#aunong x reader

[tiredmamaissy]

Behind the Façade

🔞 minors, do not interact 🔞

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

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

Word Count: 2.6k

Requested: Yes || No

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

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

Intro:

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

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“Y/n.” Ao’nung pants.

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

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

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

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

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

Ao’nung’s rut came early.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please...my love.” he begs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[eroticwurld]

𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄.

sypnosis y/n breaks up a fight between aunong and neteyam. she is frustrated by neteyam’s anger towards the boy; she just wants to move on from the hatred and settle in peacefully. neteyam has other plans in mind.

content warning neteyam & reader are 19, dom! neteyam, p in v, fingering, oral (fem! receiving) if you squint, dirty talk, cursing and a bit of fluff at the end :)

"WAS IT REALLY NECESSARY TEYAM?" y/n scolded at the boy who was wiping the blood that dripped from his wounded lip.

"he was fucking pissing me off y/n." neteyam grumbled as his body stirred in frustration.

y/n rolled her eyes and groaned at his response, "you can't pick a fight with him every time he says something dumb."

"when the fuck did you become such a pacifist!?" neteyam raised his voice at her.

y/n was in disbelief at his tone, his choice of words. her eyes frantically darted from his eyes to the floor. neteyam had never yelled at her.

"i am not the one to be mad at! don't you dare yell at me." y/n yelled back, attempting to reclaim her ground.

"how could you be friends with him? after what he did." neteyam said in a softer tone.

"i never agreed to being his friend. i decided to be cordial because let's face it neteyam. we aren't leaving this place any time soon. he is the chief's son—"

"so!? why should we tolerate him. i can't stand his stupid face. the way he tries to get under my skin makes me want to hurt him every chance i get!"

"it is never that serious! he is barely a threat—"

"—he was talking about you y/n! talking about all the shit he'd do to you. did you expect me to stand there while he spoke of my girl in that way?!"

"oh." was all y/n could say.

"i mean honestly. i can't stand this fucking random fascination he now has. i fucked him up hard enough that he'll never think of even looking your way again."

y/n wasn't listening to his threats. she was far too focused on how attractive neteyam looked. she never knew someone could pull off anger the way he did. she bit her lip softly as she allowed herself to get distracted by his jawline, the way it clenched between each sentence.

"okay tey. i get it. you're my mighty warrior."

neteyam's ears perked up at this. he made eye contact with her and immediately became enchanted by her gaze. he recognized the tension and felt his once angry demeanor slowly turn into lust.

he walked over to her and grabbed her chin, pulling her dangerously close to his face. she looked at him with innocent eyes that she knew drove him crazy. the thought of her being a submissive mess under him was enough to send him into overdrive.

"say it again." he demanded.

"my mighty warrior." she said slowly making sure that the words burned into his ears. he let out a breath of satisfaction before pressing his lips against hers aggressively. she was taken aback by the sudden contact but melted into the kiss and his grasp.

he pulled away from the kiss causing y/n to look at him with confusion but her wonders were replaced with pleasure as he began peppering her neck with rough kisses. the chaste kisses gradually turned into him sucking and nibbling on her skin. he made sure to create love bites.

he wanted everyone in the clan to know she was his. no one could dare to take her from him. she was his everything.

"you're mine."

y/n hummed in response, far too lost in the sensation that neteyam had provided her. she could feel her womanhood pooling against her loincloth. she was desperate for his touch.

"use your words."

"im yours neteyam— mm' fuck!" she yelped quietly as he slid his hands in her loincloth running his fingers along her folds. she could feel her core ache against his hand, begging for him to satisfy her.

"you're so wet for me. only for me."

y/n whined as he slowly pushed two fingers into her. his pace was agonizingly slow, he realized he loved to tease her when he knew she was needy for him.

"faster tey, please." she pleaded.

he chuckled to himself before pumping his digits in and out of her. he placed his free hand over her mouth to lessen the noises she was producing. she let out a muffled moan against his hand and grinded her hips against his fingers.

he curled his fingers and watched her legs shake, struggling to hold her weight. she opened her eyes and raised a weak hand over his, removing it from her face.

