#miles quaritch x reader smut

[pandoraslxna]

📝 quaritch + size kink (human reader)! could u possibly do noncon for it? im curious to see how you'd write this! 🫶

Miles Quaritch x female human reader, minors dni 🔞

Warnings: non-con, captivity, humiliation, size kink, cum eating

This turn of events would’ve been funny, if it weren’t for you bent over the desk in the interrogation cell, captured by the RD-fuckin‘-A. The waistband of your half-removed pants hanging around mid-thigh, your shirt shoved up to your neck, arms uncomfortably bent and handcuffed behind your back.

And there’s also this fucker. Quaritch. One of his hands is pushing you down against the cold surface of the table, the other slithering over the wet, flushed heat between your legs. You're dripping on the floor, two orgasms wrenched out of you by his thick calloused hands and he doesn’t give you the impression that this will be over any time soon.

"Jesus, sweetheart, got my own little ocean here", he snickers, tapping your oversensitive clit with his rough digits. Your knees go weak; say what you want about him, but he knows what he's doing. Still, you haven’t given him anything of use.

But it’s the sound of a zipper being pulled down that makes you question how long it is going to take for you to reveal Jake’s location. To tell him on which island he’s hiding, which clan is giving him shelter.

"Loyal as a dog, huh? We‘ll see about that."

Had someone ever postulated to you that the human body could stretch as much as yours was doing now, you would have denied the possibility. But Quaritch seemed very eager to show you just how little you know about your own body.

His biceps alone was about as wide around as your waist. He could snap you in half, if he wanted. More trouble than it's worth, but it still felt as if he was trying to. But not with his hands, no. He was daring to tear you apart with his cock.

A sudden thrust of his hips drives that massive slab of flesh fractionally deeper into your already stuffed cunt, drawing a whine from your gagged mouth. The action threatens to send your legs out from beneath yourself, a result that would force you to your knees and would ultimately make you find out about if your throat could stretch as much around his length as your cunt was currently struggling to.

Quaritchs free hand rakes over your back and tangles in your hair, pulls you up and forces you to look back at him. "Maybe I should get you a collar", he chuckles. "You'd look so fuckin' sweet in pink. Only fair, since everyone already calls you Sully‘s rabid bitch."

There’s a muffled cry coming from you as your body stretches to accommodate still more of his length, the warring pain and pleasure a heady mixture that you’re afraid to become addicted to as he thrusts into you. It’s this sensation that’s pulling an orgasm from you. Body threatening to shake apart with the force of it, Quaritch watches through hooded eyes as you come around his cock, sticky arousal beading and dripping down around his base.

You're still breathing heavily when you feel hot spurts of cum painting your insides white. When he pulls out of you, you whine at the sudden loss, the painful emptiness. But then you feel his thumb, swirling around in the filthy mixture of fluids coating your entrance.

Quaritch then steps around the table you’re still laying on, limb as a ragdoll, before he roughly removes the gag and presses his tumb between your lips.

He smirks in terse approval when you begin to lick it clean.

You can play his games, but you wouldn’t tell him anything. He looks like he wants to tell you to lick his cock clean too, just for the sake of humiliating you, but you know, deep down he decides not to push his luck. Good for him. If he had, you may as well have damned the consequences and bitten it off.

[arachine]

— what's going on down there?: a dick analysis

ᥫ᭡ featuring :: jake sully, miles quaritch & norm spellman

ᥫ᭡ includes :: their human forms + avatar forms

ᥫ᭡ genre :: mature

ᥫ᭡ content warnings :: talking about dicks obviously, explicit sexual content (?), humor lol

ᥫ᭡ note :: if you know anything about arachine, you know i love a good dick analysis. these posts are intended for comedic purposes only, which means they’re not to be taken seriously.

— jake “ima slut you out” sully

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: as we all know, jake’s life on earth was very unfulfilling. he was a man who sacrificed his legs for the fate of the country, only to be disposed of into the unforgiving hands of society, with no way to reap the benefits (or lack thereof) that veterans were promised to receive. and after losing the privilege of mobility, his body changed drastically. he got smaller, his body got weaker, and yet, one thing remained—that dick! jake is a survivor, through and through—his personal motto is: if it ain’t broken, then it’s still working—and boy, he does not disappoint when it comes to the downstairs department. standing tall at 7 inches, is little jake (maybe not so little). when flaccid, his length measures at a solid 5.7 inches. definitely a grower. 

⟳ width: a little bit on the skinnier side, but he knows how to use it and that’s all that matters!

⟳ color: i think for the most part, his shaft definitely matches the rest of his body; though, i can see it maybe being slightly a little more darker at the base, like a very light beige. when he’s flaccid, his tip is a pretty pink, almost like a ballet slipper (aka the best pink). turns into an angry red when fully erect!

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: jake pegs me as the kinda guy who doesn’t really care? i mean, trimming isn’t foreign to him, because he has trimmed it before, and does so when he notices it’s gotten to be too long…but, i don’t think it’s something that he does often. to him, it’s just hair. he’s on his grown man shit, you know? 

02. curved?: uhm, yes! you know that one beyoncé lyric? yeah. 

03. any veins?: absolutely covered in ‘em

04. how he fucks with it: i’d like to think before his accident, he was a doggy style connoisseur—come on, it’s jake we’re talking about here. can’t nobody tell me otherwise! i just know he had bitches bent over, weaves sweated out, makeup all over the pillows…mans was f-u-c-k-i-n-g okay? fuckingggg. 

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: the masses may attack me, but it’s time i spoke up. the man has a monster schlong. a cooter cat killer, if you will. if you thought his human form was big, shit, you ain’t seen nothing yet! completely flaccid, his cock measures to about 10 inches. when fully hard, he grows an additional three! talk about impressive…

⟳ width: so thick that it basically slaps his thighs when he walks. the man could create a beat with it, get em into the soundcloud business now!

⟳ color: self explanatory tbh, it’s fucking blue. as blue as papa smurf’s ass. 

⟳ extra: 

01. groomed?: i’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that because he’s an avatar, he grows hair there. even if i’m wrong, i’m right. i don’t give a damn what james cameron says. he’s basically my character at this point, and i will him to have hair damnit! just…the idea of him having a full bush down there, in the wild, all primitive and shit…does something to me. idk. don’t ask me why i’m so nasty, blame my deadbeat father. 

02. curved?: is a banana yellow? there’s your answer. 

03. any veins?: i might have a brain aneurysm just thinking about it, but yes! god, yes. so many…so, so, so many. ribbed for her pleasure or whatever trojan said. 

04. how he fucks with it: is he still the doggy style connoisseur? yes. but now that’s got the strength of 20 men, backshots sound a whole lot like gunshots now. they say every time the mighty toruk makto thrusts into a cunt, a tree falls down or something. so, yes. fucks hard, fucks rough, fucks like he’s on a mission. what’s that one tik tok audio? “rest in peace to all the soldiers that died in the service, i dive in her cervix.” yeah, he lives by that. 

