#recom JA

[backmuscles21]

You're Supposed To Be Ours

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You are an RDA chemist, you have caught the eyes of all the recoms. They can be a little possessive. So, when they see you talking with someone else, they need to teach you your place and where you belong. Warnings: smut, belly bulge, size kink, begging, spanking, orgasm denial/delay, punishment, possessive behaviour, sub/dom undertones

You came to Pandora as a chemist, they needed you to run tests on water, plants, rocks, and other elements. Basically, what they wanted you to do was make a periodic table for the things on Pandora.

Easier said than done.

However, you did love your job and you loved the planet. One thing you loved the most about your job was the new relationship you started. You have an avatar body for when you go on missions to collect samples to test and figure out their composition. Since you have a trillion-dollar avatar body and were only a scientist, you needed protection. And what better protection than the new Na’vi recom soldiers? Plus, they were tall, strong, and muscular.

So that is how you met your new lovers. You learned that they were a little hard-headed, very strong, very loyal, and pretty jealous. Not necessarily jealous of each other, they saw themselves as a family, but with literally anyone else. When you told them you liked boy boys and girls you couldn’t talk to a single soul without them feeling a tinge of jealousy. Some were good at hiding it others had it written all over their face, it didn’t really bother you too much, you had them.

You would go to work and then go back to them, sometimes in your human body or in your avatar. Not too many people knew you were with all the recoms, the only people that really knew were some of the people in your department. They had seen you with them when they dropped you off or came by to pick you up after you finished work or when they would visit you while you were working. It was always someone different, but it was always one of your tall blue lovers.

Some of your co-workers liked to pick on you a little for being with them and fucking the aliens. You didn’t care, you loved them deeply, and you wouldn’t ever trade them for the world.

But one day, when one of them came to visit you while you were working, they saw you talking with some of your co-workers. You were laughing and smiling and you just tucked your hair behind your ears, you did that when you were flustered.

It was Prager who came to visit you, he was feeling tired and in a cuddly mood and he always sought you out when he got that way. He was angry that you’d be talking with this guy that you worked with. You should be laughing with anyone but them, you were theirs. So, Prager went back to the recom common room to tell everyone what he saw.

He stormed back to the common room, punched in the door code and stomped in.

“What happened? Did she say she had to work? Cause I told you so,” Lopez said with a smirk.

Prager didn’t answer, instead, he gathered everyone in the common area.

“What’s going on? Care to explain?” Miles asked.

“I went to see her and I saw her but she was talking and laughing with another guy. They were supposed to be working and she even tucked her hair behind her ears. She was flirting with him; I couldn’t believe it. So, I came back here to tell you guys,” Prager explained.

“What was she doing?” Mansk asked, always trying to work out situations, giving you the benefit of the doubt.

“She was by her microscope, she was writing on some papers, but then she stopped and she gave him her undivided attention,” Prager explained

“Well, let’s go see this then,” Lyle said wanting to confirm it.

Miles put his arm out to stop Lyle, “no. We wait till she finishes work, she has to anyway. Then we will confront her. You know she can’t lie worth a damn and will crumble under us. She can also explain her side of the story and we will go from there.”

“Are we gonna punish her?” Walker asked with a slight smirk.

“Depends. She might have an explanation and then we will just tone down our usual punishment. If she doesn’t deny it and says what she did, we will use a lesser punishment. If she tries to hide it and denies it, we will go no bars held. She knows her safe word,” Miles explained to everyone.

“When is she done?” Zdog asked.

“A few hours. I’ll pick her up. I intimidate her the most,” Miles said as he smirked at his fellow soldiers.

“So, what do we do till then?” Ja asked.

“We could try to get her out early. Maybe do a random walk-by and see if it’s continuing?” Fike suggested.

“That’s the first smart thing you’ve ever said,” Lopez smirked.

“Go fuck yourself,” Fike said to Lopez with a scoff and smile while rolling his eyes.

So, a few hours passed and Miles left a couple of minutes before you were supposed to finish for the day. He walked in front of the glass doors of the chemistry lab, there were multiple scientists working away. Then his eyes landed on you, looking into different Petri dishes and writing stuff down. He fell in love with you all over again, he couldn't believe how gorgeous you were. Both your human body and your avatar body were absolutely stunning, he understood why people wanted you, not that they’d ever get you.

He opened the door and walked in, he saw you look up and smile brightly. He walked over to you and placed his hands on your shoulders and watched you finish your notes.

“I’m almost done give me five minutes.”

“Take your time cupcake,” Miles said patting your shoulders.

He noticed your co-workers staring at you and him and then whispering to each other, he knew they liked to gossip. He wasn’t bothered by them and he knew you weren’t either but he still didn’t like it. He gave them a slight scowl and turned back towards you.

Finally, you and him left the lab and went to the recom-only areas. Once you entered the room and saw all of your lovers right there you were surprised.

“Woah, what’s going on? Did I miss something? Is there a special occasion?” You said slightly nervous.

Miles came up behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders and squeezed a little bit. “We needed to talk to you about something and we need you to be honest.”

“What’s up?” You said it slowly, you were kind of scared.

“Were you flirting with one of your co-workers today?” Miles asked.

“Flirting? You think I would purposely flirt with someone I work with? That’s like giving that person a death wish. I wasn’t trying to flirt with anyone, if that happened, I’m sorry that it did, it was not my intention.”

“But you were flustered. I saw you tuck your hair behind your ears,” Prager said.

“I was using my microscope a lot today and I forgot my hair tie. You know how I hate my hair in my face. I just happened to tuck my hair behind my ears a lot today.”

“But you were laughing and talking with him then you looked down and tucked your hair behind your ears. You were flustered, he made you flustered.”

“I swear I never intended for that to happen. I have to talk with my coworkers, I need them to tolerate me. I work with them and there’s no replacing them or me so we have to get along. I promise I was not intentionally flirting with anyone I work with.”

“But you were being friendly,” Lyle said.

“Yeah, but I need to be. I need them to like me. I’m friendly to anyone I talk to. I don’t talk to a lot of people other than you guys but I’m not an asshole.”

“I think you need to learn your place,” Miles said leaning over to whisper in your ear.

Your eyes went wide, they planned on punishing you for this.

“Do I need my avatar for this?”

“No, we will be tame enough for a human.”

You breathed out loudly through your nose trying to calm yourself. You didn’t hate when this happened, it was hot. However, it was just a lot and it was tiring and it was just so much for your little body.

Miles started to move his hands down to your hips, then he moved them from your hips to slide up your sides and take your shirt off. You lifted your arms to help him take your shirt off, he threw your top onto the floor and touched your smooth skin again. His hands went to your back and unclasped your bra, he took it off you as well and let it fall to the floor. Miles smiled as he watched everyone state at you, he placed his large hands on your tits and pulled you into his body. He started to play with your nipples and it made you cry out.

You could see the smirks on everyone’s faces as they watched you whine while being toyed with. Miles' hands then found the hem of your pants, he unbuttoned them and let them fall to the floor.

“These are cute,” Miles said as he revealed your panties to the recoms. He grabbed the band of your panties on your hip and let it slap against your skin.

“Now, be a good girl and go apologize to Prager first. He wanted you so badly and he had to see you openly flirting,” Miles said as he slapped your ass as you walked over to Prager.

You sat on Prager’s lap and kissed him; Prager’s hands roamed your body before staying on your hips. He squeezed the flesh of your hips and occasionally your butt, you found yourself naturally rolling your hips into him. You could feel him getting harder and harder, you then got off him to kneel in front of him. You started to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants; you pulled out his hard cock. Your hands were so tiny compared to his Na’vi-sized dick; you stroked him a few times before you took him into your mouth.

It was hard to take him into your mouth but you pushed through, his hand grasped at your hair as you sucked him off. He was moaning out lowly as you did the best you could to get as deep as possible, what you couldn’t reach you stroked. Prager was trying to not jerk his hips and start fucking your face but he couldn’t help it, you were just so good. You focused on his head, pushing your tongue onto it and swirling it around. You tried to keep your teeth from hitting his shaft but it was so hard when he was stretching your mouth to its limits. You knew he was close just from the way his thighs twitched and his cock twitched in your mouth.

You pushed him to the back of your throat as he came, it went right down and as you pulled off him, you looked up at him. He was smiling, he looked so blissed out.

“Do you forgive me?”

“Of course, baby,” Prager said stroking your head.

“Don’t be so nice to her. We’re not done here,” Miles said as he walked over to you and picked you up.

Miles placed you down on your stomach on one of the recom-sized tables, your legs dangled helplessly as he held you there with a hand on your back. Lyle walked up next to Miles and kissed your back a few times, his hand then replaced Miles as he stood behind you. He ground his semi-erect cock into your butt before his other hand stroked down your back, landing on your left butt cheek.

“You gonna count ‘em?”

You nodded, “yeah,” you breathed out feeling yourself get more turned on.

His large hand landed a good smack on your butt cheek, it had a good echoing sound.

“One,” you staggered out.

His hand gripped your butt cheek after the smack, his hand rubbed the area as it left your skin coming down again.

“Two.”

You could hear him snickering as he played with your butt cheek a bit before landing a few concurrent slaps to your left cheek.

“Three.”

“Four.”

“Five.”

You couldn’t lie, it was starting to hurt. You knew that this is what was supposed to happen, it was supposed to cause a bit of pain. You liked it but their recom size and strength was a bit much, it just felt raw more than painful, but you could still handle it.

“Six,” you whined out as Lyle slapped your butt again.

He was definitely an ass man but also a boob man, this man was just horny and would take what he could get. He loved all bodies, all sizes, and all parts, but he had a favourite, big juicy asses. He loved a nice jiggly butt, nothing was better, he liked getting to slap, squeeze, pinch, fondle, lick, kiss, suck, bite, whatever he could do, he wanted it. That’s why he was perfect for this job, he could get off on watching your butt jiggle as he slapped your butt.