"i need you neteyam."

neteyam groaned at her words as blood began rushing to his lower half. he took his hand out of her loincloth and placed a firm hand on her lower back, gently moving her to the ground. y/n laid on her back waiting impatiently for her mate.

he helped her take off her clothes before untying his loincloth, his dick springing free from the restriction. his eyes feasted on her body, appreciating every detail. he started leaving a trail of kisses from her chest down to her core.

"so fucking beautiful." he said and left an open mouthed kiss on her pussy. y/n felt her stomach clenching at the new feeling of his tongue against her.

he rose up and started positioning himself in front of her entrance. he rubbed his dick against her folds causing her to grind her hips. it was all so painful for y/n.

"oh eywa, please fuck me neteyam!" she cried.

neteyam wasted no time in thrusting his length inside of her. y/n let out a cry of pleasure at his roughness. it was pure ecstasy. the way each push hit all the right spots in the girl's body. she wasn't sure how long she'd last.

as neteyam drilled into her he placed a hand on her stomach, feeling himself inside of her. he could feel his dick twitch, it was enough to make the boy loose himself completely.

"such a fucking good girl for me."

y/n could only let out a moan in response. he lifted one of her leg's over his shoulder allowing him to plunge deeper into her. she felt tears brimming her eyes, the change in position elevating her bliss.

neteyam continued to abuse her insides as he listened to his mate make sounds he never heard before. her sweet voice and moans edging his climax further. he wished aunong could see this. he was fucking his girl dumb. y/n was forever his and there was nothing anybody could do about it.

"shit. baby mm' feels so good!" she managed to scream.

"say my fucking name, ma' y/n."

"n-n-net. neteyam!" y/n struggled to say through the overwhelming feeling of her stomach beginning to knot. neteyam moaned loudly at the sound of his name falling from her lips in this context. seeing her under him made him wish they could stay like this forever. connected.

"fuck. i'm gonna cum. are you close my love?" he whimpered as his thrusts became sloppier.

"yes!"

they were sure that half of pandora could hear their sins but neither of them cared. they were too engulfed in each other to worry about anyone else.

y/n repeated his name as he fucked her senselessly. hearing him yell profanities as he made love to her.

she could feel her orgasm creeping up on her until it washed over her, leaving her body to go limp.

she shook slightly from the feeling of neteyam continuing to pound into her. the sensitivity threatening another orgasm. he let out a long moan before pulling out and releasing.

he leaned down and left a passionate kiss on her lips.

"i love you." he breathed out still catching breath.

"i love you." y/n fluttered her eyes at him making him smile.

neteyam fell onto his back next to her, still recovering. y/n sat up and placed a hand on his chest.

"are you still mad about aunong?"

"i think i fucked the anger out of me." neteyam wiggled his brows teasingly.

she laughed at his sarcasm, "you're a freak."

"okay aunong." neteyam rolled his eyes and y/n smacked his chest. "hey!"

"okay! okay! bad joke!" neteyam winced.

y/n shook her head at his stupidity and laid on his chest, allowing his breathing to soothe her.

"you're really hot when you're mad." she purred.

"oh really?" neteyam said and y/n could already imagine the look on his face.

"yeah... maybe you should get mad more often." she shrugged against him.

"hm... i think i still have a tiny bit of anger left in me. wanna help me out?"

she giggled before straddling him and leaning down to kiss his lips eager for neteyam to please her again.

author hey! this is an excerpt i wrote from my book DEVOTION on wattpad! username, NEUROTICBRAT. i have never written on tumblr and am a little unsure of how it works but hope you guys enjoy! i’d love to hear any requests for the future!

[astrasae]

their fav place to kiss you

lo’ak, neteyam, kiri, tsireya, aonung, rotxo.

warnings: none.

a quick short post bcs I wanted to.

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Lo’ak

- His favorite place to kiss you is your lips, obviously.

- But he would kiss your cheek when you are with his family.

- He adores your thighs, so he usually kisses your inner thights in private.

Neteyam

- He loves to kiss your lips and hands.

- So whenever you are with his family he would kiss your hands.