— miles “on your knees, cadet!” quaritch

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: just gonna cut right to the chase. he’s huge. like pussy splitting huge. i don’t care what anyone says, you can argue with ya friend, you can argue with ya mother, but you cannot argue with me! coming in at a solid 6 when flaccid, quaritch takes the cake for the biggest cock on this list (at least, human form wise). at full length, he measures to about 7.8 inches! 

‘booooo’ you say, well, guess what? it’s the truth, and i’m just the messenger. whether you hate him or love him, he’s just that guy. 

⟳ width: surprisingly average. but it’s okay, sometimes you can’t have the best of both worlds. 

⟳ color: if my memory serves me right, he was pretty tan in the first movie. so, i’m gonna stick with that and say that it’s a pretty tan that transitions into a pale pink. i don’t know if some of you have seen old dick, but their tips get less saturated with age. it’s a phenomenon (not really, the blood flow to the groin is just a lot slower, which can make it appear kind of gre—anyway, i digress!)

⟳ extra: 

01. groomed?: this man is a colonel, so he’s all about discipline and keeping things nice and tidy. so, obviously, his hygiene reflects that. i don’t think he goes completely bald, but he does give it a good trim. kind of like a fade…just imagine a patch of grey, prickly hair. yeah. 

02. curved?: yes, and since he’s older, it’s probably curved a lot. you could probably hang something on it. maybe a towel, or a lanyard. it’s definitely useful for something!

03. any veins?: god, i don’t know why, but i have it in my head that he’s on steroids. he’s just so buff and strong, and i mean, yeah, he could just be really fit…but he could also be a self-image obsessed freak who takes drugs to be the perfect soldier. the correlation, you ask? well, i just feel like people who take steroids are really veiny, and i feel like his dick would be really, really veiny. so, thus the rant about steroids. steroid dick. 

04. how he fucks with it: don’t let his age fool you. he may very well be pushing his late fifties, but he’s still a young man at heart—and he’s definitely got the sex drive to prove it! i can see his favorite position being something like missionary. not so much because he enjoys the intimacy of it (like being face to face), but more so because he’s got a size kink—and definitely a dacryphilia kink. he enjoys seeing his partners cry, whether in pain, or in pleasure, or both! so, when you’re fucking him, don’t expect anything romantic. he just wants to see your pretty little face all teary eyed and pathetic. 

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: so big you can see it from space; that’s how the RDA mfs know they’re close, because they can see the tip protruding from pandora. no, but seriously, it’s still really huge. like maybe 12-14 inches—maximum. 

⟳ width: probably twice as thick as a human’s forearm. and god, it’s sooooo heavy. big breeding balls to match. 

⟳ color: blue blue blue…like wet fun dip. with just as many stripes as the american flag or whatever. 

⟳ extra: 

01. groomed?: yes, but the hair is black instead of grey and it’s probably really straight because na’vi hair is straight as fuck. 

02. curved?: sir, yes sir. 

03. any veins?: what’d i say? steroid dick. but even worse (better) now bc he’s so damn tall, he needs all the blood he can get down there.

04. how he fucks with it: has you in all types of positions. his favorites are anything that shows off his new found strength, so i’m betting on full nelsons and mating presses. just fast, powerful strokes. lives by the motto: can’t stop, won’t stop.

— norm “what’s the sq root of 69?” spellman

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: i’m sorry to disappoint the norm fuckers (if there are any), but he’s not that big. when he’s soft, his cock measures to about 4.8 inches, and at most, 6.2 inches when hard. 

⟳ width: skinny dick. 

⟳ color: dawg he’s so white, it’s like hella pale and the tip is so pink that when he’s aroused, it looks like there’s something wrong.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: like jake, i don’t think he really cares.

02. curved?: straight like a pencil

03. any veins?: like two, and they’re really prominent because he’s so fucking pale.

04. how he fucks with it: i don’t think human norm is getting puss, let’s be real. 

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: i am a firm believer in N.W.B.C—nerds with big cocks. it’s just the universe’s way of saying thank you, they just…they just do so much for us, you know? norm may not have been packing down there in his human form, but this was his second chance at redemption. he’s now a proud member of N.W.B.C, sporting an impressive 15 inches. you know that one scene in the first spider-man when pete’s looking at himself in the mirror and he looks inside his briefs? yeah, that was norm when he found out. the man got so excited, he accidentally catapulted a scientist out of pandora’s atmosphere with the weight of his cock. joking. 

⟳ width: on the skinnier side but still toe curling, nonetheless.

⟳ color: laffy taffy blue, with little (big) blueberry balls.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: no, he’s too busy in the lab and getting na’vi puss.

02. curved?: unfortunately no

03. any veins?: more than before, which he was pleasantly surprised to see.

04. how he fucks with it: norm’s got a big dick, but he acts so shy, like he’s scared of it or something. like stop playing boy and drop them drawls, the fuck? anyway, i think norm’s a sub. he pegs me as the type of guy who likes strong women, women who’ll tell him to shut the fuck up (because he talks so much) and eat their pussies. i guess this makes him a munch. yeah, he’s a munch. ice spice actually wrote that song with him in mind!

© arachine 2023

[vinciwolf]

Three Is a Magic Number

Recom!Miles Quaritch x (fem)Reader x Recom!Lyle Wainfleet

Warnings: SMUT, NSFT, THREESOME, sex, voyeurism, general cussing, blowjob, piv, anal, dom/sub, tail pulling, rough sex, spanking, dirty talk, fingering, masturbation, reader is female, Jesus take the whole ass car

Tags: @justasimps-blog​ @whxre-bxby​ @atwow69​ @nanamislut321​ @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed​ @mechformers​ @luciddasher​

Being a newly awoken Recom, it wasn’t your intent when you caught the attention of the two fiercest Marines in the Deja Blu team. Whenever you would notice Quaritch side eyeing your figure from across the room, you hadn’t seen the other pair of eyes that equally shared that hint of yearning for your consideration. It wasn’t a competition to see who would get into your pants the fastest, neither Miles or Lyle knew that they BOTH had an infatuation with the same person.

However, it was Miles who approached you first. And first come, first serve.

Downtime was fleeting between missions, but he found a way to hint the obvious attraction he had for you. There would be a brisk tap on your elbow to make space for him at the briefing table, or your favorite, the gentle snatch of your tail when the two of you passed each other alone in the hallway. It was subtle… to keep suspicions from festering. Touch was hard when others were around but exhilarating when eyes could not see or hear.

The shower was your favorite spot for that.

"Ah, ah, AH!" you panted while being driven against the shower floor, legs hoisted up by Miles' tight grip as he quickly speared himself into you, the splatter of water coming from the showerhead the only other noise to be heard in this secret alone time. Or so you two thought was ‘alone.’

There, standing a few stalls down, Wainfleet had been fisting himself roughly to the sounds of your echoing whines, the butt of his fangs driving ever deeper into his bottom lip to muffle his arousal. Jealously wasn’t in his wheel of emotions, but he was a little disappointed that his superior had wooed you so easily when it was difficult for him to open up around you. Over time, he embraced the fact that he would have to admire you from afar, even if that meant also hearing Miles seethe and growl on top of you when plowing your lovely pussy that sounded so divine with the wet noises it emitted. Pressing a thumb into the head of his length, he ejaculated into the drainage, a hand bracing on the tile wall as he came hard.

