#loak sully smut

[loaksbitch]

no buts only jealous jake sully making sure you remember you’re his, claiming your body and fucking you until you’re left with his scent all over you? i’m definitely writing that. — i just have a this kink i can’t even name and it’s not ok.

warnings – pure filth, no plot just jake sully reminding you who you owns you, dumpification, sort of angry sex, crying, doggy, tummy pressing, one slight spank mention, rough sex, jake saying ‘smartfuck’ as a thing, that’s it for now i think? ; wc 1.1k!

“thinkin’ you’re a smartfuck huh?” — jake sully (⨳)

jake was angry, he was so angry that he was snapping his hips into you mercilessly, just knocking your breath and fucking your gut to place it right.

your skin flaming hot, body sweaty and sticky with your slick nectar, you hear jake grunt while he fucks you. “jake,” your soft voice surfacing in the air, your inside tightens when you feel his engorged tip teasing your cervix.

“shut up and fuckin’ take it, will ya?” he wasn’t the type to be mean during sex but jake doesn’t give a flying fuck right now. he needs to show you how he was going to handle your minx attitude.

you moan as he continuously plunge into your cunt and feel how he wrapped his arms on your waist to pull you meet his thrust.

“just like that,” he lowly moans, watching how your pink folds take open and he sinks into you, becoming one soul with his lover girl. “fuck me, do it baby, fuck me back.” you don’t say a word, moan rolling out from your lips.

the sight of you was pleasing to jake.

your hair displayed everywhere, back perfectly arched and ass perched out for him. he loved every single drop of it, of you.

your head is aching when he screws you mercilessly. “oh– wai…jake!” your sweaty hands fist on the mattress under you. you could feel the annoyance and hurt feelings from the way his cock drills into you.

“that stunt you pulled there, what did you think you did huh?” his angry hiss makes you shiver. “going all around and flirting with those men.” the way he says every word only caused you to feel more nervous.

jake was suddenly leaning towards you, hovering above you until you’re pressed to the mattress and jake was pushing his body on you. “you think you’re smart huh?” he awfully chuckles.

screaming to the pillow when he fully bottoms out, you shake your head and jake only clicks his tongue.

his large hands sliding over your arm until they reach your small fist and pin you there, his drenched chest pressing to your back while you’re stuffed with his cock. “thinkin’ you’re a smartfuck and thought i won’t notice?”

“you’re mine.” he growls to your ear, grazing his teeth on the lobe. “mine to have and own.” of course jake knew you belong to yourself but right now? no, no one but he owns you.

your muffled yells of pleasure keeps pushing him, tightening his heavy balls that slaps with your skin when he fucks you.

still draping himself on top of you, he forcefully sneaks his hand to your stomach. a little below your navel and thinking of simulating your clit but something moans him audibly moan.

the noticeable bulge pressing to his palm while he was still inside you, disappearing from his touch when he withdrew and appeared when he plunged his cock in you. “fuck,” he hissed, feeling his pelvis flip hard.

you on other hand, bring your head up and mewl a cry out when he press his palm on your pelvis. it felt, you felt so good and full.

he moved his hand away just to bring it up and hold you, you don’t notice how he guides you to your own tummy to make you feel him inside you.

you both moan, jake placing his hand over yours while you’re feeling him pushing over your hands when he was completely inside you. he was so big and you loved it.

“feel me baby?” he asks, pushing your hands more. “feel how i even poke on your skin?” you only nod, drool starting to leave your mouth, you looked like a thristy pet.

you feel jake lean his forehead on the back of your neck, grunting when he feels you tighten around his girth cock.

your pussy was pulsing, having you whimpering with every thrust. “you know no one makes you feel good like me.” he knew you. “i know your body more that that bitch you flirted with, i know everything about you.”

he was psychotic yet you loved him the way he was.

“say it.” he pulls his hips almost pulling out of you. “tell me i’m the only one.”

your chest heaves, closing your eyes when you feel him deeper than ever. “you’re…i’m yours.” he chuckles, finding you cute when you’re fucked up to even make a sentence. “you’re close.” he warns, hips picking up rougher and strong pace.

“oh god,” you claim, very spent and throat dry. “jake, i’m gon…” your eyes screw shut when it comes hard, crushing you down. “that’s it, milking me so fucking wet and good like you always are.” he praises you.

you lazily lay on the mattress while jake fucks himself on top of you. you whine, the pleasure starting to become too much. “so good for me, i’m so close.” he coos at you.

his large hand patting on your head like it would help you. “you’re doing great, just let— shit!” he closes his eyes, throwing his head back gently and coming. “hm, so fucking beautiful.” he groans, watching his cum leak out of you and paint your skin.

once you two feel yourself coming back to reality, jake laughs softly. “that was amazing.” he says and you only hum. “not gonna talk to me?” he tries and you only keep ignoring him.

“princes—“ you cut him off. “just don’t punch anyone else from now on, he was helping me and not flirting.” jake feels his gut knot, you’re still upset. “i’m sorry” he apologize while still his cock was deep inside you.

“i don’t want to think about it, i want to sleep.” you demand and jake nods, deciding he’ll just clean you up and you will rest. “i love you.” he mutters, pulling out of you.

“i love you too.” the upset tone was still there but what makes jake fall for you more was how you assured him you loved him even though how mad you’re at him.

“i’ll be back.” you hear himself before leaving the shared mattress with you.

my eyes y’all MY EYES ARE NOT EVEN OPENING, goodnight imma head to sleep, this literally took me one hour to finish and that’s the longest i have sat to write. ugh.

like + reblog are super appreciated and not pressured! thank you for never ending support — i love each and every one of you ** mwah!!

[lovemyavatar]

Just for the Night

Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: slight angst, one bed trope, frienemies to lovers, fluff, mutual pining, smut-ish

part two

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Lo’ak’s head swivels at the sound of your exasperated whisper. He slowly rises from his crouched position near the entrance of his family’s tent, dropping his bow with a quiet thud as his eyes flick over the dark space.

First, his gaze sweeps over your tense form, noting the way your shoulders are bunched as your hands fall to your hips pointedly. Then he glances toward whatever’s caught your attention, a low groan rumbling his chest when he realizes what’s going on.

He crosses the tent in a few quick strides, coming to an abrupt stop beside Kiri’s bed, where she and Tuk are curled tightly in each other’s arms. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. The two of them often end up in this position, especially on chilly nights like tonight.

But it is a problem. A big fucking problem because while your parents are away on a hunting trip, they’ve entrusted the Sully’s to watch over you. For the past several nights, you’ve been sleeping with the family, at the request of your father. He didn’t want you alone—unprotected—for that long.

“Kiri!” Lo’ak bends down, murmuring only inches from her face in an attempt to wake her.

His brow is pinched, mouth downturned in a deep frown. The muscles of his back ache from being so tense for days on end, but there’s nothing he can do to stop it. There’s nothing he can do to quell the way his body reacts to you.

He’s never been so irritated, so frustrated in his entire life. It’s not that he doesn’t like you. Usually, he tolerates you, finding it simple enough in the fleeting moments he runs into you around the village. But now, he can’t avoid you, doesn’t even get a break from your stifling presence at night.

Under normal circumstances, he settles for lingering glances when he’s sure you aren’t looking, and secret, wandering thoughts during the latest hours of eclipse. He’s always been drawn to you, finding it impossible to ignore the way his heart skips a beat at the briefest connection of your eyes with his.

You’re always close by, due to a lifelong friendship with his sister, and it wasn’t always a bad thing. When you were kids, the two of you often played together, flocking to each other like moths to a flame. But then, you all got older, and things became complicated.

Lo’ak quickly learned that the spark of heat in his lower belly whenever you got too close, accidentally brushing your skin against his, was most definitely not platonic. The realization flooded him with anxiety, uncertainty clawing at the back of his mind, catastrophic what ifs plaguing him.

He could never act on the stupid crush, that much was obvious. Because if he did, and the feelings weren’t reciprocated? It would crush him. Shatter a piece of his heart so violently he knew he’d never recover.

So, instead, he did the only thing he could think of to protect himself: push you away. Over the years, you’d gotten over the initial sting of his sudden dismissal, finding comfort in your budding friendship with Kiri.

He’s kept you at arms length ever since, barely acknowledging your existence other than to mumble the occasional terse response or sarcastic insult. As much as it pains him, carves a hole in his chest every time your lips pull into a frown because of his actions, it’s better to have your hatred than rejection.

At least that’s what he keeps telling himself.

“Kiri!” He tries again, raising a foot to kick her shoulder when she remains fast asleep.

“Are you crazy?” Your fingers curl around his bicep, tugging him back harshly before he can land the hit.

He stumbles back a step, eyes flicking up toward yours. His heart skips a beat, skin burning where you grip him firmly.

“Me? This is your fault for getting us into trouble.” He seethes lowly, willing himself to maintain eye contact when he notices the way your freckles have come to life, glittering under the low light.

He aches to trace your body with his heated gaze. Wants nothing more than to devour every inch of you while he has you this close. It’s a rare occurrence, since he typically does everything in his power to avoid this very situation.

But he doesn’t trust himself, doesn’t trust the way his body is so beholden to yours. He knows he’ll mess it up just like he does everything else.

Your jaw drops, eyes narrowing incredulously. The blame is equally his to bear, and you both know it. You’d joined his family for dinner, seeing as your parents are still gone, and the two of you couldn’t help but fall into a familiar pattern. Snapping at each other and arguing throughout the entire meal.

His father assigned you both the duty of cleaning up after everyone finished, insisting you work through your longstanding issues. Of course, it took longer than usual, as you couldn’t help but sabotage each others efforts at every turn. So now, you’re in this predicament, all because the two of you refuse to find common ground.

“I’ll just wake Tuk then.” He yanks his arm free a bit too harshly, stomach flipping when you wince, retracting your hand quickly.

“No!” You whisper pointedly, eyes narrowing.

Your gaze falls to the sleeping pair, unable to make yourself disturb them. You know they’ve had a long day, and it’s late. It wouldn’t be fair. Even though the youngest Sully is occupying your temporary sleeping spot beside your best friend, meaning the only other option is…

“Not a chance in hell.” Lo’ak growls, watching closely as your gaze shifts to his cot.

It’s the only empty bed in the tent. His parents rest together across the room, Kiri and Tuk are obviously spoken for, and Neteyam, well…color blankets your cheeks at the thought of sharing such a small space with him. He isn’t even awake to gain his permission, and you wouldn’t dare climb in beside him without asking.

“Just go home.” Lo’ak’s chin drops, narrowed eyes searing straight through you to hide the way his heart threatens to beat out of his chest.

The idea of sharing a bed with you, of your body only inches away for the entire night…fuck. It drives him insane, makes his stomach flip with something hot, something he’s suppressed for too long to acknowledge now.

“You know I can’t do that!” Your arms cross over your chest tightly, hip popping in annoyance. His eyes can’t help but drop toward the movement, hooded gaze lingering a second too long over your curves. “Your parents will freak out if I’m not here in the morning.”

He growls, tearing his eyes away as his face screws in displeasure. His lips purse, one hand rubbing down his face as he considers the options. He can’t exactly kick you out because, as you said, his parents would rip him a new one if they found out. But the idea of being so close to you makes his stomach flutter uncomfortably, heat prickling at the skin of his face and neck.

“I know you don’t like me, but one night without being an asshole won’t kill you.” Your voice drops, a twinge of sadness hidden beneath the rough hiss.

Lo’ak’s jaw grinds, hands tightening into fists as his eyes cut through the darkness, boring into yours for a long moment. His chest aches, a mix of frustration and something else, something he can’t quiet name cinching his heart. His tail curls at his back, swaying side to side as his mind races.

He hates that you think so lowly of him, the idea weighing heavily in his gut. But there’s no one to blame other than himself. He’s done this, made you believe he can’t stand you out of pure selfishness. And he’s the one who has to deal with the consequences.

“Fine.” He grunts, stalking toward his bed stiffly.

He gathers his blanket from its disheveled position over the mattress, crumpling it up before pulling it tight, creating a long barrier that he shoves in the center of the bed. You watch with a quirked brow, eyes dancing over his toned body as he crouches over the bed, hastily shuffling the material around until it's perfect.

Sharp teeth find your lower lip, chewing on the plush skin as you're momentarily mesmerized by his fluid movements. You can't deny, no matter how much it pains you, that Lo'ak Sully is attractive. He'll never know it, since he spends most of his time being a jerk to you, but everything about him makes you hot.

The low timbre of his voice, the confident sway of his shoulders when he walks...Ewya, there's no getting around the fact that the skxawng (idiot) ignites a flame of desire deep within your belly. It’s infuriating, really, the way your traitorous body responds to him against your will.

He plops down onto the edge of the woven structure, long fingers curling tightly around the bedframe. He glances up at you through his brow, golden eyes glowing with clear irritation.

“Just stay on your side.” He mutters, searing gaze lingering for a second too long before he slides into bed, laying with his back toward the makeshift wall.

“Gladly.” You can't help but roll your eyes in exasperation, a rough sigh falling from your lips as you cross the room, mirroring his position on the empty half of the bed.

