#jake sully fluff

[rosyjn]

riding Jake’s thigh… @pandoraslxna’s kinktober day 03!

MDNI!!

warnings: a little overstimulation, praise

"Yeah, just like that.." he coos, holding your hips as you slowly rub your exposed heat on his thigh. You mewl and bite your lip, your slick wetting his skin. "Fuckin' love to see you like this," his hands trail up and down your bare body and his cock stays sprung up.

"Please, let me have it..." you beg, looking down at his erection while you speed up, riding his thigh faster and harder.

"Nah, you gotta cum first, then you can have my cock," he pinches the area around your navel, making you jump for a second before you continue pleasuring yourself, desperately chasing your orgasm on him. Jake is the type to please you. He always made sure that you had a climax, sometimes even several, before he would think about finishing.

"Fuck," you whisper softly, biting your lip to stifle your little noises as you clench around nothing. You're so wet- such a mess for him. He grips your hips tighter, fingers digging into the flesh there. He begins to help you, pushing you back and forth and grinding you onto his muscular thigh. You melt like putty, leaning forward and tucking your head into the crook of his neck. You softly moan into his skin while your hands hold him firmly. As your orgasm comes closer, you squirm.

"Shh," he croons., rubbing the back of your head as you writhe in his embrace. When your climax hits, he grunts as your arousal squirts onto his skin. Your swollen, desperate clit tingles with pleasure. You whisper-moan sweet nothings into Jake's ear.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you-" you whimper, feeling overwhelmed.

"I've got ya," he chuckles. He thinks it's adorable, how you get all flustered whenever you cum.

[neteyamyawne]

RDA Jake is the cutest clueless fucking thing and i love it 😭

His RDA era is still my fucking favourite and i can't get enough of him 😩✨

Just look at his cute face oh my god *faints*

[angelltheninth]

Avatar boys/men and how they purr? I love your headcanons that they purr.

They should purr a lot. I demand it. I manifest it.

Pairing: Jake Sully, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Tsu'tey, Miles Quaritch, Aonung, Tonowari x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, size difference, purring, cuddling, tail shenanigans, sneaking around, kissing

A/N: Love all of them so much, let me hear them purring please Cameron.

JAKE SULLY

Jake felt odd purring when he first got his Avatar. It was a sound he was never supposed to make before and now he made it whenever you did something to him that he really liked or appreciated. There's normally really quiet purrs, but when he starts he's like a cat, purring even after you stop touching him, signaling he would like more of what you were doing.

NETEYAM

He isn't afraid to show his liking of you when you cuddle up and lay your head on his chest, with your arms wrapped around him and just sharing the events of the day. He knows how much you love hearing him purr, sometimes even falling asleep to the sound and feeling of his chest rumbling. So there's no reason for him to try and suppress it at all.

LO'AK

Only purrs when it's the two of you alone. And man when he does he is loud. He's almost embarrassed by it but he can hardly help himself. You kissing him, pulling him close by wrapping your arms around him and scratching at the base of his ponytail has him sounding like an engine. Not only that but it gets his tail to wrap around your leg, keeping you against him, secretly not wanting the moment to end.

TSU'TEY

While thought to be the type that doesn't purr at all, much more known for his growls and hisses of warning, he does, on rare occasion purr. They're very short and very low mind you, almost impossible to hear unless you're right next to him, which lucky for you, you are. He lets his guard down the most when you praise him, then you can expect an occasional purr that will turn into a growl as he tries to mask it.

QUARITCH

He'd do just about anything other then allow himself to purr in your presence. He can't let you know he's got a weak spot for you, he knows you'd tease him for it. And tease him you do. From the moment you first heard that deep, rumbly sound as you lay against him in bed you had to figure out new ways to get him to produce is again. Good luck is what he said to you and it's been your mission ever since.

AONUNG

There was no woman who ever got Aonung to purr until you came along. And many tied, he was popular after all. Maybe there was a part of him hoping for you to be the first one to hear it, the first one he could let his guard down around in that way. Even when you're at the bottom of the ocean you can feel him purring hard as he holds you close against him, waiting for you to do the same.

TONOWARI

As much as he is proud and sometimes harsh he does show his softer side to you. Not just when you're alone either. He knows that he's someone others look up to, he wants to show them what true love looks like. What better way then letting them know how comfortable he is around you, his chest rumbling, tail swishing and tapping behind him whenever you kiss him or wrap your hands around his arm while you walk or swim.

[loaksbitch]

imagine neteyam sully finally stood up and proved himself he was serious about you in two ways, one was obviously with his words while the other was physically fucking his love for you in to you yes? YES! this is the finale of the i trusted you miniseries! — wc 4.4k ( tag list in the comments )

warnings - mating press, kissing, lots of kissing, neteyam is switch dom, cursing, vulgar language, him ripping your loincloth mentioned, crying, confusion, fucking, missionary, p in v, p penetration, size kink, mention of squirting but it’s short, praising, making love, mating, bonding, neteyam is a cry baby, jealousy, kinda rough sex (?), pinning against a tree, neteyam fucks you while hanging you on air. i think that’s it, lmk if i’ve to add anything.

“i trust you.” — neteyam sully (꩜,⨳)

here is part (one) — (two) — (three) of this series

everything from neteyam’s perspective was boring.

it was so fucking boring he had started playing with the decorations that was put on throne-like chair he was sat.

some part of him was happiest that you showed up but almost all about him was anxious and in pain when thinking you’re leaving after this party.

neteyam was very uninterested in how äeya was eyeing him or whispering things to him or how she tried to touch him. her touch genuinely makes his gut tighten in disgust.

how can she not take a sign when he pulls his hand away from her?

neteyam’s eyes wander at the crowd of na’vi in front of him, who are having fun and dancing. you’re not there. his eyes keep wondering before they finally land on your figure.

it wasn’t a pleasants sight when a fucking na’vi is trying to hold you from falling.

neteyam’s eyes squint to figure out who was standing next to you, daring to put his fucking hand on your body. neteyam would be honest that he’s glad the male stopped you from tumbling down and falling but putting his hands as an excuse on your waist?

unacceptable.

he hadn’t noticed how his body was tense from jealousy until äeya put her hands on his shoulder.

“nete’?” her sweet like voice calls for him but neteyam was too far invested on keeping his eyes on you. his jaw is clenched and hurting from how he’s biting on it.

äeya was again ignored and her stomach tightens, it kinda hurts when the person she was going to be mated with is ignoring her. yes, she doesn’t want him but then again they’ll be bound for life. yet äeya never wanted to be mated with neteyam, it was her parents to strengthen the so-called family ties or whatever they call it.

deep down, she really wished the feeling was mutual since neteyam kept ignoring her.

neteyam on other hand arches his brow when you suddenly make eye contact with him and sickening smirk on your lips before murmuring something like ‘fuck it, let’s dance’ to the male na’vi that’s tempting neteyam to break his neck

it was as if everything was numb and dull in neteyam’s eye except for you and that pet bitch that keeps following you to the crowd.

once you two were in front of neteyam, of course you’re the one who’s doing this intentionally, you start to dance with the na’vi male neteyam doesn’t know about.

he tried to shrug everything so bad until he saw the male pull you to him and press your body against his. neteyam felt like this was his last straw to brush it off as a bullshit

the stranger was fucking up with his love and neteyam will make sure to fuck him up.

taking off from his seat, neteyam walks down right to where you both are. “neteyam what are yo…” he ignored the call of his parents. the only target right now was latching you away from the asshole what’s trying to grind himself on you.

once he is close, he doesn’t fail to notice how the male na’vi pulls his hand away from you and instantly stops moving. you were distracted for the first few seconds before noticing no’xus and neteyam hears you about to curse the male in front of you

“what is it?” you’re annoyed when you turn and almost bump with neteyam who’s too close for your liking.

“put your hands off of her.” your words are ignored as neteyam ordered the male na’vi, no’ us only looked at him manically. “i’m not fucking repeating myself.”

all the na’vi’s had stopped their dancing and celebration, too confused why the future olo'eyktan is in front of you and demanding the other male to let you go.

your body is jerked away from the stranger you just met and you hiss when neteyam tugs you close to him. what is he thinking? in front of everyone?

“fucking let go of what’s mine and find your own mate.” neteyam scowls dangerously.

“his mate?” the whole omatikaya village gasps and whispers. “neteyam, what’re you do–“ he silenced you with a sharp “i’m dealing with you later.” and turns to his family and äeya’s before speaking loud.

fear was gone when he started to talk.

“i, neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan, has already chosen my woman as a mate.” you’re too shocked to even process what’s happening, even no’xus was gawking in shock. “and my woman is her.”

you’re tugged close to him and jake gets on his feet, “neteyam.” he warns with a deep voice but neteyam doesn’t even budge as his hands are on your hips. “no father, i speak this time and you will listen.” neteyam warns back

“i’ve always tried to be the perfect son for you and the perfect warrior but i’m tired of really giving up my happiness this time.” your eyes are wide, what was he doing.

“i’m not mating with äeya,” he was now staring at äeya’s parents, “i’ve always had the beautiful and prettiest girl i loved and want a future with.” neteyam tightens his hold on yours

“we had already made love.” right the moment the words leave his lips, the na’vi’s are whispering loud and netyiri clasps her hands on her mouth. “it is already done in front of eywa.”

it’s ironically insane how both of his parents sees their young love story between their son and you

“you can disagree or hate me for this but i’m fucking ready to let go of everything for her.” your breath is caught in your throat.

“neteyam, please stop.” you say but he only ignored you.

“i’ll step down from being the future clan leader if you want me to.” he was ready to give up everything for you. “i'm sorry for not stepping up for us before.” he was facing you now.

your eyes blurry when he leans to place his forehead against yours, you wish this dream never ended. “i see you, y/n.” a silent sob leaves your lips and neteyam quickly catches your tears, “don’t cry, baby.” he whispers

as much as jake wanted to deny it, he knew how much neteyam must be hurting and everything made sense to netyiri why her first born was acting up like this.

