Emo Boyfriend’s.

So you know how I wrote about how Sakuna slowly falls in love with you but he’d never admits it until his dying breath…. Well here’s this:

You didn’t realize that these where probably your last moment’s with Yuji. You sat in his room, at the edge of the bed, holding back tears. “I don’t want you to cry.” He told you, Yuji hasn’t been able to look you in the eyes for a while since he realized that he was going to die a lot sooner than they originally believed. He was going to wrap his arm around your shoulder and hold you close but you shot up from your seat, slapping his hand away. “You just had to be the damn hero, didn’t you!” He looked up at you with shock, this was the first time in a long time that you raised your voice at him like that- full of anger and fear… Sakuna could feel it and so could he, “What happened to our happy ever after?! Was that all a lie to you?! Did you just forget when you made the decision to be the hero?! DO I NOT MATTER TO YOU?!” 

His heart sank, he could see the tear dropping from your face while you screamed at him. “No y/n, that’s not it… I promise that’s not it.” He tried to stay calm and touch you again, hold you for the last time but, something snapped in you. “AND YOU SAKUNA! YOU FUCKING COWARD! YOU THINK YOU’RE SO GODLY?! YOU NEED A FUCKING BODY JUST TO STAY CONCIOUS- WHAT KIND OF GOD ARE YOU TO BE RUINING SOMEONES LIFE, SOMEONES FUTURE?!” Although you knew it wasn’t his fault, you took a swing at Yuji and he let you hit him, over and over and over again. But Sakuna was pissed off that his vessle was letting himself get beat up by a woman, why would he ever do that? 

Sakuna switched with Yuji and held both of your wrist together, earning a small whimper from you. He’d forgot how fradgile human skin was. 

But that’s when you began to pull, to tug on his hands- Sukuna wasn’t even looking at you while you tried to cause him harm. But he took a glance at your small figure.

Tired and worn out from fighting back emotions. 

“There’s no point in fighting little one… The deed will be done and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Fuck you.”

“It is not my fault your lover decided to eat my finger and he continues to do so.”

“Shut up.”

“And like I said, there is nothing you could do about it.” His head whipped to the side, you caught him off guard… You slapped him. “I said shut up!” This time, you looked into his eyes. “I DON’T CARE IF IT’S A DONE DEAL! YOU RUINED MY LIFE. YOU RUINED YUJIS FUTURE. FUCK.YOU” 

He now understood why Yuji was letting himself get hurt. The look in your eyes. It was enough to cause ruin to a whole village of people, a gloom that could destroy lives. Redness that painted your nose, you’re flushed cheeks, and the sad puffy eyes.

 “Fuck you- fuck you- fuck you.” With every vulgar word, Sakuna let you hit and scratch at him, but to him, it only felt like a tap. “You ruined my life and my future!” He watched you begin to cry again, “You ruined it.” You sobbed, your body going numb before he let you lean against his body. “You ruined his life…” You repeated slowly, sobbing into his arms, that now wrapped around you body.

A deep slumber took over you when he caressed your head with his nails, carefull not to scratch your thin skin. “I-” He muttered, “I’m sorry little one…”

On his last days, you ignored him, even if it was Yuji.

His heart ached to be with you again but he understood that, that was your way to cope. Slowly distancing yourself from whoever you knew you where about to lose.

Little did the two of you know that Yuji and Sakuna would lose you first.

Blood dripped from the corner of your mouth, coughing it up as Yuji held you in his hands. This time, not even Sakusa could had seen it happen. They thought the monster was dead- until it came behind you and pierced his hand through your stomatch. Your hand was cupping his cheek, caressing his cheek and ocassionally grazing over Sakunas eye… That was the first time you’ve showed Sakuna physical kindless. “I love you…” You muttured, Yuji becan to shake his head. “No, no, no. I wasn’t supposed to lose you!” 

“I know Yuji… I know.”

Yuji shook his head, “You where supposed to live a long life and get over me… maybe have kids one day… and maybe name one of them Yuji- you know.” The small laugh that escaped your chest turned into a cough and then a sad smile. “I’m sorry yuu…”

You closed your eyes, “Please don’t leave me.” He croaked. “Little one, please.”

