?” jake murmurs, his na’vi dissipating as he slips into english again.

you want to sob at how unfair he’s being, using your weakness for his demon language to play with you like this. your ears flatten on your head, a hiss building at the base of your throat, but it vanished when jake’s cock dips further into your folds, teasing your opening.

“c’mon, kid, it’s not a hard question,” jake continues, his eyes locked onto your face, watching the way your eyes dilate in frustration and in desire.

you gasp when jake pulls his cock away from your weeping cunt to tap the head of it directly onto your nub. a frustrated cry is ripped out of you when jake does it again, and you want to punch your mate for his playful cruelty.

“in me, daddy!” you finally managed to utter, taking your eyes away from his heavy cock to meet his gaze, begging him to stop with the teasing and to claim you already.

jake proudly smiles at you, showing off his fangs to the point that his eyes crinkle. “good girl,” he murmurs then he is pushing his cock in.

“ma’jake!” you squeal, your back arching off the mat at the explosion of pleasure that came with being filled up.

you didn’t realize that you were scratching his back, your blunt nails making welts along his skin, until jake’s murmurs from somewhere above you broke through the overwhelming pleasure: “easy, baby. watch y’r nails.”

you stare up at him dumbly, not understanding anything past the pleasure, your dazed eyes rolling back into your skull as jake keeps pounding into you.

you hear jake laughing and you weakly punch at his shoulder, your lips parting for a grumbled complaint, when jake’s thumb finds your tiny nub and rubs it gently, purposefully.

“daddy, too mu-!” your voice breaks for a drawled moan when jake rubs at your nub again, matching the pace of his thumb with his hips, the dual pleasure leaving you breathless.

your cunt squeezes his cock, trying to draw him even deeper in you, hoping he would keep you stuffed and full and swollen with his seed. in your heightened ecstasy, you forgot that you’ve made tsaheylu with jake; that jake can feel your desire.

“oh?” jake asks as he stops moving, leaving his cock throbbing inside your walls. “is that what you’d want, baby? to be bred by me?”

you gasp, the frustration of having been edged bleeding out at being caught. you look at him, shy all of a sudden, but jake is smiling, looking at you so sweetly. so eagerly.

“is that what you want, sweetheart?” he asks again, his voice rough and deep, rumbling in a way that shows that he is still holding back. he lifts one of his hands from your hip to press down on your belly, careful but also insistent. “want to feel me here?”

you are aching with so much desire but the reminder of how big jake truly is, how far into you he could really reach, has you panting, your cunt clenching at his cock again. it makes jake chuckle, his laugh coming out as wheezing, as his eyes furrow to savour the feeling of your plush walls warming him.

“fuck, baby, you do, don’t you?” he sounds in awe, like he couldn’t believe just how much you want him.

“i do, ma’jake,” you hum, tracing your fingers along his arm, his wrist, before placing your smaller hand on top of his from where it still rests on your belly. “wanna feel you here.”

“shit,” is all he says before he is taking your hand away from your stomach to tangle his fingers with yours and pinning them beside your head.

then, he is pulling out, the slide of it gentle, and just when you thought that he’d tease you again, jake slams his cock back in you. fast, hard, deep.

you scream, your eyes going blind for a moment at the sudden engulfing pleasure racing along your nerves.

jake is going fast, no more teasing words or drawn out foreplay, as he descends into his primal instincts, evoked by the need to pleasure his mate. to fill you up just like you wished.

good mate, you think, too bleary to voice out your praises for your beloved. daddy, my good lover.

jake chokes, his hips stuttering a little bit, and you feel his emotions through the tsaheylu: desire, need, ecstasy. but also: love, love, love.

“yawne,” he murmurs, his voice a wreck. “i love you, baby.”

you sob, nodding at him, your toes curling when you feel your pleasure building. rising.

“i love you, daddy!” you reply, writhing when jake hits so deep in you again.

stuttered ah-ah-ahs leave your lips constantly, not knowing what else to say. what else to feel.

jake is everywhere: his scent is in your head, his bigger body folding over you, his warmth surrounding you whole. his cock is heavy and thick and long inside you, stretching your walls to reach your sensitive parts like he is claiming you all over again.

“daddy, ‘m close!” you whimper as you grip his hand.

“yeah, baby, me too,” jake whispers, draping his body over you to rest his forehead on yours. “cum with me, okay, baby girl?”

you nod, hitched whines not letting up enough for you to string words to respond to him. you feel jake smile, his lips so close to yours, and you tip your head up to graze a kiss over them. he groans as he sinks into a deeper kiss, his teeth quickly nipping your bottom lip when you gasped at another deep thrust.

he lets go of your hand to rub your nub again, coaxing your orgasm to tip over. you squeal, your back arching off the mat, going dizzy as the pleasure heightens, overwhelming your every sense until you are reduced to being putty in jake’s hold.

