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bubblebaththoughts · 5 months

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Neytiri x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader (minimal Jake x Reader x Neytiri)

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warnings: 18+ MDNI, claiming, protective!Alpha!Neytiri, clueless!omega!reader, himbo-type!alpha!Jake, P in V, A/B/O dynamic, threesome/throuple. The kids are in this but very briefly (mainly Lo’ak.) and they are aged way down. (Lo’ak is 5, Neteyam and Kiri are 6)

Translation:

Sa’nok - Mom (Neytiri)

Sa’nu - Mommy (Reader)

Muntxate - Wife/Female spouse

Jake was fucking into you relentlessly, all while Neytiri laid your head in her lap, pushing your sweaty baby hairs off of your forehead.

“I’m sorry!” You gasped out

“Oh you’re sorry?” Neytiri scoffed “Do you even know what you’re sorry for?”

You could only whine, Jake smirked down at you. Everything was overwhelming, you could smell both of them, they surrounded you. Not to mention Jake’s overly sized cock fucking your brains out.

“Aw, you gonna cum again?” Jake asked, beginning to quicken his pace, making your head lean farther into Neytiri’s lap

“Ah! I can’t!” You whine, almost thrashing against him “it’s too much!”

“Don’t fight it now.” Neytiri berated as she straightened you out, making you look at Jake as he fucked you

Jake moves with purpose, thrusting deep and hard, driving your pleasure higher and higher. Neytiri continues to scold you, her words like a whip that makes you moan even louder with each stroke.

He pushes you closer and closer to the edge, and you can’t help but to cry out in pleasure. You feel your whole body quivering with pleasure as you reach the peak. You collapse against Neytiri, exhausted, your body still tingling with pleasure. Neytiri releases you from her grip, her face still stern and unyielding. You lay there, spent and overstimulated.

“I should let him get you pregnant…” Neytiri chided “Then there would be know doubt of you belonging to us.”

You whined, trying to push away from Jake’s unruly thrusts.

“Oh you don’t like that? Maybe you shouldn’t flirt with other men of the clan and we wouldn’t have to do that.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” You whine

“Neytiri, give her a break.” Jake tilted his head, slowing his thrusts down.

Neytiri’s eyes snapped up to him, then back down to you. Her eyes softened just a bit. “Whatever you say.” She scoffed

Jake continued his thrusts until he was about to cum, which he then pulled out and released on your stomach.

Neytiri then pulled you up, sitting you in her lap. She began to nuzzle her head into your neck and shoulder, silently marking you as hers.

Jake had gotten up, getting a cloth to wipe his cum off of you.

“Thank you.” You sleepily sighed against Neytiri’s skin.

You were left alone the next morning, woken up by Jake with a kiss to your forehead and Neytiri was already gone.

All that you could smell was Jake and Neytiri.

Her sweet smell engulfed you, and his muskier smell comforted you.

Jake hadn’t cleaned up very well, his sticky cum still painted your thighs.

You thought about Neytiri’s words. Her threats of pregnancy… You felt yourself throb at the thought of Jake getting you pregnant. The thought is wiped away with Jakes cum, on a clean cloth.

You pull on your loincloth and adjust your top once again.

“Agh! Get off Neteyam! Sa’nok!” Lo’ak screeched from outside, they’d been up earlier than anyone else.

Lo’ak screamed for Neytiri, but she never intervened or said anything. You thought that she had left to attend other duties, but either way she seemed occupied right now.

Suddenly Lo’ak runs into your shelter that you shared with Jake and Neytiri. “Sa’nok! Neteyam was- Sa’nu?”

Your eyebrow raised at him. “What is it Lo’ak?”

“Sa’nu… I thought… I thought Sa’nok was in here…” Lo’ak looked around, his plan to snitch on Neteyam was foiled. “I smelled her…” He mumbled but you didn’t acknowledge the low spoken words.

“Sa’nu!” Lo’ak remembered that he could snitch to you as well “Neteyam was pushing me around! He sat on my head!” He whined to you, his little arms wrapped around you, seeking comfort

“Oh, come here my little Lo’ak.” You reach down to him, hugging him tightly in your arms

You sink down on to ground to speak to him on his level. “What else did mean ol’ Neteyam do?”

Lo’ak’s lip quivered as he held his arm out for you, a scrape on his elbow. “When he pushed me, my arm dragged on the ground.”

You frown at him, “It’s okay, Lo’ak.” You lean down, giving his small scrape a kiss

His hugs you around the waist again, Lo’ak was always a snuggly one.

“Sa’nu…” Lo’ak whispered to you

“Yes my little baby?” You answered, your hand gently petting his head

“Neteyam… he was also making fun of me because…” He hesitated, looking up at you to meet your eyes

“What? What did he say?” You asked, concern clouded your eyes

“He said that you were having a baby and that- that I was going to stop being your favorite.” Lo’ak cried to you as he buried his head in your stomach again

“Oh that’s not true.” You reassured him

“But I want a little sibling!” He whined “I want a brother, because I think Neteyam is broken! But I want to be your favorite!”

You laughed, hoisting him up to sit in your lap. “Lo’ak, nothing could ever push you out of the spot you have in my heart. If I did have a baby, you’d still always be my special boy, alright?”

Lo’ak smiled and nodded, hugging you once more before running back outside to play with Neteyam and Kiri again. You followed him out, finding Neteyam with his head pushed to the ground, and Kiri held his little hands behind his back while Lo’ak stood back with you in shock.

“Kiri! Get off of him!” You called to her, making her little determined face drop. She let Neteyam go, and he scrambled over to you.

“Sa’nu!!! Kiri hurt me!” Neteyam whined up to you

“Sa’nu!!! Neteyam broke my banshee!” Kiri also whined as she brought you the broken toy

“I didn’t mean to!” He cried back

“Stop!” You calmed them both. “If you three can’t behave together, I’m going to separate you and put each of you on opposite corners of the forest!”

“No!” All three cried at you

“Then behave!” You warned

Neteyam clung to you as Kiri and Lo’ak stalked away.

“You’re causing so much trouble this morning, Teyam. What is the matter?” You kneel down to him

“I don’t know…” Neteyam shrugged “I didn’t mean to.”

“If you say so…” You sigh, “Go play, be nice!”

Without you noticing, Jake had come back. He snuck up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, taking you completely by surprise.

“Such a good mother…” He muttered in your ear softly

“Mmm.” You grinned leaning back into him “You know I love our children.”

“I know, I know.” He kissed your neck. “You love the babies.”

You giggle as his hands venture to your hips.

“Should’ve let me put one in ya last night.” He nipped at your ear

“You’ve been talking to Neytiri about that too much.” You grumbled

Neytiri came back soon after that, the handle of her knife had unwound and she came back to fix it.

“I need to head up Kreyo’s.” You spoke to her

Neytiri and Jake shared a knowing look, making you scoff.

“What?” You ask, exasperated

“I don’t trust Kreyo,” Neytiri crossed her arms “Not as far as I can throw him.”

“Neytiri…” You begin, but you were cut off just as quickly

“What is the reason for this visit?” She asked, circling you as if you were her prey

“Neteyam broke Kiri’s banshee. And Kreyo made their banshee’s, remember?” You explained, retrieving the broken toy

“You spoil them.” Neytiri waved you off “She doesn’t need a new one, give her Neteyam’s, it is his fault hers was broken, so he should give her his.”

“I’m not getting her a new one, I’m getting hers fixed.” You gestured to the broken thing, “I’m not going to punish Neteyam for an accident, Neytiri.”

“I’m coming with you.” Neytiri declared

You shrugged, already turning around to continue your walk up to Kreyo’s

“I got the kids!” Jake grinned, practically running off like a he was a little kid as well.

The walk started off silent, but you could practically feel the anger radiating off of Neytiri.

“I could’ve fixed the toy, you know. There’s no need to go out of your way to go to Kreyo of all people.” Neytiri seethed

“I don’t understand why you are so upset.” You sigh

“You know I don’t trust Kreyo!” She growled

“I know! Why can’t you trust me?” You growled back

Neytiri was taken aback, stopping deaf in her tracks.

“I do trust you.” She scowled, “I don’t trust him.”

“Neytiri-“

“And I don’t like him, I don’t know why.” She snapped “You should trust my judgment.”

“You don’t like or trust anyone.” You scoffed

“Muntxate.” She sighed “Why is this toy a problem for you? I can fix it.”

“You know what Neytiri, never mind, I won’t go to get our daughter’s toy fixed, you can deal with it, I don’t care.” You shove the broken toy at her

She lets it fall to the ground, just simply staring at it.

“Muntxate.” Neytiri sighed softly once again “I am sorry.”

You feel as if your eyes are welling up, stepping towards her. “I’m sorry too…”

“Come here.” She held her arms out for you

Neytiri was overwhelming, her arms wrapped around you tightly. She patted your head down into her neck, still apologizing, you knew what she was doing, but you didn’t care at this point.

She lets you go, picking up Kiri’s toy and handing it to you.

“You should go get the toy fixed, I will see you at home.”

She turns, stalking away. You sigh, knowing she purposefully did that to rub her scent on you.

The visit to Kreyo mainly consisted of silence as he fixed up the toy, his nose twitching in your direction every so often.

“Are you with child?” He randomly sputtered out

“Excuse me?” Your looked at him, a small fire beginning to burn

“You just- don’t smell like yourself.” He shook his head “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to assume.”

The rest of the time was an awkward silence, he handed you the now fixed toy and waved you off.

You could practically smell Neytiri on yourself, you were like a walking cloud of her pheromones. Only now realizing that Neytiri rubbed off on you last night as well, which is probably why Lo’ak mistook you for her, her smell so strongly on you confused him.

But, Kiri was happy to have her banshee back.

Every thing was going pretty well until you heard a small whistle. You turned in the direction of the whistle, finding jake there. He calls you over with a simple nod to his head.

Fuck, here we go again.

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skxawngmia · 1 year

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rayassecretlife · 1 year

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Im LITERALLY so down bad for dilf Jake Sully like omfg. Could you write a fic where maybe he is like your dads best friend yk like a forbidden romance with an age gap? (Ofc the reader is still over 18 duh)

🫶🏼

Forbidden secrets

Pairing: Dilf!Jake sully x 23 year old!Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

PART 2

Summary: You have a little to much fun celebrating your birthday, and the man you often caught yourself fantasizing about was the one to take you home.

Warning(s): Mature language, use of alcohol, Corruption kink, DOM!Jake, Praise kink, 15 year!age gap, unprotected p in v, degradation, dilf jake being a warning himself 🫠, cr*ampie, consensual!non!consent, f!ngering, marking, mentions of blood, semi public??? This smut is LONG

Saturday nights were usually days where Jake would relax at home and take a break from anything outside, but for today, he had to make an exception just for you.

Jake sully was your father’s best friend and right hand man when it came to anything business related. You grew up knowing Jake as one of the people you looked up to, but sometimes you couldn’t help but think about why that was.

As you got older, you’d catch yourself staring at the older man way more then usual. You’d notice when his braids were fresh and new, or when he cut his hair and lost the smallest amount of weight. Your mind had memorized every scar from previous battles that scattered his blue skin, and you knew how many freckles he had on his face. You never realized how good looking he had been till you grew up.

As for Jake, ever since you’d turned 21, he had his eyes glued to you and the way you were. Just like you, he’d find himself staring at your hips when you’d sit down and how they outlined your perfect hourglass body, or the way your hair touched the small of your back. He’d often take you hunting with him and that only made it worse, seeing the way your body moved when you pulled back a bow or even just stretched.

It was safe to say the two of you had the most forbidden feeling toward one another, and it made both of you feel so terrible.

Tonight was your 23rd birthday and of course you decided to share it with friends and family in an open area within the forest. Most of the clan had went but there were also people you knew who couldn’t go, having to tend to duties or watch their children since your party was definitely an adult only type of event. Your father was one of them, out running scout trips with a few other men while you celebrated without him.

It bothered you at first but you couldn’t think of anything else other then the drinks you had downed over the course of the night. You’d danced with many guys, sung with your friends, and even made a toast to which your very drunk words barely let you finish. It was safe to say you were the most drunk you’d ever been.

And Jake saw that.

“Having fun, Kid?” He asks, approaching you. Your conversation was cut short by the deep voice behind you, your laughing coming to an end as you turn to the familiar face with a smile.

“Jake! Your here!” You threw your arms around his large torso making him let out a small grunt, holding up your drunken body that so easily gave into his touch. “Thought you’d never show” Your friends are watching you with a smirk on their faces, eyes on the man above you that they so obviously thought was attractive as well. After all, he was Toruk Makto.

Jake frowns, excusing the two of you from your friend group before bringing you away from the crowd, gently pulling you off of him. “Your trashed, aren’t ya, peach?” You giggle and shake your head, taking another sip of the cup that was in your hand.

“N-no! This—this is water!” You argue, holding it up to show him. He only sighs at you, reaching to take it but you quickly pulled it back, shaking your head. “I promise, Jake! What’s the difference? It’s my birthday, you know?”

“I do know, and your shitfaced, Y/N. It’s time to get you home” He reaches for your drink again, this time being able to grab hold on it but not without your retaliation. “Peach, I’m really not trying to-“ Just then, the alcohol spilled all over you. Both of your hands drop the glass once you let out a gasp and look down to watch it run down your body. Your clothing was now drenched, dripping with liquid all the way down your legs.

“Are you happy! Now my clothes are wet and I don’t even have a drink” Jake doesn’t miss how you sniffle, kneeling down to see if the glass was broken which is so clearly was. He sighs and walks over to your helpless body, lifting you up gently so you wouldn’t stumble into it. “I was just having fun!”

“I know, Peach. I know” He thumbs away the preexisting tears that slipped down your cheeks before kneeling down, lifting you into his arms. “I’m gonna take you home, alright? Get you cleaned up, your gonna feel so much better” His voice is soothing against your ear and you can’t help but nod, closing your eyes to rid you of the spinning feeling inside your head.