- But he kisses you from lips when other na’vi boys are around. Marking you as his.

Ao’nung

- He loves to kiss your neck. Burrying his face on your neck.

- He doesn’t care if anybody is around. He kisses you everywhere. So everybody knows that you are his.

Rotxo

- He adores your nose and lips. So his fav place to kiss you is them.

- He’s shy when he kisses you when u guys are not alone.

Kiri

- She kisses you from your shoulder and cheeks in public.

- But she can’t stop kissing your lips in private.

Tsireya

- She loves your cheek and lips.

- Kissing in private, holding hands in public.

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[marialikeswritting]

Hey yo I made an aunong playlist for anyone that is interested :]

it has Puerto Rico Salsa songs from the 80's and indie pop or hop? Anyway hope you like it, give me your thoughts on it :]

It helps me for any inspiration I need lol also It's a cute little way to imaging yourself with him when you dont wanna write at least that's what I do lol

Edit* also I imagine the water tribe to be more latino Caribbean that listen to Salsa and dance to it, just my headcanon :D

Have a wonderful day (^v^)/♡

[pandorxxx]

Both…

Neteyam (19) x Metkayina fem reader (18) x Lo’ak(18)

All other characters are aged up as well

🔞Minors do not interact🔞

Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSEEEE, p in v, slight degrading kink, praise kink,oral, creampie, CNC (kinda), threesome.

You and your new found friend group sit in a circle on the beach. Ever since the sully’s came to the Metkayina clan for sanctuary, it's been nothing but fun. Teaching them your ways, and getting to know them has made you guys closer. Some closer than others, however. You had a thing for Neteyam when the sully’s first got here. He was the one you mainly trained, which caused you two to become closer than ever. He was a great friend, but you couldn't deny the way you felt about him. However, things took a turn when you trained lo’ak the day that Neteyam was sick. Lo’ak was funny, you liked that he made you laugh. He was kinda flirty too which made your stomach flutter every time he spoke to you. You slowly started to realize that you had a thing for both brothers, which was not good. You secretly fantasized about Lo’ak and Neteyam pinning you down as they took turns. The thought of that made your stomach drop and your heart skip a beat.

“Hey y/n? It's your turn! Who’d you rather?” Rotxo asked as he waited for you to answer. You were never really into games like this, because they always lead to something more.

“Ok, out of who?” you ask Rotxo as you scan the group.

“Ummm Kiri or Aonung?” Rotxo asked as the group let out a laugh in unison. You look at Kiri up and down as you lick your lips.

“Mmm Kiri all the way.” you fake moan as you bite your lip. Kiri crawled over to you seductively. When she reached you, she gave you a small peck on the lips. Then leaned down to your ear.

“That's what I thought..” she whispers in your ear before you both burst out laughing. She falls into your lap and you catch her, still laughing.

“Are you fucking serious?” Aunong shouts, causing the group to erupt with laughter. Neteyam palms Aunong’s shoulder as he shakes his head.

“Maybe next time, bro!” Lo’ak laughs at Aunong, holding his stomach.

“Yeah right! That was a silly one, let me ask you something a little more serious.” Tsireya glares at you with a grin.

“Fine, give me your best shot!” you say through a chuckle, still holding Kiri in your arms. Tsireya scanned the group as she searched for the next 2 people. She stopped suddenly, and looked at you.

“Neteyam…….or Lo’ak.” she says, making the entire group go radio silent. You look up at both of the boy’s as they silently await your answer. You look back at Tsireya, and grin. You look at the two boys again, but this time with lust.

“Both…” you smile sarcastically.

“OOOHHHH SHITTTTTT '' Rotxo shouts with his fist covering his mouth, hitting Aonung with his free hand. Aonung’s jaw was on the ground, as he snapped his head towards Neteyam. Neteyam and Lo’ak were too busy talking to each other through eye contact. They both grinned, nodded their heads at each other, and glared back at you. The way they were eyeing you up and down made your body hot. It was just a game, but you weren't kidding with your answer.

“Hey! Wrap it up kids, it's almost eclipse!” you hear Jake shout from behind.

