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Sweat soaked and on edge, Lyes ears twitched at every rustle of leaves or twig snapping in the distance. Head on a swivel as he kept his gun up and at the ready, his feet sloshed in the swampy water. The feeling of mud and sludge seeping into his boots had him cringing in disgust and he slapped at his neck as, yet another insect took a bite out of him. He really hated this goddamn jungle. Eyes peeled for any threats in the distance, he fought to keep his balance in the knee-deep water. Kicking passed the large lily pads as his pants sucked up the murky water like a sponge. Chaffing his legs and souring his mood further. He had long given up trying to keep his tail out of the water and it floated behind him like a snake.
’Where the hell are they?!’ He though. He wasn’t concerned for his squad, he knew they could take care of themselves. HE was the one in trouble right now, and if he didn’t find some shelter to get some rest, he wasn’t sure if he’s make it through the night.
High above, green eyes glittered in the dark. Tucked out of sight, Tul'i observed the large male clumsily sloshing through the algae covered water. Laying belly down on a thick mossy branch, she was sure to stay as still as possible. It was easy to tell that he was not one of her people. A demon made to look like a Na’vi by the sky people, but his odd clothes and features gave him away. Logically she knew she should flee, that staying where she might be discovered was dangerous. -but there was something endearing about his clumsy movements and strange appearance that kept her in place. Watching as he stepped into a small hole under the water and growled a litany of words she would have been able to identify as curses even if she didn’t speak English. Tul'i fought back a giggle at his antics and eagerly waited to see what he would do next. The giant mangrove-like tree she rested in loomed over the expanse of stagnant water, branches just dense enough to shade her from the heat that plagued the unfortunate Recom and hide her from his gaze.
Foot slipping on a slimy rock, Lyle stumbled. Tail pinwheeling for balance, he cursed under his breath as he found his footing again. Water now up to his knees, the humid air felt like a wet blanket pressing down on him and made every movement feel sluggish and heavy.
"Goddamn jungle," He muttered, swiping at the sweat beading on his brow. "I swear if I make it out of here alive, I'm never setting foot in this godforsaken place again."
Squinting into the darkness ahead, trying to make out any signs of solid ground or shelter. The eerie calls of unknown creatures echoed through the trees and Lyle shuddered involuntarily. He hated not knowing what was lurking in the shadows. His grip tightened on his rifle as he took another step forward...and promptly sank up to his waist in mud.
"What the-!" Lyle yelped as he flailed wildly, trying to free himself from the sucking mire.
"Fuck! Fucking shit!"
He managed to get one arm out of the muck but only succeeded in sinking further with each struggling movement. Panting heavily now, Lyle looked around desperately for anything that could help him out of this predicament - a branch thick enough to hold onto to pull himself free...a vine strong enough to tie around himself and haul his ass out of here...anything!
"Come on you stupid jungle," He growled through gritted teeth. "Give me something here..."
Tul'i's smile dropped from her face as the stranger sank until only his face and a single flailing arm remained visible. Her gasp bouncing off the branched of her makeshift shelter, as she shoved herself to stand and launched down the trunk. Gracefully leaping across the giant sturdy lily pads towards the struggling figure whose hand was now the only part sticking up out of the mud.
Not waiting to get her footing as she reached the island bordering the sinkhole, Tul'i dove and slid to dunk her arm into the pool just as his fingertip disappeared. Grasping his forearm as his larger hand gripping her wrist in return, Tul'i rose to her knees. Crawling backwards as more of his arm emerged, she grabbed at it. Knuckles white as she gripped the muddy appendage, Tul'i huffed and groaned as bit by bit, more of the stranger appeared. His head breaching the muck and gasping for air. Globs of wet dirt and slime covered his eyes, blinding him as Tul'i used all her weight to keep dragging him free. Lyle's chest heaving as he gulped down air, adrenaline still pumping through his veins.
"What in the-"He started to say but then froze as he finally got a good look at who had saved him. She was young and slender, her pale blue skin marked with glowing bioluminescent dots that seemed to pulse softly in the dim light. Long blonde hair framed a delicate face with striking green eyes that met Lyle's gaze steadily. She wore only a simple loincloth and top, leaving most of her toned body bare.
‘A Na'vi,’ Lyle gaped, reeling from shock and his near-death experience. A real live Na'vi, and she just pulled me out of that shit pit.
"Uh...thanks," He said awkwardly after a few seconds of stunned silence. "I owe you one." The girl cocked her head slightly at his words before responding in accented English.
"You should not be here so close to eclipse." Her voice was soft but steady, betraying no fear despite Lyle's imposing size and obviously human features. He couldn't help but feel impressed by her bravery - or maybe it was naiveté? Either way, this little encounter had certainly brightened up what had been shaping up to be a miserable day so far.