Tense silence blankets the tent. Both of you lay completely still, muscles taunt with uncertainty. You've never been this close, in such an intimate situation. Warmth radiates from Lo'ak's back, a stark contrast to the frigid air that shifts in through the slight gap in the entrance.

Within seconds, a chill washes over you, making your muscles tremble. Your arms wrap around your middle, hugging tight in an attempt to hold in some body heat. But the evening breeze is constant, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake as it caresses your skin.

“Stop it.” Lo'ak barks, tail snapping against his leg in annoyance. You’re shaking the whole bed, and it makes his chest cave with annoyance. For some reason, the idea of you suffering only inches away has his stomach in knots.

“Oh, I'm sorry.” You turn slightly, glaring at him over your shoulder as you coo the sarcastic apology. “Is my freezing to death bothering you?”

“Don’t be a wuss. It's not that bad.” His spine stiffens as your shift in weight rocks the bed, the back of his neck prickling under the weight of your pointed stare.

Despite his words, a shiver runs down his spine, making his teeth chatter as cool air seeps into his skin. It’s colder than average tonight, but he's locked in place, terrified to move an inch incase his skin touches yours.

This goes on for what must be a least half an hour. Both of you are too stubborn to even consider giving in. It's turned into a silent battle, a war of wills to see who breaks first. At this point, your muscles ache from clenching so hard, but you're willing to endure it to avoid acknowledging how close Lo'ak is.

How the heat from his back penetrates the cool air, tickling against your spine with the whisper of comfort, of the warmth you so desperately crave. It's so close, only inches away. All you'd have to do is lean back a tiny bit and—

A gasp lodges in your throat as a frustrated growl pierces the thick silence, just before Lo’ak flips over roughly. The bed rumbles, a large hand gripping your hip firmly. In an instant the blanket is ripped from between you, creating a valley of space.

You clutch onto the mattress as you’re dragged across the bed, until your back is flush with Lo'ak's chest. Your eyes pop wide, the heat of his skin almost too much as it sears through the icy layer coating your body.

He’s suddenly everywhere, invading every one of your senses. His scent wafts over you, light and earthy, tickling your nose as his chin rests against the top of your head. The strength in his corded muscles makes your breath catch as they meld with yours, pressing into you firmly.

“Goddamn. You’re freezing.” Warm breath fans the skin of your neck, causing another shiver to roll down your spine.

Lo’ak trembles against you, partially from the stark contrast in temperatures, but mostly because of you. He’s hyper-aware of every movement, every quick rise and fall of your chest.

His fingers twitch against you, restraint tightening his chest as he desperately represses the need to touch you, to drag his hands over your body until you’re moaning his name. He tried, he really did, but keeping himself at arms length with you this close was near impossible.

At the end of the day, he’s only a man, and you make him weak. It was simply a matter of time, and he just couldn't take it anymore, knowing sleep would never come with your shivers shaking the bed like that. And now his heart clenches, stomach tight with remorse when he feels just how cold you are.

He's lucky enough to run hot, typically sleeping uncovered, but tonight is exceptionally bitter, to the point where even he wants to wrap up. You're rigid in his hold, every muscle in your body taunt as he settles into you. One of his arms snakes beneath your head, the other slinging loosely over your waist.

His eyes flutter as he allows himself a single moment to enjoy the newfound proximity before they pop wide, horror washing over him as he realizes what he's just done.

“What are you—” The question is a breathless whisper, heart pounding so harshly you’re sure he can feel it.

“I can’t sleep with you shaking the bed like that.” He responds curtly, voice matching the tension in his body as he stiffens against you.

He wasn't thinking, simply acting on pure instinct. Truthfully, he couldn't stand the idea of you so uncomfortable right beside him. In that moment, his heart demanded that he put his pride aside, allowing both of you what you so clearly wanted.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, a mischievous voice whispers in the back of his mind, if he let his guard down just for the night...

Despite continued internal protests, your body gradually sinks into his. Coiled muscles slowly unravel, a soft sigh falling from your lips as his heat blankets you. It penetrates the frozen shell encasing you, allowing you to relax for the first time all night.

Your shoulders shift, hips swaying side to side as you nestle closer, eyelids growing heavy as a wave of sleepiness washes over you. Finally, finally feeling a semblance of comfort for the first time that night. Lo’ak jolts when your hips writhe against him, cock jerking to life beneath his loincloth.

“Don’t do that.” He growls lowly, the sound rumbling through his chest and into your back.

His arm tightens around you, stilling your movements as he shifts his hips back, carving out space between you. A soft groan of protest falls from your lips before you can stop it. In your tired state, your body chases his warmth, pressing yourself against him again with a sway of your hips.

A sharp hiss is forced through his clenched teeth, cheeks flaming when your ass rubs along his already painfully hard cock. Fuck, he silently chastises, this can’t be happening right now.

Your brows furrow in confusion when he tenses behind you, something firm stirring against your skin. He’s so rigid, so stiff, even though he’s the one who pulled you in. It doesn’t make sense.

Suddenly, realization dawns, and your eyes pop open in surprise. Your breath hitches, heart thrumming wildly between your ribs. Your lower belly dips, warmth rising in your core.

“Lo’ak, are you...?” Your head turns, temple only a fraction of an inch away from his lips.

You’re so close, they brush along your skin with every minute movement, sending a shockwave of desire between your legs.

Tentatively, you flip over, rounded eyes peering up into his as you face him. His jaw ticks as he lays completely still, muscles taunt as his heated gaze watches your every move. Color blankets his face, skin hot as a wave of embarrassment washes over him.

You can see how much he wants you, a burning flame of arousal making his golden eyes shimmer in the low light. Ragged breaths mingle, chests heaving as you both pour every ounce of pent up longing into the tiny space between you.

Something snaps within you, and you can’t help but close the last few inches, leaning forward to connect your lips with his.

He responds eagerly, all restraint instantly forgotten. His hand leaves your waist, instead cradling your jaw as he urges you closer. A low groan rumbles his chest, heart exploding with relief that you want him too. His tongue swipes along your lower lip, and you readily open for him, allowing him to explore your mouth freely.

He swallows your gasp of surprise when he flips onto his back, free arm snaking around your waist to haul you on top of him. Your spine arches as you chase his lips, never breaking contact while your legs part, his body easily sliding between them.

You’re straddling him, knees pressed into the mattress on either side of his hips. You can’t help but grind into him, a low moan rumbling his chest in response. You’re already soaked, the rough material of your loincloth creating delicious friction against your clit as it drags along your wetness.

Lo’ak moans, cock twitching desperately beneath his loincloth. He ruts into you, kiss turning feverish. You’re both completely lost in the moment, surroundings forgotten as you devour each other.

The hand cupping your face slides downward, caressing the skin of your neck before skating over your collarbone. A chill runs down your spine, hips stuttering over his when he cups your breast, gently kneading the soft flesh. His thumb ghosts over your stiff nipple, sending a shockwave of pleasure to your dripping pussy.

His other hand grips your hip with bruising force, dragging your clothed center along his cock at a steady pace. He trembles under you, abs tensing, the muscles of his lower belly rippling, already nearing his peak. He pulls back, chest quaking and heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

“Fuck, Y/N.” His voice is rough with desire, hips snapping up into yours harshly.

A shaky moan falls from your lips just before you close the distance again. Lo’ak ruts into you roughly, desperate to feel you fall apart for him. His fingertips trail along the string of your loincloth, dipping under the material, ready to rip it off you in one fluid motion.

That is, until someone stirs across the tent.

You both freeze, mouths ripping apart, muscles instantly taunt. Your breathing stills, eyes popping wide to peer into his fearfully. He blinks up at you, ice cold air washing over him as he’s catapulted back into reality. Back into his family home, where his parents and siblings sleep only feet away.

Shit, he hisses internally, what the hell am I doing?

A chill runs down your spine, body trembling not only from the cold, but from the weight of what you were just doing, lust-fueled thoughts clearing. Lo’ak still lays beneath you, stiff as a board. Your eyes flick over him, from his raised brow, to his reddened cheeks and parted lips, all the way down to his heaving chest.

You glance to the side, head turning slightly at the sound of light footsteps against the floor. Your adjusted eyes easily find Tuk through the darkness, watching with baited breath as she pads across the room. Her arms raise in a sleepy stretch, eyes still closed, a long yawn splitting her lips as she makes her way toward her parents bed.

You’re quick to scramble off Lo’ak’s lap when she settles between them, instantly drifting back to sleep. He rises onto his elbows, still catching his breath as you push yourself from the bed. Your arms wrap around your middle as you stand awkwardly beside him for several beats.

His stomach twists, already missing your heat. But the spell of desire that consumed you both has been broken, replaced with uncertainty and a tinge of remorse. He blinks up at you, hands curling into tight fists at his hips to prevent himself from reaching out, from pulling you back to him and claiming you the way he so desperately wants to.

“I’m just gonna…” You gesture toward Kiri’s bed blindly, voice low as to not wake anyone else.

“Yeah.” He nods absently, clearing hoarseness from his throat.

With one last lingering glance, you turn on your heel, eyes pinching shut the second your face is shielded from his piercing stare. Your heart is racing, chest tight with disbelief at your own actions. With one taste of his lips on yours, you were putty in his hands. It’s shocking, and unnerving, the way your body submitted to his advances so readily.

You quickly stalk across the room, tucking into Kiri’s bed. Thankfully, your back is toward Lo’ak, concealing the tiny smile that won’t leave your face. You don’t even bother messing with her blanket, the chill from the cool night air long gone under the weight of Lo’ak’s searing touch.

It’s etched into your skin, the feeling of his firm hold, the light caress of his hard ridges against your softness…Eywa, you’re done for. One taste isn’t enough, the ache between your legs already urging you to finish what you started. As you settle into a comfortable position, fingertips drag along the skin of your lips, where they still burn from his touch.

Sleep doesn’t come easily for either of you. Unbeknownst to the other, you both lie wide awake for the majority of the night, contemplating what just happened between you. It makes your cheeks flame, equal parts embarrassment and arousal keeping drowsiness at bay.

Whether for better or worse, one thing is clear: your relationship will never be the same again.

@fanboyluvr @minjix @daeneeryss @aonungsmate @glimmering-darling-dolly

[aperiraa]

My homegirl edited these 4 meee love her sm and pinterest

This ain't even close to the freakiest shit I've done, wrote or read but ion know if it's too freaky for yall or not freaky enough so lmk

Lo'ak blinks lazily, un-spilled tears and smoke clouding his vision. He wipes his hand over his face, wiping off the beading sweat as he tries to stay sane. Lo'ak looks down at her, his eyes low and bloodshot as she takes all of him, her soft, plump lips wrapped around the base of his dick "f-fuckk babyy" he locks his hand in her tight curls, pulling it all back from her face. She bobs her head on his thick shaft, spit running down her chin. The two find it hard to focus on anything but feelings as the smoke clouds their minds and the room. Lo'ak's legs twitch and he shudders as his orgasm grows closer, his chest twitches and he throws his head back, tears finally spilling as he cums. His orgasm crashes down on him like the waves were eating him alive "m-mamaa I can'tt- ts' so fuckin good mama" he babbles, the weed and the dopamine swirling and wrapping around his brain. She pulls off, smiling at him sweetly before leaning back down and kissing the tip, spitting his nut back onto his dick. He whimpers at the sensation of her lips on the head of his cock and the unexpected warmth of his own seed running down his member. She licks up his cum at the base of his cock, running her tongue up his shaft, cleaning up their mess. His dick is soaked in spit as it slaps his stomach once she pulls of the tip once more, she sits in his lap and grabs his face by his cheeks "say aahh" he opens his mouth eagerly for his lady. She leans down, her soft hands still gripping his cheeks lightly and spit his nut in his mouth "swallow for me" Lo'ak swallows and pulls her closer "mmm mamas"

[bubblebaththoughts]

thoughts on the sully boys giving head?

well well well 😏

warning, smut under the cut 💋

Lo’ak:

imo, Lo’ak is a messy eater.

And he’s a little greedy.

Whenever he pulls away, his chin is drenched in a great mixture of his own saliva and your slick.

When he gets greedy… it’s when he’s made you cum for however many times and he’s still going. Working at your little sensitive clit, making you into a whining mess.

“Mmm… Lo’ak… no more… it hurts.” You whine out. “Hm… I know, I know baby. You can take it though, can’t you?” He pulls you closer by your hips and buries his mouth back into your abused pussy

Neteyam:

Neteyam loves to eat pussy y’all.

Loves to give you pleasure.

Especially when he can do it with his tongue??? Light work.

Neteyam is a giver. THROUGH AND THROUGH.

So best believe that the head he gives you… the best.

Also, we all know he’s got a breeding kink so when he’s eating you out, he’s actually casting a magic spell on you that makes you wanna have his babies. 🙏🏾🤭😏

But really… I just know that head is god like.

