The day i met you. (Neteyam x oc)

Chapter 13

Warnings: small smut, kissing.

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(Tselia POV)

Just after i came home my mother started to question why i was outside, and why I didn't come home yesterday. I tried to answer her all but it was impossible when she only started to think of new questions. I was so exhausted. The rain took my whole energy, all i wanted was just to go to my room and sleep. "Tselia! You're home! I was worried.." Li'laak said while clinging onto me. I didn't say anything and just hummed. Her small eyes opened and looked at me worriedly. „Is everything alright? You seem sad.." she said softly looking at my eyes. I wanted to just scream and confess that i am not okay, that i feel the worst i have ever felt, but i couldn't so i simply said. "No Li'laak, everything's okay. Do not worry about me." i said with no emotion in my voice. My mother's gaze was on my body. She was analysing my whole figure.

Her eyes held judgement and i started to feel small and powerless from her stare. "Li'laak go to sleep. I need to talk to your sister. Alone." she said firmly, her eyes not leaving me. Li'laak wanted to protest, but she stayed silent, nodding softly and leaving me alone with my mother. My eyes trailed after her for a second before piercing in my mother's eyes. She scoffed and i felt a small part of my heart break. I looked down at my feet in shame.

"Look at you Tselia... you look terrible. Have you even eaten? You look like a ghost." her words made my breath hitch with pain. "W-What?" i asked confused. She scoffed yet again. "Have you looked in your reflection?" she said pitifully. I quickly grabbed a small pot filled with water and looked at myself. Tears started to glimmer in my eyes again, but i wouldn't let them fall and show my mother what effect she has on me. 

I couldn't breathe while i looked in my reflection. My cheekbones were on full display. They were so sharp and visible that they could cut. My lips were dry and bruised, as well as the warmish colour of them were slowly disappearing. I put the jar back on a small shelf and looked at my mother. "I am sorry." i said. Her eyes softened and filled with tears aswell.

 I went to my room, silently crying. I laid down on my hammock and tried to fall asleep, but the pleasure of resting wouldn't come. I sighed and just looked at the ceiling. Trying to imagine what Neteyam is thinking right now.

(Neteyam POV)

The kisses of Foh'la were like patches on my skin. Her delicate touch making me feel shivers, spreading around my whole body. I whimpered when she found the sweet spot on my neck. I grabbed her jaw making her look at me and i kissed her. She pulled out of the contact and went back to my throat, attacking it with cold kisses. Every touch make me forget about Tselia more and more. She started to rock her hips on my loincloth and i groaned throwing my head back. Her movements were getting more desperate and intense. She moaned in my ear and my already hard cock twitched.

She started to pull on my cloth. That's when my senses went back to me immediately. I pushed her off of me and shook my head. "Foh'la no." i said out of breath. 

Her eyes tensed and she stood up. „I don't fucking get you Neteyam! I have been with you for so long, and you don't want to mate with me!?" she yelled fumingly. And i felt furious after her words. Mating is a decision for both na'vis. Both need to agree on such commitment, for it to work out. I rised up rapidly, our faces almost touching. "Foh'la! Mating is something that needs to be desired by both na'vis! You can't just make that decision for both of us!" i shouted in her face.