#zdinarsk

The hum of the RDA base at Bridgehead never really stopped, even in the dead of Pandora's night. It was a constant drone of machinery, distant shouts from patrols, and the occasional hiss of venting steam from the hydro systems. Walker had just wrapped up another shit detail—some recon sweep through the forests that ended with her squad wasting ammo on a pack of viperwolves. She was soaked in sweat and grime, her blue skin streaked with mud and that weird, iridescent glow from the bioluminescent crap that clung to everything on this godforsaken rock. At 9'5", she towered over most of the human marines she passed on her way to the showers, her muscles coiled like springs under that dark green crop top she'd worn that day. Her braided hair needs a wash, and that camo bandanna was soaked in sweat.

She hated this life. Hated being a Recom, a fucking hybrid clone with human memories jammed into a Na'vi body. It felt like wearing someone else's skin, but after a while, you just learned to own it. Walker was good at that—owning the rage, the sarcasm that sliced through conversations like her customized Y70 Bullpup Rifle. She'd spent hours in the gym at the base, pumping iron until her arms burned, all to prove she wasn't just some lab-grown freak. And yeah, she had contempt for the Na'vi, those tree-hugging savages who'd cost her—well, her original self—everything in the Battle of the Tree of Souls. But out here, contempt was just fuel.

Zdinarsk, or Z-Dog as everyone called her, was already in the showers when Walker stomped in. Z-Dog was a piece of work, taller than Walker by a good foot and packing that wiry strength that came from pure, unfiltered attitude. Her short mohawk with side-shaves with its messy braid. she looks like she was ready to start a bar fight in some dystopian hellhole. Tattoos snaked across her blue skin—colorful patterns that twisted around her arms and down her back and on her neck and breast, marking her as the rebellious type. She had those sharp yellow Na'vi eyes that missed nothing, and a smirk that could cut glass. Loyal to Quaritch's squad, sure, but Z-Dog didn't kiss ass; she dished it out. Cocky as hell, always throwing sarcasm like grenades, thriving on that banter that kept things from getting too serious in their line of work.

The showers were a dim, steamy refuge, tucked away in the back of the barracks. No one else was around—most of the squad was out on patrol or passed out in their bunks. The water pounded down in hot streams, fogging up the mirrors and turning the air thick enough to chew. Walker stripped off her gear without a word, tossing her crop top and camo shorts into a heap. Her body was a masterpiece of engineered muscle, every curve honed from training. Her blue skin glistened under the lights, and her nipples were a deep purple, already pebbling from the chill before the water hit. She didn't bother with modesty; in this unit, you got used to seeing each other naked. It was just bodies, tools for the job.

Z-Dog glanced over, leaning against the tile wall with one hand, letting the water cascade over her. She was naked too, her tattoos gleaming like war paint. Her purple clit peeked out slightly from between her legs, already swollen from the heat or something else—Walker wasn't sure. Z-Dog's eyes raked over Walker's form, that trademark smirk playing on her lips. "Look at you, Walker. All bulked up like you're about to bench-press a thanator. What's the matter? Those Na'vi bastards get under your skin again?"

Walker snorted, stepping under a showerhead and letting the water pound against her. It felt good, washing away the grime, but it didn't touch the itch deeper inside. "Fuck off, Z-Dog. You try hauling ass through those vines for hours. At least you got to sit pretty in the dropship." Her voice was rough, laced with that unforgiving edge she couldn't shake. But there was something else there, a spark of something unspoken. They'd been dancing around it for weeks—those lingering looks during briefings, the way Z-Dog's sarcasm always seemed to linger a beat too long.

Z-Dog chuckled, pushing off the wall and moving closer. The steam swirled around them, making the air feel electric. "Sitting pretty? Please. I was the one covering your ass out there. You owe me one, girl." She reached out, trailing a finger down Walker's arm, her touch light but deliberate. Walker's breath hitched; she wasn't used to this kind of vulnerability. In their world, showing weakness meant death, but here, in the privacy of the showers, it felt… possible.

The plot was simple, really. Just two soldiers blowing off steam after a rough day. No grand declarations, no dramatic confessions. It started with a look, a challenge in Z-Dog's eyes that Walker couldn't ignore. "What, you think you're tough enough to handle me?" Z-Dog teased, her voice dropping low, almost a growl. Walker met her gaze, feeling that familiar rush of adrenaline, the one that usually came from combat but now twisted into something hotter, more primal.

Without another word, Z-Dog closed the distance, her hands grabbing Walker's hips with that rough, no-nonsense grip she was known for. Walker's heart pounded, her body responding before her mind could catch up. The water rained down, mixing with the sweat and steam, as Z-Dog pushed her back against the tile. "Let's see what you've got," Z-Dog murmured, her breath hot against Walker's ear.