A few days had gone by and you were jogging along the perimeter of Bridgehead with Z-dog and Walker, still heating up in the cheeks as your mind was occupied by the shower incident. If only these two women new that you had been fucking their superior and having constant horny thoughts about the image of his cock. Did they know what it looked like? How good he sounded whenever you kissed the tip before devouring it whole with your tiny mouth. Another wave of blissful shame deepened the color of your face when Z-dog asked you what had gotten you biting your lip. You hadn’t realized that your daydreaming expressed itself so shamelessly in front of her and Walker.

“Oh, just thinking~” you went along, waving her off.

Then the jog came to a standstill.

“Yeah? Thinking about someone?” her tone was playfully curious, egging you to go on.

“Thinking about Wainfleet?” Walker smiled, teasing.

“Oh, my goodness! It happened! You two finally fucked!” Z-dog chimed excitingly.

If your cheeks were a deep lavender, they sunk even farther down into the dark tones of purple at this point while the two Recoms joked about your love life, only to your shock that they got the wrong person mixed up with Miles.

“Oh, god, we broke her, Z!” Walker laughed.

“No, no, we didn’t fuck! You got—” you paused yourself from blurting out ‘you got the wrong person’ like an idiot. “You got it all wrong!”

“What’s there to get wrong?” the tattooed one exclaimed puzzled. “Do you see the way he looks at you? If y’all haven’t fucked already, I’d be surprised because that man is in love.”

This was all a little overwhelming and sudden to hear. It took everything not to run as you quizzed and reflected on the two Recoms’ indirect confession for Lyle. Had you really been that stiff not notice his movements or his gaze that screamed his heart wanting you to notice him. This pissed you off that you were so entangled with the Colonel that you didn’t realize the other affectionate Marine in front of you this whole damn time.

“Anyway, let’s finish,” Z-dog said to then hop into a run as Walker followed suit.

Not a moment longer, you joined them from behind, mind still in thought at how Lyle liked you from afar. Your chest ached with guilt when you thought maybe he knew and didn’t confess because he understood you had been heels to Jesus for another man, more specifically his closest friend.

~

After completing your run, drenched in sweat, you headed to your private shower in your room. The sports bra you flung to the floor make a smack as you undressed and turned over the handle to splash your face with hot water, hands scrubbing your body furiously as you were still tossing over what the two Recoms had said earlier. It made you angry, sad, and anxious, fogging your mind up trying to figure out when Lyle had started acting differently, and if you DID notice but never paid proper attention. This more your mind fell down the rabbit hole, the more you understood, and the more you found yourself falling little by little for the poor Corporal. Had you had feelings for him all along and not realized? He was handsome and nice to be around, always cracking jokes. Maybe you could love him eventually just like you had with Miles.

There was a click to your room door as it slowly slid open, unbeknownst to your riled up mind occupied by washing away the day and your anxiety. Once you were clean, you dried yourself off, still wiping the backside of your ear, and stepped into your empty room, only to halt when your eyes landed on Miles and Lyle filling the tiny space, towel slowly inching down to try and cover your naked tits and privates, cheeks flushing hot. Your tail curled at the sight of them. They were away on a mission but guessing they are here with you in your quarters, alone, as you were naked, you guessed the mission was a success. Nonetheless, your body reacted, mouth swallowing deeply, as the two Marines were in their basics. Lyle had his cargo pants and not a single article covering his topside making your heart jump at how toned he was, a V of muscles disappearing into his beltline. Miles had a tank top on, big arms braced on the hip, and pants hugging his tight waist just right that had your folds excited, almost making you forget that you were naked and vulnerable.

“We had a talk,” Miles gravelly voice filled the room.

That was all that was said before Lyle stepped forward, took your face, and kissed you, tongue shoving deep into your mouth, your towel falling from your hands as your mind soared. His tongue was needy and coached yours around his in a fiery dance that had your hands trembling as they wrapped around his neck before your knees could give out.

It definitely wasn’t your plan to fall for one of the top agents on the Deja Blu team, let alone having his second in command fall for you as well. But nevertheless, here you were, on your knees, cock stuffed balls deep in your mouth while nipples were pinched and tugged from the Colonel at your back.

"Fuck, Boss, her mouth does feel amazing~"

Eyes blurry, it would be an understatement if it was said that the tears begging to spill down your overheated face were hard to suppress considering you were choking happily on the length that passed itself in and out your mouth with glee from the Corporal who groaned at the sight of your face around his manhood. Feeling a tear about to fall, you scrunched your eyes and pleaded that it would stay inside your eyeball. Lyle helped you with a thumb swiping the ball of your cheek to keep that pretty face clean of any wetness that wasn't from him, like the mixture of semen and drool leaking from your swollen lips as you delightfully whimpered sucking him up. Then a hand landed a harsh blow to the soft flesh of your ass, already angry and burning from previous disciplinary swipes to your rear whenever you allowed a drop to shed. It took many hits, but you learned, leaving your one cheek painful and aching.

Wetness pooled onto the huge, bare thigh that sat beneath your rear, pussy clenching around nothing, when you began to imagine the Corporal’s cock in your mouth inside your folds instead as, feeling the hips near your face sputter, you knew he was about to cum any minute.

“Not yet,” Miles commanded before popping you off his cock, a string of saliva dangling between your mouth and the tip. “It feels better when you’re inside her.”

Lyle tsked trying to prevent his cock from jutting his excitement on your face. He wanted to save that for later, for you, but it was hard when he took in the sloppy mess you were on his superior’s leg on the floor, as the bed was too small for three to share. Pink flashed over his bottom lip from the neediness you displayed. Wanting to give you everything, he slouched to your position onto his knees, cock still straight and weeping, wiped your face with his fingers, then embraced your lips into another breathy kiss causing you to mewl into him as he dragged his tongue around the edge of your mouth.

Being pulled into the Corporal’s lap, nothing could prepare your mind before you felt his hardness nudge against your clit as it sat upright between the small space of your legs wrapped around the body in front of you. Heat swelled your face, hands bracing his chest, as you melted further into his body edging you closer to him, hands raking down the tenderness of your backside. It was lengthy and squished into your mound that made your head dizzy. You wanted him inside you so bad, voice in your throat needy trying to get more from the Marine with every swab of your tongue along his. He rumbled out his chest and indented your skin in response, but the Colonel started to speak from behind, eyes dark and blown out from your squirming form.

“Being such a good girl, imma prep you first,” the Colonel said. “He’s gonna be big for that tight hole….” Then he chuckled. “I would know. He’s actually a good lover.”

Breaking away, your heavy lids blinked slowly at the thought of Miles and Lyle fucking in the woods while away on their previous assignment. The Recom at your front smirked.

“Oh, yeah, babygirl, we exchanged boners while away.”

At that, the world tilted until you were horizontal with the ground from Lyle leaning back onto the cool floor taking you with him, your arms folded under your breasts and over his chest to support yourself, tongue continuing to lap and travel the expanse of your mouth through the quick change in position. Then a light cry fled your lungs when the base of your tail was used to hoist your rear into the air under your knees.

