Masterlist ; Rut/Heat/Knotting Info
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Characters: Perv!Sub!Lo’ak Sully (20) x Na’vi Reader (20)
Warnings: extreme nsfw, smut, aged up characters, perverted behaviour, sub lo’ak, extreme orgasm denial/control/edging, multiple orgasms, profanity, slight oral sex (m receiving), handjob
Author’s Note: Despite edging being my second favourite this isn’t my best work. Writers block is a hell of a thing lol, none the less I hope you enjoy!
Synopsis: Lo’ak has been spying on you for some time now. You finally catch him in the act, what happens now?
One of your favourite things on Pandora. You love nothing more than stripping down and dipping into the warm water under the height of the eclipse. It’s truly the best time to go swimming in a hot spring, body heating up with the water in the cool night. Bioluminescence glowing so brightly around your figure, it moves along with you as you take languid laps from bank to bank.
And the moment weariness washes over your body, you float on your back, extremities splayed out. Your body bobs in the water, exposed nipples hardening once they break the surface, and a cool breeze hits them. It sends shivers down your spine, tingles to your toes. Your legs spread further, ripple of the water having its way with your body, moving you however it pleases. Gentle swishes crash between your folds, a feeling that you looked forward to most during your hot spring dips.
It’s so warm, so serene that your body can’t do much else other than unwind and give into the push and pull of the tide. Unbeknownst to you, Lo’ak lurks behind the ferns off in the distance. Amber, lidded eyes peeking through the cracks of the leaves, while he palms his pulsing length through his loincloth. Biting back his moans, he nibbles on his bottom lip, pointed canines puncturing the thin, flushed skin.
Lo’ak had made this into a habit... a ritual if you will. Getting to know your routine so he could come out here and wait for your arrival with his hand readily pressed against his garments. At first, it was all innocent fun and games. Following you out here to stick his nose where it didn’t belong – prying in your privacy to see who you were running off to meet. All so he could catch you in the act and put a stop to it, even embarrass you if he could. Call it jealously, or just outright perversion, but he loved nothing more than the adrenaline rush he gets from spying on you.
As peculiar and simple as it may sound, his favourite part of this... excursion, is you hooking your thumbs under the string of your loincloth and shimmying it down your legs. It felt like you were stripping for him, even though you were blissfully unaware of his presence. It’s the way you step out of the flimsy cloth, and slowly submerge your body in the water, slipping your beaded top over your head on the way in. It’s all so sensual, so fucking seductive. Like you were doing it all for him, only for his eyes to see.
And Eywa, did he and every part of him appreciate it.
It plucked at the strings in his heart, making it thud madly against his ribs. His eyes glazed over with wanton, unable to peel away from the carnal sight unfolding in front of him. But mostly, his heavy balls tightened every. single. time. your under-garments hit the ground, cock heating up to a critical degree in his hand. He couldn’t help but touch himself, just enough to bring tranquility to the maddening itch between his own legs.
No matter how feverish he felt, he’d deny himself the self-pleasure until you touched yourself, too. He wanted to get off with you, even if you weren’t aware of it. It was something about the tease, the temptation he feels when he delays his own gratification. And oh, when he finally granted himself the permission to stroke his cock until it spurts his thick cum, it was utterly euphoric. Without a doubt, the best climaxes he’s ever experienced have all been behind these ferns.
All of which happen... just about now.
When your breasts bounce with the ripple of the water, already stiff nipples hardening even more. When you slide your hand down your stomach, fingers smoothing over the beads of water, causing them to cluster together and roll off your skin in streams. When a soft, breathy moan parts your lips ever so slightly, just as the pads of your fingers fondle with your folds, gentling pulling them apart to reveal your glistening, puffy clit. When you give your clit a few playful taps, preparing it for the harsh, desperate circles you’re about to rub into the cluster of nerves.
This was the point where he’d tug eagerly at the knot of his loincloth, situated right above the base of his tail, allowing it to fall off his hot, flushed skin. Where his uncomfortably stiff cock springs from its restraints, only to be grasped and stroked readily by restless hands. Where he digs his heels into the ground, stabilizing his position so not to move a single inch – so not to lose sight of his obsession petting herself. Where he rubs his cock, base to tip, squeezing out a drop of precum with every stroke. Where he can’t help but succumb to his perverse desires to cum – and cum, and cum. And oh, he's already so, so close.
