Imagines

"Let me fuck the problem away," -Jake Sully

Jake sully x fem!navi!reader

MDNI!! SMUT!    

Translations:

syaksyuk: prolemuris

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“So stupid,” you mutter as you throw your head back in annoyance, stomping into Jake’s tent. 

“What’s wrong now?” he croons, not batting an eye and continuing to tend to the cutting board, gently cutting through teylu as your dinner. 

“Kids these days just will not listen!” you snap, setting your bow down by the entrance. “I told some little shit, some village kid, not to wander away-“ you begin, shaking your head and folding your arms. 

“Language!” he laughs and looks up at you. You sigh, stopping yourself from going on a rant and telling the whole story. 

“All you need to know is he got bit by a syaksyuk, and his parents were furious at me when he got home,” you facepalm. “It’s not my fault! He didn’t listen to me! He didn’t even get hurt!” you hurl. 

“It’s okay, hon’. I’m sure- that everything will be fine. Little kids are dumb. This is how they learn,” he assures you, watching you stand in the corner of the tent. Your folded arms and angry expression are adorable to him. 

“I know it’s how they learn,” your voice softens and you walk over to sit with Jake. “But what will his parents say about me to the village? They will say that I let their child get hurt…” your pupils dilate as you kneel down to his level. 

“As Olo’eyktan, I will make sure that the Omaticaya clan does not think you’re a child abuser-“ he sarcastically starts. 

“What?” you tilt your head, reminding Jake that you’re a native na’vi. 

“Im saying I will make sure no one thinks you are, uhm, irresponsible,” he explains, his hand reaching up to stroke your shoulder.

“Thank you,” your expression softens, and you place a hand on the side of his face, causing him to smile, and then shift the way he sits. 

“Tiyawne, let me fuck the problem away,” his smile turns mischievous. You sigh, a grin growing on your face. That’s your Jake. That’s the guy who’ll fuck you better whenever you’re stressed! You deliver a kiss on his nose and then lean back onto the floor, already feeling your abdomen churn with arousal. He immediately rejiggers his position, pushing the teylu aside and getting ready to hover over you. 

“Are you in your rut?” you exhale as he kisses your neck, pushing you into the floor and laying on top of you. 

“Of course,” he nips at your jaw a little, making you jump. “I wanna relieve all your stress,” he grinds his clothed erection onto your crotch. A spot of your wetness grows in your loincloth. 

“You’re always so horny,” you chuckle, spreading your legs for him. The irony of it makes his tail swoosh around. He continues kissing on you, while trying to untie the strings of your loincloth. His eyes are closed, his mind is focusing on making out with you. But his fingers fiddle with the knot until it finally comes undone. He slips it off of you, a string of arousal sticking to it as it gets pulled away. 

“Gonna dick you down real good, ready?” he coos. You nod and slip your top off, and he pulls his desperate cock out, lining it up with your entrance. You gasp and grab onto the woven floor as he slides it into you. “Relax, you wanted this,” he teases, his voice noticeably breathy. He pushes himself further until his hips touch yours and your back arches. 

“Please!” you whine, your hands reaching to hold onto Jake’s shoulders. He holds himself in place, quietly groaning to himself while balls deep in your cunt. He notices the little fingernail-shaped marks you left on the floor, knowing he’s gonna have the same ones on his shoulders now. He slowly starts to move, letting you adjust to his pace as he ruts in and out of you. 

“Fuck, gotta go faster. Can I go faster?” he groans. You cannot talk in response, you just mewl and pant, already fucked dumb. “My god, you’re already cock drunk,” he spits. Your little noises are small and helpless, you’re only able to desperately hold onto Jake as he slowly and deeply ruts into you. 

“Mph, mph, ah!” you wrap your legs around his waist. 

“Gonna go faster now, okay?” he moans, eyes clenching shut. He doesn’t wait for an answer from you, just speeds up. His thrusts are now shallow and quick and your body shakes with each rut. You shudder and whine but he talks you through it. “You needed this, you’ll thank me when we’re done. Im releasing all your stress,” he tells you. But it doesn’t feel like he’s releasing your stress. It feels like his releasing his.

“You’re just- fucking your problems into me..” you mutter in between moans. 

“What?” he stops fucking you, pulling out and opening his eyes to meet yours. You relax your body and fall limp completely onto the ground. Your body is thankful for the break he’s giving you. 

“Nothing, nothing. Just go ahead and finish,” you assure him. 

“No, you needa finish first,” he smirks. He crawls away from you, positioning himself with his head in between your legs. You shyly giggle, knowing what’s next.

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Credits: rosyjn