Warnings: p in v, kinda public sex,
You were only a young na’vi, a small girl who didn’t know the difference between right and wrong.
When Lo‘ak first met you, you were talking to Neteyam, he watched from afar whilst playing with his favorite, wooden toy. His only thought of you at that moment was ‘pretty girl’.
The next day swung by and Lo’ak was determined to be friends with you. “Oel ngati kameie.” Lo’ak greeted with enthusiasm, the seven year old boy stood in front of your taller figure as you were leaned on a tree with your arms folded.
You were only a few months older than him and a couple inches taller than him, however he didn’t feel intimidated nor threatened. The top you wore which was made up of old bones and thick leaves clunked as you walked away from Lo’ak, muttering “Demon” as you passed him.
The young boy stood there nonplussed, he was in this state because he had no idea why that word would be used on him so often by other members of the clan.
His confusion led him to his family’s home, standing right in front of his father as he inquisitively asked why everyone was calling him ‘demon’.
Jake’s eyes widened and he felt hurt and embarrassed, all of the emotions soon turned into anger, “Son, who told you this?” Jake asked, “A girl, Neteyam’s friend.” Lo’ak murmured.
Jake became more calm upon hearing that the words were being spat from an immature child’s mouth, “Neteyam.” Jake called his eldest son who sat in the hut, Neteyam turned his head towards his father, straying his attention away from the arrow he was sharpening.
“Tell your friends to stop picking on Lo’ak, please.” Jake instructed with a firm voice, “Okay.” Neteyam shrugged while standing to his feet and running out the hut.
Jake lowered himself to Lo’ak, “You are not a demon, you hear me.” Jake spoke to Lo’ak, Lo’ak simply nodded, not really understanding the situation.
Later on that same day, Neteyam gathered all his friends, including you. “My dad says to stop bullying Lo’ak.” Neteyam says almost with a carefree tone, “Okay, wanna go play now?” Some of his other friends say and he nodded eagerly.
“Can I play too?” Lo’ak asks from behind, “No, only real na’vi are allowed.” You taunt, Neteyam gives you a stern look coming from his soft features, “What did I just say.” Neteyam reminds, “Ugh! Fine.” You utter while folding your arms.
Lo’ak smiles and stands beside you, you glowered at him who only gave you a wide smile in return.
Time passed, you all grew. Lo’ak found some friends and you couldn’t lie, your relationship with him grew slightly, but not in a good way. You saw each other everyday, only for you to mutter something rude to him and he’d get riled up.
You were thirteen and he was twelve, you were closer to Neteyam as compared to Lo’ak and Lo’ak hated that for a reason apart from you being his bully and also his brother’s best friend. Maybe it was jealousy.
On a warm, bright day, Alpha Centauri shone rays of blissful yellowness onto a high fruit tree, making the premature fruits look more appealing.
Lo’ak and Neteyam both climbed the tree in hopes of finding a ripe, bright red juicy fruit to dive into on this warm day. “Look this one is red!” Lo’ak shouted to Neteyam who hung from another branch on the tree, Lo’ak stayed sitting on a wide branch as Neteyam swung over to him.
Neteyam examined the fruit, smiling at Lo’ak, “Good job, baby bro.” Neteyam picked the large red fruit, and both boys climbed down the tree.
“Hey skxawngs, the fruits aren’t ripe yet.” You made your way to the pair, Lo’ak couldn’t take his eyes off of you, his childhood crush stayed constant as he grew into a preteen.
“This one is.” Neteyam said while taking a bite, then showing the inside, “Hm.” Lo’ak watched as you inspected the red, clearly ripe fruit, as the fruit stayed in Neteyam’s hand, you took a bite, “Guess you were right.” You said.
Lo’ak watched as the red juices of the fruit dropped down your chin and travelled between your breasts, Neteyam quickly used his thumb to wipe your lips and you have him a small smile.
Lo’ak felt his heart drop, “Eww.” Lo’ak played off his jealousy shielding it with disgust. You simply rolled your eyes before walking away, letting your hips sway as you made your way back to your home.
Neteyam simply smiled as he looked at his brother, who’s eyes were glued to your figure, Neteyam only scoffed before walking away as well, taking another bite from the fruit.
The day after, several young na’vi united when training with some older teenagers, standing beside Lo’ak you held your bow, straightening your back as you pulled back the bowstring. “Oel ngati kameie.” Lo’ak heard a deeper voice greet, he watched as you placed your bow to your side and brought your hand to your forehead before lowering it to your side, signing the greeting.
“Need some help?” The older boy asked, you simply shook your head, “You’ve got bad posture though.” Lo’ak heard the boy fib as he trailed his hand down to your back, he pushed on your soft skin causing your chest to jut.