Miles’ eyes grew hungry when he spread your cheeks and found the mess that leaked from your folds. It was everywhere between your thighs and covered a good portion of your plush crack making for a perfect entrance as his two long fingers played with it before sliding into your cunt in a single push. You didn’t resist, tilting yourself into his fingers that pumped you full, whining from the overwhelming emotions their passage going in and out of your slit gave. It was addicting having your like this in such an obedient angle, taking him without much complaint and eager for him to make the most of your body. Your voice got higher when his fingers plunged you nearer to falling off Lyle, the Corporal’s fingers interlocking with yours as you rocked yourself on top of him to completion. Only when you calmed down, the pads of the Colonel fingers helping you through your spell of pleasure, did he exit, listening to you below panting into Lyle’s chest. Cum covered his digits to then be cleaned off with the hard suck of his lips. Now he was painfully stiff and in need of a release himself.

“I’d say she’s ready for you, Wainfleet,” his Boss grinned at him.

For so long, his hand was his only pathway to quell his needs. There were days when he’d desperately try to replace his palm with what he’d imagine your walls accepting him in from tip to base would feel like. Now that Lyle had you, he was nervous, yet excitement drew him to you. Curiosity led him to scoop you up in his arms to then gently place you on the floor with your ass facing his hips, hands trembling when he took your waist. No number of mental fantasies could prepare him for the moment the mushroomed tip of his cock passed your folds and descended into a warm, velvety bliss that had his eyes rolling backwards.

You took him with a drawn-out moan, nails scraping the hard floor as the shaft stretched you a bit and carried you to the burning edge. He was so long and heavy and took his time filling the void until you could feel his sack brush your clit. There was a pause as the Recom savored this moment. You enjoyed the sensation of him settled inside you and figured quickly that he’d also want to appreciate this for a few seconds. It was your first time with him, causing a deep blush to spread into your features as your nose nudged the floor in your attempt to hide your delight. Then the cock moved having you see stars.

Lyle watched where you were joined and ate with his eyes how you hugged him and sucked him in with every thrust. Each buck got him groaning with the way you clenched and grabbed him so tightly and it had his brain thinking of nothing but having his cum deep inside you. After not too long, the Recom’s body flushed itself skin to skin with your backside, his cheek pressing near yours as he panted into your ear sending bursts of arousal through your core. He was quick and desperate, ramming your cunt with everything he had. Your head was blistering with your heart taking flight while your mind was altered by the large shaft hitting just the right angle.

“F-fuck-right there-don’t stop-don’t stop!” you begged.

Miles gripped just below the fuzzy tip of his subordinate’s tail and yanked it, getting from him a husky grunt. The puckered hole of his ass needed some stretching first, so the Colonel gathered some of the slick that was spilling from your stuffed folds to hastily prep the Corporal. If the throaty and rough sounds blowing into the shell of your ear were low, they got deeper as Lyle took his superior’s cock with one push. Still holding onto the tail that tried to flick in his grasp, Miles pounded into the Recom at a rapid pace.

“Oh, fuck, you’re still tight for someone who took my girth in the woods.”

The air was filled with the lewd sounds of bodies fucking each other and heavy panting. Your face dripped with sweat with a hint of a smile tugging at the edge of your mouth as your face was smushed against Lyle’s who bated hotly into your cheek, both your faces flushed with a deep cobalt. Your hand had stretched out to pillow your head instead of on the floor to which gave the Corporal space to bend his arm underneath your armpit and curl himself nearer to you in this heated mess. His other arm snaked around your stomach and prodded your hardened clit, egging a sweet whine to flow from your mouth which had him frantically circling an orgasm out of you for the second time. You never knew your day would end up like this – in the thralls with two of the deadliest RDA personnel, but you couldn’t be happier. The air was thick and warm and nothing but the sway and coupling of these three bodies could be heard in your ears. You wanted to be used, you wanted Lyle to ruin you.

“I’m-I’m close-fuck I’m close-where!?” he blushed deeply as he whimpered beside you.

“Inside,” you breathed.

Miles rutted faster as he came unglued and spilled himself with a shameless howl.

Lyle couldn’t hold himself any longer and shot his release into your walls making you cry. His cum felt amazing while it pulsated and filled you to the brim, some flooding out and down your clenched stomach.

After that, you slumped, limbs weak, feeling amazing. The Colonel pulled out first and sat on your bed with a satisfied sigh. The Recom on top of you pushed himself up and delicately pried his cock from your relaxed cunt, having enough strength to take you into his arms and place you on the bed with Miles as the two went to work cleaning you up. It was a shame thought Lyle, having to wipe up his cum from your beautifully glistening lips. He would’ve preferred to stuff it back in, but he knew he’d be back to fill up that pretty pussy again.

That night, after you gave the two Recoms goodbye kisses, you had the best sleep of your life.

~

Jogging ahead of Z-dog and Walker, this was the first time in weeks that you had outpaced the two in a run. The tattooed Recom looked over too her friend and they both shared a look of oddity, the muscular one bunching her shoulders up to indicate that she didn’t know why you were acting so spunky today.

Knowing that they most definitely noticed your good mood today, a grin spread across your features. This time, they didn’t mix up any facts. You were happy, but little did they know that the source of that joy came from the cum stuffed panties beneath your sweatpants, courtesy of Miles and Lyle who fucked you that morning ‘til both their seed dripped out your cunt.

[xstarsdiary]

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𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : pet names, needy reader, dom miles, sub reader, size kink.

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 : miles quaritch x fem human reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : really fucking short - the other prompts will be longer, 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢 𝟏𝟖+

Miles sat at his desk, reading through files and submitting work as he so desperately tried to ignore how your gummy walls suctioned his cock, squeezing his thick length and drenching it with your sticky arousal.

The two of you had been like this for an hour or so, your small tawtute pussy begging to be fucked as whines and mewls escaped your throat every so often. Your head rested against his big, muscular chest which was only covered by his thin forest green tank top as miles used one of his large navi hands to hold both of yours behind your back, his other hand used to do work.

“Miles..” you managed to breathe out, his name used as a plead to fuck you. Your clenching pussy tempted him, it drove him fucking mad and all he wanted to do was absolutely destroy you, to pound into your tiny pussy until all you could think of was his cock.

He pushed those thoughts aside as he remembered how pleasing it was to see you like this. So small. So full. So needy. He knew that he would snap soon though but he wanted to see just how far he could push himself.

“Jus’ a few more minutes, princess. You can have me soon. I promise.” His gruff voice comes out, a groan threatening to leave his mouth as he gulps. One more file. One more, Miles. He tells himself, knowing that he won’t be able to get through just one more.

@plooto ❥

[blue-sadie]

Feeling The Heat

Them with a breeding kink

Your screams of pleasure and crys of is ecstasy would've woken up the everyone but he was smart to smart.

He cornered you while you were making food for you and him, he watched you like a predator looking at his pray.

You drove him to this you drove him into this lust driven state his pants bearly containing his hard cock and now your hips were bruised from his tight hold.

Your body was limp on the ground only jolting from his ruthless thrusts, he'll bore his teeth and any sound that isn't from you.

