#firstficin3years

Ship(s): Neteyam x reader, hint of lo’ak x reader

warning(s): smut, toxic/mean!Neteyam, Biting, slight jealousy

There was nothing wrong with appreciating one’s attributes, right? especially not your best friend since birth, brother.. right? you couldn’t help the way his eyes seemed to enchant you or how his lips could tell you the ugliest truths and you’d still be putty in his hands. it was just something so.. sensational about him. it might be the way his lean body moved or how his laugh was strong enough to get even the moodest creatures out of a funk.

Lo’ak had been your best friend since basically birth. your mother and father had strong connections with the Omatikaya clan due to the fact of Neytiri and your mother Rox’yal being best friends since their youth. as they grew older, they were distanced but still had a strong bond. and that never goes away.

one day, the ‘Ezxrin’ clan came to the Omatikaya. At first, it had been so long, the others did not remember your mother. they steered clear of her and the warriors quickly and quietly brought them to the Olo’eyktan, Jake Sully. “What do you want?” Jake’s gruff and unusually quiet voice trailed. Rox’yal was about to speak but Neytiri was already in front of her face.

The Omatikaya people quickly stood and prepared for any attack but Jake’s eyes never left neytiri and as he realized she was not being hostile nor was afraid, he waved them down. Your father called one of your people over, the ‘Ezxrins’, and you were presented. the beautiful creation of Rox’yal and Metite.

Neytiri’s eyes widened and she looked straight into your mother eyes as she had her own tears. “This is Ni’alu.” was all she said before neytiri ran off and came back holding a very small blue infant. “This is Lo’ak.” she said with a soft, genuine smile.

“So, when was he born?” Your mother drawled off as her and Neytiri had walked through the quiet trees with the soft pitter patter beneath them. “He was born on.. August # 2156.” your mother’s mouth went agape. “so was she.” your mother added, looking down at a cheeky you. “she was born at night.” neytiri looked at her own joy , “he was born in morning.” they then shared careful glances and immediately thought of Eywa. was this.. some kind of fate?

From then on, Lo’ak and you never left each other sides. there was family dinners, family hangouts, and even moments of just you and him alone. your mothers thought for sure, you guys were destined mates. they pushed you guys together at every chance even saying things about how beautiful their grandkids will be and how much they’re are gonna spoil them with each clan. Lo’ak didn’t seem disinterested in the idea.. at first until he began to see how you’d uncomfortably shift or how you tried to change subjects so he didn’t push. he figured if this was all you wanted, it was good enough for him. so, he stuck to being your best friend.

but things started to change when you hit seventeen, you had started to .. change. drastically. you were growing into your features. mind, body and especially your soul. and Lo’ak had never met someone so perfect. it was in the way you talked about your interests or the way you flicked your tongue over your bottom lip when trying to get crumbs or how you’d help people even if they didn’t deserve it. even if they had ruined everything for you, you still opened up and showed them a glance of kindness. and nothing was hotter to him than that.

you both had turned 22 a couple days ago and were hanging out at the cave you both had stumbled upon at 16. this cave has become your only little sanctuary. you hummed a tune, Rox’yal, used to sing to you, it calmed you and eased the stress in your whole being. It’s been a couple years since she died, fighting. something she hated to do. the Omatikaya agreed to take you in because your father simply could not after his mate, laid dead in his mind every day. Leading your people with an angry and vengeful heart until you were ready. sometimes you ask neytiri about the conversation was before she died but all she says is ‘oh Ni’alu, you have nothing to worry. just know I will always protect you.’ She’d say before looking away.

‘Neytiri..? please take care of her.’ ‘I will..sister.’ ‘Promise?..’ ‘I promise you, Rox’yal.’

“Ni’alu!” You shook your head and looked at Lo’ak. “Are you ready?” He asked, a little annoyed that you had seemed to be ignoring him. You glanced around your small circle of spider, Kiri, and Tuk. Kiri began to speak before you could and said “do you really think this is a good idea? I mean what would dad say?” Tuk shook her head and added “I think we should go home.”

Lo’ak just rolled his eyes and looked at you. “are YOU okay to do this?” he asked, only really caring about your say so. you shook your head ‘yes’ as spiders beige arm swung around kiri and exclaimed “yeah! don’t be such crybabies!” he said before getting up. “You are only saying that because you can not build connections with such creatures.” Kiri mumbled before looking at you. ‘Eywa, protect her.’ she thought before watching you walk off with Lo’ak on your hip.

So that’s how you got here, now. standing on the edge of a cliff, an abyss of circling Ikrans and no backup plan. yeah, great. you tried to breath and steady yourself but all you could hear was Lo’ak in the background yelling strings of “Be Careful,” “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!,” and “The ones that try to kill you, pick you!” That last one was very unhelpful. You took a shaky breath and before you knew it, your body had moved and you jumped.

you fell for what felt like forever before you finally took the hold of an Ikran. It squealed as you landed on its back and began to try to push your queue with the animal. he whipped and thrashed but you kept a hold. until the creature got so caught up with you, he crashed, straight into the mountain. and you fell.

you screamed and braced for impact, the others watching you from the top of the mountain. Lo’ak screamed your name, “Ni’alu!” As he watched your figure fall closer and closer to the ground before disappearing where he could no longer see. he backed up and looked around as kiri, spider, and Tuk ran up to him asking what had happened. he was still, silent and his lips began to spill something out when he heard a loud ikran sound behind him and the landing. he swept around with a huge grin, “Ni’alu I knew—“ his mouth fell. It was his brother. His older brother at that, and there you were, holding around his waist as if your life depended on it.