And just like that, it escalated. Z-Dog dropped to her knees, water splashing around her, and dove in with that fearless energy. She roughly ate out Walker, no preamble, no gentleness. Her tongue lashed against Walker's purple clit, sucking and nipping with a ferocity that made Walker's knees buckle. "Fuck, Z-Dog," Walker gasped, her hands tangling in Z-Dog's short mohawk, pulling her closer. It was raw, filthy, the kind of act that spoke to their personalities—Z-Dog taking charge, Walker surrendering just a little, her sarcasm melting into moans.

Z-Dog's mouth was relentless, her lips wrapping around Walker's folds, tongue delving deep into the dripping wetness. Walker's cunt was a sight—blue skin flushed darker with arousal, juices mixing with the shower water, tasting like salt and something wild, elemental. Z-Dog lapped it up, her own purple nipples hard as diamonds against Walker's thighs. "Taste so fucking good, you bitch," Z-Dog growled between licks, her voice muffled but full of that cocky edge. Walker could feel the vibration of it, her body arching as Z-Dog's teeth grazed her sensitive spots.

Walker had spent so long being the strong, unforgiving soldier, but this—Z-Dog's mouth on her—made her feel amazing. She ground down harder, riding Z-Dog's face like it was the last thing she would do. Her hips bucked, pussy sliding over Z-Dog's tongue, the friction building that delicious pressure. "Don't stop, you sexy dyke," Walker snarled, her braids whipping as she threw her head back. The steam clouded everything, making it feel like they were in their own world, just two Recoms finding solace in each other's bodies.

Z-Dog didn't stop; she gripped Walker's ass, pulling her closer, burying her face deeper. Walker's juices coated her chin, dripping down in rivulets that the water couldn't wash away fast enough. It was messy, naughty as hell, with Z-Dog's fingers digging into Walker's flesh, leaving marks that would bruise later. Walker came hard, her body shaking, a guttural cry echoing off the tiles. But they weren't done; this was just the start.

Panting, Walker pushed Z-Dog back, switching roles with that sarcastic fire in her eyes. "My turn, you smug asshole," she said, her voice husky. Z-Dog grinned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, then laid back on the wet floor, spreading her legs wide. Her blue skin glistened, her purple clit swollen and begging for attention. Walker knelt between them, grabbing Z-Dog's thighs and diving in, eating her out with the same roughness she'd just endured.

Z-Dog's hands flew to Walker's braids, yanking hard, guiding her movements. "That's it," Z-Dog hissed, her hips bucking up. Walker's tongue worked magic, lapping at Z-Dog's folds, sucking on her purple clit until it pulsed. The taste was intoxicating—musky, sweet, purely Z-Dog. Walker felt a rush of power, Zdinarsk was at her mercy. Z-Dog's moans were music, raw and unfiltered, her body writhing under Walker's mouth.

They went at it for what felt like hours, the water still pounding around them, turning their skin slick and sensitive. Walker and Zdinarsk tried something. Z-Dog grabs her queue and brings it up to Walker's. Walker's queue latches onto Z-dog's. Connecting them. Z-dog and Walker's eyes dilate. They could feel each other's bodies. Zdinarsk can feel and taste Walker eating her own cunt. Walker can feel her own tongue on Zdinarsk's pussy. It was insane. Walker knows Zdinarsk will not last much longer.

Z-dog cums. She squirts all over Walker's face. Walker squirts too. Feeling her own tongue on Zdinarsk's pussy was heavenly.

After Z-Dog came with a shuddering gasp, she flipped them over, laying on her back and spreading her legs even wider. "Come on, Walker. Let's finish this right," she said, her voice breathless but commanding. Walker positioned herself between Z-Dog's legs, their pussies aligning perfectly. Their dripping blue Na'vi cunts ground together in a scissoring rhythm, the friction electric. Walker's folds slid against Z-Dog's, purple clits rubbing, juices mingling in a filthy mess. "Oh, fuck, yes," Walker groaned, her hands on Z-Dog's hips, pulling her closer. They ground harder, bodies slapping together, the sound echoing in the steam.

It was intense, their movements synced like a well-oiled machine, built from years of combat training. Z-Dog's eyes locked on Walker's, that smirk gone, replaced by pure desire. "Feels so good, you bitch," Z-Dog panted, her tattoos flexing as she thrust up. Walker could feel every inch, the heat building until they both climaxed again, waves of pleasure crashing over them.

