Neteyam X Na'vi reader *i cannot find the request for this one*
âď¸minors DO NOT interactâď¸
Word count: 2.9k
Plot: Neteyam is in love with the fact that he made you a mother, and watching you breastfeed only feeds the demon on wanting to breed you, over and over again. But reader cant help but feel insecure about her postpartum body. but daddy always takes care of it
Warnings: Extreme smut, fingering, slapping, creampie, breeding kink, dom Neteyam, daddy kink, vulgar language
âTe, could you hand me her blanket please?â you held your hand out to him, holding your child to your chest while she fed. Her tiny body became heavy as she drifted off to sleep.
âOf course my loveâ he says, reaching for the soft fabric and handing it to you. His hand brushed against yours as you grabbed it from him, sending a shiver down his spine. He has this thing about him. That whenever he touched you, it didn't matter if it was intimate or not. He would shudder under your fingertips.
He watched as you placed the blanket over yourself and the baby, you swayed back and forth rocking her further to sleep. His eyes sparkled at the sight of you. He felt as if the best thing he could ever give you was a child. Four of them at that. It just got to the point where he couldn't keep his hands off of you. You looked up, your eyes meeting his only to find those bright, yellow saucers staring at you with lust, adoration, happiness and love. You giggled.
âWhy are you staring at me?â you ask. He sat silently for a moment, soaking in the image of you with his child. âYou're just beautiful that's allâ you shake your head, wondering how he could come up with such a conclusion even in the state that you were currently in. your hair needed to be touched up, your postpartum belly was poked out and relaxed, legs crossed and covered in stretch marks. All you could think to yourself was how on Pandora could he possibly find you to be âbeautifulâ right now. You scoff.
âPlease, there's nothing beautiful about thisâ you say, looking down at your body briefly before looking back up at him.
In a split second his face was flat and cold. A serious and perplexed expression on his face. He walked over to you, bending his knees, he put himself in a crouch. Lowering his body until he was eye level with you.
â... there is nothing more beautiful in this worldâ He tucks a stray hair behind your ear. âThan this body showing the world.. exactly why it's so beautifulâ he shifts on his feet, facing his entire body towards you. âThese marks, the baby weight, the change in your smell, the milk you make⌠its all for that little one right thereâ he points to your daughter now sound asleep in your arms. âEverything about you⌠in fact, is beautifulâ you smiled wide, reaching your hand up to caress his face. But that smile soon fades.
âI know your intentions are pure my love, but i don't âfeelâ as âbeautiful as you say i amâ you used your fingers in dramatic quotation, emphasizing how much you meant the words you were saying. He rolled his eyes, standing to his feet before turning his back to you. He presses on the intercom on his throat. Placing his hand on his hip.
âKiri⌠Kiri come inâ he waited, a static signal coming through on the other side.
*craaack*
âIf you're not calling me to babysit then goodbyeâ Kiri says, her connection breaking as she lets go of the button on her throat. Neteyam laughs, pressing against his throat once more.
âThat's exactly what i'm doing so come now, please and thank you"
You looked at him with confusion, while he was one to be spontaneous, you still weren't quite sure what he had up his sleeve.
âUm.. what are you doing sir?'' You say jokingly, standing to your feet. Your baby still nestled tightly in your arms. The look on our face laced with curiosity and yet dread. You knew now that whatever it was that he had planned, you weren't getting yourself out of it anyway.
He smiled, walking over to you and taking your little one out of your arms gently. Reluctantly you let go, your hands dripping to your sides as if you had no clue what to do with them.
Just then there was a knock on the wooden frame of the hut. Peeking your head around the corner, you're met with a smiling Kiri holding her arms out in front of her to take her niece.
âGimme gimme!â she says excitedly. You smile in return, watching the whole thing unfold right in front of you. And finally, you had a good idea on what exactly was going on.
âTake care of my baby,â Neteyam says sternly. âI don't want to have to hunt down my own sisterâ
Kiri rolls her eyes, taking the babe in her arms with care, heading her brother's annoying and unnecessary warning.
âShe's in GREAT handsâ she says obnoxiously, flashing you a small smirk before turning to leave out of the hut. You watched as she left with your pride and joy, your heart already aching from her absence. This would be the first time you've been away from her since she was born.
âNeteyam⌠i'm nervousâ you say. He turns to you walking closer as he slowly wraps his large hands around your waist. Squeezing the the flesh of your hips gently.
âDon't be nervous, she's okay i promiseâ he says lowly. Taking one hand brushing that same piece of hair that somehow always fell in the same pattern. You nod your head in response despite the way you really felt.
âNow⌠what's all this talk about that you don't feel beautiful?â He pauses briefly. âDo I have to remind you?â he leans down, placing a slow hot kiss to the side of your neck. Instinctively you closed your eyes, leaning into his lips as he kissed you. It had been so long since the two of you have been intimate. Your body just needed it's time to heal. Needless to say, the time in between has been a bit of a nightmare. Neteyam applied more pressure to his hands around your waist. Being sure to coax whatever feelings you were having right out of you
âI-its just⌠I don't look the same anymoreâ you say shyly. For a moment you wanted to stop his hands from roaming, becoming entirely too self conscious as he explored your ânew bodyâ. He comes off your skin.
âYou mean.. The hips that i grab when i fuck you got a little..â he pauses. âWider?â he smiles down at you, biting his lower lips as his hands continue to grip the thick flesh of your hips.
âYou're sexy.. Those thighs.. So thickâ his voice was soft like velvet, almost soothing as if it was his goal to put you to sleep. Your hands rested on top of his forearms. Moving with him as he touched every inch of your torso.
âThese lipsâ he leans down to kiss you. âSo soft,â he groans. Pressing his pelvis into your lower belly. His muscles flexed when you squeezed his arms. Another way that made him shudder. Your breaths began to pick up, they were ragged and labored. It felt as if your chest was caving in, your lungs expanding by the second - with no room to accommodate their size.
âN-neteyamâ you moan. Closing your eyes and leaning your head back to look at him. He took his thumb and rubbed it slowly along your bottom lip.
âMm yes?â He moans.
You swallow the lump that slowly formed in your throat. Gulping dry air as you attempt to formulate coherent words. âTell me what you want to do to meâ you say seductively. Pushing your body into his as much as you possibly could. His smile was laced with arrogance when he leaned down to cup the plump flesh of your ass, pulling you up to wrap your legs around his waist.
âI want to suck these titties, milk you⌠clean it all up with my tongueâ you moaned at his words, turning into jelly while he walked you to the plush bedding on the floor that you laid out to dry. His knees landed first when he set you down, nestling himself in between your legs.
âI want to smack this assâ
*smack*
âUntil you scream my nameâ
You began to quiver, choking on air the more he drowned you with his words.
âSuck these toes⌠these pretty toesâ he lifted your leg. One hand holding your ankle and the other cupped around your foot, his thumb pressed firmly into your arch. He looked at you for a steamy second, fucking you with his eyes before taking your toe into his warm wet mouth. Moaning as it entered passed his lips.
He comes off the digit licking his lips before placing a soft kiss to each toe.. one.. by.. one.
âI want to tongue kiss every inch of youâ he paused putting your leg over his shoulder. âStarting here..â
Neteyam leans down, planting a soft, sloppy kiss to your inner thigh. Your body shook with the contact, your breath sharply catching in your throat as you watched him make his way further up your body.
âAnd hereâ he moans. His voice was laced with sex and seduction. Kissing the crease of your inner thigh. Your hips lifted off the floor, wanting more friction than you were getting. Your body, already beginning to sweat.
â⌠and hereâ he places a kiss in the center of your cunt. Those soft fat lips still imprisoned behind your loincloth, his hot breath making contact with the surrounding skin. You moaned against him once more, gripping the soft pelts under you, using whatever you could for stability. He stops for a moment to look at you.
âIs that what you want daddy to do? Hm?â Taking his hand he rubs a long stripe up your pussy, despite there being cloth there, you felt every second. Every nerve ending in your body, prepared to implode with his touch.
âYou want daddy to show you just how beautiful you are?â
Taking your bottom lip in between your teeth, you bite down hard, almost drawing blood. Nodding your head with haste. Unable to wait any longer. He had met his goal.
âThen tell me,â he says. Coming up to kiss your lips. âTell daddy what you wantâ
A soft purr left your chest.
âFuck me⌠make me feel beautiful againâ
He smiled to himself, lifting his body off of you to lean back on his heels.
âTurn aroundâ he demanded, twirling his finger in a circle. You did as you were told, quickly turning to lay on your belly. You wiggled your hips to settle in between him, the sight of your fat ass sending him over the edge.
*smack*
A firm hand landed on top of your soft flesh, instant stinging and pain throughout your body. But strangely, it felt good. He gripped your cheeks, spreading them apart with his large calloused hands. A low grunt rumbled out of his chest, the force of his grip causing your pussy lips to seep out of your loincloth. He needed access.
Taking his fingers, he rips the fabric in the center of your pussy. Tearing the cloth in half, revealing your wet and glistening cunt.
âFuck⌠so wet already for daddyâ he moans lowly. No hesitation whatsoever to run his finger up and down your warm slit, coating his digits with your dripage. âPoke that ass up babyâ
You had no problem obeying orders. Lifting your ass in the air and propping your knees under your chest. The sounds he omitted were a sign that you did exactly what he wanted you to.
âThatâs it.. good girlâ
You moaned into the soft blankets under you, unintentionally muffling your mewls.
âYou better scream for me.. Don't hide those moans from meâ without another word, he plunges his digits far into your aching cunt, curling them dowards to abuse that spongy spot.
âUh! F-fuck!â you couldn't help the obscenities that came out, your once tight hole now brutally stretched open to accommodate his thick and long fingers. âT-too deep!â you started to plead with him. You slid your knees out from under you, laying flat on your belly to escape his fingers - but this only caused him to grab your hip, putting you back in your previous position.
âFuck no, i said poke that shit outâ he demanded. On wobbly legs, with his fingers still buried deep inside you. You did as you were told. Assuming the position.
âGood girlâ his praises sent a fire through you. It took all of your insecurities away. Wanting nothing more but to submit to him and allow him to show you what you wanted him to. âFuck daddies fingers.. Make yourself cumâ so lost and aroused you started to move your hips. Spelling his name with your thrusts. He began palming his cock through his loincloth. Growing frustrated by the lack of friction.
âOh! F-fuck! You moan, pushing his fingers so far into your pussy that you felt the tips of them kissing your cervix. âMmm! Pleaseeâ you whine, throwing your head back as you feel your orgasm approach. Your soft gummy walls almost swallowing his hand whole.
âFuck yes baby, do that shitâ he moaned, pulling his loincloth to the side, setting his hard beast free. Neteyam tended to be more aggressive with sex, and soft and vulnerable with you outside of the bedroom. You loved it when he took control. Using you as his toy whenever he wanted. And since it's been so long since he was deep inside you. You desperately needed this.
âp-please ! I wanna cum! I wanna cum on daddy's dickâ you beg, picking up the pace of your thrusts. His fingers are good, but not enough anymore.
âYeah? You want daddy to fuck this little pussy?â he slides his fingers out of you, causing you to whimper pathetically. âMake you cum? Hm?â he groans. Pushing you down on your chest, gripping the back of your neck, his fingers pressed firmly on your vein just enough to make you lightheaded.
âMmm! Y-yes!â
âYes what..â he says lowly. Lining his throbbing cock with your wet folds. Making sure to deny you any contact until you say the word.
âYes daddy!â
He smiles to himself.
âSuch a good girlâ the head of his cock slides past your pussy lips, stretching you more than you feel you've ever been. âGood fucking girlâ he growls through gritted teeth, squeezing his eyes shut. Your breath caught in your throat as he sunk into you entirely, his pelvis now flush with yours.
âY-yes!â you moan. Attempting to move your hips back, wanting to cum as soon as possible.
âOh fuck babyâ he moans. Leaning back to watch you fuck yourself with his cock. â...f-fuckâ he whimpers. Locking his hands behind his head, his eyes glued to your pretty pussy gripping his length with precision.
You throw your ass back, gripping the sheets below you, desperate to cum. Your pussy is already fluttering around him. Your asshole contracted, showing Neteyam that you were close. And was sure that he was going to be the one to make you finally feel the way you deserve. He grips your hips, taking your thrusts from you. Pushing his cock deep and past your swollen cervix. Making you feel like a virgin again.
âUh! D-daddy!â
He can't speak, out of breath as his hips snap into yours, nothing but the sound of slapping skin filling the void in the hut. You were sure that anyone passing your hut could hear.
*slap slap slap slap*
âOhh you're such a good girl ⌠look at thatâ he pulls out, just leaving the tip in. a pool of your cream sitting at the base of his cock. âOh my fucking godâ he moans, sinking himself back inside you. The force of his thrusts were hard and firm, something that would definitely make you cum.
*slap.. PAUSE..slap.. PAUSE.. slap!*
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the short pause in between his thrust finally coaxing your orgasm out of you.
âN-nete! G-onna cum!â you moan, your legs shaking underneath you h closer you got.
âMm cum..â he demands, continuing to deliver hard, frim and stuttered thrusts. âCum for daddyâ
As if on demand, your coil snapped. Sending your orgasm through you like a thousand bullets piercing your skin.
âMm a-aha c-cumming!â you moan loudly, your thick and creamy nut seeping out of the side of your cunt, pooling at his lower belly. His head spun at the sight of it.
âOhhh fuck yes.. Yes *thrust* yes *thrust* yesss *thrust*â he whimpered, feeling that little pussy sucking him in as you came hard.
âDaddys gonna cum tooâ he moans.âgonna fill you up, give you more of my babiesâ
âUhh.. m-my godâ his body shook, his seed escaping passed the tiny slit at the head of his cock, coating your gummy walls.
âOh yes⌠deeeep inside that pussyâ he whimpers, high pitched moans leaving his throat as he came deep inside you, sure to get you pregnant for the fifth time. âFuck you make daddy cum.. Mmmmâ his hips stutter into you, spraying the last of his seed inside you.
âI want them.. I want all of your babies!â you moan. Your legs buckled under you as you took the last few ounces of him. He sat above you, his fists pressed into the floor on the sides of your waist. Breathing heavily as he came down.
âF-fuck⌠I need more.. Pleaseâ he groans in your ear. âFuck me again and ill give you all my babiesâ his eyes were half lidded looking down at you.
You smiled to yourself, turning around under him. His cock sliding out of you with a *pop* the overstimulation making him quiver above you.
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Neteyam X Naâvi Reader based off of This request
â ď¸minors DO NOT interact
Word count: 3.6k
Plot: Reader becomes interested in Neteyams firearms. Curious with how they operate and more interested in how he looks when he uses one. Neteyam isnât up for protest either, he realizes he may like what reader is hinting on.
Warnings: GUNPLAY TW, dom neteyam, sub reader, choking, gagging, drool, creampie, use of gun during sex.
Writers comments: Shout out to anon who helped me restore this fic! I LOVE YOU
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You walked around Neteyams room, running your fingers along his things. His belongings are perfectly in order. Not something that surprised you since he was a perfectionist. Your eyes wondered, family photos hung on the wall - even a few of you two together. It was cute.
You had only been mated for a few months but it felt like a lifetime with him. There was never a dull moment between you two and most of the time it was your doing. Neteyam was very collected - passive even. Soft spoken and respectful. But you were rowdy, always looking for âtroubleâ as he would call it. In many aspects you reminded him of his little brother.
As you scanned his room, waiting for him to finish packing his things. You come across his gun collection. Youâve seen him fire most of them and it was honestly one of the hottest things youâve ever seen him do. It excites you, like adrenaline running through your veins. You were curious.
One rested on a stand. It was quite large and appeared to be heavy. Too heavy for you to lift - but you attempted to do so anyway. The hold was awkward, almost as if it were missing something. To your knowledge however, it seemed to be in one piece.
You turn the large chunk of metal carefully, pointing it up lazily. Struggling to do so due to its large build. You stand up straight, gripping the barrel and lifting it to your shoulder. Looking through the scope as you observe the room. The scope landed on Neteyam, crouched in a corner as he gathered his things. You focused on him, studying every detail in his body. The lean muscles in his back rippled with every move he made. His defined biceps are prominent even while relaxed.
Due to your ignorance with firearms, you didnât realize how dangerous the act you were doing really was.
âBabe, how does this work?â Removing the gun from your face, you point it to the ground. Your finger seconds from touching the trigger mechanism. Neteyam lifted his head, turning to you. His eyes widening with horror with a gun pointed at his feet.
âBabe! Oh my god!â He scurryâs to his feet, making his way to you quickly. Grabbing the machine out of your hands. âJesus Christ! Never point a gun at anyone unless you intend on using it!â He shouted.
You stepped back, holding your hands up. Dumbfounded that he raised his voice at you. Youâve never so much as seen him lose his patience, let alone shout at you. Instead of becoming upset - it kind of turned you on. Seeing your mate in such a limelight.
âSorry.. I was just curiousâ
âAnd thatâs fine but.. holy shit my heart is poundingâ he cupped his chest nervously, feeling the tiny organ fluttering against his chest. Hard breaths left his mouth as the fear slowly left him. You watch him closely, stepping in next to him placing your hand on his chest.
âIâm sorry baby.. I didnât mean to scare youâ looking up at him doe eyed. Hoping that it eases his anxiety. Neteyam looks down at you still holding this monstrous gun.
âDo you want to learn?â He says. Turning his full body towards you. You raise your brows, biting your lip as you observe him handling the gun. Unable to quite pinpoint what it was that made the act so enticing.
Was it the way he held it? Or the way he looked manly? Maybe.. just maybe it was the mere thought of him using it on you. You soon snapped out of it, knowing your thoughts were completely ridiculous.
âI mean.. yes. I see you using it all the time so naturally Iâm curiousâ
Neteyam nods his head flashing you a small smile. You shift nervously on your feet. His hands moving under his gun, sliding the safety on. âWhat kind of gun is it exactly?â Being a native Naâvi, guns werenât exactly your cup of tea and it was almost embarrassing to know so little about them - considering the type of world you now live in. He brings himself into a squat, gently placing the gun butt down on the floor.
âAn M60, same thing as my father.â He looks up at you. Scoffing. You couldnât quite make out his expression. Tilting your head to the side in confusion but choosing to remain silent. âIâm actually shocked at how well you held itâ he stands to his feet.
âItâs very heavyâ
You blush in return, almost proud of his compliment. If it even was one. For a moment you remember that you didnât even notice how robust the gun was. In tune your curiosity got the best of you, taking the weight of it away.
âIt isnât really.. it was quiteâ you pause. âLightâ your voice was soft with your last word. Accompanied by arrogance. It wasnât on purpose but rather Neteyams fault for gassing your head. He chuckles, reaching down to pick up parts of it that you knew were missing - but werenât able to pinpoint what it was.
He clicks things into place, oneâs of which you had no understanding of. But watching closely as his fingers moved swiftly. Soon becoming another part of your fetish while you watch him reassemble the missing pieces.
âThis is the forearm assemblyâ clicking it into place. âAnd this is the cover hanger and feed assemblyâ
âItâs what holds and feeds the roundsâ
He finishes, ensuring that the safety is still on. Looking through the gun's cartridge to make sure a bullet wasnât jammed. Holding it up flat to you, you immediately hold your hands up as he places it down. Your tiny fingers gripped the now fully stocked machine gun, completely functional now. It was almost intimidating.
âYou got it?â He asks. Making sure that you were ready for its full weight. You werenât sure but you nodded your head anyways. Just then he lets go, allowing you to use your own strength to keep it upright. As the gun landed in your hands - it was like someone putting large heavy rocks in your arms. It dropped in height an inch or two, but you quickly regained your strength. Standing straight on wobbly legs.
You struggled for a moment. Unsure how it was that you handled it previously with no issues. Humbled aggressively in just a matter of seconds. Laughing nervously, you look up at Neteyam. He watched with his arms crossed over his chest. A devious grin plastered on his face. Almost like saying âI told you soâ.
âOkay okay.. you can take itâ you lose your balance, falling foward just enough to land in his arms. âI donât know how you hold it with one armâ
âItâs because Iâm strongâ neteyam turns placing the gun down. Standing back up to look at you. You bat your eyelashes biting your lips. He inches closer, breaking the space between you. âI have something smaller for youâ he says. Wrapping his hands around your waist - pulling you into his body. Instinctively you hug him back, your thin arms wrapped around his torso.
Looking up at him as you bite your lip, he lowers his head. Pushing yours to the side with his cheek before whispering softly in your ear.
âI love it when you look at me like thatâ his voice is soft and husky. You could feel the sex radiating off of his skin, you could almost tell how aroused he was. Just as much as you were, if you didnât know any better he was turned on by you holding his gun. Seeing your tiny hands grip the harsh metals of the machine.
âWanna see it?â You looked at him in confusion. Unsure what it was that he was insinuating. Of course you wanted to see it. Whatever that was.. exactly.
âMhmâ you say. Having no clue what youâre agreeing too. Without letting you go he reaches behind him. Opening a safe where many small handguns were held. He pulls one out all while keeping eye contact with you. It was small, small enough to fit your hands perfectly. Leaning his body back into yours he holds it up.
âThis is a Glock 26â he says. Holding it up. âIt has almost no recoil, itâs powerful but youâre strong enough to keep it steadyâ reaching behind him, he removes your hand from his waist, bringing it up to place the gun in your hands. You eye it, it fits perfectly into your small hands. Neteyams breaths picked up, his eyes darting from your eyes to the gun you were holding. You knew now for sure that he was definitely turned on.
âItâs so tinyâ you say. Moving it around in your hands. Being extra precautious with keeping your finger away from the trigger. And just like neteyams your breaths also picked up, without realizing it. âYouâre tiny tooâ he says.
You break your gaze away from the gun, looking up at him doe eyed.
âCan I try something?â Neteyam looks confused, but the butterflies that flew wild in his stomach prevented him from being curious enough to question you. You just looked too pretty holding a gun.
He gulps, his face getting closer to yours. âMhmâ
Suddenly you pull back, lifting the gun to your lips. Keeping eye contact with him as you plant a soft kiss on the barrel. His mouth hung open, small breaths escaping as he watched you. âBaby what are y-â before he could continue you open your mouth, taking the tip of the barrel completely into your mouth. Neteyam had no clue what was happening and he was even more confused that he liked it.
ââŚoh my godâ he was frozen. Watching as your plump lips closed around his gun. Sucking it just like you suck him. Your eyes fixated on him the entire time. Driving him absolutely insane. You remove the gun from your mouth, licking the bead of drool off your lips before it falls to your chin.
âDo I look pretty?â
ââŚyesâ he moans between breaths.
âThen why donât you show me how pretty I am..â
âI-I will..â he swallows.
Both of you exchanged breaths. Inching closer to his face you place a soft sloppy kiss to his lips. He moans into your mouth, pulling you in tight around the waist. You melt against him - forgetting that youâre still holding his gun. As his lips are firmly pressed against yours, his hands intertwined with yours, removing the gun from your grasp.
âGonna fuck this pussy âtil I canât breath anymoreâ
He lifts you off the ground, squeezing the soft flesh of your ass as you wrap your legs around his waist. Walking over to the open door of your hut he roughly pulls the sheet down, leading you to the table that sat next to his arsenal. He lets you down, turning you around in one swift move until your belly is flush with the cold hard surface.
Your breaths are sharp and ragged, gripping the edges of your loincloth, desperate to pull them down. Neteyam assisted you, pulling on the hem and sliding them to your ankles with grace. Soft moans left your mouth as cool cold air made contact with your dripping cunt. Pushing your ass into his pelvis.
âMmm, tell me Iâm a good girlâ you moan. âTell me how good i amâ
He smirks to himself, seeing how desperate you were to feel him against you. He steps back briefly, ripping his loincloth from his body. His long heavy cock springing free - slapping your plump ass. A long gooey rope of his seed connecting you to him.
âFuckâ he grips your ass. The soft flesh of your skin oozing out between his fingers since his grip was harsh. Neteyam was usually gentle, whispering sweet nothings into your ear while he fucked you senseless. Youâve been trying to pry the animal out of him - but you had no success. Not until today, discovering that the two of you may have the same kink.
Amidst all of this, he was still holding his gun. The cold metal lay on your ass as his free hand fondled every inch of you.
âNguh.. such a dirty girlâ his head spun as you pushed your ass into his dick. Searching for it - ready to slide him inside you. âWhat do you want me to do with this.. hm?â He moans. Placing the gun down next to your head on the table. Your eyes cross trying to focus on it, mouth hanging open as the thoughts circled around in your mind. You wanted him to do so many things with it but you didnât want to seem like a freak. All of this was so new to you.
âNeteyam..â his hips pressed into yours. His cock sliding up and in between your cheeks.
âWhat baby.. tell meâ
âI-I want it in my mouthâ
Without question he unloads it, emptying the clip causing the bullets to crash to the ground. Faint sounds of tiny pieces of metal hitting the wooden floor. Your veins coursed with adrenaline, your pussy squeezing around nothing. Your slick dripping down your thighs when you hear him pull back on the hammer and release. All you heard was an empty clip. But in your mind you told yourself it was loaded only to add to your new found kink.
It was insane really. You wanted your man to put a gun in your mouth and pull the trigger.. over and over again. Neteyamâs dominance started to show when his war skills were placed in the bedroom. It was something you never expected to like. However here you are, bent over on your table, your lower half bare and exposed with a gun inches from your head.
It was so hot.
âI want you to tell me when itâs too much because Iâm not holding back anymoreâ Neteyam warns you, pulling you up by your queue, bending your neck just enough so you could look him in the eye. His eyes were half lidded, thrusting his hips into you while his hard veiny cock slid in between your cheeks. Your moans were broken, the tension in your neck preventing solid sound from coming through.
Just then, he puts the barrel of the gun in your mouth - the hard metal scraping against your teeth. You close your lips around it, looking up at him. Your eyes crossed feeling his member resting on your back, the weight of it making you drip.
âWant me to fuck you? Hm?â He pulls back, his cock sliding off your back, standing straight as it poked at your entrance. Unable to respond, you work against his grip in your hair trying to nod your head to the best of your ability. Humming at the same time.
âGood girlâ
He pushes the tip in, knuckles white as he grips the handle of the gun. Small whimpers left your chest as he pushed forward slightly. Refusing you his length as he teases you.
âLook at that.. pretty little mouth.. how would you feel if I pulled the trigger?â He pushes his cock in more, the tip making its way past your hole. Your brows pinched together tight. Mouth filled with metal and your pussy filled with his cock. Your eyes snapped open wide, listening closely as the gun rattled in his hand. His finger slowly moved to the trigger.
*click*
He pulls it, hardly having to use any pressure. The trigger is the most sensitive and precise on a handgun. You shifted under him. Mumbling nonsense as he pushed more of his cock into you. You didnât know whether to be turned on or frightened. All you knew was how wet you were becoming.
âBe a good girl and suck itâ he growls. Pushing the gun further into your mouth. You gagged as it pressed against the back of your throat - your eyes began to water. Everything you felt being mixed with pain and pleasure. From the tight grip he had on your queue to the harsh material that was being forced deep down your throat.
*click*
He pulls the trigger again, shoving more of his cock inside you. Almost completely in. Low guttural moans left his chest as you squeezed him. Flinching this time, the low click of the gun sends shivers down your spine. You knew, had there been a bullet in there youâd be long gone. And the thought of it aroused you even more.
You reach up to clasp your hands around the gun, engulfing his within yours. Sliding your finger over the trigger and pulling it multiple times.
Click, click, click.
Neteyam picked up his thrusts inside you. Your gummy walls clench around him as you repeatedly pull the trigger.
âFuck.. you dirty little whoreâ he pulls the gun out of your mouth, throwing it to the floor. One hand grips your queue while the other invades your mouth. Shoving his fingers deep into your throat. Causing you to gag. You choke on your drool and he watched as it leaked from the corner of your mouth. His breathing is irregular, unable to control himself the more he plunged his finger down your throat.
âMmm you like that?â He pants. âYou like it when I treat you like a little slut?â
He removed his hand from your mouth, pushing your head into the cold hard table. You bit your lip so hard that you drew blood, licking up what remained before it fell to your chin. Neteyam snapped his hips into you, turning into a complete animal behind you. His knew found kink filling his head as he memorized the gun pressed tightly to your lips.
âP-pleaseeeâ you beg. Attempting to push your hips into him. His grip tightened on your queue. Yanking your head back to look in your drunk eyes.
âBeg for it.. tell me what you wantâ his body was sweaty, his browns joined together in a grimace. He could feel himself getting close so he slowed his pace, denying himself of his release.
âM-make me c-cum⌠pleaseeeeâ the fire that ignited inside you, surrounded every fiber in your body. You were lost under him as his cock hit your cervix repeatedly.
âMm, thatâs not enough.. I want you to screamâ just then, he pulls out of you. Turning you around swiftly until you were facing him. Legs spread wide as he lifted your bare bottom on top of the table. Pulling you closer from behind your knees. He grabbed your throat firmly, pulling you close to his face. His hot breath brushed past your face, causing your eyelids to flutter.
âI donât know what you did to me, but you beg for it..â he grips you tighter. âRight nowâ he growls. Letting go of your throat. Your head thrashed around lazily as he manhandled you. The once gentle Neteyam, replaced with a lustful beast that you had mistakenly awakened. But you didnât protest. This is something youâve wanted for a while. For you, he was entirely too gentle in the past.
âFuck me.. fuck me like you hate meâ you growl back at him. Showing him your teeth, fisting his hard cock in your hand in the process. Neteyams mouth hung wide open, his eyes flickering to where you pumped him. Allowing you to take the lead to show him exactly what you want. Pushing your hips forward and closer to the edge of the table. You use the tip of his cock to rub your clit, your head falling back as you created your own sensations with the use of him.
âYes.. just like thatâ he moans. His hands rest on top of your knees. Keeping them open and separated as you slowly slide his girth past your aching folds. Both of your heads falling in unison to watch. Your eyes meet as he sinks into you, bottoming out until his pelvis is flush with yours. With almost no hesitation at all to fuck you senseless.
Your breasts bounced as he brutalized you. Cooing over the lovely sounds that came from his mouth. He was mush, losing everything in him to focus on nothing but your pussy clenched tightly around his cock.
âY-yesss fuck yes!â You shout. Using his shoulders as leverage to keep yourself steady. High pitched whines accompanied his low hot breaths, his head becoming heavy. His chin pressed tightly to his chest. Soaking in the image of your pussy swallowing him whole.
âOh fuck⌠oh f-fuckâ he whimpersâ his hips were fast like an automatic machine. Desperate to cum, feeling your pussy flutter gently around him. âPussy so good⌠s-so fucking good babyâ
For the first ever. From what he could remember, he was going to cum before you. He could no longer hold back, you could sense his need to release, watching as his muscles flexed - his arms now lazily perched under your knees.
âCum for me⌠donât wait.. cumâ you moan. Holding his neck and pulling his forehead to yours. Inhaling his breaths as his moans were too much to hold back. âCum for me Teâ his eyes screwed shut. Attempting to focus on his breathing. His belly was tight and ready to explode if you kept whispering to him.
âI-I am..â he whimpered breathlessly. Clenching his teeth tight as his hips stuttered into you. Releasing his thick creamy seed inside your gummy walls. âUh! make me cum! Fuck!â
His load paints your walls, his hips halt. Taking deep breaths as the last final ropes of his seed empty into your womb. Out of breath and unable to control his shivering.
âFuck.. Iâm sorry!â He proclaims. Embarrassed that he came without even giving you the chance first.
But you didnât care. All you wanted was to make him feel good and to that.. you succeeded.
Plot: You were promised to neteyam, and you were wonderful to him. But he had a hard time keeping it in his pants, spreading his babies all throughout the clan. And you were naive enough to stay where you were, until you couldnât take it anymore.
Warnings: Cheating, lots of cursing, squirting, heavy nsfw, p riding, p in v, smut smut smut. Reader is a fucking Queen but kind of stupid, hard daddy kink
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It was well known around the clan that you were the ultimate Sully princess. You walked around like your shit didnât stink, being the mate of the future clan leader gave you that title. And you wore it on your sleeve like a gold metal.
Everything was great until it wasnât. While you walk around on your high horse, your man was out fucking every naâvi woman in the clan. Spreading his DNA like butter on toast. You acted dumb, despite what you knew. He came home to you at night, even if he stuck his dick in the next bitch like no oneâs business. Plus it was better to play dumb than to act like any of these women actually had a chance with him. He was your man.. and you were gonna stick by him.
Stupid girl.
âSo.. what do you have planned for today?â you ask Neteyam. Tapping your finger on the table as your hand rested under your chin.
âNothing too crazy, got some plans with the guys. Maybe shoot a Yerik or two, have some drinksâ he says. Scurrying to get ready.
You noticed he was paying too much attention to his appearance. He even had Kiri come by this morning to touch up his braids. You watched him as he rubbed his body down in oil, flexing his muscles in front of the bronze mirror and fixing the straps to his waist band. You knew that what he was spitting was straight bullshit. His little lies were no longer going over your head and he wasnât as slick as he thought he was. Nonetheless you put on your little facade, choosing to play his game of cheaters charades.
âOkay.. well donât forget our plans tomorrowâ you say. Standing to your feet, walking over to him to fasten his bow on his back. Moving his hair off his shoulder as he looks at his appearance in the mirror. He turns to you, pulling you into him. His long finger hooked under your chin, pulling your face up to his. âYou know I canât forget about my favorite girl babyâ he says. A large smile on his face.
The truth was you knew exactly what he was doing. For the last few months heâs been lying about his whereabouts, you didnât exactly know who the lucky girl was but you had a few ideas. It took a little prodding from Loâak but he always spilled the beans. However it was super frustrating that he never dropped any names. Either way his cover was blown. And he had another thing coming if he thought he would just get away with it. Which is actually why you acted like you knew nothing. Everything hidden in the dark, eventually comes to the light.
âOh Iâm your favorite girl huh? You remove his hands from you, cupping his cheeks in between your hand. Pulling his face to you. âJust remember thatâ you say seductively. Turning on your heels, making sure to slap him in the face with your tail as you left the hut.
Neteyam laughed to himself as you stalked off out the door. Watching your hips sway back and forth, your sexy tail thrashing behind you with every step you took. There was no doubt in his mind that you were one of the most beautiful women amongst the clan - he wanted to be faithful but he just couldnât help himself. There was so much temptation around him, every woman wanted a piece of him. So who was he to complain when they asked him for a slice.
â-
âI mean.. are you sure? Like 100% positive that heâs cheating?â Kiri asks.
You went to her because you had no one else that would understand why your stupid ass stays where youâre at. Itâs been years since you found out about the first girl he cheated with. And just like present time, you pretend it doesnât bother you. Going around flaunting your shit, while the girls who had your man balls deep in them laugh at you in the distance.
To be honest you were hurt. First of all, you didnât ask him to be your mate. He was chosen for you. And while you wished it was some sappy love story and that you had a choice on who you wanted to be with - it was far from that. From that day on you were willing to submit and give yourself to him for the likes of you parents and the clan. Little did you know the perfect âmighty warriorâ was a cheating scumbag. Either way you had your reasons for staying. Thatâs why you went to Kiri, no one could know.
âHe came home the other night with some girl's feather stuck in his hair, ya know.. the ones we get after our first kill? Thatâs how I know itâs some young bitch heâs been trainingâ you say. Shifting in the seat below you. Your brows scrunched as you tried to think of who it may be - but no one in particular came to mind. He may not have been good at staying on the down low about his cheating ways, but he sure as fuck was great at keeping them hidden.
âMy eywa..â she says. Sighing as she looked into the distance. âWhere is he now?â
âHe told me he was hanging with the âboysâ having some drinks or whatever.â You stand to your feet, walking to the entrance of the door as you looked at the sun beginning to disappear behind the moon. Eclipse was setting in. âYa know, the shit men lie about when theyâre cheating.. heâs with that girl. I know itâ you say. Crossing your arms over your chest. âI bet he doesnât even know where I am, heâs too busy pounding someone outâ.
Kiri covered her ears, pretending to gag. The last thing she wanted to hear was about her brother letting loose on someone's daughter. âEww y/n⌠save me the imagery pleaseâ standing next to you to look out the door. The bright sun and blue sky disappearing as the sun rises sets. âWhat are you gonna do?â She asks. Hitting her shoulder against yours. You let out a big sigh, dropping to your eyes to your feet on the ground, thinking for a minute before you respond.
âI donât knowâ
â-
After spending your day with Kiri, shooting the shit and getting your hair done. You decide itâs time to go back home, itâs late - well past eclipse and all you wanted to do was go home, get naked and go to sleep.
As you get closer to your hut, you notice a candle is lit. Which was weird considering Neteyam was never home before you. Heâd sneak in and wash the sex off his body before climbing in bed with you. So this came as a shock to you. You hated it but you couldnât help the small smile that crept onto your face, smiling ear to ear as you skipped to the door.
You were stopped in your tracks as you heard a womanâs voice behind the door. Leaning in to put your ear against it, waiting for confirmation that what you heard was correct.
âOh Neteyam!â The anonymous girl moans. Causing your skin to crawl and your blood to boil. It was one thing to fuck them outside of the home, but to bring them back here?! To your house where you lived?! Absolutely the fuck not.
Pushing passed the door, you throw the flap open storming through. And just like that your worst nightmare comes alive right before you. Your mate in between the legs of another woman, in your bed. His hips snapping into her faster than he ever has with you. Fucking her senseless in your home. Your sudden appearance startled him, scurrying to his feet as he covered his dick. The girl he was fucking just moments before trying to cover her body.
âBaby! What are you doing home so early?ââ he says breathlessly. Trying his best to pull his hard cock down and out of sight. You stood frozen, your hands resting on your hips as you eyed him up and down. Not wasting your time to look at the girl in your bed.
âItâs four hours past eclipse, assholeâ you spit. âWhat the fuck are you doing neteyam?â
Your calm demeanor scared him. This wasnât right - werenât you supposed to be freaking out? Screaming and yelling like any mate would, had they walked in on their man cheating? Why were you so calm?
âBabe.. I-itâs not what it looks like..â he says. Stepping towards you with his hand out. But stopping short as you fixed your gaze on his new girl. âWhatâs your name sweetheart?â You ask. Ignoring your lying mate that just tried to gaslight you. She looked at him nervously, swallowing hard as she adjusted her position - careful not to drop the blanket covering her naked body.
âLelu..â her eyes fell to the cot beneath her. Too ashamed to look you in the eye. âYou look young Lelu..â you say. âIâm sure you're aware.. just like everyone else in this clan, that Mr. Sully here is spoken for.
Your gaze shifted to Neteyam, his head hung low to the ground, breathing hard, unable to control his emotions. You couldnât help but laugh at him, stepping closer to him. Your presence makes him more nervous, the heat of your body brushing against his - causing him to step back. Only he had nowhere to go.
âI-I think I should go..â Lelu says. Attempting to stand and leave but you stop her. âOh no honey, donât leave on my accord. You two seemed to have been having a⌠wonderful time. Please.. sitâ you say. Your tone of voice is clear that you werenât really giving her an option. If she moved another inch you couldnât guarantee she wouldnât get slapped. She did as she was told, sinking back down into her place.
âY/n please-â
âNo baby, this is what you wanted right? Hm? You wanna fuck other women. Have me walking around here looking fucking stupid? Yes? Is she good? Does she make âdaddyâ cum? Hm?â You tease. Moving your head back and forth in front of him, not allowing him to hide his face. He had the nerve to humiliate you daily, so it was only fair to do the same to him. He continued to turn his face away from you, not wanting to see the look in your eyes.
Grabbing him by the face harshly, you squeeze his cheeks together. Just like you always do. Forcing him to look at you. âYou see.. my love.. youâre biggest mistake was thinking I knew nothing. You had it made - perfect little princess doing what sheâs told. Mean while you fuck around on meâ he opened his mouth to protest. But you squeeze his cheeks tighter, his lips pushing together from the pressure. âI hope she was worth it my loveâ you say through gritted teeth. Pushing his face back with your hand. Turning on your heels and storming out of the hut.
âBaby please!â Neteyam shouts. Reaching for you but it was too late. You were gone.
You ran full speed out of the hut, going to Kiri. The only person that could mend your heart at this moment. You thought knowing he was cheating already hurt like nothing more in this world - but little did you know actually seeing it before your eyes would be an arrow straight through your chest.
Pushing past Kiris door you fall to your knees, slumping your body down on the ground with force. Not giving a damn if you scratched your legs up. The sound startled Kiri, rising out of her sleep as she looked at you. Worry plastered all over her face. When your eyes met that was it, every emotion you hid from Neteyam coming out the second you saw her. Hot steamy tears falling down your cheeks as you sobbed like a child.
âH-he had her in my h-houseâ you stutter through cries. Dropping your head into your hands. Kiri quickly comes to you. Wrapping her arms around your body as she stroked your hair. âOh y/n.. Iâm so sorryâ she says. Rocking your body as she allowed you to cry into her chest.
âItâs going to be okayâ
â
You spent your days keeping yourself busy, doing whatever task that was given to you. You even started working out, your lean body becoming more fit. Your body covered with lean and defined muscles. There had to be something that could keep your mind off of your ex. Despite what heâs done, you couldnât get your mind off of him.
The last 4 years of your life had been dedicated to being a good well behaved wife for him. You made sure that you were picture perfect, doing whatever it took to better his image. Even after all that denial, it had to take you catching him in the act for you to finally leave.
Youâd be lying to yourself if you said that you didnât want his cock deep inside you one more time. Treating you like the little princess that you were, making you cum all over him as many times as you needed it. It made you ashamed for thinking that way. He didnât even deserve a second chance let alone to fuck you again - but still, the thought crossed your mind many times daily.
âWhatâs got you so distracted beauty?â A young voice asked you. Blocking the sun from your body. You hadn't noticed that you zoned out. Snapping your head in the direction of the voice coming from above you. You were met with a young fit man, his muscles well defined - his veins protruding against them. His hip poked out as he leaned on one leg, his thighs separated just enough to see what he was working with. You raise your hand to your head, blocking out the rest of the sun. His face finally came into view.
âAnuk..â you say. Shifting on your feet. He was absolutely gorgeous, just like you remember. You had the biggest crush on him growing up. You also wanted to be his mate at one point, but you instead were blessed with a cheating asshole. Anuk was always sweet on you as well. He always paid extra attention to you - even sometimes ignoring the advances of other women just to talk to you. You didnât mind this one bit, plus. You needed more of a distraction anyways.
âHow are you? Itâs been what? Six years since we last spoke?â You ask. Anuk held his hand out to you, you took it - reaching up to grab it. Allowing him to pull you to your feet. âUh yeah.. last I remember seeing you, you were crying that you had to be mated to Neteyamâ he says. Laughing awkwardly as he looked at you.
His statement made you uncomfortable, shifting back and forth in your feet. The last thing you wanted to think about was that man and what he did to you. âHaha, yeah. What a disasterâ you turn to walk. Waving your hand to signify that he follows you. It wouldnât hurt to talk a bit longer.
âWhat do you mean? Is everything okay at home?â He brushed his arm against yours by accident, causing your skin to shiver under you. You fixed your posture, turning your face away from him. âHe uh.. cheated on me. Many timesâ you sigh. âSo I left.. It's been a month or so since Iâve been home. Iâve been living with Kiriâ you say. Stopping in your tracks to turn to him.
âY/n Iâm so sorryâ
âItâs no big deal.. Iâm over it.â You say. Kicking a rock under your feet. Anuk steps closer, closing the space in between the two of you. Your eyes darted from his chiseled chest to his beautiful face, growing more nervous by the way he was admiring you. âJust know.. that I would never.. ever do that to youâ he whispers. Leaning his face down to you. His hot breath brushing across your skin.
Your breath caught in your throat. Unsure what exactly was happening - but you werenât protesting either. After all, you were a single woman and could do whatever you wanted. Plus, Anuk was sexy.
âIs that so?â You ask. Stepping back to take a better look at him. Acting as if you were observing his body, gripping your chin in between your fingers as if you were in heavy thought. âYa know.. you look good. I wouldnât doubt for a second that you know how to treat a womanâ you giggle. Only Anuk was serious. Wrapping his hand around the small of your back and pulling you into him. Your dainty hands falling on his chest. Your fingers looked so puny against his muscles, you couldnât remember if Neteyan looked this good too. Or if this man was just hypnotizing.
âI know.. exactly how to treat a woman.â He growls in your ear. Licking the swell of your earlobe before he pulls away. âWhat do you say.. I take you out tonight. My treatâ he asks. Smiling ear to ear as you shift nervously in front of him. Hiding your blushing cheeks with your hands. âIâd like that!â You say quickly, not wasting a second. You donât know what came over you - but you were eager. Maybe you were desperate. You didnât know.
You were met with a smile, his lips curving up at the corners. He looked you up and down carefully, making sure he didn't miss an inch. He forgot how beautiful you were. You two stared at each other, smiling harder than you ever had before - but that was soon all taken from you. You heard a voice clear behind you, turning in the direction of the noise. Only to be met with the one person you didnât want to see.
âCan we talk.. please?â Neteyam says. Standing before you uncomfortably as he looked at you with another man. The sight before him made him visibly angry. In his eyes you're still his. You ignore his question. Turning your attention back to Anuk, his eyes were narrowed - glaring at Neteyam looking at you like you were property. He didnât like it one bit. But he remained silent.
âAnuk.. youâll have to excuse meâ Anuk turned his attention to you. Flashing you a cute smile, before stepping closer to you. Placing a small kiss on your cheek as he made eye contact with Neteyam. Challenging him for whatâs his. He pulls away. âIâll see you tonight beautyâ
Neteyam huffed, rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. You turned to him, giving him the same attitude he was showing. But you had nothing to say to him. Pushing past him, making sure to bump him in the shoulder on your way. âBaby wait.. please!â He shouts, turning to grab your hand. Brushing his fingers against yours. Sending anger down your spine.
âDonât call me thatâ you seethe. Stepping away from him. Nothing but anger coursing through you. âYou lost the privilege to call me that when you stuck your dick in every woman of this clanâ you folded your arms over your chest. Looking away from him. âWhat do you want?â You ask.
Neteyam stepped closer to you, reaching for your hand but you step back. He drops his hand to his side, taking a deep breath as he collected his thoughts.
âLook, I fucked up.. Iâve been going crazy without you. I canât think straight, the house feels so empty without you there. Please Iâll make it up to youâ he sighs. âIâll never leave your side, Iâll prove to you how much you mean to me. Just please.. please donât leave meâ he pleads. His breath caught in his throat as the tears welled up in his eyes.
You laughed. For fuck sake who does he think he is?. You werenât obligated any longer to keep him satisfied, you had every right to be angry - to leave him. Why does he think you would just fall to your knees and take him back just like that. It wasnât fair. You didnât take another moment to think.
âOh baby boy.. youâre gonna have to work harder than that.â You say. Stepping closer to him, closing the gap between the two of you. Looking him up and down from his toes to his head. Snickering your teeth. âYou want me?â You breathe. Taking your finger and tucking a piece of hair out of his face. You made sure to brush your fingers against his skin. Sending a shiver right down his cock. âThen show meâ you demand. Stepping back and turning on your heels - walking away from him.
You had him stuck, standing there with his mouth hanging open. His heart beating so hard against his chest, if he didnât take a deep breath - it would surely break through his bones that covered it. The sight of you walking away made his heart flutter. He began to beat himself up. He was an idiot for letting you slip through his fingers, an absolute idiot for treating you the way he did. He knew he had to work hard to make it up to you.
â-
Neteyam spent his days courting you. All over again as if it were the first time you were introduced to him. He picked fresh flowers, washed your feet and even went as far as spoon feeding you. You really had no intention of taking him back, you just wanted him to work hard to please you. Just like you did for all those years. You hardly gave him the time of the day - shooing him away the second Anuk came to get you. Getting the ultimate princess treatment from him.
You were spoiled and you werenât ashamed to admit that. After all youâve been through, it was the least of what you deserved.
âKnock knockâ you hear on the other side of your door. You stand forgetting youâre naked. Neteyam pokes his head through, his eyes dropping to your body. Removing his gaze from your figure. Shutting his eyes right before entering your hut.
âHey.. I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walkâ he shifted awkwardly on his feet, keeping his eyes closed. You had no clue what was going on but his presence alone was enough to piss you off.
âWhy do you look like that?â You ask. Turning around to look in the mirror. To your horror you were completely nude, something you did often when you were in the comfort of your own home - but Neteyam knew that. And heâs seen you naked countless times. You decided to play around a bit, wanting to make him as nervous as possible. Turning around to flash him once more. âWhatâs the problem.. never seen a naked woman before? You sigh. âOh wait.. youâve seen hundredsâ teasing him for cheating on you. Itâs the least of what he deserved.
Neteyam took a moment to breathe. Slowly opening his eyes to scoff at you. Your cute perky nipples staring him in the face. His cock twitched inside his loincloth - he shifted his hips slightly to adjust his girth, the tightness becoming too uncomfortable for him. âItâs not that and you know itâ he spat. Crossing his arms over his chest.
You didnât appreciate his tone of voice. Stepping closer to him, your hips swaying and your breasts bouncing. His eyes flickered to the plump flesh, unable to keep his eyes off of them the closer you go to him. âFix that tone of yours when youâre talking to meâ you demand. Shoving his chest with your finger.
He steps back, holding his hands up in defense. Bowing his head to you. âYes princessâ he says. His tone of voice, much better now. âNow what do you want?â You ask. Turning to grab your robe to cover your body. Neteyam almost hated watching your figure disappear before him - but he had to get back to what he even came here for.
âI want you to come out with meâ he says. Watching your every move as you removed your braids from your hair. You laughed, rolling your eyes. âAnd.. why would i do that?â you say. Refusing to look at him. âCome on y/n I know you miss me, even if itâs a little bitâ
Once again he wasnât wrong and him being here didnât help one bit. But you already had a date with Anuk so you had to get rid of him fast. âLook, I have prior obligations so Iâd appreciate it if you leftâ grabbing him by the shoulder to shoo him out of your home. His body resisted your pushes. Staying in his place no matter how hard you shoved. He looked down at you menacingly, your cleavage showing through your slightly open robe. And you didnât move your hands to fix it. You wanted him to see what he lost. âNoâ he says. Grabbing you by the wrists and pulling you into him.
His face was so close to yours, his breath blew a piece of hair out of your face. Your eyes flickered as you looked at him, captivated by him. He had a way with you that you couldnât even understand. Like this constant chokehold that you couldnât get out of. You hated to admit it but you did want him. Especially right now. âYou canât resist me babyâ he whispers. âI can see it in your eyesâ you rolled your eyes, attempting to push away from him once more. Your hands finally coming free - fixing your robe, taking a step back from him.
âGet a grip, I wouldnât fuck you again if you were the last man on pandoraâ you turn your back to him. Facing the bronze mirror in your room to continue with your hair. Ignoring his figure that slowly got closer to you. You could feel the warmth of his body heat radiating off of him. The sweet smell that came from his pheromones filling your nose as you felt his belly press against your back just slightly. Your body shivered at the contact, going stiff under him.
His hand came up to brush a piece of hair from your face that kept falling. His finger touching your skin just like yours did to him. Your eyes closed briefly at his touch. You wanted more and he knew it. âYou walk around here.. dressed like this and you expect me to keep my hands to myself? He moans. Leaning down to your ear. âIf Iâm not mistaken princess, Iâd think you wanted thisâ he whispers. Bringing his hand down to caress your arm. Every inch gliding down his fingertips the farther he moved his hand.
Your mouth hung open slightly, as your eyes trailed down his reflection. The feeling of his body against your skin making your core heat up. âI know you want daddy to fuck you.. treat you like a good girl. Hm?â He licks the swell of your ear. Your legs buckle under you - but you pull yourself together. Standing straight as a pin. âLet me treat you right baby, make it up to you. Yes?â He whispers. Sliding his hands down your thighs. Turning your body to him, lifting you with ease as your legs wrap around his waist. Your hands rested on top of his shoulders, looking him in the eyes as he slowly walked you over to your bed. Laying you down gently on your back. Your breasts coming free as the thin fabric of your robe fell to the side.
This was the least of what you expected, but you couldnât lie to yourself. Neteyam drove you crazy, mentally and physically. Youâd be denying everything you want by protesting. So you kept your mouth shut, allowing him to do what he wanted. Just like you always did.
Neteyam leaned down, peppering soft kisses on your neck, down your collar bone. Leaving a trail of saliva in its tracks. You quickly turned to jelly under him, your pussy throbbing the more he attacked your skin. You ached for him. Pushing your back off the cot you push further into him, closing any space that was between the two of you. Your head is foggy as if you were high.
âI know that I wasnât the best mate, I was a scumbag really. I should have treated you like the queen you areâ he came down to kiss your neck, pulling back as he licked his lips. âAll I know is.. you look so good right now, and the only way I can show you that I mean it.. is by my actions princessâ he coos. Dipping his head down once more to plant a soft kiss above your breasts.
âJust come to me baby.. I promise Iâll never risk losing you againâ his voice was hoarse, his eyes half lidded and heavy as he came up to look at you. Your eyes flickered back and forth between his, you wanted to protest. He didnât deserve a second chance. But you just couldnât push away your desires.
Wrapping your nimble fingers around his neck you pull him in for a hot kiss. Your lips dancing with his as he pushes his tongue inside your mouth. His lips curving into a smile against yours. Pressing his body firmly into you. Your center heated at the touch of him - your pussy pulsating around nothing as his hands roamed your body.
His hands grip your hips, sliding under you to lift your ass off the bed. Moving your legs open to settle his pelvis against yours. âWhat was that you said that day?â He whispers. Coming off your skin. âDoes âdaddyâ make you cum?â Your eyes narrowed unsure why he was bringing that day up right now.. in this moment while he was between your legs. âDoes daddy make you cum baby?â. Repeating your words back to you. Almost mocking what you said. He pushed his hips into yours, his hard cock putting pressure on your throbbing clit. âMm yes!â You moan. You didnât mean to - but it slipped out. Losing all self control at this point.
âYeah?â He moans. âDaddy makes you cum?â Repeating the same action before, pressing himself into you. Causing your head to spin in circles. Your slick, spreading against his loincloth. He pulls back slightly, looking down at the wet patch you left on his groin. Licking his lips before looking back up at you. âSee princess, you canât defy meâ.
He crashed his lips into yours once more. Bringing your hands up to wrap around his neck. Pulling you up by the waist, leaning back on his hands to sprawl his legs out beneath you. He rested you on top of his lap. Taking his fingers and slowly sliding your robe off your shoulder. Being extra gentle with you. He always knew what to do with your body. Extended breaths left your lungs as his fingers grazed your skin, having been the first contact like this youâve had in weeks. Soft moans escaping past your parted lips as his hand slides down the trim of your waist. His fingers move with the flow of your curves as he reaches your hip.
Suddenly he flips you over turning you around on his lap. Throwing your robe to the floor and out of the way. He leaned back slowly, gripping you by the hips. You fell forward resting your hands on his knees.
You succumbed to his advances, grinding your hips into his pelvis. Sliding your wet cunt up and down his covered bulge. Neteyams eyes flicked from your ass to the back of you head as you pleased yourself against him. Feeling his cock twitch the more you chased your high, his hands worked your hips back and forth against him - pushing up slightly to apply more pressure to you placing folds. By this point you were still the only one naked.
Sliding back on his cock, placing your pussy on his lower belly you work to untie the strings to his loincloth. Fondling with the strings as you struggled to get them free. Taking both straps into your hands you rip them apart, beads and gems crashing to the floor with the force. Neteyams eyes widened, he knew you wanted him - but he didnât understand how bad. He knew now just how much you were holding back.
âSomeoneâs eagerâ he says. You took his cock into your hand, delivering a few pumps to his shaft. Before lifting your body off of him and aligning his member with your wet folds. Rubbing the tip up and down against your clit.
âShut up and fuck meâ you growl. Attempting to slide down his length. âWith pleasureâ he moans. Snapping his hips into yours violently, not giving you one second to adjust to his size. He began fucking you mercilessly, the tip of his cock embedding itself deep into your cervix with every thrust. You felt as if you were being ripped in two. âAh fuck! Fuck t-too deep!â You whine. Lifting your hips to remove him from you. Only for him to push you back down by your hips. Slowly his pace as he worked his hips in circles.
This proved to be much better for you. More euphoric, throwing your head back growing more wet since he slowed his pace. âYes.. yes much betterâ you moan. Riding his cock - helping him with his thrusts. âYeah? Right there?â He says. His hands gripped the flesh of your ass, spreading your cheeks apart to get a better view of him sliding in and out of you. Watching as your pussy gripped his girth, the width of him stretching you out to unbelievable measures.
The sight drove him crazy, biting his lips as his eyes fixated on your juices flowing out of you and onto his pelvis. âFuck youâre taking me so good, look at thatâ neteyam pulls his out of you, lifting you up until just the tip was inside. He poked at your entrance repeatedly, refusing you of his length as he teases your hole. He pushed the tip in .. and out .. in .. and out. Causing your head to spin. Your belly tightens as you hold your breath, looking down to see him tease your wanting cunt. Practically foaming at the mouth at the sight. He always knew what to do.
âP-please⌠give it to meâ you plead. Attempting to lower yourself down his cock. His grip on your hips tightened, keeping you in place. He told you he would prove himself and he was going to do just that. âBeg for it.. beg daddy to fuck this pussyâ he growls. Sliding his cock completely out of you. The emptiness was too much for you to bear, tears began to find their way to your eyes. Your lips pouting, you just wanted to be filled. âDaddy please! I need it.. make me feel good. I wanna cum on daddyâs dick!â Your words were like magic, his hips granting you your wish. Slamming his cock into you until his pelvis smacked against yours. The pressure from his thrust spraying your essence all over his belly.
He worked those sweet sounds out of your cunt like it was his job. Planting his feet on the cot below you, getting the best angle possible to drive into your aching folds. He hit that sweet spot every time, the pressure from his tip coaxing your orgasm out of you. Your hands resting on top of his thighs, your fingernails digging into his skin the more he fucked into you. âMake this pussy cum.. cum for me princessâ he demands. Unable to control the moans and grunts that came out of him. Your tight cunt gripping him just right, not leaving a single inch of him untouched.
You began to tighten around him, feeling nothing but pleasure as your orgasm forced its way through. Completely unprepared for the force it delivered. âOh!! Oh my-â before you knew it you lifted off of his shaft. Watching as your juices sprayed all over the bed, the floor and some of the wall. Soaking everything in its path. Neteyam got a glimpse of it, holding your quivering body above him. His mouth hanging open, breathing heavily as he took in the sight before him. He has never seen anyone squirt, much less seen you squirt. âOh yeah baby.. good girlâ he moans. Lowering you down, placing you on your belly. âSuch a good girl.. daddy made you cum hm?â Whispering in your ear as he lines his cock up to your swollen cunt. Sliding in slowly.
Your breath caught in your throat still coming down from your toe curling orgasm. Already being filled up. âMmm yes I cum for you! Only you!â You moan. Squishing your face in the bed below you, your face being soaked by your own juices. âYess you do, suck a good little thing for meâ
Once again you were filled up to the brim, taking every inch of him with ease. Your pussy omitting the sweetest sounds, your hut filled with nothing but the squelching sounds of your center. You lay flat on your belly with him above you - your legs pressed firmly together. Creating more friction for his shaft. Beads of sweat fell off Neteyams forehead, dripping down your back. His abs flexed as he worked himself into you, feeling your walls clench all over his cock.
âOh I missed this.. missed fucking you. This is mine, all m-mineâ he moans. Closing his eyes shut tight, feeling his own orgasm approaching. You pushed your ass up into him, meeting his thrusts half way. Skin soaking together as his balls hit the base of your ass. That familiar feeling returned to you the seller he went, butterflies forming in the pit of your belly. Seconds from coming. âYes! Keep doing that.. gonna cumâ you whine. Pushing into him hard, as best as you could.
âI got you baby, cum.. cum with meâ the pressure from your ass on his belly drove him nuts. Watching you as you tucked into him. His toes curled, threatening to release his seed inside you. Unable to control himself any longer. âUh.. cum with meâ he repeats. Slumping his head forward - his belly tightening. Seconds away from busting.
Your pussy fluttered around him softly. Eventually turning into hard strong contractions, coming for the second time around him. âMmmmm uh!â You couldnât formulate words, this round being just as intense as the first. Neteyam felt you squeeze his cock, pulling his seed right from him. Sending his release right through him. His hands gripped the sheets below you, his knuckles turning white as he came. âFuck.. f-fuck! Uh youâre making daddy cum!â He moans. Thrusting his hips into yours with force. Delivering one final stroke until his hips halt. His hot and creamy nut coating your walls.
His body shook above you, losing strength in his arms. Falling against your petite frame. His breath blowing in your ear.
Writers comments: I.. I have no excuses anymore I am a filthy whore đ
Warnings: Tail play, Neteyam is justâŚ. Filthy guys I have nothing to say.
You switched your tail in front of neteyams face on purpose, making sure that when you passed him it hit him just right. At first he thought it was an accident but after the third or fourth time he took it as a sign. You were being too painstakingly obvious now. Nonetheless he still chose to ignore you.
This only fueled the fire within you. Bending down in front of him and wrapping your tail around his throat. Before you could pull it away, he was yanking on it, pulling you down into his lap. You yelped in the process, falling onto his legs.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â He whispers in your ear. Letting go of your tail, you hide your face from his, knowing youâve been caught. In all reality you knew exactly what you were doing.
âNothingâ you say before placing your hands on his thighs and lifting yourself off of him. But before you could walk away, he twirled your tail around his forearm pulling you back down. Holding your waist with his other hand.
âDonât lie to meâ he says. Planting a soft kiss on your earlobe. Running a quick swipe of his tongue on your soft skin. You moan at the contact, sinking into his lap further.
âMhmâ he says before pushing your face down into the floor. Inspecting your bare ass in front of him. He lands a hard and heavy slap to your ass, causing you to whimper under him. The sound you made only encourages him to do it again but this time to the other cheek, hitting you hard enough to leave a welt.
The contact forced you onto your knees where you tried to crawl away. But neteyam grabs you by the tail again, slinking it around his arm and pulling you back hard.
âDonât run baby, I thought you wanted this. Teasin me and shit with this tail of yoursâ he says. Yanking on the appendage, pulling your ass flush into his pelvis. You could feel his bulge growing, pressed firmly against your bottom.
âTe, donât be so roughâ you say. But secretly wishing heâd go harder. Making you his bitch. And he did just that, pulling your loincloth right off your body and throwing it on the floor in front of you.
âI do what I wantâ he said. Before running his fingers up and down your slit. Your pussy already soaked for him.
âMm fuckâ you moan. Pushing your hips back into his hand. Almost causing a finger to slip in. Neteyam wasnât going to give you pleasure that soon. Letting go of your tail and leaning back on his heels. Eyeing every inch of your body. His stare making you nervous.
Your tail swishes back and forth in front of him. Becoming more self conscious as you lay kneeled in front of him. Bent over exposing your bare pussy to him. He watched as you squirmed under him. Making sure to make you flustered.
âNete- stop staring at meâ you say. Going to cover your body. He stops you. Pulling your hips down onto his and grabbing you by the throat, forcing your head to fall back into his shoulder.
âDonât be shy baby, I know you want some of thisâ he said pushing his bulging dick up against your wet cunt. Earning himself a whimper from you.
âAnd I know you want me to fuck you while I pull on your tail like this..â he whispers. Yanking on your tail once more. The truth is you did.. you really did want him to dominate you. Pinning you under him as he used your tail as leverage to fuck you. But you didnât want him to know that.
âN-no.. it hurts actuallyâ you say trying to pull yourself off of him. But that only causes him to grip your tail harder. Moving it to the side to expose your bare ass on his cock.
âBut look at how wet it makes youâ he says. Looking down at the puddle you created under him. Your eyes flicker down to see you completely soaked his loincloth, your stupid super soaker giving you away.
âShitâ you whisper. Pulling your eyes away from the sight. Embarrassed that your body proved him right. Itâs too late now to protest.
Neteyam pushes you back back onto your chest, your cheek squished into the floor as he fondled with your tail. Causing a shiver to run up your spine. He loved watching you quiver under him. Finding out that playing with your tail makes you wet. Made him never want to stop.
âYou want daddy to fuck you baby?â He growls. Watching as your pussy began to drip for him. Fluttering around nothing, begging to be filled. He laughed at the sight, you almost looked pathetic in front of him. It drove him crazy but he wanted to play just a little longer.
He finds purchase on his knees behind you. Throwing your tail over his shoulder as he continues to inspect you. The way your back arched, toting your ass in the air for him to see you better. Your nails digging into the wood under you, the cool breeze gliding across your wet folds making you shiver. Your fat ass bouncing with every move you made. His hand finds the curve and your back, walking his fingers all the way up to your neck. Where he gripped and squeezed it causing you to go light headed.
âFuck.. just fuck me pleaseâ you beg. Pushing your pelvis back. It only just makes his grip on your neck tighten.
âYeah? You canât wait can you, you little nasty bitchâ he growls. Ripping his loincloth off, throwing it to where yours lay. Grabbing your tail and pulling it straight up, causing your knees to come up off the ground. You winced at the pain, but that didnât last long when he plunged his thick cock into you. His tip pushing past your cervix.
âOmg!â You shout. Clawing at the floor to get away.
âUh, uh. Come hereâ he says, pulling you back farther slamming into you a second time. âYou wanted to tease me baby.. now take this fucking dick like a good little girlâ he sneers. Rutting into you with no mercy. He angled his hips just right. Leaning back just slightly, hitting you directly in your sweet spot with force. His thrusts firm and hard as his balls slapped against your clit.
He still had your tail wrapped around his arm. And unbeknownst to you, you curled it around his arm further the more he fucked into you. He laughs, gripping it harder.
âLook at you.. look you being fucked like a little slut. Look at my pussy, gripping my dick like that. You little nasty bitch.â He moans the last word. Throwing his head back, using your tail to hold him up. At this point he was using it like a fuck toy. Your tail only served as a handlebar.
âMmmmmm f-fuckkâ you stutter. Your voice quivering with the force of his thrusts. Your belly is tightening as your climax approaches.
âMoan baby, let me *thrust* hear how good i make this pussy feel *thrust*â he moans. Feeling his organs push down on his shaft. His muscles flexing as he reaches his high. Your pussy gripping him, almost sucking the air out his lungs as he watched your folds wrapped around him.
âOh⌠my godâ he says. Catching sight of it. Your slick coating his skin.
âGonna cum daddy!â You shout. Pushing your hips down to meet his thrusts.
âCum.. fucking cum bitchâ he seethes. His teeth clenching. Almost instantly your pussy flutters around him. Your climax fills your whole body. Shaking under him, his thrust never faltering.
âCumming! F-fuck! Iâm cumming daddyâ you whimper, trying to muffle your cries. Neteyam watched your white cream coat him, the substance pooling at the base of his shaft. The sight forcing his orgasm out of him.
âYesss babyâŚ. Daddies coming tooâ he moans. Thrusting into you a few times before releasing his seed deep, and well passed your cervix. Directly into your womb.
âFfuuck youâre such a good girl *thrust* good fucking girlâ he whimpers. His seed spilling out of your abused cunt. Letting go of your tail, causing you to slump forward. Your breaths were ragged. Coming down from your high. A panting mess as neteyam finds a cloth to clean you up.
He couldnât help but watch the sight below him. He always fucks you so good. Your quivering body makes that evident.
Plot: from enemies to friends back to enemies. Reader is beside herself when it comes to neteyam. He was annoying and arrogant and she couldnât stand him. But she also canât keep her eyes off of him and her dirty thoughts at bay. But just what would he do to help her?
Warnings: P in v, p eating, dom neteyam, cream pie, soft sex, teasing, breast play,
Writers comments: This is probably my favorite fic that I wrote now. I hope anon who requested likes it. I somehow managed to finish this after you asked when it was going to be done. Anyways.. enjoy!
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âCan I have this?â Neteyam asks, holding up your hair tie. He was constantly bothering you, in your hut for no reason at all but to mess with you. Somehow your âuninvitingâ demeanor pegged you to be inviting, to which you didnât understand at all. Because one way or another he was weaseling his way into your home whenever he had the chance.
âDude.. no, not only did you take my last one and broke it. But Tuk made that for meâ you walk over to where heâs sitting and rip it out of his hand. He rolled his eyes at you, turning his attention to the mound of jewelry you had on your nightstand. âCan you like.. get out? Why are you even here?â you ask. Taking your things from his fingers one by one, placing them back in their designated spots.
âYou act like youâre soo busy, but the truth is you have nothing to do.. literally everâ he scoffs. Standing to his feet.
You and neteyam had a âstrangeâ relationship. You were close like siblings and fought like one too. There were times where youâd kill for each other, or kill one another. There was no true dynamic to the terms of your relationship - but most of the time you truly couldnât stand each other.
âFirst of all.. screw you. Second of all, get outâ you pointed your finger in the direction of the door. Your lips squeezed flat together as you snarled at him. Neteyam rolled his eyes once more, making his way to the entrance before turning sharply on his heels to face you.
âYou know.. if you weren't bitchy all the time, maybe someone would actually want to be around you for onceâ he turns on his heels once more, stalking out your door, the movement of his body swaying his hair back and forth. âOuchâ you say, pretending to be upset. The truth is, you enjoyed your space and couldnât give two fucks if anyone wanted to âbe around youâ. Everything was quite bothersome to you, including neteyam.
He was all, sweet and loving to everyone around the clan. The âperfect soldierâ but when it came to you he was a complete dick. Your mother used to say he was so mean to you because he had a crush on you. Even a blind person could see that that wasnât the case. Most of the time you two went at each other's throats, never seeing eye to eye on anything. It was exhausting to be a part of his life. There was no middle ground with him.
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Your day started like any other, waking early for drills. Running orders for Jake and keeping patrol along the perimeter of the village. Unlike most females your age, becoming healers, weavers and carvers. You were different. You wanted to be a warrior. Mostly because you were strong willed and stubborn - and had no patience to sit at home. And also because you needed to prove to neteyam that he wasnât the best fighter in the clan.
Day in and day out you worked hard. Training under Jake, even learning how to use a gun. It became a shock to the clan that you were one from being his second in command. Right behind neteyam. The thought that he one upped you constantly boiled your blood. So you had to work exceptionally hard to get past him.
âWhen you throw a punch you need to swing your shoulder into it. That way when you connect, youâre using your entire body strength. Not just your arm.â You demonstrate a punch that would be best in combat, using your partner to show the young warriors how itâs done. You didnât realize that you had eyes on you in the middle of your class. âSize âem up. Watch their feetâ you say. Planting your feet firm on the ground and bringing your fists to your face.
You nod your head at your partner, signaling them to throw the first punch. Their fist came right at your face, dodging it, ducking to the left as you threw a left hook into your opponentâs waist. Using all aspects of your body weight for the punch, knocking the wind out of his chest.
âWhoa..â your class said in unison. Admiring how cool you looked. You stood up straight, dropping your hands to your sides. Smiling at how cute the young ones were.
Your happiness was soon interrupted, from a distance you could hear a slow clap coming from behind the tree. You and your class turned your attention to who was making the sound. Neteyam comes out, walking over to your class. Clapping his hands one last time before turning his attention to the young warriors.
âExcellent form, great posture. Thereâs only one thing you missed, and itâs crucial.â He says. He sized you up, walking around you in a circle. Nothing about neteyam made you nervous, but he was intimidating. Nonetheless you never let him see through you. âThis is my class, now if you donât mind-â you were cut off by him gathering himself in a fighting stance. Preparing to demonstrate the most crucial thing he says you didnât show.
Taking it as a challenge you back up. Tilting your head to the side, lifting your fists up to your face. Your right foot planted behind you and the other in front. âAlright, come at me teachâ neteyam says. There was something about the look in his eyes that made you uncomfortable, usually you got the eye roll. Or him sucking his teeth. But the way his eyes hung low almost like a siren, eyeing you up and down. Keeping watch of your feet makes you⌠nervous.
Leaning forward you buck at him. In an attempt to throw his attention off. But he didnât move, never flinched. Not once. Not taking another second you step close, taking the first punch. You were instantly humiliated when he dodged it, moving behind you quickly. The last thing you felt being his foot straight to your back - causing you to fall to the ground.
âRule number 1, never.. take your eyes off your opponentâ he reaches down to you, holding his hand out but you slapped it away. Standing to your feet as you wiped the dirt from your body. âYouâll be dead in a secondâ he says. Placing his hands on his hips as the class clapped for him, taking a bow of appreciation.
âAlright everyone, say thank you to Mr. Sully. Heâs very busy and must goâ you say. Patting him on the back, more firm than necessary. âOh yeah? And what exactly am I busy withâ teasing you, knowing that the longer he stayed. The more pissed youâd become. Practical neteyam behavior.
You sucked your teeth at him. Refraining from hissing. âIâll tell Jake what I caught you doing the other night if you donât get out of hereâ you whisper through clenched teeth. Flashing your class an awkward smile. Neteyams eyes widened. Immediate fear washing over his features at your words. âOkay class! Enjoy the rest of your training! But remember.. eyes on your opponentâ He turns around, leaning his body into yours to whisper in your ear. âWatch it.. I know your dirty little secretâ
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The rest of your night was spent wondering about what neteyam said, his words rang through your head repeatedly. Bothering you to the core, what did he mean exactly that he knew your âdirty little secretâ you began to wonder just how âcloseâ the two of you were. Almost as if you had no privacy whatsoever.
You couldnât lie to yourself though, something about him today made your belly flutter. Like the wings on a butterfly when they first hatch. The look he gave you just before you threw that first punch. It was hypnotizing, almost as if thatâs what he meant to do. There was something in you that had these profound feelings for him, feelings that you denied constantly - and when he had you in moments like that it was impossible to ignore.
Wild thoughts began to cloud your mind, it wasnât something you ever got used to dealing with. While working with norm in the lab a few years back, he had this thing that he would do. He would write down his deepest desires on a piece of paper, fold it up, set it on fire and throw it away. He said it worked when the thoughts bothered you, and you needed something to help clear your mind of it. Over time you found yourself doing this often. Almost as if your life was filled with nothing but strange desires that you prevented yourself from acting upon.
Scurrying to your desk you grab your notepad. Taking your pencil and scribbling everything you found about neteyam attractive and what you wanted to do to him specifically. His ears, his bold siren eyes, his cute little smile. As you wrote you scrunch your nose, shaking your head in an attempt to set your mind free - but you couldnât help it. The way he looked when he stood in that fighting stance, the way his muscles rippled when he jumped out of your way. He was stunning.
You began to grow disgusted, embarrassed even, that you thought of him like this. It wasnât even like it was a crush - it was instead some filthy desire that you wanted him to do whatever he wanted to your body. Your last thought set you over the edge, crumpling the piece of paper and throwing it across the room. It misses the trash can falling to the floor. The small mess of crumpled paper lying helplessly on the floor.
âSoo gross y/n snap out of itâ you ruffle your hair and slump back onto your bed. Huffing out a big breath as you allow your eyes to flutter shut, ready to dream the day away. Then suddenly your tent flap opens, walking in a bored neteyam, ready to ruin your night even further.
âHey bitchhhâ he says with sass. His arms swaying back and forth as he stands in front of you. Your eyes remain shut, growing more irritated that he just barges in whenever he wants. âWhat if I was naked or somethingâ you spat. Pulling yourself up, sitting crossed legged on your bed. Neteyam chuckles, walking circles around your room, examining its contents as if heâs never seen anything in here before. âPshh thatâd be a sight to see for sureâ
He paces your room, clasping his hands behind his back. You roll over on your bed, turning your attention to your braids as you fondle them in your fingers. Choosing to ignore his presence like you usually do. As neteyams eyes scanned the room for no reason, his eyes fell on a small piece of paper that looked like you meant to throw it away. Bending down to pick it up, he looked back at you to make sure you didnât notice him finding it. When he realized you werenât paying attention he quickly and quietly unwrapped the paper, reading the words inside.
Neteyams first language may not have been English but he could read and speak it somewhat. The handwriting was awful, almost like cat scratch. He squinted his eyes, bringing the paper closer to his face as he tried to make out the writing written on it.
âNeteyamm.. l-likes and dis-likes?â He whispers, sounding out the words. He turned to you once more to find that you still werenât paying attention.
âLikes..eyes.. smile.. m-muscles?â He chuckles to himself, ready to understand what it was that he was reading. Turning his body to you with his eyes still on the paper. âWhat is this? Sexyy.. c-cheekbone?â He mumbles the last word, unsure how to make up the last Naâvi translation. You turn to him, seeing him holding the same piece of paper that you wrote your deepest desires on. Instantly mortified to find that he was reading it. How did he understand it? You had no clue that he could read English so well.
âGive me that?â You jump to your feet, running to him attempting to grab the paper from his hands. He holds his arm high in the air, squinting once more to read some more. âTo feel h-his rough h-hands on my thigh-ss?â He looks down at you. Completely understanding the words he just read. âIs this about me? You have a little freaky crush on me?â He teases. Caving in and handing you the paper. You grab it from him quickly, hiding it behind your back. Lowering your gaze from his, ashamed that you were just exposed.
âI-itâs not like that.. itâs..itâsâ you struggle to find the words. Running your hand through your hair nervously as your eyes searched the room for answers. âTell me what it is?â He says. Scanning your face for any semblance of an answer - but finding nothing. âItâs nothing..â you say. Turning your back to him. Biting your tongue from the word vomit that wanted to come up. Neteyam steps closer to you.
âI wanna know.. it canât be that bad?â He inches closer to you. His eyes traveling up and down your body. Falling on the small of your back, where you had two cute tiny dimples. âCome on tell me.. Iâm like your best friend.. well, sort of. I promise I wonât tell!â You grow agitated at his prying. You didnât have to tell him the whole truth, just a smidge of the truth - right? âFine!â You turn to him, realizing how close he was to you. His presence making you more nervous.
âI-itâs like a letter. About something that I really want. So I write it on a piece of paper.. in hopes it might.. come trueâ you stutter. Having difficulty finding the right words to say without completely giving yourself away. Although, you may have already done that. âSooo, you want to feel my hands on your thighs?â He asks. A small smile creeping on his face as the words left his mouth. Your eyes widen, hearing the things you wrote rolling off his tongue - immediately nauseating you. âForget it.. itâs dumbâ you say. Turning your back to him once more.
âNo! Wait..â he grabs your arm. Turning you back to him. âI wanna tryâ he says. Pulling you into him. Your belly flush with his, the feeling so foreign to you. âW-what?â You say, absolutely dumbfounded about what he just said. For a moment you werenât sure if you were hearing him right.. or if your brian was telling you what you wanted to hear.
âI wanna try.. make those âdesiresâ come true for youâ the word sounded unfamiliar when he said it. Almost as if he shouldnât be saying it. But the sound of his voice made your center tingle. You step away from him, unsure how to go about things. Holding your hand up as you try to understand. âYouâre saying.. you want to try those things?â You shake your head in disbelief, confused by the entire situation.
âI mean.. Iâm willing. If you areâ he says. Stepping closer to you. Closing the space you created. Your eyes watched his feet as he got closer, taking a step back every time he came forth. All the way until the back of your knees hit your bed, causing them to buckle. Sitting you down unwilling. You look up at him as he eyed you. That same familiar siren expression returning to his face. Neteyam chuckles, noticing how nervous you are. âWhy are you so nervous? Leaning his face down to yours. You turn your face, trying to hide from him.
âB-because youâre making me nervousâ moving a piece of hair from your face awkwardly, Neteyam grips your chin in between his fingers. Forcing you to look him in the eye. It wasnât like you to be so shy. âInstead of.. writing on a piece of paper, why donât you tell me what you want me to do to youâ he whispers. Never moving his face from yours. Your heart stopped in your chest as if you were going into cardiac arrest. The heat between your legs traveled all the way up your spine, seconds from coming out of your mouth in loud hot moans. But you had to restrain yourself.
What was supposed to be words when you opened your mouth to respond. In fact turned out to be those moans you tried to hold back. Neteyam smiled, standing up straight before working his hands to untie his loincloth. Your eyes darted frantically, trying desperately to piece together what was happening right now. âWhat are you doing!?â You yelp, stopping his hands with yours, preventing him from going any further.
Neteyam put his hands over yours, manipulating your own fingers to work against the strings that held his cock prisoner. You wanted to protest but the way he forced your nimble fingers around the band of his waist, melted you. Finishing the last of the strings on your own. Moving your hands fluidly while keeping eye contact with him. âI want you to read from that piece of paper and tell me what you wantâ he says. Pulling his loincloth from his body. His hard veiny cock springing free from its shackles.
Your breath caught in your throat at the size of him. You had a good idea that he was well endowed - but you never thought in a million years that it'd be the size of your forearm. You looked on, almost mortified. Gulping down air as you swallow the lump that formed in your throat. Reaching down, Neteyam grabbed the piece of paper from your hands. Unfolding it and holding it in front of your face. âRead the first lineâ he demands. Placing the paper in between your fingers. You grabbed it hesitantly with shaking hands, struggling to make out the text you wrote.
âI-I want him.. to r-rub my thighs with his strong calloused h-handsâ you stutter. Looking up at him. He leans down placing his hands on top of your thighs - he began to rub them up and down, biting his lip seductively as he felt your soft skin under his grip. You watched him stroke your supple skin, feeling every callous you fantasized about. Earning himself a soft moan. âNext lineâ
You hesitated once more, shifting under him. The paper shakes violently in your hold. âNeteyam we-â you began. âNextâŚlineâ he says. Cutting you off. You gulp hard, looking back down at the wrinkled page. âI w-want his hands wrapped around my small waist..â you whisper. On command, his hands move up your thighs, gliding over your loincloth. The delicate beads and gems clacking as his fingers grazed them. Making his way slowly up your hips until his large hands wrap around your dainty waist. He held eye contact with you, his body leaning in closer to yours the farther his hands traveled. He delivered a light squeeze to your waist, gripping the sides of them.
âWhat next.. tell meâ he whispers. Nodding his head in encouragement for you to continue. The heat began to well up inside you, melting under his touch and becoming more confident and comfortable. âI want him to play with my breasts..â neteyam hooked his fingers under your chest cloth, ripping the fabric to shreds from your body. Destroying any chance of you wearing it again. You yelped at the force of the strings slapping against your body, leaving tiny welts in its place. âIâm sorry babyâ he says. Bringing his hands up to fondle your perky, larger than average breasts.
Taking your nipples in between his fingers, he twirls them gently. Tugging at the soft buds just enough to send a shock down your spine. Your eyes traveled down to watch him play, licking your lips as your pussy began to throb beneath you. Rubbing your thighs together to get more friction. âTell meâ he moans, feeling his own arousal pool in the pit of his stomach. His cock jumping as he played with your nipples. âI want him to suck themâ you moan. Leaning back on your hands. Allowing him full access to you now.
Dipping his head down he takes one in his mouth with no delay. Sucking lightly, working his tongue around. Lapping up the bundle of flesh in his mouth. âOh!â You moan. Throwing your head back with him latched to your chest. Neteyams free hand fell from your breast. Grabbing his cock in his hand as he delivered slow hard strokes to his length. Moaning against your skin while he pleased himself. âI want him to taste me!â you moan. This time he didnât have to ask, didnât have to demand that you read the next line. By this point you ditched the piece of paper. Reciting it with ease without it about what you wanted him to do to you.
Unlatching from your breast, he pushed you down by your shoulders. Hooking his fingers under your loincloth and wiggling it down your hips. You move your hips back forth in assistance, lifting your butt off the bed. Watching as your loincloth fell on the floor at your feet. Grabbing under your knees, Neteyam brings your legs up to your chest. Gripping the backs of your thighs to keep your legs taut to your chest. Your body falls back onto the plush cot, your chest rising and falling rapidly. Your dripping heat just inches from neteyams face. Without warning he delivers a long swipe of his tongue, from your hole all the up to your clit, ending at the top with a flick of his tongue. âMmm!â
His tongue moved in long sloppy circles. The sound of his spit and your juices filling the silence in the room around you. Neteyam ate like it was his last meal, moaning against your heat. Taking your sensitive bud in between his lips as he sucked the tiny bundle of nerves. Your hips began to buck into his face, forcing his head up and down as he attacked your slit. His strong hands still gripping behind your knees as he held your legs close to your chest. Your hands fell on top of your knees, pulling them back tighter to your chest. Just then his tongue moves down your hole, probing the entrance with his tongue as he worked it in and out. Coaxing the sloppiest noises from your pussy.
âOh! I want him to fuck me!â You moan. Neteyam removes his mouth from your center, doing as heâs asked. He looks down at you with heavy eyes, wiping his mouth clean from your juices. Panting under him, he grips your legs, pulling you to the edge of the bed. Before aligning his cock with your entrance. Poking your hole with the tip of his cock. âWho knew.. that youâd want me to do all these filthy things to you. Now say it againâ he pushes his tip further into you, granting you no more until you were begging for it. You whimper under him, completely submitting to his advances. âTell meâ he demands. Removing himself from you entirely. âAh! Fuck.. please, please I canât take it anymore!â You moan.
âCome on princess, you can do better than that.. say it againâ he pumps his member, awaiting your response. Rubbing your leg gently. âI want him to fuck me!â you shout, pushing your hips off the cot, desperately searching for his cock. âAtta girlâ he moans. Pushing his cock into you inch by inch until his pelvis was flush with yours. âYesss!â
He began to move his hips slowly, quickly getting lost in his own arousal as he felt you gripping his girth. Your pussy hugging and squeezing him just right. âOh my godâ he moans. Gripping your hips so hard heâd for sure leave bruises the next day. âPussy so tight.. so fucking goodâ he moans. Picking up his pace as he snapped his hips into yours. His tip hitting your cervix repeatedly. The force of his thrusts made you bounce under him, your breasts bouncing with you. His eyes were fixed on the plump flesh, grabbing one in his hand - squeezing lightly.
Your moans were uncontrollable, completely losing yourself under him. Going dumb on his cock. Your belly began to tighten, your orgasm seconds away. All that sexual frustration coming forth as he drives into you. âOhâ yes! Yes right there!â He angles his hips, finding the stop that sent you over the edge. Keeping a steady rhythm. âYeah? Right there? Gonna make that pussy cum for me?â He moans. His head falling forward. His own orgasm peeking around the corner. âGonna fill you up.. fill this pussy uuup!â His thrusts become erratic. The tightness of you forcing a quick orgasm out of him. Your pussy fluttered around him, squeezing until your orgasm crashed through you. âOh teyam! Cumming!â You declare. Gripping the sheets below you.
Neteyam omitted low grunts and moans, squeezing his eyes tight as he felt your pussy contract around him. Pulling his orgasm from him. âOh yeah⌠here I comeâ seconds after, shooting his load deep inside you. Painting your walls like a picture as you come down from your high. His chest heaving as he attempted to catch his own breath. His hips stuttered into you, pushing out the last of his seed as he orgasm slowly coursed through him. âF-fuckkâ he moans. Feeling the last of himself empty inside you. âSo fucking goodâ
He pulls out of you, grabbing a cloth from your nightstand. Gently cleaning your folds as you sat shy under him. A large smile formed against his lips as he watched you shudder with embarrassment.
âAll you had to do was ask babeâ he says. Leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips.
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one of your fics contains anal sex so if you could, may i request a gentle neteyam X reader, where he licks her clit down to her hole and starts licking her ass and said "can we try something new sweetheart?" and starts by stretching her first then goes to yk p in a hehe thankyou author!
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âSo sweetâ neteyam says. Coming off your clit with a *pop*. You looked down, watching as he got lower. Kissing the soft skin of your pussy. Denying you pleasure by avoiding the most sensitive part. Your hands gripped his that lay flat on top of your thighs. Keeping your legs open for him.
He locks eyes with you, his gaze drunk and eyelids heavy. Just then he flattened his tongue, spreading your lips with it. Your head fell back, feeling his thick muscle separate your lips, lubricating the swollen flesh with his saliva. He hummed against your pussy, moving agonizingly slow for your liking.
âFuck daddy.. so goodâ you moan. He replyâs with a âmmâ kissing your aching hole with his soft plump lips that were now coated in your thick liquid. His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the scent of you. Inhaling sharply as he went lower. His tongue brushed across your taint and over your asshole which caused you to jump.
He comes up quickly.
âLet me try it baby, I promise it will feel goodâ he begs. Running his three fingers up and down your pussy. Spreading your lips apart with his thumb and index finger. He loved how wet you were.
His soft voice was enough to convince you. Lifting your ass up and scooting your pelvis closer to his. He takes it as a sign, hollowing his cheeks and releasing a long rope of his spit with precision onto your pussy. He pumped his member, aligning it up to your small hole. Unable to focus as he pressed the tip against it.
Your breath caught in your throat.
âShhh, just relaxâ he coos. Taking his thumb to rub gentle circles over your clit. Pushing his cock in further while his finger distracts you from the pain. His mouth hung open, his eyes flickering from your pussy to your face. Making sure that if he saw any sign of discomfort in you, that he would stop.
He keeps going, breaking the barrier. You inhale sharply, your hands flying to his to stop him.
âItâs okay.. i got you. Just breath for me babyâ
You relax under him, your muscles unfurling. His tip breaking past the tight skin. He pulls out, only to push back in. Your tight ass opening the more you relaxed. Before you knew it he was half in. Your asshole sucking him in with ease. He stopped for a moment, allowing your to adjust and soon you weâre begging for it.
âK-keeping goin!â You moan. And without hesitation he bottoms out inside you. His breath catching in his throat, the tightness causing him to whimper above you.
âOhh f-fuck.. so tightâ he began to move. Pulling out leaving just the tip in. Before slamming back into you. You moan loudly, gripping the blue flesh of his arms, leaving half moon shapes on his skin. But you no longer felt pain. But you did feel full.
He rubbed your clit as his hips snapped into you, at first delivering short hard strokes. But soon replaced with long fast ones. His chin pressed tight to his chest, his cock filling your ass as he watched your empty pussy clench around nothing.
âOh god.. see? See how good it fucking feels? He moans. Grabbing both sides of your hips. Fucking your tight little asshole as if his life depended on it.
âFuck me! Fuckkkk!â Your orgasm was soon approaching. His cock hitting your rosey bud over and over. Scratching your gspot from the opposite end. Your pussy fluttering, inviting neteyam in. He plunges his three fingers inside you. Filling both holes to unimaginable measures. Scratching the gummy walls, twisting his fingers as he fucked you in and out. Your gspot being hit now from every possible angle.
âFuck yeah.. look at thatâ he pants. âGonna make me fuckin cumâ he whimpers. He pulls his hand out, shoving his own fingers down his throat, licking every inch of them to savor the taste of you. The sight causing your orgasm to break through, that familiar coil snapping as you watch him taste you.
âOh! Te! Iâm cuming!â You declare. Your eyes shut tight as your orgasm rang through your body. Your toes curled, almost on the verge of causing a muscle spasm. His mouth wide, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, down his chest and his belly, his hips losing rhythm as his orgasm came.
âMmm yes.. me too baby.. gonna fill you upâ his voice was low, almost growling as he shot his load deep inside you. His eyes shut tight from the nerves just like you. Riding out his high as he paints the inside of your ass like a portrait.
âOh f-fuck⌠f-fuuckkkâ his hips stutter into you. Coming down from his high. His cock too sensitive to keep going.
âSuch a dirty little girlâ he says. Pulling out.