“Seven.”

Lyle hit the same left cheek, you started to lurch forward as he made contact. It was getting to be quite painful but you were almost done, he almost always went to 10. If he tried more, you might stop him, if he would actually stop.

“Eight.”

You squeezed your eyes when Lyle made impact, you were moaning out at every hit. You could also feel how hard Lyle was, he had to be leaking.

“Nine.”

The finish line was so close, one more and you’d be done. You felt the hand on your back move to your hip, that was new. Both his hands then held your hips and he lifted your hips up a bit and that’s when you felt his cock head rubbing through your folds. You didn’t even hear him unzip his pants, He then pushed in as he slapped your left cheek one last time.

“Ten,” you cried out as he pushed a few inches into you.

Your hands tried to grip at the table, your fingertips pressing into the table while your knuckles bent. Your back was trying to arch with no success, Lyle held you in place as he slowly pushed in more and more.

“Feel how hard you made me by just having your ass on display. I guarantee now pussy ass science puke could fuck you like this. Could get as hard as this. Could get as deep as this. Could make you scream out like this.”

He was praising himself as he started to thrust in and out of you, he was praising how good their recom bodies could fuck you. Hoping that you’d never even think about your coworkers ever again, hoping that you’d never even look at another person.

“Lyle, fuck, Lyle,” you reached your hand back for him, “please.”

“Please what, buttercup?”

“More.”

“You got it babe.”

Lyle sped up and went deeper, you moaned out and he smirked. Your forehead hit the table as you cried out, he couldn’t help but get harder at the sight of you soaking up what he was giving you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking deep.”

“You like it baby? I can do more. I can already feel myself inside you.”

Lyle smirked as he kissed your back, you could feel his hand on your stomach just below your navel. Your arm slowly moved down there to feel where his hand was, you could feel his cock poking through your skin. You’d seen it and felt it before but it got you every time, it was so hot to know how they were bulging out of you. it just made you feel so small, it was so hot to feel it, even more so when you’d press on it and you’d hear whoever was in you moan.

Like now, pressed down on your lower stomach had Lyle moaning and grunting, he kept thrusting faster and faster before cumming deep in you. While it felt good and it was hot, you didn’t cum and that was probably their plan for tonight, not stimulate you enough to cum or deny you of it all together.

Lyle pulled out and moved away from you, he then lifted you up and placed you in the lap of Lopez. He already had his cock out, he held onto your hips before helping you to sink down on his thick cock. You gripped onto his shoulders for dear life as you felt the stretch, nothing helped with the stretch. Even after Lyle just fucked the shit out of you, you still weren’t meant for their large bodies.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing the shit out of me, baby girl,” Lopez said resting his forehead in yours.

He slowly sunk you down further and further until he stopped and started to lift your body up and down on his cock. Your head rested on his shoulder as you cried out, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled your bodies close together.

“Please, please, please, let me cum,” you whined out. You figured begging might help.

“I’m glad you figured it out. Sooner than I thought. Either way, you won’t be cumming for some time,” Miles said from right behind you. You felt him kiss your shoulder after he told you, his plan.

You whined out from Miles' words and from feeling Lopez go in deeper. You knew you had to cum, but you also knew you couldn’t otherwise your punishment would get worse. Your mouth bit into Lopez’s bare shoulder as you focused on not cumming. The grip Lopez had on your body got tighter as you tried your best to follow Miles’ orders.

“Fuck baby girl, you’re gripping me so fucking hard.”

“Well, I’m trying not to cum. You’re just hitting it perfectly.”

He made a particular few thrusts up into you at really stroked your walls beautifully. You moaned out, holding onto him harder as you held back the best you could.

“Miles please let me cum, I can’t hold it back, please.”

“You’re not cumming.”

You knew asking Lopez was futile, he wasn’t going to let you cum anymore than Miles would. You knew that you would just have to hold off, but that was going to be even harder shortly. After Lopez finally came, you felt yourself finally be able to let your body relax, but that didn’t last long.

“You good with going upside down?” Walker asked smirking in your ear. She bit the lobe of your ear lightly as she wrapped her arms around your waist. She lifted you up off Lopez and took you to where she was sitting. She rested your back on her thighs and took your hips lifting them up to her mouth. Your legs straddled her head as she smiled at you between them.

“Wait I can’t, she gonna make me cum. All she does is know how to stimulate. She doesn’t stop till I cum.”

“That’s your problem, honey,” Walker smiled as she attached her mouth to your clit.

Your head pushed back against her knees as you moaned out loudly. Your hands gripped the armrests and your eyebrows furrowed; your mouth was agape as Walker pulled moan after moan from your mouth. It was such a compliment to her to see you stuck in a state like this. However, it didn’t take long before she had you cumming, it was going to happen, and you were already holding back. You were so sensitive, it didn’t matter, any stimulation was going to get you to cum.

Walker slurped at your pussy as she took everything you gave her.

“I hope you enjoyed that. Because you’re in for it now.”

You stared up at Miles, you could see how much his hard cock was pushing his pants out from your position. You could feel yourself getting more turned on. Miles picked you up and laid you back on the table from earlier. He more or less dropped you and held you on your back. He snarled as he watched you squirm under his large hand, his jaw moved from side to side.

He was planning how he wanted to abuse your poor pussy.

One thing you learned about him was he enjoyed eye contact. If he was eating you out, he’d stare at you and you better be staring back. Same with when you gave him head, on top of that, while fucking he also wanted to see your eyes. You couldn’t close them from pain or pleasure, you had to keep them on his. He made you stare at him as he unbuttoned his pants, he kept eye contact with you as he roughly pushed into you. He pushed all of his length into you in one go, it made you moan out loudly. You have been prepared well enough but it still stung and especially just from how he just pushed it all inside. He was bottomed out and he was one of the longer and thicker ones. He started to thrust into you right away, he took no prisoners either.

He was merciless, he lifted a leg to rest it on the table to get better leverage to fuck you deeper. Your small hands clawed at his back; you were in pain but it felt so good. Miles was deep inside, he was fast and normally at this point, you’d just lay your hand on your lower stomach to feel the bulge of his cock outlined in your skin. You couldn’t your body was so wound up, he was stimulating you so much, you just gripped onto his skin.

Your abs were so tightly restricted, you were just constantly being overstimulated. Your eyes fought to stay open to stare into his as he fucked you, all you wanted to do was close your eyes and throw your head back. You fought with yourself to keep from letting your body feel the pleasure, you had to keep your eyes open. Not to mention, even if you begged, he probably wouldn’t have let you cum.

“Miles, Miles, please, I can’t. I have to cum.”

“You will wait till I do then I will let you.”

You sighed out in protest, you could barely hold it, you wanted to cum now. You knew he wouldn’t be too much longer but still, you had to cum now. You felt him twitch, he was close he had to be, it was light there was light at the end of the tunnel. He came deep inside you; you cried out as it just filled you up.

“Miles, please, can I cum?”

His sharp deep thrusts didn’t stop, “have at it, cupcake.”

It only took a second after he finished his sentence for you to cry out while cumming. Your body moved on its own, your eyes squeezed shut and the top of your head hit the table. It was probably one of the most intense orgasms the recoms have ever given your human body. Miles kissed your sternum a few times before pulling out, Ja was quick to pick your tired and spent body up and place you in his arms. He sat down with your body resting on his, he was grounding you by rubbing at your back and running a hand through your hair.

“Don’t you want to get off too?”

“No, baby. You’ve done too much. Your body is tired and probably sore. We can wait,” Ja said to you.

“But I’ve taken you all before?”

“Yeah, that was when you were taking two or three of us at once and we didn’t make you hold your orgasms. You rest, we have all the time in the world,” Zdog said butting in to kiss your tired and sweaty face.

[xstarcutx]

Jake when the colonel walks ✨ shitpost i spent too much time on ref 👇

[byunpum]

Not sure if you do the recoms but if you do can you do a short story with the recoms being softies for thier medic reader?

Avatar Masterlist

Ahhh just imagine that Y/N would walk into the room where the whole recoms team meets. You would walk in with a gentle smile. Humming your favorite song. This would automatically get the attention of the recoms.

Their tails would start wagging sideways in excitement. Of course, they would try to hide how excited they were with your presence. I think Zdog and Lopez wouldn't mind coming up to you and showing you how excited they are by your presence.

It was quaricth's turn to be attended to by you. You would notice how his little ears would flop back as you were checking his vitals. And his pupils would dilate, and he would become more anxious."Everything okay?" you would ask. As you watch as his gaze doesn't leave you. "No…just… Did I tell you how pretty you look today?" quaritch would speak, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. "Y-yes…" you speak, blushing.

After tending to them all, you used to spend time with them. Lyle would sit next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. Moving you more on his body, so he could stroke your hair. Leaning in from time to time so he could smell your scent.

This behavior was not only when you were alone with them, but they had begun to make it public. At mealtimes, they would insist that you sit with them. Saving your space, sometimes even your food.

If you met one of them in the corridors of the base, they would smile at you and as you passed them. Their tail would tap you on the back, in a playful way. Or when General Ardmore was talking to you, discussing the new protocol.

You would feel a hand on your upper back. Mask would caress his hand on your back, leaving some massages. You look up, meeting Mask's gaze. He would give you a smile and look forward again. You move closer to him. You felt protected by his side, and that was a good thing. Because General Ardmore was somewhat intimidating.

The other doctors would see this behavior as strange. It was well known that the recoms were not very friendly with the team of doctors and scientists. But only with you, they would turn from lions to adorable kittens around you.

They would literally ask you to be the only person to attend to them. Becoming playful around you, smiling out loud. This would leave the other doctors with their mouths agape, as they stood still in a corner somewhere. If any of them tried to say anything, they knew it would go badly.

