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pandoraslxna · 6 months
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⋆。° ✮ minors dni 🔞
⋆。° ✮ Kinktober masterlist
⋆。° ✮ Warnings: foursome, praise kink, blindfolded, teasing, dirty talk
⋆。° ✮ Translation: sevin = pretty
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"Guess who."
You certainly don’t need sight to tell them apart, in fact, one of the things you love about being with them is how different they are. How lucky could you possibly get, you think, as strong hands grip your jaw lightly until you open up and a thumb swipes over your tongue, dips inside your mouth for you to suck on, before slowly pulling out with a wet pop.
"A-Ao’nung", you whisper, "it’s Ao‘nung."
The cloth covering your eyes is well-woven by skilled fingers you’re very much familiar with, soft, strong, and dyed a dark enough blue that it's nearly black and you’re unable to see. It sits comfortable, despite the tight knot behind your head.
Anticipation flutters through your stomach and chest and your heart beats just a little faster, your breath comes a little quicker as you wait for an answer.
Neteyam chuckles, you know it’s him because the sound of it always sends a chill down your spine.
"Good job, sevin", he praises.
You can feel him circling you even with your eyes closed. The heat from his body radiates out, crossing the space between your bodies to seep into your bare skin. Someone shifts, most likely Ao’nung tracing his place with Neteyam.
It’s hard, not being able to reach out towards him as he stands right in front of you, to thread your fingers through Neteyams hair or tug his mouth down to yours.
Thankfully, he’s the one reaching out to you first. You know it’s him, the hand that cups one of your breasts and caresses your skin with his thumb, running over your nipple until it hardens. You know it’s him, because he’s gentle. His palm is warm and soft and he kneads your breast in a way that’s so lovingly, like he’s worshiping your body in a tender way.
"I know it’s you, Neteyam", you breathe out, your tail swaying a little overly excited behind your back.
But the very moment said hand suddenly pinches your nipple, causing you to gasp as he teases and tugs on the sensitive little nub, you already know that your answer was wrong.
"N-No it’s, it’s Lo‘ak", you blurt out with reddened cheeks, obviously embarrassed that you had fallen into his trap. So typical of him.
All three of them chuckle in unison at this, before Neteyam hums lowly, "Hmh, good girl."
You’re certain that the hand that now runs over the inside of your thigh, gently squeezing your flesh, belonged to him. But you decide to keep your mouth shut this time, afraid this could just be another trap to tease you further.
The sudden brush of his mouth against yours makes you gasp into the kiss and you lean into it, just as Neteyam breaks away, letting a whiny noice of frustration escape your parted lips.
"Neteyam…", you complain softly, pouting a little. And even though you couldn’t see him like this, you knew by the tone of his voice and the quiet clicking of the beads in his braids that he was tilting his head as he asks, "What is it, hm?"
"Don’t you enjoy our little game?", comes from beside him. This has to be Ao’nung, you think to yourself, and right on cue, what must be Lo‘ak chimes in, "She’s so cute like this, bro."
"Stop teasing me…", you whine, barely above a whisper, "please."
"Yeah, she can be adorable if she really wants to." It’s said over your head with a low chuckle, and then a hand reaches out to cup your jaw again. Ao’nungs thumb traces the outline of your bottom lip, and you can’t help the way your tongue immediately darts out to give him a little kitten lick.
"Fine", Neteyam sighs, "We‘ll stop teasing you, sevin. But the blindfold will stay on."
"Huh, w-what? Why?"
"Because we love how flustered you get like this", Lo‘ak chirps gleefully, and the grin on his face can be heard in his voice.
Another hand, this time you really struggle to figure out who it belongs to, then dips between your thighs, cupping your bare cunt to feel for your arousal. You’re hyperaware of the fingers swiping through your folds and you whimper softly when they tease your entrance with fleeting touches.
"Look how wet you already are. This is going to be so much fun..."
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atxxokirina · 8 months
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Seven Deadly Sins.
Gluttony.
noun • habitual greed or excess in eating
Lo'ak x Fem Na'vi Reader | 18+, MDNI
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Contains: SMUTTY SMUT, pussy eating and fingering, dom Lo'ak, denial and edging, squirting, very VERY slight mention of somnophilia at the end, i think that's everything .
Author's note / plot: I decided to do a series based off of the Seven deadly sins, which are pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth. I have plans for multiple fics including each sin, and each one will consist of different Avatar characters. <3 hopefully you all love this idea as much as I do!
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It was no secret that Lo'ak loved eating pussy— yours, of course. He worshipped it. Obsessed with your tangy slick, the way it pulsated around his fingers and tongue, and your perfect little clit.
Lo'ak squeezes the plush of your thighs, holding them open as you struggle to stay still. "Stop moving mama, let me finish eating this cute pussy." He mumbles on your cunt, half of his tongue meeting with your spongey walls as he suctioned your clit. "I-I'm trying..!" You gasp, followed by a moan. He's been at this for Eywa knows how long. You feel so you numb and sensitive. "Lo'ak, please.. I-I can't cum again." You whined. Trying to scoot your hips back, but to no avail. He simply growls, sending vibrations to your cunt which just made your hips fall back. "I'm not done with my meal yet, mama." He teases in a low tone, smacking your mound, resulting in a high pitched whimper. "Stop.." You breathe out, fighting back another orgasm. Lo'ak scoffs, repositioning himself. He scissors your folds open with two digits, kitten licking the puddle of wetness that spread onto your thighs.
"You know.." He starts, teasing your entrance with his fingers. "I thought I told you about telling me what to do," you hum, followed by a whimper. Looking down, you see a dark look in his eyes. Darker than usual. "L-Lo'ak, what are you doing.." He ignores you. "..because, I'm in charge here, and not you, yeah?" He emphasizes the last word with a huff, plunging his long fingers into you, curling them up and reaching your sweet spot. Your eyes shut themselves closed. Breath shuddering while needy moans fall from your mouth. "Mmmm!" You squeal, tears began to form in your eyes as his digits pounded you nonstop. "I'm- cumming! I'm gonna cum, oh shit.." You feel your heartbeat pattern change drastically as your lower core tightens. "Yeah mama, squirt in my fucking mouth. Let go for daddy." He quickens his pace, jamming his digits into your sweet spot even more as he makes out with the rest of your cunt.
Your body lets go. Thighs shaking as the clear liquid spews out of your pussy, eyes rolling back while you grip Lo'ak's head. Pushing him down. He catches your squirt in his mouth, swallowing without hesitation. "Fuuck," Lo'ak groans as he slurps the residue off, listening to your moans die down as you pant. He lets your thighs go, climbing on top of you. "Wake up." He grumbles, cuppping your cheek, moving your face from either side. "I don't care if you're passed out, mama. I'm still gonna eat." Was the last thing you heard before he went back down..
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imperihoe-writes · 9 months
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"Make some room for me."
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Lo'ak Sully / !fem!Metkayina!Reader
Summary:  When Lo'ak slowly falls in love with the elusive friend of Ao'nung, he has to learn that patience is a virtue. Meanwhile, the Reader tries to work through her social anxiety and attachement issues with him.
Content:  pining, socially anxious Reader, awkwardness (seriously it's painful), angst and fluff, Lo'ak having zero point zero rizz, happiest of endings
↳ No y/n mentions. 
Word Count:  6.6k
Notes:  Well, well, well. Since SOMEBODY (y'all) decided to backstab (affectionately) me and outvote Ao'nung after I already released his version of the follower special, I decided to reward your sneakiness with another, longer story 🤭 This is my first time writing for Lo'ak, I hope you enjoy it!  For @cinetrix who is starting a really exciting work opportunity today and I hope is having the best time ever doing that ✨ I LOVE YOU BABE!
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The first time Lo'ak noticed one of Ao'nung's friends, he didn't give her much thought (other than being mildly surprised by the fact that Ao' had female friends. He just never seemed the type). She was rather small in stature, with short braids and big pale eyes that seemed to be permanently glued to her own feet. As soon as she'd appeared to hang out around the firepit down by the beach, she'd left again. 
It had been strange, but who was he to judge? 
Then, when he saw her for a second, third and fourth time, always just stopping by for a few minutes or waving from a distance... it piqued his interest. She looked so cute and flustered whenever anyone spoke to her, hardly making eye contact before abruptly disappearing again. 
Lo'ak had gotten her name from Ao'nung pretty early on, but never actually worked up the courage to go talk to her so far, trying to avoid the merciless teasing that was sure to follow too much attention he gave her.
But that evening, he caught her looking over to their big group of friends as they all sat together to watch the sunset, weaving necklaces and bracelets for an upcoming birthing ceremony of one of the clan's warriors. No one seemed to have noticed her yet, and Lo'ak could see her kneading her hands anxiously, just past the line of lush palm trees.
She was chewing on her lower lip, clearly contemplating something before turning away with a sad frown. It made him frown in turn, watching her slumped shoulders as she disappeared between the foliage and back towards the village.
"Skxawng, pay attention! You've knotted three big lumps into it!" Rotxo complained, snatching Lo'ak's bracelet away from him with a teasing growl. He scratched his neck sheepishly, looking down at the messy end of his work. 
"Sorry, bro," Lo'ak said. "I don't know where my head was for a minute."
"Clearly," the older boy scoffed, gently prying the knots apart with a dull knife. 
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It took another few days for her to come around their group again, carrying a basket of fruit in her slim arms as she shyly gazed over. 
Ao'nung lifted his hand in greeting and her fingers twitched a little as well where they gripped the smooth handles. She'd turned to continue on her way when Lo'ak couldn't hold it in any longer and also waved at her.
The girl glanced behind herself for a moment, perhaps checking if he'd meant her, then looked back towards Lo'ak. Even from a distance, her eyes were striking, and there was clear confusion on her face. He waved again, cheeks and neck burning.
It took her a few seconds, but then she nodded back, a tiny smile on her face before she lowered her head again and hurried along to wherever she was going. Lo'ak let his hand sink, still irrationally embarrassed but also pleased.
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The next time they crossed paths, Lo'ak was a bit more prepared. He'd gone over what he would say to invite her to stay with them, how he could perhaps lean against something to look as nonchalant as possible or toss her a fruit if they were gathering things for dinner. 
Maybe he should ask her out for a swim, or offer to carry things for her? Tsireya had always liked it when he'd done that. 
Boldened by that thought, he jogged over to her as she emerged from the sea by herself, trailing a net full of crabs behind her.
Lo'ak could hear Kiri and Ao'nung holler after him, and all the noise made her look up, just as he came to a stop in front of her.
"Just a minute!" Lo'ak shouted back, then turned to smile down at her. 
She had the look of a cornered prey in her eyes, aquamarine eyes looking up into his for a second before dropping to the sand.
Determined, Lo'ak smiled some more.
"Hey, do you want some help with that?" He asked, vaguely motioning towards her load. Her small fingers clutched down a bit more tightly onto the coarse ropes. 
"Oh! N-no, thank you," she answered quietly, eyes darting everywhere but to him as she took a step back. Lo'ak deflated a little.
"Uhm, well," he fumbled over his words as she continued to drag the heavy net. "Why don't you join us later then? We're going to do some rock jumping, down by the sea terraces?" 
She shot him the same kind of look she'd given him that day he'd waved at her. Like she couldn't believe he'd notice her at all.
"I'll have to see," her tiny voice almost got swept away by the waves beside them. "Maybe."
"Great!" Lo'ak grinned, walking backwards as he still watched her. "I'll see you then?"
She smiled back a little, shrugging her shoulders non-committedly. 
It made the tanhí on her cheeks glow a bit in the late afternoon sun and Lo'ak could have sworn that a whole nest of insects had taken up residence inside his belly in that moment.
But one by one, the little bugs had gone back to sleep, tucking in their fluttering wings with each minute that passed that night, and still no sign of her.
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If Lo'ak didn't know better, he'd accuse her of actively avoiding him. But that was ridiculous, given that he hadn't done anything. Or had he? Did inviting someone over to hang out count as something bad now?
Anxiously chewing his lip, he ultimately decided to confide in Ao'nung. 
Ao'nung was her friend after all, and even if he was a smug prick most days, they had still become very close over the years.
"So? What do you think?" Lo'ak asked, throwing a handful of berries into his mouth. Their feet drifted in the currents gently, while Ronal was quietly frying up some fish for them in the big communal kitchen.
Ao'nung stretched his shoulders and neck, humming.
"It's just how she is," he shrugged, clearly not thinking much of it.
"But she said she would come and then she just didn't!" Lo'ak argued back in hushed tones, mindful of the way that water carried sound.
"I just told you, she's- I don't know. She's nice, but she gets a bit nervous sometimes, I guess? Overthinks stuff."
"Overthinking how?" He asked, genuinely confused. "How can you overthink a nice afternoon with some friends?"
Ao'nung looked slightly uncomfortable now.
"No offence, but... I don't know if she would consider you a friend? I mean, have you ever talked to her before that?"
"Not really," he admitted, rolling his eyes. "But that's kind of the point of showing up to see people. You get to know them better and become friends."
"Like I said," the Metkayina said, shrugging. "It's how she is. When we were children, she would cry quite easily whenever someone said something unkind, even if it wasn't directed at her. She's sensitive. Would rather stay at home than go out and risk having an unpleasant experience, if that makes sense."
Lo'ak pondered it for a moment, still a bit bewildered by that logic. Then he caught the fond look on Ao'nung's face and an ugly sting of jealousy burst the little bubble of self-pity he'd been wallowing in for two days now.
"You do know her well," he observed, voice hollow. Ao'nung turned to him, eyebrows raised.
"It's why you've been pouring out your heart over her to me, isn't it? If I didn't know her, we wouldn't have this conversation."
Feeling chided, Lo'ak ducked his head. The older boy chuckled.
"It's not like that between us," he assured him before turning back towards the ocean, giving Lo'ak the courtesy to blush in peace. "I like her, she's a good person. That's all."
"You think she'll come if I invite her again?"
Ao'nung just sighed. 
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The next week, Rotxo had Lo'ak's head in a deathly grip, mussing up his braids painfully as they wrestled, shouting and laughing while his siblings and Ao'nung's friends booed and cheered. They had a good buzz going, chewing on some fermented roots and drinking wine.
"I fucking yield!" Lo'ak hissed eventually, not above tripping the broad-shouldered boy as he tried to swagger off, almost baiting him into a new round. Kiri just rolled her eyes at them, snatching Rotxo's wrist and pulling him down next to her onto the soft blankets. 
"You're still just children, aren't you?" She grumbled, feeding her kinda-sorta-totally boyfriend some sweet fruits. "Always getting into scrapes with each other."
"Had to put the forest boy into his place," Rotxo crowed, chest swelled with cockiness. "Can't always let him have the upper hand."
"Whatever," she rolled her eyes again, stuffing another piece into Rotxo's mouth to shut him up.
Lo'ak took his bruised pride and shuffled around the roaring fireplace to a free space, close to where an older girl was playing the drums. It was a nice, relaxed night at the end of a long and taxing week. As much as he had learned to love his duties here, spending a full day out at sea always left him sleepy.
He hunched down into the still-warm sand, stretching his long legs out next to Ao'nung who listened to the girl play.
They sat like that for a while, and Lo'ak tried not to feel lonely. It was odd, given that he was surrounded by friends that had become like family, and it took him back to the days when they had first arrived here. Those thoughts inevitably led to Tsireya, whose memory still kind of stung, in the same way that old scars tended to itch at the most inopportune times.
"Hey," a soft voice suddenly broke him out of his gloom, and he lazily let his head drop into his neck. Aquamarine glittered back down at him for a moment, and Lo'ak almost pulled a muscle in his haste to scramble to his feet.
Ao'nung snorted, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Hey yourself," he said casually, patting the same spot Lo'ak had just vacated. "I'm glad you could make it. Come, sit."
"Hi," Lo'ak replied as well, uncomfortably aware of the many pairs of eyes that had turned towards him as he jumped up. "I didn't expect you to be here!"
As soon as it was out, he would have liked to bite off his tongue and throw it into Akula-infested waters. How had he managed to turn what was supposed to be a show of his excitement into an accusation?
Shuffling from one foot to the other, she didn't meet his gaze for a long while.
"I-" she started, flushed. "I hope that's okay? I saw you sitting here, so I just thought I would come over and say hello." That last part was clearly directed towards Ao'nung, but Lo'ak wouldn't pass up on the perfect opportunity.
"Great, we're glad you're here," Lo'ak assured her, gently placing both hands on her shoulders and pressing down until she awkwardly sat next to her friend and tried to blend in with the night. A valiant effort had it not been for the fact that he had no intention of letting her fade into the background like that. 
The merrily crackling and hissing flames illuminated her profile in a way that made his hands sweaty, and he swallowed back his nerves before straightening his shoulders and grinning again. He sat down on her other side, legs tucked to his chest this time, sandwiching the pretty Metkayina between himself and Ao'nung. 
There was some tense silence between them, or at least that's what it felt like to Lo'ak. Both she and him kept a very careful distance between their legs and arms, never touching, even though everyone else was swaying to the music, or singing and laughing, bumping shoulders and knees.
"So," he said awkwardly, wiggling his toes in the sand. "How has your day been?"
She was quiet for a moment.
"Good. And yours?"
"Also good." 
More silence. Lo'ak glanced over and saw that most of her face was obscured behind a curtain of hair now. Like she was hiding.
It made him feel bad, emotions heightened by the alcohol and stimulants he'd had over the last few hours. He was clearly making her uncomfortable.
The knowledge hurt more than it had any right to.
He pushed himself up into a crouch, turning towards Ao'nung and her with a fake smile.
"Do you guys want anything to drink? I'm getting another cup."
"Yeah, that'd be nice, thanks," Ao'nung nodded, elbowing her slender arm gently. "What about you?"
She shook her head, glancing up at Lo'ak for a second, before turning her attention back to the small beads that she twirled between her fingers.
Swallowing yet another rejection, it's not a rejection if you never make a move! his subconscious screamed, Lo'ak slowly made his way over to where his sister and Rotxo still squabbled over Eywa knew what. They looked happy, and he didn't want to intrude, so he just filled up two hollowed-out fruit cups with wine and downed half of it in one go.
Like a magnet, his gaze found her again, posture more open now, talking rapidly with Ao'nung. Her pale blue skin and short hair seemed to glow in the firelight, but the sad downturn of her mouth made him clench his jaw. She'd never looked comfortable before, but that particular expression was a new extreme. Suddenly, her sparkling blue eyes zeroed in on him, as if she'd been able to sense his eyes on her.
Blame it on the booze, or his sudden discontent over liking her at all, for losing control of his heartbeat whenever he even just had a glimpse of her, even though she so clearly was not interested - Lo'ak stared back. He saw Ao'nung nudge her again, and she scrunched up her face in an annoyed hiss, before standing up and brushing off whatever sand had clung to her slim thighs.
She hesitated for a moment longer, waving to somebody else that must have called out to her, before making her way around the big group of teens and young adults. Lo'ak drank the other half of his cup in two big gulps, before filling it again, expecting her to be gone like she always was whenever he let her out of his sights for too long.
He almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity of that thought. Who was he to her, to want to watch over what she was doing? It was a stupid crush, his most desperate one yet, he could admit that to himself. Maybe it was a good thing she was hardly ever around-
"Lo'ak?" A small hand brushed along the underside of his arm, and he jerked around, almost spilling all the wine into the sand. 
"Oh, hi," he breathed out, staring down into her big eyes. She'd tilted her head into her neck to look up at him, hands fiddling again as her eyes flickered from his face over to the campfire, back to him, then down to the cups and back up. 
She smelled nice, like clean ocean air and warm skin and he found that he really should have eased up on the drinks because all he wanted to do was bury a hand in her short braids and tug her closer.
"Hi again," she smiled shyly, kicking some sand with her toes. "I mean, I guess it's more goodbye since I'm going home now, but I just wanted to say... good night?" Her voice had gotten faster with each syllable like she was just forcing them out before words could fail her.
"You're leaving already? But you just got here!" He protested, completely forgetting his half-formed plan to keep his distance and regain some composure around her. "The night is still young, and there is nothing going on tomorrow, surely you can sleep in a bit? Come stay here with us!"
She looked pained for a moment, glancing back towards the big group of noisy people.
"Uh, yeah," she said, turning back towards him. It seemed as though it took a tremendous amount of effort, but she continued speaking after a few more moments. "It's a bit loud here. Not really my thing."
Lo'ak frowned down at her, heart beating out of his chest from their proximity. She'd painted some pretty white swirls around her eyes and temples, and he was sure that he had seen that kind of makeup on other girls before during get-togethers. 
Maybe it was a side-effect of the fermented roots, but there seemed to be a radiant glow emanating off her smooth skin, freckles glowing whenever she moved.
"You sure you don't want to stick around? We could sit off to the side if you want," he offered, but the apologetic expression on her face was answer enough.
"I'm sorry," she shook her head, reaching out again and gently touching his wrist for a moment. "Maybe next time, yeah?" 
"I'll hold you to it," he warned her with a grin that he somehow managed to pull out of the depths of his being, then winked for good measure. "Let me at least walk you home, it's getting late."
Before either of them could second-guess or protest, Lo'ak put the cup he had intended for Ao'nung down and slung one arm around her shoulders. Her eyes widened into two big pools of ocean water, and then she ducked her head with a smile. 
"It's okay, you don't need to do that," she said softly, but he just steered her away from the circle of light, squeezing her shoulders before releasing her.
"But I want to," Lo'ak said firmly, glancing down at her again. She was already looking at him with a concentrated look on her face that he couldn't place. It made something warm pool in his chest, but then he quickly added on: "Unless you don't feel comfortable with me here, then I'll get Ao'nung or someone else you like, no problem-"
"I don't feel uncomfortable with you."
Her quiet voice was much clearer now that they had left the party behind, and she looked genuinely confused and embarrassed at the same time.
Lo'ak grabbed the back of his neck, cheeks burning. 
"Ah, well. That's good then."
They continued walking for a while, the stars out on full display with not a single cloud to obscure them. Just as they reached the first line of marui's, she nudged him.
"Sorry for ditching you guys the other day." 
There was no explanation as to why she hadn't come, but the apology still made him smile.
"Don't worry about it," Lo'ak shrugged as they walked up sandy paths. Some of the homes still had fires going inside, others were completely dark. "But you're always welcome to join us, you know? I hardly ever see you around."
"I just... enjoy some time by myself sometimes. It's nice and calm."
Lo'ak stopped, looking at her seriously. She took a few more steps before noticing that he wasn't following her anymore, head tilted in question.
"Lo'ak? What is it? Did you forget something?"
He chewed his lip for a moment, trying to weigh if he should say anything or just accept her reasoning.
"I saw you around a few times," he settled on, observing her. Her cute, pale face scrunched up in confusion. "And I very distinctly remember how sad you looked. Like you wanted to come over but were too scared or something. And then I asked Ao'nung, and he said that you'd rather be safe at home than take a risk on some new experiences, and I don't think that's a good way to spend your life. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? That you end up having fun? I'd love it if you came over, we could get to know each other and then you wouldn't be alone all the time."
Lo'ak smiled encouragingly, satisfied with finally voicing his desire to see her more often and show her a good time with his siblings and friends. 
She didn't seem to share that thought. Her face had become motionless, and her tiny frame straightened up to her full height.
"Good to know that Ao' talks about me behind my back," she said tonelessly. "And thank you for walking me home, but I'd rather be alone now like I always am." 
She whirled around and rushed between some shrubs and flowers, stunning Lo'ak for a second. He quickly dropped the now empty cup he'd been slowly drinking on their walk, running after her, calling out her name and cursing himself at the same time. The way she'd said that had made him sound like a complete ass. It hadn't come across like that, had it?
Somebody hissed at Lo'ak to be quiet from one of the homes surrounding them, so he shut his mouth and tried to catch up with her, but had to pull up short in front of a small marui. 
