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See here for the og request! I think I rewrote this at least 6 times because I just hated every early draft im so sorry it took this long but I really love the version I ended up with!! Please let me know what y'all think and I hope you enjoy! My requests are always open, I love yall's ideas!!!! thank you so much to @niolo-tamtey for the request I hope you love it the most.

Tags: Misunderstanding trope, hurt x comfort, fingering (gender neutral description), brief handjob, p in gn!hole no protection, heavy makeout, nudity (DUH), public smex (in the woods)

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Itu had been waiting all evening for you to leave your tent. Everyone was around the fire, humans and na’vi alike, with Zeswa wine being passed around, celebrating your destruction of a group of RDA bases. The resistance base caves were full of laughter, the conversations between everyone were buzzing around the caves. He had spotted many friends playing their instruments and singing, some of the humans were teaching the na’vi songs from their home. Everyone was in high spirits despite the losses they had taken. Others not making the music were dancing and milling around camp, catching up with old and new friends alike.

He had been standing with So’lek and Teylan in one of the tents near yours, the latter chattering their ears off about some human technology he had been messing with all day. Try as Itu might, he could never understand Teylan’s obsession with screens and metal. He much preferred to be outside surrounded by nature. So’lek was working on making a huge pile of arrows, chiming in when Teylan paused to keep the conversation going. 

Itu was lost in his head, trying to plan how he would approach you when you came out of the tent. He had hoped to spend the evening by your side; he had missed the early days of you being found, when you two would go into the forest to hunt. You two had been almost joined at the hip but now he was lucky to see you more than once a week. 

The one thing all three of those men waiting had in common, was you. Itu prided himself on being able to read others body language. He always chalked it up to his advanced and honed hunting skills, but it came in handy regardless. He had noticed how often So’lek would trail behind you at the resistance base and hometree, the way Teylan always spoke to you through your coms, even when they were on a hunt together. It wasn’t hard to piece together.

But they weren’t the only three waiting on you to get there, he took note. He spotted Okul who was conveniently placed nearest to your tent, chatting with Nesim and Ri’nela. All three were not subtle as they checked the entrance to your tent often. They all wanted to be the one to claim your attention. So’lek was just as bad, his intense glare locked on the red flaps you had painted and decorated with yellow and purple swirls and slashes. 

 It became clear to Itu how many na’vi were interested in courting you after he and Okul would arrive at HQ around the same time that you would come walking through the main entrance. This happened more than three times before he caught on. So’lek was just as bad. He remembered several times all three had gotten to the aranahe hometree at the same time. Nefika had something to do with it he was convinced. 

You brought the sunshine everywhere you went, and it was addictive. Your laughter was loud and carefree, your happiness unrestrained. You were so optimistic even in the worst of times. Itu loved that you believed in people, not matter what they have done, you can still try to find some light and forgiveness if they showed true remorse. 

After Zomey died you were the only one that could make him smile, you helped the ache in his chest not feel so heavy. He had always felt more comfortable when he was in his forest surrounded by nothing but plants and the animals, but after meeting you he wanted to be in your company more and more. Lately, Itu felt like every time he got the chance to have some alone time, someone interrupted. 

So’lek was the first one to spot you walking out of your tent, but Okul beat him to the punch before he could even rise.

You had spent the day infiltrating and destroying bases looking for intel for So’lek and Alma so when you got back to camp you were ready to wash off all the blood and grime from the day and enjoy the celebration with everyone. You had taken the time to fully wash your hair and put in a few simple braids, just to hold a few decorations. You walked out in your favorite bright blue aranahe laced outfit, gifted to you by Nefika, hair flowing around your shoulders with small leaves peeking out. 

Itu let his eyes wander up and down your body admiring the paint you had used and the way the fabric hugged your body. There were white swirls curling their way up your arms and thighs, disappearing under your waist cloth, and he wondered if the swirls continued their way up. He would love to paint more if you wanted. He loved the idea of delicately painting your face, getting to hold you in a tender way, his hands wandering around your whole body.

