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brioffthegrid · 4 months
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YALL I SAW THIS AND STARTED FOAMING AT THE MOUTH
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pandoraslxna · 3 months
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Luna love PLEASEEEEE HEAR ME OUT‼️ Dilf!Jake getting mad at human!reader when he catches her on her room in the science lab using toys instead of him (that are not even close to his length btw), and fucking her dumb. Like fucking some senses to her, with degradation kink pretty please?
Pent up and stressed out
Jake Sully x female human reader
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Summary: Jake knows just the way to help you relief some of that pent up frustration.
Warnings: explicit smut, use of toys, caught masturbating, age difference, size difference, p in v, oral, degradation, praise, dirty talk, use of daddy (once), brat tamer dilf!jake
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It was the melting-pot of earths greatest minds, a central locus for innovation and invention, a modern day renaissance. It was where scientists went to work on the next next best thing, before the next best thing had even arrived. It was where everyone who was anyone in the scientific community would go to start a new life and get their hands dirty on real science. And of course, the science at the RDA’s Laboratories was very real –and very dangerous. But what's life without risks? If life gives you lemons, use the decaying remains of those lemons to invent the best damn anti-lemon device possible! (And maybe colonize the poor Lemon farmers home too, while you’re at it.)
Well, at least, that was the marketing for Pandora. And to be honest, in the very beginning it was this ideal (and quirky) view of how the RDA worked that you had fallen in love with all those years ago when you worked there as an intern. That was, before you figured what these limb dicks were actually doing here.
Of course they don’t tell you about that war stuff back on earth. They don’t tell you about the natives, the blood that will stick on your hands, the flora and fauna they promised you to study to be burned to ashes because apparently mankind needs apartments and streets and fucking beer on this exomoon.
You were tired of how things worked. You were tired of the long hours, of snappy managers, of being shuffled from lab to lab for no apparent reason, of working on projects for six months at a time and then being told they were cancelled –and sometimes finding out later that some of them had been handed to a different scientific team. You were tired of how cavalier some of the higher-ups seemed about handling dangerous technology and killing innocents. And you were tired of the secrecy about this insanely morally wrong war.
That’s when you had decided to switch sides. Of course switching to the human / na‘vi revolution might’ve been the morally correct way, but what they don’t show you in the contract is, that this path doesn’t come with the luxury of working at high technology laboratories with dozens and dozens of other scientists to share this massive amount of work with. It doesn’t come with unlimited food, water, electricity and other much needed resources. Oh and remind me, who was complaining about the long hours at the RDA earlier? Yeah, that was pretty much nothing, compared to the fact that you hadn’t touched your bed in forty-nine hours.
Life on Pandora had definitely not been what you had expected when you first arrived here. The only difference now was, that you now did it with pleasure instead of guilt.
Working in the labs at high camp was probably the best thing that could’ve happened to you, but doing the right things never comes easy.
Sure, it took a while to get used to the power running out every few days and having to bath in a river, eating whatever the forest gives and oh, let’s not forget the eight feet tall, blue teenagers lingering around in your work space accompanied by a half naked tarzan with painted on stripes, making it extremely difficult to focus on your work.
Speaking of concentration…
"Kid, why the hell are you still here?"
"Huh, w-what?" You awoke with a start, and for a moment you didn't know where you even were. Your neck hurt as you lifted it up, rubbing the sleep away in your tired eyes only to be met with a pair of blue, muscular thighs standing right in front of your desk. Immediately, your gaze shoots all the way up.
“I said, why the hell are you still here?", Jake furrows his brows as he glares down at you, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's almost 3 am and this is the second night in a row that I catch you in here. Go. home."
"Jake we talked about this before", you roll your eyes at him, pushing away from the desk to walk over to where some of the scientists lockers stand. "I‘ll go, once I get this shit done." You make a gesture in the air to point at the petridish on your desk, with five ar'lek seeds inside. The healing potential of those seeds was something you’ve always took great interest in, especially during times where more of this medicine was needed than the Na‘vi could even harvest.
"No, you’re leaving right now", the clans Olo'eyktan and former marine said sternly. "No damn plant can be this important you’re loosing two days of sleep over it."
"Oh tell me about it…", you mumbled under your breath as you fiddled with the lock, flung the door open and reached for a small blue container. You unscrewed the lid and tipped the container ever so slightly. Out onto your outstretched hand popped two capsules, their smooth surface reflecting the fluorescent lights placed far above you. Down you gulped them, and up reached a hand to grasp a bottle of water. You took a swig.
Another day, another pill, another length of sanity in a place of madness.
The na‘vi behind you quirks a brow, "What was that?"
"Uh, this?", you shake the blue container and the pills inside rattle demonstrative. "Norm bought them from the raid last week. It’s a food substitutes. Helps me concentrate."
Caffeine in a pill, basically.
Jake let’s out a heavy sigh as he circles the desk and approaches you, the equipment and furniture around him looking comically small.
"You don’t needs pills, kid", he says, taking the container from you and placing in inside the locker a little harder than necessary to bring his point across. He’s towering over you without even trying, and you have to crane your neck all the way up to properly look at him. "What you need is sleep and a way to relief of all of that pent up stress. You’re here all the time, do you even eat? Have some time for yourself? When’s the last time you took a shower, huh?"
God, this man was a dad through and through.
You didn’t know if it was the difference in age or just his general authority, but whatever it was that made him talk to you like you were nothing but a fussy teenager, it was getting on your nerves. Even more than usually.
"Ha-ha very funny. Next you tell me to go visit a spa over the weekend. Oh, thanks boss that’s so kind of you for giving me a couple of days off", your voice had turned into a mocking tone, which makes both of his eyebrows raise in amusement. He cocks his head to the side, waiting for you to keep going, but your gaze only drops in embarrassment. "Leave me alone, Jake. I’ve got work to do…"
"See, that’s exactly what I’m talking about", he chuckles and shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What?" You almost bark at him.
"You’re pent up. Quit acting like a little brat, go home and take care of it. Or I will."
Take care of it. Jake’s words whispered over and over and over in your head, a rolling loop that you thought might actually drive you insane. It’s not like you didn’t try, you really did. But as tempting as your bed might seemed to you, as tired as you were when you dragged yourself back to hells gate, you just couldn’t rest, couldn’t will yourself to sleep.
You’ve always spent your days with your mind full to the brim with various theories, studies and seemingly endless responsibilities, so much so that you often found it difficult to empty your mind for sleep. Sometimes you would recite the na’vi names of plants to yourself in your head ("Panopyra, Pamtseowll, puríhsa..."), over and over, like counting sheep, trying to memorize their names. You would take a quick jog around the building, read a book or sometimes even meditate. But some other times you simply preferred another method of relaxation.
Take care of it. Or I will.
He could be so insufferable when he was bossing you around, you thought to yourself with a heavy sigh as you let your hands run down your curves, feeling the soft swell of your breasts, over your stomach and the hem of your pyjama shirt.
"Is that an order, sir?", you grumble to yourself, mentally rolling your eyes at him as your fingers skim past the waistband of your shorts.
But eywa bless him to whatever heaven existed, this man was truly gifted with a body that served as material for your wettest dreams and dirtiest fantasies more than once before.
There had to be some rule against woman finding men around their fathers age hot. Men whose authority made them ten times more attractive, but just as annoying when they were treating you like a kid. Men that were exotic and alien and blue and tall and— There had to be some law that– that could protect you from the man that Jake Sully was. There had to be something in the books about dealing with this, with him. Especially if the only way you knew how to deal with whatever feelings you harbored for the much older ex-marine, was with busying your hands between your spread thighs.
Instantly, there’s this sensation, hot and burning and you allow it to rise within your core— allow it, and welcome it. You exhale softly, and the slick, wet feeling under your fingertips gives you a gratifying sense of accomplishment, fueling you to circle over your clit, gentle at first, but slowly adding more pressure over time. Your other hand clasps over your mouth, barely able to stifle a moan as the other finger that had been teasing your entrance slowly slips inside.
Breathlessly, you feel your head dip back further, as you recognize the heat slowly building, radiating from your core. Gyrating your hips, the feeling of wetness and pleasure builds within yourself, enough to make your hips buck up against your own hands. Thrusting your fingers in and out, you huff out a frustrated breath when you realize it’s not nearly enough to take the edge off.
Withdrawing your hands, you reach for your nightstand and pull the upper drawer open. It reveals a set of various toys, different colors and sizes, and you don’t need to think twice before you grab the biggest one and settle yourself back into the comfort of your pillow. It’s a blue dildo. Of-fucking-course.
It takes a few tries, the tension slips for a moment or two, but soon, you find the right angle to allow the slippery toy to slip inside and caress the spot you‘ve been seeking. More pleasure begins to wash over you, not unlike waves washing ashore, as you build up the tension your body craves you to chase. Your fingertips run in circles over your clit as you push the toy inside and angle it up, dragging the silicon tip along your soft, spongy walls and you moan, loud and wanton.
Your toes curl tightly as you approach what might just be the state of bliss you‘ve been seeking. The verge of Nirvana, quite literally, at your fingertips. Inhaling sharply, you feel that pleasure intensify and spread throughout your entire body. Your toes curl tighter, though you’re only vaguely aware of it for a moment.
Squeezing your eyes shut, your head lolls from side to side, before you pry your eyes open and glance between your spread thighs. The toy glistens in your arousal when you pull it out and your legs quiver when you push it back inside. In your lustful haze, it takes a few more thrusts, and then your eyes finally land on the door in front of your bed; widen open, with a big blue silhouette leaning against the metal frame, arms crossed over his chest and head tilted to the side in his telltale stance.
Your movements stop altogether.
"J-Jake!?" You shriek, clenching your thighs shut.
"Hey, sweetheart", he grins lazily, then pushes off the doorframe to approach you.
"What are you–"
"Thought I’d check on you", he cuts you off and the sway of his tail behind his back reminds you of a cat that just caught a mouse. "See if you arrived home safe and sound, and took care of that little problem how I told you to."
The mattress then dips as he puts a knee on top of it and reaches for your ankle. You squeak when he pulls your towards him with barely any effort, then spreads your thighs with his entirely too big hands on either one of your legs.
"Looks like you needed it bad, huh?", he chuckles and a deep flush of embarrassment settles on your face when he twists the toy inside you and then gently pulls it out. "But you could’ve just asked, you know? Instead of using these pathetic little toys. No wonder you’re always this pent up when that’s what you’re using."
The toys is tossed aside before you can open your mouth to object, your chest heaving in frantic pants as he kneels onto your bed with a creak of your old mattress.
"Jake..?", you whisper, the sudden, uncertain tone in your voice making him lick his lips in anticipation as you pushed yourself up on your elbows.
"Shhh, let daddy take care of you, yeah? Gonna relief some of that stress so my little brat knows how to behave again. That sound good?", he asked, with a fucking smug shit-eating grin. If only your face wasn’t bright red in flustered embarrassment, Jake would’ve taken the provocative roll of your eyes more seriously as you let yourself fall back against the sheets.
"Not a brat…", you mumble, but your eyebrows are only knit together for a second before they shoot up in surprise when grabs the underside of your knees and folds your legs so your ankles almost touch your ears. "F-Fucking, sh– ah!" The moan breaks out of you in a wheezed curse the very moment Jake’s tongue goes flat between your wet folds and his lips close around your clit.
He starts rather roughly, sucking hard on that little bundle of nerves until tears prick at the corner of your eyes. His tongue dips down to lap at your arousal, groaning against you as he pushes past your entrance and fucks you on his tongue. Your moans turn into wails, legs helplessly twitching as he keeps them bend to devour you.
You couldn’t hold out for long, not against the way he knowingly toyed with you, suckling and flicking over your clit, the strange growl he made between filthy slurps vibrating against it. You heard your own voice, a soft river of sounds, murmuring words that weren’t words, curses and moans as you felt the release start to pool in your belly, hot and tingling and restless. Until you couldn’t fight it anymore, thighs trembling around his face and you came with a gasp of his name.
But Jake doesn’t stop, doesn’t stop until your shaking from overstimulation, until your slick is running down his chin and even then, a desperate sound of frustration escapes you when he finally lifts his head up from between your thighs. The waves of your first orgasm had barely subsided, just to the point where your limbs felt heavy, your body drained and wrung out, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more, and it made him laugh, how needy you are.
"Noo", you complain, "don’t– don’t stop!"
"Ah, don’t worry sweetheart I’m only getting started", Jake promises with a dirty smile, shuffling his hips closer to yours before he pulls down his loincloth just enough to reveal his throbbing cock. There’s a certain glint in his eyes as he watches you swallow thickly at the sight. Fuck, he’s big.
"Been acting like such a desperate slut, rolling your eyes at me and talking back under your breath", he says lowly. Jake keeps you in this bend position, but takes hold of his cock at the very base before he drags his tip through your spit and arousal slicked folds. "Should’ve already put you in your place weeks ago", he goes on, "But I knew you just needed your needy little holes filled by a big cock, right?" He pauses for a second, and then you feel the mushroom-like tip prodding against your entrance. "Needed to be fucked like the slut you are. Don‘t worry, doll face. M‘gonna fuck you right to sleep, help you relax reaaal good." And then he pushes inside.
The stretch makes you choke on a scream that threatens to rise through your body and Jake groans at the suffocating heat around his length. "Shit baby, still so fuckin‘ tight, ain’t ya?"
Your hands reach out for his biceps, short nails digging into his skin, sinking crescents into the blue stripes on his arm, your whole body quivering, mind fuzzed with a long-forgotten drowsy sort of bliss.
"Feel me stretching you out? Those damn toys didn’t even loosen you up one bit." Jake grins. His lips are on yours then, his mouth claiming, and he swallows any sounds you might have made as you fit together like a hand in a too-small glove.
He moves, only a little, the springs groan and squeak as he rolls his hips, slow at first, then faster. Your lips are bruised by the time he breaks the kiss and his shoulders are scratched and he’s somehow even deeper, and then his thrusts turn harder.
He’s hot and heavy on top of you and it’s making you tingle and shiver all over.
Jake fucks you with precision, the tip of his cock hammers against your cervix, dragging along your g-spot on the way and it makes your eyes roll all the back inside your head.
"Yeah, that’s how it’s supposed to feel", he chuckles, the sound cutting off into a low groan as he licks away the spit from your bottom lip. "Look at my little slut drooling fr‘me."
Your wet, velvety-like walls are heavenly, warm and constricting him and getting even tighter when he increases his pace. In no time, you were all but melting in his hold, moaning out nonsense that was like music to his ears. Every time Jake’s cock brushed against your g-spot, your moans turned louder and your toes curled into your soles.
"Jesus, baby. You feel so good around me, perfect little cock sleeve."
The sounds he knocked out of you with the sheer force of his thrusts soon turn needy and higher pitched, as he was driving you over the edge faster than you could even proceed it.
"T-There, fuck Jake, right- right there", you mewl, sucking in your bottom lip between your teeth. The man above you groans, half a grin pulling at the corner of his lips before he aims his hips to hit that spongey spot inside you even harder.
"Where, here? That your special spot, hm?"
"Uh-huh, yes! Yes, fucking shi– oh my god!" Your walls pulsate around him, squeezing and clenching his shaft. God, you were so close it almost hurt.
"Hmh, can feel you clenching, baby. You like it that much?", Jake chuckled, and you could only muster the strength to nod weakly. "Gonna come fr‘me, yeah?"
His hips only increased their pace from there, taking you harder, hands holding you tighter, tail coiling around your ankle to spread your legs impossibly wider and you felt so full, it was hard to imagine that there was any more room inside you, not even for his cum. And that thought alone was enough to tip you over the edge with a full body shiver.
His name falls from your spit slicked lips in incoherent brabbles and moans, greedily pleading for more, more more, until—
"Coming! I‘m coming!"
"Look at you", Jake mutters and he sounds so wrecked, so reverent and pleased with himself. "Gorgeous, so pretty when you come on my cock, sweetheart. You needed this, didn’t you? Good girl, you’re doing so good.”
Jake certainly knows what he’s talking about because if only there was a mirror where you could see yourself– You looked completely obscene, folded like a little pretzel, skin flushed with exertion and sheened with sweat while your hair is matted on your forehead. There’s saliva pooling at the corners of your mouth from where you had been unashamedly panting, lips red and plump from kissing and sucking on his tongue.
“My perfect little slut.” Jake pants out, snapping his hips ruthlessly into you, helping you ride out your orgasm.
Jesus, you were a real sight. It makes his balls tighten up and his cock throb inside you.
He was drinking up every sweet little moan and gasp he elicited out of you like this, groaning, before he finally pumped you full of his hot cum, until it leaked out around his girth. "Oh, fuck", Jake murmured and he sounded so far away, thick and rough. Your pussy squelched as he continued to lazily thrust into you. He groans, shattered, hips fucking erratically until they still deep inside you and the tight walls of your cunt milk his cock until he’s completely spent.
It’s only now that you realize how god damn heavy this man was on top of you. Thankfully Jake rolled off before you had to start gasping too badly for air, leaving your front feeling impossibly cold.