Tul'i took in the thick lair of grime that covered him from head to toe with a grimace. As she stood slowly and turned to step out into the water. Lyle, assuming she was leaving; made a sound as if to call her back. Attempting to move after her and flailing as his muddy hands and knees slid out from under him, almost falling flat on his face. The small racket made her jump and whirl back around from where she'd been dampening the cloth part of her tweng in the water, hopping back onto the grass and kneeling. Fabric in her hand Tul'i knelt in front of him, using it to wiped the worst of the filth from his face, unbothered by the mud and regarding Lyle with concern as he blinked rapidly. He couldn't help but notice how close she was now, her fresh scent cutting through the stench of swamp muck that clung to him. Hands gentle yet firm as they worked to excavate him from beneath the sludge.
"You don't have to do that," He said gruffly, though he made no move to stop her. "I can clean myself up."
The Na'vi girl just shook her head slightly, "All of you is filthy, you'll just make it worse if you rub at it."
She continued wiping at his face until most of the dirt was gone, then moved on to his neck and arms. Lyle swallowed hard as he felt those soft hands drift over his collar bone and shoulders - it had been a while since anyone touched him like this. Hyper aware of each time her fingers accidentally brushed his skin when the fabric in her hand slipped.
"So what's your name?" He asked after a moment, trying to distract himself from inappropriate thoughts ."And why did you save me? I mean, I'm grateful and all but...you could've just left me there." His questions making her pause her work, Tul'i blinked at him in confusion.
"I am Tul'i, and..." She trailed off, dropping the muddy cloth and scooping the bulk of the mud off him and onto the grass below as she considered his words. Watching the grass move between her fingers as she wiped them on the ground, before bringing her gaze back up to meet Lyle's golden eyes with a shrug.
"I supposed I didn't have a reason. I saw you needed help, so I helped." Tul'i said in a hum, pickling a stray twig about the size of her thumbnail from his face and letting it fall to the ground.
Standing to her full height and brushing the dirt from her knees, motioning the large male to follow. "The swap water is not very clean, but it will clear the mud. I can show you a better place to bathe after." Tul'i said with a bright grin. It took a moment for the meaning behind her words to sink in, with his mind busy trying to puzzle out any ulterior motives she may have and coming up empty. The petite female held her hand out as an invitation, waiting for him to place his filth covered digits in hers. Finding his visible uncertainty endearing, Tul'i kept her movements slow and gentle.
Lyle stared at Tul'i's outstretched hand for a long moment, torn between the instinct to trust no one and the undeniable fact that she had just saved his ass. In the end, curiosity and desperation won out - he placed his large, muddy palm against her smaller blue one. The Na'vi girl's skin surprisingly soft and warm against his own, she gave his hand a gentle tug. Coaxing him to stand and leading him into the shallow water, Lyle followed hesitantly at first but soon found himself relaxing marginally.
"Come, I'll help you rinse off a bit." Tul'i offered softly, coaxing him to stand next to her in the waist deep water. Cupping her hands to splash his chest and arms, taking great care to rise off as much as possible.
"It feels good to get this shit off," He admitted with a huff of laughter. "Thanks again... for pulling me out of there."
"You are welcome." Tul'i smiled up at him as she worked. As she reached up to scrub at his shoulders, Lyle couldn't help but notice how close they were standing now - practically pressed together in the narrow channel of water. He caught a whiff of her scent again and felt an unfamiliar tingling at the base of his queue.
‘Huh,’ He thought dazedly, ‘Been too long since I got laid...’
Satisfied that as much muck had been removed from his odd clothes as possible without a proper washing, Tul'i nodded to herself. Pleased with her efforts, her tail wagged behind her.
"There, that's a bit better but you'll need a bath." The water slowing the movement of the appendage didn't lessen her sense of accomplishment, and she stepped around Lyle back onto the island. He watched her intently, perplexed as she gestured for him to step back up as well.
"Uh, didn't we just..?" He mumbled gesturing back and forth between land and the water.
"Yes, it is just easier to travel on the lily pads. They are stronger than they look and will be a dry way to travel." Tul'i offered, waving a hand to the path of lily pads she'd taken to come help him.
"Come this way, there is a pool with clear water past that tree." Pointing to the very tree she had set up camp at and observed him from before, Tul'i stepped on one of the veiny green platforms. Glancing over her shoulder expectantly as Lyle eyed the lily pads warily. Not entirely convinced they would support his weight; but after a moment's hesitation, he stepped onto the nearest one experimentally...and was surprised when it held firm under him.
"Huh," He said, sounding impressed. "Okay then."