An old lady, obviously her grandmother judging by the delicate features and frame, was stroking her back soothingly as she clung to her, shoulders twitching. He stepped closer, out of the dark and into the bright moonlight, but the old woman just shot him a disgruntled look before ushering her granddaughter inside, dropping the privacy curtain behind them.
Angry at himself, Lo'ak kicked the nearest pebble out of his way, hands balled into fists. He walked back home, noting how far their marui were from each other and cursing himself the whole way.
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The hit to the head came out of nowhere, almost sending him sprawling off his ilu. Lo'ak turned with a furious hiss, holding his head, then came face to face with an equally angry Ao'nung.
"You complete and utter asshole," the Metkayina spat, practically radiating with rage. "Why the fuck would you say that shit to her? Do you not have any basic understanding of compassion or tact?"
Resigned, he let his shoulders droop. It had been three days since that night, and Lo'ak hadn't seen her or Ao'nung for that matter. He hadn't been hiding. Not at all. Well, okay, maybe a little. 
"This," Ao'nung continued, pointing a finger at his chest now, drifting closer in the water. "Is why it never worked out between you and Tsireya. You don't think before you open that big fat mouth."
"Careful now," Lo'ak growled, hands balling into fists. They glared at each other. Ao'nung, with his tattooed arms and broad shoulders, was undeniably stronger than him, but Lo'ak was faster. If it came down to it and Ao' tried to drown him (it looked more and more likely with each passing second), he wouldn't go down quietly. "I didn't mean it to come out the way it did. I just wanted to let her know that I'd like to have her around, that's all!"
"And that's where your problem is, forest boy!" Ao'nung spat out, turning his ilu around, clearly over the conversation. "It's not always about what you want, what you like, what you feel comfortable with! I told you she's sensitive, and you go and call her a loner to her face, dragging my name into it as if I'm the one that has an issue with her doing her own thing. Grow up, Lo'ak."
And with that, he dove beneath the water at breakneck speed, leaving a speechless Lo'ak behind. 
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The next time he saw her, on a warm rainy season morning, Lo'ak dropped his hunting gear next to his ikran and ran across the sand towards her, calling her name. She glanced over to him, then towards the ocean, as if contemplating whether or not she should make a run for it. 
"Wait, please," he called out, hands held out. "I just want to apologize for what I said the other night."
She turned towards him, arms wrapped around herself. She didn't look as cold or angry as she had been when they last spoke, let alone the sobbing picture of misery in her grandmother's arms. But there was that wall of polite distance between them again, and Lo'ak knew he'd been the one that had built it back up brick by brick, just when she'd felt a bit more relaxed around him.
"You shouldn't apologize for the things you mean," she said, her tiny voice tired. "It's fine."
"No, it's not," he argued back, coming to stand in front of her. She was dressed for a day out at the reef, with multiple pouches and small nets fastened to her chest and back harness. "That came out way different than what I had intended it to sound like, and I'm sorry if I hurt you. I didn't mean-" 
Lo'ak trailed off, staring into her face, willing her to look at him, to give him a smile or even a scowl. Anything. 
"I didn't mean to imply that you aren't... I don't know. Living a good life. I'm sure you have lots of things you like and find joy in, but I noticed that you seem uncomfortable or unhappy sometimes."
Her blue eyes finally swivelled up towards him, burning. 
"That's a pretty normal part of life, Lo'ak," she said stubbornly, and he grinned down at her, catching her off-guard. Her eyebrows rose in confusion as he leaned down a bit.
"Exactly," he agreed. "But I'd like to help with that, share it with you. You seem like a sweet person, and Ao'nung values your friendship enough to shout at me like we're fourteen again. Anyone that can tolerate him for that long must have the patience of a hundred men."
She rolled her eyes, but a tiny smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"And," he continued, happily. "I understand what it's like to not want to be around too many people. So if you ever want to just hang out in silence, we can do that, too. Deal?" He stretched out his hand towards her, and she cocked her head, intrigued.
"That's our no-bullshit handshake. It's like a secret contract between you and me now," he whispered conspiratorially. "By shaking on it, you promise to tell me honestly when you want to be alone, and I promise that I'll always be sincere when I ask you out. So there is no more second-guessing."
His cheeks pinked a bit at the last part, and she covered her mouth to hide a little smile of her own. Lo'ak noticed how she didn't even try to deny that she'd been questioning his sincerity, but oddly enough, that revelation didn't even hurt. Not when she smiled up at him like that.
"I mean, you know. To hang out. Friends. Not like- Unless you want to, but-"
Her small hand slipped into his easily, squeezing and shaking it awkwardly.
"It's a deal then," she smiled, before releasing him and quickly glancing down at her feet again. "And since our 'secret contract' demands my honesty, I have to tell you that you're making me late for work."
Lo'ak threw his head back and laughed, relieved and enamoured all at once.
"I'll leave you to it then," he winked, watching with delight how her entire face flushed a little. "See you around?"
She rolled her eyes, more fondly this time and bent down to pick up a small strap full of knives.
"Not tonight or tomorrow night," she said quietly, strapping the holster around her thigh. "But Ao'nung told me you'll meet up at the sea terraces soon?"
Lo'ak smiled some more, nodding as he watched her handle her equipment with interest. When her piercing gaze flickered up into his at his silence, he cleared his throat.
"Yeah," he tried to sound nonchalant. "We're doing something pretty much every night. I'd love it if you came."
They looked at each other for another moment longer, and then she gently touched his wrist for a second, smiling.
"Thank you," she said softly, before brushing past him. Lo'ak watched her leave, eyes running over her lithe body as she ran towards the water, heart a thousand times lighter.
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The first couple of times that she showed up, Lo'ak sensed a giddy sort of awkwardness between them. In a way, he felt like he had to perform for her and everybody else there, and perhaps he was just imagining things, but it almost seemed like she felt the same. 
Some mornings they'd just sit in silence while the others chattered over the communal breakfast, other nights she'd talk passionately to Rotxo about the correct way to harvest and store different plants or advise Ao'nung on his skinning technique. 
She'd sometimes blush afterwards and ask Lo'ak in private whether or not he thought that the others found her too forward or rude for speaking her mind. He always reassured her that everybody liked her just as she was, though he could tell that she didn't believe him sometimes. That changed whenever he bluntly told her his opinion in turn, narrowly walking that tightrope of offensive honesty. 
She came out of her shell more and more after that, teasing him and the others, feeling less insecure within herself. It was a beautiful transformation to witness.
Lo'ak walked her back home most days, talking about anything and nothing. He learned that her favourite colour was yellow and that she held the record for holding her breath for the longest amount of time among their friends (theirs now, because Kiri and Spider had taken to her faster than a tulkun learned to swim, with Ao'nung and Rotxo building a natural bridge to the other divers and hunters their age. Lo'ak had been amazed at how few of them seemed to know little more than her name, despite living in the same village for all their lives). 
He knew that she was a terrible cook, way too absentminded to check on whatever they were putting together. She introduced him to her tsurak, a gentle beast who chirped happily whenever they came around to see him.
Lo'ak eventually told her about losing Neteyam, and the void his death had left in him. She'd cried for his brother, a boy she'd never met personally, let alone talked to, and Lo'ak had fallen a little bit harder for her at that moment. 
They went diving together, listened to songs at her grandmother's marui, and braided each other's hair. When she found a particularly pretty shell or pearl, she'd add it to a windchime that hung in her bedroom, assuring him that he'd get to have it once it was finished one day. He showed her how to shoot a bow properly, and had to comfort her when most went flying wide.
Things that good friends did for and with each other, only with the added complication that Lo'ak's heart raced whenever she decided to come around. Ao'nung would send him heavy stares sometimes, which could mean about a million different things, but mostly just conveyed a pretty clear message: Don't fuck this up. 
He had no intention of doing that, not again. But the stupid insects in his belly had come back to life rather viciously, demanding his attention and it was becoming rather distracting. What had started out as a simple crush on a pretty girl, was quickly turning into a fully grown addiction. She was smart and funny, and Lo'ak craved to be close to her at all times. On the days when he didn't see her, he could feel himself growing restless, wondering what she was up to, but trying to respect their agreed-upon boundaries. 
But tonight they would see each other again, and he was already grinning from ear to ear when he spotted her running around the bend of the shoreline, rather late.
"Finally," he called out to her, hands stemmed at his side. "Thought I had been stood up again."
"I contemplated it," she smiled back, nudging his side as they started to walk next to each other. "But then I missed Kiri too much to not come."
Lo'ak clutched his heart dramatically, gasping.
"How you say such hurtful things while smiling like an innocent baby, I will never understand."
She giggled, looking around with her eyes narrowed as she noted the absence of their friends. 
"Where is everybody? I thought we'd go to the hot springs tonight?"
Lo'ak's grin returned in full force, hands and stomach tingling in anticipation. 
"We are," he practically purred, before stopping her with his arm around her shoulder. "But Ao'nung got impatient so the others already flew ahead. I said I'd take you."
She went very still in his arm, ocean eyes staring up at him.
"Flew?" Her tiny voice whispered. 
"You didn't think we'd walk, did you?" Lo'ak teased her gently, looking back. They were so close, and the temptation to just curl his hand around her jaw and kiss her burned in the back of his mind. He cleared his throat and looked up into the sky, calling out to his ikran with a few harsh clicks of his tongue. Lo'ak felt her small hand dig into his side where she had instinctively held onto him, shaking her head.
"No way," she protested, and he held her tighter as she tried to weasel out of his hold. "My feet will stay on the ground, thank you very much."
"Nope," he grinned, pressing a quick kiss to her hair as his ikran slammed into the soft sand in front of them, gurgling happily. "You'll learn how to ride him tonight, and I promise you'll love it."
She shot him a long look behind her long eyelashes. It made his heart race, and he instinctively leaned down towards her a bit, his body curling around hers. He wondered what it would be like to press her against him properly, taste her kisses, tug on the braids he had interspersed with shiny beads. If she'd melt against him all shy or-
"Fine," she huffed, breaking him out of his decidedly more-than-friendly thoughts. "But I'll get the front seat. And you'll double and triple strap me in."
"Of course, princess," he smiled, throwing her a wink that made her avert her eyes with a flush. "Don't want you falling off and breaking your pretty neck now, do we?"
"Less talking, more strapping," she mumbled quietly, pushing him away with a huff that made him laugh. 
They approached his ikran slowly, with Lo'ak whispering sweet nothings to him until his soul brother was standing as still as he ever would. He'd already saddled him earlier, and it felt natural and easy to wrap his hands around her waist and push her up into it. 
She clung onto the thick leather straps, clearly intimidated and scared.
"It's okay," he reassured her gently, gripping her thighs and ankles as he wrapped them up in cloths that were secured to the saddle afterwards. "I'm here, remember?"
She nodded slowly, sending him a wobbly smile. When Lo'ak was satisfied with his work he circled around the beast carrying the girl of his dreams, trying to slow his breath and heartbeat. It wouldn't do if both of them were nervous.
Finally, he came to a stop right next to her, noting with a grin how she'd slowly started to relax in the saddle.
"Make some room for me," he chided her, pushing her lower back forward a bit. "Unless you want to go flying by yourself." 
She grumbled a bit, scooting around and then Lo'ak pulled himself up with the grace of somebody that had been born into this. His much larger body slotted perfectly against hers, and he circled her just underneath her arms to hold onto the main reigns.
There was a heartbeat of awkwardness between them, but then she relaxed back into him, leaning against his chest and stomach. He pulled her a little closer, resting his chin over her shoulder with a smile.
"You good?" Lo'ak asked, directly into her ear. She nodded slowly, and he could see her hands clutching the wrappings over her thighs. Her fresh scent was right there, and he inhaled a few times, before taking one hand off for a moment to grab his queue and connect to his ikran. 
The rush of emotions between them was as wonderful as always, and he could have sworn that there was a sense of glee coming from his companion. 
Finally, it seemed to say.
Shaking his head in exasperation, Lo'ak concentrated heavily on the right commands, clicking his tongue softly. With a mighty push and beat of wings, they were airborne. He felt her scream more than he heard it, laughing loudly as they soared into the sky, bracketing her body with his so she wouldn't be jerked around too much.
They ascended quickly, and she grabbed for his hands in a panic, clutching onto them where he held onto the saddle.
Lo'ak rubbed his face against hers soothingly, intertwining their fingers before pulling his ikran into a more horizontal position. They flew over the jungles of her island with great speed, bioluminescence glimmering up towards them underneath the canopy, colourful birds swooping around them in flocks. 
She'd stopped screaming, but still held onto him tightly, pressing her whole body into Lo'ak with each mighty flapping of wings and muscles from below.
"Good?" He asked over the howling of the warm wind, faint drizzles of raindrops hitting their flushed faces. 
"I- I think so," she shouted back, wide-eyed as she stared over the edge of the ikran, trying to take it all in. 
They flew in wide circles, passing over the Cove of Ancestors, sometimes flying low enough that they could almost touch the tree tops. She laughed then, reaching out her fingertips as Lo'ak curled his arm over her stomach, grinning into her neck. He'd almost forgotten about their plans to meet up with the others, so wrapped up in her and the endless amount of joy he felt from seeing her this happy and carefree.
Just as he turned his ikran westward, zoning in on one of the smaller volcanoes, she turned her beaming face towards him. Her eyes sparkled, aquamarine reflecting the countless stars as she grinned up at him.
"Thank you," she said loudly, squeezing his arm over her stomach. "I don't think I will ever forget this."
Lo'ak had already opened his mouth to reply in kind, when she pressed a warm kiss to his cheek, lingering there for a moment, before turning forwards again, snuggling into his hold.
His heart missed several beats, but then he laughed and laughed, kissing her cheek and shoulder until she giggled and protested that he would make them crash if he didn't pay more attention. 
Finally, came the satisfied response from his ikran again, and this time he wholeheartedly agreed. 
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Reader: *takes weeks to work up the courage to semi-regularly go around a big group of people*
Lo'ak: Why does she want to talk to the guy that she's been friends with for 10+ years and that knows and respects her boundaries instead of me? 😔 Why doesn't she wanna kiss kiss? 😔 I'm handsome too, the fuck? 😔 I swear these girls just like to-
Reader: Hi Lo'ak 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
Lo'ak: PRECIOUS BABYGIRL, CINNAMON BUN WITH ICING COME HERE I WANT TO DEVOUR YOU-
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MORE THAN THAT— LO’AK SULLY.
pairing: x fem! reader.
tags: childhood friends to lovers, a little bit of angst towards the middle, insecure lo’ak, reader is mad at him, lack of communication because i love pain, they’re both 18 during the second half! a little suggestive towards the end, this is a long one btw :].
word count: 7k (my longest fic!!!)
note: ive been writing this for about a month (on and off obviously) and i thought i might share it now that i finally decided where to end it (?), it’s not entirely proof-read, my amazing best friend @aurelianamu (check her neteyam piece its amazing) read some of it and told me what to fix, so the rest will be corrected along the way. thank you for reading!
dividers by: @firefly-graphics
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You are ten when you first meet the Sully’s, family of Toruk and Palulukan Makto.
Being the newest friend of Kiri, the second oldest didn’t hesitate to introduce you to her family, proud of the fact that she managed to make a friend so easily. You were shy, closed off and unsure of how to behave in the presence of the man that your parents told you many stories about. Your little child brain was curious to know as to how he behaved with his family, if he would be nice to you or strict and harsh, even if he had no reason to show anything besides kindness to his daughter’s newest friend.
“She is the same age as Lo’ak,” Kiri exclaimed with lots of excitement, holding your hand tightly while standing in front of her parents.
“Is that so?” Kiri’s mother, Neytiri, spoke with a gentle tone, smile adorning her lips which was unusual since she always seemed to be sporting a serious look on her face around The People.
“Who is the same age as me?” A voice spoke from behind you and suddenly, you were very aware of the fact that Kiri had more siblings than you—in fact, you had none. So you jumped slightly, a little surprised by the proximity of the boy.
“(Name), my friend!” Kiri’s excitement while introducing you warmed your heart but it also made you hyperaware of the looks you were receiving even if they weren’t malicious.
“Your friend?” Lo’ak stated in question, eyes scanning your face before puffing his chest out proudly like a peacock. “I bet being my friend would be more fun!”
Now, you weren’t expecting that. Kiri let go of your hand to push her brother back, almost telling him off at his attempt at stealing you away from her and you could only watch in horror as the bickering turned into hair pulling.
“Hi, I’m Neteyam.” Neteyam’s voice was soft and gentle, very similar to his mother’s and it made you relax for a moment before you realized you had to introduce yourself as well. Yet before you could speak, he was cutting you off with a nod. “(Name), I heard Kiri introduce you.”
You nodded back at him, eyes falling on the scene unraveling before you; Lo’ak and Kiri being scolded heavily by Toruk Makto himself, his eyes warning them that if they tried to say one more word, they would get grounded for a whole month.
“Ma Jake, be nice. We have a guest.” Neytiri tried to console.
“Exactly, so they should learn how to behave,” Jake Sully grabbed his kids and made them stand in front of you. “It’s up to her if she wants to befriend either of you, okay?”
“But dad! I found her first!” Kiri’s bottom lip quivered and you stepped towards her with a look of concern.
“Kiri, you’re my friend.” Lo’ak huffed at this, head dramatically turning to the side making his hair move with him. “Lo’ak can also be my friend.” Said boy’s ears perked up at this, face slowly turning to face you while scanning for any possible clues that you were just kidding.
Jake smiled at this, hand resting on top of your head before ruffling your hair. “Yeah? You wouldn’t mind befriending this knucklehead?”
“Knucklehead?” Your confusion only added to the fun of it and Jake chuckled before standing up straight.
“It means he needs someone to look out for him at all times.”
“Dad!” Lo’ak whined at the statement yet you couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips.
“Friends look out for each other, right?” Your question earned a nod of approval from Toruk Makto and that was all you needed before stepping forward, firmly holding Lo’ak’s hand in your own.
“Lo’ak and I are friends then.” The youngest boy stared at you in awe, feeling the tips of his ears warm up at the sincerity of your voice.
“Friends.”
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You are twelve when you learn what a pinky promise is.
You loved hanging out with Kiri, yet she and the rest of her family couldn’t deny the obvious chemistry between you and Lo’ak.
Despite the youngster’s stubborn personality and disobedient nature, he became more tolerable around you. That didn’t mean that he stopped from causing trouble, but he was seen around you sharing toys, passing you bits of food that was handed to him by his mother and even went as far as to to grab a giant leaf from a tree to cover you when you curled yourself into a ball to sleep.
The same could be said about you, yet your personality was never a problem in the first place. Kiri knew you as the kind hearted young na’vi that you presented yourself to be and you didn’t change around any of her family members. Although, she was able to notice the way you let things slide for the sake of being close to Lo’ak, such as letting him near your personal space, allowing him to touch your hair and look at the beads while proudly showing off your mother’s choice of colors and even letting him redo one of your braids as you two sat in silence.
Kiri wanted to feel jealous of this, she did befriend you first but she couldn’t help but let her heart feel at ease. Her brother and closest friend got along and it was worth more than anything in the world.
“Lo’ak, aren’t all sky people bad?” you were currently in the middle of your play session with the young na’vi, and the latter halted his actions at your words to stare at you with furrowed eyebrows. He noticed your stare, how it lingered on Spider, their human companion for as long as they could remember, before returning his eyes back on you.
“My dad was once a sky person, he isn’t bad at all.”
“Your dad is Toruk Makto!” you exclaimed almost in disbelief at the fact that Lo’ak was insinuating that you were even thinking of lumping his dad with those terrible people who had once destroyed your home.
“I’m just saying, if my dad is nice and he once was a sky person, then it means there’s a chance good sky people exist.” Lo’ak answered with a shrug. He trusted easily, that was something you envied him for. You couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling whenever you stared at Spider and a part of you felt bad that your brain didn’t allow you to relax in the presence of a boy who had done nothing to you, his only crime was to belong to a race that caused you great pain and suffering.
“It could be true…” Your friend was able to sense your anxiety just by looking at your body shrink in its spot, your arms hugging your knees closer to your chest before resting your head there. He might’ve not been the softest out of his siblings, but he knew that you needed comforting ; any kind that is.
“Hey listen,” Lo’ak put his toy down next to you before leaning down to your level with his pinky finger up. “I promise that I won’t ever let sky people do anything to you, okay? Pinky promise.”
Despite the feeling of warmth that you felt at his words, the obvious confusion on your face was a telltale sign that you didn’t know what a pinky promise was.
“Pinky… promise?” your voice came out soft, hesitant as you mirrored lo’ak’s actions and the moment he hooked both of your pinkies together, you felt your heart strings tug in your chest.
“Yes. A promise that is never meant to be broken.”
At your silence, Lo’ak realized that you had been staring at his hand. Hard.
Upon figuring out what was so fascinating about his hand that it silenced you, he immediately tried to pull it back on his lap, regretting a little the fact that he got too comfortable showing you his hand, his filthy demon hand.
“No,” you started with a stern look, grabbing his hand to pull back next to your face and held his pinky finger up with much concentration on your face.
“I don’t judge, I like your hands,” you hooked your pinky finger once again with his and Lo’ak wasn’t able to shake off the funny feeling in his chest, how his heart leapt as he nervously gulped down the lump in his throat.
“Pinky promise?” His voice came out as a whisper, almost in disbelief that you were accepting of who he was and who he came from. he did believe that his father was the exception to use as an example to justify good sky people existing.
“Pinky promise.”
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Fourteen and fifteen were an easy age, you got along most of the time and everyone was scared when the both of you teamed up against them. Yet sixteen and seventeen had proven to you that you were both strong minded and that made you butt heads often, only in harmless ways.
You two are eighteen you realize that the bickering and butting heads was just a love language of yours, that your disagreements would never take away from how much you cared for each other.
“You have got to be one knucklehead to do something like that!” You hiss at the boy who could only stare back at you with an equally murderous glare, clearly disliking the vocabulary you were using.
“I am no knucklehead if I just wanted to have fun.” He hissed in return, and it quickly turned into a groan when your hands tugged harshly at the bandage circling his arm, sending him a warning that you weren’t going to let it slide easily just because he was wounded.
“Fun on the war zone? I didn’t know that playing with your life is the newest form of entertainment.” His family watched in absolute entertainment as you two bickered back and forth. The argument kept shifting from humorous to serious and they didn’t know where to stand.
On the outside, it seemed as though you disliked one another, yet this was just another day for the Sullys where you and Lo’ak bickered so much, they had to get you two separated to make it stop.
“Shit- stop! that hurts!” he almost wailed, leaning back against the tree when you applied the ointment to the cut on his face and given the expression of disapproval you had on yours, Lo’ak could only mutter under his breath as he fixed his posture.
“Man, am I not allowed to complain now?”
“Lo’ak,” you started, and he could immediately sense your change in demeanor by how visibly deflated you looked.
“I’m okay,” He cut you off with a firm stare, but his hand held a warmth to it, a gentle reminder that he could never be mean to you for a long time as he rested his palm on top of your hand. “Really, it was just one reckless moment that is all.”
“You’ve been saying this for— Eywa knows how long, Lo’ak, it’s serious. You need to watch out.”
“You don’t trust me?” With his tone, you could tell he was genuinely curious to know what you felt about him as a warrior and his heart was ready to shatter into pieces, waiting for the usual answer that was chanted like a mantra by his father.
“I mean, I’m not as strong or as cool as big brother Neteyam, but I can be helpful on the field and–“
“Lo’ak, I trust you.” You were never one to lie, especially not when you let your eyes fall on his. Flashing him a small smile, your fingers applied the ointment on the rest of the cuts on his face in a much more delicate manner, taking in how his tail was swaying from side to side at your comment.
“Someone is a little happy,” you teased, hands gathering all the medical stuff that his grandmother had given you to put them back in their spot.
