Welcome to Pandora

The order and quiet command said through smirking lips stilled you in your spot. You couldn’t say it, not when your friendship would be jeopardised as a result, but you might fare better with another person to look over you. Because Neteyam, well… it was hard to focus with him circling you, looking at your body from every angle, studying it, touching you over and over again so your form improved, pressing your body against yours to show you the correct way with his own… it was too much, too soon - it was enough to set your every nerve ending alight and send pulses of untamed electricity up and down every inch of you.  

You shifted your stance a little - you had to, to accommodate for the growing heat in your core, for the way you were dripping in slick from being around him all day. He didn’t like that, a little tsk of disapproval barely audible as he took note of how tight together your legs were all of a sudden. 

“Come on now, we’ve been over the stance for hours a few days ago. Are you trying to be difficult? Come on, yawne: open your legs for me.” A gentle pat on your bare bum was enough to elicit a small moan from your unsuspecting mouth, the gesture so intimate and enticing, it made your mind spiral with thoughts Eywa would frown upon hearing, thoughts that made your already wet loincloth damp. 

You closed your eyes in dismay and embarrassment - what were the chances he didn’t hear that?

“Well, well, well… I see how it is. It turns out all this time you just needed a… tougher hand. Who would have thought, tawtutetsyip?” 

You want to curse and cry, you want to hide in shame and you thank whatever gods you can still remember from all the lessons Norm gave you that, at the very least, he was facing away from you, so you can’t notice the smug look on his face, the way you could the amused tone of his voice. 

“I can smell you. So needy.” 

One of his hands takes a hold of your shoulder, seemingly keeping you in place while his other hand moves away from you before making contact with your ass again, this time harder, the force almost knocking you forward, if it wasn’t for his unrelenting grip on your aching, desperate, longing body. The sting is intense and overwhelming, but so, so good and you lean back unwittingly against his broad, muscular chest, your head falling in the crook on his neck. You’re panting now, the sensation overload too overbearing to allow you the comfort of your normally sound thoughts, and you know you might regret this, you know when the high comes crashing down the consequences might break your bones, but you don’t care, not right now, now while his breath is fawning over the side of your face, his melodic, deep, husky voice whispering in your ear. 

“Be a good girl and take the shot for me, and I’ll indulge you all night long. How’s that sound, huh, yawne?”

Neteyam enjoys simple things, doing things that help him calm his mind after yet another stressful day, or in between tasks and daily duties as the future olo’eyktan. Simple things he’s learned to accomplish to the point of perfection at such a young age, that he didn’t even had to think anymore as he did them now. Things, such as weaving, skinning his latest hunt, braiding his hair, sharpening knifes and craving arrows.

Neteyam senses your warmth at his back before he even hears or feels your breath on his neck, as he kneels on the floor in your shared marui.

"Yes, yawne?" He says, not looking up from the way he slowly moves a woven thread between his fingers.

"Don't mind me", you say softly, but Neteyam can hear the grin in your voice. "Keep doing what you're doing." Your arms encircle his middle and you nuzzle your face against the muscles of his back, barely able to reach your arms all the way around his waist.

Neteyam absently reaches for another pearl, while you put your lips between the space of his shoulder blades, up, up, up, all the way until your lips meet his neck, tongue sliding over his skin in a teasing lick.

"What you're doing is distracting", Neteyam huffs out a breath, trying to hide the smile that forms on his lips.

"Huh. Is it?" Your other hand has gone to work now, dipped down lower to where his loincloth sits, palming, until your fingers brush over a bulge that now presses against the woven cloth. Your palm pushes against it and he sucks in a breath.

"Yes, it is." Neteyam keeps his voice level, but it’s getting harder the more you palm his cock over the thin fabric. Alternating your lips to small nips with your pointy teeth along his neck, you then finally manage to tug him free. "I just want to help you relax", you giggle softly.

It's incredibly difficult to concentrate on weaving such complex patterns under these conditions, but Neteyam tries his best, reaching for another pearl, tying another knot with skilled fingers. Your own skilled fingers however, they were entirely busy stroking his cock now.

He feels a bit ridiculous, he had to admit to himself. With his loincloth hanging so low that you could easily play with him and your chin resting on his shoulder to get a good view, while he pretended to be entirely focused on that damn piece of clothing he made purely to calm his mind– when there was something way better to do, something that could help him relax like no other task could.