“Ughh, we gotta go.” Kiri sighed as she got up out of your arms. Neteyam and Lo’ak got up swiftly to walk back to their families tent. Neteyam winked at you before walking away. Lo’ak bent down behind you, and kissed your neck making your breathing hitch.

“I will see you soon, y/n. '' he whispers in your ear before pulling away, walking off behind Neteyam. Tsireya cups her mouth with a surprised gasp.

‘I think you just got yourself into some shit, girl.”

A couple hours later, you were back at your own hut. You were taking your weapons off, about to get ready for bed before Lo’ak came rushing in. He was breathing heavily, and he looked to be in distress.

‘What happened?” you asked, concerned as you rushed over to him. 

“It's Neteyam, he’s hurt, in the forest, WE GOTTA GO.” he growls as he grabs your arm and pulls you out of the hut. He is practically dragging you into the forest.

“Why didn't you get your dad? what am I going to do?” you shout as he pulls you deeper into the forest. He completely ignores you, as you both come to a stop in the middle of the forest. You look around slowly, and then back up at lo’ak. 

“Where is Neteyam?” you ask as you shake out of his grasp, backing up a little. Lo’ak shifts his attention to the tree behind him, and whistles. Outcomes Neteyam, perfectly fine. He stopped next to Lo’ak with his arms crossed. He shoots you a glare, with a dark grin. Lo’ak is palming himself through his loincloth, as he tilts his head at you, mouth agape. Your eyes shift between the two, as you back up a little more. In turn, they move closer.

“What is going on?” you ask nervously, as your eyes frantically shift between the two boys.

“I'm hurting, help me.” Neteyam points at his huge bulge threatening to break through his  loincloth. The response made Lo’ak laugh before he went straight faced again.

“Yeah, me too.” Lo’ak adds as he undresses you with his eyes.

“No,no,no please…I was joking earlier.” you whine as you slowly back up again with your hand extended to maintain space between you and the boy’s.

“You can't joke like that, y/n.” Neteyam says through a clenched jaw as he walks closer to you.

“Yeah, you got me rilled the fuck up now.” Lo’ak continued as he started making his way behind you. You try to beat him to the punch, but he already had you in a headlock from behind. He pushes his bulge into your ass as he throws his head back at the friction. You tried to get out of his grip when you felt his cock poking your backside, but his hold was too strong.

‘Don't be like that, y/n. You know you want this.” Lo’ak whispers in your ear before kissing it. You accidentally moan at the feeling.

“Thats what the fuck im talking about!” Lo’ak groans as he smacks your ass, causing you to yelp in pain.

Neteyam was now towering over your small frame, as he watched you squirm in his brother's arms. 

“Please…” you plead with Neteyam, tears threatening to leave your eyes. He smirks, and slowly starts to untie his loincloth, letting it drop to the ground. You both look down in unison as his cock is now laying across your entire torso, tip touching the bottom of your breasts. You look back up at him with fear planted across your face. 

“Oh fuck…” you screech in panic, as he smirks at you.

“Oh fuck is right.” Neteyam laughs, still staring at you as he gives Lo’ak a high five.

“Put her on all fours.” Neteyam commands as Lo’ak immediately pushes you down into the position. You whimper at the force he uses. Lo’ak rips your loincloth off, and then his. He slowly massages your clit with the tip of his cock. You immediately moan out, and bite your lip at the sensation.

‘I know you want this, you don't have to pretend.” Lo’ak whispers in your ear, making your body shiver. Neteyam bends down in front of you, and jerks his cock in the direction of your mouth. You stare at it with huge eyes, before looking back up at him. He smirks at you before grabbing your head with both hands. He looks at Lo’ak who is still massaging your clit.

“Same time?” Neteyam asks Lo’ak, who is still playing with your swollen cunt.

“Fuck yeah, bro” he lets out a laugh before gripping your hips tightly, lining his cock up to your cunt. Your eyes widen as you finally understand what they mean.

“1…2…3” with the last number they both plunge into you, Making you feel fuller than you ever have. All 3 of you moan at the sensation. Your eyes roll back as they both start moving.