But they pushed further. Walker bent over, presenting herself, and Z-Dog took the cue, rimming her with that same rough enthusiasm. Her tongue circled Walker's tight hole, just under her tail, tasting the musk, making Walker shudder. Zdinarsk's tongue. Lapping at her anus. Inside her anus. Zdinarsk rubs the base of Walker's tail. Walker's eyes widen. This was new. She starts shuddering. It was incredible. Zdinarsk lapping at her anus and at the base of her tail. Walker closes her eyes and squirts again. A jet of fluid shooting out of her pussy. Walker breathlessly and shakily stands up and then they switched, Walker returning the favor, her mouth on Z-Dog's ass, exploring every inch. Zdinarsk moans and rubs her asshole back and forth on Walker's tongue. "Oh, sweet Fucking shit!!" Zdinarsk's pussy and asshole clench. Walker sucks and slides her tongue back and forth into Z-dog's asshole. She shakes and trembles. "I had no idea……Fuck……That we had another clit….there" Zdinarsk buries her face into her elbows. She should have paid more attention to the lab rats about Na'vi reproduction. She knew about the tsaheylu. But no one had mentioned another clit in her ass. But fuck it felt good.

Zdinarsk's pussy clenches and she squirts. Walker moans into her asshole and Zdinarsk's fluids gush onto the floor. Walker pulls back. Saliva all over her chin and lips. A string of saliva connecting her anus and mouth. Zdinarsk collapses onto her stomach and moans. This was the best fuck she has ever had. Knowing Walker. She will probably be going to all the boys rooms tonight trying out the new G spot. Zdinarsk sighs and looks up at Walker

                                                                                                                               Hope you enjoy. 

Zdinarsk was walking down a long corridor towards the Recom barracks. Her heavy boots clunking on the hard cold ground. Loudly echoing down the many halls of Bridgehead. Her tail sways in time with her hips as she walks. Zdinarsk is still getting used to the new appendage. Yesterday she had accidently knocked over two soldier's plates of food to the floor. Embarrassed she had walked away and not visited the cafeteria for a few hours.

Zdinarsk turns a corner and walks over to a large door at the end of the hall. The hall's ceiling got taller and taller. made to accommodate the tall frames of her and her squad's new bodies. Her yellow eyes rake over the Deja blu squad patch that Zhang had painted onto the door. Zdinarsk grabs her I.D card and swipes it on the scanner. it beeps with a green light and the words 'Approved' flashes before the door slides up with a hiss.

Zdinarsk takes a step into the common room. Two large couches that suits the recoms were manhandled in by Lopez and Prager a couple of days ago. Prager said it was to make the room more 'Homey'. Zdinarsk walks further into the common room and takes in her new home. It has a small living room with a large TV. A fixed carpet on the floor with a small coffee table near the couch. In the corner of the living room is a small gym set up. Dumbbells and weights were set up for the recoms as well.

Zdinarsk turns to look at the kitchenette area is. A fridge and a stove and a sink were there. A large table with chairs made to fit the recoms was there as well. This area was Mansk's domain. He loved cooking the squad's meals here. Though when he was out most of the recoms went to the cafeteria to eat because no one can cook better than Mansk.

Zdinarsk glances down the hallway that contains 12 doors. 12 rooms to all the recoms. Walker and Zdinarsk's rooms were side by side. Walker's room was the furthest one down the hall and after that was the bathrooms. Zdinarsk's ears pin to the sides of her head. Where is everyone?

Zdinarsk decides to go and annoy Walker. She walks down the hallway and comes to a halt Infront of the furthest door with the name on the front 'M. Walker'. 

Zdinarsk knocks on the door loudly and when Walker opens it. Zdinarsk grins at her and mutters "Sup?" before walking in. Her tail whips around as she flops onto Walker's bed. The very same one that she and Walker had fucked on the night before.

Walker shakes her head at Zdinarsk's behavior and looks down at her amusedly. "What have you been up to?"

Zdinarsk opens one of her eyes to look up at Walker who had a shit-eating grin. "Nothin'." She rolls onto her back and chuckles to herself. Suddenly remembering something funny she had seen today. "You will never guess what I saw this morning. Fuck it was funny."

"Oh? What is so funny that it was able to make tough old Z-dog laugh?"

"I caught Brown jerking off in his room when I was told to get him for breakfast. You should have seen his face! Purple all over!"

Walker chuckles with Zdinarsk. She runs a hand through her braids and leans on the bedframe. "Quaritch sent me and Lopez to take his kid we caught in the ambush. Spider. He has got a bit of a mouth on him. He called Lopez so ugly that a pack of Viperwolves would be too scared to attack him."