Your hand pushes harder, movements quickening and Neteyam drops the threads in his hands, choking back a moan.

"C'mon, paskalin", you whisper, breath tickling his ear. "You can do better than that. I want to hear you." Both of your hands move to his cock, stroking simultaneously, twisting in opposite directions, thumb teasing his slit where pre-cum oozes in thick droplets.

"O-Oh great mother", he shakily exhales, and you kiss his jaw as you stare down at him, watching the way his abs flex and hips instinctively buck forward and into your fist, seeking more.

"Hmm, you like that don’t you? My mighty warrior likes getting his cock stroked like that?", you purr, before your tongue glides over the shell of his ear.

With a sense of helplessness, Neteyam thrusts into your touch again, a desperate way to let you know that he needs more– faster, harder. His mouth hangs open and his eyes are only half lidded, yet he’s transfixed at the sight of your delicate hands that aren’t even able to close entirely around his shaft, as you pick up a quicker pace.

"Fuck", he curses, the alien words clumsily tumbling from his lips in a whimper, his mind too busy focusing on the pleasure to separate the sky peoples language from this of his own people. Still, you understand.

"We‘ll get to that soon", you giggle softly.

You don’t speak it fluently, but there are certain words and phrases that you picked up over time, often slipping out of him when he felt especially good, and now you understand their meaning to a certain degree.

"That's it, just relax for me, yawne. You can come if you want to", you coo into his ear, once Neteyam lets out a truly shameful low, strangled groan. "Go on, make a mess. Let it all out."

He can't help it, the noises that get out of him. And he can't help the way he comes so hard that it's almost as blazing white as his grace, everything gone but your hands on him and your warmth on his back and the sound of your encouragement, loving praises and content hums blurring with the rushing noise in his own head before he feels his brain turn to mush and his whole body relax.

This is undoubtedly better than weaving, skinning his latest hunt, braiding his hair, sharpening knifes and craving arrows, he thinks. So much better.

It had been a few weeks. No, scratch that. Probably fucking months of this back and forth game with Neteyam. Growing up on Pandora was like no other. You never knew earth as your home, being born 2 years after the war with the sky people, you were abandoned by both your parents. They had left to seek sanctuary with the RDA shortly after you were born. Luckily you didn’t remember but that’s besides the point of this story. 

You met Neteyam early on. Jake had always brought his children to the lab to play with the other human kids their age. And same with the village. It was familiar, you went there practically every day. So Neteyam of course became your friend. 

It was weird though. As you both grew older to be adults, he started acting funny around you. Stumbling over words, sweating a lot and when you would ask to hang out he would blow you off. Of fucking course your first thought was ‘what did I do?’ because who in their right mind wouldn't think that. It was only the logical response. 

You let it be, let your life go on because well, Neteyam was a busy man but so were you. Working alongside Norm, your adoptive father, in the labs day in and day out since you were old enough to do so doing lab experiments or helping the other avatars with injuries. It was a daily chore or sort of thing and since the return of the sky people on Pandora, the good humans and Na’vi lived in extremely close quarters. Putting you in a direct connection with Neteyam. 

So anyway, it was your usual setting with your small group of friends. Lo’ak, Spider, Kiri, Neteyam and you were all hanging out in the lab watching a movie. It was a normal day nothing interesting had happened and for once Jake actually let his kids have a day off to relax so you took the opportunity to hopefully pull Neteyam aside to talk. 

It’s not that you didn’t like him, Neteyam was your friend. But you always felt something more. This sort of tension. Ever since you got boobs and wider hips you always caught him staring. It didn’t make you uncomfortable or anything and him being Na’vi, Neteyam should have been more comfortable around those who wear less clothing but you, you being human, was different. You thought that maybe because your tits were larger than most Na’vi women or softer, of course he hadn’t touched but would always look, especially if you were wearing a low cut shirt or shorts. 

But, fuck, you wanted him to touch. 

Your train of thought was interrupted by Lo’ak asking for more popcorn, a human treat brought by Norm from earth. Probably expired by now but Lo’ak loved that shit. Releasing your bottom lip from between your teeth and tearing your eyes away from the screen, you felt Neteyam looking at you out of the corner of his eye making your breath hitch. Nodding your head, you reached for the remote to pause the large T.V in the middle of the common room. “Yeah sure.” You got up from your spot next to Kiri on the couch, and shuffled over to the door when you heard Neteyam get up. “I can come too.” You were ready to protest but Lo’ak interrupted you again as you reached for the door handle. 