Jake:

He’s more experienced… more seasoned if you will

Loves nothing more than to tongue fuck you, in fact he revels in the way it makes your hips buck up at him

He definitely adds a few fingers into the mix, curling them at just the right spot while also lapping at your clit

He’s so good that he literally has to hold you down to stop your hips from bucking against him

“Don’t run from me baby.” He mumbled as he left wet kisses up your inner thighs. One strong arm was thrown over your waist, making you whine as you couldn’t wiggle out of this one. “Stop movin’.” He grunted, then, found your clit once again, his tongue flicking and teasing at it until you began to beg for him to let you cum, almost screaming as he sunk a finger deep into your sopping wet hole. He knew you well, too well, having done this to you far too many times to count, always breaking you down to a compliant little slut for him <3.

[atxxokirina]

Boyfriend's Brother (pt.2)

Lo'ak x Fem Omatikayan reader | 18+, MDNI

contains: oral (m receiving) deepthroat, cheating, reader's heat approaching, breath play, dom/rough lo'ak, let me know if i missed anything.

part one here

After dinner, you, Lo'ak, and a couple of others were stuck doing chores around the village. You just wanted to go back to your hut and rest, but he's been teasing you nonstop. You couldn't really pinpoint why he was doing this again, but you had some sort of idea.

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3 days ago, an argument between you and Neteyam.

The two of you stood behind the backwoods of the forest, bickering back and forth. "But why? I don't see why you can't just fight this for me!" You yelled at your partner, eyebrows furrowed and body pulsing with anger. "Y/n, I-I'm sorry, my dad needs me to go. You know how he is, please understand." Neteyam pleads. His father and a group of other warriors had been planning a hunting trip for some time, but of course it fell on the day your heat would arrive. You scoff in disbelief. "Neteyam, my heat is coming soon, you can't just leave!" Your lips quiver as you choked back a cry. "Please?" In the midst of your sentence, you spot a familiar figure in the clearing. Squinting your eyes to get a better look, you instantly recognize the man spying on you.

Lo'ak. Great. Of course he's the one who ends up seeing this.

You've started to tune out your boyfriend, all of his excuses and worthless attempts at making you feel better. You subconsciously stare back at Lo'ak, who gives you a sly smirk before walking off. "Y/n are you even listening?" Neteyam waved his hands in your face, snapping you out of your trance. You sigh, folding your arms and looking Neteyam dead in his eyes. "It's fine, do what you want. I don't care." You say without hesitation, but your tone surely implies that you're conflicted. "It's not like you can't miss a single hunting retreat, right?? Not like you go to every single fucking one?!" You raised your voice, frustration making your face heat up. "You know what? Just go do what your daddy wants. Like you always do." You spoke under your breath, stomping away.

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And since that day, Lo'ak has been giving you subtle hints that he wants you again. The entire night, he'd been tugging his loincloth down when you were looking, making sure that you got a good eyeful of his v-line. "Accidentally" brushing his hand across your ass whenever he'd walk by. It was.. frustrating, to say the least. You might have liked the rush it gave you, but you weren't in the mood for him, or his little games.

After setting up a bonfire for the village, you step back and take a moment to admire your work, confident that everything is in place, and now you can finally go home and rest. Turning around, you see Lo'ak who's now standing behind you, his tall figure pressing against you as he snakes his arms around your waist. "I know what you're trying to do, Lo'ak. Just leave me alone." You sigh, unlatching his grip and walking off. but He pulls you back by your arm, earing a gasp from you as your backside presses against him. "That’s too bad," he tilts his head, a smirk pulling at his lips.

“I was actually hoping to catch you alone tonight," He pushes his hips into you now, making sure that you feel him growing. "I saw what happened the other day." He grunts at the feeling of your ass being backed up against him. "I know you saw me there baby. It's not fair, is it? He doesn't even try for you.." Lo'ak grazes his fangs against your neck, his breath making you shudder under him.

Your eyes flutter shut, feeling extra submissive as you practically melt under his touch. "I'll make you feel good again, how about that, huh? Better than my brother was ever able to." His hands begin to find your chest, trailing down to your cleavage. You wanted this, you wanted this so fucking bad. Lo'ak's hands weren't stopping anytime soon, either. They only traveled lower. And since you were still out in the open, you had to make your choice fast.

"Okay," You finally speak, a breath following after. "Take me." After those words, he turns your body around, pushing you into the direction of his hut. Walking in behind you, he shoves your body onto the cot like it's nothing. You gulp, not sure what he plans to do next, but it still gets you hot.

Lo'ak climbs on top of you, staring down at you with a dark gaze. He looks at you like a Palulukan ready to devour it's prey. Before you know it, he's pulling at your top with force. The beads attached fly off, causing you to flinch. "I made that piec-" His palm comes up to your mouth, shutting you up in an instant.

You struggled against his hand, words coming out in muffles. Your eyebrows furrowed as you shook your head at him, lifting your body up. "Lo'ak, wait-" He stops you again, shoving your body back down and keeping his muscley arm on your chest. He straddles your waist, moving his lower body up to your face and staring down at you with a dark look in eye. "You're gonna good, and take what I fucking give you," he began untying his loincloth, once he got it loose, he pulls it down, dick springing out to meet your mouth. "Understand?" Lo'ak aligns his member with your lips, teasing the tip as he groans.

You hesitantly nod your head, pupils fully blown as you maintained eye contact. He looks down at you, grabbing your chin with force and squeezing.

"I didn't hear you. Do. You. Understand?" Lo'ak demanded an answer. His tone deep and intimidating. "Y-Yes, yes I understand" You said below a whisper. He releases your jaw and gives your cheek a soft slap. "Good girl."

"Now," He pushes his cock into your mouth, leaning his head back and moaning at the warmth radiating from inside your mouth. "I'm gonna fuck this cute throat of yours" he declares. "And then, later on.. I'm gonna take this sweet cunt again." Lo'ak finally thrusts his cock deeper, the mushroomy tip kissing your uvula while you choke. "Mhhmmm.. take this fucking dick down your throat." You coughed as he continued to jab the back of your throat, saliva dribbling to your chin.

His thrusts feel endless, his cock is filling the entirety of your mouth now, not giving you a chance to breath. "Lo-!" You try to speak. He's distracted by your hot mouth. Grunting at each advancement his hips make. "Yeah.. hnnghh.. yeah", he moans in a low tone. You're trying to form a sentence, but it's impossible with the amount of relentless pounding, along with the overwhelming spit. Your vision is getting blurry, feeling like you're going to pass out, you can hardly breathe.

Lo'ak hears your cries and the way you cough, but he couldn't care less. He's so focused on his climax that all he wants to do is fuck your pretty throat. He now grips both sides of your head, face fucking you into oblivion, which only causes you to cry out more. "Pleaseeee!" You beg, but you don't know what for. He looks down to see your tear filled eyes and grins at the sight. "You're so.. mngh!" One hard thrust that makes you scream on his cock. "..fucking hot."

"Hmh.. gonna cum, gonna cum down your throat." He speeds up, squeezing your head, fucking it like your pussy. Now you're really going to pass out. Your heart is pounding, you've never felt so scared, yet so horny in your life. You flail your arms, kick your legs, and attempt to pry his hands off of your face.

"Stop wriggling, bitch!" Lo'ak grunts, holding your body down and placing his leg on your chest to ensure you stay still. He chucked as your movements slowed, "That's right." He seems to be enjoying this, oh yeah, he's gotta be. After a few more rough hits into your mouth, he releases a loud, long groan of pleasure. You felt his tip twitching at the roof of your mouth as his warm, slimy cum spews in your mouth. "Fuuckkkk.. take it, take all of my cum, ohhh s-shit" He sighed as his hips stutter.

Pulling out of your mouth with a pop, he shuts your jaw before any of his liquid can seep out. "Swallow it all." He tells you, somehow still admiring you in this state. "I.. I c-an't." You try to respond with a mouth full of seed, he closes your jaw again. "I said, swallow." Lo'ak's tone is becoming more husk, he tilts your head back, causing the cum in your mouth to reach the back of your throat. You almost cough, but his large hands keep your jaw closed.

He watches as your throat contracts, humming in content as you gulp. You look at him, eyes puffy and red from crying. "I don't care if you're tired, we aren't done yet." He reaches to wipe your cheek, beaming down at you. "I'm gonna keep this pussy full of my cock all week."

[maverickbabes]

Can't Handle It Baby?

Can't Handle It Baby?

Aged!Up!Lo'ak Sully x female!navi!reader!

Lo'ak and Reader are both 20

Warnings: Soft!dom!Lo'ak, daddy kink, oral fem receiving, teasing, squirting, cussing, praising, use of nickname "pretty girl" "ma girl" "princess", fluff and cute funny ending

Summary: Y/n told Lo'ak that he has no game and can't make a girl cum. Lo'ak decides to prove her wrong ;)

Y/n back arches as she tries to close her legs but Lo'ak groans against her heat as he trails his hands softly up her thighs leaving goosebumps in his wake. She feels his hands grip her thighs before pushing them apart and holding them down as he teasingly bites her bud, grazing his fangs against it.

"Hm can't handle it baby?" Lo'ak hums against her heat and y/n whimpers in pleasure as she tries to lift her hips up but Lo'ak plants them firmly on the hammock. "You look so fucking beautiful like this ma girl. All spread out for daddy with your hair all messed up and your legs trembling just for me" He praises as he raises himself up and hovers over her, enjoying how her dark blue skin glowed and her amber eyes blown wide with pleasure.

Y/n closes her eyes but Lo'ak is quick to grab her chin squeezing it gently, getting her to open her eyes once more. "No closing your eyes pretty girl, I want you to look at me" He says tilting his head which makes his braids fall over his eyes. She reaches up a shaky hand and plays with the fallen braids then resting her hand against his face.

She pulls him downward and crashes her lips against his and wraps her legs around him, catching him by surprise. He moans into her mouth and juts his cock against her heat, breaking the kiss as he begins biting at her flesh while his other hand trialed up and grabs some of her braids.

In one swift motion Lo'ak was on his back looking up at y/n who was straddling his lap and looking down back at him while biting her bottom lip. She leans down and kisses his neck grazing her fangs against it, earning a groan from Lo'ak as his hands squeeze her hips before fiddling with the beads that rested against the waist of her loincloth.

"Can't handle it baby?" She mocks leaving a trail of love bites and marks from his neck and down his chest. Y/n looks up at him innocently before moving her hand under his loincloth and grabs his cock, pumping him slowly. "Don't tease me pretty girl, you know better" He moans taking a fistful of y/n braids again and pulling her up.

Lo'ak flips them over once more and hovers above y/n's small frame as he thrusts himself into her, instantly bottoming out. "Fuck!" Y/n moans as she arches her back and tries to grab at Lo'ak but he grabs her wrists and pin them above her head. "Going somewhere pretty girl?" Lo'ak teases as he slows his thrusts causing y/n eyes to roll in the back of her head while letting out small whimpers and whines.

"You feel so good ma girl so fucking good" he moans quietly as he grabs her thigh and lifts her leg up to his shoulder, going even deeper with his slow thrusts. "OH FUCK RIGHT THERE LO'AK" Y/n screams as she squeezes around his cock, practically sucking him into her and holding a vase grip on him. "That's not my fucking name" He growls as he moves his hips in a tauntingly slow pace driving y/n mad.

"Mm... Lo'ak pl..p-please" She stutters out and Lo'ak grabs her chin forcing her to look at him. "Not. My. Fucking. Name" He says each word with his hard and fast thrusts. "Daddy Daddy please I'm mm so close I erm hmm" y/n rambles out as he smirks in satisfaction as he releases her wrists and grabs her hips.

"That's a good girl, cum for me princess let me see how good I make you feel" He praises pounding into her relentlessly and y/n lets out a sound mix between a moan and a whine as she comes undone, him climaxing seconds later. Y/n passes out from the amount of pleasure coursing through her veins, unknowingly squirting in the process.

Lo'ak groans as he looks down and sees her juices covering his chest, some droplets running down to his v-line. "Baby hey baby wake up" He says, a hint of concern in his voice as he shakes y/n gently and she slowly opens her eyes looking up at him. "You squirted baby" He says, pride all over his face and y/n looks at his chest in disbelief, seeing her juices running down his chest.

"Holy fuck" She says embarrassed and covers her face with her hands as Lo'ak chuckles from above her. "Aw baby it's okay, it's good actually cause that means I made you feel amazing" He reassures and gently moves her hands away from her face, kissing her passionately. Y/n breaks the kiss and grabs his face, caressing his cheeks softly.

"You sure it's fine?" She asks embarrassingly and Lo'ak places his hands on hers and smiles. "Yes I'm positive baby" He assures before wrapping his arms around her, lifting her into his lap. "At least I fucked you dumb" He jokes cheekily while smiling proudly.

Y/n slaps his shoulder "Lo'ak!" she says with utter shock and he lets out a hearty laugh before tackling her to the hammock once more.

"Round two ma girl" Lo'ak says as he lays on her

"No!" Y/n giggles before letting out a shriek while her mate tackled her to the hammock before laying on top of her

[slutforavatar]

Bestfriends help bestfriends

Pairings; Lo’ak x Omatikaya!Reader smut

A bit of Reader x Ao’nung

Summary; Just two bestfriends with extreme sexual tension

Reader is aged up to 18, Lo’ak and Ao’nung are aged up to 19!!

