thinking about how embarrassed you, the cute, chubby intern, would be, bumping into the chest of six foot something pro hero dynamight and nearly stumbling to the ground. he doesnât budge an inch, except to save your dumb, clumsy ass. reaches an arm to quickly catch your waist n pull you in close⌠watches your face light up when your breasts start pressing into his chest. and he almost laughs at your expense when you start stuttering and fumblingââsorry, dynamight, sir, i didnât see you!â
and of course, the bastard, he teases you. bites down at you real gravelly, âyou callinâ me small, cheeks?â (âšď¸ because he thinks that your chubby cheeks warrant their own nickname) and you just freeze up, start squeaking out âno no noâs and âyouâre a mountain, dynamight, sir!â
you even try to wiggle away âcause you donât wanna stall himâand heâs making you so fucking nervousâbut he, again, doesnât budge. brings you closer, even. the two of you chest to chest, as heâs staring down at you with sharp eyes and intense focus.
âyouâre my assistant,â he scowls, stating the obvious. âbut youâre always running away from me.â
like yes iâm running away from u if i dont iâll end up cumming on your hero boots leave me alone
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This fic contains: explicit content, swearing, frenemies to lovers, friends to lovers, mention of bullying, fluff, funny stuff and maybe [Dom/sub dynamic, smut, nsfw]
When NSFW is involved i will announce it at the beginning of the chapter. ââ
warnings: nsfw, threesome, human x na'vi, oral sex, p in v sex, v slight femdom (ronal is bossy), size difference
summary: As a human on Pandora, you are used to feeling like an outsider. You cannot bond with the flora and fauna the way the Naâvi can, but that doesnât mean you canât watch and admire. Youâve always been fascinated by the Naâvi and their ways of life, and the newness of the Metkayina is equally as captivating as everything else youâve seen so far.
But thereâs one thing that has really caught your attention in Awaâatlu. Or, perhaps more accurately, two things. And it seems like you've caught their attention right back
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Awaâatlu is a wonder.
The white sand shores and bright turquoise ocean is reminiscent of a tropical paradise, and the way the Metkayina interact with the world around them is nothing short of beautiful. You watch it all in awe, appreciative and slightly envious by turn.Â
As a human on Pandora, you are used to feeling like an outsider. You cannot bond with the flora and fauna the way the Naâvi can, but that doesnât mean you canât watch and admire. Youâve always been fascinated by the Naâvi and their ways of life, and the newness of the Metkayina is equally as captivating as everything else youâve seen so far.
But thereâs one thing that has really caught your attention in Awaâatlu. Or, perhaps more accurately, two things.
You had come to the ocean-side village alongside Norm to care for Kiri after she had suffered from her episode, and after the other humans had returned to their outpost among the Omaticaya, you had chosen to stay. Initially, your presence among the Metkayina was met with suspicion. As far as youâre aware, theyâve never actually encountered a human before. They watch you with sharp gazes and narrowed eyes, and maintain careful distance from you. You canât blame them; you represent the people that have invaded their planet.
But over the few weeks that youâve been living in the village, there are two particular gazes that weigh heavier than any other.Â
Tonowari and Ronal carry the responsibility for the whole clan on their shoulders, and you understand that your appearance sets them on edge. The way they watch you so closely is understandable, really.Â
But still. Their stares fluster you in a way that is absolutely mortifying.
Theyâre both so tall and beautiful, the perfect picture of a united front working together for the good of their people. With the classic azure skin and big blue eyes that are so characteristic of the Metkayina, theyâre almost supernaturally attractive. Even though theyâre looking at you because they are suspicious, their close regard makes you feel hot and itchy underneath your skin. It might be easier to be watched by them if they werenât so goddamned attractive.
For the most part, you stay out of their way as best you can. Your presence amongst the clan is disruptive enough â you figure the best thing to do is keep a low profile.Â
For the most part, that works just fine. You keep close to the Sullys when you can, The whole reason youâre staying in the village in the first place is so you can keep an eye on Kiri, and that involves living among the Sullys in their marui pod. It can be a little uncomfortable, at times â you are the only human, and it can lead to you feeling terribly out of place living with them, especially since you know Neytiri is not particularly pleased with your presence. Despite this, sometimes you find that the clan leaders watch you just as closely when youâre around Jake and Neytiri as they do when youâre alone.
The Sully kids, at least, donât mind your presence in the slightest. They take to dragging you around the place, which keeps you occupied. Tuk especially seems to relish hanging around you; perhaps itâs because youâre roughly the same size, despite the age difference.
She drags you swimming with her, laughing joyously as she splashes around and explores the reefs along the village. You follow her contently, relying pretty heavily on your exo-mask in the water as you go diving or sitting on the wooden pier leading out into the water.
âWatch me dive, watch me dive!â Tuk cheers, showing off her form as she goes running off the platform and leaps.
Itâs not particularly graceful, and she hits the water with a splash that has you wincing from where youâre sitting just outside the Sully marui pod. Still though, when she resurfaces you make sure to clap and smile in approval.Â
âWow!â You call, grinning. âSo impressive, Tuk!â
Your legs are dangling into the water from the edge of the marui pod, and you feel your skin beginning to warm and dry beneath the sun. You have no proper swimming attire and the clothes of the Naâvi are too big for you, so youâve taken to swimming in your cotton underwear and old bra. Theyâre pale purple and covered in delicate little white flowers, and you might be embarrassed about it if the Naâvi werenât so comfortable with their own bodies. You know they really donât give a shit about what you wear.
Tuk is grinning, swimming back closer to you with her ears flicking in delight at your praise. âDo you wanna see me do it again?â
âOh, I would just love to.â You say, lips twitching.Â
Out of the corner of your eye you can see Kiri floating on her back in the water, her eyes closed and head tilted back towards the sky. She has been quiet since her episode, though you are pleased to see that she looks much brighter and healthier than before.Â
Tuk has just started to wiggle her way out of the water in order to jump in again when a shadow falls across you from behind. Startled, you raise your head.Â
Behind you stands the tall, broad form of the Metkayina clan leader. Tonowari cuts an intimidating figure, with his broad shoulders and many tattoos and his neutral, even expression. His ears are lowered and his jaw is clenched, and he stares at you with those bottomless blue eyes in such a way that your heart is sent galloping wildly in your chest.Â
âOh!â You choke, startled by his presence. âI- Hello!â
Your grasp on the Naâvi language is pretty good, but your accent sounds thick and clumsy thanks to your nerves. Tonowari tilts his head, watching you closely. The Metkayina are built differently to the Omaticaya; this close, you can really admire the broadness of his shoulders, his strong chest, and his huge biceps.Â
It takes a moment for you to realise that heâs watching you right back. It appears his focus is on your clothing, however. His brow is slightly furrowed as his eyes trail over your cotton bra and somewhat skimpy underpants. Theyâre still damp from the water, clinging to you in a way that has turned them slightly transparent. Theyâre not nearly as revealing as some of the Naâvi coverings, and yet you feel embarrassingly exposed all the same.
You shift, and try to bring your arms up across your chest in a way that is casual. When Tonowari doesnât immediately respond, you decide to try again.
âUm⌠are you looking for Jake?â
That finally gets a response from him. He takes a step forward, and you try not to flinch as he lowers himself down to one knee in front of you. You have never been this close to him before, and it feels as though his gaze is burning a hole in you.
âYes,â He says, and his voice is so low and rough that it sends a shiver down your spine. âI am looking for Jakesully.â
âHe-â Oh god, your voice is cracking. How mortifying. You clear your throat hastily. âHe is out on his ilu, with Neytiri.â
Tonowari dips his head in acknowledgement. You notice his eyes straying towards your chest again, and you feel yourself grow warm under his gaze. Does he even realise what heâs doing? He must find your human form and clothes completely bizarre. You try not to shrink under his stare.
âI see,â He says, and his eyes dart away from you towards the water, where Tuk is now floating around Kiri. âYou have been left alone with the children?â
That rankles a little, despite your efforts to remain calm. You know that both he and Ronal have been eyeing you mistrustfully from the start, but you resent the implication that you are not trustworthy enough to have around the kids.
âI care for them.â You say, and your tone is a little sharper than you had intended. âI wouldnât let anything happen to them.â
His ears lower, and you wonder if you have upset him.Â
âYou are small.â He points out. âYou are not likely to be able to stop anything from happening even if you wanted to.â
Ouch. That one hurt.
You straighten your shoulders, before clambering your way up to your feet. Slowly, Tonowari mirrors you and stands as well. Even at your full height, you barely reach his navel. Itâs a fight to keep your expression neutral when faced with the sheer size of him.