His cum oozing out around his cock and he'll mock you for not keeping it in and he'll remind you each time you cum that he owns you.

Jake, Tsu'tey, Miles, Lyle, Neteyam, Aonung, Lo'ak, Anakin, Obi wan, Din, Rex

[plooto]

⋆˙✧⋆｡ kinkmas day 3 — lingerie + stockings ｡⋆✧˙⋆

warnings ❆. inter-species ! established ! relationship , reader is scientist , pet names ( doll , little colonel , princess , darlin’ , pumpkin ) , cursing , using the ‘lord’s name in vain’ , daddy kink , marking , size kink , lingerie , stockings , fingering , p i v , soft quaritch , pwp .

now playing : baby it’s cold outside ; idina menzel ft michael dublé

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you couldn’t ignore how frustrated your nine-foot tall boyfriend has been these past few weeks..his shoulders were more tense than normal and you were sure his boss was doing her favorite thing - talking his ear off. you had the night off tonight, working real hard around the freezing bridgehead city, to give your boyfriend some much needed tlc.

except, that was the last thing on your mind - tender loving care. you wanted to make his troubles wash away, and not with deep muscle back rubs.

you’d been hiding a pretty white lace outfit, one you managed to get your hands on after miles mentioned something about seeing you in something different.

“ y’always talkin’ ‘bout lookin’ pretty, right doll? ” you sat up on his stomach, palms pressing against his chest as you looked at him with his favorite pair of eyes - doe like and sinfully innocent. nodding your head, you waited for his response.

“ o‘course, i prefer you with nothing at all, ” he gives you a smirk, tilting his head as big golden eyes raked down your form, drinking in the sight of you. he taps your thigh gently, “ but, somethin’ sheer, the lacey one that cover yer body, what- what’s that called again- ” you look up to the ceiling, eyebrows pulling together as you thought.

“ lingerie? ” you asked with a tilt of your head. he sucked his teeth, flashing you a devious smile as his mind filled with possibilities.

“ that’s the thing..lingerie. ”

and tonight was the night that you would use it - to make his mind numb. you were nervous as you walked from your room to his, praying to the deity the na’vi believed in that no one would look in your direction to notice your legs donned a prettier set of stockings. with pounding heart and shaky hands, you tugged the lab coat tighter as you tried not to listen to how loud your little mary janes were tapping against the grippy floor tile. as you got closer to his room, you moved a bit faster.

“ hey, little colonel. ” your blood went cold as you froze, you were so close. you slowly turned to see corporal lyle.

“ oh, hi lyle. ” your voice cracked, praying he ignored it and the riding heat to your face. he places his hands on his hips and didn’t bother to kneel down to your height,

“ the colonel isn’t in there yet, ” your eyebrows raised to feign surprise. you knew he wasn’t back yet, you were supposed to be the surprise. pulling your head out of the clouds you shuffled uncomfortably on your feet, partially from friction of the lab coat through the lace, partially from the freezing temperatures of the building. lyle took a heavy breath through his respirator, waiting for your response as if fell against his chest.

“ oh! um.. could you tell him i’ll be in here? i- i need to talk to him..about something.. ” the recom before you nodded, eyebrow raising as he committed your request to memory,

“ sure, i’ll pass along the message. ” you thanked him, waiting for him to leave before pressing your thumb to the keypad, tip toeing to reach it. the hiss from the door mimicked the sigh that left your lips. you slipped inside immediately and waited for the door to close. your shoulders dropped with relief as you looked around the room, walking around to decide where you should wait for him. you looked around, your brain moving thousands of miles an hour trying to come up with a plan that would have him weak at the knees. you didn’t hear the door open, but you did hear the thud of his boots against the ground as they got louder and louder.

“ darlin’? lyle said you wanted to talk t’me. ” you turned your head to him, but not turning fully.

“ w- wait! ” you fumbled out, hearing his footsteps halt immediately, you chewed on your bottom lip, deepening it’s color as you thought. cursing under your breath, you removed the lab coat, letting it fall to the ground. you heard his breath hitch, not knowing what to expect, you screwed your eyes shut.

“ y- fuck, turn around f’me. ” swallowing the rising lump in your throat, you did as you were told, not lifting your head from the imaginary dot on the ground.

“ look at me, princess. ” the masses of butterflies in your stomach took flight, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him. you heard the taps of his boots on the ground, the next moment, you saw his dark camo of his pants bend in front of you, a warm hand cupping under your chin. miles turned your face to force your eyes to look at his,

“ y’did all this f’me? ” you nod shyly. his ears pin back, a gentle smile, one that was exclusively for your eyes only, spreading across his face. “ turn around, lemme take a look at ya. ” when your eyes widen ever so slightly miles places a kiss to your lips, calming your nerves as if he could smell them. your hands went to his wrists, an attempt to keep him there, the need for him to drink away all your frets in the front of your mind.

as miles pulls away from the kiss, his hands move to your waist, giving you a gentle push backwards so he can take a proper look at you. one hand down at his side, the other rests on his knee as he watches you turn with dilated eyes.

“ slower. ” he stretched the o sound, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth - admiring how the hem and how it sunk into the supple flesh of your ass nicely. he resisted giving your plump cheeks a pinch, but he couldn’t help wrapping his fingers around your waist, pulling you to sit on his raised knee. you yelped, not expecting your feet to leave the ground. miles was excited, eyes burning with lust - a feeling he hasn’t felt since his teen years. a feeling only you could provoke.

“ y’don’t know what y’re doin’ to me darlin- ” the hardness in his pants throbbed as you squirmed in his lap, your arousal seeping through the lacy material and the aroma reaching his nose.

“ do y’like it? ” using his speech pattern you inquired. his smirk grew, miles pulled your wrist in his hand, leading you to feel the bulge in his pants - the problem you created. he watched as your face warmed when you felt how hard he was, how hard you made him.

propping you on his bicep, he slipped out of his shoes, sauntering over to the bed before unceremoniously dropping you on it.

“ oomph! mil- ” he silenced you with a hard kiss to your lips. miles quaritch wasn’t a patient man thoroughly displayed when he tore the bottom half of the pretty lace.

“ i’ll find you new ones. ” he reasoned as he sucked harsh kisses into your neck, textured tongue dancing over the dark splotches. large fingers found their way between your thighs, teasing your slicked entrance. you cursed, fingers finding the elastic of the stocking to pull them off.

“ ah-ah.. ” in a swift motion, your hands were pinned above your head, miles sitting up higher to peer at your pouted lips.

“ so pretty. ” he murmured to himself. your lips parted, dead set on scolding him for teasing you, instead a moan tumbled from them.

he pushed a finger into you, groaning as he felt your warmth invite him. his finger was big, you felt full, yet not nearly as full as you should be.

“ ah! mi- ” you started, whimpering when you felt his finger leave leave your core,

“ y’know better than that w’did i teach you? ” you whined, hips grinding against nothing,

“ daddy please~ ” you pleaded, with a smirk he tugged the lace down off your chest, exposing your chest, nipples growing taut from the cold air. you gasped - you should have known this wasn’t going to make it past this night.