“what is this nonsense?” ty’sak, äeya’s father growls and neteyam closes his eyes before leaning back and turning to face the furious man. “i’ll apologize for my actions but never will i apologize for choosing her.” neteyam says ready to leave since he knows his parents will deal with them

“princess?” he holds onto your soft hands, “let’s get out of here.” you’re fast to nod and neteyam firmly nods, pulling you out of the pooled na’vi’s not forgetting to knowingly bump his shoulder with no’xus.

you don’t know what to feel and if scared and happy was the right answer? maybe you would agree.

what will happen after now? you’re holding on tight to neteyam’s large hand while he leads you out of the crowd, what will happen after this night? you’re gonna leave after tonight. what will happen right next moment?

neteyam has proved his point that he's really in love with you and chooses you but at what cost? you’re not gonna stay here anymore right?.. right?

once the two of you are far enough from the chaos, both of you are breathing heavily while staring at each other. you’re now in the woods, forest covering both of you.

neteyam made sure no one would find you two here.

“hey.” his rough voice makes your inside tingle, “hi.” it was as if you're both meeting for the first time. then again, awkward silence settles and neteyam doesn’t like any second of it ticking.

“look,” he starts but you shake your head and he shuts himself down fast. what’s going on inside that pretty mind of yours?

“princess?” he calls for you, “i love you.” his words makes your inside twist, neteyam has literally proved to you that he takes you seriously. “please trust me when i say that.” pain was visible in his voice.

you open your mouth to speak and close them again, why’re you like this? tell him you love him and trust him. your mind is going feral and neteyam watches you closely

“i love you.” you whisper quietly but it was loud enough for neteyam to hear it.

he wanted to tell you right there, cry in front of you and kiss you but he can’t just scare you away like that, not when you are telling him you’re in love with him.

there’s no point that you’ll deny your love for him anymore. it was obvious eywa was testing you both and you’re admitting you’re in love and trust this dumbass with your soul.

“princess.” neteyam is a consensual type of na’vi as his soft voice makes you look right to his eyes. “can i kiss you?” you’re gasping now, tears flowing as you desperately nod.

he was so careful with you, hands coming for contact with you, it was like fireworks exploding and ice cold water splashing on you. you watch him take a step to you and press his lips onto yours.

this was it, you both missed this.

the first time, it was gentle smooch against your upper lip then the second one, when neteyam leans more was more desperate and needy.

taking your lower lips in his and nibbling them lightly, you’re whimpering how he’s good at this, you’re both made for each other. neteyam doesn’t hold back when you whimper, two of his large hands cupping your jaw and pulling you more to him.

he was going hard on you, biting your soft lip hard that you’re convinced he broke your skin because the metallic taste on your tongue says so. “neteyam,” you call and feel him kiss the corner of your mouth.

“i’m here, i’m right here.” he tells you, hands roaming on your body, you’re trying to focus on his hands gripping you and loving how they feel but your heart is hurting from missing him so bad.

neteyam was quick to pull back and check your face, “what is it, tell me what’s wrong.” you hiccup, again so open and vulnerable to him.

“tell me, pretty girl, talk to me.” his soft manner and gentle touches only make it worse. you’re the first to break eye contact and you only lean to him and this time, you’re the one to kiss him.

neteyam doesn’t say anything and stay frozen, you need him just as much as he needs you but neteyam was surprised at your move.

neteyam inhaled the smallest gasp when you opened your small mouth a little wider for him to devour you, he remained still knowing himself that he’ll not stop if he gives in and kisses back

he’s trying not to lose his grip of pressing you against the wall and fucking his feelings into you.

you kissed him again and his breathing stopped, another kiss you delivered and this time he kissed back, striking the match of your pace and fully kissing you, pressing his lips with equal force.

you don’t deserve her, his own brain accused him

you’re just gonna hurt her more, neteyam was trying to block out the awful thoughts

the exchange of oxygen became difficult and you broke the kiss, taking deep breaths as your chest heaved up and down. neteyam took this opportunity and placed delicate kisses down to your throat, nudging your face to the side for more access

i never meant to hurt you, he wanted to say

i always loved you so much it was painful, neteyam thought

your silent moans are only pushing him further and further. clinging to him for affections and him doing the same so you won’t escape him was proof you wanted each other so bad.

his hand found your hips, gripping them tightly as he pulled both of you down to the grass. the way he pulls you to his strong thighs makes your breath quiver.

“neteyam,” you mewls when he pulls your lower abdomen to his, grinding you hard to his now growing bulge. your breath quickened when the increasing pressure of his shaft was on your center

was this really gonna happen?

neteyam’s mouth found yours again, licking your bottom lips and you granted his wish by opening your lips for him to devour you

he kissed you deeply until the need of breath won again eventually. foreheads pressed to one another, you two calmed yourself before you eventually locked eyes.

“i need you” your needy voice makes his cock stir.

neteyam tells you to hold onto him before bringing his hands to his shoulders and pulling the heaven material off of him. a relieved moan left his lips when he cracked his neck and looked back down at you.

you were much smaller than him and it was feeding his size kink well.

your heart starts to hammer when neteyam twists his arm and brings his braided queue in front of you, your eyes widen when you see his actions and look back at him, he was already staring at you and it was obvious he was scared and nervous just like you are.

the end of his queue moved and you gasped before speaking. “this means you’re forever with me, ‘teyam” you insecurely say and it pains him how broken you are about yourself.

he hums before looking straight into your eyes, “you are my forever.” he tells you and doesn't miss how you squirm under him.

your whole body is itchy with unbearable feelings and neteyam only waits for you.

it’s your turn to bring your braided queue to your front and see how the end of it twitches. neteyam was silenty asking you if you’re ready with his eyes and you only stare at his swollen scarlet lips and nod.

you’re both trying to breathe normal when you connect your queues and it was an audible gasp you both let out at the feeling.

everything was blurred except for both of you and how you saw each other.

you’re now feeling neteyam just like he’s feeling everything in you. and one thing you figured out from the connection was, this man is starving for you.

not only sexually but emotionally, you felt how he missed you and was hurting while neteyam on other hand felt exactly the same.

“princess,” he whimpered at the feeling and you closed your eyes shut. both of you tried to calm yourself.

once you’ve opened your eyes, neteyam was breathing shallowly and leaving no space between you as he tugged you close to him, “i need you close. i need you so close to me.” he grunts.

“i’m here,” you tell him and neteyam nods, “and i’m here, for you.”

your eyes are pleading him to make a move and make you feel full, neteyam doesn’t need tou to speak to understand when he’s literally connected to your brain.

a fleeting smile foresees his lips when you mewled as he grinds you down to him.

“neteyam, please.” yo breathed, tilting your head to the side, inviting him to mark you as his. “how do you want me?” neteyam voiced out in between marking you

“i don’t care…” you’re heaving, “just, i need you… please.”

you’re hurting and he wants to make you forget, remind you you’re his now and not gonna escape until death does you two apart. you’re calling for him, you’re telling him to mark you, fuck you or do anything with you.

you just want to be with him forever.

with his desires now uncontrolled, he brought his hands up from your hips to the pretty glowly leaves that are covering your chest and ripped them off away from you.

your fingers are sliding through his braids when he runs his hand on your bare back and grip you harder. neteyam sucked hard on your blue skin, making your eyes screw shut and breath hitch.

he’s gonna make you remember him when you’re trying to walk tomorrow with wobbly legs after he ruins you.

neteyam suddenly pushed you down to the grass and made you land on your back with a light tud, you begged for him and he’ll deliver it.

your legs are pushed wider, loincloth ripped away from you, he didn’t give you a second to feel shy as he went down on you.

long, pink flat tongue dragging all its way on your slit.

“neteyam!” you cried out when the pleasure striked. hypersensitivity winning on your heat, neteyam kept lapping on your arousal, hooking his arms under your soft plush thighs.

he pryed them open and tugged you to him way too close. he resumed his torture by delivering kitten licks on your clit and you keep crying out in pleasure. your hands sought to find his braids and pull hard on his locks, making him growl while eating you.

two fingers replaced his tongue, rubbing circularly has you on edges, you keep calling for him and neteyam only slides his other hand to your chest and removed on of your hand from his hair to intertwine his fingers with yours

he keeps massaging your spot and you cry out, two of his fingers sliding inside you, he curls them upward and your hips rise from the grass you’re laid.

“neteyam!” you yell.

you get louder when he ducks harder on your sensitive bud. your moans trembling and orgasm nearing, you feel your toes curl. when neteyam pushes his finger in and out of you while his lips im over your clit and lick it.

you’re almost there but the suddenly lose of his fingers and lips makes your eyes shoot open and you’re about to curse him but neteya had other plans.

“keep them open.” he demands.

neteyam gets on his knees, towering your body with his. he was fast to untie his own loincloth before removing them and you watch how his length sprang out, fully erect and big.

neteyam placed you a little higher to the ground and got between your thighs.

he didn’t make you wait long because he was now pushing himself inside you and taking each and every twist of your face, checking for any sign of pain since you’re physically more smaller and tighter than him.

neteyam groaned when he looked down.

he wasn’t even half way inside yet yoire squirming under him. “‘teyam” you whine when he keeps pushing and he only keeps brushing your hair out of your face. “too b-big.” you gasp.

“shh, almost there baby, i’m half way inside.” he soothes you.

patience running thin, neteyam places his hands on your hips and pulls you to meet his thrust. you scream but he was fast to shush you with a hard kiss on your lips.

“it’s okay, you’re doing good. taking me well baby.” he presses a sweet kiss on your forehead.

you grip on his arm, talking advantage of both of you being alone, you moan loud. “neteyam.” you moaned.

“say it again,” neteyam says, jaw clenched as he tries to help you adjust his size.

“neteyam,” you sigh.

amber eyes almost rolled into his head when he looked down at your, his mate’s state. “you’re so pretty.” he moans, “so pretty i’m losing it.” he was starting to slowly move his hips circular motion.

you only tighten your grip on his arm when you feel him move inside you, tip kissing the scarlet curve of your cervix. everything was perfect, so perfect to be true for him.

but then again, every time he opened his eyes and saw you under him, he knew it was real. he won you, and you won him.

“who’s fucking you so deep right now?”

he slowly dragged himself out of you only to plunge back. “say it, who’s fucking you deep right now?”

your legs tremble when you tell him, “you, you, you.”

“who’s making you feel good?” neteyam asks and you whine, why can’t he just shut up and fuck you?

“neteyam,” you bring your hand his hip, wanting him to go faster but he slaps your hand away. “answer me.” he roughly thrust and you gasp.