Your relaxed as the man carries you through the forest, staring up at his features that you noticed never drastically changed since he was younger. His skin was glowing in the moonlight above you, and his yellow eyes were big trying to find your cave in the dark. You giggle at his frustrated expression, reaching up to touch his face.

“You look pretty, Sorry for screaming at you” Your apology makes him chuckle and his eyes are suddenly back on you, watching as a smile crept up to your lips. “I want a bath… a bath sounds amazing right now”

“Good thing that’s exactly where I’m taking you, huh?” You hum in agreement as he enters your cave, turning on the lantern that lit up your entire bedroom. He sat you on your hammock before excusing himself to grab some water and maybe some fruit for you to eat, trying to at least sober you up a tiny bit before you fell asleep.

You on the other hand, worked to remove your wet clothing that stuck to your skin. You had on celebration clothes so they were much more uncomfortable and skin showing, but the top wouldn’t come off and you were getting frustrated. Your mind begins to roam with anxiety as you fiddle with the strings, afraid of what Jake might say when he comes back to your half naked body.

But another part of your brain is telling you to keep it there. To keep the wet top on your body so it continued to show the curve of your breasts and nipples, and to allow your bottom half to show on full display for the older man to see. The ideas intrigued you; having Jake sully look at you like that… to look at you with hungry eyes like you’d always imagine when you were alone.

Oh Eywa, how badly you wanted him to touch you.

It was so forbidden but it felt so right, like you needed him to see you the way you saw him.

“Okay, here’s some…” Just as you had planned, you watched as his voice trails off and his eyes glue to your body, taking in every freckle and every line that scattered your skin. You were practically naked for fucks sake, how could he not look? He hated himself. He hated that he saw you the way he did but the truth was that he couldn’t see you any other way. He saw the way you’d look at him every so often and you saw the way he’d look at you, there was no reason to hide it anymore.

“I need some help with my top, Jake” Your voice is soft and slightly demanding as you stand to your feet, watching as Jake clears his throat, setting down the fruit and water he had grabbed for you. “It’s stuck… and sticky”

“Your uh… you don’t have anything on, Y/N-“

“Yes I do. I have this on” you tug at the top on your chest, watching him take a deep breath. Were you getting to him? You definitely were. His eyes are anywhere but near you now which made a smirk tug at your lips, approaching the man. “What is it, Jake? Don’t tell me you’ve never seen a woman without clothes before?”

He fought with himself as he tried to hold back, biting his bottom lip as his eyes scanned your hips, taking a liking to the curve of your body. You were a tease, who knew? It was wrong of him to look at you like this… but why couldn’t he stop? Why couldn’t he turn away.

A single hum vibrates through your throat as you let your hand reach for his arm, fingertips ghosting over his skin. Yes, you were intoxicated but you knew exactly what you were doing. If anything, you were glad you had the liquid courage to do this because if you were sober, you would’ve never tried.

But believe it or not, you deeply wanted to do this.

“Y/N” Your name comes hoarse out of his mouth, almost in a warning tone. You were playing with fire, didn’t you know this? Jake was so much bigger then you, and his gaze burned holes through your skin whenever he looked at you. “Your drunk, peach” He breathes but you only giggle, eyes taking in his every ab and detail on his chest; his very strong, large chest. You look up to the man with that same smirk still on your face, letting your fingers move from his arm to his chest.

“And so, so horny” His cock twitches at your words, your eyes were burning against his own, and your face was almost undeniable in that moment. Your sweet doe eyes were big and pleading but your body was confident, touching his like it was going to take what it wanted. “Come on, Jake. You want to help me, don’t you?” Stop looking at her, Jake! Just put her to bed and leave! Jake’s thoughts were roaming so wildly through his head, the only thing that was holding him back was the fact you were so clearly drunk, and he feared taking advantage of you.

“I can’t help you, not if your drunk” He finally refuses but your not taking that answer, only touching more sensitive areas on his body to gain his upmost attention.

“I appreciate you for saying that, but you and I both know I’ve been wanting this. You, have been wanting this too” Your voice is soft but full of intent as you press your hand to his chest, feeling the chisels of his abs between your fingers. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when we hunt, and how you watch my hips sway when I walk” He looks down at you as you watch your hands against him, letting them guide themselves up his perfectly toned body. “Tell me, Jake. Have you ever touched yourself to the thought of me?”

His breath is hitched as you let your hands travel up his back, moving closer to the man with ease. You had him right where you wanted him. “I… I don’t think-“

“Don’t lie to me, Jake” Your eyes meet at your words and he can no longer act like it’s not true, taking a deep breath before nodding his head gently to you. “I touched myself to you this morning, you know why? Eywa, you just looked so good with your hair wet, and the way the water fell down your body… makes me so hot”

Your hand eventually make it to the back of his neck, shaking under his dreads with ease. You were as close as you could be, eyes looking up at him with that pleading look. “Always think about how good you’d treat me, how good you’d fuck me” You could feel his heart beating faster and faster against you, and you watched as his eyes slowly forgot their loving state that he was so obviously trying to fight. “Why are you still holding back? You want me to get on my knees and beg you to fuck me?” Now you were just being a brat. Your voice was clearly in a teased tone and your body language was trying to get the best of his, you could see his jaw clenching at every word you uttered.

You lean up to the older man’s ear, brushing your lips against its lobe. Your breath was hot against his ear and you could feel his hands start to move from his sides, hesitant to touch your waist. “You better make me beg, Mr. Sully” That was it. That was his breaking point.

From the moment you whispered in his ear, to when his hands roughly grabbed at your waist, you couldn’t remember much until he was pushing you against the wall of your cave, keeping a slight amount of distance between the two of you as he took in your messy-hair state. You were laughing, biting your nail like this was funny to you. Jake didn’t see the appeal, if he was going to fuck you, he was going to ruin you.

“Your playing a dangerous game, Kid” He tells you with a sharp tone, moving to place his hands against the cave’s walls, closing you between him and the stone. You smirk, looking him up and down once before looking back to his face.

“At least one of us is playing dangerous” The two of you stood there, staring at the other for what felt like forever until Jake finally gave in, cursing himself under his breath before he grabbed your neck to pull you into a rough kiss. Your body is flush against his as he lifts you into the air, wrapping your legs around his waist as soon as you moaned against him. You could feel his growing erection, you could feel his hunger for your body like he felt yours.

Once again, your back is crashed against the wall as he completely devours your lips into his, fingers digging into your skin as did yours to his dreads, slight pulling them back when you needed to breath. His lips remove from yours and move to your jaw, hungrily peppering wet kisses down it, all the way to your neck.

Your moans are what encourage him the most. Hearing your sweet whimpers in his ear as he sucked on your neck felt like a dream. Believe Eywa, he’d had that dream many, many times before.

“I’ve waited so long for this” Your breathless above him, gripping his dreads between your small fingers. You could feel his cock pressing against you, begging for your tongue. It was big, he was so fucking big. It should’ve scared you but you were more intrigued, grinding your hips against his to gain some friction with the little time you had before he stopped your bratty movements.

“Older girls wait” He teases and you only roll your eyes, grabbing his hand that held you steady against him. You could feel his fangs were brushing your skin, hungry for it like some starved vampire. He wanted to mark you, and you wanted him to.

“Nothing’s stopping you from getting an older girl” You hum, holding his head and slightly pushing it down so his lips reattached to your neck. “And nothings stopping you from marking me, Mr sully” A grunt escapes his mouth as if he had been fighting with the feeling, shaking his head between your neck before meeting your eyes again; your bratty, untamed green eyes.

“Can’t have an older girl when I have a brat I need to take care of, now can I?” He’s so obviously joking and you love every second of it. Every word of degradation is like music to your ears, like a forbidden kink you didn’t know you had. You were a brat, but you were his brat. “That’s how you like it, huh? Like being bad?” Your ears are perking at his every word and your eyes light up with a laugh to your lips, smile so big you couldn’t relax it. “Jesus, your so dirty, aren’t you?”

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling you closer to his body then before with a smirk, shrugging your shoulders. “I guess you’ll have to find that out” His eyes. Oh Eywa, his eyes were so hungry as he set you down on your feet, giving you a devilish look before kneeling in front of you. At first you didn’t know what to think but it only took you a few seconds to realize once his large arms were wrapped around your thighs, pulling your body close to him.

His chin sat against your stomach, staring up at you like he had been waiting for you to say something. But you didn’t know what he was planning until his thumb was ghosting around your clit, that same smirk pulling at his lips as he watched you.

“Fuck” You breath heavily, leaning your head back against the stone, not even realizing the man under you was now fully under you. “S-shit!” Your hand fell clasp over your mouth to silence your moan, eyes falling back on the man under you. Except now, his face was pressed into your dripping wet cunt, and his fingers teased what his mouth didn’t. “S-sneaky little shit” You mumble under your unsteady breath, trying your hardest not to moan because he had just started and you didn’t want to seem weak.

But holy shit, this man knew how to use his tongue.

Your hand fell atop his head in hopes to gain some sort of stability but that quickly failed, given how badly he was attacking your clit. His mouth was warm against you and you already knew you’d come soon. It was like he knew your body inside and out.

“I know your not holding back on me, are you?” His words vibrate against your cunt making you jolt, thankful his arms held you down so you wouldn’t fall. Jake was in pure bliss under you, relishing in your sweet taste that so effortlessly painted his tongue. You were wet, your cunt was begging for more even if you were a crying mess above him, like it finally found what it had been longing for.

“That’s all? Maybe your the one holding back” He chuckles at your attempt at retaliation but still manages to one up you, slipping two of his large, slender fingers inside you. “J-Jake, let me sit down fir-“

“No” He only uttered one word but it was enough to make you listen like a trained dog, allowing your legs to tremble against his face. You could’ve taken it had you been sitting, but your legs couldn’t function correctly when he was destroying them under you.

His fingers curl against your spongy walls, pushing his tongue against your clit quickly as your moan’s increased. It was so clear you were already on edge, about to let go without it being over five minutes. You find your pride slipping from you in a matter of seconds, begging the man to let you come as your fingers tug his hair. You couldn’t hold on, your legs were far too weak.

“Please, please—Jake, please” His ears are perking as you moan his name, begging for him, moaning for him. Normally, he’d take his time with you but now? You were being such a brat, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He needed to be inside of you, and for that exact reason is why he only sped up under you. “G-gonna come..!”

Your mind tried to come up with some sort of reason as to how you got yourself here, How you got your fathers best friend between your legs, and definitely how you were about to fully submit yourself to this older man. He was thinking the same thing; how did he get so lucky to have you above him?

In only seconds, your coming undone above him, legs almost falling weak under you as they shook from your release, sending shivers throughout your entire body. Jake’s still torturing your body, pumping his fingers into you at a faster pace. It was clear, he was trying to kill you.

“Jake!” You cry, gripping his hair with a begging tone. You couldn’t stand much longer. You had to lay down. Finally, after what felt like forever, he removed his tongue from you, letting his fingers slip from inside you. His strong arms are the only thing that held your legs straight, and you could see your release painted on his chin once he looked up at you. “Holy shit” You curse under your breath, chest heaving as he stood to his feet. You look at the large man above you, noticing once again how he towers over you.

“Down” Was all he said to get you to do just that, falling to your knees in front of him. You shouldn’t have teased him, huh? You really, shouldn’t have. “This your first time, peach?” He asks, obviously teasingly as he strokes your hair, making your eyes roll.

Your small hands work to untie his loincloth, letting it fall to the floor under you. Great mother, your suspicions were more then right. He was big, so fucking big you were unsure if it’d even fit inside you. Your body was small compared to his, and something like this was almost double the size of the first guy you’d been with.

“Nervous?” That’s it. You don’t even listen to Jake as you take his large length in your hand, leaning over it to let a line of spin drip onto the skin. Jake watches closely as your tiny hand spreads the spit around his cock, stroking the base of it. His hand falls to the side of your head as you let your tongue push against his tip, swirling around its mushroom head. You weren’t even doing much but Jake couldn’t help but go completely feral for you, praising your every move with heavy breaths.

You open your mouth to him, closing it around his cock once you went as far as your could. You look up at him with those sweet doe eyes, driving him absolutely insane. He was already harder then he had to be, now it was you teasing him for it. Your mouth is warm around him and he can only imagine what it feels like to be inside you, that thought alone made him feral. Your already stroking him faster and sucking him harder, tired of waiting for him to be inside of you. You could taste the sweet pre that leaked from his tip, humming around his painfully hard cock that sent vibrations through his body.

“Want to fuck your face… Gonna let daddy do that?” You bat your eyelashes at the man above you, removing your hand from his shaft along with your mouth, sitting back on your knees. He chuckles, pushing his thumb against your lip to open your small mouth, grabbing hold of his cock to press onto your soft tongue. “Such a dirty girl. A shame your dad doesn’t know your not at that party right now”

Your mouth is already filled before you could respond, and you could feel every ounce of him push into your throat as he strokes into it, holding your head to guide it along his shaft. Your nails dig into his thighs and make him groan, throwing his head back at the unbelievable sensation you gave him. You were so good for him, it made him wish you had been older so it wasn’t so wrong of him to mate you… but you both knew it was.

“Fuck, just like that. Taking me so well—wish you would’ve came to me sooner, Kid” you moan against his cock, the lines of spit from your mouth were now dripping between the two of you, making a mess of the ground. “All that shit that comes out your mouth about how your so innocent, about how your such a good little princess? Where’s your mouth now? Huh, girl?” He wanted to stay there forever but he knew he couldn’t. He was close enough, he needed to fuck you now.

He pulls you off of him, allowing you to gasp with your chest heavy, following his instructions to move to the fur mat you had in your room. You didn’t even have a minute to adjust yourself before he’s already towering over you, pushing you onto your back and pulling you by your ankles closer to his body.

“Jake” You call to him breathlessly, propping yourself up on your elbows. He looks to you with his ears perked, watching as a smirk pulls at the corner of your lips. “Use me” Your words are like a command almost, and his face is already meeting yours, kissing your lips roughly as he hovered over you. If it was rough you wanted, it was rough you’d get.