With Tul'i leading the way, Lyle followed her across the floating plants with cautious steps at first but soon grew more confident as he realized how sturdy they were. Actually finding it kind of fun to bounce along, trailing after her towards dry land. The Na'vi girl moved gracefully ahead of him, her tail swaying behind her and catching glimpses of pale blue skin between her tweng, Lyle found himself admiring the view.
Soon enough they reached solid ground again and Tul'i led him around to the other side of the tree. There was indeed a small pool there with crystal clear water that looked incredibly inviting after their mud bath.
"You can wash properly here." She gestured, waving a hand to some mossy rocks nearby. "I'll start a fire, to dry your clothes after."
As Tul'i turned away to give him privacy, Lyle felt a pang of disappointment. Not quite sure what he was expecting, he shook his head slightly in bemusement before stripping off his filthy clothes and wading into the refreshing water.
Luckily, the massive tree she had planned to sleep in had huge roots archin high off the ground as if trying to lift the tree to the sky. Forming a cozy alcove beneath the tangle of plant roots, prefect for resting around a small fire. Tul'i had left her pack of supplies up in the branches and made quick work for scaling the trunk and shimmying back down with the goods, pulling a couple ripe fruits from the leather pack and setting them out invitingly. Catching site of her dirty hands and grimacing. Tul'i eyed the bundle of wood she'd gathered earlier and decided she'd better bathe as well. Pulling a cloth from her pouch, Tul'i draped it over her shoulder and grabbed the small jar of pink liquid used for bathing. Tucking her pack out of sight, to keep out of reach of any animals. Tul'i headed back to the pool Lyle still sat in, nudity not being taboo to Na'vi as it was to humans the thought of bathing with another present didn't bother her one bit as she rounded the tree again to approach the clear water.
Lyle was just relaxing in the cool spring when a rustling sound made his ears perk up, turning to see Tul'i approaching with a cloth and small jar in hand. Expression unconcerned as she began stripping off her own clothes without hesitation. Body lean and toned with soft curves in all the right places, Lyle couldn’t resist watching out of the corner of his eye. The bioluminescent dots littering her skin shone in the dark and Lyle swallowed hard as he took in the sight. Feeling an immediate stirring of arousal despite himself.
Tul'i paid no attention to his presence as she waded into the shimmering water, sighing as the cool water enveloped her. Placing her toiletries on a rock and pouring some of the pink liquid onto her cloth, she scrubbed at her arms and chest vigorously. Leaving a trail of clean blue skin in her wake as the scent of flowers filled the air. Unable to look away, Lyle watched transfixed as Tul'i washed herself thoroughly - over every inch of exposed flesh until she practically shone. His cock twitched and hardened, but he made no move to touch it, not wanting to startle or offend his rescuer.
After what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes, Tul'i finally rinsed out her washcloth and stood up straight again. Water sliding down her body enticingly before dripping from long blonde hair that now hung wetly around her shoulders. Pausing when she noticed that her guest had gone quiet, Tul'i looked back at him. Misinterpreting his stare, she held up her rag and the pink jar. Figuring he didn't have any soap of his own and didn't want to ask, Tul'i smiled up at the shifting marine.
"Do you want me to wash your back for you?" She offered easily.
Lyle blinked in surprise at Tul'i's offer, his mind still fogged with lust. For a moment he was tempted to accept - the idea of those soft hands scrubbing over his back and shoulders was incredibly appealing...but then he caught himself at the last second. He couldn’t; in good conscience, ask her to put her hands on him. Not when he was already half hard. Lyle knew he had a bit of a reputation as a fuck-boy, and he couldn’t exactly disagree… But that doesn’t mean he was a creep. It wouldn't be right to put her in that position...even if she seemed unbothered by nudity.
"No, no thanks," He said quickly, shaking his head. "I can manage on my own."
Tul'i cocked her head slightly, "Are you sure? I do not mind helping."
"It's fine really," Lyle insisted, trying to keep his voice even despite the ache between his legs. "You've done enough already."
The Na'vi girl shrugged, "Alright. If you change your mind though..."She trailed off and turned away again, giving Lyle an unobstructed view of her round ass as she waded out of the water. He groaned internally and forced himself to look away before she could catch him staring again. As Tul'i climbed out onto the grassy bank, unbothered by the water dripping from her frame. Lyle finally gave into temptation and reached down to palm himself beneath the water. His shaft throbbed insistently against his touch but there was nothing he could do about it here.