[malinka624]

Deja blu💙

Drew this before I came up with Leo and Kai

[anxiousdreamcore]

“Who broke it” animatic

Featuring Spider and the undead cat squad lol (I’m no recom stan, this is just for memes)

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(DO NOT repost my work on any platform, even with credit. I do not give my consent to do so ©)

[liesandspookyfairytales]

hai hai hai im back 😼

i hope everything’s been going well with you and that you’re drinking water and sleeping and all that jazz

basically, im always tired, no matter how much sleep i get and sleeping is one of my favorite pastimes

so i was thinking…poly recoms with chronically sleepy reader? possibly narcoleptic but such a valuable worker that the RDA can’t let them go? human or recom would be cool, doesn’t matter to me

take care of yourself pookie 🫶

Sleepy reader

HIII! I missed you!

I was going to write my book (I've officially started writing and I'm so exited!) But once I saw your asks, I just had to write this first. Also, I feel you, I'm always tired as well :( even if I get a full night sleep and my mom keeps nagging me that the best way to battle sleepiness is to get active and I'm just like 'mom I want to sleep' 😢

You take care of yourself too! 💙 and I hope you enjoy this!

Also, importent notice, I've noticed that I'm not really in the mood to write one-shots for the avatar fandom, but I'm 100% okay with doing headcanons, that's just easier for me. I hope you all don't mind!

Race and gender or reader not specified.

I saw some videos on tiktok about someone with POTS and she would just faint randomly and the people in the video would catch her and I can totally imagine that with the Recoms. (I am aware that being chronically sleepy and having POTS is very different but just go along with it)

Imagine you’re cleaning your weapon along with the rest of the squad and suddenly you’re so sleepy and you just start to nodding off and whoever is next to you notices and quickly catches you so you don’t hurt yourself. 

Ofcourse they’d be alarmed when your head suddenly drops, but they quickly realise that you’ve fallen asleep.

Que the fond chuckles echoing in the room.

They like it when you lean against them when you sleep, but if you climb into their laps and cuddle them… If they could fall more in love with you, they would.

Speaking of cuddles, two words… Cuddle parties.

Some of them, (Quaritch, Mansk, Lopez and possibly Z-dog and Walker) grumble about it, but they’d be the first to join you. 

When you fall asleep in your bed (or someone else's, it’s all the same to you) or on the couch, it's only a matter of time before you wake up because there is some kind of struggle going on between the guys which one of them gets to cuddle with you. Once they’ve finally decided, Walker and Z-dog are already on either side of you. Que the pouting and puppy eyes. 

Quaritch tries to order them away (like he often likes to pull rank, even in your relationship), so another argument ensues about keeping your work relationship and romantic relationship separate.

[whxre-bxby]

Could you do a recoms x recom!reader where all the guys suddenly go into heat (?) at the same time and reader is like 'oh shit' and tries to run but they catch and Fuck her?

Kinda like cursed by blue but then with reversed roles lol

Yes my lady, here it is

F. Recom Y/N x Recom Lyle, Mansk, Prager, Lopez, Ja

"Get It Together"

Masterlist

Summary: read the ask :)

Warnings: smut, tiny bit of angst and fluff, cursing, non-con, breeding kink, mating, heat cycle, unprotected sex, oral sex, penetration

Word Count: 4085

A/N: sorry that the uploads are slower, I'm busy and losing motivation just a little. I've also revived my Harry Potter obsession

Today felt weird. Weirder than usual. Waking up in an Avatar is already odd enough, but something seemed even more different today. The team seemed different. 

Quaritch is desperate for you all to help him successfully find and kill Sully, so you’re back in the forest again. The Deja Blu squad seems to be spending more time outside than anywhere else. But you’re not complaining. To you, the world of Pandora is beautiful. You’re not as afraid of it as before. Probably because you’re no longer human. But that’s your secret. You’re scared to find out what would happen to you if anyone found out you like this planet and its nature. 

The Colonel split the squad into two groups again. He led his team while Lyle led yours. Lyle was ranking second highest out of all of you, so he was put in charge. He’s leading the way through the large leaves and past the hundreds and thousands of trees. Behind him, Mansk is following. You’re after him. Trailing slightly behind you is Lopez along with Prager and Ja is watching the back. 

You were pleased with this group because you all got along well. But today is different. No one is talking. You’ve tried to initiate a conversation multiple times but they either don’t listen or just nod and hum in response. Even Lyle has his mouth shut today. Not a soul seems to be in a good mood, so you decide not to push it. There’s no need to start an unnecessary fight. 

“You always wear that?” someone says behind you, suddenly breaking the long-lasting silence. 

You recognise Lopez’s voice and when you turn around you see that he is looking at your lower half. 

“The shorts?” you ask while continuing to walk. He glances up for a split second before fixating his gaze on your shorts once more. His head nods. 

“No. It’s just warmer today.” you answer him, not thinking anything of his question. Maybe he didn’t even know the RDA provided shorts. 

‘Fuckin’ right it’s warmer.’ Lopez thinks, wiping his hand across his forehead. It was warm but the temperatures here never reached the high of making their Avatar’s sweat. He doesn’t know what’s going on with him and why his body temperature seems to be through the roof, but he notices he isn’t the only one. Lopez had vaguely scanned the others and everyone seemed to be struggling. Everyone except for you. And he doubted it was because you’re wearing shorts. 

As you keep walking, you can feel Lopez’s stare on your body. It never leaves and when you look over your shoulder, he doesn’t seem to notice or bother to hide it. 

“Can you not?” you ask, making him suddenly lock eyes with you again. He looks confused. “I can feel you looking.” 

Lopez internally curses himself for being so obvious. He didn’t mean to, but his judgment is not trustworthy today. His ears occasionally ring and his mind seems to go blank. Especially when he looks at you. 

Prager lightly punches his shoulder, seeming to tell him off through actions.

“What’s he doin’?” Lyle asks, calling out his words from the front. You open your mouth to reply but Lopez quickly intervenes. 

“Nothin’.” he says, making Lyle turn around and cock an eyebrow. 

His words make your ears tip back. He never acted like this. 

“Walk in front of me then.” you say, stopping so that he can overtake you. 

Lopez shakes his head, taking your arm and pulling you along. 

“So that Prager can get a look? No way.” he scoffs and Prager glares at him. 

“The fuck does that mean?” you ask, pulling your arm from his. 

Mansk had turned around and saw how Lopez held you. It pissed him off too. 

“Keep walkin’.” Lopez says, avoiding eye contact. 

“What is up with you, today?” you ask with a small chuckle. 

But not even Lopez knows how to answer that. His behaviour is confusing him too.

You shrug it off, continuing to follow Lyle and Mansk. Many minutes go by in silence and you think that things have returned to normal again. 

They haven‘t. 

In the next few seconds, you feel your tail brush against something. Assuming it‘s a plant, you don‘t bother checking. But then it happens again. And again.

Finally, you turn your head and see Lopez much closer than expected. It gives you a little fright. 

“Shit-“ you gasp, inhaling deeply to calm down. “Lopez, what are you-“ 

“Look at her tail.” He exclaims, interrupting you and taking your tail into his hand. Ja walks up next to him, looking down at it. 

One of his hands is holding its middle while his free one caresses the tip of your tail, examining the soft hair coming out. You’ve also noticed that yours was longer. And your stripes continued all the way down. Everyone else had their tail partly shaved. 

“Check out the stripes.” Ja chuckles, watching the odd pattern of so-called stripes spiral up your tail until their eyes reach its base. The rest is covered in clothes.

“Yours are different from ours.” Lopez murmurs and you stop walking, trying to snatch your tail away but they won't let you. Both of them are still looking at where your tail ends and you don’t understand why they’re so fascinated by it. 

“What’s it look like?” He asks, looking up at you with a shit-eating grin. Your eyes go wide at his bold question and you frown. 

“Doesn’t concern you.” You snarl. What’s under your clothes is none of his business. 

“Hey!” Lyle calls from the front. He and Mansk both turned around, watching the interaction before Lyle felt like he needed to step in. “Let ‘er be.”

Lopez meets his eye, staring him down for a few extra seconds before scoffing and letting go of you. Once free, you’re being touched again. Lyle is guiding you by your shoulders to the front, not wanting Lopez around you anymore. 

You just go with it, assuming he has some kind of plan. At the end of the day, you trust Lyle with your life, so you don’t question his decisions. 

While walking away, you feel Lopez’s and Ja’s fierce eyes on you. Behind them you can hear Prager panting and nothing seems to make sense anymore. 

You keep walking and you hear Lyle faintly call them both insulting names under his breath before he stretches his arm around you. He starts by throwing it over your shoulder and your walking pace stutters. Mansk is keeping a close eye on what's happening, as is everyone behind you. He doesn’t want Lyle crossing the line either. 

But your presence and the close physical contact have Lyle under a sort of spell. It makes him crave more from you and within minutes, his arm is around your waist and he’s holding you to his side. You’re body tenses and you stop walking. Everything is so confusing you can’t even think straight.

Lyle looks back at you and your concerned eyes before Mansk grabs his arm and removes it from your body. 

“What are you doin’?” Lyle asks him, wanting to snake it around your waist again but you push it away. 

“No, what are you doing? All of you!” You shout, looking around. You’re about to exclude Mansk from the lecture you plan on giving them but you notice his pupils dilate and target lock on you. It makes you forget what you were about to say. Luckily you recover quickly.

“I don’t know what the fuck is going on with you, but you need to sort it out right now so that we can focus on this mission!” You shout, folding your arms in front of your chest and glaring at all of them. 

There’s a few seconds of silence. As if they need extra time to let your words sink in. 

“All right.” Lyle growls. His voice is lower than ever. You want to nod and thank him for his agreement but the look in his eye tells you that you’re not both thinking of the same thing. 