“Tamtey! I was wondering when you would join us. Are you hungry? I can go make you something if you’d like?”  Okul’s purr was obvious to Itu and So’lek judging by the older mans scoff. Itu felt annoyance flicker in his stomach, Okul was always such a flirt.

You didn’t register their low flirtatious tone as you replied, “No that’s okay! Anufí told me to meet her in her tent so she can put some charms she made for me in my hair. I’ll probably eat after but thank you Okul! That’s so sweet of you.” The hand you place on their bicep was warm and seemingly friendly, but it sends a shock up their arm and blood rushed into their cheeks. You started walking in the direction of Anufí’s tent without another word, your bright smile given freely to everyone around you. 

Ri’nela greeted you as you passed by, and Nesim complimented your outfit, but Itu had a plan forming. Seeing that it would be a hard night to get your attention he would make you notice him. He would wait, while everyone else clamored to say hello he slipped away to put his half-baked plan into action. He would prove to you that he would be the best mate. If everyone else was planning on making a move, he would have to win the game. 

He had to move quickly as he needed enough time to make what he had in mind. The cool night air sent a shiver down his spine, but his mind felt alert. As he walked out of the cave system and his feet felt the cold ground under his feet he took a moment to admire the night sky. 

He found a pa’li near the tree line and soothed it quickly before they shot off across the forest towards the last sarentu campground in the north. 

You had told him about finding the camp where your clan had been killed by the RDA, how you found the blanket you had as a child and his heart broke for you. He was there for you as you sobbed into his shoulder after finding out the truth, the same way you had been there for him. Itu would never forget when you told him the pain you felt for your family that was ripped away. 

Now, as he raced through the clouded forest he was praying he could find what he was looking for. He wanted to bring a piece of your lost home into the new one he wanted to build with you. He hated watching the others fight for you attention and he figured he would ask for your hand to settle it once and for all.

When he got to the edge of the north woods, he smelled the poisonous gas you had mentioned and saw the way it affected the life in the area. The plants were withered and sickly, there was no signs of wildlife past the invisible barrier. He was disgusted by the destruction the humans had caused, and he felt his heart breaking again. 

 The pa’li he was riding slowed its step and he hopped off before peering into the yellow fog. He had a general idea of where to find the old campground; he just hoped to see a path through. He eventually saw a narrow path through the toxic gas, and he ran as fast as he could holding his breath until he found a pockets of breathable air. His eyes were burning and tears were running down his face as he went but he didn’t let the pain slow him down. He was getting used to the sting in his eyes. He knew that he could rinse in a stream after to clear out his eyes and he didn’t let the pain distract him. 

The forest looked haunting, skeletons of what they used to be. Even the dirt beneath his feet was different, felt drier and sharper against his feet. Imaginary corpses dotted the edge of his vision, and he shook his head to clear his thoughts. He knew it was just the gas messing with his head.

When he got to the ghost camp he stopped for a moment letting the heavy emotions settle on his shoulders. Itu always felt a deep connection to the land, and here he found only sadness. He could see the broken structures of where the sarentu clan had gotten comfortable. He saw the barely used firepits, hardly any ashes left in the pits. There were blankets and woven baskets torn and dirty littering the ground, along with bows broken and toys crushed and shoved into the mud. You had never specified where your mother had made her nest for you and your sister, but he sniffed the blankets searching for anything that smelt even a little like you. 

When he found a small woven red blanket on a camp spot tucked against a rock ledge, he caught a faint scent that was similar to yours, but he wasn’t sure. He looked around the other items hoping to find a sign it was indeed your family’s camp. He didn’t find much else, so he followed his nose and cut a small section off the bottom of the blanket and tucked the rest in his bag. It was tattered and the colors were faded but he hoped it would still look pretty on the arm band he thought to make. He had a few beads that he had been carving that he thought would look pretty with the faded red. Courting with a gift was a sign in na’vi traditions that the person was dedicated to the pairing, he hoped this proved his dedication.