“Ugh, don't take too long. The movie!” He sighed, waving his hands out toward the T.V. You rolled your eyes and shot a glance at Lo’ak. “It’ll be quick.” Or so you thought. 

As of late things became increasingly awkward with Neteyam. He visited less often, having patrol duty around the forest but the times you did run into him, he was always rushing to get away from you. It was weird and of course you had to talk with him but you didn’t know how.

You never knew how to approach this store of subject. You could say something like ‘Hey I've noticed you staring at my tits, do you like me?’ But you couldn’t say that. You were shy, awkward. Especially around Neteyam.  

As you both walked through the corridors of the small trailer, fit mainly for humans, you watched as Neteyam ducked down through each doorway, and tried to not knock anything over with his swishing tail. “Soooo.” You said nonchalantly. Glancing up at him through the corner of your eye. You watched as his cheeks flush as he turned away, avoiding you. 

He was dodging something. 

“Soo..” He basically all but said it aloud. So low that your little human ears didn’t catch it. “Hmm?” You asked because really you didn’t hear him and your hand brushed absentmindedly against his thigh by accident. Neteyam audibly shuttered and cleared his throat to hide the fact you of all people make him nervous. 

“No-nothing. I didn’t say anything” He sputtered, rubbing the back of his neck and continuing to walk a little bit ahead of you down the hall. The poor man was so nervous that he could barely talk. But it’s not like you were flaunting off your body or anything. Shit, you were dressed in pajama shorts and a large shirt, there was no reason for him to be acting like this. 

So you ignored him making it to the kitchen which wasn’t a long walk to begin with. It was tucked in the back of the long trailer and attached had a pantry with a keypad that kept all the snacks locked away to keep mainly Lo’ak out of. Of course that’s where Norm hid his little stash. 

You sighed, punching in the code to the pantry door, while Neteyam looked away pacing the kitchen. Not even sure why he looked away because he never ate any of the human food anyway. It was silly. You chuckled to yourself as you opened the door, walking into the largeish pantry that had space for at least 2 adult sized Na’vi. You looked around for the popcorn and it wasn’t where you left it earlier. “Shit.” You mumbled to yourself. 

Top shelf. 

Of course, you couldn’t reach that and of course you had to ask for help from your very tall friend. 

“Hey. Uhm can I have a little help?” You called out to Neteyam. 

It only took him like two long strides before he was at the door, ducking down to enter the pantry. 

But then the worst imaginable happened. 

The door swung closed behind him and the key pad beeped, locking you both in. “No! NO!” You frantically ran to the door, banging on the small glass window and jiggling the handle. “Fuck! Help!” You yelled frustratedly, slamming your fists against the door but it was useless. No one could hear you.  

You turned around to face Neteyam, as you slumped against the door in defeat. You noticed he had backed up into the corner of the panty with his hands covering his loincloth, not thinking anything of it, you slid down the door and tucked your knees to your chest. “We’re stuck.” You said quite plainly.

It was stating the obvious. Until someone came into the kitchen and noticed you two were there, the both of you would be stuck, and with Norm gone it could be a while. A heavy sigh left your lips as Neteyam stood there, silent. Looking up at the tall na’vi, you rolled your eyes. “Are you going to say anything? Helllooo? We are literally stuck and if we have to be stuck in silence that makes it 10 times worse.” You huffed, but figured this would be a good time to bring up Neteyam’s behavior toward you. 

“Sorry, I’m sorry.” He whispered, Neteyam was being awfully quiet and it just pissed you off even more. Standing to your feet, you walked closer to your friend, pressing him up. Eyes narrowing up at the large man, “What’s your problem?”  You slapped his thigh. Not hard enough to hurt but enough so he would notice your small touch. It was now or never.

Neteyam recoiled, completely ignoring your question, he kept his hands clasped in front of his crotch, eyes looking around frantically at everything but you. “Hey uh wait, don’t..don’t do that..” He mumbled, taking a step back but getting cornered against the wall and shelf. You slapped his thigh again, lips forming into a pout. “Why.” You crossed your arms tightly in front of your chest, enough for him to see the outline of your breasts getting squished together. His breath hitched when he noticed you were in fact not wearing a bra. 

