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The sound of waves was far, just the slightest hint of water crashing would give away where they now resided. Refugees of war. But that was the farthest thought that Neteyam was having, the main one was the squirming turquoise skin under him, shaking at every thrust Neteyam tortured him to.
Now, this may have seemed like the random thing to anyone else living on the island, but it was a long time coming, a long-time of tension and confusion. Neteyam never had to confront feelings that he has now been experiencing, he never had them in the forest, his only focus remained on staying alive and looking after his siblings. Trying not to die took a huge chunk out of his time that might have been spent on finding a mate.
However even if he wanted to, he never even had those feelings, that was until they fled to Awa'atlu. Until his respectful greeting was ignored and blue eyes bore into his, and although knowing everyone else couldn't feel it, he could, and he knew Ao'nung did to. Weeks had passed from that moment, and Neteyam's fury towards the chiefs’ son went from a simmer to a boil from disrespecting his sister to leaving his little brother to fend for himself outside the reef, which was the final straw for Neteyam. His little brother who he loved so much and Ao'nung put his life at risk, for what? a lesson to be learned?
Neteyam wanted him to be on the receiving end, however he must admit he didn't expect this, and neither is he complaining.
It has been a few nights since Lo'ak was abandoned, he seemingly has forgiven Ao'nung, but Neteyam cannot say the same, between his sister and brother being victims of cruelty and the frustration of leaving everything he has ever known causes the anger to fester. Every time he meets Aonungs' eyes he gets fuelled, fuelled with rage, fuelled with desire - something he never deemed himself worthy to allow.
Neteyams' ears twitched, giving away an approaching presence, one he knows just by the saltwater scent he carries as well as something else he can’t begin to describe. Ao'nung sits beside Neteyam now, as always practicing no personal space sitting so close their shoulders touch slightly. "Still giving me the cold shoulder, baby fang?" a new form of torment Ao'nung has discovered, Neteyam didn't even turn his head only allowing a harsh sigh before getting to his feet and walking into the forest behind where he was sat. His late-night peace of watching the ocean was disturbed.
He knew Ao'nung would follow him, desperate to get the boy from the forest to lay his golden eyes on him, to talk to him, to punch him even! Give him something other than this silent treatment. So Ao'nung did follow, he followed Neteyam and his graceful ability to wonder the forest in complete deadly silence, without so much as a stray loud exhale compared to Ao'nung clumsily kicking twigs and letting out yelps of surprise.
Neteyam then stopped in his tracks, turning his body to stare dead into Ao'nungs’ eyes, the background noise of crashing waves.
"Why are you following me?" Neteyam pressed, allowing his eyes to travel over Ao'nungs' form, who was still trying to catch his breath. Good.
"I, I would like to apologies" his eyes flicked down in shame "I do not deserve your forgiveness, but I would like to put this behind us" The silence was deafening, even with the occasional chirp of wildlife it was like you could hear their very heartbeats.
"Hm, you will have to work for my forgiveness Ao'nung" Neteyam began to move, getting closer to the Metkayina in front of him, taking notice of his small ears perking in interest "You will have to make it up to me".
Now, it was not silent, it was tense, the tension was thick, and it was hot, almost suffocating. The two didn't break eye contact, neither could even dream of attempting it, Neteyams tail was twitching and Ao'nung audibly swallowed.
stuttering out a desperate question of "H-how can I do that?" all the while the realisation dawned on him like jumping into icy water. Neteyam was stalking him. His thin, blue form begun to crouch as he edged closer.
Neteyam uttered one thing, that is all he had to do, and that one word equally scared Ao'nung as it did excite him. "Run".
Anyone who genuinely wanted to get away would have dashed outside the forest, if he ran at full speed from the route, he came from he'd hopefully be on the sandy beach within five minutes, however Ao'nung didn't want to get away, not really so he ran past Neteyam, further into the overgrown. Both knew Neteyam was in his element, both knew Ao'nung couldn't run forever, nor could he run well in this environment. But one thing neither of them knew was, what would happen when Neteyam inevitably caught his prey. That made heat bubble in both of their stomachs. Ao'nung had been running for two minutes and was already starting to struggle, not equipped for this form of exercise, entering a small clearing, and he nearly reached the trees again. Nearly.
An oomph and thud echoed slightly, Ao'nung on his stomach trying to catch his breath, eyes closed tightly and the powerful form of Neteyam straddled his back. It was clear that the chase didn’t even dent Neteyams stamina, but his heart still thudded harshly in his chest.
Neteyam leaned down now, to the shell of Ao'nungs ear "You wanna make it up to me?" he whispered lowly.
The Metkayina could only nod breathlessly, not trusting his own voice.
"Tell me how you really feel" Neteyam licked a stripe up Ao'nungs ear, "about me" he added, awaiting a response from the Na'vi under him.
"I, Eywa Tey, I can't" was the desperate reply, it could even be compared to a whimper.