“ good girl. ” he growled, head dipping to latch onto your nipple, two fingers plunging inside you to curl at the spongy spot inside your velvety walls.

“ fuck me- ” you cried, head falling back against the pillow as your back arched into his chest. you clenched around him, the stretch being just enough to force your eyes shut with pleasure. you couldn’t contain the moans that fell from your pretty lips as he thrusts his fingers uncoordinatedly inside you, tongue swirling around your nipple.

miles pushed another finger inside you, lips departing from your nipple to watch your eyes screw shut. fuck his hands were so large- you held familiar heat flood your stomach, not giving you a heads up as you made a mess of his hand.

“ fuck- d- daddy ‘m sorry! ” you tried to reason, feeling his fingers leave you immediately.

“ ‘nd you were doing so good pumpkin. so good. ” he tasked, his left hands holding your wrists releasing you before manhandling you onto your stomach. you couldn’t see what he was doing, but you when you heard the clink of his belt and weight shifting behind you. you turned your head to the side, desperate to catch a glimpse of the pretty appendage he donned.

“ ah fuck- m- daddy! ” you cried as the thick head of his cock breached your entrance, miles’ hips working in inch by thick inch. a growl left him as he watched your lips spread around his cock, eyes narrowing at he white ring you left as he pulled his hips back, the head teasing departure. you wanted to whine, to wiggle - to disobey, but a large hand pushed your shoulders, relishing in the feel of the lace beneath his fingers as he pushed you deeper into the sheets. he sunk inside you fully, your belly bulging with nothing but him.

“ christ fuck yer drippin’. ” your eyes rolled back in your head as a choked moan left our lips, bruised from your feeble attempts to muffle your cries. he set a brutal pace, not giving you a second longer to adjust to his size, not like you wanted to. you fisted at the sheets beneath you, desperate to hold onto something as you tried to form coherent sentences, thoughts.

he knew your brain was fried, your pussy told him so. the way you were sucking him in told it all. so he gave you what you wanted, unhindered, unrestrained, his hips snapped with rough thrusts. you wailed, taping against the bed uncoordinatedly.

“ y’gonna cum princess? ” you nodded - tried to. “ use yer words. ” he slowed his hips only a fraction to allow you room to think, to ask for permission just the way he liked it.

“ close- da- fuck! daddy please! can i? ” you pleaded with him, you weren’t near coherent, he wouldn’t be fucking you right if you were. his other hand gripped your hip, imprinting his hand into your skin.

“ hold it. ” he growled, pulling your hips down to meet his with unwavering force, hips stuttering as he felt his balls grow tight.

“ fuck- now princess. c’mon give it t’me. ” he snarled as your body responded immediately, shaking with white hot pleasure as you reached your peak, pulling your dreamwalker boyfriend down with you. a string of curses left his lips as he emptied himself inside you, his stomach tensing with the force of his orgasm.

“ christ. look at the mess y’made. ” he panted, pulling out slowly as he watched his seed slip out of your abused hole. you shivered as you were filled with emptiness, knees sliding out from under you as your hips flattened against the bed. you didn’t notice miles leave the bed, the memories replaying in your mind as your ass throbbed. he kneeled beside you, lips brushing against your ear as he whispered.

“ now y’can take tha stockings off. ”

tags -> @luvv4j4ybe11

[persefolli]

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐘𝐞𝐬

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐏𝐖𝐏

You threw your head back and screamed out into the open as you reached yet another orgasm. Tonowari, Jake, and Quaritch had all come to battle each other into suckering you into mating with them. Little did the four of you know that it would end like this. The three took their turns with you, alternating between your fucked out holes and mouth.

“Gotta choose girl.” Jake held your legs up and thrusted into you, minding his best friend's cock that rested in your other hole beneath him. 

“I- I can’t!” You choked out.

“The answer is clear really.” He scoffed. Jake watched you whimper beneath him, taking his bottom lip between his lips as he felt his cock twitch. “Squeezin my cock like this,” He panted. “You want me don’t you mama?” He leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips before turning you head to the side. He watched intensively as Miles slid his cock between your plump lips, muffling your moans. 

“You take your time sweetheart.” Tonowari whispered in your ear. “Don’t let them pressure you.” You let out a whimper in response, grabbing his bent thigh to reassure him. 

Miles grabbed the back of your head and pushed down to the hilt of your throat, hitting your uvula with every thrust. His fingers pressed into your scalp so deeply you knew he was coming close. Your vision became dazed as you felt yourself reaching that high again. 

“Look at me, peach, watch me ruin that mouth.” Miles clenched his teeth together and panted like a wild animal. A loud grumble left his lips as he finally came, spurting his seed in your mouth and down your throat with ease. 

Instinctively you swallowed, and that set Miles off.

“See that boys? I think she made her decision.”

You began convulsing against both Jake and Tonowari, squirting and reaching your high while Jake was still thrusting. “Fuck you.” He glared at Miles.

 Soon after, he began leaking into you, groaning and sticking his thumb in your mouth as he came right in you.

Jake pulled out and chuckled.

Tonowari flipped you over and pressed your head into the mat,  sinking right back into your asshole.

“I choose- I choose all three of you!” You let out before you would become incapable of speaking again.

“I think that’s an amazing idea sweetheart.” Tonowari pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade. 

“Not Bad.” Jake said amused.  “I’m not against it.” Miles bit his lip. 

Tonowari continued to pound into you until he reached his peak, grunting and leaning down beside you. He enveloped you in his arms as the other two worked to clean the mess the four of you had made.

[xylianasblog]

Blinded

Pairings: Recom Quaritch x Fem human reader

Summary: Alone time when miles was away was very much needed, yet you loved when he came back and gave you nice surprises.

Warnings: MDNI, anal, double penetration, masturbation, size difference.

♥ 18+ ♥ no minors! ♥ 18+ ♥ no minors! ♥ 18+ ♥ no minors! ♥ 18+ ♥

Your soft whines and cries of pleasure filled your room as you fucked yourself, the toy hitting all the right spots. Your breaths came out in heavy pants, legs sliding open showing off everything as you slunk down more. Face now buried into the sheets to muffle your cries slightly.

You weren’t aware of your door sliding open, or that Quaritch had the perfect view of your ass up in the air, spread wide giving him the perfect view of you. He felt his cock harden against the fabric of his briefs; his tail swayed around idly as his ears flattened. Your sweet scent filled his entire senses, overwhelming him with your arousal.

He let out a gruff noise as he moved around taking off his clothes, he watched as you consumed yourself with your own pleasure. Completely unaware of his presence in the room until he positioned himself behind you.

Your body shuddered at the feeling is his large hands on your ass, the entirety of his length pressed against you. He rubbed himself along your free hole, watching the way your hands faltered momentarily. He chuckled but said nothing as he looked at you.

He sat still watching you fuck into yourself weakly with your toy, the saliva collecting at the tip of his tongue. Once he was satisfied with the amount he pulled his cock away from your twitching hole, sticking his tongue out he watched the saliva pool around your puckered hole before dribbling down to your drenched cunt. You heard the sound of his gruff voice mumbling, but you weren’t aware of the words that left his mouth. Not until you felt the tip of his cock pressing into your second hole.