The shift in his posture was not missed by Tul'i, who peaked back at him from the corner of her eye. Brow raised in shock, before understanding settled over her. While they did not oversexualize their bodies, the Na'vi did know of the pleasures of the flesh and accepted them as a natural part of life. So, while not the most experienced of her clan; Tul'i had a few flings and trysts under her belt and the muscular male trying to hide his own excitement was rather nice to look at…
Tail flicking in interest, Tul'i turned back to Lyle abruptly. Making him jump and hunch to hide his growing problem as casually as possible. Which was not. Finding his oddness endearing, Tul'i grinned down at him. Stepping back into the water Tul'i made to move closer and he flinched back. Ears twitching in confusion she hesitated, thinking she may have misunderstood his reaction? Observing his pink cheeks and stiff posture, something occurred to her.
"Oh, I see! You are shy!" Tul'i hummed, reaching a hand out to cup his chin as his expression twisted into a look of pure confusion. Caressing his jaw, Tul'i gently turned his face to look at her.
"Do not worry, I find you very nice to look at as well." Trying to comfort him, she moved her other hand to rub his thick bicep, lashes fluttering as she presented her plan as if it was the most logical next step. Suggestive purr rolling off her tongue.
"Do you want to play with me?"
Lyle's eyes widened in shock at Tul'i's bold question, his brain momentarily short-circuiting. He stared at her for a long moment before finally finding his voice.
"Play with you?" He echoed dumbly, voice coming out as a wheeze. "You mean...sex?"
Tul’i nodded matter-of-factly, "Yes, I think sex would be nice."
Lyle blinked rapidly, trying to process this sudden development. He had been so focused on not taking advantage of Tul'i that he hadn't even considered she might want him too. His member pulsed urgently as he pictured sex with this little alien wild woman might entail - all that smooth blue skin sliding against him, those full breasts bouncing as she rode him… Some primal part of him screamed at him to fuck the consequences. She was offering, so why not?
Looking into her young face and soft eyes, Tul'i seemed innocent despite her forwardness, and it made Lyle hesitate. What if he hurt her? What if she was just curious and didn't really know what she was getting into? As much as it made him feel like a dirtbag to admit, he couldn’t afford to drive off what might be his only help for miles. The sinkhole alone proved that.
Seeing his hesitation, Tul'i was puzzled again. Wondering why he seemed to both want and not want her at the same time.
"I have had warriors as partners before, but you are the first I have seen be so hesitant to take what they want." Trailing off, Tul'i drug her thumb over his full bottom lip.
"Unless you do not want me?" Moving at a snail's pace; giving him the option to pull away, Tul'i arched up. Lyle's breath caught in his throat as Tul'i leaned in and pressed her soft lips against his. He froze for a moment, reeling mind abruptly silent as instinct took over. Hands coming up to grip her hips, Lyle pulled Tul’i flush against him and deepened the kiss. Tongue delving into her mouth to tangle with hers as he explored every inch and grazed the back of her teeth.
Tul'i made a startled noise but quickly melted into the embrace, looping her arms around his neck. Breasts pressing against his chest as she pressed closer, cool water lapping at their waists doing little to quell the heat building between them. Lyle ground his hips into hers insistently, erection trapped between their bodies and aching for release. The marine broke away from Tul'i's lips after several long moments, panting harshly.
"Fuck," he growled, "You taste so good..." He nuzzled into her neck next, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin there while one hand slid down to grope her ass.
"Tell me you want this too," he rasped, "Tell me you need my cock inside you..."
Tul'i mewled into the cool night air, grasping at his impossibly broad shoulders and eagerly rolling her hips against his. Feeling the pre-cum beading at his tip smearing across her belly as Lyle grew more frantic. The ease with which he overpowered her had her head spinning and electricity skittering down her spine. Tul'i could barely think straight with him lavishing her tender throat with open mouthed kisses.
"Yes... yes I want you, want you inside me!" Panting into the air, Tul'i snaked a hand down and rolled her palm over bulbous head, pleased beyond words when he moaned and rolled into her hand. Watching his face twist in tortuous pleasure had her clenching around nothing. Running her nails over his bald scalp until she reached the braid around his kuru, wrapping her hand around it gently and massaging it, biting her lip as the bulky male whined for her.
"Tell me your name my warrior." Tul'i cooed, nuzzling her nose against his throat. Lyle shuddered at the feeling of Tul'i stroking him, hips bucking into her touch involuntarily. Pleasure intense in his shiny new body, but not enough. He needed more but was too lost in the dizzying sensation to act on it.
"Fuck- Lyle!" He gasped out. "My name is Lyle." Smiling up at him as she continued to pump his shaft at an excruciatingly slow place, Tul’i tested the name out.
"Lyle...I like it."