“I’m still here…” You whispered, trying to tightened your grip on Sakunas hand. “I’m sorry I never showed you the kindness you deserved.”

The demon shook his head, and for once, smiled- a soft sweet smile. “You showed me all the kindness in the world y/n with your vulgar words.” His laugh caused tears to fall onto your cheek. “A demon who weeps… who knew.” Your hand lightly scratched his skin. “Will we ever meet again?”

“Maybe in another life little one… maybe.”

“Good…” Your hand left his cheek with a scratch as it fell back to your body. He didn’t realize you where becoming cold already. Sakuna lifted your body and handed it over to Megumi. “The deal we had is off. Good luck getting Yuji back in control.”

I woke up and chose violence today :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS U DIRTY ANIMALS

Toxic ex husband gojo getting us pregnant is such a superior thought 😩

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 | 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

cw/ tw. fem!reader, mildly dubious consent, jealousy, unprotected sex, mentions of trying to get pregnant, cheating (but not with Gojo and reader), manipulation (kinda), obsessive behavior, breeding kink, reader's bf is an oc, pet names (ex. pretty girl, baby) | wc. 800+

an. mmk hear me out on this.

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who doesn’t take it well when you tell him you have a boyfriend after bumping into him in the grocery store parking lot. At least, you don’t think he does. It’s hard to tell, his expression inscrutable as ever behind his dark sunglasses.

“Is that so?” he finally says, and for some reason, it makes you nervous. 

“Yeah…he’s nice.” You rattle on about how you met your boyfriend, Rin, through a friend, how he’s an investment banker and takes you out to his cabin on the weekends, and wants kids—

He smiles, and you relax a little. “That’s good. I’m happy for you.”

But if you weren’t so up in the air about bumping into your ex after several months of silence—since his mom invited you over for the holidays—you’d realize how dangerous that smile is.

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who starts showing up in odd places after that.

First, it’s at your favorite coffee shop you usually stop at on your way to work. It’s weird because you remember him hating coffee, loading it with creamer and sweetener just to get rid of the bitter taste. But you don’t mention it when he offers—no, insists on paying for your coffee and blueberry streusel muffin.

He shrugs, smiling, after you tell him it’s expensive—when has that ever bothered me?—and slides a shiny black card across the counter to the barista.

The second time is while you’re walking through the quaint park near your place, which you know is far from his sleek penthouse on 5th Avenue—a thirty-minute drive, at least.

“I bought a house out here. The one up on the hill,” he tells you. 

You know which one he’s talking about. You’ve driven past it before, a cozy brick stone with lots of windows, a white picket fence, and a large backyard.

According to a real estate website, his house is a little over a million. 

Interest must be written all over your face because he asks, “You want to see it?”

Obviously, you shouldn’t say yes.

“Sure.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who watches you take in the hardwood floors and tall ceilings trimmed with crown molding. When you stop in the massive kitchen, something you’ve always wanted, he eyes you questioningly. “So? What do you think?”

The smile you give him is genuine. “It’s beautiful.”

Gojo matches your smile with a bigger one, almost blinding. “That’s good, that’s good.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who suggests dinner—friends can have dinner together, can’t they?—which leads to two glasses of wine and then watching movies on his very soft couch. If you were more aware, you probably would have noticed the signs sooner, that he avoids any conversation around Rin, that maybe he’s trying to—

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who presses you into the couch cushions, biting marks into your neck and chest until your breaths come out fast and high-pitched.

“We shouldn’t,” you manage to say, still tipsy and tongue heavy in your mouth from the wine you had.

He chuffs a laugh against your cheek, pressing a kiss there. “Doesn’t this remind you of old times, though?”

“B-but I have a boyfriend.”

In retaliation, he sinks his teeth into the tender flesh around your fluttering pulse. 

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who bunches the lace of your panties in his fist, shoving them up around your knees, trapping your legs together against your chest. A long, drawn-out groan rumbles in his chest at the sight of the creamy mess between your thighs. “Such a pretty wet pussy, fuck.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who holds his hand up to your mouth, telling you to lick before he wraps it around his cock, pressing the tip into your slick cunt. And you forgot how big he is, just on the side of too much, the bit of effort it takes for him to sink in a little, and then all at once, rending you right down the middle.