He had been working on an armband to give you for your birthday but seeing the way you touched Okul’s shoulder changed his mind, it had to be tonight. He wanted to be the only one to feel your touch, the one who you point that blinding smile at the most. Tonight, would be the night he finally tells you how much he loves you. 

When he got back to the resistance camp his eyes were stinging a little and he had a feeling they would be red for a while. He practically ran to a crafting table, eager to get started. He made quick work of weaving the piece of cloth into the thin black leather straps he used to make the cuff base. He had to make sure the fabric wouldn’t come loose if you were in a fight. The small beads he made fit perfectly on the straps and went well with the red cloth from your baby blanket. Thanks to Nefika’s many lessons growing up he finished the armband quickly. 

When he walked back into the main room and the celebration was still raging. He spotted Teylan talking with one of the visiting Zeswa clan members, and they appeared to be in an intense conversation. So’lek was sitting by the fire sharpening his knives, the pile of arrows he made neatly stacked beside him. Itu noticed his gaze was roving over the crowds of na’vi and human, clearly looking for you. Itu took a moment to glance around hoping to find you before another could steal you away.  

Itu started moving in between all the bodies, but he was stopped short by Nefika. The older woman stepped into his path almost out of thin air. 

“Itu, I noticed you disappeared. Where did you go off to?” Her accented tone was sharp, like she was trying to reprimand the man for not asking to leave. Itu didn’t let it ruffle his attitude and smiled back at Nefika coyly. 

“I had to go and get some materials for a gift. If I didn’t know any better Nefika, I’d say you’re spending too much time to look for problems. It’s a party, remember?” Itu made sure to keep his tone teasing. His easy smile didn’t move and Nefika smiled as her gaze drifted off. She had found his cheek amusing.

After a moment she spoke again, this time softer, as if the pair were exchanging secrets, “You are going to attempt to mate Tamtey aren’t you?” Itu braced himself for some sort of teasing, but it never came.

“I see the way other look at them and I understand. Out of all of them… I think you would be the best choice for Tamtey. You have a strong heart, Itu. The spirit in you is unbreakable.” Without another word Nefika turned on her heels and walked over to the fire, grabbing another cup of Zeswa wine. Itu felt a glow in chest at Nefika’s words, and it filled him with confidence. 

He wandered around camp trying not to be obvious that he was searching for you. His eyes spotted you walking away towards the back entrance of the cave and his feet moved of their own accord. When he saw you leave the caves completely his feet sped up, wanting to catch you. He thought about calling out to you but ditched the idea quickly. Itu wanted it to appear casual, that he just so happened to end up in the same place as you. 

His heart rate picked up with every step he took, the arm cuff he had made squeezed tightly in his hands. His mind a whirlpool of what he could say but everything sounded too rehearsed. 

As Itu exited the cave, cold air meeting him again, his eyes scanned the surrounding woods and saw you enter the tree line and fade into the shadows. He couldn’t stop a smile from stretching across his face, he had a good feeling about meeting you out here. Meeting in the forest was a good sign; they wouldn’t be interrupted all the way out here. He wondered briefly what brought you so far from the party, but the wonder left as quickly as it came. He, out of everyone, would understand needing to take a breather away from the crowd. 

 His footsteps barely made any noise as he moved along the forest floor. His heart was still hammering in his chest as he tried to suppress the nerves welling inside of him. He wouldn’t let his mind wander to all the different outcomes, causing anxiety to bloom, instead choosing to keep his focus on his excitement. As he crossed the tree line into the shadows you disappeared to, he heard your faint giggle, followed by hushed words. 

'Are they with someone?’  His thoughts started to race and his palms got sweaty. He hadn’t noticed anyone else walking with you but maybe he missed it? He wanted to keep walking and see for himself, but his body wouldn’t move. His ears strained to hear the faintest sounds, and he picked up in a deeper voice talking in the same hushed tone. 

