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So'lek is a man on a mission— but this one is more personal than usual. They had been dancing around for a while now, their relationship full of love and respect for the other, but there was one thing missing. Tsaheylu. He had been thinking about it for a while now, wishing— aching to be bonded with her.

So'lek is not a man of many words, he doesn't quite know how he'd bring the topic up, so instead, he decided to use his actions. Helping you climb the rock up to the glade of light, making sure your eyes are still sealed shut. He knows you're anxious by the way your tail curls inward, but his heart thumped from the trust you put in him.

“Alright” He murmured, his hands falling to her waist to help guide her closer. (Y/n) Let out a heavy breath, anxiety and anticipation warring together. “Open your eyes, Yawne” So'lek whispered softly by her ear, watching as she opened her eyes.

She blinked once, then twice. “The glade of light?” She asked, her brows pinching together in confusion, her tail whipping softly. “I don't get it, why did you—” Her breath hitched the moment she looked at him. His yellow eyes looked like starlight under the bioluminescence of the tree, his attention fixated solely on her as his fingers curled around her side.

“I wish to make the bond with you” So'lek said carefully, his gaze searching hers for whatever she may be thinking in this moment.

“But I'd—” She swallowed thickly, heart hammering, “So’lek I'd have to connect with Eywa” She whispered breathlessly. The mere thought made her hands calm up, hell, she's been in her Avatar for so long, but never once dared to connect with Eywa.

“Yes— but I will not force you” So'lek said carefully as she turned her to face him. “I wished to make my intentions clear with you, that I want you” His words made her throat tighten, her hand on his bicep, trying to keep herself grounded as she processed the situation.

(Y/n) swallowed thickly, a small tremble in her hand as she looked at him, her gaze slowly shifting back to the tree. “I don't want to taint her” She whispered, her grip tightening by a fraction on his arm.

So’lek’s expression hardened, his hand reaching up to cup her jaw, turning her gaze back towards him. “You will not taint her” He stated firmly, his eyes locked onto hers, “You care for Eywa’s creations as if they're your own. You heal them, protect them— you fight for them”.

She was silent for a moment, her head leaning into his touch with a shuddered breath, “And... You're certain that it's me you want?” (Y/n) asked quietly.

So’lek smiled softly, his hand fully cupping her cheek, “I am more than certain, Yawne” He whispered. He leaned down, his forehead resting against hers, “I’ve known that it's been you” So’lek’s words soothed her worries, even if only a little.

He pulled back just enough to look at her, “Oel ngati kameie”. (Y/n)’s throat bobbed at the words, I see you, those words were worth far more than anyone else might think. Because to Na’vi, that meant love, that meant that they saw you— not just the front you put up, not even the way you physically present yourself, but that they saw you.

Body, mind, and soul.

It meant everything.

“Oel ngati kameie” (Y/n) repeated hoarsely, her eyes watery from emotion that threatened to wreck her.

So’lek gently wiped beneath her eyes, brushing away any tears that threatened to fall. “Come” He whispered softly, his hand falling to hers as he led her closer to the tree. He carefully grabbed his kuru, the pink tendrils at the end carefully connecting to the trees. His pupils expanded as he took a deep breath, reaching for (Y/n)’s hand, “We can connect together” He kept his tone soft, soothing— trying to encourage her.

With a heavy breath (Y/n) stepped closer, hesitantly grabbing her kuru. She pulled it over her shoulder, the pink tendrils reaching out, “Are you sure?” She asked again, a small tremble in her hand.

“More than” He whispered back, his hand resting on her arm. With another beat of anxiety, she finally pressed her kuru to his. The pink tendrils wrapped around his and the neurological vine, the air slipping from her lungs as her head rolled to the side, her pupils blown.

“Holy shit...” She breathed out, her body tingling from the sensation. So’lek kept his grip on her arm, helping steady her.

“Are you okay?” So’lek asked carefully, his thumb rubbing soothing lines up and down your arm. He watched your every move, every reaction. He knew this could be overwhelming, but he wanted to be there with you, helping you through it. “Yes, it's just a bit... overwhelming” She whispered softly.

So'lek smiled softly at her, nodding his head once, “It can be, especially when you've never done it before” He raised his hand to her cheek, his fingers brushing against her skin. He was gentle with her, he always was no matter the situation, but right now? he wanted nothing more than to worship her.

“Yawne...” He whispered quietly as he broke the connection, keeping his kuru over his shoulder. (Y/n)'s gaze shifted back to him, the look in his eyes making her skin prickle.