You thought that maybe they all got in a fight and didn‘t want to mention it around you. But the dark hunger in his expression suddenly makes you feel like you need to escape. 

You don’t know why you feel the need to run when a part of you longs to be around them. 

Lyle is walking back up to you and his arm stretches out to grab a hold of you once more but Mansk once again intervenes. It seems as though his last functioning cell of common sense told him to help you. But right after he pushes Lyle’s arm away, he’s just as lust-blinded as the rest of them are. You see it in him now too. 

Which is why this time, you don’t hesitate to run. Your feet take off in the opposite direction and you’re sprinting through the forest. 

You hear Lyle growl at Mansk before your ears pick up the sound of hammering footsteps behind you. They seem to be moving faster than yours which surprises you because a human’s survival instinct is the strongest.

However, you’re not human anymore and neither are they. It seems as though your new bodies have a stronger instinct than just survival. 

Mating.

You’re fast, but unfortunately not fast enough. All weapons and tools have been dropped to chase you. They have to catch you by hand and force. The way nature tells them to. For once, they must give in to what their body craves and forget their human morals. 

But their rut doesn’t just affect them. Being around them, hearing them, smelling them, seeing them, and feeling them kickstarts hormones in your own body. Ones you were suppressing until you started running. Running and chasing are apparently common during heat-cycles so the instinct that told you to run is also the one that betrayed your mind and gave all power to your body and its needs. 

Lyle caught your arm, making you stumble and slow down. With his next step, he managed to wrap an arm around your middle and lift you off the ground but the sheer force of the turn had you both falling into the grass. 

You shriek as he spins you both around once before you hit the ground first with him falling on top of you. Immediately, you struggle beneath his weight, trying to crawl out from underneath him but you can’t move him. 

Suddenly, you felt like it wasn’t Lyle who was holding you down. You know it is, but he’s never growled and acted like this. It feels so foreign to you but then again, you feel your body doing things you would never do. 

Almost instantly his large hands start tugging your clothes off of you but for whatever reason, you lean against his touch. 

You’re still trying to hold on to your common sense, desperately attempting to not give in to his touch whereas Lyle is a lost cause. 

Your last spark of hope forces you to kick Lyle’s middle but he is unfazed. 

“Sorry- can’t help it.” he breathes out, pulling your shorts down your legs. Well, there you have it. You’re done for. Might as well enjoy it then.

The others have already caught up with both Lyle and you. Ja wanted to get closer but Lyle snarled at him, making him back off. You guess that since he has the highest rank in this team, he wants to go first. 

Lyle’s body feels strange to him and foreign. It’s overheating as well and the only answer to help him feel normal again is in front of him. His large hand comes up to knead the flesh of your ass before he’s hastily opening his belt and clawing at his pants. 

You know what to expect at this point. It’s inevitable really. There’s five of them and one of you. You can’t escape even if you manage to push Lyle off. And quite frankly, the longer you inhale his musky scent and feel him on you, the less you want to leave. It irritates you how easily your body is swayed by them but you can’t help it either. 

Lyle grabs the side of your underwear, hooking his fingers underneath it and literally tearing the fabric off your body. If you were in your right mind right now, you would have felt exposed. But no, you don’t even feel the need to hide from their eyes. In fact, their presence seems to make you more aroused. 

Suddenly ripping you from your thoughts is the feeling of Lyle pressing something right up against your entrance. Feeling its form, you straight away know what it is and without any hesitation, Lyle starts to push it inside you. He hisses as your walls clamp down on him, not seeming to be used to this intrusion. But it doesn’t stop him. The man is desperate for you and desperate for release. 

Within seconds he has bottomed out, holding himself inside you for an extra few moments to contain himself. But it’s no use. The second he starts to move, completely loses himself and his motions become primal.

Lyle doesn’t start off slowly either. He’s already harshly fucking himself into you while his fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips. You spread your arms slightly past shoulder distance to steady yourself while your hips push back against him. 

Everything suddenly feels sensitive and all his touches spark more excitement in you. Which is why Lyle knows he won’t last long. You feel too good and it’s been too long. 

“Fuck- so good,” he groans, wrapping his hand around the base of your tail to pull you back against him. Small whines and whimpers leave your lips whenever it feels like he is pushing the air from your lungs. 

“M’ gonna fill you up,” he grunts, speeding up his thrusts. You weren’t expecting any of this to last long, but you know that just because he’ll be done soon doesn’t mean you will. The other four men around you look even more interested in you than before. There is no way you’re leaving without having to go through each of them first. 

“Gonna make this pussy mine.” he growls, not stopping his rough thrusts until his hips stutter and you feel him spurt his cum inside you. You still your small rocking movements, taking all of him into you. His large hands are holding onto your waist while Lyle gathers himself. His problem seems to be cured for now. But the others are still very bothered by it, so the second Lyle pulls out, Mansk takes his place. He pushes Lopez to the side because he can’t wait any longer. 

Mansk falls to his knees behind you, immediately pushing your tail to the side to see your throbbing cunt. God, what a luring sight it is. Especially with Lyle’s cum slowly dribbling out. It just makes Mansk want to wash it out and replace it with his own. 

To your surprise, Lopez settles himself in front of you. You can hear Ja complaining but Lopez doesn’t care. Sure, he would much rather be where Mansk is but right now he’ll take whatever he can get. His skin is glistening in sweat and he just needs to feel you on him in any way possible. 

Mansk’s pants are gone faster than Lyle’s and he doesn’t even need to line himself up with your entrance to guide himself in. He’s so hard he just bucks his hips forward blindly while pressing his chest against your back. He feels his dick sink into you on his third attempt and it has him melting against you. Mansk is and has been desperate for this kind of relief for so long. The fact that it’s you he’s getting makes this so much better for him. 

Lopez has managed to free his aching erection from its restraints as well and is now panting while watching you stare at him. He can feel your hot breath fan against his bare skin and it causes his eyes to flutter closed. He never thought he could get this close to you. 

Mansk moves behind you, making your body jolt forward. Your cheek brushes against Lopez’s dick and you give up on staring. The sight has your mouth salivating. Not only are they all so big, but fuck he looks so needy. 

You turn your head, opening your mouth and licking up his shaft. He groans and you notice the goosebumps erupt on his skin. Lopez is so hard it hurts so he attaches his hand to the back of your head, hoping to encourage you to finally help him out. You obey his silent pleas and open your mouth wider to welcome his tip. His breath gets caught in his throat and he doesn’t exhale until you’ve swallowed down almost all of him. 

“Fuck, such a good girl,” he purrs his praise, gently rubbing your cheek before holding the base of your queue to help guide you along his dick. 

Mansk’s thrusts are already getting sloppy so you arch your back to give yourself to him, making it easier for him to reenter you. 

Then you focus on the heavily breathing man in front of you and decide to finally focus on him. You gulp around him, feeling his tip in the middle of your throat. Having something stuffed so far down your mouth is not a pleasant feeling, but seeing how it drives Lopez wild just gives you the equal pleasure he is receiving. 

You don’t need to move your head, he’s already pulling his hips back and slowly pushing them forward again for you. All you have to do is not choke and not let him feel your teeth. This gets twice as difficult when you have fangs but so far you’re succeeding. 

You flatten your tongue out and occasionally swirl it around him when he draws back. 

Both of them have sped up their thrusts and you feel Lopez’s dick twitch inside your mouth which lets you know that he won’t last much longer. 

Mansk is now hugging your waist and one of his hands digs into your thigh. 

You start to feel your own orgasm slowly build up but with the way they’re feeling, you know you’ll still need more time until you start feeling euphoric.

“Shit, take it.” Mansk growls, biting your shoulder while he humps you from behind, shooting his load into you just like Lyle. But you honestly don’t care about that at the moment. You even doubt whether your Avatar is fertile. 

Mansk is regaining his breath above you when Lopez hisses and throws his head back. His hips reflexively buck forwards and he covers your tongue in his cum, making it flow down your throat. You lick him clean after swallowing everything he gave you before gently pulling away. 

He smiles down at you, lightly tapping your cheek in praise before getting up. 

Mansk carefully pulls out, running his hand over your smooth back and humming appreciate before Prager is urging him to move. He listens. You display yourself for Prager byopening your legs and lifting your tail but he seems to have other ideas. The sight makes his stomach twist in excitement but he still turns you onto your back. You’re looking up at him and he flashes you a smirk before Ja interrupts your moment. 

“Seriously, what about me?” he asks, not seeming happy with the sudden position change. 

Prager’s ears flatten back against the sides of his head and he frowns at Ja. 

“Work it out.” he growls. Then his hands find your knees and he opens your legs for him. He wants to properly see you, not just use you. 

Ja huffs in annoyance before lifting your upper body and resting your back on his lap. Prager runs his fingers over your entrance, parting your lips before pushing some cum back inside you. His motions make you shiver and you roll your hips forward while Ja open his pants just enough to relieve himself.

Your body starts reacting to Prager's touch and you realise he’s helping you reach your high too. But since he’s having a hard time containing himself, he removes his fingers from inside of you and replaces them with his length. Suddenly, it feels so good. You’ve gotten used to the intrusion now and it’s becoming pleasurable. 

You turn your head to the side, noticing Ja trying to win your attention over. His dick is next to your face and at this point, you’re too tired and too unbothered to question anything. You just do. They’ve already seen all of you, you have nothing to hide anymore. 

You open your mouth for him just like you did for Lopez but right before you want to wrap your lips around him, a gasp leaves you. Prager has started moving inside you and the new angle and change of position have you enjoying all of it. 

Quickly, you fill your mouth with Ja’s length to prevent moans from slipping out. Those are still something that makes you often feel embarrassed. You know it’s stupid because usually, you want to be able to hear how you’re pleasing someone. But then again, you happen to be in a forest full of creatures that may not welcome you. So you don’t want to be screaming and crying on his cock (you do, but you won’t). 

