#just surviving

[klutzykelzy]

nothing i do or take fills the hole inside me :(

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[kindoffruity]

Good Boy - Chapter One (NSFW)

Summary: Ao’nung has watched Neteyam for years, wanting to give his Forest Boy everything he’s wanted. Neteyam doesn’t know what he wants, but every time Ao’nung whispers how much of a good boy he is, the void in his heart is filled and he is complete.

Warning: If you have read any of my other work, erase your If you have read any of my other work, erase your mind, this is just porn with a plot- or mainly, Neteyam slutting himself out to feel important, Ao’nung does treasure him though and it is consensual of course. This is 100% bad coping! I will say this- I would say Minors DNI. I know you probably will anyways though 🤦🏽‍♀️

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Good Boy - Chapter One

There was no denying Neteyam’s constant desire to be praised, he was a people pleaser at heart. Neteyam was sure his father’s goals were intended to keep him out of harm's way, perhaps that was why his father was so hard on him. Neteyam was rarely complimented when he did something correct, even at the ripe age of 21, most of the feedback he had received was what he could have done better. How come he made a mistake? How could he not keep his siblings on a short leash?

It was exhausting.

Neteyam was never good enough, and that thought usually sat with him. It forced him to try his best to excel at everything he did, he offered to help the Metkayina clan as much as he could. Occasionally, the older Na’vi’s would compliment him and tell him how great he was. It was refreshing, but it never really filled that void.

Though, one morning he did come close to filling it.

“Neteyam, you work hard. Why?” Ao’nung called out to him. Ao’nung’s voice had deepened throughout the years. With that voice, came a large build with muscles that subtly flexed with each movement. Ao’nung was taller than Tonowari now, it always took Neteyam by surprise to see just how big Ao’nung was.

“Because, I need to earn my place in this reef.” Neteyam responded almost instantly, the thought was ingrained in him. Neteyam needed to be useful. Neteyam moved to cast out nets to start their early morning catch.

“I don’t think that’s what it is. You have been here for 6 years now, you are part of our clan regardless.” Ao’nung spoke while leaning against one of the poles, he had just been watching Neteyam the entire time. Crystal blue eyes trailing from the back of Neteyam’s neck down towards his bouncing baby tail.

“If you are not going to listen to me, why do you even bother asking me? I have been here for 6 years, our siblings are promised to one-another, and yet, you have hardly changed.” Neteyam spoke with a huff, tossing his head back to look at Ao’nung. Neteyam was a bit taken aback by what he saw, Ao’nung’s eyes were locked on him but he wasn’t staring at his face. Those eyes were everywhere but where they should have been.

“Do you know what I think?” Ao’nung started to speak, his voice dropping lower as a smirk overtook his lips. Neteyam couldn’t help but feel nervous underneath those eyes, “W-what do you think?” Neteyam hated how his voice seemed to crack as his nervousness overtook him.

“I think you spent the last 6 years working harder than anyone else because you’re trying to prove yourself,” Ao’nung took a pause in his words, gauging his reaction to see if he was right. Neteyam’s ears flattened, Ao’nung realized he had hit a sensitive spot. “You run around in that cute little waist belt, trying your absolute hardest, but no one ever sees that. You’re up early, and the last one in bed. You’re always responsible for your brother’s mistakes, and it drives you crazy, because no one even says thank you.” Aonung really hit home with his words. Neteyam took a deep breath and straightened himself up, turning to face him.

Neteyam had flushed cheeks, he felt anxious underneath the others gaze and played with his necklace a bit to calm himself down before he spoke, “You noticed though..” Neteyam spoke quietly; it dawned to him that Ao’nung must have been watching him. “I have noticed.” Ao’nung reaffirmed, he was laidback against the wooden post, his large arms folded across his stomach.

There was a silence between the two as Neteyam gathered his thoughts and took everything in about Ao’nung, despite being leaned back there was something alluring about Ao’nung. It was drawing Neteyam in, it was a confidence he didn’t have in himself, something he could only describe as dominance.

“Is that all…? I have other matters to attend,” Neteyam felt like he would squirm if Ao’nung stared any longer, he needed to go. He needed to be far away to cool his thoughts. Neteyam tried to rush away, walking past Ao’nung. Whatever this was- it was weird, Neteyam felt his heart racing.

“I did not say you could leave,” Ao’nung spoke just as Neteyam stepped past him, Neteyam stopped midstep, as if something was forcing him back. “Come here, forest boy.” Ao’nung hadn’t yelled at him, he hardly changed tones, but Neteyam felt a need to comply. Neteyam turned around, trying to hide the flush building on his cheeks.

“Ao’nung.. I really must be going if there is nothing left.” Neteyam couldn’t look him in the eyes, he felt a large hand tug on his wrist and suddenly his back was pushed against the wooden pole Ao’nung had just been leaning on. “Clearly, I am not done,” Ao’nung spoke low, the Metkayina boy managed to send shivers down Neteyam’s spine.

“I see how hard you work.. I know you want to be worshiped and praised even, I want to give that to you.” Ao’nung had grasped both of Neteyam’s wrists with one hand and placed them over his head, keeping a gentle but firm hold. Ao’nung’s leg pressed firmly between Neteyam’s legs, as if locking Neteyam in place.

Neteyam was at a loss for words, he allowed himself to be placed in such a compromising position. He was a warrior, yet he allowed himself to be pinned to this pole, a firm thigh pressed in between his own. Ao’nung spoke to him and the words sounded so sweet, it sounded like a promise, a dream to him. Neteyam wanted to be worshiped, he wanted to be told how good he was doing. Neteyam’s breathing seemed to slow down as he locked eyes with Ao’nung for what seemed like an eternity.

“Let me treat you like the good boy that you are, I know you want that..” Ao’nung practically purred into his ear, he leaned close to his ear, his hair tickling Neteyam’s shoulder. It seemed to ease Neteyam as the words settled. Neteyam wanted to be a good boy, he hadn’t realized how much this desire was there until Ao’nung was promising it to him.

“Ao’nung.. Do you mean that?” Neteyam finally spoke, he couldn’t believe he had been this desperate, his arms ached but he didn’t dare move them. Neteyam needed to know this wasn’t some sick joke, Neteyam glanced around making sure they were alone. It was so early, many were still in bed.

“I mean every word.. I want to make you mine, I’ll praise you and give you everything you’ve ever wanted. I’ve watched you for a while, I know how hard you work, I admire that about you.” Ao’nung held sincerity in his voice as he spoke, pressing a chaste kiss to Neteyam’s ear. Neteyam practically whimpered from the kiss, or perhaps it was the words and idea of being useful to Ao’nung.

“Beautiful.. I always knew your whimpers would sound like a gift from Eywa herself..” Ao’nung’s thigh pressed further up in between the darker Na’vi’s thighs, a low heat brewing behind Neteyam’s loincloth as he was held in such a vulnerable position. But Ao’nung was whispering compliments into his ear, telling him how perfect he was, Ao’nung hardly touched him but Neteyam’s whole body was on fire.

Golden eyes were dazed with an unknown lust brewing as he was pressed against the pole. “Ao’nung.. Please.. People are starting to awake..” Neteyam’s voice was hushed, as if he didn’t want to be let go; rather, he needed to be let go. Ao’nung’s lips trailed from the ear he had been whispering compliments in, downwards to Neteyam’s neck, planting soft kisses that left patches of heat everywhere those lips touched.