"Tey now, is it? I'm not asking you; I am telling you, tell me how you really feel about me. Otherwise, I will get up and leave you here and never.
speak to you again" frustration now gripped Neteyam, biting firmly onto the ear below him.
"Neteyam! please, I want you, I wa- I need you, I need you so bad, please Eywa give me what I need" Ao'nung was panting now, never has he ever sounded so pathetic, shame clawed at him as he waited his rejection but it didn’t come, instead fangs met his shoulder in an unmerciful claim, crying out as Neteyam bit down harder.
"I have waited for this for so long" Neteyam all but purred out, "you will never hurt my siblings again, but you will have me" Ao'nung was roughly positioned onto his back, eyes wide as Neteyam got between his legs, Ao'nungs breath caught in his throat as he realised Neteyams usual golden eyes were consumed in black, he was just as excited as he was.
The Omatikaya could only growl out the last bit "I want to look you in the eyes as you take me".
Ao'nung couldn’t take it anymore, grabbing the neck of the boy above and pressing their lips in a rough and harsh closed mouth kiss.
It lasted a few seconds before they separated, realisation was dawning and the final crack crumbled, as they grabbed each other now, lips meeting lips, teeth bumping, this wasn’t a battle, they took turns biting the others’ lips, sucking it into their own mouths. rough breaths were taken before returning to their own heaven. Neteyam took Ao'nungs tongue into his mouth, a gentle nibble followed by a rough suck caused the Metkiyna to let out the most pitiful whine.
Time seemed to stand still at that point, the shock caused both to lean back slightly, Ao'nungs ears twitching and eyes looking down in embarrassment. Neteyams' tail was waging with even more interest, taking his hand under Ao'nungs chin, and forcing it upwards to make their eyes meet, "You're mine" was the only thing he growled before targeting Ao'nungs neck.
kissing, biting, and sucking the pale blue skin, feeling said boy bucking his hips upwards and covering his mouth with one hand while holding Neteyams' head with the other.
Neteyam begun to move down, the desperate instinctual drive to have every part of the one he desires most, pressing open mouthed kisses and nipping down his throat, to his chest and finally taking one of his nipples in his mouth.
"Eywa Tey! hmpf" Ao'nung tried so hard to keep his noises down, but between the sensitivity, the lack of experience he had and control Neteyam had over him, it was a pitiful attempt. Neteyam would slap his hands away from his mouth, allowing his ears to absorb every octave of noise that escaped.
"Ao'nung, I'm not going to hold your hands down, but I refuse to not hear the noises you're making just for me, claw my back if you must but let me hear you" Neteyam then returned to the skin he loves to kiss, now swapping to the other nipple before moving further down, Ao'nungs' hands were on his shoulders now nails slightly pressed into the muscle, eyes glassed over as he panted.
"Tey, take it off, please take it all off" The chiefs' son in a haze of desire started to beg.
"Patience darling, you'll get what you need" The warrior mumbled against skin and let one hand trace down, and down before catching on the edge of his loin cloth. Now, Neteyam could have had restraint, he really could have if he wanted to, but he didn't.
Instead, he roughly tore Ao'nungs loin cloth off, making sure it wasn’t broken before discarding it across the clearing, ignoring the gasp of the boy below and then allowed his eyes to rake down before looking at Ao'nung fully.
“Fuck” Neteyam all but uttered before removing his own garments "I should have known you would have had a pussy" smirking as Ao'nung realised just what he has brought on himself.
"Yo-you have two?!" Ao'nung was trembling now, just at the sight of Neteyams two cocks as lewd images of being penetrated with both swarmed his mind.
Neteyam let a chuckle out "Yes, and you have both a cock and a cunt, I am going to have fun with this" Now the pale blue boy must admit, he was scared, he had no idea the Omatikaya had two cocks, but that also came with further arousal and he could feel his body getting hotter as he got wetter, watching Tey on his knees upright as he began to take control of his legs.
"First things first" Neteyam slowed his talking way down, further building the tension of what was about to happen, pulling Ao'nungs legs on top of his shoulders, still upright causing Ao'nungs bottom half to be suspended in the air while his top half was on the grass, Neteyam began to kiss his thighs now, sucking and biting causing Ao'nung to grip to the blades of grass he is surrounded by.
"I’m gonna eat you out till you sob" he finished as he let his tongue lap a long stripe from his cunt to the tip of his leaking cock, making Ao'nung yell out, his back arching.
Neteyam returned to his cunt using his tongue to take him, pulling the weak, shaking body more into his own mouth.
"The way you feel in my mouth" Neteyam was drooling while lapping everything that Ao'nung released.
"Ah, Tey oh Eywa, Eywa don’t stop please oh ma'tayem please" Neteyam could now feel Ao'nungs hands in his braids pulling him closer, bucking his hips as high-pitched moans of surprise slipped from his lips.