Your head gets all fuzzy with how good Prager is treating your body. You feel so stimulated that whimpers and moans do leave your body. However, they’re muffled through Ja but the vibrations of it drive him wild. 

He’s been touching himself while watching you with Mansk and Lopez, so he feels like he will spill any second now. 

Prager is just diving into you at this point. His hand comes up to apply gentle pressure to your clit while his other lifts one of your legs onto his shoulders. Everything is good right now. You have no worries. 

“You gonna cum?” he asks, knowing you can’t reply with words. You frantically shake your head, slowly arching your back off the ground in preparation for your orgasm. 

He grins and his pace never falters. 

Behind you, Ja is a groaning mess. He’s just watching you struggle to angle your head for him but he can’t help you with that. He’s so close, you just need to continue for a few more seconds. You do and in moments following you hollowing your cheeks for him, his tail trembles as he cums. Some of it spills out onto your lips but you don’t mind. You just need cum yourself. 

Prager doesn’t stop, in fact he just slightly increases his touch on your clit and you cry out once before your legs tremble and your orgasm floods your senses. Feeling you clench down around him has Prager in pure bliss and he follows almost straight after you. 

What an odd scene this is. You hadn’t expected your day to go like this. 

Lyle comes to your aid while the two soldiers redress themselves. 

“You alright?” he asks but he can’t hold back the cheeky grin on his face. 

“Yeah-” you breathe out. “I’m just so done.”

He chuckles, handing you your shorts and helping you put them on.

“You fuckers, it’ll stain the cloth.” you mumble, knowing all the cum will just leak out of you for the rest of the day. 

“Don’t worry, you can get a refill later.” Lopez smirks as Lyle helps you to your feet and you punch Lopez’s shoulder. 

A loud sigh leaves your lips. 

“I can’t even walk back now.” you whine in frustration. 

“I’ll carry you then.” Lyle offers with a grin and Mansk smirks. 

“No, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” you say, realising you’re contradicting yourself. 

Mansk raises an eyebrow at you and you wipe your hand over your face. 

“I just like to complain.” you mumble, starting to slowly walk ahead. Your first few steps are wobbly, but you manage because Mansk and Prager walk next to you, letting you use them for support. Lyle leads the way again. 

He’s calling off the mission for the day. We just have to come up with some excuse as to what happened. 

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[recomlover]

I'm unming it... 😫

[villainsimpqueen]

Medical Incubus

Recom Ja x Male Researcher Recom Reader

(ALL MY FICS ARE 18+ MDNI)

Warnings- Smut, blow jobs. Semi-public. Truck blowjobs.

Requested by: A friend.

It was not often when you had to leave BridgeHead for outside research, but when your team did have to leave base the RDA always ensured security.

Your research team had just discovered a new parasite on the east side of Pandora where the forest merges with marshlands. The parasite seemed to be high in medical properties that the RDA wanted to explore by making mediceuticals to transport back to earth. You knew that they would then have an earthian team further divide the strains for different classes' income, the poor getting the weakest. Sometimes you wish your work would help everyone without being another large company's pocket change.

Your team was already packed and heading out to head to the marshlands. Your security team was a few members from the Phoenix project, recombinant soldiers. You tried not to stare at them as you walked past them with the rest of your team, it was a strange yet fascinating sight to see others the same as you.

inhuman.

Yet more advanced to be simple Avatars.

Your eyes would move over each soldier as you walked past, one bald with shades on, another with a bandanna on his head, a chick with a mohawk that fed into a braid, the last one being closer to the truck, sporting a medical vest and a cap.

His bright green eyes moved over you for a moment before he gave a curt nod. You pressed your lips together in a short smile before loading onto the truck sitting beside the other members of your team researchers.

“Let's get moving!” One of the soldiers called before the truck shook with them loading up on the outside seats in the truck bed.

You turned to look out of the window looking between the sitting recoms to see how they sat. One moved to sit on the roof of the truck making a snort leave you as you turned back to focus on the briefing between your teammates.

The task at the hand should be simple. Head into the marshlands waist deep and collect water samples and analyze them to see if parasites were gathered. You were tasked to at least gather ten mg of parasites.

The extra security was there simply to keep the research team safe from wild animals and hostile Na'vi.

The soldiers watched as your team suited up in rubber suits before each one of you all started walking into the marshlands to gather what you came to the marshes for.

You happened to pair up with a teammate you were close with and the both of you focused on your jobs like you should've.

“They're quite fine, in a freshly turned alien way.” Your work friend spoke, making you smirk and steal glances at the soldiers.

Well….mostly focused on work.

“The medic for sure.” You commented on as your eyes found their way to the golden eyed baseball cap wearing recom.

“You think he got hair under there?” Your friend teased about his cap making you roll your eyes.

“I'm sure he does.” You had responded.

“Mmmm i don't know he might be cat fishing under that cap.” they mused as they pulled out a sample from the water running the analysis scans over them.

Your eyes moved over the medic again, stopping on the tight shirt that he was wearing. You bit your tongue as you could faintly make out nipple piercings under his shirt and looked back to your so called work shaking your head.

“I don't think it matters.” You spoke after a few moments of silence.

You could feel your friend stare at you for a moment.

“You gonna tap his ass?” They asked with a smirk growing and you tried to not feel the heat on your cheeks as you looked at your sample as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

“Please ... .if anything he'd bring me down” You spoke softly trying not to take in your friends' laughs as mockery.

The rest of the time so far in the marshes was going well, at least you had thought…It wasn't until the soldiers started yelling shouting orders for all researchers to get out of the water and onto the shore the three of you and your friend were off guard.

You both didn't even spare each other a glance as you both took the hell off to the shore lines.

You flinched as you heard a bullet fly past your head making your heart jump towards your throat.

Water splashing widely beside you and you heard the ringing of a yelp from your friend making you turn your head to see that they had vanished. Your heart quickened as you felt your blood starting to become thicker as if you slowly started to freeze.

Shouting became a haze as you stared at the rippling water of where your friend had once been. Your breathing is sharpening in your ear.

Another bullet flew by your face.

Tour chest started heaving up and down in a harsh pattern, your ears slicking back as your pupils started to shrink as bubbles started to drag away from the ripples.

Your friend being taken.

You let out a shout when your arm wrapped around you and you felt your body being lifted, your head spinning as you heaved when your stomach fell onto something hard, confusion forming as if something was moving, bullets still flying past you.

Whatever was holding you you clung to them, your claws digging through their shirt and into your back, you could hear a growl and hiss but it fell on deaf ears as you saw the ripples of the water grow the water forming over something large and all you could see teeth as more bullets spread through the air.

The grip around you tightening as they mustve finally got to solid land as the shift of their shoulder digging into your stomach got harsher.

You had let out a groan, there were more shouts and your word spinned more as you were set down into something, the force of being thrown down causing you to fall into the hardness of the truck bed making you let out a wheeze.

“Shit..sorry..” Someone muttered as a hand grabbed your work shirt yanking you back up, your world of tree canopy shifting to bright golden eyes and a half drenched man with a baseball cap.

You stared up at him, and he must have taken in the look on your face or the possibility that you were in shock because his hand made place against your cheek rapping against it a few times making you blink and inhale a sharp breath as you started to process what had happened.

“Hey..You're okay..Alright? Stay with me.” His voice carried way to your ears making them perk up as you look back to golden eyes. The man smiled at you, his lips pulling upwards revealing his longer k-9s in the process.

“Hey, you with me man?” He asks you again and you hesitantly nod clearing your throat.

“My friend…” You whispered you didn't want to seem weak but the fact that you were just joking with your friend to them vanishing from sight…it weighed on you.

“Hey, don't focus on that.” The soldier spoke again, making you look up at him.

“Just focus on me for right now.”

You knew he meant in the context of ignoring the death of your friend. to ground yourself.

stable your mind.

But shock was a hell of a drug.

Your eyes moved on him, focusing on him alright as you took in his soaked shirt against his chest, how the drenched thing hugged tightly against his well defined chest and chiseled abs. Ypu dont know who the hell designed hid recombinant body, but fuck…

They cooked with it.

Your eyes focused and shamefully narrowed in on his nipple piercings once again, and you swallowed thickly, ears perking up more and you felt your tail move twitching against the truck bed.

Your ears flinched as you heard a chuckle leave him and your eyes flicked back to golden eyes and a flaring nose.

The soldier's ears flicked up as well as he stared down at you.

“Not exactly what I meant.” He spoke again, his voice straining with a huskyness as if he was holding back a growl as he stared into your own eyes.

You were ashamed of the noise you let out at it as your face warmed and darken, a shiver moving down your spine shamefully to the tip of your tail which was swaying more on the truck bed.

“What's your name?” He asked tilting his head at you, his eyes narrowing pupils darken in a way that made you feel a rush to your lower abdomen. Your throat tightening again as you fought the urge to swallow as you had to remind yourself to recollect yourself.

“y/n, Im Y/n '' You answered his question as you took in the look on his face how his thick eyebrows furrowed some before his eyes slid away from you mostly to observe something else before they slid back over entirely on top of you.

“Well y/n, Why don't I give you some well needed medical attention in the truck.” He spoke there was confidence in his tone and your eyes slightly widened at the boldness of his words.

You should refuse.

you both could get caught.

Your team and HIS team were still around.

“I…auh.” You started as you too looked around, whatever it was that had attacked had seemed to leave, your research team seemed focused on other matters. Perhaps your dead coworker.

You shouldn't, you should join them.

But your eyes found back to the soldier and your head moved on its own accord, nodding towards him.

You watched as his arm flexed as it moved towards you, a finger lifting your face up to look up at him.

“Need your words Dr. y/n.” He spoke sharply and fuck you were going to hell for the way your body trembled ny them.

“Yes…I want your medical attention.” You spoke up to him, consenting to the temptations he was offering you.

The cure to your schocken state.

