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"If you want to live here, you have to ride." The Olo'eyktan's son said with a smirk, intent evident in his eyes as he glanced at Neteyam.
The Omatikayan's cheeks gave out a light hue of red as he felt those blue eyes look him up and down before returning his attention to the rest of the group. The way he says those words made Neteyam's head spin with thoughts that he shouldn't have towards the Metkayina boy.
What was wrong with him? Aonung obviously meant the Ilus! Neteyam has to get his head out of the gutter. He literally just met the guy yesterday.
On the day he and his family arrived here, he had already gotten the attention of Olo'eyktan Tonowari's son. Neteyam and his brother signed 'I see you' to him but it seemed to have been ignored much to their surprise. Instead, Neteyam felt him move behind him—eyeing his tail in particular. He turned to the green skinned Navi with curiosity and a bit offended by the baby tail comment but was slightly taken aback by the other boy's expression. Blue eyes traveled from his tail, to his small waist, and lastly, made eye contact. Neteyam quickly looked away as he felt a little flushed, pretending to listen to whatever conversation his dad and the Olo'eyktan were having. Since then, he wasn't sure if the attention he got from Aonung was a good or bad one.
"You're too tense, forest boy. Loosen up. Ilus are not like your Ikran." Aonung said, guiding Neteyam on the gentle creature.
Being used to riding an Ikran, he would always need to be alert and careful. One mistake and he could fall to his death hundred of feet below. It was instinct for him to keep his feet grounded and legs steady along with his body. It didn't exactly help that he grew up being at war with the Sky people, ready to fight and defend at all times. However, he was on an Ilu and his thighs were apparently too tight on the poor thing. A silent gasp escaped from his when he felt a hand on his thigh, squeezing it as a sign to relax a little. But how could he when Aonung was looking at him like that?
"I said to loosen up. When you dive, feel the flow of the water and be one with it."
Neteyam nodded and tried to relax his muscles. He begged his heart to stop thumping so much as he prepared to ride the Ilu. When he dove down the water, it was like the air was pushed out of his lungs by force. The impact of the water was too much as he let go of the handle on the Ilu and resurfaced with a coughing fit. Neteyam then glared at the laughing Metkayina.
"I told you to loosen up, didn't I?" Aonung chuckled. "You can't possibly live here if you don't learn to ride."
"Then teach me until I can do it properly." Neteyam huffed, turning his back on him to focus on the Ilu and giving it a silent apology for being a bad rider at the moment.
Aonung chuckled a bit more at how cute the eldest Sully sibling turned out to be when he's upset about not doing something perfectly on the first try. As a fellow eldest sibling, Aonung can relate. Then a smirk appeared on his face as an idea came to him.
"Alright, I'm sorry. I'll teach you, don't worry."
Neteyam made a move to turn and face Aonung to thank him for the help but then he was met with a strong chest on his back, arms caging him in between the Ilu and the taller boy. He gulped as he felt a warm breath on his ear.
"Meet me tonight on the beach." Aonung whispered. "You want to learn to ride, don't you?"
He didn't move from his spot despite the risk of Neteyam's siblings seeing them like this. The Omatikayan felt a shiver down his spine and he nodded, fingers brushing his waist as Aonung released him from his hold. He didn't know what came over him knowing full well that Aonung wasn't talking about the Ilus this time.
That night, he waited for his family to fall asleep before he snuck out to the beach. As promised, he spotted Aonung by the water, smiling at him as he approached.
Neteyam felt stupid for coming. He shouldn't be so quick to be swept into whatever Aonung was planning to do to him. He could be overthinking and maybe Aonung really was going to give him some private lessons but then the hands around his waist said otherwise.
"I'll take it easy on you, forest boy. Don't you worry."
Neteyam wanted to push him away, say that he's got it all wrong but the words simply won't come out of his mouth. Instead, a small whimper was heard from him as one of Aonung's big hands gently moved their way down his ass. Blue eyes met yellow ones as their heads leaned towards each other, capturing each other's lips in a heated kiss. They were so close, chests touching and feeling the heavy thump of the other's heart together with their own. The smacking of wet lips and the sound of low moans could be heard by the shore—no one to witness but the two. They made out for almost ten minutes before Neteyam had to pull away heaving and out of breath.
"Someone might see us."
"Then shall we go somewhere a bit more private?" Aonung replied, leading Neteyam away from the beach and towards the jungle.