Itu’s excitement soured and he got the panicked thought to just run away but he finally stepped closer to the voices, his curiosity was burning in his chest. The warm glow Nefika had sparked in his chest was getting slowly suffocated. Creeping closer, he recognized the voice now, it was Okul. 

“Tamtey, I really did ask you to meet me out here to show you the odd vein pods! Getting a moment alone with you…that’s just a happy coincidence.” Okul’s flirtatious purr was back, and it felt like Itu’s heart was being squashed entirely. He took another step forward and saw the silhouette of you and Okul in the light of the colorful gas giant. The moon was shining enough that he could see Okul’s face clearly. 

All of Itu’s worst fears were coming true. He wanted to run away, spare himself the emotional turmoil but he couldn’t move his feet again. They were stuck in the ground as if his dread was locking them to the earth under him. His heart ached, spreading through his body at lightning speed. He held his breath as you spoke up again. 

“Oh? And what does that mean Okul?” You chuckled as you spoke, amused at his antics, again thinking they are just being playful. Completely unaware that Itu’s heart was shattering close by. 

“It means,” Itu saw Okul take a step and his brain gave him the painful vision of Okul crowding your space, probably bringing a hand up to your face to kiss you. He wished that was him. Itu’s vision got blurry as Okul continued in a soft whisper, “getting to see your face in the moonlight is a blessing from Eywa.” 

Itu couldn’t handle the pain anymore. He dropped the arm cuff he had made and sprinted away from you and Okul, deeper into the forest. He had Okul’s voice bouncing through his head and the pain in his chest threatened to consume him. He was a fool for leaving earlier. His own plan ruined the only thing he wanted for himself in this world. He debated never returning to camp, living out the remainder of his days alone. An extreme reaction, but there was no way he could stomach seeing you mated with someone else in that moment. 

Tears were streaming down his face as he ran but he didn’t bother to wipe them away. His mind was miles away; he didn’t take notice of anything around him as he ran. The clouded forest was nothing more than a cloudy green blur as he ran. Not even the ground under his feet was noticed by him. His brain was flashing pictures of Okul kissing you softly, holding you close to their chest. 

Itu stopped suddenly when the pain was too much to bear. He sunk to his knees, ignoring the pain of the sharp little rocks and sobbed his heart out. 

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“It means, getting to see your face in the moonlight is a blessing from Eywa.” Okul had stepped close enough to you that their chest was almost touching yours. Their words deeper meaning became clear when they cupped your face with one hand and leaned in to kiss you. 

Your hands rose quickly pushing Okul back slightly. “Wait Okul, what are you doing?” Your voice was higher and felt tight. Your ears flicked when you heard something fall on the ground near you and you turned your head sharply. You saw someone running through the woods and for a brief moment it looked like Itu. 

Your attention fell to the floor and you saw something that had been dropped. Okul followed you, babbling as you walked over and bent down to pick it up. Their words distracting you before could examine the cuff. 

“Tamtey I’m so sorry. I thought- I’m - well – I thought that you knew I was interested in mating with you all this time.” Their eyes were on the ground and they were speaking quickly, and you were speechless for a moment. They refused to meet your eye, but you were unsure of what to do in this situation.

In all the time you had known Okul you had never guessed that was why they were so friendly. You thought back to all the times they would touch you or talk to you in a softer tone then they spoke to others. You felt a bit embarrassed at not realizing it sooner. 

“No, Okul it’s okay. I’m sorry I never,” you trailed off dropping your gaze to the cuff you still had in your hands. It was made of black leather cords braided together with small honey-colored wooden beads woven into the pattern. What caught your attention was the faded red fabric that was also tucked between the braid. Every thought that you had left your head, Okul and the rest of the world dropped away as you realized. 

It was a piece of your baby blanket. 

The blanket you hadn’t brought yourself to bring home because you were afraid you would never stop crying. You had always regretted the choice, but you hadn’t had much down time lately, not enough to emotionally recover from going back to collect the blanket. 

But you had only shared that regret with one person. The same person that held you as you sobbed about it after you went.