“You sure this is the right stance?” you asked with uncertainty, “Yeah, lemme just fix your legs.” The boy continued, “Actually she had the correct position before.” Lo’ak took all his courage and balled it up into that sentence.
Both you and the boy who’s touch still lingered on your skin casted your attention to Lo’ak , “What do you know, halfbreed?” The older boy spat. You gasped before prying his hand off your back, “Don’t call him that!” you hissed.
“It’s true, no?” The older boy kept going, “Stop, his father is Olo'eyktan!” you warned, “Leave him alone.” you finalized with a scowl, the older boy grunted before walking away.
You shook your head before turning to Lo’ak who looked at you, almost lovingly, you could come up with anything to say so you just looked into his eyes as your chest begun to feel weighty, your throat felt oddly dry and your face felt scalding.
You coughed straightening your back sheepishly while turning away from him, continuing your practice.
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You didn’t know what had happened, or how it happened, how he came to be this way, his good boy phase was apparently over, the shy and sensitive Lo’ak you knew before was defunct.
He took this role of the family’s rebel, the bad boy, in your honest opinion, he seemed more like his family’s screw up than whatever bad boy image he tried to achieve.
You found yourself growing closer to him, not so much for Neteyam, you had different reasons for each brother. Neteyam was growing busy and barely had time for friends however you both were still close ,just not as close as compared to old times.
For Lo’ak, he begun corresponding to your energy, for every insult you threw he’d exchange an even more disrespectful one, which started to annoy you because sometimes they were way out of line.
Irritatingly, your relationship was something indescribable, you sort of hated him, or did you, because he’d always make your heart skip a beat and your face heat up whenever he was close to you.
Or whenever your friends would tease you about him.
“Hey, five-fingers, where’re you going?” You questioned, “The lab.” he responded whilst turning to you, you couldn’t help but appreciate the size he was now, almost towering over you, his voiced deepened and surely didn’t sound the same way he sounded two years ago, his chiseled chest and stomach and instead of having a full head of braids like Neteyam he halfway shaved both sides above his ear.
“Why do you wanna come with me?” He asked with a sly smile, “I’d rather not go into that alien ship.” You scoffed, with steady eyes, Lo’ak examined your body, “You look different.” He comments, the skin above your eyes raise and you feel heavy all of a sudden.
“‘Think your chest got flatter.” He judged with a chuckle, “You’re disgusting.” You say before attempting to walk away, he grabbed you just below your shoulder, yanking you forward. “C’mon, I gotta show you something.” He urged.
“But I don’t wanna.” You whined, he pulled you by your hand, leading you into the lab, opening the door and quickly shutting it once you’re inside. “I swear Lo’ak if you’re trying to kill me.”
“I’d probably do other things to you before killing you.” He muttered with a straight face, “Nasty.” you pushed his back as he led you into a room.
“‘Kay, hold on.” He told you while pulling two chairs, the room was not too big, dimly lit with purplish-white lighting, leaned to the wall was a table with at least four black screens. “C’mon.” He patted the chair beside him.
“Norm showed me.” he eagerly professed, you took a set next to him, feeling your body sink into the soft material, you looked upon the table eyeing the rectangular object which had keys of letters on it.
Lo’ak pressed the blank long key located at the bottom, one of the black screens quickly lit up, “What’s PornHub?” You asked, “Uh, I dunno Norm showed me something called PacMan I think this is like the same thing.” Lo’ak recalled.
Lo’ak click the space bar once again, and the screen begun to move, “How is it moving?” You asked, “You talk too much.” Lo’ak criticized.
The both of you watched as one of the sky people came onto the screen, she wore minimal clothes, “Where’s the button to go forward.” Lo’ak questioned himself while examining the keyboard, “Is this the PacMan?” You questioned, with a singular finger Lo’ak clicked a button and the video changed.
The human was screaming as another human banged her from the behind, Lo’ak’s eyes widened and you instantly begun yelling, you leaned back, falling off the inconvenient small chair, prurient sounds came out of the screen as Lo’ak clicked every button to make it stop.
Soon Norm entered the room, running up to the desktop and shutting it off. “What’s going on here?” Norm asked as his face changed into a deep red color, “I was trying to show her Pac-Man!” Lo’ak defended himself, you rose from the ground.
“Did she die?” You asked, Norm looked between the two na’vi, “A—Just get out.” Lo’ak pulled on your wrist as he dragged you out the lab.
Both of you were out of breath when you came out the lab, Lo’ak’s hand still wrapped around your wrist, resultantly, you yanked your hand out of his, creating distance between both of you.
Lo’ak looked back at the lab, “Shit, I’m going back there tonight.” He expressed enthusiastically with a smirk, you huffed out a breath, “I hate you” you began, taking a second to exhale once again, “So much.” You finished.