“I will push you off my Ikran next time we go on a ride.” the glare on his face was playful and you couldn’t help but pat his head affectionately.
“I can always call for my own Ikran you idiot.” He wasn’t even able to push you away when you leaned down with your pinky up to his face.
“Pinky promise, by the way,”
“Pinky promise?” You didn’t let him stay confused for long before grabbing his wrist to intertwine your pinky fingers together.
“That I trust you. With all of my heart.” and with that, you took off with your tail swaying softly from side to side.
Lo’ak observed you for some time after you left, ignoring how his face still stung a little from you tending to his small wounds. Sighing in exhaustion, he ignored the looks he was getting from Kiri who sat only a couple of steps away from him.
“Shut up.” He turned his head away when he saw his sister approach him with a teasing grin, ready to tell her off for the umpteenth time the same week for teasing him about the usual topic.
“I haven’t even said anything,” Kiri plopped herself next to her brother, immediately taking notice of how Lo’ak was able to see you every move from his spot.
“I know what you will say and you’re wrong.”
“So you’re just going to keep denying the obvious heart eyes you have for my best friend?” The girl na’vi raised an eyebrow in suspicion.
“I don’t have heart eyes for my best friend too, if you haven’t forgotten yet, I would never do anything to ruin the friendship.” To say that Lo’ak was an idiot was an understatement.
Kiri had told him that a crush would never ruin the friendship but Lo’ak saw it differently. You were a comfort he never thought he could have in a person beside family, a safe space for him to runaway to whenever things got too stressful with his father, Jake, and most importantly you were a best friend, a ride or die and someone who cared about him too much for him to risk watching everything fall apart.
His heart squeezed at the white lie he told his sister, another moment of denial where he forcefully swallowed down any possible trace of romantic feelings for his best friend and Kiri sighed in defeat, having already given up on the topic for the day.
“If you say so, don’t be disappointed if she finds someone else.” She stood up from her spot on the tree, looking down at her brother who visibly flinched at the mention of you possibly finding a mate, a lifelong partner and someone who would proudly show you off before Eywa.
“I would be happy for her,” Lo’ak almost bit his tongue at his attempt to fool his own heart, to halt it from hammering so strongly against his chest and stop himself from feeling so upset at the thought.
“Brother, you’re a fool.” Was all what Kiri said before walking away towards you and starting a casual conversation as usual, asking you if you wanted to go on a ride on your Ikrans after making sure every warrior was safe and taken care of.
And Lo’ak could only watch with a tight jaw, flexing his hand in an attempt to stop himself from possibly punching himself in the face.
Maybe Jake was right, he was a disappointment. Someone who isn’t even able to maintain a proper friendship without falling hard for his best friend, and the uncertainty of keeping things strictly platonic with you was eating him up alive. He hoped that Eywa would make his worries go away, and perhaps find a solution to the mess he had created inside his head.
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Eywa didn’t take long before answering his prayers, but it came with a cost.
Longing stares and hours of talking to one another way past curfew after sneaking out turned into cold shoulders and short conversations. The effort was barely there and you could tell Lo’ak didn’t even want to acknowledge your existence whenever you came around and it hurt, it pained you that you didn’t even know what you had done wrong to suddenly lose a person whom you held so dear to your heart.
Your lip quivered as you stared at the plate of fruits you had freshly cut up for Lo’ak, tears threatening to spill from your eyes when you remember how he harshly rejected your offer at spending time together.
“I have a meeting with my father. Later.”
“But Lo’ak we haven’t–“
“Don’t be so clingy, I said later. Go find someone else to eat the fruits with.”
Clingy? Someone else?
You didn’t want to eat them with anyone beside him. Having him call you clingy when he used to get excited to spend time with you, saved you the last bits of his food and would talk your ear off about his schedule, it was all confusing. You didn’t know what you had done wrong and if you were even able to fix it given how it was painfully obvious that you were the source of the miscommunication going on.
It felt like Eywa wasn’t on your side the past few weeks, and your heart squeezed in disappointment at how your strong faith was being questioned by such tough times. You never doubted your deity, believed that everything happens for a reason but what could possibly come out of being so abruptly separated from Lo’ak?
You headed back to your hammock and set the plate aside to grab your pen and paper. When everything felt like it was falling apart, writing seemed to be the safest option. You found comfort in spilling your worries to a sheet of paper and weren’t ashamed of it, in fact, you were praised greatly for it by Kiri who had told you that her mother would’ve definitely developed an interest to you and your ways of distressing.
Oh Eywa has it been difficult to breathe as of late. Lo’ak hates me, that I am sure of. I have been nothing but a good friend to him and I’m confused and heartbroken, I don’t know what to do Eywa and I want to talk to him, to ask him what caused to hate me so strongly. Maybe it’s my strong love for him? Have I pushed it too far?
To be truthful, you had been in a state of denial for quite some time now. You were a friend to Lo’ak, a companion and a person who was always by his side but your heart craved more.
It was the way your heart leapt whenever Lo’ak came around, throbbing when he sat next to you, leaving no space between the both of you. How your body tensed when he would place his hands on your shoulders and he would stare at you with concerned eyes, wondering if he had smacked your skin a bit too hard.
But you knew it was wrong. It was unacceptable for you to feel this way for your best friend, even more horrible to crave him in ways only two people who are mated want one another.
You felt rustling behind you and jumped at the noise, head whipping back with fearful eyes only to relax once you realized that it was just Neteyam.
You had grown to enjoy the boy’s company over the years and he was nothing but nice to you. The two of you had short yet sweet conversations and you could tell that Neteyam saw you as a sister, someone who belonged in the family more than anyone else.
“Thought you had a meeting with Mr. Sully?” your voice was small as you scribbled on your paper, lips pressed in a thin line and posture slouched as you leaned against the tree.
“Fix your posture, you’ll feel like you’re eighty when you’re twenty.” Neteyam tried to brighten up the mood, only to realize that it poor timing since you only flashed him a weak smile before giving a half assed attempt at sitting up properly.
“So no meeting, he just didn’t want to see me?” The boy flinched at your words and he wished you didn’t notice, but you were smart and you had a sharp eye. Things like body language and little white lies didn’t go unnoticed by you and yet Neteyam was confused on how you weren’t able to see through Lo’ak’s poor attempt at pushing you away because of how much he wanted you.
“He’s an idiot, but I promise you that–“
“Don’t…Don’t promise me something that might not happen,” you cut him off with a sharp intake of breath, your chest tightening and tears threatening to spill at any moment. You were growing tired of everyone reassuring you with words, only for Lo’ak to shatter any hope you’ve had that you two would make up from the nonexistent fight that you had.
“He thinks what he’s doing is the right thing, but it isn’t,” The eldest of the Sullys took it upon himself to wipe your tears away, thumbs caressing your cheeks in a delicate manner. “He is an idiot, but I want you to know that it’s paining him just as much,“
You scoffed at the words but never pulled away from the boy’s touch. “It pains him just as much? He’s the one who started it.”
“I know but–“
“Teyam,” your hand wraps around his wrist, and you gently pull it away from your face before holding his hand in your own. “It’s alright, I know you want to defend your brother and you have every right to do so but he hurt me, he’s causing me so much pain from a situation he created,”
“I’m not asking you to pick sides, but I’m also not going to let my pain get invalidated. I’m the one hurting here because he woke up on the wrong side of his hammock three weeks ago and decided not to utter a single word my way ever since.”
Neteyam could only sigh at your words. You were right, the situation was much more complicated than a simple disagreement between you two. Had you known the full story behind what was going on inside Lo’ak’s brain, maybe then it would feel fair to tell you that the boy was also in pain.
“Just do what feels less painful to you.” As if that was going to be easy, but the more you interacted with Lo’ak, the tighter your chest felt. You needed a break from the boy even if you knew that seeing him was enough to reassure you that he was doing okay.
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This was the longest Lo’ak had ever sulked in a corner and everyone was starting to grow tired of it.
The boy was almost lifeless, barely engaging in any conversation with his family members. He ignored Tuk’s nagging and consistent request to play with her, brushed off Neteyam’s suggestion to go on a ride with their Ikrans and wouldn’t even talk back to Kiri and Spider.
He was unrecognizable to say the least.
Neytiri nudged her husband with a concerned look on her face, eyes silently begging him to do something about the boy who went from being the loudest to the most reserved.
Jake could only awkwardly shuffle in his spot before coughing to catch his children’s attention. Talking to his sons wasn’t his virtue, it felt easier to console his little girls but given how strange Lo’ak had been acting, it was finally time to have a heart to heart with his son.
“Son, let’s ride our Ikrans after dinner.”
Lo’ak didn’t even raise his head at the sentence, simply thinking that Jake wasn’t referring to him. It wasn’t until the silence had felt too long that Jake called again, this time making sure that he heard him.
“Son? Lo’ak?” said boy raised his head with a perplexed look, and Jake noticed how his food was basically untouched.
“Yes sir?”
“We’re riding our Ikrans after dinner.” Jake repeated, setting his plate to the side before nodding at Neytiri as a way of thanking her for the food.
“We?” the boy looked at his brother, unsure if he was hearing his father correctly.
“You and I, son.” Lo’ak grew nervous at this. He and his father weren’t on best terms most of the time given how their personalities clashed with one another, but he thought that giving it a try wouldn’t hurt anybody.
“Okay dad.”
After a poor attempt at finishing his food, Lo’ak finally decided to join his dad after hopping on his Ikran. He wasn’t entirely sure of what his father wanted to talk about but he hoped that it wouldn’t cause the two of them to start fighting as usual.
“You closed off on yourself,” Jake didn’t bother with trying to ease Lo’ak into the topic, he immediately pushed him inside. He could tell he caught his son off guard given the wide eyes and how his lips struggled to find the right words to say.
“And you’re not only hurting yourself but you’re also hurting people around you,” Jake wanted to see how far he could push his son before making him admit his obvious feelings for you, the one girl he and Neytiri were very sure that she was going to be their son’s future mate.
“I don’t have that many friends,” Lo’ak’s sarcasm could be sensed from miles away and Jake held back a sigh at how similar he and his son were. He hated that sometimes. seeing in his son a version of himself he was ready to bury.
“I’m glad that you’re acknowledging that (name) isn’t just a friend.” The eldest pushed his son a little further and he couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips at how nervous and awkward his son got.
“She is just a friend…”
“We’re definitely different when it comes to this,” Lo’ak raised his head at his father’s words, unsure of where he was going with this.
“I married your mom not long after I met her, didn’t have time for all this being in denial bullshit,”
“Mom wasn’t a childhood friend.”
“Yet I think if she was a childhood friend, it would’ve made me want to marry her even more.”
The beauty of growing up together, getting to tell the next generation that you’ve known who your soulmate was at a very young age is a privilege not a lot of people have, not when most Na’vi have their mates chosen for them. And Lo’ak was very much aware of that and yet he couldn’t help but think that no one would choose him, not when he was so… like himself.
“I just think…she can do better,” Sharing his biggest insecurity was challenging enough as it was, but doing so with his father felt rough on his heart strings. Lo’ak’s throat tightened up and suddenly he became hyperaware of his fast heartbeat and sweaty palms, wishing that he had chosen something else to say to save him from the discomfort he was feeling.
“Is that truly up to you to decide?” The boy blinked once then twice, trying to register the fact that pouring his heart out was easier than he anticipated. He couldn’t bring himself to formulate a sentence for a good ten seconds before he was looking away from Jake, the latter’s words finally getting to his head.
“Does it even matter if I let her decide?”
“Would you have wanted her to let you feel the same if roles were reversed?”
“Roles could never be reversed cause she isn’t a freak like me,” Lo’ak almost snapped back in response and he visibly tensed at how defensive he was getting.
“So you think she deserves better than some five fingered freak like yourself?” Jake was blunt as he responded, eyes boring into his son’s who could only nod in response, not catching onto the sarcasm lacing in his words.
“Seems like you don’t know her as well as you claim to do.” Jake dipped down with his Ikran and Lo’ak followed shortly after with his own companion, eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the words coming out of his father’s mouth.
“Of course I do know her, she’s my best friend and I’m sure that she—“
“The reason why you like her so much is because she never cared about stuff like this. It’s been this way ever since you were a child, son.” Toruk Makto was now face to face with his son as their Ikrans came to a stop mid air. “For you to make her go through so much pain because you suddenly decided that she wanted to change her ways and morals is unfair in my opinion, both for her and yourself.”
“But to ruin the friendship—“
“Again, those are only assumptions you have made based off of pretty weak evidence—made up one since you didn’t even question her on whom has her attention or better yet, her heart.”
The picture was slowly coming together to Lo’ak now and the clearer it got, the more he realized just how badly he fucked up.
Three agonizing weeks of ignoring you, stopping himself from joining a conversation you were in and suspending any attempt you had thrown his way to hang out together, catch up and possibly ask him what was so wrong that he refused to talk to you.
Sure, it pained him so much but he knew how sensitive you were. In fact, he could tell from your big yellow eyes how deeply hurt you were everytime he rejected you, and Eywa, did it make his heart squeeze, almost shatter at the sight of tears brimming your vision.
Lo’ak knew he fucked up, and he could only pray to Eywa that he would be able to fix what could possibly cost him a friendship and perhaps his childhood sweetheart.
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You had every right to be ignoring Lo’ak right now. That, he is totally aware of, and even knew that it was exactly what he deserved after ghosting you for no apparent reason.
But at this point, you were just torturing him.
Tonight, the Omaticaya decided that it was time to hold their weekly party at the end of the week, distressing and letting loose after a long week of hard work.
Those parties were fun, they were what everyone needed—what you needed most importantly and you weren’t going to deny it, you were looking forward to it even if it meant having to encounter Lo’ak since he was Toruk Makto’s son.
Things had started pretty well with everyone chatting and discussing thing such as how great of a leader Toruk Makto was, how they haven’t felt this safe in quite some time and that everything being under his control was something to be proud of as forest Na’vi.
And while Jake and Neytiri soaked in all the attention, the kids were doing their thing. Mostly chatting with their friends or in some cases, stalking some.
Lo’ak was aware of how creepy he looked just staring at you with an unwavering gaze but he was determined to have you lock eyes with him. If he wasn’t going to approach you, getting to see your eyes for the first time in a while would mean the world to him.
“You’re looking a bit menacing, brother.” Neteyam placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder, staring in your direction as well with a small smile on his lips.
“Huh? Well, I guess it’s not menacing enough to have her look my way.” Lo’ak mumbled under his breath, earning a lighthearted chuckle from Neteyam who could only pat his shoulder before squeezing it.
“You don’t want to look menacing or creepy, you want to look apologetic.” Lo’ak glanced at Neteyam after hearing those words and he knew how right his brother was but how? how was he supposed to look more apologetic than he already feels?
“Just walk up to her and see what happens.” Yeah, easier said than done.
“I will tell you what will happen. I will go up there and make a fool of myself because one, I don’t really know what to tell her and two, she will ignore me either way and I absolutely deserve it after treating her like shit because of something she’s not even responsible of,”
Lo’ak was frustrated but he couldn’t exactly do anything about it or even let himself feel this frustration without guilt washing over him.
It must’ve been horrible for you. But enough of feeling bad for you, he knew that despite what could possibly happen, he still had to confront you one way or another.
“Good luck,” was all what Neteyam said before walking away to let his younger brother decide on what he was going to do.
Luck
“Shit, I’ll need plenty of that.” Lo’ak mumbled before heading towards you through the crowd.
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You could see Lo’ak and Neteyam from the corner of your eyes, you weren’t blind or clueless. You knew the two were talking about you just based on their body language. How unsure Lo’ak seemed and how playful the older brother was being and despite the fact that you thought it was endearing, you were still very mad at Lo’ak, and rightfully so.
It took them a couple of minutes to finish their conversation before Lo’ak was walking towards you and in a state of panic, you let go of whatever was in your hand and started heading out of the crowd, to a more secluded area. Anything to get away from Lo’ak as soon as possible.
You didn’t dare to look back, footsteps fast and unfaltering as you walked deeper into the forest with Lo’ak right behind you. Maybe if you didn’t perceive him, he would magically disappear.
“If anything, you know I’m the fastest runner between you and I,” his voice was uncertain, as if he was testing waters while still half-chasing you and you completely ignored his words, very determined on getting him to get off your tail.
“Going deeper into the woods won’t make me lose sight of you,”
“Did your tail get prettier?” was he staring at your tail?
Lo’ak was taken aback when you abruptly came to a stop and whipped your head fast to look at him and he wishes he could take back every bad thing he’s done to you, he wishes he could undo the past few weeks but he can’t, and he certainly can’t erase the pain in your eyes, how utterly confused and broken you must be feeling now that he’s suddenly trying to talk to you again.
“Listen-“
“No, no- you will listen. Because clearly that’s not what you wanted to do for like a month.” Your index finger was almost in his face but he didn’t back away or flinch, he let you be as mad as you wanted to be.
“I didn’t do anything to deserve what you did to me. I was a good friend! I was patient and forgiving, I kept finding stupid excuses for your lame ass while you didn’t even try to hide the fact that you were openly ignoring me for whatever reason!”
Lo’ak could tell you weren’t breathing properly while talking, and he wanted to hold your face and get you to calm down but touching you seemed off the table right now.
“And you come back and tell me my tail looks prettier?”
“I was just-“
“I’m still talking.” Your stern voice made him seal his lips shut, but he couldn’t help how his heart leapt a little in his chest. He had to fight the smile that was forming on his lips because he really didn’t want you to think he wasn’t taking you seriously.
“I appreciate you telling me my tail looks prettier but that does not and will never compensate for how shitty you made me feel lately.” Your voice was less harsh and smaller. He could tell you were slowly letting the tough façade fall apart because you weren’t used to getting hurt this badly. It drained you so much having him hurt you like this, and it made Lo’ak drown deeper in the guilt.
“I know it won’t, but I promise it hurt me just as much.”
“Then why did you do it?” Eywa, he wishes he could tell you.
“I can’t tell you.”
“Then we cant be friends again.” Your response was quick and dry. Lo’ak felt like he was quickly losing you the more he spoke and that absolutely terrified him.
“No, you don’t get it. If I tell you, I will lose you.”
“Is there anything to lose at this point?” Lo’ak was starting to realize how badly he fucked up the moment you said this.
“Wha- of course there is?” He furrowed his eyebrows as he stared down at you and for the first time, you weren’t glaring at him. Your eyes were slowly filling up with tears, breathing getting quicker by the second.
Lo’ak reached his hands towards your face to test the waters and when you didn’t flinch or pull away, just kept your eyes locked with his, he knew just how badly you needed to be held.
“Oh I’m so terrible, aren’t I?” He almost cooed at you, hands holding your face with his thumbs caressing your cheeks and your little nod before blinking some tears away.
“So… so terrible.” you nuzzled against his hand, a hiccup escaping your lips as you held back a sob.
“Eywa,” Lo’ak whispered, stepping a little closer to you so he could rest his forehead against yours. “You mean so much to me and it’s… terrifying.”
Your confusion only pushed him to continue, his nose brushing against yours and suddenly you were aware of how close—how intimate the position you were in. But you didn’t mind, your heart was racing yet you couldn’t bring yourself to push him away this time.
“If I mean so much to you, why hurt me?” your voice was small, almost too afraid to speak louder and ruin the moment.
“I thought hurting you would get you to hate me,” Lo’ak swallowed hard, eyes focused on your lips before staring right back at yours once again. “and you would realize that you deserve someone better than me.”
“And you think you have the right to choose for me?” your hands slowly moved up towards his shoulders and at first, he thought you were going to push him away. It wasn’t until he felt you press your body closer before wrapping your arms around his neck that he realized that you were doing the complete opposite.
“I chose you—Eywa chose you for me, and she is never wrong.” And you were right. As if your skin glowing in the dark wasn’t already beautiful, the forest decided to bless your moment even further.
Seeds of the sacred tree were floating all around you both, the pure spirits giving Lo’ak the reassurance and the tiny push he needed to finally close the distance between you two.
Your breath hitched when you felt his lips brush against yours, but you were growing impatient with the small amount of hesitance left in him.
“Promise me that you won’t hurt me again,” your words were hushed, breath quickening when you felt him pull you in closer by your hips.
“I promise.” the stars illuminated the sky and the night was threatening to get colder. But when Lo’ak was pulling you impossibly closer, your cheeks flushed with heat. His fingers traced the skin on your hipbone before digging in harshly, your sharp intake of breath making his eyes wander down to your lips once again.
“It’s unfair…“ your whisper caught him off guard and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion before they rose high when your hands slid down to caress his arms, gently moving towards his chest to rest your hands there. You looked up at him through your lashes, and if Lo’ak wasn’t aware of his feelings for you, he would think you were trying to make him fall deeper in love with every bit of you.
“What is unfair?”
“That you’re taking so long to kiss me,” your hands gently grabbed his face, holding his jaw to tilt his head down towards you. “I see you, Lo’ak.”
You didn’t need for him to say it in return—he wasn’t exactly able to with his lips pressed against yours in dizzying manner. You never thought you could grow more nervous around Lo’ak yet he seemed to have a knack for surprising you everytime, especially with his hands gripping the back of your thighs to pull you up and wrap your legs around his waist.
“I see—I see you too,” when he pulled away, panting from the kiss and eyes glazed with what appeared to be a mixture of lust and admiration, you could only squeeze your legs around his waist with a small smile.
“Already so out of breath?” your lips brushed against his nose in an endearing manner, fingers tracing his cheek to take in every little detail that made him who he is—yours.
“You dont know what you do to me,” he slowly backed you up against a tree, your cheeks flushing when you realized just how intimate the position you were in.
“Maybe I would like to find out,” Your teasing, your playful tone and your eyes that were clearly so lost in his, were constant reminders of how special he felt around you.
He, who had the honor of being your one and only, could only pray that Eywa approved of his love and devotion for you.
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Matchmaker
Lo’ak x Omatikayan fem reader (All aged up)
Warnings: dom lo’ak, oral (fem receiving), p in v, multiple orgasms, choking, creampie (breeding kink), cursing, jealous Neteyam at the end.
Synopsis: You had a crush on Neteyam, but lo’ak was the one that had eyes for you. When you go to express your feelings to Neteyam, it seems as if he’s more interested in playing matchmaker than he is in you. But when it’s all said and done, he soon realizes that he made a huge mistake.
You were among the elite kids in the clan, as your mother and father were very skilled hunters who often led the huge hunts. But most would say that you were very different from the other people your age. You didn’t drink, or smoke. You didn’t party much, and you always stayed out of trouble. You pride yourself on being the best daughter possible. You were a very smart, skilled warrior, and one of the most sought after woman in the clan.
Although you got a lot of male attention, you were only focused on one boy in particular. Neteyam sully. You were absolutely head over heels for him, but it didn’t seem like he saw you as anything more than a friend. His younger brother on the other hand, couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. Lo’ak made it very known that he liked you, and you would be a fool to say that it didn’t boost your confidence. However, you wished it was Neteyam.
You were pretty shy, and you didn’t want to make the mistake of telling Neteyam you liked him because it could be a large possibility that he didn’t like you back. However, your mother always taught you to go for what you wanted, no matter how scary or out of reach it seems.
So when you saw lo’ak and Neteyam talking to eachother after training was done, you thought you’d kill two birds with one stone. Telling Neteyam that you liked him infront of lo’ak would surely hault his advances. Or so you thought…
You walked over to them, watching as they engaged in a conversation. You stood infront of them for a moment, surely hoping that they noticed you. However, the didn’t. You cleared your throat loudly, causing the brothers to turn their attention to you. A friendly smile crept across Neteyam’s face. Lo’ak licked his lips quickly, wiping the corners of his mouth swiftly to hide his arousal.
“Hey, Neteyam. I-I umm-… I wanted to talk to you, if that’s ok?” You asked, a lighthearted smile plastered across your face. You fiddled with your fingers nervously as he nodded.
