VarkasWife

- When you had insisted on him staying at your place, looking up at him with that wide smile and those puppy eyes, this was never what he had envisioned. But was he currently complaining? Never. The view he had on you right now was just… to die for. All bare and laid out below him, your legs tightly holding onto his waist as he cock hit the deepest parts of your little cunt. Your make-up completely smudged and ruined from the tears still flowing down your cheeks, not from sadness nor pain. But from the pure bliss you were currently experienced, too fucked out to care. If there was one thing Emre could do well and be proud about, it was his goddamn experience in bed, and his bigger than necessary dick. - “Emre please! We barely get to spend time together because of how busy you are!” You had taken hold of his hand, begging him to spend the weekend. He might of made a mistake not being completely honest with you about his line of work within Talon. Hell you didn’t even know he was actually a part of Talon and he wanted to keep it that way. Well you did know of Chernobog, considering it was kind of hard to miss the giant moving eye on his chest, but even for that he had a cover up story. In his words ‘It’s just a highly advanced AI that powers me.’ oh how naive you were for believing it. “We could watch some movies, bake yummy treats and of course hold a little spa day! What do you say baby?” 

Oh dear, how could he ever disappoint you, especially when you gave him that wide smile and excitement. “Well… I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to take a few days off…” He chuckled, pulling you into a hug. Vendetta had not been happy with his request, questioning him. Why would he want a week off? Where was he going, with who was he going? He did not want to bring his little girlfriend's name up so he just tried to reason with her. In the end I guess she was either feeling remorseful or just didn’t care enough. “Fine, but only 5 days. We cannot allow too many distractions and I guess you have been performing more than fine on your recent missions.” - So after arriving at your place, hanging around and eating your finest cooking he was already feeling more relaxed than ever. Which was a rare sight, considering he was always plagued by memories he couldn’t quite catch onto. Even the AI on his chest seemed to be quiet, not bothering its host like usually.

So how did both of you end up like this now? “Em-Emre!” She breathed out, hands gripping onto the mattress. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his teeth grit as he pounded into you, using you as some sort of personal stress relief. The sounds were nothing less of absolute sin. His groans, her whimpers and moans combined with the continuous skin clapping. No he needed to feel you deeper, closer. He needed more, he wanted more and whatever he wanted he would have. He pulled himself out of her cunt, her eyes quickly opening, letting out a needy whine. Her cunt clenching around nothing, needing this emptiness to be filled once more. “W-why did you stop..” She mumbled, looking up at him through her lashes. “Need to feel you closer, this isn’t enough.” He almost growled. His mouth attacked hers, biting and sucking her lower lip before his tongue darted out into her mouth. One of his hands groped her breast, feeling the soft skin between his fingers. Her moans were lost in their kiss. Finally both of them separated as his hands gripped onto her waist, manhandling her as he pleased. Flipping her onto her stomach, one of his hands held her down by the neck as the other lifted her ass into the air. “You look so fucking good under me Aşkım”   Finally he sunk back into her in one go, the fat tip of his cock kissing her cervix. The sheets under her were smothered in her saliva and make-up, but neither of them cared. All she cared about was the way her stomach was knotting up, this feeling of euphoria slowly gathering in her mind. Emre tried but failed miserably to keep himself quiet, his pace only growing more relentless and quick. 

He could feel parts of himself shutting out, like he was losing grip on himself, all he could possibly think of right now was the feeling of her warm cunt squeezing him of everything he was worth. The eye on his chest was moving rapidly, something it hadn’t done before. He didn’t even notice the way the tips of his fingers started turning dark with a hint of orange. (Name) turned her head, wanting to look up at him but that was when she noticed the change in his fingers, and then her eye caught the way he just seemed so… out of it? “Em- Emre!” She tried to alert him, but the way his cock was continuously slamming into her made it extremely difficult. It was like he didn’t even hear her, not with the way his arms suddenly hooked under her arms and pulled her up into his chest. He was still thrusting into her and her head flew back against his shoulder. “Em-Emr- Y- Fuck! Coming!” She couldn’t even yell out her sentence with the rapid approaching orgasm. Cunt spasming and squeezing around him painfully tight as she finally came, juices spewing out of whatever crack they could. That seemed to be the last straw as Emre yelled out, his eyes wide open as his whole body turned dark, the orange particles floating around, his eyes were deep yellow/orange-ish. 

This day couldn’t get any fucking worse. From what was supposed to be a peaceful journey back to the omaticaya, back to our home it turned into pure blood shed and tears. Traveling amongst the wind traders was nice, they were fairly welcoming even if two sky people were currently traveling amongst them. Back at Awa’atlu Jake, (Name) and Neytiri had come to a decision after a close call when Spider had almost suffocated due to his mask running out of oxygen. The kids had been less than excited, more or so angry and annoyed. They really did not want to be separated. “You cannot live your life in a mask. You’re one dead battery away from death!” Jake said, staring at Spider. “Can’t we find a way-” Spider tried to plead. (Name) sighed, staring at Spider who was now looking right at her. It’s like he was trying to figure out if she was also agreeing with Jake and Neytiri, if she wanted to keep him away from his other family as well. “Mom.. don’t tell me- don’t tell me you’re in on this too..?” He asked quietly. -

That’s right… (Name) was his biological mother. She was a scientist and still is, how did she fall in love with Miles Quaritch? The same man who held completely different morals and ideas over his head than she did, especially about this world? And how did he in return fall in love with her? She did not know.

But during the final months before the huge war she felt herself detaching from Quaritch, he was never a present father. Even after spiders birth, it felt like he was never there. Maybe he had finally realised how her views of this world did not align with his. She wanted peace, she never wanted any harm to come to the Na’vi. The destroyal of the home tree was the final nail in the coffin.

She did not want to see him, did not want to talk to him. When the day of the big mission arrived he finally showed his face to her office. She was looking through her paperwork, choosing to focus on her work instead of the gruesome acts of violence about to be committed.  “(Name).” He began, walking to her desk. “Why are you here. Don’t you have a mission to complete.” She spoke with venom in her tone. “I do… But I wanted to see you, in case I don’t come back.” He spoke, sitting on the edge of her table, looking down at her face. She finally lifted her head and stared right into his eyes, her gaze narrowing. She slowly placed her papers and files down, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms across her chest. “What is there to talk about? You are never here, you never help me with Spider. It’s like you have completely changed, Quaritch.” She spoke, taking a deep breath before continuing. “Now you are ready to fly out there with a whole legion. Destroying a place the Omaticayan people hold most sacred. Was the destroyal of their home not enough?” She tried to calm herself down. Taking slow, deep breaths to calm her racing thoughts. “Peaceful methods were tried. Sully failed at his task and chose to betray his own kind.” Quaritch spoke, not moved by her little rant. “After his escape, which you most certainly heard about, the hostiles numbers have grown massively.” “You call them hostiles as if we aren’t the ones invading their home, burning their land, taking what is not ours!” She yelled at him. A cry sounded out in her office, little Spider had woken up in his crib to her loud voice. She quickly stood up and walked to the crib, lifting him out. “Shh.. Mommy is sorry, she just got a little… agitated.” She turned her head just slightly as she said so, eyeing Quaritch.

“You siding with him, with them? Instead of me?” He asked, tilting his head. “I could never stand on the side of those who are committing such acts of violence against innocent beings.” She turned back to Spider, slowly rocking him to sleep. Quaritch looked at the scene, something in his mind wanted to walk to her side, to have his arms around her like back in the days. To hold his own son, to be a good father that he never was. But these thoughts were overrun by the anger directed at the Na’vi, at Jake Sully. He was not planning on dying and would deal with (Name) later. “Bye for now then, (Name).” Was all he said before leaving the office, heading to the flight hangar. - “I'm sorry darling… Jake is right, both of us living here is impossible. What if you were walking outside of the village and suddenly something happened to your mask? We would not have enough time to.. save you.” (Name) tried to reason with him. “He belongs with his own kind.. Just like his mother.” Neytiri spoke up, voice firm and quiet. “And what kind is that mother? Alien?” Kiri started, defensive. “Kiri.” Neytiri tried to calm her but she kept going, “Pink ass??” “Kiri, stop.” She tried again. “You hate them so much that’s all you see!” Kiri whimpered, placing her right hand on Spider’s shoulder. “It’s Spider! and (Name)!” She pointed at (Name).

