Once Ronal deemed Neteyam's knees completely healed, the young forest na'vi immediately went flying with his brother.
That very same day, Neteyam found himself with a lot of freetime.An intense want burned through Neteyam's body; he longed to be one with Ao'nung, but his mate was busy attending a meeting with his father. Neteyam was alone inside his family's marui, hot and bothered. He whined to himself, curling up on his sleeping mat and pulling his group of blankets over himself despite the afternoon heat. The Omaticaya had just finished making himself a new loincloth. The style was a mixture between his own culture and the Metcayina way of creating clothing. Brown merged with teal, sprinkled with a few orange beads.
Neteyam shifted around, turning on his back, body tense with a need so strong, he did not even know an emotion could be so powerful. The desire left him breathless.Neytiri had assured him that their family will not be back until nightfall that day. Neteyam stayed home with the excuse of a headache.
A shadow fell over him, making him pull the blankets down from his face. It was Ao'nung. The Metcayina watched his mate curiously, an amused smile tugging at his lips. Neteyam's hair was a mess around his head; his cheek were flushed and his lip was swollen from all the chewing he had done on it. He reached out with one hand, grabbing Ao'nung's wrist and pulling him down to sit next to him. Shakily, Neteyam lifted himself into a sitting position.
"I need you," he breathed out, making Ao'nung inhale sharply and bite his lip.The Metcayina leaned closer, a smug smile on his face. He placed a large hand on the back of his mate's neck, pulling the smaller male closer, but not quite close enough to kiss. Mind hazy, Neteyam moved to hook a leg around Ao'nung's waist. Ao'nung splayed his hand against Neteyam's lower back, shifting the Omaticaya into his lap fully. Neteyam placed a finger against Ao'nung's lip, pressing lightly on the soft, teal skin. Ao'nung poked his tongue out, running it over the thinner male's fingertip. Neteyam shuddered in anticipation.
The Metcayina cupped his lover's soft cheeks, pullin him into a fierce kiss. Ao'nung bit into Neteyam's lower lip; their hips rubbed against each other through the blankets Neteyam was tangled in. Ao'nung pulled them away, exposing Neteyam's tented loincloth.Neteyam's heart was pounding in his chest. He ached for Ao'nung's touch.
Dark blue fingers got to work, untying the strings of Ao'nung's loincloth quickly. The forest na'vi threw it to the side before tugging his own clothing off, kneeling over Ao'nung completely naked, not even wearing any of his accessories save for the beads in his hair.
He reached under his pillow and pulled out a jar of clear liquid. Ao'nung took the jar from him, dipping his fingers inside before reaching down to coat himself; the Metcayina dipped his fingers in a second time then set the jar to the side. He pulled Neteyam closer, reaching behind him and pushing in two of his fingers, impatient.Neteyam gasped, head lolling back. His body was overlysensitive from his hours long arousal standing proudly between them.
Ao'nung moved his fingers in and out, dragging them over the soft walls inside of Neteyam, pressing them against his prostate and massaging mercilessly.Ao'nung played with him, not letting him lie down; Neteyam clenched around the fingers inside him - Ao'nung stretched them, preparing him.
"Ao'nung," Neteyam gasped, ears pulling back. He was lying on his back, legs spread on either sides of his mate; Ao'nung's face was flushed as he sunk into his mate's warm body. Heated with desire, Ao'nung pulled back before slamming back inside so hard that Neteyam's whole body rocked forward and the forest na'vi sobbed in pleasure, body clenching around his mate's shaft.
Neteyam grasped Ao'nung's shoulders as Ao'nung pounded into him, stretching him just right and filling him up with his throbbing lenght. The Metcayina pressed his fingers inside next to his cock, making Neteyam part his mouth in shock, eyes rolling back slightly before he blinked the expression away.
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Not a Soldier Yet |Ao'nung x Neteyam|
FantasyNeteyam was undeniably angry. He felt betrayed and lost. It felt like the world was against him, his father, his mother, and his home. Everything he ever knew was ripped away from him, and it left a gaping wound in his heart. He was certain nobody k...