She couldn't help but wonder if there was a Na'vi equivalent to “Bedroom eye's”, because her body lit up like wildfire. Her blue skin flushing a warm purple. Slowly, she severed her own link, her gaze unable to stay on his for long with the sudden nervousness that coursed through her.

“Are you okay with this, Yawne?” So'lek asked carefully, wanting her thoughts and consent, “There is no rush if you're not ready—”

“I'm ready” (Y/n) stated quickly, her face still flushed but her eyes were determined, full of love and affection she held just for him. Even though her fingers trembled with nervousness.

So'lek smiled at her, carefully guiding her to the ground with him, “I will take care of you” He whispered softly, helping her lay back on the plush grass. His hands, much larger than hers, rested over her knees, pushing her legs apart to make space for himself.

“I got you” So’lek whispered before their lips pressed together. It wasn't rough or demanding— it was savouring, reverent. Her hands cupped his face, head tilting as their lips molded together, moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

So’lek’s reached for his kuru, brushing the hair away at the end, “Ready, Yawne?” He asked quietly against her lips. (Y/n) Nodded slowly, grasping her own kuru and holding the end up. The tendrils slowly laced together, a ragged gasp escaping them both. “Fuck—” (Y/n) cursed breathlessly, a tingling sensation coursing through her body.

Every breath felt cold in her lungs, the lights of the tree were far more vibrant, and everything felt too much but so good all at once. “Easy” So'lek whispered against her skin, his lips trailing along her jaw, “Breathe, yawne”.

She focused on his voice, on the tingling sensation of his lips on her skin— it felt electric, she could feel his own heartbeat as if it were her own, a connection far beyond anything humans could imagine. It was the merging of spirit, body, and mind. “It’s... Definitely overwhelming” (Y/n) stated breathlessly, her heart pounding.

“I know” So'lek whispered, “Take your time, no rush”.

Steady breaths filled the air between them both while So'lek continued to press kisses along her jaw and throat, his hands brushing against the skin of her stomach, “So beautiful...” He whispered breathlessly, her back arching slightly as his lips traveled lower, “I’m ready” she whispered softly.

So’lek groaned, his lips traveling lower. He helped her out of her top, his head dipping down to start kissing the valley between her breasts. A shuddered breath slipped past (Y/n)'s lips, her hands resting upon So'lek's shoulders.

A moan ripped through her as So'lek's lips wrapped around her nipple, tongue lapping over it, feeling it pebble beneath his tongue. A rough sound left him, his hands traveling down her sides, “Yawne...” He whispered breathlessly, kissing down lower.

Through their connection, they could feel each other's desire, the heat coiling below their stomach, the rising temperature in their body that made them ache. So'lek's fingers trembled with anticipation— he wanted to strip her bare by simply ripping her clothes off, metaphorically, maybe. He waited for this moment, and dreamed of it— but this was your first time together as mates.

He needed it to be special, for her, for him. So he went slow as he removed the rest of her clothes. His pupils dilate at the sight of her pretty cunt, a heavy breath slipping past his fangs. “Let's get you ready...” he murmured, dipping his head down.

He pushed her thighs open with his shoulders, hooking them up and over. His lips trailed down her inner thighs, his gaze flicking upwards towards her. (Y/n)'s lashes fluttered, her chest rising and falling in anticipation.

“Hah—!” She gasped when his mouth finally connected to her, his lips wrapping around her clit to give it a careful suck before his tongue lapped between her folds. So'lek's eyes fluttered shut, a rough groan slipping past his lips as he buried his head deeper between her thighs.

(Y/n) felt her toes curl, pleasure surging through her veins, hot and mind numbing in the best way possible. “So’lek—” She gasped, her back arching as she moaned. The sound only spurred him on, his thumb coming up to roll her pretty clit in tight circles as his mouth moved lower. His tongue pressed against her hole before slowly pushing inside.

Her eyes rolled back a strangled noise slipping past her lips. The connection through their kuru’s made her feel everything tenfold. She could feel his desire, practically able to taste herself on her tongue, fuck it made her salivate. Which is what So'lek was shamelessly doing. His drool and her slick making it easy for his long tongue to drag in and out of her weeping cunt.

“Come on yawne... Cum for me” So'lek whispered against her folds, pushing his tongue back in deeper and deeper. Her thighs shook, her grip tightening in his braids. “Fuck— I'm so close” She choked out, gasping for air as her body tensed. So'lek curled his tongue, hitting that mind blowing spot that had her aching.