"And? Feeling relaxed?" He chuckled, rolling over to pull the blanket over the both of you before he tugs you close against his chest.
"Shut up…", you make out roughly and it’s only then that you realize, you had screamed yourself hoarse. You want to roll your eyes at him, but they unwillingly flutter closed before you can even try to.
"Told ya‘ I’ll fuck you to sleep, kid."
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hotdsworld · 5 months
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"Older men" - Kintober Day 19 - Threesome
Jake Sully x fem!human!Reader x Tonowari
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a/n: human reader 🫡 also? I think it's my first threesome yet, not counting my wips
@pandoraslxna Goddess for making people active in their creativity ❤️
summary: you teased two dominant men a bit too much
warnings: 18!, oral (m&f receiving), fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex, mentions of creampie, spanking,
Minors do not interact!
You always fantasized about older men, but they seemed like an impossible goal. They seemed impossible until two leaders of the Omatikaya and Metkayina clans chose you, the best human huntress, to go with them for a hunt. Maybe you weren't a na'vi, but you matched them in the hunt. It seemed like a great opportunity for you to learn until the learning turned to you teasing the shit out of them. You were dropping things on purpose and then bending down to get them when Tonowari and Jak were looking, you acted like you didn't remember how to aim so they would have to touch you and guide you. It was fun until two days of constant teasing passed, and they weren't going to have more of it. Everything that you did led you to the current situation.
"Look how good she is for us," Jake groans pushing your head down, so you would take his cock deeper into your precious throat. Tonowari mumbled something back as he was drawing his tongue over your pussy, his thick fingers inside your hole, stretching you out for something bigger. They kept you on all fours because it was more comfortable, for them. "But she's not ready for someone like us yet, is she?" Jake taunts pushing your head down, so you couldn't protest. Tonowari pulled his face away from your cunt for a moment. You whined around Jake's cock as you lost the friction of Tonowari's tongue, at least his fingers were still doing the work.
"Yeah, such a sweet girl wouldn't handle being ruined. All she can do is tease older men, but she wouldn't handle the real deal." You muffled something in protest but it wasn't audible.
"Did you hear it, Tonowari? The little girl thinks that she can take both of us," Jake chuckles.
"I would be able to take both of you," you said confidently. They looked at you, both amused by the confidence from such a little, fragile thing. "And I never teased you," you were just bending a lot while after you "accidentally" dropped your bow a few times.
"Such tempting moves in front of two older men, tanhi. You wouldn't handle both of us," Tonowari adds. You pulled away from Jake's cock for a moment.
"I would," again, you were confident. Perhaps that is what you will regret soon, but for now you believed in your words.
"Shall we take that as a challenge?" Jake looks at Tonowari, who is smirking, already imagining how the night will go. Tonowari slowly took his fingers away from your pussy. He looked at Jake, who nodded a minute later. You looked at them confused, it was probably some dilf-to-dilf telepathy. Jake sat down spreading his legs wide, Tonowari picked you up with one hand easily and you began to think about your words. This man could smash you with his one hand. Tonowari placed you on Jake's lap roughly.
"Straddle him," Tonowari growls. You felt a rush of excitement running in your veins. You slowly moved up, straddling Jake as Tonowari demanded.
"Such an obedient girl," Jake comments, looking at your breasts. You bit your lip feeling his hard and wet from your saliva cock.
"Ride him," Tonowari commands again. While Jake was amused by the whole situation and chill, Tonowari was actually going to prove you wrong. He couldn't stand you being such a tease with a big ego. He needed to break you. You looked at Jake unsure whether to proceed. "Don't act all surprised now, it's what you wanted, isn't it? Teasing us two fucking days nonstop," he chuckled. You felt ashamed a bit, maybe you did tease them.
"What are you waiting for?" Jake smirked, enjoying your reaction. You raised your hips a little and lined up Jake's bigger-than-average cock against your entrance. You slowly sank down on his cock, until your thighs met his. Jake groaned in pleasure as your tightness surrounded his dick. Tonowari was watching silently, as your pussy took Jake so well.
"I told you to ride him, not to cockwarm him," Tonowari's hand went hard across your ass cheek, making you whimper in shock.
"Why are so surprised, paskalin? You said you would handle us. Did you think we would just worship you like you are some Eywa? No, we will ruin you, sweet girl." You slowly began to move, whining at the stretch. Jake was long, so fucking long that you could feel him almost in your lungs. You bit your tongue to not scream so much, after all, you told them that you will be able to handle them.
"Is your little human body failing, tanhi?" Tonowari's tone was cold but his eyes were filled with amusement.
"No..." you managed to utter as you began to move up and down slowly. Jake hummed in approval, feeling your wetness move up and down his shaft.
"Open up," Tonowari pushed his fingers deep into your mouth, making you gag. He didn't even wait for you to prepare. Then, he pulled them out as they were soaked in your saliva. "Hold it wide open," Tonowari tore apart his loincloth, and his aching cock was finally free. He slowly pushed his hardness past your lips as you were riding Jake slowly. Soon, you were moaning around Tonowari's cock, sending good vibrations to his body. You joked and gagged on it making both of the men laugh. They seemed to be enjoying breaking you. You whimpered, riding Jake as Tonowari fucked your mouth.
"Fuck, don't stop," Jake growls. You kept moving slowly, adjusting to his size. Tonowari was fucking your mouth roughly, seeing your surprised expression he chuckled. Jake placed his hands on your hips to help you bounce on him. You moaned loudly on Tonowari's cock. "Struggling much, paskalin? Are you going to admit that you can't even take one of us let alone two?" Jake slaps your hip playfully.
"That's how daddies fuck, do you want to be our good girl? Then take it," he withdrew from your mouth and placed himself behind you, starting to tease your asshole with his huge fingers. Tonowari moved his hand towards Jake, who spat on his fingers. Tonowari slowly eased his now wet with spit finger inside your little hole, gaining a moan from you. "Yes, take it, you little tease," Tonowari slowly eased his second finger inside your tight hole. He was stretching it out slowly. He wanted to get to the point of three fingers. Jake leaned down on his back, so you were now sitting in a cowgirl position. The feeling of Tonowari's fingers in there was strange, yet, pleasant. Soon, he added a third finger, you slowed down your bouncing as the pleasure overwhelmed you a bit. Jake spanked you harshly, making you squeal.
"Who told you to slow down, paskalin?" The mark of Jake's hand covered your right ass cheek. However, when Tonowari came closer Jake allowed you to stop. Tonowari teased your little hole with the tip of his hardness.
"Are you ready to be our good girl? To be a good girl for daddies?" Tonowari asked as he pushed the thick head of his cock inside your asshole, slowly. Jake was still for now, as Tonowari bottomed out. Your eyes widened at the feeling, it was so strange... A bit painful but it was able to handle."Hell, what a tight little girl, taking us so well," he groaned slowly pushing in and out of your asshole.
"She likes praising," Jake grunts slowly thrusting up, deeper into your cunt. "She clenched so much when you said that... Are you our little girl? Daddies' good girl? You are doing so well, paskalin," Jake muttered spanking your ass, once again. Both of them were thrusting so deep inside of you, Jake was visible in your stomach, making a bulge with his cock. They were thrusting in perfect unison, the pace was unforgiving.
"You want to cum, tanhi? Beg us," Tonowari said in a serious tone.
"Bad stamina?" you chuckled despite being out of breath. Both of them looked at each other and nodded in agreement. They sped up, so much you thought that you would break, this time for real. Two strong men rearranging your insides in such a delicious way. Tonowari kept holding his hands on your neck, to keep your back arched.
"Please," you whine, "can please come?" their expressions were not one of approval. "Please... Daddies?"
"Go on, slut. Be a good girl and come on our cocks," Jake demands. Tonowari's hands resting wrapped on the front of your neck, making you raise your head. Jake was squeezing your breasts, gently pinching your nipples as you peaked. Your juices going everywhere, but they did not stop. "Gonna fill you up so good, you will remember it for years," Jake grunts, feeling himself getting closer.
"What a little pretty thing you will be, filled with our cums," Tonowari hums, fucking your ass faster, giving your ass cheek a harsh slap as he empties himself inside. If you felt full earlier, now you were just filled to the brim. You were babbling anything quietly, your mind going blank.
"Oh fuck!" Jake followed his suit, shooting deep inside your pussy. Both of your holes filled with their cum, but they kept thrusting inside of you. You whined trying to move away. How the hell did they have so much strength? It wasn't the end, but both of them slowed down as if they were tired. You couldn't help but notice it loudly, a little revenge for ruining you.
"Is that a bad stamina?" Jake mocks. He expected an answer but you were too far gone. Your holes filled up so well by two strong men, something you dreamed about for some time.
"We fucked the poor thing dumb," Tonowari slapped your ass, to make your mind come back to you.
"She has a spirit, we are gonna to give her that," they talked about you, like you weren't here. The slap made you come back to reality.
"You are used to all of these younger soldiers, huh? No, little girl. We can last so long, we aren't like these youngsters. We can last breaking you in half," Tonowari slaps your ass, the sound of a slap accompanied by Jake's chuckle.
"And that's what we will do," Jake promises as both of them began to fuck you even more roughly. Your pants and whines echoed the forest, and you were in for a very long night with two older men.
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chaethewriter · 1 year
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You're dead to me [3]
dad!Jake Sully x human!daughter!reader
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In which Jake Sully leaves his life on earth to settle down with the Omatikaya people as Toruk Makto. Having a family that consists of four kids with Neytiri, everything seems to work out just fine, but what if the past comes back for him? And his babygirl is right there in front of him?
warning: english isn't my first language, barely proofread, a lot of awkward tension cause Neytiri and humans + reader being in conflict, terrible na'vi sentence.
Word count: 3,8k
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A superior of you recommended you to Norm, a human scientist in an avatar body that went against the RDA a decade ago. He lives close to the war, which means close to the Omatikaya. This means you were going to face your father, the man you really didn't want to see. It wasn't that big of a shock to you when you were told that you were going to the front lines. You were always preached about for being one of the best warriors, you saw it coming. Both Raja and Seb were also ranked as one of the best warriors among your group, so it was fortunate you could at least be close to your friends if you were to break down. Yet you weren't planning to do that. Deep inside you yearned for him, wanting to jump into his arms the moment you see him and call him daddy again, but another side of you told you to keep quiet about it. Let him figure it out on his own. Act like you don't care and show him what you became. Was it the mature way? No, definitely not. But you threw your childhood away to become a warrior, being childish every now and then shouldn't hurt too much. And I mean, they had your files. The information of you potentially being Jake Sully's kid was out in the open for the higher-ranked to see, so whether he was interested enough in getting to know his soon-to-be acquaintances or not, the choice of figuring out you are his babygirl is really up to Jake Sully himself. It's not like he would notice it by looking at your face, your mask wasn't see-through and covered half of your face. Besides that, you look different than what you looked like over a decade ago. So here you were, in this helicopter with Raja and Seb on your way to the Omatikaya clan, adrenaline rushing through your veins as Raja kept her grip on your forearm.
Jake Sully held his wife in his arms as he begged her to accept the help that is supposed to get to home tree soon. Norm already told him weeks ago that the resistance was coming soon. He didn't know what he meant, unaware of the things that were happening on earth. He was explained how earth was in an uproar, divided into three groups: with the RDA, against the RDA, or being neutral. Information was leaked about the RDA's doings, how they were sending humans to Pandora to kill the natives. History repeats itself. From killing their own kind centuries ago to killing a different species on a different planet. Norm told him how he was in contact with a huge resistance party on planet earth, one that was open for it to directly take action, how they wanted to send their trained warriors to Pandora to end the wrongdoings of mankind and keep the RDA away or any human that was a potential enemy to Pandora and its nature. Young warriors that just finished their training, choosing to fight for someone else's freedom rather than living a safe life on earth. Safe as in not getting attacked then, because planet earth is definitely dying. Jake could appreciate this selfless decision, whether some may be in it for the paycheck or just an act of kindness, all of them were there to help. He was hoping Neytiri could see it like this too, they were here to help fight against their own kind. Jake's pleading eyes couldn't make Neytiri decline, so with a loud hiss she agreed, "fine, but I'm coming with you. If they make one wrong move I'm going to pierce an arrow through their skulls, ma Jake." Her tone sounded annoyed, but she couldn't help but lean into his touch.
Even though Neytiri agreed to accept help from the sky demons, she was against the idea to bring those demons directly to high camp. It was that feeling all over again, when Jake betrayed her and the RDA came to destroy their past home, home tree. She was scared for her people, for her children. Jake could understand where she was coming from and agreed with Norm through his throat microphone to meet at the lab instead. His children were listening from afar and Tuk jumped out of their hiding spot, much to Neteyam's, Loak's and Kiri's dismay. "Are we going on an adventure?", giggles left her lips as she jumped towards her mother, her arms wrapping around her waist. Her chin was pressed against her mom's hip as she looked up at her with sparkles in her eyes. Kiri smacked herself against the forehead as their little sibling ran towards her parents. The three got out of their hiding spot, Neteyam walking in front as he was ready to confront his father, "sir I-" he started, but was immediately cut off as Jake spoke over his voice, "Neteyam I need you to come with your mom and me. We are retrieving guests, sky people. This will be part of your Olo'eyktan training." Jake's tone was fierce as he spoke to his son, treating his own blood as nothing but a warrior. Neteyam pursed his lips as he nodded his hand in response, "yes sir." was all he had left to say. Loak groaned as he felt left out of the situation. He wanted to go on an adventure too, and spend time with his father. "What about me? Why can't I come?" He didn't hide the disappointment in his tone as he asked his questions, mainly directing them to his father. "I need you to stay here and take care of Kiri and Tuk." Kiri then decided to chime in on the conversation, planning to get more information on the current situation, "what is this all about dad? They're going to help us, but what are they exactly?" Jake sighed in response as he brought his hand to his forehead. It was no use hiding anything, they would get to know the truth eventually. So he just decided to tell them everything he knew from Norm.
Everything comes to light after all.
Jake Sully prepared himself for their departure. Hunter's knife strapped to his hip and his throat microphone attached as always, in case Loak gets into trouble yet again. "Ma Jake? Are you ready soon? My mother would like to see you as well before we do." Neytiri called from outside their family pod. "Almost almost, I'll get to her tent soon." Jake was frantically looking around the pod as he spoke. He was looking for his good luck charm. Childish one may call it, but it made him feel at ease during these stressful times. There it lay, the thing he was looking for, under one of the woven carpets. He picked the round charm up, holding it between his thumb and index finger as he tried to open the lock. His heart pounded into his throat as he did so, struggling to open it because of his much bigger hands. He was delusional, scared to lose it. He breathed out when he came face to face with your cute baby face, all smiling and giggling. "Thank Eywa," he mumbled to himself and tied to chain to the handle of his knife. When Jake Sully opened the flap that separated the inside of the pod from the outside world he came face to face with Neytiri, "Mo'at wants to see me?" She responded with a nod as her head nodded to the healer's tent, "she wanted to speak to you, she told me." He wondered what that could be about. He wasn't injured or suffering from any illnesses, so what could have possibly happened? Jake Sully nodded his head before speaking up, "I still don't think it's a good idea that you come." Neytiri crossed her arms at his words, "Ma Jake, I need to see what kind of people are about to enter my clan." And with that, she walked away. A sigh left his lips since he knew things would not turn out too well. He stepped towards Mo'at's tent. Time to find out why she needed him, as he entered the tent Mo'at was supposed to be at. "Ah, Jake Sully. I was awaiting you." She motioned for him to come in and he followed her order. He awkwardly stood next to her as she busied herself with her herbs, "Eywa has spoken to me. It has to do with you, Jake Sully." His ears twitched in curiosity, motioning for her to continue speaking. "You are about to be in a huge conflict. Hearts will break and tears will stream. You mustn't give up as Eywa has spoken to me this needs to happen for you to continue forward, so don't back down, Jake Sully." This just confused him, what conflict? Does this have to do with the arrival of the resistance? Is this about the RDA? But he doesn't dare ask, because he knows the Tsahik can't get into detail. His gaze is focused on the herbs the Tsahik is mixing up into medicines. Was it to distract herself from this conversation? He didn't know what else to say, but there is one thing he dared to ask, "when will this happen?"
"Way sooner than you will ever expect, Jake Sully."