And you were going to hell for it.

He had led you inside of the truck, its dark tinted windows keeping it unknown you were both entering it. His hands move quickly, finding their way onto your body and moving to slide up your work shirt. The wetness of the shirt was not bothering as it exposed your stomach chest to the man. One of his knees finding place between your legs as he guides you to lay down on the seats of the truck.

You shivered under his calloused hands and groaned when he pressed his knee into your groin.

How pathetic you felt to already be so hard after just a few touches.

Yet the soldier did not chastise you as his lips found their way against your neck, moving down like his hands were on your chest, finger pads dancing on your nipples making a noise leave your throat.

A sharp intake of air had his hands gliding down to your pants. The trail of his lips reaching your collar bone before his teeth slightly dug into your skin making a moan leave you. Your eyes fluttering shut before they fluttered open as his movements stopped, his lips leaving your collarbone and your eyes meeting with his golden ones.

“Names Ja by the way.” He mutters out to you before he moved to press his lips harshly against yours making you shudder under him your hands find their way to his clothed chest, fingers curling around drenched fabric and twisting as you let out a whine as you bundled up the shirt in need to take it off. You felt the chuckle he let out vibrate on your lips as he broke the kiss and sat up on his knees before taking off his shirt exposing that chiseled chest of his, and perky pierced nipples of his to you.

and fuck wasnt he a pretty sight to behold.

A boldness fulling you as you moved up supporting yourself with your hands reaching behind you as you brought your lips around one of his nipples lightly suckking on it and swirling your tongue around it. You heard a hiss withdraw from him before rough fingers found way into your hair in a tight grip as he pulled your head closer to his chest smashing your face into his peck.

His knee moved to spread your legs apart more before his pelvis took in its place.

You let out a moan around his nipple as he began to grind his hard on against your own.

The friction between the both of you was glorious, and while his pants held back a lot of him, you could clearly tell he wasn't small by any means making you nearly drool around his nipple.

Your head was yanked back by your hair before his lips found place against your puffy lines, his tongue diving into your mouth curling and coiling around yours like a snake.

His grinding stops for a moment making a pitiful sound leaving you but the feeling of his hands fighting against your pants button making your dick throb heavily with more excitement.

He yanked down your pants and underwear to your mid thigh freeing your dick from its confinements and you were only temporarily exposed to chilled air before his heat filled hand found its way around the exposed appendage. You let a shuttering gasp into his mouth as his hand began to pump around your dick, slowly dragging upwards before quickly jerking down pressing into your swelling balls making you whine and try to buck into his hand. His other hand finding way to your hip where he squeezed your hip bone tightly pressing your pelvis back down holding you in place refusing you any moment to thrust and buck into his hand as he dragged it back up against every vein and ridge to the tip where he gentle twisted his hand around it making you mewl into his mouth before mufflung crying as his hand would jerk back down to the base of your shaft. He would repeat this seeming not to care if he brought you ecstasy and torment for more with each hand movement, each squeeze and twist of his hand.

Your stomach clenching as a burning began to form with each pump of his hand, his lips leaving yours to attack your neck moving down to your collarbone ones again his lips encasing around it and sucking forcing blood to pool and burst under your skin before he moved down to the top of your chest to your perking nipple before encasing it with his lips and tongue.

Your gasps and moans only encourage him downwards, his teeth nipping at your bottom rib causing a sharp take of air from you before he licked down to your pubis.

His tongue left your skin only to feel his hand glide down to the base of your twitching dick.

The heat of his breath tickled your tip for a second before the heat of his mouth and silvia was gliding down.

“Fuck!” You brokenly cried out your hands scrambling to hold something, knocking his cap back from him as your hands found slicked back curls.

So he did have hair…

Your guilt grew for a second before you felt his throat constrict around your dick making you choke.

Guilt forgotten quickly as he began to bob his head, his lips gliding against your dick like a sin. Tongue cupping and swirling against every vein and ridge, swirling at the tip as he raised his head upwards only to force it down and the tip of your self pressing into the back of his throat.

You cried out as your nails dug into the skin of his head.

His hands moving to your thighs holding them tightly as he moved them to halfass be on either side of his head your jeans pressing into his throat as he buried his face into your pelvis.

Your cries being a mantra of melodies to the incubus that was determined to drain you as his head bobbed more quickly. His nails digging into your thighs finally allow you the freedom to buck and thrust into his mouth. Your fingers were losing color due to how hard you were clawing at his skull as you thrusted into his throat, the sound of his choking had worried you and you tried pulling away only to feel his hand move to your hip and pull your pelvis up forcing you deeper into his throat.

You let out a groan before you move your hips thrusting back into his mouth, finding a rhythm that sent you beyond any heaven, his choking noises soon joined with vibrations on your dick that made your hips jerk and tremble. His throat constriction as broken purrs made way to your ears making you whine as your hips jerked off patterned.

Dick throbbing and twitching as the tension in your lower abdomen bursting like a bullet from a barrel of a gun.

Your cum shooting down into his throat his only warning was the high pitched whine you let out a second before, You had expected him to jerk away, refusing such luxury.

But Ja had not. Instead he fully sunk your dick down his throat and you felt every muscle in his throat flex and move around you as he swallowed your load with nothing but grace.

You were a panting mess as you felt his mouth and tongue glide off of your over sensitive and twitching dick, your vision spotty but met with the brightest gold you ever seen.

His eyes brighter than the sun as his lips pulled into a smirk showing off those perfect white k-9s as his tongue swiped the bottom of his lip licking away your cum that had dared escape the incubus in front of you.

“I assist you well now.” He speaks cockiness in his tone as his eyes move over your body in pride.

You sputtered for words as you watched him grab his drench shirt sliding it back on and fitting his cap back on as he opened the door of the truck sliding out his body blocking the view of your half naked body as he eyed you.

Your eyes eyeing him and wandering down to the bulge in his pants, drool puddling in your mouth as you could have swore you saw it twitch under your gaze. A chuckle made you look back at him with wide wanting lustful eyes.

“Back on base you can assist me, right Dr. Y/n.” His voice had a teasing bite and a quick fart of your eyes had you nodding profusely.

Watching at how Ja smirked widely before he nodded, tipping his hat before he stepped back and shut the truck door leaving you alone panting in the scent of foreplay heavy in the truck.

You brought your hands to your face, rubbing it before quickly snatching your pants back up trying to get adjusted and get out of the truck before you caught a mess. As you tried not to let shame fill you as you finally regrouped with the surviving lot of your coworkers your head was on the upcoming scenario of you giving “medical assistance” to the recom soldier in the cap.

[the-blu-of-the-robo]

NEW JA GIFS + HEADCANONS

I'm alive. Guess who managed to rip the Blu-ray of the film? Anyway, I spotted so much I didn't before...and now I have a new Ja/Alexander headcanon to present to you...he hates bugs.

No seriously...just look at him here. He HATES them.

And here too...

Now I imagine Ja being a workaholic in terms of wanting everything to be clean and pristine. The only time he's seen without his hat is when he sees a cockroach. Because his soul left his body.

[backmuscles21]

Problems

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You scared the recoms when the few times you had rough sex with them recently, you had some medical problems causing you to need to be brought to the infirmary. Once everything was better, the recoms did not like the new set amount of times you could have sex. - Mostly Quaritch at the end.

Warnings: smut, rough sex, implied sexual content, overstimulation, polyamory, size kink.

Once the recoms met you, they took things at the pace you wanted, which was a fairly normal pace. You didn’t sleep with them right away and once you did, you only wanted more.

You slept with them a lot.

It would be different people at different times, sometimes with two or more of them.

You were having sex a lot, like 7 times a day. And it wasn’t soft and loving slow sex, it was rough and fast. That was the best kind, all the soldiers loved it rough and loved to get their frustrations out on you. Any time one of them asked, you were ready to spread your legs for them. It wasn’t super often that you didn’t want to have sex with them, even on your period. These men and women weren’t afraid of blood, they just liked you and wanted to share intimate moments with you.

However, as it turns out, fucking recoms many times in one day becomes a problem.

The first problem was the night you had a threesome with Ja and Prager.

They had been off on a three-day seminar and once they got back, you were all theirs. They passed you around like a joint, the spit-roasted you and double dicked you. All of your bodies were dripping sweat, you were exhausted and all your muscles hurt.

The boys got back later in the day and earlier on you had already slept with Z, Miles, and Mansk. Your body was so tired and turns out that cumming three times was a lot on your body. You felt your brain get foggy and you laid back into Prager as you felt your body become numb. Your eyes were getting heavy, you were moaning that you couldn’t come again and when you got super close to cumming again, everything went black.

Prager and Ja didn’t notice right away, once Ja looked up, he saw your eyes closed and clearly limp body.

“Baby, are you okay,” he lightly tapped your cheek a few times trying to see if you were awake.

You were breathing fine, just passed out.

They pulled out and cleaned you up, Ja monitored your condition and Prager was freaking out. Ja tried to calm Prager down, you were breathing just asleep.

A few hours later, you woke up.

Prager kissed you; he was worried and finally, his body could settle. Ja checked you over and ensured you were okay.

“I don’t think being as rough as we were is good for you. We should stop being this extreme.”

“Yeah, I agree with you Ja.”

So, they were a little less rough, but that wasn’t the big problem.

You were sleeping with Lyle; this was the eighth time you’ve slept with someone today. He was deep dicking you; you knew you were over sensitive and your pussy was red and raw but you pushed forward. All of a sudden you felt this pain in your lower abdomen, by your hips. It was sharp and extremely painful, you screamed out. You were ready to tell Lyle to pull out but he already was.

“You’re bleeding, babe.”

“Take me to the infirmary.”

“And say what? How do we explain this to them?”

“We say what happened. My hips are killing me, please, Lyle.”

“Yeah, let me grab my pants and wrap you up in your sheets.”