“Fuck,y/n! You’re already clenching around me, huh?” he asks as he palms the back of your neck. His thrusts were fast and hard, pushing your mouth further onto Neteyam’s throbbing cock. He was all the way down your throat, causing you to gag at the feeling. Tears started to fill your eyes, as you opened your mouth wider to take more of him.

“Shittt, you like my cock in your mouth, don't you? Such a fucking slut!” he asks as he holds your hair up, throwing his head back in bliss. You hum on him for confirmation, causing him to moan out, staring back down at you with his jaw dropped.

“Such a good girl, y/n! Such a good fucking girl.” he chuckles as he grips your hair tighter. You felt your high slowly approaching from Lo’aks deep thrusts. 

“You know, if you wanted to fuck us both, you could’ve said it sooner.” Lo’ak moans as beads of sweat drop from his forehead. Those words alone send you into a spiral. Your eyes roll back once again, as your high approaches. He catches on by the way you clench around him.

“You wanna cum on my dick? Go ahead, let it go, y/n.” he says seductively as he slaps your ass once more, causing you to whine on Neteyams cock.

“Fuck, y/n, say you love us!” Neteyam groans as his high starts to approach as well. He pulls out of your mouth just enough to hear you say those sweet words.

“Mmm fuck, I love you both!” you scream before Neteyam plunges his cock back into your mouth.

 The brothers look at eachother, and laugh at the mess you've become.

“Mhmm we love you too, baby!” Lo’ak confesses in your ear, before pulling back up.

“You almost ready, lil bro?” Neteyam asks as he looks down at you choking on his cock. 

“Hell yeah, bro.” Lo’ak says through grunts, throwing his head back once more. He sends you deep, slow strokes causing you to shake violently. Your screams sends shock waves through Neteyams entire body, causing him to cum in your mouth. He bites his lip as he lets out a low growl.

“Swallow that shit!'' he shouts through gritted teeth, as he holds you by your hair. You swallow all of it, and show him your tongue for confirmation. Lo’ak’s eyes are closed shut, as he reaches his high. He bites his lip in an attempt to suppress his moans, as he throws his head  to the sky. 

“Fuck!” he sends you one last stroke causing you to cry out in pleasure. He slowly pulls out of you, making you whine from the emptiness. He holds your hips as he watches his cum leak out of your swollen cunt. 

“A fucking masterpiece.” Lo’ak kisses your back before letting you go entirely. You fall face down into the ground beneath you as your legs are completely numb. The boys look at eachother and laugh, giving eachother one more high five. Lo’ak flips you over, as you drift in and out of consciousness. 

“y/n, baby wake up, we gotta get you back home.” Neteyam says as he slaps your face gently to wake you up.

“Mhmm, I- i’m tired, Neteyam.” you say with a delirious grin, as you fall back asleep. 

The two boys laugh at you again, putting on their loincloths. Lo’ak scoops you up bridal style, and walks out of the forest as Neteyam follows.

‘Bet she’ll never say both again.” Neteyam laughs as Lo’ak shakes his head.

Now listen, I usually just write my stories in the notes app, but I needed to bring out GOOGLE DOCS for this masterpiece. I hope y’all enjoyed it .😎😎

Outtie ❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

[fl3shm4id3n]

Modern human au that a love triangle with neteyam and aunong and reader is a painter and for her final project she has to paint a portrait and they both are give reasons on why she should paint him, and they do this so they could spend some quality time with her

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ x ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ᴀᴏ'ɴᴜɴɢ x ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Love triangle trope, arguing, goofy shit, that's it.

A/N: I'm already losing motivation to write :(

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You were an artist, for as long as you could remember you have drawn for years. You were really good at drawing for your age, specially painting, you really liked to paint things, it didn't matter what it was, whether it was a small or big object, you'd always paint it on a canvas. Since the school year was about to be over, you had to do your final project, which was to paint a portrait.

That was what made you ask for help, painting a face was complicated. There was a lot of details, the paint had to match the skin color, and the smallest mistake could be noticed. You had no idea whether to pain a portrait of yourself, but you felt like that was too easy. You needed something a bit more challenging.