PURE FILTH!

Warnings; Weed smoking, making out, fingering, oral (male receiving), praising, degrading, Jealous!Lo’ak, public fingering, face fucking blah blah.

Part 2!!

word count; 3.6k

Your POV

“No way you find Mr sully attractive” Ao’nung laughs as he splashes me with some water “oh shut it” a pink tint spreads across my face as I think of my bestfriends dad’s body, my face heats up but my thoughts were interrupted by someones voice “ew you have a crush on my father” Kiri fake gags “can we change the subject please” I look down at the water and a smile creeps on my face at the colourful fish swimming around my legs “is that why your bestfriends with lo’ak?” Kiri smirks as the question slips from her lips, I look up at the girl and confusion clouds my mind “what do you mean?” I furrow my brows at her words “well you think my dads hot and Lo’ak looks like dad” Ao’nung lets out a laugh next to mr, i turn and shoot him a glare “dont encourage this fishlips” he throws his arms in the air and smirks “and no i’m bestfriends with Lo’ak because is better then both of you skxwangs” I shot them both a glare and I head towards the shore “we are so much better then Lo’ak” I laugh to myself at Ao’nungs words, no one could ever be better for me then my Lo’ak. “Lo’ak where are you” I creep my head into our Mauri, my eyes scan the area in search of the Sully boy but to my dismay he isnt in there “Y/n” my head snaps as I hear Lo’aks voice behind me “come” I look up at boy, i look over at his hand and I see the a leaf wrapped up in his hand, i knew what it was instantly and I knew what he wanted to do. Whenever Jake makes Lo’ak feel unworthy he comes to me with the hallucinate herb and we smoke it together, Ao’nung and Rotxo was the one to introduce us to the herb and gosh do I thank him for that.

I watch closely as Lo’ak places the rolled leaf with the herb inside between his lips, my eyes shift to his chest as it rises as he inhales the smoke “whats going on Lo” i rest my head on his shoulder as he exhales the smoke “nothing” he says blankly as he holds the leaf infront of my face andi lift my arm and I take it gladly. I place it between my lips and I inhale the smoke, holding it in til my lungs search for air then I exhale “you only ever want to do this when your father degrades you” I pass it back and he holds it in his hand “he doesnt understand how hard I try” he then takes another hit then exhaling “no one does” my heart hurts at his words, i lift my head off his shoulder and I turn to face him “i understand Lo’ak” I place my hand on his free one and I caress it softly “I understand it is hard for you to move from everything you know to a place you know nothing of” I wince at the emotionless look on Lo’aks face, I’m losing him, hes losing himself. “Neteyam has adapted” he says blankly before taking another hit, I climb onto his lap and I lift my hands to his face. I cup his face in both of my hands “stop comparing yourself to Neteyam” I sigh “you are perfect” I place a small kiss on the tip of his nose then I take the herb out of his hands then I take a hit, i hold the smoke in then I slowly exhale, blowing it into Lo’aks face “im so glad your my bestfriend y/n” he laughs as he fans the smoke away from our faces “what would you do without me” I smirk as I lean closer to him, chest on chest and our faces just some inches apart “I wouldn’t have anyone to get high with would i?” he cocks an eyebrow at me and smirks, my eyes shift from his eyes then to his lips, a warm sensation buzzes between my thighs as I feel his hands on my lower back “y/n” Lo’aks voice pulls me out of my thoughts “how high are you i was speaking to you and you were just zoned out the whole time” he laughs and my face heats up, my breath speeds up and my chest rises and falls rapidly, I need him. “You okay?” I nod slowly at his words the only thoughts running through my mind right now was how badly i was craving his touch, god whatever Ao’nung had given us this time must’ve been 10 times stonger. “Y/n are you sure your face is really red and your breathing really shallow, you better not be having an allerg-“ I’m not even listening to his words “kiss me” his eyes widen “please” I whine and within seconds his lips are on mine. If i was sober this would not be happening right now, my lips wouldnt be locked with my bestfriends as I’m sitting on top of him, or so I try and convince myself i would. His tongue glids over my bottom lip signalling for me to open my mouth, I do as he wants and I let my mouth fall open, he slipd his hot tongue into my mouth and comes in contact with mine. Our tongues dance and fight for domanince, he then pulls his tongue away “stop being bratty and let me win” he mumbles against my lips as he pulls my body closer to his, he then slips his tongue back in and I let him win this time, i feel his hand in my hair then he tugs at it causing me to moan into his mouth “y/n!” my eyes shoot open as I hear Tuk call out to me “y/nnn!” her voice gets closer, I pull my face away from Lo’ak and a string of saliva connects to our lips. I look down at Lo’aks face and a dark red shade covers his face and his pupils are huge “c-coming Tuk” I pull my body off Lo’aks and I fix my hair before the small girl discovers me “hey tuktuk” I smile as the small girl runs towards me “come on the village is having a ceremony and Tsireya is gonna put some paint on our faces” She smiles widely and pulls my hand “yes yes im coming” I walk off with the small girl towards the Mauri’s.

“God how much did Ao’nung give you” Tsireya questions as she places the many colours of paint on my face in a certain pattern matching hers and Tuk’s, I laugh at her question “what ever do you mean” she looks at me as if i’m stupid “dont act dumb you reek of it” I mentally face palm myself, tuk could probably smell it all over me hopefully she doesn’t ask what I smell of “this time it was so strong” the girl looks at me “how so?” my mind runs back to the memories of my body on top of Lo’aks as his tongue explores my mouth “well” I laugh nervously then I look around to make sure no one else was nearby to hear “Lo’ak and I had a very heated.. moment” she pulls away from me and “no way” she smiles widely “what” I cock an eyebrow at her “everyone has been saying that you and Lo’ak have huge sexual tension whenever you guys are together” I roll my eyes at her words “we only made out and its not gonna happen again” I shrug and she continues doing my face paint “you cannot tell anyone okay?” “yeah whatever” she smirks “reya promise me, no one can know it was a mistake and it wont happen again so I dont want everyone knowing” I look at her seriously “yes Y/n i promise, now sit still im almost finished” she puts a few more pink dots under my eyes then pulls away “done” She smiles as she examines her work on my face “thankyou reya you saved me, i could never do this myself ” I laugh then i place a small kiss on her cheek softly then I walk away towards my Mauri to find Tuk and Kiri. “Y/n” Tuk calls out to me as I walk into our Mauri “hey everyone” I look over at Neytiri and Jake and I smile at them softly “you look awesome y/n” I smile at Jake and Neytiri’s compliment “were matching see!” Tuk says to her parents as I pick her up. “Pretty” she places a hand on my cheek softly, trying not to mess up the dry paint on my cheek “have any of you seen your brother?” Jake refers to Lo’ak and his absence “No sir not since before around sunset” Neteyam replies as Kiri puts some yellow face paint on him “I saw him jus-” but I was interrupted by someone else before I could finish “Im here sir” Lo’ak drops his head as he walks into the Mauri “get ready for the ceremony, Kiri or y/n can do your face paint” Lo’ak nods at his fathers words then raises his head to look at me “I’ll do it” I walk over to Kiri and I grab some of the Clay paint then I sit on a mat, Lo’ak then sits across from me “what colours would you like?” he doesnt look at me he just turns his gaze to the paint “whichever you want” he shrugs, he turns to face me then closes him eyes. I’m confused on why all of a sudden hes acting like this yeah we made out just before but it wasnt that bad?. I scoop some of the red paint onto my fingers then I place my fingers on his cheek, I drag my fingers across his cheek then over his nose and then across his other cheek. After finishing his face I move my focus to his chest, I collect some more paint on my fingers then I start placing different colours across his chest, I feel his gaze on me then I look up at him, our eyes locking and I smile softly at him “dont go all awkward on me because of beforr lo’ak” his body tenses “im not” he replies dryly and I roll my eyes “y/n I got us matching flowers for our hair since our paint is matching” I look up at the smiley girl standing infront of me, shes holding a medium sized pink and white flower in her hand “are you able to put it in my hair for me honey” I smile softly, I love tuk with my whole heart she is just like a little sister to me i care deeply for her “of course” she gently tucks it behind my ear “see were matching” she turns to the side so I can see the matching flower in her hair “thats so cute tuk, you look beautiful” I place my hand on her shoulder “why dont you go with Kiri to the ceremony now and Ill catch up yeah?” she dashes off excited. “Your good to her” I turn my gaze to Lo’ak “hm?” I place the paint to the side and I stand up “your good to tuk” I chuckle at his words “shes a little angel”I walk over to the makeshift bench and I grab the shell necklace that Ao’nung made for me

“can you please help me tie this on?” I watch Lo’ak as he walks towards me and takes the necklace in his hands “this is nice, who made it?” I gather my hair to the side “Ao’nung” “oh” he snaps back, my brows furrow in confusion why was he so annoyed that Ao’nung made me something they dont hate eachother anyone, i decide to ignore it. His hot breath fans on my neck as he ties the necklace up, my knees feel as if theyre gonna buckle “done” He pulls away “thankyou, now lets go before they start”.

“Y/n you look awesome” Tsireya pulls me into an embrace “someone amazing did my face paint” i smirk as I pull away from her body “she seems like she knows what shes doing” she giggles “your ego is so high” I laugh “oh shush, the ceremony is about to start you’ve got to find someone to dance with quickly” I groan at the idea. I look around at the glowing bugs flying around lighting aswell as the big sticks with fire on them sticking out of the ground, there is a group of elder woman singing loudly as everyone dances with theyre mate or partner to the voices. I feel a big hand on my shoulder “Y/n, It’s Ao’nung. I turn to face the boy “oh my favourite person” I say sarcastically and he laughs at my words “nice necklace” his fingers skim my neck then he plays with the shells on my neck “wanna dance since we both dont have a partner” he looks down at me and I hesitate at his words, I look around the people to see if I can see Lo’ak, there he is sitting on a log by a fire, i turn my attention back to the tall figure infront of me “sure” I grab his hand and I drag him towards the people dancing, he wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck, he pulls me closer to his body and my breath hitches, Lo’ak’s gonna kill me. I look over at the spot I last saw Lo’ak sitting and there he is, glaring at me, i smirk then i bring my mouth to Ao’nungs ear “wanna help me piss Lo’ak off?” I can already tell hes got his signature smirk on his face “im always up for pissing him off” I smirk at his words “good, because you gotta help me make him jealous, grab my ass” My gaze never leaving lo’ak “you sure?” I just nod in response, i feel Ao’nungs big hands on my ass then he squeezes hard i let out a small Huff noise, Lo’ak sees this then he stands up and I smirk once again “good its working” I mumble. Lo’ak walks towards us but then stops at a random girl, he then grabs her hand then walks closer to us, his eyes never leaving mine, he then stops and starts dancing with her. Jealousy pings in my stomach “we need to do something bigger” I growl in Ao’nungs ear and he chuckles “hes beating you in your own game y/n” I sink my teeth into Ao’nungs shoulder earning a hiss from him, i then pull away “stop talking skxwang” I look over at Lo’ak then I slowly grind against Ao’nung, Lo’ak shoots me a glare then he places his hands on the girls sides, they travel down to her ass and he squeezes her ass softly while staring at me. Jealousy hits me again, thats my bestfriend, my boy not hers to enjoy. I squeeze Ao’nungs shoulder hard in anger “dont let him win y/n” he looks over at Lo’ak “touch me Ao’nung” his body tenses against mine “w-what” he looks doen at me surpised “you dont have to, only if your comfortable with ut, but if you are i ask you nicely to put your hand between my legs and touch me” my gaze still never leaving Lo’aks “since you asked so nicely who am I to deny” His arm slides down my arm then lands on my thigh, everyone around us is too distracted to notice what were doing so I had no care, his hands push my loincloth to the slide slightly so he could get his hand between my thighs, once his fingers come in contact with my heat I let out a soft sigh “shit y/n your so wet” his finger slides through my slick, i stare at lo’ak, his eyes drop from mine to Ao’nungs hand between my thighs then back to my face and I bite my lip softly. Lo’ak then realises whats going on, that was his last straw. He pulls away from the girl he was with then storms over towards me, I smirk feeling as if i’d won. Within seconds Lo’ak had reached me, he places his hand on my upper arm and grabs it tight “get your fucking hands off her” his face just inches away from Ao’nungs “now.” it sounds like venom as he spits out his words, Ao’nung pulls his hands from between my thighs then smirks “if you ever touch her again, I’ll kill you” He glares at the Metkyena boy infront of me, Ao’nung throws his hands in the air then smirks and backs up then before I know it im bring dragged away from the village towards the shore.