To anyone else the noises of their...game would have been beyond lewd and shameful, but to Neteyam the noises were from Eywa herself, the noises Ao'nung was making, the begging just added gasoline to the fire of what was his desire. Never once was Neteyam allowed to indulge, and as a result he was starving, only making him work harder to please the fidgeting male under him, licking and sucking his slit and it was heavenly. Having his braids pulled desperately was heavenly, the thighs slightly crushing his head from pleasure was heavenly.
To Ao'nung, it was torture, a delicious form of torture, every single lap and growl his Teyam made on him, every suck and pull, every time his tongue focused on one particular spot was excruciating.
Then it was euphoric, Ao'nung came with a silent cry and Neteyam watched his eyes roll back as he shook, cum soaking his face as he tried to drink it all. Needing to drink it all.
"Great Mother Tey" Ao'nung sounded exhausted, and it wasn’t surprising after a long day of chores in the village and now gallivanting in the forest with a boy who's now proven that although he lacks sky people features, he most certainly has demon blood coursing through those veins with such an unrelenting mouth. Ao'nung doesn’t know what’s worse, how he allowed Neteyam to fuck him with his tongue, or that he doesn’t look done. Not one bit. Neteyam grasped Ao'nungs' chin "Hey, fish lips, can you handle more?"
Ao'nung knew if they continued, he would be sore, so sore he didn't believe for a second, he would be able to walk back from this clearing. That thought alone caused his cock to get hard and pussy start to leak, Neteyam looked down at the obvious arousal and flashed him a knowing grin. "I think you know the answer baby fang" Ao'nung weakly let out, waiting for Neteyam to stop playing this game with him "I know the answer, but I want to hear it from you and your mouth" now using his thumb to play with the light blue lips of the submissive toy under him.
"I want you to continue baby fang" Neteyam got closer yet again, looking for any uncertainty in those blue eyes "I want you to use me", it was as if he could see all restraint snap in those golden eyes, those different eyes. Neteyam pressed his lips to Ao'nungs' yet again, between breathless kisses he hissed "Do you wanna take just one or both?" needing to know just how far he will be able to push the Metkayina, he got his response in a whisper "just one, just for tonight" without further pressing the dark blue Na'vi nodded and kissed him again, kissing him while positioning himself onto Ao'nung, wrapping those finned thighs around his waist, taking his cock to the entrance of the slit and teasing the tip, dipping it in slowly before pulling out "Eywa will you hurry up?!" Ao'nung bit out, and Neteyam lost his patience snapping his hips forward into Ao'nung sharply causing the light blue Na'vi to yell out and if the unrelentless thrusting wasn’t enough, Neteyam bit into his shoulder once again, hard.
"You. Will. Not. Rush. Me" each word Neteyam hissed out was followed by a rough thrust and Ao'nung could only take it, unused to the penetration, unused to the size, unused to the pace Neteyam set. Yet the Metkayina loved it, craving for the walls to have crumbled and for them to indulge in pleasure they could bring each other. This was pure greed. His arms were wrapped around the thin Na'vi clawing his back, shoulders, and every other delicious bit of muscle he could hold onto. Returning Neteyams' affections and biting into his shoulder, with the excuse of it keeping his noises muffled but really, he wanted revenge, and truly he wanted to mark the dark blue Na'vi.
The sound of waves was far, just the slightest hint of water crashing would give away where they now resided. refugees of war.
but that was the farthest thought that Neteyam was having, the main one was the squirming turquoise skin under him, shaking at every thrust Neteyam tortured him to. Neteyam was never merciful, Ao'nung didn't deserve mercy, and he knew he didn't want it either. The sounds of groans, hisses and growls as the pleasure became overwhelming for them both, both biting every bit of available flesh not caring about the explanations they will have to create later. Then Neteyam shifted his thrust, just slightly but it caused an undeniable reaction from the boy under him, a squeal escaping his lips as tears begun to form "a-again oh Eywa more" Ao'nung was babbling now, desperate for that wave of pleasure Neteyam had hit.
"Slut" was growled out as more thrusts to that certain spot were violently bestowed and turning the submissive Na'vi to turn to jelly, his arms loosened and now resided on the grass unable to move, his legs were about to follow their fate if it wasn’t for Neteyam grabbing one and resting it on one shoulder while gripping the other, securing it to his waist. Rough thrusts continued as Ao'nung came for the second time, cumming on Neteyams cock and his stomach with his own cock. "Cum in me, please fill me" he moaned, that sentence was what tipped Neteyam to his own orgasm, fucking into the man under him as he released.
Neteyam slowed to his final thrust and pulled out, lying next to Ao'nung, laying his head on his chest as his own shakes wrecked his body.
Ao'nung let out a stifled laugh "You just fucked me yet you're lying on my chest?" amusement filled Neteyam "I think I deserve a rest after that don’t you?" Ao'nung rolled his eyes "Okay yes you do, have I made it up to you?" "Don't interfere with my siblings again and yes, yes you have.”
Silence blanketed them.
They truly have no idea what they have started.