“Be-because.” He stuttered, but you just took a step closer, squinting your eyes at him as if to read his body language. “Okay. You’re acting weird.” 

“I am not…acting weird.” Neteyam brought one of his hands up to push back the few braids hanging in front of his face and that’s when you noticed it. The huge bulge in his loincloth, protruding and tenting the fabric. You could see the whole outline of his dick.

Your eyes went wide as you stared down at it. “Oh.”  The poor guy’s face immediately flushed as he shoved his hand back down to cover his hard erection. “Shit! I’m sorry It’s not like that! I just…Oh fuck! I’m sorry!” He tried to explain frantically but meanwhile a tiny little smirk had pulled onto your lips. 

“Do you want me to help you?” You asked rather innocently but the intention was not innocent at all, in fact you were proud you made Neteyam hard as a rock. If his eyes could grow any wider they would, he glanced down at you briefly before licking his lips in anticipation. Of course he wanted you to help him, fuck you were the reason he was so fucking hard. 

At first he thought about what to say, he considered saying no because he didn’t want to hurt you, but fuck what he wouldn’t give to feel your tight pussy wrapped around his cock. With a tiny shake of his head and you stepped even closer, dragging your fingers up his thigh, toward the waistband of his loincloth. His body shivered from your touch and it took everything in him to not cum, filling the fabric up with his release. His body was tense as he hissed softly from your touch, but then he quickly leaned down, scooping you up in his arms to press you against the wall. 

Oh how much larger this man was to you, Neteyam basically dwarfed your body and as he picked you up a small squeak slipped past your lips. You were so close, close enough that if you leaned forward his lips would be on yours. Instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist and hands finding stability on his shoulders, you flickered your eyes up to his, raising an eyebrow. 

“Soo. How is this gonna work?” You asked while trying to read his expression that was one of concern. But his pupils were blown so far wide you could barely see the yellow anymore. From this position, your ass was barely touching his dick and unless he wanted to hold you low against his waist it wasn’t going to work. 

A low growl rumbled its way past his lips as he pulled you off the wall, settling down on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed and you in his lap. From this angle you could feel everything, you felt his cock twitching against your clothed core as he held you by your waist, making slick pool in your panties. 

In an instant, Neteyam had your large shirt pulled off your body, while he painfully leaned down to attach his lips to your hardened bud, swirling his tongue around. A breathy moan left your lips as you dipped your body back, pressing your breast into his mouth further. “Mmm for so long been thinking about these, always wearing those tiny human shirts. Practically showing them off for me to see.” He growled against your skin, but you had no words, only moans and whimpers as his fangs crazed over your nipple making your body shutter. 

One hand held onto your lower back while your body arched, as the other reached up to grope your tit that was lacking the attention of his mouth. You rutted your hips down against him to feel the eternity of his length press up into you. Fuck, he was making you so horny, you wondered if this is how he felt all the time around you. 

Grinding his hips up into yours, Neteyam couldn’t take it any longer. Wrapping a strong arm around your waist, he lifted you up to practically rip the shorts from your body, along with your slick covered panties too. 

You giggled as he had you completely naked sitting in his lap, juices leaking out onto his loincloth, making the fabric wet. “Neteyam!” You squeaked as he picked you up, laying you back against the cold floor, making a shiver run up your spine. He settled himself between your legs, spreading your thighs apart a little more and trailing his large hands up your legs, taking his time. 

“Need to stretch you first, yawne. Don’t wanna hurt you.” He mumbled while keeping his eyes on your glistening pussy. He traced his fingers on the outline of your pussy admiring it for a moment before bringing a thick digit up to swipe through your folds. Your legs trembled as he found your clit with ease, smearing the slick around to rub tiny gentle circles into the sensitive bundle of nerves. Hips bucking, Neteyam slipped his thick finger past your folds into your tight pussy making you clench around his finger. You grabbed his wrist, halting his movements for a moment. “Nete..” You whined breathlessly. Panic took over and he thought he was hurting you so when he tried to pull his finger out, you whined again. “Is-is it too much?” 