“who the fuck is making you feel good?”

“YOU!” you scream when he’s too deep and jolts your body up with every thrust he delivers.

“good girl.” your inside tightens.

“not that skxawng but me.” he says and your brows furrow in confusion before it hits you. he was jealous and talking about no’xus. “only me.”

he was now ramming to your heat harder and harder.

you feel your inside twist when you hear your mate whimper above you. the orgasm neteyam stopped you from having was returning and neteyam hisses when you tighten on his more than even.

“you’re gonna cum, huh?” he latched his rough thumb to down to your clit while he’s fucking his frustration into you and your body twitches, too much pleasure given.

your arousal milks neteyam’s cock and he snarls when your nectar and his precum decorated his cock. “ma ‘teyam” you mewl and cry when neteyam keeps fucking you, you wanted to tap out so bad but you’re good girl neteyam uses as his cocksleave

“for whom did you just cum for?” he was claiming you, no one except him makes you feel like this. “you!” you breath out.

just when you’re recovering from your state, neteyam suddenly pulls you up to him l by your waist and press you to him. “what’re you doing?” you ask when he grunts and pulls you both up from the ground while he’s still inside you.

making sure you’re not gonna fall, neteyam scoops you and places his hand under both of your knees before leaving you hanging on the air.

“netey— oh mother!” you scream when he pulls you down to his length fully, you’re dangling on his hand like a piece of an easy object and neteyam hold you and fucks you while you’re on the air.

“so good and easy for me,” he praises and you only moan, back arched and your breast pressed to his firm and strong chest. neteyam walks to the nearer tree and pins you against the wood before he’s jack-hammering you

kissing all spot with his girth.

“wait, neteyam, wait!” you whine but it was late when you explode down where you both are connected.

neteyam let’s a surprise chuckle out before looking down there then up to you before teasing you and placing a kiss on both of your reddened cheeks.

“you just squirted all over me, baby.”

you turn your face to the side, blushing and somehow surprised how he hasn’t came once. “i’m close,” he suddenly says, moans and grunts louder than ever. “so close, princess.” you pull him for a kiss and neteyam obliges.

“i love you, neteyam, i love you so much”

neteyam feels his emotions are winning over him when you say that and his eyes sting from the tears whelming up. “say that again, please?”

“i love you, ‘teyam” you smile and wipe the tears that were shed on his pretty skin.

“i love you more baby, i love you so much more.”

neteyam felt his lower abdomen contract and he moaned to your lips when you kiss him. “do you t-trust me?” he asks and you don’t fail to notice how his words hitch at the ‘trust’.

you don’t give a fuck how this is going or will turn out but what happened today proved you, you trust neteyam. “i do, i trust you.” you whimper, overly sensitive and not feeling your legs.

“fuck,” neteyam hisses when you say the words he was dearing to hear. “i love you, i love you, i love you.” he keeps saying with every thrust.

neteyam nudges your nose to the said that makes your whole face turn to the side, he then quickly hides into your neck and whines while gripping your hips so hard.

“princess.” he whines and you feel his thick ropes of seeds paint your gunmy walls. “i’m here,” you whisper to his flattened ear against his hair. “i’m here.” you keep telling him.

once he gains himself back, neteyam looks down to your lips before giving you a bold lick and you giggle. “neteyam ew!” you joke but deep down loving it.

“you clenching down there says the other though.” he teases and you slay his chest playfully. “fuck you!” you curse at him and gasp when he thrusts roughly.

“i think i already did that.” he proudly says before pressing his forehead against yours. “i’m sorry,” he says and the atmosphere instantly changes to a sad one. “i’m sorry i put you through so much…”

he opend his amber eyes he doesn’t remember closing and begs you. “but, please don’t leave. i’m nothing without you.”

your throat hurts when you swallow, too weak to voice out words to him but you manage few. “you’re not nothing, neteyam.” you tell him while you cup his cheek and make his look directly to your eyes and he shakes his head

“no, i can’t live without you, i’ll go insane.” you smile when he kisses your eyelids.

“my mom doesn’t know yet.” you watch him his tail wiggles and his ears perk at your words. “i’ll have to tell her i’m staying her– NETEYAM!” you laugh when he’s pulling you from the tree and hugging you close to him

you cling to him for your deal life when he twirls you both. “neteyam slow down!” you giggle at his excitement. he’s so baby-like na’vi. after you begging him several times, you watch him stop and let go if you gently

you feel the pad of your foot hit the grass and when neteyam lets you go by your own, you almost fall. “i’ve got you.” he tells you, catching you by your hips, a cocky grin on his face when he realizes you can’t feel your limbs.

“what do we do now?” you ask him, and watch him hum in thoughts before speaking.

“i don’t know, i just want to be with you now everything else can be solved later.” he starts to help you walk near the shores to eash your sweaty body.

“neteyam, this is serious.”

“i am serious.”

you just sigh, too tired to even think about arguing with him. you shiver when the cold water touches your skin as you make your way to the lake and neteyam follows you closely from behind.

everything was now how it’s supposed to be, neteyam can’t thank eywa and kiri for helping him with things. he’ll make sure to deal with his parents later because his main priority now is you.

only you.

oh my gosh, we’re now done with the ‘i trusted you’ miniseries and i can’t express how i’m feeling rn, to be honest it’s weird to not write anything about them anymore :( but what can i say? everything is sorted out now!!

thank you for giving this series a love and support than i ever imagined, it received the most wholesome and funny reactions from you guys and i can’t wait to make more of a mini series of all of you!! the “i trusted you” series has no came to an end, thank you for loving it with your everything.

like and reblogs are very much appreciated! i love each and everyone of you, lmk in the comments of the smut was toe-curling enough like you guys wanted it to be?? mwah** micasa signing off from this series <3

[truetogaia]

im feeding yall so good rn PUTTIN IN THE WORK

pairing: dilf!jake sully x fem!na'vi!reader

genre: smut, 18+

warnings: virginity loss bc im nasty, p in v, a lot of dirty talk, hand job, oral (m recieving), EXPLICIT AND MATURE THEMES, daddy kink hihiihih, a lot of depictions, tsaheylu.

notes: couldn't get over my dilf!Jake brain rot so here we are. Daddy Jake walking his innocent, virgin mate through sex

Word count: ab 800!!

Jake carefully guided you to sit in front of him, between his brawny thighs. It was your first time, and he was gonna make sure to teach you everything he knew. “There you go” your gaze followed his big hands as he lazily undid his, seemingly tight, loincloth. You looked up at him with your pretty doe eyes, looking like a deer in headlights.

“It’s okay, baby. We’ll take it nice and slow, yeah?” You nodded, hesitantly placing your soft hands on his thighs. His cock was rock hard, and huge. Being as inexperienced as you were, your mind raced to try and understand how it would fit. 

Jake couldn’t handle the innocent, confused look on your face, only fueling his lust for you. He palmed his growing erection, quickly catching your scattered attention. Your hands nervously reached out to him, gently grabbing his hard length. A dry chuckle erupted from deep in his chest as your soft palms started working up and down his shaft, and with some guidance from the older male, you soon got the hang of it.

“Wanna try using your mouth, hm?” His raspy voice sent a shiver up your spine, heat pooling between your soft thighs. You nodded slowly, letting him guide his fat tip to rest against your plush lips. Jake groaned loudly as your wet, hot mouth enveloped his aching cock, resting his large hands on your head.  

“That’s right… such a good girl..hmn- takin' daddy’s cock like this.” You felt around for something to grab, something to hold on to as Jake’s bulbous tip abused the back of your tight throat. His gentle hums and moans of approval reached your ears as you gagged on his girth, not yet managing to fit the whole thing in your mouth. “Atta girl..” His lidded eyes scanned your face, relishing in the fact that you struggled to take all of him. You were drooling, eyes fighting the hot tears threatening to spill over.

Jake pulled out with a grunt, not wanting his release to go to waste. The rough of his palm caressed your jaw, gently grabbing it to shift your gaze to him. “Y’ready?” You answered with a simple yes. 

His golden eyes searched for any kind of uncertainty in yours, and when he came out empty handed, he laid you down on your back. “Daddy’s gonna teach you everything he knows, would you like that, sweetheart?” you nodded meekly, feeling his digits run over your soaked folds. A quiet moan escaped you as Jake lightly rubbed your clit. Though he had taken his sweet time preparing you earlier, edging you and making you cum so many times that you lost count, your cunt was still begging for another release. 

“Still so wet. You filthy girl.” he cooed, teasingly running his tip through your folds. With a deep, satisfied sigh, he finally sunk into you, reveling in the way your velvet walls sucked him in. Your cunt was drenched in arousal, making it easy for him to enter you in one swift motion.

He let you adjust to the new sensation, and his ridiculous size. It felt odd, to say the least, but amazing. His cock stretched you out so good, stuffing your needy cunt deliciously. He was quick to set an easy pace when you gave the green light. His movements languid and sensual as he fucked into you slowly. 

It took a while to fully adjust to his size. The pain soon subsided and transformed into immense pleasure as the head of his cock prodded repeatedly at your g-spot. Your walls molded themselves after the shape of his cock, after every vein and curve that adorned it.

Your soft mewls and moans only spurred Jake on, tempting him to thrust harder, but he knew better. Instead, he brought his hand to rest between your plush thighs, digits rubbing over your puffy clit in sync with his affectionate thrusts.

“That’s my girl. Damn you’re tight, sweetheart.” Your cunt was squeezing him tightly as he rolled his hips into yours, and he couldn’t get enough. Couldn’t get enough of the sensation of your younger, soft skin under his rough hands, couldn’t get enough of the fact that you wanted him to be your first. His thoughts were interrupted when your hands came up to carefully grab hold of his thick braid, pulling it over his brawny shoulder. His heartbeat increased by a thousand when you connected the tendrils of your kuru with his, pupils dilating as the unfamiliar, soothing feeling coursed through the both of you. 

The connection was enough to tip you both over the edge. Jake’s hot release painted your velvet insides white while your pussy spasmed, milking him raw. You came hard, body jolting as Jake halted his sloppy thrusts. He chuckled, plopping down to lay by your side. You finally came to your senses when Jake pulled you into his chest, face growing a shade darker as you realized what you had done.

“It was that good, eh?”