“Just a little more.. I have pictured this moment for years..” Ao’nung’s free hand was exploring Neteyam’s petite body, rough hands on Neteyam’s back and down to cup his ass, a firm squeeze left Neteyam squirming underneath the hot touches all over. Ao’nung was feeling him up and doing whatever he wanted, but Neteyam didn’t feel bad about it. In fact, he had never felt more at peace than he did now. There was no other thought in the world besides Ao’nung and his strong hands, those hands were worshiping every curve of his body like a piece of art.

Neteyam couldn’t even hold back the small whimpers, he did manage to bite back the moans that threatened to escape when Ao’nung teased a particularly sensitive spot. Neteyam looked at Ao’nung with a want that he had never felt before, the two locked eyes for a moment before Ao’nung had overtook his lips, planting a passionate kiss to Neteyam’s lips that left him breathless. The hand on his wrists dropped and Neteyam was being hoisted up by Ao’nung’s strong arms. Instinctively, Neteyam’s legs wrapped around his waist as passion overtook them. Neteyam’s freed hands laced in Ao’nung’s curls as their tongues wrestled.

People were starting to awaken and it was Ao’nung who reluctantly pulled away from the steamy kiss, it was clear it took everything from the Water Na’vi to pull away. Neteyam was flushed, panting with his mouth hung open as he tried to catch his breath. “Fuck… You are perfect..I want to be the only one to ever see this..” Ao’nung referred to how dazed Neteyam had looked, slightly swollen lips and faintly marked wrists from where he had held his wrists. Aonung slowly dropped Neteyam’s legs back on the ground, mesmerized by how those thighs fit so well in his hands.

“Fix your face, beautiful. I’ll see you this evening.” Ao’nung cupped Neteyam’s face briefly, admiring his face and had a smug look on his face, “That’s a good boy..” Ao’nung practically purred, leaning in as if to kiss him but then pulling away when he realized someone was going to approach the dock soon.

Ao’nung left.

Neteyam was standing there entirely baffled, his cheeks tinted, his body felt high and sensitive, even his knees wanted to give out on him. Neteyam could still feel those rough hands all over him even though they were gone. Neteyam tried to brush the memory out of his brain but Ao’nung whispering he was a good boy and groaning while kissing him- wasn’t something Neteyam could easily forget.

It was the closest he had ever felt to being completed.

The whole day dragged on for Neteyam, he could constantly feel Ao’nung’s eyes on him whenever they were close. But Neteyam didn’t hate it. In fact, he felt like he had a purpose, he wanted to show off for Ao’nung; whether that meant working just a bit harder than everyone else or bending down a little further when Ao’nung was particularly close. Neteyam wasn’t sure what unlocked in him, but he wanted Ao’nung constantly looking at him.

Ao’nung would be mid sentence, and Neteyam could hear Ao’nung trail off as his train of thought left. Neteyam never realized he had that much power of Ao’nung, had Ao’nung always been like this?

By nightfall, Neteyam had found himself in trouble again, “I am sorry sir.. I should have been there to stop Lo’ak from hunting beyond the reef.” Neteyam apologized stoically, he waited to be dismissed and instantly rushed out of the Marui, down to the beach to clear his mind. “I’ll never understand..” Neteyam muttered to himself, laying on the sand to get a good view of the sky.

“Never understand what?” Ao’nung asked as he moved to lay next to Neteyam, who was pretty stunned to see Ao’nung. “I just got in trouble again.. That’s all.” Neteyam explained with a huff, Ao’nung nodded as if to say “I figured”.

“Don’t let it get to you.. Whenever you’re with me, all you need to do is focus on me. I’ll give you everything you want, my perfect forest boy.” Ao’nung grasped his hand and gently moved it to his lips, planting a soft kiss on his hand and suddenly Neteyam felt like a masterpiece again. Neteyam could only give a gentle nod as he shifted to lay on his side to face Ao’nung.

“You think I’m perfect..?” Neteyam asked skeptically, Ao’nung shifted to his side so they could get a good look at one another. “I’ve thought you were perfect for years, it bothers me that you don’t know your worth.” Ao’nung admitted, his hand reaching over and pulling Neteyam against him. There was a rising heat between the two of them, Neteyam lifted his leg and hooked it around Ao’nung as if to lock him him place.

Neteyam felt butterflies all over his body, and a strong urge to please Ao’nung. He wanted Ao’nung to tell him how perfect he was. “Will you show me..?” Neteyam clearly took Ao’nung back by surprise. “Show you what..?” Ao’nung asked as his hand had found its way at Neteyam’s slim waist again.

“Show me my worth, please.. I’ll be good for you.. Just show me..” Neteyam’s words were soft, desperate, unconfident and pleading at the same time. Ao’nung trailed his free hand tracing up Neteyam’s side and finally landing on his face, cupping his chin and pulling him for a kiss.

This kiss wasn’t as hungry and rushed as the first one this morning, but it certainly took Neteyam’s breath away as Ao’nung took control and rolled them over.

Ao’nung was on top of him, Neteyam spread his legs to allow Ao’nung comfortably in between them, his hand pressing down gently on his stomach as Ao’nung pulled away from the kiss, biting Neteyam’s lip as he did. “Earlier today… You knew I was watching you.. Is that why you kept teasing me? Bending over and looking so needy. You wanted me to show you just what you do to me..” Ao’nung whispered against Neteyam’s lips.

Neteyam was breathless, but he nodded nonetheless, “I.. I wanted to be your good boy..” Neteyam’s chest heaved as his arms wrapped around Ao’nung’s neck, pulling him down as his thighs moved to wrap around the larger man. “Did you not like it..?” Neteyam was showing a side Ao’nung never got to see, Neteyam was full of hesitation yet spoke so boldly, Neteyam wanted to be praised in a different way.

“I loved it.. keep doing it.” Ao’nung’s lips had picked up where they had left off this morning, planting hot and steamy kisses down his neck, at the crook of Neteyam’s neck Ao’nung sank his fangs in gently and sucked. Only pulling away when Neteyam had a small hickey. Neteyam was panting and mewling just from the light kissing. Ao’nung couldn’t wait to see what he’d do next.

Ao’nung trailed his tongue down Neteyam’s chest, stopping to bite and suckle on his nipples, “Ah- Ao’nung.. Please.. they are sensitive..” Neteyam whined, but Ao’nung rolled his hips into his and Neteyam practically saw stars. Ao’nung’s large cock brushed against him through their loincloth. Despite it being covered, Neteyam could feel the difference in size and just how sensitive he really was from the heat building in between his legs.

The distraction left Ao’nung with plenty of time to nip and play with the buds on Neteyam’s chest. He pulled away to admire his handiwork, Neteyam’s chest was swollen. Neteyam was shivering in pleasure already, “Such a good boy.. Look at how your body reacts to me..” Ao’nung purred, his hand pressing against Neteyam’s clothed erection and tracing over it gently, leaving Neteyam in whimpers. Neteyam didn’t know if this was just too much or if he wanted more of this slow torture.

