"As long as sky people are here on Pandora. There is no 'happy' memory." He looks around defiantly and closed off before continuing to eat. An uncomfortable silence falls over your friends and you before Teylan pips up about a new tech he sourced and how useful it'll be. As the young Na'vi goes on and on about the tech, you sense a change in Nor as his breath becomes harder before he tosses his half- empty leaf plate onto the floor.

"You are Na'vi Teylan. You need not to use sky people's metal." He looms over our group with a frustrated expression as he clutches his hands at his sides, not knowing what to do with himself. Everyone simply looks in pity before you decide to speak up, trying to calm him and bring back the light mood. The day was too great to ruin it with one's morals.

"Calm Nor, he has adapted and found a skill that best suits him." I say softly, reaching for his clenched hand but he pulls away sharply and rears his lip back with a slight hiss.

"You are only fueling his addiction to being useful to sky people. You think you are any better just because you can smile in our faces? You are an empty shell of what once was, our people suffered and you all sit here and pretend as if it's all ok now."

His eyes pin you to your spot before he turns and leaves. His tail whipping behind him as he finally disappears from view. You can't help but stare where he once stood, his cruel words replaying in your brain. Did you really give off ingenuine? Was there something wrong with finding the light in the situations we are thrust into?

You swallow the lump that grows in your throat as you try to push past the pain his words caused you. But soon pretending it didn't hurt doesn't work to stop the tears that raise your eyes. You gently place your food down and leave, without another word. Your thoughts overwhelming your mind as you ignore your friends who call out to you in concern.

The next few days go by and the sun has never been seen since that day. The clouds of the forest returned and so did rain. You've kept to yourself leaving minimal interactions with your family and human friends combined. Everyone knew it was Nor who caused such a change in you but people never truly knew how to bring it up. Teetering on the edge but never fully confronting you about it. That fact, only made you feel even worse about yourself. Your mind constantly attacks you with malicious words and scenarios that you knew deep down weren't true.

The entire day has almost passed when you were called for dinner. Tonight the Sarentus Tsahik has called for the clans to eat together to celebrate the final blow towards the RDA. Na'vi from across the western frontier mix and mingle as you watch over them in the coldest corner of the room. A cold leaf plate full of food in your lap, uneaten of course. You stare at it exhausted and slightly disgusted, not because it was nasty but because you never felt hungry as of late. Opting to eat here and there when your body begged for it. You were about to hand off the food to some poor Na'vi when a voice stops you.

"Ah look who it is, my favorite Sarentu!" An eccentric voice calls out to me, following the jingle of wooden potion bottles.

"Okul. Nice to see you here." I smile tightly as I try to relax my mind but also my heart.

They plop down next to you as their eyes catch onto your unkempt hair which was unusual for your day to day. They may not see you whenever they like but they knew you loved to style your hair.

"Have you gone out with Nimun today? Your hair is wild!" They lean forward, a wide smile still on their lips, not yet gathering the lack of care you've been giving yourself since you last saw them. A false smile rests on your lips as you respond short and sweet.

"Ahh yes. She has been itching to fly…" Your fingers run through your tangled hair self consciously. The two of you sit in silence as they stare at you waiting for you to talk to them but the feeling of a conversation with them becomes too much. A clearing of your throat, you hand them your uneaten food and excuse yourself.

"Sorry. I must go." You voice barley above a whisper as you swiftly turn your back and rush away to somewhere more private.

"Oh, see you later?" They call out after you but you only raise your hand in response.

Okul sits alone yet again, staring at the food in their hands. You didn't even touch it. Was it bad? They raise the cold leaf to their nose and sniff but it smells fine? They desperately want to follow after you but they stay glued to their spot as their mind runs with wild scenarios. Did they scare you away? Did you not like them as much as they thought you did?

"Okul, what are you doing alone?"

Their eyes snap up and their mind blanks, seeing Tamtey staring down in concern. They simply sigh dramatically while raising the cold food.

"Seems that Y/n did not like the food. They have left so quickly."