“Oh my—!” Her body quaked, a strangled cry leaving her as she came on his tongue. So'lek held her hips, drinking down every drop with a soft groan. “Sevin... So, so pretty” He whispered breathlessly, tongue lapping slowly between her folds to ease her through her orgasm before pressing a soft kiss to her clit.

So'lek pressed gentle kisses up her body until he captured her lips with his own, his hand cupping her jaw, tilting her head up. “I love you” So'lek murmured against her lips, his pupils blown wide. It made her breath hitch, she couldn't just hear his words, but she felt it— she could feel his love surging between them both, making her own heart race.

“I love you too” (Y/n) whispered breathlessly. With a small surge of confidence, she rolled them over, straddling his hips, his hands settling upon hers. “Ready?” She asked, as she slowly lowered herself, letting out a shuddering breath as she felt his cock against her core.

“More than” So'lek nodded, helping raise her over his length.

With a careful breath, (Y/n)'s hand slowly wrapped around his length, watching in awe as his tip flushed a purple hue. She swallowed thickly, gasping softly as she guided his tip through her soaked folds. So'lek hissed through clenched teeth, his head falling back as his hips jerked.

Finally, without more teasing (Y/n) guided his tip to her entrance, a gentle nudge against the tight ring before she finally sank down onto his cock. A sharp gasped ripped through her, hands gripping his shoulders with a drawn out whine.

“Fuck—” She panted heavily while So'lek's hands gripped her hips, thumbs carefully rubbing soothing circles on her skin. It felt incredible— her tight heat surrounding him like a velvet glove. As much as he wanted to take over— he'll let her start the pace, let her get comfortable.

“You’re doing beautifully, yawne” So'lek whispered breathlessly, his tail curling up between his legs to entwine with hers, connected at all angles.

(Y/n) nodded breathlessly, slowly lowering herself more. Once she was fully seated, she sucked in a shuddering breath. Her eyes met his, pleasure and desire burning at every nerve. With a small boost of confidence, she placed her hands on his chest and raised her hips— before sinking back down, over and over—

“So’lek—” (Y/n) whined, she could feel him everywhere, the purple glow of the tree casting soft shadows across their skin. Her lashes flushed as she continued to bounce on his cock, rolling her hips to take him as deep as she could with a sharp gasp.

So'lek's hands trailed up her sides, heavy breaths escaping him as his hands rested over her breasts, squeezing before rolling her nipples with his thumbs.

She looked beautiful, more than beautiful— So'lek couldn't help but stare. This is his mate, the love of his life— the one his soul is bound too. His tail curled tighter around hers, fangs barring with each groan of pleasure. She felt so good, too good.

Then his gaze shifted higher, his breath hitching as he caught sight of the atokirina. The seeds of the sacred tree hovering around them as if Eywa herself was blessing their union— it was all the encouragement he needed to flip them over, careful to set (Y/n) on her back, “Let me take care of you now, paskalin” So'lek whispered breathlessly.

She nodded quickly, her hands tangling in the loose strands of his hair, her forehead against his. So'lek gripped her thighs, hiking them up over his hips before dragging his cock out to the tip, only to rut deep back inside. (Y/n) moaned in his ear, her body trembling as she tilted her head to capture his lips. It was messy and desperate— filled with love and hunger that threatened to consume them.

“You feel perfect—” So'lek groaned, “My mate” he whispered sweet nothing's in her ear, hips dragging and pushing in an agonizing pace that left (Y/n) on the edge. “I got you, I have you—” He hissed, one hand leaving her thigh to move between them, his thumb pressing against her clit.

“Hah—! So'lek!” (Y/n) cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock, toes curling as every hit to her g-spot sent her closer to the edge. The added stimulation only provided more mind numbing pleasure, her body felt so hot and heavy, nails digging into his scarred back and dragging down.

He hissed again, the sting only making his cock twitch inside her. He picked up the pace, rutting into her harder now, his body pressing down firmly against hers, not wanting any space between them as he rolled her clit with his thumb.

“Cum for me, paskalin” He groaned, gently nipping at her ear before kissing her. Their tongues intertwined, teeth clinking together as her body shook, locking up as she cried out against his lips, “So’lek!” Her pussy spasmed around his cock, coming hard. It hit him quickly after— another drag of his cock, another rough drive into her until he stilled, groaning into her ear as he came inside her.

With heavy breaths he continued to fuck into her, slower than before, but drawing out every inch of her pleasure.

Finally after a few moments, So'lek rolled onto his side, his arm wrapping around her waist to drag her back against his chest. The grass was soft beneath them, his other arm going under her head to provide her with a pillow. They didn't rush to speak, not after all the energy they spent up, and So'lek certainly didn't rush to disconnect their kuru's.

(Y/n) was the first to break the silence, “That was...” she panted softly, her body aching in all the right ways, even with the slightly uncomfortable stickiness between her thighs, “That was the best thing I've ever experienced” She finally whispered.

She could practically feel his joy through their connection, his content, his love. It was a beautiful feeling, something that was reserved for the Na’vi body. “I'm glad, I wasn't too rough with you, was I?” So'lek asked carefully, his hand tracing gentle patterns on her stomach.

“No, you were perfect” She murmured, leaning into his touch.

“Good... You were even better, yawne” He hummed softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of her shoulder.

After another moment, he finally pulled out of her. He was careful as he got her on her back, he needed to clean her, it was necessary. He wanted her to feel comfortable, so as he carefully cleaned the mess between her legs, he peppered her with kisses. It was the most affectionate she'd ever seen him.

But like hell was she going to complain about it. Especially as he pressed soft kisses to her jaw and throat, lips brushing against the slope of her cheek and right against her temple.

He is hers, and she is his. Bonded in a way that went beyond physical and emotional. He'd protect her with his life, fight for her, learn for her— because he loves her.

He loves her in all shapes and forms, loves her heart, and mind, and he is more than happy to spend the rest of his days by her side.

🦇 You often train with him and the kids because you need to keep yourself flexible and strong. Bruce enjoyed it, truthfully. He likes the quality time it gives you both, and the family time too— a winning situation for everyone. Plus, he might not admit it, but he likes helping you practice.

Your fun baseball tricks always entertained him, he even helped you with them when you weren't with your team.

🦇 The kids often record these moments for you both, its one of the few times they've seen Bruce so happy and actually having fun. You'd always joke with Bruce, making bets as you “Toy” with him as the family puts it. Throwing baseballs, seeing which he can catch and how he can add that dramatic flare to it.

Alfred makes the tally, and the kids vote. You win more often than not.

Pairing(s): Dick Grayson x Gender-Neutral Reader

Content(s): Baseball Player Reader (But like Savannah Bananas)

🕺🏽Dick never once judged you for what you do. He never once made you feel bad for it, never said that it “Wasn’t a real sport”. He always validated you and your passion no matter what. Just as you did for him, his day jobs changed often, but you always supported him through his vigilante life.

🕺🏽 Oh he loves it. This man used to be a performer— still is in his own way. He absolutely loves watching your games, he'll dress up and everything, always wanting to support you and whatever it is you love, especially this. He can't go to your games all the time, but he'll watch it from home, or ask you to tell him all about it, (the more likely option).

🕺🏽 Although, the real battle whenever Dick came to your games was the swarm of people. Most of the people were there to watch the game, no doubt, but the small percentage was there just to see if they could catch a photo with him. You both eventually made a game of it, finding new routes to sneak out of the stadium.

The best part was when you both got caught, because you'd both try and make the fans laugh when taking pictures with them.

🕺🏽 He will absolutely ask to help train you when it comes to flexibility. He'll even try and teach you some tricks you could use during your games. Your team especially loves when you bring Dick around, (not only because he's rather famous for being Bruce's son) but because he's fun.

And because he helps them as well. You love getting pictures of these moments.

Pairing(s): Jason Todd x Gender-Neutral Reader

Content(s): Baseball Player Reader (But like Savannah Bananas)

🍔 Never in a million years did Jason think he'd date a performer. Well... You still played baseball obviously, but with a few different rules, right? He tried to understand it, he really did, but he's more of a football enjoyer (Something you love to hold over him). However! This doesn't mean that he doesn't at least try to understand.

🍔 Jason still goes to some of your games when he has the opportunity. He tends to sit where he wouldn't stand out, but close enough so that he could still get a perfect view of you. You always seek him out in the crowd, keeping eye contact whenever you do one of your tricks.

He'll absolutely roll his eyes at you, but he secretly loves it.

🍔 When you train, you always have to challenge him in a run. Jason's always been built like a brick house— strength on par with even the strongest of people, but his cardio? Not as great. Jason of course, always agrees to the race— the first time he was smug and confident, only for you to jog ahead of him without breaking a sweat.

Damn you and your baseball training.

🍔 Jason isn't a huge merch person, but he's definitely a trinket collector. He collected the ball you hit for a home run, (he didn't need it signed by you but you insisted). He even keeps the tickets he got for your games, sometimes using them as book marks or putting them in the small photo album you got.