“Don’t worry, this is what you do to me-” Ao’nung guided Neteyam’s hand to his cock, Ao’nung looked smug as Neteyam seemed to process just how big he was. “Don’t be nervous.. I’d be right about here inside you,” Aonung pushed gently against the other’s stomach, right above his belly button. Aonung emphasized just how deep he would have been in Neteyam. “I’m not a monster. I’ll take my time with you, my pretty boy.”

Neteyam was dazed but nodding as Ao’nung promised to take his time- it did help that Ao’nung called him pretty. Neteyam thought they were done, but Ao’nung had other plans, “Just because I’m not going to put it in you, doesn’t mean this is over.”

Aonung lifted and pulled the cloth covering up Neteyam, leaving Neteyam sprawled out completely naked. Neteyam instantly moved to close his legs and cover himself up from being seen. It was embarrassing to be underneath Ao’nung like this. W

Yet, Ao’nung wasn’t having that.

He pushed Neteyam’s thighs wide open, “Don’t cover yourself, let me admire all of you..” Ao’nung trailed kisses, from his calves up to his thighs, he bit softly into them, sucking and leaving large hickies in the places only he would see.

“Ao’nung.. Please…” Neteyam didn’t know what he was begging for, he wanted more but at the same time he was nervous about being on display like this.

Ao’nung could only smirk, “Don’t worry, just focus on feeling good, I’ll take care of the rest.” Ao’nung’s words made Neteyam shiver, he hadn’t known what to expect but next thing he knew Ao’nung’s lips had pressed to the tip of his cock, sending a pleasured jolt through Neteyam’s body. Ao’nung noting the reaction, teasingly trailed his tongue up his length, tracing lightly over the veins. Neteyam was already panting from the faintest touches.

“That’s a good boy.. I want you to cum for me and look pretty while you do it.” Ao’nung spoke a final sentence before suddenly Neteyam’s length was swallowed by the water Na’vi. Neteyam had never felt this kind of pleasure before, the wet heat caused him to arch his back, desperate to calm the growing heat down he tried to close his legs again.

Ao’nung sucked and rubbed his tongue on the sensitive underside of Neteyam’s cock, his hands firmly pressing Neteyam’s thighs down in the sand so he couldn’t move. Neteyam was a mess underneath him, his chest heaving and fingers desperately gripping on the sand as moans fell from his lips.

Neteyam whined when Ao’nung suddenly stopped giving his cock attention, his length was dripping in precum but next thing he knew Ao’nung’s tongue was trailing down to his ass, his tongue circling the rim of his entrance.

Neteyam’s eyes widen, “Ao’nung—” he was cut off by a loud moan, Ao’nung’s tongue had slipped inside, tasting him as if he was a well-prepped desert. Neteyam had never felt anything like this before, he couldn’t move away because Ao’nung’s strong hands held him in place.

Ao’nung took his time slurping and thrusting his tongue inside of Neteyam, he bit softly on Neteyam’s entrance, causing Neteyam to see stars. Ao’nung held him in place, taking his sweet time as he ate him out. Once Ao’nung had wrapped his hand around his length and jerked him at the same rhythm his tongue had been thrusting. Neteyam absolutely lost it, unable to hold himself back he had cum all over himself with no warning.

His thighs shaking, his mind blurry as his stomach had been covered in his own semen. Ao’nung let out a sound of approval, giving one more nip to his entrance as he pulled away, “My perfect boy.. You did so well.” Ao’nung complimented. Neteyam was a panting mess, cheeks red, mouth covered in drool as he looked up at Ao’nung in a fucked-out daze. Ao’nung’s compliments made him feel so good, he felt like he was treasured by Ao’nung, it was a feeling he had been desperate for.

Ao’nung locked eyes with Neteyam, he kissed up his stomach, his tongue darting out to lick up Neteyam’s cum, cleaning up his forest boy. Once the mess was cleaned, Ao’nung planted a heated kiss on his lips. Neteyam tiredly returned in, wanting to give Ao’nung some sort of release, he reached his hand for Ao’nung’s loincloth to rub his erection through the fabric. Ao’nung let out a low groan into the kiss and Neteyam wanted more of it. “Teyam.. That is enough for tonight, you need some rest, there will be plenty of time for us to play together.” Ao’nung promised.

Neteyam flushed at the thought of them doing this again, he wondered when- would he get the chance to pleasure Ao’nung? His mind wandered as Ao’nung dressed him back up and took care of him as if he valued him.

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[barachinaangela]

Academic Validation Girlies Listen to “This Is Me Trying”

If I had to pick a song to describe my whole week, it would be "This Me Trying" by Taylor Swift. The intro of the song says, “I’ve been having a hard time adjusting," and it is so real at the moment. Life has just been so challenging these past few days; it’s hard to keep up with everyone and everything; even waking up in the morning feels like a challenge to me. There’s this constant guilt of not doing anything productive, but you know deep inside that you need to rest. So, this is me, trying to survive my hell week.

The only thing that pushes me to study for my exams is my need for academic validation. Honestly, it feels so good for a short period of time, especially if you’re getting a grade that you want and deserve. But it is so DAMAGING in the long run, to the point that you will base your happiness and self-worth on numbers. It became so unhealthy for me, and I am trying to remove it from my life because I know my worth, and my grade is not the only thing that can define it.

I am aware that I am drained right now but I know that I’ll be back to my normal self, I just really need time to process everything. You know when it feels like you are not living life anymore; you are just here trying to survive, trying to keep up with all of your responsibilities, trying not to get left behind. And the best thing for me to do right now is to feel everything, reflect on some other things, and try to look at life positively... because it always works.

On my last blog, I talked about having self-discipline. Right now I don’t feel good, but I will still study and go to the gym, not because I need to but because I WANT TO. Discipline doesn’t care if you’re tired; do it anyway, right? And always give yourself credit for trying and surviving.

[om-is-ok]

Surviving without any clear vision in life

[nasturtiumorange]

Instead of doing any of a million more important things, I made my cat a Hobbit hole.

[asifyoudidntknow]

Miss having a few moments a day to scroll this hellsite I love so much. Renovating for the last 5 months and we’ve moved 5 times (plus 3 more before it’s all over). Positive stress, but stress nonetheless. Can’t wait to sit my ass down for any amount of time and get my dose of MSR and read some fic.

[actuallysaiyan]

Thirst time? Why yes, I’m always thirsty. The desperation I have for possessive Gohan is too much. Like I need him to control me so badly. How am I supposed to manage my life being so hot for him? (Curse tumblr updates for mobile and having to change font colors to read what I type)

I hope you’re doing well! ❤️❤️

Oh Gohan...just when you think he's sweet, hes the type to turn it all around on you. If you try to be a brat in public, he is the king at stopping you without causing a scene. He'll grab you by the arm, pulling you just a little closer. With a sharp look in his eye, he leans down and whispers hotly in your ear.

"I'm giving you just one more chance to stop being a brat. Otherwise, I'm going to have to punish you."

I also think he'd be a little flustered that you're so needy for him. But he's good to keep himself controlling of the situation.

[avatarkanemi]

✨This is how I survive in my university✨

[poetfromthevoid]

My manifestation

isn’t working.

I don’t know how

I will survive two more years

here, remaining stuck.

Yes, I know

writing poetry about

disgusting things every day

useless poetry anyway.