"Your codename is Buttercup?" Norm looked at Seb in disbelief as the guy in question just shook his head, "I was forced, this is a crime." The three of you were talking about yourselves to Norm as Norm listened carefully. Raja giggled at the embarrassment of her friend, "so there used to be this cartoon I found in one of my great grandma's old boxes. It was called the Powerpuff girls. It is about three sisters that fight against crime and we needed codenames, so I forced (Y/N) and Seb to match with me." This made Norm realize how the three trained warriors in front of him were actually still kids at heart. Of course he knew that they were young, but this just showed how much they missed out on beings kids. You chuckled at the conversation and shrugged, "I mean, my codename is Blossom so it's not too bad, not like being a buff dude and getting called Buttercup. Raja's fits hers, bubbles. It fits her bubbly personality." Seb continued complaining about how it was two against one and that he couldn't escape from his codename being Buttercup. "We are here," Norm commented and you felt the nerves go through your body once again, your grip on your katana so hard your knuckles turned lighter. As the helicopter lowered, you looked outside the window and there you saw three blue figures standing next to one another close to a facility in the middle of the forest. There he was. Your dad. Standing all high and mighty and he was so tall. He looked so different, yet still the same. You noticed certain features that just made him look like your dad. You wished you were a little kid again. If it was little you in your place right now, she wouldn't have given a damn. Would've run up to him and told him who you were as you would have jumped into his arms. But you grew up, full of anger and pain. You pursed your lips as you watched him talk with his mate and son, silently wishing it was you there, by his side as he had a proud look on his face. You had an intense conflict within yourself. Why did you have to be such a tryhard? If you slacked off, you could have been chilling with the other warriors that were spread around the other forest clans. Yet, this was something to be proud of. You did this on your own, you should prove yourself to them, to him. But were you ready for this confrontation? All this inner dialogue made your head hurt. You had to stop fighting the thoughts in your head and focus, because you were getting lost in your thoughts a lot. That wasn't acceptable, not on a battlefield. Once the helicopter landed, Norm was the first to step out of the helicopter, followed by Seb, Raja and you. When the three of you stood in a line you were standing right in front of the Na'vi: Seb in front of Neteyam, Raja in front of Neytiri, and you in front of Jake Sully right in the middle. As if Eywa herself wanted this to happen, wanting the two of you to reconnect. He analyzes you from head to toe, his gaze burning into your skin making you push your mask further into your skin. You wanted to crawl into a cave right there and then.
"Oel Ngati Kameie," the three of you say in unison as you brought your hand towards your forehead, dropping it slowly to the height where your chest is at. The na'vi in front of you do the same na'vi greeting, before Jake Sully switched to English, "I, Jake Sully, Welcome you to Pandora, I can speak for everyone of the Omatikaya clan that we are very thankful for your arrival and your help." His English sounded rusty, but understandable when you haven't been using it for the past decade. Your eyebrows raise at his English, "we understand Na'vi. Pxoeng nolume Na'vi." You spoke to your dad through your mask and you could see the surprise on his face. It made you smile, he looked proud. Fortunately, the mask covered your mouth, otherwise, everyone could have seen your happy expression. Norm chimed into the conversation, "These three are the best warriors of their group. (Y/N), Seb and Raja, all scored fantastically on their physical exams. Six years ago, these warriors left just a few weeks before RDA's departure. We got a few weeks to plan out a raid against their new forces." Everyone nods in unison and you glance at your dad once again, locking eyes with him, since he was already looking at you.
Jake's eyes widen at that name. It was a name he didn't hear in so long. He thought of his babygirl, wondering what you could be doing right now. Did you graduate? Have a boyfriend? Girlfriend? Was he a grandfather? He got so overwhelmed at the thought of you. He missed you so much. His little girl, who is probably not so little now. Regret and guilt fuels his body as he remembers that he was the one to leave you and never return to earth. How he hoped to see your face again. Come and live here with him on Pandora, was that a selfish thought?
Norm took out a form and cleared his throat, making Jake Sully wake up from all his thoughts, "Jake, the warriors first need to do this checkup before they can get to work, resistance orders," he passes him the map with your files and your heart immediately dropped to your stomach. You knew he was about to get your last name eventually, but on the first day? You don't know if you can do that. "This was supposed to be my task, but I trust that you can do this, oh great Olo'eyktan? Max is researching something and he urgently needs my help with it." Great Norm, just great. Eywa, is this your doing? Because you would rather wish she takes you to her right this instant. "You can trust me with this, Norm." Jake flashes him a grin. "Don't lose it and I really mean that," Norm's gaze reaches the three of you once again, he almost looks worried, "I read the checkup, good luck, because as a scientist I could never." And to the lab he went.
"What was that supposed to mean?" Seb raised his eyebrows in concern and his eyes glanced at the map your father was holding. Neytiri has been quiet this entire time as well as Neteyam. Both were weary ever since they met you three, like mother, like son. Everyone could notice the tension, it would have made Jake's arm hair stand if he had any. "Okay, let's see what we have here.. Pretty.. gruesome.." Neteyam was looking over his dad's shoulder, frowning at all of them, "sir, is this normal for humans?" Again, you raise your eyebrows and you couldn't stop the next words you say from coming out of your mouth, "you call your father 'sir'? What is this, an army?" Raja widens her eyes, as well as Seb. Neytiri hisses your way in defense, Jake putting his arm out in front of her as to not make her pounce in you, but you don't flinch. You just looked at your father in disbelief at how he was treating his own son. It was awfully quiet as Jake didn't know what to reply. Your hard gaze on him made him feel something, guilt? Pain? He couldn't describe it, but he felt weird in some way. Luckily, Norm came back in his human body, clear mask on his face, "false alarm, he already got help from the other scientists and everything is go- what the hell happened here?" Norm could feel the tension in his bones as he watched the six of you. You were the first to speak up, "nothing is wrong here. So you will do our checkup right?" You walked towards your father, gripping the file map out of his hands and handing it over to Norm. Everyone's jaws drop to the ground and Neytiri drew her hunter's knife, "you sky demon I knew you couldn't be trusted! Such disrespectful behavior!" Jake takes a hold of his mate. They couldn't fight, not now. Neytiri needed to get out of here before blood was about to be drawn. "Ma Neytiri please, it's fine, could you please check up on Loak?" The tension was unbearable for Jake Sully. His eyes pleaded for himself to handle this. The grip on her knife loosened as she hissed again. Neteyam stepped towards his mother as his hand wrapped around hers, the one she was gripping the knife with, "mother please, please trust father." He himself had doubts about these humans, but it looked like his dad trusted them, so he should at least try right? As future Olo'eyktan. Looking into her son's eyes, she felt herself calm down as she lowered her knife, attaching it to her hip. She put her hand on Neteyam's cheek for a second before pulling her hand away. Once again, she threw a glance at you. "I'm watching you." She sent you a hiss as a warning and crept back into the forest. Great, you have a bad relationship with your dad's mate. Maybe this was for the best after all. Jake sighed, he shouldn't have taken Neytiri with him even after all her demands. With sky people she just met it was bound to go like this.
After that awkward ordeal, Neteyam led everyone to an open field in the forest. With your dad's gaze still lingering on your body, you decided to try and ignore it. Easier said than done. You yearned for your dad, but you couldn't give in. Neteyam and Jake stood to the side as the three of you started stretching in the conveniently open field that was formed into a circle. "The checkup is about strength, focus, and speed. You need to fight one vs one hand-to-hand combat battles against one another without masks on."
"Without masks?! Are they out of their mind?!"
"Do you expect an answer or?"
"No I don't!"
Seb and Raja continued their daily bickering as always, but your mind was completely somewhere else. Jake seemed to notice this, as he walked towards you. He had this urge to comfort you. Could it be, because you had the same name as his daughter on earth? Maybe, but maybe if he took care of you, he could feel at peace again. He sat on his knees and put his hand on your shoulder, making you look his way. "I'm sorry for my mate, she can be very protective of me," he softly spoke to you, "and I don't blame you, you woke up after 6 years and your entire life is upside down. I understand." You pursed your lips at his words. Why was he being so soft to you? You couldn't stand it, not when he spoke like that, reassuring you like that. You didn't reply, you just gave him the shoulder as you stepped away from his grip. This just made him even more confused as his chest hurt, did he do something wrong when he met you? Was he staring at you a little too long? Did his gaze offend you?
"We will do three rounds and in those three rounds, you need to put your enemy down for ten seconds to win."
"Let's dance then, shall we?"
And those words you spoke, felt awfully familiar to Jake Sully.
Neteyam Sully watched in awe as you fought the final round against Seb. Your mask was on the ground as you pounced on the much taller guy. He tried to lock your legs with his to make you lose your balance, which would have given him an advantage, but you punched him in the face with your fist, making his mouth open and gasp for air. In his moment of panic, you used it to knock him face-first into the dirty mossy ground, keeping his head on the floor as you twisted his arm. You sat right on his back as you used your knee on his neck to keep him down, the other weighing on his lower back and arm. You gasped for air as you saw blurry, listening to Norm count to ten was honestly something. It sounded like he counted to a hundred in slow motion. When he yelled the word ten, you quickly got off your friend, crawling towards your mask. Jake wanted to run up to you to help you, but Norm told him to stop and that this was what you were supposed to do in a real battle if it would ever happen that you lose your mask. You quickly took your mask in your hand and put it on your face with a shaky hand, gasping for the oxygen you needed. You coughed loudly as you sat on your knees with your hands on the ground. Jake rushed towards you and put his arm around you, rubbing your back with his free hand, "are you okay?" worry in his tone as he spoke. Your eyes widen at the familiar hug. The warmth of his arms as he used to hold onto you as you snuggled against him in your sleep. But you couldn't. You held onto his hand, letting the touch linger your skin before you pushed it away, "I'm good, yes." You stood up and walked towards Norm, not looking back at him once.
Just what was it with you?
And why did it hurt how you treated him?
A/N: I was lowkey insecure about posting this part 3 fr, idk if I liked it. I kept adding and adding details in the hope I would feel better about it, so here's a longer part than usual. Hope you enjoyed it. Pls tell me what you think. <3
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teyums · 4 months
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thinking about jake sully and how he talks you through it ౨ৎ {18+}, nsfw, got the sudden urge to write for jake??
“Breathe, babygirl.”
Eyes screwed shut and chest stuttering; you only remember to when he reminds you.
His hands, large and rough, but gentle when they need to be, cage the form of your waist as he helps you slide down on him, slowly. You can feel every vein pulsing against the ridges of your walls as he sinks inside and it has you mewling into the stuffy air, tinged with the lingering scent of your sex.
“That’s it—Careful, hon.” With your swollen lips spreading around his thick length for the third time tonight, you find your nails digging into the skin of his forearms as you clutch onto them for stability. Somehow, the stretch is always the same. Hurts all the same. Makes you cum all the same.
“Wouldn’t want you to go ‘n hurt yourself, now would we?”Jake chuckles lowly in your ear and your walls clench at that, which earns a soft grunt from him.
“N-no, sir,” you gasp with a quick shake of your head. He plants a wet kiss to the peak of your flushed cheek when he hums, little patches of saliva coating your skin as he drags his lips down to your now outstretched neck next.
“Mhm, that’s right. Wouldn’t be much fun, huh? What do you think?”
Jake knows how much you love and hate when he talks like this while he’s fucking you. As if you can actually hold up a conversation and respond in your inebriated state. It’s so hard for you to focus on what he’s asking you, and he finds it funny how you’re never able to answer his questions coherently and always settle for dropping your head back and whining out some expletive that he should probably be spanking you for. But alas, he was a little busy at the moment, so that’d have to wait.
Big arms wrapped around your torso, his toned forearms press right beneath the cusp of your breasts as his hips snap you up and into an involuntary bounce on his cock, which only pushes him deeper into your pussy every time you land right back in his awaiting lap.
“It’s gonna be a long night, princess.”
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tallulah477 · 5 months
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The Olo’eyktan’s Brat
Kinktober Day 29: Dirty Talk
Pairing: Jake x Fem!Human!Reader
Warnings: Daddy Kink, Dirty Talk, Oral (female receiving), P in V, Brat taming, Size Difference, Restraining holds (holding someone in place so they can’t move), Dom Jake, Sub Reader, Creampie, Belly bulge, Use of pet names (babygirl, princess, little monster), Slight cockwarming at the end
A/N: Credit to @eywaite for finally calling out my misspellings on Na'vi words that I've been misspelling this whole time 😭
Word Count: 3.6K
Summary: You’ve been acting like a brat all day and Jake is tired of your attitude and decides to put you in your place.
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Translations:
Skxawng - Moron / idiot
Olo’eyktan - Clan Leader
Jake doesn’t know what’s gotten into you lately.
You don’t know what’s gotten into you lately. 
Normally, you’re not like this. This . . . needy. But Jake has been so busy lately, always busy helping The People, running interference during disagreements between council members, or leading the patrol run along the Omatikaya border to check for security. 
He’s an important man. A great and dependable leader who was clearly born to not only save the Na’vi from the destructive ways of the humans, but also meant to lead them with a strong heart and powerful will to keep them protected. He works long hours, up before the sun most days, his previous marine life keeping him on a disciplined schedule that has him up and around before the first patrol even goes out. He’s The People’s Olo’eyktan from that moment on and, even as his mate, it can be hard to get in front of him during the day.
But after the eclipse settles, the mask comes off and then he’s just Jake. The evening is your time together and he’s made it clear time and time again that he holds his special time with you in his heart. He’s always proven to prioritize your time together: by day he’s Jake Sully, Olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya Clan, but by night he’s Jake Sully, skxawng extraordinaire and the love of your life. 
And you’ve never had a problem with this arrangement before, never felt like you weren’t valued or appreciated as his partner - never felt like you were ignored. 
Until recently.
For the past week he’s been coming home later and later, stuck at work doing whatever clan related business that is apparently so important, it just couldn't wait, and you’re special alone time with the man you love has had to be pushed aside when he comes home each night exhausted and spent from the grueling day he’s endured. 
At first he was apologetic about it, coming home with a “Sorry, honey. Work was crazy.  Y’mind if we just cuddle tonight?”. And you felt so sorry for him, saw the tiredness and unease on his face and nodded sympathetically, offering to give him a nice massage after he ate the nice meal you prepared for him. 
A few times you would test the waters, hoping to tempt him into some playtime with a coy look and a sultry little “Hi, daddy,” but he would just shake his head, gruff voice murmuring a low “Maybe tomorrow,”. He always makes up for it the morning after, waking you up before he leaves your shared hut with a kiss on your shoulder and nuzzling his cheek against your face mask with a sweet sounding “Heading out, baby. See ya later, okay?”
And it was okay for the first few days. Things happen, things pop up and get in the way - you get it. But then it happened again, and again . . . and again. And then suddenly, it’s not okay anymore. He apologizes each time and you know that each apology is sincere. He’s not avoiding you on purpose - he has responsibilities to fulfill and you can’t take him away from that.
But your heart aches all the same. The pang of feeling ignored eating away at you slowly and you miss him so much you feel sick with it. So you go out on the search for his favorite fruit - an elusive variety of yovo fruit that tastes almost exactly like strawberries from Earth. Thankfully, you’re able to find a few, and you head home with a smile on your face knowing that he’s going to be so happy when he sees what you found him.
When you get home, you peel the fruit, slicing it up and carefully cutting them into different shapes, just like your mother used to when you were little. You try your hand at creating new things, using the point of your knife to create little ikrans and direhorses out of the fruit, even managing something that can be considered passable for an atokirina. You nibble on the leftover bits as you carve, lifting up your mask to pop them in your mouth every once in a while, and you display your work on a large fig leaf and wait for Jake to come home - proud and impressed with how everything turned out and knowing he will be too.
Except evening comes and goes, and then night settles over the village and Jake still isn’t there. You know it's stupid, but you can’t help it. You miss him so much and haven’t spent time with him in what feels like forever. And you're heartbroken at the fact that you spent so much time and effort trying to make a nice little gift for him and he’s not even here to appreciate it. 
You crawl into bed angry that night, falling into a restless sleep that only serves to make you more exhausted in the morning. You felt Jake slide into bed beside you late into the night, felt him slip his arm around your waist like he always does and pressed a kiss to your temple. But you pushed him off, brushed his arm from around your waist and scooted towards the edge of the bed away from him. You heard his frustrated and confused “fuck, okay . . .”, but he didn’t push it.
In the morning, he tries to greet you the same as he always does, leaning over to press his lips against your shoulder, but you cover the spot he always kisses with your hand before he can - a silent rejection. You hear him shuffle slightly behind you before his raspy voice breaks the silence.
“Baby, what--”
“Bye,”
Your interruption leaves him speechless. You’ve never spoken to him so coldly before, and part of you wants him to push you, to demand to know what the problem is so he can fix it. The other part is still so bitter about being left alone and forgotten that you just want him to go away. In the end, he sighs and dresses for the day, leaving the tent without another word. 
Your anger stews throughout the day, boiling deep in your chest so hot you feel like you could tear the whole hut apart in your rage. How dare he leave you? You clearly needed him and he just left. He ‘always makes you a priority’ your fucking ass. 
When evening rolls around and the eclipse is setting, he comes home. It’s earlier than he has been and he smiles when you look up at him from where you're mending a rip in one of his loincloths. You return his greeting with a bored look before averting your eyes and returning to your mending. 
Immediately, the grin wipes off his face and his eyebrows scrunch in confusion. 
“Babygirl, what’s the matter?”
“Don’t call me ‘babygirl’,” You snap, gripping the fabric between your clenched fists. 
Normally, the pet name makes you feel all good and gooey inside. But now it just grates against your eardrums. 
“Don’t call you—okay, how have I messed up this time?” 
You throw the loincloth down and stand from your seat, heading for the entrance flap of the hut with an irritated huff. “I’m leaving,”
Jake grabs onto your arm as you pass, blue hand so massive it wraps around the top of your arm and even curls over some of his own fingers. 
“Let me go!” You shout, trying to pull out of his hold, but his grip holds firm.
“What is up with you, woman?”
“LET GO!”
He pulls your squirming body closer to his, dragging you against him.“Hey, calm down--”
“Fuck you!”
His face darkens at the curse, eyes narrowing dangerously as his grip on your arm tightens. And then suddenly you're hoisted up in the air, pressed against the wall of your hut as Jake holds you up with a firm grip just above your elbows. You squeal as he manhandles you up, held high above his head, your feet dangling nearly 7 feet off the ground and unable to move or do anything except hang there at his mercy.
“What have I told you about using that language with me?” He growls, and despite your anger, the sound immediately goes to your core.
The position he has you in leaves his face just inches from your pussy. You can feel his hot breath against the thin fabric of your loincloth, and your body’s reaction to his tone is undeniable, unable to help the whine that falls from your lips at the feeling.
“Only said during pleasure,” You whimper.
“‘Only said during pleasure, what?” 
You whine, squirming against the wall as you feel wetness start to pool between your thighs. “Only said during pleasure, daddy,”
“Good girl,” He praises, amber eyes focused upwards to look at your face. “Now, you wanna tell daddy what’s going on?”
His voice is so soft when he asks, the deep timbre caressing your eardrums. Tears well in your eyes at the tone, the tone that screams ‘you’re safe’ and ‘tell daddy what’s going on so he can fix it’, and the emotional dam that’s been brewing in your chest snaps.
“You left me,” You cry, and Jake’s eyes fill with surprise at the admission. “You’re never home anymore. I never see you,”
Guilt flashes over his face and he nuzzles his face in your bare stomach. “Aw shit, baby. M’sorry. I know I’ve been busy lately. But you’re still my best girl. You know that,”
Your fingers itch to touch him, to run your fingers along his toned shoulders and chest like you’ve been denied this past week. But you can’t with the position he still has you in, and your legs swing slightly, kicking against the wall. 
“Missed you,” You whisper. “Missed you, daddy,”
Jake smiles at the addition of the intimate title and he knows he’s at least temporarily forgiven. His large amber eyes meet yours as he says, “Missed you too, princess,” and you have just a second to let the happy smile stretch across your face at his words before he’s digging his flat nose into the front of your loincloth and breathing in deeply. “And I missed you, too,”
His eyes are dark as he looks back up at you, heat swirling in the beautiful golden irises. Your breathing hitches when his teeth latch onto the front of your loincloth, sharp canines tearing through the fabric like it’s nothing until it falls from your body and to the floor in tatters. 
He attacks your pussy like a man who’s starving, face pressing into your folds and licking up your slit, groaning like he’s been dying of thirst for days and your juices are finally his saving grace. 
You moan loudly as his lips suction onto your clit, head thrown back in pleasure, and your legs try to wrap around his back but the position is too awkward and you have no leverage to use to get you there. 
He growls against your cunt, your arousal sliding down his chin as he pulls back just enough to speak. “You taste so good, doll. Gonna keep being a good girl for me while I eat your pretty pussy?”
“Mhmm, yes, daddy,” You whimper. “Feels so good, daddy. Please keep going,”
Jake chuckles, the vibrations shooting through your sensitive clit. “Oh, now you wanna be nice? Just a few minutes ago you were cussin’ me out,”
You don’t get a chance to respond before he’s eating you out again, warm, textured tongue dragging along your swollen nub and quickly ushering you towards orgasm. Your hips do their best to rock against his face, and your arms are starting to become numb from Jake’s iron hold and being forced to support your weight, but you don’t care. Can’t care. Not right now, not when the coil in your belly is heating up, threatening to snap any second. It feels like forever since you’ve gotten to have this, forever since you’ve had him here, with you, between your thighs, where he belongs. And you're desperate, so desperate that you can’t breathe, can’t get enough air into your lungs and the wet sounds your pussy is making as he completely devours you makes your face scrunch up in unrestrained pleasure.
He’s desperate, too. You can tell in the way he’s aggressive with you, hands bruisingly gripping your arms as he mumbles into your cunt. “Tastes so good, babygirl. Come on, ride daddy’s face.”
With another final harsh suck of his mouth around your clit, you cum, eyes squeezing shut as stars shoot across your vision. Your orgasm hits you explosively, and you shake and convulse against the wall as you cum on Jake’s relentless tongue. Your legs are beginning to feel like jello and you can do nothing but hang there, legs scrambling against the onslaught of your orgasm wanting to squeeze shut, wrap around his head, do something.
One of your knees bend, foot pressing hard against the wall you're pressed against as your pussy pulses in its aftershocks. It doesn’t stay for long though because Jake growls and sets you down on the floor, and your shaking limbs can barely keep you upright. But it doesn’t matter because he rips his loincloth off, large cock slapping his belly as it’s released from its constraints, and he’s lifting you back up against the wall, arms held tight in his grip and his tip nudges at your entrance. 
He rubs against your leaking hole, a back and forth motion that has you keening in his hold. He smirks, face glistening in the low light of the hut, as you whine a desperate, “Please, daddy. Please, please fuck me,”
“Aw, does my little brat think she deserves to be fucked?” Jake teases, fangs peeking out between his lips as he grins. 
“Yes! Yes, daddy,” You whine, hips trying to bear down on his cock. “I need it! Please, please,”
“You were being so naughty earlier,” He teases. “So disrespectful, and now you think your needy little pussy deserves daddy’s cock?”
Tears fill your eyes at his words, frustration bubbling inside you from how hard he’s pushing at your patience. You waited for him all week. You’ve been good - so good, so understanding and helpful and fuck - all you want him to do is put his thick, blue alien cock into your tight, drenched pussy and fuck you until you can’t breath and he’s being mean.
“I deserve it! I deserve it!” You cry, wriggling hard in his grip. Your cunt slides against his hard length as you struggle, coating it even more in your arousal and Jake’s nostrils flair just a little, picking up the scent. “Need you,”
“Look at you,” Jake coos. “So desperate for daddy. My little whore. You just missed me, huh? Feeling a little lonely and didn’t know how else to get daddy’s attention?”
“Yeah,” You breath, air catching in your lungs when the tip of his cock nudges at your entrance. 
“Missed daddy so much you decided to be a brat, hm?” He doesn’t push up into you. Instead, he lowers you down, your back sliding against the wall as he presses you down onto his cock. You whine, desperate and pathetic at the pressure and stretch of his thick head at your clenching hole. “Knew that would get daddy’s attention. You know how much I love to put my little slut in her place,”
You moan, loud and needy, as he breaches you. He lowers you down carefully, and you stop breathing when the mushroomed tip of his cock spears you open, pressing inside you insistently despite his mindful movement. “Fuck, daddy. Yes, yes, yes!”
Your small body swallows him whole, tiny cunt wrapping around his cock like it was made for him, welcoming him into your depths as he lowers you down further, inch by agonizing inch. There’s a bulge in your belly when he bottoms out, and you look down at it in glee as your hole flutters around his length.  
“Couldn’t even try to talk to me about it,” Jake’s voice is nothing but a gruff growl as he draws you back up, hands gripping tightly on your arms as your walls drag along him until only the swollen tip is left inside you. “No, you had to jump right into being a brat. Just had to fuck around and find out, didn’t you?”
You whimper as he slides you back down, length filling you up again, the bulge once again making an appearance in your stomach. You bite your lip, trying to hold in another needy whine. You’re partly successful, the sound breaking from your throat nothing more than a cut off squeak. But as he moves you again, and again, lifting you off his throbbing cock and slamming you back down, moving your body the way he wants like you’re nothing more than a ragdoll - his own personal fleshlight - you can’t keep the blissful grin off your face as you eyes roll into the back of your head.
“Shouldn’t even be fucking you right now,” Jake grunts, the tip of his cock barreling into your cervix with each thrust. “I’m just giving you exactly what you want. Rewarding you for being such a little monster,”
“D-daddy, f-fuck,” You moan. Your legs are shaking from where they’re hanging below you, tingly and useless, swaying slightly in the motion of Jake’s movements. 
When your eyes refocus, they lock onto Jake’s intimidating stare. His eyes are blown wide, his normally wide yellow eyes have been taken over by piercing black, pupils like blackholes threatening to swallow you whole in their intensity.
“Should take you over my knee instead,” He breathes, hot breath fanning over your mask and fogging up the glass a little. “My princess needs punishment to keep her in line, right? A firm hand to properly remind you who’s boss around here. Teach you to show your Olo’eyktan some fucking respect,”
His words shoot fire through your veins, the looming threat more like a heartfelt promise in your eyes, and the coil in your belly tightens as you feel your orgasm approaching. You keen, nodding frantically as your fingernails dig into your palms. “Yes! Yes, daddy! Need you to punish me. Put me in my place - ah!”
He tilts his hips slightly, cockhead rubbing perfectly into that special spot that makes you see stars. He chuckles as your mouth falls open, eyes widening as you stare at him, gaping like a fish as you fight through the pleasure. “Do you have something to ask me, babygirl?”
“P-please,” You grit out, whines and moans ripping from your throat as you try to get the words out. “Please, d-daddy. Please can I c-cum?”
“Aw, my pretty girl wants to cum? You wanna cream all over daddy’s cock? Squeeze it nice and tight with your pretty pussy until daddy fills you up?”
“Yes! Yes, yes, please? Daddy, please, can I?”  
Jake grins, sharp canines digging into his bottom lip. He stops moving you on him, holding you firm against the side of the hut as his hips piston into yours, setting a brutal and unforgiving pace as he mutters a gravelly, “Go ahead, baby. I want my princess to cum on my cock,”
You scream, eyes squeezing shut as the coil in your stomach snaps and your orgasm tears through you. Your legs shake uncontrollably, heels banging against the wall of the hut as they unconsciously kick out, and your fingers curl into unknown signs as you gush around Jake’s pounding cock. 
Through your giddy, fucked out haze, you can feel Jake’s hips stutter against you. He groans, low and guttural as he presses in hard against you, and you let out a content sigh at the feel of him cumming inside you, shooting rope after thick rope of release inside your greedy pussy and painting your walls white  - filling you up so good you think you could sing songs of praise to Eywa about how amazing it feels.
When he’s done, he doesn’t pull out. Instead he stays lodged inside you, hands moving from your arms to wrap around your waist, pulling you away from the wall and cradling you in his arms. He turns and lowers himself carefully to the floor so as to not disturb you so much, and holds you against him, one big hand rubbing soothing circles on your back while the other supports your head. 
“Y/n, you alright?” He asks, nudging your head gently.
You hum, exhausted, but do your best to nod your head anyway.
“Baby, I’m sorry I haven’t been around that much lately. I can see how it’s affecting you. I want you to know that you’re my number one priority, so I’m going to do my best to cut off duties early enough so that I can come home and spend time with my special girl. You deserve that,”
You let his words wash over you and tears once again prick at your eyes, this time with overwhelming emotion. “I’m sorry I was such a brat,”
“You’re not a brat,” He says, fingers sliding gently through your sweat slicked hair. “You’re an angel. My angel,”
He takes a deep breath, eyes cutting across the room to the small wooden table with the fig leaf cradling the various carved up pieces of fruit.
“I saw the fruit by the way. They’re adorable, just like you,”
You don’t say anything, but there’s a small smile on your face as you press your cheek snugly against his chest.
**Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!
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strongheartneteyam · 5 months
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His little breeding slut.
Pairing: dilf!Jake Sully x female!human!younger!reader
CW: established relationship, reader loving jake's belly, a bit of fluff, praising kink, p in v, use of "daddy", "babygirl" and "princess", breeding kink, dom Jake x sub reader, creampie, missionary position
It's been a while since the last time I wrote for Jake but this pic in the middle gave me WILD THOUGHTS 🥺🧎🏻‍♀️💕 so this is what came out of it lol all hail Dilf!Jake and his dad bod 🤤🤌🏻💓
na'vi words: muntxate (female mate), yawntutsyìp (little loved one)
Slightly proofread.
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"You like my belly, don't you? You always put your little hands on it when I'm fucking you missionary" Jake smirked and chuckled, pleased with the dumb way you were looking at his soft belly, your eyes completely bewitched by his delicious body and both your hands over his abdomen.
"You know I do, Daddy. It's so soft, so good to touch..." You mewled.
"You're so cute, babygirl" He chuckled tenderly as he slowly but steadily thrusted into you.
"Thanks, Daddy" you said in a cute voice and gave him a smile, as you felt his cock coming in and out of you, your pussy clenching.
Jake suddenly thrusted his huge cock harder into your pussy, his large tip suddenly reaching your womb, taking a surprised cry of pleasure out of you. His tip leaked so much precum inside your cervix and he couldn't wait to cum inside his little breeding slut.
"Daddy wants to breed you, princess. Does my muntxate want to carry my baby?" He enquired while he pounded your pussy even harder this time, his soft striped thighs slightly jiggling as they crashed into the softness of your own thighs.
"Yes, Daddy, please." You pleaded while gazing at his face with furrowed eyebrows.
"Say it like I taught you to." Jake grunted in a demanding tone.
"Please, breed me, Daddy. Please, put a baby on me..." You loved when he made you beg. It turned you on even more.
"That's right, babygirl. You make Daddy proud." His voice was shaking with sheer pleasure as he felt your warm, wet pussy milking his cock just so fucking well.
A few rough thrusts later, Jake let out a hoarse and loud groan as a strong load of his thick warm cum filled your insides.
He came out of you and a bit of his white seed was leaking from your pussy into the mat.
"We're gonna have to clean this mess, yawntutsyìp." Jake laughed, breath still heavy, as he shook his head from side to side, his fangs escaping from under his upper lip, making you think how insanely beautiful and charming your mate was. Jake would never stop making you sigh out of love and admiration of his beauty, even if the both of you had been mated for quite some time now.
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daydreamerbunny · 1 year
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Pretty Girl [ Jake Sully x human!female reader ]
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Pairing: dilf!Jake Sully x human!female reader
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 2293
Warnings: daddy kink, stomach bulge, oral (m & f (brief)receiving), lots of kissing, lots of pet names from Jake, and possible grammar mistakes
brain going crazy over the idea of dilf!Jake and human!reader fucking without her mask for the first time
also Alexa, play 'ET' by Katy Perry cause that was one of the vibes.
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"Someone's here to see you." Norm said as peeked his head into your room before running off.
"Wait, Norm tell Lo'ak I'm busy!" You shouted as you did not take your eyes off of your circuit board on your desk.
"Well, ain't this a pretty sight." Jake's voice startled you and you gasp, standing up from your bent over position at your desk.
"Jake." You put your hand on your chest and laugh a little, "you scared me."
Jake smiles as he takes in your appearance. You were wearing your hair down rather than your normal ponytail due to the straps of the mask. Speaking of the mask there was no weird distortion of your face and he could get a real good look at your eyes. You were also dressed fairly down in a tank top and some jean shorts, no protective gear or clothes for the nature of Pandora. Just you.
"Well, I'm sorry, pretty girl." Jake smiled and approached you, taking a breath from his oxygen mask that was hanging from his neck. "Just wanted to see you." His fingers rake through your hair and you hum.
"I'm not complaining." You close your eyes and welcome his touch. "You can finally see me without my mask." You open your eyes and look up at him, smiling sweetly.
On that cue, Jake's large hand moves from your hair to your cheek and his thumb runs over your lips. He had the overwhelming desire to kiss you. He moves to sit down on the floor without crossing his legs and grabbed your hips, bringing you closer to him. You giggle at his eagerness, but you cannot judge him. The idea of him being able to kiss you among other things now that you can breathe without a mask is exciting.
"What's so funny? Hm?" Jake teases as he bumps his nose to yours and it made your heart flutter.
"Nothing, Jake." You laughed again and wrapped your arms around his neck, "just kiss me."
Normally he would make you say please, but he was teasing himself at this point by not kissing you. Jake tests a soft peck to your lips before diving into a heated kiss which makes you let out a content moan. Jake was always sweet to you and showed as much physical affection as he could, but this just fills your chest with so much warmth.
The kiss turned into open-mouth kisses and your fingers curled into his hair at the nape of his neck, holding onto him as your knees felt weak. Jake’s hands moved to your ass and squeeze, causing you to mewl into his mouth. His chest swelled in pride and he slipped his tongue into your mouth, his fingers digging into your shorts as his arousal grew.
Your fingers pulled at his hair in an attempt to pull him closer and you gently bite on his lower lip, causing a groan to leave Jake. Your tongues meet again and the both of you were panting at this point. You were incredibly wet and your head was fuzzy with need. Jake moves a hand up your back and to your hair, tangling his fingers in the roots and tugs you off of his mouth. You whine in protest.
Jake laughs and reaches to the mask around his neck. He took a quick breath as he took in your flushed face, “you gotta let me breathe, baby.”
Your eyes trail down his chest, stomach and finally to his loincloth. You bit your bottom lip at the sight of his cock straining in his loincloth. All of your sexual interactions have been when you’re wearing a mask and so you’ve never been able to give him head. You so badly wanted to and now would be the chance. You lick your lips at the thought.
“Whatcha thinking about, baby girl?” Jake’s fingers tighten and your eyes shoot back up to his amber eyes. “Hm?”
“Daddy I-“ You almost lose balance, but Jake has a good hold on you. You blush at his intense stare and your hands reach forward to run your fingers over his collarbones. “I want to suck your cock.” You finally respond.
Jake’s ears perked up and he smiled slightly, his fangs just peeking out. “Yeah? Do you think you can handle it?”
“Yes!” You nodded. “Please I can handle it.”
“I don’t know, baby. Your pussy can barely handle my cock.” Jake teased, his free hand comes up to your face and his index finger grazes your lips.
“No!” You whine. “I can do it. Let me try.”
Jake changes from his index finger to his thumb and gently presses down on your lip, your mouth slowly falling open. Your tongue slowly licks his thumb and he pushes it into your mouth. You wrap your lips around his thumb and suck, moaning softly.
“Fuck, baby. I don’t know if I can wait to fuck you.” Jake’s tail flicked around impatiently as his cock throbbed in his loincloth. “But daddy will let you help him out.”
Jake's thumb is removed from your mouth with a 'pop' sound and move to your hands and knees. He unties his loincloth and lets it fall off of him, exposing his hard cock. His mind was reeling at the fact you were face to face with his dick. You wet your lips before reaching out and wrapping your small hand at the base, which was cute because he was so big. You lean your head down and lick from your hand to the tip causing Jake to gasp. You look up to see his ears are down and his mouth hung open slightly, his fangs peeking out.
Jake's pleasure easily fuels you to keep going. You hum and arch your back some more, twirling your tongue around the tip. You squeeze your hand and wrap your lips around the tip, closing your eyes. His hand gathers up your hair and holds it gently as you bob your head. He follows your movement, but never forces it. You begin to move your hand in tandem with your head.
"Fuck, sweetheart." Jake curses and gulps, "how deep can you take it?" He thinks out loud and softly pushes your head to guide you further down his cock.
A gasp turned into a moan as you took him deeper and his fingers tighten around your hair. Your eyes prickled with tears and rest your other hand on his thigh, wiggling your hips as desire keeps building in your lower stomach. You got just a little over half way on his dick before you pushed your head back against Jake's hand which caused him to let up.
"Good girl, baby." Jake praises and uses his free hand to run his hand down your spine and over the swell of your ass to run his fingers over your clothed cunt. He thanked the size difference between the two of you so he could do this with ease. He chokes back a whimper as you moan around him and his pupils dilate even more, "mmm, fuck. Get up, baby. Let's get these clothes off of 'ya." His voice seemed to come from a deeper part of his chest as he pulled you off of him.
As you not so gracefully got up from the floor Jake took a breath from his mask and grabbed your hips, pulling you in close. His mouth attached itself to your neck and licked and nipped at the soft skin there. You move your head to the side to give him more access and shudder when his fangs scrape over your skin. Jake pulls away lightly to look at your nipples that were now poking through your tank top and runs his thumbs over them. You gasp and bite your bottom lip, squeezing your thighs together. You couldn't take this any longer.
"Daddy please." You whine.
"I know, pretty girl." Jake lovingly bumps his nose against your cheek and lifted your tank top over your head, "look at these pretty tits."
You nearly fell when his long tongue circled one of your nipples and your hands catch his shoulders to steady yourself. Jake's tail flicked in amusement behind him as his large fingers fumbled with the button of your shorts, but he eventually got it and shoved your shorts down your legs. Jake could smell you before, but now it was like a slap to the face.
"You really need Daddy's cock, huh baby?" Jake teased as he used two fingers to rub your clit through your panties.
"Yes yes fuck." You moaned and dig your nails into his shoulders. "Please fuck me." You pleaded.
"Someone is impatient today." He teased. "Lay down and spread your legs, sweetheart."
You didn't need to be told twice. You lay back onto your discarded clothes that were on the floor and parted your legs. Jake grabbed the back of your knees and pushed your legs to your chest, diving in-between your legs and immediately running his tongue from your entrance to your clit causing you to cry out. He groaned at how impossibly wet you were and focused his attention on your clit while he inserted two fingers inside of you.
"Daddy! Oh my god." You mewled as he finger fucked you.
"You're so cock hungry you don't even need to be prepped, sweet girl." Jake still continued his assault on your cunt and curled his fingers inside of you while flicking his tongue on your clit.
"Please." You begged and whined. "I need your cock. Please please please." Your legs shook from the exertion.
"Well, since 'ya asked so nicely." Jake chuckled as he moved to sit on his knees and manhandled you into his lap, letting your hips fall between his legs to get the perfect angle. "So small." He mumbled to himself.
You grew excited whenever he just maneuvered you exactly where he wanted since the size difference could make positioning harder. Jake's strength also allowed him to hold you with ease. He lets the tip of his cock glide up and down until it caught itself at your entrance and he leans forward, letting your cunt him guide him in. The both of you moan in relief as he sinks in. You moans were shaky and you reach forward to run your hands down his stomach, letting your nails graze his skin causing the skin to jolt from your touch.
"Daddy!" You mewled as you ran your hand over your lower stomach. "So deep."
Jake grunted and gradually picked up his pace, the sound of him fucking you filling the room. You looked so perfect like this with your legs shaking and your eyes rolling backwards as he hits that perfect spot so perfectly and quickly. His hands squeezed your hips and leaned forward, catching you in a heated and messy kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck and whimper as your tongues dance.
Jake's ears were relaxed downwards and his tail flicked wildly. He was letting his moans and whimpers run wild as he fucked you. You were so warm and tight, yet you took his cock like a champ. He pulled away to watch your breasts bounce at his efforts. He wrapped one arm around your lower back to keep you in place while his other hand moved to circle on your clit.
"That's right, baby." Jake moaned lowly as you arched your back, "daddy should stop doubting 'ya. You can always take his cock, huh?" He chuckled.
"Mmm, always." You said pathetically and close your eyes as the pleasure was too good. Your mind was all fuzzy. You could feel your orgasm getting closer and closer.
"Daddy loves your pussy, sweet girl." He rasped out as his thrusts became more desperate. "You gonna come?"
You open your eyes to meet his large amber ones and nod, biting your bottom lip. "P-please. Oh fuck." You whined as it approached very quickly.
That's when it washed over you and left you feeling white hot with your thighs shaking. Jake's hands moved back to your hips to land some final hard and lazy thrusts as he came deep inside of you, almost growling at his pleasure. His fingers digging deep into your skin. Even in your post-orgasm bliss you reach to his mask around his neck and shakily bring it up to his face. Jake gently smiles before taking a deep breath from it.
"Thank you, baby girl." Jake mumbled and nudged the side of your head with his nose and followed it with a kiss.
He slowly lifts you off of his dick and into his lap, letting your small form curl up into him. His large hand smoothed your hair down and moved it away from your neck. Jake cupped both sides of your neck and angle your head up towards him so he can see your face.
"You okay?" Jake rubs his thumbs on your cheek as he asks.
"You always take good care of me, Jake." You giggle and then hum at the affection.
Jake let a cheeky grin come across his face and his tail flicked up at the praise, "damn right I do." He boasted.
"Alright, big boy." You smiled and then shook your head, "don't make me take it back." You teased.
"You can't after I just fucked you like that." He said.
"Ugh, Jaaake." You groaned and let your head fall back into his chest.
"Seriously though. I'm definitely going to keep making excuses to come see you here more if that means we don't have to deal with that stupid mask." Jake pet your head again.
"Hey, that mask keeps me alive." You pouted.
"Yeah yeah." Jake laughed.

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honey-on-your-tongue · 9 months
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human!reader being jakes side piece??🫣🤭
😩😩😩😩😩 what wouldn't I give to be his side piece omggg
Jake meeting you for the first time and just absolutely going head over heels for you. Your small human body, soft and pliable in comparison to his enormous, strong body. The cute little outfits you wear, the way you do your hair, the little glances you give him every now and then...
He feels like a pervert, some out of control asshole as he lays at night, jerking off to the thought of you. Your tiny lips around his cock. Your little body on his lap. Your eyes full of pretty tears as he fucks you beyond your limits.
And then he begins to realize how flustered you get around him. He can hear your heart rate picking up, can smell your arousal, can almost sense the heat in your gaze...
One day, when he wanders into the lab and finds you all alone, he takes his shot.
“Mornin', kid,” he greets, inhaling your sweet scent, enjoying the way your heart races.
You smile timidly. “Jake. Hi.”
He glances around. “Where is everyone else?” he questions, taking a seat on one of the lab tables.
“Something about an expedition,” you reply. “Went to investigate some plant or another.” You make your way around the lab, filing paperwork where it belongs and organizing jars full of chemical substances.
“And they left you all alone?” he asks, trying to hide the hope in his voice.
“I'm...not big on expeditions of that sort,” you admit, blushing softly.
He frowns slightly. “'Of that sort'?” he echoes.
You nod. “I think it's more interesting when we visit the Omaticaya. The plants and all just don't really catch my attention.”
Jake raises an eyebrow. “Oh? You only find us natives interesting?”
You blush more. “Um. Yeah...I guess.”
He chuckles softly, rising to his feet and walking over to you. “What about us do you like?”
You avoid his gaze. “Um. I like learning the customs, the chores...oh, and the language. I love learning the language. But, um, some words are tough on the tongue. You kinda gotta roll your tongue in a really odd way to pronounce it correctly.”
He smirks as he softly caresses your cheek, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Yeah, it's a bitch.” He laughs softly. “I can help you with that tongue thing though, if you'd like.”
Your innocent eyes meet his. “Really? I'd love that!”
He grins. “You poor little thing,” he says quietly, his voice a low purr. He picks you up and kisses you, not giving you a chance to react.
You gasp softly, little hands landing on his shoulders, soft body pressing against his. He slides his tongue into your mouth, rolling it around yours, exploring your warm mouth. You moan softly, allowing him to devour you, mind a complete blank from the feel of his lips on yours.
He leads you to one of lab tables, sitting you on it, his tongue expertly exploring the soft cavern of your mouth.
You hum softly, breathing heavy, heart racing and stomach fluttering.
Jake smirks against you as the scent of your arousal slowly becomes evident, a sweet smell that has his tail swishing from side to side, an almost predatory impulse to be inside you taking over him.
“Goddamn, girl,” he grunts. “Look what you're doin' to me...”
You blush as you meet his gaze, those amber eyes narrow, pupils dilated. He looks animalistic, a predatory hunger emanating from his skin. You swallow hard, heart racing, and then you glance down.
You can see his cock, hard under his loincloth, and you feel a heat wash over you. You reach for it, but Jake grabs your hand and tsks softly.
“Nuh-uh, girl,” he says. “Me first.” He kneels on the floor, smirking at you as he pushes your pretty skirt up, exposing your panties. He holds your gaze as he leans his face between your thighs, pressing his nose to your cunt and inhaling the sweet scent of your arousal. He licks you through your panties, your slick dripping through the thin material. He can taste you, feel the warmth of your moist pussy, and it makes his cock twitch.
He groans lowly, the sound almost a growl. His ears fold back as he pushes your panties to the side, exposing your swollen folds, your throbbing clit. He bites his lower lip as he admires the sight before him. He looks up at you before swiftly pulling your panties off. He likes the skirt, so he leaves that on.
He kisses your thighs, softly bites them before his mouth reaches your pussy. He blows a soft sigh of air on your clit, making you shudder, and he chuckles. And then he's sucking on your clit, his enormous hands holding your thighs spread, his tail swishing one way and then another.
You gasp and then moan, falling back on your elbows as you feel his large tongue sliding over your entrance. You whine lowly, one of your hands moving to hold his head. You tangle your fingers in the thick locks, tugging at his hair slightly.
He's delighted, his ears twitching with each sound you make, his cock almost aching from how hard it is. He runs his sharp canine over your clit, making you squeal, and it makes him feral.
One of his hands slides to your cunt, a thick finger tracing your entrance before sliding inside of you with ease. You mewl at the sensation of his calloused digit, laying on your back on the table, both of your hands now on his head.
As he sucks your clit, he curls his finger inside of you, expertly finding that spongy spot that has your legs jerking and your back arching off the table. He chuckles with each little sound you make, knowing your moans and whimpers are going to haunt his dreams.
He tests the waters, pressing a second finger against your entrance. When you only moan and push your hips against his hand, he slides it inside of you. Both of his rough, thick fingers stretch you out, pressing against all the right spots.
“Jake,” you whine as a hot coil begins spiraling in your womb. “Jake...”
He groans, his eyes fluttering shut as he hears his name from your lips. He thrusts in and out of you with his fingers gently, making sure he doesn't hurt you. He curls them up against your g-spot, relishing in the sound of each moan you let out.
You feel a sharp, searing string stretching in your core, burning in the best way. You whine, trying to warn Jake, but you can't think. You're not even sure what you're supposed to warn him about or what you're supposed to say. You just whimper, pathetic, writhing on the table.
As Jake keeps going, that sensation within you spreads and grows, tightening your entire body until suddenly you know you can't hold it in. The string snaps, sending a shock of pleasure through you, and then you squirt on him. The feeling makes you gasp, a breathless moan of surprise leaving your lips, swollen from where you've bitten them.
Jake groans as he drinks up your release, feeling dazed from the arousal that overcomes him. He pulls his fingers out of you and looks up at you. You're all sweaty, hair messy, chest heaving with each breath. He smirks softly before pushing his digits into your mouth, making you taste yourself.
You groan on his fingers, licking your own juices off of them. He gasps as he feels your soft lips tighten around his digits, and then your tongue tracing over his skin.
He has the sudden image of you on your knees, sucking his cock, that tiny mouth barely able to fit him...
“C'mere,” he grunts, pulling you off the table and then swiftly turning you around. He bends you over the surface, pressing your chest to the tabletop. You gasp and then moan quietly when you realize what's about to happen.
He traces his fingers from the nape of your neck down your spine, between your shoulder blades, to the small of your back. He slides his hands over the skin of your ass, then between your thighs, and he plunges his digits into your cunt, still wet and swollen from his mouth.
You cry out at the sudden intrusion, a soft pain spreading over you before turning into a sharp knife of pleasure that breaks apart any coherent thoughts left in your scrambled mind.
Jake chuckles as he pulls his fingers out of you. He grabs your ass cheeks in his ginormous hands, squeezing the flesh.
“So pretty...,” he groans, as if the fact pained him. He leans down and bites your ass, making you squeal. He smiles as he sees the shape of his teeth on your soft flesh. “So fuckin' pretty...so good for me...”
He takes his loincloth off, his cock twitching as it becomes exposed to the cool air conditioning of the lab.
He runs the thick, bulbous head between your folds. You shudder, nails digging into the marble of the table, and whine softly.
He grins. “Yeah?” he breathes, tail swishing, ears perked as he awaits your answer.
You nod. “Yes,” you reply, a soft whimper.
He laughs quietly. “Say it. Say it nice and clear for me, babygirl,” he says, teasing the head of his cock against your pussy again.
You whine. “Yes, please, fuck me. Please, Jake...”
“Atta girl,” he praises, and then slowly pushes into you. You cry out in pain as his cock forces your velvet walls past their limits. He places a hand on your back, holding you against the table. “Shh,” he coos. “I know, baby. I know. Just relax f'r me, hm?” He gently continues pushing into you. You tremble, tears forming in the corners of your eyes and nod.
You take a deep breath, loosening your muscles, eyes closing as you calm yourself down. The pain lessens and then Jake's able to slide further in. Once the head of his cock is inside of you, the pain washes away, leaving a throbbing yearning, hot and blinding.
“There ya go, see?” he groans, feeling your tiny pussy so tight around his cock. “Such a good girl...Deep breath now, honey.”
You take a deep breath and he thrusts into you until the tip of his cock meets your cervix. “Fuck!” you squeal, squirming.
He holds you down, grunting. He's not completely inside of you, but he knows that with a little bit of practice, you'll be able to take all of him..
“How you feelin', girl?” he asks, leaning down to lick up your spine. “You holdin' up okay?”
You nod, tears running down your face from the stretch his cock forces on your pussy. But it's not a bad feeling. Quite the opposite; you love it. “Mhmm,” you say, nodding.
Jake spanks your ass, his huge hand leaving a sharp sting on the sensitive flesh. You squeal, jerking, and Jake sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth as he watches your ass jiggle.
“Say it,” he demands. “Are you okay or not?”
You nod. “Y-yes, sir. I'm okay,” you hurry out.
“There's a good girl. Not that difficult, was it?” He softly caresses your ass before he holds your hips in his enormous hands. He begins thrusting into you slowly, carefully, and you mewl.
You feel so full, your entire mind blank. The only thing you know is that Jake's inside of you and that you want nothing more.
When he sees that you're enjoying his cock, he increases his pace, holding you in place as his thrusts become fast and harsh, sending jolts of pleasure through your already weak body.
You cry out, your cheek pressing against the cool tabletop, your thighs quivering. Jake groans, his ears folding back as he glances between your bodies.
He sees your tiny, tiny pussy stretched around his thick cock, folds raw and swollen from his size. He moans lowly, watching himself slide in and out of you, his eyes stuck on the way your ass shakes with each thrust he delivers.
“Fuck, look at you,” he gasps. “Doing such a good job, baby. Oh, your tiny body can barely take me, but you're doing so well, hm?”
You whine, eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Mmm,” you manage to whine, attempting to push your hips back against his.
You fail miserably, seeing how you're too weak to even think, but Jake finds the attempt endearing. He chuckles softly, almost fondly, as he keeps fucks you harder. He slides a hand under your body, finding your clit, and he plays with the little nub.
You cry out as if in complaint, the ecstasy growing within you becoming an unbearable sensation. He can feel how your pussy tightens around him, and he knows you're close.
He spanks your ass just to watch it jiggle and to hear your little gasp, and he says, “Come for me, girl. Come all over my cock so I can fill ya up, huh?”
You mewl, thighs trembling, body weak from his rough fucking. You can't answer him, but you know you're going to come. And soon.
Your eyes flutter shut, pussy clenching around him so tight he can barely thrust in and out of you. Little stars dance behind your eyelids and you can feel your mind growing hazy from the pleasure.
Your ears are ringing, your heart thumping violently, and for a moment you fear you might pass out. But then your orgasm hits you, shaking your body from head to toe, leaving you weaker than you already were.
You moan as the pleasure finally reaches its peak, your release a sweet, sweet feeling that leaves your body at ease.
You fall against the table, limp, and Jake thrusts into you a couple more times before he comes as well. You squeal when you feel the thick, hot ropes of his seed filling your pussy. He grunts loudly, holding you in place as he delivers his load deep in your cunt.
“Atta girl,” he groans. “Goddamn. Such a good fuckin' thing, hm? Not only pretty, but well-behaved too...” He pulls out of you, making you gasp at the loss of him, and he watches as his cum slides out of you, down your thighs.
He smirks, chuckling as he pushes your skirt back around your thighs. He turns you around and softly brushes your hair off your face.
“You okay, baby?” he asks. “I didn't hurt you?”
You shake your head, still breathless and fucked dumb..“No.”
“I'm glad.” He fixes your skirt, straightening it out. He then puts his loincloth on again and grabs your panties. “I'm keeping these,” he informs you.
Your eyes widen. “But I-I gotta wear—”
“You've got more, don't you?” he chuckles. “I want this pair. It's all wet from that pretty cunt of yours.” He smirks. “Don't worry, imma put it to good use.”
You blush slightly. “Oh.”
He laughs, seeing the slightly embarrassed look on your face. “Darlin', do me one more favor, yeah? Tonight, when you're gonna go to bed, take a picture 'f your pussy for me, hm? I wanna see that my cum's still deep inside of ya.”
You blush more, clearing your throat. “O-okay.” You nod. “Alright.”
He smiles. “Good girl.” He kisses your forehead. “See you 'round, kid.”
Jake going to the lab almost daily after that with the sole purpose of fucking you. He keeps taking your panties, giving them back only once they lose your smell. He'll purposely lick you and touch you through the thin cotton to ensure your slick is all over them. At night, when the kids and Neytiri are well asleep, he'll wander out of the tent and jack off, your panties clutched tight in one hand, his cock in another. He's sometimes spilled his cum on your panties. When that happens, he returns them to you, looking almost proud, and the sight of his cum on your panties usually drives you into a frenzy. And he can smell it on you.
Jake having you take pictures and recording videos for him. You with your fingers in your cunt, fucking yourself while his cum is still dripping out of you. He cherishes those videos. He especially likes to play them in your own bedroom, watching them and making you watch them, one of his hands down your pants, or maybe your mouth around his cock. And then you two end up recording a few rounds more. You always hide those videos very, very well. Amongst your clothes and your lube and your sex toys. And when he's fucking you, Jake loves to remind you of them: “Such a dirty slut, aren't ya? What would everyone else say if they saw that? What would they think if they found pictures of you with my cock down my throat? You're a whore, hm? And you love it.”
You deny it every time. But you both know it's a lie. You're Jake's little toy, and you love it.
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inlovewithpandora · 8 months
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- One Of Them -
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Pairing: Sully Family x fem!human!reader || Kiri x twin!sister!reader
Request: [ @avatar4eva ] Hello, I was wondering if I could request a Sully Family x Kiri’s Human Twin Sister, where the reader is being raised by the scientists along with Spider. And as she gets older, she starts being jealous of Kiri because she has a family while she doesn’t. One day she overhears Neytiri talking to Jake about her saying that she rather the reader stays away from them while she hangs out with her sister and the Sully children. So, the reader gets upset and runs off into the forest and gets violently attacked by a thanator. The ending is to you if she lives or dies.🤭 Thank you for all the amazing work that you have made, much love to you🫶🏾🫶🏾
Synopsis: You were slightly envious of your sister Kiri because she had the life you wanted, a loving family. Neytiri was a mother figure to you but that all shattered when you heard the hateful things she said about you.
Content: Full angst, Hurt w/ no comfort, reader attacked by thanator (descriptive), mention of injuries/wounds, mention of blood, crying, emotional read
Author’s Note: thank you for requesting! I’m sorry it took so long to complete but it’s here! This is my first Sully Family work so I was excited to write it (especially since I like angst). I hope it meets your expectations and that you enjoy🩷!
Word Count: 1.7k
Glossary: Palulukan - Thanator || Yerik - Hexapede
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Being raised by the scientists with Spider wasn’t your idle choice. It’s not that you didn’t like Spider, Norm, or Max because you do, but you wish you could’ve been raised with your sister and her family. Every time you see Kiri and her family bonding or doing normal domestic things, you feel a little envious because you wish you had a family like hers, just people who are blood relatives and look similar to you. Yes, Kiri is your blood sister, but she’s Na’vi, a hybrid. And some nights, you wished you would’ve been born a hybrid too so you could live out the luxuries she has.
You so love when Kiri and her siblings invite you and Spider to their marui to hang out with them. It’s always fun to be around them because in addition to Kiri, the rest of her siblings treat you as if you are their sister as well. They would look out for you, protect you if anyone ever tries to bully you, and most of all love you.
As of this moment you are frolicking in the forest, taking a break from being in the biolab all day. As you see the Sully family marui from a distance, you wonder if they’re home so you and the Sully kids could hang out. As you walk to the entrance, about to lift open the flap, you hear Neytiri raising her voice, which makes you retreat your hand and listen to what she is saying.
“I do not want that demon in my home, Jake. She is not one of us!” She hisses, her tail thrashing in the air as she tells Jake how she feels about your presence in her home.
“‘tiri, we can’t just not let her come over. She’s Kiri’s sister and the rest of the kids see her as one.”
“I do not care! She is not Na’vi, she is one of them.” As you listen to the rest of Neytiri’s rant, she talks about how much she dislikes you and that she feels like you could infect her children with your “demon ways”. Hearing her talk so poorly about you makes you feel like stones are sinking deep in your heart. Your head is spinning, filled with all Neytiri’s harsh words. Instead of walking in and telling her and Jake how you feel about what you just heard, you run into the forest at full speed with tears freely flowing down your cheeks.
You run, and run, and run. The forest is never ending, you always find a different path to turn to. You just can’t have any idea that this path would cause you a worse traumatic experience than what you just heard. As you run, the sound of bushes being shaken echoes in the forest. You turn your head and within a split second, your life flashes before your eyes. An angry Palulukan jumps out of its hiding place and pounces on your small, frail body.
You scream and cry out in pain as it attacks you, praying to Eywa that someone hears your loud piercing cry or your screams of pure terror. The Palulukan digs its claws in your skin, scratching every place they have access to, all but the one action that makes your body shut down completely.
As Neytiri walks through the forest, bow in hand trying to find a Yerik to cook her family for dinner, she sees droplets of blood along the grass. She tracks the trail, the blood splatters grow larger which makes her think it’s just a random animal that got dragged along the ground once it was killed, but that idea was busted once she saw your lifeless looking body sprawled across the forest floor.
“Y/N!” She immediately drops her bow and runs over to you. When she lays your body in her lap, she watches your chest slowly rise, indicating the flicker of life you still got, but your shallow breathing worries her. Your body is covered in numerous wounds and you are losing ample amounts of blood by every passing second. She frantically picks you up and runs into the village to get you some help.
“Jake! Ma’Jake!” Neytiri knows Jake is somewhere in the village because today is the day he usually does his rounds to make sure everything is running smoothly. When he finally hears her, he runs up with a worried expression, which turns to terror upon seeing your current state.
“What the hell happened?!”
“I found her like this in the forest. It looks like she got attacked by an animal.”
“We need to get her to the lab now! If she doesn’t get there soon she will die!” Jake scoops you out of Neytiri’s arms and runs you to the bio lab, hoping that Norm and Max would be able to save you.
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When Jake brought you to the lab, the scientists immediately went to work, doing everything they could to keep you in the land of the living. They rushed you into surgery and it took hours, they didn’t know if you were going to survive due to all the blood you lost and how severe your injuries were, but by the grace of Eywa, you pulled through.
When the Sully Family hear the news that you are going to be okay, a sense of relief and joy washes over them. When it is okay for you to have visitors, all of them swarm by your bedside.
“Sister, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Kiri is so happy that Eywa spared your life, she didn’t know what she would do without you. The rest of the Sully kids and even Jake shows how much they missed you and that they are glad you made it through. Your body is still pretty banged up. Lots of bruises and gashes, but they’ll heal eventually, which you were happy about because you don’t want to be bed-ridden for too long.
You talk to them for almost two hours, laughing and talking about fun memories you’ve all had together. As you laugh at something Lo’ak said, the door to your room opens. When you see Neytiri walk inside, your whole demeanor changes. No more laughs or smiles, just Neytiri words playing over and over in your head about how much of a nuisance you are.
Neytiri comes by your bed, asking you how you feel, but you don’t respond. Instead you look in the opposite direction, not wanting to look at her pretend she cares about you. As everyone watches the interaction between you and Neytiri they get confused as to why you are acting cold towards her because you’ve always been happy to see and talk to Neytiri.
“y/n, I just wanted to see if you were okay.” She genuinely wants to know how you are doing because seeing how brutally injured you were made a feeling of concern rise within her.
You scoff at her words and roll your eyes. You don't want to hear anything she has to say and her talking to you as if she never called you a demon makes you upset. “Neytiri, I don’t want you here.” Before Neytiri can respond, you add another sentence to your previous statement. “I heard everything you said today. If you feel so strongly about me, I don’t want you standing here as if you care for me.” Neytiri and Jake's eyes widen as they realize you heard their conversation.
Neytiri feels her heart drop to the pit of her stomach knowing that you heard her harsh words. It took this experience to happen and for her to see how much the rest of her family loves you to try and come around to the idea of you being around them, but now it’s too late. The seed of her hatred has already been planted.
“y/n, I did not mean-”
“Stop, Neytiri, okay?! Just stop! You meant everything you said. Saying that I’m a demon, that I could infect your children with my wicked ways, not one thing you said about me was good.” When the kids hear that, you can hear gasps from around the room. They didn’t know their mother said those things or felt that way about you.
“You know Neytiri, I’ve looked up to you for years. I saw you as a mother figure, so to hear you talk so poorly of me hurts to the core. The hurt I feel can’t be fixed and you’re the one who inflicted it upon me. I couldn’t believe you would say those things about me, sometimes I thought you saw me as a daughter like how you see Kiri but I was wrong.” Whenever Neytiri had duties within the village or doing an activity at home like weaving, cooking, or cleaning, you were right by her side watching her as if she was the most perfect woman on Pandora. Neytiri gave you a sense of motherly nurturing that you couldn’t get from the scientists which made you glued to her.
Neytiri never knew you felt this way and she didn’t know the impact she had on your life until now. As you talk, your tone is cold and sharp, your words twisting knives into her heart. She wishes she could take back each word she said about you, but that’s not the way things work. The words were already out in the atmosphere and have resonated with you.
The whole room is silent. There are so many things said and everyone is trying to get a grasp of the situation. Neytiri tells you that she is sorry and that she finally sees you for who you are: a sweet soul who is a part of their family, but you don’t want to hear that, at least not now. A few days ago, if you would’ve heard that, you would’ve been ecstatic, but now her words mean nothing.
“Leave. I don’t want to see you anymore.” You turn your back to Neytiri and close your eyes, not wanting to cry in front of her and show how much emotional pain you are in from her words.
Neytiri is going to say something, but Jake comes behind her and places his hand on her shoulder, telling her that you need space.
When she looks at her children, each one of them gives her mean glares, highly upset about how she treated you. Neytiri sighs before leaving the room and walking back to her marui. And as she walks back, she prays that you and her children would forgive her, but only Eywa knows if your forgiveness should be given.
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jkloserdazai · 5 months
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🕷J. SULLY🕷
you,
may talk slick
tryna hit,
but i'm not dumb
─── ˚୨୧⋆ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 ciara, petey pablo 。˚ ⋆
𝐓𝐖: amab & afab human reader (hopefully i made it that way), dilf jake, overstimulation(cumming too much), fingering, name use(sweetheart), age gaps(legal, unless your really weird then go crazy) can be visualized, marking(jake receiving), gagging(?), i felt slutty asl writing this bro(this is also very short), aftercare
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jake sully who would have you in his lap, to be more precise you might as well had only been on his arm or just in the middle of his thigh. his fingers already soaked due to you, slipping in and out of your hole making him laugh from time to time. all he needed was his fingers to make you loose and to bottom out on him. he wouldn't give you a break, the noises you made informing him on how close you were along with your body. the small shakes and jerks of your hips as you'd cum again and he wouldn't even take them out. not just yet. jake sully who would moans and whimper himself feeling your mouth around his other arm—or even before he 'entered' you. the way your fingers would lick and suck as much as they could take in. the 'shlick' noises making you embarrassed as the tip of his fingers left your mouth, the faded bite marks could be seen if one were to squint and pay close attention.
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jake sully who would be purely amused seeing you get needy yet tired out. your body moving itself up and down aligning sloppily, the moment you'd move back down would be another mess on his hands. and each time he'd bite his own lip with his ears flattening against his skull and his tail curling inwards. your toes curling and your back arching against his chest, the drizzle of saliva from your tounge, and tears glossing over your eyes and on the verge of spilling out and down your chin. jake sully who wouldn't finish until you truly couldn't take it anymore. " 'cmon sweetheart, just once more." he'd coax you, sinking himself in deeper, more so trying to. sure, he's gotten older but his attitude never fully changed. "jake.." you looked so damn disheveled.
jake sully who would allow you to rest, letting the burning feeling between you subdue. his hands washed as you layed across his leg. your breathing slow and the shakiness semi-gone. the rags he used cleaning you up from the sweat to the rest of the substances. his hands would trace around your body gently. the same hands that had done the exact opposite to your body till you broke.
˚୨୧⋆ tagging: @gaybitchfx @tokio-motel
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brioffthegrid · 4 months
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REAL (not fake) picture of me 😋
(yes i cropped quaritch out)
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pandoraslxna · 6 months
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⋆。° ✮ minors dni 🔞
⋆。° ✮ Kinktober masterlist
⋆。° ✮ Warnings: daddy kink, slight corruption kink, age difference, size difference, semi public, p in v
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The new scientist calls him Daddy, wraps her arms around him and makes a little mewling sound when he drags down her panties to find her slippery wet.
It’s cute, he thinks. You’re cute.
Young thing, soft and smooth in his hands in a way that no other woman had ever felt.
Jake spreads the folds of your cunt with his fingers and you squirm, go up on your tiptoes and give him a dirty little smile.
He has to wrench his thoughts from all the things he’s planning to do to you and takes a handful of your ass, lifts you up easily to perch you on the edge of a desk at the labs. He looks over his shoulders, a quick glance to the door to find it closed, thinking that Norm would most definitely kill him if he found the cute newbie of his team fooling around with the former marine and now olo’eyktan.
"Hmm, Daddy, you're so big", you coo, fingers snaking around his cock and tugging it free from his loincloth. He knows it’s true, knows it nothing you say just to stroke his ego– because he is. Your cheeks are flushed red at the sight of his size, not even able to fully close your delicate fingers around his girth.
So innocent, he thinks. Not in the way you stroke him, definitely not in the way you tease the head of his cock near the slickness of your cunt, but for everything else.
"Can you take me, babydoll?" He asks and you lick your lips to a sheen and Jake almost doesn't wait for an answer. "Hmh. Just start off slow, yes?", you plead, big doe eyes looking up at him through pretty long lashes.
"Always do." He grins.
Only like any first time, holding back is a chore. He lets you settle his cock ready to enter, nudge your hips and hook your legs around him. Jake focuses instead on the buttons of your blouse, tugging them open gently while every rise and fall of your chest offers up your tits. They're not small for human standards, but small enough for a Na’vi to fit straight in his palm, and he already knows from feeling you up that you’re not even wearing a fucking bra. Filthy little girl.
"Ready, baby?"
A full-body shiver runs through you, and he rides up the fabric of your pencil skirt as he nudges his hips forward, slides into the tightness of your body with minimal resistance that it makes both of you moan in unison. Each successive thrust gets him deeper, and a pleasant sort of glow floods through him at the way you hold onto him, muffle moans against his chest and shudders each time he rolls the pad of his thumb over a taut nipple. You’re whiny, he realizes, moaning and whimpering like a little pornstar, but it’s an honest sound, nothing fake that would probably turn him off.
"You want Daddy to get you off first, hm? Make you feel all special?" Jake‘s voice is low in your ear, and he can’t help himself as his tongue traces the shell and pointy canine tease at your lobe.
You nod, desperately quick, squeezing your cunt around him, and Jake doesn't care anymore about trying to remember whatever had been on your nametag. Stops worrying about Norm walking in on the two of you. Doesn't give a shit about anyone in the labs or the whole village hearing your moans and the sound of flesh against flesh as he starts to pound into you until you squeal.
You call for him, Daddy Daddy Daddy, and he makes you come fast and hard, your thighs still shaking as he pulls out and bends you over the desk, fucks you so rough against it that it creaks and moves forward by an inch with every thrust and Jake is pretty fucking sure he‘s just found his new favorite toy at the labs.
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tojisun · 9 months
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you on my lips
avatar!jake sully x fem human!reader
!! smut - minors dni; size kink; fingering; thigh fucking (central ‘plot’ point); hinted age gap; so much petnames; no actual penetration sorry about that teehee // 2.7k words
: a1 jake is making ‘notha appearance because i luv him so much; i genuinely forgot that avatars cant breathe human air or smthn so i may have fucked up the setting so ignore that; just jake being so in love with you n fucking ur thighs <333 hope u guys would like this!!; title is from taco truck - lana
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jake presses your bare legs together, watching the way your plush flesh dimple at his touch, before folding them to your front, quiet hums of praises rolling off his lips when you follow his lead, your tensed legs turning into jelly – so malleable to his touch. 
you press your face on the inside of your arm, avoiding his eyes, feeling shy at how easily he could manhandle you. you feel so exposed like this; so vulnerable in his arms. he is so much bigger than you now, so much stronger. there is a pooling desire expanding in the pit of your stomach at the realization, overwhelming all of your senses, because you love this.
you love the feeling of being helpless in his arms; the feeling of having someone be in control of yourself – your desires, your pleasure, your body. 
a quiet whimper makes it past your lips and it is too humiliating to acknowledge because jake has yet to even do anything but here you are, a weeping wreck of crazed arousal. you are sure that with his new heightened senses, he could probably smell the want rolling off of you. 
you hear jake click his tongue. “don’t hide from me, sweetheart.”
you shake your head, your breath hitching when jake presses close, his pelvis rutting against your ass. even through your lace panties and jake’s loincloth, you can already feel his erect cock, hard and heavy and long. you bite off a pleading sigh that threatens to spill from your lips, still feeling shy at having your body contorted to jake’s command. 
you jump when a resounding smack lands on the back of your thigh, your skin stinging from the sudden slap.
“jake!” you cry, looking at him with a pout and a feeble glare. 
jake just grins at you anyway. “finally looking at me?” he rubs at your stinging skin, offering comfort.
you sniff, wanting to look away again just to spite him, but jake looks so beautiful, you are sure that not even eywa can force you to look away from him. 
he is tall and blue and distinctly not a human, but god you can still see the man you’ve loved in this new body he is gifted with. the same smirk, the same lilting voice teasing you without any rest, the same curious eyes.
“what’s got you so distracted, kid?” he asks, his palms kneading the back of your thighs, flicking his gaze between your supple skin and your glinting eyes, looking so enamoured with your smaller being. 
“you,” you whisper, blinking at him. “always you.”
your quiet admission has him inhaling sharply, his teasing touches pausing like he didn’t expect your honesty. 
“yeah?” he murmurs, his gaze focusing on you, pools of amber shining with untapped ferocity. 
you nod, beginning to fidget with your shirt, feeling breathless at the sinking notion that this na’vi warrior before you has successfully caught his prey. 
slowly, like he doesn’t want to spook you, jake’s hands trail lower down the back of your thighs, his thicker and longer fingers teasing the hems of your panties. you bite your bottom lip, anticipation coursing through you, holding your breath when he finally tugs them down, letting them pool around your squeezed thighs.
you whimper as the cool air hits your damp pussy, your tender skin is so sensitive that you can already feel yourself twitching, your clit slowly hardening. jake’s eyes immediately fall to your cunt, amber pupils dilating in hunger, spelling danger. 
delicious danger.
“you smell so good, baby,” jake murmurs, his voice is quiet and rumbling, almost like he is afraid of breaking the mood that is building between you two. 
you choke on your whine but jake doesn’t seem to notice, still enraptured by your cunt; you watch the way his ears flatten onto his skull, his tail thrashing behind him in excitement. you are glad that you have this effect on jake, but you are feeling so desperate. so needy. 
you need him, anything he has to give – his touch, his love. 
“jake, please,” you say, your cheeks burning when he flicks his eyes back to you. 
“shit, yeah,” he replies in a rush, hiking your panties higher from your thighs, to your legs, until he is throwing them somewhere behind him. “need me bad, don’t you, baby?”
you nod, not knowing what else to say, not truly trusting yourself with any more words, afraid that if you were to open your mouth you would just end up whining for his cock. 
jake presses your legs close and folds them to your chest again. one of his hands reaches out to cup your face, rubbing soothing nothings along your cheek, before he is bending down to kiss you.
the kiss is messy, filthy, jake’s wider tongue is forced into your mouth and you moan, not used to the feeling. he lets go of your cheek, warm palm tickling your neck before drifting into the space between you two, teasing touches making you tremble, before he’s finally reached your pussy.
the first touch of his fingers has you keening, the sound reverberating in the kiss and being engulfed whole by jake. you turn your head away, the kiss breaking, as you struggle to breathe properly amidst jake’s teasing touches on your hardened clit. 
“shh,” jake whispers, nosing along your neck. “i’ve barely touched you but look at you squirming.” a satisfied growl ripples from his throat, the sound causing goosebumps to rise along your skin.
“god i missed this – missed you,” he murmurs, two of his fingers playing with your folds, pushing them apart before another finally presses in, sinking knuckle deep.
you choke at how further he can reach into you, your lungs constricting at the feeling. it’s foreign. different. but it’s so damn good.
jake crooks his finger, pressing along your walls, before he’s pulling out and thrusting in again.
“jake,” you sigh. “missed you too.” you are elated at finally being touched but you also know it is not enough. 
you feel his grin on your neck before he’s pulling up to look at you fully. “you’re so beautiful, kid.”
you couldn’t even reply before jake’s adding another finger, the stretch making you gasp, your body jolting in surprise. his fingers aren’t just long, they’re also thicker now, and two of jake’s na’vi fingers easily feel like three. 
you keen, your body trembling at the edging pleasure – they feel too much and not enough at the same time. 
“shit, baby, you just clamped down on me.” he chuckles amidst his fingers curling in your pussy, gliding along your walls with familiarity. “what’d i give to feel this around my cock right now.”
the reminder of jake’s cock has you keening; want and need thrumming along your veins. 
“want that!” you sob, your voice barely even louder than the wet sounds of jake bullying his fingers in your tiny pussy. 
jake clicks his tongue, shaking his head, some of his braids falling from his hair tie to frame the sharp edges of his face. “we can’t, baby girl. no proper lube – you’ll get hurt.” a whine rumbles from his throat like the thought alone hurts him. “don’t want t’hurt you, baby. never.”
you sniffle, nodding even amidst the disappointment coursing through you. “s’okay,” you say. “love you.”
jake smiles, his hand pausing, ripping a disgruntled groan from you, but his ears flick in attention and his tail sways happily anyway. “i love you too.”
you reach a hand to wrap around jake’s wrist, seeing how little you could cover with your palm, before you flick your eyes at him. “more, jake, please. ‘m close.”
jake’s nose twitches, his head dipping to the side in thought. you almost groan and punch him, impatience slowly overpowering the remaining echoes of pleasure thrumming in you, but jake is already moving before you could. wordlessly, he pulls his fingers from your wet cunt and immediately begins to rip his loincloth from his hips.
you know he’s big but nothing could still prepare you for jake’s fully-hard cock, your gasp being engulfed by the low moan that reverberated from the base of his throat. you watch as he continues to touch himself, your chest burning when you realized that he’s using the same hand that had been fucking you.
the sight of jake’s eyes furrowed close, his face warping in pleasure as he continues to fuck his fist, has you clenching on nothing. the reminder angers you, seeing jake being unfair – you haven’t even cum. 
“jake, me too. i wanna feel good too,” you say, sounding petulant even to your own ears. 
jake flicks his eyes to you, his smirk looking more like a snarl. “of course, sweetheart.” he grabs your legs again, pushing them back to your chest, exposing your cunt to him.
“can’t believe i can’t fuck this pretty thing,” he says, swiping a finger along your wet folds.
you hiss at the unexpected touch, glaring at him only for your heart to stutter and excitement to bloom right from the pit of your stomach when you see jake lining himself up between your thighs.
oh.  
“oh,” you repeat out loud, your eyes going wide, your lungs going breathless as a hammering desire flooded over you completely. 
jake hums, looking so animalistic in his excitement as his heated gaze rove over your body before climbing up to meet your eyes. “ain’t this perfect, kid?”
you nod, your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. jake watches, enthralled, when you let go of your spit-slicked lip. 
“very,” you murmur, and you watch as jake trembles at hearing your breathy whimper. 
look at what you do to him.
you watch with bated breath as jake lines himself between your legs. the tremors overtaking your body are just faint but you know he can see just how much you are anticipating this. 
there is something so intimately different with getting your thighs fucked. it feels unusual, odd, but the weight of jake’s cock sliding along your thighs and rutting just above your hardened nub feels too good. it’s a different type of pleasure, a different type of intimacy, but you react just as blissed out as though jake’s burying his cock in your cunt. 
you hiccup, knowing jake could feel the thrum of your arousal, feeding off of it as he continues to hump his cock between your thighs, running the underside of it along your wet folds. 
“jesus, kid,” he groans, his wide hands wrapped around your soft thighs, careful not to squeeze too hard even when he is overwhelmed with pleasure. “how could y’r thighs feel so good ‘round me?”
he grinds his cock along your folds again as he says this, bumping the head of his cock onto your nub, the muted pleasure making your back arch. jake pulls out only to repeat the slide, purposefully hitting your sensitive clit to coax muffled gasps out of you. 
“look at me,” he murmurs, reverence tinging his voice. “c’mon, kid. need t’see y’r pretty eyes.”
you blink up at him, trying to focus your gaze past your wet-clamped lashes to look at jake’s bigger body. he looks so good while he’s in the throes of pleasure: his lips are pulled in a snarl, his teeth gritted together to contain his growls. 
jake’s muscles ripple as he hoists your legs up, exerting effort to push them together after feeling the way you’ve turned putty in his hold, grunting in appreciation when he drives his cock along the meat of your thighs again. 
“there she is.” jake grins when your eyes finally focus on him. “y’should see how y’look, baby. so fucking beautiful. tiny. you could ruin me, y’know that kid?” 
you nod, your voice busy with whispered moans, feeling the ache of having been edged for so long slowly engulf you. 
“jake,” you sob, stretching your arms out to hold onto his wrists. “need more.”
jake curses, his stuttering thrusts returning with vigour. 
“i know baby,” he replies, folding himself over you to plant kisses along your throat. “jus’ gon come on these pretty thighs then i’ll take care of you, yeah?”
he sinks his teeth on the supple of your skin, tearing a startled moan out of you. a particularly rough thrust drags his cock along your cunt again, the wetness of your folds making for a smoother glide. and the sounds, god, it’s all so filthy.
jake detaches his teeth from your neck, running his tongue over the sensitive skin, enjoying just how deep the indents are. you tremble, feeling so lightheaded from the way jake is using you. 
because that’s just it, isn’t it? 
your body, all of it, is for jake’s pleasure. 
“jake!” you squeal, as if the knowledge of being his to use heightened the muted bliss centred on your wet folds. 
“i know, yawne, i know.” his words are murmured on your skin, the na’vi endearment making you jolt. 
yawne. yawne.
“your yawne,” you declare, your quiet voice gathering strength for this. 
you feel jake’s lips smile from where they are pressed on your skin. “yeah, sweetheart. my yawne. mine.”
he pulls himself up, kissing your shoulders, your knees, then your legs as he does so. you two are quiet as he begins to thrust harder, resounding thwap-thwap-thwaps echoing in the space between you two. your hushed whimpers are almost drowned out by jake’s low moans; his warm hands still gripping the flesh of your thighs. 
you reach a hand down to play with your clit, chasing a semblance of jake’s intense pleasure. you are quiet as you do so, but jake’s eyes still snap open, his intense gaze turning to watch you.
allured by his unwavering attention, you flick your nub with your fingers as though putting on a show for him. your chest heaves every time jake’s cockhead bumps with your hand, and he groans at the new feeling, his erratic thrusts turning faster, shorter, choppier. 
“‘m close, sweetheart,” jake utters, his voice ringing loud and startling you.
you peer at him through your lashes. “cum on me, please.”
you didn’t expect your words to finally push him into his orgasm but you watch as jake curses, his body freezing, his back bending forward, before spurts of cum spray between your thighs and to your stomach. 
“fuuuck, sweetheart,” jake moans, his eyes shut close to savour his orgasm. 
you watch as he heaves, breathy moans falling from his lips, before his eyes blink open; his pupils are blown wide, the ambers of his irises having turned into thin rings. you see the way his eyes are unseeing, still dazed out because of his orgasm. 
you giggle despite your delirium, dismissing him to swipe your fingers from your clit to your belly. jake turns, watching you dip your fingers to the splash of cum pooled on your stomach, his eyes dilated in interest when you pull your hand up to spread your fingers apart. his ears flick, ashamed at seeing his seed web around your fingers. 
“jesus, kid,” he says, shaking his head, sounding so winded amidst his disbelief. 
you grin at him as you wipe your hand on your shirt. “my turn, jake.”
jake returns your grin, his body going straight and his tail whipping in excitement. “of course, yawne,” he coos. “i didn’t forget.”
jake pulls his cock out, tiny shivers wracking his body at the overstimulation, before he inches away from you. you watch with bated breath as he bends down, pulling your legs apart as he does so, and dips his head low. 
he runs his tongue along his teeth, slowly and deliberately. your lips part for a gasp, excitement thrumming in your veins when you realized what jake’s planning to do. 
jake chuckles, shaking his head. “my smart yawne. be careful of my tswin, okay?”
you can only manage a nod, your voice fraying along with your mind. 
“good girl.” then, jake descends on you, his promise ringing in your head.
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You're dead to me [4]
dad!Jake Sully x human!daughter!reader
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In which Jake Sully leaves his life on earth to settle down with the Omatikaya people as Toruk Makto. Having a family that consists of four kids with Neytiri, everything seems to work out just fine, but what if the past comes back for him? And his babygirl is right there in front of him?
warning: english isn't my first language, angsty, vulnerable Jake, PTSD, night terrors
Word count: 3k
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Jake Sully felt like gripping his dreadlocks out of his head. He barely showed it when he felt conflicted and unfocused, usually able to hide it well. But right now he couldn't keep the facade up the entire time, acting like everything was fine and it seemed like Neytiri caught on to his behavior as well. He was pacing around the pod as he thought of you, the young warrior that was giving him the silent treatment and he wanted to know why. "Ma Jake," a hand is placed on his shoulder and he stopped his frantic pacing, turning his head to the side to come face to face with his mate, "what is up with you lately? You have been so tense these days." Ever since he met you a few days ago, you didn't leave his mind, wondering what it was with you that made him want to treat you as his own. Was it your name? The fact you were so young? Could it be possible that you really were his daughter? Then why didn't you say anything? Is he officially turning delusional right now? Neytiri wrapped her arm around him as she helped him sit on the woven carpets, her cheek leaning against his shoulder, "talk to me, speak to me." It felt nice to know he could rely on someone, but this wasn't an ordinary problem he could talk about. He never really spoke about his life back on planet earth to anyone, because it was his past life. His present self is on Pandora, so he focused on learning the Omatikaya ways and his focus was on his future. But he always wondered how you were and what you were up to. If you were well and living your life to the fullest. He wished he could have been there to watch you grow up. But now that this warrior was here, he had to know. Was it you? His sweet babygirl? The one who would ask for cuddles everytime you saw him? The one that sat on his lap on his wheelchair as they went outside? His sweet child? Answers is what he needed, but he didn't want to be a bother or seem delusional. What if he made all of this up, because he missed you? "I don't know how to say this, yawne, I'm so conflicted. So guilty." He expected her to reply, but she stayed quiet. She wanted him to explain at his own pace without interfering. His hand dug down to take his hunter's knife in his grip, as he hold it upside down. Neytiri watched his grip on the knife as she squints her eyes. She noticed how something is dangling from the end. She saw it a few times around the pod, knowing it was Jake's. Yet she didn't want to pry him into telling her what it was. He would tell her himself eventually and the time to tell was now. A bond is formed around trust and she trusts him. The locket tiny is in comparison to their size. She watched how he untied the small chain from the thumb hole at the end of the handle. He struggled a bit, because of how tiny the knot was. Pulling at the chain with his fingernails, once he pulled the chain away from the hunter's knife he sheathed the sharp object back to his hip. He pulled Neytiri closer to him as he sucked a ton of air into his lungs, preparing himself for the one big thing he hid from his family this entire time. He had a lot of explaining to do.
Neytiri awaited what he was about to show and tell her. He clicked the photo locket open with his fingernail, revealing a picture of an adorable little girl that are you. Your head was tilted to the side as you flashed a bright cute smile, your chubby cheeks making you ten times more adorable. "This is my daughter, from back on earth." His index finger traced your face as he started feeling even more guilty for never telling his mate. What would she feel at the moment? Betrayal? He watched as Neytiri's expression retorted into an upset one. His hand grabbed a hold of hers, shaking his head as if he could know what she was thinking, "there was no one special back on earth. Only you, ma yawne. I adopted her after her parents passed. I raised her since she was a baby like she was biologically mine." The way Jake spoke about his daughter with pride made a smile creep onto her face, "she's adorable for a human." Jake rolled his eyes in response, of course, she would say something like that. "But why did you stay?" The question came out of nowhere, one he definitely wasn't expecting and one he definitely couldn't answer clearly, "what?" Jake didn't really ask her that question to his mate, he was surprised. "Why did you stay here on Pandora, instead of returning to earth?" The question was overwhelming him, as his lips were pursed and his hand went to his face, burying his nose into his palms. He thought back to his life as a human: he felt miserable, lost, and an alcoholic as he mourned. He was paralyzed, full of PTSD and night terrors as an ex-military. Yet he had one thing that made his life a good one: you.
His head was pounding as his vision was blurred, his ears ringing in pain. When he opened his eyes to look around, all he saw was blood. His dead comrades are covered in blood, bombs, and explosions going off around him. His head feels fuzzy as he turns to his right, coming face to face with your biological father, lying dead on the ground. Even though his eyes were wide open, they were dull and lifeless. Jake lets out a scream, but he couldn't look away. Then your biological dad's body opened his mouth, "you should have jumped in front of the bullet for me. You don't deserve to live, you had nothing. I had everything, a family, a daughter yet to be born. You stole her for me, you don't deserve this life! You don't deserve her!" The words felt like a knife stabbed him in the heart, someone holding onto the handle to twist it around some more to intensify the pain.
Daddy..
The words were faint.
Daddy..!
Who was that?
Why did it feel so familiar?
"Daddy!!" He was shaken to the core as your hands frantically shook his shoulders. He opened his eyes as he was met with your teary eyes. You were seated on his chest in your cute Disney pajamas, the ones he bought you, as you shook his body, "daddy was crying, me woke up and scared." You babbled as you leaned in to wrap your arms around Jake. "Daddy hurt?" Jake immediately wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could, squeezing you in his arms as he shook his head, "I'm not baby," he reassured you, but those words kept ringing in his head. He didn't deserve you.
The next night he drank, drank all he could to distract himself from the pain. He doesn't deserve you. It's his fault. He doesn't deserve to be your dad. He was drunk when he wheeled himself home in his wheelchair, feeling all dizzy as he unlocked the front door. He put you to sleep before he left, so surely you would still be sleeping right? Wrong. When he opened the door, he was met with your teary eyes yet again. He felt a pang in his chest. He kept hurting you, yesterday and now today as well. "Daddy is back? Couldn't sleep without daddy." You babbled as you walked towards him with a plushie in your arms. It was old and about to fall apart. He always told you how you should throw it away since you were gifted a lot of other plushies that you got from people you knew. You always told him no, because it's the plushie you got from him. He drank a lot yes, but seeing you it felt like he already sobered up. He picked you up from under your armpits and put you on his lap, "Yes babygirl I'm back, worry no more." You smiled at him as you pressed your lips against his, "I love you daddy!!" He was scared to say it back, he didn't deserve you to love him. Instead he just held you close, one arm on your head as the other was wrapped around your back.
I love you too my baby, I really do. I'm sorry I can't do better.
Jake finally opened up to Neytiri. About his night terrors, the guilt that ate him up from the inside how he watched you grew up and not your biological parents. How your biological dad, his comrade, died during the war they fought in. How he should have taken the bullet and died to give you your real dad. How your mom died during your birth and that's how you got into his arms. Then he talked about you. That he fell in love with you the moment you were in his arms. He told her what you were like and how you were the light of his life during his dark human times. How you always wanted to bake with him, but it ended up in a flour fight because none of you could cook. So in the end he would order pizza and sit on the couch with you on his lap, eating as you watched a Disney movie with him. She didn't know what flour was, or pizza and Disney, but eagerly listened to his words with a smile. Her mate was smiling as he was talking about you and it made her love you. "And she never wanted me to go shopping without her, to protect me from bad people. She would climb to stand on my lap to get something from the top shelf as I held her short legs." You truly were his angel and Neytiri could see how much you meant to him, but one thing was bugging her.
"But why is your sky daughter distracting you now out of all days, after so long of not seeing her? what is the entire story, ma Jake?" Neytiri really did know him the best, better than he knew himself. He couldn't lie to her, so he told her the truth, the thoughts that have been eating him alive from the inside. What the Tsahik, her mother, told him. The conflicts he had the day he met you, how you gave him the cold shoulder. The dots connected in his head, this wasn't coincidental, Eywa doesn't do coincidences like these. And Neytiri seemed to agree with the look she gave him, "why don't you talk to that demon child?" She hissed as she spoke, the girl she called cute moments ago not looking so cute anymore once she connected that little face to the young warrior that disrespected her mate. If you really were his daughter, she still wouldn't think twice to teach her a lesson. Are sky people all born with that disrespect, ignorance and selfishness? She remembered when she met Jake, he was ignorant like a baby and making noise for no reason. Jake rubbed his temple, the situation getting even more complicated than he thought it would get. His mate who hates sky people together in a room with the sky girl that could be his daughter. Oh Eywa, how was he supposed to handle this? "Ma yawne please don't call her that. And yes, I tried, many times. But every time I try to look for her, she always manages to just slip past my fingers." A huff left his lips as the entire situation frustrated him to the core. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, or get his hopes up. So he needed to get her to talk. He was deep in thought, but then he got an idea as if a light bulb lit up above his head. "I-I need to go somewhere!" He frantically got up from his sitting position, feeling utterly stupid that he didn't think of this before. Ask Norm. Neytiri shook her head with her lips pursing, a small smile forming, hoping everything will turn out well for him. Because even though she hated sky people, she wanted the best for him.
"You can't run away forever," Norm says as a matter of fact as he watched you sharpening your katana on one of the lab tables with his arms crossed, the map of files under his armpit. A groan leaves your lips as you sent him a frown. Norm only smiles, ", you know you have to face him eventually." He took a seat next to you, and he put the map down on the same table you were working on. Norm read your file the same day you had your checkup, the fighting without a mask. Stupid idea by the way. Being a close friend to Jake Sully, he couldn't help but be curious as he spoke to you about it. That's when you told him the whole story. He felt for you but nagged you to eventually talk to him to make up for all the lost time. And to this day he is still nagging you. You let out a groan as you slammed your forehead against the metal table, "Norm, please! Why is everyone forcing me to talk to him?!" "Because he's your dad?", he says as a matter of fact and you frown at his smug face, "whatever mister know it better, I'm going to get some fruits from the forest." You got up from your seat and sheathed your katana into the safety strap on your hip. You walk towards the door as you took your mask off it, putting it against your face. "Think about it while you're gathering those fruits! Maybe Eywa will knock some sense into you when you walk through mother nature." With an annoyed hiss, you took off.
At the same time, Jake Sully made his way toward the lab. The two of you just missed each other as you went the other way. He slammed the first door open, the door disinfecting him as he took the oxygen mask off the wall. He then opened the second door and immediately took a whizz of the Pandorean air through the mask, attaching it at his hip, "NORM!" His voice boomed through the room, but there was no response in the common area. He stepped further inside the room in an awkward position. He couldn't fit inside the room, so he had to bend his back, yet his head still hit the roof. One of his hands was placed on the roof to keep his balance. "Norm!" He screamed yet again, huffing in annoyance as no one seemed to answer him. No scientist was in sight. Was everyone busy? He decided to walk around the room, well it wasn't really walking in his instance as one step was already almost across the room. His head cocked to the side as his eyes met the map on the table. It was the map from a few days ago, the one Norm gave him and was ripped from his hands by you. He knew he shouldn't do it, but curiosity took over. The same curiosity when he first got into the forests of Pandora. His knees hit the cold floor as he sat down. He took the map in his hands, it being the same size as his palm as he flipped the page with his finger. It was all in Na'vi, as the resistance didn't mind integrating into their culture. The first page was the checkup, with notes all around the text, about Seb, Raja and you. He continued flipping, a page about Seb. He didn't care about him, so he continued flipping and flipping. He grew frustrated as he couldn't find your information. Then he reached one of the last pages.
(Y/N) (L/N) SULLY.
His eyes widened, his heart cracking and beating in his throat all at the same time. Your birth date was the same, your birthplace was the same, and the names of your biological parents. As well as his name right under it. He felt dizzy all of a sudden. His breath hitched in his throat. It really was you. "Norm, I'm back." You walked into the room once you put your mask away, a lot of fruits in your arms that humans could digest. "I was so kind to bring fruits for everyone, you better tha-," when you got into the room, you weren't met with Norm, Max, or any other of the scientists that stayed on Pandora. No, you were met with Jake Sully. Your father. You dropped the fruits you were holding on the floor and at the same time the map fell out of his hands. Jake Sully got up from the floor, proceeding to hit his head against the ceiling at the way he suddenly got up. But he didn't feel the pain, he couldn't feel anything except his heart beating so fast with his eyes focused on his daughter, "my babygirl.." the way he spoke your nickname in his English accent made your heart beat in your throat. He took a step towards you, but you backed away, "don't, don't touch me." Your lips pursed as the tears welled up in your eyes. "My baby-" "I SAID DON'T!!" your scream filled the room, "Don't say anything, Jake Sully." Your voice was harsh as you spoke his name, your expression furious yet so upset.
And he felt his heart break.
A/N: thank you sm for reading. I appreciate the comments you all leave me. Thank you for all the support! I also thought of writing a Neteyam x reader after this, so let me know if you would like to read that. <3
Taglist in the comments cause it doesn't fit here [legit felt like I was tagging like 200 people, so annoying I can only tag 5 per comment]
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hotdsworld · 3 months
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"By the fire" Kinkmas Day 4
Jake Sully x hum!fem!Reader
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a/n: credits to @cafekitsune for beautiful dividers and @neteyamsyawntu for the event and the prompt!
It was one of the hardest days to write even though the prompt wasn't extreme, I just had a blockade of some kind and couldn't get past it
Word count: 1,2k
Summary: you dreamed of having a fireplace and you got it, so you "celebrate" with your mate.
Warnings: 18+!, p in v, unprotected sex, breeding kink, impregnation (hints at least), squirting
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You always wanted to have a fireplace, it was a little dream of yours that you have been talking about all the time. Jake was opposite the idea because how would you even put a fireplace in a hut in some forest? However, the more you talked about it, the more Jake was determined to make your dream come true with some help from others… and he did install it inside with Norm. It was difficult to bring the fireplace to your hut without you knowing but then again, Jake got a little help, this time from Neytiri.
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When you got back inside your hut, you almost screamed from the excitement. The fireplace was making everything so cozy and warm, you loved it.
“I think I did fine, didn't I?” Jake flashed his pearly white teeth. You just hugged him tightly, you couldn't believe that he did it for you. Jake looked down at you amused, such a little creature and can hug so tightly, almost choking him.
“Yes! I love it. Thank you, thank you,” you gave him a quick peck on the lips. Jake frowned, displeased with the time you spent thanking him.
“Maybe you will show me how grateful you are, yawntutsyìp.” Jake didn't need to ask you twice. Soon enough he landed on the comfy blanket naked and you straddled him. Your wetness practically drips down your thighs as you move into the cowgirl position. “Nuh uh, yawne. Reversed,” he demands. You raised your eyebrows but followed his little suggestion or rather an order and turned around. Usually, Jake was on top but today you wanted to do something different since he got you a gift like that. You sank down on him slowly, letting yourself stretch on his cock without rushing it. The first bounces were unsure and slow, but as Jake placed his hands on your hips to help you a bit, you got more confident. His grip was gentle, only supporting you, not leaving marks like always. You took your time moving up and down slowly, relishing the feeling of being stretched by his fat cock. Jake was getting impatient, moving your hips so you could bounce faster. You looked at him over your shoulder, your cheeks flushed from the movement. “I'm so deep, yawne.” He pressed his hand to the outline of his cock visible on your stomach. You gasped at the pleasant feeling, Jake put his hand back on your hip.
“Jake,” you moan, looking deep into his eyes. You adored his eyes, and his eyes really were the mirror of his soul. You could see every emotion that he felt. The way his eyes seemed to soften whenever he looked at you.
"You wanted me to install this shit here, so look at it, yawne. Look at the fire as I fuck you stupid,” as much as he liked you on top, he wanted to have you shaking underneath him. Jake pushed you forward on your hands and knees. Lazily, he got behind you, positioning himself against your entrance. Jake’s hands were on your hips again as he pushed himself inside you slowly, but the slow pace didn't last long as after a few of his thrusts he began to pound into you roughly. He moved to pull your hair, making you arch your back and look at the fire. The flames moving, it was like a beautiful dance to the music of your moans. The flames were so pretty and full of life even if they didn't rush to burn. It brought you a sense of comfort and warmth during these cold days. You couldn't focus, not with the way Jake was fucking you. “Are you watching?” He asked knowing well that your ability to speak was slipping away with every thrust.
“Y-yes… I'm watching,” you forced yourself to keep your eyes on the fire. Jake moved his right hand on your clit slowly, his thrusts angled to hit your G-spot. You were melting in his arms, barely holding yourself steady for him. You couldn't see but you could feel the familiar bulge, his length always making you full.
“You are so small, I could break you,” he groans as your velvet walls squeeze him. “You will squirt for me today,” he rubs your clit slowly. It wasn't a question, Jake was just informing you. “What a shame, we will make a mess of that pretty Christmas blanket… but you will love that, won't you?” You just nod your head eagerly mewling a positive response. It wasn't like you could utter something between those moans. “See everything from you mixed with my cum, something to keep you warm during those cold days, huh?” Judging by his cock’s twitching and his thrusts growing sloppy, he was close. You weren't far from the edge either so you began to move your ass back meeting his thrust, the way his tip was hitting your special spot was having you crying in pleasure.
“More, please ma Jake,” you whimper as he slows down. Jake grunts, speeding up again, anything to please his little human.
“I'm going plant my seed so deep inside you, so much time will pass before it leaks out… if it even will,” he was hinting at making you carry his child. You wouldn't be mad, not at all. He would make such a great dad…. And it is fun trying. Jake pulled your hair as he rubbed your clit faster and faster. “You would sit with our little troublemaker in our belly by the fireplace, wrapped into a warm blanket,” Jake growls, already imagining you with your belly.
“Do that,” you breathed out. “Make me carry your child, ma Jake," just the thought of it was making you all warm and happy.
“I'm going to do it, yawntutsyìp. I'm going to make you all swollen and round with my child,” his pace doesn't change now. He slams himself into you deeply, until his cock twitches, and he emptied himself inside of you. You moaned perfectly content with the situation, feeling it deep inside. Jake kept thrusting into you, hitting your G-spot, and rubbing your clit. “I gave you my juice, now you will give me yours,” not a request or a question, a command again.
“Keep doing that, don't stop. Keep fucking me,” you didn't know if you were demanding or begging, it seemed like the latter.
“Squirt for me, come on.” You didn't have much choice but to obey, your legs shaking as you squirted around him. Your eyes shut, lips parted as the scream died in your throat. Jake caressed your shaking body to calm you down a bit. He grinned looking at your favorite blanket, it was all wet. “Told you that we would make a mess,” he grins. Jake massaged your belly slowly. “I got a feeling that it will grow inside of you,” he purred, rubbing his face between your breasts. You held onto him, still regaining your composure after such an orgasm. With Jake it was always wonderful but especially during releases like this. Jake hugged you tightly and wrapped another blanket around both of you, as you watched the fire.
“It's beautiful,” you whispered softly.
“It's boring. I guess women like such things,” Jake sighs. You hit him jokingly but a little too hard, maybe on purpose.
“Don’t say that, it's beautiful,” you hissed angrily. He had no right to say that something that you dreamed of having for so long was boring.
“You’re beautiful, my little flame,” he kissed you on your forehead. Your expression softened, he knew his way around you. "But you are right it's great for one thing - fucking you by the fire..."
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