“Ofcourse y/n. What’s up?” He asked with slight urgency. You never really talked to him unless it was in a group setting, so he assumed that you needed him for something important. And he was always glad to help.
“I-I know this is probably going to be so out of the blue, but umm-. I like you. Have for a while now. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. You know, just you and I?” You blurted out, letting out a sigh of relief once you got that off of your chest. Your fingers Interlocked with eachother behind your back as you awaited an answer. However, all you were met with was alot of awkward silence, both boys staring at you in confusion.
You wanted to melt into the moss beneath you. You were so embarrassed. You really didn’t know what to expect, but the silence and the blank stares sure wasn’t it. “D-Did I say something wrong? I-I’m sorry! Just forget it, please-“ you rambled, before turning to walk away. You felt a firm hand on your arm, turning you back around. Neteyam, ofcourse.
“I-Im sorry. I didnt mean to make you embarrassed. I just thought-“ Neteyam started, waving his finger in between you and lo’ak. Signaling that he believed you and his baby brother had something going on. Your eyes widened in realization, immediately shaking your head.
“Oh, no! What? Absolutely not! Lo’ak and I are just friends! Right, lo’ak?” You smiled, peering over at lo’ak. He scoffed, eyeing you up and down.
“Absolutely not, huh?” Lo’ak asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. It was clear that you were too harsh, and you’d hurt his feelings. Ofcourse, you thought lo’ak was hot, but if you had any chance with Neteyam, you had to play it cool. And if you were being honest, Neteyam was better in your opinion.
“Oh, lo’ak. I didn’t mean it like that, I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings.” You spoke softly. Seeing a visibly upset lo’ak got Neteyam thinking. He tapped his brother on the shoulder, making eye contact with him. A few quick nods, and slight smirks before their eyes were back on you. This time it felt alittle bit more…intense.
“I like you too, y/n.” Neteyam confessed, but you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not with that devilish smirk plastered across his face. But you decide to take it with a bright smile.
“But see….here’s the thing.” Neteyam continued, walking to your backside slowly. He gripped your shoulder firmly, bending down to your ear.
“Being the older sibling…nothings ever really all yours is it?” He asked before leaving a small peck on your cheek. You cocked an eyebrow, in confusion but you had an idea of what he was insinuating.
“I-I don’t know.” You spoke nervously.
“Listen. If you want me, you’ve gotta let my brother have a taste. Don’t leave him hanging.” Neteyam finally confessed, earning a gasp from you. Your eyes connected with lo’aks. His full of lust as he waved at you.
“What? I-I don’t— I’m not that kind of girl.” You shook your head hastily. “Oh, come on. I know you’ve got some slut in you somewhere.” Lo’ak spoke sensually, licking his lips slowly as he scanned your body.
“Excuse me?” You asked, an attitude forming quickly as you shifted your weight to one hip. Eyebrows furrowed in anger.
“Mmm, you’re gonna make me repeat myself? I said I know there’s some SLUT in you SOMEWHERE. Better?” He clapped back, taking a step closer.
“And if there was, you’d never see it.” You crossed your arms, ripping out of neteyams grasp to take a step closer.
“Oh please, Just give me 5 minutes and I’d have your little ass begging.” He growled with another step forward. He was dangerously close now, looking down at you with heavy aggression.
“Yeah yeah, that’s what they all say. You wouldn’t even LAST 5 minutes.” You spat, a small chuckle rumbling in your chest.
“Mmm, pussy’s that good huh? Let me try it out.” He teased. That was your last straw. Before you knew it, your hand flew across his face hard. So hard that he stumbled back a bit. Immediate regret washed over you with a loud gasp. Shocked by your own actions. He grabbed his jaw gently, his eyes meeting yours. But this time, they were filled with anger. You could feel the aggression radiating off of his skin.
“Well then. Im gonna go ahead and leave you two to it.” Neteyam spoke from behind you, but you were too busy focused on how angry lo’ak was, you’d never seen him like this before.
“Good luck, Princess.” Neteyam chuckled, patting your shoulder before walking off. “Don’t break her, bro. I might wanna try it later.” Neteyam joked, hitting lo’aks shoulder playfully on his was to leave.
“Mhm.” He hummed, his eyes not leaving yours. You gulped loudly, followed by a low whimper. “Lo’ak, I’m sorry. I-i don’t even know why I did that.” You apologized nervously. Hoping that it would be enough to satisfy him. But ofcourse it wasn’t.
He stood there for a moment. Awkward silence plagued the forest as low growls rumbled in his chest. Every hard breath revealing his defined muscles. Every clench of his jaw revealing the prominent veins in his neck. Scared was an understatement, you were terrified.
“Comere.” He spoke lowly, gesturing you with his finger. You would be a fool to think you could out run him, or fight him off. So you mustered up enough courage to take a step forward, cautiously.
“Closer.”
“Lo’ak i-“ you were cut off by his strong hand wrapping around your neck, yanking you dangerously close to him. You grabbed his wrist in defense, making sure that he wouldn’t squeeze your neck to the point of non-circulation.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry lo’ak please!” You pleaded, fear written across your beautiful face. “Yeah?” He asked, shaking you by your neck gently.
“YES!” You whined, nodding frantically. He squinted with a slight head tilt, eyeing you up and down for a moment while he thought about what he wanted to do to you.
“Mhm. Tryna figure out wether I should put you on my shoulders, and eat this pussy until you’re crying….” He started, running his hand down your torso, making it all the way to the band of your loincloth. Your breathing hitched, his fingertips so gentle against your skin. You could feel your legs tremble as he placed his hand inside of your cloth, using the pad of his fingers to massage your clit. A series of low whimpers escaping your lips, his just being inches away from yours.
“Or should I just get straight to it, and Fuck you like I hate you. Fuck you until you can’t speak, until you can’t WALK. Show you who the better brother is.” He finished, now teasing your entrance with his middle finger.
“Shit, I mean we do have all the time in the world, right babe? How about I just do both? Take my anger out on this pretty body of yours.” He spoke with a slight grin, his lips grazing yours with every word. It was like he didn’t even have to do any of that to have you hooked, you already were at this point. Maybe it’s the aggression, or the way he talked to you, the way you were at his completely mercy. But lo’ak was for sure the winner.
He began to untie your loincloth, letting it hit the ground beneath you. And in one fell swoop, you were on his shoulders in no time. Backing you against a tree so that your back was supported.
“Been waiting on this for quite some time now. Let me show you why I’m the better choice.” He spoke, looking up into your eyes as he sent a kiss to your throbbing clit. And before you knew it, he was devouring you. Sucking on your clit like a pacifier, and licking on the nub gently.
“Mmm, lo’ak…” you moaned, running your fingers through his braids. Only motivating him more. His technique began to get sloppy, spit dripping down his chin and to his chest as he lapped up your juices. Flicking your clit with his tongue as we glared at you with those beautiful eyes of his.
“Yess! Just like that, fuuuck…” you moaned, the volume increasing. Throwing your head back against the bark while he tongue kissed your core expertly. After a few minutes, you could feel your orgasm coming as your stomach began to tighten.
“Lo’ak I-I think I’m-“ you whined, meeting his devilish gaze, the gaze of a man who didn’t plan on stopping, wether you came or not.
“Mhm.” He hummed into your core, flicking your clit again. This completely sent you over the edge. Your legs began to shake around his head, eyes rolling all the way back as you let go on his face. He licked your essence greedily, growling with every swallow. And to your suprised, he didn’t stop. He continued his abuse on your sensitive clit.
“Ok ok! I-I can’t take it lo’ak!” You screamed, pushing on his head gently, causing him to hold you tighter, while he ate you like you were the last meal he’d ever have.
“Squirt, and I’ll let you go.” He mumbled, sending vibrations through your entire body. He sloppily kissed your clit a few times before going back to work. Writing his name into your cunt like you were his property.
“I-I CANT!” You whined, attempting to use your hands to climb up the tree, being completely unsuccessful. Your legs began to shake again, the overstimulation consuming you.
“Stay fucking still! Or so help me GOD!” He roared. You whimpered, watching him attack your clit again. “T-Toooo much…” you mumbled, out of breath as your cunt began to clench around nothing.
“It’s called a punishment, baby.” He moaned feeling your clit jump in his mouth. He watched you intently, your erratic breaths telling it all.
“Let go, and I’ll stop.” He teased, letting his spit cascade down your clit before sucking it up. Your eyes began to cross, mouth falling agape as silent screams escaped your lips.
“Just like that, y/n. Let that shit go in my fucking mouth, you hear me?!” He growled, aggressively sucking your clit, taking your breath away in the process. And in an instant, you finally let go again, squirting all over the boy beneath you.
A loud whimper escaping as you held onto his head while you shook violently from your orgasm. He lapped up your juices again, some of it trickling down his chest, and completely soaking his own loincloth.
He sucked your sensitive clit one last time before pulling away with a small gasp. A line of spit connecting his swollen lips to your core as he glared at you. “You know what’s next, right?” He asked with a smooth tone, licking his lips slowly.
As much as you wanted it, you didn’t know if you could take anymore. And if his mouth had you shaking, you couldn’t even imagine what his cock would do.
You shook your head lazily, pretending to be oblivious as he lowered you to the ground. You could barely stand, leaning against the bark for support while he held your hips.
“Oh, you’ve forgotten already?” He teased, holding you in place with one hand while the other one untied his loincloth. You didn’t even need to look down to know what you were dealing with. His cock sprung up with a loud slap, very hard to miss. He grabbed it, placing it on your stomach, and you could feel the girth against your skin. It was so damn heavy, and the veins were prominent enough for you to feel as well. You could feel the wet trickles of precum running down your torso, and you gulped loudly.
For a moment, you two stared at eachother. Breathing heavily in anticipation. He moved alittle closer, until his lips were hovering over yours. So much tension that you could cut it with a knife. You moved your lips closer to his, and then he closed the gap. You two engaging in a passionate kiss. So hungry for one another. He grabbed your neck, squeezing it lightly as he deepened the kiss. Too short to wrap your arms around his neck, you wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer to you.
“I want you. I can’t wait any longer.” He mumbled against your lips, spinning you around aggressively. He pinned your arms over your head with one hand, using the other hand to line his cock up with your entrance, pushing it in slowly. You couldn’t help but moan as he stretched you out with every inch. Going deeper, and deeper until he completely bottomed out.
“So damn tight baby.” He whispered in your ear before kissing it, beginning to thrust into you slow and deep, making your eyes roll back.
“Lo’aaaak!” You whined, voice rippling from every hard thrust he sent you. He let your arms go, pushing your back down gently so that he could get the view he’s been dying for. He began to speed up, grabbing your hips for leverage. You could feel him in your stomach, mouth falling agape as he expertly played in your guts.
“Ohhh Great Mother- yesss!” You screamed as he began to plow you roughly from behind. Loud grunts and groans escaping his mouth as he watched your ass ripple against his pelvis with every stroke.
“Yeah baby. Im giving you that gooood dick, hmm?” He moaned, smacking your ass harshly. You winced, digging your nails into the tree infront of you.
“Yesss lo’aaak!” You whined, tears blurring your vision as he abused your sweetspot repeatedly. He reached around, grabbing your neck to bring you back into him harder. You whimpered, feeling kisses on your upper back while he drilled into you.
“You may be right about that 5 minutes. This pussy is driving me crazy, baby.” He groaned, your tight cunt squeezing him with every thrust. Your lingering slick revealed with every stroke. So wet that it was smearing his thighs, lines of your arousal connecting you two together. He was on the verge of losing it.
“Mmm fuuuck!” He moaned, squeezing your neck tighter as he sped up. The veins in his neck protruding with a loud growl. It was becoming too much for you, and you just couldn’t take this beating any longer.
“Lo’-Lo’ak i’mmm cum-minggg.” You cried, voice staggered from the violent thrusts he was sending directly into your sweetspot. He bit his lip, watching your body shake beneath him. And just like last time, he had plans to make you beg.
“Mhm. Cum on this dick. Let me feel that shit!” He growled, smacking your ass once more, squeezing the flesh harshly. And that was really all it took, your eyes rolled back as you came undone on him. Every stroke revealing his cream coated cock. But even after, he still didn’t stop.
He began to rut into you harder, and deeper. The sounds of skin clapping filling the forest. Your legs were starting to go numb, as you slid down slowly. But ofcourse, lo’ak held you in place, abusing your tight little cunt like his life depended on it.
“Lo’aaak pleaseeee. D-Don’t do this to meee.” You moaned, cheeks becoming wet from your own tears. He shifted his other hand to your neck as well, now rutting into you using it as leverage.
“Don’t do what, baby? Make you cum for the 4th time?” He teased, angling his hips up to jam into your sensitive sweetspot. “Ohhh, shit!” You squealed, eyes crossing from the overstimulation. “I-I don’t- I-I can’t-“ you stuttered deliriously.
“Mhmm, going dumb on this dick. Just how I like it.” He groaned, pulling your head back until your eyes met his. He teased you, hovering over your lips knowing how bad you wanted to kiss him.
“I love you, girl. You hear me?” He whispered, drilling into you nice and slow, hitting every spot possible. You bit your lip, eyebrows scrunched in pleasure. He’s told you that he loved you before, but you never really wanted to hear it. However, this was something different, so much more intimate than before. You could feel your muscles tightening again, just from those 3 little words. He had you completely whipped.
“I-I love you more.” You whined, meaning every fucking word. His ears perked in satisfaction, not thinking that you would respond back like that. He had been waiting to hear those sweet words for some time now, and fuck did it feel good to actually hear it.
“Tell me you’re sorry. For making me wait so fucking long.” He moaned, his grip on your neck becoming tighter.
“I-Im sooorry, baby. I’m so sorry.” You moaned. So genuine in your tone. You couldn’t believe you’d been denying yourself such pleasure, especially knowing that he was in love with you.
He kissed your lips, his thrusts becoming sloppy from his incoming release. You whimpered into the kiss, shaking violently in his arms while your came for the 4th time in 10 minutes.
“Yesss lo’ak! Im c-umm-minggg!” You mumbled against his lips. Your essence spilling to the moss with every stroke. “I know, baby. I-I’m almost done with you, ok? Just alittle longer.” He reassured, his cock twitching inside of you. You nodded lazily in his embrace as tears flowed down your temples. He kissed them away, tasting the salty liquid on your cheeks.
“I-I want your babies, lo’ak. please!” You cried, reaching around to hold his hips, just so he couldn’t pull out. His eyes went wide, gazing down at your fucked out expression. Surely you didn’t really mean that, right?
“Talk to me when you’re not delirious, baby. You don’t know what you’re saying right now.” He shook his head, his thrusts becoming lazy.
“Cum in meee!” You whined, eyes rolling back as your body signaled another orgasm approaching. Your walls began to flutter around him, and he could feel his orgasm building quickly as well.
You both began to breathe hard, inhaling each-others breath. “Lo’aaak, I-I can’t stop cumminggg!” You screamed, letting loose for the 5th time.
“Mhmm.” He hummed, eyes rolling back as he felt little squirts of cum making its way out of him. He tried, he really did. But with your beautiful moans, and fucked out expression, he had no choice but to cum inside of you. It was just too fucking good to stop.
“Oh fuuuuuck!” He muttered through a clenched jaw, throwing his head towards the sky as ropes of cum flooded your empty womb. He held you in place for a minute or two, emptying his seed in you with a few low growls.
And it was safe to say that you were now just as in love, if not more in love with him than he was with you. And you proved that with the weeks following this incident. All you wanted to do was be around him, hug him, kiss him. You were completely and utterly obsessed with him.
You had forgotten all about Neteyam. You wouldn’t even give him the time of day when he tried to talk to you. So, him being curious to know what happened, he talked to lo’ak about that night.
“Damn baby bro. What did you do to her? She acts like I don’t even exist anymore.” Neteyam chuckled.
“Listen, I don’t want to go into detail. But she’s mine now, bro. If you truly liked her, you shouldn’t have handed her off to me the way you did.” Lo’ak laughed. Neteyam was far from mad, he was actually happy for lo’ak. Yeah sure, Neteyam liked you, but lo’ak loved you.
“Shit, I’m surprised she’s not here right now. I can’t get time to myself anymore. It’s like that girl wants to live in my skin or something.” He chuckled, hitting his brother in the chest lightly. But it seemed as though he spoke too soon. 2 dainty hands wrapping around his torso from behind, followed by small kisses being planted on his back.
You peaked your head around from the side, looking up at your gorgeous mate. “Hey baby! I missed you.” You smiled. He smiled as well, bringing you around to the front of him, bending down to leave kisses all over your face. You both giggling at eachother.
Neteyams fists balled up slightly. The anger finally seeping in when he saw you two together. Maybe he was jealous, and had more feelings for you than he thought. But he sucked it up for the sake of his brother, plastering a fake smile.
“Lo’ak can we go? I have something to show you.” You spoke innocently, kissing his lips. “Oh yeah?” He cocked an eyebrow, already knowing what you meant. You nodded your head with your lip between your teeth.
The exchange alone made Neteyam’s blood boil, swallowing the lump in his throat slowly. Jaw clenching and unclenching quickly before letting out a sigh.
“I’ve gotta go bro. Something came up.” Lo’ak spoke, reaching out to Neteyam to do their handshake. Neteyam raised his hand, obliging with a forced smile.
“Ofcourse bro! I’ll see you around. Bye y/n.” Neteyam spoke, hoping that you would finally acknowledge him. Yet you didn’t, just a quick nod to him before pulling lo’ak away. Leaving Neteyam by himself, wondering how things could have been if he didn’t play matchmaker…
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luvv4j4ybe11 · 3 months
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✧Summary~Your bestfriends let your curiosity get the better of you.
✧Warnings~ A/B/O elements(retractable penis, knots, and bioluminescence cum(is that an a/b/o element?)), oral (m receiving), threesome(mfm), dirty talk, human reader, size difference, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, enjoy love<33
✧Translations- Yawntutsip~darling, little loved one,
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“You what?” Lo’ak asked with his brow raised, both brothers stopping in their tracks.
“I wanna see what you guys look like under your loincloths, I’ve heard other scientists talk about Navi anatomy but I wanna see one for myself.” You state plainly, both of them staring down at you with their brows raised and jaws slightly dropped.
Neteyam is the first to break the silence, walking over to you and crouching down at your level. “Babygirl..are you sure?” He asks gently while placing his hand on your shoulder, his fingers almost touching the middle of your back.
You nod your head quickly, sending him a reassuring smile when you do. “Yes teyam I’ll be fine. I can handle it, I promise.” Both of them smile devilishly at this, their gaze on you turning lustful. “Nah mama, I don’t think you can” Lo’ak says gravely, making Neteyam chuckle softly.
“Can’t promise you’re gonna be able to even walk out of here once we’re done with you.” He adds on, standing up to his full height to take off his loincloth slowly. Lo’ak walking next to him to do the same.
Your stomach was filled with butterflies as they were standing in-front of you, watching the last knot on their loincloths come undone before they fall down to the ground in sync.
You stare at them confused for a second, looking back in front of you to what seemed to be a very well lubricated slit of some sorts, which you assumed is where their cocks were.
You’ve heard the other scientists mention this thing called a knot that’s on the base of male Navi’s shafts that swells the closer the he is to his climax so when he pushes it into his desired mate, she’s sure to get pregnant. But they never talked about how their cocks were when “at rest” essentially.
They both look at you with the same smirk plastered on their faces, tails swaying excitedly behind them. “Can I touch?” You ask innocently, looking up at them with curiosity in your eyes.
Lo’ak bites his lip at your expression, while neteyam places his hand on your head. Rubbing his thumb back and forth on your skull softly. “Mhm, that’s why we’re doing this in the first place right, babygirl?” He questions lowly while tilting his head to the side, braids falling in-front of his face.
You nod to acknowledge his question before reaching out to the both of them tentatively, tracing the outside of their slits with your fingertips. Making both of them flinch and buck up into your hands softly at the soft touch.
After a few more minutes you see something coming out from inside both of their slits. And immediately after that, their dicks come out in front of you. Both of them basically the size and length of your forearm, if not a little bigger.
The thought of those going inside of you makes you nervous, but the ache in your core says otherwise. Making you rub your thighs together tightly.
You still keep your hands on the base of their dicks, not fully touching them but still too busy admiring them. Lo’ak has this knot at the base of his shaft just like neteyam, both of them slightly flat but swelling the more aroused they got.
Lo’ak looked more like a human than anything, but was just blue and fucking enormous in length and girth. Neteyam on the other hand had these ridges on the sides, which looked more like the diagrams of Navi anatomy you’ve seen before.
You look up at them with doe eyes, shuffling uncomfortably before wondering what to do. They both laugh at you hesitation,“You can touch mama” lo’ak says softly, rubbing your head affectionately.
You grab both of them firmly, the slick from where they were before aiding you in stroking them fluidly. They both groan at the feeling of your soft hands wrapped around them, both of them reaching down to touch you to reassure you.
They were both twitching and leaking all into your hands, the pre that came from their tips almost looking shimmery and shiny. As if it was glowing. You swallow thickly at this, scooting closer to them to observe them more.
“You wanna taste, yawntutsip?” Neteyam says thickly,his baritone knocking you out of your trance. “Mhm” you mummer quietly before taking his tip into your mouth, whining softly at the stretch it gave you. He tasted so…sweet.
You lick and suck at his tip hungrily, addicted to the taste of him. He groans at the feeling of your mouth on hip, watching how you struggle to get just his tip into your mouth.“Fuck babygirl, that good?” He chuckles breathily before tightening his grip on your hair. Trying to resist the urge to fuck your face and use you until he’s done.
Lo’ak groans needily at the sight in front of him, closing his hand around yours to fuck into your fist the way he wanted. You take a couple more licks of neteyam before switching to lo’ak, wrapping your hand around neteyam instead.
“I didn’t forget about you baby, don’t worry.” you tease before taking his tip into your mouth, letting the taste of him just dissolve on your tongue.
He hisses at the feeling of your tongue on his sensitive tip, instinctively bucking his hips into your mouth. “Fuck mama..” he groans lowly before throwing his head back when you roll your tounge in circles around him.
He places both hands on your head before fucking your mouth softly, making you whine around him and your eyes water. While neteyam was thrusting into your fist tenderly, not wanting to harm you at all.
You tighten your hold on neteyam and suck lo’ak harder, silently telling them to use you. They both pick up on this quickly, giving you exactly what you wanted.
Your the tears finally spill over your eyes as lo’ak uses your throat, causing little whines and gags to come from you. “You look so fuckin’ pretty like this mama,” Lo’ak growls lowly as your throat squeezes him every time you gag. “Such an eager little slut for us, so perfect.” Neteyam coos at you deeply as he fucks your fist roughly. Making you moan around Lo’ak desperately.
The nosies coming from the three of you made you squeeze your thighs together tightly, being used by these two gorgeous men and their dirty words making your pussy throb.
You rub your thumb up and down neteyams tip as your moan around lo’ak again, the vibration making him moan softly.
“Must want us to cum all over that pretty face huh mama?” Lo’ak teases, cocking his head to the side as if he was waiting for you to answer. Neteyam hums in agreement, hips stuttering slightly as his orgasm approaches. “Come one yawntutsip, be a good girl for us and let us make a mess on your face. We promise we’ll make your feel good after…”
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A/N~ ‼️PLEASE READ‼️first thing I wanna say is that I’m kinda upset I had to change the character I had originally(neytiri) bc it’s was js too difficult to write her for this prompt, so that’s why I did lo’ n teyam. I did use Luna (@pandoraslxna) and blues (@blue-slxt) fics as a reference but I DID NOT copy them! So don’t even try to say that I did. That’s the last thing I want to happen so that why I’m addressing it rn, bc id never wanna copy my bbys like that☹️ i tried to fix some of the words so it wasn’t too similar but people will still have an opinion about this so 🤷🏽‍♀️. I can only do so much until it’s out of my control. But thank you guys for reading this. Day 10 will be otw later today. Stay safe and hydrated bbys🩷
Duces🫶🏽,
Luvv4j4ybe11
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aoteyam · 1 year
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Avatar | ATWOW: FIC RECOMMENDATIONS
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This is for anyone else who is searching for certain avatar (wotw) fics; I’ve got you.