[kimmurielscryingmirror]

apropos Kimmuriel's fashion sense

...your ashes into I've burnt you with my mind, the Abyss, the Astral Plane, the eternal stupidity of people I'm surrounded with and so"

[onlyanothermundane]

If your life consisted of

Don't do that

You can't do this

At the most simplest of things

All the time

Would you still call that living?

-Ri.

[kindoffruity]

Good Boy - Chapter Three (NSFW)

Summary: Neteyam is a petty king, Ao’nung gets back at him with a funishment.

Warning: This is just smut, there is only a plot if you squint. Whoring yourself out for validation is not bueno. But if you do, make sure it’s an Ao’nung who actually cares about you. 😂 There is a lil spit play, masturbation, and some over stimulation as requested from my fans on AO3. With that being said, I’m not gonna say Minors DNI. Because I know you, I was you, just know that they are aged up ADULTS and this is completely consensual.

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Chapter Three

After last night, Neteyam struggled the next day accomplishing his daily tasks. Not because they were difficult, but because Ao’nung was starting to look really attractive with every little thing he did. Neteyam hardly recognized how much Ao’nung seemed to make his body react to the slightest things. It just seemed to happen.

Ao’nung straddled his skimwing, and Neteyam caught himself shamelessly watching him. His mouth would go dry as Ao’nung sported the large hickey from their night before. Neteyam had to force himself to not stare, shaking the awful dirty thoughts that instantly filled his brain. His mind had never been this perverse, yet now he wished Ao’nung would toss him or even handle him the way he seemed to handle literally anything else.

“I am so fucked…” Neteyam thought to himself as he forced himself to focus on his own tasks at hand. He sighed softly, his fingers delicately focusing on the basket in his lap. He wanted to look up to see Ao’nung, but he held himself back. He was like some lust-driven pet, it was embarrassing. He would do better.

“‘Teyam.. What are you up to?” Ao’nung called out to him, his shadow blocking the sun, and as much as Neteyam didn’t want to look up. Curiosity killed the cat, Neteyam suddenly felt all of his words get caught in his throat. Ao’nung was dripping wet, his loincloth hanging low with the weight of the water tugging at it, it absolutely was not helping the situation at hand.

They said that satisfaction brought it back, they were right.

Neteyam’s fingers stuttered in their movement, Ao’nung’s hair was out, his hands were up wringing the locks of the water. His muscles flexing as he drained his hair. Neteyam bit his lip at the sight, this wasn’t playing fair at all. He was too distracted. Ao’nung could tell, the smirk on his face said it all.

“Neteyam?”

Neteyam snapped out, “You know exactly what I am up to. What are you doing?” Neteyam pretended he had not just been drooling over Ao’nung’s wet body. He was down bad, he would not let Ao’nung catch him slipping again. “Fix your loincloth, you kind of look like a slut.” Neteyam commented with a huff, getting up and gathering his basket. He turned away, trying to hide the blush creeping on his cheeks

Ao’nung chuckled at his words, the second Neteyam turned away from him, his hands grabbed onto his waist, teasingly pressing his wet body against the other from behind. “How am I the slut, when your mouth was stuffed with my cock last night?” Ao’nung countered. Neteyam tensed, turning around and smacking him with the basket.

Two could absolutely play this game.

“If I recall, you were moaning like a whore.” Neteyam glared, pushing the basket into his hand and walking away, his tail swishing as he left Ao’nung stunned on the beach. Ao’nung was not expecting Neteyam, the sweet golden child perfect son, to insult him like that. Neteyam was more of a brat than he had thought.

Neteyam rushed off the beach because he knew he was wrong, he was the one moaning like whore over some fingers. He needed to get himself together, Ao’nung could not always have the upper hand. He needed to have Ao’nung wrapped around him.

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Neteyam thought he needed to do something special to get Ao’nung wrapped around his fingers, he hadn’t realized he already had so much power over the water na’vi. Until the following day, he had a plan to get Ao’nung back for that messy scene on the beach that had left his mouth wide-open.

“Rotxo, can I join you guys on your hunt today?” Neteyam asked with a smile, Rotxo the unsuspecting fool, eagerly agreed to allow Neteyam to come with them.

Neteyam didn’t know why he felt this need to act out, or why he really wanted to get Ao’nung back and leave him feeling the same way. It was truthfully bad coping, he should have been thinking normally. But Ao’nung really rewired his whole brain. Neteyam usually never took an extra step with his appearance, except today he felt the need to take off his necklace revealing his unmarked neck and adding some waist beads he had been gifted before he left home years ago. He had never worn it; he had found it feminine even with his muscles. But now? He’d wanted to get Ao’nung back and his pettiness was worth more than his pride at the moment.

Neteyam had some pep in his step as he approached the dock, seeing Ao’nung and some friends of his there, it made him eager to act out in front of Ao’nung. He accidentally bumped into Ao’nung, pretending to stumble a bit. “My bad,” Neteyam straightened himself out, Ao’nung looked at him shocked. “W-What are you doing here Neteyam?” Ao’nung asked but his eyes were already on the bare neck and waist beads adorning that petite waist.

“Rotxo invited me to hunt with you guys today, I hope I won’t be a bother,” Neteyam wanted to be a bother, he clapped his hands and called for his Ilu, just as they all took off to go hunt beyond the reef, Neteyam carrying a crossbow with him. Neteyam didn’t look back at Ao’nung, he could feel those eyes on him. Neteyam felt the need to arch his back as he rode his Ilu. The group split ways at some point, Neteyam knew Ao’nung was following him as they approached a cave, Neteyam popping his head up to catch his breath.

His lungs never got used to this.

Neteyam moved to the shallow part of the water, his feet on the ground as he leaned over his Ilu.

“What is going on in that twisted little mind of yours? Already out of breath?” Ao’nung called out just a few steps behind him, his skimwing left behind as his feet were able to hit the sand. His eyes drawn over to Neteyam leaning over the Ilu, admiring the curve of his ass and how it glistened from being wet. Ao’nung couldn’t even hold himself back as he approached Neteyam from behind, grabbing onto his waist and pulling Neteyam’s ass completely against his own hips.

Neteyam tensed, he had wanted to rile up Ao’nung in a teasing way, but he didn’t expect him to get like this so soon. To grab him like this in front of his Ilu, “I just needed to breathe, nothing more, let us go back to hunt.” Neteyam spoke weakly. It was weak because the second those hands were on him he had melted and instantly wanted to fold over for the other.

“No, we both know better than that. You’re trying to get back at me for yesterday, you’re so simple. You’re trying to get even?” Ao’nung was practically purring in his ear, Neteyam’s breathing hitched as he leaned back against the other, freeing his Ilu. Neteyam shook his head, “Not at all. I’m allowed to hunt, and I’m allowed to wear whatever I want. Why do you assume I do these things for your attention? Have you ever thought that you’re friends are pretty attractive?” Neteyam didn’t mean any of those words, but his mouth was just speaking on its own to get him into some trouble. He had never recognized he was quite the brat until Ao’nung was here bringing out this side of him.

Ao’nung did not seem pleased with that response at all, Ao’nung gripped him up, his hand wrapping around his neck, pulling him for a heated kiss that took Neteyam’s breath away. Neteyam’s hips dipped to press against the length hidden beneath the loincloth. He felt a shudder down his spine, the length lodged between his cheeks so Neteyam could feel it as he was pulled into an almost bruising kiss. Ao’nung pulled away with a smirk, admiring how Neteyam seemed to buckle just from the kiss.