“Ow your hurting me” I try and pull Lo’aks hand off my arm “I dont care” he grunts then squeezes me harder, i hiss at him the he stops walking then faces me “who do you think you are letting someone touch you like that infront of the whole clan, infront of me” he lets go of my arm and I let out a sigh “jealous are we” i smirk as I place a hand on chest “why would I be jealous over a whore like you” his hand finds its way in my hair then he tugs it back, i let out a groan “you makeout with me not to long ago then you go and let a guy finger fuck you infront of the whole clan? god didnt know my bestfriend was such a little slut” i roll my eyes at his words then I open my mouth to respond but then he crashes hisnlips onto mine, he moves his hands to my jaw and he squeezes it tight causing me to open it slightly, he then slides his tongue inside my mouth, I clench my thighs together trying to releave some of the tension between my thighs. He then quickly pulls his face away “your mine alright, no more letting guys touch you like that, no Ao’nung anymore got it slut” he squeezes my jaw tighter “uh huh” thats the only way I could show that I agree “look at what you’ve caused” he looks down at his hard cock thats bulging up against his loincloth, i feel pride in knowing that I caused my bestfriend to get hard “gonna help me with that slut?” I nod eagerly “knees now” He pushes me onto the sand, i sit up on my knees “m’ gonna help you” I look up at him as I place small kisses on his thighs “thats right your gonna help your friend out with the problem you caused him” he groans as I get dangerously close to his cock “hurry up y/n” i smirk at his neediness “needy much?” I tug at his loincloth making it fall to the ground, his thick cock then springs out and hits his stomach, my eyes widen and my mouth waters “shit your so big” I look up at him “you must have a thing fot boosting peoples ego’s y/n” he smirks “you dont even need me to boost your ego, its big enough” He rolls his eyes at my words “gonna shut you up with my cock” he grabs his cock and I open my mouth wide then I stick my tongue out, he slaps it on my tongue a few times then he finally slides it into my mouth “mm so warm” he groans as my lips wrap around his cock “take it all” i squeeze my eyes shut as I attempt to take more of him “good girl take it all” he lets out a small moan then I quickly pull my head back but making sure to leave his tip inside my mouth “too big for you” he smirks then i lower my head again taking him more and more “gonna fuck that warm little throat of yours” he places his hands on my head then thrusts slowly into my throat, I take a deep breath through my nose as I try not to gag “mmm so good” he keeps his eyes on me as he thrusts his cock in and out of my mouth, he thrust’s inside my mouth again and I let out a gag “gagging already?” he lets out a laugh “ts’what you get for doing what you did with Ao’nung, little slut you are” he thrusts faster then lets out a hoarse moan “gonna make me cum so quickly” I gag once again, i dig my fingernails into his thighs as hot tears stream down my cheeks “so close baby so close” he quickens his pace “l-look at me baby” he pants, i open my eyes and I look up at his flushed face “such a good girl letting me fuck your face like this” i rub my thumb on his thigh “c-cumming fuckfuck” he lets out a string of moans as his hot cum shoots down my throat. He thrusts into my throat a few more times before he slowly pulls out, once he pulls out i let out a gasp then i suck in some air “such a good girl” he rubs my cheek softly, I look up at his flushed face and i smile “all mine” he runs his thumb across my cheek as I look up at him “all yours”

kinda rushed, dont like it

[llyloak]

what are best friends for?

lo’ak x fem reader (all aged up, 18+)

warnings: smut

summary: when you found out that lo’ak was a virgin, you offered to help him, but was he telling the truth?

NO MINORS!

lo’ak was your best friend since birth, experiencing every event with you—every birthday, the day you got your ikran, and even stuck by your side during your first heat, considering the both of you were awkward teenagers who weren’t even mates.

it’s no doubt that he cared for you and you cared for him. though, most people didn’t understand why you two were always glued together when both of you were complete opposites. you were the girl everyone dreamed of- beautiful, smart, and a big flirt. you weren’t a slut or anything, but you definitely had experience. you got some and you gave some.

on the other hand, some might say loak was childish and a troublemaker. he didn’t mind how people would constantly compare you two because it didn’t matter when you were his. his best friend.

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you were in your tent hanging out with lo’ak when suddenly you broke the peaceful silence. “you know the guy I was telling you about a while ago? Käxp?

lo’ak mentally rolled his eyes at the name. he had a crush on you since forever, but he hid it well thinking that you would never like him that way. “yeah. what’s up?”

“he dumped me. well, we were never really together. i asked him if he wanted to be something more and he admitted that he didn’t want anything serious and just used me for sex”. you had a few hookups in hopes you would find the one yet you never did. “I just want to be treated as something more..not just as a relief, you know?”

lo’ak clears his throat, awkwardly shifting as a flustered look creeps up his face at the mention of sex. thoughts of you doing such intimate actions clouded his mind. “I understand y/n. you are way more than that, you deserve to be treated like the gem you are. Käxp is a jerk who’s missing out”. he put his hand on top of yours caressing it to put you at ease.

you made a small smile at him, so thankful that you have a best friend like him. “thanks lo’ak. I don’t know what I would do without you”. a curiosity suddenly splurged within you. throughout your entire friendship, you have never heard a comment of lo’ak’s dating life. “hey lo’ak.. how come you’ve never talked about your flings? have you ever had sex yet?”

lo’ak suddenly became frozen in place, unable to speak. he was too embarrassed to even say a word. you gasped in shock due to how quiet he got.

“no way! you’re a virgin?” lo’ak closes his eyes and groans in shame. “you could say that..”

you ponder for a response then an idea came up to you. “i can help you lose your virginity..” you scooted closer to him and played with his two hair strands. his breath hitched, he felt like he could explode at any moment right now.

“you would do that for me?” you giggled, “of course I would! what are best friends for?” you sat up straight looking him in the eye. “I’ll take the lead, all right? then you can follow through”. he quickly nodded, he felt his dick getting harder each second. he couldn’t believe his crush, the one he yearned for years, was offering to please him.

you untied his loincloth, pushing it away to the floor. his throbbing dick sprung up to his lower abdomen, leaking with precum. his size suprised you, it was nothing like you’ve seen before his veins were prominent, it was big and prettier than most.

“it’s so big lo’ak..” he blushes furiously, ego getting high at your compliment. you spat on his dick, letting it get wet, giving his shaft a few pumps and licked the underside of his cock. you then made your way to kitten lick his tip to clean off all the precum. his hips jerked, soft grunts coming from him. you moved all the way down to his balls, sucking on it lightly. after much teasing, you took him in your mouth, using your hands to take what you couldn’t fit.

“oh shit…baby your mouth is so good”. he breathes out pushing your hair away from your face to see you clearly. you bobbed up and down his length, working up to his tip, sucking on it while gently squeezing his length with your fingers. he throws his head back, quiet curses were whispered under his breath. you moaned around him, almost sending him over edge.

“baby, im close”. he soothes your hair with his hand, signaling you to pull out. you took his cock deeper, his tip hitting the back of your throat. you didn’t want to pull back. you wanted to know what he tasted like. lo’ak was caught off guard by the way you gagged around him and shot his thick seed down your throat.

“wha- why did you..im so sorry i didnt mean to”. lo’ak quickly apologizes, scared that you were disgusted by him. you detached from his cock with a pop sound, a string of spit connected from his shaft to your mouth. you stuck your tongue out to show him his cum and swallowed it all. lo’ak was in awe by your boldness, lust filling his eyes. you were too oblivious to notice the sudden change, hand wiping your mouth to clean off the excess. “it’s fine lo’ak, I wanted to”. you let out a grin, playfully looking up at him. “besides, you taste good”.

lo’ak gapes at you, he never knew there was this dirty side of you. “ready to put it in now?” you slide your hands up and down his biceps, feeling his soft skin. “if you wanna back out lo’ak, you can”. he takes a deep breath before saying, “nono i want to do this with you”. you then took off your loincloth and top discarding it away, showing him every inch of you. your arousal from your glistening cunt drips down to the floor, allowing lo’ak to catch your scent.

“fuck, you’re so wet”. lo’ak swipes two of his digits over your cunt to collect your slick, examining it, making you shiver. “only wet for you lo’”. you hover over his dick, grinding on it to relieve the ache in your core. he softly groans, “is it okay if we can do doggy style? i heard it’s uh popular”.

“sure, I’m familiar with it, so I can help guide you if you’re unsure”. you go on all fours, a perfect display for him to fuck you. he kneels behind you, one hand grabbing your hips to keep you in place, the other lining his cock to your hole. “so what you’re gonna wanna do is slowly push-“ lo’ak ignores your words, slamming into you without any warning, gripping your waist tightly, flushed against his pelvis. “haah- shit, sweetheart you’re so tight”.

you yelped in shock by lo’ak’s shift in demeanor, “lo’- mmph! wait! a-arent you a v-virgin?” lo’ak snickers behind you, “me? a virgin? nah, I was messing with you”. his thrusts were vigorous with the sounds of your moans, balls rhythmly hitting your clit. his hand snakes down to your tits, squeezing them and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers. “your tits are perfect, fuck, your pussy is perfect”.

“why’d you- oh fuck! l-lie?” your hand curled up into fists, not being able to handle lo’ak’s cock harshly sliding in and out of you. “knew i wouldnt be able to see you like this all pretty n’ wet for me if I said I was”. he moves to your ass, playing with the plush before smacking it. squelching sounds and skin smacking together was all that filled up the tent. “shitt, that’s a good girl, practically sucking me in. your cunt is amazing”.

he litters kisses on your back, leaving a few hickies that were bound to be shown later. you melted under his touch, you wanted to cum so bad. “lo’ please”.

“please what baby? speak up”. you could hear the smirk he had on his face. “please fuck me! please please!”

“that’s my girl”. lo’ak looks down at where you both are connected, a white ring forming around his cock, turning it into a creamy mess as he kept pumping in you with force. “too much. it’s too big lo’”.

“shh, you can take it”. he spreads your ass, getting a better view of his cock in your wet pussy, juices running down. he sighs breathily, “you know, i always had a crush on you, dreaming about what you’d be like under me and ah- shit, now I finally have you”. his words of confession made you clench around his cock tightly. “fuck, don’t do that to me baby”.

“im gonna cum lo’, your dick is so good mm!” you pushed yourself back to his stomach to push him deeper into your cervix. “you’re mine. say it and ill let you cum”. he starts speeding up, feeling your shaky legs. “yours! yours! im yours lo’ak!”

“oh yeah? cum all over me then baby”. with his command, you came hard around his dick. lo’ak let out a low groan at your release, his orgasm almost reaching. “fuck, fuck, where do you want it?” his thrusts were becoming sloppy now, riding out your high. “inside! do it inside me, please!”

“want me to fill you up huh? you dirty fucking girl. take it, take all of it”. his lower abs tightened, spurting his cum inside you, slowly pulling out as excess of his cum fell to the floor. a loud sigh was accompanied by him. he carefully laid you down gently, drawing circles on your hips to calm you down. “atta girl, you took me so well baby”. he kissed your cheek, pulling you closer by the waist.

you hummed into his chest, drifting off to sleep. he looks down at your closed eyes and chuckles, knowing that he’d be the one to take care of you in the morning.

A/N: first post, english is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes. hope you enjoyed this!

[ring-anon-official]

Your Mine

Lo'ak x Reader

Warnings: mean(ish) loak, brat reader, p in v, fingering, dirty talk, smut

He dragged you away from the celebration against the winning of the war after seeing you talking to some guys. Flirting with other guys.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” He said through his teeth

You didn’t answer.

You couldn’t answer.

This is everything you had been praying for.

“Fuck! Why the hell were you flirting with those boys” he growled.

The way he talked with anger made a pool between your legs, all you could do for an answer was bite your lip.

“Fucking answer me when I fucking talk to you” he whispered yelled into your ear.

He grabbed your hand and dragged you away.

You yelped in response to the sudden movement, You couldn’t wait for the punishment you were longing for.

While thinking you ended up at your tent with him.

“Go inside.” He demanded.

You nodded in acknowledgement, you didn’t really flirt with those guys but you made it look like you did to where Lo’ak saw. You knew how bad his jealousy could get. You were pushing your luck today, and you know just how bad of a punishment you’re getting.

“Silent treatment y/n? Seriously?” He asked you with an annoyed tint to his voice.

You rolled your eyes to cover up how wet you were getting just to the sound of his voice. You had to cover it up better.

He had an annoyed smirk and then came up to you.

“Lose the fucking attitude or I’ll make you lose it.” He growled into your face and grabbed your hair.

You couldn’t hold back the whimper that came from you.

“Oh.” He rolled his eyes with a smirk replacing the anger and let go of your hair, “this is about getting fucked. Not other guys. Right?”

You looked away not wanting to answer, then he grabbed your face and made you look at him.

“Isn’t it?” He said with a blank face.

“Mhm.” You replied.

“Of course it is.” He got out of your face.

He rubbed his hands all over his face as it looks like he was making a decision. He looked at you again.

“Is that you want?” He asked sincerely.

“Yes…” you replied unsurely.

He came over to you, you flickered your eyes between his and his lips until he took the hint and kissed you passionately.

Enough for both of you to get turned on.

He starts undoing your top as his kisses linger down your neck.

Once he gets your top off he starts leaving hickeys on your breasts, then he went back up to your neck and jaw and left hickeys on those.

You then started to undo his loin cloth.

He stopped you, “m m, baby, you were bad. I get to choose what happens, mkay mama?”

You nodded against him, agreeing.