His cock is pressed against your entrance almost instantly, your slick coating it’s head with ease as he runs it along your slit. You were ready, you wanted him for far too long and you couldn’t wait any longer. Your eyes give him a reassuring look before you press your forehead against his, feeling him slowly push his tip into you.

His fingertips are caressing your cheek, soothing you as your eyes squeeze shut. You wanted this and you weren’t a virgin, but this was nothing like before. “You okay, Sweet thing?” He asks softly and you nod, fingers intertwined in his dreads. Jake stares longingly at you, watching your every move as your face contorts at the slight pain, pushing more into you slowly.

“Jake” You let out a soft moan once his tip is past your entrance, the hard part was now over. You look at him with your lips parted, brushing your thumb over his. He pushes your hair out of your face before kissing you, and you weren’t prepared for when he pushed into you fully with one snap of his hips.

Your toes curled and your nails dug into his skin desperately, the feeling was almost indescribable. You just felt… full.

“Oh my god” You moan against his lips, throwing your head back as he strokes you slowly, massaging your thigh. You looked so perfect like this, so pretty in this light. Your body was bare for him, and your body was welcoming him with open arms—he couldn’t get enough of you. “S’big… so fucking big” one of your hands release his shoulder to grip the fur underneath you, teeth catching your bottom lip between them.

“Now your just stroking my ego, pretty girl” He jokes, moving his head down to your neck, placing sloppy kisses against it. His hips find a steady pace at first and gradually work their way up, starting deep, then fast to your skin. “Jesus, your so perfect. Wish I could breed this pussy… this pretty little cunt of yours”

His strong arms capture your thighs, pulling one of your legs to rest against his shoulder. “Jake! I can’t… oh my gosh” Your little voice is projecting off the walls of your cave but you don’t care, only worried about the man above you. Your head was still slightly spinning from the drinks your endured earlier that night and it only mixed with your horny mess of a body, begging Jake for more. “It’s so good… fuck! Your so fucking good!”

“Look at you. Such a fucking mess under me. What would your dad say if he saw you? If he knew how badly you wanted me to fuck you? Such a dirty girl, Y/N” He grabs the back of your head, pulling you up slightly so you were at an angle you couldn’t look away from him. His big yellows were burning holes into your own, hips rutting into you like he had something to prove.

Which he did.

“Gonna come…! Jake, I’m gonna come!” Your a whining mess under him and he loves every second of it, pushing his hips into you faster then before. Your small body was like a toy in his hand and you were at his every command, doing everything he said.

“Come for me. Want you to scream my name so the whole forest knows who’s fucking you this good” You knew it was a bad idea but who were you to decline that request? You were already screaming as it was. “My dirty girl, Your so fucking hot like this”

“I’m coming! I’m—oh my god I-“ Your voice is cut off by your loud moan, leg shuttering against his shoulder as you felt your release threatening to push over. His tip was kissing your cervix repeatedly, and you knew you couldn’t last much longer. “Jake…!” You cry out, pressing your hand to his chest as if that was going to do anything. Your orgasm finally tipped, and you felt it hit you like a truck.

“That’s it! Good fuckin’ girl!” His thumb rubs circles against your clit as he ruts into your harder, watching your liquid spurt from between the two of you. “Squirting all over me, can’t believe anyone actually believes your innocent”

“Jake it’s—it’s too much!” You push on him but he obviously doesn’t budge, only rolling his eyes at your attempt.

“You begged me to fuck you like this and now your giving up? A shame, thought you were stronger then that” You grip his large arms until your knuckles turn bright blue, scratching along his striped skin. You curse at him, not wanting to hear his teasing any longer. “Fuck me? Is that what you said?” You look at him with an angry look for a second before completely switching, a smirk pulling at your lips. Jesus, you were nasty, huh?

He pulls out of you all at once making you whine, not able to protest before he’s already flipping you over onto your stomach and pushing your ass in the air. You giggle, stretching your arms in front of you as you arch your back against him, begging him to forgive you. “I was only joking, Pretty boy” You hum, looking back at his face.

He doesn’t say anything and grabs your hips roughly, pulling you back onto his length that so easily slipped inside of you. Your eyes roll back almost instantly as he bottoms you out, pushing his cock as deep as he could reach inside you. “This what you wanted? Then fucking take it” He growls against your ear, slamming himself into your harder than he had been before. You couldn’t even think straight, you were already so fucked out you didn’t even remember what it felt like to not be fucked.

“fuck! Right there! Please, Jake—fuck me right there!” Your begging voice is music to his ears, your hands gripping the ground under you as he pushed himself against you. “You’re so deep… so fucking good to me, Jake” He hums, leaning against your body so you were entirely pressing against him, his tongue running along your light blue skin. Once again, you could feel his fangs threaten to break through you but he held himself back, placing sloppy kisses against your shoulder and your neck.

“Nobody can fuck you like I can, Kid. Your mine. You’re all fucking mine, you hear me?” You cry out a yes, the sound of your skin slapping against each others being the only thing that could be heard. “That’s it, fuck me back!” He praises against your ear, holding your hips to press into his.

“Mark me, Jake. Please… please mark me!” You beg making his ears perk, his chuckle against your ear making your skin shiver with goosebumps.

“You know I can’t do that, Kid. M’sorry” He snaps his hips against you and you mewl loudly, crying out his name. “Just let me fuck you nice and good, yeah? Give you a birthday to remember” You huff, reaching back against him to grab his face.

You look over at him, your loving eyes practically begging him. “The back of my neck, Jake. N-nobody will see it! Nobody will know—fuck! Nobody will know it was you” you try to bargain and you can tell he was debating it, glancing down at the area on your neck. “Please, do it for me?” Fuck. That got him good. He cursed himself before pushing your hair away from behind your neck, leaning down to run his tongue along it.

“You’re gonna get me in trouble one day” He sighs and you can feel his fangs press against your skin making your eyes roll back, feeling your third orgasm of the night slowly approaching. You let out a shaky breath against your hand as the slight sting took over your body, like you had been getting a tattoo for the first time. His fangs pierced your neck, coating themselves in your sweet blood.

“Yes! Jake I’m… I’m gonna come again!” You whine, not daring to move your head as he soon released your skin, cleaning the blood with his soft tongue. He was close, so fucking close and he knew this was as far as he could go. He needed you to come now.

He grabbed your hands and pinned them against your back, pushing your head to the mat as he sat up against you, slamming into you harder than before now. You’re a moaning mess under him and you know your done for, begging him for more and yelling to him how close you were getting. He couldn’t handle it.

“Come for me, baby. Need to paint that pretty face of yours” Jake moans above you and it makes you frown, pushing your hips harder against him as you clench around his cock, making it almost impossible to move. “Don’t be a brat, kid. You know I can’t!” He already knows what you’ll ask but the answer was no. He couldn’t, he definitely couldn’t.

“I’m not in my heat, Jake. Please!” You beg, knowing it was practically impossible for you to get pregnant if you weren’t in heat. Jake kept repeating his answer with every stroke but as he continued, it didn’t seem to matter. You wouldn’t let him go. “Please, Jake. Want it inside! I want all of you!”

“You’re so fucking drunk, Y/N. You don’t want that” He curses, holding himself back from releasing just off how tight you were clenching around him. You roll your eyes, you knew exactly what you were saying.

“Stop being an asshole and just fucking do it!” He groans loudly, pushing your head against the mat harshly as he picked up his pace, tightening his grip around your wrists. You had officially pissed him off. You were screaming under him, he wasn’t just kissing your cervix anymore but he was full on ramming into you, like a wild animal during its rut.

“Fucking brat, you never know when to shut up, huh? Come for me now, Y/N” You cry, unable to hold it any longer. His grunts are louder now and you could feel his cock pulsing inside you, just waiting for you to release. You let out the loudest moan you could as you tip over your edge, fingers balling into a fist as you cry loudly from your orgasm. “That’s it! Milk my cock, kid. Just like that!”

“Please give it to me, Jake! I’ve been so good for you, haven’t I? Just give it to me!” You beg the man and with only a few more strokes, he pushes himself as deep as he could go inside you, releasing himself deep inside your dripping wet cunt. “Yes! Oh my god—yes!” Your eyes roll back as you move your hips against him, helping him ride out his high inside you.

The hot spurts of his come paint your gummy walls, and he almost collapses onto you, holding himself up just inches from your body with his heavy, hot breath against your skin. The two of you are sweaty messes against each other and you don’t even know what to say, only laying there lifeless as he slowly slipped out of you. You could hear him moving around your room but you didn’t care. You couldn’t even move, you felt so weak.

He clicks his tongue as he kneels down to you, scooping your body in his arms gently to not hurt you so much. He can see the bruises along your body now and instantly feels bad. He hurt you, his innocent little girl that he was sworn to protect. “You alright, Y/N?” He asks worried, laying you down on your hammock and retrieving a blanket to cover you.

You open your eyes to the man standing above you, his loincloth and gear back on his body making you frown. “You’re leaving?” You question sadly and he sighs, looking over at the entrance to your cave.

“Your father will be home soon, Kid. I can’t stay” Jake admits, sad as well that he can’t be with you. You wanted to argue but you knew he was right, giving him a small smile with your arms out for him. He kneels down so his face is level with your own, pressing a passionate kiss against your lips. He hated the fact he had to leave you after doing that with you, he felt like an asshole.

But he couldn’t stay and get caught by your father. He didn’t want you to get in trouble, especially on your birthday.

You both pull away with a smile and Jake looks down beside him, holding up the bin he put there and the medicine he laid out on your small table that acted as a nightstand. “Put some medicine here for when you wake up and the trash is here if you need to throw up, okay? Your father should be home soon so you won’t be alone for long” His finger strokes your cheek and you nod softly, eyes threatening to flutter shut.

“Could you stay until i fall asleep?” Jake looks at you with a softening face, sighing before nodding his head. You were already well on your way, there was no point in saying no. “I’m gonna have the worst hangover, huh?” He chuckles, nodding his head as he lays behind you, pressing his stomach against your back.

“I’ll be here in the morning, don’t worry” Your forehead creases at his words but he quickly shushes you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “Gotta help your father with something here, but don’t worry about that now, just close your eyes” He reaches to stroke your hair softly, listening to your purring noises next to him.

You smile, closing your eyes at the sudden touch. You felt safe, so at home with him. You prayed this wasn’t just a dream. “I love you, Jake” The words slip from your mouth and you’re not even worried about them, feeling yourself slipping away already. He chuckles, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your shoulder.

“I love you so much more, kid”

PURRRRR DOUBLE UPLOAD!!! Sorry if there are mistakes, my keyboard is glitching cause of how long this was 🫠. I’m sweating this was one of my best works 🥲

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cyberfreaky · 7 months

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PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY 彡 — KINKTOBER EDITION

— jake loves seeing his pretty girl cry, especially when it’s his fault.

tags: mean/toxic-ish!jake. sensitive!reader. p n v. clit stimulation. nipple stimulation. creampie. subtle breeding kink. daddy kink. dirty talk. pet names. mild dacryphilia. age gap (21 & 38). fingering. subtle tummy bulge.

masterlist ♡

it didn't take a genius to figure out your olo'eyktan favoured you most amongst the clan. he wasn't exactly subtle with his favouritism towards you, and he expressed it in several ways. giving you the easiest duties, plenty special treatment, being completely lax about your actions while scorning anyone else for doing the same. was it unfair? sure. but jake couldn't care less about what the anyone thought, and it wasn't like you were complaining about it, either.

these behaviours only brought the two of you closer, and jake had become more than your leader. you confided in him about anything and everything. he would happily listen to everything you'd vent, cry, babble or gossip about. you'd quickly grown to not just being his favourite amongst the clan, but his favourite person in general. jake loved the trust you held with him, how comfortable you'd become around him, the way you basically situated yourself permanently into his life. he adored you.

as much as jake loved you — pushing your buttons was something he couldn't help himself from doing. you were so easy to rile up and piss off, always giving jake the desired reaction he craved each and every time. it'd always end up with you sobbing, and he secretly enjoyed pushing you to that point.

it was the night after jake had made you cry for the millionth time. he’d claimed you weren’t the ‘prettiest’ girl in the clan, and boasted about how much more attractive the other women were. being the insecure girl you were - this destroyed you. and you’d avoided him all day, just like always. jake hadn’t bothered chasing you up and left you to your own devices. he’d make it up to you eventually, you never stayed away.

you were in your hut, wallowing in your own self-pity after yesterdays ordeal. you'd been avoiding jake all day, and it wasn't that difficult. surprisingly enough, he'd been doing the exact same to you.

you held your laundry in your arms, hanging them to dry on a makeshift drying line made of twine. it was positioned just outside the large opening in your hut, giving the morning sun the perfect opportunity to dry your tewngs and coverings once it rose the following morning.

just like clockwork, you felt a familiar presence in the doorway of your hut. there was a leering shadow that appeared on the floor, jake's scent was so acquainted with your senses at this point. you didn't bother to turn around and face him, refusing to give him even that little satisfaction. you continued on with your chores, a small pout on your lips while you worked in silence.

"still mad at me, huh?"

silence.

"sweetheart, i was jokin'. stop actin' like a child." jake sighed with annoyance, raking his fingers through his thick locs.

silence.

"y'know, you can't stay mad at me forever."

you scoffed at those words, knowing damn well you were just as stubborn as he was. while you kept your back to him, you did pipe up this time. "yes i can."

jake, being the man he was, took your response as a challenge. he entered into your hut with a smirk, taking a few strides over to where you hung your clothing. you were far too irresistible to walk away from.

his fingertips danced across your soft sides, circling across the smoothness of your azure skin. he was merely testing the waters and gauging your reaction to his touch - and you had gone with the route of simply ignoring him. jake found this comical, he had mesmerised your body to a T. only he could notice that very faint squirm, and that was invitation enough for jake to continue with his plan on earning your forgiveness.