You shook your head quickly, pouting your lips at him and leaning up to peck his lips. “No, please..want another.” Your voice was breathless and needy, wanting for more. You heard him groan with pleasure at your words, letting his eyes shut briefly before he added another finger to your needy cunt. 

Neteyam pumped his fingers in and out of you languidly while watching your pussy suck him in and cover his hand in slick earning a groan to fall from his lips. “Fuck, so wet, yawne.” He mumbled, watching in awe as you squirmed under him. Just from his two thick digits curling against your gummy walls had your pussy fluttering around him, on the verge of coming. You stifled a whine, arching your body, as your pussy clenched tightly around Neteyam’s fingers. “‘M gonna cum.” 

Picking up the pace of his fingers, Neteyam leaned down to press his lips to yours in a soft kiss, enveloping your mouth with his. He was so hard, cock practically ready to burst at the seams of his loincloth. He wanted to fuck you right there and then but knew he had to take it slow, make you come first. “Cum for me baby.” Neteyam commanded and it was as if his words pushed you over the edge instead of his fingers, your orgasm came crashing over you, coating his hand in your sweet slick while little whines and mewls left your lips. 

He watched again in awe, slowing his fingers down while you rode out your high, panting heavily trying to catch your breath. Neteyam pulled his fingers from your cunt, watching how your slick mixed with cum dripped out of your slightly stretched hole, onto your ass. Neteyam couldn’t wait a second longer, been hard for hours now just from looking at your. 

In a swift movement, he sat on the balls of his feet, pushing his loincloth down his thighs to have his cock swing back, slapping his stomach. It was much bigger than it previously looked covered by the thin fabric, and you nearly drooled at the sight. 

“It won’t fit.” You uttered a whisper, eyes wide while you marveled at his dick. It was pulsating, thick tip all swollen and purple, light blue stripes ran down the sides adorned with little tanhì littering his shaft. A low chuckle permeated through his chest, as Neteyam leaned down to hover his much larger body over yours. 

“I’ll make it fit, yawne.” 

His voice nearly had your hips bucking, while Neteyam aligned his cock with your aching needy hole. Grabbing onto his shoulders for stability you were nearly clutching onto him like the prolemuris hanging on a tree. He slowly slid the tip in, making you wince and recoil from the stretch of his cock probing at your pussy. Neteyam must have seen the way your face scrunched up or heard the sharp breath you inhaled as he slid another inch in because he stopped, halting all movements. “Are you okay? Relax for me baby.” Reassuring you, by his soft words and a gentle swipe of his thumb had you relaxing under his touch. You nodded slightly, gnawing at your bottom lip as he started to move again, sinking deeper into your tight cunt. 

“So tight.. Fuck, ahh so warm yawne.” Neteyam cooed, whispering the sweet praise in your ear only had you clenching around him even tighter. “Squeezing my cock.. Nggah, so fucking good.” Another inch, penetrating you deeper, filling you up as much as he could with his thick cock. 

The pain soon turned to pleasure as your walls fluttered around him, legs quivering as you threw your head back against the cold concrete floor, moaning his name. “Neteyam.” Your voice came out breathless as he bottomed out, clutching onto his shoulders as if it were the only thing stabilizing you right now.

He rocked his hips gently against yours, letting you get a feel for his cock deep inside you, looking down you noticed the painfully large bulge protruding in your stomach. “Ohh fuck.” Just the thought of him that deep inside you had your pussy clenching around him. 

And that gave him incentive to move, he pulled his hips back before sliding his full length into you, earning a guttural moan to fall from your lips with each stroke he gave you. It was bliss, you were totally fucked out, not a coherent thought filled your head as he drew his cock out of you before slamming back in. Shortly you felt the pleasure build until you couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Nete-! S’too much, I can’t.” You strained out the words while choking on your moans, your body tensed up as your pussy tried to milk him dry. “Yes you can baby, give me one, just one. ‘M s’close.” He mumbled into your neck, while his fingers gripped onto the plush of your hips, pulling your body down onto his cock. 

A loud whine stumbled from your lips, as your pussy spasmed around his cock, sending shocks through your body. Back arching as little mewls filled the room, while your legs trembled around Neteyam’s waist. “Gonna cum!” You blurted out, while your sweet essence coated his cock, leaving behind a little white ring of cream behind. 