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**will keep updating this **
Second: LO’AK FANFICS | Catergory: A-Z
• A •
Anything for you @naughtyforneteyam
As long as it's with you. @loakismine
Avatar the story of us @tonni30
A misunderstanding - lo'ak x reader @readerxlol
• B •
Being human + dating lo'ak @lo-aksgf
Best friends. @atokirina-writings
bounce @snoopdogsnip
boys dont cry @outsideofthegarden
burning love @p0w3rzz
• C •
childhood bestfriends to lovers @lola-bunn1
clueless @starkeysmoon
Come to you @whatisthatmae
• D •
dull | lo'ak @bonnibuckets
• E •
Empathy @mochi-yu
• F •
failure @m1kasawps
first kiss with lo'ak @livelaughloak
Five things lo'ak loves about you @tinkerbelle05
Fmokx @/loakismine
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Happier @littlethingsinlife
Him Being insecure @sxmpforneteyam
hurt @bruisedcupids
• I •
Injured || lo'ak x reader @budgiesunset
In love with the enemy @vandnana
it's always been you @/lola-bunn1
I see you @hearts4neteyam
I see you @bibibelly
I see you lo'ak @loaksbitch
• J •
jealousy @lxvvvllyy
Just Dance @/snoopdogsnip
Just the start @sunandsstars
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lo'ak getting jealous @/livelaughloak
lo'ak learning hiw to read @/livelaughloak
Lo'ak @marvelsage
Love at first sight @yapeachys
• M •
Me Gustas Tu @starriluvs
My First @/loakismine
• N •
nebula @tysukets
nightmare @eywascall
not funny, didn't laugh @/tysukets
• O •
Ocean breeze @/rslytherinesinner
Only one. @starriluvs
• P •
partner in crime @astr1dblogs
perfect @/sunandsstars
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Rivals to Lovers with Lo'ak @angelltheninth
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scream @sethcertified
Sharing same music taste @/hearts4neteyam
sneaking out @/snoopdogsnip
starlight lovin' @/tysukets
sugar crash @/snoopdogsnip
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teach me @/loakismine
Together again @otherperson12
the chase @/starkeysmoon
The perfect pair @mooooonnnzz
The pink promise @/vandnana
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Unrequited Love @shanaurrr
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Worthy @white-girl444
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you idiot. @urjanedxn
You're perfect @/shanaurr
Your killin me @slutforavatar
You were just a child.... @/atokirina-writings
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#- 123 - REQ (untitled)
lo'ak x female reader @price45
lo'ak x metkyina!reader @marastarz
Lo'ak x Metkayina!GN! @imagineitcreateit
lo'ak headcannons @rainymoodsworld
lo'ak x non-binary @klefansklaroline
angst to fluff @/lola-bunn1
loak x insecure reader @loveysmoke6998
lo'ak x reader @/loveysmoke6998
lo'ak x human!reader @beannmx
lo'ak x polar opposite twin @/beannmx
lo'ak x bestfriend reader @/lola-bunn1
Omatikaya, Metkayina hybrid! reader @/ilikeballs
Lo'akxFem!Metkayinareader @avatarl0v3r
Headcannon of Lo'ak @/angelltheninth
Lo’ak x Female Na’vi Reader Headcanons @woalain
Yo this list is slightly longer than others.
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bubblebaththoughts · 4 months
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Somnophilia
perv!Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikayan!Reader
kinkmas masterlist
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warnings: 18+ MDNI! SOMNOPHILIA!!!, kinda dark, dubcon, pervy Lo’ak, Lo’ak is a little delulu, P in V, “unwanted” touches, Reader is Kiri’s best friend.
“Kiri! Stop it!” You shoved her off
“Ah- Someone has a crush!!!” Kiri teased
You both hear the flap of the tent-like marui pod swoosh open and then closed, neither bothered to look and see who it was as you two were basically in the middle of a wrestling match.
“You like him!” Kiri pointed in your face
“She likes who?” The person who walked in now spoke up, making you and Kiri finally look up to see who it was.
You knew who it was by his voice, Lo’ak. Kiri’s face dropped as she saw him, looking over at you for a second to widen her eyes.
“None of your business.” Kiri answered for you, crossing her arms at Lo’ak
He merely shrugged, passing the two of you to sharpen his hunting knife in the corner. He kept his head down, grinding the sharp edge against a stone as you and Kiri resumed your conversation.
You must have forgotten Lo’ak was there, and he could hear about your admiror“And then Nìtem was adjusting me and I-“
“Nìtem?” Lo’ak interrupted, almost dropping his knife “You like Nìtem?”
Your eyes snap up at him, a murderous glare.
“Brother, I suggest you keep your mouth shut.” Kiri warns, a stern look crossing her face
“Seriously? Nìtem!” Lo’ak scoffed
“What do you care?” You ask, your eyes narrowed at him
“I didn’t.” Lo’ak shook his head “I don’t care.”
“Mind your own business baby brother.” Kiri sassed
Lo’ak rolled his eyes, going back to sharpening his knife with a huff.
“I wanna go look at the stars.” You sighed, lying down on the floor and staring up at the low ceiling of the pod.
“Then go look at the stars.” Kiri suggested
“Are you going to come?” You perked your head up
“No it’s cold.” Kiri smiled “If you want to go out there, you’re on your own.”
“I’ll go.” Lo’ak said, lowly
“I’d appreciate it if you stopped listening in on my conversations.” Kiri’s eye glared around Lo’ak
“And I’d appreciate it if you would stop being such a baby.” Lo’ak sassed back to his sister.
“I’m going to look at the stars, I don’t care who comes.” You shrug, walking out by yourself
You hear footsteps beside you, Lo’ak’s footsteps.
“You really like Nìtem?” He asked softly
You shook your head, “No.”
“Then why-“ Lo’ak began
“Just because he came up in conversation doesn’t mean I like him.” You tell him, peeking back to see his face
You find an area that isn’t completely covered by trees so the stars were all visible.
“So why did you want to see the stars?” Lo’ak asked as you squatted down on the mossy ground
Your eyes snap up at him, “Why did you want to come out here with me?”
Your hands feel around the ground, making sure it was smooth so you could lay down to watch the sky.
“I asked you first.” Lo’ak countered as he got down on the ground next to you
“Because, I mean-. Look at them.” You pointed up at the sky. “They’re beautiful.”
“Yeah, they are.” Though Lo’ak’s eyes never left you as you were explained your reasoning
Your head turns to him, “So why did you come out here with me?” You repeat tour earlier question
“Just-“ Lo’ak began “Just gotta keep an eye on you.” He shrugged
You scoff, “If anyone should have an eye on them it should be you, Lo’ak.”
He mocks offense, placing a hand on his own chest, “How could you say that?”
“Whatever, troublemaker.” You roll your eyes, tilting your head back up to the sky “And stop staring at me, watch the sky.”
Lo’ak listens, for the first time ever, and readjusted himself to look up at the sky.
You are comforted by the silence of the world right now. The clan were all, for the most part, asleep. And soon you felt your eyes getting heavy and then very soon after that, you had drifted off to sleep.
Lo’ak hadn’t noticed until he had heard a light snore come from you. That’s when he looked over and noticed your sleeping form.
At first, he wanted to wake you up, but he felt it was best to leave you alone. But he didn’t want to leave you there, what kind of friend would he be if he left you there?
But it was cold out here, like Kiri had mentioned. He debated with himself, but figured if he just got close to you, your body heat would keep each other warm.
So Lo’ak scooted close to you, slipping his arm around your waist and holding you as close as he could allow himself.
Sleep wouldn’t come to Lo’ak like it did to you. Instead, all he could think about was how close he was to you, how the curve of your ass fit perfectly against his hips, how your head rested on his shoulder, how hard he could feel himself getting.
He tried to brush it off, go to sleep, anything. This wasn’t the best time, at all.
He found that his hands had a mind of their own as they gently squeezed at your hips, absentmindedly pulling you back on forth on to him for some sort of relief.
Lo’ak shifted against you, his eyes flickering down to your sleeping face. You wouldn’t mind, right? Fuck it, he didn’t care.
He leant down, his lips peppered kisses on your neck as his long fingers slipped under your loincloth.
You sighed, making Lo’ak pause, he peeked down at your face, you were still asleep.
He continued his venture to your pussy, pushing your loincloth completely out of the way.
He had to hold back a moan as his fingers separated your soft folds, Eywa, you were so wet, so wet for him, you just didn’t know that, yet. His finger circled your clit for a moment before he moved it down to your tight hole.
He edged to tip of his finger in, watching your face for a reaction. Once you didn’t react, he sunk his finger in.
Your body naturally reacted to him, your walls gushed around his single finger. He smirked down at you, you were being so good for him.
Slowly, he started to gently thrust his finger in and out of you. While somehow still asleep, you arch your back against him, a low breathy moan leaving your lips. You were so reactive.
Suddenly, the best idea he’s ever come up with popped into his head. He pulls his finger from you with a quiet “pop”.
Lo’ak maneuvered himself from behind you and gently laid you on your back, He slowly untied your loincloth and discarded it. Then he spread your legs until he could fully see your pretty pussy, all splayed out tor him, dripping wet.
“Fuck, sevin…” He muttered to himself lowly as he sunk in between your beautiful legs.
He admired your beauty for a second before he used his fingers to hold your pussy lips apart so he would have better access to your little clit.
He leaned in, taking your clit in his mouth, swirling his tongue on it. He began to hear your breathy sighs once again as he continued his advance on you.
You slowly begin to drift from deep sleep, feeling a beautiful sensation between your legs. Your eyelids flutter open and you can barely make out the silhouette of a figure hovering over your pussy. You soon realize that it's Lo’ak and he's definitely in between your legs, his tongue gliding along your sensitive skin.
“Lo’ak!” You gasped down at him
His eyes flickered up at you, a smirk falling on his lips before he looked back down to continue his meal.
His tongue is gentle and playful as it swirls in circles around your clit. His movements are slow and calculated as he teases you, running his tongue along your inner and outer lips. His breathing is heavy and you can feel his desire for you emanating from his body.
He slides his tongue back up to your clit and sucks it into his mouth, gently biting and licking it. You moan softly in pleasure and arch your back, pressing your hips up against his face. His hands wander up your body and he kneads your breasts, pinching your nipples between his fingers as he continues to pleasure you.
“Lo’ak… please.” You didn’t even know what you were asking for, you didn’t know if you wanted him to stop… or to fuck you with his tongue harder.
Your desire for him grows and you can feel your orgasm building. He moves his tongue faster and faster, pushing you over the edge. You cry out as pleasure washes over you, your orgasm rippling through your body. He doesn't stop until every last wave of pleasure has passed and you collapse onto the ground, exhausted.
He crawled up to you, hovering over you.
“What the fuck Lo’ak!” You cursed at him, out of breath
“You wanted it, sevin. Your body was calling for me.” He grunted into your ear, then leaning down to kiss, bite, and suck on your neck.
“Aha- Lo’ak- You shouldn’t.” You try to push him away
“Why not, sevin?” He whined to you “Made you feel so good, didn’t I?”
“You did but-“ You began
“But what? No need to fight me if you want this. C’mon pretty girl, don’t make me stop.” He was more focused on leaving love marks on your neck than to listen to you
“We might get caught.” You tried to reason with him
“That’s a risk I’m definitely willing to take.” He moaned against your neck. “Besides, no one is awake sevin, no need to worry. It’s just you and me, and the stars.”
“Hah… Okay.” You give in
Your hands wander his body, gliding up his torso to his shoulders, then his neck as he peppered kisses on yours.
“I’ve wanted you…” He leaned in, kissing your lips “…for so long.”
“Lo’ak…” You whined against him
“Patience, sevin.” He remarked, pulling away, he brings his hand to your cheek, his thumb rested on your lips as he observed your beauty.
You feel his hands on every inch of your body, exploring the curves of your hips, the swell of your breasts, and the contours of your face. His lips follow suit, sending tingles down your spine as he leaves a trail of kisses across your skin. His hands wander further, pushing against your inner thighs as his mouth finds its way to yours.
His kiss is passionate and hungry, his body pressing against you as he holds you close. You feel yourself melting into him, every inhibition and worry slipping away as you succumb to his touch.
He continues to explore your body, like his hands and lips never want to be still for a moment.
His hands wander further south, caressing your inner thighs before he slips a finger inside of you. Your eyes close and you moan with pleasure as he slowly moves his finger in and out of you. You feel his hard cock on your thigh and you open your eyes to see him looking at you with pure desire. He moves his finger faster, and you arch your back as the pleasure builds inside of you.
“You getting close again?” He asked, teasingly
“Mhm..” You moan, too embarrassed to use your words
He slides his finger out, making you whine.
He moves so that he is on top of you, pushing his cock against your slick pussy. You gasp as he slides inside of you, filling you completely. He moves his hips in deep theusts, driving you wild with pleasure.
“That feels better, doesn’t it?” He whispered to you as he brought his finger back down to your cunt, this time focusing solely on your clit
“Faster… please.” You moan in response, trying to grind against his slow pace.
“You got it princess.” He smirked, speeding up his thrusts
“Ah! Lo’ak!”
“It’s okay, you’re right there aren’t you?” His head leaned down to kiss on your neck again
“Yes!”
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, until you can't take it anymore. You cry out as you reach the peak of pleasure, thrashing against him.
“You’re squeezing me so good sevin, c’mon, make me cum pretty girl.” He moaned
You pull him against you tightly, letting him decide the pace now that you had already cum.
With a whimper, he’s cumming, and he’s cumming deep inside of you.
You feel his warmth as he fills you with his cum, marking you as his own. You lay there, panting, your body still trembling from the pleasure he has given you.
“Told you we wouldn’t get caught.” He smiled, reaching to your face to push your hair back
“Whatever,” You whine, pushing at his chest
“You don’t think I’m going anywhere do you?” He asked with a tilt to his head “You can’t get rid of me that easily.”
He leans down, biting your neck gently and then whispers: “You’re mine now.”
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yourstrulybluelover · 5 months
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Title: Heat
Pairings: Na’vi Reader (23) x Lo’ak (20)
Warnings: MDNI
Contains: fingerings, oral, p in v, rough sex, forced, dom Loak, sub reader
Word Count: 2460
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The hunting party decided to split up in an effort to catch the next meal. Meat has been scarce lately due to the Strumbeest retreating further into the hinterlands. This only made your jobs more challenging as the hunting party would now have to spend more days away from home to provide food for the clan. It's been a day already and 3 miles from home. You would have packed some belongings to camp out, the team expected to spend at least three days to get enough meat for the clan. You sighed in desperation, beads of sweat dripping down your neck and back, the weather has not been kind either. This dry season was one of the hottest the clan had ever encountered. Strangely enough, everyone was not as bothered by it today as you were.
“Y/n, how you doing over there?” Jake called out to you as you propped yourself up by the tree.
“I’m fine sir.” You breathed out rapidly as you stiffened up trying to regain your stance. You did not want to appear weak, it was rare for women to be a part of the hunting party but not impossible, three other women were already part of the team, and two decided to stay back to assist the clan with fishing.
“I told you we don’t need to bring women with us they just slow us down.” Your ears perked at the sudden comment, and your face grew hotter from the share gall of that comment you opened your mouth to turn to the younger Navi man but your were abruptly interrupted.
“HEY! We don’t make those comments here! Keep that narrow-minded thinking in your hut! Y/n has more endurance and more kills than you, so watch it!” Neteyam hissed as he flashed his fangs.
You shot him a thankful glance, to which he nodded in acknowledgement before returning to his father, Jake. You smiled as you observed Akwey shoot glares at both you and the Sullys. Neteyam has always backed you up no matter what, part of it was due to the fact that he was your hunting instructor at the get go. Insulting you was like insulting him and his teachings.
“Don’t worry about them y/n, you felt a familiar smack on your shoulder, they’re just jealous you’re one of dad’s favourites.” Lo’ak said smirking at you as he handed his canister offering you some water to combat the heat.
“Second to Neteyam, of course.” You said sheepishly.
“Alright guys we’ll split up.” Jake said beckoning the team to come forward. We know that the main river is here, he explained therefore if we split up we can reach them on either side, ambushing them.”
You nodded in acknowledgement before grabbing your bow and hunting knife. “Neteyam, you take your team and your brother and you head down east, we’ll go west.” Before leaving you see Jake whisper into Neteyam’s ear while looking in your direction.
“Alright guys we’ll split up, ensure your comms are working,” Neteyam said. “Lo’ak keep an eye on y/n, she doesn’t look so good, and we both know how stubborn she is.’’
“All right bro,
You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Usually you would have found some witty comeback, and purposely out run them to show them who was truly weak. However, the heat had you dazed, you were suddenly feeling weak when midway through the journey you stopped.
“Shit.” You watched as Neteyam led the team, beckoning some to take to the canopy of the trees. You felt a familiar wave overcome you as you began to sweat profusely. Your skin suddenly felt feverishly hot when the throbbing sensation began to grow in your lower stomach.
“Y/n?” Lo’ak stopped and turned to you, brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”
“I-I uh, shit, I uh I need to leave.” You stammered, face flushed from both embarrassment and agony.
“What? Y/n why are being so weir-” Lo’ak walkes swiftly towards you grabbing you by your arm when your pheromones punch him right in the nose. He loosens his grip and reaches to cover his nose. He stops to watch you, your body now soaked in sweat, your clothing and hair clinging to your skin, your top now clutching at every crevice of your mounds. Your eyes suddenly darken and pupils dilate as whimper escapes your lips.
Lo’ak turns away sharply. Walking away from you to meet with the team way ahead. You began to back away to continue to distance yourself from the party, avoiding the direction of the wind. One whiff of your pheromones and you’d have the team prying at you. You see in the distance Lo’ak and Neteyam mumble, before Neteyam sends the troops further up, with his second in command.
Lo’ak comes running towards you where you’re now propped up against the tree, in significant pain.
“Y/n, we’ll notify Dad so we can get him to send a Banshee to fly you back home. The comms are down so Neteyam is gonna go look for him. I’ll escort you back to base before the others pick up on your scent.”Lo’ak said hurriedly as he tied a torn garment around his nose and mouth in effort to prevent the infiltration of your intoxicating scent which has evidently gotten stronger.
“I don’t think I can make it back Lo.” You mumbled bent over in pain clutching to the tree.
“Y/n come on you’re stronger than this.” You hear Neteyam coach you, his hands are covering his nose as he struggles to maintain the distance between you two.
“So much for a woman being a part of the hunting party huh” you laughed as you lifted yourself up from the hunched over position.
You hear the brothers hiss at your bad joke in efforts of comforting you.
“Look after her brother.” Before you can thank Neteyam, he springs to his feet climbing to the canopy of the trees as he leaps from branch to branch.
Lo’ak leans to your side propping you on his shoulder as he guides you back to camp, unaware that his touch intensified your heat. Twenty minutes into the walk you began to feel your legs weaken. Not here. You thought to yourself. You pause, moving off from Lo’ak as he looks at you intensely.
“Break?”
“Something like that Lo” you mumbled breathlessly.
“I’ve never seen you like this y/n” he said huskily, his voice low, his face hardened.
“I had no intentions of anyone seeing me like this Lo, this one, this cycle is way off it’s normal course.” You admitted, slightly embarrassed that the Sullys are going to see you experience the onset of your heat.
You propped yourself onto a boulder, asking for water. He reaches out to hand you the canister, the garment over his nose seems to be useless as your pheromones permeate the forest air. You sip on the water in efforts to conserve, but the drops do nothing to tame the heat. You desperately splash the contents of the canister onto your face and chest.
“Don’t worry about it, I have another” Lo’ak says he back now facing you.
Your whimpers soon grow louder as you take advantage of the little privacy Lo’ak gives you. The heat growing between your legs intensifies with evey breath. In desperation to make it stop you quickly reach to touch yourself, but instead of easing the pain, it makes it worse. Your finger pressing slightly on your clothed clit does nothing but make it worse, you decide to push through. Rising to your feet only to collapse once more onto the boulder.
Lo’ak turns to face you, almost entranced by your weakened state, he takes a second to take it in, before reaching down to help you back up onto your feet. You both continue your walk back in silence minus your whimpers and breathless pants. Lo’ak’s grip is stronger and based on his contorted expression one can easily tell that his is fighting the pheromone scent. A sudden snap and within seconds you lose balance, clinging to the younger navi for support only to cause him to crash down with you.
You both groan in pain, looking up there is Lo’ak a tangled and heavy mess on top of you, your legs are sprawled, with his hips snuggly between them. The sudden pressure between your legs caused you to redden, as you began to feel the wetness pool. Lo’ak looks up to meet your eyes feeling the dampness, his eyes widen and the mess before him.
“Sorry y/n” he says huskily, quite aware of the moisture seeping from your loincloth.
You stutter in embarrassment.
“It’s okay y/n,sshh. I can make you feel better.” His eyes are no longer soft but narrowed, and lust-filled as he is now fully enthralled in your scent.
You prop yourself up on your elbows, to try and get up, but Lo’ak wouldn’t move. You contemplate for a minute as your eyes roam the younger Sully’s body tracing his chiseled shoulders down to his toned chest and lower to his abuse to see the vine dip, your core only getting hotter by the second.
“Just say it and I’ll make you feel better.”
You whimper at the sound of those words as you feel your conscience leaving you before leaning forward to press your lips into his. Within that second, all self-control gives way, you both are hungrily devouring each other rustling through the grass as you both undo your coverings His hands rough and hard, manhandle you as he strips you of your top to only grab the soft tender mounds and massage them roughly, biting and sucking at your neck simultaneously as you struggle to undo his loincloth. His focus now leaves your breast to your loincloth. In one swift movement, you’re naked before him as his fingers make their way to your folds. Expertly rubbing and massaging your clit before prying at your already wet entrance. His hands stop moving as he locks eyes with yours before plunging his fingers into yours. You arch your back a bit dumbfounded that the younger Sully was doing everything right. You reach down to grab his member, pumping him as he fingers you and soon your hand is covered with precum. He growls at the sensation and soon you find yourself begging him to fuck you senseless.
He flips you over on your tummy, lifting your hips slightly as he reaches down to now taste you. You gasp from emabrassment, but your heat makes you forget it in an instant. Your push yourself forcefully into his mouth while his tongure ciricles your throbbing bud. Your maons grow louder as you try to turn slight to catch a glimpse of Lo’ak. He smirks, stopping his assault before grabbing your hands, pinning them behind your back. He leans over, towering you, to kiss your check, dragging his fangs down your neck. You hissed at the sudden touch before feeling his mushroom tip push on your entrance. A sudden pressure is felt, as he pushes past, stretching your walls. You scream in both pain and pleasure, before the air is knocked out of you. A sudden thrust causes you to gasp, another hits your walls mercesillessy, another angled thrust finds your g-spot and now you’re spewing his name, begging him to make you cum as you push back onto his cock. Lo’ak lets go of your hands and now graps onto your fleshy waist, digging his nails into your skin as he rams himself into you forcefully. Your moans continue to grow louder as you feel your walls tighten with the familiar build in your lower stomach growing.
“Fuck y/n you’re so tight!” Lo’ak growls.
Within seconds you’re spewing your juices onto him as he throws his head back trying to hold his back. You scream his name as you grind yourself onto him to milk every bit of your cum from him when he suddenly spills into you. A wave of relief washes over you before you come to terms with what just happened.
You’re naked slumped on the forest floor and just had the sense fucked out of you by the younger Sully. You turn around to see Lo’ak recollecting himself with a smirk on his face.
“Didn’t think you were a screamer y/n”
Before you can answer you hear a familiar voice, stern and disappointed.