[whereireid]

𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓 | 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

SUMMARY: How can Jake Sully leave a sweet girl like you to suffer in heat? ━ warnings: 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘀 & 𝗿𝘂𝘁𝘀 - i𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿, 𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘃, 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂𝗸 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝘁𝗼 𝗷𝗮𝗸𝗲 - navi women have reg female anatomy bc i didnt wanna spend hours researching, unedited

𝗣𝗦𝗔: 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗠𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡. 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗜𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘. 𝟭𝟴+ !𝗜𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗹𝗴𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁! 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞!𝗙𝗜𝗖, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵. 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗻𝗶 - 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘆 #𝗪𝗢𝗠𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 𝘁𝗮𝗴.

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Perhaps it was by the fate of Ewya that you found yourself in the Na'vi forest, sweaty and on the verge of heat, with none other than Jake Sully.

As you sit on the forest floor, stretching your legs out uncomfortably, you hiss, for what seems like the hundredth time. You don't miss the harsh glare that comes from your soon-to-be clan leader, Toruk Makto, nor the warmth that succumbs to your belly when his tongue flicks out to wet his lips, his teeth digging into some fruit he had found on the forest floor.

It is incredulous how difficult it is to drag your eyes away from the warrior when the juice squirts onto his face and his lips paint into a smirk.

"Why are you in pain, sweet girl?" Jake questions, his eyes heavy on you. When you do not answer, instead opting to soothe the muscles in your calf by rubbing your leg in soft, circular motions, his hands wrap around the base of your ankle. "I will ask again. Why are you in so much pain?"

"I injured myself by the river, days ago. Hunting fish. Slipped - 't was an easy enough mistake."

"Did you get the fish in the end?" Jake's fingers dart across your ankle, the feeling of his touch supposedly soothing, but it burns a fire on your skin, and it only makes you hiss more.

The gesture in itself is harmless - you're sure there's no ill intent meant behind it, but the feeling of his skin brushing against yours makes your gut churn with lust, because you're in heat. It is impossible to ignore such a Na'vi during heat, and your eyes rise to gaze at Jake but you're impossibly distracted by the flexing of his muscles. "No," you admit, bowing your head in disappointment. Your ears cast downwards as you feel his eyes bore into you, an almost amused smirk painting his lips. It is shameful to admit such a mistake in front of Toruk Makto, and your lips purse as your eyes flicker back up to look at the great warrior. "And this is another failed hunt."

"Mmm, 'ts not yet failed. After all, you didn't know what I was hunting for." His fingers pinch at your ankle, and your body drowns in warmth. "You're panting and you're so warm... is something wrong, other than that leg of yours, sweet girl? You haven't been the same since I've gotten you in this forest."

"I am fine." Your eyes flutter shut as Jake's fingers trickle upwards, climbing your leg, and he stares at you intensely, the fruit abandoned to the forest floor.

"You're burning a fever and you smell different. Something is very clearly wrong."

Jake tugs at your legs - his grip tight enough for you to slip downwards, closer to your lap, but not tight enough to hurt. It's painful - his thighs brush against your crotch as he lifts you up, carefully inspecting your warm forehead. He is so close to you it sets your skin alight, and you let out an unwanted mewl as his lips accidentally brush against the skin of your cheek as he continues to check your temperature.

"Jake," you whimper softly as he stills below you, his head still uncomfortably close to yours.

It hurts. It really, really hurts, and everything inside of you is screaming to get away from him, because he is Jake Sully - Toruk Makto - and what are you? He is a savior, a hero, a legend, and you are just a girl.

"My sweet girl, you're in heat," Jake's voice is soft, and soothing, lulling over you like an all-loving wave, and your thighs shake softly as his fingers dart up the skin of your legs. "Why did you not mention this to me?"

"What good would it do?" Your voice wavers as his fingers trail towards your inner thighs, your hands clutching on his shoulders unsteadily. "We are not mated. You cannot help me."

Jake tuts, his big, yellow eyes staring into you. "Of course, I can help you." It feels like someone has just set you ablaze when Jake's fingers press against the warmth of your cunt, the sudden intrusion of his fingers darting against your clit sending shockwaves down your spine. "I'm unmated, sweetheart. There are no problems on my end. Absolutely none."

Goosebumps trickle up your arms when Jake's teeth graze against the skin of your neck, a gentle gasp slipping past your lips. "Jake, I can't,"

"Really? It seems like you can." Skillful fingers roll gentle circles against your clit. You know Jake Sully is not true Na'vi - know of his past as human, know he has taken many women beforehand. The pleasure shocks through you as he carefully stimulates your clit is proof of that - how can a man who has never touched a woman know how to treat one so well? "Does that feel good, sweet girl? Your body's telling me it does. So fuckin' wet down here."

"I can't - I can't mate with you. It is not just. Ewya-"

"Ewya chose me. I am Na'vi." Jake's lips pepper against the skin of your neck, and your head fogs over with lust as he brings you so close to a high you've never experienced. "And I choose you, sweet girl."

It feels foreign as his finger pushes into your cunt, his thumb now rolling against your clit, one of his fingers darting in and out of you slowly. And it feels good - so, so, so good, and Jake smells so good, as well! Good enough to mate, in fact - and isn't he just the most perfect Na'vi? Not too big, but strong and hearty nonetheless? The perfect size, not overbearing, but somehow able to crowd your senses all in one?

"Do you want me? Say the words and I'm yours. Forever."

"Jake..."

He hums lowly, his eyelids fluttering shut as he listens to the beating of your heart. "I have wanted you since I've come here, sweet girl. If you choose me you're not goin' to regret it."

"Ma Jake - I, oh Ewya - I choose you, Jake!"

Just as the words finish tumbling out of your mouth, your orgasm crashes over you wildly. It is a feeling of ecstasy - your body shakes and trembles against his own, his fingers not stopping - the feeling of your stimulated clit beginning to grow dull and sharp, pulsing through the motions painfully. The sensation is strange, so peculiar that you try to fight back the warmth that floods your belly, but your coil has snapped, so there's no use. Your orgasm is here, and you try to hold back the urge to let the warmth bleed out but you can't. As you cum against him, you cry out - mewl out, sobbing to Ewya and everything else that "it feels too good, oh Ewya! What is this, Jake? What - what is this?"

When your high finishes - when Jake finally stops toying with your cunt, he pulls his hand away, admiring the fruits of his labour. His fingers and palm are wet - glistening with your cum, and though your ears tuck backward in shame, your eyes growing wide with worry, Jake smirks. You frown in response - reaching up to stop him as his fingers dart towards his lips, but unable to before his tongue begins to lap up your cum.

"You're a squirter, huh?" Jake hums, basking in the wet that's also splashed on his thighs from where you'd come hard and heavy. "You've made me all wet."

"I-I'm sorry," you murmur, your big eyes squeezing shut in fear, but Jake coos softly, his palm brushing against your back soothingly.

"There's nothing to apologize for, sweet girl. In fact, I want you to do it again."

To that, your eyes snap open. "Again?"

"Mmm." You don't realise what Jake's doing - don't notice how his cock is pressed against your cunt, how his hands are busy parting your thighs and making sure you're as relaxed as possible. You don't realise until he asks, again, "you choose me?"

"I - I choose you, Jake," you blink in confusion, but your naivety washes away when you feel the tip of his cock press against your cunt carefully.

It doesn't take long for you to be whining against him - your walls are like velvet, squeezing him perfectly, basically milking his cock. He has claimed you, your Na'vi queues clasped together, your bodies shuffling in sync, all on the forest floor. Your walls sheath him - so tight and wet, and Jake lets out disgruntled grunts against your neck.

Despite Jack not being true Na'vi, he is huge. Perhaps he kept some of his human qualities - the knowing, smooth thrust of his hips tells you that he has. He nibbles on your ear lovingly, basking in the moan that slips past your lips, and your coil begins to tighten.

It is a wonderful feeling, being taken like this, so vulnerable. You are not too far from home - if anyone in your clan grew curious about your whereabouts they could easily find you, pressed below Jake, his hands around your neck, his cock buried in your cunt.

"Oh my sweet girl, why are you crying? Does it just feel that good?" A mocking chuckle shakes Jake, who rides into you slowly, grinding his teeth as you tighten against him again.

You cry beneath him. It feels so good - so perfect, his scent filling your nose as your legs begin to shake, your body beginning to convulse beneath him. And then you feel this urge - this overwhelming, drowning urge to pull him into you so you do, mumbling, "please, ma Jake, fill me with you," and you whisper it so sweetly, so honestly, that Jake would be a nasty man to deny you of such pleasure.

It isn't long until you're orgasming. "My sweet girl," Jake murmurs as his cock ruts against the sweet spot inside of you, his fingers sliding in your mouth, and he groans when you instinctively, "you want me, sweet girl?"

You can do nothing but hum and whine beneath him, your eyes pricking with tears, your walls tightly milking his cock. Jake can't hold back anymore. He cums - cock twitching inside of you, his rutting hips thrusting desperately, holding you as you mewl and sob against him.

The next moments feel like ecstasy. You can hear his heartbeat, but not through his chest - you hear it as though it is your own. His pants are heavy and hot against you.

It feels strange, to be laying with Jake Sully. To be laying with Toruk Makto, wrapped in his arms as though he is not a great warrior, but rather your great mate.

Perhaps now he is.

[blue-sadie]

Can I request Tonowari, Jake Sully, Neytiri and Ronal react to a busty fem!human please 😫

Hard Stares

Jake, Neytiri x Human Reader x Tonowari, Ronal

Summary: their eyes where looking at anything but your face

Warning: reader got curves

Yn/3rd person pov

You were one of the new scientists at the lab but ran away once you saw the terrible damage they were doing to pandora.

So you came and contacted norman and gave him all the data and access to their surplie shipments and anything they needed to take the sky people down.

You quickly became Norman's second hand man and helped him with everything so when jake called about kiri and her seizure, you were asked to tag along.

You were a bit skeptical because your a human and the tribe their staying with has had only bad experiences with humans.

"Don't be so anxious nothing will happen to you" norman smiled as we came to landed, he was of course the first out the plane greeting his old buddy before bringing him over to the door.

"Jake this is the new member of the crew" he murmured jake stared as me his eyes widening a bit when I stand up "h-hi" he coughed.

I bit my lip did I do something wrong I was rushed out of my thoughts as I had to help bring the equipment out.