"Is the kid wrong?"

"Heh. No, I will give the kid that one. Lopez was pretty insulted."

"No Shit. Lopez gets offended by everything and anything."

Walker smirks. The tip of her fang poking through her lips. She glances at her watch and looks down at Zdinarsk. Her tail whips back and forth. She walks over and sits on the edge of the bed and leans down and starts untying her shoelaces. Once done she pulls off her boots and then off comes her socks. She stands up barefooted and glances down at Zdinarsk. Zdinarsk lays on her side. Rubbing her hand on her thigh as she watches Walker.

"Walker?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you feeling horny?" Zdinarsk smirks after she says that statement. Walker's heart spikes up and her eyes widen as she looks down into Zdinarsk's two yellow beautiful orbs. She can never get tired of Zdinarsk's sexy smile. It's so beautiful. Zdinarsk's blue lips are made for kissing.... Fuck Walker wants that mouth on her cunt. Memories of the night before makes Walker's breath hitch and she looks down at Zdinarsk. Her tail coming to a halt. "Why? Do you want to fuck me?"

Zdinarsk smiles wickedly. Her two fangs peeking out from behind her blue lips. She sits up and roughly grabs Walker's wrist and pulls her down. Zdinarsk squats above Walker. Her tail lashing in a frenzy behind her as she leans down and licks a stripe up Walker's blue cheek. Licking from the corner of her mouth to near her eye. Walker smiles and leans into it.

Zdinarsk pulls back slightly and stares at Walker intensely. "Strip." She stands up. Allowing Walker to stand up. Once Walker stands, she immediately reaches down and starts unbuckling her belt. Walker fumbles a few times but eventually unbuckles it. Once it unbuckles, she unbuttons her top button and pulls the zipper down. Once her camo shorts are around her ankles she kicks them to the side. Reaching down she pulls her green crop top up over her head. Leaving her in a black thong that is already dripping and a sports bra. "I have been waiting for this all Fucking day Z. You have no idea." She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra. The Black cups falling away to reveal medium sized breasts with hardening purple nipples. Zdinarsk does not hesitate to lean in and press her lips roughly to Walker's. Her tongue sliding into her mouth and battling with hers. After a while they pull back and rest their foreheads together.

"Fuck Z-dog......"

"Shhhhh......Just let me take care of you. I will make you feel so good." 

Zdinarsk slowly leans in and pecks Walker's lips before sliding down in front of Walker. Walker gasps as she feels Zdinarsk's fingers slowly rubbing her mound through the wet fabric of her thong. Walker slowly grinds her hips back and foreword onto Zdinarsk's fingers. Walker bites her lip as she looks down at Zdinarsk. Zdinarsk looks up at Walker and grins wickedly and leans in and presses a kiss on Walker's covered pussy.

"Say what you want baby."

"F-Fuck.....Z.....I....I want you to devour my pussy......"

"Shhhh.....Patience." Zdinarsk smirks before reaching up and slipping her fingers into the bit of cloth separating Walker's pussy from her. She pushes the panties aside. Revealing Walker's mound. Blue lips with purple velvety walls and a purple clit. Zdinarsk looks up at Walker and smirks. Her fangs coming into view again. Zdinarsk presses a loving ghost of a kiss to Walker's thigh before leaning in and kissing Walker's purple clit. Then she wraps her mouth around Walker's clit and sucks with a wet 'Pop!'. Walker moans and closes her eyes. She looks down at Zdinarsk who is roughly tonguing her entrance. Zdinarsk's tongue is roughly lapping at Walker's entrance. Sliding in and out repeatedly making Walker see stars.....

Zdinarsk closes her eyes and licks into Walker faster and faster. Pushing her face into Walker's mound until she can feel Walker's clit on her nose. She wiggles her tongue around in Walker's pussy. Lapping up her leaking wetness. Walker gasps and grabs Zdinarsk's short mohawk with her right hand. Walker moans loudly as she feels Zdinarsk laugh wickedly into her cunt. Walker feels Zdinarsk's laughter vibrating in her cunt. Walker's breathes come in short hard pants as she starts roughly grinding her hips back and forth slightly. Smearing Zdinarsk's mouth in her juices.

Zdinarsk pulls back after giving one last lick to Walker's clit. She replaces her tongue with three fingers which she thrusts back and forth into Walker's cunt. She looks up at Walker who is a moaning mess. "Shit Maria......I could get addicted to your pussy."

Walker laughs breathlessly and moans when Zdinarsk's fingers rub her G spot. "I thought you were already addicted to pussy."

"Who says you can't get addicted twice?"