Hands gripping the crease where her thighs and bottom met tighter, Lyle lifted Tul'i up effortlessly. Wrapping her legs around his waist without protest, her wet heat glided over the sensitive head of his length and they both groaned at the contact. Lyle’s head dropping forward as he hissed through clenched teeth, forehead resting on the crook of her neck as her arms came up to encircle his neck.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard," He promised darkly. "Gonna make you scream my name..." He heaved, breath coming in pants as he adjusted his hold on her waist to lower her onto him. Eyes screwed shut, ears flattened to his skull, Lyle fought tooth and nail to keep himself under control. He still felt like he was bullying her open with how tight she was around him, only allowing himself to go deeper what felt like centimeters at a time. By the time he finally bottomed out, it felt like they’d been at it for hours and Lyle let out a relieved groan. Pausing for a moment to let her adjust, and peppered kisses over Tul'i's face and neck while gently rocking his hips in shallow thrusts.
"You okay?" He asked gruffly, "Didn’t hurt you did I?"
Tul'i clawed at his shoulders and back, the delicious burn of him cleaving her open had her sobbing. Clinging to him and gyrating into him insistently, the sensation of his cock carving out a home deep enough to push at her cervix was maddeningly good. If they weren't waist deep in water Tul'i was sure she'd be dripping down his legs, the way his need drove him to dominate her had her legs shaking around his waist as overwhelming- and she couldn’t get enough.
"No hurt- i- oooh- good. It good! Please… Please move!!" Tul'i whimpered in broken English, circling her hips to urge him to move faster. Hands dropping from his shoulders to dig her fingers into the lean flesh of his ass to force him deeper as he growled and huffed above her. Obliging her needy cries and setting a firm steady pace.
"Fuck sweetheart, you’re gripping me like I'm gonna run away..." Lyle snarled, hilting inside her and pausing long enough to move her arms back around his neck and climbing out of the water. Tail wagging behind him like a dog as he placed her on the grass, not once slipping from her as he settled down to lay between her splayed thighs. Pinning her in missionary position, with the long line of his body draped over hers and his face pressed into her neck. Keeping completely still, he savored the feeling of her walls fluttering. Completely sheathed in her gummy walls as Tul'i mewled and thrashed under him. Uselessly trying to fuck herself on his cock as he laughed breathily at her neediness. He could feel every twitch and flutter of her inner muscles around his cock - she was so incredibly responsive, and he fucking loved it.
"Mmm, so fucking eager," He murmured, "Can't wait to be filled up with my cum can you?"
"Yes, please Lyle...I need it..." Tul’i whimpered, nodding frantically.
Hands sliding under her, Lyle gripped the firm globes of her ass and tilted her hips up slightly before finally starting to move again. Slowly at first - long deep strokes that dragged his thick length along every inch of her velvety walls.
"Fuck yes," He groaned, "You take me so well sweetheart...gonna fill this tight little pussy up..."
Gradually picking up speed, Lyle began pounding into Tul'i harder and faster. The wet sounds of their coupling filling the air along with their harsh panting and moans. The flesh of her hips giving under his bruising grip as he chased his release.
*"Shit shit shit! I'm close..."Lyle warned through gritted teeth,"Gonna cum soon baby... Wanna feel you cum first though..." Pushing himself up onto one elbow, he reached between them to rub at Tul'i's clit firmly. Thrusts not faltering in their intensity as he watched her with blown pupils.
"C’mon buttercup," He commanded, "Let go for me.."
Cries taking a fevered pitch, Tul'i's legs trembled against his sides. Head lolling back with every thrust like a bobble head as tears leaked out of the corner of her half-lidded eyes. She barely reacted to Lyle moving his hands behind her knees to lift her ass and bend her almost in half, only letting out a sniffle of protest when he pulled himself from her warmth. Whimpering and reaching to pull him back into her as he stared down at her with dark hungry eyes, taking in her kiss swollen lips and hair fanning around her like a halo. Crying and begging for him to fill her up again, Tul'i was the picture of debauchery and Lyle was living for it. Leaning down long enough to kiss her thoroughly and lick at the salty tears streaking her face, cooing and shushing her as he moved back to line himself up with her slick entrance. Rubbing over her opening teasingly.
"S'ok buttercup, I got you. I know what you need." Lyle huffed, gazing down at her as she stared up at him starstruck. Drinking in his heaving chest and blown pupils, Tul'i could feel the storm brewing behind his eyes. She could practically see the thin string of his self-control fraying and she was hungry for it. The raw lust burning in his eyes and the restrained brute force he was holding back, Tul'i had never wanted anything more in her life. Ceasing her directionless scrambling at Lyle's arms and chest, Tul'i shifted. The male looming over her observing her keenly as she placed her hands behind her knees to hold herself open for him. Trying to convey the same level of want rolling off him in waves like fog on the water as she pleaded with the beast waiting to devour her whole.
"Please, give me everything- I want you to! I need it!"
Lyle almost couldn’t believe his eyes, Tul'i's wanton display making a low growl rumbling in his chest. She looked so fucking hot spread out beneath him like that - legs bent and held open, pretty pussy glistening and ready for him...