When I stepped foot of the sound I could feel eyes on me as I carried the equipment following norman closely my heart almost beating out my chest.

I glanced noticing the very well dressed couple watching me closely 'that must be the chief and his wife' I walked along their netted pathways to the hut where the where keeping kiri.

I layed out the equipment and helped the besti could but nothing seemed to help kiri "remove these things" the chiefs wife ronal as I was told as she bought in bowls of herbs.

I quickly took back all the equipment not wanting to draw attention to myself I stood my the plane waiting to leave but to my dismay we were asked to stay for dinner.

I rocked on my heels as I stared down at my tablet typing away not noticing the stares I was getting.

Jake and neytiri were more secretive about it only stealing a few glances each minute but tonowari and ronal were just plain staring they didn't care.

Their eyes traced each curve of your body and honestly all of them were surprised well except jake because he was on earth but the rest of them they just can't look away.

During dinner they decided to sit more closer to you and bring you into more conversations but each time you move a bit it distracts them and they lose their train of thought and have to start all over again.

"Hey my eyes are up here"

Tag.List

@neteyamyawne @sweetirilly @greekgods15

@erenjaegerwifee

[starkeysmoon]

breathtaking

paring: neteyam sully x gender netural omatikaya! reader

summary: you and neteyam take a stroll in the forest and don’t seem to notice how fast time goes by

warnings: kissing and just pure fluff!

word count: 0.6K! (drabble)

as usual, you and neteyam were strolling around the forest, exploring. It was getting late, almost eclipse time, but the two of you didn’t pay any mind. you were too preoccupied with each other to notice that the sky was beginning to darken.

“i can’t believe you're going to be my t’sahik one day,” he said, wiping away a fake tear.

“bad taste on my end, if i do say so myself” you teased and he rolled his eyes.

“shut up!” he laughed, frowning when you dodged his kiss.

“woah chill you’re my best friend,” you exclaimed, his eyes widening at your words and his mouth dropping at your antics, making you laugh even harder.

“I’m kidding! I love you,” you said with a smile, planting a soft kiss on his cheeks.

“i love you too, (name),” he beamed, his cheeks flushed with light hues of pink.

“i like how after all this time, you still blush at the smallest things,” you admit.

“how could i not? when i have you as my mate,” he said, caressing your cheek with his fingers as heat rose towards your face at his words. now you were the one blushing.

“ah, it seems the tables have turned, my love.” he teased, noticing the blush that crept onto your cheeks.

“shush” you murmured, causing him to chuckle at your words.

the loud screech of the direhorse snapped the two of you out of your little world, and back to your surroundings, you looked around to find out that night had fallen across the sky. it was now eclipse, which was your curfew. which meant your parents were going to skin the both of you.

“our parents are going to skin us!” you exclaimed, panic filling your voice.

“they can wait,” he said without hesitation.

you felt your jaw slightly drop at his words.

“is this the neteyam sully i know and love? or has something possessed him?” you joked, tilting your head to the side and gently slapping his left arm.

“very funny (name), ” he says and playfully rolls his eyes at your words.

you let out a sigh as you took in your glowing surroundings before wrapping your arms around neteyam, taking in his warmth, and burying your face into the crook of his neck. “eclipse is always so breathtaking, isn’t it?”

“you’re breathtaking,” he whispered, and you looked up at him.

“you know you mean so much to me right?” he began and you nodded, “you’re my everything, teyam” a smile plastered on your face and your heart beating at a rapid pace, thumping loud and uncontrollably, that even your ears twitch at the sounds of your heartbeat. without hesitation you crave your neck up, connecting your lips to his and he melts right against you. surrendering everything to you.

his eyes flutter shut and his arms wrap around your waist tighter, so that there’s no space left between the two of you. you place your hands around his neck, tilting your head to one side, and deepen the kiss in the process. your wandering hands move to his hair, stroking it ever so gently and carefully that he swears he falls in love with you all over again.

the two of you smile into the kiss, before bursting into a fit of giggles and laughter. his forehead pressed against yours, both your eyes still closed, and the two of you breathing heavily.

everything in that moment was perfect.

[peacelovepandora]

Exceeding It All

Jake Sully x Daughter!Reader

@missdreamofendless : "I’ve always wanted to see something with Jake and his newborn daughter, I just think it would be adorable"

^ thanks for the idea love !

enjoyyyyyy <3

. *. ⋆

Within the confines of the elders' quarters, Neytiri was in the process of giving life to you. Pacing frantically, Jake struggled to check his emotions as he awaited the birth of his third child. His two sons, Neteyam and Lo'ak, were being watched by other members of the clan. Though it was the middle of the night, far into the hours of eclipse, adrenaline kept Jake wide awake.

Neteyam and Lo'ak had both been quick births. However, tonight, Jake's mind raced as he noted how much longer you were taking.

Was everything okay? Was there a complication? Was Neytiri alright?

It took all of his strength not to burst into the tent. He'd already interrupted the elders four previous times. He knew that--should he make it a fifth--that they would be far from pleased with him.

As he tried to control his breathing, he looked down at his hands, dusting them at his sides.

Were his hands clean enough to hold you? What if he infected you with something and got you sick?

Frowning, Jake shook his head. He'd already done this twice before. Why was he so nervous with this one? What was different? Searching his mind for an explanation, he couldn't help falling into a cycle of affectionate thoughts.

What would you be like? Would he have another son to accompany his two others?

Relaxing a bit, Jake chuckled to himself as he envisioned three rowdy boys padding through the forest. Then, looking down at his hands, he finally made up his mind.

"Yeah, I should go wash up," he whispered to himself.

As he prepared to leave, a faint jakesully caused him to halt his movements. Turning around, he was met with the sight of Mo'at, holding the entrance beads back with one hand.

After a moment's silence, Jake finally spoke. "Mo'at?" Jake asked breathlessly.

"It is time," she replied, before nodding towards the inside of the tent, "Come."

For a moment, Jake stared at her, mouth agape and eyes wide. Then, swallowing thickly, he brushed his hands over his torso before sucking in a breath. With a small smile, Mo'at waited for Jake to approach the entrance before turning around and walking inside.

As Jake's heart pounded in his ears, he pulled the beads aside before stepping into the fire-lit quarters. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust--for he'd been relying on the bioluminescent lighting of the forest outside. Once they did, he spotted Neytiri's limp figure. Eyes closed, she was taking deep breaths as exhaustion crossed her expression. Moving quickly, Jake kneeled by her side, cupping her face in the process.

"Baby?" he whispered, rubbing a thumb over her cheek.

"Let her rest, Jakesully," Mo'at instructed, "She has just been relieved of the burden of birthing your daughter."

"I kno--" Jake spun around, eyebrows creased as his mouth fell agape. "Daughter?"

Mo'at raised her eyebrows. "Yes," she answered, "Eywa has blessed you with a daughter."

Sticking her hand out, Mo'at gestured towards two other elders. They were two women, both sitting on the floor, backs to him. After standing up, moving at a careful pace, Jake stepped towards the women. Feeling his presence behind them, one of them glanced back, meeting his gaze before scooting to the side. As she did so, he was finally given a view of you, his daughter.

Your small body was lying on a weaved blanket. Small, nearly inconceivable, noises were coming from your tiny lips. Instantly, Jake was taken back to the births of his two sons. Both boys had been loud babies, crying as soon as they'd reached the world.

But you, you were quiet. Your coos grew softer as your legs kicked out. Then, reaching out, your small hands grew agitated--reaching out for a purpose that was unknown to you.

Jake, however, was fully aware of that purpose. An aching paternal instinct fueled his heart with a fierce protectiveness that had never been so strong before.

Your eyes were closed. You had entered the world only minutes before. And yet, your newborn instincts could already recognize someone of your own blood. The small fibers in your body felt his presence and knew to reach out for him.

"Oh my," he breathed.

Gingerly, the woman sitting closest to him scooped you up. Jake had little time to register the moment before you were being handed to him. Sucking in a breath, Jake reached his hands out, cupping your back and head.

Quickly realizing this was an awkward grip, he readjusted himself to cradle you. Leaning back slightly, he released his breath as he tucked your head into the crook of his arm. Though he was capable of supporting you with one arm--given that you were just that small--he tucked his other arm beneath you for extra security.

Daughter, his mind echoed.

For a long moment, he remained silent as he gazed down at you. He hadn't realized that his mouth had fallen agape until his throat grew dry. Closing his mouth, he forced a swallow before nearly panicking as your eyes popped open.

Jake blinked, feeling his heart race as he held your gaze for the very first time. However, as your fresh gaze morphed from sudden-alertness to curiosity, Jake's demeanor softened, as well.

After releasing a long exhale, he finally broke the silence. "Wow," he spoke breathlessly, feeling a small smile tug at his lips, "Hey, baby girl. There you are."

"Were you expecting another son?" Mo'at asked, raising an eyebrow as a smile tugged at her lips.

"I don't know what I was expecting," Jake answered distractedly, never ripping his gaze from you, "but this . . . God, this exceeds everything. Every expectation I ever had. She exceeds everything."

As a small whimper escaped your lips, Jake frowned, instinctively searching your body.

"She's uncomfortable," Mo'at explained as Jake gently bounced you, "Fresh out of the womb, her body temperature is still warm. We must bathe her now."

"Let me," Jake spoke up, a little too harshly.

The women grew silent, staring at him. Jake's gaze shifted between the three of them before correcting himself.

"I mean . . . I never got to bathe my sons. It would be greatly appreciated if you would do me the honor of allowing me to bathe my firstborn daughter."

The two women looked to Mo'at. Lips pressed together, Mo'at scrutinized Jake's possessive grip on your small frame. After a few more moments of silence, she released a sigh before nodding once.

"Very well," she agreed, "but I will instruct you on how to conduct this properly first."

. *. ⋆

"Okay," Jake breathed, gently lying your body against the carefully-arranged leaves, "Alright."

Releasing his grip from behind your head, Jake began arranging the bathing supplies. In a militant manner, he repeated Mo'at's steps within his mind.

However, after a few minutes of feeling the absence of his hands from your body, a small whimper escaped your lips. Immediately, Jake turned his attention from the soap and ointment, focusing his sharp gaze on you.