Tamtey hears the disappointment in their voice as she glides into the empty space beside Okul, hand on their shoulder.

"Don't take it personally. They… they've been dealing with some things." Tamtey's explanation makes them stop all.

"What do you mean?" Their breath slightly quickens at the thought of something bad happening to you. Friend or crush alike they would hate for you to feel stuck and alone. Tamtey hesitates, not quite sure how to respond which only makes Okul more antsy. Tamtey finally opens her mouth to explain how Nor's words hurt you deep and caused you to revert into your shell. Avoiding everyone as well as any comfort the others try to give to bring them back. Okul listens to this intently, finger on their chin as they nod. A frown on their lips and brow muscle wound tightly. How dare someone try to dim your light.

Okul feels upset for you as they rethink back on the conversation the two of you just shared. How uncharacteristically you acted. It all made sense. At the end of Tamtey speaking they throw themselves onto their feet.

"I must find them." They say with heavy determination, a fist knocking into their empty palm.

"They aren't particularly open to talking now." Tamtey tries to stop them but they're already shaking their head 'no'.

"Or maybe no one has made a stronger effort." The words weren't meant to come off so harshly but there was truly no other way to say it. Their chest aches with the thought of you feeling so alone and struggling while your family acts as if it's not happening nor serious.

"I suppose you are right. They usually hang out near the cliff at the back entrance." Tamtey admits with slight shame. This was a battle she wasn't well versed in. She knew that Nor could be harsh but typically oversees it knowing he would do anything for his family but she is one Na'vi with her own feelings. She has a shell around her heart but you—you have open arms. Always welcoming and warm like the sun on one's skin. Hearing those words must've hurt you enough that others are noticing it. When the Sarentu looks up they only see the party and no Okul in sight. A soft smile rests on her lips.

"Bring them back to us Okul." She whispers to herself before jumping back into enjoying the party.

On the cliff, you sit at the very edge, legs kicking as you enjoy the warm night. Humming to yourself, a sarentu melody. Your eyes droop just a little, feeling sleep wanting to consume you whole.

"I heard I would find you hear." A voice calls out softly behind you causing you to look back slightly freaked out.

"Okul… what are you doing here, shouldn't you be enjoying the festivities?" You pull your legs back up onto solid ground and your chest. They only shake their head as they watch you physically shield yourself off to them. They swiftly appear at your side and sit with their back to the cliff, quite reckless they know but for you—they couldn't care. They lean closer to stare at your far off face, hand slowly slipping between your clasped arms.

"Look at me." They whisper. With a heavy sigh you finally break away from the rest of Pandora to stare into their yellow orbs.

"There you are." They smile softly as they tuck feral strands of your hair behind your ear. Their soft fingers graze your cheek bone causing your body to tingle and breath to hitch.

"Why are you here?" You ask broken and blunt but not daring to pull way from them. You never wanted their touch to leave but you don't want it in a moment such as this. You wanted it in the privacy of your home, all wrapped together in nothing but the furs as they whisper sweet nothings into your ear. You look away quickly trying to shush the lustful thoughts but they grip your chin and guide your gaze back to them.

"I have come to comfort you." They admit, their tail trails up your left shin before resting around your ankle.

"My favorite Sarentu should not be sad especially in a time like this." They hum.

"I am not your favorite Sarentu, this is Tamtey." I scoff, shaking my head. There it was, the way you didn't believe their words and efforts in comfort causes them to gasp as their hand clutches their chest.

"You dare say I'm lying?" They lean closely, mere centimeters away from grazing your lips if they speak. They struggle to stay focused on your eyes, slowly trailing down to those plush, full lips of yours. They have never gotten this close to you, minus their various wet dreams of you writhing underneath them in complete pleasure. You both become lost, the other waiting for a crack, the tension intensifies when your lips part softly, ghosting their lips.

"Okul…" It practically comes out as a moan in their ears. They don't even think about it clearly when they break and slam their lips into yours. You gasp as they push you onto your back as they settle on your lap, moans and rustling as they practically rip your clothes off. Their tongue invading your mouth, catching your tongue and sucking softly. When they pull away a strong string of spit connects the both of you. You struggle to catch your breath as you watch them lick their lips, watching you like a predator does their prey.