That’s all Neteyam needed before he was stilling his hips, abs tensing up as his hot white cum gushed deep into your pussy, filling you up. “Oh shit, oh shit.” Neteyam mumbled, taking in the sight of your fucked out form, laying there blissfully under him. He sat up slowly while pulling his cock out of your tight cunt that so desperately tried to suck him in again, the sight of his cum dripping out of you made him want you all the more. 

He never wanted to be without you now, you were his. 

Now at this point you didn’t care that you were trapped in the small pantry with Neteyam. And all that built up tension finally released. After getting you dressed, Neteyam helped your wobbly legs stand, giving you the added support as you leaned against his body. Out of the corner of your eye you watched Lo’ak walk up to the door, arms crossed with an eyebrow raised. 

“I thought you guys were getting more snacks. What happened?” He looked at both you and Neteyam suspiciously, noticing your flushed face. 

“Just open the damn door.” You rolled your eyes. 

"Y/n stop that!" Neteyam smacked your hand away for the third time. The clan was having dinner at home tree and you and your boyfriend, Neteyam, were no exception. Neteyam had been busy all day long, working on training the younger warriors and helping his father out. Not being able to pay much attention to you, you started to grow desperate. Everyone was busy chatting and eating their food, so you you thought it would be a perfect time to make your move, no one would notice anyways.

"Hmpf!" you huffed, turning your attention back to your almost finished food as Neteyam went back to facing his friends to talk about minuscule things and catch up with today's events. You finished your food and folded your leaf up, holding out your hand for Neteyam to give you his leaf wrap as well. Handing it to you, you got up, placing the wrap in the center pile and smirked as an idea crossed your mind.

You sat back on your spot next to Neteyam and decided to lay your head on his shoulders while slightly leaning on his chest. Not batting an eye at your 'innocent' actions, Neteyam simply patted your head while he continued talking.

You grabbed the small blanket that was next to you and placed it over the both of your laps. "It's a bit chilly, isn't it?" You cocked your head to the side as Neteyam raised his eyebrow at you before pulling you in closer, eating up the assumption that you were cold. You chuckled to yourself as you knew there was no way for him to escape.

You started moving your hand down to his lap slowly and gave it a slight pat before letting it rest there for a minute. Again, you started moving your hand up to his hips and left it there. Neteyam turned to face you but looked away as soon as he saw that your eyes were closed, making it look as if you were unaware of your actions.

"Is something wrong?" You looked up and batted your eyelashes at Neteyam, trying to convince him that you had no idea what you were doing.

"N- no. Go back to resting." Neteyam patted his shoulder for you to lean on again. You smirked as you looked around, making sure that no one was paying attention before moving your hand again, this time to his crotch. It took everything inside of you for you not to chuckle when Neteyam cleared his throat, making an 'ahem' sound before squirming a bit and continuing his conversation.

Your fingers flicked his loin cloth to one side and you dug your hand in, pulling out his dick.

“Y/n, what the fuck are you-“

“Honestly, it kinda sucks that you've been too busy to pay any attention to me today. But perhaps… this will do the trick.” You looked Neteyam in the eye as you began stroking his member, making him shift uncomfortably in his spot.

“C’mon, not now in front of the whole clan. Later.” Neteyam tried to push your hand away but you stopped him.

“Later, really? I’ve been waiting for you the whole day and now that I finally have you, you think you can get away just like that, huh?” You raised your eyebrow at him as your thumb played with his tip, giving it a few swipes.

“Fuck…” he breathed out. “What if someone-“

“Everyone’s too busy talking and eating. Look at all the commotion. Do you really think someone’s gonna notice?” You cocked your head to one side as you discretely brought your hand to your mouth and spat before bringing it down to his member again.

“I just don’t think this is-“

“Shhh. Just stay still and no one will notice.” Neteyam looked around frantically, hoping that no one would get a hint of what was happening. Your hand started moving up and down, giving slight pressure as you reached his tip, making him hiss in response.

“But the other men-“ Neteyam shut hit eyes as his erection grew, creating a small tent under the blanket.

“Neteyam calm down. Some of the guys left already to go attend to their women since they know their needs. Unlike you.” You gave his length a hard stroke at the ‘you,’ causing him to catch his voice in his throat. Your fingers wrapped around his cock and you began pumping your hand up and down.

“Fuck… I didn’t know you were this needy…” Neteyam’s voice shook as his chest heaved up and down.