"Hm?" he hummed, reaching out to take your small hands between his pointer and thumb fingers, "Hey . . . hey, baby. Easy, sweetheart, I'm here. I have you."

Upon feeling his touch, your whimpers dissolved. A smile tugged at Jake's lips as he caught on to your desire to remain close to him.

"Yeah," he whispered, nodding slightly, "I've got you."

Leaning down, he placed a light kiss on your forehead. Then, turning his attention back to the soap and ointment, he continued to organize them, keeping a loose grip on one of your hands as he did so.

When he was satisfied, he released a breath before giving you his full attention, once again. Turning to face you, he returned his grip to both of your hands. He rubbed his thumbs over your skin as he spoke in a hushed tone.

"Okay, baby girl," he began, "you wanna do me a favor and make this easy for me? It'll be better for the both of us in the long run."

Cooing softly, you held his gaze before tugging your hands from his grip. Hands outward, you reached for his face.

A tender smile pulled at his lips as a fond expression crossed his face. Leaning down, he allowed your hands to hover over his cheekbones. Then, closing the distance, he gently pressed his forehead against yours.

A delighted coo left your lips, before a giggle followed it. Jake, who had temporarily closed his eyes, snapped them open. Leaning back, he gave himself a full view of your tiny face. A smile danced on your lips as you giggled up at him.

Shaking his head, he placed two kisses on your forehead. He followed them with two kisses on your cheek.

"You're so beautiful. You're such a--"

He interrupted himself, placing two kisses on your stomach, eliciting giggles from you. "Such a pretty girl," he finished.

As you quieted, he kept his gaze trained on you. "Alright," he rasped, gently wrapping his hands around you, "Let's do this."

Carefully lifting you, he positioned you over a carefully carved bathtub, which was filled with soft shrubs and lukewarm water. A soft pillow, which had been folded together from a leaf, laid at the edge of the tub---giving cushion for your head to rest on above the water. Gingerly, he lowered you into the water, holding his breath as he awaited your reaction. To his relief, the slight change in environment didn't seem to disturb you.

Puffing his cheeks out, he released a breath. "Okay . . ." he whispered, trying to bury his apprehension.

He knew from experience that his babies could sense his emotions, and the last thing he wanted to do was make you nervous. After releasing you, allowing you to grow accustomed to the water, he grabbed a cloth and the first soap.

Your curious eyes watched his movements, as he dipped the cloth into the water before soaking it with soap. After placing the soap down, he turned his attention back to you. Meeting your eyes, a small smile tugged at his lips.

Tilting his head slightly, he spoke up. "Alright," he whispered, lowering the cloth to your skin, "let's start with this little belly, shall we?"

With a feather-light touch, he moved the cloth in circular motions against your skin. The combination of his motions, and the water, relieved your overheated body. A small smile tugged at your little lips as you cooed up at him, enjoying the sensation.

He smiled, a playful glint evident in his gaze. "There's that smile," he said softly, "Is this what you needed, baby? Feels nice, doesn't it?"

Your legs kicked briefly in response. As he began to move to your arms, gently grabbing your little limbs and washing them, he continued to talk to you.

"Guess it makes sense that you'd be pretty warm and uncomfortable after being in the womb for so long," he whispered, before meeting your eyes, once again, "but you're here now, aren't you? As beautiful as ever."

He moved to your legs, gently running the cloth over your soft skin. “I gotta tell ya, you were quite the little surprise,” he continued, “but that isn’t your doing. That was all on me. It’s like I forgot there was a possibility that I could have a little girl.”

When you eyed him curiously, he chuckled. “Aw, cut your daddy a little slack. After having two sons, it’s easy to just expect another one.”

Finally, he slowly poured water over you, washing the soap off. “But I’m so glad that I got you, baby girl," he finished, a small smile tugging at his lips, "You were the last thing I ever expected and the best thing I could've had."

He remained attentive to your every move as he finished washing you. Then, gripping you carefully, he lifted you from the water and placed you on a large, warm cloth. His eyes grew distant as he spoke.

"Never really thought about having a daughter, but now that I have you, I think I subconsciously wanted one all along."

He releases a breath through his nose before locking eyes with you. A content expression crossed your face as you squirmed slightly.

"Ah!" you said, responding to his string of sentences that you had yet to understand.

He chuckled, nodding his head. "That's right, baby," he replied, leaning closer to you, "I'm talking about you."

Gripping the sides of the towel, he dried your damp body with gentle pats. Then, shifting his gaze for a moment, he grabbed the ointment before placing it next to your little body.

"Okay," he breathed, "The hard part is over. Now, we just gotta lotion you up."

Dipping his fingers into the cup of ointment, he scooped up a generous amount before rubbing it together in his palms.

Watching his movements---with fresh eyes that marveled at everything---you found humor in his actions. A giggle escaped your lips as your eyes zeroed in on his hands, observing him rubbing them together.

Jake paused his actions, glancing down at you. He raised an eyebrow before briefly rubbing his hands together for a moment, testing your reaction. When he paused his actions, another giggle escaped your lips.

He let out a brief chuckle, furrowing his eyebrows in curiosity and slight confusion. Then, he rubbed his hands together again, before pulling them apart and showing you the ointment on his palms, wiggling his fingers to flaunt the liquid texture.

His actions elicited a fresh wave of giggles on your part. Chuckling softly, he glanced at his hands before looking back at you.

"Is that funny, baby girl?" Jake asked, affection seeping through his tone, "Do you like seeing Daddy struggle with pampering you?"

You cooed in response, a small smile still dancing on your lips. He shook his head, smiling softly as he lowered his hands to your body. With a tender touch, his fingers moved in circular motions over your smooth skin, massaging in the moisturizing liquid.

When he went to get another scoop of liquid, he made a show out of his hand movements, exaggerating each rub and wiggling his fingers in the air. To his delight, this sent you into a fit of laughter.

He tilted his head back in laughter before tilting his head. "This is really gettin' you goin', isn't it?" he asked, "I can't help wondering what you find so amusing about this . . . but I guess it doesn't really matter. If it makes you laugh, I'll do it all night."

Once he finished moisturizing you, he swaddled you in a light blanket, making sure you wouldn't grow too warm. Finally content, he lifted you into his hands and cradled you in his arms.

"There we go," he whispered, adjusting you slightly, "How's that, sweet girl?"

Your eyelids grew heavy as you blinked up at him. Still awestruck by your existence, he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your forehead before leaning back to take you in. Once he began rocking you, it didn't take long for you to nod off in his arms.

"A daughter," he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief, "A daughter that's all mine."

As he held you, he reflected on what having a little girl would entail---the journey that was ahead. Though Neteyam and Lo'ak were still young, he never had a second thought about who their future partners would be. His mind had never lingered on what teenage girls might find them intriguing during their adolescent years. And yet, as he stared down at you, his little girl, he was overwhelmed with a strong wave of possessiveness as he pictured your adolescent years.

No boy would come near you. No boy would touch you. He would make sure of it.

Jake's mind grew still as he caught himself in the midst of these racing thoughts. This was new territory for him.

You were his little girl. As he thought about how he would go about raising you, his instincts veered from what he'd done with his sons. Of course, he wanted you to be strong, and to know how to defend yourself, but that instinct wasn't at the forefront of his mind---like it was for his sons.

Instead, more than anything, he wanted to . . . shield you. He wanted to hold you close and keep you away from harm. He wanted to see you blissfully pad through the forest and marvel at Eywa's creations, just like your mother. He didn't want to see you fight---not if you didn't have to.

Jake made a vow to himself. He promised to not only protect you, but to remain in tune with your emotional state. He knew that raising his tender baby girl would require different approach---compared to how he was raising his two rowdy boys.

"I'm here for you, baby girl," Jake whispered, brushing a thumb over your cheek, "Always."

. *. ⋆

omgggg I finally put this out! thank you so so much for your patience, and a special thank you to all of you that have remained loyal, continued to check in, and/or simply stuck around for me! I cherish you all and I hope you are all doing well and having a great summer!

as usual, let me know what your thought are about this! it's been awhile since I've delved into this universe, so if anything comes off a little rusty, I apologize!

anyways, all my love!

hugs and kisses x.

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[emissaire]

weak - jake x reader x neytiri

꒰꒰. WARNINGS/INCLUDES: fem. metkayina! reader, light angst, fluff ig, mutual pining, (assumed) unrequited feelings, hints of infidelity but not really lol, complicated relationships, idk but tension xD (lmk if i missed anything!!)

꒰꒰. SYNOPSIS: jake is weak when it comes to pretty girls. you're a pretty girl and neytiri thinks so too.

Jake Sully is many things: a husband, a father, a leader, a warrior— but most of all, he's a man. He's still just a man weak to pretty girls with pretty eyes and pretty smiles. Just a man who is so very weak when it comes to you. Sometimes, no matter how self-deprecating his thoughts are, shame fills his mind and corrodes his heart when the people proudly call him Toruk Makto, when his wife, his beautiful, beautiful Neytiri, looks at him like he decorated the sky with stars to shine upon the people. He's weak and he knows he doesn't deserve all of it.

The guilt always eats at him, of course it does. He's supposed to be a respectable man, a loyal husband, a good father to guide his children on the path towards Eywa's heart, but when it comes to you, he forgets who he is supposed to be. He loses all inhibitions when you flash him that mesmerizing smile, looking at him like he's on top of everything. 

Yet he can't find it in himself to act upon his urges, at least fully, not when Neytiri's smile reflects your own: beautiful and so full of hope for what may come in the future. It doesn't help that you and Neytiri have become good friends after months of them seeking uturu within the Metkayina clan. You were among the first few people who accepted them wholeheartedly, the Olo'eyktan's younger sister who is as gentle as the waves in the ocean under a calm, soothing breeze.

"Staring off into the distance again, I see." Your voice cuts through the jumbled thoughts in his head, occupying the empty space next to him on the sand like you had occupied his mind.

"Would you rather have me stare at you instead?" Jake tilts his head to the side, a playful smirk sitting upon his lush lips, something he does unconsciously out of habit. Something you've noticed from the many times you've admired him from afar.

You don't say anything, flustered from his straightforward response, but you don't get to bask in the flirty nature of his words when Neytiri's figure comes into view, her long legs striding across the sandy beach with confidence and the allure only she has.

