#drooling

"fuck fuck fuck come on quick" jake pushes it open, whipping his head around worriedly. this place was loaded with surveillance. "i handled the cameras. go. go that way" you rush out, pushing his hip with all the strength you had. jake scrambles, running to where you pointed. oh screw him and his long legs. you catch up, panting tiredly. "baby. you shot the cameras.." his mouth opens in awe. hands coming to embrace you but you swat them away hastily.

"my lab is the safest place right now! theres no time. lets go fast !" he nods, bending down and throwing you over his shoulder. it takes you by surprise but you're grateful that he noticed how you found it hard to keep up. he was over eight feet tall and built like a warrior. of course he'd be more stealthy.

it registers then. the bright orange fabric that covers the expanse of his blue skin. he's wearing a prisoner's outfit. and you hastily hold onto it, the floor moving beneath you as he silently makes his way to your headquarters. placing you down so you can scan, enter and drag him inside before you lock the door completely. the adrenaline hits you when the realisation sets in. you had done it. rescued him. handled the surveillance and even stolen a keycard from an RDA officer.

"well, you look..." eyes drifting down the expanse of his unusually large clothed body. its strange how seeing him dressed ignites a primal part of your brain. "like absolute shit? yeah" jake mumbles, beginning to unzip the jumpsuit but your mouth moves faster. "don't take it off. it looks good...on you"

he cocks his head, raising an eyebrow. oh he's getting that look on his face. the look that says he's gonna tease you and definitely do something about it. and he does.

"on all fours." heat pools in the pit of your abdomen. his voice low and commanding. jerking forward when his huge hands manhandle you. propping your knees down. "can't fuck you on the desk cause you're so damn small and these ceilings are so low" he rambles on, coming up behind you. you hear him zip down the jumpsuit. not taking it off completely but just enough to grip his hardened cock. stroking it with a vice grip before he teasingly rubs the weeping blue tip between your folds. collecting all the slick filthily. a big hand snakes down your back, pushing firmly between your shoulderblades and your elbows give in.

"ass up baby, gonna take you nice and slow" you whimper as he pushes the tip past your tight walls. pausing briefly before he pushes in another inch, cursing out a string of profanities. pussy fluttering and wrapping around his massive length. his hot precum dripping out and staining the insides of your thighs with a shade of blue-ish white.

"fuck, almost there" you push back onto him, forcing his cock as deep as it can get. both of you moaning in unison. "i'm touching your cervix... goddamnit so tight" jake whimpers, hips bucking uncontrollably. you can feel him. kissing your womb with how deep he's buried his cock in.

"j-jake..." he hisses, throwing his head back. you're so warm. so so so much smaller. yet your pretty little cunt is stretched out obscenely with his girth. he leans down, stomach pressing onto your back. bringing his arms beside your head. holding himself up, above you but putting enough of his body weight on top to keep you trapped beneath. coating him with more wetness when you catch a glimpse of his exposed forearms. the orange sleeves folded up his elbows.

"like me that much in it, huh?" he drawls out, his chin digging into your shoulder. mouthing at your tear stained cheek. you nod shamelessly. "s-stop squeezing me so much babygirl" he moans lowly, arms flexing with each hard thrust.

"i'm not even fully in...too big for you" and his dick pulses inside. ramming into your cunt with deep and carefully timed thrusts. shivering as the jumpsuit fabric rubs against the back of your thighs. his bigger muscular ones framing yours. "cumming..." you whine, knees giving in. waves of pleasure washing through your whole body. you're gasping and moaning.

jake's arm snakes around your stomach, keeping your hips up for him. the pressure in your lower half has you keeling. now you can feel every inch of his dick, touching your inner walls. overstimulation kicking in and you whine pathetically. cunt desperately throbbing. "gonna fill you up." and he slows himself to a grind. his hand moving to grope your chest, pinching on the sensitive nubs.

it takes a few more thrusts and you feel him coat your insides with warm wet cum. its enough to make you reach the edge a second time. it spills past your folds and drips down onto the floor. "yeah keep it all in, baby" breathing raggedly with how hard he cums. grunting with how much he fills you up with.

"did so good for me. so fuckin good" you collapse tiredly, sighing with content. he pulls out, watching his cum drip filthily out of your spent pussy. "and thank you for coming to rescue me" he turns you around with love pooling out of his dilated pupils, pressing his mouth on yours. kissing you like a man starved.

"all because of this prison onesie" you mumble, half dazed. pawing at the fabric playfully and it only makes the na'vi smirk and kiss you harder.

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look at this face. all night long istg.