“Really, how the fuck could you not notice. It practically took everything inside of me today for me not to pounce on you in the middle of training.” Your hand moved faster as you grew upset.

“I’m sorry… I- I’ve been so busy” he huffed out as he opened his eyes again as to not draw attention.

“Sorry? I think you’re gonna have to pay a small price sweetheart” you smirked as your hand continued to rub up and down his length.

“Shit. Don’t tell me you’re gonna try to make me cum right here.”

“Exactly that.” Neteyam’s eyes widened at your words and you simply chuckled, too busy working on him.

“Shit.. ha… ha. Don’t you think that’s a bit risky?” Neteyam barely managed out.

“Fine, suit yourself.” And with that, you stopped your movements and removed your hand from his length, causing him to whimper at the lack of contact.

You were getting ready to get up before Neteyam pulled you back down. “Fuck, I didn’t tell you to stop did I?”

You smirked at yourself before taking his cock in your hand again and getting back to work. Your hand moved with no mercy, bringing Neteyam to slight groans and low whines as he threw his head back while he tried to regain his composure.

“Next time I fucking ask if you can spend some time with me, I except at least a few minutes of alone time for us and not for me having to jerk it out of you!” You pace grew quicker and the amount of noises leaving Neteyam’s lips grew more desperate.

“I’m sorry.. I- I’ll spend more time with you baby….” He barely managed out as you gave him another squeeze. “Fuck! I swear, I swear!” His eyes rolled up a bit and his mouth fell agape as you continued stroking him. Neteyam’s hips bucked up unconsciously in search for his high as he placed his hands on the floor to support himself.

“You fucking like that, don’t you?” You grinned at your boyfriend’s new state.

“Yea.. so fucking much. Please” Neteyam begged.

“Please what?” You tilted your head as your hand was nonstop.

“P-Please keep going…. I think.. I think I’m gonna come.”

“That’s what I’ve been wanting to do the whole day and now look at you. You’re the one getting all the action. How the fuck is that fair, huh?” You angrily pumped him, pace growing aggressively violent as his hips started to shake and his eyes screwed shut, not giving a fuck anymore if anyone was watching.

“I’ll repay you. Just finish me off and I’ll take you straight to our tent afterwards”

“Promise?” You stopped for a second, earning a light hiss.

“Yes. Fuck yes, just please… don’t stop. Continue!”

“Sounds good to me” And with that, your hand got to work, but this time with the help of your other.

You moved your hands up and down as fast as you could, bringing Neteyam to edge.

“Ah.. ha ha. I’m getting fucking close. Please don’t stop. Don’t stop!” He groaned as his hips moved up and down, meeting your hands desperately.

“Nghh… I’m gonna… I’m gonna. Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” Neteyam threw his head back as his hot seed spilled out of him, flowing all over your hands and down his thighs. Not stopping, you continued to jerk him off until everything spilled out.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Was all Neteyam managed in his fucked out state, earning a few giggles from you as you discretely brought your fingers to your mouth and gave them a suck while you made direct eye contact with him.

Pulling them out, you made a ‘pop’ sound and got yourself up from your spot. “I think it’s time I get some attention too, don’t ya’ think?” Your tail wrapped around Neteyam’s neck and gave him a light tickle.

“Wait, how am I gonna get cleaned up?” Neteyam pointed to the mess under the blanket.

“I don’t know… I think that’s a you problem. I’ll be waiting in the tent.” You chuckled before walking away.

You gave your hips a little wiggle as you swayed them side to side, knowing that Neteyam was watching your every step.

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Having been the pretty little brat you were, you found yourself in a new position.

Neteyam was seated on the edge of the cot with his feet touching the cloth floor of the tent while you were face down with your ass across his lap as he toyed with the hem of your loincloth.

“Did you really think that being an impatient little brat was gonna get you anywhere?” you hissed as Neteyam smacked his hand on your bottom.

“How’s being horny and desperate in front of the clan members working out for you now sweetheart?” Another slap and you yelped as your ass turned purple with his imprint.

“Bet you won’t be doing that again, right? Next time I tell you to wait a bit, you wait. You don’t continue making a big show in front of the other men. Got it?”

Smack!

“What’s that? Didn’t hear you.” Neteyam grabbed your face by your chin as he squeezed your mouth open.