"Neytiri!" You giggle excitedly, moving to sit on your haunches to welcome the beauty in yours and Jake's lonely company of two.

Neytiri returns your eagerness by chuckling, deciding to sit in front of you and her husband. Her hand tucks a stray hair behind your ear before addressing the bright aura illuminating your face. "You seem awfully happy today, syulang."

"Just in a really good mood! Are the kids settling in well?" You ask the couple, eyes not knowing where to look— who to look at. Their demanding presence and piercing gazes make it hard to sit completely still under their watchful eyes. It's like they're looking at you through your skin… like they know what's currently running on your mind… like they know something you don't.

"They're doing great. I just hope the boys would run less into trouble." Jake clicks his tongue to show his disapproval but the way he speaks of them sounds so fatherly, it makes you laugh.

"They take after you, Ma'Jake." Neytiri comments, playfully kicking her husband's leg that somehow made its way in between her crossed legs, ending up in a chaste tangle of limbs.

There's a slight tingle within your belly, a little ache in your chest when you look at them— so domestic and close and in love. And the more you stare, the more the selfish part of you wishes you were with them both, a presence in between them to share their love with. Not wanting to be caught, you quickly avert your eyes somewhere, faraway into the ocean sky.

"I think it's because of Ao'nung constantly riling them up, but I swear, he's a good kid. Sometimes he just can't help but be a skxawng," you smile at them apologetically before continuing, "He's so much like my brother before he became Olo'eyktan."

Neytiri quickly shakes her head, not wanting you to feel guilty for something as shallow as children squabble. Her gentle palm runs along your arm before taking hold of your hand, the feeling so foreign but not unwelcome— something you've always longed for. It makes your heart flutter and for warmth to gush through your lovesick system. The light squeeze you give Neytiri's hand makes her smile at you almost adoringly, and you say almost because how could you assume something like that especially in the presence of her mate? It's mere wishful thinking that she'd return your pining.

Only if you knew how her heart thrums against her ribcage as if it wanted to be laid out and present itself to you. Neytiri had to force herself to let go of your hand because if she didn't, she would forget why you can only be admired from afar. It feels so wrong but so good to indulge in her yearning thoughts of you, let you see glimpses of her deepest feelings through the cracks of her facade.

To her, it doesn't matter if you're aware. As long as she gets to see you, really see you like how she does Jake, it's enough to satiate the constant need of being with you.

And as the water rise and fall along the shore, the sullied thoughts swarming your heads are washed away deep deep into the endless chasm of blue.

[fxllfaiiry]

[ 𝟓:𝟎𝟓 𝐀.𝐌 ] ˖ ࣪ . ࿐˚. - some random jake thoughts I wrote at 5:00 am

pairing: jake sully x fem!reader

warnings: breeding kink, edging, spanking, stepdad!jake, perv!jake, dirty talk, mean!jake, tit play, cockwarming, size kink. 18+ only.

authors note: please, please don't mind any errors ! english is not my first language.

✰ Jake Sully loves cumming in you, he loves watching it drip out. He likes knowing that your tiny cunt couldn't hold it all in. He loves watching you push it all out, knowing he’ll finger it back in later. Sometimes he licks you clean, overstimulating your clit until it's red and sticky. Other times he likes to stay there, using his cock as a plug to keep it from leaking out.

✰ Jake Sully would fill you up over and over again until your pussy is swollen and your walls are painted white. When he’s feeling mean, he’ll edge you and cum on your belly, he likes to hear you beg for him to cum inside of you.

✰ While filling you up he can only think about how pretty you’d look pregnant. Tits and belly all swollen up, you carrying his child inside of you <3 That makes him let go 10x faster.

✰ He takes pleasure in seeing your eyes go wide and teary every time you see his cock. He loves hearing you mewl ‘please daddy’ over and over. He teases you by saying he’ll never fit in that tiny pussy of yours, but you thrust your needy cunt out to him claiming ‘it’ll fit, just put it in’

✰ He takes in every sound that comes out of your pussy as he’s thrusting into you. Every sloppy noise makes his ego boost. Jake will look down at himself going in and out of you, his cock glistening with your wetness. He also loves the feeling of you clenching around him.

✰ He 100% brushes the tip of his cock against your engorged clit just to hear you squeak and jump from the impact. He’ll do this until you’re clenching around nothing but air.

✰ Jake would worship every inch of you. Showing you how beautiful you are. He’d fuck you in front of the mirror and praise every part of you.

✰ When in heat, he’d use your scent to get off. Thinking about how sweet your pussy smells while his veiny hands are wrapped around his cock. If you’re there with him then he’d want you to degrade and humiliate him.

✰ He'll run his cock over your nipples, barley grazing them. This is his way of edging himself. Later Jake smears your tits with his cum. He scoops some up and asks you to lick his fingers lick.

⋆｡˚ Stepdad!Jake:

✰ Stepdad!Jake would be into humiliating you. He’d say things like: ‘imagine if someone walked in on us right now, god that would be embarrassing for you.’

✰ Stepdad!Jake would like that thrill and fear of getting caught when he's buried balls deep inside of you.

✰ Stepdad!Jake likes to slap your face until it turns red, your doe eyes and sniffy nose making him rut his hips into the air.

⋆｡˚ Perv!Jake:

✰ Perv!Jake would wrap his tail around your leg, slowly inching it towards your ass.

✰ Perv!Jake would jerk off moaning your name, imagining how warm your pussy would feel around him.

✰ Perv!Jake would use your pillow to get off, then give it back the next morning like nothing ever happened. 

[rosyjn]

Jealous dilf!jake sully

MDNI CONTENT WARNING

“Hmm, still thinkin’ bout that boy?” He grunts, baring his teeth as his hand wraps around your throat. Your legs are spread wide open, your back is arched while you gasp and moan wildly with Jake’s thrusts.

He’s over you, looking at you with lust and anger in his eyes.

“I- I- jus- mph!” You stutter and pant. Your mind is blank. All you can possibly process is the feeling of his thick cock pumping you full. He gets closer to you, and kisses your forehead while his shaky breath becomes louder.

“He can’t make you feel good like I can. He wont ever be able to fuck you like I can.” He whispers. His face is pressed against yours. “Yeah, that’s right. You’re mine.” His husky voice causes you to clench around him tighter. He grabs your chin and nudges your head, forcing you to look in his eyes. “You. Are. Mine. You hear me?”

“Ah.. yes sir.. yes,” you force out a response, squeezing your eyes closed in a mixture of pleasure and fear.

“Say it back now.” His hand leaves your chin and travels down to grope your body.

“I’m yours.” The arch in your back collapses. Your body is melting for him.

“Good, good girl,” he strokes your breast, then down your torso. “Shh, shh,” he slows his pace. His grunting turns softer. He kisses you deeply on the lips.

“Mmm, Jake..” you murmur against his mouth. His hand comes back to your face. His thick fingers touch your lips.

“Open.” He says. You part them. You hear a soft gurgling noise before he spits. He spits into your mouth. You squeal. He closes your mouth with those thick fingers. He shushes you. “Now swallow.”

You make eye contact with him. Your throat bulges as the glob goes down. He nods in approval.

“You got it?” He asks, tapping your cheek.

“I got it.”

[tojigasm]

Do you think you could do another Jake Sully x Bimbo!reader where she’s completely oblivious to her dress riding up and Jake has to continuously pull it down for her??🙏🏽

"Fuckin'–"

You feel the harsh tug of your skirt before Jake's frustrated hiss. Turning around to see him behind you, ears flat to his hair and tail low to the ground.

"Keep this shit down," he tugs on the ruffled end of your skirt again, "don't want any guys lookin' up there."

A flush of embarrassment floods your chest, and you gasp, moving to smudge your skirt down your hips more. "Can you really see that much?"

Jake sighs through his nose at your panic, "No, its–"

"Maybe I can find something else to wear back home,"

"Kid."

"M'sorry, I didn't realize I was showing so much–"

"Baby." Jake's voice deepens, and he kneels down in front of you to cup your cheeks in his hands. "I didn't see anything," he searches your eyes for a moment, "just didn't want any stupid guys getting in your business is all."

You nod, eyes falling to your pink pedicured toes, and Jake's immediately perking your chin up with the rough of his thumb and pointer.

"Don't go pouting on me now," he chuckles, shaking your chin from side to side before you push him away teasingly.

He links his hand with your smaller one, "you wanna go home and have some fun?" He tugs at the end of your ruffled skirt again.

[angelltheninth]

The one bed trope with Avatar men? They're big and cuddly and cute and hot so I have to get your take on this. I love how you write them.

Thank you Anon, I really enjoy writing them.

Pairing: Jake Sully, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Tsu'tey, Miles Quaritch, Aonung, Tonowari x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, one bed trope, purring, kissing, height difference, tail shenanigans, cuteness overload, literal sleeping together

A/N: Working on more Avatar content currently. I have a Tonowari smut fic and a Aonung fluff fic in my WIPs so hopefully I can get those out to you soon. Reblog, comment and tell me what you think.

JAKE SULLY

Jake doesn't mind at all, he loves sharing with you. When you curl up against his chest, almost like a cat, and let him rest his chin on the top of your head you'll often fall asleep with the sound of his chest rumbling. He doesn't care if the bed is a little cramped either, just gives him more of a reason to be closer to you.

NETEYAM

Neteyam tried to act like it was no big deal but damn how can you expect him not to be happy about this unexpected development? He's been wanting to hold you like this since your first kiss, and now he finally gets to fall asleep and wake up next to the person he loves so much. You bet he's happy and will show it by kissing you until you laugh from the cuteness of it all.

LO'AK

Lo'ak was the one who originally suggested it because he didn't want either of you to be sleeping on the floor, you'll need your rest for the outing tomorrow. But bless his heart he was so shy when it was time to actually go to sleep. He kept turning around and couldn't get comfortable until you pushed him down and let him rest his head on your stomach, with his arms going to your sides and your back.

TSU'TEY

Tsu'tey pretends like he doesn't really care, how it's only practical for your safety and protection. He is protective that's for sure, yet he really has to hold back from his tail happily swishing when you wrap your arms around his body and pull yourself flush against him, whispering against his chest as you pamper his muscles with kisses for goodnight.