“Lo’ak what were you thinking!” Neteyam bellows, anger evident on his face. “You know better than to take advantage of someone in their heat, especially y/n.”
“Bro, I swear it wasn’t like that, her scent was so strong-”
“Shut the fuck up and get dressed! Your comms were on during the whole thing, I heard you!”
“Wha-, bro come on what are you talking ab-”
“You said just say it and I’ll make you feel better !” Neteyam yelled angrily.
Oh my god. You instantly went pale. “Did everyone hear?” You got up and asked flabbergasted while trying to tie your loincloth back on.
Neyetem doesn’t look at you, still angrily staring at his little brother. “No everyone ditched their comms as there was a signal problem due to the altitude, I kept mine on in case I contacted Dad on the way back.
You sighed in relief but couldn’t help but notice the bulge evident in Neteyam’s loincloth as he stared angrily at his brother. The familiar wave of your heat consuming you again.
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P.S I hope you all liked this. I know I have some others to finish off lmao but this one just happened and I'm also not sure if I'll make a part 2 but it has been awhile since I posted. Thanks for the love thus far 💗❤️
Also the comms part was totally inspired by @puddleswimmingnerd-blog has amazing work particularly "Throat Comm Sex"🔥🔥🔥
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loaksbitch · 1 year
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STEPBRO LOAK
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stepbro!loak telling you to shut the fuck up so you won’t get caught while fucking in the hut you two and kiri shared? argh. — no, because i instantly wrote this when i saw this anon's inbox.
warnings – buckle up girls it’s our bitch lo’ak coming, p in v, dirty talking, missionary, deep stroking, lo’ak covers your mouth to shut you up, praising, licking, lo’aks pullout game is strong unlike neteyam (ifykyk), tw: stepcest!
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“shut up, we’ll fuckin’ get caught.” — lo’ak sully (⨳)
your both hands are pinned next your head, lo’ak rutting into you with a desperate need and lust, he takes all the pleasing sight you give him.
“aren’t you such a needy little whore, baby.” lo’ak nudged your nose, making you whine a mess in his hands. “lo’ak.” you moan, your hot breath hitting his lips and making him smile. “that’s right, i’m lo’ak, the one who got you pinned here and fucking you, yeah?” he was so full of himself.
with every thrust lo’ak was giving you, your moans were getting louder. “shh,” he tells you, his right hand pulling on your left leg and pushing it wider. your jaw flies open, eyes screwed shut and teary when he sinks until his pubicbone is touching your pelvis.
he leans forward, one hand that was holding onto your ass sliding up to your hips then to your waist. “this cunt was made for me, wasn’t it?” you’re too focused on how his girth-y tip hits the opening of your cervix.
as much as you wanted to answer, your words only came out as a breathy moan. lo’ak clicks his tongue, groaning when your walls grip his dick, hands sought to your jaw and turning you to face him. “answer me, princess.” he slows his thrust, deep strokes getting delivered into your sopping cunt.
“this is mine, isn’t it?” he snaps his hips, letting you know he was talking about your pussy. “i own it, don’t i?” you look into his amber eyes and nod. “then take it, fuckin’ take it all.”
you winch with every slip of his cock in you, shutting your eyes when lo’ak slowly fucks you and stretch you. “oh,” you gasp, back arching and holding onto him. lo’ak chuckles, your reaction is too cute for him but then again you need to lower your voice, or you both will get caught.
“i know how vocal you can be, baby,” as much as lo’ak wants to hear you scream his name, he can’t risk this. “but i need you to be quiet than that, i know you can do it.” he brushes off your hair from your face, literally wiping the beading sweat from your forehead.
you suck a deep breath, trying to keep it all in and take his cock like a big girl but the way his heavy balls was leaving a soft patting sound against your folds makes it hard for you. “more, i need more.” you hiss and lo’ak bites his lower lip, eye taking your naked body shining under the moonlight sipping through the hut curtains.
“you need more?” he lets a breathy laugh out, leaning to you and placing a kiss on your forehead. you whine when his two braided hair comes in contact with your skin, the beads too cold for your hot cheeks. “gonna give you what you want then, pretty girl.” your stomach tingles at his choice of words.
lo’ak doesn’t miss how your breath accelerates, excitement feeling your heart when he lets go of your legs. he places them down, eyes locking with yours when he is laying on you, chest pressed against the swell of your breast. lo’ak taps on your thighs and you instantly wrap them on his slim waist.
“need you to hold on tight.” you nod, feeling lo’ak sliding his hand under your back and hold onto your shoulders. right when your arms are secured on his neck, lo’ak resumes his cock to keep drilling in your cunt.
the change of position helping him hit home, literally fucking your walls and making you quiver. “be quiet.” he tries to say in a calm tone, moaning when your warm walls grip him tight.
lo’ak curses when you get louder. “shut up, we’ll fuckin’ get caught.” he curses at you, making you cry even more with his rough thrust. “i can’t.” you nearly whimpered. lo’ak quickly lets your shoulder go and braced himself with his one arm, keeping him up from crushing you down.
his other hand came to your face while his eyes bore a hole to yours, covering your mouth and shushing the sinful sounds that will get you both caught if he won’t stop you. lo’ak picked up his thrust, right from where he stopped. “is this better?” he asks but you only moan onto his hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
“this what we have to do? you can’t shut the fuck up and i must do it for you?” he mocks you. “always making your stepbro take you out of trouble?” it was as if an old lady was spitting shame on you. he could feel every rapid hot breath against his hand, hot breath fanning on his skin.
lo’ak exhaled, grinning at your state. “tap on my hand if it’s too much.” he tells you, now being selfish to chase an orgasm out of you. you only give him a knitted brow and slight crossed eye, your hand fisting on the hammock under you.
you liked what he was giving you, not even nothing to process his words. the way you rhythmically clenched on lo’ak told him you are about to cum. he hisses when your arousal squirts out of you, milking him down to his balls. lo’ak only fucks you through your orgasm.
“oh fuck fuck fuck.” he quickly pulls out, not missing how you pushed his hand away from your mouth and told him to pull out. you use your elbows as leverage, holding you up to see lo’ak fist on his cock and jerk off. his exhale was harsh, especially when you kept eyeing his tip like it was your favorite candy.
“come here.” he tells you, using his finger to beckon you and you obligate, kneeling in front of him. lo’ak curses under his breath, your sweaty blue skin and fucked out face sending him to the last push. “i’m gonna c-cum” his voice hitches at the end, shamelessly whimpering.
you let a soft gasp out when ropes of cum paint your chest, drawing thin messy lines on your skin. when you look up to lo’ak, he only stares at you with blown pupils. “this was so fucking amazing.” you hear him say and smile cheekily, “we’re not doing that again.” you murmur.
“no?” he asks, teasing behind his tone. “but that’s what you said last time princess.” he chuckles, bending to you and leaning to your face. he doesn’t bother how his own release touches his skin when he presses himself on you.
“this time it’s— lo’ak!” you whine when he gives your lips a bold lick. “what? i know you like it.” you look away, not wanting to admit. oh and? you’re definitely doing it next time.
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ajskqxm here you go pretty anon, i gave my best in this!! like + reblog + thoughts are super appreciated!! i love each and everyone of you sm! mwah <3
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lovemyavatar · 1 year
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Brat
Lo'ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader
Summary: Lo'ak is a brat tamer, what can I say?
Warnings: indulgent (aged up) nsfw, filth, p in v, oral, subby reader, mean dom Lo'ak
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“Come on, Y/N. Do it right so I can go home.”
A frustrated huff fills tense silence. Your right arm pulls back, muscles taunt, one eye sliding closed to help aim your bow. A slow breath is drawn through pursed lips before you release, the arrow slamming into a tree nowhere near the target.
With an angry grunt, you turn on him, fingers clutching the weapon tightly at your side. “I would’ve gotten it by now, if I had a better teacher.”
“You would’ve gotten it if you knew how to listen.” He’s quick to retort, strong arms crossing over a broad chest.
Your lips pull into an irritated frown. Without responding, you nock another arrow and resume your practiced stance. Again, this one fails to land within the hastily painted circle.
“Oh my Eywa.” He draws out the Great Mother’s name, head lifting toward the sky. His eyes pinch tightly as he tries to contain his rising anger.
“Don’t be so mean, Lo’ak.” You’ve had enough of his attitude, hand raising to shove against his shoulder. He stumbles back a step, having been distracted by his own tantrum, and looks to you with surprise. “This is why you don’t have any friends.”
Without hesitation, he shoves you right back, though he makes sure the motion has no strength behind it. “Don’t push me.”
“Don’t push me.” All four fingertips poke into his chest, and this time he doesn’t budge an inch.
“You know what? We’re done.” He throws his hands up in exasperation, turns, and walks away.
“Wait!” You’re quick to chase after him, hand clamping around his elbow. “If I don’t get this my parents will kill me.”
“Not my problem.” He shakes you off, throwing the words over his shoulder without stopping.
“Lo’ak!” He doesn’t miss a step, toned back retreating steadily. You come to a stop with a huff, knowing you’ll need to stoop low to make him listen. “I’ll tell your dad!”
He comes to a halt begrudgingly, trusting that you would do it. His jaw grinds, hands tightening into fists at his sides. The toned muscles of his back and shoulders visibly tense. You always seem to find a way to get exactly what you want. It's so infuriating.
He turns, stalking toward you with a hard glare. Your eyes widen at his menacing demeanor, leaning back slightly as he grows near. He all but rips the bow from your hand, leaning over you to leer in your face. Bright yellow eyes bore into yours, shining with anger and something else. Something darker, hotter.
“You’re such a brat, you know that?” His voice is low, hoarse as he spits the insult.
Your stomach dips, fluttering before the space between your legs warms. You shift on your feet, rubbing your thighs together to quench the ache. He’s quick to straighten back to his full height and push past you, shoulder knocking yours along the way. You’re momentarily stunned, gulping down the anxiety suddenly bubbling in your throat.
“No, that’s not right.” Lo'ak shakes his head, arms crossed tightly.
You've been at this for another hour, arms shaking with the effort of holding the weapon you can't seem to master. Your trembling stance releases, back bowing to relieve some of the painful tension.
“You know, maybe I would learn something if you actually showed me how to do it.” Your eyes sweep to the sky, a frustrated huff leaving your lips.
“Did you really just roll your eyes at me?” His voice drops to a gravely rumble as he takes a step toward you, closing the distance to only a few inches.
What's left of his patience is wearing thin. If it were up to him, he'd be anywhere but here. His father ordered him to train you, to teach you the ways of the bow. You're too slow, quick to give up, always holding the hunting parties back. Impossible to teach, even for someone like him who obtained the skill at an early age.
It isn't that he doesn't like you. He's known you since they two of you were young, totting around the forest with his siblings and causing trouble. You've always been there, a playmate throughout the years. Your relationship is mostly positive, aside from in these private moments. It's like you get a kick out of worming your way under his skin.
Your good girl persona is reserved for others, this part of you—the snarky comments and lingering glances—that's only for him. It sparks something within him, a desire to put you in your place. To remind you who's really in charge.
Your eyes flick up to his, wide innocence meeting narrowed heat. You blink up at him, and he seethes. He knows it's fake, knows you're trying to get a rise out of him, but he can't help but give it to you.
With a growl, large hands clamp down on your hips. You let out a startled gasp when he roughly turns you to the side, so that your chest is nearly flush with his. He grips your biceps and jerks your arms into the proper position. You watch his expression, pliant under his direction. Pinched brows, downturned lips, a determined focus behind yellow eyes. Yep, he's pissed.
“Now, do it right.” He steps back, satisfied with the position he's put you in.
Your heart races, slamming against your ribs harshly. He raises a brow expectantly, and your attention shifts toward the target. After a calming breath, you release the bow.
It hits dead center.
“Ha!” Excitement explodes in your chest as you jump up and down, lips splitting into a wide grin.
You look to him, catching the way the corner of his lips twitches before he covers the movement with a swipe of his hand.
“Good girl.” The words slip out before he can stop them. His eyes catch yours, seeing the surprise flicker behind glittering yellow before he quickly glances away.
He clears his throat and turns to retrieve the arrow. You swallow down quickly rising desire, stomach flipping. You desperately try to even out ragged breaths in the few seconds his back is turned. As he faces the tree, his eyes pinch tightly in silent reprimand. He fights to soothe his racing heart, ripping the arrow from the thick bark and turning to stalk back to you.
“Let's see if you can do it again.” He hands you the arrow, stepping back with crossed arms. Gone is the heat behind his stare, the cold, distracted gloss returning to his gaze.
You force a calming breath through tight lips, straightening your back and lifting sore arms into position.
“No, that's not how I showed you.” Lo'ak barks, voice rough with a disappointed shake of his head.
Your arms drop, head tilting in defiance as you turn to face him, hip popped with irritation. “Maybe you didn't show me well enough.”
“Lose the attitude, Y/N.” He commands, the gruff timbre of his voice sending a shockwave of heat through you, straight to your core.
Shoulders round in opposition, a twinge of anger rising at being told what to do, despite the way your body responded. "Or what?”
His teeth grind, chin dropping to pierce you with a heavy lidded glare. He takes the few steps necessary to close the distance between you, only a few inches separating his heaving chest and yours.
“You need to learn some fucking manners.” He peers down at you, restraint tightening his chest as fists clench at his sides to prevent himself from touching you.
“I've heard no other complaints.” You huff, gaze sweeping toward the sky. "Only from you—”
A deep growl permeates the small space. One of his hands jerks up, long fingers circling your arm with a gentle firmness.
“I thought I told you not to roll your eyes at me, 'evenge (girl).” He towers over you, hard stare slicing straight to your core. It clenches under the heat of his undivided attention, and you squirm in his hold.
“You didn't tell me not to, you asked if I did.” You know you sound like a petulant child, but you can't help but talk back, his domineering stance bringing out a defiance within you.
“You're just begging to be taught a lesson, aren't you?” He seethes, every last bit of strength he has used to contain himself from pouncing on you.
A humorless laugh fans his tight expression. “I don't know, you haven't been the best teacher so far.”
In an instant he lurches forward, free hand moving to grip your throat. Your eyes pop wide, gasp falling from parted lips. He jerks you toward him, molten gaze flicking over your face. A moment of tension passes, ragged breath echoing through the forest before he claims your lips with his.
You instantly press into him, heaving chests flush. His head tilts, tongue forcing it's way into your mouth as his hold on you tightens. A trembling moan flutters into his waiting mouth, and he groans. His hand slips from your arm, moving to circle your back. He hoists you up without warning, your legs instinctively wrapping around his hips for support.
“Gonna fuck some manners into you, sevin (pretty). How does that sound, hmm?” He mutters against your throat, peppering your skin with sloppy kisses.
Your head falls back, overcome with desire as it swells in your lower belly, heat so intense you fear you may explode if he doesn't quench it soon.
“Answer me when I ask you a question, yawntu (love).” Fangs nip at your shoulder, and you tremble.
“Yes!” You're breathless, pliant in his hold, all disobedience gone.
“Yes, sir.” He grunts when you roll your hips, core sliding along his painfully hard cock.
A whimper falls from your lips, the rough authority in his voice nestling between your legs. “Yes, sir.”
“That's a good girl.” He claims your lips again, chest heaving under the pressure of restraint, of the effort not to take you right here.
Your arms wrap around his neck, holding him tightly to you as he walks forward, weaving through the trees to find a suitable location to make you his. He lays you in the first clearing he finds, thoughts too muddled to care if it's secluded enough.
Your back bows as he rips your top off, head dipping to take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue laps at the sensitive bud, and you whimper, core clenching with emptiness. He shivers at the tender sweep of your fingers along his sides. They slide down, and around, moving toward his straining cock.
They pass over the front of his loincloth and he jolts at the burst of pleasure. Your lips twitch into a little smirk, hands moving to cup him through the thin material.
“Fuck—no.” In an instant he has your hands pinned above your head with one of his.
You squirm under him, but his hold is firm. “Let me touch you, Lo'ak.”
“You're gonna listen." His piercing gaze briefly flicks up to yours before he moves to catch your other nipple between sharp teeth. “Or you won't get what you want.”
You whimper pathetically, head pressing into soft grass. He litters your chest and stomach with sloppy kisses, sucking a few bruises into your skin as he releases your arms and continues moving down.
“Lo'ak!” You cry out at an unexpected lick against your sex. Your head lifts, eyes meeting a heavy lidded gaze as he laps at your pussy again. You fall back, overcome with pleasure.
“You like that, baby?” He hums against you, fingers moving to part your pussy lips. A tentative lick swipes over your clit, your hips jerking up at the sensation.
“Oh, Eywa.” A hand presses to your chest in an effort to soothe it's ragged tremor.
“Use your words, sweetheart. Or I stop.” He pulls back to accent the warning.
A long finger prods at your entrance before sliding inside you swiftly, bottoming out with one quick thrust. Breath catches in your throat for a moment before you force it to reach your lungs.
“Yes!” You wail as he adds another finger before ripping them both out quickly. You clench around the emptiness, stomach tightening.
“What did I tell you to call me?” A firm slap comes down over your pussy, jolting your trembling hips. The pleasurable sting makes your walls flutter again.
“Yes, sir!” You're a whiny mess already, another broken moan falling past your lips when he shoves his fingers back inside you with no warning.
His eyes never leave you as his tongue sweeps over your clit, fingers picking up a steady rhythm. His heart is thrumming wildly, the sight of you at his mercy almost enough to make him cum untouched. His cock throbs beneath his loincloth, but he wants to take care of you first.
When you tighten around his fingers he picks up the pace, tongue drawing a bruising pattern along your clit. Your back arches from the earth, breath stilling, and he knows you're close. After another deep thrust, he pulls his fingers and mouth away, watching you pulse and clench around nothing.
You whimper, brows pinching in confusion. You were right there. Your pussy warms against the abrupt stop, at being left on the edge of your orgasm. Your lips part in protest, but he's quick to tower over you, supporting his weight with one hand and ripping his loincloth off with the other.
“The only way you're cumming is on my cock. Do you understand?” The command is a gruff rasp as he loses the last shred of control.
You nod feverishly. “Yes, yes sir, please!”
He grips the base of his shaft and in one swift motion enters you, bottoming out instantly. His head dips, eyes closing tightly, forehead resting on your shoulder for support at the feeling of your walls fluttering around him.
Your legs circle him, hips rutting against his to encourage him to move. He growls as he's forced even deeper.
“Lo'ak!” You bark when he refuses to move, needing a few seconds to adjust so he doesn't cum after one thrust.
He raises his head, thumb moving up to drag along your lower lip, his own pulling into a frown at your attitude. “Do I need to stuff this pretty mouth to keep it quiet? Huh?”
His thumb forces it's way between your lips at the same moment his hips pull back before slamming into you. Your head tilts back, moan ripping from your throat, tongue circling the digit as you would his cock. He lets out a shuddering breath, stomach tightening with the effort of holding off his orgasm.
You're right there, already so worked up from his earlier ministrations. Moisture wells in your eyes, pleasure spiking more intense than you've ever felt it.
“You wanna cum, baby?” He grunts, his cock rutting into you so forcefully your back slides against the grass.
Your head bobs quickly, breath hitching when he rams into your womb.
“Use your words, honey.” He rasps, pace increasing with his own impending orgasm. “Ask for it.”
“Oh, Lo'ak—sir! Can I cum? Please!” You sob, tears sliding down your cheeks from the pleasure mounting in your core.
“Fuck! Cum for me, baby girl. Cum all over my cock.” He pounds into you, and you do just that, pussy clenching around him so tightly he has to slow down.
You gush around him, juices flowing between staggering hips. He rips his cock from your trembling pussy, spilling his cum over your stomach, hips jerking against nothing as his orgasm rips through him. His fists press into the earth beside your head, ragged breaths fanning your face. He lets out a quiet whimper as he settles, spent from the effort.
As the weight of what the two of you have just done gathers, you can't help but giggle at the absurdity of it. His eyes flick down to yours, narrowing into a hard glare.
“I guess you aren't such a bad teacher after all.” You tease, and he wastes no time in gripping your hips, turning so you're perched on top of him, ready to show you who's boss as many times as he needs to.
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Stepbro!Lo‘ak x female omatikaya reader
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⋆。° ✮ Minors dni 🔞
⋆。° ✮ Masterlist
⋆。° ✮ Warnings: dirty talk, stepcest, mentions of masturbating, in public, mentions of oral, cum eating, voyeurism (?), Lo‘ak being a flustered mess, perv!Lo‘ak
⋆。° ✮ Adult Lo‘ak art by the amazing @Cinetrix 🩵
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"You know what I like?"
Your voice is calm and quiet, words whispered into Lo‘aks ear as you lean against his side and his gaze flicks up and around the gathering. Everyone seems to be busy, his mother and father deep in a conversation with some of the clans eldest. He swallows nervously, his voice just as quiet as yours.
"What?"
He takes a handful of berries and pushes them past his lips, trying just a little too hard to appear unfazed by the fact that a little skin to skin contact with his what dad called step sister sent his heart racing.
"That wet slippery noise when you jerk off and think I'm sleeping."
Lo‘ak almost chokes on his food, sending him into a coughing fit that draws the attention of Neteyam and Spider to them that sit just a few feet away. Worried eyes fall on him before he gets himself under control again.
"What!?"
"I said, that wet–"
"I heard you! Great mother, I- I just I- What!?"
You giggle and lean even more into his side, an innocent gesture that catches Jake’s attention from across the fire. His father smiles, glad to see that his son treats the new addition of the family with such kindness. If only he knew…
"I have to admit, it gets me pretty hot", you tell him, batting your pretty long lashes as you look up at him and Lo‘ak isn’t sure if this is actually happening right now. He’s not sure he can actually hear you or if he’s hallucinating. You don’t seem very fazed by his stunned expression and the sheer horror on his face as you keep going, unbothered by the fact that if Neteyam or Spider or literally anyone around them decided to pay closer attention to them, they would hear what you were saying.
"I figured you'd be the type to be more sneaky about it, you know. But jerking off like that when I'm laying just two and a half feet away, Lolo? That's brave, even for you."
Lo‘ak swallowed. His throat made an odd noise of it‘s own when he tried to talk, so he cleared his throat, his hands clenching and unclenching and fuck, there was sweat beading on his temples and—
"It's not like I really mind or anything", you went on and great— great mother your hand is on his knee and he almost jumps out of his skin when it moves just an inch further up his thigh. "I get antsy myself if I don't scratch that itch at least once a day."
"Once a day?" Lo’ak bursts out before he can even think about it. "Daily's a bit excessive, don't you think?"
"You tell me. I haven't slept straight through the night for ten moons now."
That makes him blush now. So you’ve heard him all this time?
"Why are you even telling me that all now?"
You shrug. "I don’t know. I guess maybe I just wanted my new big brother to tell me all about it."
"All about what? I– I don't even know what we're talking about anymore!"
Another giggle. This time, the sound of it sends a full on body shiver through him. "I want to know what makes you go off so quick all the time."
Face heating up in flustered embarrassment, Lo‘ak frowned at you.
"Are you serious?"
"Hmh. C'mon, Lolo. Tell me what you’ve been fantasizing about."
He opened his mouth. Closed it. Scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck. "I- I don't-"
"You're noisy too, you know", you added with a smug little grin. "Aside from all the panting and moaning, I mean." A weighty pause. "Sometimes it actually sounds like you’re beating it. So wet and rough. You want it that hard? Me, I like it varied. Keep me guessing."
"Eywa, okay, okay. Fine", Lo‘ak cut you off before you could go on with your rambling. Not that his dick could get any harder under his loincloth by now. He shifted on his seat, nervously glancing down at you and then back to the people around them before a mumbled quietly, "Your mouth."
A long pause and then, "That's it? Hm. I mean, I get it, it's a good mouth and all, but that's all you got? My mouth." This time it’s less of a giggle and more of a laugh and one of your hands comes up to cover your mouth from being too loud.