Lyle picked you up and wrapped you with your sheet and took you to the infirmary.

He burst through the door, holding you bridal style with your hands on your lower abdomen. You had tears in your eyes, your body writhed in pain.

A doctor came over to you two, “what happened?”

“She, uh,” Lyle didn’t know how to describe it, let alone explain all the sex you were having beforehand.

“She’s bleeding,” the doctor said as she brought a bed over and had you lay down.

“I need you to tell me what happened?”

“We were having sex and I think something tore,” you said between pained noises.

“Let me see,” the doctor said as she moved the sheets up to look at where the taring possibly could be. “We will have to do an ultrasound to see what’s been affected,” the doctor continued. “It looks pretty raw and red. How many times have you two had sex today?”

“Well, it’s about, I think eight. They are all very rough and I hate saying no because I love it so much,” you explained.

“They?”

You just shrugged at her not wanting to get into it.

“Either way, you can’t have rough sex too many times a day. Two at most and make sure they aren’t too rough. We still need to do an ultrasound to see what happened and figure out a recovery time.”

The recoms weren’t happy about it, they didn’t want to stop sleeping with you. However, they knew you needed to recover.

“Three weeks!?” Lopez shouted out when you told the group of them.

“Yup. That’s what the doctors said,” you said as you sat down next to Walker.

“Well, we can still give me head. Lightly,” Zdog said with a smile at Walker.

“Sorry girls. Doctor said no sex, no nothing for three weeks.”

“So, what are we supposed to do? Suffer?” Walker said.

“It’s important to listen to the doctor,” Ja said with reason.

“But our girl?” Prager said pouting.

“I’m still everyone’s girl, just not a sexually active one for three weeks.”

“Then we respect that,” Miles said.

You spent the next weeks with your mates being celibate, they didn’t love it at first since you were all very sexual beings. But you still loved each other and you still had fun hanging out and being with them. You also still gave them head; it was torture at times for yourself but you would manage. This time was good for your relationship with them, it made you all realize your relationships were more than the physical stuff.

Even after those three weeks were up, you knew you still had to return slowly, the doctor told you no more than times a day and preferably further apart. You had to remind them quite often, although they were not as sex-crazed as they were originally. Your high sex drive didn’t stop though, which is still a good thing because you were dating eight people. Most days in the beginning felt uncomfortable because you wanted more and wanted all of them. You had to keep things to a minimum and over time it did start to wind down, but you still missed the constant freaky sex and random hall closet quickies.

But the occasional sex almost made it better, you hated that you were wrong.

You were walking down the hall at night; you were heading to the recom kitchen for a midnight snack.

“What are you doing up so late?” Quaritch asked you.

You turned around to see him standing in the hall with his arms crossed over his chest.

“I was just getting a snack,” you said innocently as you bit your bottom lip.

“You must think you’re so cute.”

You smiled and giggled a little.

“When was the last time you got fucked cupcake?”

“You’re in luck. You’ve only been beaten out by Ja.”

“Good,” Miles said as he walked up to you and picked you up.

He kissed you as he brought you to his bedroom.

He lied you down on his bed and climbed over you, “fuck, I’m so glad I get to fuck you tonight. Good thing the other soldiers know how to keep their hands to themselves.”

“I would’ve bent the rules for you.”

“You probably shouldn’t, doctor’s orders.”

“So is having mind-blowing rough sex but I still do that.”

“That is why you can only do this twice a day.”

“Ugh, you’re no fun.”

“Cupcake, I can be all fun.”

Miles didn’t wait long to shove his hand down your pants and start rubbing at your clit. Your back arched and your body writhed up into his, your hips kept hitting his body. You cried out as his fingers slipped into you, you were pulling him closer to you, your lips wrapped around each other fiercely.

“Take your fucking clothes off.”

“Feisty.”

You and Miles quickly stripped your clothes off, you finished first and pushed him down. You swung your leg over his pelvis and leaned forward to kiss him, his hands fell to your hips and squeezed at the flesh there.

“Are you gonna take charge?”

“No, not from you. I couldn’t. I just wanted to be on top for a little bit to see what it’s like.”

“Good,” Miles said as he flipped you over and onto your back.

He grabbed your legs and pushed them up to your sides, he didn’t give you a lot of time to adjust he just pushed in. You cried out, it hurt a little but it still felt so good. You wondered if when real Na’vi mated, if it hurt this much every time. The Na’vi males were quite big, it felt like the Na’vi females weren’t made for it.

He set such a fast pace, you were loving it, you couldn’t get enough of it. Your nails clawed at his blue back as he brutally fucked you, your mouth opened wide but no sounds came out. You were in so much pleasure, your brain was empty and foggy. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to ruthlessly fuck you.

He pulled out and flipped you around onto your stomach, he lifted your hips up and slipped back inside. He didn’t stop his ruthless pounding, he just kept going. You gripped the sheets and hung your head as you moaned out loudly.

“Please, Miles. I’m gonna cum.”

“Good.”

“Just, don’t stop.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

“Fuck, just go faster.”

“As you wish.”

Miles sped up and you gripped the sheets harder, you felt a few tears fall down your cheeks.

“Miles! I’m gonna-“

“Cum, cupcake,” Miles thrusted particularly hard into you as you gripped onto him.

“Fuck, Miles.”

Your body felt exhausted, Miles pushed inside a few more times before he came and pulled out. He pulled you into his side as both of you relaxed and let your bodies decompress.

Then the door burst open.

“Hey is – oh. Just the girl I was looking for. Don’t tell me you can’t have any more sex tonight?” Lyle said looking so beaten up.

“Sorry, Lyle. You’ll be the first tomorrow,” you smiled at him.

“That fucking sucks. Sure, you can’t raise it to three?”

“Not if you want to rush me to the infirmary again.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“That’s what I thought.”

[xstarcutx]

recom shipping chart for funsies

[pragerswoman]

Christmas special

Warnings: smut, nsfw, mdni

Pairings: All recoms X y/n

A/N: merry Christmas/ happy holidays my loves I hope you enjoy tomorrow whatever you do 😊

On a crisp Christmas day, the sun painted the Sky with strokes of pink and gold, the last of its warmth before it dipped behind the distant mountains. Colonel Miles Quaritch, a man known for his stoic demeanor, found himself in an unusually festive spirit. He hummed a tune that his mother used to play on the piano, a distant melody that echoed through the quiet corridors of his memory. In the bustling command center, the air was filled with the scent of pine from the makeshift tree in the corner, a reminder of home that seemed to bring a smile to everyone's face, if only briefly.

Lyle Wainfleet, a young and eager soldier under Quaritch's command, watched as the Colonel's gaze lingered on the mistletoe hanging above the doorway. He had never seen the hardened leader so... human. The others - Prager, Mansk, Lopez, Ja, Brown, and Fike - all Navi from the latest wave of integration into the RDA forces, continued with their duties, their faces a mix of curiosity and amusement. They had heard of the human tradition but had never seen it in practice.

Y/n, a bright spark in the otherwise stern Navi squad, sauntered into the room, her eyes alight with mischief. Her emerald hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, and she held a sprig of mistletoe between her fingers like a secret weapon. She caught sight of Quaritch and grinned, a daring glint in her eye. Without a moment's hesitation, she approached him, her steps quick and playful. The room grew silent, all eyes on the unfolding spectacle.

The Colonel's tail, normally tucked tightly against his body, began to sway ever so slightly. It was a subtle sign of his discomfort, a trait he had been unable to completely suppress despite his years in an Avatar body. Y/n stepped closer, the mistletoe hovering just above them. She leaned in and whispered, "It's a human custom, Colonel. A kiss under the mistletoe means good luck." Quaritch's eyes widened, but before he could react, she pressed her lips to his. It was a soft, fleeting gesture that seemed to linger in the air, the tension palpable.

The other Navi soldiers couldn't help but smirk at the sight. Their own tails, a silent language of emotion, began to wag in a display of excitement and anticipation. Prager's tail swished with a mischievous glee, while Mansk's tail thumped rhythmically against the floor, a silent drumroll. Lopez's tail twitched erratically, a sign of his nervousness, and Brown's remained still, his eyes narrowed in thought.

Fike, the youngest of them all, was the first to react after the kiss. He let out a low whistle, breaking the silence. "Looks like we've got a new tradition to start," he quipped, his eyes dancing with amusement. Zhang chuckled, his deep voice rumbling through the room. "I'd say so," he added, his tail swishing with a hint of envy.

Emboldened by the Colonel's reaction, or perhaps by the holiday cheer, y/n turned to the others, the mistletoe still clutched in her hand. She kissed each of them in turn, her lips lingering just a bit longer on Lopez's, whose cheeks flushed a deep shade of blue. They exchanged a knowing smile, the tension in the room thickening. Each kiss was met with a mix of surprise and excitement, their tails betraying their inner feelings.

Before she knew it, the Navi had closed in on her, a mischievous twinkle in their eyes. They grabbed the spools of Christmas lights that were coiled nearby, and with surprising swiftness, they bound her wrists and ankles together. The lights sparkled against her skin, the coolness of the plastic contrasting with the warmth of their touch. She giggled, the thrill of the moment coursing through her, as they hoisted her into the air, suspending her from the rafters like a naughty Christmas ornament.

One by one, they stepped forward, each claiming a piece of her as their own. The first kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring the warm cavern of her mouth. She moaned as his strong arms wrapped around her, holding her in a passionate embrace that seemed to defy gravity. His tail wound around her waist, the scales rough and yet comforting as he ground his hips against her. The next took her from behind, his thick cock pressing against the cleft of her ass as he nibbled at her neck, his breath hot and heavy.

Her pussy grew wet with desire as she felt their hands all over her body, exploring every curve and crevice. They were like a pack of hungry wolves, eager to claim their prize. Each touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her, making her squirm in her bonds. They didn't speak, their actions speaking louder than words. They had been denied these simple pleasures for too long, and now, on this day of all days, they were going to take what they wanted.