"the silent treatment doesn't work with me, darlin'. y'should know this by now." jake says, embracing your smaller frame from behind and pressing his body against yours. his arms coiled around your waist, childishly interfering with your hands as you tried to hang your laundry.

it took everything within you not to smack his hands away, he kept purposely grabbing the fabric and trying to snatch it from your grasp. it didn't help that his chin was rested on your shoulder, chuckling lowly to himself as he watched your frustration grow by the second. it only heightened his excitement.

"i hate you." you grumbled at jake, though you made no effort to push him away. you gave up on doing your task after his annoying tactics made it nearly impossible.

"oh, you hate me? is that right?" jake mocked you lovingly, his breath warm on the nape of your neck. "don't kid yourself, hon. 'ya love me."

you both stood in front of the dark opening of your hut, your narrowed eyes staring off into the distance as you kept your anger in tact. you refused to let him get the upper hand of whatever this was - it wasn't fair in your eyes. he'd hurt your feelings, and now he thought he could fuck you as an apology. you wished jake would just apologise instead of trying to brush everything off with sex...though, you still made no attempt at stopping him.

"no, i don't."

jake found your stubbornness that even more enticing. his rough hands began to trail up your body, feeling every inch of your smooth exterior with his fingertips. "well, i love you. so damn much." he whispered in your ear, his voice had grown much more lustful than before. he peppered kisses behind the lobe, making it even harder for you to resist him.

you felt jake's touch creep up to your chest, moving beneath the thin fabric of your chest covering. your breath hitched as his hands cupped your full breasts, kneading the soft skin of your flesh. "i love your pretty tits." he drawled, his thumb toying with your hard nipple.

an involuntary whimper escaped your throat, feeling yourself growing weaker in jake's arms. he kept his lips trailing across your neck and shoulder, gently nipping at the skin as his fingers pinched the sensitive nubs.

while jake massaged one of your tits, his other hand made it's way down to your tewng. just from his subtle touch alone, your arousal was already seeping through the fabric. your body jerked as jake palmed your wet cunt, his thumb pressing on your needy clit. you were puddy in his hands now, and there was no point in fighting back. his voice was low and sensual, almost groaning in your ear. "i love your sweet pussy."

"jake.." you warn him quietly, your knees buckling once his thumb began to rub circles into your bundle of nerves. you couldn't take it anymore, but still, you were adamant about standing your ground. "stop it." your voice was meek and breathless, still making no effort to push jake away.

"stop what?" jake smiled at your feigned hesitance, his long fingers exploring your sopping folds. he'd prod your entrance teasingly with two fingers, before sliding them inside your heat. "y'don't want me anymore or somethin'?"

your legs were on the brink of giving out, your golden eyes rolling back while jake fingered your cunt. "...y-you were mean to m-me yesterday..." you argued through breathless moans, biting harshly on your bottom lip as he began to pump his thick digits in and out.

jake would keep that slow, devilish pace - chuckling at your meek response. "don't be so sensitive, baby. you know i was kiddin'." he'd drawl, keeping that devilish pace between your soft thighs. you were so pathetic, a needy mess who couldn't even speak up for herself. jake loved it. "c'mon, let daddy make it up to you."

the older man could talk you into anything, that tone of voice and choice of words had you weak for him. of course you wanted him to make it up to you - of course you wanted him to fuck you dumb. why couldn't you have more backbone?

it wasn't long before jake had thrown you on the bed, the weight of his heavy body looming on top you. you could almost feel your breath restricting from the position, his bulky arms had you folded in half like a rag-doll. your soft thighs were pressed against your chest - taking every, rough thrust with shallow breaths.

"...auughh....f-ffuck, baby.." jake groaned, his forehead pressed against yours as he fucked you deep. your tight pussy had him seeing stars, the way you squeezed around his cock nearly made him cum right then and there. "...mm, couldn’t stay mad at me, could ‘ya?”

your sweet moans filled his ears, sharp nails clawing at his back while he pounded you relentlessly. jake could feel how good he was making you feel, how desperate you were for him. it'd made the older man smile as he leaned down to kiss you, swallowing those pretty sounds of pleasure.

the feeling was euphoric, his thick cock bullied into you harder and harder with each passing second. you had a hellish lock on jake's neck as he thrusted inside you, the ferocity of his movements causing your smaller body to jerk and bounce. you were like his little sex-toy, the perfect girl he could use whenever he wanted. and quite frankly? you didn't mind. you knew how easy you were.

"jesus...feel how deep daddy is." jake chuckled, taking your nimble hand and pressing it against your tummy.

you could feel his cock ramming inside you, the fat tip hitting your sweet spot and making you mewl in response. "o-oh my god." your eyes began to glaze over with tears, the pleasure was becoming almost overwhelming.

jake saw the tears roll down your flushed cheek, and the sight alone made his arousal peak. he picked up his pace, pounding you even harder as he watched you cry. "poor darlin', feels s'good, don't it?" he crooned meanly, his heavy balls slapping against your slick folds with every thrust. "yr'such a crybaby."

"..c-can't help it." you sobbed, your voice meek and breathless.

the older man smirked at your response, pressing his warm lips on your cheek and gently lapping up your tears. "so pretty when you cry." he'd moan against your skin, his kisses finding their way to your mouth and locking lips with you once again.

you could both hear how wet you were, as jake pulled out slowly and slammed back into you. his own voice had become hoarse, hips jittering faintly as he felt his climax building inside. "christ...this pussy was made jus' f'me, huh?"

"s'all yours, daddy." you sniffled, amber eyes rolling back in your head as he kept hitting the one spot that made your toes curl.

you kept whimpering tiredly, your face nuzzled into jake's shoulder as he stretched your pussy out. you were barely receptive at this point, instead broken down into cries and blabbering moans. how could you speak at this point? jake had gotten the better of you. it didn't matter how many times he made you upset, you'd always end up getting fucked dumb as a result.

jake's hand caressed your jaw, grabbing it gently and forcing you to look into his eyes. "that's right. all mine." he grunted brutishly, keeping half-lidded eye contact with you while he stuffed you full.

that familiar twisting was brewing in the pit on your stomach, and your sweet release was so fucking close. it was a high you were chasing, and it was addictive. a few more hard strokes and you'd be gushing all over the bedsheets.

but you underestimated jake as always. he was an asshole.

the older man could feel your soft walls clenching around his twitching cock. his baby was so damn close, but he didn't feel like giving you that satisfaction just yet. jake suddenly slowed down his thrusts, going at at agonising pace that made you whine loudly in response. "faster!"

he grinned at your pleas, the tips of his canines grazing along the side of your neck. "nah." jake simply taunted you, nipping at your skin with that smug smirk. "wanna hear 'ya beg me."

your tears of frustration welled up once more, and you had put aside all embarrassment. it pained jake to pull himself out, his hips hovering above yours as his tip slid through your soaking folds. you were crying hellishly below him, feeling him rub and tease your clit. all with that damn smile on his face.

"p-please."

jake tsk'ed at your response, prodding your needy entrance again and refusing to slide back in. "gotta do better than that, hon." he drawled, taking in your screwed up expression and misty eyes. eywa, you were so beautiful. so needy. "c'mon, use yr'big girl words."

as he kept nudging your sensitive clit, you couldn't handle it anymore. "please fuck me, daddy!"

your face flushed with pure embarrassment, and you looked away in shame from speaking so lewdly. but it paid off once you heard jake chuckle lowly, giving your raw lips a soft kiss as he buried his cock deep inside you once more. "much better."

all that shame meant nothing once you felt jake pounding into you just like before. you moaned in his ear, the squelch of your dripping pussy grew louder as jake slammed his hips against yours. it was so rough and fast — the absolute perfect pace.

jake's brows furrowed as he felt his climax approaching, forehead pressed against yours once against as he fucked you like his own personal fleshlight. the older man's head dipped down to your chest, lips attaching to one of your soft tits and sucking at your hard nipple. the added stimulation made your back arch off the bed, forcing your breasts harder against his face.

you kept squeezing hellishly around his cock, indicating you were nearly there. jake wasn't far off either, and he made it clear with how rough his groans had become. "f-ffuck, gonna fill this pretty pussy up." he whispered in your ear, his thrusts not faltering as his release rapidly approached. "y'want that, hm?"

"y—yes!" you nodded frantically, your nails digging so deep in his back that blood began to draw. "need it s'bad, daddy. wanna b-be stuffed."

that was all jake needed to hear.

he smashed his lips against yours again, wanting to stifle both your moans as you reached your orgasms in tandem. you were practically screaming, the high-pitched moans were silenced by his tongue shoving its way into your mouth. jake's eyes were screwed shut as his hips began to jitter, breaking off the kiss to catch his breath as spurts of his warm seed filled your pussy. you mewled at the sensation as you came hard, coating his thick cock in your milky cum.

jake's body fell on top of yours, neither of you able to speak as he continued to fuck his cum inside your creamy pussy. his movements were sluggish and languid, the sticky release dripping out of your hole and dripping onto the mattress below you. each thrust made you squirm, leaving you a sobbing mess beneath the older man.

his golden eyes would soon open, both your foreheads pressed against each others as he snickered tiredly. "you forgive me now?"

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rosyjn · 9 months

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“Bed. Now.”

Dilf!jake x younger!omatikayareader (legal ofc)

MDNI

“Ma’Jake!” you tease, whispering your mate’s name from behind a tree. Only Jake’s ears perk up, and he stops his sentence to look around, clenching his hand into a fist. Your palm clamps over your mouth, stifling a giggle. You know it’s wrong to mess with him while he’s planning an attack. He’s busy, other warriors are being led by him, waiting for further instructions. He sighs.

“Did anyone else hear that?” he faces the group again. His soldiers look around at each other.

“No, sir,” one of them says. “What did you hear?”

Jake’s ears relax themselves. “Y/N’s voice,” he rolls his eyes.

“Ma Olo’eyktan, you are probably thinking of her,” the same warrior replies, tilting his head with the suggestion.

“Probably,” Jake shrugs and lets out a chuckle, prompting the same from the rest of the group. You peek from behind the tree, before silently running off. You scurry across the forest, heading towards the village. Your feet make small patting noises as Pandora swallows you whole. The trees tower above you while the branches protrude into your path. Small chitters of animals make your ears perk as you approach the Omatikaya camp.

“Where were you?” Mo’at shakes her head and clicks her tongue as you walk in.

“Messing with Jake,” you giggle, a mischievous expression painting your face. You kneel to sit with her.

“He will be back tonight, no need to bother him,” her attention returns to a bowl of herbs that she was mixing.

“Back tonight?” your eyebrows raise. You didn’t know he was coming back so soon. You thought he was off again, ready to stay a couple nights in the Floating Mountains to watch for sky people.

“Yes, Y/N,” Mo’at nods, lifting up her bowl of herbs and setting it aside. You stand back up, ready to get back to your tent.

“I should clean up our space,” you look back at her. She just chuckles, not making eye contact. You walk off into the village, greeting as you go. Little girls sit and weave baskets, hunters head off with their bows, and mothers hold their babies. You take a good look at a mom. She had just given birth. She lays down, the flaps of her tent are ajar, and she kisses her newborn. You think about Jake, then hurry away. As you walk towards your tent, isolated from the rest, footsteps follow you. Your ears perk and you stop.

“Y/N.” Jake’s stern voice makes you whip around, your eyes widening.

“Hi, ma’Jake-“ you rush over to him, intending to give him a kiss on the cheek. He grabs you and holds you in place.

“The fuck were you thinking? I was busy!” he scolds you, practically shouting. You flinch.

“Sorry,” your ears fold back and you look down at the ground.

“Bed. Now.” his nostrils flare and his gaze is intense. You nod and he lets go of you, letting you scamper to the tent. He follows you at a slower place, watching as your ass moves. You crawl on the bed, turning and leaning back for Jake. Your pupils dilate in fear.

“I-“ you find yourself confused, not knowing how to apologize. You watch as Jake unties his loincloth.

“Y/N, you have to fucking understand. You can’t mess with me when it concerns the safety of the people!” he angrily fiddles with the strings of his garment, his erection becoming more and more visible. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your voice distracted me, y’know that? Don’t goddamn play with me. Not when we’re planning something crucial,” his loincloth falls to the floor and you gasp at his cock. It springs up, throbbing for you.

“Oh…” your voice is small and weak. You didn’t understand half of the words he said while he was undressing, but you got the point.

“Fuck are you waiting for? Undress!” he shouts to you. And you comply, taking your top and loincloth off, then throwing them to the floor. Your bare body is out in the open for him.

“I’ll fuckin’ leave so many marks on those tits,” he crawls on the bed towards you, predatory eyes scanning your body. You reach for him, but gets met with him roughly pinning your hands down above your head. The sudden movement makes you yelp.

“Shh,” he reaches down to the floor next to the bed, grabbing your loincloth. He admires the arousal stains on it, before using it to tie your hands up. You fight with him.

“Jake! Let me go!” you squirm and pull, but he’s too heavy. His body holds you down and he ties your crossed wrists to the wooden bedpost before positioning himself in front of your entrance.

“Tell me what happens to little sluts that can’t behave until their mate comes home,” he rubs his tip up and down your slit, making your toes curl.

“I-I-“ you tremble.

“Tell me,” he slaps your tit.

“They get punished!” your face heats up.

“Good job,” he pulls away for a second to place a pillow under your pelvis, then prods your entrance with his tip again, preparing to enter.

“Mmmph!” your back arches and you whine in a mix of pain and pleasure when he enters you. Your slick coats his member and drips down onto his balls. He bares his teeth and grunts with every inch inside of you. He stretches you out, the veins and throbbing being noticeable.

“Fuck,” he small sheen of sweat begins to coat his skin. You tug on your restraints and yelp, legs shaking. He holds himself all the way inside of you, your eyes clench shut and his mouth falls open as his tip presses against your cervix. His balls tease your folds as well. He grunts over you, warm precum spirting out of him cock. You desperately breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth, trying to calm yourself. “Jeez, been takin’ my dick for so long and you still struggle,” he degrades.