He glances down at his veiny cock, twitching excitedly in his hand, ready to burst at any moment. His hips thrusts suddenly into his grip, mushroomy head throbbing steadily as he kneels stock-still – denying his own release. “Fuck. Fuck.” he pants harshly, head slumping forward as his eyes slam shut to focus on ridding himself of the white-hot pleasure brewing in his core. After a few minutes, the budding sensation dies down, leaving him even more aroused and yearning for more.
“Shit.” he mutters a little too loudly, eyes popping open to see nothing but clear, precum dribbling down his length and onto his hand. He releases a breath of relief, gaze snapping back up to the lascivious show in front of him, only for him to see an empty body of water. Eyes searching frantically for his most prized obsession, his heart slams violently into his ribcage.
“That was close.” you whisper, crouching naked next to Lo’ak behind the ferns.
He gasps, practically jumping out of his own skin as he falls onto his backside. He scoots back, hung cock swinging freely from side to side as he creates space between the two of you. Eyes bulging out his head, you watch the colour drain from his face when he comes to the realization that he’s just been caught. Mouth agape with shame and humiliation, his words catch in his throat.
“What? The perv forgot how to speak?” you spit, crawling towards him. His mouth moves, but no words come out. All he can do is stare at you in awe as you make your way between his legs.
“Oh, wow.” you give him a cheeky smile, wrapping your fingers around his girth. “I didn’t know I had that kind of effect on you.” His body jolts from your sudden touch, the warmth of your hand heating up his cock even more. “Be a good boy for me? Hm? Try not to make those sounds you made earlier. Don’t want anyone else to catch you, right?” you hum, stroking his cock – slippery from his precum.
Lo’ak nods hastily, shutting his mouth to gnaw on his already bruised bottom lip. He couldn’t believe it, he got caught yet here you were rewarding him for his misbehaviour. Or were you?
“You’ve been quite naughty... spying on me like that.” you cup his fat tip, squeezing it in the palm of your hand. A huff of air shoots through his flared nostrils, eyes slamming shut to focus on that familiar sensation budding in his tightened core once again. “Oh? So quick?” you click your tongue, pulling away your hand to reveal his pulsing head.
“Fuuck.” he groans his first word, eyes popping open as his hips buck in the air.
“S-sorry.” he mutters, begging you with his watery eyes to touch him again.
“What do you say when you want something? Hm?” you walk your fingers up his length, thumb swiping over the slit on his tip.
“Please.” he breathes, hips spasming into your hand.
“Good boy. Remember that. Okay?” you reward him with a few more slow strokes, focusing on the sensitive area underneath his cockhead. “Now, tell me. How long have you been spying on me?”
“Ohh, shit.” he mewls, head dipping back in exhilaration. He couldn’t stop the buck of his own hips, body craving its release oh-so badly. “I-I-I don’t know.” he barely gets out, too focused on trying to cum before you could pull back your hand again.
You feel his cock heat up against your palm, gaze flicking down to see his swollen tip, aching to explode. You let out a soft giggle, quickly releasing him from your grip. His cock throbs so violently it jumps at the rate of his heartbeat – thump, thump, thump. His head snaps forward, brows pinched so tightly they’re almost unified. His raggedy breath worsens, becoming heavier and hotter as he tries to steady it.
“PleasePleasePlease.” he whines lowly, lifting his own hand to do the job.
You smack his hand away, hard enough to leave it stinging. He hisses quietly, the pain only making him more aroused. “Try to touch yourself one more time and I’ll tie your hands behind your back, understood?” He nods in response, desperation growing thicker by the millisecond.
It’s torturous, not being able to touch himself and you denying him his much-needed release. Soon he gives up on trying to keep his noises to a minimum, the white-hot pleasure surging through his entire being was just too overwhelming to stay quiet. For every pump of your hand, earned you a pathetic, filthy whimper from his mouth, and a quick jerk of his hips.
