Jess's Maya 🧚‍♀️

DANTE absolutely loathes it when that familiar, heat inducing, burning feeling worms its way into his lower abdomen and some (most) of the time down even lower. Everything he wears, no matter what it is, feels suffocating, constricting even. And then there is you – making it better worse. He knows that you aren’t doing it on purpose. He hasn’t exactly told you just how different he is from you. Sure, you know who his dad is and everything, but biology wise? He hasn’t spoken a word. Usually, he would handle this alone or distract himself on a mission. But low-n-behold, not a single mission in sight and you were laying on top of him – using him as a personal heater.

“Dante?”

He wanted to groan, but he kept himself in check.

You looked up at him, eyes watching him carefully, “are you feeling alright? You’re running hotter than usual,” you pressed the palm of your hand to his forehead. But he only snatched up your palm in response and kissed your wrist.

“Nothing for you to worry about just feeling…”

“Hot?”

“Yeah, you could say that.”

You shifted so that you were straddling him, “I can- can help you take that heat away.”

He wondered if you knew what you were asking, so he shook his head. However, you were insistent. Beautifully so.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You never hurt me.”

He knew he lost the argument the moment he felt you press your hips down and his hands found your waist and squeezed.

NERO did not know how to break it to you. About what he was feeling and how to fix it. Sex between you both was not a mystery nor was it foreign. But what he was feeling now? That hot, burning feeling that made him want to press his cock into you and stay there? That was a conversation he was not ready to have with you.

However, it seems you have other plans when you trapped him against the kitchen counter. Your arms cage him in and you kept eye contact with him.

“What’s wrong.”

A statement, not a question. Seems like you were on a mission to get an answer.

“N- nothing’s wrong?”

“Really,” you looked down, “you’ve been hard all day.”

He choked a little, “I have not!”

“And you haven’t once asked me to help you out. In fact, you’ve been avoiding me like the plague.”

“You’re imagining things-“

“Am I? Is this a demon thing going on with you right now? Because so help me I will call your father-“

“No!”

Nero would rather be buried six feet under than have Vergil, with a stoic face, explain to you that Nero was just super horny right now.

“Well?”

He huffed and reached for you, his hands fitting against your hips as he pressed himself against you. The pressure against his cock made him groan, “just really horny, I guess. Demons get like this sometimes at certain points in the year.”

“Is that all,” you whispered as you moved your arms to wrap around his neck and lightly grind back into him.

“N- no, there’s more,” he panted a little, “I could hurt you-“

“You won’t.”

You reassurance in him was all that he needed.

VERGIL, unexpectantly to you, tells you everything. And that includes his demon biology. Though, he never expects you to help him simply because it was a risk he didn’t want you to have to deal with or worry about.

And you wanted to prove to him that you could handle it, so you might or might not have tracked his little “heat.” Little would be a big understatement though, of course. But no matter, once the time was right, you cornered him in the one place you knew he would feel safest.

Your bedroom.

He was already preparing to leave when you entered, but you weren’t going to let him get away. Now was the perfect chance.

“Vergil?”

You tried to calm your racing heart, but you know that he probably already hears it. But you weren’t going to let your nervousness get to you. It was Vergil. Your Vergil. You wanted to show him that you could be there and support him for everything – even this.

“I already know what you are going to ask,” he answered you before you could askanything further, “and the answer is no.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

You got closer to him, your arms wrapped around his waist as you pressed your chest into his back, “am I really that unreliable to you?”

“That isn’t what I said.”

“You didn’t have to,” you tightened your hold around him, almost willing him to stay.

He huffed as he easily broke your hold and turned in your arms, his eyes – it felt like they were staring into your soul.

“You don’t understand just how much I want you.”

“Then have me.”

“And if I hurt you?”

♡ Dante was always up in an instant to help you adjust your bra straps, unclip or clip your bra if you ever struggled more than five seconds. He'd sometimes "accidentally" make it too tight to draw a gasp out of you or a squeak when he suddenly unclipped the bra without a warning. "You know you'd look the prettiest without it". From time to time he bit your shoulder gently while adjusting the straps.