“There you go, pretty girl,” Gojo breathes, hips tight and close, grinding into you so that you can feel how deep he is. “I see you can still take it.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who fucks you hard enough to send you skittering up the couch, only to pull you back down again. You whine into where your face is pressed against the back cushions, biting down to muffle how loud you’re being.

He tuts and forces you to look at him again with his fingers digging into your cheeks.

"What if I give you a little baby, huh? We'll be a family together. You, me, and our baby in this big house. Doesn't that sound nice?" he mutters, bending down to suck a nipple into his mouth, forcing your legs further against your chest.

The angle rubs just right inside you. You make an unintelligible noise at the back of your throat, unable to move or get better friction in this position.

“We did it your way last time, didn’t we, baby?” his little laugh is breathless, kind of mean. “I let you leave, but now we’re going to do it my way from now on.”

His words should strike alarm bells in your head, but when he fits his hand between your bodies to strum his thumb against your clit, your mind empties.

toji’s busy deciding which horse to bet on

Gojo Satoru loves to take video of you taking him fully

Stressful Day.

Pairing: Kunikida x f!reader

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Naughty words, dom!Kunikida, unprotected sex, just pure filth. 

You looked up from the book you were reading on the sofa when you heard the door slam shut.

“Kida?” You called out and stood up, straightening the button up shirt you stole from Kunikida’s wardrobe that evening. Your boyfriend had been getting home later recently due to the increased workload dumped on him because of his co-workers… Dazai especially. You sighed when he didn’t answer and adjusted your underwear, before going in search of him. Just as he kicked off his shoes aggressively at the entrance of your shared home, he stormed past you, grabbing your upper arm, dragging you to the bedroom.

“Kida, honey?” You whimpered as his grip tightened around your limb. The bedroom door swung into the wall at the force he opened it, quickly followed by it being slammed as he almost threw you into the room. You turned to look at him, and before you could see anything, each hand grabbed a side of the shirt you were wearing and yanked hard. Buttons popped off and fabric tore under the force of the pull, leaving your chest bare before Kunikida, nipples hardening at the sudden exposure.

You gasped, hands flying to take your boyfriend’s hair out of his usual ponytail as his lips attached to one of your breasts. He sucked on the skin of your chest roughly, dragging a mewl from your lips as your hands tangled themselves into his blonde locks.

“That bastard is insufferable” Kida growled against your skin, fingers digging into your hips with a bruising grip after he’d pulled the remains of his shirt from your body. You could only answer with a moan as he shifted to your other breast, sucking your nipple into his mouth roughly, swirling his tongue around the stiff nub. You were in for it now.

“Gets away with doing nothing for the agency.” Kida grunted as he jerked your underwear down your legs, picking you up out of the fabric pooling on the floor and threw you onto the bed. He discarded his own clothes with an almost inhuman speed before joining you on the bed, forcing your already shaking legs open for him. His head dipped between your legs and he gave you a forceful, long lick along your cunt, drawing a loud moan from your heaving chest. He didn’t often lose his temper like this, but whenever he did, you knew you were in for a long night.

“Useless, suicidal maniac” He snarled against your thighs, biting down as he roughly pushed his middle finger deep into your folds. He pinned your hip to the bed with his free hand as you tried to buck your hips to his hand, stretching you out as he forced another finger deep into your heat. Your head fell back onto the pillows as you moaned at the sensation, gripping at the sheets beneath your body. Kunikida’s rhythm was fast and brutal, and it had you drenching his hand within no time at all, almost making you scream when he attached his mouth to your clit, sucking harshly as he curled his fingers into that special spot you were hoping for him to pay attention to.

You felt his pace falter for a split second as your walls clamp around his fingers, and your hands yanking at his hair as the coil of pleasure that was building in the pit of your stomach snapped, and your first orgasm of the night washed over you hard and fast.

“Bastard doesn’t know how much stress he causes” Kunikida growled, pulling away from your pussy, licking his lips. He used the juices from his fingers to slick up his length, pumping himself a few times before the commands started.