‘But that means, IT WAS ITU THAT WAS RUNNING.’  That thought brought a gasp out of you that startled Okul. 

“I’m sorry Okul, I promise I’m not mad but, I have to go.” You grabbed their hands and looked into their eyes, “I don’t want to let this ruin our friendship. That part will never change, okay?”

They smiled slightly and nodded but they still looked confused. 

“I have to go. I’m sorry I’m not leaving like this because of you; I just have to go find someone right now.” The thought that Itu may have overseen what almost happened with Okul made you feel panicked and you don’t know why. You just knew you had to go see him right now and explain what actually happened. 

You didn’t notice Okul staring at your back until you faded into the night. They sighed before turning to go back to the party, sullen. 

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Itu had cried himself out and found himself sitting by the riverbank. He sat on one of the giant boulders with his knees curled up, his chin rested on his crossed arms. 

He let the sounds of the natural world lull him back to himself. He focused on how cool the breeze was as it licked at him while passing. The running water faded in with the ruffle of vines and leaves and viperwolves howls in the distance. He had no sense of time, but the night was beginning to lighten to dawn. The stars and Naranawm’s colors were fading. 

Itu allowed his brain to be empty, focusing only on the nature around himself. 

He knew eventually he would have to make a choice. To live watching you become a mated pair with another or find a new way to walk the world. Maybe he could live in solitude but, a part of him knew that kind of life was painful. 

The image of you walking around hometree arm and arm, that infectious smile you had given wildly now for another. His chest hitched and he squeezed his eyes shut, focusing again on the water. 

‘If that’s what Tamtey wants then at least they are happy, that’s all that matters.’

His mind slipped back into its soft lull, sleep calling his name. He resolved to head back to camp and sleep the heartbreak away. He could figure out what to do later when his brain had rest.

Itu stretched his legs out and stood. His body felt tense and tight as he climbed down, the sky getting lighter with every moment that passed. When he got further from the riverbank he thought he heard his name being called. His ears stood tall, tail freezing and his gaze scanning the tree line. 

Very faintly he was sure, someone was calling for him. He saw movement flash between the trees and his feet started moving. He had seen a flash of blue and the hope he thought had been squished, flickered in his chest. 

When he heard his name being called a third time, he recognized the voice calling out to him. 

It was you. 

You were out there looking for him. His heart swelled hearing your voice and he began to run following your voice. 

Your hair and bright blue outfit came into view, and he felt his breath stutter in his chest. 

You came looking for him. Did this mean you had left Okul? 

“Tamtey!” Your head snapped to him, stopping mid stride to spin towards him. 

“Itu!” Your feet were moving before you had time to think. You ran full speed and launched yourself at him, clinging as tight as a babe to their mother. You still had that twisted feeling in your gut, spending the past two hours looking for him had made the twinge feel worse. You were afraid to name the feeling, something precious you had never thought you would have. But having him here in your arms now, the knot loosened and the feeling became the answer. 

When you pulled away you could see Itu’s face clearly as you spoke, his eyes rimmed with red, “I came looking for you, did you make this?” The question had been burning in your mouth the whole time you were looking for him. You pulled the cuff out of your hip pouch and cradled it in your hands as you showed him. Itu flinched and closed his eyes, turning his head away from you. 

“Itu,” you softened your voice to a low whisper, “please, I have to know. Did you make this for me?” You put a hand on his arm and ducked your head to meet his eyes. 

Itu felt his heart hammering in his chest. The joy he felt seeing you looking for him was at war with the racing questions he had for you. He was scared what you would say if he admitted that he had made the arm cuff but had accepted Okul’s advances. He swallowed his fear and squared his shoulders. Now was not the time for him to lose his nerve, he decided.

“Yes, I made it for you. I’m in love with you Tamtey. Ever since we met, I-” He swallowed again, “I am addicted to your light, the joy you have brought me in my darkest hour proved to me you’re the one meant to be my mate. You have been the biggest blessing from Eywa, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life.” His bright yellow eyes stared deeply into your own and you couldn’t stop the biggest smile from breaking out.