“ma’jake, ‘m cumming! ‘m cummi-!” you scream, your cunt clamping down on jake’s cock, your whole body trembling at the intensity of your orgasm.

“yawne!” you hear jake growl, his head burrowing on the juncture of your neck, before he is burying himself all the way in you.

you hiccup, hissing at the warm gush of your mate’s seed, feeling delirious at the feeling of being stuffed; he is filling you up, going through with his promise.

jake kisses your neck, pressing incomprehensible murmurs to your skin, and his chest vibrates with every deep breath. you embrace him, your shorter arms resting on his sweaty back, as you feel yourself sinking into exhaustion. the thrum of pleasure and satiation chases the ache of your sore muscles, and you giggle softly when jake’s kisses turn into teasing nips, his fangs tickling your sensitive skin.

“my perfect girl,” jake mutters almost to himself, pride vibrant in his tone. “mine.”

“yours,” you echo, huffing when jake nips you again.

“s’right, baby. all mine.”

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‿୨♡ Ｄａｄｄｙ＇ｓ Ｌｉｔｔｌｅ Ｐｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ ♡୧‿

Warnings/ content:// p in v, daddy kink, age gap, pregnancy kink, heats, fingering, oral - female receiving, pet names, slight orgasm denial, queue pulling

Characters:// Jake x Na’vi reader

Word count // 1,785

You have always been daddy’s little princess. Covered in cum and and sweat, with slick wetness pooling down from between your thick thighs, you were the sight of pure pretty perfection in his eyes.

Even more so, when he imagined you swollen with his child, belly full and rounded. Fuck, he wanted to see you pregnant more than anything in this world.

Unfortunately, between your numerous duties as the teacher and mentor of future hunters and warriors and his duties as the olo’eyktan of the clan, neither of you have had the time to just sit and talk over the possibility of a future baby. And he wasn’t one to do as he pleased when it came to your body in the long run.

So you both waited, dancing around your heats, staying apart until the last of the effects had subsided and you were in the safe zone again.

He always made it up to you; fucking you dumb all night long for multiple nights straight afterwards, but it was getting to be almost not worth it.

Your heats were horrible, hazy but full of fucking yourself with your own fingers buried knuckle-deep inside of your pussy while thinking about your daddy and how much better he could fill you.

Choking on sobs, covered in sweat, you trembled on your mat, thighs spread apart while fingers bobbed in and out of your heat, squelches sounding as your fingers moved within your soaked cunt. And all you could do was yearn for daddy, wishing he’d come and help you.

Your ears perked to the sound of footsteps, your fingers halting in their thrusts, and you wait, body trembling on the mat, tail slowly slipping back and forth on your bedding.

“Kid? I know we agreed to wait till after yer heats and everythin’…. But I-“

He didn’t even get the chance to finish before you were pulling him into your alcove, pressing your lips tightly against his, hands sliding up to wrap around his shoulders while you began to grind your cunt against his clothed cock.

“Daddy,” you whine out, panting softly at the friction you’re giving yourself and, judging by the growing stiffness against your wet folds, Jake’s just barely keeping himself restrained.

“If you do this, we’ll have a baby coming. Are you sure you wanna do this?”

His voice is paper-thin, stiff and a little jostled.

“Wanna have your baby, daddy. Please?”

“You’d look pretty with daddy’s baby, yeah? My pretty little princess, full with my baby.”

His voice was soft, gentle purr, his fingers sliding down to cup your ass, digging in to the soft flesh of your cheeks to leave little crescent shape moons in your skin.

You can’t speak, too focused on the firey-hot heat burning in your core as his breath ghosted your neck, sending shivers down your spine. His fingers grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Answer me,” he growled out softly and you nod.

“Y-yes, daddy.”

He didn't waste anymore time, pressing you flat against the mat beneath you, his body wedged in between your thighs, palms planted on either side of your head. His lips met yours, crashing into a heated kiss full of desire and love, sending sparks of heat spiraling down your body, adding to the mounting heat in your body.

At some point between laying you down and climbing on top, he’d discarded his loincloth, his cock resting against your bare belly as he kissed you, and you slid your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his thick girth, bobbing your hand up and down, pulling soft moans from his mouth.

“Fuck, baby girl. H-hold on,” he panted, reaching down and removing your hand, causing you to whine out in frustration.

“Watch it,” he warned, throwing you a sharp look. “Don’t be a brat.”

He knew you couldn’t help it, knew that you were just so eager to have him in you, judgement clouded by your heat and sexual desires, but you were still expected to behave. And you’d have to if you were going to get what you wanted.

Jake sat back, taking in your flushed appearance, skin prickling with sweat, eyes lidded with desire and mouth open as you panted softly. Your legs were spread wide, folds glistening with slick, and your thighs were already sticky with your own fluids.

“Jesus, princess. Lookin’ so good, aren’t you? Daddy’s gonna fuck you so good, isn’t he?” he murmured and you nod eagerly, like a bobble-head toy, bouncing around excitedly.