“I‘m close! so – oh, oh fuck!” Lo’ak lets loose a sudden, strained groan, hands instinctively flying to yours to keep them in place, only for you to wrench them away. His cock throbs once more, balls pulling tightly to his body.
“Lo’ak. What did I say?” you huff, picking up his loincloth from the ground.
“That...” he swallows, watching you shuffle towards him unravelling the balled-up string of his loincloth, “you, you would tie my hands –”
“Hands behind your back.” you order, unintentionally finishing his sentence. He reluctantly complies, leaning forward to cross his wrists over one another behind his back. “Good boy. I like when you listen to me.” you mumble, focused on double tying the knot. You pull it taut, pinching the thin skin on his wrist, causing him to hiss.
“Now, let’s try this again.”
The stroking begins once more, so much precum oozing from his reddened tip that a squelch can be heard with each squeeze of your hand. Your strokes become sloppy and erratic, overstimulating him to the point where he can’t think straight – where all he can do is groan and moan. He’s gritting his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut whilst shaking his head from side to side. His hips suddenly thrust into your hand, eagerly chasing his high that he’s trying his best to conceal from you.
He can feel your pace slackening, grip loosening.
“Please. Please don’t.” he begs, despairing that you’ll pull away again. “Please let me cum. I-I need to cum. Please y/n.”
“No, no, no. I can’t. I – I can’t do this anymore. Please!” he sobs needily, hips spasming uncontrollably, veiny cock pulsing intensely.
You quickly bend over, propping yourself up on your elbows – belly flush against the flora beneath you. You give his pulsing tip a couple kitten licks, pushing him right over the edge. He groans loudly, heels burying into the ground, hips lifting into the air as he spurts thick, hot ropes of cum onto his stomach and chest. Still pulsing from his high, you swipe your hand over his stomach, using the help of his own cum to stroke his cock – fast.
“Fucking pathetic.” you breathe, voice bouncing from your merciless strokes. “Fuck. You’re such a fucking perv. You know that?” you mutter, feeling the heat pooling between your thighs. “You wanna cum so badly? Go ahead. Cum for me.”
“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. Please – I just, I just fucking came, I can’t – I can’t.” he grunts gutturally, head slumping forward as his brows pinch tightly together. “Pleeease.” he whines under his breath, cock swelling and thumping in your hand.
You lean in, warm tongue darted out for his cock to hit at every stroke, sending jolts of electricity throughout his body. His toes curl, digging into the earth as they lift his hips into the air once more.
“’m gonna cum. H-holy fuck. Holy fuck.” he whimpers, legs shaking from the overstimulation.
Your hand meets his pelvis, holding its position as his essence spills out of his cockhead, dribbling down your hand and his onto tightened, swollen balls. “There you go, baby boy.” you coo, wrapping your other hand around his cock – every inch now being stimulated all at once. “Ready again?”
“What? Fuck, are you crazy woman? I can’t cum anymore –”
His trembling words are cut short by a broken whimper, your cum-coated hands now pumping his tender cock, giving him no time to recover from his previous orgasms. He remained on a high, brain shorting out from the constant stimulation. He lay there taking your relentless, resentment fuelled strokes, wind knocking out of him when he feels that tingling sensation deep in his core. His tensed stomach muscles tighten into knots, mouth hanging open releasing silent cries into the air. He collapses onto his back, taking in a sharp breath, finally filling his burning lungs. You let go, cock violently throbbing to the tempo of his heartbeat, balls pulsating rhythmically – all the symptoms of cumming without the cum.
“Oh shit. You weren’t kidding, Lo’ak.” you chuckle, gentling caressing his length with your fingertips, only making his cock twitch more. “You’re really milked dry, huh? Thought I could’ve gotten more out of these.” you gently cup his swollen balls before shuffling to your feet. “You can set yourself free, right?” you tease, brushing the dirt off your knees.
Lo’ak is too fucked out to mutter a single word, humming indefinitely with pleasure. You scoff, turning around and walking away. “Tomorrow. You already know when and where.” you project your voice, making your way over to your pile of discarded clothes.
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