"I just have no idea who to paint, I thought about asking Tsireya and Kiri, but Tsireya is busy with swimming and Kiri doesn't want to get her portraited painted. I also asked Lo'ak and Rotxo, but they were also busy." You rambled to both Neteyam and Ao'nung, who had been sitting with you on a table outside. They thought about what you said, but before Neteyam could answer, it was Ao'nung who broke the silence. "Well, since I completed my final work, I'm not busy, so you can paint me, trust me, you'll pass your class." He said confidently.

Neteyam then began to laugh, making Ao'nung glare at him. "Something funny Sully?" he asked, clearly not happy by how his friend laughed at his suggestion. "Please bro, you look easy to draw." Neteyam said with a smug grin, making Ao'nung look at him wth an offended look. "I look easy to draw?! You look like a rock with a smily face!" Ao'nung insulted back.

Then Neteyam stopped laughing and look at his friend, before you could say anything, Neteyam chimed in again. "At least I don't look like handsome squidward!" he said loudly. This made you giggle a bit. "Oh, I'm sorry, I just don't want our friend here to fail her class by painting you." He argued. "I wouldn't want for her to fail either, if she were to paint you, it'll be your fault she didn't pass the semester!" Neteyam argued back.

All you could do was watch him argue, it was kind of funny, but arguing wasn't helping you, so you thought of something. "Guys calm down!" you said, making the boys stop arguing and look at you. "Look, how about this, I'll paint a portrait of you two, how does that sound?" you asked, making the two boys turn to look at each other again. "If not I'll just ask Tuk if I c-" you were caught off by them. "NO!" they shouted at the same time, turning to you with pleading looks on there faces. "We'll do it" Ao'nung said, almost desperately. Neteyam nodded in agreement. You smiled at them. "Great! We'll start tomorrow!" you said happily, not noticing how both Ao'nung and Neteyam glared at one another.

[marialikeswritting]

What I need from tumblr right this moment and for the next month is aunong x reader fanfics fem reader or gender neutral is good

I need writers to consider making fanfics of him and I will also contribute just pls I need more of him idk why he is my favorite but yeah...

[fl3shm4id3n]

A reader x Neteyam or aunong based on Persephone and when she sees her crush bright flowers appear in her hair and around her and tries to hide them even though they don’t know what they mean

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫, 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐎𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫�� 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ ᴛᴇ ꜱᴜʟɪ ᴛꜱʏᴇʏᴋ'ɪᴛᴀɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴏᴍᴛᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʏᴀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀᴏ'ɴᴜɴɢ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴍᴇᴛᴋᴀʏɪɴᴀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ꜱᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ)

ꜱᴏɴɢ: ᴍᴀɴᴜ ᴄʜᴀᴏ - ᴍᴇ ɢᴜꜱᴛᴀꜱ ᴛᴜ

Tw: flowers appearing out of no where, reader has powers? reader is also a bit shy, crushes, talks of puberty,

A/N: Idk which Persephone we're talking about, but this idea was cute to do. Hope this was to your liking.

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When you had turned 15, you began to grow all sorts of feelings. It was probably due to puberty, not only that, but also because of you developing a crush on the oldest son of Toruk Makto, Neteyam. Every time he'd look at you or you'd come across one another. All of a sudden, pink flowers would appear, you didn't notice them until you felt the petals touch your bare shoulders and forehead. You'd freak out and would pluck them off as fast as you could.

You thought that was the last time, but no, it'd happen often when you'd interact with the boy. His sisters were the ones to notice how when you and their older brother would look your way, pink flowers came out of nowhere. They'd also notice the small pile behind you, you felt embarrassed every time they noticed.

You had been hanging out with Tuk and Kiri, you were all weaving something and would help Tuk from time to time since she was learning how to weave on her own. You were busy on making a new top for yourself, until you saw Neteyam approached you all. "Hey" he said in a polite way, as soon as you locked eyes with him, pink flowers began to grow out of your hair. "Hey Net! Look!" Tuk spoke to her brother and showed him her work. "That's very nice Tuk, you're getting better at weaving!" he commented, making his baby sister smile more. "Thanks to y/n" she said with a sly smile, seen how the flowers began to appear.