Elation burned through you and instead of responding you crushed your mouth to his. He let out a small noise in surprise before his arms wrapped around you and he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. You brought your hands up to cup his face as you pulled back just to rest your forehead on his. 

“Does this mean you want to be my mate?” Itu’s voice was a whisper, but you could hear the trepidation in his voice. 

You giggled and kissed him chastely on the lips, “Yes Itu, I want to be with you for the rest of my life.” You had barely gotten the sentence out before he hoisted you in the air. Your legs wrapped around his waist and your laughter filled the early dawn sky. 

You looped your arms around his neck, and his hands squeezed you tight as you brought your lips to his again. His lips were soft against yours, tasting sweet, this was something you could never get tired of. 

“I see you, Itu.” You whispered against his lips, and his smile widened. 

“I see you, Tamtey.” Itu murmured back.

You leaned in to kiss him softly, but after a moment heat built up in you. You felt his tongue slide against your bottom lip and his hands wrapped around your waist tighten. He tilted his head and you open your mouth letting him have the upper hand. Feeling his warmth under you, supporting you fully was attractive, you loved his strength. All the years he spent being a hunter and lately a fighter, had turned him into lean, hard muscle. As his tongue twisted with yours his hands moved to cup the underside of your thighs, and got closer to your center, leaving tingles burning along your skin.

You started to slowly rock your hips on his abdomen, chasing the pleasure that tingled through you and you felt his breath hitch. His fingers were digging into your skin, and he let you drop down lower, so your hips were rubbing on his already hard length. 

A smiled pulled at your lips as you continued to kiss him. It made you feel a hunger, the heat pooling low in your body; he was already this hard for you.

Pulling back, you peck him on the lips before releasing your legs hold. He lets your feet hit the ground but keeps a hold on your waist, reluctant to let go. His eyebrows pull together and you bring a hand to his chest. 

“I’ve heard you’re meant to mate in front of Eywa for the first time but,” you bite your lip and hope the lust you felt was reflected in your eyes. You brought your lips close to his and your eyes fluttered, “I don’t think I can wait that long, Itu.” You don’t have to wait long until his lips were on yours again, one of his hands drifting lower to grab at your ass. You let out a moan that encouraged him to go lower as your hands squeezed his biceps and your tail wrapped around his wrist.

“You cannot wait for me Tamtey?” His voice rumbled through his chest and sent vibrations to your nipples. A soft breathy moan fell from your lips and Itu’s hand slipped farther between your legs. His lips kissed the corner of your lips and trailed down your cheeks to your neck. Your thighs pressed together as your hips pressed into his. 

“Not when you kiss me like that Itu.” Your voice was breathy and your mind felt hazy, already drunk on his mouth. Your hands moved to his chest, sliding down to get your hands under the hem of his top. His skin was smooth over his abs; you could feel him shiver under your touch. Itu was ghosting his teeth over your skin, his lips caressing your throat, you loved the way his teeth felt. 

Your nails were dragging along his skin, moans getting more frequent as his lips moved lower. His teeth nipped at your collar bones, and you crushed your hips with his, needing more then just friction. 

You pulled back and pulled your top off in one move, his lips leaving your skin briefly. Itu’s hands rose to envelop your chest with his hands, drawing a hiss from you. His eye had deepened to a gold as he stared at you. Your hands then pulled at the edge of his top, he understood the request and wordlessly pulled it off, throwing it on top of the pile of your clothes. 

Your hands instantly went back to his chest, following the stripes. His tanhì glowing in the dawn. Biting your lip, your hands go to lower, admiring the feel of his muscles. His eyes close and he tenses under hands, hoping you’ll go lower.

“I can’t wait anymore you’re right, Tamtey.” One of his hands dropping to the apex of your legs, a loud lewd moan in his ear that made his cock twitch. “What do you need ma yawne?” His hands rubbed at you teasingly and your hands were holding onto his chest to keep your legs straight. 