“So that’s what they call it, I knew that word sounded familiar.” Lo’ak spoke to himself, “I wonder what your father would think of this.” You mutter. Lo’ak only scoffed, “C’mon don’t kill my mood with your bitching.” Lo’ak uttered.
“We can try out that position if it’ll make you feel better.” Lo’ak smirked, “Hell no, the lady was screaming, I’m sure that would probably hurt.” You scrunched your face.
“She’s screaming cuz’ it was feeling too good.” He explained shamelessly, “What do you know about women, the only vagina you were ever in was your mother’s.” you replied.
“Haha.” Lo’ak sarcastically laughed, “I could be in yours.” He followed up saying, “I’d rather have fruit flies eat my organs.” You remarked.
“I’m sure your mom would let me hit.” Lo’ak joked as you both began to walk to your homes, you rolled your eyes at his immature, boyish behavior, “I’m sure Neteyam would let me hit.” You parroted, suddenly Lo’ak tensed and his jaw clenched.
He walked forward quickening his pace, “Oh Eywa, Lo’ak I’m joking.” You groaned, “I hate when you do this.” You yell when the distance between both of you only swelled.
You rolled your eyes, taking a turn to your home.
When Lo’ak entered his family’s abode, Jake’s eyes pointed on his figure, “Where were you?” Jake questioned while sharpening a spear, “With a friend.” Lo’ak said in an annoyed tone, “And what you and your friend fought? Or is it the teenage hormones giving you that attitude?” Jake questioned.
Lo’ak clenched his jaw, dropping his pride, “How do you know if a girl likes you?” Lo’ak asks, Jake’s eyebrows immediately raise and Neytiri pokes her head up from the hammock. Lo’ak automatically regrets speaking.
“Uh well–“ Jake sighs, “Who is the special girl, Lo’ak?” Neytiri immediately emerges from the hammock standing next to her youngest son. “Nevermind.” Lo’ak quickly shrugs off before exiting his dwelling once again.
Both his parents give each other a knowing look before continuing their activities.
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The following day the young hunting group decided amongst themselves to organize themselves into groups of two, to find some fruits since the village had recently been low in stock.
You stood between Lo’ak and Neteyam, clearly set on picking Lo’ak, “Hey, wanna be my partner.” Neteyam asked convivially, “Sure.” You matched his energy however the sudden heat you felt behind your head made you reassess your recent decision.
You turned your head, taking a peak of Lo’ak, who sent you a dirty look, when Neteyam left your side to get some baskets as well as other hunting equipment, Lo’ak grabbed your wrist.
“What?” You questioned, Lo’ak knew exactly what he wanted to say and how he was going to say it, however embarrassment washed over him, leaving him just staring at you angrily.
“Look I’m not trying to fuck your brother, I mean even though he’s like perfect, I’m good.” you made yourself clear, “Go ahead, I don’t care what you do.” Lo’ak almost shouted, “So I have your permission?” You ask just to fuck with him.
Lo’ak’s eyes showed a sign of sudden regret, “Alright then.” You say with fake assurance, before Lo’ak could even speak you already found your way at Neteyam’s side, rubbing your hand on his bicep while taking the bow into your other hand.
When everyone finally split up into groups of two Lo’ak picked some random younger boy, his mind was taken over by rage and jealously.
“I found one!” The small boy said to Lo’ak, “That’s a rock you dumba—“ Lo’ak stopped himself, the pair walked deeper into the forest looking for any sign of ripe fruits.
“Look!” The small boy pointed to a tree adorned with bright pink oval shaped fruits, the boy immediately took the bag from Lo’ak’s grip and climbed the tree like an animal ripping the fruit from its branch.
Lo’ak sighed before walking deeper into the forest, however not too far from where he could remember, thoughts flooded his mind of what you were possibly doing now.
And as if Eywa was hearing his desperation he ran into someone’s chest, earning a light groan as he raised his head, “Can you watch where you’re walking.” You spat, Lo’ak felt his eyes light up for a small second, before the doom of his said words came right back to him.
“Where is your–“ before you could finish Lo’ak looked around, “Where is my brother?” , you sighed at his question, “Dunno, I lost him, took a turn and ended up here.” You admitted.
Lo’ak gave you a weird kind of giddy look, “So sad, I lost him before I got to fuck him.” You laughed, upon noticing the sorrowful expression latched onto Lo’ak’s face you frowned.
“I really hate you sometimes.” You look up to him through your eyelashes, biting your lip while placing your hand on the skin where Lo’ak’s neck connected to his shoulder, slowly you brought your face to his. Planting your lips onto his in a swift motion, taking in his soft but also chapped lips.
You placed both your hands on either side of his neck, you felt him back away in shock for a second before giving in, wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulled you closer while angling his face to fully indulge in your soft lips .
You softly groaned onto his lips, feeling the slit between your legs dampen, you pulled away, lips departing as you pushed down his shoulders, he quickly sat on the forest floor, letting the grass poke under his thighs.
You place your knees on either side of one of his thigh, sitting on it before latching your lips onto his once again, he grabbed your hips, pulling you into his clothed crotch.
Your knees pulled together as you slowly used your ass to smoothen his loincloth, you moved your lips onto his neck, dotting kisses onto the sensitive skin, making him wince when you begun sucking that particular spot.
He used his hands to push you onto his crotch and you felt something rise below your ass, “Take it off.” he instructed, you looked down at his loincloth, watching as he untied it and allowed you to slowly pull it off, throwing it to the side.
His large baby blue cock sprung free, hitting his toned stomach, his length on full display only made your pussy dampen even more, without a warning you eagerly pulled off everything, Lo’ak relished himself in the teasing feeling as your top dropped beside him.
In one swift motion, he gripped the sides of your face capturing your lips, “I love you so much.” He panted, “And I fucking need you.” He groans as his intensely hard cock pulsed for attention.
“You sure you wanna?” He asks, you only hummed in response as you turned yourself around, your plump, curvaceous ass faced him which only caused his cock to tense.
Grabbing his dick, stroking him before guiding the tip to your wet pussy, slowly rubbing yourself with his cock, you heard him groan and you turned your head, watching as he looked directly at your back, face scrunching in pleasure.
Slowly you sunk into him, your soft ass touched the skin where his cock met his lower stomach. Sitting between his thighs you placed your hands on either one of his thighs, hauling yourself up, so that only his tip stood inside you.
With one quick drop, you anchored yourself down onto him, gasping when you suddenly felt that fullness, it made a rush of pleasurable sensations poke at your body.
Lo’ak’s eyebrows raised and he clenched his jaw, “Fuck, y’feel too good.” Lo’ak praised, your hum of pleasure slowly turned into a loud moan when you begun to bounce on his dick.
With every time his dick slid up your walls and touched that spongy spot inside you, you couldn’t suppress the raunchy sounds which Lo’ak caused as his cock was deep inside your aching, wet pussy.
Your ass slapped the skin between his thighs and his hands found their way to your sides, assisting in hoisting yourself up his dick and slowly sliding down.
He groaned and suddenly felt a rush of tingles which led him to thrusting his hips forwards and fucking up into you, digging his dick deeper into you.
With a quick motion, he grabbed your sides, slipping himself out of you, pushing your chest to the forest floor, you propped yourself onto your elbows as you looked back at him quickly sliding into you, your already wet cunt allowed him to guide himself into you with ease.
He grabbed your hips and he pounded into you, sending waves of pleasure washing through your entire body, causing something inside your lower stomach to pulse.
Lo’ak brought his foot to dig into the soil beneath him and his knee pushed down onto the ground, anchoring his body weight as he angled himself to thrust deep into your sopping, needy pussy.
“Oh fuck.” You moaned when he touched that one spot which made your knees tremble and your back arch. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.” you groaned, he only thrusted deeper and harder into you, ensuring that you were a bawling mess around his dick.
When his thrusts came into a slow pace, your walls pressed around his cock as you let loose, cumming all over his cock. “Oh fuck.” your tired voice barely made way out of your throat as you descended.
You pushed your ass back onto him, burying his cock deep inside you as you felt his cock tense, you felt him pull out and you looked back where he jerked himself off, his pink tip leaking with cum, he continued to rub in a quick pace, letting excess strings of his white, sticky cum ooze out.
His breaths were quick and unsteady, he pulled your hip to sit on his lap as he caught his breath, “Oh shit, did that just happen.” Lo’ak muttered in an amused tone as you leaned forward to pick your top from the floor.
Lo’ak snatched it out of your hands, helping you clothe yourself. Once you were fully clothed, he slipped on his loincloth, pulling on your wrist as you both walked out the forest.
“I look alright, right?” You asked lightly panicked, Lo’ak looks at your messed up hair, the dirt on your stomach and the missing pieces of your top. “Yeah, just say you got attacked by something.” He assured while fixing his loincloth.
When both of you emerged from the bushes, the only person was Neteyam and Lo’ak’s hunting partner. Neteyam gave you a confused look before widening his eye, “Tell them what you saw.” Neteyam asked the younger boy.
“Lo’ak was hurting her, he had her on the ground and she was screaming.” The small boy pointed, “Go home.” Neteyam told the small boy before casting a disappointed gaze upon the both of you.