âWell,â You say a little stiffly, momentarily distracted by the sunlight reflecting off the glass beads that dangle around his chest. âJake and Neytiri trust me. Iâm enough for them.â
Tonowari raises his chin at that, his mouth turning down as his ears pin back. He doesnât appear pleased with that statement at all, staring down at you with his lips pressed tightly together. You feel pinned under his gaze, and try not to shift around anxiously.
Itâs Kiriâs voice that breaks the tension between you.
âDad will be back soon,â She calls from the water. When you turn to look at her, you can see the way her eyes dart between you and the Oloâeyktan. âWe can tell him to go and see you as soon as gets home.â
For a long moment, Tonowari says nothing. He just keeps looking at you. Itâs a little overwhelming, and you find yourself struggling to maintain eye contact. Eventually though, he gives a little rumble deep in his chest and steps back.
âYes.â He says, his voice a little louder now. âTell him.â
You nod cautiously, and he nods once in return before turning on his heel and striding away. Youâre left standing on the bouncy floor of the net bridge that connects the Sully marui to the rest of the village, wondering just what on earth all that was about.
You canât help but wonder if youâve done something to offend the chiefâs family. After that one little interaction with Tonowari outside of the marui, it seems like his and Ronalâs staring is upped a notch.
Now, itâs like you canât leave the marui at all without being under some sort of surveillance. You can feel their intense stares from all the way across the village. While Tonowariâs stares are rather obvious, Ronalâs gaze is more subtle. She watches you from beneath her dark lashes, casting looks in your direction anytime youâre wandering the beaches or following after the Sullyâs in the village.Â
The tsaâhik even watches you when she comes to visit the Sully marui to check on Kiri. It would be easy to miss the way her eyes slide over to you after she examines Kiri, but you are beginning to grow familiar with being watched. It feels like a weight settling over your skin, and you fight not to fidget as you help Neytiri cut up fruit.
âShe is doing well.â Ronal says, a little stiffly. âShe is strong.â
The relationship between her and Neytiri is still a little strained, but they have established something of an understanding.Â
Neytiri nods, her ears flicked back in gratitude. âI thank you for your help. Will you stay for food?â
Oh god, please say no, you think in a panic. You donât know how you would cope sitting in such close quarters with her for so long, especially not if she keeps looking at you like she has been. Her regard is intimidating, but it also makes you feel clumsy and stupid. Sheâs probably one of the most beautiful women youâve ever seen, and having her stare at you like that is driving you a little crazy.
âNo,â Ronal says, much to your relief. âBut I have brought you summauti.â
She proffers a basket of fruit, and Neytiriâs expression softens a little in acknowledgement of the gesture. She takes it, and maintains careful eye contact as she nods.
Ronalâs head turns then so that she is staring at you head-on. It is the first time that she has looked at you properly, not just out of the corner of her eye, and you find yourself startled by the intensity of it.Â
âDoes the sky demon eat with you?â She asks.
You try not to shrink under her gaze, and instead tilt your head up to meet her stare. To the side, you can see Neytiri beginning to frown, glancing between the two of you in clear confusion.
âYes,â says Neytiri. Though you know she is not pleased with your presence among her family, her shoulders square and she sounds defensive. âShe watches over Kiri.â
One of Ronalâs ears twitches, as though thatâs not the answer she was hoping for. Still though, she appears to lose interest in both you and the conversation. She just clicks her tongue, before stepping back out through the marui pod and disappearing without another word.
In the ensuing silence, Neytiri turns to you with an almost comically bemused and suspicious expression.
âWhat was that?â She demands, eyes narrowed.
Youâre still watching the entrance to the marui, the fabric of the tent flapping slightly from where Ronal had pushed it aside on her way out.
âI have no idea.â You answer honestly, completely bewildered.
The Sully kids settle into Metkayina life slowly, but steadily. They are learning well, adjusting steadily, and they begin to grow happier and more comfortable with their surroundings. It is heartening to see, especially since theyâre such sweet kids.Â
Itâs all going so well. Perhaps itâs inevitable that a wrench is thrown into the gears at some point.Â
The wrench comes in the form of Loâak and Aoânung arguing, once again. Itâs not unusual, and itâs certainly not the first time that it escalates into shoving each other. The problem comes when you decide to try and step in and try to keep them apart.
God, what a stupid thing to do. Theyâre both bigger than you, and they donât even really see you as you shout at them to stop. Itâs Aoânung that ends up knocking into you, though itâs not really his fault â itâs his tail that gets you, long and wide like a fin. It smacks into your side and knocks you back into the ground.
You hit the sand with a slap, your head knocking into the ground and sending stars blooming across the back of your eyelids. Thereâs a sharp burst of pain in your shoulder, and you wince as you reach to grab your arm.
Itâs painful and embarrassing, but at the very least it ends their argument pretty quickly. Loâak yells louder, calls Aoânung an asshole, but then crouches by your side quickly to check that youâre alright.
Aoânung has paused, and watches Loâak kneel down beside you to check you over with an odd expression on his face. Youâd like to think itâs guilt, but you really donât think he cares that much.
âYou could have seriously hurt her!â Loâak snarls, his lips peeling back off his teeth. âShe is not like us, her bones break easily!â
âStop that,â You snap, irritated by all the arguing. âThatâs enough.â
Aoânungâs tail is coiled between his legs, his big blue eyes watching you with an odd sort of heaviness. âI will take you to my mother.â
Well, that damn near knocks the breath out of you all over again.Â
âWhat?â You practically yelp, taking Loâakâs hand as he hauls you to your feet. âNo, no, I donât think-â
âYou are bleeding.â Aoânung interrupts, reaching out to point towards the arm you had landed on.
You follow his gaze, only to find a tiny scratch on your forearm. You must have landed on a sharp little stone or something. Though itâs oozing a little blood, thereâs no pain at all.
âWhat?â You say again, distracted and a little bewildered. âNo, thatâs nothing. Itâs a little scratch, I donât need-â
âOh man,â Loâak interrupts, his own brow furrowing. âFuck, youâre bleeding. Should I get dad?â
âStop being so ridiculous!â You hiss at both of them, covering the little scratch with your hand. You know that the two of them have gotten worse scratches in their training, nevermind the injuries theyâve given each other. Their overreactions would almost be comical, if it werenât so embarrassing.
âMy mother will wish to see to you,â Aoânung continues to insist, frowning. âEspecially since I was the cause of this.â
The contrition is odd, and it doesnât seem like heâs going to take no for an answer, especially as he reaches out to grab you by the arm. His grip is strong and rough, and you yelp as he tugs your shoulder painfully in its socket.
He whips his hand away from you immediately, clearly startled by your noise of pain. Loâak leaps forward to push at him again.
âI told you sheâs easy to break!â Loâak snaps.
To your surprise, Aoânung does not argue back. He just glares at Loâak, before looking back at you. Instead of grabbing at you again, he settles for attempting to herd you back towards the village using his outstretched arms like youâre an animal.
It becomes clear that you donât have much of a choice pretty quickly. Loâak soon joins in with trying to herd you towards the tsaâhikâs marui. You have no idea whatâs going on but when you try to dig your heels into the sand, Loâak loops his arm around yours and pulls you on.Â
âItâs just a scratch, itâs hardly even bleeding!â You hiss as you get closer and closer to the marui, your nerves flaring as you realise that youâre going to be presented in front of Ronal in a matter of moments.
Itâs Aoânung that answers; his ears are low and his tail is curled between his legs. âWe were told not to fight. If my mother finds out later that I disobeyed and also drew bloodâŚâ
He trails off, though his meaning is clear. You find yourself confused. They have drawn more blood than the measly scratch on your arm in their past scuffles, so you canât imagine why they are so contrite about this now. Does he mean that he shouldnât have drawn your blood? Loâakâs concern isnât entirely surprising, but Aoânung? You donât even know the kid, but you can tell that heâs not sold on the idea of having a human around the clan. You getting a tiny little scratch shouldnât phase him in the slightest.
When Aoânung marches you to the marui, you shrink into yourself a little.Â
Ronal is sitting cross-legged on the floor with a bowl of coral, and sheâs crushing it down into a fine powder. When Aoânung pulls aside the fabric covering the entrance of the marui and steps in, her head snaps up to look at him.
âMother,â He says carefully, before reaching behind him to draw you forward. âThe sky demon was hurt.â
The speed with which Ronal stands is startling, especially considering her swollen belly. You try not to flinch back too obviously.
âWhat happened?â She asks tightly, her nostrils flaring.Â
Oh man. Aoânung is braver than you are, because if you were on the receiving end of that sharp glare you think you would crumble to dust. As it is, Aoânung just ducks his head repentantly.Â
âI knocked her over. It was an accident.â He mumbles, his ears flat.