"Lips, specifically?" Lo’ak ventured.
"You suck at this."
"What am I supposed to say? I- I don't actually think about things while I'm at it, they just... pop up!" He tried to reason, yet you seemingly enjoyed the way he panicked and scrambled to find a better choice of words. "Don't blame me for fixating on your blowjob lips!"
That made you pause your laughing, your fingertips now tracing the outline of your bottom lip and don’t look, he thinks to himself. Don’t fucking look. "So that’s what you’ve been thinking about, huh?"
"Oh, great mother", he cursed himself, squeezing his eyes shut as if that would’ve helped him disappear.
"You imagine them all fucked red and wet, hm?" Your voice had suddenly grown more sultry and the realization made his cock pulsate underneath his restraining coverings.
"Something like that", he murmured. There was a dangerous pause, before he added, "Now I’ll probably think about what else you might let me get away with. Besides listening to me jerking off at night, I mean."
A smile tugged at your lips at this. "Like?"
"Small stuff. Like... like if you'd just lay down and let me jerk off on you."
"Hmm, I think so, yes."
Lo’ak closed his eyes again, then tipped his head back. "I meant if that was all I did. Just jerking off while you, kind of, watch me?"
Again, "Yes."
Oh. He wet his lips. "I’ve been thinking about jerking off and … and would you eat it? My cum, I mean. I’ve been imagining watching you lick it off my fingers. Would you–?"
Slightly lower, softer, "Yes."
"If- I mean I know I would like it when you suck me off, I bet you're good at it," and saying this was so much easier with his eyes closed but he had to look at you, see your expression for what came now, "but if you'd let me, if I just held your head still so I could–"
Lo‘ak stopped, swallowed. His cock was so painful hard right now, but he waited for you to pick up where he left off, finish it, but all you gave him was a tiny pleased, "Go on."
"I want to fuck your mouth. I really, really want to."
"How would you want to do that, Lolo?" You tilt you head and it’s just now that he realized how close your hand had wandered up his thigh and he might actually come right in his loincloth if this kept going for another minute, but fucking shit he needed to get this out before he bursts, no matter what your response to it might be.
"Hard. Hard enough to make your voice go rough."
"Yes." It took him a long minute to realise that this wasn't just agreement, it was permission.
"You… you would actually let me do anything I want, wouldn't you?"
Your hand then left his thigh, much to his disappointment and he watched with wide fearful eyes as you got up to stand, his face so flustered red that his skin prickled.
"Only one way to find out", you finally said, before looking around for any possibly unwanted listeners. "Meet me at the waterfall in ten minutes", you said with a wink and Lo‘ak finally exhaled the breath he was holding this entire time.
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Part 2 to TÌprrte
Na’vi dictionary:
Tawtute - human, skyperson
Sevin- pretty
Summary: Neteyam finally gets you alone
Word count: 4k
Warnings: jealousy, stalking, yandere vibes hate fucking(if you squint), dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, p in v sex, creampie, oral(m receiving), face fucking, mild dub-con, overstimulation, cucking, angst
A/N: Neteyam is unhinged in this one, I hope ya'll enjoy
  All characters depicted in this fic are 18+ minors dni
It had been a week since your time with Lo’ak in the cove and needless to say you were still on cloud nine. You two had been spending a lot more time together since then, deciding that you could start showing your affection for each other in public instead of in secret as you had been previously. No one had seemed to notice….….no one except Neteyam. Every Time he saw you with his brother, his blood ran cold. He saw everything, from the stolen glances that lasted only seconds, to the lingering touches, down to the way that you two seemed to always go missing around the same time and it made him sick. He didn’t know what this feeling was. It traveled from the pit of his stomach and wrapped an ice-cold hand around his heart like a vice. 
Was it envy? No, it couldn’t be. Neteyam couldn't be envious and besides, what did he have to be envious of his baby brother for? Lo’ak had never done anything that warranted Neteyam being envious. No this…..this feeling was jealousy.  What was that tawtute saying his dad used to say to him as a kid? ‘Beware the green-eyed monster?’ Whatever that meant, he felt it whenever he watched you two. Lo’ak had snuck off to your tent early in the morning to spend time with you before he went on a hunting trip with their father. He wasn’t going, Jake only ever took one of his sons hunting at a time and since Neteyam had gone the past few times, it was Lo’ak’s turn. Once they left he’d finally have the chance to have some alone time with you. 
  ~(Y/n)’s pov~
You let out a small giggle as Lo’ak planted kisses all over your face. He had snuck out of his family’s tent early this morning so that he would have a little time to spend with you before he was gone for most of the day hunting. He left a trail of kisses from your cheek down to the sweet spot on your neck. His kisses soon turned into nips and gentle sucks and soon your giggles turned into gasps and soft moans. “L-Lo’ak don’t you have to get ready to leave soon?” You gasped between moans. 
“In a minute mama, there’s something more important I wanna do before I go.” You let out a small gasp as you felt him put his hands on your hips and pull your bodies closer, his hands on your hips pulling them downwards causing your ass to grind backward into his clothed cock. Reaching a hand behind you, you grab the back of his head as he sucks on a particularly sensitive part of your neck. His hands soon found themselves running across your body, one coming up and sliding under your top to play with your pert nipples and the other snaking between your thighs to play with your clothed sex. 
“B-baby you need to go get ready before-” You bite back a moan as two of his fingers find their way under the band of your loincloth and begin playing with your clit. He was making slow deliberate circles on your clit, making sure to rub it a few times before sliding his fingers down to tease at your slit to gather some of your slick then moving them back up to rub at your clit again. “C’mon talk to me mama, before what?” He asks as he pinches and pulls at one of your nipples. “Before someone comes looking for you and finds us like this.” You suck in a sharp inhale as you feel two of his fingers slide effortlessly inside you and begin pumping inside you slowly. 
“Let them come then so I can show them just how good daddy is making you feel. Do you want that sevin? For me to show everyone how wet you get for me? But if you want me to stop I will '' As soon as he says that all his ministrations stop and his fingers immediately pull out of your soaked cunt. Your eyes, which had fluttered closed at this point, snapped open. “N-no Lo’ak, don’t leave me like this…please” Your voice came out as barely a whimper as you begged him to keep going. “C’mere then mama,” He says as he grabs your jaw with his free hand and turns your head slightly to pull you into a kiss, all the while his fingers plunge themselves back into your soaked cunt. 
You let out a moan of ecstasy as he finger fucked you. Soon he was pulling his fingers out of your cunt again but before you could protest further, he was ripping both of your loincloths off and rubbing the fat head of his cock against your slit, gathering some lubrication before pushing the head into you. The hand that he had just been using to pleasure you moments before comes up and grabs the back of your leg and holds it up to get a better angle as he slides into you deeper. 
You both moan as he slides into you inch by inch until he's fully sheathed inside you. He readjusts his hold on the back of your leg and captures your lips in a kiss once again as he begins to move inside you. The pace he set at first was surprisingly slow, it was like he wanted to savor the way you felt around him before his pace picked up and he began fucking into like an animal. The pornographic moans you let out were muffled by his mouth covering yours, the kiss serving as a way to silence you while still letting him hear your beautiful voice. 
 After he finds your sweet spot with little ease you break away from the kiss and throw your head back onto his shoulder in pleasure, all the while his name spilled from your lips between broken moans. You could feel yourself coming undone under him and couldn’t keep it together much longer.  “C-cumming , I’m cum-” He gives you one particularly hard thrust that sends you over the edge. You moan and as you come around his length, the clenching and fluttering of your pussy sends him over the edge as well and he comes undone inside you, painting your walls white with his cum. 
 He all but collapses against you and you two spend the next minute and a half recovering from what was surely the best quickie you two had ever had. Gently, he pulls out of you and goes to grab a rag for you. He comes back and begins to wipe the sweat from your face before folding the rag in half to help you clean up. You jump a bit at the feeling of the cold rag on your overstimulated cunt. After helping you clean up, you both get redressed and as you lay on your mat he gives you a final kiss. “Make sure you get some sleep yawne, you have a while before you have to be up” You simply nod, too tired to argue, and watch as he exits your tent and heads to meet up with the rest of the hunting party. 
~Later~ 
 To say you were tired was an understatement. You had spent the majority of your day helping Neytiri with various things around high camp and you were bone tired. Now all you wanted was to soak in the nice cool waters of the spring you had found. Making your way through the winding tunnels of the cave system, you eventually come upon the telltale vines covering the entrance and push them aside as you walk in. As you approach the water, you carefully strip and walk into the water until it's just above your knees. You shiver a little as you walk further into the water until it's just below your collarbone. A content sigh passes your lips as you relax into the water. This was the first time you were going to be alone today…….or was it? Unknown to you, Neteyam was also there, waiting for you.
 After watching you for a few minutes he decided to make his move. Silently he removes his loincloth and walks into the water. Coming up behind you, he immediately wraps his hands around your waist and pulls your body flush to his chest. The suddenness of hands on you causes you to startle but you soon calm down as lips meet your cheek and travel down your neck. Believing the owner of the lips to be Lo’ak you relax into what you think is his embrace. 
The kisses soon turn into him nipping and sucking at your neck as one of his hands comes up to massage your breast while the other snakes between your legs to rub at your clit. A soft moan escapes your lips and you let your head fall against his chest as he continues pleasing you. The hand that was once gently massaging your breast soon turns to pinching and pulling at your already hard nipples. Something felt wrong though, the movements were all right but something was off about them. Opening your eyes you’re met with Neteyam’s face.
  Quickly you push him off of you and cover yourself, a deep purple blush gracing your features. “N-neteyam what are you doing? What are you doing here?” You ask as you slowly back away from him. Neteyam doesn’t look embarrassed or even worried that you found out it was him, instead, he just looks disappointed. 
  “I was hoping that you wouldn’t figure it out this fast. I wanted to make you orgasm at least once before I revealed myself.” His tone wasn’t remorseful, he actually sounded upset. “Please just let me explain,” He says as he approaches you. 
  You take a step away from him the second he gets closer and in an attempt to soothe you he stops in his tracks. “I’ll listen but please don’t get any closer.” He nods his head in compliance before speaking again. 
  “I’ve had feelings for you for a while and just didn’t know how to tell you. Last week I managed to get the courage to say something when I found you here with my brother. I know it was wrong but I couldn’t help myself, especially after hearing how you moaned for him. You don’t know how long I've dreamed of hearing you moan like that, to be the one making you moan.” 
  As he continued to explain, your brain was running a thousand miles a minute. Neteyam had seen you and Lo’ak together, he had heard your moans, he had seen his brother fucking you, he saw you come undone around his brother's cock. You felt sick listening to him but some part of you liked what he was saying. His confession had led to heat pooling between your legs. Your clit was throbbing in need of attention but you brushed off the feelings. Neteyam had pretended to be his brother to try and fuck you, and you weren’t going to let that go so easily. 
 He notices you backing away and begins approaching you again. “(Y/n) please? I know what I did was wrong but just give me one chance to prove that I can fuck you better than he can.”  A deep frown settles onto your features and you keep backing away from him until you trip over your own feet as you near the edge of the spring. Neteyam wastes no time as he makes his way over to you in three quick strides and helps you up, pulling your body against him. He reaches a hand up to pull your face towards his. He pulled you so close that your noses were practically touching. You instinctively flinch as his lips hover above yours and he lets out a low growl at your actions. 
 “Please Nete, this is wrong. What about Lo’ak?” His grip on your face tightens at the mention of his brother's name.
 “Fuck him, as far as I’m concerned right now, my name is the only name that should be coming out of that pretty little mouth of yours. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll only be able to scream my name from now on. Do you understand me?”
 You could only whimper in response and soon feel his lips roughly press against yours. As his lips moved against yours, you could feel his fangs occasionally graze your bottom lip. His tongue poked out from between his lips and shoved its way inside your mouth and began rubbing against yours. 
The intensity of the kiss was making you dizzy and with no way to pull away, as his hand was firmly on the back of your head holding you in place, you had no choice but to hang onto him as he explored your mouth with his tongue. Just when you felt like you were going to pass out Neteyam pulls himself away from your lips a tail of saliva follows, still connecting your mouth to his. Your chest heaved as you attempted to catch your breath from that dizzying kiss, you were so busy trying to focus on breathing that you almost didn’t catch Neteyam speaking. 
  “On your knees, now.” You barely had time to comply before he roughly shoved you to your knees. As you stare up at him, the hand that he was using to hold the back of your head comes to cup your cheek. As he cradles your face in his hand, his thumb comes out to gently run across your lips, eventually deciding to press against your bottom lip. 
 “Open.” He commands as his thumb presses harder against your lips. You comply by opening your mouth. He takes the opportunity to stick his thumb inside your mouth, making sure to press it against your tongue.
 His face twists into one of surprise when, without prompting, you begin to suck on his thumb. Your warm and wet tongue runs across the digit, sending a shock through his system that settles directly in his groin. He lets out a small groan of approval as he presses his thumb harder against your tongue. While you continue to suck his thumb he grabs his cock and gives it a few lazy pumps as he watches you obediently suck his thumb.
 Deciding he’s had enough, he dislodges his thumb from your mouth and positions the fat purple head of his cock directly in front of your mouth, taking care to rub his precum-soaked tip across your lips. “Come on sevin, open that pretty little mouth of yours and give it the same treatment you just gave my thumb.” Your eyes widen at the sight of his cock.
It was the first time you had seen it and what you saw worried you. While both brothers were well endowed in both girth and length departments, what Lo’ak lacked in length Neteyam made up for. By your estimate, he was only a couple of inches bigger than his brother but those inches worried you, especially considering he was expecting you to put it inside your mouth.
 Neteyam noticed your hesitation and the look of discomfort on your face and let out a dark chuckle. “What's the matter, sevin? Never seen a cock this big? Don’t worry, I plan to take good care of you, now open your mouth.”
Your lip quivered but you complied. No sooner than your lips had barely parted, he was already shoving most of his length inside your mouth. You could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat and you gagged, allowing him to use this as an opportunity to shove his cock the rest of his cock into your mouth. Both of his hands were now on the back of your head, pressing your nose firmly against his pelvis.
 He lets his head fall back and releases a low guttural groan as he feels your throat spasming around his length. You began to panic and struggle against his hold on you. You begin to push against his thighs in an attempt to dislodge yourself but it was no use, your actions did nothing but cause his grip on your head to turn painful
 “Relax sevin, the faster you relax, the faster I’ll let you breathe.” He lets out another groan as your throat spasms around his cock again. “Fuuuccckkkk~ You’re not even sucking it yet and I’m already about to cum.” Somehow, you manage to relax just enough to allow yourself to take small breaths through your nose.
Once your throat stops spasming, Neteyam takes this as his sign to partially pull out of your throat. You didn't get a chance to breathe, however, because as soon as he pulls out he’s ramming it back down your throat. At this point, he wasn’t even trying to make sure you could breathe as he begins to violently fuck your face. You could do nothing as you felt his cock repeatedly going down your throat, all you could do was brace your hands against his thighs and wait for him to finish. 
 After what seemed like an eternity, his hips eventually still and he once again roughly presses your face against his pelvis as he cums down your throat. You could feel the thick ropes of his warm cum running down your throat and into your belly.
He holds you there for a few seconds to make sure you swallow it all, he releases his grip on your head. Assuming this is as good an opportunity as any, you push away from him and collapse onto the ground, gasping and coughing as your lungs burn from the lack of oxygen. 
 Neteyam doesn’t give you much time to recover before he’s on you again, pinning you against the floor of the cove and kissing your neck once again. You let out a whimper as you feel his fingers on your, rubbing small quick circles into the sensitive nub.
You weakly grabbed his wrist in an attempt to stop him, but that only spurred him on. You harshly bit down on your lip in an attempt to stop the moans from pouring from your lips but you couldn’t help the way your back arched off the ground under his touch. He smirked and his pace quickened as he felt the grip you had on his wrist tighten. 
  “That’s it yawne, I know you’re close so just go ahead and cum for daddy.” You didn’t have much of a choice because soon after he whispered those words into your ear, he harshly bit down on your neck, sending you spiraling over the edge.  He watched as you fell apart just from him rubbing your clit, he hadn’t even gotten to the best part yet. 
  As you lay there panting, you couldn't help the overwhelming sense of guilt clawing its way to the front of your brain. What would Lo’ak think if he saw you right now? Cumming from having your clit touched by his older brother. You had to end this and get away from him, maybe everything would get back to normal after you left this cove. 
 “O-okay Neteyam, you got what you wanted, I want to go home now.” You say as you feebly try to sit up but your attempt is stopped by Neteyam pressing a hand against your chest. 
 As you looked up at him through tired eyes, what you saw scared you. His eyes, instead of the pools of golden amber, were considerably darker. He had truly begun to scare you now.  Tears began to well in your eyes. He silently grabbed the back of your legs with one hand and pushed them to your chest, with the other he pulled his cock and pushed it so that the head was pressing against you, a trust away from penetrating you. 
  “N-Nete-” He silences you by swiftly capturing your lips in another sloppy kiss, leaving you dizzy and gasping for air once again when he pulls away. His lips are just barely hovering over yours as he speaks. 
  “I’m not stopping until you’re cumming on my cock sevin. I’m going to ruin this pussy of yours. When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to think of anything but me the next time my baby brother fucks you” A few tears roll down your face upon hearing his words.
He kisses them away before pulling his hips back and ramming himself inside of you, sheathing himself completely. A strangled moan leaves your mouth and your back arches off the ground when he enters you. He doesn’t wait long to start fucking you though. The pace he sets is animalistic and as he beings fucking into you, your hands fly to his back in an attempt to hold onto something. 
  As he fucked into you, you couldn’t help the moans that slipped out of you. Despite everything, Neteyam fucking into you felt good. Your pussy was fluttering around his cock and causing him to groan into your ear. You could feel a familiar pressure building in your lower belly and didn’t care that you were about to cum all over your boyfriend's older brother's cock. 
  After a particularly hard thrust right into your sweet spot, you let out a loud moan.  Sensing you were getting close, Neteyam started talking into your ear. 
  “That feel good sevin?” He asked, you could hear the smugness in his voice
  “N-Neteyam…please”
  “Tell me how good it feels sevin,  tell daddy how good his cock feels inside this tight cunt of yours” He sent another hard thrust directly into your sweet spot that had you seeing stars and slurring
  “It feels s-shooo good” You slurred, he was fucking you dumb and you couldn’t care about anything else. 
  “Who’s pussy is this?” He asks with a growl. You bit down on your lip to suppress the moans spilling from your mouth after he asked this. You knew what he wanted you to say but you couldn’t. 
  He growls in irritation and begins to slow his pace until he’s practically motionless inside you. Whimpers leave your throat as your pussy clenches around his cock. You attempt to grind your hips into his, but he firmly holds your hips flush against his, preventing you from getting an ounce of friction. 
  “Neteyam…please, please keep going. I was so close.” You were on the verge of tears as you begged him to keep fucking you.
Neteyam roughly grabs your face in his hand and forces you to look at him as he speaks, his voice coming out as pure venom. 
  “I told you sevin, I’m going to ruin you for him. So whatever fucking illusion you have that you’re going to go back to him after this needs to end now.  This pussy is mine now, I’m going to be the only one that fucks you like this, understand?”
  You nod as much as you are able, and he releases his grip on your face. “Now I’m going to ask you one more time. Who’s. Pussy. Is This?” 
  Mustering all the courage you could manage, you shakily respond. “...y-yours…” 
  “Good girl.” He chuckles and readjusts your hips before resuming his brutal pace. You let out a loud moan and throw your head back as his cock begins to abuse your sweet spot. The pressure from earlier returned, this time it was threatening to become your undoing. 
  “Good girl~ You’re such a good girl for daddy sevin.” He’s practically purring into your ear as he pistons his hips into yours. 
  “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…cummming. I’m coming!” You were moaning incoherently as his cock abused your sweet spot over and over, sending you over the ed for the second time
  He chuckled at your fucked out expression. “That’s a good girl sevin, just like that, cum all over daddy’s cock~” His hips never stopped or slowed as he fucked you through your second orgasm.
  You whimpered as he continuously pounded your poor overstimulated pussy into oblivion. 
  He let out a particularly loud groan into your ear and his thrusts became sloppy as he neared his release. 
  “Daddy’s going to cum soon sevin. Do you want that? Do you want daddy to cum into this tight little pussy of yours?”
  You weakly whimpered in response, you weren’t in any state to answer anything he asked of you. By now, he was fucking into you so hard that you could swear you feel the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance of your womb. 
  “I hope you’re ready sevin. Because here…thrust…it…thrust…comes!!” His hands move from holding your legs down to your shoulders, as he pulls you down onto his cock. He throws his head back and lets out a low guttural moan as he releases inside you. You can feel his cum filling you up, and he gives a few more lazy thrusts before pulling out of you. 
  As he pulls out and looks at you, his eyes soften. Your eyes are half closed and your chest is slowly heaving up and down. He can see the bruises he gave you already starting to form on both your arms and legs and a twinge of regret settles in his heart.  He hadn’t meant to be this rough with you but once he started he just couldn’t stop himself. 
  Gently, he picks you up and carries you both into the water. As the cool water hits your skin, you begin to whimper. “Shhh, it's alright sevin. I’m just cleaning you off and afterward, I’m going to take you home okay?” You give a weak whimper in response. It's not like you could do much else so you let him clean you off.
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 After Neteyam had cleaned you off, he carried your tired body back to your tent and laid you down on your mat, covering you with a blanket. He gives you a kiss on the forehead and as he moves to leave you weakly call out to him.
“Lo’ak?” After all that he had done, he had wished that you were calling out for him and not his brother.
  “Yes sevin, I just have something to do so I’ll be back okay? He says as he takes one last look at you and exits your tent, making his way towards the entrance of highcamp to greet the na’vi coming back from their hunt. As he helps out he can see his brother brother sneaking off to your tent. The icy cold hand of jealousy comes clawing back and wraps its hand around his heart again.
 One day you will be his, even if that means breaking his little brother's heart
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Romancing Pandora 6
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🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞
A/N: Shoutout to the anon that said they read First Heat and wanted a version for Lo’ak. It was interesting writing this with a new dynamic so I hope you enjoy! All characters are aged up!
Pairing: Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader
Warnings: P in V, Heat Cycle, Creampie
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Your day was off to a normal enough start. You wake up and go eat and get to your daily chores. The only thing that was off was this slowly growing pain in your stomach. Was it your stomach? Maybe a little lower? It was distracting to say the least. Nevertheless, you don’t let it stop you from going about your business. It was odd though, you could notice things that you’d never noticed before. Smell new scents in the air that had never been there before.
“Hey, there you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.” Lo’ak says walking up to you, but for some reason, he stops just short of where you stood. His face looks like he’s just seen a ghost.
“Hey Lo. Sorry, today’s been extra weird for some reason.” You say stepping closer to him, but when you do, he takes a step back.
Hurt and confusion flash across your face. Was he avoiding you?
“Lo? What’s wrong?”
Lo’ak says nothing, but he starts to look around suspiciously. You try to follow where he’s looking, but you can’t see anything out of the ordinary. Without another word, Lo’ak grabs you by the wrist and leads you into the forest, away from the rest of the people.
“Lo’ak, where are we going?”
Still, he says nothing. He’s being so weird. But what’s even weirder is this sweet smell coming from him. He’s never smelled like that before, has he? The walk into the forest must be going deeper than you thought because you’re starting to sweat. That can’t be right, though.
Soon enough, Lo’ak drops your wrist.
“You wanna explain what the hell that was about?” you demand.
“Um, hello? Are you blind? All those guys were eyeing you like a fresh piece of yerik that they were about to jump on. I had to get you out of there.” he says as if it’s the most obvious thing ever.
Were the guys looking at you? You couldn’t remember now. It’s not like they ever payed much attention to you before.
