#Jakesully headcanons

[rosyjn]

dilf!jake spanking you.. smut warning mdni!

for @pandoraslxna’s kinktober prompt 04!

warnings: ROUGH spanking, crying, a little aftercare, mean Jake, and all consensual ofc.

“You’ve been bad, real bad. Lay down,” he spits, pushing you over his lap. He sits on your cot, legs spread wide apart. You whine, making a “hmph” noise as you position yourself, spread over his lap with your ass up towards him. Your face lays sideways, one cheek resting against Jake’s strong thigh. He slowly unties your loincloth, pushing it aside. He kneads the flesh on your butt agonizingly slow, before slapping it roughly.

“Ow!” you yelp at the sudden pain, squirming away.

“Hold still,” he murmurs, firmly holding you in place. You have no choice but to lay there and take it. You grab onto the mattress when he spanks you a second time, and then a third. You kick your feet but he takes care of that, pinching the back of your thigh. You feel the skin on your butt turn tingly, hot, and sensitive. Jake admires the way blood rushes to the sight, changing the color of where he struck you. He gives you a break, rubbing your ass softly.

“Please..” you meekly squeal.

“A few more, y’gonna take a few more and then you’re done,” he coos. You nod and jump at the next few hits. They’re hard and rough, but you take it. You take it well, even though there are warm tears rolling out of your eyes onto Jake’s leg. He spanks you again and again. You squeal with each one, your breath growing shaky and erratic. He doesn’t stop, relieving all his stress and anger on your ass. The sound of nonrhythmic slapping and whining mixes in with the faint echo of Pandoran forest creatures. Every time you sniffle, you smell the clean nighttime air, which contrasts with the filthy feeling of being spanked.

“How many more?” you sob, gripping the mattress as he continues to spank you and watch your body shake with every strike. You pant, trying to regulate your breathing.

“Few more,” he mutters.

“How many?!” you really begin to sob at this point. You go completely limp, and any tension that was in your body releases itself. You just desperately cry into his leg. He stops and sighs as you pathetically bawl into his thigh, your body trembling.

“It was that bad, huh?” he grumbles, noticing the way you flinch when he reaches out to grab your waist.

“Y-yes..” you stutter. He shakes his head.

“C’mere,” he grunts as he pulls your crying form into his arms and leans back on the cot, letting you curl up and lay down in his embrace. “Shh,” he strokes your hair and pats your back.

really short sorry!

[angriel]

Eywa's Chance: Found out Pt. 1

Warning: Widowed! Jake Sully, Warrior! Reader, Sexual Themes (will put signs), Angst, Absolutely Ass Writing, 17+, Violence, War, Chaos, Peace. Skypeople reader, Jake x Reader

This happens after Jake's Consciousness transfer.

Jake walks towards to the Tree of Souls where he always spend his sleepless nights, he's always so desperate to come here so he could finally reunite with his mate Neytiri. Ever since the 1st war of the Na'vi and the sky people everyone has lost so many including their Home Tree, they have relocated into the High Camp to avoid the RDA and keeping his people safe.

But every night he can't seem to make himself not go to this place, he always longed for Neytiri's presence. He quickly grabbed his Tsaheylu and as he made a connection with the Tree of Souls he closed his eyes. And there she was standing waiting to greet Jake, and when he saw her he prayed that Eywa will bring her back with him but he knew it was impossible.

Oel Ngati Kameie Ma Jake Neytiri Greeted him, he returned it and immediately hugged her. Neytiri didn't return the hug and he became confused. "Why are you not hugging back? Is it because you didn't miss me?" Jake smirked and playfully asked Neytiri, but nothing could prepare him for what she would say to him.

"Ma Jake, I think it's time" Neytiri said with a straight and serious face. Jake's ears lowered down as his tail lightly swung to the side, he's confused and thought what Neytiri said.

"Baby, what do you mean?" Jake Whispered, Neytiri shook her head and breaks the hug, she took his hand and hold it on her 4 fingered ones. "You need to let me go, find someone new and Rebuild our home." Neytiri said with sadness evident in her voice.

Jake knew that it is Neytiri's dying wish was for Jake to lead the people to safety, rebuild their home & find a new mate to build a family. "Babygirl we've talked about this. You're my only mate, my one and only" Jake Firmly said while staring at Neytiri's eyes.

"No! You must find someone! Ma hu Eywa salew tirea, (My Spirit Goes with Eywa) But your body goes with the people" Neytiri Argued, Jake remained silent as Neytiri turned so that she couldn't see his face.

"Go! Don't come back but please don't forget me" Neytiri said as she disappeared. Jake cried as he disconnected his Tsaheylu on the strand of the Tree of Souls. He Whistled for his Ikran and almost immediately it was in front of him. He mounted it and fly towards the High Camp as the sun rises.

"(Y/N)! Don't you dare do it!" said a voice from a transmitter, (Y/N) just scoffed to the command of a certain someone, the commander was not happy at her actions. She's a marine that was one of the few that were chosen to be in this program, this was never in her plan but when she saw how ruthless they killed the animals and the natives of this world she began to think twice and eventually leading her to betray her own kind.

"Do you feel proud? betraying your own kind?" the commander asked mockingly, "regardless of where you are, we will still find you, you can not escape our grasps" this was the last stretch she has heard from that transmitter before she took it off and threw it somewhere in the pandoran forest.

She never really cared about her own kind all she wanted to be is to be one of the people to be one of the Na'vi. she cannot deny that her own kind is greedy, and is willing to destroy everything just to achieve something that they have wanted and that is humanity. no matter who and what is on their way they are willing to destroy it.

(Y/n) is grateful that she has raised millions just to get an avatar body, stories of pandora always inspire her. to the point that she began thinking that she was born in the wrong body and she was born in the wrong kind, she can not comprehend why humans like to destroy something and that is one of the main factors why she feels like she is in the wrong world.

Thankfully she managed to sneak out a link pod and managed to hid it in the forest, she has spent many months on discovering a new place where the other avatars or the sky people hasn't discovered yet. she ran through the forest and expertly avoiding the obstacles that is in her way. you can not blame her for doing this she has tried to explain that destroying the tree of souls where the holiest and sacred place of the Na'vis will only kill the planet and its habitants.

But the narrow-minded humans doesn't understand the way eywa is connected through all, and it wasn't surprising humans have killed their mother nature back on earth and now they are seeking refuge in this world. only to repeat the history itself by killing Eywa.

After hours of running she has finally reached the link that she has hidden in the forest. she was certain that no one will find her and her dirty little secret, she went inside and laid down her avatar body at the huge bed she's been making the past few months and then proceeds to log out of the link pod.

She stared at her avatar body and proceeds to prepare herself a meal. She wonders how will she survive in this wilderness with only 9 months of food and water ration with her, she sighs as she picks up a book with for the language of Na'vi's as it is her dream to see and talk with a Native Na'vi. But she knew better, she knew that once a Native Na'vi sees here she will immediately die as they have a certain hatred to the sky people.

She kept reading and reading for hours quickly absorbing the content of the material in front of her until she feels her eyes need a break. She headed to the Link Pod again and logged her Avatar in, her consciousness regaining on her avatar self, she sat up and leaved the chambers. She gathered the materials to make a bow and a spear, and she worked for the bow.

After 30 minutes she finished it, admiring her work with the bow she's getting ready to make the spear when she felt a presence in her surroundings.

"Are you certain it's a single dreamwalker?" Jake asks Norm, he nodded "Yes, there has been 3 same reports on it and all of them was reported in a day" Norm confirmed and stared at Jake.