He unties your loin cloth and then starts moving circles on your clit with his finger.

“Fuckkk. Honey, your soaked. I didn’t know it was this fucking bad” he groans.

He starts moving his finger down to your hole, one, two, and three. Never stopping with your clit.

You couldn’t hold in your moans anymore. “Mhm fucking scream for me” he curls his finger right into your sweet spot.

You let out a loud moan, not being able to hold it in anymore.

“Lo’ak please!” You beg not knowing what for.

“No, you decided to be bad today. This is your punishment.” He stated.

His words brought you closer to your orgasm.

And he could tell.

“Shit Lo’ak! I’m gonna cum” you cried, walls fluttering around his fingers.

Then he took them out.

He took his god damn fingers out.

You whined at the sudden loss of pleasure as he chuckles at your desperate attempts.

He tastes his fingers covered in your juices still.

“Mm, so sweet mama” he says.

All you could even think of doing was keep whining till you got any sort of friction from him.

“Lo’akkkk” you whined like a child.

He rolled his eyes and asked knowing the answer, “yes my love?”

“Please” you begged.

He smirked once more and started undoing his loin cloth.

His loin cloth came undone and you could see the pre-cum dripping off the tip of his 12-inch dick.

You could feel your mouth starting to water.

You could faintly hear his chuckle, you then felt a slight tug at your queue.

You looked at him as he made tsaheylu with you.

Lo’ak I need you. Please.

That was all he needed before he put his tip against your opening and slid in.

You grabbed onto the back of his neck and threw your head back with a moan.

He goes back to your neck and starts marking your neck purple again.

You couldn’t focus on anything but the pleasure he was giving you right now.

“Mm Lo’ak so good” you said random words coming out of your mouth.

All he did in reply was a chuckle.

Speeding up his thrusts, you started to fall back to the ground more. Trying to grab onto anything.

You grabbed onto his arm, leaving inprints in his arms.

You could feel your walls start fluttering around him again.

He started slowing down his thrusts.

Lo’ak please, faster!

You screwed your face together in annoyance and looked at him.

He rolled his eyes once more and sped up again.

You started to feel the knot in your stomach and you could feel the pleasure he was getting from your walks tightening around his cock.

Fuck, you feel so fucking good squeezing around me.

His words made your orgasm come quicker.

You came all over his cock covering his hips in your juices.

You orgasm making him closer to his.

“Mm, fuck baby I’m gonna cum, where you want it?”

“In me, Lo’ak” you whined, too fucked out to know what you’re saying.

His eyes widened, then he started with a smirk.

After several more thrusts he finally came inside of you as you screamed his name for the last time.

He pulled out, seeing his cum leaking out of you.

He kissed your forehead and made it to where your head laid on his chest.

You did so good tíyawne, so proud of you. Oe tìyawn ngenga nìftxavang (I love you)

He carefully undid tsaheylu. You then both fell asleep right there.

[loaksbitch]

imagine you’re distressed since you’re about to meet his family and need a stress reliever, let’s just say lo’ak was here to help.

warnings – it’s quickie but it’s not a quickie?, slight mention of massage, tummy rubbing, clit stimulation if you squint, p in v, p penetration, lo’ak is just..argh i love him!

you’re stres– no, scratch that. you are about to pass out. the single thought of meeting your boyfriends’ family makes you feel nervous. fuck.

lo’ak on other hand didn’t miss your soft yet chopped sigh. “what’s wrong?” he was standing behind you, taking your figure while a small smile was on his face. “is this okay? i mean… the outfit, it’s formal right? i don’t want them to think of me as–“

“baby, this is perfect.” you hear him. “you’re worrying over nothing.” lo’ak breaths, repeating the same sentence over and over again thinking it would help you ease. nothing was helping you ease. what if they won’t like you? what if they don’t find you as a suitable mate for their son?

knowing you’re not satisfied with his trying of ways to comfort you and he tilts his head a little. “you’re just gonna meet them.”

“of course i’m gonna meet them.” you sneered, “that’s the problem lo’ak.” you don’t notice how his shoulder dropped slightly, thinking of a way to help you come out of your stress.

lo’ak coaxed his way to you and once he was close enough he couldn’t help but trail his fingers in your arms. it felt good, he knew what made your body tingle and relaxed and lo’ak was here to give it to you.

he started from squeezing on your shoulders, earning a little moan from your lips then he went to your back, tracing on the outlet of your loincloth. lo’ak smiled, “you like that?” he asks you, watching the back of your head and leaning to place a kiss onto your hair.

you just hum, leaning to his chest while you two stood on the thick mat of the hut.

you felt his rough palm resting on your hips right after they slid from your back to your waist. you didn’t notice how a smile was curving it’s way to your lips but dropped instantly when you felt your boyfriends’ hand slide to your heat.

“lo-lo’ak, what are you doing?”

he just stayed silent, fingers doing their work to get past your panties and once he was accomplished, you hear him mumble softly to your hair. “making you feel better.”

your body was suddenly feeling hot, knees weakening at the thought of him pleasing you right now. “we have to leave for your family's hut soo–” your breath hitched the moment his cold fingers touched your sensitive nub.

“hmm,” he just hummed, flicking your clit gently while making sure he applied the right pressure on it just like how you want it. “shh..let me take care of you” he adds another finger and your knees buckle.

your brain turned mushy long ago, just accepting the fact the man behind you wants you to feel better. your breath became staccato when he rubbed on your bud circularly and if it wasn’t for lo’ak holding you by under your breastbone, you knew you would fall.

lo’ak then suddenly stopped, pulling his finger out of your loincloth. your chest was heaving up and you were about to whine but lo’ak only gestured you to the hammock. muttering a soft “c’mere.”

you looked at him quizzed but he answered your confused state by pushing you down to the bed before he held onto your hips and dragged you close to the edge.

his fingers working on his loincloth made your inside tingle, something fluttering with excitement and need. lo’ak doesn’t miss your squeal you made when he parted your legs and got between your thighs. he knows you two do not have time, you both needed to move since his family was waiting.

but he wanted to make sure you’re relaxed and stopped bothering over a stupid family meeting shit.

he wasn’t going to leave you be like that not when you’re literally wet and your loincloth had a dark spot on your pussy. the only thought roaming inside his head was youknowwhatilljustfuckyou and lo’ak was going to do it. in a hurry.

“i can’t take my time, okay, pretty girl?” he tells you first, “gonna make you cum quick. yeah?” you just whimpered at his dirty words, nodding your head since your tongue was tied with pleasure.

your inside twisted when lo’ak brought your two legs and placed them on his shoulder, not bothering to remove your cloth you felt lo’ak use his fingers to push your loincloth to the side to expose your cunt for him.

you simply watched him guiding himself to you and with one last look your back arches from the bed as he braced himself and pounded into you.

his one hand digging onto the flesh of your hips the other held onto your calf while brutally assaulting your sopping cunt for him. “is this want you want to relax, baby?” the curve of his cock was hitting the right places causing you to mewl.

“me deep inside you? fucking your stress out?” he hisses darkly when your brows knit. “oh fuck.” he pulls you to meet his thrust, feeling you clench on him while your face twisted with the prettiest agony.

“please,” you weren’t good with words when he was fucking you like that but lo’ak loved every drop of answers that came from your face reactions. your jaw clocked, moaning when he stopped withdrawing and just bottomed out in you. “lo-lo’ak…”

lo’ak only slowed down to just roll his hips, amber eyes glaring at your flushed face while his hand tightened on your calf. you suddenly felt the cord in you snaps and a bubble-like feeling bursting before you came undone on his length and miles him with your slick arousal.

he wanted to tell you how your scent was controlling him but his brain shut down. you watch him burn your soul with his fixated gaze, his already hard cock hardening more inside you as his eyes unfocused and his pulse raced. lo’ak was close.

you giggle the moment his breath hitches but it was short lived when he was filling you up, soft whimpers leaving his throat as he came inside you. still supporting his weight not to crush you, his hand caressed your hip outline, steadying his breath.

lo’ak was the first to break into a fit of giggling, his chest roaring with a laugh that made you smile. a bead of sweat running down the side of his face. “when i said i can’t take my time…i didn’t know i’d cum that fast.” he chuckles, “how are you so good baby?”

“…sorry?” you stifle a laugh, legs still placed on his shoulders.

lo’ak only hums, plunge his hips to yours and thrusting deep enough to make you squeal. “yeah? i’m not.” he gently ceases your legs down and draws from you, pulling out to adjust his loincloth.

“feeling safe now?” the man in front of you questions while he watches you sit by your hips and rearrange your cloth before answering him with a nod. “good.” he reaches out for your hand and helping you get on your feet, lo’ak presses a kiss to your forehead.

“now let’s get your ass moving cause we’re so fucking late.”

inactivity is a bummer and literally demotivation :/ — like + reblog are appreciated! i love each and every one of you sm &lt;3

[lovemyavatar]

Just for the Night

Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Part Two

Warnings: (aged up) nsfw, enemies to lovers, angst, arguing, hate-fucking

part one

The skin on the back of your neck prickles with unease, color tinging your cheeks as frustration mounts with each rushed stride through the forest.

You're practically vibrating with irritation, muscles pulled so taunt a dull ache radiates from between your shoulders. You welcome the sting of short nails biting into your palms, reveling in the distraction for only a moment before the scrutiny at your back becomes too much to bear.

“Will you stop that already?” Your lips purse with a low hiss, head turning just enough to send a steely glare toward the man behind you.

Lo'ak glowers at your quickly retreating figure, lips turning downward in displeasure. Long fingers tighten around the woven basket perched on his hip, the mere sound of your voice putting him further on edge.

“I can feel you plotting my murder back there.” You mutter with a roll of your eyes, attention returning to the path ahead.

The weight of his hard stare is palpable. It settles in your gut, twists your insides uncomfortably. Warmth blankets your skin, a heady mix of anger and...something else, something you haven't dared begin to dissect since the night you both crossed a line it doesn't seem you'll be able to come back from.

“Oh, I don’t have to plot, sweetheart. The whole thing’s already planned out.” His voice is rough, lips twitching into a satisfied smirk at the way your spine stiffens.

You whirl around to face him, fists clenching impossibly tighter, eyes narrowed in a fierce glare. Despite your best efforts, he's continued doing what he's best at: worming his way under your skin.

Whatever this is between you—this stifling tension—it's only gotten worse since that night in his family's tent. The lingering looks, the constant bickering...it's driving you crazy. Not a single day has gone by without some altercation with the youngest Sully brother.

Despite years of this back and forth, you aren't accustomed to the cold, unreadable wall that Lo'ak has built around himself since that night. It makes you uneasy, has you questioning if there may be some deeper issue he has with you, past the point of friendly competition.

“Charming.” Your nose wrinkles with an insincere smile, a scoff falling from your lips as you turn away from him again.

“You always do this." A humorless laugh echoes through the trees as you near your destination. Lo'ak jogs forward, arm extending to brush away a large leaf from the path, allowing you to duck through into the clearing first. “Get all mad as if it's not your fault we're in this position.”

You're already facing him as he steps into the plush grass after you, an expression of exasperated shock etched into your features.

“You're joking, right?” Wide eyes scan his lithe form, taking note of the way strong arms cross so casually over his broad chest.

He can't possibly think this is your fault. You were simply minding your own business, as usual, when he appeared and started bothering you. Kiri was at your side, the two of you helping prepare for the midday meal, chopping various vegetables for the clan.

Less than a minute after Lo'ak plopped down onto the rock only inches from yours, the fighting was unbearable for your best friend. She disappeared with the typical departing insult—calling you both skxawngs (idiots) with a soft sigh.

Truthfully, you don't even know how it started. You never do. Somehow, despite your best efforts, the two of you always end up right here. Harsh words and cold glares exchanged until one of you snaps and stalks off, only for the cycle to repeat the next time you see each other.

“I know you're used to getting away with everything, but you should know by now that I see through the good girl act.” Lo'ak's head tilts to the side, tail swaying with ease at his back.

Despite the volatile nature of your relationship, he's never stopped watching you. He's tried, he really has, to leave you alone—to keep his wandering eyes at bay. But you're always there, always so close yet still out of reach.

It's his own fault, and he knows it, but the fact does little to lessen the sting.

“What are you talking about?” Something ignites in Lo'ak's chest at the flare of heat in your golden eyes. It eggs him on, pushes him closer to the line he's always toeing, between good-natured bickering and actual fighting.

“Oh, please. The clan's precious little angel, used to getting whatever she wants.” His voice drips with mockery, and it makes a wave of embarrassment wash over your cheeks. “And you can't stand that I don't like you.”

Lo'ak's feet move on their own accord, bringing him a step closer with each harsh word. He has no idea what he's doing, doesn't know what's possessed him to take it this far, but he's just so...fed up. He's tired of this push and pull, tired of warring with himself every time you're close.

He can't stand you, and yet, he aches to be near you. His heart yearns for yours in a way he's never experienced with anyone else. In a way he hasn't been able to shake since the very moment he realized his feelings for you breached well past platonic.