"Fuck yes," He snarled, "Gonna give you everything sweetheart..."
Hands gripping her thighs tightly, Lyle slammed back into Tul'i with one brutal thrust. He didn't give her any time to adjust before he started up a punishing pace - pounding into her tight heat like a man possessed. Watching he breast jump and jiggle as he drilled into her, Lyle could feel his orgasm building fast but he was determined to make Tul'i cum first.
"Come on baby," He rasped, "Cum all over my cock..."
Pushing down on the backs of her knees until they were nearly touching her shoulders, Lyle changed the angle of his thrusts slightly. Aiming for that special spot inside her that would send her flying over the edge.
"Shit I'm close..." he warned, "Gonna fill this pussy up soon...fuck!"
A few more sharp thrusts and then Lyle was coming undone - hips stuttering as he buried himself deep. Throwing his head back with a guttural moan as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him. Hearing Tul'i let out a gasp and a stuttering moan as her body clenched and spasmed under him. Curling her toes and squeezing her eyes shut as the hot cum filling her channel triggered her own end.
As the last spurts of his cum dripped out, Lyle collapsed on top of Tul'i panting harshly. Feeling her twitch and jerk as her orgasm ebbed away. Wrapping his arms around her trembling form, he rolled them to the side and just held her close.
“You okay sweetheart?" He asked softly, him moving her legs down to their original orientation scarcely registered in her still addled mind, only reacting when he gathered her to his chest. Tilting her head up with a hand on her chin, mildly concerned by her lack of response. Brow furrowed and head shining with sweat, Tul'i could only gaze up in adoration. Lazy grin spreading over her lips as she leaned into him, rubbing her cheek against his chest and purring. Idly scenting him between affectionately planting kisses on his skin as her tail curled contently around her legs.
"Hmmm I am much better that ‘Oh Kay’, Lyle. Muuuuch better." Tul'i sighed, tucking herself more securely into his side as he breathed a chuckle. Lyle's heart swelled with a strange sense of affection and protectiveness as he held Tul'i close, stroking her hair gently. She looked so small and fragile in his arms - it was hard to believe she had taken him so well just moments ago.
"Glad you enjoyed it sweetheart," He murmured, "You were amazing..."
Humming softly, Lyle nuzzled into Tul'i's hair and inhaled deeply. Her scent was intoxicating - sweet and earthy with an underlying musk that made his spent cock twitch weakly.
"Mmm...you smell good enough to eat."
The Na'vi girl giggled, "So eat."
Smiling at her teasing tone, Lyle tightened his arms around her possessively. "Yeah? You don't mind if I take a bite out of your sweet ass?" Punctuating his words with a sharp nip to her earlobe, Lyle rolled them back over until Tul'i was pinned beneath him once more. Hands lifting her to massage her glutes and pulling her up to meet him as he ground against her slowly.
"Soon as I get my strength back," He growled with a smirk, "Gonna fuck you again...and again...until you can't walk straight..."
Spreading her thighs obediently, Tul'i wrapped her arms around his thick neck and pulled him down into a lazy open-mouthed kiss. Caressing his chest and shoulders, keen to feel the pleasure he'd inflicted on her as many times as he'd let her. Swatting at his rear with her tail playfully and nibbling at his bottom lip.
"Yeees, again would be nice." She mumbled against his lips, feeling his spent length twitch against her thigh.
Lyle groaned into the kiss, hips rolling against Tul'i's thigh instinctively. He could already feel himself starting to harden again at her touch and taste - this girl was going to be the death of him. Hands sliding down to grip her ass, Lyle squeezed and kneaded her plush hips and thighs roughly.
"Fuck sweetheart...you're insatiable, " He panted, "I like that..."
Pushing himself up onto his knees, Lyle flipped Tul'i over onto her stomach before she could protest. Hands on her hips pulling her back until she was on all fours, looking over her shoulder at him with a startled expression.
"Hands and knees baby, gonna take you from behind this time..."
As soon as his intention occurred to her Tul'i dropped her arms to quickly her face almost smacked into the ground, swatting Lyle's hands away as she adjusted her stance. Making her partner's eyebrows crinkle in concern until he realized what she was getting at. Licking his lips at the arousal curling in his abdomen as Tul'i eagerly arched up to present her ass and glistening folds to him. Tail curling into a C above her back as she pressed her breasts to the cool ground and looked coyly over her shoulder in invitation. Enjoying the way his eyes devoured her form, shivering as his fingers slid through her drenched pussy lips and brought them up to suck them clean. Moaning at the tart flavor bursting on his tongue Lyle gripped her tail to expose her further.