âAccident.â Ronal hisses at him, furious. âYou were warned-â
âI am sorry.â Aoânung winces.
Despite yourself, you actually feel sorry for the kid. You were a teenaged idiot yourself once, and it really was an accident on his part. You shouldnât have inserted yourself into their stupid bickering the way you did.
âItâs not really his fault.â You manage not to quail under Ronalâs gaze when she turns to look at you. âI was underfoot.â
That doesnât seem to appease her very much, and she just bares her teeth at Aoânung and Loâak once more. âYour father will deal with you later. Out.â
The boys donât wait to be told twice. They turn on their heels and flee the hut, leaving you alone and nervous as Ronal approaches.
Good lord, sheâs tall. As she bends down on one knee to look at you, you start to sweat. Shit, sheâs probably the most beautiful woman youâve ever seen in your life. Her elegant features and enormous round eyes are sharpened by the dark tattoos that decorate her face like rippling waves, her face framed by a cloud of soft dark hair. In the privacy of her own home, she is wearing a woven top that is significantly more simple than her usual decorative clothing, and it does almost nothing to cover her breasts. You struggle not to look, cheeks burning.
âShow me.â She demands, her voice husky with aggravation.
You stick your arm out immediately â you value your life far too much to argue with her right now. She reaches out and closes her thick four fingers around your wrist, pulling you a step closer so she can peer at the damage. Honestly, the cut is so minor that youâre embarrassed to even be wasting her time with it.
âItâs really nothing-â You begin, but she doesnât appear interested in listening to your protests.
âI have a paste that will fix this.â She says instead, pushing herself to her feet.
Youâre expecting her to move towards the table further into the marui where there are bowls of pastes and herbal medicines lined up in neat little rows, but her next move takes you entirely by surprise.Â
She tucks her hands beneath your arms and picks you right up as if you weigh nothing. Even when you yelp in shock, she hardly looks at you at all. Fuck, sheâs lifting you so easily that it sends an electric little jolt right down your spine.
With you dangling in the air like an idiot, Ronal steps over to one of the large woven chairs and sits down in it. Bizarrely, you end up sitting on her lap like a fucking child.
Youâre frozen, staring up at her with wide eyes. You canât figure out why on earth she would have put you in this position â how the fuck is this conducive to healing?
She must notice the look on your face, because her brow raises and her ear flicks.Â
âYou are too small.â She points out. âYou think I should stay on my knees hunched over just to treat you?â
âNo.â You say hastily, still flushed and embarrassed.Â
Oh god, okay. Itâs just so she can reach you. That makes this okay, doesnât it? Thereâs nothing weird about this. Youâre just⌠Youâre just straddling one of her wide thighs so that she can reach your arm, thatâs all. Maybe youâre the one thatâs making this weird just by getting awkward about it?
You have to fight not to squirm as Ronal dabs a cooling clay-like paste over the abrasion on your arm. It soothes the light sting, but you hardly notice. Your attention has narrowed down to the point of contact between you and Ronal; youâre still wearing the thin underwear you had been swimming in earlier, which means that you feel mortifyingly bare and exposed where you straddle her single thigh.
When she grips at your bicep, you wince. Youâre pretty sure your shoulder is bruising, and Ronalâs little grimace confirms your suspicion.
âYou were watching the children when my son knocked you down?â Ronal asks, her voice low.
âUh.. yes.â You say a little awkwardly. âKiri, mainly. Thatâs why Iâm here. Iâve got first aid training, so if she has another seizure I might be able to help. Not that you canât help too of course! I, um, I know that youâre quite skilled-â
Oh god, youâre babbling. The only thing that saves you from total humiliation is the fact that Ronal nods at what you say. Her face is settled into grim neutrality but she seems satisfied with your compliment to her skills.
You canât help but glance down. The Metkayina are built differently to the Omaticaya â their lower legs and arms are wider, the tails larger, their upper bodies stronger. Their thighs are a little wider than that of the Omaticaya as well, and you glance at where your own legs are sprawled awkwardly around her upper leg, your skintone contrasting oddly with the ripple-like blue stripes across her skin.
When your eyes fall on her stomach, you swallow. Youâre so stupid â she has a mate, she has a whole family. You are almost certainly reading too much into this whole thing. You need to get yourself under control.
You clear your throat. âWill your baby be here soon?â
Ronal doesnât look at you, but hums quietly beneath her breath. âA few more months to go.â
Ah. You had thought that she was closer to the end than that. You try to shift your weight, before realising that thereâs no way of adjusting yourself without rubbing yourself awkwardly against her. You donât want her to get the wrong idea, so you go still.
After a beat, she looks at you from beneath the fan of her dark lashes. âI am big now. It makes moving difficult, sometimes.â
You seize on the opportunity for regular conversation with both hands. Now that youâre this close to her, she hasnât sent a single glare in your direction. Her gaze is as watchful and intense as ever, but it doesnât seem to be fuelled by hostility. Youâre determined to keep on good terms with her, so you smile as brightly as you can through your mask.
âI can imagine,â You say quickly, relieved with how well this entire interaction is going. âIf youâd like, I can help out! I can⌠I can collect herbs, or gather coral, or whatever you want.â
You donât think youâre imagining the way the corner of her mouth twitches, but itâs such a small movement that you nearly miss it entirely. Sheâs still looking at you through half-lidded eyes. This close, her stare doesnât seem hateful or distrustful at all. Itâs enough to have you growing warm and embarrassed where youâre sitting on her thigh.
âIt is not just movement,â She says, and her tone has turned very casual. âI am too large now to comfortably be intimate with my mate in the way I would like to be.â
You freeze. That is absolutely not what you were expecting.
âOh.â You say. It sounds as though youâre being strangled.
âTonowari takes care of me and my needs, of course. He is a generous mate.â Ronal continues, as though this is a perfectly normal conversation to be having with someone she considers a demon who is currently splayed across her lap. âBut sometimes I miss getting fucked properly, like before he put the baby in me.â
It feels a little as though youâve just been clubbed over the head. Had Aoânung hit you harder than you realised? Are you absolutely losing your mind right now? Thereâs no way the woman who has been watching you with a narrow-eyed glare ever since you got here is talking to you so casually.
She looks up from your arm, eyes piercing. âYou understand what I mean, donât you?â
âWhat?â You breathe, lost.
âYou are lonely here, no?â Ronal asks. She has no mercy; it doesnât matter that youâre obviously confused. âWhen was the last time that someone touched you? Was intimate with you?â
There must be some translation issue going on here. Maybe your grasp on Naâvi wasn't as good as you thought it was. Or maybe youâre just imagining the undertones that seem to be going on here. Still though, while this is bewilderingly out of your comfort zone, you attempt to match her casual tone.
âI-â You swallow thickly. âA while.â
Ronal hums again. Your arm has long since been treated, but she has not yet let go of you. She is too busy watching you as though she can read every thought in your head from your face. You wonder if she can tell how flustered you are â it must be obvious. Oh god, does this mean that sheâs noticed the way youâve been looking at her and her husband? Noticed the way youâve been admiring them? You thought you were being subtle.
âJakesully does not touch you?â She asks suddenly. âNeytiri does not touch you?â
You nearly choke. âNo! No, I just- Iâm staying with them to help out, thatâs all.â
Something in her face changes at that. Itâs subtle enough that you nearly donât notice, but upon closer look you see that she looks pleased.
âYou must be frustrated.â She says lightly.Â
 You feel more aware than ever of your position. Youâre wearing nothing but your still-damp underwear, straddling the thigh of the large, beautiful woman who is now asking you whether or not you are sexually frustrated. Surely you canât be imagining this? This canât possibly be an ambiguous situation.
You should probably be cautious with your answer. Youâre in a precarious position as a human within the clan, and you should really think carefully about your answer here. The last thing you need is to cause a diplomatic incident by accidentally offending the Oloâeyktanâs family. But as it stands, youâre feeling reckless and stupid and yes, a little frustrated.
âYes.â You breathe. âKind of.â
Ronal begins to smile for real then. Itâs not a soft smile; her lips pull back from her sharp teeth in a way that is honestly very intimidating, and her hands come down to land on your hips.
âHow long?â She asks, leaning forward to murmur against your ear. âHow long have you gone without relief?â
You shudder a little as her breath ghosts over the sensitive skin of your throat. It feels like youâre going crazy.Â
When you donât answer, she clicks her tongue impatiently. âA few weeks? Months? Years?â
âOver a year.â You say shakily.
 Itâs not like you didnât have options â the outpost for humans living among the Naâvi were full of people looking to get busy with each other, but there was no one that really caught your eye and the old vibrator you kept locked in a chest under your bunk did the job just fine. Or at least, you thought it had. Judging by the growing sense of yearning in your lower belly, youâre beginning to suspect youâre more touch-starved than you realised.
Ronal makes a soft noise, her wide hands flexing and tightening around your hips. âPoor thing. So neglected.â
Her next move surprises you so much you nearly jolt right off her lap. She uses her hold on your hips to pull you further up on her thigh. You slide along her taut skin, your clothed pussy grinding against the corded muscle.
You squeak, throwing your hands up to grab onto her shoulders. When she does it again, a shudder tears its way through your spine. Heat is building fast in the juncture between your legs, and your hips jut forward along her outstretched thigh as she encourages you to rock against her.
She keeps pulling you to rock your hips with one hand as she raises her other hand to tug at your bra.
 âRemove this. I wish to see you.â She orders.
You scramble to reach the clasp behind you immediately. Maybe you should think this through a little bit more, but youâre horny and desperate and running on pure instinct right now. You tear your bra off and throw it to the side, taking a breath as Ronalâs hand runs across your bared breasts.
âOh god,â You breathe, clutching at her shoulders as she encourages you to rock against her thigh.Â
Sweat is beginning to build around your brow as your panties grow almost uncomfortably sticky. Youâre certain she can feel how slick you are even through the cotton of your underwear, but she doesnât seem to mind.Â
In fact, it seems to delight her. When the hand on your hip slips from your waist down lower, her thumb comes to rest against your clit through the soft cotton of your panties. You let out a breathy moan of surprise, your nails digging a little into her shoulders as you clutch her for leverage.
âThey have not been taking care of you,â Ronal says, right as her fingers dip inside your underwear.Â
When she rubs a careful circle around your clit you whine, desperate for some relief. She runs her fingers experimentally along your slit. Youâre so damn horny that even the slightest touch has you rutting your hips forward into her hand, desperate for her to touch you more, harder.
âWho?â You ask hazily. Your thoughts feel clouded and stupid â her fingers are big, and your head spins when her thick index finger begins to press inside you.
âJakesully. Neytiri. The forest people.â She rumbles, her ears twitching as you clench around her finger. âYou are so wet. You have been wanting this, yes?â
âYes, but-â You gasp when another one of her fingers enter you, the stretch stinging for a moment before easing into warm pleasure. âJake and Neytiri have been taking care of me. They just would never- they are mated.â
Ronal snorts a soft chuckle, her fingers curling lazily inside you as you shiver against her. âSo? It is not unusual for a mated pair to court another.â
That is news to you. You know little about Naâvi mating practices; polyamory had never crossed your mind.
âWhat did you think was happening?â She murmurs, fingers twisting. You jerk against her chest, and she huffs another soft snort of a laugh. âYou have watched over our children. You accepted the offerings of fruit that I brought. When we watch you, you watch us right back.â
Those sound like pretty normal things to you, but she says them with such weight that you realise pretty quickly that thereâs some meaning behind those things that youâve missed at some point.
Thereâs a soft scuffling sound at the entrance of the marui pod, and you feel yourself jolt back to the present. Ronalâs hands on you remain steady and firm, which means you canât move too much, but you still manage to twist round to see who just entered and- oh fuck.
Itâs Tonowari.Â
He stands in the entrance of the pod, his eyes flared wide in obvious surprise and his lips pressed firmly together. You jolt on Ronalâs lap, mortified. Oh shit â heâs just walked in on you in a rather compromising position with his wife.Â
Fuck, her fingers are still inside of you, and youâre pretty sure youâre dripping all over her hand. Is he angry? Is he going to kill you?
âRonal,â He rumbles, taking a slow step further into the pod. âWe said we would take this slow.â
âShe is so eager to help.â His wife says, before turning to look at you with those pretty big blue eyes. âArenât you?â
âI-â You choke, looking back and forth between them. What the fuck is even happening?
âShe says Jakesully and his mate do not touch her,â Ronal says, her voice low and husky and rumbling in her own chest â it reverberates down through her body which in turn has you clenching tighter around her fingers. âLook at how desperate she is, my love. You would deny her this?â
Tonowariâs deep blue eyes drift over your exposed chest and belly, and down to where his wifeâs hand is stuffed down your cotton panties as you straddle her leg. Youâre sure it makes quite the sight â you can see the way his gaze lingers around your thighs, where theyâre quivering around Ronalâs. He takes another step forward, then another.
âCome and touch.â Ronal encourages him when he gets close enough, her gaze dark and lidded. âShe is soft. Softer than you would believe.â
Tonowari reaches out immediately, as though heâs a slave to his wifeâs commands. His hand lands across your chest, splayed out over your sternum, and you shudder at the sheer size of it. Fuck, it spans from shoulder to shoulder and down to your tits. It should probably put you off, or at least freak you out a little, but instead youâre sure that Ronal can feel you squeezing around her hand.
He leans down so that his chest is plastered against your back, the heat of him searing against your bare skin. Heâs huge, his large hand keeping you tucked carefully against the bulk of his torso as he leans in to murmur to you.
âYou want this?â He asks, his breath ghosting against the shell of your ear.Â
Ronalâs thumb rolls over your clit and your hips jerk, pleasure throbbing up your spine as you take a shaky breath behind your exo-mask.
âYes.â The word practically comes out on a sob.
You can feel him grin against your throat, and then a big beefy arm is looping around your waist and you let out a startled little sound as youâre hauled into the air again. Just like before, a surprising little shock of arousal shoots through you. They manhandle you so easily, itâs difficult not to get affected by it.Â
As he holds you against his chest, your legs dangling mid-air, Ronal rises from the chair she was sitting in and tugs your panties off you entirely. She tosses them carelessly to the side before taking the opportunity to assess your naked body as itâs held tight to her husbandâs. She must approve, because she shoots a sharp smile over your shoulder towards Tonowari.
When Tonowariâs hand reaches down to cup your pussy, you make an odd strangled noise in your throat. Fuck, his hand is even bigger than Ronalâs â it encompasses your pussy entirely, his thick fingers rubbing curiously at the dampness that has collected between your thighs. He lets out a little rumble of surprise, the sound vibrating into your back.
âYou are so wet.â He says, one of his big fingers pressing inside of you just like Ronalâs had only moments ago.
His wife makes a quiet sound of amusement, before reaching to remove her own woven chest covering and small loincloth. As distracted as you are by Tonowariâs touch, you canât help but gape at her revealed breasts and cunt, shiny with what is unmistakably slick from her own arousal. For some reason, it takes seeing the physical signs of Ronalâs arousal for you to realise that this is real, this is actually happening.Â
Ronal steps forward, and takes your chin between her thumb and index finger, holding your face firmly so that youâre looking right into her ocean-coloured eyes.
âTonowari will fuck you,â She says, and you have to fight with everything you have not to moan at the words alone. âLike I said, he is a generous mate. We will make sure you are cared for.â
âOh, fuck.â You say, like an absolute moron.
Ronal just grins, sharp-toothed and a little bit vicious, before sinking down to the floor. Tonowari follows her as if itâs some unspoken signal. Ronal lays back, her body reclined across the pretty woven rug that covers the spongey, bouncy floor of the marui. When her legs spread, your eyes are drawn to her pussy, blue and glistening between her thighs. Youâve never seen Naâvi anatomy up close and personal like this, and you find yourself cursing your need to breathe through your exo-mask with everything you have. You think youâd give anything to get your mouth on her right now â youâd bet she tastes just like the ocean.
Tonowari settles on the floor in front of her, then pushes you gently onto your hands and knees right in the middle of them. Youâre trapped between Ronalâs legs, and you look up at her with wide eyes as Tonowari shifts behind you. Sheâs watching everything so closely, her eyes following her husbandâs every move as he pulls your hips up, causing you back to arch as youâre forced to your elbows.
It takes a moment for you to realise that Tonowari is waiting for Ronalâs guidance, and you look up at her pleadingly. You donât even know what you want, but you know that if someone doesnât touch you somehow, youâre going to self-combust.
Under her stern veneer, you can see what is unmistakably amusement lurking in her pretty eyes. She nods at Tonowari; it must be some sort of signal that you donât understand, because the next thing you know thereâs an overwhelming, searing wet heat being pressed up against your cunt.
You almost squeal in shock, and it takes an embarrassingly long moment for you to realise that itâs Tonowariâs mouth thatâs been pressed against you.
Truthfully, thereâs a pretty big chunk of your brain that canât believe this is happening. Youâre on your elbows and knees with your ass in the air as the chief of the clan kneels behind you and suctions his mouth to your cunt, right there in the cradle of his pregnant wifeâs thighs. You wonder if youâve just lost your mind and are maybe hallucinating. Theyâre two of the hottest people youâve ever seen in your life, and youâve somehow ended up in an alien threesome with them? You donât even know how this could have happened.
When his tongue starts to prod at your clit, your whole body jerks in surprise. His tongue is rougher than you had expected, textured like a catâs, and it feels startlingly good as it rasps over your clit. Your hips twitch and chase after his touch, but he keeps you firmly in place with his grip on your hipbones.
âOh god.â You whimper, head swimming. Without even really knowing what youâre asking for, you whisper, âPlease.â
Ronal has reached a hand down to toy with herself, and she watches your expressions eagerly. Occasionally she will look back at Tonowari, as if sheâs assessing his performance.
âSuck on her.â Ronal intones. She sounds perfectly neutral â if you couldnât see the slick coating her fingers as she rubs at herself, you might think she was entirely unaffected by this whole thing.
Tonowari takes direction like an absolute champion, which isnât something you expected from the Oloâeyktan. On his wifeâs orders, he licks and sucks at your clit so eagerly that your back bows and you let out a genuine, overwhelmed sob. Your hips twitch away from him and then back into his mouth by turns, unsure of what you actually want. Itâs overwhelming, but it feels impossibly good.
Youâre already so keyed up from your earlier grinding on Ronalâs thigh and then her subsequent fingering, so itâs not a surprise at all to feel that familiar coil of heat beginning to build in your lower belly. Maybe itâs down to the situation, but you swear itâs building faster than any orgasm youâve ever had.
Tonowariâs big, flat tongue rasps over your clit once more, and the coil snaps. You whine pathetically, gasping as your hips hump back against his face as you come, burying your face into your arms. Ronal isnât having any of that though, and you feel her fingers wind into your hair before she pulls your head right back up â it seems she just wants to watch your face slacken and jaw hang open stupidly as youâre rocked by your orgasm.
As soon as Tonowari realises that youâre coming, his tongue begins to move faster. He laps frantically at you, drawing your orgasm out until youâre gasping and swearing and twitching against his face.Â
Youâve practically gone cross-eyed by the time your orgasm has shuddered its way through you, and Ronal begins to pet at the side of your head.Â
âGood,â She says, humming in approval. âYou are relaxed?â
âYes.â You mumble, but it comes out winded and stupid-sounding.
Ronal nods, clearly pleased. âYou are ready for him, then.â
Yes, you think, toes curling in anticipation. Oh god, yes. Youâre definitely ready for him â youâre so horny, and you donât think youâve ever felt so desperately empty in your whole life. Youâre clenching around nothing right now; the thought of having someone fill you up sends a tingle of anticipation racing through you.
Youâre still a little spaced out right now after your first orgasm, so you donât notice when Ronal disappears for just a moment only to reappear with a little wooden jar filled with something. Itâs only when you feel liquid being dribbled over your pussy that you raise your head, squinting.
âItâs oil,â Tonowari says from behind you. âTo help with the stretch.â
Itâs the first thing heâs said in a while, and his voice is rough and husky and makes your toes curl. God, he sounds so good. Is he breathless from eating you out, or is it from the anticipation of whatâs to come? You wish you could see him properly, but being spread out with your ass in the air for him is a pretty exciting position, too.
Ronal repositions herself in front of you once more. It seems like sheâs trying to get the best angle for watching, and she ends up pulling you a little bit further up so that youâre leaning against one of her thighs for support.Â
The tip of Tonowariâs cock presses against you, far slicker than you had expected, and you feel your mouth drop open. Shit. You canât see it, but it feels fucking huge. You had known on some level that it would be, of course. Tonowari himself is enormous, it only makes sense that his cock is proportional.
Your eyes flick up to Ronalâs, a little panicked. âWill it fit?â
She grins; an intimidating baring of her sharp teeth. âYes, little thing. It will fit.â
Tonowari starts to press in, and your brain blanks out at the sensation of the slow, wet slide of him stretching you open.
âOkay, okay, okay.â You chant, breathing heavily.Â
The pressure of the stretch is intense, stinging a little despite the copious oil and fingering. He takes it slow, rocking into you in little increments as you clutch onto Ronalâs thigh like your life depends on it. She just hums, watching with avid interest as your mouth falls open and your eyes widen with every little twitch of Tonowariâs hips.
Youâve never been stretched so full before, and heâs not even fully seated inside you yet. You wonder if youâll feel the ache of this for the rest of your life.
With one last little rock, Tonowari is seated as far inside you as heâs going to go. You have no idea if heâs all the way in, but you swear that youâre drooling inside your exo-mask as you struggle to take what youâre given.Â
Tonowari grunts. Youâre sure that youâre squeezing him like a vice, despite all the stretching theyâve done, and his big hands flex where theyâre holding your hips. You can practically feel the effort heâs currently exerting to restrain himself, to wait until you adjust to his girth.
âHow does she feel?â Ronal wonders. Your face is buried in the softness of her thigh, and when you roll your head to the side youâre greeted with the sight of her rolling her clit between her fingers as she bites her lip.
The sight causes your pussy to flutter a little, and Tonowari swears softly as he drops his head down to rest across your shoulder.
âTight.â He grits out, an odd sort of noise torn out of his chest right alongside the word. It takes a moment for you to realise that itâs an odd sort of purring.
âFuck!â You cry out, his rumbling vibrating right through your body.Â
Youâre shuddering around him, your hands flailing desperately around â you donât know what youâre even looking for, whether itâs stability or comfort that youâre looking for, but you end up finding both. One of your hands is clasped by Tonowariâs enormous paw of a hand, pinning it against the floor (while being so careful not to crush you) as he hunches over you, and your other hand is taken by Ronalâs and held tight by her leg as she rubs at herself with her free hand.
"Breathe, sweet little thing." Tonowari rumbles in your ear.His voice is low and raspy, which makes you tighten up around him mindlessly. The bastard sounds amused. "You're taking it so well."
It takes more effort than you might think to follow that order. Your breath comes in shuddering gasps inside your exo-mask, sticking in your chest everytime he pulls out, dragging along the slick flesh inside you and setting your nerves alight as he presses inside of you inch by excruciating inch.
âCareful.â Ronal bites out, squeezing lightly at the hand sheâs holding against thigh as she touches herself.
Tonowari just groans in acknowledgement as he humps into the slippery heat of your pussy. âTalk to me, little one,â He grunts into your ear, pulling you back against him. âLet me hear you.â
âIâm good,â You wheeze, burying your face into Ronalâs thigh. âIâm so good.â
That makes him laugh, throaty and deep as it rumbles against your back. He leans forward so that the entire long line of his torso is pressed against your sweaty naked back, the sheer size of him absolutely dwarfing you. Heâs hot against you, the thick length of him inside setting your nerves alight and filling you more than anything youâve ever experienced.
When he pulls out and ruts into you properly, it nearly drives the breath right out your lungs. He pulls out again, carefully, and then in again.Â
"Fuck!" You gasp again, squirming a little as he starts up at a steady pace.
Ronal snickers, reaching out to brush some of your sweaty hair off your face. âYou see? I told you that you would be cared for. It feels good?â
âIt-â You begin, but then Tonowari presses in and the force of it pushes you further up Ronalâs leg, your sensitive breasts dragging along her smooth skin. You wheeze, and try again. âYes, it feels.. I feel-â
"You do feel good," Tonorwari murmurs into the side of your throat before biting at it, his teeth scraping lightly against your soft skin, "So tight around me. Oh, yes, that's it."
Each thrust pushes you further up Ronalâs thigh, clutching at both her and Tonowariâs hands as though theyâre your lifelines as youâre rocked back and forth by turns, like waves on an ocean.
The burning stretch has melted into a hot, liquid sensation that begins pooling in your stomach as you push back to meet his hips the best that you can. It feels so good, and you smile dazedly up at Ronal as you tighten up around Tonowariâs cock; he makes a soft sound of pleasure and wraps his arm firmly around your stomach to keep you close to him.
âOh,â Ronal coos, cupping your face with one hand, right under your exo-mask. Her voice itself is a little condescending, a little mean, but her touch is so gentle. âLook at that smile. Such a happy girl.â
Goddamn, you should probably be a little annoyed at being on the receiving end of that tone, but to your surprise you find yourself shivering pathetically under her stare.Â
You just feel so full, and Tonowariâs thrusts keep pressing up unrelentingly against that one squishy spot inside of you that makes your legs go completely weak. If not for Ronalâs thigh beneath your chest and Tonowariâs hands holding you up by your hips, you think you would have collapsed in a puddle on the spongey marui floor.
Tonowariâs hips are rolling into yours at such a rapid yet effortless pace that your breath is catching in your chest and your eyes are rolling wildly. When Ronal slips a hand under your belly to start playing with your clit, you make a soft, broken-sounding moan and throw your head back eagerly.
You can feel his heavy balls slap against your clit with every thrust, and you don't miss the way they begin to tighten and draw up as his thrusts get faster. He adjusts his angle just slightly, but it's enough to have you dropping bonelessly against Ronalâs thigh as you moan.
"Fuck, there, don't stop!" You gasp, the words coming out on a wheeze. You sound as desperate as you feel, all fucked out and stupid.
Youâre met with soft chuckles from the mated couple above you, as though they find it absolutely adorable that youâre making demands.
âWeâre not going to stop, little sky demon,â Ronal snickers as Tonowari presses a sloppy kiss between your shoulderblades. âGo ahead and let go.â
The combination of his cock rubbing and grinding against the soft spongey part inside of you and the messy stimulation of your clit has your legs trembling and heat growing rapidly in your belly. It feels like youâre being strung tighter and tighter as your orgasm draws closer, and your breath begins coming in rapid pants.
You just manage to get out the words "Oh, yes-!" before the pleasure growing in your belly crests and your back bows as you start to cum. It feels like the most cathartic orgasm ever, like all of the pressure that's been building up in your body is set free with the sweetest release, made all the sweeter by the fact that Tonowari keeps rocking into you the whole way through, the heavy head of his cock grinding hard against your G-spot the whole time.
Ronal makes a sound of deep satisfaction â she has abandoned the rubbing at her own clit in favour of leaning down to press a little kiss to the side of your head. Itâs such a soft gesture, so far from what you would have expected from her given her usual stern demeanour.
Tonowari hisses so violently that it almost startles you â youâre guessing that you must be clenching hard around him. Perhaps thatâs what sends him over the edge. The purr he lets out is more reminiscent of the roar of a chainsaw than anything else, and you feel the slick gush of his cum inside you as he chokes out a moan.
Tonowari continues to fuck you through his own orgasm until you turn into an oversensitive, whimpering mess. Finally, finally, what seems like the longest and most drawn out orgasm of your entire life begins to peter out. Your chest heaves and your lungs burn as you try to get your breath back, and you wonder absently if the way your heart is thrumming so desperately in your chest is cause for concern. You feel like youâre moments away from a heart attack. Your hips ache and your muscles burn, and your brain feels as though it's been liquefied.Â
You still feel as though youâre mentally miles away when Tonowari gently pulls out of you, before gripping your hips and flipping you around so that youâre on your back. For a long moment, all you can do is stare at the top of the marui as your chest heaves. Thereâs not a single thought in your damn head â itâs like thereâs been a damn factory reset done on your brain.
It could be moments or hours that you lay there; you lose track of time. But soon hands come to lift you, and you allow your head to fall limply against the chest of whoeverâs picked you up. Your eyes are still closed, but you feel yourself being carried and laid down somewhere. Hands are still petting you like youâre a damn cat, but you donât bat them away â itâs nice, in a way. You feel cared for.
When you finally blink your eyes back open, dazed and exhausted, you find yourself almost face to face with Ronal. Sheâs peering closely at you, a little crease between her brow that smooths out when you open your eyes.
âAh, you are awake.â She notes. âSky demons have poor stamina.â
Her head is cushioned against a big blue shoulder, which causes you to look down at the big blue chest youâre laying across. It seems as though they had relocated all three of you to one of the big hammocks at the back of the marui. Youâve been draped across Tonowariâs big broad torso, and Ronal is tucked right up against his side with her hand resting across the small of your back.
âGo easy on her,â Tonowari chuckles, nuzzling at his wifeâs temple. âWe will work on her stamina.â
Your heart does a funny little leap in your chest, your once still mind leaping into overdrive.
âOh, shit,â You breathe, wide-eyed. âI canât believe that just happened.â A single thought pauses your descent into pure delirium, and you raise your head from Tonowariâs chest and squint at Ronal. âWait, did you get to come-?â
âYes,â she says simply. âWhile you were dozing.â
âOh.â You say. Youâre partly relieved that she was satisfied, but youâre mostly disappointed with the fact that you missed it.
Her smile grows sharper as she notices your reaction. âNext time,â She whispers to you. âYou will watch.â
Your cheeks heat and you clear your throat as you grow flustered. Oh god, next time. They wanted to do this with you again. Holy shit.
âWe will collect your things from Jakesully later,â Tonowari says, before moving to nuzzle at your temple. âFor now, rest.â
âMy things?â You repeat, blinking dazedly. âBut- Iâm staying with them to help Kiri.â
âKiri is fine.â Ronal grumbles, her fingers moving in concentric patterns across the bare skin of your back. âYou may check on her in the mornings and evenings. You do not need to stay in their marui.â
Maybe if you didnât feel as though your brain had been literally fried from the way they had fucked you, you might have been better able to gather your thoughts. As it is, you do as Tonowari had suggested and rest as you flop bonelessly against his chest.
âMoving in together is a big step.â You mumble. Youâre trying to make a joke, but youâre so tired that your tone mustnât match. As it is, it seems to fall flat.
âYes,â Ronal acknowledges, her fingers kneading at a knot in your lower back. You swear your eyes nearly roll back at the sensation. âBig step. We have discussed it much and watched you often. We will see how it goes.â
For all her ribbing at you about your stamina, she sounds sleepy herself. The severeness of her features have softened, and her stroking at your back turns lazy. Beneath you, pressed tight to your naked chest, Tonowari is still purring. It sends soothing little reverberations down your spine, encouraging you to relax into his big body. His own handsome face has slackened a little in obvious satisfaction, though he sends you a soft little smile when he sees you looking up at him.
Weâll see how it goes, you think to yourself as your eyes drift closed in the embrace of the two enormous aliens holding you. That sounds good.
Okay so don't get mad at me because I'm new to this but like thinking about red riot having an interview that's broadcasting LITERALLY EVERYWHERE and for some crazy reason he takes his shirt off to show his muscles đ idrk but ANYWAYS...he's taking his shirt off and he turns around and everyone gets a view of the scratches you put on him but poor Kiri is completely oblivious to it until he sees the host and the camera crew with red faces then it suddenly hits him.
This has been in my drafts for like a year now LOL
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â âsynopsis - He knew it was wrong but something was so enticing about you, he just had to have a taste.
â âtw- infidelity, drinking, cursing, heavy smut
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Chapter 1 >>> Chapter 2
Erenâs POV
âWhenâs the last time you went out Eren?â Jean questioned, his words muffled through the phone. Eren ran his fingers through his thick brown locks, breathing a deep sigh as he slouched back into his chair, thinking about the last time he went out and had some fun. âLet me tell you when, the night before you got married, Eren.â Jean exasperated.Â
Right. Married. Only 6 months in and Eren already felt exhausted; the eyebags under his eyes were a good enough sign that he was hardly getting any sleep. With the finalizing of the wedding, moving into the recently renovated house that his parents gave him as well the gigantic pile of work that had to been done within the next 3 working days if he wanted to keep his job, Eren had a lot to be done which caused him to have a terrible sleep schedule with an even poorer diet.
I donât normally ask for a lot but please help my friend find her sister, the last time she was seen was august 4th 2022 around 6 am. She was wearing black and red plaid pajama pants and a black hoodie. Last places she was seen was 3110 Norway pl norfolk virginia. Sheâs a black girl around 5â5 with brown hair and blonde dyed tips and faded red streaks in her hair.
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Live Show: Birthday Girl | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
Happy Birthday, @katsukikittenâ! You have no idea how hard it was trying to keep this a surprise for you, so I hope you enjoy it! And I hope, despite everything, that you have a wonderful birthday!
I know itâs been a while since Iâve posted any of my writing on this Tumblr account, but thank you for sticking around! This is based on my Live Show camboy!Bakugou series. I kinda picture it taking place between 2 and 3. A special thank you to @trafalgar-temptressâ for reading over this before I posted it!
Warnings: 18+, camboy!Bakugou, squirting.
Word Count: 5500.
You woke up with a smile on your face, replaying the previous nightâs events in your mind. If someone had told you that youâd end up having a private show with Dynamight, and heâd do it for free no less, you wouldnât have believed them. Picking up your phone to check through your messages to make sure it hadnât all been a wild dream. Sure enough, Dynamightâs personal cell phone number sat in your recent contacts.
Your phone chimed with various texts from your friends, wishing you a happy birthday.
You groaned at the realisation. How could you have forgotten that it was your birthday today?
Clearly, it was because it was destined to be an awful day. Youâd already written it off as being one of the worst birthdays of your life and you hadnât even experienced it yet.
It sounded overdramatic, but it really was. Often you werenât one to make a huge fuss of your special day, usually still going into work and then arranging drinks with your friends to wrap your day off but of course, this year was different. Youâd almost prefer to go to work than spend the entire day alone in your apartment, but since youâd already decided to take a day of holiday, you were evidently going to have to spend the entire evening alone.
The only silver lining to this awful Birthday? Tonight Dynamight would be streaming a special weekend live show. Possibly the only thing right now that could turn your entire day around, and it was the only thing you were looking forward to.
Can you do a hc of how the founding trio would react to reader running from his dick? Like while they're doing it and she can't form the words to say that she's being overstimulated or that he's being to rough, so she scoots or falls forward.
First of all this is a damn good request.
Images from IG @orvchimaru (theyâve got a ton of really nice images)
Everyone headcanons Hashirama to be a soft dom which I highly agree with so here we are.
He thinks itâs really cute when you start kicking him off of you when heâs eating you out and when you start squirting in his mouth he drinks it all up and keeps sucking your little clit. Heâs much stronger than you (physically speaking) so he will pull you closer midst your orgasm, push your thighs apart and start tongue fucking you, never forgetting your clit while at it.
When you seriously canât handle it anymore heâll stop because heâs nice and will give you a 6 second break to get yourself together before his fingers are knuckle deep inside of you. You have his forearm in a death grip but that doesnât do anything against how good heâs massaging your gspot, making him chuckle at how cute you are trying to take the pleasure heâs giving you.
With tears coming down your cheeks he will kiss them away and tell you to look at yourself and see how beautiful you are. He wants you to see the way your pussy reacts to his touch.
You can cry to him all you want about how itâs too much and heâll listen to you and hear you out but that doesnât mean heâs going to stop.
âI- I- p-pleaseâ, you cry, his arm moving so fast, forcing you to keep cumming, making a mess everywhere. âYes I know itâs very intense preciousâ, heâll say, still forcing you to cum for him. âYouâre doing very well for meâ, he says, smacking your sensitive and wet pussy hard enough to make you squeal, your juices splattering as he smacks you again. He smacks you again and again, holding you down with his weight.
âS-sorry!â, you shakily scream, having had enough of the spanking, your pussy sensitive enough that you think youâll cum again if he doesnât stop. Even though it hurts his fingers land on your clit in such a stimulative way, making you want to arch but you canât. âFor what sweetheart?â, he asks, the smacking going from pain to pleasure really quickly. He just knows how to work your body the right way.
When he notices youâre on the verge of another climax he stops, letting you whine at him all you want. âWho said you can cum while Iâm spanking you my love?â, heâll calmly ask and youâre too far gone to try and make words with your mouth.
When he fucks you in missionary and notices how you try to stop with by squeezing your thighs and scooting up and away from him he pulls out of you to drag you down to the edge of the bed, then proceeds to place your legs over his shoulders and sink himself into you again. This way you know youâre trapped and heâs going to fuck you even harder for trying to run from him.
Tobirama
Tobirama hates crying but he loves it at the same time. He loves making you cry and then telling you to stop crying and giving you shit about it, threatening you with getting your thighs spanked or with denying your orgasm. Which heâs done too many times for you to try and test him.
Youâre the cutest to him when youâre trying so hard not to cry. Heâll purposefully overstimulate you so you can try and push him away just so he can take pleasure in denying your orgasm and seeing you cry.
He gives you warnings every now and then with growls and grunts, taking away the little power you have every time you make him mad.
If your hands push him away heâs tying them up, if you try to close your legs heâs putting them on his shoulders or heâs tying them up. If you cry and you donât stop when he tells you he will for sure remember this and deny you next time. Youâre also getting a good spanking and he goes for your ass, thighs and your pussy. If you donât look at him when he tells you to heâs going to blindfold you and the more senses you loose the more intense the night becomes for you.
He was fucking you really deep and you really canât handle the deep strokes and he knows that so itâs his key move when heâs fucking you. âBaby you feel so good taking all of me like this. But all this crying needs to stop. Yes Itâs too deep but you need to take it princess. Take it and just cum for meâŚyou want to make daddy happy right?â
Loves to see you ride him and dare you stop heâs going to have to take control again. He literally gave you control and you still canât take it? You once were riding him and you came quite hard, hard enough that his dick was pushed out of you and you made a mess all over him.. He didnât mind the mess and his only mission was to get you right onto him to make that mess again. âN-nooâ, you barely managed to say, unable to speak at this point, whimpering loud when he sat you down and he was all the way in there again. âFuck princess, ride meâ, he groans, smacking your ass really hard making you scream. When he placed both his hands on your hips you grabbed his forearms, trying to pry him off you so you could have a minute to breath before heâd fuck you again, but heâs stronger than you and his hands remained on either side of your hips. He started fucking you slowly, his hips moving upwards, and his hands slamming you back down on him, lifting your hips as he pulled out and slamming them down on him again. He did this three times and your vision went completely hazy, the orgasm hitting you so hard that you couldnât stop shaking, falling onto him and whimpering. He smiled.
âYou just canât stop cumming for daddy baby. Daddyâs gonna tie you up next time so you can take me betterâ, he will comment. âDaddyâs letting you cum so well but you canât last long enough for him? I donât know if youâre going to get to cum next time princessâ.
You absolutely hate it when you canât take it. You want to be good for him so bad but your body just reacts on its own when youâre overstimulated. Heâs super mean. Very mean. He some times chuckles seeing you falling over when youâre riding his dick, before scooping you up and fucking you in his arms.
Heâll provide the best after care and make sure to hold you and kiss you but while youâre snuggling heâs going to keep saying mean things to you. âPrincess, Iâm very disappointed in you. Why were you running from me?â, he says, running his finger tips along your arm, placing kisses on your forehead too.
Next time you will not get to come and youâll be sorry and guess whoâs going to be there to comfort you when itâs all over? Yes.
Madara
Maddy daddy absolutely loves backshots and he also absolutely hates it when you bring your hand to his hard tummy and try to push him away.
âMove your handâ, he grunts, spanking you hard at that.
Youâre at the point where you can no longer arch for him, the orgasm ripping through so intense that youâre crumbling to the bed, your body violently shaking underneath him.
He hasnât cum yet but heâs so close so he quickly grabs a few pillows and shoves them under your pelvis so he has a good angle. He loves the feeling of being deep inside of you. You just grip him so good and he canât help but go all the way in.
Heâs going to keep thrusting into you, pounding you hard and fast so he can cum too. When he cums the warmth of his seed shooting into you is enough to bring you to another mind shattering orgasm, your pussy gripping him even harder. Now youâre overstimulating him. But he likes thatđ
Once heâs done recovering he lifts you up into a better position. Youâre kneeling in front of him, kind of sitting on him with your back flat against his chest and your thighs spread out on top of his.
While youâre in this position and heâs buried deep inside of you and he scoots over to the headboard. Mind you, your orgasm hasnât ended yet and here he is balls deeply manhandling you to a different position.
Now your trapped between him and the headboard so thereâs no running this time. One hand on your hip and the other around your neck, heâs going to start off slowly and gradually pick up the pace.
RIP that pussy Queen.
He loves fucking you until youâre about to cum and then just thrusting very deep and holding you right there, roughly rubbing your clit until youâre convulsing in his arms. Absolutely loves to feel you break down against him.
âThere you go, good girlâ, heâll say, placing you back on the sheets so he can âgive you a breakâ, sucking on your tender nipples, biting and nipping them while heâs rubbing the head of his thick cock against your clit, pushing the tip into you and quickly pulling out, loving the little whimpers every time he pushes into you. Maybe heâll just put the tip in or heâll go halfway or heâll go very deep. He likes to keep you guessing, listening to you go from âoohhhâ to âahhhh!â, to screaming in tears.
He loves comforting you when he sees you trying to get away from him and also continue to drive you crazy. âLook at me sweetheart, you can take itâ, he says kissing your teary cheeks. âWeâre not done here baby, hold my hand and stop cryingâ, heâll say, never running out of patience and never gaining any sympathy for you either. Youâre going to see this through though.
Thereâs a cave rumored to have piles upon piles of gold guarded by a vicious, fire breathing dragon that Barbarian Bakugou sets off to slay the fearsome beast more for the fame of it than for the treasures it gatekeeps.
Just as the rumor said, the dragon is huge, baring itâs sharp teeth in a menacing snarl that could tear him apart but Barbarian Bakugou doesnât back down- bravely shows back his own snarl with his sword ready to swing.
To his surprise, the dragon lets out a low growl at him, head tilting into the shadow of the cave before it took a step back into total darkness, fire suddenly sprouting from where it was, but not at Bakugou, to his further confusion.
The flames lick at scattered torches on the wall and the light glimmers on the gold and gems; and atop of the pile of treasure plops down a big woman- big as in âbumping the top of the caveâ big. Horns scratching on the rocks, wings folding behind her, a gush of smoke blown out of her nostrils as the dragon woman coiled her tail around herself on top of all the gold, curiously waiting for the young warriorâs next move.