“All fours. I won’t ask again.” He snarled and you complied, afraid of what the punishment would be if you dare disobey him when he was in this mood. He once again forced your legs open wide enough for his liking with his strong leg before positioning himself behind you.  You moaned loudly as Kunikida forced his cock into you with one, rough thrust, grunting in satisfaction as he bottomed out within you. He didn’t waste time for you to adjust to his size like he usually would, before grabbing your hips harshly, pulling out of your heat almost entirely before snapping his hips back to yours.

He held the animalistic pace he set, hitting so deep within you that you were already seeing stars. Your moans and gasps only spurred him on more, as he wrapped your long hair around his fist, yanking your head upwards, as he continued to pound into you ruthlessly from behind.

“You’d never be such an inconvenience, would you?” He snarled into your ear. A shudder ripped down your spine and his words caused you to clench around him for the second time that night.

“N-No Sir! Please…” You begged, although unsure what for. Another rumble sounded form his throat as he released your hair, using your hips to pull you back onto him with even more force than you knew was possible. The coil within you snapped harsher than the first time as you came, your juices leaking from your hole as Kunikida forced himself into you over again. Your knees almost gave in under you as his actions only sped up, your orgasm not fazing him in the slightest.

“Kida, baby, please… ah! T-Too much…” You whimpered through ragged breaths. It landed a harsh smack to your backside, causing you to yelp, your body arching away from the sudden pain.

“We’re not done until I say so.” His voice was raw; primal even. He shifted all his weight to his knees and pulled your body up to his chest by your throat. Your moans were restricted but it didn’t stop you letting them go as your boyfriend began to hit all the right spots from this new angle.

“You have one more in you for me, correct?” He whispered hoarsely in your ear as his free hand snaked around your waist and dipped between your legs, the pad of his thumb circling your soaked clit at a pace matching his thrusts. You whined out at the sensation, already overstimulated, but nodded the best you could with your other half’s hand still around your throat. He let his guard drop and moaned properly as your walls began to close around him once again, his thrusts becoming rapid and uncoordinated. You threw your head back onto his shoulder, heat rising in your body as Kunikida managed to rip another orgasm from your body. He growled loudly, grip tightening on your throat and his hand working quicker on your clit to keep you through your high, before he pressed his hips flush with yours, emptying hot, thick ropes of cum within you. You whined out in relief and pleasure as you felt Kunikida’s cock pulse against your walls, his pace slowing to a stop as his own ecstasy began to die down. You winced a little as he pulled his now softening member from you, and you both collapsed on the bed, completely spent.

You snuggled into Kida’s chest and hummed softly against his sweat-slicked skin as he wrapped his arms around you, tracing delicate little patterns along the naked skin of your back.

“I’m sorry, love, I wasn’t too much was I?” He mumbled, shifting to bury his face int your hair. You smiled into him and shook your head.

“Are you feeling a little better?” You asked after a few minutes of silence, neither of you moving. You felt a smile grow on his face, the smile he usually gave you after a session like this; the man was blissed out. He placed a soft kiss on the top of your head and whispered sheepishly against you.

“Much… Thank you…”

who’s your god? — geto suguru

summary: suguru geto is the reincarnation of a powerful god or so he claims, using his abilities to prey on as many weak minded housewives as he can.

+ tagging: @hellavile @shamelesshoefairy @takemichiluvr @nutheadgeenat

warnings: (18+, minors/ageless/blank blogs will be blocked) mention of church/religion, sex, adultery, cult like themes, sacrilege(?), begging, pet names (good girl, slut), corruption, finger sucking, public sex, people are watching, geto refers to himself as god, spanking, manipulation, race isn’t mentioned but i envision all my y/n’s as black so yeah

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“A-are you sure?” You swallow and gulp, staring at the man in front of you. His dark hooded eyes staring back at you.

“I have no reason to lie to you.” He says in a hushed tone as your husband walks up the stairs. With every painful creek of the staircase you can’t help but to wince. “Your purity… is in danger, has been for a long time… many of those in higher powers have spoke to me, they do want to help you to remain pure… to be in a good standing of course. That’s why I’m here.”