"Fuck honey, you really are hungry for it. Nobody every fucked you this good before huh?" Lyle smirked down at her teasingly, thumb caressing the underside of her tail. Watching her blush and roll her ass back, unable to move far with her tail in his grasp but still doing her best to hump back against him. Pouting back at him accusingly.
"Lyle! Don't tease!" Grinning at her feeble efforts, Lyle gave her tail a sharp tug as she warbled her protest and glared pitifully at him.
"Sorry pretty girl, you just look so damn good beggin' for me." Lyle rasped, loosening his grip enough for her to rub against his aching member but not enough to sink down on him. Glistening folds practically begging for his cock, the way she whimpered and pushed back against him was driving him crazy. Hands gripping her hips tightly, Lyle notched the head of his dick at her entrance and paused.
"Beg for it," He snarled gruffly, "Tell me how much you need my cock..."
With no hesitation or shame, Tul’i keened, "Please Lyle...I need you inside me! ‘M so empty...please!" Smirking at her desperate pleas, Lyle slowly sank into Tul'i's tight heat inch by excruciating inch. Watching her face contort in pleasure as he stretched her open once more.
"Shit," He groaned, "You're choking my dick honey..." Pumping his hips steadily, Lyle started up a deep rhythm - angling to rub against that spot that would have her seeing stars. One hand sliding around to rub at her clit firmly while the other gripped her tail like a handle.
"So fucking tight," He panted, "Gonna make me cum if you keep squeezin' me like that..."
Tul'i almost collapsed under the onslaught of sensation, the feeling of the rough pad of his finger on her clit had her reeling. -But she needed more, and though his long deep strokes dragging over her g-spot felt amazing, Tul'i needed him to let go. Really let go. So without further ado, Tul'i braced herself on the grass and rocked back with all her might. Hearing Lyle choke behind her as her spine arched, her cry echoing his own. Snarling and cursing, Lyle adjust his grip on her. Planting a hand between her shoulder blades to shove her down until her cheek met the grass, arching her ass up even higher.
"Alright buttercup, you want if rough? I'll give you rough." The rumbling growl was her only warning before Lyle pulled back until only the mushroomed tip of his cock was left inside her, and slammed home with every ounce of strength he possessed. Setting a vicious pace, Lyle watched Tul'i's face contort in pleasure as if hypnotized. Drinking in the sight of the sweat slicked skin of her ass rippling as it collided with his hips, pussy stretched to the limit around his girth and dripping onto the grass below.
"Yes, yes- Like that... ma tsamsiyu..." The Na'vi word fell from her lips like a prayer, a prayer to him. Her warrior. Tul'i sobbed, gummy walls fluttering around him as Lyle rammed into her tight heat. Gold eyes completely swallowed by the black of his pupils, Lyle shuddered as Tul'i rocked back into him. Her spine arching in a beautiful curve, as she threw her weight back against him with vigor. He could feel every inch of his thick cock being squeezed by her tight heat and it only drove him to pound into her harder.
"Shit yes," He growled, " You like it rough don't you? Gonna make sure you feel me for days..."
"Fuck yes...fuck yes...fuck!"
Tul'i could feel the knot in her stomach tighten to the point it was almost painful. Hanging on a precipice that promised a blissful end but unable to tumble over she sobbed into the grass. Humping back against Lyle's wild thrust desperately,
"Lyyyle... I need- I can't," Tul'i wheezed. Unable to rub at her own clit and keep pace without face planting in the dirt. Lyle's eyes flashed with a feral hunger as he watched Tul'i struggle, her desperate pleas music to his ears. Reaching down to rub at her clit firmly, he leaned over her back and bit at the junction of her neck and shoulder possessively.
"That's it," he purred, "Just feel it sweetheart...just feel me..."
Hands gripping her hips tightly, Lyle started to slam into Tul'i even harder than before. The sound of their coupling filled the air along with their harsh panting and moans.
"So fucking close," He panted, "Cum for me doll... please..." The Na'vi girl keened high in her throat, hips stuttering against him as she arched into his touch. Lyle could feel himself rapidly approaching the edge once more - every clench and flutter of Tul'i's pussy like throwing gasoline on a fire.
Tul'i felt his hot breath on her feverish skin as he groaned, goose bumps braking out all across her body. Moans rising in pitch and volume with each wet glide of his cock, and when his hand snaked down to rub furiously at her clit Tul'i's eyes rolled back. Mouth hanging open and cheeks streaked with tears, she looked utterly debauched. Like a ragdoll, Lyle moved her back and forth even after her strength failed her, the change in angle had the head of his cock ramming into her cervix once, twice, before the coil in her belly snapped. Sending Tul'i hurdling over the edge with a shriek of Lyles name. Pussy clamping down on him so hard he could barely move, making him curse and moan into her neck.
Completely slumped forward and still trembling, Tul’i could do little more than huff and whimper as the dizzying pleasure edged into overstimulation. Scrunching face and flattened ears giving her away, Lyle might have felt guilty to cause her such discomfort… if he could still form a conscious thought. Maintaining the bruising grip he had on her hips; Lyle frantically drove into Tul'i's giving body again and again, chasing that tell-tale build of pressure. Muscles in his arms bulging; veins popping out against his skin, the end was in sight. He knew it would only take the tiniest of nudges to send him head-first over that ledge and he craved it. The urge to claim her wholly and completely creating a physical ache as Tul’i’s sounds of discomfort broke passed the fog in his mind. His own ears pressing back as he leaned forward to pressed lingering kisses onto her spine in apology, as he whispered against her shoulder.
“Just hol- Shit! H-hold on a little longer baby… Please… ‘M Almost there…”
The pleading quality of his voice made Tul’i shiver under him and resign herself to see him to his end. Expression pinched as she squared her arms to rock back against him, she didn’t expect Lyle’s next move and squealed as his fingers found her clit again. Her body seizing as he wrang every drop of pleasure from her spent cunt. Letting out a cry of his own has the squeezing pressure of her gummy walls clamped down on him gave him that final push.
"Cumming...fuck yes," He panted, "Tul'i...doll...my doll..."
Hips stuttering as he gave one final pump, Lyle bottomed out with a hiss. Pinning her to the cool grass and wriggling against her for good measure to eliminate any space between them. Throwing back his head with a guttural moan, vision going static y around the edges and ears ringing from his violent release. Fingers still rolling and pinching her clit furiously until; to both of their relief, Tul'i came again with a silent scream. Eyes wide and body spasming as a burst of liquid escaped around his girth, their combined release pooling between them. Puddling on the forest floor.
Grunting as he collapsed on top of Tul'i, Lyle's chest heaved with ragged breaths. Angling his body to keep from crushing her under his weight. Wrapping thick arms around her tiny waist and tugging her back to his chest, he could feel her small body trembling beneath him. Flushed and dazed as Lyle nuzzled his nose into her hair.
"Shiiit," He whispered, "you took me so well buttercup..." A faint smile played on his lips as he listened to Tul'i's gentle hums of contentment. Reaching down to gently stroke her hair and soothe any remaining tension in her muscles.
After laying together a short while, Lyle became aware of the rapidly cooling liquid pooling between them. His gaze dropped to take in the sight - the small lake of glowing blue cum looking oddly normal on the bioluminescent grass.
"God damn," He snickered, "You good lil' mama?"
Tul'i took longer than usual to mentally translate his words, blurry-eyed and distracted when Lyle slid his flaccid length from her making her shudder.
"Mmm... Yes, I am very good ma tsamsiyu." She signed.
Tilting her head back and angling her neck to brush her lips against his as she fully relaxed against him. Steady purr rattling in her chest, Tul'i rubbed the arms curled around her middle. Enjoying the oven like heat rolling off him and lapping at her skin in the cool night air. Laid wrapped in her warrior's arms, tail curling around his affectionately- Tul'i couldn't remember feeling so satiated. Enjoying the closeness their position provided. Lyle's softening length nestled against her ass as his seed dripped out of her, leaving a sticky feeling Tul'i decided to deal with later. Content to bask in the feeling of Lyle's muscled chest pressed to her back snugly.
Smiling softly at Tul'i's sleepy murmur, Lyle nuzzled into her hair and breathed in the sweet scent of flowers that clung to her skin. Remembering that he has borrowed her soap, Lyle practically preened at the notion of her scent clinging to him the way his would her. Occupying himself by planting opened mouth kisses and sucking marks onto her skin, unable to resist giving her something to remember him by.
Lyle's arms tightened around Tul'i possessively as she snuggled into him, enjoying the way her lithe body fit so perfectly against his larger frame. He could feel her heart beating steadily beneath his palm pressed to the center of her chest - a soothing rhythm that grounded him. Eyelids heavy, Tul'i yawned. Bringing her hand up to rest over the one Lyle rested against her chest and threading her fingers through his. Completely relaxed even as Lyle shifted behind her, curling his arm to pillow his head and pulling her back to lay her head on his bicep.
Lyle's eyes drifted shut as he settled into the comfortable weight of Tul'i's body against his, a contented sigh escaping him. He could feel her gentle hums of relaxation vibrating through her chest as she nestled deeper into his embrace.
"Goodnight doll," He whispered softly, already half-asleep himself.
A faint smile played on Lyle's lips as he listened to Tul'i's soft reply, her voice barely audible over the distant sounds of Pandora's wildlife.
"Mmm... goodnight ma tsamsiyu."
End