“Please Jake and Mom- Mr Sully, I won’t be a problem. You know that!” His eyes darted between Jake and (Name). “Dad, this isn’t right.” Lo’ak finally spoke up. “Spider is a part of this family! So is his mother!” Kiri tried to plead to her father, but this seemed to rile up Neytiri. “They will never be a part of this family!” She almost hissed. While it hurt (Name) just as much it must have hurt Spider, she could understand Neytiri’s anger, her grief. Just a day or two ago she lost her son, had to sink him into the sea, for Eywa to care for her oldest son. She could understand her hatred to the sky people. (Name) knew Neytiri would never accept her or Spider to live amongst their family or to be a part of it. “The caravan is the safest way to move him.” Jake spoke after calming his mate down. Kiri was sobbing quietly, whispering pleas to not lose Spider. “He’s going today.” Jake spoke, standing up. “It’s a done deal.” “No, dad you can’t do this!” Lo’ak tried to speak up, but Jake shot him down. “Enough! This is a family. It’s not a democracy. All right?” Jake spoke with a tone indicating that it was final. “I hate you!” Kiri stood up yelling, Jake tried to console her but she just whipped his hand away. “No! Don’t touch me!” She cried out as she walked out of the Marui. “You understand right-” Jake turned to Spider who also stood up yelling, “No!” “I already lost my brother. I can’t lose anyone else.” Lo’ak stood up, frowning before walking out after Kiri and Spider. Even Tuk finally stood up, hissing at her parents which surprised everyone, she had never done so before. 

(Name) looked outside the Marui entrance, staring at the kids walking further away not sparing any glance back at the adults. She then turned her head back to Neytiri and Jake. “There must be some compromise, to get them to agree.” (Name) spoke up quietly. Jake thought for a moment before locking eyes with Neytiri, it's like they spoke a full conversation before he even opened his mouth towards (Name). “We could all go, escort Spider and you back to the Omaticaya, and then we come back here.” Jake said. “That could work…” --- That’s how they all got on board. And how (Name) was currently running away with the kids, as far from the crash site as possible. A mangkwan clan had raided them, causing total mayhem and chaos. Somehow all of them had survived the crash unharmed, but while running both (Name) and Spider noticed their masks running low on battery, and their spares were nowhere to be found. Must have dropped them on landing. It did not help the fact they had tried going back but were quickly spotted by the hostile Na’vi's, which quickly took chase after them. After finally getting away from the mangkwans they could rest awhile, walk slowly without the fear of being shot by arrows and spears. That was until Spider collapsed, gasping for air and shortly after (Name) suffered that same fate too. “N-no Spider- baby!” She struggled, trying to crawl to him, to soother her child while also suffocating herself. “(Name)! Spider!” Kiri yelled out, both Tuk and Lo’ak got on their knees trying to keep them both awake. “Tuk you grab onto spider, I’ll carry (Name)! We have to get back.” Lo’ak was panicking, he knew Tuk could not carry Spider but they had to try. She nodded, trying her best to carry Spider. Lo’ak looked back at Kiri who just sat there, not moving. “Kiri cmon!” Kiri was kneeled on the ground where both humans had been just a few seconds ago, her tears slowed as she looked at the two atokirinas (woodsprites) floating down towards her. It’s like something in her mind screamed at her to try something, anything. 

“Put them down here! Quick!” Kiri yelled back, clearing the ground of moss and dirt. “Kiri what do you mean!-” Lo’ak began, “Do as I say!” Something in her voice shifted, and Lo’ak finally complied. He placed (Name) down and helped Tuk with Spider, their backs against each other. Kiri first took one of the seeds, separating the bottom part and opening Spider’s mask, placing the glowing orb into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it, before putting the mask back on. She then repeated the same thing to (Name). With her kuru connected to the ground, the vines started glowing, almost pulsing like they were alive. The white spots on her body pulsed in the same rhythm as her body swayed. Glowing little tendrils grew from the ground, going around their bodies as Kiri took off Spider’s and (Name)’s masks, both of them already unconscious. That went on for a few minutes before Kiri’s movements became rapid, like she was having another seizure. Lo’ak waited for a few moments before finally separating Kiri’s kuru from the ground. She sobbed out, they all were devastated thinking both Spider and (Name) were dead. That was until Spider stirred first, sitting up slowly. He was a little out of it for a bit until he shook his head, then looked at the others. He then took a deep breath and realized his mask was off. “I- I’m alive? I'm breathing.. the air?” He asked confused, yet a smile still grew on his face. “Yes.. Yes monkey boy!” Kiri smiled, holding his shoulders. “I'm breathing the air!” He yelled out, Lo’ak quickly shushed him. “Don’t get us caught now.” Lo’ak chuckled. Spider then turned and looked at (Name) lying there, she was also covered by the small tendrils that weren’t glowing anymore. His eyes widened as he tried to shake her awake. His breath hitched.

“M-mom? Mom wake up!” He panicked, Kiri tried to comfort him. He didn’t have to wait long as (Name) finally coughed out, trying to sit up. Spider helped her and then hugged her tightly. She groaned out and then saw how her son didn’t have his mask on. “S-spider! Your mask! Put it on!” She tried to reach for one of the exopacks until he stopped her. “Mom, calm down! I'm fine.. and you’re fine too.” He laughed happily. (Name) slowly raised a hand to her face, touching her bare skin, realising her mask was off too and she wasn’t suffocating… She was breathing normally, her eyes widened in shock. “We.. we can breathe the air? H-how?” She whispered. “I don’t know but.. It felt right… I had to save you both.” Kiri smiled softly, pulling (Name) into a hug. Happiness did not last long as the Mangkwan found them, taking them as their prisoners easily. Their tsahik appeared from behind her clan members. She carried this powerful aura around her, like she was someone you did not want to mess with. She locked eyes with (Name) and Spider, crouching down in front of him, before someone called out to her. “Tsahik.” The member said, holding the gun Lo’ak had been using. She immediately diverted her attention to the gun, fingers caressing the cold and deadly metal, her gaze of wonder and question. - Jake had been found by Lyle and Quaritch as he laid on the ground groaning after a hard kick to the ribs by Lyle. “I- I killed you.” He muttered, glancing at Quaritch who crouched down, smirking at him. “I guess I don't die that easy corporal.” Quaritch then looked around and saw the two spare masks laying not too far from each other, his ears flattened. “Look, we gotta get these masks to (Name) and Spider! They will die without them.” Jake pleaded, looking right at him. He looked back at Jake, his mind was racing with thoughts. The only memories he currently had of (Name) were the good times they shared all the way until Spiders birth and a little bit after that, which weren’t that good. But he couldn’t help the tug at his heart at the thought of (Name) dying or of Spider dying. 

“Colonel we got him, let's get outta here.” Lyle spoke up from next to him. “Can you track them?” Quaritch asked Jake, having made up his decision. “What are you-” Lyle began but Quaritch cut him off again, “Can you?” “We’re wasting time Colonel.” Jake answered. They had been traveling for a bit, seeing the sun go down and everything. They finally saw light in the distance, fire in the middle of the forest. As they neared the group of Mangkwans holding the kids and (Name) hostage they stopped behind some bushes, eyeing them all. “How are they breathing without their masks…” Quaritch asked, baffled, his eyes locked onto Spider and (Name). “I can’t even think about that right now.” Jake whispered quietly, turning to Quaritch, “We gotta get in there.” -

“Is not our air… poison to sky people?” The Tsahik spoke, giving the gun to one of the members, moving to crouch down in front of Spider.

She eyed him, lifting her hand to try and touch his skin but Spider tried to bite her to which she responded with a harsh slap, this angered (Name) who was a few feet from him.