"I-" They shush you quickly.

"I am here for you. Let me love you properly." They smirk as their lips attack your neck this time, biting and sucking leaving deep purplish marks as well as their teeth imprints. They are making you theirs tonight and it seems like you have no problem with it, the way you move your head and body to make space for them. They slip back and push your thighs apart before sinking between them. Their hands run up and down your stomach as they slowly hump at your wettened core. Their lips never stopping their assault. You moan into the night sky, the lust overtaking your right mind. Finally they pull back at look down in complete admiration.

"You look beautiful, ma y/n." They whisper, fingers tracing the marks they just made.

"O-Okul please…" You grumble, feeling like nectar. They smirk, leaning down, hips grinding themselves down on you once again.

You moan softly, "I need more….make me yours."

Those words make their heart stop. Pupils swallow the yellow of their eyes. That's all they wanted to hear. They always dreamed of hearing you say this but for it to actually be true sent shivers down their spine. Their heart hammers against their chest as they nod.

"Anything for you.." Their lips wrap around your perky nipple as their fingers toy with the other. They suck and bite, revealing in your sweet moans before moving to the other in repetitive motions. They trail their tongue down your ready body before landing above your sweet clit. They pin your legs up towards your chest as you meet their gaze from between your thighs. Their lips are not in view as they press soft kisses to your folds. A tentative lick placed over your puffy slit, threatening to break through the threshold.

"Okul please stop teasing." You whine, closing your eyes, shaking your head.

"I want to savour this. Savour you, ma yawntu." They whisper, their lips tickle your pussy. Kitten licks turn to their tongue pressing flat against your clit as their fingers slowly push in and out of your clenching hole. Your moans and begging sound like music to their ears as you come twice to their lustful embrace. They growl whenever you try to push them away, gripping your thighs in place as they only crawl closer to continue enjoying your essence.

With a suck on your clit they finally pull back, cheeks wet with your juices and their drool combined. They lick their lips, full on you and a chuckle fills your ears. You look down exhausted and tired the sight makes you want to come all over again. Their locs are astray, hazy lust filled eyes, and the mess that spreads across their cheeks. Your hand makes its way down to the only clean part of their cheek, thumbing gently rubbing it. You struggle to find the words to fill such intimate air but luckily Okul beats you to it.

"Are you satisfied ma yawntu?" they lean into your palm as their fingers slowly graze your slit, making you shudder and wiggle your hips.

"Very." You relax when their slender but fulfilling fingers enter you once again, mouth agape. They hum as they struggle to keep their gaze off your pussy that squelches deliciously. They pull away and lick at their fingers, covered in your cum. Eyes staring into you threatening you to look away. They sigh with content as they move to rest beside you. You stare into the sky, tired and thoroughly fucked. Your chest rise and falls as you catch your breath. You shakily sit up and look over to see them watching you the entire time. You feel the heat rush up your face as you run your hands down your cheeks as the air cools the pulsing from between your thighs.

"You are an unrelentious beast." You laugh as your hands search for your clothes that were tossed away. Shuffling of Okul sitting up is heard behind you but you pay no mind, focusing on your clothes. That is until you feel familiar hands wrap around your waist and tug you to their chest. Words whispered up against your ear.

"Only for you ma y/n." Your eyes roll shut as your breath shudders, lips parted softly losing all your strength as you slump against them, enjoying their warmth.

"You are mine as I am yours." They whisper seeing what their words do to you. Their hands travel up to your chest, fondling and groping your breasts.

"We should really get back to the party before—" You moan unexpectedly as they pinch at your nipples.

"Before they realize we are gone." You push yourself to finish with your eyes squeezed shut. They suck their teeth softly, nose grazing against your bruised neck.

"They see why we were gone regardless. I am drenched in your smell, they could practically taste you." They purr, hands traveling back down to rest at my hips, pinching softly. You swallow and look over your shoulders to them, just one look at your eyes they see there is something bothering you.