Your body tensed up before relaxing at the soft circles he traced onto the skin of your ass, small whimpers left your lips as you felt hun push in inch by inch. Slowly until every inch of him was settled nicely into you, your body taking the size of him so well.

Your mind went blank, having both of your holes filled at the same time was overwhelmingly satisfying yet fulfilling. He leaned forward slightly, large hand wrapping around your neck firmly holding you there as he began moving. His thrusting was slow letting your body adjust to the intrusion, the sensation of him hitting so deep inside you against the trust of your dildo had you whimpering and whining. Your soft cries filled the room along with the sound of his grunts and soft praises.

His hand would tighten around your neck as he started out slow, each new thrust at a different pace. With each thrust he’d pull an inch out before pushing back in watching how you’d swallow his dick. Soft, Gummy walls clinging to him each time he pulled out. “That’s it.. good girl... take it..”

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[fanfiction-blep]

I have a request! And you can make it as smutty or fluffy you want dealers choice lol. How about Navi Miles and partner having a risky s€X. Thanks in advance if you choose to run with this idea your work is great🥹🥹🥹

Hey annon! thanks for the love it means the world. I love this idea so much...

Miles Quaritch x Reader short image...

Warnings: smut, public sex. Dirty talk. Little degradation.

His large hands were on the curve off your ass holding you in place as his hips pushed you against the wall, a rhythmic motion causing a repetitive bump, bump, bump of your head against the cold steel.

"Fuck" He growled under his breath head buried in the space between yours neck and shoulder canines grazing the skin. He had dragged you into the briefing room after you had sassed him publicly. "Ya wanna act like a slut in public. I'll treat ya like one" You two had never truly explored risky sex but the idea of someone anyone walking in on you in that moment caused your walls to clench and electricity to spread down your spine.

"Please-" The whine that left your throat was almost pitiful he had hoped, having you like this against the wall for almost thirty minuets keeping a tortuously slow pace, teasing you, edging you.

"Please what princess?" He hummed against your shoulder biting down gently "You being a good girl all of a sudden? common use you're words for a change-" His pace picked up a little making it harder to talk, and the bastard knew it. He enjoyed witnessing the effects he has on you, and in this moment you were cock drunk. He was going to take in every second. His grip on your flesh tightened as footsteps approached the door. "Common. Use. You're. Words" He grunted between thrusts.

"Please let me cum" You begged him your head falling back against the wall small tears forming in your eyes from the lack of an orgasm.

"There's a good girl, ya know if I didn't know any better I'd say ya wanted to get caught" You tightened around him at the though. "Ohhh" The word was a chuckle as his hips picked up the pace, one of the hands previously on your behind was now pushing his fingers against your clit at a firm pace. "You wanna have someone walk in on us, you want people to see how good i can fuck you" He was growling once again his hips rutting into yours at a cruel speed. "Go on then, cum all over my dick. Let me hear ya" The footsteps got closer to the door and that was it you were done, clamping down on his member you fell forward on to his shoulder whining under your breathing, thanking him and praising him. He followed shortly behind you, the feeling of you cumming around him the final straw. "We need to do this more often" He laughed placing a kiss to you're temple.

[pearlsinmyhair]

kinktober day two - voice kink

miles quaritch

content: voice kink (duh). nsfw (immediately. no lead into it.) size difference (fem!human reader x recom!quaritch.) p in v sex. unprotected sex. slight exhibitionism. discussion of daddy kink. kink discovery.

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“Oh fuck, Miles please-“ you whined against the pillow as Quaritch fucked you into the mattress, your body jolting with each sharp thrust of his hips. Your pussy squelched with each intrusion, not meant to take a dick like this but needing to have it all the same.

Quaritch loomed over you, holding your hips with one hand and the back of your neck with the other, keeping you still as his pace quickened. He could tell you were close, could see the way your thighs trembled and feel how your pussy clamped down on his cock.

“Yeah, sweetheart?” he gritted out, the hand against your neck moving to rest bedside your face for balance as he leaned forward more. The arch of your back deepened, and he rammed against your cervix, the only barrier keeping him from practically piercing you. “Gonna cum on my cock? Taking it so well, doing so good f’me.”

You moaned incoherently at his words, nodding your head against the pillow as his hips slapped against yours mercilessly. Your poor tiny body was going to be wrecked tomorrow.

But right as he felt himself tip over the edge, his RDA-issued phone rang, LYLE WAINFLEET in white type across the screen.

His thrusts came to a halt, and you let your displeasure be known by groaning. Quaritch understood your frustration: not only had you both been denied your orgasms, but this phone call was a part of a general trend. No one could leave him the fuck alone, apparently. It seemed like everyone needed his input, or his permission, or his presence.

And it always, always happened when he was with you.

Quaritch kissed your shoulder as he reached over you for the phone, but you shrugged him off and turned your head away, wrapping your arms around the pillow.

He exhaled a sigh before pressing the green answer button at the bottom of the comically large device. “This better be damn important, Corporal.”

Throughout the call, Quaritch made sure that you didn’t feel forgotten. He ran his palm along your spine slowly, moving your hair out of the way to message a knot out of your neck with his thumb. He kept his dick inside of you, and occasionally your walls would flutter against him or a slight shift of your hips would squeeze. It was nothing he couldn’t handle.

That is, until Wainfleet decided to tell him a particularly frustrating piece of information, and he growled. It was a Na’vi trait that he’d got from this body, accompanied with all the other various new additions to his physiology. But as he opened his mouth to reply, you clamped down on him. Hard.

Quaritch choked on his words, his hips rocking forward into you of their own volition. His eyes snapped back to your body, watching your shoulders tense.

And sure enough, you slowly moved your head to the side and peered at him over your shoulder, face flushed and eyes wide.

Wainfleet’s repeated “Colonel?”s brought him back to reality, and he carefully leaned forward over you until his mouth was right up to your neck, his breath ticking the hairs along your skin.

“Can you repeat that?” Quaritch replied, keeping his voice low. And there it was again. A tightening of your cunt and a shiver.

Oh.

He couldn’t stop himself from grinning as he continued the conversation, noting each reaction you had to his voice. Especially how you were determined to hide your face against the pillow, refusing to even look at him.

When finally, finally, the call ended, he tossed the phone somewhere behind him on the bed. Again, he leaned forward, his words dripping with the sugary sweetness that always accompanied his speech when he found something new to torture you with.

“What’s that all about, sweetheart?” Quaritch cooed, and you whined as he pressed his front against your back, pushing you further into the mattress. When you didn’t answer him, he frowned and pressed his head to your shoulder, resting his cheek against it to try and get a look at your expression. You still gripped his cock like a vice, and he was being real patient for you to go and be a brat.

“Imma give you one more chance to fess up, and then I’m not gonna be so nice.” he said lowly. All he had to do now was wait.

And sure enough, you slowly turned your head to look at him, albeit from over your crossed arms, just barely meeting his eyes. You knew by now from the months with Quaritch that when he gave an ultimatum, he wasn’t to be trifled with. Hell, you had a bite mark still bruised into the inside of your thigh to prove that defiance never came without consequence.