Zdinarsk pulls her fingers out and stands up. She reaches down and unties her laces and pulls her socks off. She unbuckles her pants and pulls them down and kicks them away. She pulls her tank top and bra off and throws them into the pile of clothes. Once she is naked. She saunters back over to Walker. Her tail lashing. Walker smirks and lays on the edge of the bed. She pulls her legs up to her chest and lays her head back. Her tail whipping in excitement. Zdinarsk kneels down on the floor beside the bed and presses a wet sloppy kiss to Walker's asshole just below her tail before spitting a thick glob of spit onto her anus. Zdinarsk slowly pushes her tongue into Walker's asshole making Walker's tail move to the side. Zdinarsk smirks and starts bobbing her head back and forth. Her wet hot tongue sliding in and out of Walker's tight clenching hole. 

"Fuuuuuuuuck Z!"

Zdinarsk's ears perk up at that. Encouraged she starts bobbing her head faster. Lapping harder and faster into Walker's anus. Her tongue slurping and sucking on Walker's asshole entrance. Zdinarsk pulls back before spitting again. Saliva connecting her wet mouth to Walker's anus. Zdinarsk glances up at Walker who is a moaning mess. She smirks and buries her tongue back into her anus.

Walker reaches down and starts rubbing her clit in time with Zdinarsk's licks. Electricity shooting through her body. Walker's juices leak out of her cunt and slowly drip down to her asshole where Zdinarsk is going to town. Zdinarsk roughly licks into Walker. Faster and faster. Before Walker can cum. Zdinarsk pulls back and wipes her mouth on the back of her hand and smirks down at Walker. "You are just so fucking delicious Babe......". Zdinarsk pulls Walker onto the floor and lays on her back. She spreads her legs wide so Walker can sit on her thigh. Walker presses her pussy to Zdinarsk's and gasps as their wet clits press tightly together. "Fuck me Zdinarsk.....Fuck me."

"Fuck you huh?"

"Yes. Fuck me!" Walker starts grinding her pussy roughly into Zdinarsk's. Their clits rubbing together. Zdinarsk's and Walker's arousal slick their thighs and make it easier for them to hump into each other. Walker keeps grinding her pussy back and forth before Walker shakes and cries out as she cums. She collapses onto the ground beside Zdinarsk. riding out her orgasm. Zdinarsk stands up and kneels over Walker's face before lowering her pussy onto Walker's mouth. Zdinarsk smirks and grabs Walker's braids roughly as she starts roughly grinding her pussy on Walker's mouth. Walker sticks out her tongue and laps at Zdinarsk's entrance. Walker can taste Zdinarsk's juices leaking into her mouth. Zdinarsk moans and gasps when Walker roughly sucks on Zdinarsk's mound and wiggles her tongue into her cunt. Walker moans loudly making Zdinarsk tremble. She could feel every moan from Walker vibrating in her cunt. Zdinarsk Furiously grinds harder and faster on Walker's tongue before gasping as she sits up a bit. Walker's mouth a few inches away. Walker closes her eyes and presses a kiss to Zdinarsk's thigh. Walker stares exhaustedly at the roof and before she can comprehend anything. She felt Zdinarsk's sweet-tasting white goopy cum ooze out of her hole and land on Walker's face. Walker smiles when she feels Zdinarsk's cum and slowly opens her mouth to let some more of Zdinarsk's cum drop into her mouth. 

Zdinarsk leans down and presses her forhead to Walker's and kisses her deeply on the mouth. Zdinarsk can taste her own cum on Walker's lips. Zdinarsk licks Walker's lips before pulling back "Fuck.....I can't wait for tomorrow night."

"Me Neither."

 The end.

(A/N: hey y'all, tolerate it is one of, if not my favorite evermore song. also one of my top taylor swift songs in general. i felt inspired listening to it recently, so i decided to work some of my magik :3 hope y'all enjoy!! mwah)

(A/N: inspired by the song Diet Culture by Brye! i love the song and can relate to it as a mid/plus-size person. i wrote this for my friend (you know who you are) and thought she would like it! i've always felt insecure and i'm sure many of you have as well. i hope this can bring you some joy or comfort even in the slightest. enjoy!)

(A/N: heyy... hey.. im back :3. im sorry for leaving for SO LONG im dealing with a lot of personal stuff right now but im really trying to write more. i want to get faster at typing and i also needa feed my children. also most of this fic will be exposition and the events leading up to the climax like im not even joking its so long. hope yall enjoy this one. mwah) (and yes I based the songs on Taylor Swift and if you're gonna be in the replies being hateful, gtfo my page (kindly))