You kissed him deeply, your tongue pushing his mouth. One of your hands slipped to grab his wrist, stilling his moments. Breath heaving, you pulled your other hand off his chest and untied the knot of your tewng, letting it fall to the ground, kicking it over to your top. Itu was practically drooling seeing you fully nude, his hands didn’t know where he wanted to caress you first. 

His hands dance along your side as his gaze wanders slowly up your body. 

“I need you,” Your hand pulled his back down to your thighs, letting him feel how warm and willing you were. His eyes close and he moans, hand cupping you gently. You kiss his neck, letting go of his wrist and bringing your hands to his neck. Moving his head so you have enough room, you kiss a line of fire up Itu’s neck with open mouth kisses. His hand moving to feel your entrance, teasing you. Your lips suck a bruise on his neck before you move lower to his chest. You lick from his pec up to his collarbone, his groans going straight to your core.

“Itu,” You place an open-mouthed kiss to his sternum, and his eyes are glued to you, the deep gold burning down at you. “I need you to take off your pants.” You stand up straight as his hands rush to take off his tewng, tossing it with the rest. His cock bounced against his abs, and you felt saliva rush pool in your mouth. His base started a light blue, like the blue in the center of his chest, and it faded to the lavender tip. His cock looked thick, and he was feeling smug seeing you speechless by it. 

“You’re staring Tamtey.” His hushed voice made you quiver, making the wanting ache inside you. 

“You’re stunning Itu.” You dragged your gaze away from his impressive cock to meet his gold eyes. You could see how your words affected him, his pupils getting blown wide. You wrapped a hand around his cock and leaned in to kiss him. His hips instantly started to rock in your hand, moans getting drowned in your mouth. Your other hand went to your chest tweaking one of your nipples, you wanted your greedy hole to be ready for him later. 

You jerked his cock slowly, enjoying the velvet feeling. When a bead of precum leaked from the tip you used your thumb to spread it around the head of his cock. His hips thrusted in your fist at that, his kiss getting sloppy. Your hands felt better than he had ever imagined. 

You pulled your lips off him when he pulled back. It seemed Itu was now the impatient one. He grabbed one of your legs, wrapping it around his hip and your hands flew to his shoulders to keep you steady. You could feel his cock bob against your entrance, but it was his fingers that touched you first. 

Itu puts one of his fingers in his mouth, sucking to make sure its wet enough before it moves down to your pulsing core. He circles you a few times before pushing in slowly. You throw your head back, a wordless moan as you feel him begin to push in deeper. 

When he gets to the base of his finger you clench around him. “Yes, ma yawne. You feel so tight around me, I need to stretch you out a bit to fit me.” His finger is moving faster and all you can do is let the filthy moans fall from your lips. Itu loves hearing you, the sound of you panting and moaning for him is music to his ears. His cock is throbbing, aching to be buried in you. 

“More, Itu.” You manage to make out, your own hips starting to meet his finger, pushing it deeper. 

The smile he gives you in cocky, he knows he’s good with his hands. He pushes in a second and you gasp at the stretch. His fingers quicken their pace, and you feel like you’re going to combust. He curled his fingers inside of you and all your breath rushed out of you. 

“Uhm yes Itu, right there!” His mouth went to your neck again, licking and sucking at your flesh. His fingers, speeding up inside you, hit the soft spot that was sending shivers up your spine. Your orgasm was coming at lightning speed and his teeth bit you as you came undone around his fingers. His hand was soaked in your cum and the moan you let out would be in his dreams, he was sure. 

Your legs were shaking but his fingers only slowed, savoring the feeling of your wrecked hole twitching and tightening on his fingers. He couldn’t wait till you were twitching around his cock like that. His tongue quickly licked over the faint bitemark before kissing down your chest. The hand inside you gently pulled out when you had completely ridden out your high and he brought his fingers to his mouth, wanting to taste your cum. 