But Miles was always sure to start out slow with these things, and now he tapped at the arm concealing your full face from him. You moved it down to your chest, and he smirked when he took in your embarrassed expression. “Was it about me being on the phone?” he questioned, and you shook your head.

“You got a humiliation kink or something?”

“No.”

“… Exhibitionism?”

“No, Miles.”

“Is it because you wanted to make me-“

“Jesus, Miles, just-“ you grunted, reaching a hand back and slapping his shoulder three times, your sign for him to get off. He did so, leaning back up and pulling out of you. You whimpered at the feeling, and he let out a quiet chuckle as you rolled over to face him. Miles helped lift you when you winced at sore muscles, easily plopping you down on his lap. For once, he bit his tongue.

“I’m surprised you even know that much, you geezer.” you said as you peered up at him, and he squeezed your waist. “Better quit beatin’ round the bush, y/n.” he replied, and you glared.

After a few moments of silence, you finally let out some kind of answer, though it was said to his chest instead of his face.

“What was that?”

“Bad hearing finally catch up to you, old man?”

“Y/n.”

“It’s your voice.”

Now that gave him pause. “The hell do you mean?” he questioned, peering down at your flushed face.

You opened and closed your mouth a few times before replying “I mean it’s the way your voice sounds that made me… that made me squeeze.” You still wouldn’t meet his eyes.

Miles lifted your chin with his pointer finger, tilting your head up until your gaze found his. “Ain’t nothin to be ashamed of.” he said, moving his thumb along your jawline. Sometimes the size difference still made him awestruck, the way his hand could cover your whole face if he wanted to.

“Remember when we talked about how I liked you calling me daddy?” he recalled as he lowered you back down to the bed, and you snorted. Now that had been a shameful day for him, and one that you loved to bring up when he got a little too cocky during your private moments.

“All it means…” he whispered against the shell of your ear as he pressed back into you. Your pussy welcomed him back without hassle, and your legs spread automatically to make room for him. “is that I have another weapon in my arsenal to make you tick.”

The clench was delicious as you listened to him, and he fought back a groan as he forced his hips into a slow rhythm.

“And you know there’s nothing I love more, Princess…” his voice rumbled against your neck. Your keened, throwing your head back.

“… than making you tick.”

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an: i’m back~

taglist: @mild-disorganization @deobipabooo @belladonna-is-alive @rainbowsocks

[pandoraslxna]

💥Quaritch please

A headcanon I’ve made of Quaritch:

He‘s a huge flirt if he’s truly interested in someone. Prepare yourself for lots of pet names and seductive / teasing jokes, simply because he enjoys seeing you flustered. He‘s also very touchy and has to get his hands on you whenever he can, even if it’s just something simple like a hand on your lower back or holding his hand out for you to take when you execute the samson helicopter (ever the gentleman). Definitely tries to get a peak into your blouse when you bend down or checks out your ass when you walk by and nobody’s watching. He’s a little pervert but very good at hiding it.

[vinciwolf]

Loyalty

Recom!Miles Quaritch x (fem)Na'vi!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Slow Romance, Enemies to Lovers, Action, Violence, Blood, Death

Summary: After your soul transfer from a diseased body to a healthy Avatar, you lived a somewhat peaceful life on Pandora for fifteen years. During that time, Spider was like an adoptive son to you. You taught him everything he needed to know to survive. One day when he and the Sully kids run into bad luck that leads to your capture, you must make sense of your changing world, and heart, revolving around the RDA's mission to find Jake Sully, including the Recombinant leader who hunts him.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 - 1/2

Part 5 - 2/2

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Epilogue

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The Lie of Providence - Recom/Na'vi Miles Quaritch x Na'vi Female Reader - Masterlist

Rating: Adult, Explicit (eventually) Relationships: Recom Miles Quaritch x AFAB Na'vi Reader Tags/Warnings: Slow Burn, Romance, Redemption Arc, Angst, Comfort, Family, Sibling Shenanigans, Eventual Smut, Fluff (might add more later), Dreams don't make sense, Ewya is testing you and you have not studied Author's Note: I don't know what I'm doing LMAO! I havn't written fanfic in over a decade?? But I keep reading deliectable Quaritch x Reader fics so I got inspired to try my own! I hope you enjoy :)

Summary: You are the eldest child of Jake & Neytiri. When you were a child, you had strange dreams of a Human man. As you grew older, so did your frequent dream visits. He is cold and mean to you. You don't understand why. Yet despite his disposition, sometimes he does engage with you in conversation. Miles is his name. But one day, the visits suddenly stop. You chalk it up to the imagination of a child. Yes that's what he was; an imaginary friend. Yet when you and your siblings are suddenly in trouble, caught in the clutches of Dreamwalkers, you are unsettled to see a familiar face. Though he doesn't seem to recognize you at all.

Chapter Index:

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 (coming soon)

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Broken Girl

Imagine

You being jakes sister and being captured with spider and over the months miles slowly broken you into becoming his personal slave so after every mission he comes back to his room and fucks his frustration out on you saying

"That's a good slave, waiting for me to come home and fuck you stupid don't cha"

Full Oneshot

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Needy quaritch? (I came from @hinataashoyos blog and saw your asks hehe)

plzzz I love your writing a lot and I have hornee thoughts-

Oh bb ofc<3

Quaritch is that kind of man that you have to rip the moans from.

You need to warm him up for a while with some teasing until you decide to go all out and fuck him till his cheeks are tinted with a purple blush and his eyes are unfocused and hazy.

He seems like a quiet man, doesn’t he?

Fuck that. This man, especially in his new body, is the kind to need to moan till his throat gives out.

But he’s a little shit, AINT he? The kind to muffle himself unless you slap him around like the whore he is<3

And obviously if mama don’t behave, then it’s best to just…edge him.

Watch as the little composure he had falls apart when you deny him every single orgasm. When he’s close he’ll arch his back and whine, panting as his knuckles dig into the sheets.

Watch as he cries after every single denial. Watch as he holds your arm tightly as his legs shake from straining.

Watch as he tries to hide that pretty little orgasm from you.

He’s not good at it, obviously. He’s just a needy little slut who likes to cum. He will arch his back like a mf stripper, he will whine, and the telltale is ALWAYS the way small tears of pleasure prick his eyes.

His poor lips are swollen from how much he’s biting them.

And if he whines about it and complains a bit too much, then you know that to make it worse you’ll let him cum, yes, but then you just. Won’t stop.

You’ll smile and coo at him as you watch the poor man shake like a leaf. He’ll moan like there’s no tomorrow, he doesn’t even care if he’s getting teased about it the next day.

You’ll smirk at this stupid man when he can’t stop cumming all over your hands and his own body, making a mess of himself.

But he doesn’t care.

He just loves how it feels.

Also thank you for finding me! @hinataashoyos is an amazing writer and I hope you enjoy their works! Tbh they’re the only reason I have a following even if it’s 29 people, I’m very grateful to them<3

[neteyamsoare]

Miles Quaritch — "Well, ain't this a bitch."

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