Aonunete One Shots!

Prove It To Me (I'm Yours.)

okay uhm.. i dont consider this as smut but things will get heated in this chap! (Semi-smut ig? Idefk feel free to skip.)
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"Teyam I felt like I was third-wheeling!" "I'm sorry Nung- I got carried away." Long story short, Ao'nung and Neteyam go out, Neteyam reunites with an old friend and Neteyam basically ditches Ao'nung. 

"Yeah whatever." "Were you jealous?!" "No! Of course not!" Ao'nung rolled his eyes and walked away up the stairs, slamming their bedroom door. He wasn't the only one who was stressed, Neteyam was too. And Neteyam could only cope with stress with a drink. 

"Hey Nungie! Nungie where are youu?" Neteyam searched around their room. "Hm? Oh, there you are!" Ao'nung was hiding in his closet. It was honestly his safe space. "Get out." "You're so mean." Neteyam set down the wine glass he was carrying and sat down next to Ao'nung on the floor, who was wrapped in a blanket and was on his phone.

"Come on.. you're still mad at me, Nungie?" "Yes," "Why?" "because you ditched me-" "-no, I didn't. Come on, why don't you look at me?" "Teyam, stop it.." Ao'nung scooted away and tucked himself back into his blanket.  

"Ao- Baby, look at me. Come on-" Neteyam grasped the other side of Ao'nung's jaw so that he would face him. "I'm sorry, please forgive me?" "Y-yeah.. Okay I forgive you!" Ao'nung tried to look away but Neteyam only tightened his grip even more. "I"m only yours my love, and you're only mine." Neteyam smirked, getting Ao'nung all flustered. "Love.. you're drunk.."

"The drunkness won't stop me, even though, you won't let me stop, right?" "Yes I-" "-no you wouldn't. Because you're enjoying this a little too much." Neteyam leaned in closer, whispering in his ear, trailing his hands from the other's jaw to Ao'nung's chest, pressing his palm on it. Neteyam could only feel Ao'nung's heart starting to race.

"What? Cat got your tongue my love?" Neteyam shifted his position and sat on his lover's lap and softly cupped his cheeks. "Still, mad at me?" "I'm not.. mad at you. I'm just- flustered!" Ao'nung finally met eyes with Neteyam, his golden irises reflecting the small peaks of light through the closet door.

Ao'nung lifted his arm and slowly took Neteyam's right hand, moving it down, down, and to his hip. Neteyam's smirk grew as he leaned in to Ao'nung's neck, softly nibbling on it.

"Teyam, stop.." "Hm? But why?" "I got a game tomorrow.." "Fine, if you really want me to." Neteyam stood up and yawned, taking his wine glass.

Neteyam set his glass on the bedside table, stretching his arms and yawning once more before he felt another hand on his.

"No- I, don't." "Don't? Don't, what?" Neteyam turned around to face Ao'nung, their faces inches away from eachother. "Don't.. stop." "But didn't you just tell me to stop earlier?" "Teyam.." Ao'nung pouted.

Neteyam chuckled and softly kissed Ao'nung.

"Hm, I got you hard didn't I?" "Yeah."