Neteyam was just acting out for his attention, which is why Ao’nung didn’t get too riled up about it.

“You don’t need to do this kind of shit to get my attention, I am always entranced by your beauty.” Ao’nung reassured the other, planting kisses on his neck and shoulder, nipping at the skin and suckling on it to return hickey from the other night. Neteyam sighed softly, his hands holding on to Ao’nung’s arms to grab a grip on reality as the kisses drove him over the edge. Hearing that Ao’nung was always paying attention to him was what he needed.

“But I draw the line at you wanting to get with my friends, I don’t share my things.” Ao’nung’s tone darkened, and Neteyam flushed at the idea of being one of Ao’nung’s possessions. Ao’nung seemed to take good care of his things. Neteyam wanted to be his. He looked up at Ao’nung with needy eyes.

“That’s a cute look on you.. But don’t think it’s going to go unpunished.” Neteyam didn’t know if he was nervous or excited at the threat of him getting punished by Ao’nung. He had this strong urge to please Ao'nung. It showed on his face as he leaned against him. Ao’nung’s hands playing with his beads, gently trailing his fingers down his stomach. Neteyam was anticipating more, he wanted more touches from Ao’nung but it didn’t happen. Ao’nung was teasing him.

“Neteyam.. Whatever will I do with you? If I had it my way, I’d lock you in my room like my most prized possession.” Ao’nung was grabbing onto his hips, Neteyam couldn’t hold back the small moan that threatened to escape just from the words. “Nung… I’ll be good.. Just not here.” Neteyam was nervous, they were supposed to be hunting. His friends could come at any moment, and the last thing Neteyam needed was to get caught underneath Ao’nung.

“My Marui tonight.” Was all Ao’nung needed to say, and suddenly Neteyam realized that it was his goal the whole time to get an invitation to more promising things. Neteyam didn’t learn how to ask for what he wanted, he only knew how to act out for it. Ao’nung would work on crafting his spoiled baby, it was beautiful to be able to mold Neteyam into the perfect submissive.

“Yes.. Can we go now.. It’ll look lame if we don’t get any fish.” Neteyam didn’t actually want to leave, but Ao’nung’s friends would be looking for them. Plus, Ao’nung had already invited him to his place for the night. Neteyam had already won, his tail swishing as he called for his Ilu. Neteyam slowly pulled away from Ao’nung who moved to help him onto the Ilu. He didn’t need any help.

Ao’nung was just looking for an excuse to grab onto his ass, adjusting the loincloth, and teasing this tail. The action made Neteyam visibly shudder. “You knew exactly what you were doing, the least you can do is deal with the consequences of your actions.” Ao’nung planted a kiss on his lower back that gave Neteyam goosebumps. Neteyam wasn’t even upset, he had really asked for this. “I mean.. You knew what you were doing yesterday.. Right?” Neteyam asked, a little flustered, to admit he had been so down bad for Ao’nung yesterday.

“Absolutely. But I thought you would have jumped me right there, instead you decided to act like a brat. You know you can always tell me what you want,” Ao’nung kissed his knuckles and Neteyam bit his lip. He could just tell Ao’nung what he wanted? That sounded easier said than done.

Neteyam left first, not wanting to look suspicious if they had left together. The hunt seemed to drag for Neteyam who was ready for this evening.

— - - - -

The hunt was fun, Neteyam despite being half invested brought back the largest fish for them. Neteyam dragged it onto the sand with a small huff, it was heavy but it wasn’t like he couldn’t handle it himself. He just had other things on his mind. Neteyam was going to adjust the large fish in his arms when Ao’nung walked up behind him picking up the fish and throwing it over his shoulder like it was nothing. Neteyam was surprised, “I can carry it myself!” Neteyam immediately felt defensive. “I never said you couldn’t, Neteyam. I believe the correct response is thank you.” Ao’nung retorted walking past him without so much as a second glance.

Neteyam was taken aback by having Ao’nung handle it for him, he wanted to feel offended because he was a man and could do it all himself. Except, Ao’nung wasn’t looking down at him while he carried the fish. He just wanted to do the work for him. Neteyam bit his lip as he was corrected on the best response, he was just used to doing everything himself and not asking for help. He didn’t know or even think he would ever be in this situation.

“Thanks..” Neteyam mumbled quietly, barely audible as he followed behind him. Ao’nung smirked to himself hearing it, he was training Neteyam well. Neteyam had literally no idea what Ao’nung’s thought process was.

- - - -

Once nightfall had hit, Neteyam found himself cutting through the sand to get to Ao’nung’s Marui. Ao’nung had moved out some time ago, Neteyam had never been there but he had always been aware of the location. Neteyam felt flustered as he knocked on the entrance, it was weird. Ao’nung’s place was pretty much on the opposite from where their family stayed. Neteyam imagined that Ao’nung had asked for the furthest away Marui for him to be a man and screw as many people as he could.

That annoyed Neteyam.

“Ao’nung..” Neteyam called out softly, walking into the space and taking a look around, Ao’nung wasn’t there yet. Neteyam felt like he should have left and waited for him outside or something. But there was an overwhelming urge for him to get into Ao’nung’s bed and just be ready for him when he arrived. Neteyam flushed at the thought but decided to look around curiously.

Neteyam caught some pearls in the corner, they were beautiful and looked like they had been sorted, only the prettiest picked from the bunch. “I didn’t imagine him as the collector type..” Neteyam thought to himself, tracing a large seashell, it seemed to sparkle even in the night. Neteyam was mesmerized by it; he wondered if it had been a gift to Ao’nung.

Neteyam was so distracted by his curiosity, he never heard the faint steps that had joined the Marui. Ao’nung was surprisingly organized, or maybe he had just cleaned up for Neteyam. Neteyam admired Ao’nung’s arm band from when they were young, his arm now too thick to fit it from the gain in muscles. Neteyam smiled seeing it up close, despite it being small it would probably fit Neteyam still at this point.

“You really have no sense of self preservation.” Ao’nung was behind him now, scooping him up and tossing him into the bed. Neteyam yelped, shocked that he had immediately felt so comfortable in the others home that he had entirely let his guard down. “You were gone for a while.” Neteyam explained, heart racing from being tossed like he was nothing. He flustered realizing he was in the other's bed now, Ao’nung’s hair freshly out of its braids, it must have been what took him so long.

“I was going to have Tsireya do my hair tonight but it was getting too late and I didn’t want to stand you up, so we will finish in the morning.” Ao’nung watched as Neteyam’s hand clenched his old armband, it brought a playful smirk to his lips and he snatched it from him suddenly. It earned a yelp from Neteyam once again, Neteyam tried to wrestle with him but gave up with just one look into Ao’nung’s eyes. “You like this? I think it’ll fit you quite well..” Ao’nung moved to straddle Neteyam’s hips, holding him down as he grabbed his arm and tied the band around it.

It looked much better on Neteyam.

Or perhaps, Ao’nung really liked the idea of his jewelry claiming Neteyam’s body.

Neteyam couldn’t even move, his one arm pinned down and Ao’nung weighing down his thighs and hips. Neteyam could only try to wriggle out, but Ao’nung wasn’t having any of that. “I want you to have it, it suits you.” Ao’nung gifted it to him and Neteyam shook his head as if to decline the gift.

“You know it’s rude to decline a gift, right? Plus if I recall you’ve got some making up to do to me since you want to get attention from my friends.” Ao’nung reminded him and Neteyam bit his lip, he knew his words were going to get him in trouble. If only he had thought more before he spoke them. “I didn’t say I wanted to- all I was saying was don’t assume I did it for you, it could have been for anybody.” Neteyam tried to explain, but it wasn’t fixing the situation. Ao’nung only seemed more annoyed.

“Which is why, I decided that I want to see a side of you that no one else will ever see.” Ao’nung released him and leaned back on the bed, Neteyam wasn’t sure what to expect but Ao’nung did seem a mixture of frustrated and excited at the same time. “I do not understand you..” Neteyam moved to sit up but Ao’nung’s hands were on his thighs spreading them. Neteyam wanted to squeeze them shut but Ao’nung was strong as he pried them open.

“All I ever want to do is give you the world, and you being stubborn and stuck in your ways, don’t know how to accept it. So I’m just going to have my way with you.” Ao’nung’s words made Neteyam blush instantly, because he wasn’t wrong. Neteyam was making this whole thing more complicated than it was because he didn’t know how to be selfish or spoiled. His mind was torn between wanting to pleasure Ao’nung to get all the praise and love from him. Or, acting out because he didn’t know how to tell him what he wanted.

Neteyam’s loin cloth was ripped cleanly off, Ao’nung tossed it towards some end of the room, leaving Neteyam completely naked besides the beads (he was starting to regret them) and now Ao’nung’s arm cuff. Neteyam moved to cover himself with his hands, feeling shy that he was on display. But Ao’nung was not having it, with one hand he gripped both of his wrists and pinned them over his head. It left Neteyam feeling helpless yet entirely aroused as Ao’nung made him feel so small.

“Nung.. It’s not fair. You get to keep your clothes on and I’m the only one naked.” Neteyam tried to plead with him, but his body liked it. He was almost instantly hard, his nipples perked up at the idea of what was coming next. And his tail? Bouncing around underneath him.

“I’m not the one who’s punished, I told you I’m going to be the only person who sees this side of you.” Ao’nung was whispering in his ear, Neteyam didn’t get it though. “I want you to show me how you play with yourself, make yourself cum without my help and all will be forgiven.” Ao’nung nipped at his ear and Neteyam shivered at the words. It wasn’t an out right command, he could have easily said no he didn’t want to do it. But he did want to do it, he wanted to put on a show for Ao’nung. Neteyam gulped and gave him a reluctant nod, “Okay.. But I need my hands.. And when this is done, you’ll..” Neteyam trailed off, he didn’t know how he wanted to finish the sentence. Praise me? Kiss me? Fuck me? Love me, maybe?

“I’ll give you whatever you want, you’ll be my perfect boy.” Ao’nung promised as he released his wrists. Somehow, being Ao’nung’s perfect boy was just the response he needed to hear.

Neteyam was shy, spreading his legs as wide as he could, revealing his untouched entrance, his cock standing up from excitement. Neteyam’s heart was racing, seeing that Ao’nung was watching him as if he was the best show in the world. Neteyam’s hands slowly worked up his length, it didn’t feel the same as when Ao’nung did it. He was rougher. Neteyam had to close his eyes and imagine it was him touching him. Neteyam jerked himself off at a slow and sensual pace, “Here let me help..” Ao’nung’s words rang and he leaned over his cock spitting on it. Neteyam really liked how almost degrading it was to have Ao’nung spit on him. His hands hiccuped in their motions as the saliva slicked up his length. His hands worked a little faster, thumb teasing at the tip dripping in precum. Neteyam panted, opening his eyes to look at Ao’nung above him.

His free hand moved to pinch and pull at his own nipples, like Ao’nung had done to him. His breathing started to pick up, his nipples sensitive yet it wasn’t enough to draw a moan out of him. Neteyam felt helpless, chasing his orgasm but it wasn’t anywhere near enough for him to cum. He squeezed at his cock, gliding his hand faster, his mouth hanging open in a breathless moan. Ao’nung watched him struggling to not just take over and make Neteyam cum until he saw stars. This was supposed to be a punishment for Neteyam but it felt like one for him really.

“I don’t think that’s enough for you.. You know better than that. I don’t think you’ll ever be able to cum from just your dick again..” Ao’nung emphasized his words by trailing a finger teasingly on the underside of his length, Neteyam moaned there. Completely unfiltered, almost whimpering from the teasing touch. “N-nung please.. Please I can’t..” Neteyam didn’t know what he was begging for, but his hand wouldn’t stop shamelessly stroking himself as he looked up with needy eyes.

“Use your fingers.” Ao’nung’s words weren’t a suggestion this time around, it was almost like a command and Neteyam reluctantly brought his own fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, coating them in saliva and locking eyes with Ao’nung as his tongue slipped out and licked up each digit before swallowing them in his mouth again, he only pulled away when they were dripping wet. It was embarrassing. Ao’nung pushed his thighs further back and Neteyam thought he was going to take over, except he didn’t. Ao’nung spit directly into his twitching hole with a devious look in his eyes. Neteyam whimpered again, “Now.” Ao’nung had a certain dominance in his voice that made Neteyam eagerly comply.

He was embarrassed that his ass had clenched at nothing but the spit sliding inside of him, his fingers reached around, teasingly pressing two digits inside. They slipped in, the stretch was nice but it didn’t hit the spot. Ao’nung’s thick fingers filled him so much more and they hit much deeper than he could reach. Neteyam’s cheeks were flushed red as he started to move his fingers, it was difficult in this position, a soft squelching sound filling the Marui. He never realized how it sounded when it wasn’t drowned out by waves.

“Nung..” Neteyam drew out, moving his fingers faster, he was desperate to cum at this point. He was dripping in precum, yet felt no closer as he tried to push his fingers in deeper. “Please.. Please..” Neteyam’s pride was gone as he fucked himself, his other hand wrapping around his length and teasing the sensitive head. Neteyam tried to stimulate both ends, tears beginning to form in his eyes because he couldn’t cum. No matter how deep he pushed his fingers in, or how fast he thrusted them, he was whining and mewling, chasing an orgasm that wasn’t going to come from himself alone.

“Come on.. I know you can do it. I want you to cum for me, my sweet prince..” Ao’nung spoke softly as if to guide Neteyam, his own cock was begging for some sort of relief as it was outlined behind his loincloth, but he wasn’t going to give himself the release just yet, he needed to watch the master piece before him, he missed no detail. Neteyam’s body arched as he tried to push his fingers deeper. Neteyam was begging for something but Ao’nung wasn’t going to give him what he wanted without him outright asking for it. Neteyam needed to learn a lesson.

“Ao’nung.. Please I can’t- I can’t do it-” Neteyam had even tried lifting his hips up to see if he could hit the right spot, but his body wanted Ao’nung. “Try turning around.” Ao’nung suggested, finally touching Neteyam but only to flip his beautiful prince on his knees. Neteyam’s knees dug into the bed beneath him, his face buried in Ao’nung’s pillow just breathing in his scent while his ass was held high up on display. His tail bouncing around from excitement. Neteyam whimpered at the change of position, his cock hanging heavy between his legs just begging for attention.

“What a perfect little hole..” Ao’nung’s voice was hungry, he pressed a kiss to his entrance, giving a teasing lick and even nipping at it. Neteyam moaned out, burying it in the pillow beneath him. He wanted to cum so bad, he wanted Ao’nung to take over. “Get to work..” Ao’nung spoke to him and Neteyam reached his arm around, his two fingers pressed at his hole again to fuck himself. “That’s a good boy.. Just like that.. Does it feel good?” Ao’nung was speaking to him, it was dirty and belittling. He loved it. “Yes..” Neteyam cried out, his thighs burned and his arms were in pain from the angle but he didn’t stop.

“Cum for me, my sweet prince..” Ao’nung’s words were music in his ear, they drove him over the edge. Neteyam’s length rubbing itself against the bed as he started to rock his hips to the pace of his fingers. He could feel the heat in his stomach just ready to release, “Nung.. It’s too hard.. Please.. I can’t cum..Please help me cum.. Please.” Neteyam was gone, his hands working as fast as they could.

“How do you want me to help you? You need to be more specific.” Ao’nung was too eager to hear Neteyam beg for his help. Neteyam’s hand slowed down and he tossed his head to the side, he looked at Ao’nung with tears running down his face and perhaps the most fucked out expression he had ever seen. Sweat dripped down and mixed with the Neteyam’s drool, his eyes glazed over with lust and chasing an orgasm that never came. “Your fingers.. Your tongue.. Anything please.. Please I’ll do anything for you..” Neteyam’s words were choked up as tried to catch his breath, “Ao’nung.. I can’t cum by myself.. I need you..I want you.. Please.. I’ve been good.” Neteyam was far from here, Ao’nung could tell by the way he spoke.

Aonung looked proud, leaning over Neteyam and kissing the back of his neck, biting it with the intention of marking it. Neteyam moaned out as the teeth sunk into him, his ass and hips moving on their own as he pressed it against Ao’nung’s clothed length. Pleasure the only thing on his mind as he started to rub his ass on the outline, the clothed tip pressing into his entrance causing him to shudder in pleasure at just the thought of being stretched that far. “That’s not my fingers… You know better than that, unless my greedy little prince wants that too..” Ao’nung tried not to groan at the heat that teased the tip of his cock.

Neteyam wanted all of it right now.

Ao’nung’s fingers made its way to Neteyam’s mouth, Neteyam eagerly opened up and welcomed the digits. He sucked and slurped content with being used, his tongue rubbing in between the digits as if his life depended on it. Neteyam was so happy, rubbing himself against Ao’nung drawing out some groans from the man above him. Neteyam made a sound of disappointment when the fingers were removed from his mouth, yet next thing he knew those long fingers were inside of him. Ao’nung was gentle putting them in but the second they were in? Neteyam felt like he had the wind punched out of him by how fast they were thrusted into him.

“Hah- fuck.. Yes.. Yess..” Neteyam cried out, trying to match the fingers speed desperately to cum. The fingers curled and worked themselves expertly inside of him. Neteyam could have never gotten this deep. The moans filled the space, thankfully they were secluded because Neteyam was not quiet at all. “Please.. I’m gonna cum..” Neteyam was already there, Ao’nung was relentless as he hit his sweet spot repeatedly with force. Neteyam’s hands desperately grabbing onto the blanket beneath him trying to maintain some grip of reality, his cock rubbing against the bed didn’t help him. “So soon? That’s a good boy.. Only I can make you cum like this, right?�� Ao’nung’s fingers thrusting in and out were a heavenly noise within itself. The noise drowned by Neteyam crying out and moaning his name.

“Only you! Only you! Nung!” Neteyam meant that, only Ao’nung could break him down yet make him feel like he was the most beautiful thing to exist.

Ao’nung’s hands didn’t stop, Neteyam’s words fueling him as he dove his fingers farther and faster even while Neteyam had cum, Neteyam clenched around his fingers and came practically screaming into the pillow as he came all over himself and between the bed. “What a perfect hole.. You came so good.. you got any more left in there?” Ao’nung’s fingers may have slowed down but they kept pumping. His other hand moving to slowly jerk Neteyam’s cock from the bottom up, as if he were milking him for every last drop. Neteyam was whimpering and crying, he looked at Ao’nung face a complete mess. “It’s so much.. It’s too much… Ao’nung I came.. I came for you..” Neteyam was babbling, body on fire and his legs shaking.

“I know.. You looked really pretty while you did it.. Should I give you a treat for that?” Ao’nung asked pulling his fingers out, Neteyam suddenly missing how full he was. Ao’nung pulled his loincloth to the side revealing just how much he had enjoyed Neteyam, his own cock throbbing and begging to be free. Now here it was standing proud for Neteyam, who despite having just been milked for his cum was excited about whatever reward he was going to get.

Ao’nung guided the tip of his cock to Neteyam’s abused entrance, “I think you deserve the tip for that, think you can handle it?” Ao’nung’s hand now holding Neteyam’s hips in place so he couldn’t escape, his other hand still on the soft cock. “Please.. Give it to me..” Neteyam’s voice was broken and on the verge of sobbing as the tip pressed his entrance teasingly, his body trying to clench on whatever he could. The second it actually pressed in, Neteyam felt like he could cum all over again. The throbbing member was nothing compared to those fingers, it was so much better. It was hot and so thick, Neteyam swallowed back a sob as his ass was stretched so nicely, he knew he was only supposed to get the tip but he wanted more, his hips pushing back against it as if he could take the whole thing in one shot.

But Ao’nung held him in place. “Don’t hurt yourself.. You won’t be able to walk.. The time will come for you to take it all.” Ao’nung knew whenever he finally decided to give Neteyam the whole thing, it couldn’t be when they had something else to do the next day. It took a lot of strength to not fuck the day light out Neteyam. The tight heat practically sucking him in as he pulled out, then pushed right back into those tight walls. Neteyam moans buried in the tear stained pillow. Ao’nung could feel Neteyam’s cock starting to wake up again as he rutted against him. Maybe he could give him an inch more, so he did. Neteyam’a body froze at the intruding member, biting down on the pillow from the inch of cock that was given to him. “Hah.. Nung.. Pleasee.. I wanna make you cum. Please..” Neteyam needed to pleasure him right now. It was insane how he was so grateful for just a bit of Ao’nung’s cock, the idea of the full thing destroying him.

“How will you make me cum?” Ao’nung asked over him, his hand grabbing Neteyam’s neck and pulling him up for a breathless kiss. Neteyam sloppily complied, his back hurt from arching it so much. But the angle was heavenly, the hand around his throat brought forth a weird sense of being owned. His eyes nearly rolled back as Ao’nung gave a gentle squeeze, Neteyam forgot he was asked a question. His mouth hung open, drooling. “W-with my mouth.. I wanna swallow..” Neteyam would never say this outside of this room.

Ao’nung seemed very pleased with this, rewarding him with a singular thrust and a few more inches of cock before suddenly his hole was empty. Neteyam gasped, just as quickly as he had been filled it was taken away from him. The little thrust was enough to tell Neteyam that Ao’nung would be the best sex he would ever had.