“And what are you doing just walking around during your heat? You should be at home before your pheromones alert every male in a 10-mile radius!”
“My heat? Is that what this is?” you ask somewhat meekly.
Lo’ak looks like his eyes might bulge out of his head. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”
“Look, Lo, you know it’s only been me and my dad and he…doesn’t really talk about stuff with me. I don’t know about this kinda thing.” And suddenly the ache in your core hits you with a new intensity. It’s much stronger than before and you have to hunch over and take a few deep breaths to get through it. It wasn’t this bad before, but with this sickeningly sweet smell wafting up your nose, it’s as if it’s egging on the pain.
“How have you made it this far in life without knowing something so basic?”
“Alright then, if you’re such an expert, then tell me how to stop this pain because it’s really getting to be too much to handle.”
Lo’ak looks around as if he doesn’t want to say it which is trying on your already frayed nerves.
“Out with it!” you tell him.
“Well, you’re supposed to…ya know…mate to deal with it.” he half mumbles the end like he’s embarrassed.
You let out a sigh of frustration. Now, your body is punishing you for not choosing a mate yet? You figure that you’re royally screwed. That is, until an idea pops in your head.
Lo’ak is still pretending to look anywhere and everywhere else to avoid eye contact with you. The smell of him is starting to make your mouth water.
You take a step over to him and lightly hook your finger in the waistband of his tewng.
“Lo’ak…help me…”
You can see the internal struggle on his face as the realization sets in of what you’re asking of him.
“I-I don’t know. I m-mean I don’t think I…I shouldn’t—“ he stammers.
“Lo’ak! Please. Just shut up and help me”
Your voice is firm and it makes his ears lower themselves against his head. His expression still holds that hesitation, so you take the initiative to press up on your toes and kiss him first. He’s taken aback at first, but he soon relaxes into it and his hands come up to hold your face. Your tail wraps around his leg hoping to pull his body closer to yours.
Any and all hesitation melts away from Lo’ak when he pulls himself away from your lips and kisses down your neck while gripping at your breast.
It feels like knot after knot is slowly being worked out of your body with every touch and kiss.
He guides you both down to the ground and hovers over your body still trailing kisses down your neck to your chest and your stomach.
The hunger in your core grows with each passing moment, needing desperately to be satiated.
“Please…need you inside…” your voice is breathless and your mind feels fuzzy, but you’re present enough to know that you’ll lose your grip without being filled.
Lo’ak quickly undoes his tewng with one hand and uses the other to slide your own to the side giving him a perfect view of your impossibly wet pussy.
“Fuck…”
It’s just above a whisper but you can still hear him. He lines himself up with you and pushes in slowly. Your back arches off the ground further with every inch that stretches you.
A moan falls from your lips that perks Lo’ak’s ears up. He lifts your knees to your chest and immediately starts thrusting into you harshly. It feels like he’s reaching into your stomach with every push into you. Every punch to your cervix forces another moan from you.
“Ah! Haah! Lo’ak!”
His eyes are trained on your face that’s scrunched up in ecstasy. His mouth falls open and his thrusts get faster. Every stroke perfectly drags the tip of his cock against the spongy part of your walls. It has your thighs trembling in his hold and your toes curling.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum already”
Your eyes roll as your release washes over you. The burning feeling that was overwhelming you fizzles out and subsides for now. Lo’ak fucks you slowly through your orgasm letting you ride out your high on his dick.
When you finally come down, your body relaxes and Lo’ak releases your legs. Your eyes close as you start to try and catch your breath.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
Lo’ak’s hands grab you by the hips and flip your body onto your stomach and hikes your hips up so he can slam back into you. You’re given no time to think or react. And with your body and mind being lost deep in the fog of your heat, all you can do is take it. Your body naturally wants to submit to him and let him have his way with you. You have no real ability or desire to fight that instinct in this moment.
“Fuu-u-u-ck Lo-ak!” Your words are broken with every thrust.
“Shit, I’m gonna cum”
It’s completely subconscious the way your tail coils around his torso keeping him close to you so he can’t pull out. But for Lo’ak, that one gesture is enough to tumble him over that edge and spill inside of you. He cums with a loud groan and mumbles of ‘take it all’.
There’s a new warmth spreading through your body and instead of being suffocating like earlier, it’s a welcome comfort. It brings relief and satisfaction with it.
You both fall to the ground exhausted taking heaving breaths. Before you can fully compose yourself, a dull ache starts to linger in your lower belly again. Confused, you curl up on your side facing Lo’ak.
“It’s starting to hurt again. I thought you said that would fix it.”
He lets out a long sigh, “Your heat lasts for a few days. One time is only going to hold you for a little while.”
“Oh, Great Mother.”
Lo’ak looks you up and down, letting his next statement settle on his tongue.
“It’s fine. I’ll help you so just use me.”
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shkudss · 1 year
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Weakened by Eywa Pt. 2
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
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Summary: Ao'nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences
Warnings: curse words, bullying, mental breakdown, English isn't my first language
Author's note: tbh I didn't plan it to be longer than 2 parts, but now I think it'll be about 4-5 part (but I'm not sure lol). Anyways, I hope you will like it!
Yawntutsyip - darling, little loved one
Yaymak - foolish, ignorant
Yayo - bird
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When Neytiri and Jake saw you in a complete mess on Neteyam’s hands, they thought something bad happened with you in the water.
Kiri and Lo’ak explained what happened without hiding any details. Neytiri was so furious that she was ready to take her bow and fight this little ignorant boy. She knew that he was annoying her kids, but didn’t expect it to be as bad as it turned out. On the other hand, there was Jake. He was furious too, he knew that his attitude towards all situations when Ao’nung annoyed his kids caused it. He shouldn’t have told his kids to respect him just because he’s Olo’eyktan’s son. That was his fault.
“Tonowari must know what his son did.” Neytiri was crying like any mother who sees her child in pain. Especially that type of pain which you cannot see. “Ma Jake, tell something! We can’t let that go. My daughter is hurt and only Eywa knows if she’ll be able to heal!”
Jake looked at her and all his kids, who were waiting for his response. Neteyam was still holding you like a baby while you were sleeping. His daughter, his little yayo. He has to protect you.
“I’ll talk to Tonowari.”
“I’ll go with you.” Neytiri wanted to talk to Ronal and say her all this she had to carry inside of her soul since they arrived here.
Jake didn’t want her to come, he knew that she was extremely emotional now. He gave her a look asking if he’s sure it’s the right thing. Neytiri was determined to do that.
“Wait here, take care of your sister.”
***
“I’ll talk to him and he’ll be punished for his actions. I’m really sorry for what happened. I didn’t raise him this way. I hope Y/N will forgive him one day.”
Toniwari and Ronal were in a huge shock when Jake told them what Ao’nung did. The shame Olo’eyktan and his Tsahik felt wasn’t even close to the amount of pain Jake and Neytiri had to carry.
“Don’t ever let him come to my daughter again! If I notice him even thinking about coming to her, I swear I will not control myself.”
“Neytiri...” Jake didn’t want relationship with leader’s family to worsen.
“She’s right. He should stay away from her. I don’t want him to hurt an innocent soul again. I promise, we’ll look after him.” Ronal knew how Neytiri must feel herself now. “I promise as mother to mother. If you need help, tell me.”
Neytiri just nodded, she was still not over her emotions. But she was thankful for this. Ronal was the only one who could understand her at least a little.
***
It’s been two weeks since your breakdown. These two weeks you’ve been taken care by your whole family and you barely walked out of your Marui. You felt like you were dried out. No emotions at all. Jake and Neytiri were extremely worried about your mental state. You barely talked to anyone, even Kiri, and preferred to do things on your own.
Neteyam didn’t even think about keeping your lessons on ilu riding. He tried to catch your interest on other things, but nothing caught your eye. Even Tuk tried to ask you questions to talk just a little. You had no energy to keep the conversation and pay proper attention to your little sister.
“Let’s go find some seashells?” Tuk didn’t give up on you.
“Tuk, I have no strength to do that. I’m tired.” You felt really bad every time you refused Tuk, but you couldn’t help it.
“Neteyam and Lo’ak are hunting, Kiri as usually disappeared. Mom and dad don’t let me do there alone. Please, I need you.” She started whimpering and shaking your hand.
“Okay, okay. But only for 30 minutes.”
“Thank you, I love you! Best sister ever!” Seeing Tuk jumping in happiness and saying those words warmed your heart. You smiled a little at the scene of here trying to find her little bag for seashells.
Once you went out of your house, you squinted because of the sunlight. These two weeks definitely affected you. The warmth of the sun and brightness of azure water reminds you of how you loved Pandora.
Tuk was holding your hand and trying to hurry you up to the shore. It became her hobby since you arrived here. Each in your family has at least one bracelet she made out of shells.
“I’ll sit here, you can go. Call me if you need help.” You were sitting exactly as that day with Kiri. The feeling of light waves surrounding you, calmed you a little. You were watching Tuk swimming and looking for colorful seashells. Sometimes she was distracted by some fish. As you were supervising little sister, you fell deep into thoughts and remembered that day. Sadness you felt all these days became more explicit.
You don’t know how to explain this sadness and why you feel it. You should be angry, offended, but not sad. Ao’nung said horrible things to you, but you’re not angry. Why?
“Oh Great Mother, help me. Let me come over this. I want to be happy again.” You whispered to yourself, feeling the tear falling to the water.
“Y/N…?”
Him.
You feel nervousness raising up in your body. Eywa must be testing you. You’re afraid to turn your head to Ao’nung.
“Please, don’t do this to me again. I can’t bear it anymore.” Your voice was trembling a little, but it was enough for him to understand your state. Especially, when he finally looked at you. Your eyes were like a glass, but without even a little sparkle.
He was standing about 2 meters away from you to keep distance.
“Y/N, I wanted…”
“What are you doing here?!” Lo’ak was furious, walking briskly towards him.
“Bruh, why are you always here.” You heard Ao’nung mumbling it annoyingly. You didn’t wasn’t really worried about what’s going to happen. Feels like you’re a doll without real emotions.
“You’ve been told you to stay away from Y/N. Are you that yaymak? Do you need us to punch you again to understand it?” Your brother came to him as close as possible and pointed at his chest aggressively. Lo’ak just like Neytiri was ready to fight him.
“I wanted to talk to her… normally.” Ao’nung raised his hands as a sign of peace and tried to stay as calm as possible. Even though his fists were itchy to punch him. “I won’t hurt her”.
“I don’t care. You’ve talked to her already and you see the result. It’s her first time outside since the past two weeks. Don’t make it worse.” Lo’ak lowered his voice so you won’t hear their conversation. You didn’t really care and turned back to keep watching after Tuk. She didn’t notice things happening on the beach, she was involved in her hobby. Her little bag was already full of shells, but she wanted to get more.
“Hey, you finally wanted to get some sun?” In a couple if minutes Lo’ak was sitting next to you. He wasn’t mad anymore.
“No, Tuk asked me to. All of you were too busy to accompany her in finding seashells. I didn’t want to let her down.” You smiled a little, watching your sister smiling as she find another colorful thing.
“But…” you noticed Lo’ak hesitating about something.
“What’s wrong?”
“Never mind. I’m glad you’re finally getting out of Marui. We are forest Na’vis, not Marui Na’vis.” He chuckled a little at his own joke and you couldn’t help but do it too.
Maybe, it’s not that bad.
Thank you, Great Mother.
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Another two weeks passed. Since that day each member of your family tried to take you outside. Now you go out on your own just to think about your feelings. You are still trying to stay away from water and haven’t swam yet, but you’ve been exploring the little forest that’s actually pretty comfortable. It reminds you of home and you don’t have to hold your breath or ride ilu here.
You can be yourself.
Now you play with fan lizards and even laugh a little. It’s kind of meditation. Spending time in your environment, your home, helps your mental state. Jake says that you shouldn’t go deep into forest and you assure him that you won’t, but sometimes you loose the track of time and forget about your promise. What this happens, Neteyam is always first who goes to find you.
You feel unity with Eywa. It’s your secret, sacred place. You have a little pond here, some fruits growing on the trees and silence. This is your little world free from all worries, free from reality. You fulfill your energy here and nobody interrupts you peace.
You were sitting on the thick branch, involved in making a little bracelet from beads for Tuk. She gifted you a lot of bracelets and necklaces she made. You want to pay her back.
Suddenly your senses catch someone’s presence. Nobody is supposed to find you. It’s afternoon and none of your family should be trying to find you. Leaving all things, you silently stood up and tried to hide behind the tree as Neytiri taught you. You looked behind your shoulder to check who’s that, your knife is ready to serve you.
You heard stranger’s steps coming closer to the tree. You were getting ready to attack, no unnecessary thoughts were in your mind. Just as mom taught you. This is your place, your forest.
Another step and you catch this person, pushing them to a tree and putting a knife to their neck.
“Holy shit!”
You look up. Why is he here?
“Ao’nung? What are you doing here?”
All your strength disappeared the moment you realized who’s standing in front of you. Fear replaced it, slowly taking control over you.
You’re alone, with him.
“No, no, no, Y/N”
You walked back, still holding your knife firmly to protect yourself, but your hands were shaking which made things obvious. You’re just like a little animal who’s afraid but has nothing to do but protect yourself as you can.
“Don’t…”
“Y/N, I wanted to talk to you. Please, let me speak.”
You were afraid to trust him. Because his words hurt you. You’re afraid to hear him speaking to you. But the way he looks at you, his eyes aren’t filled with anger. You take your time, considering his words.
Ao’nung was waiting patiently, he was afraid to do something wrong. Examining your concerned look, he prayed to Eywa for you to trust him. The effort he put to find you and go through this forest without being injured was enormous. Now he understands how hard it is for you to get used to Metkayina’s way of life. He should have thought about it before.
“Don’t come here again.”
And you left, leaving him alone in this forest.
“You are skxawng, Ao’nung.”
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P.S. There wasn't a lot of Aonung and y/n's conversations and I focused more on her recovery and feelings process, but I hope you liked it! Next parts will be more about Aonung and Y/N! Also, i'm not really sure how taglist thing really work, I hope I did it right🫣
Anyways, if you want to be tagged, comment and I'll add you!
Peace, friendship, bubblegum✌🏻💗
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pandorxxx · 6 months
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KINKTOBER:Day 9 Accidental Stimulation W/ Lo’ak
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Warnings: Lo’ak being an asshole in the beginning, cursing, p in v, creampie.
Synopsis: Everyone around the clan stayed away from you in fear of getting hurt. You were clumsy, everything you touched was destroyed. So when you ask Neteyam for help with your iknimaya, the conversation doesn’t go as planned when lo’ak steps in.
Mdni🔞
You were what was known as “instant karma.” Everything you touched, you destroyed. You were just…really clumsy. So much so that everyone in the clan avoided you at ALL costs. It really started to hurt your feelings, not having any friends, or anyone to talk to. You really tried to be less clumsy, but nothing worked. And it made sense as to why you hadn’t completed your iknimaya, as much as you tried. It was hard for you. Especially since the last time when Jake had to catch you before plummeting to your death.
As hard as this task was, you weren’t one to give up, or quit. You were determined to pass this. And who better to help you than the future olo’eyktan? So when you saw him, his younger brother and his other friends conversing, you thought it would be the perfect opportunity to talk to him. Walking up to them, you could already sense a shift in their demeanors. All looking more frightened at your presence. But you were determined to walk out of this conversation without any casualties.
“Hey boys.” You spoke. Your voice sweet like honey and smooth like molasses. You were hot, no doubt about that. You had full hips, nice sized breasts, a small waist, and beauty to die for. However, you were just….so fucking dangerous, LITERALLY. They collectively took a step back from you before sighing a weak “hey” in response. You took a moment to smile before turning your attention to Neteyam.
“Teyam, can I talk to you for a moment?” You asked, fiddling with your fingers. His eyes widened, giving you a shady smile. “Uhh.” He started before grabbing lo’ak, placing his younger brother infront of him to act as a Shield. “Sure. Go ahead!” He spoke with alittle more enthusiasm this time. All of his friends began to chuckle amongst eachother, but lo’ak wasn’t having it.
“Bro, no way! I’m not getting kicked in the nuts again.” Lo’ak protested, shifting to neteyam’s side. A fair trade, If anything happened, they’d BOTH get it. You rolled your eyes, before shifting your body weight to one side. “I apologized for that already.” You pointed at lo’ak, hissing at him. “Yeah? It’s happened 7 times, clumsy bitch.” He rebuttaled, hissing back at you. His friends laughing in the background. Neteyam was guilty too, a small smirk appearing on his lips that he tried to wipe away.
You were usually one to stand up for yourself, everyone knew that. So it took lo’ak by surprise when your bottom lip started to quiver and tears began to well in your eyes. Your ears were flat to your skull, and your tail was now at a standstill. Your soul had been crushed. Not because he called you a bitch, but just EVERYTHING all at once. It hurt your feelings to know that everyone was against you.
Lo’aks demeanor softened greatly, watching a single tear trickle down your cheek. Maybe he took it too far this time. But before he could fix his mouth to apologize, you were turning away to walk off. “Oh, y/n! come on, he didn’t mean it! He’s a fucking idiot, you know that!” Neteyam shouted at your disappearing frame. “Y/n, im sorry! Come back, please!” Lo’ak shouted, watching you walk away. Both brothers sighed. “Go fucking apologize!” Neteyam muttered through gritted teeth as he slapped his brother on the back of the head. “Ouch! Fuck you! You laughed!” Lo’ak clapped back, pushing Neteyam in the chest.
“I did NOT dumbass! Go make sure she’s ok!” Neteyam hissed, pushing lo’ak in your direction. He stumbled a bit before gaining his composer. A loud groan rumbled in his chest as he began to follow behind you. You finally made it to your hut, a good cry on the way there. Boys were so stupid. And MEAN! but you wouldn’t let what lo’ak said ruin your entire day. After all, you weren’t done with your daily chores. You still had to take mo’at the paint that you made for your friends “rite of passage” ceremony. You were so happy for your friends, yet you still felt left out.
You grabbed the bowl full of paint, and began walking towards the exit of your hut. Unfortunately, lo’ak was walking in as you were walking out, and well….you know the rest.
His stomach, loincloth, and legs were PAINTED with the thick mixture. Lo’ak wasn’t a patient man, but it seemed as if he was trying his best to hold it together. His jaw was clenched, eyes shut, and deep heavy breaths escaped his flared nostrils. “I-I am so sorry lo’ak! I didn’t see you!” You rambled, shaky hand covering your agaped mouth.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. Just— do you have a towel I can borrow, y/n?” He spoke, in a surprisingly calm tone. You nodded frantically, running to get him a towel. When you were running back to him, you slipped on the paint, colliding with him. You both fell hard, a loud thud shaking the entire hut. Lo’ak let out a loud grunt at the impact, you falling directly ontop of him, nearly knocking the wind out of his lungs.
“Lo’ak I-“ you began, before he cut you off. “Bro, j-just get off of me!” He commanded, shuffling to get you off of him. “I-Im sorry, J-Just give me a- ugh!- give me a second!” You struggled, trying to sit up on him. You both were struggling, the paint making everything slippery and sticky. It was a mess, and it was all your fault.
You were finally able to use his chest to sit up on him, both of your sticky thighs caging his hips in. You were trying to lift off of him completely, but he just wouldn’t stop moving under you. Trying so desperately to thrust you off of him.
“Can you s-stop? I’m getting up!” You whined, trying to use his chest to stand up again, but it was no use. Your hands were sticking to his skin, and the ground below was too slippery to stand properly with his stupid tantrum underneath you. “Get up NOW.” He growled, thrusting up one good time. So hard that you could feel his bulge rub against your clothed cunt. You didn’t mean to, but a broken whimper escaped your lips at the sensation. His ears flicked at the sweet sound, his tail tapping the ground beneath him. He haulted his movements, studying your flushed face for a moment.
“I-Im sorry if I hurt you.” He stuttered, a soft expression painting his face. His strong hands found your waist, trying to lift you off of him gently. But you weren’t having it, gracefully slamming your hips back down on him. “Shittt.” Lo’ak grunted, watching you intently. “Grab my hips. Please.” You spoke breathily, expertly untying your top. He obliged quickly, grabbing your hips as he watched you throw your top to the side. Your plump breasts bounced with every subtle move, and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of them.
You began to grind on him, nice and slowly. Rocking your hips back and forth to feel that addictive friction again. Your sweet mewls began to arouse lo’ak even more than he already was. Using this as an opportunity to rock you all by himself, speeding up the pace.“Ohhh My God.” You whined, arousal escaping your loincloth. You threw your head back, following his rhythm.
“Imagine how good I’d feel inside. Just say the word.” He spoke, his melodic tone finding its way to your core, a gush of slick squirting out at his words. You nodded lazily, giving him the “ok” to continue further. Your fingers found your loincloth, playing with the strings until it was loose. You pulled it from under you lazily, throwing it to the side. Lo’ak doing the same. His cock slapped his stomach, a thick line of precum oozing out of the tip.
The paint on your bodies and the floor was drying quickly, which made it easy for you to shift to your feet, squatting over his erect penis. He grabbed the base, while you began to slide down on him. Both of you moaning simultaneously as he bottomed out with a firm thrust upwards. You began to fuck him, hard. Like it was your damn job. His hands found the plush of your ass, smacking it a few times before thrusting up into you rhythmically.
“That feels so good, y/n. Ride this dick.” He groaned, biting his bottom lip as he watched your dripping cunt meet his pelvis with every thrust. The squelching sounds, skin clapping, and broking whimpers only stimulating him further. “Lo’aaak!” You cried, voice rippling from the forceful thrusts. Your head went limp, as your moans became louder. Your hands planted on his chest for stability.
“I know, baby. I know. Fucking this pretty pussy just right, hmm?” He asked in between heavy breaths, watching your face twist and turn in pleasure. “M-Mhmm!” You nodded, bouncing on him hard enough for your ass to ripple at the impact.
“F-Fuuuck. I’m sorry for- uhh a-ahh!- for calling you a bitch. I’m sooo sorry.” He moaned, throwing his head back against the ground, still bouncing you on his cock. You squealed, nodding as a way of saying I forgive you. “It’s ok! I-It’s ok! I-I’m sorry for hurting you all the time, lo’ak!” You whimpered, shifting to your knees, using the new position to work his cock in the best ways possible.
“Ohhh Yes. Yess baby, just like that. You’re making up for it right now.” He moaned, smacking your ass, gripping it tightly. “I-Im gonna cum, gonna cum lo’ak!” You whined, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your body began to shake, squirts of your slick presenting itself with every earth shattering stroke.
“Ohhh God, yes. C-Cum on this dick, y/n. Please, baby. Please give it to me.” He whimpered, feeling your walls vibrate around his shaft. He watched your pussy squirt, quickly rubbing circles Into your clit to stimulate your trembling body further. You screamed his name, before collapsing into him. Your sweaty, trembling body snuggling into his warm chest.
“Mhm, I’m almost done, baby. Fuuuuuck.” He groaned, both of his hands shifting to your ass once again, gripping the plush skin to bounce you on his sensitive cock.
“I’m gonna cum, y/n. I-I know I don’t deserve this pussy. Not the way I’ve been treating you. B-But I need it, please.” He confessed in your ear before pecking it teasingly.
“Y-you can have whatever you want from me.” You hiccuped, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pounded into you. He let out a loud moan at your words, eyes crossing in pleasure as his mouth fell agape. And before he knew it, small squirts of cum turned into ropes and ropes of it filling your empty womb.
“Yeahhh, juuuust like that. Thank you, baby. Thank you s-sooo much.” He moaned, snapping his hips up into you periodically to empty himself inside of you. “Mhm.” You hummed, fluttering in and out of consciousness on his chest. “Finally, you made me feel GOOD.” He joked, rubbing your back lovingly as you cooed in his embrace.
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