“Don’t touch him you little piece of shit-!” (Name) yelled out, before the man holding her hissed at her. Pulling at her hair, holding the knife firmer to her throat drawing the tiniest bit of blood.

The Tsahik just huffed, before her attention was back on Spider. “How.. do you still live, air breather?” 

“Because it is the will of Eywa!” Kiri spoke up, most of the mangkwans snarled at her immediately. She turned around, a scowl on her face as she spoke almost to mock, “Eywa?” Kiri stared at her, face morphing into confusion, “Yes.” She then stood up and took Spider from the other clan member, drawing out her blade, holding it to Spiders throat. She stared right into Kiri’s eyes as she spoke, “If I cut now, do you think Eywa will come to save him?” She smiled at Kiri. “Do you think?” She spoke again, some of the raiders laughing at this. “No..” Kiri finally admitted, looking down. The Tsahik leaned down, her voice was low and dangerous. “Your goddess has no dominion here…” She then threw Spider down and took the gun from her clan member, holding it to Lo’ak. “You.. will show me how this works. Show me how to make thunder!” She spoke loudly. “I can’t. It’s empty, no thunder.” Lo’ak answered, annoyed. “Make thunder!” She really wasn’t taking no as an answer. “Make it work!” She pushed him a little bit.

“Stop pushing him! Leave the children alone!” (Name) yelled out again, fed up with seeing the kids hurt or put in harms way. Her mouth was quickly shut by a hand, leaving her yells mumbled. “I'm telling you, I’m telling you.. there’s no thunder!” Lo’ak spoke again. “Kill the youngest one.” She spoke with no regard for Tuk’s life. Everyone panicked, yelling out, pleading for her to stop her clan members. That was until Jake let out a yell and bounced from the shadows, effectively killing a few mangkwans. Quaritch then came out of nowhere and took hold of the Tsahik, shooting into the sky, everyone stopped to look at him. “Weapons down!” He yelled angrily, gun against the Tsahik’s head. When they did not get the message he turned a little and shot one of the raiders dead, then placing the gun back against her head. “Down!” He yelled once more. “Mangkwan!” The Tsahik yelled out, and everyone complied, throwing their bows and knives down. “Now get back, back!” Jake growled out, walking closer to the kids. “Dad!” Tuk yelled happily. Spider took a knife into his hand and Lo’ak picked up a bow, both of them also growling for them to stay back. (Name) finally got out of her captor's hold, looking at Quaritch. She had to admit when she and Spider got captured months ago the love she had once buried deep in her body had begun to blossom once more for the recom Quaritch. 

He claimed he was not the same man, that he wasn’t Spider's father nor her boyfriend, considering he was different species. But he held the dead Colonel’s memories. Knew what both of them had meant to his old self, even if the old self was a dickhead. And with time whenever they both weren’t out there learning the Na’vi ways or hunting Jake. They could talk almost peacefully, getting to know each other. She knew that Spider had been the one to save him, but she never told on him and didn’t blame him… Had she been in his position… she couldn’t have let him die. She hated herself for admitting it… but she fell in love again. She quickly walked to Spiders side, motherly instincts telling her to keep him safe. She wasn’t the best with weapons but had gotten some practice while looking after the kids as she picked up a knife as well. “Sully we good?” Quaritch asked Jake. “You ready?” “Kids on me.” Jake said, backing away with them. “All right. We’re gonna ease on outta here.” Quaritch said as he backed with the Tsahik slowly. She was sobbing first, and then her sobs turned into giggles and laughs as suddenly she yelled out, her kuru wrapped around Quaritch’s, making the man fall to his knees with a yell. Like he was in pain. “Quaritch!” (Name) yelled out in panic, before a raider hit her in the back of her head, making her pass out.

The next time she regained consciousness she realised she was moving and that she was currently over someone's shoulder. She could feel her legs and arms touching water, thankfully it wasn’t that cold. Slowly opening her eyes she was met with dark water, as her eyes darted around she realised they were walking through a swamp. “Careful there cupcake, don’t want you falling now.” A voice spoke out quietly, she recognized it immediately. “Q-Quaritch?” She whispered, she now realized she was indeed on Quaritch’s shoulder. “You got that right.” He chuckled. It did not take long for them to finally get out of the water and find a resting place, hoping it was far enough from the raiders. The kids laid down on the ground, trying to get comfy. “We’re clear.” Jake sighed out “Yup… Which brings us to our.. unresolved issues.” Quaritch answered a little out of breath, staring at Jake. “Well.. I'm out of arrows.” Jake answered, tilting his head a bit. “Still got our knives.” Quaritch said, walking a bit closer to Jake. “Yeah, well I’m kind of tired.” Quaritch just turned around chuckling to himself, “Yeah.. me too. Better save it. in case those.. flying monkeys show up.” He said sitting down on some branches.

“You two are impossible. We are in a life or death situation and neither of you can stop being at each other's throats.” (Name) huffed, mostly glaring at Quaritch. He chose not to respond to her, neither did Jake. A little bit after while the kids had finally fallen asleep Quaritch spoke up again, his eyes on Jake and then (Name). “You both must have done something right… along with your missus.” He eyed at Jake while saying the last part. “I’ll give you that. He’s a good kid.” “Yeah. He is a great kid.” Jake chuckled, (Name) agreed with a soft smile. “Hey, uh. This don't mean we’re gonna start taking long walks together. I’m still bringing you in.” He began again, “Dead If I have to.” “All this time out here and you still don’t get it.” Jake chuckled, “This world goes much deeper than you imagine.” “You witnessed it today… with her and with him and (Name).” Jake eyes at Spider and Kiri then turned to glance at (Name) who just looked at both of them. “It don’t matter..” Quaritch leaned forward, “It don’t matter what color I am. I still remember what team I’m playing for.” “You got new eyes, Colonel. All you got to do is open them.” Jake responded. Quaritch didn’t answer, just looked down at his lap, his ears flattening a bit as he closed his eyes as if in thought or to just rest. (Name) looked at Jake then back at him before she stood up from her spot. Jake stared at her, questioning. “Keep guard.. Just let me handle this.” She whispered. He reluctantly nodded.

She then walked to Quaritch whose eyes opened at the sound of nearing footsteps. All she did was take hold of his hand and literally drag him into the forest, and he complied, not giving much resistance. After they had gotten some distance from the others she finally spoke. “You should listen to him, you know.” “He is a betrayer. Turned his back on his own race and for what? Some local tail?” Quaritch scoffed, already done with this conversation. “I’m talking about this world. How can you be so blind to it all. Don’t you get it?” (Name) spoke again, her face one of determination, wanting to get her point across into his thick skull. “You said it yourself. You are not the same man. You only hold his memories.” Quaritch stared at her, he couldn’t really argue against something he had admitted himself. “You are free, you are your own person. Just like Jake said… you have been given new eyes, all you need to do is open them.” (Name) whispered before leading him a bit deeper into the forest. “Where are you taking me-” Quaritch began before the words died in his throat. The forest ahead of him slowly lit up with all the bioluminescence of the plants and roots, small little fire flies flying around, the soft breeze of the wind around them. “This world… It is beautiful and holds secrets the human mind will never be able to comprehend, but you can. You have the ability to connect with Eywa.”  (Name) spoke, hopeful. Quaritch had to admit he was mesmerized, never had he been out like this, without artificial lights or fires. Even the old memories he bore had nothing like this. The Earth his past self came from was dead, overpopulated, trashed.

“Because of Kiri… Spider is alive and I am alive. Because of her connection to Eywa.” (Name) spoke softly, taking hold of Quaritch’s hands “When you captured me and Spider… At first I hated you, I despised you. But those late nights we talked… You showed me kindness and understanding that the human version I originally fell in love with rarely did. It already shows you are someone else.” “I fell out of love with that man years and years ago. But I fell in love with you again, Quaritch. This version of you who is currently chasing after revenge because of a dead man's memories.” She confessed to him. Quaritch’s eyes widened, his mouth open and closed, yet no words came out. From the moment his eyes landed on (Name) again all those months ago he felt this invisible pull to her. Maybe it was because he knew what she and past Quaritch had been. Or maybe it was his new self falling in love for the first time. All he knew is that he had fallen for her, yet never made a move. She was technically an enemy in humanities eyes. “You- you trying to trick me into changing sides?” He spoke, wanting to back off but it’s like his body didn’t let him move. “When have I ever lied to you or tried to trick you? You should know.” She huffed, glaring at him. This was bad, why did he start feeling conflicted. Why did he feel so vulnerable before her?