MILES QUARITCH

Quaritch is the one who picks you up and carries you to the bed, making jokes the entire way about how you could have just said you wanted to sleep with him. Of course he's good with just kisses and cuddles for now, there will be time for other things once you get the mission over with. Doesn't mean he won't still have a little bit of fun with you, it's too much fun to tease you.

AONUNG

Aonung was cocky and teasing you at first, and just a little shy when he actually felt your body on top of his. Still since he can't exactly back out now he wraps his arms around you and lets the subtle weight of his tail wrap around your ankle, the very end rhythmically tapping until he falls asleep with a big smile on his face.

TONOWARI

Tonowari could have just asked for a second bed but call him selfish, he didn't want to. He wanted to share his bed with you. He has one hand constantly on your thigh as you get comfortable against him, his other hand folded under the pillow so you can get as close as you'd like. Doesn't, or really can't go to sleep without kissing you first and wishing you pleasant dreams.

[loaksbitch]

ok but imagine pronebone with stepdad!jake, literally fucking you from behind while having you pressed to the mattress yes? but then the rough fuck turns to making love — oh to be his stress relieving cunt 🫦

warnings - stepdad! jake needs his own huge warning obvi, pronebone, age gap (18+ reader) tummy pressing, p in v, p penetration, dumbifcation, choking, fucking, explicit sexual content, slight hair pulling, feelings full of confusion, rough-ish sex but ends up soft, tw; stepcest!, please do attentively mind the warnings.

“stress relieving cunt.” — jake sully (⨳)

when jake sully said he was gonna fuck you stupid? he wasn’t joking a single bit.

never in your life time you thought you’ll have your jaw slightly open, leaving a hot breath out of your swollen lips and your step dad above you having you pressed face down to the mattress, fucking his stress into you

jake taking advantage of you and him being alone in the house, he loudly grunts, sinking his fat girth to your stupidity tight cunt.

“jake,” your quiet mewles push him further to devour all spots of your tightening wall. his mean thrusts delivered and knocking your breath away

you always called him dad or daddy on normal days, but right now, calling him by his first name makes his balls tighten. “keep ‘em open fr’me.” he tells you, large hand patting the back of your thigh

one of his hands holding onto your hips while the other pushes your leg a little wider, you bury your face to the pillow and cry out.

“such a dumbfuck fr’me to use, aren’t you?” you helplessly nod.

his huge body was straddling you, having you under him and between his strong thighs, the fat of your ass bouncing eveytime he hits it from the back. you’re on the verge of crying.

jake is leaning forward, pressing a sweet kiss down the nape of your neck. “how’s ma gonna feel about this when she finds out mhm?” his hand that was holding your hips comes forward to brush your hair away from your neck

“…ngh!” you only whine, not wanting to think about anything but the thick cock of his. “that shi’ turns you on huh? tightening around me?” his cock stirs inside you.

you scream to the pillow when he sank his sharp canines to your shoulder. “yo-you’re too big…” your hiccups only boosts his stamina to fuck you deeper. jake only keeps teasing you, liking how your warm walls clamp around his fat cock

“her walking up to us, walking up to me fucking her minx daughter ruthlessly on the mattress we share, she’s gonna be disappointed.”

the pleasure becomes painfully too much, your small hands try to push the man on top of you away, squirming when he fully bottoms out and sits on top of your mid thighs.

and that, right there, when you tried to push him away? yes that. that’s when you made a mistake, causing your step dad to tsk and arch his brows.

you’re awfully moaning quietly, causing him to get more and more annoyed before he’s leaning forward to snatch the pillow you’re covering your face with away from you. “jake!” you whine when the poor pillow is throwen to the floor.

“wann hear you, wanna hear your desperate cries when i fuck you.” he gently gives you sweet thrust, penetrating your tight hole. “wanna know what my stress relieving cunt sounds like.”

on eywa you feel the coil in your stomach almost threateningly snap.

“shh, my pretty girl.” jake only keeps fucking you while soothing your soft cries.

“daddy’s here for you, only for you and no one.”

the way he says he is yours makes your heart flutter, how can you stupidly fall in love with someone who’s your step father? well it’s not like you wanted to but eywa keeps bringing mess to your life.

how dumb can you be, fucking your mother’s husband?

“you’re m-mine?” you hate how you stutter but jake only smiles, closing his eyes to the pleasure you’re giving him. “yeah, i’m yours, baby. not your mamas’ but yours.” you want to cry, this is so forbidden.

“i’m only yours.” with that being said, jake suddenly pulls out from you and you’re being rolled to your back.

it hurts his heart to see how you’re crying over such a mere thing. he already showed you how he is yours and how you’re definitely his. so nothing else mattered, right? right.

your hiccups and moans are loud when he’s fucking himself back to your sweet cunt. “this is not right,” you shake your head, all the emotions hitting you. “you’re not mine, mom and you…” you’re hushed with a rough kiss, jake not wanting to hear about your mother

he doesn’t want to be rude but he really does not give a flying fuck about her. he needs you, he wants you, he loves you. and if it’s supposed to ruin everything and his career? then so be it.

your arms are wrapped on his neck, pulling him close to the kiss and whimpering when he bites on your bottom lip, hips working fast into you. “jake,” you call for him, you fucking call for him and he answers.

“i’m here baby girl, daddy’s here.” as wrong as it sounds, it’s also so fucking right.

“cum for me, yeah? give me all of it.” you don’t even blink twice, hiding yourself to the curve of his neck. you pull on his dreadlocks making him grunt. “fuck.” he hissed.

you don’t notice how his hand sneaked between your bodies until he was pressing on your pelvis, below your navel. you cry out when you feel him press onto your full tummy and partially fist on it, feeling the shape of his cock inside you

it was painful yet so pleasurable.

you let go of the pent up emotion and sexual frustration while jake looks down to where you both are connected, your slick nectar painting all on his pelvic area and your inner thighs. “oh fuck, that’s so hot, baby.” he chuckles, amused by the art you created between the both of you.

now it was him, moans and pants leaving him as his hazed amber eyes stared at yours. “gonna make me cum, baby, fuck you’re so warm and tight.”

the rough pad on his thump wiping your tears when you cry, it hurts seeing his lover girl cry. “nobody’s gonna know our dirty little secret, yeah? don’t worry.” as much as he wanted to make things public with you, he can’t hurt you and break your relationship with your mom apart.

“i love you, my girl. i love you so fuckin’ much.” he grinds his pelvis to yours, no space between you two left when he rode his climax out. he feels your body tense when he tells you he loves you.

“you don’t have to say i—“ he tried to say but your next words made him freeze on top of you.

“i love you.” his eyes slightly widen, his hands trapping your head and hips locked between your thighs. “what did you just say?” he breathes and you repeat them.

“i love yo…” you can’t even finish your words, his lips taking your swollen and scarlet red ones. you moan when he moves his hips slowly and sensually. it’s so hard and complicated,

oh how you both wanted for this to last long.

the demand for oxygen being too much, you both broke the kiss as he pressed his forehead against yours. you’re the one to giggle, cupping his jaw and placing a soft kiss under his bottom lip.

he chuckles, at least feeling lucky to have this moment with his step daughter, or should he say, lover girl.

i’m pretty sure anon who requested, “jake wants to relieve his stress, now give it to him 😈” wanted me to write bf!jake but it turned out like this, i hope you like it anon!

like + reblog are super appreciated! (ps. i’m having second thoughts this isn’t good enough)

[truetogaia]

RAWRRRR THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING DBF!JAKE OOPS

pairing: dbf!dom!jake x fem!na'vi!reader

genre: smut, 18+

warnings: age gap (reader is 19, jake is whatever age yall want LMAO), p in v, slight choking, someone almost walking in on 'em. DADS BEST FRIEND!, tit play

word count: 500 :)

His hair tickled the skin of your tummy as his face was pressed into your soft chest, his hot tongue licking hungry stripes up your swollen breasts, occasionally swiping over your nipples. Your legs were wrapped around his torso as you ran your hands through his silky hair, tugging on it from time to time in sync with his rough thrusts. Your soft mewls and moans grew in volume and you felt Jake’s large hand snake up your chest, before he rested it loosely around your neck.

“Shh, keep it down sweetheart..” His hot breath fanned over your collarbone as he pumped his cock into your tight heat. “You’ve gotta keep quiet, babygirl. Don’t want your dad to hear, right?” He teased, sinking his sharp canines into the plush of your breast, groaning against it as your cunt squeezed him. “Such pretty tits..” 

The sound of approaching footsteps made you snap your head up, desperately checking whether or not you had secured the entrance to your part of the hut. Jake didn’t seem to care though, despite the fact that a thin drape was the only thing keeping your dad from revealing the secret that had been going on between his daughter and his best friend for so long. Instead, Jake put a finger over his lips, gesturing for you to keep quiet as he increased the tempo of his rough thrusts. You almost forgot about the person standing outside the entrance, before a voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

“y/n? You okay in there?” Your dads voice came from just outside the room, worry present in his tone. Jake retreated from your neck, placing both of his calloused hands on your soft tits, squeezing them and toying with your hard nipples as he pounded your cunt. Your voice was breathy and you stumbled over your words, interrupted by involuntary moans.

“‘m.. I'm fine da- hmn! I’m okay dad!” You managed, clamping a hand over your mouth to muffle any further unwanted noises. It felt wrong, so lewd and vulgar, but the way Jake’s cock filled your needy cunt so deliciously had your mind in a haze, and your sense of judgment was thrown out the window. As soon as your ears picked up the sound of him walking away, you fell limp into Jake’s strong embrace. 

“Atta girl.." He cooed, grabbing your hips with his large hands and laying you down on your back. His cock was still buried deep inside your soaked cunt, and you begged him silently to start moving again. “I don’t think he noticed, baby, good job..” He grabbed a hold of your plush thighs, throwing your legs over his broad shoulders before snapping his hips into yours, reaching deeper in this position. He fucked into you mercilessly, teasing and testing you to see what made you moan the loudest. And when he found the right button, he hushed you with a gentle squeeze to your neck. 

“Ah ah, what’d I say, sweetheart? If you keep moaning like this, he’s bound to figure it out. What do you think he’d say about it, huh? About his best friend being balls deep inside his precious daughter's needy, sopping cunt, hm?”

UHUHU I WISH I ADDED MORE PETNAMES BUT I CAN'T BC I DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE IT TOO LONG..