“G- got it…” you barely made out as he struck your bottom again, causing you to squirm in your spot.

“Got it, huh? That’s what you said last time and look at you now with your pretty little ass getting punished because of your behavior. Just can’t help it can you?” Smack!

“Mmm…” you let out a low moan in bliss as your ass hovered across Neteyam’s thighs. You stretched yourself a bit and lifted your bottom, giving it a little wiggle in front of his face.

“I think you’re enjoying this a bit too much, princess.” He raised his eyebrows at you before giving a light chuckle.

Placing his palm on your rear, Neteyam gave it a nice squeeze before massaging any sore spots from the spanking.

His fingers trailed around the hem of your loincloth and down to your core, moving the cloth to one side as he rubbed his fingers on your clit.

"Fuck..." you whined out as his fingers quickened their pace before slowing down again.

"Let's get this out of the way first, huh?" Neteyam's hands worked on the hem of your loincloth and he slid it down to your ankles, yanking it off and throwing it to the other side of the tent.

"Much better" he let out a light chuckle before licking his lips at the sight of your sobbing pussy. Neteyam brought his fingers to your core and massaged it up and down, a finger breaching the opening of your hole as the others toyed with your clit.

"Ah... ah" you let out small whimpers but tried to contain yourself from making too much noise. Closing your eyes, you grabbed hold of the edge of the cot as Neteyam dug his fingers inside of you.

"Enjoying that?" Neteyam smirked, seeing your blissful state. "You're already all wet. Look at you, such a mess." He shakes his head as he pulls out his finger and reinserts two more along with the first.

"Oh my god..." you barely make out before biting your lip as his fingers start pumping in and out of you. Quickening his pace, he holds your legs down in place by your knees with his free hand and hits the inside of your walls using the other.

He thrusts his fingers inside of you, angling them to hit your spot. Thrusting in and out, you can't help but clench around him, making his fingers dig around in the process.

"Nete..." you moan out.

"What is it, love. Too much?" Concerned, Neteyam pauses for a second.

"No, hurry up." You grab his hand from behind and place it back on your core. "Faster, babe."

"I swear, you're too much..." he shakes his head with a small chuckle before getting back to work on you.

Neteyam inserts his fingers again and works at a quickened pace, making sure to use his thumb on your bundle of nerves. He moves his fingers around while inside of you and pulls them in and out. Using his other arm, he lifts you up from under your bottom, giving your ass a nice lift for him to easily work on.

Continuously pumping his fingers inside of you, you start to feel a warmth growing in your lower belly and it eventually spreads to your core as you feel a knot growing.

"I think... I think I'm close" you grab Neteyam's arm to stabilize yourself.

"Yea, I can tell. You're practically suffocating my fingers," He grins a bit.

"Nete, I- I..." you can't help but squirm and move back and forth as your high approaches.

"...you're gonna come?" Neteyam finishes your sentence and you shake your head in return. "Don't worry, go ahead." His fingers start hitting your g-spot repeatedly and it makes your eyes roll back as your mouth drops open.

"Nghh... fuck! I'm gonna- I'm... I'm..." Your orgasm hits you and your juices squirt out, legs shaking violently in the process as Neteyam doesn't stop thrusting his fingers inside of you.

"Ahh.. ha..ha" you can't help but clench and squirm while your knuckles turn a pale blue from grabbing the cot so hard.

As your orgasm finally dies down, you let your body drop on top of your mate. Exhausted, you stay laying down as you try to catch your breath.

"Not too bad of a punishment, huh?" Neteyam gives your ass a light spank as he chuckles.

"I guess not..." you let out a small giggle as neteyam lifts you up and places your back on the cot. Laying down, he wraps his arms around you as he places a small kiss on your lips.

"We'll get you cleaned up later. No use in doing it now if you'll just get dirty again later."

"Dirty? Dirty from what" You raise your eyebrow at him.

"From your round two of course, but this time I get to have some fun as well." He smirked at you.

"Neteyam!"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

as always, comments/reblogs are always much appreciated as they help support and motivate your favorite writers, thank you❤!

tags: @daeneeryss , @eyweveng , @vee1728 , @pandoraslxna

@justonesadlonelymoth @skywonder

do not steal my work and please don't post it on ao3 or wattpad

© eyrina-avatar