“Don’t tell dad,” Lo’ak exclaimed before Neteyam could even speak. Neteyam was going to, of course he was. a bunch of teenagers were doing something seriously dangerous. they are in their 20s , yet still act as if they were 15. a simple squeeze around his abdomen reminded him that you were there too. you looked at him with those bright purple eyes and that drowsy look, he cringed out of force and quickly pushed you off his Ikran. “you and your mate,” he spat with so much malice, it could kill a bird, “need to stop being such dumbasses and try something your actually good at it, like I don’t know, maybe hunter and gatherer? .. she’s obviously the gatherer little bro, I know how weak Omatikaya men think so just clarifying.” Lo’ak bit his tongue as he brushed the dirt off you and watched his arrogant brother fly away to god knows where. but you? you were somewhere so far away from here. still a bit shaken.

it was later at night now. It was 11:43 pm and you stared up at the skies, wishing upon each star that you could step up and be the woman your tribe needs. your father would not be able to handle this for much longer without declaring an unnecessary war with the sky people again. Your clan originated with over 12,378 thousand ‘ezxrins’ now only 6,285 thousand. you sucked in a breath, thinking of how many of your people’s lives have been lost due to your fathers hateful misguidance.

‘Knock! Knock!’

you looked at the door of your marui. that’s weird, no one usually comes to see you until at least 6:00 AM. usually an over-active Lo’ak stirring mischief. you carefully got up, easy not to make noise. you grabbed your hand make knife and easily tucked it into your left hand. you opened the door, only to be face to face with your best friends brother, Neteyam. his golden eyes shined in the dark abyss. he watched you as though you were a type of prey and he was the predator.

his broad shoulders pushed through the door and he huffed, his tail angrily waving behind him. you closed the door to your marui, and turned to look at him, his back still facing you. “What were you thinking? .. are you a skxawng or what?” His words cut deep but you didn’t let it show. “I didn’t need your help, I would’ve been just fine.” you stubbornly replied. next thing you knew, neteyams hand was at your throat, not choking but definitely leaving a sense of power. “Do you understand how much my mother would be disappointed inus over you? how everything about you is life or death? how you are their number one priority? not even their own kids but you.” he said angrily, before pushing you back abit. “If I wasn’t there, who was gonna save you? your mate?” he answered himself with a stupid grin on his face then laughed. he was laughing in your face. of how stupid you are.

once he had finished, he came closer and gently lifted your head. “Let me tell you something, Hona.” you instantly felt your cheeks go ablaze. that name was for mates, and mates only. why would he..? “no one. and I mean no one will love you like me.” he whispered before he dipped down to your now exposed throat and gently grazed his teeth before sinking his fangs into you. you let out a sharp gasp before melting into his strong hold. he held you as if you were the only thing that mattered in this forest. “Let me show you why you should be mine not his.”

suddenly, he was above you as you laid on the bed, fidgeting with taking his loincloth off. he chuckled, watching you struggle. he gently brought your hands to his face. as you both laid there, looking at each other, he broke the eye contact by moving his hands around your beaded top and letting it fall to the ground with a pop to the floor.

his eyes roamed your already naked figure and you were beginning to get abit self conscious because he was still practically fully clothes and here you were, undressed and slick. so very slick. your hands came up slowly and covered your chests but he was quick to pin both your hands above your head. “Did I tell you to cover up, Skanks?” He said, harshly. Tears flooded your eyes but that didn’t stop the flow between your legs if anything, it increased it. your body was betraying you.

Neteyam took his other hand and fondled with your left beast, pinching and squeezing the soft flesh. he let in a sharp inhale as his tail wagged with excitement. He then looked at you and brought his lips down; kissing your tears away and occasionally licking. as he did that, his queue was sneaking up behind you and before you knew it, you guys were mates. bounded for life. Your queue and his moved in harmony almost as if they were kissing, intertwining into one another.

the marui was foggy and oh, so hot as the sounds of skin against skin echoed the home. his grunts and your mewls. his heavy balls slapped against your swollen clit as he kept you chanted his name like some kind of savior. “Neteyam! Neteyam! Neteyam!”

your cunt squelched in pure ecstasy as he did everything just right. his hands finding their way to the front of your nerves and his finger rubbed figure eights as he continued to slam into you. all you could do was sit there, and take it. that’s all, take it and listen. “fuck. he can’t fuck you like this, Hona. I promise y-you that.” All you could do was mewl in agreement to every statement. “You’d look so good carrying my seeds, don’t you agree, Hona?” another loud mewl. he chuckled at your fucked out state of mind before pulling out completely.

“Flip over.” He commanded and you did not oblige. you needed a moment, you took a deep breath and next thing you know ‘Smack!’ your back arched before you fell flat. “I said turn, Hona.” You whimpered softly but obliged nevertheless. he smiled and looked at you, “good girl.” He teased before sliding down your ash skin, leaving kiss trails. “relax. i just wanna taste you.” Your eyes trailed his as he went under your hood, his tongue peeked out and he sent out 3 experimental laps before sucking on the swollen bundle.