Pandora (Neteyam)

Sixteen

Neteyam was taught by Tsahik on how to soothe Mireya's wound, he watched carefully and avoiding the burning glare on his neck from his mother. The smirk on his fathers face, the wide eyes and open mouth from Lo'ak, and Ao'nung's death stare. They knew this would happen at some point, but it was the outcome.

So here he was, tending to her bruises with a paste that stung and burned her skin. She hissed at him and clawed at his arms, but he deserved it. The couple were sat alone in the Marui, a warm fire going while the others were down at the forest. Tsireya out with Lo'ak and Ao'nung had a date. As Jake Sully called it.

"I am sorry." He apologised once again and this time Mireya rolled her eyes and grabbed ahold his Neteyam's hand. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He asked and Mireya rolled her eye again mocking him before speaking up.

"I did. But you've got to stop saying you're sorry. I forgive you as soon as you did it. I am strong, Neteyam." Mireya told him and Neteyam bowed his head, in shame of ever doubting his mates strength. Mireya squeezed his hand, and took the paste away from him and placed it on the ground.

"I'm feeling better already too. You've taken such good care of me. Let me return it." Mireya held his face in her hands and the forest boy's eyes widen as he watched her climb onto his lap.

"Y-you don't have to." Neteyam cleared his throat and Mireya looked up through her lashes.

"Do you not want me to?" She asked and immediately started to back away, but Neteyam's tail wrapped around her thigh and his hands held onto her back.

"Believe me, I want to." Neteyam pulled her back in and kissed her softly, his hands exploring her body. "It's just, my parents or my siblings or even yours could walk in any minute." Neteyam told her and Mireya hummed and sat back and smiled softly.

"Okay." She sighed and Neteyam pulled a tight smile and removed his hands from her. Mireya placed one hand on his shoulder and Neteyam frowned but as quick as it came it quickly disappeared, Mireya grinds herself against him and he chokes back a moan and immediately pressed his mouth to her neck. "So I'll be quick." She finished with a smirk playing on her lips and brought round her queue and connected hers with his. Her eyes fluttering close and his hands clawed at her back as he thrusted his hips to meet hers. Their lips met again and his hand moved down to her loincloth and removed it quickly.

She helped him removed his own and as soon as he was exposed to her, her fingers curled around him and his breath was caught in his throat. She sunk herself down onto him and moaned into their heated kiss as she bounced, he guided her until he was fully deep inside of her and their breaths quickened. Neteyam reached down and rubbed her clit harshly causing her to jolt and her walls to clench around him. Her eyes opened to look into his, Mireya whined and clawed at his chest as her legs ached and Neteyam growled under his breath. He halted her movements and lifted her off, she frowned and Neteyam forced her down.

Mireya gasped as she felt him enter her from behind, one hand held her up and the other held onto her hand. He thrusted into her roughly and grunted and pressed kisses along her back. "Still so tight." He squeezed her hip harshly, Mireya cried out in pleasure as he hits her spot multiple times. Neteyam felt her walls hug him tightly and he gave one last harsh thrust as she came, her body shaking and slumping to the floor. Neteyam continued to thrust inside of her and felt his high coming and stilled. Mireya whimpered as he filled her up and it dropped out of her when he pulled out.

Neteyam put his loincloth back on and Mireya did the same and she looked to her mate. Neteyam leant forward and kissed her softly. He disconnected their queues and watched as she slowly stood up. He smirked when she wobbled slightly to the fire and sat back down on the mat.