♡ Whenever you cooked or baked he was being that one annoying and distracting person in the kitchen. But in fact he was waiting till your hands get messy with food so he could hold them up and clean them. With his tongue. He'd slowly and deliberately lick off the whipped cream from your hands, sucking way too long than necessary on your fingers, tongue swirling around making those obscene sounds. Afterwards he pulled back with a grin as if he didn't just do something so hot

♡ Eventually you let him touch your breasts. Through t-shirt and it never went further than that. But you felt bad for him whenever he came back from work so mentally and physically exhausted you gave in, sat between his legs and let him fondle your chest. At those times he was surprisingly quiet, touching you with reverence, treating this honor as a higher prize. You felt the tension in him ease as he found peace in just being close and be able to touch you in such an intimate way. It was relaxing for both of you. He'd let soft exhales against your neck or rest his forehead over there continuing to feel you up.

𖹭 Dante invades personal space constantly. Leaning over your shoulder. Resting chin on top of your head. Sitting way too close. Resting his arm along the back of the couch behind you. Living together meant accidental intimacy everywhere. Brushing past each other in the kitchen, he'd usually grab your waist gently to move you out of his way. Limbs tangled when you two cramped on the couch. And at times he'd even give you a playful smack on your ass whenever he passed by. That was definitely his favorite one.

𖹭 He developed this habit of touching you before speaking. Thumb brushing your wrist, hand at your lower back, tilting your chin towards him casually. He knew that way he'd get your attention.

𖹭 Dante can't stop looking at you when you wear his clothes. Especially if you walk out in one of his shirts unknowingly looking so comfortable in it. You usually didn't wear any bra under them which of course never escaped his sharp eyes. That's exactly why he loved giving you his oversized shirts. He'd often wrap his arms around your waist out of nowhere, sliding them slightly up till your breasts freely rested against his forearms.

𖹭 whenever arguments got a little more heated up he'd always find a way to flirt the way out.

"You're so pretty when you're yelling at me, babe. You can continue if it makes you feel better."

He'd pick you up and seat you on the counter standing between your legs.

"Don't look with those angry eyes at me. Makes me wanna kiss you senseless"

You're sucking him in deeper than he expected you to, and it catches him absolutely off guard. Which you notice rather quickly, batting your fucked-out eyes up at him, "Aang? Are you okay?"

"Yeah-, yes.. You just keep—" He hunches over against you—body going taut and lean muscles constricting against one another. "You keep squeezing me like that."

Begining to like seeing him struggle, "Squeezing like what?" you asked in sync with your walls clenching around the deft base of his cock.

Air puffs right out of him as if he'd been choked and his body shudders with something powerful coursing through him. You only catch it for a split second the first time it happens—a brief flash over both his markings and his eyes as his next array of groaning stammers out of him.

Following this is the flash of something wild in his eyes as they broaden, pupils dialating a fraction. Aang's head tips to the side and the plump crown of his cock slavers itself alllll around your insides, the puffy lips of your cunt left to quiver around him.

"You're so pretty-," Your loving boyfriend chuffs out, unknowingly thrusting into you harder via a burst of controlled air slapping against his backside. "H-Have I told you that? Hm?" He's asking as if he wasn't literally air bending himself into fucking you harder.

Your head just barely manages a nod, tears coating your lash line, "Nngh-, yes, Aang."

"Say it back to me then," Aang encourages. In between his breathy words, a brush of air is felt slithering against your cunt. It was almost as if his ability to seamlessly multitask was showcasing the best of his abilities via stimulating you everywhere. "Tell me how pretty my girl is, yeah?"

The sensation brings a stutter to your speech, "A-Aang, I can’t," you cry out, nails lightly scraping at his back.

He smiles halfway before his thrusting grows erratic and his jaw slacks some, "Oh. You're gushing-, shit."