When his finger touched his tongue, he let out a sinful moan, his tongue swirling between his two fingers. He sucked until they were clean, his eyes closed in bliss. 

One of your hands went back down to your entrance collecting some of your own juice before grabbing his cock. His mouth popped open feeling your slick hand jerking him off and his eyes opened, burning into yours. 

“Are you ready to fuck me Itu?” Your voice was a hoarse whisper. His fingers dropped from his mouth and your lips rushed up to meet his. He let your leg drop to the ground and his hands gripped your waist, squeezing you tight enough you thought there might be bruises later. Through the kiss you could feel how wet and plump his lips felt against yours.  Your hand was moving quicker, his cock had stringy beads of cum leaking out of it. 

You swallowed his moans, sucking lightly on his tongue, hand still gliding up and down his thick cock. You can feel it throbbing in your hand and you pull it away before he cums. He let out a whine, but you spin around in his grip and press your ass against him, feeling his cock line up with your ass. His hands go to your cheeks, spreading you open for himself to admire.

“You are so needy for me Tamtey, I love seeing you so desperate for my cock” He grabbed his cock and rub the head around your entrance. Your arms wrap around his neck behind you, arching your back and pressing his length flush against your opening. He spits onto his fingers and rubs it around your pulsing entrance.

“Please, Itu” you pour all your pleading into your voice. His lips brush against your neck as he lined himself up, you stood on the tips of your toes to help him slide into you. 

You both let out a moan as he stretched you open. He sank slowly, letting you feel every inch fill you up until he bottomed out. You clenched yourself to savor the impression of his thick dick. He hissed as you tightened around him, his hips beginning to move as his hands moved up to cup your chest. He flicked your nipple, loving the sounds you were making for him.

He pulled his hips back further to snap into you, you can feel him deep inside, the feeling almost overwhelming. You put your arms down, using one hand to rub yourself chasing another orgasm. You could feel him managing to get deeper inside you and you were rocking your hips in tempo with him. The sound of your ass slapping against his thighs mixed with both your moans fills the forest, but you don’t care. In that moment all you can think about is Itu’s fat cock splitting you in half. 

“Yes, Tamtey, I’ve waited so long for this. You feel so good around me. Fuck, you love this huh? Love how much I stretch you out ma yawntu?” Itu’s warm breath in your ear sped your hand up, if he kept at this restless pace you were going to cum soon. 

His hand dropped from your chest and back to your hips, pulling you back into him faster. Your moans were getting higher, your walls fluttering around him. 

“Itu, y-yes, just like that, p-please d-d-don’t stop.” Your words slurred together and your body felt hot all over. Your hand went faster trying to match his thrusts and your orgasm ripped through you.

The scream you released was muffled halfway through by Itu’s hand that covered your mouth tightly. His thrusts slowed as he helped you ride out your high for the second time. You had started to relax, and his hand dropped from your mouth, but he didn’t stop thrusting inside you. When he thought you had come down enough he started to speed up again. 

Your hole felt used and wrecked, fully stretched open from his cock and still sensitive from your two orgasms. You whined pathetically as he sped up, you were squeezing him so tight it made him lose control. His hips slammed into you without mercy and his groans felt hot against your ear. 

“Tamtey,” he panted, “I want to cum inside you, please.” He begged, you were loving the merciless pace and whined when he asked to cum inside. You were too lost in the pleasure to answer him, but you nodded frantically, whimpers and moans all you could say. He pumped three more times before you felt his hot cum spurting inside you. His forehead rested between your shoulder blades, catching his breath. 

When he slowly pulls his cock out you whine at the loss but turn and face him. He places his forehead on yours and you both pant in exhaustion. Itu becomes very aware of the fact it is early morning, and he hasn’t slept a wink. Not to mention both of you are stark naked. He can feel the exhaustion settling in but the glow of fucking you is stronger. He’s holding you in his arms and a smile spread across his face at the sight of you. He can hardly believe it, you would be his mate soon, and this was the first of many passionate fucks.