“Good girl.”

He dropped down between your thighs, tongue flicking out to lick up the sweet juices soaking your heat, and you jump, moaning softly at the sudden jolt of pleasure spiking through you.

“D-daddy,” you groan out, whining and gasping as his tongue slips in between your folds, lapping at your pussy, savoring the flavor of yours, his fingers coming down to rub shapes into your clit. All you could do was hold on for the ride, wriggling and moaning, gasping out cuss words and pleas for “more”.

As you felt your orgasm approaching, he pulled his face back, lips covered in your slick, and switched places with his fingers, latching onto your clit, tongue swirling around the nub as his fingers thrusted into you, providing a better stretch than what your own could do. He could feel your walls twitching around his fingers, a sign of your approaching orgasm, and that seemed to fuel his efforts further, thrusting and sucking mixing into a delicious mixture that sent you quickly over the edge of your climax, crying out as your back arched.

His fingers continued to thrust into you as you rode out the waves of intense ecstasy, leaving you a panting mess on the floor, but it was pretty clear by the way he moved around, pale blue mushroom-shaped head of his dick slipping in between your soaked folds, that he wasn’t done with you yet.

“Ready, baby girl?” he murmured softly, gaze flicking up to meet yours, and you nod, swallowing back the lump that had woven its way into the middle of your throat. With a hand on his dick to guide himself, he slid into your “properly prepared” warmth, sinking in until his waist met the backs of your thighs, buried deep inside of you.

He groaned softly as your walls squeezed around him, taking him in eagerly. The feeling of his thick girth, stretching you to delicious lengths, feeling him move inside of you, before dragging it out slowly, you can’t help but whine at the loss as he slid out, your legs wrapping around his hips to pull him back in.

He swatted your thigh sharply, startling you out of your pleasure-filled haze, his golden orbs meeting yours with a warning. In response, you pucker your lip, tears stinging in the corner of your eyes.

“Fine. You wanna be a brat? Then be a brat,” he grunted as he pulled out, flipping you over onto your stomach, face pressed into the woven mat beneath you. He plunged back into you without a warning, sending sparks of electricity through your body, your toes curling as he settled into a fast, sharp pace, pounding you into the ground. You could barely think, could barely make a sound, gasping and crying out as his tip slammed against your g-spot repeatedly, no mercy for your body within sight. Not that you wanted any mercy.

You could already feel the orgasm building up inside of you again, like a coil in your belly, tightening and tensing up, preparing to snap, but then Jake stopped, buried deep inside of your weeping cunt, his hand grabbing your queue and pulling it to force your head up, neck arching uncomfortably.

“No. Wait until after I’ve cummed. You’ve been a naughty girl,” he hissed softly into your ear as he pulled himself closer to your face, forcing himself deeper inside of you. You whine out, frustration building up inside of you. You open your mouth to protest but the words were immediately stolen away as he went back to pounding you into the ground, hand still wrapped tightly around your queue, holding your head back.

His fingers squeezed your ass, digging his nails into the plump skin, before wrapping around the base of your tail, pulling on it as he moved.

You listen, feeling the breath punched out of you with each thrust, as he grunted softly, the snap of his hips against your ass so hard and loud that you’re sure you won’t be able to sit for the next couple days.

You could feel him dragging inside of you, the coil in your heat burning so hot, tightening up so hard that you’re sure you’ll break if you keep denying your own orgasm.

“P-please, d-daddy,” you sob out, pain and pleasure mixing into your body as you struggled against your own desires.

“Please, what?” he grunted, too focused on the way you wrapped around his cock, taking him in so deliciously.

“N-n-need to cum, daddy. Please?”

“No.”

You could feel yourself fall apart at that word, wiggling and struggling underneath him as you do your best to be a good girl for him. He wanted you to be a mess. He wanted you to turn into a moaning, groaning pile beneath his body. And he was getting what he wanted. His hand moved from your ass, sliding down along your hip to dip in, fingers once again falling to your clit. Another jolt of pleasure and he couldn’t stop the moan as you tightened even more around him.

“Fuck, baby girl. I am never missing one of your heats again.”

His rhythm is becoming jostled, erratic, and you know from experience that it was only a matter of time before he hit his own orgasm. So you do your best to help, leaning your hips back to meet his thrusts, cheek pressed to the mat after he’d released his hold on the long braid of your hair.

Jake lets out a soft groan before slamming into you again, both of you cumming at the same time. He moves slowly, riding out his orgasm as your walls squeeze around him, milking him for his cum.

“Jesus. That was… I don’t think we’ve ever had sex this good before,” he grunted softly, pulling out and guiding you down on the mat, curling around you gently, cradling you close.

“You know daddy loves you, right?”

His voice is soft now, just as gentle as the fingers that brush your braided hair out of your face so that he can see you better. You nod, smiling softly at him.

“Yeah. Daddy’s little princess.”

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