"Those Fuckers Ain't gonna give up on us don't they?" Jake bitterly spat those words out. Norm just remained silent and just left with Max. Jake felt his blood boiled as the memory of losing Neytiri and the home tree began to replay in his mind, he clicked his tongue from behind his teeth then whistled for his ikran. It flew down on him and he mounted it and then began to fly.

He put his hand on the Transmitter on his neck to contact Norm and said "Where did they spot this Dreamwalker?" and almost immediately he got the response that sent a shiver down his spine. "Near The Tree of Souls". He commanded his ikran to fly fast towards the direction of the sacred place of his people.

After a minute of flying he sees The Tree of Souls and noticed a chamber a few miles from it. He made his ikran land in the Tree of Souls and silently made his way to the familiar chambers he saw earlier, after a while of silent walking and jumping he finally reached the chamber.

He saw a dreamwalker, an avatar dressed with the sky people's clothes. He saw the imposter admiring her Self-Made Bow while smiling. He silently made his way on her back when he saw her ears twitched and he immediately jumped on her and locked her body while holding a knife on her neck. He breathed as he placed his lips on her ears and whispered

"Found you Bitch."

Part 2 is out now!

Eywa's Chance: Deja Vu? Pt.2

[cutiedi3]

Idea of a date

Pairing: Jake Sully, Miles Quaritch, Neytiri, Tsu’tey, Tonowari x reader

Tags: Fluff, established relationship, cuddles

* A/N: Thought I’d start posting again on here! Lemme know if you have a request <3

* JAKE SULLY

* He loves to just hangout. He’d do anything for the two of you to have a moment of silence.

* He’d cuddle you for hours talking about sweet nothings.

* Not before making sure you were properly fed first if course.

* He’d make a meal for the two of you to eat and make sure you were full and would offer to get more food if you weren’t.

* Then he’d grab a woven blanket and you two would cuddled underneath the star. His large frame would be your pillow and he would stroke your hair.

* And if you fell asleep first he’d carry you to the hut to sleep.

* If he fell asleep first you’d both be sleeping outside tonight.

* MILES QUARITCH

* His idea of a date would be training. He just loves to train and stay in shape.

* And he especially enjoys testing the limits of his new body.

* He also likes to train you. He likes to check your stance and if you do well you receive a kiss.

* After a long day of your trying date he’d spend the night pampering you.

* He likes you to know he loves you.

* He’d make sure your comfortable and would message any sure mussels.

* NEYTIRI

* Her ideal date is flying on her Ikran together. She likes to have your arms wrapped around her waist so she prefers you ride with her.

* She enjoys giving you small tours on places around pandora even if you’ve grown up there your whole life.

* She would make sure to stop at the hidden gems.

* Grabbing beautiful flowers to put into your hair.

* She also had you both stop at a stream to get a drink but you always end up swimming together.

* TSU’TEY

* For him it’d be hiding his pa’li.

* He loves to talk you on slow rides as you cuddled him.

* He holds your arms with one of his as the other holds on to his pa’li.

* He likes night riding the most because everything lights up and so does your freckles.

* He gives you ripe fruits and flowers as gifts along the ride.

* TONOWARI

* He loves to do swimming with you.

* Deep dives are his favorite.

* He loves to guide you long the waves and hold your hand.

* He’ll take you to their memory tree as well and shows you his memories and memories he loves.

* He also grabs pretty shells and gives them to you.

* He’d even put them in a necklace for you

[rosyjn]

Can I request Jake fucking the kids baby siter?

(Neytiri is like death because in this house we hate cheating)

alr alr 🙏

warnings: tsaheylu, creampie, legal age gap

Smut warning ⛔️!! MDNI

“C’mere,” Jake coos. Eclipse has passed already, you put the kids to sleep hours ago. You peek into their tent, watching all 4 of them sleep. A snore leaves Lo’ak’s mouth, but none of them budge. The sky is dark, the bioluminescence and moons of Pandora illuminate it dimly. The blue and purple lights cast nightly shadows across the village. Jake leans against a tree, watching you check on his children.

“Coming-“ You nod, scurrying over to him. The ground momentarily lights up with your footsteps.

“Y’know how much ya do for me?” he lowly chuckles, rubbing his head. “I dunno what I’d do without ya,” his leg moves a little, and the muscles in his thighs flex for a second.

“Oh, it’s- really no problem, sir,” you assure him, lowering your head in respect. The beads in your hair make little clinking noises as some strands swoop in front of your face.

“Walk with me,” he makes a gesture with his hand and turns towards the forest, his head still facing you. You quickly hasten to him, getting next to him as your steps align. He’s so much bigger, taller, and stronger than you. The jungle of Pandora is your favorite. At night, it’s even more beautiful. In fact, you don’t know how this little coincidence happened- being alone with the mighty Olo’eyktan in the most beautiful spot. “You’ve got no clue how much I owe ya,” he croons, looking at the ground as you two wander deeper into the forest, walking on a hunting path.

“I promise, it’s nothing-“ you laugh, momentarily stopping as Jake spots a fallen log in the distance. It’s wrapped in glowing, purple vines that connect to the rest of the vegetation. He grabs your hand and you jump for a second, and he leads you off the path. His grip on you is tight- almost hurting you.

“What are you doing?” you ask, eyes dilating and ears perking up. He almost melts at the way you look at him, it’s adorable. He jumps over to the log, sitting on it. His legs are spread wide and he still holds your hand. You stand in front of him, watching him gaze up at you.

“Sit,” he says. You move to the side, turning your body to place it on the log. Jake suddenly grabs your hips and manhandles them. “No, not there. On me,” he demands. The sudden change of demeanor scares you into submission. You immediately plop your ass down onto his thick thigh, your knees knocking together in the space between his legs.

“Gotta tell you..“ his voice grows soft again, after he sees how nervous you are. “..I think ‘bout ya all the time. The way you…” he pauses, losing himself in thought.

“Mr. Sully, I-“ your cheeks change color with embarrassment. “This isn’t appropriate, sir” you tell him, standing up off of his lap.

“Sit back down,” he immediately grabs you again, roughly adjusting your body to sit back in his lap, forcing you to straddle him. You gasp, feeling his warm, muscled body against yours. Somehow, the friction through your loincloth activates something. Maybe it was the way he grabbed you, or the way he looked at you. Whatever it was, your heat enters the picture. You feel like there are butterflies in your stomach- in the most arousing way possible. “Call me Jake,” he says.

“Yes, Jake,” you reply.

“What I was saying is, you’re so fuckin’ good at what ya do. Takin care of my kids,” his hand slides up and down your body, making you shudder. “You look good doin’ it too,” he remarks. “So responsible, so pretty, so smart..” he continues, moving a strand of hair out of your face. He has never been this close to you, and he’s watching your face and body closely, to absorb every little detail that he never got the opportunity to see.

“Jake..” you whisper, pressing your face against his. He warmly accepts it, surprised that you’re reciprocating.

“C’mon, you’re killin’ me,” he groans, blood rushing to his cock faster and faster. “Please, tell me I can do it,” his hand grabs your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh.

“Do what?,” your back arches at the feeling of him.

“You know what,” he holds your body close to his with one hand, reaching for his queue with the other. You pull your face away for a second. You remain straddled around him as the tendrils of his kuru eagerly wiggle. You nod, reaching for your braid and holding it up to him. “Ready?” he asks.

“Yes,” you’re stuck in the lust. But now, you’re mating with Toruk Makto, the legendary war hero. He desperately connects your queue to his, and the sensation makes you whimper a little. An electric feeling shoots through your body, and you grab onto his shoulders desperately. Jake lowers his head, his breath hitching with pleasure. You immediately reach down for his loincloth, overcome with arousal.

“That’s it,” he growls, watching you untie his loincloth and push it away. His cock springs out at you: hard and hot. His lips press against yours, his tongue roughly invading your mouth. You kiss him back hungrily. You continue making out with him, your wet cunt soaking through your garment. Jake pushes the fabric of your loincloth to the side, discreetly moving you. He tries to position you over his dick. You follow the way he guides you, positioning your wet entrance over his tip.

“Need you to help me,” you whisper.

“I gotcha,” he reaches for your hips, slowly pushing you down onto his length. The whole time, he’s paying attention to the way you react: how you clench, how your face moves, the arch in your back, and the way your muscles clamp around his girth.

“Mmph!” you yelp as his dick penetrates you further and further. He hisses, watching how your tight cunt takes him in. You arch your back, letting him hit that spongy spot. It provokes a moan from the both of you, his tip hitting a new angle.

“Fuck,” he groans. “So tight, relax for me,”

“Oh..” you try to catch your breath, breathing in through your nose. You try to make your inhales timely and consistent. Trying your best to relax.

“You got no idea how long I’ve been wanted to do this to you,” he says in your ear, pushing your hips all the way down until his cock bottoms out inside of you. Your folds brush against his pubic area as he tightly holds you down, feeling your pussy to the fullest. You bury your head into the crook of his neck, planting lazy kisses on it while you’re there. “Can you do something?” he asks, holding and controlling your hips. He bounces you slowly up and down his length.

“Anything,” you let him kiss your head briefly.

“Tell me you want me, that ya need me,” he talks in your ear, sending shivers through your body. Your queues remain tightly connected.

“I want you, I need you,” you submit immediately, picking your head up and closing your eyes in pleasure.

“Fuckkk..” he bucks his hips up into you, making a regular paced thrust as you hold onto him desperately. Your heat swallows him desperately. Your walls feel every single vein and throb. You two fuck like animals- your bodies are moving together and the forest fills with the noises of skin slapping, squelching, moaning, and the little chitters of the Pandoran creatures of night. Your stomach coils in pleasure. Jake’s abs grow shiny with a sheen of sweat as he thrusts into you from under.

“Close?” you whimper, already feeling yourself clamp and squeeze on his girth.

“Yeah, gonna milk me dry?” he teases.

“Yes!” you arch your back even further, immersed in pleasure. Jake chuckles.

His thrusts grow erratic and rough as he chases his orgasm. You wrap your arms around him and bury your head into his neck again. Your body bounces with every rut and you moan and blabber incoherent gibberish as your body reaches the height of its pleasure. When your climax finally washes over you, electric pleasure shoots through your body, running through your kuru and forcing Jake to spill his load. His hot, thick seed shoots into you. You’re surprised by the amount. He spurts his cum over and over again, little drops dripping out of your full pussy as he groans and throws his head back.

“Haven’t came like this before,” he remarks, pulling out of you with a squelching noise and watching his semen trickle out. You stay holding on to him, still recovering from the sex. The tendrils of your queue remain tightly fastened to Jake’s.

“What are we gonna tell them?” you pant, staring off into space.

“Tell who, sweetheart?” Jake coos, rubbing your back.

“The kids,” you look up into his eyes and he pushes the baby hairs out of your face.

“I’ll tell em you’re their mama,” he coos, kissing your forehead.

[rosyjn]

"What? Does that feel good?" dilf!jake sully messing around with you during a party. (SMUTT and angst) MDNI

(Not proofread sorry guys 🙏)

Intimacy is not uncommon among the Na'vi. They are very emotional creatures. PDA is completely acceptable, and most couples do it.

That's why it looks normal. It looks normal that you are sitting on Jake's lap while he sips his drink and looks out at the action. The cool nighttime breeze grazes your skin and chills it, making you shudder.

"Alright, hon?" he grabs your hip with his left hand, holding his drink in the right. His skin is warm and moist, probably from dancing earlier. His grip on you is firm and his amber eyes stare up at the back of your head, waiting for a response.

"Yeah, just a little bit cold," you turn your head to look in his eyes, assuring your honesty. He smiles and kneads your hip a little bit before setting his cup down beside him. He shifts his position.

"Y'know, the way you're sitting on me right now reminds me of reverse cowgirl," he leans forward and whispers into your ear. His voice is low and frisky. His hand on your hip tightens.

"Jake, why don't we just leave?" you whisper back, an eagerness growing around your heat. You're not shocked at his horniness, it's a fact of life by now. To your surprise, he ignores you. His smile fades and he leans back, pulling away from you.

"Tsu'tey, could you do me a favor? My mate said she's cold, can you bring us a blanket?" he turns to look at his friend and reaches an arm out to get his attention. Tsu'tey's ears perk up and Jake tilts his head.

Tsu’tey nods and scurries off and you’re stunned with Jake. You turn your body around awkwardly, trying to face Jake. Your hips rotate with the rest of your body and plop back down on him, making him groan.

"Don't," you sternly tell him. You look in his eyes, which are flooded with mischief. The noise of the party still rages behind you. The air is filled with whoops, chatter, music, and spirit.

"What? Just wanna keep you warm," he smirks and picks his drink up, taking a sip while keeping eye contact.

"For you," a deep voice interrupts your altercation, handing Jake a neatly folded blanket. Tsu'tey greets the both of you, and you smile. The blanket that he brought is weaved beautifully, and you appreciate the gesture.

Jake thanks his friend, then unfolds the blanket and wraps it around your shoulders like a shawl. He stares down at your body as he wraps you up loosely, making sure to cover where your hips rest on his lap.

The fabric of the blanket is soft and comforting, warming you up easily. Jake pats your shoulder.

"All good?" he tilts his head and asks you.

"Mmm hmm," you nod.

He smirks and starts to move his legs slowly, shifting you slightly. The friction rubs against your heat leisurely. You close your eyes and exhale, wanting more. Jake notices your reaction.

"What? Does that feel good?" he teases. You cant do anything but whine. You give him a look, a desperate look. You’re begging to go somewhere private.

“Please,” you whisper, your pupils dilating. He can’t take it anymore. He gets up, pushing you off of him and you slide, almost falling over completely. This catches Tsu’tey’s attention, but it fades away once you smile and begin to follow Jake like a lost puppy.

He’s moving quickly away from the party, not even looking back for you. You awkwardly chase after him, holding the blanket on yourself.

“Are we going to our tent?” you ask, pushing branches out of the way and hopping over bushes.

“Be serious. Where the fuck do you think we’re going?” he grumbles. His tone and sternness catches you off guard. You quit chasing and stop dead in your tracks. He immediately notices and stops too, turning to face you.

“Why? Why are you being like this?” your brows furrow when you ask him. You just want him to be less harsh.

“Y/N-“ he begins, sighing in annoyance.

“No!” you raise your voice and your eyebrows distort themselves deeper. Jake’s face twists into a scowl.

“Don’t,” he exhales.

“I can’t. I don’t like this. I don’t like the way… that sometimes… you get- alone,” you cannot explain yourself well. You can’t even hold eye contact with him. You just try your best to convey what he’s making you feel.

“Not now, why are you starting now?” he shakes his head.

“No, listen to me! You get mean sometimes. It’s unpredictable. And you never realize it,” you fold your arms.

“Please, honey, don’t start arguing now. Why are we arguing? We left the party to fuck!” he raises his voice.

“You don’t get it…” you turn away.

“Y/N-“ he tilts his head.

“You don’t get it!” you snap. His face softens and his pupils dilate. “Now, you can go back to the party if you want. I’m just… going to go back to the tent. Don’t come home expecting to sleep on my cot with me, get in a hammock or something,” you sigh and scurry away, off into the forest.

Jake stands there, dumbfounded. He doesn’t understand. One minute, you were masturbating on his lap. The next, you were yelling at him to tell him he was mean and ignorant. He doesn’t understand where the mood changed. His ears fold back in regret, as he watches you run away and listens to your hasty footsteps. He stays there for a while.

You rush home, flustered. You don’t know why you reacted the way you did. Sometimes, Jake’s harshness catches you off guard. On occasion, you think he still hasn’t forgotten his military ways. You just didn’t like how cold he was sometimes. One minute, you were masturbating on his lap. The next, he just rushed to the tent, leaving you behind even though you’re his partner. It almost makes you think that he wasn’t looking out for you, and only wanted sex.

As you enter the tent, tears fill your eyes. Will Jake go back to the party? Will he take you completely off of his mind? Will he just ignore you and keep drinking? You bury your face in your hands and think of why your mate is so cold towards you. It just feels like he only wants to fuck you.

As Jake quietly follows your footsteps, guilt bubbles in his head. He knows you’re probably in the tent already, crying to yourself. His ears fold back and he loathes himself for not knowing what he did wrong. During his walk home, he picks up every glowing flower he sees and bunches it together, preparing a gift for you.

You sit on the floor of your tent as the entrance flaps slowly come open. You immediately flinch and scoot back. Jake’s head awkwardly peeks in.

“Hey, I uh- brought this for you,” he holds up his bouquet that he made, squatting down to get on your level. Your face immediately lights up, but you turn it off right away. You don’t know if you’re supposed to be content right now. You look back down at the floor.

Jake slowly crawls in, being careful to hold the bouquet upright. His eyes never leave your defeated face, his eyebrows staying raised and alert. But you’re on a mission. You don’t look at him, just keeping your eyes down and sighing. He accepts your pettiness and gently leaves the bouquet on your side of the cot, getting close to you in the process.

A moment passes, he just stays crouched in the floor, staring at you while you look away. He looks back down at the ground, and then up at you again.

“Y’know, I wanna say sorry, but… I don’t really know how. Because I want you to yell at me first, then I’ll really say it well,” he tells you. You can’t help but to laugh. Your face lightens up and you reach for the bouquet he left.

“I am mad at you, Ma’Jake, because you are harsh. You did not help me off your lap. You just got up and I practically fell off! Even Tsu’tey looked!” you scold. Jake seriously listens and nods.

“Then, in the forest, you got all stern! You said ‘Where the fuck do you think we’re going?’ You said that! And that made me mad because- of course I wouldn’t know! You were just rushing and not telling me! It made me feel unimportant. Like you only want to fuck me,” you vented to him. His eyes fill with sorrow.

“Y/N, I was just- I’m so sorry, okay? I see you as so much more than that, my girl,” he strokes your face. “I’m gonna work on it, on being caring and considerate to my love,” he smiles and pushes your hair out of your face. “You okay?” he asks.

“Yes, I’m sorry. I just got overwhelmed. That’s all,” you shake your head and pull away. Jake holds you in place and kisses your forehead.

“Don’t say sorry,” he hugs you and you nod into his chest.

You accept his embrace and plant kisses on him. Your frustrations are gone now. The world has melted away, because you’re in your lover’s arms.

“Remember what we left the party to do?” you pull your face away from his chest and look up into his eyes. He doesn’t say anything, but you see the way his face changes. He takes a glance at the cot, and then back to you. And then stands up, leaving you face to face with his growing cock.

“You know what to do,” he politely drops his loincloth for you. His cock is slowly expanding with arousal, and you take a second to admire it. Then, you use your hands and rub on it. Your fingers lightly caress his length, making him shudder.

His cock is growing quickly, warm with blood flow. After you tease it with your fingers, you stick your tongue out and slowly bring your face to it. Jake watches attentively as his breathing speeds up. You touch the tip with the flat of your tongue and he whines.

“Shhh,” you look up at him. As your tongue runs on his tip, his dick throbs and he trembles. You open your mouth wide and slowly engulf his member with it. When it grazes the back of your throat, you gag and pull away, coughing towards the ground and breaking eye contact with Jake.

“Mind getting on the bed for me?” he asks, watching you gag.

“Be considerate!” you make a face at him. He chuckles.

“I’ll rephrase that. Will you please get on the bed, take off your loincloth and your top, and wait for me to fuck your brains out?” he teases. You giggle and wipe your mouth.

“Sure,” you pick yourself up off the ground and crawl onto the cot, taking off your top and then flipping onto your back to slide off your loincloth and toss it on the floor. Jake watches you the whole time, arousal flooding him.

He strokes his cock in his hand and slowly walks over to you, smiling. You smile back. Your slick drips down in between your thighs. Your stomach coils in anticipation. He crawls towards you, his strong arms catching your eye.

“Want me to get right to it?” he asks, getting on top of you. You nod and put your hands on his shoulder. He positions his cock in front of your entrance and you breathe in, preparing for it.

He pushes into you and you two both gasp when the tip goes in. You clench around him so perfectly, his eyes weld shut. He stretches you out so perfectly, you wrap your legs around him. He inches into you, kissing your neck and breathing on it.

He picks up his thrusts, leaving you writhing and whimpering under him. With every push, you feel the coil in your stomach about to burst. Jake grunts and bares his teeth against your jaw. You can hear your cunt squelching and that only encourages your partner. Your back arches when you feel his warm pre cum inside of you.

“I- I-“ you stutter under the intense pleasure.

“Making you trip over your words? Hmm?” he taunts you. It just makes you whimper more.

“Augh…” your toes curl.

“You hate when I’m mean, you hate when I’m harsh and rough. But you love it during sex?” he grunts. Your legs squeeze him tighter as you feel your orgasm coming.

“Yes, yes,” you mindlessly submit. He laughs at you.

As your orgasm washes over you, the coil in your stomach releases and you grab onto Jake for dear life. His cum fills you up and you mewl. Your legs shake and he kisses you until you relax.

“How you feeling? Better?” he asks breathlessly.

“Yes. Better.”

[rosyjn]

okay but imagine dilf!Jake with virgin!reader MDNI

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“Want you to be my first,” you whisper in his ear, kissing up and down his neck. You sit in his lap, your soft ass pressing against his clothed bulge.

“Y’sure?” he grunts, reaching for his loincloth. You nod, pulling away and looking into his eyes before he grinds harder under you. The friction on your covered clit makes you shudder. “I’ve gotcha, let me do all the work,” he coos.

“M’kay,” you sigh, letting him push your loincloth over to the side and touch your dripping heat. His fingers probe the sensitive surface and your clit grows desperate and engorged. He then reaches down for his erection, pulling it out. Your eyes flutter shut when his upright cock grazes against your lower belly. He kisses you deeply.

He pulls away from your mouth before looking down and positioning his tip with your entrance, rubbing it slowly. When he pushes himself into you, you gasp and pull away but Jake’s strong arms hold you in place. “Shh, I gotcha,” he croons while thrusting slowly deeper. Your eyelids flutter and your mouth falls open, little whines leaving it. “Doin’ such a good job, takin’ it so well,” he praises.

“H-hurts a lil’” you stutter. He rubs your ass lovingly, leaning in for a kiss again. He grunts when his lips meet yours, your cunt clenching him in tightly.

“Suckin’ me in, huh?” he teases, his voice vibrating against your mouth. Your arms wrap around him, holding him tight as he steadily fucks you in and out. “Might cum all up in this tight little pussy,” he growls.

“Yes…” your voice is small- overcame with pleasure and heavy breathing. You’re a mess. Just sitting in his lap while he’s balls deep inside of you, whining and moaning while you squeeze around every vein and throbbing motion of his dick. “Need you- need you so bad,” you whimper.

“You have me, you have all of me..” his eyes are steadily closed and his brows are furrowed. He’s completely focused on not finishing too soon, and thrusting too hard or fast. He doesn’t wanna hurt you. He whispers little American curses to himself, completely engulfed in the pleasure of your little virgin pussy. His wet cock slides in and out of you, and your slick coats his balls. The tent is filled with the noises of sex: skin slapping, moaning, and heavy breathing.

“Gonna- ngh!” you yelp. You pull away from his kiss and look down at where he enters you. A small red tint rests near your entrance. Jake popped your cherry. You ignore it, knowing he’ll clean you up later and give you a million kisses. A warm, gooey feeling takes over your heat. His warm seed squirts out into you and you pulsate rapidly around his girth. He lets out a sudden growling noise, baring his teeth.

“Fuck, fuck, f-“ he pants, a small sheen of sweat coating his skin. You rest in his embrace, coming down from your high. “You alright?” he exhales, pulling out of you and letting you melt onto him. Your head rests quaintly on his shoulder.

“Good girl, did a good job,” he strokes your hair.

Busy writing for kinktober rn! Sorry I haven’t posted in a sec!

[rosyjn]

Jake sully fingering you…

For @pandoraslxna’s kinktober prompt 12!

His hands graze down your back, making you shudder.

“Mm,” he coos, curling a finger under the string of your loincloth.

“Jake..” you unsteadily reach for his hand, but he lightly pushes it away. Your tail flicks up, and he gives it a little tug to calm it. His finger smugly pulls on the knot of your garment, letting it fall to the ground and expose you. You gasp, feeling his predatory eyes scan your backside.

“Fuck,” he marvels, his hand traveling down in between your legs. You cant help yourself, squirming and becoming flustered as his rough fingers tease your folds. He smirks, before collecting some of your dripping arousal onto his fingers. Your face heats up. He’s so sly, he knows what he does to you. The way he teases you, makes you crazy nervous and horny at the same time.

The candlelight in the corner of the tent illuminates the dim space. Little shadows of small everyday objects cast themselves onto the ground. You glance down at your fallen loincloth that rests on the floor at your feet. Jake’s movements don’t cease. He continues to use your slick, coating your clit.

“Ngh!” you gasp at the sudden wet, pressured sensation on the nub.

“Gotta get it nice and slippery..” he whispers, his fingers now easily sliding in circles. You grow weak in the knees, practically wobbling in place. His large, warm digits move smoothly against your sensitive heat. You bite your lip, fighting a moan. His clothed erection grows, pressing against your backside.

“All this for me?” he teases, feeling your slick drip down onto his hand. Your breath speeds up, eyes clenching shut as he continues to finger you, rhythmically moving in circles. His another hand grabs for your hips, holding you steady. He shakes his head and clicks his tongue. “No runnin,” he slides his thumb into you, and you whine. Of course. Of course he chose the thickest finger to put in. He curls his girthy legit inside of you and you almost fall backwards, grabbing onto him behind you for stability.

“Please..” you beg, letting him push you upright and hold you steady as he attacks your soaked, throbbing cunt with his hand.

“Close?” he asks. You cant build up the strength to answer, instead just moaning and panting while a tingly, pleasurable sensation pools in your heat. “I know, I know..” he tries to soothe you, feeling you clench and throb around his digit. He holds your hip tightly and continues his movements around your g-spot and clit, finger-fucking you until you cum.

When you do climax- Jake talks you through it, his cock desperately throbbing for attention.

“Fuck!” you cry out, pulsating and dripping all over his hand.

“Yeah, that’s it-“ he’d murmur to himself, pupils dilating at the sight of you at the core of your lust.

[rosyjn]

imagine Jake so deep in you… (18+ content)

he has you in a mating press, and your knees are pressed up against your chest which leaves your body crushed and tight.

he’s slamming into you nonstop- his wide, striped dick is coated with your arousal. that sweet liquid drops down your folds and sheens your intimate parts.

his balls are so heavy, slamming into you with every rut. so big. he is panting, his skin glistens with a thin coat of sweat. your pussy clenches and sucks him in. it’s so warm, wet, and tight for him.

you tremble in ecstasy. fuck, fuck, fuck- he’s so rough with it. he’s just mercilessly thrusting himself into your exhausted cunt. you poor little thing, whining and squirting uncontrollably beneath him.

his face twists and contorts into an expression- concentrated and full of pleasure. he’s determined to fill you up as much as he can. he loves the feeling of finishing inside, as well as watching your small hole push it all out. of course, you can’t keep all of his load in there.

you love it when he fills you up. his hot, thick seed- you practically crave it- whether it’s in your mouth or pussy. your clit twitches and pulses as you feel little beads of his pre-cum, a milky substance, leak into you.

his pre-cum is milky, much thinner than his actual seed. when he really orgasms, you can tell it’s from his heavy balls. the substance is thick, filled with his DNA. whenever he loads himself into you, it’s like being stuffed with hot cream.

you grapple onto his shoulders desperately, your cheeks turning a devilish purple as you beg. jake finds this perfect, the way you’re such a good girl. he knows you’ll take his big dick in any position, he knows you’ll suck it anywhere he asks, he knows you’ll take as much cum as he gives you, and he knows your pretty pussy belongs to him.

[rosyjn]

Jake making you beg.. MDNI!!

for @pandoraslxna’s kinktober prompt 17!

18+, NSFW content

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He knows you’re in heat. He knows it’s your first heat since getting mated with him. But of course, he needs to tease you.

He has you on your knees in front of him, with your hands tied behind your back. The tent is dimly lit with candles and torches, and it illuminates his body so fucking well. He forces you to watch. To watch him jerk off, even though you’re dripping wet and clenching around nothing. He stands over you as you kneel in front of him, stroking his cock as it bounces beautifully in the candlelight.

“Please, please let me have it. I’m sorry,” you beg, squirming against your restraints. You want to touch yourself. The sight of Jake’s naked, muscular, aroused body makes you want to touch yourself. If you can’t masturbate, you need to have it in your mouth. Your mind and body are so fogged up with lust.

“Why were you flirting with other boys?” he interrogates.

“I didn’t meant to! I’m sorry!” you reply, your cunt getting wetter and needier by the second.

“Poor girl’s in heat, huh?” he teases.

“Yes..” you hiccup.

“Must be pretty tough. Can’t imagine it,” he tsks. “To be in your first real heat, and stuck like this: needy, helpless, and horny. You poor thing.” he degrades you.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry for flirting with other boys. I didn’t mean to,” you meekly apologize. “I promise it won’t happen again,”

“You sure?” he says, letting little drops of precum fall just out of your tongue’s reach.

“Yes! I promise!” you say, bucking your hips for friction.

“Alright, I’ll fuck you. On one condition..” he lets go of his cock, letting it stand up by itself.

“Anything,” you say.

“Beg for it. I want you to beg, so you know that you’re mine. You have to beg, because you’re not gonna get this from any of those boys,” he growls. “You’re mine, only mine. None of those little village boys can do what I do. You know that.”

“Yes sir,” you blink away the tears of horniness in your eyes. “Please fuck me..” you mutter.

“More,” he grunts.

“Please… let me have your cock. None of those boys are as good as you. I’m yours, I need you to do me. Not them.” you whisper, too shy to even look up and make eye contact.

“Look at me, talk louder,” he demands, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look him in the eye. His throbbing dick is in your line of sight, making you even more eager.

“Please fuck me. I’m sorry,” you tell him, batting your eyelashes and trying to get him to understand your situation. Jake wants to make you plead even more. He wants you to stay on your knees, tied up for him. He wants to watch you sob with anticipation, because he knows how your heat cycle is filling you with lust. But he also wants to accept your apology, just untie your poor little wrists, and kiss you softly while stuffing your cunt.

“Good girl,” he squats, reaching behind you to untie your restraints.

“Thank you,” you sigh, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek as your hands go loose. As your limbs go free, you quickly escalate the kiss. You softly grab his face in your hands, and smooch down his neck, grinding your clit against the floor.

“Lean back, spread em,” he says, lightly pushing you back. You tip backwards, letting him part your legs with one knee. “So desperate for it, aren’t ya?”

Your body pulses with anticipation. You show your pussy to him. The way he looks at your intimates and licks his lips unlocks something primitive in you. It just makes you want to lean back and let him use you. To let him breed and pound you until you’re crying for him to stop. He kisses down your neck, trying to slowly get you ready for penetration.

“Can’t take it anymore, just fuck me please,” you whisper, your hand slithering down to his cock. He slaps it away.

“Let me do it,” he growls, pinning your hands above your head as he positions his hips in front of your entrance. You arch your back, preparing for him to slide into you. He pushes himself in, relieving the pressure you had been feeling as he stretches you out. “This is what you needed.”

[rosyjn]

Can I request Jake giving a girl her first after care?

OFC

No real explicit smut ! MDNI tho

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“My god,” he grunts, hissing and panting while you arch your back, letting him fill you up. Your face is pressed against the mattress of the cot, and you relax your body as he pulls out. The sex is mind blowing, of course. But it’s over now. Jake plops down next to you as you immediately reach for your loincloth, ready to leave. Jake’s ears perk and his pupils dilate. “Woah, wait-“ he grabs your shoulder.

“What?” you ask, confused at the suddenness and pausing.

“Lay down, relax. Jeez,” he shakes his head, pulling you back down to the mattress as your body falls limply next to him. You land on your stomach. He starts rubbing your shoulders, positioning himself over you to massage more effectively.

“What are you doing?” your brows furrow. Why is he treating you like this? Like a spa..?

“Carin’ for ya,” he leans in and kisses the back of your neck, continuing to massage you. He moves down your body, relieving all the parts of you that became bruised or sore during sex.

“Don’t get it,” you reply.

“No one ever gave ya aftercare?” he coos.

“Nuh uh..”

He smirks at your response.

“Let me show ya,”

[rosyjn]

First sixty-nine with Jake Sully MDNI!

for @pandoraslxna's kinktober prompt 14!

Warnings: overstimulation if you squint, oral (m + f receiving at the same time)

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“C’mere,” he hisses, wrestling your naked body onto his. He lies on the floor, holding you steadily on top of him as he kisses your lips roughly. You hum against his mouth, feeling his bare erection brush up next to your navel. He pulls away from you, moving your hair out of your face before flipping you around. “Turn, babe. I wanna try something new,” he says, positioning your head over his cock while getting his face settled by your pussy. He pushes your legs apart, leaving your heat close to his mouth. You keep your back arched. 

“I don’t get it,” you say, Jake’s dick brushing against your chin.

“Go ahead and suck f’r me,” he croons. You follow his instructions, quickly getting to work on his boner. You let drops of saliva slide down his shaft, using them to lubricate the length. Suddenly, you get added stimulation to your clit. You buck your hips up and away, startled by the sensation. “Nuh uh, no running,” he holds your heat down to his face, limiting your movement. You whine, but quickly bring your face back down to his cock. 

It’s a new feeling; receiving and giving head at the same time. It distracts you. You try your best to suck him off at a consistent pace, but you have to take little breaks to breathe every time his tongue wiggles against your sensitive nub. Your moans are muffled by his girth in your mouth. He knows what he’s doing. It’s like a race, a race to see who can make the other one cum quicker. Jake always makes you finish first, and he’ll never lose his winning title. He moans and eats your cunt like a starved man, leaving you no mercy. 

“Mmm..” you softly moan, beginning to get a feel of his rhythm against your pussy. 

“Don’t stop, don’t stop sucking.” he smacks your ass lightly, making you giggle as a string of spit drips back onto his tip. He lets you work at your own pace, even though he’s fighting the urge to buck his hips and fuck your throat until tears cascade from your eyes. Your nipples brush up against his torso as you quickly bounce your head up and down his cock. The tent fills with the noises of slurping and moaning. Even though your clit tingles and your cunt clenches around nothing, you try not to tell Jake that you’re going to finish soon. 

“Close?” you ask him.

“What, gettin’ tired already?” he teases. 

“No… of course not,” you say, trying not to show that your clit is now tingling with pleasure. 

“Shh, just finish all over my face,” he coos, sliding his tongue into your wet pussy. This sends you over the edge. You grab his thighs to stabilize yourself, shaking as your arousal squirts onto his face. The hues in your face change color as Jake slurps you, lapping up all your juices. Your back arches further and you press your face into his pubic area, biting your lip to muffle your noises. Your tongue lolls out of your mouth, teasing his base. He groans, little spurts of pre cum dripping down his length as he guzzles all your slick. “You’re not done, keep sucking me,” he demands.

[rosyjn]

I love your writing hehehe. I was wondering if you could write dilf jake gets obsessed with getting his human side piece pregnant and he can smell her ovulating and he’s like super cocky and dominant and “i know you want this even though you wont admit it” about it?

THIS IS SO FREAKY I LOVE IT

SMUT WARNING!!

“So tight,” Jake grunts, holding your body in place with a hand. Your small body jolts with every thrust, your cervix getting bruised in the process. His hair hangs down, dreads moving around wildly with all his movements. He’s got you folded like a pretzel, ruthlessly fucking you.

“Mph!” your eyes are screwed shut and your face is stained with tears of pleasure. There’s something so good about this, about being fucked by someone twice your size, not even exaggerating. This isn’t the first time Jake has done this, and it won’t be the last.

“Y’know why I’m pounding so hard?” he groans.

“Cause you’re horny!” you whine, pussy clenching around his huge girth.

“Silly girl,” he teases. You can only moan in response, the feeling of being stretched out and tossed around like rag doll becoming too much. He has so much pre cum, your little cunt cannot possibly hold it all, it spills out of you and drips down from between your legs. “Tryna fill you up, give you my babies,”

“Jake, no! It- it won’t work!” you mewl.

“I need you pregnant, fuck, I need your womb full of my cum,” he pushes himself deeper and you yelp.

“My god!” you squirm under him, but it’s no use. His warm juices spurt at your cervix.

“I can smell you, hon’. I can smell when you’re ready to get fucked- when your body’s ready for a baby,” he smacks your tit.

“I don’t understand,” a tear rolls down your cheek, dripping onto the bed. You open your eyes and look at his face, twisted with determination. “When I ovulate??” your voice cracks.

“Oh yes, god yes,” he speeds up his thrusts, making you slam into the mattress harder and you close your eyes again, holding back sobs of pleasure. It doesn’t make any sense. He can smell when you’re ovulating? When you’re horny? It sounds crazy to you. But after all, he desperately wants you to have a baby with him. You don’t even know how it would work. Would Na’vi sperm be too big for a human egg? It doesn’t matter anyways, as long as you can keep having mind blowing sex with him.

“Gonna cum!” you whimper, unable to form any more thoughts. He keeps fucking you, like an animal. You squirm and yell but it doesn’t stop him. He’s still wildly deep inside of you, in a way that you didn’t know was possible.

“I need you pregnant. I’ll fuck you over and over until you have my kid.” his tip practically threatens your cervix and your wetness runs down his length. Your toes curl and your body begins to writhe in pleasure.

Every time you think he can’t get harsher, you’re proven wrong when his tip slams into your cervix. Your bare body begins to shine with sweat. Your arms reach up and desperately grasp Jake’s shoulders. His length twitches and throbs inside of you as you clench around it, feeling each movement.

“You cant- cant get me pregnant-,” you mutter through a series of gasps and moans.

“I know you want this even though you won’t admit it,” he teases before pausing, with his tip pressed firmly against your cervix again. You cry out as he finishes, warm semen squirting directly into your womb. His fingers dig into your waist, sure to leave marks later. You pulsate and clamp around him, sharing the orgasmic feeling. Your eyes roll back into your skull and Jake practically melts at the sight.

“Fuck!” you yelp, him still not pulling out. He just stays there, deep inside of you. You wiggle and writhe, trying to give your sore hole a break, but he doesn’t budge.

“Not yet, I need my seed to take in this little cocksleeve,” he whispers, reaching up with a huge hand and pushing your hair out of your face. Tears continue to roll down your face and his fingers wipe them away.

“Please..” your voice is weak and strained. Jake smirks, finally pulling out of you slowly. The squelching sound that your pussy makes is like heaven to him. When he’s finally all the way out, your body relaxes itself. You unfold and just lay on your back, with legs shaking. He gently plops down next to you.

“Need you pregnant-“ he pants, trying to catch his breath. You just sigh, knowing he’ll be back the next time you ovulate, and that he’ll be checking in to see if your period comes for the next couple weeks.

Pretty short sorry!

[rosyjn]

@pandoraslxna’s kinktober prompt 28! Praise…

MDNI

Warnings: short, sub Jake, riding

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“Yeah, good boy,” you coo, your back arched as you slowly bounce up and down on his cock. He lays beneath you, eyes welded shut and mouth hanging half ajar. “Doing so good for me. Don’t cum yet, we’ll do it together, hmm?” your hand reaches to cup his cheek. You watch as he reacts to your words as well as your gestures. The muscles of his face twitch, so does his dick. “Such a great job,” you admire. “Feelin alright?”

“Yes, mama,” he whines, his skin glowing with a thin sheen of sweat. Your needy pussy sucks his length deep inside of you. Normally, he’s the one in control. But it’s good to have a change of scenery. “My god!” he grunts, little squirts of precum entering you.

“Mm, wanna cum?” you tease.

“Yes.. yes please..” he begs, groaning and panting. You sigh.

“Go ahead, pretty boy.” you pat his torso a couple times. He writhes beneath you, his warm seed painting your walls white. He mumbles desperate profanities beneath you. You mewl, holding his chest for stability as his cock writhes and spills inside of you. “Can’t tell you enough, you did so good.” you lean down to kiss his neck.

[rosyjn]

Girl, can you write dilf Jake sully taking care of an insolent RDA humam woman until she confess what he wants.

Like during the battle of the second movie (Neteyam didn't die)

They capture a woman thanks to Spider.

She refuses to talk, so Jake has to take things into his on hands and make her talk.

I want this man to make her feel so pleasured that she talk no stop.

And then after he gave her something like her 5 orgasm (she told him everything at this point) he leave her breathless on the floor, ready to tell Neytiri and the others (not the kids obly) everything.

(In this pls let's fake that both Jake and Neytiri have an open union)

alr here we go MDNI SMUTTT

warning overstim ROUGH ASS SEGGS btw

“Oh fuck! Fuck!” you’re practically screaming, head pressed into the floor. Your skin glistens with sweat and your legs shake but he shows no mercy. He just keeps pounding into you over and over again, roughly bottoming out at your cervix and then groaning. “Please please please! That’s all!” you yelp.

“I don’t believe you,” he grunts, smacking your ass before his large fingers travel to your clit. The added stimulation makes you unevenly squirt, wetting the floor. The tingle makes you back arch and your tight pussy clenches around his girth. You can hardly speak anymore. You’ve spilled out everything you know. Every single detail has been cried out by now. Every question has been answered.

“I swear! I promise!” you whine inbetween thrusts, your body shaking with each one. Your clit is swelled and sensitive by now, the walls of your cunt are desperately sucking Jake in. He doesn’t stop. You’re writhing and sobbing with pleasure, not being able to distinguish if you’re in pain or not. It doesn’t stop him. He ruts over and over into your sore pussy.

“I don’t think you’re telling the truth, want Neytiri here?” he teases.

“Please, no sir!” you cry, knowing that if his wife joins, you might pass out from the pleasure. “I’ve- told you everything I know- promise!” you grab into the floor, feeling another orgasm coming.

“You think I’m torturing you, hm? You don’t even know what I could do to you if I wanted,” he says, reaching around and pinching your clit. You jump at the mix of pain and pleasure. Jake holds you in place, knowing you couldn’t escape his grasp even if your life depended on it. He ruthlessly fucks you, and you swear you can see stars. Tears roll down your cheeks into the floor. “Coming again? Fuck, how many times has it been now?” he degrades you.

“So many! Please, it’s been so many…” you mewl, thinking that you might just pop. Jake might just thrust straight into your womb. He speeds up, rushing the arrival of your orgasm until you scream and arch your back.

“Tight little pussy clamping around me,” he mutters, slapping your ass again. A mixture of his cum and your slick coat his balls. It drips down your thigh and shines off your vulva. “Think you deserve to stop now? Think you’ve told me everything?” he asks. You are almost unable to respond, fucked dumb. You have been at it with him for hours, just getting ravaged. You had been spread like an eagle just spilling words and RDA secrets until your throat grew sore from the speaking and moaning. Jake would fuck your mouth roughly right after, just to make sure.

“Y-ye-yes… yes s-sir,” you whisper, barely breathing and just trembling. He has to perk his ears up to hear you, and then he pulls out. You gasp, your walls clenching closed again and making a squelching noise while all your juices drip down. Jake pants, sitting back and watching his load. Your arched back relaxes, and you fall limp onto the floor, still shaking and crying.

“Ready to fess up to everyone?” he crouches over to look at your face. You desperately nod, needing a minute to catch your breath. He pats your back when he sees your response.“Alright, see you in a minute,” he gets up off the floor, grabbing your clothes and throwing them in your direction before tying his loincloth and leaving the tent.

it’s really short sorry!

[rosyjn]

"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention," JAKE SULLY X READER SMUTTTT (MDNI)

(Btw this was inspired by one of @carpecaelo ‘s fics I’ll put the link in the replies!)

You sit by the fire, leaning back onto the tree trunk behind you. A leaf with pieces of teylu lays in your lap. You chew your food and look down at the fire, poking it around every few minutes with a stick.

You're sitting criss cross applesauce, as the smell of the fire and the sound of Pandora fill your senses. The light glows a bright orange, illuminating the forest in the night. Its warmth comforts you. It is calm and peaceful, unlike how the day had gone.

You have this moment all to yourself. This tranquil moment to contrast with the typical Na'vi life that you live.

"Hey, Y/N!" Jake Sully's footsteps approach you from behind trees and he awkwardly adjusts his loincloth from the back. You turn your head, see him, and turn back around. His idiot grin interrupts your calmness.

You set your teylu down next to you and sigh. His big feet rush over to you and he kneels.

"I got something for you," he smirks and holds up a glowing white flower. "Tawtsngal," through his American accent, he excitedly pronounces the Na'vi name for Panopyra.

"You know what this is, Jake?" you roll your eyes and touch the flower.

"Yes, of course yawne, it is a natural aphrodisiac. A flower of love," his voice is lively and comedic. His joking tone annoys you. However, he's learning, and he's excited to show it. He's learning about his new life on Pandora and his surroundings. He's also learning how to make his wife happy, so he holds the flower closer to you, to smell.

"Stop playing," you push it away. "Who told you the name for that, Mo'at?" you ask, shaking your head.

"No, Norm did," he smiles and leaves a sloppy kiss on your cheek, only for you to hiss and slap him away.

"Jake, please," your ears fold back. His eyes widen like a puppy dog and his smile fades. You watch him through the corner of your eye. You don't WANT to be mean to him, but sometimes, having a mate is hard.

He looks down into his lap and fiddles with his hands.

"You normally call me Ma'Jake..." he mumbles.

You're irritated right now, and you're tired. But you can't do this to him. He's trying his best. You know he has good intentions.

"Ma'Jake," you sigh, tilting your head and looking at him. His eyes light up again and his idiot grin returns.

"Yeah! Okay, you're not mad at me. Thank g- Eywa, thank Eywa my girl isn't mad at me," he leans into you and buries his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling you shoulder with closed eyes.

"Were you going to say 'thank god'?" you ask.

"Yeah, but I corrected myself because I have a new life with my beautiful mate," his hand travels to your waist and he kisses your shoulder.

"Move it," you slap his hand away. He pulls himself off of you completely and sighs.

You two sit there in silence for a second. Until you feel a soft fingertip press into your thigh. You take a deep breath to control yourself.

"Jacob Sully." your nostrils flare as his finger pulls away.

"Not my name anymore, honey," he pokes your thigh again. Your pupils contract with annoyance.

"Tsyeyk te Suli," you turn your head to him and he smiles at you.

"You're so cute when you're mad," he presses little polka dots into your legs and torso. "Mated for life, remember?" he teases. You ignore him.

""I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention," his smirk grows more mischievous.

"What? What does my childish Toruk Makto want? The strong leader who led the clans to victory against the sky people is a big baby!" you scold. You finally turn to him, looking in his eyes.

"And my love makes me that way," he strokes your cheek.

"Don't be sappy," you don't bother to turn away or slap his hand. Instead, you just accept his physical affection as your ears perk up with his touch. Your harsh tone contrasts with your soft features, and your eyes that glow in the amber light of the fire.

"What happened today? Hmm? What happened that made you irritated like this? I'll listen to you. Come here, please. I'll listen," his arms cage your body and you melt like putty into his embrace. You can't resist being held by him. You can't resist his warm body in the cold nighttime breeze.

"It was... just crazy today, Ma'Jake. Eywa hates me so much, my body has been all over the place since I got mated. Mo'at told me that I should get 'with child' soon. My heat cycles are going crazy! Also, Za'ulanou is sick. I'm worried. I prayed at the spirit tree for him!" you tuck your face into Jake's chest and clench your eyes shut, overrun with emotion. He listens attentively, comforting you.

"Oh, I-" he begins, rubbing your head. "My girl, it's okay. We'll heal Za'ulanou. We'll pray and forage medicine for him. Wouldn't that be nice? To help Mo'at out a little bit?" he presses a kiss onto your hair.

"Yes," you quietly hum into his abs, feeling relieved.

"But uhm, run back that first part for me, real quick," he says. You nod.

"I think you heard it," you pull away from his chest and look in his eyes.

"You want me to help you with that? I can... give you a child," he pushes your hair out of your face and your eyes widen.

"I don't know," you look away.

"Make those pesky little heat cycles go away," he suggests.

"Even if the seed doesn't take-" you begin. Jake's eyes widen with your use of language, reminding himself he's on another planet. You notice his face and giggle.

"Ma'Jake, it is our way. If the... intercourse-" you say that word with uncertainty, hoping to make sense to Jake. He nods, assuring you that he understands.

"If the intercourse does not give me child, it would still help my cycles. The Na'vi way, I will tell you. We can make sex, and not have babies. But if we make sex and tsaheylu at the same time, I most likely will become with child," you tell him. Jake listens closely, without judging your English at all. The same way you never judge his Na'vi.

"I'm proud of you, your English is so good," he remarks, kissing your forehead.

"Are you listening or not?" you shake your head.

"Yes, keep going, beautiful girl," he rubs your back.

"Sex without tsaheylu is common among the Na'vi. It is good for the bodies. It relieves the hormones, the cycles, without having to commit to a baby," you place a hand on your stomach.

"I see what we should do," he smirks. "Lay back, mama," he slowly pushes you back, crawling on top.

"Ma'Jake, I don't want to become mama, so no bonding, only sex," you tell him sternly as you lie down.

"Of course," he unties your loincloth to see your swollen, wet pussy, aching for him.

"Mmm," you whine and squirm desperately. His erect cock pushes through his loincloth rubs up against your leg.

"Jesu- Eywa, how long have you been like this?" he leans and gets near your heat.

"Every heat," you mewl and buck your hips when he pulls his face away from your cunt.

"Every time your pussy gets wet like this, every time you get irritable because no one's balls deep in you, every single goddamn time you're horny, come straight to me. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and fuck your brains out," he drops his loincloth and his dick stands straight up, intimidating you.

"Yes, I will," your pussy aches and throbs with desire and your legs tremble.

"I'd fuck you any time. We could be in the middle of dinner, hunting, ritual, prayer, or even a goddamn battle. Just call for me. Because I will hurry to you," he gets down, positioning himself in front of your entrance.

"And when I get to you-" he teases your slit with his tip and you whimper.

You place your hands on his shoulders, looking down. He kisses your cheek as he slowly thrusts inside of you. You let out a mewl and he grunts. Your cunt stretches to take him and your toes curl.

He breathes heavily against your face and his pre cum teases your cervix. As he gradually goes into you further, your legs wrap around his waist. You throw your head back and moan, you can feel your skin getting hot.

"When I get to you, I'll bend you over a log, or lay you down on the soil, or fuck you up against the wall of a cave. Goddamn, I'd fuck your tight pussy any time. You will never have a bad cycle again, I swear," his eyes wield shut as he thrusts into you again.

The pressure in your stomach builds up. You yelp and your heat pulsates.

"I'm gonna-," you whine. You can't continue. You're too cock drunk to speak.

"Do it," Jake's strokes become turbulent and desperate. He whimpers against your face.

Your orgasms hit you guys like a bus. You cry out and grab on tight to him, while an electric feeling pulses through your body. Your cunt squeezes and clenches Jake, while a contracting feeling takes over your abdomen.

Jake groans and plops his weight onto you, his cum squirting all over your cervix and filling you up with warmth. A similar contracting feeling takes over him, while his arms tremble.

He pulls out of you, breathing heavily.

"All better?" he asks, panting and breathless.

"All better," you reply, the same way.

[rosyjn]

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