“Is there anything I can do?” With pleading eyes and shaky hands you scoot closer to him. You children deserved a pure mother, one to help them cross over when the time approached. You longed to be reunited with your husband when time was right.

“Why, of course.” He did a sly slimy smile. “We’ll sit some time aside and pray on this together at the temple.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much sir– eh, master geto.” You could see his lip curl at the name change and seen his nails dig into him palms. Pulling out a simple cross necklace from the insides of his black robe, he handed it to you, placing it into the center of your palm and closing your hand to form a fist.

“Keep this. Wear it. Don’t take it off until we next meet. It’s vital for the ritual we’ll have to preform.”

So you did. You wore it everywhere and didn’t take it off. Anything to keep your purity safe. You showed with it on, wore it underneath all your shirts and dresses.

“The gods spoke to me,” A phone call on the early morning after three weeks had passed. “It’s time.” It wasn’t even dawn yet, just a little past 3am and you were drowsy. “Wear something light. Very thin.”

You swallowed and looked over yourself, all of the sudden nervous and self conscious. Your body a bit more full and plum since the birth of two babies, everything thin you owned was tight against your body.

But you slipped into a long sleeved dark old dress you owned, that covered your entire body and hugged your figure.

You couldn’t help but feel so out of place and so weird when you walked into the sacred temple. Masked and cloaked individuals stood still, you could barely tell that they were breathing yet alone alive.

Swallowing, you made your way to the center of the temple, where you knew Geto would be waiting.

He stood with great posture and a small cross between his fingers, pressing his lips against it before rubbing his fingers against it, up and down. Your core tingled and you gripped the sides of your dress, feeling too hot to keep walking. Your knees buckled and your hands clutched at the wall by your side.

“Master Geto, he—lp!” You slipped and fell to the floor, landing with a small oof that left your mouth. A buzzing sensation on your clit and even feeling a rough hand on your folds. Massaging and pulling them apart.

“Just let it over take you. Just be glad, I didn’t do this while your husband was around. I’m being mighty merciful to you, my dear.” His voice is a shiver up your spine and his presence overtakes you, you feel him all over and he hasn’t even walked over to you yet.

“Tell me, my dear…” His voice cures your ails, making every moment more breathable again. “If I told you that the only way to keep your purity intact would be the touch of a god, would you still be willing?” His voice is sly and cocky.

You squeeze your eyes tightly, a light relief of touch making you moan heavily before it’s quickly snatched away. “That was just a taste, a small taste of purity that could welcomed back into your little soul.”

Something stirred up inside of your chest and a heavy weight made you groan, making you painfully uncomfortable and aware of just what you were missing.

“I need it.” You voice hoarse and detached, you weren’t sounding like yourself. “I’d do anything for it—!” You voice faded.

You felt several hands on you all at once but nobody was there. Solar bright hotness scarred your chest while the cross marked itself into your skin, the smell of burnt flesh all around you.

As if hours had passed, Geto finally approached you. Putting your head in his lap. He crouched and whispered in your ear, “I’m going to fuck the purity back into you.” Licking the insides of your ear before biting and sucking on the lobe. “You’ll be clean again.” He promised.

Slipping your dress up and removing your dainty underwear. “Already so soaked. You’re already ready for me.” His finger caressed your lips and he kissed you. His tongue licking throughout your mouth and sucking on every inch of your tongue.

Cloaked and masked individuals circled around you both and you clang into his grasp, shivering.

“They have to watch. They have to be here.” He explained calmly. “They’re praying over us, praying for you and your purity… shall I ask again, if you really want this? Remember the feeling that you felt…” That feeling was all you could think about, his touch and his voice amplifying everything.

He knew you wanted it. Hanging it over your head. Watching you pant and groan, your thighs sticky and your head spinning. “Please… you know I need it.”

“What would you husband think of you now…” he twists his fingers in your mouth, drawing them in and out. “Watching you beg like a little slut for me to fuck you… would he like it?”

You couldn’t bare to answer. “Please just fuck me already…” you pleaded with him, your eyes clouded with lust, his filled with sin and all he could do was drink it up.