“Please, please, please be nice-“ you beg and whine. Jake ignores your pleading. He pulls out a couple inches, then thrusts back in again, letting out a pleasured groan when he bumps into your cervix. The rough motion of his push makes a tear fall out of your eye, rolling down your face and onto the pillow under your head.

“Fuck, cant stand to see my baby like this,” Jake’s head falls down and he watches the tear mark on your face. He gives in, untying your hands from the bed post and kissing your lips, letting you wrap your arms around him. The kiss is passionate and loving, relieving the overstimulation of the sex. Your moans quiet down, muffled by his mouth. He starts to thrust again, fucking you slowly and shallowly into the mattress. Your legs wrap around him.

“Mm… mmm… mm… mmmph! mmph! mmph!!” your moans grow louder against his face as he suddenly speeds up his thrusts, fucking fast and deep again. You pull away from his kiss, looking over his shoulder to watch his hips push into you. Your fingernails dig into his back, evoking a growl from him. Your cunt clenches around Jake’s dick, hinting to him that you’re close. You try to talk, but your words are incoherent, cock-drunk blabbers. He loves that.

“Hmm, close?” he asks, looking at your eyes, dilated and wide with ecstasy.

“Yes! Yes!” your back arches further. You mewl and your body writhes as your orgasm washes over you. You clench around Jake tightly, his cum filling you up. You bite his shoulder in an attempt to shut yourself up. He quickly reaches for your face, grabbing your chin and pressing your head down onto the pillow. His fingers travel to your lips, spreading them open before he spits in your mouth. You eagerly swallow it as the end of your orgasm rides itself out. Jake pulls out of you, watching your breasts bounce with his movement. You sigh, closing your eyes. When he notices the mark on your wrists from the restraints, he pulls you into his embrace and kisses them, evoking a giggle from you.

“My girl..” he kisses them quickly, making sure not to press down too hard and hurt you. “You okay?” he asks.

“Yes, won’t bother you again. Promise,” you intertwine his pinky with your ring finger, unable to make a pinky promise because you’re a native na’vi. Jake melts at the gesture.

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shadowfoxx17 · 3 months

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“C’monn baby,” Jake chuckles as he tugs you, dragging you away from the hunt festival. You’re both drunk off your asses. This being Jake’s first-ever hunt festival, which was one of the biggest festivals, everyone went crazy with introducing him to some of the strong liquids on Pandora. Everyone cheered him on and took shots with him.

You and your friends were absolutely amused by this, joining in on the fun as well. Jake quickly realized that Grace was not lying, this stuff was no joke. After a while, everyone was too drunk to even notice how touchy you and Jake were to each other. How Jake put his hand on your upper thigh and kept whispering in your ear. How you leaned closer to his body and held onto his bicep.

“Jakeee,” you giggle as you both almost tripped. Your grip on his hand tightens. “Where are we even going?” Jake drags you deeper into the forest, and the music from the festival slowly fades away. It is much quieter now and significantly cooler since you aren’t surrounded by a huge pit of fire anymore.

“I dunno,” Jake smiles as he shrugs his shoulders. He tugs on your arm once more. “Gotta walk faster!” He says while laughing, looking back to see you struggling to keep up with him.

You gasp jokingly. “Heyy don’t laugh! Y’gotta walk s-slower!!” Jake stops walking so that you can walk in front of him. You giggle as you throw your head back. Both of you finding anything and everything funny at this point.

As you throw your head back, you close your eyes, appreciating the beautiful sounds of the forest as you continue to giggle. However, not looking at where you were stepping caused you to trip. Luckily before anything bad happened Jake was quick to catch you by your hips.

He laughs at your clumsiness. “Baby y’gotta look where you’re goin’.” He wraps his arm around your waist. The pet name sent warmth throughout your body.

“I was!” you lied. “and you still haven’t told me where we are going.”

Jake moves your body in front of him, your back flush against his warm chest. He wraps one of his arms around your stomach and the other around your chest. “I just wanted to get ya alone,” He whispered in your ear. His voice sends shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, trying not to smile.

“oh yeah?” You tease.

“Ohh yeah,” Jake smirks before he starts to kiss your neck. You lean your head against his, moaning softly at his contact. He then starts sucking on your neck, wanting to leave a mark. You let out a breathy laugh, turning your head to face his. You both look at each other with wide grins, swaying slightly from side to side.

“You look so beautiful right now,” Jake says. You giggle again looking down at the floor feeling a bit more shy now that you guys are alone. Jake turns your head back to face him before smashing his lips to yours. Your lips are soft against his as you both move in sync.

Jake moves your body to face him before breaking the kiss to kiss your neck again. You moan and throw your head back as you bring your hands into his hair. Jake then guides you backward up against a tree before quickly going back to kissing your lips.

It’s a bit sloppy considering you’re both drunk but it all felt so hot. Jake’s hands roam your body before he makes his way down to your ass, squeezing it. You smile into the kiss. He feels your smile before smiling himself. He continues to squeeze your ass before using it to push you against his hardened cock.

Your smile quickly turns into a soft gasp. Jake finds your reaction funny as he smiles into the kiss again. Jake breaks the kiss causing you to whine.

“I wan- *kiss* try *kiss* somethin’ *kiss* “ Jake chuckles as you try and continue to kiss him. He guides you by your lower back to a flat rock for you to sit on. The cold surface of the rock helps to cool down your hot skin.

Jake softly nudges your shoulders. “Lay back baby.” As you lay back, Jake picks up both of your legs by the back of your knee and makes it so that your legs are bent and your feet are resting at the edge of the rock. Jake comes in between your legs and slowly starts to kiss up your body. You close your eyes and giggle.

“It tickles.” You say smiling. He continues to kiss up your body until he reaches your tits, which were covered by your very skimpy top (which you wore specifically for Jake).

“Mmm, I like this,” Jake says smirking. He plays with the beads from your top, admiring the way it fits your chest. You blush, eyes still on Jake, completely distracted by how hot he looks right now. You so badly want him to take care of the ache that’s starting to grow between your legs.

“Can I take it off?” Jake asks now staring into your eyes. You had a needy pout on your face that Jake was fucking obsessed with. You nod your head almost immediately. “Need your words, baby.”

“Y-yes please.” Jake starts to take off your top, making sure he’s being as gentle as possible. His soft touches burn your skin. Once your top is off, Jake goes back to kissing your body. He makes his way around your chest area. You look at him, doe-eyed and lips parted.

Your eyes don’t leave his figure, absolutely mesmerized by his actions. He looks up at you as he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. You throw your head back, moaning. If you weren’t wet before, you’re definitely soaking now. Jake makes sure to show your other tit some love by groping it with his big hands, occasionally pinching lightly at your nipple. It was all starting to feel even more intense because Jake never took his eyes off you. Scanning your face. Reading your reactions.

“J-Jake. S’good.” You whine while closing your eyes. He hums around your tit before lightly biting your peaked nipple. You let out an airy gasp. Your eyes shoot open to be met with Jake’s hungry eyes.

“Eye’s on me, baby girl”. Jake releases his mouth from your tit, which is now glistening with his spit. He moves to your other tit, showing it the same love. The ache between your legs is starting to grow unbearable. You begin to rut your hips into his body, desperately looking for some relief. Jake releases your tit from his mouth before going back up to kiss your lips.

You continue to grind your hips into his. Your hands gripping his hair as you both make out heavily. Jake breaks the kiss to kiss down your body again. He makes his way down to your loincloth, leaving wet kisses around it. He looks up at you, asking with his eyes.

“Please, take it off.” You beg. Jake smirks as he unties it and reveals your wet cunt.

“Damn baby you’re soaking.” A string of slick appears as he separates your loincloth from your body.

“Holy shit,” Jake groans at the sight. He’s never seen someone as perfect as you. He grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them back to where your legs are almost against your chest so that you are now on full display for him. You hiss as cool air hits your sensitive cunt, processing how exposed you are to him. Jake begins to kiss the back of your thighs occasionally biting your skin to tease. You whine. He’s so close to where you need him yet so far.

“Jake p-please,” you say out of breath.

“Please what?” Jake says as he goes back to leaving wet kisses closer to your dripping core, now staring into your eyes. He’s got that stupid smirk on his face again.

“I need you s’bad.” You beg.

“Y’have me,” Jake says as he starts to kiss away from your pussy. You whine again, throwing your head back in frustration.

“Use your words and I’ll do whatever ya want.” Oh, he was enjoying every minute of this, watching you fall apart under his touch. He pinches the sensitive skin on your thigh. You squirm and huff out in frustration.

“Please…need your mouth on my pussy,” you say, the alcohol giving you all of the courage you needed to say that.

Jake smiles. “Atta girl,”. He quickly moved his arms so that they were hooked over your hips to lock your legs in place. Jake didn’t waste any more time after that and dove in licking from your sopping hole and up to your clit. He wrapped his mouth around it. You let out the most pornographic moan as he started sucking on it. Your hands go straight to his hair, gripping to steady yourself for what’s about to come.

You arch your back at the intense pleasure coursing through your body. Jake groans against your pussy sending vibrations up your spine. Jake looks up at you, taking in the sight before him. Your eyebrows are furrowed and you’re biting your lip. He separates from your cunt, causing you to whine and open your eyes.

Jake spreads your thighs wider before pausing to look you in the eyes. He brings his fingers to your slippery cunt, using them to separate your folds. He then spits right on your clit. You let out a broken moan, dropping your head back down on the rock. Jake goes back to work on your throbbing clit as he starts to nod his head from side to side.

“O-oh Jake,” you cry out. Your hand goes to grip on his arm that’s holding your legs down.

“Yeah, baby? Y’like that?” Jake asks. His voice was low and hoarse. You pick your head up to look at him. His mouth shining with your slick. The sight of him makes you even more wet.

“Mhm..love it s’much.” You babble. You both keep eye contact as he goes down on you once again before thrusting his tongue inside your pussy. His mouth goes back up to your clit. He starts to give your clit sloppy kisses. Your cunt tightens around nothing as he continues to make out with your cunt.

You are a mess under him. Your legs trembling, your hands gripping onto anything around you, your breathing uneven.

“Mmm, you taste so good, baby.” Jake releases the hold of one of your legs before plunging two thick fingers into your wet pussy.

“Oh fuck!” You squeal, eyes rolling back. Jake groans as you immediately tighten around him. The squelching noise coming from the contact was so hot. Jake could not get over how wet and warm you felt.

Jake thrusts his fingers in and out of your hole. His tongue flicked quickly over your clit. Everything was so messy now. Your juices and Jake’s spit mixed and trickled down to the rock underneath you. Your legs threaten to close around his head as he continues to assault your creamy pussy. You quickly start to feel the warmth bubbling in your stomach as your orgasm approaches. You tighten around Jake’s fingers signaling to him your close.

“You close baby?” Jake asks, already knowing the answer. Jake looks up at you. Your head nodding fast, eyes tightly closed, and mouth open breathing heavily.

“Yes yes so close Jake please.” You whine. Everything feels so hot and intense. His fingers curl, hitting that sweet spot.

“Y-yes, right there!”

“Yeah? That the spot?.” Jake teases.

“Uh huh-fuck I’m g’na cum!” You pant. Your hips raise off of the rock.

“Look at me, look at me when you cum. C’mon, baby.” You use all of the strength you have to open your eyes and meet Jake’s eyes. “That’s it, good girl.”

You moan as Jake flicks his tongue over your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly, his fingers continue to thrust at a fast pace, hitting that spot. All of this while he’s keeping that intense eye contact brings you over the edge and hard.

“Sh-shit!” You moan loudly. Your hips rise higher off of the rock, legs shaking around Jake’s head. Your body jerks as your cunt pulses around Jake’s fingers as he helps you ride out your high.

You had shut your eyes now as the pleasure became too intense and caused them to water. You arch your back as Jake continues to finger you.

As you come down from your high you start to feel the overstimulation. Jake removes his fingers but continues to give sloppy kisses to your cunt. He growls against you. He was addicted to your taste, never wanting to stop.

“Jakee!” You squeal as he laps your dripping pussy. You throw your head back again before attempting to sit up to lightly push him away. Jake gives one final kiss on your clit before he starts kissing up your body. He reaches your lips, kissing eagerly. You whimper as you taste yourself on his lips. Both of you moaned into each other’s mouths before Jake broke the kiss.

“Fuck baby,” he laughs “that was so hot.” You huff out a laugh before looking down at Jake’s prominent bulge. You look back at him before leaning in to kiss him again. As you kiss him you reach down, cupping his bulge. Jake groans into your mouth. You smile against his lips.

“Your turn.”

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As Brittany Broski once said,

“I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism”

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xstarsmvxz · 11 months

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softdom!jake fucking the reader from behind but hes a moaning whimpering mess while he’s praising you and calling you a good girl for taking him so well 🤭🤭(backstory: he had a long day and is kind of frustrated and comes home to fuck his baby 🤭)

Two smuts in one day? Wild.

warnings → NSFW (mdni), p in v! Unprotected sex, soft!dom Jake, breeding kink.

word count → 0.4k

Earlier today, he came into your shared hut, all sweaty and tired from the events of todays raid. His eyes were basically begging to fuck you. So you let him.

He now has you in doggy style, rutting into your soaking cunt relentlessly. Your a moaning mess, tears brimming in your eyes from the amount of pleasure he was giving you. Jake was nearly the same, whimpering and whining at the feeling of your tight walls sucking him in perfectly. He was trying so hard to suppress the moans that we’re trying to force their way out of him. Instead of continuing his loud whimpering, he chose to praise you, in every way you can be praised. “Such a good girl, all pretty n’ drunk on my cock yeah?” “Doing so good for me baby girl.”

He lovingly runs his rough hand along your side, from your waist all the way up to your tit before giving it a soft squeeze. You moan at the feeling of this index finger gliding over your hard nipple. He decides to give your bud a soft pinch before going back to rubbing your side. His other hand was gripping hard on your hip, sure to leave pretty purple bruises for him to admire the next day.

He soon begins to whimper again, feeling himself near his orgasm. He speeds up his pace, now pounding into you like there’s no tomorrow. His tip kissing your cervix perfectly, almost making you go absolutely feral. He lets out a loud groan, finally feeling himself tip over the edge, pumping his load into your tired cunt. You moan at the feeling of his cum painting your walls a pretty white. “Gonna have you full of a mini me yeah, girl?”

“Mhm, oh fuck p- please.. jake!” You feel your own orgasm come crashing down on you, legs shaking as your walls clench around his length. He nearly cums again at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around his cock, watching as a white ring of your mixed juices gathers around your hole. Your moans soon die down as your orgasms ride out. He wraps his arm firm around your waist, hoisting you up in his lap to face him, his dick still twitching inside of you.

You both sit for a bit, sweaty bodies sticking together as you try to even out your breathing. A few silent minutes pass by before you lift your head from his chest.

“Round two?”

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inlovewithpandora · 2 months

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ᥫ᭡ — Reflection

Artists — Young!Jake x fem!Omatikaya!reader

Kinktober Prompt — Day 18・Mirrior Sex

Genre — Oneshot

Lyrics — Jake wanted to try something different so one day he brought you to the lab and introduced you to what a mirror was and how it can be used.

Music Advisory — avatar 2009 based, light fluff, smut, porn w/ [small] plot, p in v, [slight] queue pulling, spanking [twice], daddy kink [once], light choking, [ You are responsible for your own consumption! 17+ ]

Index — karyu - teacher・tewng - loincloth

Duration — 1.3k words

Words from Artist — This is my first kinktober prompt to be posted so I hope you all enjoy! As always feel free to send in requests and comment/reblog what you think about the fic!

Current Platforms — kinktober m.list・main m.list ・avatar taglist

When Jake came to live among your clan, both of you instantly gravitated toward each other. Mo’at assigned you to be his karyu so you could show him the ways of the Omatikaya and you were more than happy to do it. The more you taught him your native tongue or helped him master the ability to hunt by placing your hand on his abdomen to remind him to breathe as he learned how to use a bow, the more you were brought closer to each other.

Maybe too close though given you ended up dating.

You and Jake either spent your time frolicking around the forest, riding your ikrans under the moonlight, or in your marui. One time however, Jake wanted to spice things up and try something different, so he brought you to the lab. As you walked around, looking at all the human technology, you were amazed by the fact that they created all of these different things. When he finished giving you a tour of the lab, he took you to his room.

Your eyes roamed the foreign space until they landed on something you’ve never seen before. “Jake, what is that?” You asked as you inspected it with a puzzled look.

“It’s a mirror.” He simply answered as he grabbed your hand and placed you in front of it while towering behind you with his hands resting on your hips, as he watched your childlike curiosity wander.

“Does it do anything like the other human things?” You pressed your finger against the glass, trying to see if any words or images will pop up like when Jake was showing you how computers work.

Watching you continually tap the mirror made a chuckle emerge from his lips. “No, it simply shows you your reflection.” You stopped what you were doing and took a moment to fully look at yourself in the mirror. You’ve never been able to see a clear representation of your reflection since the Na’vi didn’t have anything like this, so seeing your body this way was different.

As your eyes wandered your body in awe at the fact that you could see yourself so clearly, Jake’s hands began to roam your body. His arm wrapped around your waist, pressing you against his body while his other hand toyed with the strings of your tewng.

“You’re so beautiful, baby, you know that?” He murmured softly, nuzzling his face into your neck and placing soft kisses along your skin. As you melted under his touch, loving the way he was showering you with affection, you could feel his lips press against the rim of your ear. “I wanna try somethin’ new, you cool with that?” He questioned in a husky tone, sending chills down your spine.

The way his voice hit your ears and his hands finding solace on every one of your erogenous zones made a heat pool between your thighs. At first, you didn’t know what he had in mind but when you felt his hard bulge against the swell of your ass followed by a low groan, you understood exactly what he was implying. You nodded your head in response, making a tsk sound fall from Jake’s lips as he shook his head. “I need words, it’s the only way I can give you what you want.”

“Yes, I want to try something new.” You answered in a soft and gentle manner. By the time you finished your sentence, Jake’s tewng was at his feet and he was working on getting yours discarded. He hurriedly pulled the strings to your bra top and tewng and a few moments later, both articles of clothing were crashing down onto the floor.

“Bend over f’me.” His hand glided across your back, guiding you forward, making you become face to face with your reflection. In the mirror, you could see a small smirk on Jake’s face as he lined up his cock with your entrance. He spat on his shaft before slowly sliding in, mumbling curse words at how wet and tight you were. “Drippin’ already and we just gettin’ started.” He flushed against you, going at a slow and steady pace so you could adjust to his size and once you gave him the green light, he began rutting into you, snaking his arm around your neck from behind. He had a secure yet comfortable hold on your neck, angling your head so you could look at how good he fucked you through the mirror.

When you felt him bottom out, his tip continuously pressing against your g-spot, feeling his strong thighs slamming against your ass, a series of moans passed through your lips. “Mmm, Ja-Jake!” His powerful thrusts were making your brain fuzzy, the only thoughts you could process were how good Jake was making you feel, how he was filling you up to the brim, making sure you took every single inch of him.

“Yeah, that’s it doll, let everyone hear how I’m tearin’ this pussy up.” He unwrapped his arm from your neck and placed both hands on your shoulders, increasing to a relentless speed, pounding into you with long, deep strokes, making your body shudder as your skin slapped together rhythmically.

“W-wait, M’Jake, sl-slow down.” The pressure from him hitting your cervix at the perfect angle was making your body quiver, the pleasure surged through your body and it was hard for you to keep up your strength.

Jake could feel you fluttering around his cock, a common tell that you were about to come. His gaze moved to your face, noticing how your head hanging down, making him plant a hard slap on your ass. “Nuh uh, I need you to look at how pretty you are as you take this dick.” He took your queue and wrapped his hand around it, pulling it just enough so you can lift your head.

Feeling the sting from his hand and the tug on your queue made a whimper emerge from your mouth as you focus on the reflection in front of you like Jake wants you to. The way your breasts were moving at their own pace, how Jake’s face contorted from pleasure each time your walls spasmed around him, and how Jake’s fingers sometimes lightly brushed the tendrils of your queue resulted in your orgasm hitting you full force.

Your gummy walls gripped him tightly as you felt the coil in your stomach snap. Sweet cries flied out of your mouth as your release coated his cock and stomach while your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you shouted out curse words in your native tongue as your body trembled under his touch.

“Yeah, that’s it baby, cream on daddy’s dick.” He sent another slap to your ass, still keeping his steady pace, groaning at how your cunt was eating his cock up.

It wasn’t long before you felt his cock twitching inside you, painting your walls with his warm seed and not pulling out until he was certain every drop of his semen had reached your womb. He gave you one last stroke before he pulled out, already missing your warmth surrounding him. He admired the fucked out look plastered on your face, loving how well you did, especially with something you’ve never done before.

“You were so good for me, sweetheart. You took me s’well.” He gently praised as he stood and picked you up bridal style, placing a kiss on your temple. “Let's get cleaned up and then we’ll go back into the forest. How does that sound?” You laid your head onto his chest and couldn’t help but purr, loving the way you just melted into his embrace. “Sounds perfect.”

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plzfeedmebread · 1 year

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Hold My Hand and Never Let Go

word count: 3360

Pairing: Jake Sully x Female! Omatikaya! Reader Tags/Warnings: adults only, smut, sex, mating, bonding Summary: Older sister of Neytiri, younger to Sylwanin. After Jake successfully becomes one of the people, you take him to visit the Tree of Voices. All the while battling your feelings for him.

Author's note: The scene in Chainsaw Man where Makima and Denji lewdly hold hands inspired me to write this. Was originally gonna be reader and Lo'ak but I wanted to make it lewd, so Jake it is! This is not proof read so apologies for any mistakes! I'll fix em up later~

When Neytiri first brought Jake Sully before the clan, like everyone else you were shocked beyond belief. You offered to cut him down where he stood, had she forgotten the sins of Demons and the Sky People? What they did to Sylwanin?

But by Eywa’s Will he is granted sanctuary amongst the clan. And much to your dismay, your mother, the Tsahik, puts you in charge of training this would be warrior.

Many moon cycles you spend together. It became excruciatingly clear how difficult the path ahead would be. But you persevered, powered by sheer determination and spite; Tsu’tey’s constant dismissal and antagonizing being the driving force.

Though he was future Olo'eyktan, and you future Tsahik, the two of you were not to be a mated pair. It was an unusual situation, but not entirely unheard of. Your parents knew all too well how much the two of you butted heads, always getting on each other’s nerves one way or another.

A compromise then; he would be mated to your younger sister Neytiri. She accepted, noting that he was a great warrior and a promising future leader; Sylwanin always spoke so highly of him.

You put him to the back of your mind, your only focus being Jake and his lessons. Slow at first, especially with the language, he eventually finds his rhythm.

And when he passed his Iknimaya, you were overjoyed beyond words. It filled you with such pride watching him fly his ikran as though he was a natural born Na’vi. Eywa must have truly blessed this man. The two of you giggled like fools as you flew side by side, teasing each other with fake collisions.

Neytiri laughed at your antics, while Tsu’tey merely rolled his eyes, deeming you two a bunch of children.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you painted him in white intricate swirls. And when father declared him one of the people, you smiled brighter than you thought possible. Watching everyone gather around to join hands upon hands, excepting him, you weren’t ashamed of the tears in your eyes. Your gaze briefly met Graces’, the two of you letting out soft laughs noticing each other’s tears.

The day was filled with merriment and celebration. Every artisan of the clan wanted his attention now, showing him their workings, honed by years of trade. Then day bled to evening, filled with feast, song and drink. And when evening bled into night, you stealthily pulled Jake away from the clan, wanting some alone time.

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Hurriedly you pull him along, your footsteps leaving light trails in the earth. This was your most favourite time, the night, when Eywa was at her most beautiful. Even when the sun eclipsed, She never left her people in the dark; lighting the world in a brilliance of colour.

You giggle when you feel Jake playfully tug on your tail as you arrive at your destination; the Tree of Voices. The grove is awash in soft violet and pink hues, almost romantic in a way.

“This is a place for prayers to be heard, and sometimes answered.” You explain as you grab some of the tree. You connect your kuru and smile softly.

“We call these trees, Utral Aymokriyä, The Tree of Voices. The voices of our ancestors.” You watch as Jake connects to the tree, his pupils dilating for a brief moment.

“I can hear them…” He looks shocked, almost like a babe connecting to Eywa for the first time. You suppose that perhaps that was true in his case.

“When our energy is returned, we live on within Eywa.” He nods and disconnects himself. You touch your hands to his broad chest.

“You are Omatikaya now. You may make your bow from the wood of Hometree…” You hesitate for but a moment, turning from him you hold your hand out to an atokirina.

“…And you may choose a woman. Or man.” You smirk over your shoulder at him. You giggled at the disgruntled face he makes.

“Woman. Definitely woman…You’re unmated too, right? Can I ask, how come you never chose anyone? You must’ve completed your iknimaya long before I came around…”

He is of course right. There is a pang in your chest as you think on it. Once upon a time you would have been mated to Tsu’tey; but your clashing personalities made such a pairing disastrous. So by your own hand, you sabotaged your own future.

You could have chosen another man, but the fallout with Tsu’tey left you with such a strong impression, you couldn’t bare the thought of Eywa rejecting another union; least of all if it were to be your fault.

You curse yourself then, for the feelings burning inside you. As you stare into Jake’s golden eyes, you know with utter certainty, that you desire him. Your heart yearns for him, aches for his touch. He makes you feel comfortable, safe. Like you can express yourself in ways you wouldn’t to others, and he wouldn’t judge you for it.

You explain to him then, the falling out you had with Tsu’tey, and how it made you feel thereafter. Your heart beats fast in your chest, anxiously you search his gaze for anything close to disgust, almost waiting for an upturned sneer.

But it never comes. He simply smiles down at you, something akin to adoration in those eyes. It fills you with renewed confidence.

“And now…I think I am ready to choose a mate once again…But, he must also choose me.” You grab a hold of his hand, holding it to your face as you stare up at him once more. You watch as realisation slowly takes over, his eyes widening in shock.

“Me?”

You nod, leaning into his hand with closed eyes.

“Yes you…” You whisper into his palm. When you open your eyes once more, you don’t expect to see his face drenched in conflict.

“Jake…?”

“[Y/N]…Of course I choose you, but…”

Oh Eywa no, here comes the rejection. You curse yourself once more, you should have known better, should have kept quiet.

But he doesn’t say anything more. You notice he is looking at his own hands, once pinching the palm of the other. He’s grimacing, lost in his own thoughts.

“The people accepted me, and I’m grateful, really I mean that, I couldn’t be happier…But a part of me still feels, because of my demon blood, can I really be true Na’vi? And, what if something happens to this body? Or, or what if something happens to the link bed I’m lying in? Are you sure you wanna risk being with someone who could drop dead at any second?”

You heart breaks. You had no idea he had been harbouring such thoughts, such insecurities. You grab his face in both your hands, pulling him to meet your eyes once more.

“You are more Na’vi than you give yourself credit for. Eywa saved you in that forest from my sister, and it is by Her Will, that you stand before me. Do not ever doubt yourself like this, you hear me? The man I see before me is not his past, but the future he needs only to reach out and grab with both hands.”

Jake’s lips quiver slightly, but he swallows his would be tears and instead smiles down at you. It feels like the sun kissing your skin. He hands move to grab your face in turn. He says nothing, but slowly leans forward. You tilt your head as you lean closer to him. He stops just shy of touching you, as if to give you one last chance to back away.

Not a fucking chance.

You close the gap without a moment of hesitation.

When your lips meet, you can’t help but inhale sharply. The feeling of his soft lips on yours, it is as though something burst inside you; flooding you with a calming warmth. It seeps into your very bones, bringing an unexpected relief, and a sense of Home.

Tentatively, he moves his mouth against yours. Each move slow and meaningful. His thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones. You press yourself harder, deepening the kiss. He moans into your mouth when you do, and he feels you smirk against him.

Cheeky.

He licks your bottom lip, and when you squeak in surprise, he wastes no time invading you with his long thick wet tongue. Your legs feel weak as he explores every part of your mouth, from the tips of your fangs, to the slick of your own tongue. The two of you tangle in each other, tasting, lapping up each other, until the need to breath becomes too much.

Slowly you pull away, laboured breath mixing with one another. He rests his forehead against you, his eyes search yours, though you know not for what. You kiss him lightly on the nose, giving him the reassurance he so desperately seeks.

You take a step back, grabbing his hand in yours as you lower yourself to the ground. When the two of you are knelt before one another, you hold his hand up to yours.

“When Na’vi mate…It is a life long bond. We connect our kuru, our queues together. Through it, you will feel what I feel, and I you…Na’vi are taught from a very young age, how sacred this bond is. It is the most spiritual way you will connect with someone, other than Eywa herself. So it cannot happen, until you find your one true mate…It is also, very, very erotic…Or so I’m told,” you can’t help the blush that adorns your face.

You notice though, that Jake doesn’t seem to be shy at all. He looks at you with such reverence. But there is also something behind his gaze, you dare say, almost predatory. As you he would devour you given the chance. The thought alone excites you, a spark igniting a warmth deep within your loins.

“So you tellin’ me young Na’vi teenagers don’t fool around?” You let out a short laugh at his question.

“Some do. But not always. The urges of the body can take over, but tsaheylu will always be sacred. And for some, they would rather share their first time with their mate.” He nods at your explanation.

“So have you ever…?” You shake your head in response.

“Have…you?”

“…In my Sky People body, yeah…” You nod in understanding; the revelation doesn’t surprise you. His people had different cultures from yours, and you mostly chose to remain untouched due to your own fear of rejection.

“Are you nervous?” He asks and you nod.

“But…It’s something I’ve thought about for a very long time…” Your fingers graze his palm, before you slide your fingers between his and gently hold his hand.

“I believe, mating, having sex, the better you understand the other person, the better it feels…I often wondered what my mate would look like…How long, would his fingers be?” Up and down your lithe fingers stroke the space between his own.

“Would his palm be warm, or cold?” You gently grasp his hand, bringing it to cup your face.

“How would it feel, to have him caress my ears?” You press his fingers around the tip of your ear. You bring his other hand to your mouth, gently taking his thumb between your teeth.

“How would it feel, to have him in my mouth? Taste him on my tongue?” Slowly, you let your tongue glide over his digit, sucking him into your mouth. Jake audibly gasps as you, you hear his tail swish behind him excitedly.

You remove his thumb slowly, pressing a kiss to the tip before you move his hand back down. He gulps audibly.

“You, sure you haven’t done this before?” His voice is anxious, and you revel in that fact.

“I am sure…Now, come. Let us mate before Eywa, ma Jake.” You move your queue to the space between you to, and he mirrors your actions.

You watch with baited breath as the pink tendrils seek each other, slowly entwining in brilliant white.

The feeling that floods you is near indescribable; a euphoria done little to know justice from words alone. It is as though you have lived your life as but a portion of a whole being, suddenly made whole through the bond. You feel his heart beating fast in his own chest, but also reverence he holds for you; as though you were the one to paint the stars in the sky, or hold moonlight in your hands.

He pulls you to him, burying his face into the crook of your neck. He bites and licks at the sensitive flesh, eliciting soft moans from you. The unexpected pleasure he feels through the bond pulls a low moan from the back of his throat.

His hands are on you, exploring you, every inch of skin set alight as his fingers glide over you. His mouth trails kisses down to your chest. He gives your nipple a teasing lick, before taking the bud into his mouth. He sucks and licks until it perks, then moves to do the same to the other. Your fingers thread through his hair as he does, short gasps leaving you as he does.

The pleasure travels down into your loins, the warmth slicking your walls.

Once he’s satisfied, he sits up to press his mouth to yours in a bruising kiss. He is far less gentle this time, mouth dominating your own for control, tongue lapping and invading your mouth without warning.

His hand travels down to your sex, gently cupping you through your loin cloth. You moan shamelessly into his mouth as you feel him gently stroke you.

The pleasure is soft and gentle, with a promise of something grand in the distance. But this friction is not enough. You whine when he grazes your clothed clit, and it’s all the indication he needs. He tugs at the hem and you hurriedly undo the seams.

His hand his on you again, fingers gently prying into your aching core. When he feels the wetness of you, he moans and breaks the kiss.

“This all for me baby? You’re so wet already and I’ve barely touched you,” he nips at your lip. You gasp as he coats himself in your juices, then gently start stroking your clit.

“J-Jake…” His name feels like a prayer from your lips.

Slowly he moves into you, pressing one finger into your throbbing pussy. He moves his thumb to rub your clit, all the while he pumps that singular long digit in and out of you.

Your cunt sings with a pleasure you never thought possible, your walls becoming wetter with each deft stroke. The pleasure spreads to every inch of you, ecstasy dancing on every nerve. The pleasure only grows when he inserts a second finger. The coil inside you tightening, the promise of orgasm growing ever closer.

Your hands wrap around his shoulders, pulling him as close to you as possible. You can’t help but grind yourself against his hand, your body demanding more friction.

“Yes, yes, yes ma Jake!” Your voice sings his praises and he quickens his pace.

“That’s is baby, you’re so close I can feel it. Cum on your mate’s fingers,” He moves his mouth to your ear and bites down gently. With one final pump of his fingers you cry out loud as your orgasm hits you. Your walls clentch tightly to his fingers, all the while his thumb gently strokes you as you ride out your pleasure.

When the sensation becomes overwhelming, you whine and tap in on the shoulder. Thankfully he relents, and slowly removes himself from your core.

But the night’s not over yet, and you feel as though that was but a taste of the whole meal.

You can feel his hardened cock aching through the bond.

Instinctively you lay on your back, pulling him with you. You spread your legs as wide as you can, and he nestles between. He removes himself from the constraints of his clothes.

Slowly he rubs his member up and down your slit, lubricating himself as he pumps his hand up and down.

His eyes find yours. Your hand rests beside your face, and he threads his fingers with yours. He squeezes and you squeeze back, nodding your head.

Slowly he starts pushing himself inside you. The feeling is strange and unfamiliar, perhaps even a little uncomfortable. He takes his time though, and you feel the strain of his willpower to move at such a pace. Once he is buried to the hilt, he lets out a shaky breath, resting his head beside you. His laboured breath tickles your ear.

He’s waiting for you to get used to the feeling, giving your body a moment to adjust to the stretch. The uncomfortable feeling from before doesn’t take long to subside, and is instead replaced with a soft pleasant feeling.

You kiss his check, and gently grind yourself against him, encouraging him to move. He groans into your ear, the deep guttural sound of his voice tickling your stomach.

He slowly removes himself, just before the tip, before slamming right back into you. The pleasure that hits you is so sudden you can’t help the loud moan it rips from your throat. He doesn’t wait this time.

With reckless abandon he’s pounding into you, his cock moulding itself into your throbbing walls of your needy pussy. Each thrust makes the most lewd squelch of wetness and flesh you have ever heard. It arouses you even more.

Faster he fucks you, the coil of pleasure tightening once again, threatening to snap at a moments notice. His moans are low and breathless, curse words sprinkled in between as he rides his pleasure within your centre.

Your legs wrap around his waist, allowing his dick to hit a place even deeper than before. Your eyes shut tight as the pleasure nearly overwhelms you. You feel his other hand cup your face, the other still holding your hand tight.

“Open your eyes, [Y/N], please. I wanna see you when you cum.”

With some effort, you open your eyes to lock your gaze with his. The feeling in your heart explodes a million times over as you feel his love for you through the bond, and the joining of your sex. It brings tears to your eyes.

“I love you Jake—my mate—my Jake—forever! I’m so close! Please! Don’t stop!”

He presses a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too [Y/N]…Cum for me again baby, let me feel you one more time.”

The cord snaps and your orgasm hits you hard. The moan from your lips burgeoning on a scream. Your cunt squeezes his cock for all it’s worth. The pleasure burns pleasantly from your clit to the tip of your kuru.

Jake continues his brutal pace while you ride out your orgasm. The sensations that flood him through the bond are enough to bring him to his own release.

“[Y/N]!” With your name on his lips, it only takes a few more thrusts before his burying himself as deep as he can, your pelvis bone aching, as he paints your walls with his seed.

He gives you a few more hard thrusts as he rides out his orgasm.

Finally he collapses on top of you, both of you well spent.

He rolls himself onto his back, pulling you with him. He doesn’t remove himself from you, nor does the bond release.

You lay on top of him then, head reasting on his chest. You listen to the rapid beating of his heart; it fills you again with the feeling of home.

Your hand idly traces the glowing stars on his chest. You are both warm and sweaty. Sticky from your exertions. The air is thick with the scent of mating. But neither of you mind.

One arm wraps around you, securing you to him. He brings his other hand to yours, entwining your fingers in a tight embrace.

“I love you, [Y/N]…”

“I love you too, ma Jake. Hold my hand, and never let go.”

You squeeze his hand, and he squeezes back.

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❄️ Kinkmas - 03. Lingerie/Stockings ❄️

Jake Sully x female omatikaya reader

⋆｡° ✮ Minors dni 🔞

⋆｡° ✮ Kinkmas Masterlist

⋆｡° ✮ Warnings: teasing, age difference, face sitting, scent kink

Jake can’t seem to take his eyes off of you and really, who can blame him if you look like this?

His gaze traces it‘s way up from your delicate ankles, over your calves and up to your soft thighs. His eyes are automatically drawn to the bare strip of smooth skin between the lace-topped stockings and the fringe of those red panties. Your tail nervously curls behind your back, swaying from side to side as he drags his gaze up further, over the garter belt on your hips, and up your stomach and chest, to the deep flustered blush spreading over your cheeks.

"I‘ve got good taste, don’t you think?" Jake smirks proudly, stepping closer and running his hands along your sides and god damn. He had imagined what you would look like dressed like this dozens -hundreds- of times, but seeing it become reality is something his imagination could never live up to.

"For an old man? Yeah, sure…", you mumble, self-consciously fiddling with the lace of your stocking.

"C’mon. You look fucking fantastic, kid", he grins teasingly. "Delicious enough to eat, actually."

You gulp slightly as his hands tug you close by the straps of your garterbelt, mouth hovering by your ear as he whispers, “What about you, hm? What did you think of my gift?”

He nips at your ear and neck, almost causing your knees to buckle and you bite your bottom lip to stay focused.

"This is stupid", you grumble, blushing harder as your eyes avoid his lust filled gaze. "I look stupid… in those demon clothes."

Pants and a shirt, that would’ve been one thing, but you hadn’t been prepared for the matching set of human undergarments, lingerie and stockings Jake had called them, as he basically begged you to wear them for him.

Jake laughs at your response, catching you up against him by wrapping one strong arm around your waist. This is all too much, you think, embarrassment burning in your cheeks as you try to pull away, but he only holds you closer.

"Don’t", he then says seriously. "I’m not laughing at you, I promise. Love that you’re doing this for me." His hands roam down again, gently kneading your ass in both of his big palms and you can’t help but whimper a little.

"You look so hot, baby. Such a pretty little thing, all dressed for me", Jake says breathlessly. "You have no idea what you’re doing to me."

You hum softly, softer than you’d meant, and his eyes snap up to yours. For a moment, his expression shifts from lust to something more tender, and he cups your face in his hands, tilting your face up for a kiss.

The smile on his face then turns dirty again as he lets a low groan slip, "C‘mon pretty, get your hands on me, help me undress. You deserve a little treat for being such a good girl", he says, eyeing your reaction. You nod, all too eager to feel him properly.

Quickly, you unfasten his loincloth, allowing it to fall, and him to step out of it.

Perching on the edge of his bed, Jake spreads his legs invitingly, stroking his hands from knee to inner thigh, giving a slow tug to his throbbing cock as watches you. "C‘mere, kid."

You pad forward on bare feet, and when Jake leans forward, he places a teasing kiss to your stomach. A shuddering breath leaves your lips as he suddenly begins to trace his tongue around your navel and down to the hem of your lace panties, and it sends a flash of want through you.

Simultaneously, his hands are sliding up the back of your legs to your ass, hands squeezing your cheeks firmly as he hooks one of your legs up to stand on his thigh, while he buries his nose against your mound. His warm breath seeps through the fabric of your panties and you moan as it ghosts over your clit.

"Fuck, you smell so good", the words come out rushed and you’re almost scared he’s gonna suffocate himself like this. Not that he seemed to mind. "Want you like is", he groans against you, "feels so good against your cute little pussy doesn’t it? You gonna come in those panties for me, baby girl?”

"Y-Yes", you gasp sharply, and it’s all you can manage when Jake starts to grinds his face against your clothes cunt. He groans as his nose rubs against your clit, his tongue gliding over the fabric adds further to the stimulation and you slowly start to ride his face like this. Your hips buck against his mouth and his hands do little to hold you still.

It doesn’t take long until your hands are tugging harshly on his dreads, guiding him to kiss and lick and rub against the spot you needed him most, until it’s all too much– too hot, too good, and it’s been too long since the last time you did this. You can’t help the tremble of your thighs as you soak through the fabric of your panties, coming with a whiny plea of his name, while Jake hungrily groans against into your pussy.

By the way his still lustful gaze meets yours as he licks his lips and pulls your slip aside, guiding you to sit on his cock, you know that this won’t be the last time he‘ll make you wear those strange human clothes. But the delicious stretch of his throbbing cock as he slowly impales you on it, actually makes you look forward to this, even though you would never admit that out loud.

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bubblebaththoughts · 5 months

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Innocence

Jake Sully x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, P in V, Innocent reader, Corruption Kink, Older-Jake Sully, Oral!Male receiving.

“Come ‘ere baby.” Jake beckoned you forward with a small flick of his fingers

You stared at him from across the room, your eyes wide with curiosity. Stories had been told about him for longer than you could remember.

Now you stood alone with the mighty Toruk Makto, and he was waiting for you.

He smiled at you, and you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. You quickly looked away, but you could feel his eyes still burning into you.

You were sure he could see your flushed cheeks and hear your heart pounding.

“It’s alright, don’t hide yourself now.” Jake tried to reassure you, tilting his head, stepping towards you instead of waiting anymore.

You tried to regain your composure, but it was no use; you could still feel his gaze burning into her. He continued to walk slowly towards you, his movements smooth and predatory.

“Somethin’ wrong darlin’?” He asked he approached you, taking you by the chin to make you look up at him

“N-nothing’s wrong.” You trembled, struggling to even breathe in the moment

His touch was electric, and you felt your whole body trembling with anticipation. He leaned in and your lips met, and you felt a spark of electricity course through your body.

The kiss deepened, and you began to feel your body respond to his touch. His hands began to wander, exploring your curves and eliciting a soft moan from your lips. His touch was gentle yet firm, and it felt like he knew exactly what he was doing.

And he definitely did.

He pulled away, and you felt a sense of loss. He smiled down at you then, and you felt your heart flutter wildly in your chest. He pulled you into another kiss with a tight embrace and you melted into him, feeling his warmth surround you.

He slowly began to undo your tweng, his hands exploring your deep blue skin. His eyes were filled with desire as he moved his hands over your body, and you felt your own desire rising with each touch.

He then removed your skimpy top and you felt exposed and vulnerable in front of him. He smiled down at you, and you felt a wave of desire wash over you. He sat down on the huge tree root that had coverings on it to resemble a bed, and you followed him, your body trembling with anticipation.

Your hands are shaking as you approach him, your heart pounding. You can feel his eyes on you. He looks so confident, and you feel a little bit scared. But you can't help but feel a thrill of excitement too.

He nodded down, letting you know where he needed you.

You take a deep breath and kneel down in front of him. His eyes never leave yours and you can feel the heat radiating off of him. You can see the bulge under his tweng.

You take a deep breath and reach out to touch him. You can feel the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips, and you feel a wave of desire run through you. You start to work your hands up his length, and you can feel the muscles in his legs tense with anticipation.

“Don’t tease.” He grunted, his hand coming up to push your hair back behind your ear.

You take your time, exploring every inch of him. He is so hard and you can feel the desire coursing through your veins. You start to move your hands lower, and you can feel his breathing become more labored. You move your hands lower still, and you can feel his hips bucking in response. You look up to him, his eyes filled with lust as his head tilted down at you.

“Go on.” He urged you, untying his tweng for you

Your mouth starts to water, and you can feel the anticipation building inside of you. You lean forward and press your lips to his throbbing cock. You can feel the warmth of his skin against yours and you can taste the salty sweetness of his precum.

You start to move your mouth up and down his length, taking your time and exploring every inch of him.

“Ease up on the teeth baby.” His hand found the back of your head, not pushing you down but just to guide you.

He can feel your inexperience, but he is gentle and patient. His hands start to roam over your body, caressing your skin as you explore him.

You take him deeper into your mouth. His breathing becomes more labored and he starts to thrust his hips into your mouth. You can feel his orgasm building, and he lets out a deep, guttural moan as he releases into your mouth.

“You sure you’re new at this?” He laughed breathlessly “Gonna swallow it all?”

You take your time licking and sucking him clean, and you can feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins. He looks at you with admiration, and you can feel a wave of satisfaction wash over you.

He pulls you off of him, letting you lay your face down on his thigh.

He pulled you onto his lap and she felt his hardness pressing against her. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, his hands exploring her body. She felt her body responding to his touch, and her desire for him was growing with each passing second.

“You ever had one inside you?” Jake asked, referring to his cock that he was rubbing gently on the lips of your pussy

You were semi-surprised by his bold question, but still, you nodded, whispering out a meek “Yes.”.

He sharply inhaled, his hand coming down to your hips, using them the grind you against him, “Was he any good? Did he know how to use it, baby?”

“Oh.. Uh I-I don’t know.” You trembled

“So he didn’t.” Jake shrugged “That’s alright, c’mere baby.” He pulled you down by your hips, lining his cock up perfectly.

He slowly entered you, and you gasped as your body adjusted to his size. He moved slowly at first, his thrusts gentle yet powerful. You could feel your desire growing with each thrust, and soon your body was trembling with pleasure.

He increased his speed and the pleasure intensified, and soon you were moaning and shaking with pleasure. He moved faster and faster, and you felt your body shaking with pleasure and pleasure as your orgasm built up inside.

Finally, with one last thrust, you felt you body explode with pleasure.

“There you go, uhuh…” Jake growled as he buried his head into your neck “Feels real good when you squeeze around me like that.”

You felt your body shaking almost uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. Going almost comes limp in his arms as he continued to rut into you.

He followed you over the edge, and soon you were both lying in a tangled heap on the makeshift bed, your bodies spent and satisfied.

He pulled you close and kissed you tenderly, “You’re mine now, got it?” He growled

You only whined into his shoulder, but he took that as your understanding.

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hidden-snow · 2 months

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‿୨♡ Ｄａｄｄｙ＇ｓＬｉｔｔｌｅＰｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ ♡୧‿

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

Characters:// Jake x Na’vi reader

Word count // 1,785

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wanna have your baby, daddy. Please?”

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

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

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

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

“Y-yes, daddy.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Good girl.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“N-n-need to cum, daddy. Please?”

“No.”

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

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

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

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

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

“You know daddy loves you, right?”

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

“Yeah. Daddy’s little princess.”

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MY PRETTY BOY ♡

— synopsis: while cuddling with your best friend, you soon notice the bulge in his loincloth. you decide to help him out the only way you know how.

— warnings: 18+ content (MDNI). handjob. sub!jake + afab!reader. pet names. subtle mommy kink (jake calls reader ‘mama’ a few times). praise kink. cum eating.

you’re cuddling with your best friend as per usual. jake’s arm is coiled around your shoulder, and your head is resting upon his firm chest. the only sounds were your shared breaths, just you and jake enjoying much needed time together. his bed was always the cosiest. and his hut had become your sanctuary, too.

jake was hyper aware of your touch. the way your body moulded with his own made him gulp nervously — especially the feeling of your soft tits pressed up against his side. he felt everything. it was secretly getting to the na’vi man, and his hips would squirm unconsciously every now and then. you wouldn’t take much notice to this movement, considering your eyes were closed as you rested soundly. his ragged breaths weren’t that unusual.

after a few minutes, you wanted to adjust the position of your leg. you hummed quietly to yourself, bending your knee and overlapping it across jake’s tummy. your calf dangerously close to his crotch. jake’s breath hitches as your frail arm drapes across his chest, your entire body latched onto his side as you obliviously enjoyed your little cuddle session. his mind was running at 10 m/ph. he felt so dirty for the way he was thinking, but he couldn’t control the blood that was rushing to his dick. every touch from you was like heaven, and the bulge beneath his loincloth was growing exponentially.

the poor baby has no idea what to do. how does he tell his best friend that she makes him rock hard? that he fantasies about fucking her every night before he goes to bed? that he fists his cock whenever he gets way too worked up, turning into a whimpering mess at the thought of thrusting inside her tight pussy? jake was at a loss. and on top of that, he was embarrassed beyond belief. it wouldn’t be too long before you came face to face with the fact your best friend was a little perv. at least, that’s how jake assumed you’d see him.

your eyes didn’t open, but a subtle shift in your leg brushed across jake’s hard-on. this alone made a soft moan leave his lips, one that didn’t go unnoticed by you. “jake?” you whispered, soon glancing up at your best friend and watching as his face grew a deep mauve. he refused to look at you, going as far as turning his head to the side as if he were holding back tears. you lifted your calf, now seeing the true effect you had on him. the straining of his cock looked almost painful, and there was already a damp blotching in the fabric.

the humiliation on jake’s face was apparent, and you sympathised with him. he was a sensitive man, you’d known this since the day he latched himself onto you. the last thing you felt for jake was disgust - if anything, you wanted to help him out. that’s what friends were for, right?

“hey, look at me.” you’d coo softly, bringing your hand up to jake’s face and gently forcing his head to face you. it took him a few moments to look down at you, and his pretty eyes were filled with tears. he didn’t want to lose your friendship, you were the most important person in his life. “you want me to help you out?”

jake was shocked…you wanted what? you were actually offering to help him, rather than pushing him away? the man sat there silently for a moment, the surprised expression on his face contorting into intrigue as the seconds passed. he’d craved nothing more than for you to want him. not just platonically, but sexually. and here you were, laid besides him with a mischievous smile. there was no way in hell that he was going to pass up on this opportunity.

“…yeah. p-please.”

you smiled at jake’s timidness, the two of you remaining in your cuddled position. his body was so stiff, and it wouldn’t take long before he was relaxing in your embrace.

your head remained on his puffing chest, eyes focused on the bulge protruding from jake’s loincloth. you gently untied the simple knot on his side, pushing aside the covering for easier access. “eywa.” you gasped to yourself as jake’s cock was exposed to you. he let out a breathless whine, his throbbing dick springing out and hitting his abdomen. you were taken back by the size and girth, it was certainly a delicious sight.

“how pretty.” you drawled, brushing your thumb across his bulbous tip. pre-cum glazed across the head, dripping down the side of his veiny length. jake’s speech was stuttered and staggered, barely able to form a coherent sentence.

you spat into your palm, soon coiling your slender fingers around jake’s fat cock. with the saliva and oozing release from his slit, it provided you enough lubrication to pump him comfortably. you were so casual as you cuddled jake, jerking him off with deliberate, slow movements. you already felt him pulsing on your grip, his hips desperately bucking in the air for faster friction. you didn’t stop him from doing so, and let your best friend thrust himself witn your hand.

“oh, shit.” jake groaned loudly, his back arching off the bed as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. your delicate hand was like heaven to jake, and he could only imagine how good it’d feel to fuck you for real. “god, faster. f-faster!”

you kept that agonising pace, not once giving into jake’s pleas. you wanted to hear him beg a little more, and a little smirk crept onto your lips. “say please.” you taunted jake, fisting his cock even slower just to make him whine dramatically. he was so fucking desperate, and the way he glanced down at you with flattened ears nearly made you let up. “be a good boy and use your manners.”

“please, mama.” jake’s tone was so bashful and urgent, that suggestive name made you want to giggle. this grown man was puddy in your hands - you’d singlehandedly made toruk makto buckle. and now he was calling you mama? how precious. you couldn’t say no to such a pretty, little thing.

“that’s it. you’re so good fr’mama.” you praised jake, gliding your wet hand faster and jerking him with a delicious speed. you’d alternate your hand from twisting around his length, to pumping him relentlessly. each motion had jake’s thighs clenching, biting hellishly on his bottom lip till blood was nearly drawn.

your words of praise awakened something within jake, and he wanted nothing more than to receive your validation. each time you gave him a little compliment, all while jerking him off, only heightened how horny he was. the na’vi man was reduced to nothing but whimpers and grunts of pleasure. his climax was building rapidly within him, but he didn’t want to cum yet. he wanted to hold on longer just to impress you.

jake’s cock was so pretty. the way it pulsed and twitched in your hand made you want to lap up every drop of arousal that leaked from his tip. the azure skin glistened with his own pre-cum, mixed with your spit. the white, sporadic freckles down the length was almost picture perfect. you wanted more than to just jerk him off. you wanted him inside you, jn every way possible. to feel his girth stretching you out till you were cumming all over his happy trail. eywa, he was beautiful. and the same exact thoughts were swirling through his own mind.

“look at you. such a pretty boy.” you’d say quietly, pressing a few gentle kisses across his bare shoulder. you paid extra attention to the base of jake’s cock and showing his heavy balls some love. you’d fondle them in your hand for a moment, squeezing them gently and rubbing the fullness. this new sensation earned a string of loud moans from jake, and brought him closer to release. you wanted nothing more than to suck on them while getting him off, but you had to be patient. both of you had to be patient.

“christ, m-m’so close.” jake panted through whimpers, gripping the white sheets below him as his hips frantically slammed against your hand. with your tight grip and sweet voice, it was a miracle he hadn’t already came. “mama, please..mmhm!”

as much as you wanted to deny jake’s orgasm, his screwed up expressions and watering eyes were making you soft. your fingers glided up towards the tip, pumping and twisting the reddened tip to coax out his release. you leaned closer to his ear, whispering sensually as you gently bit the lobe. “c’mon, baby. cum for me.”

that was all jake needed to hear. with a few final pumps of his hard cock, he’d easily reached that sweet release. “yes, y..yes…fuck!”

jake cum spurted out of the tip and lathered his abdomen and your hand. it practically sprayed out, leaving your fingertips sticky with his warm release. your best friend’s eyes were wide open, staring up at the ceiling as his chest heaved up and down. you’d given him that ecstasy he’d been craving ever since he met you, and it was so addicting. he laid there silently for a moment, trying to compose himself as a single tear drop rolled down his face. the weight of his orgasm was immense, and he’d never felt such relief in his entire life.

“holy shit.” jake muttered to himself, unsure of what else to possibly say.

you looked down at your sticky hand, and back towards a breathless jake. you didn’t even think twice before bringing your fingers to his mouth, inserting them past his lips and making jake swallow his own cum. not surprisingly, he lapped up every drop as he tiredly glanced down at you. jake sucked on your wet digits hungrily, grunting and moaning while his tongue swirled around the tips. the role of submission he was falling into made his cock hard once again, though his had absolutely no shame this time around.

you truly had him wrapped around your pinky finger.

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