Why did her words actually get into his brain, why did he begin thinking about what Sully said. It’s true… because of Sully’s child and her connection to this goddess, (Name) was currently before him, breathing the same air, confessing her feelings. “All I’ve known and felt was hatred for Sully. To turn him in.. for what he did.” Quaritch spoke quietly, his tail moving slowly. “Jake did not betray humanity just because he found Neytiri. Jake fell in love with this world, he fell in love with the forest and then slowly fell in love with her.” (Name) spoke. “If you think about it… Did he ever really betray anyone? Dig into your memories. The humans destroyed the Omaticayan sacred tree grounds, leaving nothing behind. Those trees were their connection to everything. All Jake did was destroy the camera of the huge bulldozer.” (Name) stepped closer. “Those trees were their way of speaking to their dead loved ones, to speak to Eywa. Do you finally realize it? The dead live within Eywa, she is real… She isn’t some made up bullshit.” “The only reason you are alive is because the humans you serve want to use you for their dirty works. You would not be here if there wasn’t any need for you. Please.” It’s like something in his brain finally clicked as he stared at her, listening to her words. Even with the fights between both him and Jake in the past. Even after he had captured his children, held his daughter at knifepoint… He was still trying to get him to listen, to see the world like how (Name) just spoke to him.

Was there really more to this whole thing he had been blind to? Refused to see? He was still heavily conflicted. Part of him wanted to stay true to his mission, to not become the same thing he so hated. But… some small part of him wanted to believe her, to listen.

“Quaritch… please, don’t choose the path of more murder and slaughter. When you could choose to help us, to fight for peace. For a carefree life.” She begged. He slowly kneeled in front of her to be at eye level. One of his hands moved to her cheek, softly caressing her face, something he had wanted to do a long time ago. Would he really be able to change? To turn his back on the only thing he had ever known? “I feel the same way about you.” He finally spoke, “And it is not just the knowledge of what you may have meant for that man in the past.” “I feel conflicted. I fear this mission was already lost the moment I got attached to the kid and to you. For the second time I guess.” He chuckled, more to himself. “Do you really believe a person like me could change? Hm?” He tilted his head, a grin on his face. “I think you proved that to yourself today. You walked alongside Jake today, putting aside your mission just to help him save his kids… and Spider.” Her smile grew, tears in her eyes. “You cared more than the actual father ever did.” They both stared at each other for a while in dead quiet, neither did a move. That was until Quaritch finally slowly leaned in, his other hand going behind her back pulling her in, still giving time for her to pull away. She never did, she wanted to kiss him, so badly.

Their lips met in a slow and romantic kiss. There was no rush, no lust behind it. Just two idiots who were completely different yet had fallen in love all over again. Quaritch could feel his heart bounding against his chest, his tail swinging around wildly. He wanted to be closer to her, felt this weird feeling in his chest. 

As they finally separated for air they both stared at each other, catching their breath. Her smile was larger, her hand caressing his cheek. “This still doesn’t mean I’ll start taking long walks with him…” He mumbled, half joking. “As long as you don’t try and kill him I don’t care what you do.” She hugged him. As they both walked back from the forest the sun was beginning to re-appear, how long had they truly been alone? Must have been a long while. Jake woke from his rest, eyes immediately noticing the way their hands were intertwined, how Quaritch immediately somehow felt different. Quaritch still had a hard time staring at Jake and not thinking about anything else but bringing him in, but (Name)’s words really did get into his mind. Why make his entire life about getting revenge for a dead man, when he could really live a good and peaceful life with her.. with Spider. “Alright Sully.” He spoke, looking right into his eyes. “I’ll take your word… Use the new eyes I have been given.” It almost hurt him to agree with his enemy, but he had made his decision. Jake sat there absolutely fucking speechless. What the hell happened in that forest? He quickly looked at (Name) who sat beside Quaritch, a soft smile on her face as her eyes locked with his. As if saying ‘I told you.’ “Is this one of your tricks?” Jake asked baffled. “No matter how much it hurts my ego to admit it, but no. Let’s just say her words got me.. curious.” He spoke, glancing down at (Name).

A peaceful night of rest was rare nowadays. It started feeling like a distant luxury, one that Emre could not afford. Too many times had he woken up in the middle of the night, his mind filled with nightmares, memories that were foggy. The constant whispering of chernobog plagued him, a constant reminder of what had happened to him. A reminder he would never be whole again, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it. But it seemed there was one place where he could almost feel as if that voice quieted, where he could act as if he was his old self. A man whose smile reached his eyes, a man who wasn’t filled with cybernetics and terrors. Someone who didn’t have the blood of hundreds on his palms. That place was beside you, it had always been beside you and it will most likely be until the very end. His head turned to look at you, sleeping peacefully on the bed they both shared. The sight almost made him chuckle, how could you sleep so peacefully next to a mess like him? Someone who struggled to contain the AI stuck on his chest. Someone who could snap at any moment and put your life in danger? It scared him, it really did. He could never forgive himself if he was the reason… the reason you died.  His eyes stared back at the floor, brows furrowing as he closed them in thought. He then stood up and walked out of your shared bedroom, walking to the living room, staring at the city through the large windows. Large cities never sleep. He could see all the neon signs, hologram advertisements and the cars floating by down at the highways. He was nervous, stressed. It had been too quiet tonight, everything felt too perfect. He felt as if he was walking on a delicate thread, where one misstep could snap it. Pikku tyttöystäväsi on vain hidaste… Emre His eyes snapped open. No… that voice, he let out a groan as his head immediately started hurting, both of his hands flying to his head, gripping his hair. He struggled against it, no matter how much it hurt him, he couldn’t.. he couldn’t lose control. We have a mission… You cannot allow any distractions… Chernobog would continue to speak in that painful distorted voice in Emre’s mind, fighting to control its host. “N-no! Stop! She isn’t a distraction! I cannot allow her to be harmed- not by anyone, not by you!” Emre growled, his eyes flashing in yellow, the tips of his fingers turning black and orange. A sign of Chernobog trying to take control.

Olet niin heikko.. Your judgement is clouded because of her… Emre yelled out, falling to his knees, eyes screwed shut, teeth grinding together. “aklımdan çık!!” Emre! Pettymys Emre!! OBEY!! “EMRE!” His eyes snapped open, all traces of chernobog taking control disappearing, except for the obvious eye on his chest, though the glow seemed to dimmer just as the voices slowly quieted in his head. He turned his head, seeing you sitting next to him, a hand on his shoulder, the other holding his hand. The look on your face felt like a stab in the heart. Those sweet innocent eyes of yours filled with terror, lip trembling just slightly.

“Emre…” You whispered to him, quickly throwing your hands around his neck, burying your face into his neck, leaning against him. He was shocked. Why would you willingly leave yourself so open… so vulnerable to him. He was a monster, a man turned into a killing machine. Yet you seemed to look past all of it, you still saw the same Emre Sarioglu you met all those years ago. That’s right… His name was Emre Sarioglu. He carefully wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to him. He was scared to use any of his strength, he was afraid he would break you like a delicate vase. But oh how he yearned to have you close to him now, to breathe in your scent, feel the touch of your skin against his cold metallic parts. “(Name)... My dearest, my heart…” He whimpered. “It’s okay baby. I’m here, it’s okay, you’re okay.” You soothed him. You knew of the horrors he faced, it pained you to see him like this. But you were never scared of this new terrifying side of him. A terrible thing had happened to him, one he had no memories of, something he had no control over. Why would you ever leave him because of such a thing? Even if it meant your own life may very well be on the line.