You feel the way his tip pulsates inside you, his hips struggling to pull himself back for a moment long enough to give his cock a second to breathe—not that he much cared to do so anyway.

"So wet. Wanna see you cum-, wanna feel it." Aang husks, "Can you do that? Cum for me?"

"Mhmm," You nod weakly at first but within the next few seconds, as something begins to rumble distantly, you start to second guess your agreement. Mouth falling agape, “Wait, s’too much-,” you try to warn him.

He’s lost though—lost in the feel of your greedy insides begging his dick to spill enough seed into you to repopulate a nation or two at least. Aang’s unconscious manipulation of air only gets worse too, he goes from using his bending to fuck himself deeper to using it to sprawl your puffy pussy lips ‘n legs apart even wider.

You’re a stretched out mess in mere seconds, gasping his name and crying out in pleasure as your back begins arch. Then he’s chuckling all of a sudden and you swear for a moment he’s not even the same man you knew him to be.

Aang’s head cocks back some and his eyes roll back, “You can take it,” he grunts like he knows his words to be true and no argument could convince him otherwise. “You always do. Mmgh-,” He bites his lip for a second before looking down at you once more. “Can’t you feel that? The air helpin’ me fill you up? It’s-, hah.. It’s a little something I’ve been practicing.”

You pout at first, “Aang, I don’t know if-, mmgnh! Y-Your markings!”

The room illuminates with colors of spiritual blue before he notices what you’re talking about.

“What about them?” Aang asks cluelessly, his voice having changed due to the height of pleasure and energy surging through him.

Sweat drips down his body but it doesn’t even manage to touch you or the bed because he’s bending those droplets just as he was the air—completely losing himself in the feel of you and bending all sorts of shit because of it.

“They’re glowing,” You gasp.

Then his cock buries itself all the way in, every stiff inch clamped by your sappy insides, and his body comes to a sharp stop.

You knew there were… concerns when it came to having sex with your boyfriend who just so happens to be the avatar. But, no one told you he’d enter the avatar state just from cumming too hard!!

It’s while creamy gushes of cum are flooding into your poor cunt that his body is shuddering and he’s literally entering a new state of pleasure. He could hardly manage a word out or even move, the state had taken him over entirely.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little worried for him because of it, but honestly you were a tad bit distracted by how fucking hot it was.

You shouldn’t let this go to your head, really.

But who else can say their pussy sent their boyfriend into the avatar state?

That’s something to brag about!

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aang’s eyes would widen the moment he feels you pressing the palm of your hands against his chest-

heart beating erratically when he catches sight of your seductive smile before suddenly being pushed onto the bed. he lands on his back with an audible grunt, in a bit of a daze when he finally registers the sensation of your weight on top of his body.

the avatar swallows thickly, looking up at you with a half-lidded gaze as he sees the way you stretch over his powerful body, unable to stop the way his eyes inevitably trail down to your barely clothed form as your smile then turns saccharine-

its innocent gesture hiding your true intentions when you slowly lift up the cloth of your nightgown before tossing it aside, revealing your bare form to him. aang’s eyes suddenly darken considerably, losing its once stormy grey tone as you were met with a pure onyx gaze. licking at your lips, you allow the evidence of your arousal to drip down on him before slowly settling down on his steadily growing erection.

you both toss your heads back at the sudden sensation of your slickness massaging the underside of aang’s manhood, allowing to you feel every pulsating inch of him as you chased your high. moans of your name echo throughout your chambers as you plant the palm of your hands against his chest, your eyes clenched shut as you focused solely on chasing your high.

the hedonistic sensation of aang’s velvet hardness against your slick heat was enough to make you cry out to him. the mushroom tip of his cock kept catching on to your swollen clit, making the thread that was felt deep within your abdomen threatening to snap at any second now-

and when aang suddenly flips you over, pressing you back down against the damp sheets before swiftly entering you-

you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head, your cunt already fluttering around the airbender’s thick cock as you came around him just seconds later. the pleasure was so intense-

so all consuming that you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing out of your eyes. keeping himself deeply connected to you, aang begins moving against you, telling you whispered praises that leaves your toes curling as you spread your legs even wider for him.