One by one, they stepped up to her, their tails swishing with excitement. They took turns filling her in every way imaginable. Her moans grew louder, her breaths quicker as she felt them enter her. They were rough yet gentle, their movements in sync with the rhythm of the holiday music playing softly in the background. Each thrust was a declaration of lust, a silent promise that this moment would never be forgotten. Her ass cheeks clenched around one as she took another in her pussy, the sensation overwhelming and delicious. Her tits bounced with every movement, begging for attention, and they were more than happy to oblige.

Fike was the first to taste her, his mouth enveloping one of her hardened nipples as he fucked her from behind. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but she welcomed it, arching her back to offer herself up fully. His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Meanwhile, Brown's cock slid in and out of her mouth, her tongue dancing around the head as she struggled not to gag. The salty taste of him mixed with the metallic tang of the lights that dug into her skin, creating a heady concoction that made her even wetter.

Ja and Zhang took turns filling her pussy, their long, thick members stretching her to the brink of pain and back. She could feel their muscles ripple with every thrust, their tails entwining with hers in a silent symphony of passion. Prager and Mansk stepped closer, their eyes gleaming with desire. They took her breasts in their hands, squeezing and teasing them as they watched the others claim her. The sensations were a whirlwind, each one building upon the last, threatening to send her spiraling over the edge.

The lights around her reflected in their eyes, turning them into pools of molten desire. They traded glances, a silent agreement passing between them, and then they were upon her, their cocks sliding into her tits, the tightness of her flesh gripping them like a vice. She gasped around Brown's shaft, her eyes watering with the intense pressure. The combination of fullness was almost too much, but she reveled in it, her body alive with sensation.

They all moved as one, their hips pumping in unison, their tails swishing in a symphony of pleasure. The sound of their skin slapping against hers was a crescendo that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room. The tension built within her, a volcano of lust ready to erupt. She could feel their cocks thicken, their breaths grow ragged, and she knew they were close.

With a final, guttural roar, they all released their seed, the warmth of it filling her in waves. It was as if every star in the sky had burst inside her, and she was the center of the universe. Her body convulsed, her muscles tightening around them as she screamed out her orgasm, the sound echoing through the command center like a battle cry. The lights above flickered, a silent testament to the intensity of the moment.

And then, as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. They all pulled away, their tails dropping to the floor with a collective thud. The room was still, the only sound the ragged breaths of the exhausted men. Phoenix, still suspended by the lights, looked around at them with a dazed smile, her body limp and satisfied.

[malinka624]

Рисовала всех рекомов с разницей в полгода

Думаю надо ещё раз этим заняться

Среди рекомов у меня нет любимчиков я думаю, люблю всех одинаково💙 (ну кроме Уоррена… сори нот сори😅). Они все такие разные и интересные, и даже через немногочисленные небольшие взаимодействия видно что они заботятся друг о друге.

В каноне их очень тупо слили, я считаю они заслуживали лучшего. И поэтому в моей ау они все живы✨😌 (кроме Уоррена… ну я должна же была хоть кого-то убить)

Отп Манск/Прагер и Лопез/Джа (ну и Куоритч/реком Джейк конечно)

[hellpmeimobsessed]

Completely Random Recom Squad Headcanons

These are all purely based on vibes, if you disagree, I'm sorry. Feel free to add on if you'd like! There are 5 headcanons to each of the 12 members of the squad.

Brown:

Doesn't get into trouble often

Longest tail out of the recoms

Personal space is a must

Plays acoustic guitar

Picky eater

Fike:

Second youngest recom

Most playful recom

Eats the weirdest food combos like dipping his fries in ice cream

Occasional voice cracks the squad all immediately parrot to tease him

Peak troublemaker; mocks Quaritch playfully behind his back, pulls pranks, etc

Ja:

Youngest recom

Best behaved; never gets into trouble, and will actively tell on more mischievous members like Fike and Wainfleet

A pretty good visual artist has sketches of random things and people, including the squad

The hat was a gift from his younger sister

He's easy to spook outside of missions, nerves of steel when on active duty

Lopez:

Says he knows Spanish; only knows basic conversation starters and curse words

Drama king when he gets sick; acts like he's dying

Can't sleep without noise

Plays Solitaire when he's bored

Burns water, can't cook to save his life

Mansk:

Impartial to shenanigans. Will simply roll his eyes, will stay out of it and quiet, but will not actively cover anyone, just says he didn't see or hear anything.

He wears a sleep mask

Fidgets with anything in his hands

His love language is food, whether he's making it or it's being made for him, either way to him it's a very clear "I love you"

He has the most contagious laugh

Prager:

Reads a lot

Likes to strike up conversation about anything; he's a natural ice-breaker and extrovert, with a wide array of knowledge.

He's a natural heater; the headband keeps the sweat out of his eyes.

He's the only recom with one fang that's smaller than the other; it's his right fang.

He's really good at cheating at cards, but you can't prove it.

Quaritch:

Extremely light sleeper.

Dad jokes; all the time

He isn't actually grumpy, he's just so used to having to act tough all the time and has a resting bitch face as a result

Movie buff; his favorite way to relax is to put on whatever movie looks good at the time, catches and makes movie references all the time.

Snacks a lot

Wainfleet:

Physical affection is his favorite thing, always putting a hand on someone's shoulder, putting his teammates in a playful headlock, etc

Will eat anything; the actual bottomless pit

Is allergic to cats and dogs

Likes comic books and is an avid reader and collector

Snores. LOUDLY.

Walker:

Spiky exterior, soft on the inside, but the trust has to be well-earned

Keeps a journal

Takes frequent naps when and where she can

Has a stuffed Lynx plushie she's had since she was a child

Tosses and turns like no tomorrow when she sleeps

Warren:

He has a fursona. It's a leopard.

Has a lovely singing voice; IF you ever get to hear it

Professional gaslighter

Has at least one plant; takes very good care of it

Shyest recom member

Z-Dog:

Friendliest recom member

Bear hugs for the win

Did her own tattoos and tattoos the others; Her favorite is a rubber duck on her inner thigh

Immaculate sorting skills; everything that can be reasonably alphabetized is, and her living space is pristine

Can absolutely demolish you at Tetris

Zhang:

Has an amazing intuition about people

Likes reading and writing poetry

Is the fastest recom member

Stupid lucky at blackjack; everyone's convinced he's cheating, but he's not

Hums his favorite songs while he does anything tedious or repetitive, like cleaning his gun or folding laundry

[liesandspookyfairytales]

Pandora's mafia

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Recom!reader

A/N: I originally wanted to make this one longer, but it's been so long since I've published anything new, so I decided to just publish it. Reminder, this is a part one of a series!

Also please, please leave comments 🥺🙏🏻. I am officially identifying as a comment whore 🤣

Anyway, ejoy!

Part one |

(enjoy this very jummy gif of Quaritch)

I swirl in my chair while listening to Parker Selfridge drone on and on, trying not to show my boredom and annoyance. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Tonowari and his wife, Ronal. While Tonowari is doing a remarkable good job on masking his emotions, his wife on the other end… I let out a groan as Selfridge continue’s talking, showing no signs of stopping. “That’s enough, Selfridge,” I snap, “or are you trying to take out the competition by boring us to death.” Selfridge looks taken aback and stutters nervously. Seriously, for a guy in this type of business, he sure lacks a pair of balls. Large ones at least, if he has them, which I imagine he doesn’t, I cannot imagine that they’re very big.

“Miss L/N is right,” says Tonowari, nodding in my direction, “you are wasting our time, Selfridge, we’ve got better things to do than listen to your nonsense.” He stands and holds out his hand for his wife, ever the gentleman, and leaves the conference room. I look Selfridge straight in the eyes, making him sweat, before making my way out of the conference room as well. I hear Selfridge scramble to get up, “miss L/N, I don’t know if you’ve considered my proposal, but–” “Absolutely not,” I dismiss him, while pushing through the doors. Outside, three out of twelve of my bodyguards are waiting for me. “But as I was going to say, I think that it could be greatly beneficial if we–” I harshly cut him off again, “I said no, Selfridge.” I feel my bodyguards flanking me. “Besides, does your mistress even know about this proposal?” I spit out the word ‘mistress’ with disgust and smirk at his pale face. Selfridge likes to pretend that he’s the boss, only because he inherited his business from his father, but we all know who pulls the strings and it’s not him.

Turning my back toward the weakling of a man, I stride towards the elevator. One of my bodyguards pushes the button for the elevator and soon, the doors open allowing us to get inside the packed space. The woman next to me looks up from her phone, sees me and my bodyguards and rushes out of the elevator. I hear one of the three let out a soft snort before masking his expression. The elevator ride to the parking lot is slow and in torturous heat. When the doors finally open and let in the cool parking lot air, I almost let out a sigh of relief.

During the ride to my estate, I pull out my laptop, typing out a quick summary of the meeting and clearing out my mails. “You’re working too much,” states one of my bodyguards. I humm in response, knowing he’s right, but leading one of the biggest mafia’s in Pandora is not an easy feat.

Even though Pandora is officially a rogue state in the United states, which is why the law enforcement has no authority here, they have been causing more and more problems the past few weeks. They have been giving me major headaches and sleepless nights. Of course this all started with these idiots electing a new president, who’s completely incompetent. But that’s not my business. As long as he doesn’t set foot in Pandora, I can’t bring myself to care.

The driver stops in front of the main gates of my estate and rolls down the window and presses a button on the little black box next to the car. “Who is it,” asks a monotone voice. “We’re back,” responds the driver in an equally monotone voice. The black box buzzes and the gates open. The car slowly rolls to a stop in front of the stairs leading to the front door. I throw open the door and quickly ascend the steps, my bodyguards following close behind.