They end up near a small river where Aonung laid Neteyam down on the soft grass. For a while, all they did was kiss and Neteyam thought it would end there but he was wrong. His loincloth was being pulled off from him, revealing his semi-hard dick out in the open. He tried closing his legs only for Aonung to sit in between them, grinding his own bigger cock on Neteyam's. The moans coming from the Omatikayan were like music to his ears, as if they were begging Aonung to ruin him. He wanted to hear him sing some more.
"A-Aonung!" Neteyam gasped.
A thick finger prodded at his hole, wet from arousal, and pushed bit by bit. He whimpered as his hips involuntarily pushed towards it, wanting more. It wasn't until the second finger was inserted when Neteyam suddenly moaned out loud. Aonung smirked at the way his face contorted to that of a pleasured one. It seems that he has found Neteyam's sweet spot. Using it to his advantage, he kept the Omatikayan on edge and begging for more until Aonung felt satisfied by how much he had stretched Neteyam.
"Are you ready to ride?" He whispered huskily into Neteyam's twitching ear.
Without waiting for a response, Aonung flipped them over, surprising the blue Navi as he sat on the Metkayina's lap — dick rubbing between Neteyam's ass cheeks.
"I-...what are you doing?" Neteyam asked, cheeks flushed red as he thought of what Aonung wanted him to do.
"Ride me."
His entire body flinched with embarrassment yet the thought of taking Aonung's cock however he could was making his skin heat up. Hands gripped on Neteyam's thighs, squeezing them and making him whimper.
"You're too tense." Aonung said, giving Neteyam a sense of deja vu.
Unlike before, there was a comforting tone to it. As if Aonung was encouraging him instead of teasing. With a shaky breath, he lifts himself and takes the cock from underneath him, lining it with his hole.
It's big. He doesn't know how he'll get it in.
Neteyam breathed heavily as he pushed down, his mouth opened in a silent moan and hands clenched on top of Aonung's chest to steady himself.
"Relax and breathe." He said to Neteyam, guiding his hips downard to take all of him.
Neteyam tried to relax himself, breathing slowly and trying to lessen the tension on his lower half. He finds Aonung's length sliding in a bit easier than before and receives praise from the Navi beneath him.
"Good boy. You're doing so well."
Neteyam wanted to melt right then and there from the way Aonung cooed at him. After a moment of letting the blue navi adjust, the hands on his waist started to pull Neteyam up and guide him to a slow pace until he could do it on his own. Aonung let out a low moan as he stared at the sight above him. Yellow, half-lidded eyes stared back at him with his mouth in an 'o' shape that allowed breathy moans to come out.
"Slowly." Aonung would say every time Neteyam would tense up again. "Relax and feel me inside you."
The slow pace was making Neteyam feel hyper aware of what was inside him. It was as if he could feel every vein on Aonung's dick, his girth and length stretching him and hitting the right spots, and how his tip made a small bump on Neteyam's lower abdomen. Stars danced around his head, leaving his mind muddled and body craving for more. The pace never accelerated even the slightest, only remaining slow and steady no matter how much he wanted it faster. The edging and overwhelming sensation of being slowly fucked was making him moan out uncharacteristically.
"Aonung…mmnh!...I'm g-gonna…"
"Me too, Neteyam…I want to cum inside you." Aonung moaned.
"P-please!....Ah! Cum inside me…" The Omatikayan begged.
This was the only time Aonung allowed him to tense up as he came leaking cum on his stomach and Aonung's. His thighs shook and ass tightened around the cock inside from the longest, most mind numbing orgasm he's ever had. He bent his head backwards as his spine arched when he felt Aonung's hot cum flow inside him, painting his walls white and dripping down his thighs. The hands around his hips tightened but still guided him in a slow yet unsteady pace as they rode out their high.
"So, did you get along with the chief's children?" Jake asked them.
While his siblings answered their father with mixed answers of liking Tsireya but still not really liking Aonung, he kept silent and tried to hide his blush behind his braids at the memory of what transpired last night.
The next time he sees the chief's oldest son, they share meaningful looks with Neteyam noticeably blushing which makes Aonung chuckle at how cute he was.
"Wow, you've gotten better at riding an ilu! How'd you get so good?" Lo'ak asked him.
"Uh…I'm just that good I guess?"
Missing the blush on his brother's face, Lo'ak rolled his eyes and splashed water on Neteyam's face before ignoring him in favor of Tsireya. He won't admit it, but surprisingly, having sex with Aonung that time really did help. Lucky for him, he'll be having 'private lessons' with the Metkayina more often.