"What is it ma Y/n?" They whisper, a hand coming up to soothe your warm cheek.

"Did this actually mean anything to you?" You whisper as if afraid it'll push them away completely.

Their eyes soften and shake their head quickly, "I've loved you ever since I laid eyes on you." Their tone is so sincere and confident, you question why you even doubted them in the first place. They slowly reach behind them and grab their braided kuru.

You gasp as they hold it out for you, "Let me show you everything, ma y/n."

"Are you sure about this? What if I am not the same person you've met? I am not—" They raise their fingers to rest over your lips as they shush you.

"You are the reason I've come today. I searched for you in the crowds and listened for your voice. If I hadn't wanted you so bad I wouldn't have followed you here." Their hand falls from your lips and to your waist as they tug you to sit in their lap. You willingly climb in, face to face—chest to chest. Your naked body over their simple clothed one. Their hand trails from your hip to your own braided kuru, toying with it softly.

"This is your decision." They whisper, other hand still holding their kuru as the end reveals their wriggling queues waiting to attach to you. You take a deep breath and reach behind you, hand grazing the length of your braid. Their eyes following the movement obediently, they bite their lip softly trying to keep in a moan. When you reach the end you carefully reveal the queues of your own and hold it out to theirs. When you connect, a shudder runs through you both as your connection strengthens.

"Okul…" you gasp, the connected braids falls from both of your hands. Yours grip their shoulder, eyes squeezed shut while their hands grips your hip and middle of your back pulling you to their chest. It was an intimate embrace that you felt could last forever.

Okul moans and gasps softly underneath your frame, "Ma Y/n… I—I see you." They gasp again their hips jutting forward into your ass. "Ma Okul…" you whisper into their ear. You pull back to gaze at their pleased face. A soft smile on your lips as you softly kiss their nose causing them to open their eyes. Pupils dilated and a melted smile greet you back as you admire them.

"I see you." You gently kiss their nose once more, their upper half slump against your chest and they hold you tightly. A sound comes from their throat, practically a purr as they replay those words in their mind.

"I see you ma Y/n." You close your eyes with them, cradling their head to your chest.

A memory cuts in, one from Okul and immediately recognize it the longer you watch. It was the day you and Tamtey appeared at the Hollows, standing tall and confident even when Mokasa shunned you away. From their eyes, they flick between you and your companion but mainly stick to you. They stay in the background even when their clan members close in around the two of you. They admired the way you spoke, you could feel their ears perk up when you spoke so defiantly. The glare you gave Mokasa, which turned them on. The way you moved your arms causing the muscles in them to flex. They wanted to do nothing more than to keep you to themselves. Your hair, your voice, eywa everything about you is what they wanted in a mate.

They only crept closer when Sa'ney called the pair of you closer. You and your sarentu leader sat to listen to Sa'ney speak about Anufi. The way you spoke about bringing their Tsahik back only made them fall more in love with you and they haven't even had a conversation with you yet. When the pair of you stood and left the hut, your eyes connected for a split second and a gentle smile rose to your lips as you quickly greeted them before taking off on your Ikrans. They clutched their chest where their pounding heart sat as they watched you go.

"You see. I loved you from the beginning." Their voice echoes before calming to a single sound.

"No matter what you did, it could only make me fall in love with you more. The way you fought so hard for our clan and reunited us all, was something I could never figure out how to repay." They continue as you open your eyes to greet their warm open ones.

"You need not to feel bad for simply existing, ma yawntu." They gently press their lips to mine as our kurus detach but the warm feeling never leaves, instead it settles in our bones.

We pull back, watching each other, " thank you ma Okul."

Your mate hums happily with a love drunk expression, making you cover your mouth as you fail to suppress a giggle.

"Let's go back inside." I crawl off their lap, tossing on my clothes. They watch, their body feeling cold as you moved which makes them pout childishly but it's quickly washed away when they watch you extend your hand.

They take it with no hesitation, "you didn't touch your leaf plate! We must get you fed."