It was only a breath later that he decided he would never have you. Decided it would be best to push you away, to protect his fragile heart from the surety of your rejection. Because, even at such a young age, he knew it would never work. He'd long been labeled the trouble child, the rebel, the one who ruins everything he touches...

And how could he bear to bring you down with him?

A surprised laugh bubbles in your chest, and you move back, desperate to put some distance between you. It's clear, what he's insinuating. That you're the instigator, the one to blame for the argument that got you into this mess in the first place.

Regardless of who threw the first verbal punch, Lo'ak's father—your Olo'eyktan—was not the least bit happy. He stormed toward the two of you without hesitation, sternly hissing that you were drawing attention to yourselves. Bringing shame to your families.

His words settled heavily in your heart, made your ears flatten with shame. But he was right. It only took a single glance toward your father, standing just a few feet behind Jake, to notice the disappointment gleaming in his eyes.

As the Olo'eyktan's closest confident, he has an image to uphold. Which, in turn, means that you do too. And typically, you're an exemplary member of the clan. You pull your own weight, help others whenever possible, and keep to yourself otherwise.

But there's just something about Lo'ak that makes you forget all duty and responsibility in the name of defending yourself, of proving that you're not some wallflower. That you're worthy of being noticed.

Jake quietly ushered you both off to collect some fruit for lunch, ordering that you not return until you've figured out how to get along.

“Are you actually that self-absorbed? You really think I'd waste my time trying to get at you?” You peer up at Lo'ak in disbelief, a flash of anger making your heart beat just a fraction faster.

“Drop the innocent act. It's just me, and I've already seen the real you. Can't get much worse than that.” He regrets the words the instant they leave him, jaw clenching at the way your lips part in surprise.

He's taken it too far. That much is clear, if the pained glimmer that washes over your eyes is any indication. It's gone in an instant, replaced with the fiery anger he's used to. Your ears twitch, tail snapping, a clear display of your animosity.

“If I’m the clan's angel, what does that make you? Clan screw up?” Your hands curl into fists and you take a small step forward.

The air between you is sharp, jagged edges of your tattered friendship hanging by a thread. You can't help but lash out, even if the insult has your own heart cinching in your chest.

It was a low blow, and it's obvious you've hit a nerve. Your chest heaves as you watch the words settle over him, watch his expression crumble before turning hard as stone again within seconds.

Lo'ak's tail twitches to attention against his spine, before swishing from side to side harshly. His breath hitches, heart racing with an overwhelming mix of emotion.

It washes over him in wave after wave, an onslaught of anger, frustration, crushing sorrow. Because after all this time, you finally see him for what he truly is.

What he fears he'll always be.

“At least I actually contribute. You can’t do anything without daddy hovering right behind you. How pathetic.” He crowds the remaining space between you, towering over you, chin dipping as his eyes narrow into a harsh glare.

He looks downright menacing, not an ounce of warmth in his expression. A soft gasp falls from your lips, moisture blurring your vision. He's breathing heavily, chest nearly touching yours as he fights to slow the violent thrum of his heart.

You peer up at him, equal parts rage and hurt swirling deep within your belly until you can't take it for even a second longer. One of your hands rears back, but before you can land a hit on his cheek, he snatches your arm out of the air.

Long fingers curl around your wrist, his hold gentle but firm. The feeling of his skin on yours sets you ablaze, fans the flame of desire that's been building within you since that night. This is the first time he's touched you since then, and though it was only in an act of self-defense, the warmth from his palm has you reeling.

“I hate you.” You voice wavers, the proclamation nothing more than a broken whisper.

“Good.” His jaw clenches, your spiteful words only spurring him on.

He pulls you forward roughly, capturing your lips with bruising force. You stumble into him, body responding without hesitation despite the weak internal protests warning against falling into this pattern with him.

The pressure on your wrist disappears, instead moving to your hips as both of his hands circle your waist. A gasp tears your lips from his as rough bark bites into the skin of your back. You hadn't even realized you were moving, too distracted by the burning heat of his lips on yours.

Lo'ak devours you like a man starved. His kiss isn't sweet, it isn't tender. It's all tongue and teeth, a explosion of pent up tension that's been brewing for years. A shiver rolls down your spine, and you arch into him, pressing your chest flush to his.

Your tongues battle for dominance, ragged breath mingling as you both pour every ounce of distain for each other into the kiss. One of your hands lifts, fingertips smoothing over the side of his neck to draw him in.

You hold him there gently, a quiet moan spilling into his mouth despite your best efforts to keep any noises at bay. Warring desires clash in your mind. You want to shove him away, and pull him closer all at once. He's so infuriating, so intoxicating, and you're far too under his spell to escape now.

Within seconds, your loose hold is ripped away as he cages your hand against the tree, holding it above your head. You can't help the way your hips writhe along his, a breathy sound falling from your lips when you feel the stroke of something hard against your soft heat.

You respond by tangling your free hand into his braids, tugging harshly just to see his reaction. His head jerks back at the unexpected sting, a rough growl rumbling his lungs. Your hips rut against his again, the vibration of his chest on yours settling hotly between your legs.

A wave of pleasure washes over him, the color of his cheeks deepening. His eyes snap to yours, narrowed in warning before he leans forward, nipping at your bottom lip lightly. An involuntary whimper escapes you, hold on his hair tightening.

A low moan falls from his lips, a shaky breath fanning your face as he staggers back a step. Your lips chase his, seeking the heat of his touch before your mind has a chance to catch up. The two of you stumble blindly, an uncoordinated dance of passion as you desperately fight to stay connected.

This continues until one of Lo'ak's heels catches on an upturned root, sending him crumpling to the ground. His arms slide around your middle, caging you to his chest as his tailbone takes the brunt of the fall. He grunts against you, lips still ravaging yours without skipping a beat.

The slight ache from the fall is instantly forgotten as you mount him, spreading your legs so his body easily slots between them. His head tilts back at the sensation of your plush skin on either side of his hips, a shudder wracking his chest when your hands begin exploring his skin.

Your fingertips trail along his chest, over trembling abs, all the way down to the hardened length still trapped beneath his loincloth. When your touch ghosts over his cock, he jerks, his hips rutting into your hand. A breathy moan falls from his lips, followed by a shaky gasp when you do it again.

“Not so tough now, are you?” Your lips twitch into a smirk against his, earning you a low growl.

“Shut up.” He hisses, long fingers curling around your throat.

The hold is possessive, and oh so dominant, a show of control even though he's the one beneath you. He pulls you forward, claiming your lips harshly again. A shiver rolls down your spine, and you can't help but drag your soaked core over his cock.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He gasps, lips ripping from yours as his head falls back, eyes fluttering with a surge of pleasure. His hands fall to your hips, his hold tight as he presses you down onto him, guiding your movements.

“Take this off.” Your chest is heaving, breath ragged as you hurriedly tug at the strings of his loincloth.

His lips curve into a lopsided grin, though another moan rumbles his chest when your hips roll along his cock again. “That desperate already?”

“Don't.” Your voice drops in warning as you successfully undo the knot, before practically ripping the material from his body.

It's quickly discarded, leaving you with nothing to do but dissect his cock with heavy-lidded eyes. It's bigger than you imagined, slapping against his stomach as it stands fully erect.

Something warm and unwelcome blooms deep within Lo'ak's chest, as he watches you. Wide eyes, flushed cheeks, plump lips parted with wonder as you take him in for the first time.

He's quick to flip you over, to lay you gently onto the soft grass. His palms press into the earth on either side of your head, supporting his weight as he takes a moment to gaze down at you. He can't help it, the way his eyes lock onto yours, pouring out every last bit of his usually tightly shackled emotions.

Having you beneath him like this is something he's fantasized about for years, and even now, he's not quite sure that it's real. He's tried so hard to push you away, to wedge so much distance between you that this could never be a possibility. And yet, here you are, more beautiful than ever...and all his.

He rips his gaze away, warmth blanketing his face. He deftly unties your loincloth with one hand, slipping it down your legs smoothly. His palm skims along the outside of your calf, sending a shiver down your spine.

When he reaches your thigh, he gives it a firm squeeze before hooking his fingers behind your knee and urging your legs apart. A deep moan rumbles his chest at the sight of your glistening pussy, fingers moving to drag along the trail of slick coating your inner thighs.

“Goddamn, you always get this wet when we fight?” He rasps, only half joking. The mere idea of you so hot and bothered by him, by your frequent disagreements, has his cock throbbing in anticipation.

“Stop. Talking.” You hiss, the color of your cheeks deepening with arousal and embarrassment alike.

Lo'ak gives his cock a few strokes as he aligns himself with your entrance, dragging his swollen tip along your soft folds. You arch into him, a quiet moan falling from your lips. The sound has his gaze snapping to yours again, breath lodging in his throat.

Suddenly, this position feels too intimate. It tightens his chest, makes his stomach flip with conflicting emotion. A deeply seeded desire within his heart urges him to take care of you, to allow whatever this is between you blossom into something real. Something warm and soft, unlike the cold bitterness that's been festering for years.

It's all too much. Too good to be true.

So, instead, he grips your waist and roughly flips you over, hauling you onto your hands and knees before him.

“Lo'ak—” You gasp, surprised at the unexpected movement.

“Thought you said no talking?" His teeth clench so hard he fears they may shatter, but he welcomes the ache as he easily slides into your waiting pussy.

You cry out, arms already trembling, nearly collapsing onto the grass at the burst of pleasure. Lo'ak's eyes pinch closed, hands gripping your hips with bruising force as he slams his entire length into your sopping pussy. He groans when he bottoms out, tip pressing firmly into your womb.

You're a mess before him, reduced to a string of moans and whimpers as he drills into you mercilessly. Your back bows, head dropping between your arms when your lower belly tightens. His head falls back, a low growl echoing through the clearing as your silky walls flutter around him.

He doesn't give you even a second to rest, maintaining a brutal pace as he chases his high. One of his hands smooths over your lower back, pressing into it to force a deeper arch. It continues trailing upward, until his fingers tangle in your braids, jerking your head back firmly.

Sharp teeth catch his lower lip, restraint tightening his chest as he fights to hold back mounting pleasure. All you can do is whimper meekly, the sting in your scalp pushing you closer to a quickly approaching orgasm. Moisture pools in the corners of your eyes, his roughness too much and not enough all at once.

This is what you expected from him, and yet, it's better than you could've imagined. The way he handles you, bends you to his whim, it has your pussy spasming around his cock all over again.

“Fuck.” Lo'ak rumbles, his free hand snaking around your stomach, fingers expertly finding your clit.

You jolt at the sudden explosion of pleasure, the mere swirl of his fingers over your overworked pussy throwing you into an intense release. A series of sharp moans echo through the trees, every muscle in your body tensing before you shatter around him.

Lo'ak suddenly jerks his cock free, the abrupt emptiness jostling your trembling form as he pumps his cock, riding out his orgasm with an arm still firmly wrapped around your middle.

Silence falls between you, thick and uncomfortable as the weight of what you've just done settles over you both. You fight to catch your breath, pushing yourself up and out of his hold with shaky limbs. You avoid the sharp glare you can feel prickling against the side of your head, eyes scanning the area for your loincloth.

“That's never happening again.” The words aren't nearly as strong as you would've hoped, the slight quiver in your voice betraying the turmoil raging within.

Being with him like that, it was...good. Too good. It felt right, like the two of you should've been doing this for years, rather than pushing each other away at every opportunity. It's planted a seed of doubt in your mind, made you wonder what it could be like to let him in, to explore the possibility of being more.

It's a dangerous thing, hoping for something like that.

“Obviously.” Lo'ak is quick to agree, averting his eyes as you shakily stand to your full height and pull your loincloth back on.

By the time he's retrieved his own clothing, you're gone. A rough sigh caves his chest, disappointment lodging deeply within his gut. Some part of him, however small, thought maybe things would be different after what you just did.

He runs a hand down his face, replacing his practiced mask of indifference before he'll have to face you again.

The walk back to Home Tree is silent. He doesn't approach you, instead he maintains a wide birth between you, trailing your tense silhouette from a distance. When he breaks through the tree line a few seconds after you, his irritated groan has your head whipping around.

Your eyes widen, silently asking him to corroborate whatever story you've just told before your attention returns to his father.

“Lo'ak.” Jake's arms are crossed tightly over his chest, a signature look of disapproval etched into his strong features. “Did you two work it out?”

“Uh…yeah.” He winces, rubbing at the back of his neck as a wave of uncertainty makes his stomach twist.

Had you? Or did he only make things worse, like he always does?

Jake's eyes narrow, flicking between the two of you for several seconds. He notes the absence of any fruit, which is the entire reason he sent the two of you into the forest in the first place. That, coupled with your disheveled hair and Lo'ak's crooked loincloth, tells him everything he needs to know.

“Alright. Dismissed.” He pinches the bridge of his nose, a sigh of exasperation filling the space between you.

You're quick to scurry off, practically running away the very second you're given permission. Lo'ak's gaze remains locked on your retreating figure until it disappears into the center of Home Tree. His head drops, eyes closing as he considers the consequences of what you've just done.

He only makes it one step before Jake grips his arm, gently pulling him back.

