Not a Soldier Yet |Ao'nung x Neteyam|

60. Third Time Lucky

Neteyam felt someone nudge his shoulder. He opened his eyes groggily, vision blurred with sleep. The first thing he noticed was that he drooled in his sleep, the second thing was Ao'nung's glowing freckles. The forest na'vi's head was lying on the taller male's chest, cheek mushed up against it.

"What-" he grumbled, not willing to give up his rest. Neteyam closed his eyes, snuggling closer, snaking a leg around his mate's waist comfortably.

Ao'nung chuckled, making Neteyam's head bounce slightly; the Omaticaya whined, sliding a little lover and pressing his face into Ao'nung's side, right under his armpit. "Unless you want your family to see you like this, we should wash up."

Neteyam sighed, annoyed. "I don't care."

"You will when your father sees you covered in my fluids." Ao'nung began pulling away, reaching for the blanket covering their waist just as someone stepped inside the marui.

There was a moment of tense silence before Ao'nung realized it was Neytiri. The Metcayina smiled sheepishly, only to be rewarded with a knowing smirk. Neteyam had fallen back asleep, unaware of the world around him. Out of respect, Ao'nung covered himself a bit more with the blanket, pale eyes drifting to their scattered loincloths and the small, knocked over jar of liquid right beside them.
Neytiri reached down, picking up only his son's loincloth, unashamed. "I see you tired him out."

Ao'nung flushed, heart beating wildly against his chest, making Neytiri laugh fondly, shaking her head. She folded Neteyam's loincloth and placed it beside the two of them. "I will tell you what I always tell my son, Ao'nung. You do not need to feel embarrassed about these things. I don't judge."

Ao'nung nodded slowly, eyeing his own loincloth with disdain. It was too far out of reach and Neteyam was still snuggled against him. Neytiri stepped outside to give them space.
"Come on, baby tail." Ao'nung nudged him gently, disturbing his sleep. "You have to at least get dressed. Your mother was already here."

Neteyam sat up slowly with a sigh, wincing slightly and putting a hand on his lower back, rubbing gingerly. Ao'nung watched him with a smirk. Neteyam's face scrunched up suddenly and he pulled the blanket to the side, groaning when he spotted the state of not only himself, but his sleeping mat and blankets. Ao'nung got up and fetched his loincloth, quickly tying it on.
Neteyam took his time, not really bothered by his mother's presence not far from the marui. He knew she had come back early to warn them.
Neteyam's body was covered in the evidence of their love-making; his dark blue skin was a strong contrast against the white stains.

Ao'nung waited for him by the entrance, weight placed on one leg as he leaned against the wall of the marui.
The Metcayina watched his mate stand, exposing himself completely in his naked glory. Neteyam winced, hand coming to rest on his backside.
"Ao'nung, It's still dripping-"

Ao'nung was silent for a moment before he burst out laughing, bending over as he did so.

"Ao'nung, this is not funny. Stop laughing!" Neteyam whined, covering his face with one of his hands, laughter bubbling to the surface.
Ao'nung came to stand in front of him, pressing their chests together. He reached behind Neteyam's back and trailed a hand down the soft skin, circling the base of his tail with a finger before his hand slipped slower. Neteyam's cheeks flushed as he grabbed ahold of Ao'nung's shoulders. The Omaticaya widened his stance a little, feeling his mate's hand slip between his legs. Ao'nung pressed a fingertip against his still loose entrance, lightly pressing on it.

Neteyam closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around Ao'nung's neck and pressing his face into his chest.
"Mother?" He called out, voice shaky, startling Ao'nung. The Metcayina began pulling his hand away, but Neteyam reached back and grabbed his wrist, keeping him from moving away.

"I am leaving," Neytiri's voice called back to him. She had clearly been smiling; Ao'nung listened to her fading footsteps before turning back to Neteyam and slipping his fingers back inside his warm heat. He was met with no resistance as his mate was still loose.

Slowly, he pressed Neteyam to the wall of the marui. Neteyam hooked a leg around Ao'nung's waist, head lolling back as the Metcayina fingered him slowly, taking his time. Neteyam's tail swished around before wrapping around Ao'nung's thigh. The Metcayina glanced down at the feeling and smirked.

Neteyam swallowed thickly and pulled Ao'nung's loincloth to the side, fingers shaky with desire. Ao'nung chuckled, pressing a kiss to Neteyam's lips before pulling his fingers out and grabbing his own member, lining it up against Neteyam's entrance.
The Omaticaya watched him, eyes half lidded. Ao'nung pushed inside, buring himself deep into Neteyam's willing body.

The smaller male moaned softly, lips parted in surprise. Ao'nung waited for a moment, breathless and slightly overwhelmed by the stimulation of yet another round.
Neteyam tangled his fingers in Ao'nung's bun, tugging lightly, urging him to move by clenching around him. Ao'nung gasped loudly, head falling forward into the Neteyam's shoulder.

Ao'nung rested his forehead against the crook of his mate's neck, pulling out slowly before slamming back in. He held onto Neteyam's lifted leg by the back of his thigh, keeping him standing.
Neteyam closed his eyes, focusing on the drag of Ao'nung's cock against his walls, pressing into his prostate each time he slammed his hips forward.

The forest na'vi wondered if he was going to be able to walk at all the next day - he found he did not really care. All he wanted was for his mate to take him and fill him with his release a third time that night.

They slid to the floor, Ao'nung between Neteyam's thighs, rocking into him from above. Neteyam laid on his back, arms stretched out above his head, smiling invitingly.
Ao'nung leaned down and kissed his neck, rubbing his hands over Neteyam's chest before grasping at his side, snapping his hips forward with so much force that Neteyam's breath hitched.
His legs fell to the side limply as Ao'nung kept fucking into his pliant body, enjoying the burn over letting his body be used over and over.

Ao'nung's touches roaming his body without pause, grasping anywhere he could reach. Neteyam whined softly as his mate ran his fingers over his nipples.
Ao'nung's thrusts were erratic; he was close, body nearing its limits. Neteyam flinched slightly at a rough thrust, toes curling in pained pleasure. His erection was pressing into his own stomach, staining it further. Neteyam was sure he looked like an absolute wreck. He could not understand his own needy behaviour, but he did not mind it.

Suddenly, Ao'nung's hips stilled; he pressed forward into Neteyam's body, orgasm washing over him in waves. Neteyam gasped, feeling a slight tingle in his belly as Ao'nung's release filled him for the third time in a row.
Ao'nung collapsed on top of him, panting harshly. He did not pull out as Neteyam slowly reached down, taking his own member in his hands, rubbing his thumb over the tip before slowly jerking himself off until he came undone.

They laid like that for a few minutes, enjoying each other's warm embrace before slowly separating.

Neteyam snorted as Ao'nung's release immediately began oozing out of his open body. Ao'nung reached towards him, but Neteyam snatched his wrist.
"If you start again, you finish it."

Ao'nung paused, ears pulling back. "Nevermind-"

"Thought so."