"It's nothing really" you said feeling your face become a purple, and you began to pluck out the small flowers, embarrassed. Neteyam smiled at you, ever since those flowers had began to appear, he believed you looked more beautiful then you already were. "I'll see you guys around. He said his final goodbyes and left. Meanwhile you were still plucking the flowers of you. "You court my brother already" Kiri said, going back into weaving her shawl. Tuk went over to the small pile of flowers, to look at the many shapes and shades of pink. "I don't know Kiri, what if he doesn't like me back?" you asked, watching how Tuk began to attempt making a flower crown.

"Oh come one y/n! He definitely likes you, the way he looks at you." Tuk commented, still trying to make a flower crown. "She's right, he may not have your ability of growing flowers like you do, but he likes you a lot. He gets all flattered when seen you" Kiri teased, now taking some flowers from your small pile and adding them to her shawl. You thought about it first, should you really try though? You thought to yourself.

You had been walking back to your family hut since Kiri and Tuk had to return home due to it being eclipse. You stayed out a bit more, thinking of what Kiri told you, that you should try and court Neteyam. That thought had been on your mind for a while, you weren't much of a hunter, you were still learning how to wield a bow, you had an ikra but had no skills of hunting. So how would you be able to court Neteyam if you can't even haunt, to show that you can be a good provider like he was.

You were too caught up in your own thoughts that you didn't see Neteyam coming your way, until you felt a pair of hands gently touch your arms. "Careful" that was all he said, making your eyes widening. The boy that you had been thinking about was right in front of you. "Neteyam!" you blurted out, great, the flowers began to appear. "I thought you were home since it's eclipse" you said, shyly, now taking off the flowers from your shoulders, letting them drop to the floor.

Neteyam smiled at you, but then he took your hand that was plucking the flowers, into his. "I've been meaning to talk to you" he said, making you stop what you were doing and looked at him in his sun colored eyes. "Really? What of?" you asked, now kind of worried. Seen his playing with your hand a bit, looking at your four fingers, made your face become a deep purple. Neteyam continued to examine your delicate fingers. "I've been thinking about courting you" he was straight forwards with his words, he did not hesitate one bit.

"C-court me?" you asked, now in shock, then flowers began to appear again, but this were much bigger and red instead. "Yeah, I've been meaning to complete my Rite of Passage to prove to you and your parents that I can be a good mate. And now that it's done, I'm ready to court you" he said, bringing your hand into his lip, giving your fingers a light kiss. Where you dreaming? The Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan, the son of Toruk Makto and the Olo'eyktan in training, wants to court you?

You looked away shyly from him, avoid eye contact. "Even if you didn't complete your Rite to Passage, I would of still tried to court you myself" you said, making Neteyam smile at your shyness. "You were planning on courting me?" he asked, making your face go even more purple and the flowers grew more. "Yes" you said with a shy smile on your lip. "I guess I beat you to it" he teased, making you giggle.

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You grew up with the leader's children and Rotxo, you were all a small group of friends, until Ao'nung began to get much older and made his own group of friends. Meanwhile you and Tsireya began to hang out more since you were both girls already reaching womanhood. One thing that you didn't expect to happen, happened. Already Tsireya was beginning her Tsahik in tranining lessons, and you had been blessed with a little quirk that didn't happen to the other girls.

Every time you'd see Ao'nung, flowers began to bloom from your hair and shoulders. You didn't undertand how or why pink flowers would all of a sudden surround you. When they'd appear, you'd pluck them as fast as you could to not get attention from Ao'nung. You felt embarrassed enough. When you asked the Tsahik if something was wrong, she herself couldn't explain it happened, but she believed it was caused as a form to show someone that you love them.

It was just any other day in the village, you and Tsireya were on one of the beaches, collecting some things Ronal has asked her daughter to collect for her. You decided to help and you were now examining the oysters, to see which ones has pearls in them and took them out so that they were used. While you were opening another oyster with the knife you had in hand, you had found another blue pearl. That matched Ao'nung's eyes, you were distracted by the pearl that you didn't hear Tsireya.

"I was thinkin that we can use this oysters for dinner, what do you think?" she asked, placing a pearl in the small satchel that you were both using to put the pearls in. She looked over at you, who was looking at the blue pearl in your hand. "Y/n?" she said, catching your attention. "Oh, sorry" you said, placing the pearl in the satchel and the oyster in the basket. Tsireya gave you a smile. "Thinking of my brother?" she asked, taking last oyster and begin to cut it open. "Yeah.." you admitted, placing your knife back on the quiver that you had hanging on your side.

Tsireya smiled at you, then he had an idea. "How about you come to dinner?" she asked, making you turn to her in surprise. "Me going over to your home for dinner?" You asked, while she had manage to open the oyster and checked for any pearls. "Yeah, since I'm thinking of using this oysters for dinner, and you could help me and my mother with dinner." She commented, placing the oyster on the basket. "Besides, I heard my mother say that a way into a man's heart is through his stomach." She said with a smile. Then you collected the other basket which contained the oysters, while Tsireya picked up the satchel and the quahog scratcher and headed back to the marui.

When you arrived, it was only Ronal that was in the marui, eating a small plate of Yovo fruit. Ever since she found out about her pregnancy, she would mostly eat that purple fruit. Then she looked up from her last slice and greeted both you and Tsireya. You bows your head to show your respect to the Tsahik. "We got what you asked for mother" Tsireya said, showing the satchel to the woman who had stood up from the floor. "Thank you" she said taking the satchel from her daughter and opened it to see the pearls.

You went over and placed the basket with the oysters on the small table which also had other kinds of food related ingratiates. "Mother? Can y/n stay for dinner? It's the least I could do since she helped me with the task" Tsireya commented, placing the scratcher back in it's place. Ronal smiled and nodded her head. "Of course, but just tell your parents that you're here" she instructed you in which you nodded respectfully.

After you told your parents that you were invited over for dinner, they allowed you to go. When you got to the leader's marui, you went over to help Tsireya and Ronal with the food. That whole evening you had been cooking with them, after a while of cooking, Tonowari and Ao'nung had arrived, just in time. When you saw them both, you bowed your head to them, but what you didn't noticed was how the flowers slowly began to appear again.

The whole time you while you all ate, in a circle. You were constantly apologizing for the flowers that kept growing out of your hair. The family didn't really seemed to mind at all. You had been sitting between Ao'nung and Tsireya, the whole time you kept quiet, only speaking when spoke to since you were too shy to say anything, specially since the flowers were almost all the over you. Tonowari had complemented the women's cooking since he had been craving oysters for a while and you all made the best oysters.

After dinner, Tonowari had asked Ao'nung to walk you back home. In which he gladly obliged to. As you both walked by to your marui, you were quiet the whole time, so Ao'nung decided to tell you the news. "I'm training to complete my rite to passage" he commented, making you smile and the flowers appeared again. "That's great news" you shyly commented, but he wasn't done. "I've also been thinking about choosing a mate." He said, making your cheeks turn a lilac purple. "Have anyone in mind?" you asked shyly. Now wanting to know who he had his eye on.

"She's pretty alright, I have to admit, I grew up with her too." Ao'nung explained, seen how you were plucking the flowers from your strands of hair. "And she always has flowers growing out her hair." He finally said, this made you stop in your track, you were a few feet away from your marui, seen that the light from the small flame was off, they must have been asleep by now. You looked into his ocean blue eyes. Then saw that he had pulled out a small pearl anklet. You were too stunned to speak. "I've been meaning to court you once I've completed my rite to passage, but I can no longer wait" he commented.

You looked at the anklet in his hands, then the ones pink flowers were now huge red ones. "You've been meaning to court me?" you asked, seen his cheek becoming a lilac purple, embarrassed. "Yes y/n, but I couldn't wait any longer, I wish to court you now, before someone takes you away from me." He blurted out, you've never seen him this embarrassed, he longer had the 'bad boy' façade. You smiled shyly, then plucked out the biggest red flower from your hair and handed it over to Ao'nung. "I accept" you said, looking away from him. Ao'nung smiled by your response, clearly happy that you accepted him.