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I'll never be your mother's favorite Your daddy can't even look me in the eye, oh If I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing Saying: "There goes my little girl Walking with that troublesome guy"

But they're just afraid of something they can't understand, oh But, little darling, watch me change their minds Yeah, for you, I'll try

And pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding If that'll make you mine

'Cause there'll be no sunlight If I lose you, baby There'll be no clear skies If I lose you, baby

( It Will Rain by Bruno Mars)

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The Hunt - series

Chap 6. It Will Rain - Recom Miles Quaritch

Quaritch falling in love with reader this chapter 🙀 he’s so whipped lmao he’s definitely a trophy wife

pairing - recom miles quaritch x omatikaya!fem! reader

cw! no sex yet but purely feral

sexual content ahead : proceed with caution!

Your gaze, your smile, your laugh, it all made him tingle on the inside. It shouldn’t but it did. He almost couldn’t contain the way his ears would perk when he saw you. The way his tail swished in your presence. Oh how he ached to hold you in his arms, to wipe your tears and take away all of your pain.

You were like an angel. To him you were his sanctuary. The little time he spent with you wasn’t enough. He wanted to be at your beck and call, to be in your presence day and night. To have your hands in his, your eyes on him.

Just the way you would admire him when he spoke your tongue. It made him so weak. He couldn’t understand why, why did you make him feel this way. Miles wasn’t sure if he wanted this feeling to last forever or if he wanted it all to go away.

You made it so difficult to focus on the task on hand. He couldn’t resist making you giggle or smile. Teaching you four finger hand games for the sake of touching you. Miles loved how soft your skin was compared to his already calloused hands. It made his heart race, the thought of exploring your body.

Miles often wondered what type of sounds you’d made for him. Would you whimper and gasp shyly or moan uncontrollably. He often found himself groaning into the humid nights with dreams of you. There were times when dreams weren’t enough, where he wanted to feel and hold you. Miles could only hoped you felt the same.

Oh and if you did, the things Miles would do to you. He would give anything to draw your pretty moans out with his tongue. Or more. Miles shivered at the thought, unbelieving that he’d once found the idea of trying to mate with you a setback to his military mission. Cursing himself for ever seeing you as anything besides his savior.

You were there to guide him and lift him. To see to him and his troubles. He was indebted to your kindness. Miles already knew he had a place in your heart, it made him feel hot inside, embarrassed and grateful. Though there was a part inside of his mind, that wanted to keep you away, from the world. To make you his and his only.

He buried this deep within his desires, afraid of even himself. Miles knew his capabilities, knew his power. He almost wondered if you knew this, knew that his dominance was more in charge than himself. Would it change how you saw him, succumbing to emotions not his own. Miles wanted so badly to separate himself from his successor, to create himself. But he knew he’d be nothing without the human who’d terrorized Pandora, Miles’ home.

Miles wanted you to see him, not Quaritch, not the Colonel. It wasn’t him, he swore. He wanted you to understand, he was different. It often made Miles nearly drive himself insane. What would Colonel Quaritch think? Seeing that his ‘clone’ had fallen in love with the very thing he despised.

Miles mind was at constant war, but he knew peace would be your love, for him. He wanted it in any aspect, in any sense. Ignoring your sudden interest and acceptance for him, although knowing it should’ve been a sign of something other than what he wanted. Miles just wanted you to love him, to see him as he was.

It was wrong he knew, but the way you invaded his dreams. The way you were. He wanted it all, no matter the cost.

Miles could not longer hold back his want, he wanted everyone to see you were his. That he had staked his claim on you. He longer was patient with his soldiers, making comments on your person. He couldn’t hold back his distaste for the General’s power over your relationship. It infuriated him. Why couldn’t these people see you were his.

It made Miles’ pants tight, the thought of having to take you in order to make his cohorts understand. He was tired of beating people to near death for them to release you from their mind. Maybe that would be the only solution. To make it obvious you were only his to take and see. The thought made him squirm in his seat.

The only obstacle between making him yours, would be making it known to you, his attraction, his desire.

Miles felt as though you’d already known, how couldn’t you. His desires to pin you against your floor and take you, over and over again seemed almost like a verbal want, rather than a subconscious one. Like you could read his mind when he pictured you beneath him, you’d bat your eyeslashes, spread your legs wider and give Miles a look he almost couldn’t resist.

When you’d set your half lidded gaze on him, lick your lips and say his name. It set all his nerves on fire. He knew you knew, when he’d lose his breath and clench his fists. Sometimes it made his skin prickle when he’d buck up into his hand at night and felt as if at that very moment you knew what he was doing. Miles wondered if you could hear him moan your name into the nights even from where you were.

You must’ve known, you had to. Why else would you be so close to him, why else could be sense the arousal in your pheromones after he’d spent the night whispering your name to himself as he succumbed to his nth release.

Even as he sat in front of you now, you had to know what he was thinking. Why else were you shifting in your seat, as your slick pooled in your bottoms. Why else would you be closer to him than ever today as you demonstrated drawing a bow to him. You wouldn’t be sliding your hand over his muscles as you fixed his stance and hold if you didn’t know.

And yes you knew, you knew nearly every thought Miles had, and like him it drove you nearly over the edge. It made you ache when Miles was around, especially when you had to smell his release and desire on him for hours. Unable to act upon anything without Eywa present, you nearly pounced on Miles as soon as you two entered the forest.

You knew now you could have Miles, and let Miles have you. As Eywa willed it.

Chap 7. Lovers Rock