katara was always so achingly beautiful in your eyes, and tonight was no different.

she appeared more sheepish now, unable to meet your gaze even as you began kissing down the side of her smooth neck.

i’ve never done this before… especially with another woman…

you simply giggled at her quiet confession, whispering reassurances in her ear about how you would take care of her and worship her like the goddess she was.

with soft touches, you slowly peel back the layers of her clothes, not stopping until she was bare for you. feeling your heart beating within the confines of your throat, you slowly made your descent toward her form-

lips already latched on to the side of her neck as you began pressing heated kisses down her skin. you bask in her soft mewls of your name, allowing her sweet voice to send pinpricks of heat down your spine as you felt the familiar ache between your legs.

soon enough, your kisses down her body were filled with desperation, with your teeth gently biting down and marking her beautiful skin. your own clothes now began to feel like a barrier as you quickly shed them off before spreading your legs wide open.

framing at your beloved waterbender’s face, you carefully settle your aching flower over hers, feeling the evidence of her sweet arousal mixing with yours as you began moving your hips against hers. her sweet gasps instantly turn into moans of your name-

and you watch with a quiet reverence how her breasts seem to bounce in tune with your movements, making you even more addicted to her beauty as you continue your ministrations on her form-

never wishing for this night of worship to end.

sokka had a cocky grin on his face when you told him how you wanted to take charge tonight.

but of course. what kind of man would i be if i denied my woman of her needs?

he lays back against the bed without putting up a fight, the cocky grin still on his face as he rests his head on top of an arm. his eyes seemed to glitter with mischief, as if silently telling you give me your best shot.

you bite down on your bottom lip before focusing on the fabric of his pants. remaining on top of him, you quickly pulled them down-

revealing his half hard cock to you as you slowly began stroking him.

ngh! sokka was no longer smirking now, his body taut with tension as he felt the way your hands kept stroking him. you seemed to know his body like the back of your own hand, squeezing at all the right moments while tracing at each pulsating vein with an expertise that leaves him breathless.

and when he felt as though he were so close to exploding-

that was when you made your move.

you quickly set aside the flimsy material that covers your bottom half, gripping at sokka’s cock before coming down on him-

not stopping until he was fully sheathed inside of you as you began a painfully slow pace. he no longer had the cocky expression, now left begging for more as he tried to grip at your hips-

only to have you slap his hands away.

you end up leaning forward to whisper playfully in his ear,

now say please.

PLEASE!

with those final words, you stop your torturous pace, finally unleashing your true desires on him as you rode him with a reckless abandon.

you had lost count of the sheer amount of times toph had made you cum with her mouth alone.

you were left a panting mess, back settled over her bed as the blind earthbender had you pinned on top of it. the sheets were ruined with the evidence of your release, and you were left begging for more.

she closes her eyes, pressing a kiss against your shining cunt that remained wet with the evidence of your prior climax. letting out a hum, toph slowly moves away from you, taking something out of the small table settled beside her bed.

finally catching your breath, you were curious as to what she pulled out-

only to feel your throat go dry and your cheeks turn considerably hotter upon seeing a rather… thick and long, phallic shaped item made of what looked to be a metallic material.

“what is that…?” you ask your lover, only to gasp when you saw her put one end of the item into her heat. she lets out a grunt, eyes shimmering with mischief as she leans in to whisper in your ear, “let’s just say… it’s something i bought to help us both feel good.”

distracting you with heated kisses, you allow toph to slowly spread your legs before inserting the other end of the toy inside of you, making you toss your head back at the sudden intrusion. with her focus entirely on you, she begins moving, making you feel the heavy material sliding in and out of your channel, creating a sinful friction that was hard to ignore as you cried out to her.

soon, you felt the familiar snap within your abdomen, and when toph coaxes you to look down at where you were both connected-

you swore you were close to passing out right then and there.