“It won’t hurt you, I won’t allow it. I'll give chernobog a stern talking to, it won’t win the fight against me, I promise.” You tried to crack a joke, slowly separating from Emre to look into his eyes. He could only stare at you, feeling a small smile appear on his lips. Oh how he loved you, he would do everything in his power to keep you safe. Even if it meant placing himself in harm's way, even if it meant killing everyone and anything that threatened you, himself included. He could hear a small static in his mind, the eye on his chest moving, as if looking directly at (Name). But this felt different, it’s like chernobog wasn’t trying to force control over him. Maybe I was wrong… Maybe she is the very thing to drive you forward. Mutta jos hän tulee tiellesi... Tuhoan hänet itse.

Varka swore he was a gentleman… just like how a knight should be! Always there to lend a hand, to open doors, to come when called. He was supposed to be someone you could find shelter in, to stand behind him as he took on any threat no matter how big or small! Well. Varka could feel himself crack every time he saw your face, every time you talked to him and every time your hand accidentally touched his whenever you walked past him. You were a highly skilled healer amongst the Knights of Favonius. A very highly valuable member, always there to heal the wounded. Having joined under the guidance of your own mother who had long since retired, too old to be running around the battlefield. Varka praised your skills, he admired your courage, he admired how you could also hold your own should a need ever arise. He thought all his admiration was merely platonic, for a colleague. But the more he talked with you, and heard of you, he realised his true feelings.

“Sit still dummy! I'm trying not to hurt you!” You hissed at Varka, holding his arm as your other hand cleaned a fresh cut. Varka could feel his cheeks warm up, the slight red hue present. He couldn’t help the way his body reacted just from the feel of your soft hands against his skin. He hated this, he hated feeling like a teenager. He hated the way his mind began thinking of every possible scenario on how this would end. How he could either sit there, let you do your work then get up and thank you with a wide smile. Or how he could turn his head to stare into your beautiful eyes, how he could learn forward, hoping she’d return his feelings. How he would have you under him, legs around his huge waist, his large dick bullying its way into your pretty folds. Oh how pretty you would look under him, so small, so delicate. Varka…. Oh how you would whimper his name… Varka… How he would slowly thrust in and out of you, get you used to his size real good…. 

Varka… Varka. “Varka!!! Are you okay?” His eyes snapped open, mouth slightly hung, his chest moving up and down slowly, seeing your hand in front of his face. He quickly cleared his throat and quickly sat up, going to grab his coat. You sat still, head tilted, confused. “I-I’m okay! Thank you Miss (Name). I will be taking my leave now.” He had to get out of there, he had to get away from her before he would completely lose his composure. ‘What’s up with him? He has never acted this way before… Did I do something wrong?’ 

The following days were awkward and weird to say the least. Varka had made no attempt to talk to you and seemed to be avoiding you at all costs. It would be a lie if you said it didn’t bother you and make you feel a little hurt and confused… You had thought both of you  were good colleagues and friends, even if you secretly wished for more. Walking towards Angel’s Share your eyes narrowed, what better place to find him and confront him than in the local tavern? You knew he would be sitting there, laughing along with his friends, hiding from work like usual… You stepped inside the tavern, immediately hit with the loud voices of current patrons, the sweet melody of a bard playing a tune and the smell of booze. Your eyes wandered around and finally just like how you predicted there sat Varka, his back turned towards you as his loud laugh echoed across the walls. You stepped forth and it didn’t take long for the other knight’s Varka was out with to notice you, their smiles widened.

“Hello Miss (Name)!” One of the men said. And that’s when Varka’s laugh abruptly stopped, his body freezing. He could feel a pair of eyes burning a hole into his back, his throat dry as he turned around slowly to look at you. “You have a moment to talk, Grandmaster?” You huffed, voice holding this tone he did not like at all. “Of- Of course.” To hear Varka stuttering his words made her even more suspicious, that man was pure confidence. Both of you stepped out into the warm evening, walking to the back of the Tavern, standing amongst the many barrels waiting to be opened. You let out an irritated sigh before looking up at him, arms crossed in front of your chest.

“So, you wanna tell me why you keep avoiding me like I'm some sort of a plague?” You asked boldly. “I- I- don’t- Well-” Varka struggled, not being able to get the words out. Little did you know the true reason he was having such a hard time speaking or even looking at you was because he was really fighting against himself, was trying so hard to be a gentleman, a respectable man. The way your hands were currently crossed against your chest, just slightly squeezing your breasts together, the low cut shirt you had on wasn’t making things any easier for him. “Well? I don’t understand. You’ve never had this problem before! Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you while I tried to clean your wounds? Is that it?” You asked, stepping closer. “No- no- You didn’t hurt me- I don’t I just-” He quickly spoke, stepping back every time you took a step forward. “Why do you keep running from me? Avoiding me?” You started to get frustrated. “I can’t! I’m sorry-” He spoke out, turning to leave, his restraint was slipping.

“No! You don’t get to run away again! Not without an answer!” You yelled out, taking hold of his arm with both of your hands. Varka stopped dead in his tracks, looking at the ground, before turning around and placing his hands on your shoulders, staring dead in your eyes. His mouth slightly open as he took in slow deep breaths, the look he had was foreign, it felt intimidating and intimate. “You wanna know why I avoided you? Why I didn’t talk to you? Fine.” He huffed out. “I can’t control myself around you. Anytime you look at me, touch me, talk to me no matter how innocent… I just want to pick you up and slam you against the nearest surface and make you mine. You- make me feel things… Things I shouldn’t feel.” He breathed out, backing away from you just slightly, a hand going over to his face, rubbing his forehead. And you… You stood there, shocked. Hands fallen to your sides, your mouth hung open. To hear him say those words… to know Varka wanted you as much as you wanted him. His words traveled right down between your legs, making your breath hitch and his face snapped back to you.

“I- didn’t-” “I- I hope I didn’t scare you- Fuck… I'm the Grandmaster.. I shouldn’t have these thoughts, I’m sorry- It won’t happen again.” He spoke over you. “Vark-” “I’ll leave you be now, please. Just- forget everything I said.” He spoke over you yet again, not letting you answer. And before you could say another word he almost jogged away, not even going back into the tavern. Successfully leaving you standing there alone, your heart was beating so fast, your eyebrows furrowing as the shock finally wore off, annoyance setting in. “That big idiot! Doesn’t even let me answer!” You groaned, trying to think of what to do next. And finally a devilish idea came to your mind…. 

As the evening sun had finally gone down making room for the moon you walked amongst the quiet streets. Walking towards the headquarters, with any luck Varka would have ran straight into his office to do paperwork to calm himself down. You walked past the front door guards, giving them a small smile and wave. Inside was quiet, most had already gone home for the night, the only people you might still find are Jean and Lisa… and hopefully Varka. You quickly made your way to the door of his office, trying to listen for any signs of someone being in there. You finally decided to knock on the door, hearing a loud ‘Come in!’ You opened the door and stared right at Varka who froze in his seat, the pen dropping from his hand. “(N-Name)?!” He stuttered. You walked in, closing the door behind you. Walking towards his desk and placing both of your hands on it, phase one of your plan may begin… You looked into his eyes, watching how he didn’t know where to look, it was almost adorable. He swallowed, nervous, his eyes glanced down, seeing how the cleavage of your chest was right there, this position was… lethal. He then quickly averted his gaze, looking back up at you.

“So.. Grandmaster Varka… It’s not very gentleman-like to not let a lady answer or leave her standing all alone in the dark now is it?” You said with a small smile. “I’m- I’m sorry- I don’t know why-” He began, trying to defend himself until a finger was pressed against his lips. “Shh… I get it, even the mighty big men turn to mush when faced with the woman they are crushing on.” You gave a sly smirk, slowly leaning forward on the table, face inches away from him. “I would have hoped that you would’ve just shut that pretty mouth of yours and let me say what I wanted to.” You then stood up straight, slowly walking over to his side of the table, hand following the edges as you stopped right next to him. “I was surprised, I'll admit… There’s so many women in Mondstadt who can only dream of you, to admire you from afar. All of them wishing the mighty Grandmaster, the Knight of Boreas would spare them even a second of his day…” You mumbled, slowly the hand on the table lifted and landed on his shoulder, playing with the fur of his coat. “Yet you want me. You want me so bad it physically hurts you to even stand close to me, doesn’t it? It gets so hard to control your thoughts, your needs…” You spoke with a hushed tone, bent down so your mouth was right next to his ear, almost feeling how his body shivered.