“Not you, boy. We need to have a talk.”

@youcantseem3 @neyetams @pandorxxx @daiyuu27 @taleiak @neyetams @mrslandryy @superiorbyfar

[aperiraa]

Neteyam girls are like quiet earthy girls who really sweet and they listen to Erykah Badu but they get really nasty in bed

Lo'ak girls is like those hot pink (idk what the style is called but it dont gotta be pink) girls who openly freaky

I just mean by the attitude and how they talk abt the boys not how each person act

[bubblebaththoughts]

thank you pookies 🤭🤭😘😘😘

because it’s 420, I’m putting my son to bed and then ya girl is getting HIGH. 🙏🏾.

if yall wanted to send in some asks… now’s the time cause mannn…

I’m one horny bitch when I’m high yall.

(this is me begging for some horny asks. PLEASE. 🙏🏾)

[atxxokirina]

Pain Reliever (18+ MDNI) —

Lo'ak x Fem Na'vi reader

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Plot: You've been working as a tent healer for nearly six months. The role had it's pros and cons, but nonetheless, you loved your job. Crafting remedies, tending to injuries- anything that was related to being there for your people, you enjoyed. Once Lo'ak comes in with a specific ache in his shoulders, you decide to help him out, and be his pain reliever

Contains: Massage gone sexual, almost caught, doggy style, Lo'ak calling reader "mama", creampie, & Lo'ak making reader use their words. Let me know if I missed anything ;)

Na'vi key/Translation: Fpomtokx - health (physical) Tewng - loincloth

It was just before eclipse. Some time after the war party had returned. Not many were injured, and the most you had to deal with was a small gash on one of the warrior's legs. As you're packing your supplies into your pouch, you're interrupted by the tall, blue figure in front of you. You look up, tilting your head with a sideways smile.

"Hi, Lo'ak." You say in a sarcastic tone, shoving a tube of lotion into the bag. "Don't get too excited," he laughs, kneeling down in front of you.

"Do you need something? If not, I'm heading home." You sighed. Standing from your position, peering down at him. "Yeah, uhm," he spoke, diagonally rubbing his shoulder blade. "I have this pain in my back, think you can help me?" He stands with you now. "I wish you'd seen me sooner." You sigh with an eye roll as he smiles at your response.

"Alright, come on." You pat the cot. "Just lay down, I'll get to you in a second." He nods, strutting over to your cot as he plops down. "Thanks, mama." Your ear twitches at the name. "U-Uh huh. No problem.." You bend over to your pouch, searching your fpomtokx oil.

You knew him calling you 'mama' probably meant nothing, but the way he said it almost made you fall to your knees. As you pull out the closed tube of oil, you make your way back over to him.

"How long has it been hurting?" You ask, dotting the liquid into your palm. Lo'ak smiles warmly as you walk over, laying down as ordered. "Maybe a day or two? But it's nothing too bad. I'm still mostly fine." He lets out a tiny sound of relief once you apply the ointment to his skin. "That feels great.." Lo'ak groans quietly.

"That's good," you clear your throat, pushing into his lower collarbone. Closely watching as he closes his eyes. You carefully listen in on his low moans, keeping an eye on the way he bites his lips. It sounds like music when it's from him. You can feel butterflies forming in your stomach, and a small pool of wetness fill your tewng. "It really helps when someone else does it." He mumbles, still in a trance.

"Yeah? Well I'm glad I could help." You smile, pressing one last time onto his shoulders before you cap the tube. Lo'ak sat up after you finished. His dark auburn eyes focused on yours.

And, fuck, he is so hot like this. His entire body oiled up, and tender.. words cannot describe how badly you wanted him in this moment.

And if the Great Mother gave you a chance, you'd suck his di-

"Everything okay?" Lo'ak tilts his head to your view, pulling you from your deep thoughts. "Y-Yes, everything's fine. Sorry," You apologize, tripping over your words. "If the pain returns, please come see me again. I'll do my best to help you." You nod.

"Mhm. Yes ma'am." Lo'ak replies. His voice raspy and husk, almost throwing you in another daydream. Just as you turn around, you feel a large set of hands pull you back. You yelp in surprise, feeling your ass press against Lo'ak's hard on. You can hear his soft chuckles. He's loving your reactions.

Lo'ak stood from his seat, pressing into you more, and his bulge is more prominent with your pussy now. Without a word, he starts to kiss your lower back, slowly caressing your skin and holding onto your waist. He whispers into your neck before gently biting your it. "Mmm.. Don't go just yet."

You almost gave in to his advances as your eyes flutter closed, until you remembered where you were.

"Lo'ak, what if someone walks in.." You quietly speak before he claws into your pelvic bone, forcing your ass to press into his dick. "Shit, mama.. you think I give a fuck about that?" He groans, dry humping you now. You feel a fire bubbling inside of you, mixed with butterflies and the pulsation of your cunt. He pulls the front of his loincloth down, his cock springing out and lightly tapping your back.

Lo'ak continues to grind his cock against you as he begins untying your loincloth. "Feel me, baby?" He huffs, desire growing by the second. Eventually, he gets your loincloth off. Pulling one last string as it instantly falls to your feet.

You let out a full moan as you felt his warm cock against your ass. He holds your waist with one hand while fisting his cock with the other, teasing your slick slit. "Uh.." You quietly mewl, leaning your head back into his shoulders. Lo'ak smirks at your submissiveness. "Mhm, that's right." Your core parts are heating up with arousal. It's useless to resist now.

You start to buck back onto his cock, sliding back and forth as he held it in place. "Oh, fuck yeah.. That's it, mama. Keep that pussy on me." Lo'ak moans. His hold on your waist only becoming more firm. You whine in response as you get completely lost in the feeling.

His mushroom-like head is prodding against your clit, pushing an addicting feeling with each tiny thrust. "Tell me what you want." He demands, swiftly moving the hand that was on your waist to your mound, ghosting his fingers over it. "Ah- I-I want you, please." You whimper.

"Mmh.." He inches his cock into you, gently parting your lips as the tip slides in. He stops once his head is submerged inside of you. "C'mon, you can do better than that. Beg harder." He demands. "Please, please, Lo'ak. Just fuck me.. I want it so bad, I need it. Make me feel good, please.." You continuously beg, and it's simply music to his ears.

"That's better." He affirms before shoving his full length inside of you. You squeal as he uses your hips as leverage, panting with each thrust. Lo'ak's motion doesn't stop, he's fucking you like his life depends on it.

"This little pussy feels so fucking good around me." He grunts with a sharp exhale, throwing down one smack to the right side of your ass. You cry out, followed by a moan. "Look at the way it bounces back for me, shit.." He chuckled.

"P-Pleaseee, Lo'ak. Don't stop!" You cried another beg. "Ah..haah!- nghhh!" The quick rythm he's obtained causes your sweet spot to coil up, you gasp and mewl at every chance you get as his cock knocks the wind out of you. "You love this dick, don't you?" He hums, slowing down and grinding his hips up into your cunt.

"M-Mhmm!" You respond, completly drunk off of him. "Nah, say you love it. I wanna hear you, mama." His thrusts come to a halt, making you whine. "No, no.. Why did you stop?" You try to fuck yourself back onto him, but he holds you in place, leaning down to your ears.

"Say it."

His voice was deep. A type of deep you couldn't resist, even if you tried. "I love your dick, Lo'ak. Ah! I love it so much. Please, keep fucking me." You whimpered. It seemed to be enough because just at that, he goes right back to pounding you into oblivion. You mewl and screw your eyes shut, practically screaming for him as his cock twitches against you, closed in by your walls. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep squeezing me like that. Hmhng, fuck.."

You convulse. Trying your best to follow his pace as your climax approaches. "I'm gonna cum too! Oh fuck, fuck!" Lo'ak dug his nails into you, his low groans only helping your cum build up inside. "Fuck, baby. I'm c-cumming inside you.. Cum with me!" He threw his head down, pelvis hitting your ass while his warm seed filled your womb.

"Take all this cum, take it all for me, baby."

You whine as your natural liquids mix with each other, hearing it gush and seep out of you as his pulls out. "Fuck.." You sigh, immediately laying down as your legs tremble. He leant against the cot, looking down at you, his breath also absent.

"Y/n," Lo'ak starts. "I know you're tired but, we can't rest here." You mumble nonsense, far too fucked out to care about what he's saying. As he's fitting his tewng back on, he reaches down to grab your arms. "Come on, you can sleep at my—"

"Hello? Y/n? Have you seen my brother?"

All laziness jumps out of you once you hear Neteyam at your door. You shoot a concerned look toward Lo'ak as you heart pumps. He shakes his head at you, mouthing the words, "No"

You're internally freaking out. If you could ever magically disappear, now would be the time.

"Y/n, are you there? Can I come in?" Neteyam knocks again.

"No! No, he's not here." You hurriedly respond.

"Oh, well do you know where he might be?"

You look over at Lo'ak again for an answer. He shook his head. "No, Neteyam. Sorry." You gulp. "I'll let you know if I see him." You add on, a nervous laugh escaping you.

"Ah, alright. I'll see you later then." Neteyam speaks through the door one last time before hearing his footsteps fade away.

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A/N: hi guys, I know I've been dead for the past couple of weeks 😭 I was on somewhat of a hiatus. I've been sooo overwhelmed with all of the requests I'd gotten, (which is so stupid of me because I literally asked for them 🤨) but anyways, I'm back! And I'll be working on the requests I have currently, as well as the other fics I personally have been writing. Feel free to send requests ofc, but just know it might take me a while to write them. I love you all sm, MWAH 💙

taglist: @pandorxxx @sweethoneycn @neytirishottie @sullybrotherslover @tsireyafilms @teyamsgrl @encephalitis-on-sundays @sassypain @neon-groves @rosyjn @hidingfrommanda @whore-for-hawks @ele-sme @lowryv @teyamsatan

[maverickbabes]

Kinkmas Day 3 - "Just for you"

Kinkmas Day 3

Aged!Up!Lo'ak Sully x female!navi!Omatikaya!reader!

Warnings: Daddy kink, hair pulling, some choking, rough passionate sex, cussing, petnames - babygirl, princess, kitten, babydoll, darling. I think that's it :)

Lo'ak is 23 and reader is 22

A couple weeks ago, your human friend Autumn showed you what lingerie and stockings were and even gave you your own set. Although you haven't opened the box yet, you were excited to see what was in it cause you were going to surprise Lo'ak.

"Okay, let's see what is in here" You whispered to yourself as you untied the bow and lifted the lid. Inside, was a baby pink babydoll set included with a feathered robe and stockings. "Oh my gosh!" You gasped as you giggled happily before setting everything out.

You took off your loincloth and beaded top and set them to the side then grabbed the lace bralette and matching panties. Lo'ak was due home at any minute so you knew you had to be quick. As you quickly put on the set, you felt butterflies flutter in your stomach.

Once you put the garter on, you grab the stockings and slip them on then clipped them into place. Noise coming from outside of the hut indicated that Lo'ak would be coming in at any moment so you hid the box underneath the table.

"Holy fuck" Lo'ak says causing you jump a little as you turn around to see Lo'ak wide eyed and mouth open. "Hey baby" You say softly as you began walking over to him, enjoying how his eyes never left your body. "Like what you see?" You ask him and he nods his head fast, entranced by you.

"W-where did you get this?" He stutters out as he swallowed hard, to entranced by the lingerie you were wearing. "I got it from my friend Autumn and I thought I'd surprise you" You explained, suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed.

Lo'ak notices you becoming shy so he grabs you by your hips, pulls you close to him and gives you a deep passionate kiss. You moan into the kiss and run your hands into his hair, pulling roughly at his braids.

He groans into the kiss then taps the back of your thighs, indicating for you to jump which you do. He carries you towards the hammock where he lays you down and climbs on top of you.

"Fuck you're so God damn sexy darling" Lo'ak praises you as he kisses down your neck, towards your breasts. "All just for you daddy" You tell him as you give him a wink which threw him over the edge.

He practically rips off the bralette off your chest causing your breasts to bounce and nipples to harden. Lo'ak leans down and starts sucking at your chest while tweaking the other one with his free hand.

"Please don't tease me daddy" You whined impatiently, wanting to feel him inside you. "As you wish princess" Lo'ak says as he unties his loincloth while you start to slide off the panties but he stops you. "No don't take those off, I wanna fuck you with those on" He orders you and you obey his wishes.

"Fast or slow?" He asks and you knew you wanted it rough, hard and passionate. "Fast daddy" You tell him and he nods his head as he grabs one of the beams holding the hammock up before slamming into you.

You let out a sound in-between a moan, a gasp and a whine as he began pounding into you. "ah oh fuck Yes!" You screamed as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"That's it kitten, let daddy hear how good he makes you feel" He praises as he quickens his pace. You could feel your orgasm coming closer and closer and Lo'ak could tell you were about to come just by the way your body arched and they way you moaned and whimpered.

"It's okay babydoll you can come for me" Lo'ak says and you releases your orgasm, him following close behind.

let's just say you got a lot more lingerie from autumn ;)

an: sorry this is rushed jll fix it tomorrow