And Barbarian Bakugou has his jaw on the floor and obviously speechless because thereâs a voluptuous dragon shifting woman staring at him like an amused cat- and sheâs fucking naked. Heâs not leaving even if she threw gold at his face.
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note: crawling or moving away from hq boys while theyâre going to pound town. this is definitely not self-indulgent I just think the phrase is extremely hot
warnings: dubcon, hair pulling, manhandling, vulgar language, degradation, slapping, choking, spit roasting, mentions of implied female body parts
bokuto, who a man of his size, often forgets just how strong he is. what doesn't help is his never wavering stamina to go with it. his grasp on your hips is firm and surely is going to leave bruises behind. he pounds into you loud and messy, the sound of skin on skin drowning out your whimpering and crying. each time he slams back into you, your breath is knocked out of your system. "k-kou, 'is too much!" you squirm, wiggling away from his body. you attempt to push at his thighs and the frosted-tipped-haired man grumbles, quickly pulling you back so your ass is flush against him. when you try to move away again, he simply pulls your body up before turning you around so you're now facing him. you think he's finally listening to you but then he takes your legs and throws them over his shoulders. pressing them up further to your chest so that you are in a mating press, he groans when he sinks back into you. there's an obscene squelch from how wet and messy the two of you are and you canât help but clench around him. he bites and nibbles on your ear before saying, "baby, don't be difficult. let me fuck you like how I know you need to be fucked, okay?"
atsumu who gets antsy at a team dinner because he canât get over how beautiful you look. from the minute you stepped in you have had several people turning their heads to look at you. heâs very proud of having you as his significant other and puffs out his chest, bragging about you to whoever he can whenever because he knows heâs lucky. but eventually he starts to get pouty when he feels like eyes have been lingering on you for too long. the setter politely announces you two need to leave early, only for him to drag you inside the backseat of his car to fuck you out of possessiveness. your legs are over his shoulders as he rams into you. eyes roll to the back of your head as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. but after both of you cum once, atsumuâs pace doesnât falter. itâs clear you both are too sensitive right now but he ignores that. you find yourself scooting your shaking upper body towards the door and against the window. atsumu only pouts before he grabs your neck and pins you even harder to the seat. "w-why are ya trying to run away? depriving me of ma pussy is so rude baby. its mine, right? and this fat cock is nobodyâs but yers, so just sit tight and take it.â
oikawa taunts you for whining and saying that "it's too much". he prides himself in the fact that he knows his dick is a lot to handle but he also prides himself in knowing that you're a slutty whore who can take whatever, and whoever-even his best friend at the same time as him. you didn't know that iwaizumi had been watching the two of you fuck. and you didn't know that oikawa brought him to join you two. thatâs how you find yourself stuffed and filled with two cocks. both men relieving their stress by using you. oikawa takes your sweet ass and iwa fills your pretty mouth up with his delicious cock. the athletic trainer grunts as he fucks your mouth, blessed that at least once he could experience what it felt like. oikawaâs eyes are zeroed in on your cunt and how you suck him in. you feel so full and overwhelmed that you try to move back from both men. your restlessness doesnât go unoticed by oikawa and he slaps your ass. âdonât move, not until all your holes have been stuffed full.â the setter snaps. he thrusts so hard into you from behind that you end up taking more of iwa in your throat. he moans loudly at the motion and the gagging come from your mouth. he then laughs and tilts your head up so youâre looking at him before saying, âyeah princess-mmhm fuck-donât run away. itâs rude not to finish your meal.â
kuroo who absolutely gets drunk off of watching the two of you fuck in front of the mirror. he loves seeing and hearing all the cries and whimpers that come out of you, and bursts of pride run through him because he knows heâs the cause of it. but one thing that will drive him absolutely insane is eye contact. when he looks at you through the mirror while balls deep in your cunt, he canât help but move his hips faster. harder. this motion causes you to cry out and attempt to move away from him due to how harsh he is. kuroo only scowls before he grabs you by your hair and pulls your body flush to his chest. your back arches against him and he doesnât hesitate to ruthlessly drive into you so that youâre seeing stars. the fucking is obscenely loud but he doesnât hesitate to bend down and say into your ear, âwhere are you going? iâm not done with you yet. not until you get to fully see how fucked dumb you can be from my cock. thatâll teach you not to run away from me.â
kageyama who came home from practice still high on adrenaline. youâre making dinner in the kitchen and greet him sweetly when he comes to say hi. something is odd about the way he is unusually quiet. that confusion is quickly gone once you feel him slither his arms around your waist, hard on pressing into your back. next thing you know, youâre bent over the kitchen counter whining out pleas of, âslow down tobioâ and, âtoo much too much!â while heâs pounding your ass. you try to squirm your way from between him and the surface and feel his grip on your hips tighten before pinning you harder against the counter. now you could really feel every inch of his cock inside of you. kageyama whines and buries his head in your neck, kissing the sensitive skin. he shuts his eyes tight as the only thing he can think of is your addicting cunt and itâs warmth. âbaby please, need to feel all of you. need to be buried so deep in your pretty pussy. you can let me have this, yea? donât runaway, need to be as close to you as possible. gonna fill you up so good.â
tsukishima who cant stand how annoyingly attractive you are. itâs much worse over time as your relationship has established because you know exactly how to rile him up. so when you show up to one of his volleyball practices for the sendai frogs, short skirt and thigh highs, flirting with everyone in plain sightâhe sees red. heâs eerily quiet on the drive home, neither talking nor looking at you at all. when you reach the front door you feel bad by that point and open your mouth to apologize. âi-â âshut the fuck up.â he snaps. the next few events happen fast when heâs storming over to you, carrying and throwing you onto your shared bed. he pulls your underwear to the side, pushing his shorts and briefs to his ankles before sheathing into you hard. his hulking figure consumes you and itâs all too much for your senses, causing you to babble and cry. you try to discreetly scoot yourself up in the bed so he wonât notice but freeze when you hear a cold chuckle and harsh yank on your body. âwho the fuck said you could runaway? brats like you need to fully take their punishment. stay fucking still or iâm gonna fuck your ass so hard youâll be struggling to remember how to walk.â
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I donât mean any harm but I donât/wonât/canât read a white coded y/n. That doesnât mean that I donât read pieces from non black authors , cause I do! There are some that are really great, but if I can tell that the language that youâre using is specific to a certain phenotypical audience then I wonât partake. Itâs not fair to highlight nonblackness as the norm. If all of your ynâs blush with pink nipples , put their silky straight hair into buns or just have that general white girl core vibe then itâs ânot a x readerâ at that point. Itâs a âx nonblack readerâ â which is fine , write whatever floats your boat but market it as such. Also, donât get mad that all my ynâs have a braids and brown skin cause sis itâs literally in my bio. You and your pink nipples can go to hell , respectfully .
Pov: you just found out that some wattpad writer is copying work from tumblr writers but since they didn't use the actual names of the stories so now you can't find out who the og writers are to warn them
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Thinking bout being man-handled by Fatgum sigh he wouldn't even be doing it purpose either. Just painfully oblivious to the tsunami that flooded your panties everytime he grabbed your waist and practically toss you to the side to get what he needs.
It's get even worse when he realizes what he's doing to you(ăŁËĚŠââŽËĚŠ)㣠he'd start doing it way more often, especially in bedđ
A/N: A Halloween story for you. More coming over the next week or so. Just a little fun.Â
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You sat in front of the fire with a glass of whiskey wrapped in your hands while you stared at the flames. Another shiver wracked your body and you sucked in a breath. The Mikaelsonâs gazes sat heavy on your shoulders as they surrounded you in their living room. You hadnât spoken a word since you arrived half an hour ago and your silence had to be grating. None of them were the most patient.
You cleared your throat. âCould IâCould I stay here tonight?â Just forcing the words out made your head spin a little. Maybe you should focus on breathing. That should help.
âYou know you are always welcome here, Y/N, but you sound terrified. What is going on and why donât you want to go home?â That was Elijah. Of course, it was. Always direct and to the point.
Theyâd require answers at some point, you might as well give them to them now. âI canât go home. Itâs too scary.â
Klaus huffed a laugh.
âNiklaus,â Elijah snapped.
âWhat?â the hybrid asked and gestured in your direction. âSheâs sitting in a room with four originals and asking to stay here because something else scared her. You have to appreciate the irony.â
Rebekah came to sit beside you and placed a hand on your back. âWhat is it, Y/N? Whatâs going on?â
You sat your drink down and dropped your head into your hands. They were going to have a field day with this. âMy house is haunted.â