the sight of your lower half being connected to toph’s was enough to make you gasp, unable to hold back your release as you felt your walls clenching around the metallic toy. as if fascinated by it, you watch as toph thrusts herself down on it with her back arched, seeing the evidence of yours and her juices flowing down the metal as you felt a rush of heat blossoming within your veins at the sight.

there was a reason why zuko hired an army of his men to stand outside of his chambers tonight.

and that was solely because of how you had his cock fully within the confines of your mouth.

the lord of the fire nation was forced to be settled back against his luxurious bed as you teased him with the sheer material of your nightgown. such gossamer threads did little to cover the most intimate parts of your body.

of course he would be fully erect at the sight-

and of course, he would be foolish not to accept your wishes of needing to please him.

with his expensive garments tossed to the floor, zuko watches with his mouth open in a gape as you trailed some kisses down his cock. he feels the blood rushing down to the length of his manhood, already pulsating with need for you.

you hum in response to his groan, allowing your hot mouth to surround him as you bobbed your head back and forth. you allow your tongue to trace at his pulsating veins, waiting for that telltale twitch before quickly pulling away.

you let go of his cock from the confines of your mouth with an audible pop! relishing in the way the powerful firebender in all of the nation was reduced to mere whimpers and gasps of your name.

you give him an apologetic smile and decide to finally put him out of his misery. lifting up the sheer material of your gown, you reveal your naked sex to him while watching as his eyes became hungrier.

yes, that’s right my darling flame. give it to me.

and that was all the urging you needed needed.

planting both hands on top of his broad shoulders, you slowly came down on him, taking in every inch of his cock until your hips finally met with his. giving him one last kiss against his lips, you fell back and steadied yourself on the top of his thighs before undulating your hips up and down his cock.

this new position allowed zuko to reach even deeper within your heat, with your body running on pure instinct now as you kept bouncing yourself on his cock.

the sounds of your lovemaking and cries were enough to alert zuko’s soldiers that they needed to steer clear of his room-

unless they wished to face their lord’s wrath if they ever bore witness to your naked form making sweet love to your beloved husband.

end notes: i really enjoyed my last drabble for the older crew, and decided to write for the rest of the gaang. it’s been a while since i wrote so intimately for women characters so i apologize if this ended up being an unedited mess! ;;

Zuko:

I could see him using temperature play with his tongue/mouth to make you feel the sensations a bit more intensely. leaving heated kisses on your thighs, or directly to your clit

seeing his pretty hair splayed between your legs would probably drive you insane-

incredibly passionate and has taken the time to get to know your body, the things that make you tick, etc. out of his adoration for you (maybe a bit for his own pleasure too)

biceps wrapped around your thighs hhhghhhhh

wants to see how many times he can get you to cum with just his mouth-

Toph:

messy eater 100%

she'd have her hands firmly placed on you, making sure you can't squirm or shift away from her (that grip is STRONG too, you aren't moving)

I imagine her heightened senses would make it fun for her, being able to pick up on your every tremble, jolt, etc. due to how in tune she is with them

super unrelenting, she'd def overstimulate and keep going after you cum just to get your reaction

Katara:

probably the one out of the gaang to get you there the fastest

because of this I imagine her spending a lot of time on foreplay, exploring your body with her hands, or her bending

gentle, but very intentional. she doesn't have to do much to get you drenched almost immediately

because of how in tune she is with your body, she'd be able to sense when you're getting fairly close too

Sokka:

hungryyy. doesn't leave behind any scraps

I could see him getting pussy-drunk really early too lol

lots of body worship, would probably talk you through it, praising you while he's down there

uses his hands to his advantage; making lightwork out of finding your g-spot while his mouth focuses on your clit once he notices you getting close

Aang:

very tender and sweet- will often steal glances at you, trying to read your expressions during it

holds you up like you weigh nothing while he eats you out- keeping you stable by holding you against a wall/another firm surface with your legs draped over his shoulders