The dizziness continued as the people watching stepped closer, you gulped and trembled, feeling like you can’t breathe.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you need to be pure again.” He pulls his robe off quickly and your eyes follow. His body sculpted to perfection, lean and a perfect built. Your eyes trailed down to his cock and you tried not to moan aloud.

Long and girthy with a dark pink tip, standing curved and full at your attention. You swallowed hard.

Leaning over you, he rubs himself between your cool wet gooey folds, lining his cock against your entrance. “Ready?” He murmurs and your eyes look between his then to his cock before you look to the lingering eyes around you.

“Yes. I’m ready.” Your voice strong and steady as your hands grab at his shoulders.

He slipped between your thighs and all of the heat and sweat around your body disappeared when a small moan left your lips. His cock completely splitting you open and his fingers digging into your thighs. Your legs spread wide as his hips thrust forward, hard.

Burying his nose into your neck he does a deep laugh. His hips wild with ever thrust, the splashy wetness from your pussy echoing around the temple. Moans bounce around with each time he plunges in and out of you.

Clenching around him, he groans, pulling himself out before quickly tapping his cock against your wet folds that open wide for him. He feeds your deprived insides his merciful cock with a sinister smile before he says:

“Tell me, who’s your fucking god now? Huh? Who do you belong to? Who is fucking you, hm? Who’s fucking this pussy pure?”

Gripping his shoulders harder and meeting his thrust you finally whisper, “You… you are, master Geto.”

His hips stutter when you tighten up on him, “Oh, so tight… so fucking tight.” He squeezed your thighs and ram inside of you, both of your moans loud. “Gonna fucking cum inside this pretty pussy.” He promises, jerking his hips and fucking deeper inside of your core.

Feeling every twitch from you, he uses two fingers to rub at your needy swollen clit. “Oh you like that? You like when I fuck this flower open?”

He plants kisses up and down your throat. “Please just…” you lock your legs around his waist, tightly. Wetness sliding down your thighs.

He shutters and sighs, rocking his hips and thrusting harder inside. His eyes intense as they glare down at you. “Such a good girl,” He says, his voice guff and his cock throbbing hard.

Your nails dig into his skin and your pussy squirts as he works his way in and out of you.“Take it.” He tip kissing your womb ever so gently before he’s pounding inside again, watching your thighs jiggle with every moment.

“Take my cum.” He growls, stilling over you. His body shakes and so goes yours, once his cum is planted inside of you, your body feels cool again.

Panting, you look into his dark eyes. “Am I pure?” Your eyes shining with hope and pleasure.

“Far from it.” He says and your face falls. “Turn around.”

Embarrassed and confused, you turn on your stomach.

You feel his rough hands touching on your ass and squeezing the plushness of it before he does the unexpected. A loud slap rings throughout the temple and you grown in pain. “Count.” He does another one to the opposite cheek.

“O-one…” Your soaked folds growing even wetness. “Two…”

Rubbing his cock between your ass he does another slap. “Three—!”

“I’m going to have my way with you for the rest of the day… until you physically can’t anymore.” He says with a deep chuckle. “Ready?”

morning with Draken

Never leaving you

Neteyam x female reader

Warning: fluff, angst, sad ending and some very soft s m u t

If you have any requests just submit them, I would be happy to make a fic, one shot and other stuff✨

I’m also working on other fics- some related to this one if u guys are interested! Let me know!

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Deep inside the forest lived Jake sully with his mate Neytiri and their children. (Y/N) had always been close to the family since her own family had been killed in a battle with the humans. She grew up with Neteyam by her side, always guiding her in the right direction. She had also become very found of him, but spoke little off it to anyone. When the day came where the sullys had to leave the forest, (Y/N) had flown away on her ikran. Up to a tall mountain where she could be with her own thoughts. Since she was little she had always been on her own two feet, had to help herself sleep at night when she was scared, had to teach herself the ways of the omaticaya. But she always had Neteyam by her side. She was frightened for what she would do without him, who would ask her if she was okay?

