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tsu’tey x cowgirl reader

who comes from a much different life on earth then the rest. of hot days in the sun. mucking stalls till hands ache. running after horses in pasture. up before the sun to make rounds in a freezing barn. that is before earth became uninhabitable for horses

you were brought in an effort to train pandoran animals. the rda figured with your background, and impressive record in the show ring, you could really do something out there. they were making absolutely no ground on their own

so youre sent to set up shop with some of the field guys to capture animals, get them rideable. train them to be working animals that can be used like the ones on earth

only issue is it’s much harder to train a horse when it’s 10x your size. so they cook up your very own avatar

it’s while you’re out trying to grab a direhorse that you meet him. and oh does tsu’tey hate you. he pins you to the ground, knocking your headset off your face and snarling into your ear

you give up a good fight, bruising him up and leaving a nasty scar on his shoulder. he does not forget you after this. and his hate begins to boil and churn within him

when he sees you suddenly with jake sully, tagging along his training, he charges at you. it’s jake that gets in the way.

they sent you here with him to try and cover better ground with the animals, learn the ways of the navi bc you and your guys back at base and not having the best time. a direhorse and quarter horse are not interchangeable

“wouldn’t do that if i were you big guy.” you smile

and tsu’tey curls his lips in disgust, but drops the knife.

you learn fast, warriors teaching you their own secrets on how to approach, to listen or body langue. each mount has its quirks, and soon enough you find yourself on the back of one. bonding together to feel. if you had this ability on earth you would’ve been the best damn rider in the ring

you soften learning the ways. understanding to feel. and you can’t let yourself play as a pawn for the rda to use such creatures for their own advantage

tsu’tey sees this change in you. and he takes it upon himself to teach you. riding through the forest till you reach the bend of a stream, quieter here than most parts of the forest.

“why are you training me now?”

“i am the best rider. “ he simply says at your probing questions.

“i was the best on earth. “ you counter back. sliding on the back of you horse for the day, akanai.

“you have direhorse?” he grunts, crouching over the water and bringing a cupped hand to his face to wash.

“we had them once. different, a lot smaller. they don’t exist anymore. they took them all.” a pained smile marks your face.

“they take your mounts?”

“yes. when the water dried up. and the food stopped. the people in charge told us that animals were a waste of what little we had left. and they took my babies.”

“it is a sad thing.”

“it was. but it was a long time ago.”

“you ride direhorse well, for a demon. “

you chuckle softly. “don’t get all sappy on me.”

he tilts his head, ears twitching. “what is sappy?”

“a saying. means emotional. “

he frowns like he’s offended. “it is the truth. “

“i know. thank you. “

heading back to camp with a small smile on your face and wondering why your face heats up when he stares at you like that. why you keep dreaming of him, of a life together where you ride as much as your heart desires. knowing damn well the one you desire most is truly him

It’s mid august, you come into our room after putting our other children to bed. I’m laying there, a week over-due, gravid and heavy, fans blasting at me from every angle because I’m so pregnant I can’t stand the heat.

“They’re both asleep,” you whisper, carefully watching your every tone to make sure you don’t disturb me. My eyes flutter open and fill with tears. “Get this fucking baby out of me,” I beg, tears dripping down my checks.

You smirk a little bit and try to hold back from laughing, slowly shaking your head. “Baby, you know the last two didn’t come for weeks after your due date..” you slowly make your way over to the bed, lean down to grip my heavy belly. “You know just as well as I do, this one’s not coming for a while. I can’t do anything about it.”

I break into a sob, shaking my head. “Please, please at least try, I am so fucking pregnant.”

You listen to my words carefully and lean back, really realizing how true they were. I am beyond pregnant, my body is at its breaking point, my belly so swollen it doesn’t even look humanly possible, my engorged tits dripping with milk because you got me pregnant immediately after the last one and I’m still breast feeding.

“I’m sorry, love, but you know you probably have a couple of weeks left, nothing we try has ever worked..” you say quietly, leaning back down to rub my heavily pregnant belly gently.

I growl, reach up and grab the back of your neck, tears tears streaming down my face. “I need you to fuck me until my water breaks. Now.”

You chuckle a little bit and move your hand down to my swollen pussy, which is already dripping in anticipation. “I can try, but you know as soon as you push this one out, I’m just going to fill you with another..” you start to rub tiny circles around my swollen clit, and my hips start to buck at just that gentle movement. Pregnancy has made me so horny.

I let out a loud sigh and shake my head “stop touching me, just fucking get this baby out of me.” You roll your eyes and easily throw me into position, even though I’m so heavily pregnant, your strong arms have no problem throwing me around. I’m now on my hands and knees, my belly so big and heavy it’s pressing into the mattress and leaving a heavy indent, even being on all fours. You slowly undo your belt and drop your pants from behind me. “Baby, this won’t work. You’ll be pregnant for atleast another week or two and I’m going to enjoy every second of it,” you mumble before slowly slipping your hard cock into me, letting out a gasp. “Fuck, baby, your pussy feels so much better when you’re this over due…” you slowly slide your cock in and out, knowing if you go and faster, you’ll blow your load immediately and I’ll be even angrier.

You reach down and grasp my aching, heavy belly with both hands. “God baby, you’re so fucking pregnant…” I let out a sign of relief as you lift up the weight, nodding slowly. “I know. Get this fucking baby out.” You laugh a little, continuing to stroke my belly as you thrust your cock in and out.

My Call of Duty hyperfixation is coming back.