“What if I told you I felt the same way…” The hand playing with the fur traveled towards his chest, tracing the dark armor plate. Varka was dead silent, his eyes were wide, his body was frozen in place. His face slowly turned to you, his gaze hardening immediately. In swift motion his hands found your waist and with no trouble he placed you right on his lap, staring into your eyes. He was breathing heavier now, clearly affected by your little performance. And there was other noticeable proof of that too… Feeling how the hard tent in his pants was currently pushing against your clothed cunt, making your breath hitch, butterflies raging in your stomach. “You are.. playing a dangerous game. Coming in here.. middle of the night. Seducing me in my own office…”  He murmured, the grip on your waist was iron. “It was the only way to finally have you alone..” You answered, placing your hands on his shoulders. It was silent for what felt like forever. Just the two of you, alone in his office, staring at each other. That was until you decided you had waited enough and slowly leaned your head down towards his lips, giving him time to back out if he wished so. Obviously he didn’t and soon your lips met, oh how you had waited forever to do this with him. Varka groaned into your shared kiss, his hands sneaking around you completely, pulling you as close as possible.

Your tongue swirled around his, saliva mixing together, yet you didn’t find it gross at all and neither did he. Your body was moving on its own, like something was controlling you. Grinding against his hard on, feeling how your panties became damper by the moment. He had to separate from the kiss, letting out a low moan, head thrown back. “Stop- doin’ that- I can’t-” He breathed out, trying not to lose himself completely. “Do you really want me to…” You whispered, lashes fluttering. “...No.” “I want you so badly Varka… Please.” You whispered again. Whatever imaginary barrier Varka was trying to keep around himself shattered, he couldn’t wait any longer, couldn’t deny himself any more. He quickly stood up with you still in his arms and placed you down onto his desk with a little more force than intended. The documents he had been signing flying onto the floor or getting mushed under you, but you didn’t care. His eyes were wild, his body was almost shaking. This was just like how he had imagined that day, having you under him, looking equally as flustered as he was. He felt himself grow ever so harder, his length itching to be freed from its prison. “Tell me.. tell me you want this… Tell me you want to be claimed by me..” He breathed out, both hands on either side of your waist as his shadow overtook your entire body.

“I want you, Varka. I want you to take me, I want to become yours!” You said, rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. He leaned back and straightened himself up before getting rid of his coat and unnecessary armor. Soon all that was left were his white pants and his black shirt, the buttons opened way lower than necessary, revealing his large scarred chest. The sight was… very erotic, attractive. You could feel your body warm up even more, at this rate you wouldn’t need any foreplay, nor would you even want it. Varka’s hands slowly went to your waist, his fingers moving under the hem of your shirt, feeling the warm skin against his rough fingers. “I'm sorry (Name).” He mumbled and before you even had time to ask, a loud ripping sound echoed in his office. Your eyes quickly looked down, seeing how he had completely ripped open your shirt, revealing your bare chest and torso to him. And you could swear his eyes almost popped out of their sockets as seemed to choke on air. “You really had this all planned out, didn’t ya?” He glanced at you for a moment before looking back down, his hands slowly moving towards your chest.

HIs fingers follow the curves of your breasts before taking hold, squeezing the fat around his fingers, feeling the hard buds against his palms. He had to stop himself from groaning, never did he imagine touching you like this would feel so good. After he had his fill his hands traveled to your skirt, swiftly pulling it off your waist letting the poor piece of fabric fall down onto the floor. “You don’t mind if I have a taste do you?” He smirked, using his foot to bring his chair closer as he sat down, lifting your legs over his shoulders. “V-Varka!-” You yelped out, embarrassed. He stared at the wet spot soaking through your panties, feeling his dick twitch at the sight. He kissed the inside of your thigh, moving his mouth closer to your core with every kiss. His face then mushed against your panties, tongue against the soft fabric, lips moving against your covered folds. The sounds escaping your mouth were exactly like how he had imagined, like the finest music ever made. “Mmhf- I need to- need to taste you.” Varka groaned, ripping your panties off clean, his mouth immediately on your mound, tongue flat against your slit. “O-oh! Vark- Shit!” You moaned out, arching your back.

He mumbled against your cunt, his tongue swirling around your clit before plunging into your opening. Moving his tongue around your walls, tasting your essence before separating, lips finding your clit and sucking on it. Your hands flew to his head, fingers tangling into his blonde locks. You could feel that sweet climax building up the more his mouth moved against you, legs twitching, fingers pulling on his hair, pushing him closer. “P-ease! Varka~ ‘M close!” You whimpered out, thighs squeezing around his head. His eyes stared at you from between your legs, enjoying the way your body reacted to his touch. He kept going until he finally heard  your loud moan and tasted your release all around his tongue and mouth. He separated from you, chin glistening as he wiped himself clean. “Mmh.. tastes better than any wine I’ve ever had the pleasure to drink.” He let out a laugh, standing up from the seat, chair getting pushed back. He let your legs down from his shoulders, planting himself between them. His hands went to the waistband of his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear just enough for his length to pop out. The size had your eyes widen and your pussy clench around nothing. He was so big.. so girthy and long. Precum was already dripping out of his slit, his hand wrapped around his own length, jerking himself for a little bit, groaning out.

“Varka.. please- I need you!” You whispered out, staring up at him. “I don’t think you’ll be able to take me without some more prep..” He smirked, his fingers itching closer to your opening. Your hand shot out and took hold of his wrist, instead pulling him closer, his dick planting right on top of your pelvis. He was surprised, tilting his head. You shook your head and opened your mouth. “I don’t need that, I want you right now… I can take it…” You begged, legs around his waist. “Well.. If the lady says so.” He mumbled, smirk still present. He took hold of his cock and placed the head against your opening. His head felt so big as he began pushing in. Your eyes rolling back at the stretch the moment the head finally pushed in, nails digging into his forearms. “Cmon pretty girl.. Take it… Take it all. Yeah, that’s it~” Varka whispered into your ear, his teeth lightly grazing your earlobe. He loved having you like this. Your body below his massive one, his shadow completely overtaking you. Listening to how you whimpered the moment he pushed another inch of his massive cock into you. The way your breath hitched as you tried to relax your body, to allow him to sink further. “Good pup~ You’re doing so well… Just a little bit more, yeah? You gonna take it f’me?” Varka said with a large smirk, feeling himself almost bottoming out inside your warm walls, feeling how your pussy squeezed around him greedily. You felt perfect, made for him, his little darling. The moment his pelvis hit against yours he let out a pleased moan. Feeling the tip of his cock pushing against your cervix, stretching you around him.

“Varka.. s’ deep!” Oh how he loved the way you sounded out of breath, pushed to the limits. How he loved the way you let out small little sounds every time he moved even an inch. He chuckled, one of his hands slowly moving from your waist, following the curve of your breast to your cheek. His fingers holding your face gently, leaning down and taking your lips into a soft kiss. “You ready for me?” He mumbled quietly, as he separated from your kiss. “Y-yes, please.” Varka needed no more words as his hips moved on their own. His hands on either side of your waist. His teeth clenched as he tried to keep in his sounds. It felt too good… You were so wet… all because of him. His cock moved in and out of your cunt with ease, the wet sounds like music to his ears. Your sweet moans just carried him on, his hips speeding up. The loud sound of skin smacking against each other was very evident, mixed with both of their moans

SFW!!! Varka who is such a gentleman. Always ready to help you, always there to lend an ear. He who opens every door for you, he who places his huge coat over your shoulders during the cool evening walks. Varka who doesn’t care for the looks others give you both. Varka who doesn’t care for the murmurs amongst groups of people as you both walk hand in hand along the streets of Mondstadt. His eyes stared down at you, his younger than necessary girlfriend. For a man in his 40s he had no business falling in love with a 20 year old. Yet here he was, feeling his face get warmer at the way her lashes fluttered as she looked up at him, wondering why he was so quiet. Varka who always returned home with a full bouquet of your favorite flowers. He who loved to spoil you any chance he got. Varka who always brought you outside the city to explore the wilderness, nothing could happen to you when he was with you. He didn’t want you going out on your own, you didn’t even possess a vision nor the skills to handle any weapon! Anything could happen to his little darling.

Varka who would tell you about the many stories as a young knight all the way to the most recent expeditions as Grandmaster. Varka who would give you advice on anything and help you with everything. He had seen more and had more experience, why would he not help you? Varka who sometimes forgot how much older he was and would then feel yesterday’s training in his lower back. Good thing his little lady is there to massage his tense muscles and ease his tension. Varka who is extremely protective, any guy who even glanced your way was shut down before they could even move an inch closer to you. Varka who had the need to show himself off to you, to prove to you that you need someone older, someone who can provide for you and knows how to properly love you.

NSFW below!!!!!!! Varka who felt his pants tighten once the topic of you being a virgin came up. He who had to fight against himself to not go fast on you. He felt so guilty at his thoughts, he claimed to be a gentleman and a respectful man yet here he was thinking of how he would corrupt your innocence. Varka, who had lots of experience from back in his days. He knew how to satisfy a woman, knew exactly how to curl his fingers, where to kiss, to bite and to touch. Varka who felt himself grow harder at your little sounds and whimpers, the way your body twitched from the smallest touches. He would never admit it, but seeing you laying on the bed in your pink bra and panties, with those little lace rose decorations had him choke on air. 

Varka who would whisper sweet and dirty things into your ear as his finger slowly worked its way into your pulsing cunt. Feeling your walls squeezing around his digit greedily. Varka who would stare right into your eyes as his mouth descended towards your pussy. Varka who would feel satisfaction at the way your thighs squeezed around his head, how your fingers held tightly onto his hair, how you could moan out his name. Varka who taught you how to please him good, who guided your hand movements. Varka who held your hair in his hand as he slowly sunk his member into your mouth. He who taught you how to position your tongue, how to hollow your cheeks. Watching as the tears gathered on the edge of your eyes as you gagged around his length. 

Varka who gave you your first orgasms with his mouth, his fingers, his touches. Never had you felt this kind of pleasure, the furthest you had ever gone with someone was hand holding and small kisses. Varka who waited for you to tell him you were ready. He who was over the moon that you trusted him enough to let him claim your innocence. Varka who worked you open, before seating himself between your spread legs. Varka who praised you as the head of his thick cock touched against your opening. Varka who calmed you down as he heard your breathing get quicker. Varka who had to grip onto the sheets and headboard to not move once the first inches sank into you. Varka who felt your cunt squeezing around him dangerously, trying to drive away the intruder. 

Varka who watched the way your chest rose and fell quickly, the way your hands were placed on his pecs, slightly pushing against him. Varka who moved only when you told him to. Varka who finally worked himself to the hilt, watching as you moaned and whined below him. Varka who just now realised how small you truly were compared to him, how his shadow completely overtook you, how your small cunt had somehow managed to take his massive cock. Varka who gave you the best and first fuck of your life despite all of your friends telling you the first time wouldn’t be good. Maybe they just didn’t have an older and more experienced man like Varka…

The moon really is brighter than ever tonight. Two figures walking along the shoreline, hand in hand. Shoulders touching each other as they bathe in the company of each other. Neuvillette looked down at (Name), his dearest. He could feel his heart beat faster whenever her eyes gazed upon him, when her soft smile found its way to her lips or when she sought out his warmth, his company. “What’s the real reason you asked me to join you tonight?” She smiled, looking up at him. “Am I not allowed to spend time with my dearest?” Neuvillette chuckled. “Of course, but knowing you nothing is random. You must have something planned?” She tilted her head. “I like to come out here to clear my head, to be free of my duties as the ludex.” He began, looking ahead as they neared the end of the shoreline. Before them was a huge waterfall surrounded by tall cliffs and some small islands below the fall. The moon reflected off the water beautifully and so did the stars. “It’s calming here, so quiet, so far from everything.” His expression was calm, relaxed.

“I wanted to lay down here for a while, just to gaze upon the stars.” His eyes glanced at the grass flowing softly in the wind, surrounded by flowers and hydro crystalflies flying around. “I’ve never known of this place. It's so beautiful!” She beamed, walking ahead, looking around. “Mont Esus East. The exact name of this place.” He said, hands behind his back. “Liffey Region isn’t really populated, despite its beautiful scenery. Well, except for the Fortress of Meropide.” He chuckled. She turned back to look at him, really look at him. She always wondered why he would settle for someone like her. There were a lot of fontainian women who she felt were prettier than her, more accomplished in their lives. Sometimes she even felt insecure by her thoughts even if she knew they weren’t exactly true. Her expression fell just slightly and of course he picked up on it. “Something is bothering you, darling?” He quickly asked, his own smile faltering. “It’s nothing, don’t worry.” She waved her hand dismissing his worries. “Don’t keep your emotions to yourself.” He had always had trouble understanding the complex emotions of humans. But after meeting her he began understanding slowly.

“Sometimes I wonder why you settled for someone like me.” She confessed, knowing she would not be able to hide her thoughts from him. “In my eyes you are the equivalent of perfection. Your eyes, your smile.. your kindness, nothing could compare.” He walked closer to her, placing his hand on her waist, pulling her closer. “I couldn’t see myself feeling so strongly about anyone else. You awaken something in me that I have never known of. I always wondered what the strong feeling was that everyone kept talking about. To feel such a strong pull to someone else.” He quietly said, leaning closer to her, placing his forehead against hers looking right into her eyes. “Because of you… I learned what love was, what it meant.” She was speechless. No one had ever used such big words when talking about her. She could feel her heart beating fast, almost wanting to burst out of her chest. She could do nothing but smile and laugh, the warmth evident on her cheeks. “You are such a poet. I love you Neuvillette.” She mumbled.

They both slowly sat down on the grass, hands intertwined. They sat like that for a moment, just enjoying each other's company, listening to the sounds of nature. (Name) leaned against his shoulder, looking into the water. She got this idea.. something she had always wanted to try with someone special, and now that someone special sat right next to her. Though she felt a bit flustered and shy to even bring the idea up. Neuvillette felt her body continuously shifting as if she was nervous about something “What is it dear?” “I- Uhm… I have this idea… I wanted to ask you..” She mumbled, sitting up straight and then standing up before looking back down at him. “The water must be warm at this time of the year… Would you like to take a swim with me..?” She asked, hands in front of her, shy. He was surprised by her request but a smile still on his face nonetheless. He chuckled, shaking his head before nodding at her. “I would love to. But your clothes.. they will get wet.” He was concerned, it wouldn’t be fun for her to walk back all soaked. “Who said anything about being clothed?” She giggled before slowly placing her hands to her shirt and lifting it up over her head. Neuvillette was speechless, his eyes wide mouth hung open. His cheeks reddened immediately. He didn’t know whether to look away or continue staring. Sure he had seen her naked before… but right now it just felt so much more intimate. He stared as she undressed herself completely, now standing before him bare.

“Well..? Are you going to join me?” She asked. He finally snapped out of his trance as he slowly undressed himself too. His pale skin beautiful against the moonlight. His hands were bright blue from the fingers before slowly morphing into a darker hue and then finally back into his skin color around his elbows. The blue scales around his ribs. She hadn’t known of his true identity immediately after they started dating but once they got intimate for the first time she saw him for who he truly was and she didn’t think of him as any less. To (Name) he became even more beautiful. Her perfect hydro dragon. “You look beautiful…” She smiled, taking his hand and leading him towards the water. He felt shy at her compliments, not used to the emotions she made him feel. He happily walked after her, the water slowly rising as they walked deeper into the sea. Once they were deep enough that only her collarbones were visible and his chest she finally fell back into the water, submerging herself completely. He followed after her, feeling at home. He could feel his body changing, his dragon features becoming more evident in the water. She looked at him with adoration in her eyes as she sunk deeper, the water shifting around them. He swam after her, his hands quickly wrapping around her waist and back, bringing her body against his. Her vision glowing on her necklace, allowing her to freely breathe without the need for any special suits. The temperature of the water wasn’t cold but it wasn’t too warm either. Yet right now she didn’t care about any of that, she felt so warm just being against him, the feel of her bare skin colliding with his own. Around them was nothing but a bunch of marine plants and a few stray fishies mindlessly swimming around in the distance. Neuvillette was having a hard time keeping himself in check, the feeling of her body, so bare against him… It was hard to not want to kiss her and claim her as his in this environment. It just all felt so right, so intimate… It’s like this hidden need in his body rising, dare he say an instinct. His eyes were closed forehead against hers as he just tried to push these feelings down and enjoy her like this, to remember this moment. 

His eyes snapped open at the feeling of her hand on his chest, slowly drawing circles on his skin with the tip of her finger before traveling down to his abs. He opened his mouth letting out a soft groan, while both of them could talk and make noises they were still slightly muffled. She chuckled her hand stopping at his hip, feeling the small scales that rest there. “You… are playing a dangerous game darling.” He huffed, staring down at her. “Maybe I am… What will you do about it?” She giggled, slowly circling around him, her hair softly moving around in the water, perfectly capturing her face. He felt himself lost in her. She looked so ethereal right now, he wanted her so badly. He lifted a hand to her shoulder, stopping her movements. His eyes glowed just slightly. “Clearly you must be judged for your crimes…” He smiled, bringing her closer, one of his hands landing straight onto the curve of her ass. “Crimes against seducing the Hydro Dragon.” He whispered to her ear, nibbling just slightly with his teeth.

She let out the slightest of moans, pushing her body against his. Her arms sneaking around his neck, her face against his chest. “Maybe I should be judged… My crimes cannot go without punishment.” She smiled against his skin. He leaned away from her just slightly, using his right hand to lift her face by the chin. He then leaned back down and connected their lips together, both of them closing their eyes and slowly easing into it. He groaned into their shared kiss, deepening it, his tongue itching to wrap around hers. But she of course beat him to it as without shame her tongue sneaked into his mouth, both of them fighting for dominance. She could feel her body heat up, a soft pulse between her legs. He felt all blood from his body traveling downwards to his lower regions. One thing about Neuvillette that truly surprised her during their first intimate time was the fact that… well with him being a dragon and all he actually owned two… He had awkwardly revealed it was also a reason why he seemed to avoid making love to her, but to her it was rather attractive.. One of her hands flowed down to his cocks, wrapping around the upper one, making the poor man throw his head back and let out a hiss. The blue horn-like appandage's on his head glowing brighter. She smirked before moving her hand back and forth slowly, feeling the soft skin, every small vein and curve. She slowly moved downwards, head in front of his two members. She never ceased to be amazed by how beautiful they both were. Just like his arms the color from the tip changed from bright blue to a darker hue until the very base. They also weren’t like the ordinary dick a normal human would have, at least shape wise. Her face drew closer, tongue rolling out and licking along the bottom of his shaft to his tip. The sounds he made were nothing but music to hear ears, looking up as his face was now looking down at her, eyes focused on her mouth. She slowly placed her mouth over the tip, before sinking down his length all while maintaining eye contact with him. Gods she looked beautiful, he had never been as turned on as he was now. His hand moved to stay over her head, feeling the texture of her wet hair flowing around. He didn’t move her, wanting to let her find her own pace, whatever she did he would be pleased with anyway.  Her tongue laid flat against the bottom of his shaft as she took him in deeper, as he hit the back of her throat she moved backwards and then continued on with the back n forth motion. Her other hand taking hold of his other neglected twitching shaft, pumping her hand up and down. His body arched and twitched from the pleasure. He tried his hardest to not move, he really did, but he couldn’t help moving his hips just slightly. She hummed around him, still looking right up at him, her other hand slowly moving around his abs and waist. He could feel himself nearing his peak, but he did not want to come like this, even if her mouth was so warm and inviting. He used his hands to separate her and bring her up to his face. He pulled her into a kiss, the water had washed away the taste of himself. He lifted one of her legs around his waist as he positioned himself against her, his dicks between their bodies. Another of his hands traveled down to her breast, squeezing and flicking her nipple between his fingers. She moaned into their kiss letting his tongue back into her mouth freely. His hand then traveled down to her hot core, finger circling around her nub, traveling along her slit before dipping into her heat. 

Even if he couldn’t really separate the feeling of her being wet from all the water around them he could still feel how her walls squeezed around his digit, how her body arched into him, oh how he could almost feel her pleasure mixing with his own. “If only the waters wouldn’t wash away the taste you offer…” He mumbled, kissing her neck while another of his fingers sunk into her. “N-Neuvillette!” She squeaked embarrassed. “What is there to be embarrassed about? You taste better than the purest of waters… my little rain drop.” He whispered. “Please- I- I want you- Inside-” She moaned, begging. “How could I.. ever refuse.” He groaned, pulling his fingers out slowly before adjusting his position, lifting her just slightly. The head of his upper dick poked her opening, before sinking deep into her with no resistance. Her walls stretched around his size, the warmth so inviting. She could only wrap her arms around his neck once more, her eyes closed in pleasure, unable to muster out any sound. “You take me so well… You feel divine.” He mumbled, praising her as he finally bottomed out. “N-neuvillette….” She whispered, opening her eyes slightly. “What is it darling? Too much?” He asked, concerned, ready to pull out.

“N-no! Don’t… I- I want both.. I can take it, please!” She said confidently, her cheeks flushed red. He could feel his heart stop for a moment, his eyes widen. Yet the immense feel of butterflies in his stomach persisted, her words traveling right down to his cocks, twitching and leaking precum. He nodded before slowly moving his lower member against her stretched opening, he pulled out just slightly so that both heads were now nudging against her core. “Are you sure?” He asked once more, afraid he would hurt her on accident. “I'm sure, please..” He then slowly pushed both of his tips inside her, she moaned loudly, the stretch was nothing she had ever felt before. Inch by inch both of his dicks sunk deeper into her walls. He had to force himself to stop moving after every painfully pleasurable inch to make sure she was comfortable. Not long after he had bottomed out. Her face was flush against his shoulder as she kept breathing heavily, never had she felt so full in her entire life. Her walls completely stretched out around him, her walls spasming. “This- ngh- Was unexpected… You took both so well…” Neuvillette grit his teeth together, his instincts telling him to thrust, to move, to breed her, to claim her again and again. “I-I’m afraid- I can’t hold myself back any longer… Please forgive me, my love.” He mumbled before his hips moved.

The resistance of the water was weird, it made his thrusts feel light but at the same time so rough.. She never imagined taking a skinny dip would turn into this… but this wasn’t an unwelcome experience by any means. If anything it made her feel so hot, to be this intimate in such an environment, it made her feel alive, like she was fully a part of him. With every thrust he hit that sweet little spot inside her, he knew her body like the back of his hand. He knew exactly how to please her, how to make her feel like the only woman in all of Tevyat. Her walls pulsed, her moans muffled into his neck. Fingers scratching into his back, not that he minded, he quite enjoyed being marked by her. His sounds were becoming more animalistic and so were his movements, hands finding their place on her hips, you could even feel the tips of his fingers transforming into something sharper, like claws. From his ribs the same blue-ish scales grew out something, bright glowing appandage's that flowed against the water behind him, they looked oddly similar to the ones on his head. (context I have no idea what the things that glow during his charged attack are but im 100% sure they aren’t apart of his actual suit :3) “Neuvi-llette.” She whined, feeling her pussy clench around his lengths. “I’ve got you, little one.” He mumbled, kissing her.