Back at the clan Neteyam was preparing for the ceremony that would make it official, that they would leave. He felt somthing was off, but he had been feeling off ever since spider got taken away. So he didn’t make much off it. He felt awful for leaving him, because spider was like a brother to him. And sully’s stick together always. he wondered what the new place would be like, the people, the trees, the food, and he wondered what it would be like without (Y/N). The once annoying girl who he had to babysit from he was little, the girl without her parents, but who he he since had grown to like and care for, he saw (Y/N) as a independent and strong hunter, who fought for herself and others who where not strong enough, who always cared for the poorer, even when she had so little herself. She was a true leader he would think.

The night sky wrapped itself around him, and he begun to worry. He had not seen her, not since the announcement. “Father, have you seen (Y/N)?” He frantic said, his troubled eyes wondering all over the clan. She wasn’t there. He could feel his heartbeat becoming more harder and louder in his chest. He had to find her.

Back at the mountain (Y/N) watched the forest live it’s own life, and she thought for just a second how peaceful they seemed, and how she didn’t effect them what so ever. She prayed to eywa, to not take Neteyam away from her. He was the one good thing that had happened to her since the sully’s welcomed her in with open arms. “Pleace, eywa” she mumbled out and layers down on the grass to look at the now black sky full of stars.

(1.st pov)

I could hear everything, the wind, my own heartbeat and a distant sound of someone calling my name” (Y/N)!” And a rumble.

I jumped, and spun around. Upon the ikran was Neteyam, looking very distressed as he ran his finger trough his hair and jumped from his ikran. I could feel my heartbeat getting faster “what hare you doing here Neteyam?” I asked. “I could ask you the same” he said and I was soon swept into a hug. My eyes widened. I placed my hand on his naked chest, suddenly feeling very sweaty and hot. “ I needed to escape” I mumbled into his chest and closed my eyes.

“I know” his voice rumbled. I closed my eyes for a second, just saving the feeling of being with him, even for just that second. “You scared me (Y/N), I thought something had happen-“ “something did happen” I pushed him away and sat myself on the same spot I sat just a few minutes ago in the grass. Looking down at the forest.

I huffed. “You’re leaving Neteyam” I could feel my voice tremble as I spoke but I had to stay focused. He couldn’t see what effect he had on me, what my true feelings was for the future leader of my clan. He had a responsibility and I never did. I only had myself to worry about.

“I know I’m leaving, but it’s not for good, I will come back to the clan”

I closed my eyes, and clenched my jaw.

“ I’ll come back for you”. I hissed.

I could feel his hand on my shoulder as he sat himself down beside me. His eyes where on me, his big and beautiful yellow eyes. I could feel the tears star to form so I took a sharp breath in and looked back at him.

I was at loss at words. Opening and closing my mouth like a fish. He chuckled and took his hand away from my shoulder and letting it grace my hair.

He looked deep into my eyes

“ I see you (Y/N)” and just like that time stopped. What once was his hand I’m my hair was now pressing my face towards him hesitantly. I nodded yes, words not forming fast enough. It was like a fire had rose from deep inside me.

his lips brushed mine, softly, delicately, like a butterfly, just long enough that I could inhale his breath, feel the warmth of his skin, and the taste of his lips. He felt like the forest, connected together.

He parted ways with my lips and looked up at me. But before he could speak I kissed him again. This time more hot and breathy, seeking union and closeness from him. The heat rose in my cheeks, as his tongue touched mine, quick, electric and soft. His hand caressing my face. I had never felt like this before, like I belonged with someone. But I did. In that moment I knew Neteyam was my past, my present and my future. And I could wait for him.

We broke apart, and looked into each other’s eyes.

“ I see you too Neteyam”

And his lips where back on mine. This time his tail brushed up against mine and his hand tracking down my spine. Touching my hair. He then kisses my shoulder, and runs his lips on my skin towards my ear, but doesn't quite make it that far. I tilt my head and after his deep breath out he bites me gently. It doesnt hurt, it only makes me want more. I look back at his eyes. His eyes exude love, protection, security, safety, patience, and respect. I smile.

He looks for any sign of regret, but I don’t. I want this, I want him. I want to be his mate.