Ao’nung pulled out of Neteyam with great strength, picking him up like he was nothing more than a doll for his use. He laid back, pulling Neteyam’s thighs over his head, he was underneath Neteyam now. And while he couldn’t see him stuff his face with his cock, he got his second favorite view. Immediately he dove his tongue into Neteyam’s sweet entrance. He thoroughly enjoyed thrusting the wet muscle in and out of him, slurping and tasting as far as he could. He could feel Neteyam’s thighs shaking in between his head as he worked.

Neteyam had already cum once, yet his cock was already dripping once again as he struggled to not rock and roll his hips into Ao’nung’s tongue. “Hah.. Nung.. Can I- pleaseeee..” Neteyam wanted to permission to suck him off, a hard bite at his entrance was like an affirmative yes. Neteyam eagerly got to work, his mouth watering as he took the large cock in his mouth like it was the best gift on Pandora. His eyes falling shut as he sucked and swallowed as much as he could. There was so much going on, Ao’nung was eating him so thoroughly. At one point Neteyam was just moaning with his mouth full forgetting the goal.

“Do you like how you taste?” Ao’nung pulled away just to ask him this and Neteyam could only moan in delight as he bottomed out on the large cock. He couldn’t breathe, and when he did with his nose all he got was Ao’nung’s scent. It turned him on so much, dipping his tongue in the tip licking up the pearls of cum threatening to escape. Ao’nung groaned underneath him, a hand holding him down by his braids while Ao’nung thrusted up into his mouth just fucking his face. Neteyam was seeing stars, feeling so used as Ao’nung moaned into him. Neteyam swallowed as much of his cock as he could. He was so close to cumming again.

“Ma’teyam I’m going to cum..” Ao’nung warned him, that was the last warning he had given him before Ao’nung’s tongue dove right back into him, even sliding in finger to thrust into Neteyam, he couldn’t see his face because his eye were filled with the delicious ass in front of him. But he could feel Neteyam was close, Neteyam’s cock rubbing against his chest while he tried to release himself.

Neteyam was struggling to breathe, thankfully Ao’nung suddenly came spilling deep into his throat, Neteyam choked on the cum but allowed none to go to waste. He swallowed everything with shaking legs, he pulled off breathless and coughing from just how much of the load their was. He was a mess. His hands still worshipping Ao’nung’s cock. Neteyam couldn’t even warn Ao’nung he was going to cum, he just mewled out his name with a whimper as he spilled his seed all over Ao’nung’s chest. But Ao’nung didn’t stop eating him out or thrusting those fingers until Neteyam was crying. The over stimulation made him try to escape, pushing off of Ao’nung and even trying to maneuver his thighs away. “Nung please- I can’t no more- there’s nothing left-” Neteyam was begging him but one sharp thrust of those fingers to his sweet spot sent him over the edge.

Neteyam felt like he was going to cum all over again, his nails digging into Ao’nung’s thighs dragging down them to leave deep scratches as he came again. Except, nothing came out. He had a dry orgasm. His tears wouldn’t stop and his body was overflowing with sensitivity as he sobbed. It was almost too much, but just before it became too much, Ao’nung pulled away.

“That’s it.. It’s okay, my love.. You did so amazing.. How did I get so lucky..” Ao’nung knew exactly what to say, the praise and compliments made all it worth it. Neteyam was gently moved, Ao’nung avoiding the sensitive parts of his body as he was laid on his back. Neteyam was still whimpering without being touched, “My perfect prince..” Ao’nung pressed a kiss to his hand to let him come down from the overstimulation. He moved to get up to get something to clean the cum dripping down his chest but Neteyam suddenly grabbed onto him. “Please don’t leave-” Neteyam wasn’t sure why he felt so scared the other was going to go but it certainly took Ao’nung back.

“I was just going to get something to clean us up.. But I won’t go.” Ao’nung smiled down at him, reaching for whatever he could near by to wipe the cum off of him and tossing it on the floor before pulling Neteyam close in his arms, his hands gently rubbing down his arms to bring him down to reality. “Do you need water or anything? I’m sorry for making you cry.” Ao’nung kissed his forehead and Neteyam shook his head pulling Ao’nung’s arms further around him as if surrounding himself with him. Ao’nung didn’t complain at all, merely pulling a blanket over them and cuddling with the other.

It took awhile for Neteyam to speak. But when he did, Ao’nung couldn’t hold back the laugh.

“I will never wear these beads around you and your ugly friends ever again.” Neteyam was back, he couldn’t believe all those things he said, he also couldn’t believe all this started because he found Ao’nung hot on the beach and wanted to be petty.

It was a good three orgasms though.

Ao’nung couldn’t wait to see what the next few days brought to them.

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[oceanicgoat]

Nothing can prepare you for the feeling of calling a city home when you've lived in a small town your whole life. The first move is insane. And the city just feels like it could eat you up. It's all about finding the things that keep you afloat, for me that's music, Mac Miller is my lifeline, Steve Lacy is my good vibes, Mavi and earl are my solace. Just keep afloat sweetheart, you'll survive this, everything will be OK.

[dreamsandstars24]

DUTY AFTER SCHOOL EPISODE 10

I tried looking for something that said "Sad" but Tumblr was sending to get mental help. Not that I don't need it but I feel that everyone that has watched kdramas lately need therapy.

ANYWAY

Kdramas lately have really been trying to play with my mental health. It's slightly concerning but I must give a standing ovation to the actors and actresses, directors and producers of this Kdramas because it's been crazy.

The emotions portrayed in this episode have been wonderful. They exxplored trauma, how going into college/university can reduce a person into a position, and how fear can play with your mind.

I love how they also touched on the topic of adults being the ones that should protect us, but in the end, we end up protecting ourselves and each other. Hopefully, the new generation will have it easier and depend on us, the new adults.

The truth is that this kdrama is very realistic. Not the alien part, of course but definitely the war portion of the drama.

Fighting to have good grades, fighting to be the best, fighting to make everyone proud, fighting to leave our mark in the world and then being categorized as bad students and good students. It feels healing to see there is someone who realizes that being at war doesn't mean carrying a weapon but trying to achieve something while all eyes are on you.

The adults using the university to manipulate the teenagers felt raw and real. Because they do manipulate us somehow.

They know what our weaknesses are, and they use it against us. But I believe that we'll do better.

I believe that this generation will tell the next one that it's okay to fail.

I believe this generation will encourage the next one to be happy.

I believe this generation will heal traumas by helping the new generation grow up.

I feel we gave up on our dreams, but we shouldn't stop dreaming.

If we stop dreaming we'll become like them. Categorizing people by their grades, by their beauty, by what they want.

Let's keep dreaming healthily. Let's encourage one another to keep surviving, to keep living. Let's find the joy in life, the peace in the quietness, the gratefulness in the touch of the sun.

I know it's hard. I know sometimes it feels as if the war were pressing on us but we've made it this far. We can do it a little more.

For us. And for those that are coming next.

That's the reality of duty after school. Not the aliens of the war. But surviving even when the world is going against us.

Surviving the appearances.

Surviving.

Let's all survive together. Let's grow old together. Let's keep fighting.

For us.

For the ones coming.

For the ones that stopped fighting.

Let's never give up.

[shatteredscreams]

Any untitled blog has just been getting blocked I'm sorry but this bot war comes with casualties