“Be my mate?” I asked breathless. “I’ve decided that along time ago” he says and smiles. I let my hand glide over his chest, and down his abdomen. I pushed lightly and he moaned. His eyes watching my every move. I got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t really believe it; I was doing this. I was inventing something. I took out my bond in my hair as did he and we connected. I could everything, every emotion, very thought, I could feel all of him. We where one. I breathed out a hoarse moan. I could feel him. “Fuck” he breathed out.

“Can I touch you?”

“Anywhere.” I responded

He leaned in and licked the rim of my ear. “Anywhere? Really?” “Really.” Twisting my neck, I pulled his mouth to mine for a brief, wet kiss, sucking his tongue until his vision turned white around the edges. I felt him, all of him and what started as a soft and hesitant kiss had turned into something so much bigger.

I could feel a storm gathering in my body, and it grew with every indrawn breath, kiss and buck.

“Neteyam” my eyes widened. And I let out a hoarsely scream of his name. The storm had broken loose, crackling to my body and his like summer lighting and we were flung to the dark sky full of stars.

We were one.

I smiled

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Months had pasted since my mate, Neteyam had gone. What once was a happy place felt gloomy. But I filled my days up and I kept waiting for him to come back. Deep down I knew somthing had happened or where to happen. The forest just didn’t feel the same without him there. And the humans had kept their distance from our clan. I rubbed my stomach and smiled.

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One day, when I was gathering stuff my clan saw an ikran flew toward us, and it was jake. Soon more ikrans followed

I quickly gathered the strength to sprint towards the ikran, in hope my mate would be back.

“JAKE! Jake! Where is your son? Where is Neteyam?”

The village had begun to gather around him, and Jake, neytiri, lo’ak, spider, kiri and Tuk, jumped from the ikrans. But no Neteyam.

Jake walked towards me, his face stone hard. Neytiri following gloomy behind him. She looked sad.

“Where is Neteyam?” I asked, my voice whimpering.

“He is with eywa now”

I let out a load scream. And everyone around us fell into silence. Somewhere from behind me I could hear Neytiri crying. I clutched my stomach and I could feel my breath shivering. He was gone.

“He said he would come back”

He is gone.

I looked down on my stomach, what once was a flat stomach had since that night grown with love and passion. I had found my mate, had a family. But it was soon over.

“He said he wouldn’t leave me”

He is gone.

Jake embraced me, and touched my stomach. Smiling carefully down at my smal frame and big stomach. The baby gave Jake a kick. And Jake gave out a sad chuckle. I could see a tear form in his eye.

“You have a piece of him in you, he will always be there with you, every step of the way. He saw you, and we see you” and then sully’s all embraced me and my soon to be baby. I let out a last cry and closed my eyes. Imagining Neteyam was the one embracing me, telling me everything was okay. And somehow it was him doing all of that. Because he was a piece of everyone, a memory, a son, a friend, a mate and a soon to be father.

So along the line I learned that the forest was connected somehow and that I had had an effect on it; on someone. Eywa had given me a family and Neteyam would always find his way back, even form the beyond. And I knew I was not alone anymore.

dilf! Jake who's way too sweet on you while you're giving him head. He's got you on your knees, your tiny hands pressing against his thighs. The throb of his cock makes your jaw strain and your tongue rest under the weight of it. He's got both hands holding your jaw, stroking over your soft skin when you moan around the length of him.

"Doin' so good fr'me," he pants, throwing his head back, "Can tell - shit - daddy can tell you've been practicing" his jaw tightens when you swallow around him before pulling off.

The fat tip rests against your swollen lips as your press a kiss to it, running your fingers over the thick blue veins that run along the length of it.

"Uh uh, back down," Jake looks down at you, hands on your jaw guiding you back down to take him back into your mouth, gagging slightly when the tip hits the back of your throat. "good girl," Jake sighs from above you.

Drool spills from over your lips to coat what you can't take, dripping down his balls. Tears split your lashes, the thick of them fluttering against you soft cheeks when you take him to the hilt.

Jake holds you there, groaning through clenched teeth before he's spilling into your mouth, hot ropes of cum hitting the back of your throat with a hiss.

He pulls you off, letting you fall back to your haunches as you cough. Jake kneels down Infront of you, pulling you into a sloppy kiss. He moans at the taste of himself, stroking his hand over the soaked lips of your cunt, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth.