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It’s nearing Eclipse when Neteyam is given orders to go round up his siblings by his father.
Luckily, Tuktirey was already back home, seated comfortably in their mother’s lap as she chatted about her day playing with her siblings and then the other village kids. Neteyam grabbed his bow and slung his quiver over his shoulder – better to be safe than sorry. Who knows what trouble his siblings and Spider would get into? The older Na’vi teen stopped at the edge of their marui, his lips parted as he was about to announce his departure but he paused when Tuk suddenly huffed.
“Spider was being moody earlier and Lo’ak called her a b-... a bite-chhe.” Tuktirey struggled with the human word.
“Hey,” Jake snapped softly. “Tuk, that is a bad word, you’re not allowed to say that.”
Tuk pouted, “But Lo’ak and Kiri say bad words all the time.” She whined.
Jake raised a brow, “Do they?” Tuk nodded. “Well I’ll be sure to have a word with them once Neteyam,” Their father turned and gave him a pointed look as he spoke, “Brings them back. Sound good?”
“Yeah!” Tuk grinned.
Neteyam resisted the urge to roll his eyes. While Tuk was young, she did enjoy telling on her siblings or getting them in trouble occasionally. He was about to leave for real this time, until his father’s voice spoke again, causing him to falter.
“Why did Lo’ak call Spider a bi- a bad word, anyway?” He asked quizzically.
Neytiri just sighed softly, wishing they would stop speaking about the human girl. She gently ran her fingers through Tuktirey’s braids, choosing to focus on her daughter instead of the conversation of the demon child.
“Spider said she wasn’t feeling good, but said not to worry about it.” Tuk relayed the information she heard earlier, playing idly with the carved toruk toy in her hands.
Jake furrowed his brow. “I see,” He murmured.
The olo’eyktan shot Neteyam a look which the teen understood immediately. Find your siblings. Find Spider. Make sure everything is okay. Neteyam gave a brief nod and left the marui, more eager for his task.
It did not take long to find the trio.
They were by a pool of water a ways away from a waterfall. The distance from the waterfall allowed them to be in a quieter area and Neteyam could hear the soft chatter of their voices. He stepped into the clearing and spotted them immediately.
Neteyam’s golden eyes found Lo’ak first. His little brother was standing at the edge of the water which shimmered with the last remnants of daylight, skipping rocks across the way. Next, his eyes went to his sister Kiri. She was crouched on the ground next to the human girl. She had her hand resting softly on Spider’s back, rubbing soothingly with a little hint of worry etched on her face judging by her small frown and upturned eyebrows.
Neteyam looked at Spider.
The human girl looked fine, perched next to Kiri. From where he was standing, he could see a faint sheen of sweat on Spider’s forehead under her mask, and her shoulders moving more frequently than if she were breathing normally.
Neteyam frowned. He took a few more steps closer and than it hit him.
A scent.
It was faint, sweet and musky, tinged with iron. Barely noticeable, really, but suddenly it was all Neteyam could smell. It appeared he was the only one to notice it, considering Lo’ak and Kiri were acting normal. Perhaps they know its there and have become used to it? Neteyam never really hung out with them much anymore since becoming a full-fledged warrior after years of training. Has Spider always carried a faint yet intoxicating smell with her or was this something new?
“Brother,” Kiri said, interrupting his thoughts.
Neteyam smiled, “Hey, dad wants us back home.”
Kiri looked back to Spider, eyes worried. “Spider isn’t feeling well and I was going to walk her back.”
“I’m fine, Kiri,” Spider shook her head. “It’s just cramps.”
Neteyam wanted to frown but kept his face neutral. Cramps? Did she overexert herself? Spider was a fantastic climber and could keep up with the best of the Na’vi. Did she get injured somehow?
Lo’ak walked over and saw the blank look on the older brother’s face. “Chill, bro. Spider’s just going through her girly-thing.” He snickered.
Spider smacked his arm, “Shut up, dude.” She laughed sweetly.
Sweetly? Has Spider’s laugh always sounded sweet? Neteyam shook his head.
“You don’t know anything, skxawng.” Kiri retorted, sticking her tongue out. “Spider’s body is changing and its beautiful.” She huffed.
“Kiri, you are so crazy,” Spider sputtered, her cheeks flushing. “It’s not beautiful. It’s annoying. And gross.”
“So gross,” Lo’ak agreed, earning himself another smack from Spider. “Ow!” He yelped playfully.
“We will go drop off Spider at Hell’s Gate, then I’m taking the two of you home before you get into any more trouble.” Neteyam decided.
“Kay,” Kiri smiled happily.
She brushed passed her older brother and linked arm’s with Spider as best she could, given their height differences. The two girls talked quietly to themselves, leaving Lo’ak and Neteyam to follow from behind.
Lo’ak stood still for a moment and chose to ignore Neteyam, choosing instead to jog ahead and join the girls. He was idly tossing a rock into the air, one he found by the waterfall, and catching it with ease. Kiri said something with a roll of her eyes and Spider and Lo’ak laughed.
Neteyam suddenly felt out of place.
It was his fault, really. While he was still close with his siblings, he had drifted apart from them due to all the training he underwent. But he was especially more distant from Spider, never hanging out with her as much as he used to when they were younger.
He noticed the disapproving looks from his mother and maybe that was where he went wrong because he only wanted to be everything his parents wanted him to be. If it risked pushing away Spider and his siblings, putting a distance between them all, than that was something else he would have to overcome.
“See you later, monkey girl.” Kiri’s voice pulled Neteyam from his musings.
“Later, cuz,” Lo’ak nodded, his tail lightly tapping Spider’s leg. He cursed under his breath and grabbed his own tail, throwing it behind himself. “Bye.” He ground out, turning and waltzing away before anyone could say anything else.
Spider just laughed and Kiri rolled her eyes, “What a weirdo.” Kiri complained. “Bye.” She smiled sweetly before running after Lo’ak.
Neteyam paused, suddenly unsure if he should also bid Spider goodbye. The girl seemingly answered for him, already turning away and jogging back into the base at Hell’s Gate. The Na’vi teen watched her disappear into the sliding plexi-glass doors and stood there for a moment longer before he jogged after his siblings.
He easily caught up, unable to focus on the conversation Lo’ak and Kiri were having, his mind still drifting back to intoxicating faint scene that came from the human girl.
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Neteyam rolled in his pod, eyes closed. He tried to sleep but his mind was racing. He sighed softly and shifted again.
He was restless.
He was like that for the rest of the night, never able to fully fall asleep.
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A few days passed when Neteyam finally went against his better judgment and soon found himself standing by the entrance to the Hell’s Gate compound. He shifted on his feet, a pang of guilt in his chest because he went against his parents wishes and snuck out after eclipse, when everyone was asleep in their pods and none the wiser.
Determined, Neteyam pushed onward and entered the facility. He grabbed a re-breather pack and slung it around his neck and moved quietly. Mostly everyone was finished with work and either in the common area or in their rooms, save for a couple people still out and about in the lab.
Neteyam managed to sneak passed them, moving like a shadow in the hallways. He traced the once familiar steps back to Spider’s room, an area he used to constantly frequent when he was younger. Before he was flooded with the duties and responsibilities as the olo’eyktan’s eldest son...
With the familiar door in sight, Neteyam sighed wistfully.
His heart thudded against his chest and he stopped before the door, eyes on the ground. Because really, what was he doing here? Neteyam shook his head and hit the button to open the door before he could let himself think any further on his actions.
He ducked his head as he stepped into Spider’s room.
The impact of Spider’s scent hit him full force, making him feel dizzy. He closed his eyes and took a moment to brace himself as he watched the older girl turn from her desk. “Lo-.. Teyam?” She hissed his name.
Neteyam ignored the pang in his chest when she was about to call him Lo’ak – instead choosing to focus on the nickname she once called him when they were children. He squatted by the door, a tight smile on his face. “Yeah...” He said awkwardly.
Spider was fully facing him now, standing in an old, tattered t-shirt probably from one of the scientist guys. It had what Neteyam assumed was an Earth Band logo on the front – or at least what was left of it, most of it having come off from wear. His eyes wandered downwards, stopping at her milky thighs which were bare under the shirt. He quickly looked back up at Spider, shifting his weight.
“What are you doing here?” Spider asked after a brief pause.
Neteyam just shrugged. “Just wanted to see you, I suppose.”
“You saw me the other day,” Spider snorted. She leaned against the desk, allowing herself to be more comfortable, Neteyam noticed.
“I know.” Neteyam whispered.
His golden eyes moved around the room, seeing how different it was compared to when they were younger. There were no longer toys and children’s books but datapads and lots of stuff from the forest. Trinkets Spider kept or made with his siblings. Gifts, beaded jewellery and braided leather, along with different types of rocks on a shelf next to her bed.
“It’s different than I remember,” Neteyam commented, a hint of sadness in his voice.
“Yeah, that happens when you grow up.” Spider laughed it off.
The Na’vi teen saw her playing with the frayed hem of her shirt and he looked away. He moved closer to the bed, picking something off the ground. “What is this?” He asked, curious.
Spider looked up and immediately flushed red. “Oh my god,” She sputtered.
Neteyam cocked his brow. He heard that expression occasionally from his father and figured it must be a human/earth thing. He glanced back down at the small garment of cloth dangling from his finger. “Is this bad?”
“Ugh, like... Not bad, per say. But, just... ahm, embarrassing. Please put it down. And never look at it again.” Spider cringed.
Neteyam laughed.
He never seen the girl so flustered before. “I’ll put it down and pretend it never existed if you tell me what it is.”
“It’s underwear, dude.” Spider offered lamely, still very embarrassed. “Panties. Like... Like a tewng but worse.” In what world was a tewng better than a pair of panties, Spider wasn’t sure.
But Neteyam guessed she would say anything in order to get him to put it down.
“Fine,” Neteyam lamented.
He tossed the pair of pant-tees out of sight and settled for sitting on the human’s bed. It creaked under his weight, definitely not having been built to sustain a Na’vi. He leaned back, testing its durability while Spider watched with frantic eyes. “Please don’t break my bed.” She whispered.
“I won’t.” Neteyam smiled.
The pair fell into another moment of silence, albeit less awkward than the first one.
Spider chewed her bottom lip, her honey-brown doe eyes studying the Na’vi teen. “Why are you really here, Neteyam?” She asked quietly.
Neteyam’s mouth went dry. He ducked his head and wondered if he should try and tell the truth or make up some sort of lie. The lie seemed better, but the idea of it left a heaviness in his chest. His eyes moved back up, his hand moving the blanket on Spider’s bed.
They made eye contact. But Neteyam just continued to play with the blanket. Spider’s scent was the strongest here, and it was driving him crazy. He wasn’t sure about the reason but at the moment, he didn’t really care. His lips parted, “I needed to see you...”
Needed.
Not wanted.
Spider broke eye contact, casting her eyes to the floor. “Needed to see me for what?” She childishly replied.
“I’m not sure. But,” He tilted his head. “You smell different now. And it’s been bothering me. I cannot sleep properly and I’ve been messing up things that were once so easy. And before I knew it, I was here.”
“Oh... Sorry.” Spider offered weakly as she went back to fiddling with the worn edges of her shirt.
Neteyam felt his lungs start to burn faintly. He took a hit from his re-breather and shuffled closer to the human, keep his head bowed so he didn’t hit the ceiling. He stopped in front of the girl and tilted his head, his fingers slowly joining hers and touching the soft material. Spider stopped, faltered, and Neteyam let his fingers slip under the hem, his fingers touching her soft and squishy thighs.
He made a noise at the back of his throat – surprised that a human could feel so soft. How did she manage to not get so bruised all the time, being so delicate?
Spider let a shaky breath out from her parted, pink lips. “Teyam?”
Neteyam’s heart swelled at the nickname. Hearing her say it purposely and not as a slip-up felt nice. “I’m not really sure what I’m doing, but if you want me to stop, I will.” He offered a smile. “You’ll tell me when to stop, won’t you?”
Spider was hesitant, but she nodded slowly, ducking her head to hide her blossoming, pink face. Her locs fell forward and Neteyam moved to brush them out of her face. She had her hand drawn up to her mouth, face still flushed.
Neteyam chuckled lightly, “Cute.” He mused.
“Dude,” Spider whined.
Neteyam shifted to his knees to make himself more comfortable and even at this height, he still loomed over the human girl, boxing her in at her desk. “I missed you,” He said suddenly.
“Me too.” Spider replied, her voice almost a whisper – as if she were afraid it was a dream and would wake any moment.
Neteyam craned his neck down a bit, his face hovering in front of hers. He stared at her pink, human lips for a heartbeat before he moved in, closing the distance.
Her lips were soft – too soft, and wet, and sweet – like honey.
Kissing was something not many Na’vi did, but Neteyam has seen his father kiss his mother all the time, so it must be a common sign of affection for humans. Even Kiri would pepper Tuk’s face with affectionate kisses, tickling her and making her laugh as they played. And now, it felt right.
Spider angled her head, her lips parting slightly so her tongue could lick at Neteyam’s mouth. He parted his lips, careful of his fangs, and kissed back. His tongue moved against hers, exploring her mouth.
Neteyam felt her shift below him, now seated on the desk, closer to him than before if only a little bit. Her warm hand brushed against his chest, resting on his collarbone. He moved closer, pressing his chest closer to her. It was a little awkward and painful, but tolerable.
Spider daringly arched back to make more room and make him more comfortable, her tongue accidentally grazing his sharp fang. There was a twinge of blood on their tongues, and Spider moaned softly at the taste.
Neteyam’s eyes darkened.
He wasn’t sure if it was the noises she made or the taste of her blood in his mouth, but he enjoyed it.
Neteyam pulled away, letting the human breath as he licked at his teeth and lips, taking the last of her blood. He used that moment to take air from his re-breather and studied the human. Her shoulders were moving with the breathes she was taking, lips now red and swollen from their kiss, her eyes unfocused and pupils blown wide.
He breathed her scent in.
There it was, faint and sweet with want. Need.
It was different than in the forest, this time it made his heart race and head pound in the best possible ways.
Neteyam connected their lips again, eyes closing as they moved together, filling the room with wet kisses and hushed breaths.
The Na’vi teen found his hand back at the hem of Spider’s shirt. His fingers toyed with the edges as his other hand moved underneath the fabric behind the girl. His fingers found hot, flushed skin that almost seemed to burn at his mere touch. He followed the arch of her back, running his hand down her sides and just felt her.
Spider moaned softly and tilted her head in the kiss, one hand gripping his shoulder and the other wrapped around his neck to try and bring them closer together.
Neteyam’s hand rested on the small of her back and the one at the front slid in slowly, feeling the new curves with curiosity.
Human bodies were similar to the Na’vi, but still vastly different. Their skin was thinner and they were more delicate. But at the same time they were strong. Spider was very soft and warm and the swell of her chest made Neteyam’s head spin.
He gave a cautious, very light squeeze and Spider moaned into his mouth. He could feel her heart pounding from where his hand was on her chest. Spider pulled away and clumsily tugged at her band tee, pulling it over her head and throwing it somewhere in her room.
Neteyam stared at her chest, lightly squishing her breasts together. He thought it was so strange how humans could have a variety of different sized chests, while Na’vi woman typically had a flatter chest. He didn’t mind Spider’s chest though, they were very soft and nice to feel. Probably because of their thinner skin; it was less taut than a Na’vi’s – more pliable with elasticity.
Spider laughed airily, “You need to remember to breath, skxawng.” She chided playfully as she held up his re-breather to his mouth. Neteyam smiled and took a breath before lowering her hand and giving a quick peck to her lips.
“So,” He mumbled into her lips, eyes half lidded as he stared into her burning doe eyes. “Want to stop yet?”
“No...” She whispered, holding his fiery, golden gaze through her long, dark eyelashes. “Do you?”
“Not just yet,” He teased.
Neteyam leaned forward and stuck his tongue out, tasting the flesh of her chest. He wouldn’t admit it, but he had seen his father do the same to his mother one night when they thought all the kids were asleep. It was scarring at the time, but in the end he was glad it came in handy. He moved to the flushed nub, swirling his tongue around it and giving it a little suck – being extra careful with his sharp teeth.
Spider moaned and her body quivered, her fingers grasping at him, holding Neteyam close. He moved to her other breast, giving it the same treatment as he used his hand to gently massage the breast he left. Her breath hitched and she squirmed in his grasp, mewling cutely.
He pulled away after a few moments and peered down, looking at the last piece of fabric on her body. The pant-tees. He could see a faint, darkened spot on the blue cloth. His pupils expanded, a flush of desire washing over him.
The scent was there again, still different from the time in the forest but all the same consuming. The scent from the forest was earthy, metallic and natural. This one was sweet and wanting. Needy.
Neteyam hooked a finger on the elastic around her waist. He gave a faint tug, his shoulders jumping in surprise when the thing snapped.
“Dude,” Spider giggled.
Neteyam’s ears went back, “Sorry,” He apologized sheepishly.
Conveniently, with her underwear not in the way anymore, he pulled them away when she shifted her weight. He studied her, curious. Slowly, he ran a finger over her pussy (that’s what he overheard his dad call it once) and felt its soft, plumpness.
Spider had no hair there and he wondered if that was a preference or if human’s didn’t grow hair there like the Na’vi didn’t. He figured he could always ask her about it another time.
Neteyam pushed her legs apart gently and pulled her hips forward as he bent down even more. Spider squeaked, banging her elbow against the desk as she was positioned. Before she had the chance to say something, anything, Neteyam lowered his head and lapped at her cunt.
Spider groaned, arching and spreading her legs even further. Neteyam took that as a good sign and pressed his tongue between the lips, relishing in the damp, sweet heat of the human girl.
“Teyam...” Spider whimpered.
“Mhmm?” He hummed in response, taking delight when she moaned softly. Neteyam pressed his tongue further in, experimental and curious, as he breathed in through his nose, taking in the human scent. He could feel himself harden and Neteyam reached down palm at himself, wanting to remove his tewng.
He instead focused back on Spider, his other hand gently caressing her thigh as his tongue lapped and prodded her puffy cunt. He pulled back and looked at the nub between her lips, shining with wetness. He leaned forward and gave it a faint lick before clamping his lips on it and swirling his tongue around it, sucking gently.
Spider bucked her hips forward, moaning louder. He glanced at her through hooded eyes, her face flushed a deep pink and a sheen of sweat on her brow. Her dark doe eyes met his and she looked away, embarrassed, using a hand to cover her mouth. Neteyam just rubbed her thigh some more and used his free hand to pull her closer, hooking her leg over his shoulder. He continued to lick and suck, pausing to take a breath and then pepper kisses all over her thighs until she was a moaning mess trapped between him and her desk.
“Neteyam, can we...” Spider blushed, her voice cracking with want. She pushed herself back up, elbows aching and red from being pressed against the desk for so long. She added, “I mean, only if you want to...”
“I want to,” Neteyam smiled, ever charming.
At the very back of his mind, he knew his parents would be very disappointed in his decision, especially his mother – but at the moment, he didn’t give a single fuck, as Lo’ak would say.
Neteyam straightened up, back to kneeling before the human girl. She leaned down, small but lithe fingers expertly undoing the knot that tied his tewng. The tied leather slowly unravelled, slipping passed his wagging tail. His dick unsheathed, fully expanded and dripping for attention.
Spider tilted her head, eyes drinking up every little detail. Neteyam felt his cheeks burn. Is this how she felt when he was doing the same to her not even a moment ago?
“It’s pretty,” Spider complimented as she reached forward, sliding her hand down his length – passed the flushed, purple head and down to the heated base, decorated with natural bumps and small ridges, the bio-luminescent markings glowing from her touch. The human dragged her hand back to the tip, nails lightly scratching along the length in a way that made Neteyam groan deeply. His marks fluttered lightly as she touched the tip with her fingers, smearing the pearlescent pre-cum around the head.
Neteyam watched as Spider put her fingers to her mouth, pink tongue poking out to lap curiously at the substance. His chest tightened, warm spreading through his body at the sight. He ducked his head, holding in his chuckle. “You’re so cute, yawntu.”
Spider’s cheeks flushed at the pet name.
She chose to keep silent, instead shimmying her hips forward so she was seated at the edge of the desk. Her hand reached down and grasped his dick, pulling him close and letting it sit against her puffy slit.
The two of them touching at their most sensitive areas was electric, their hearts pounding and blood rushing. Neteyam gently rolled his hips, sliding his length along her clit. They both moaned.
Spider adjusted her hips and helped guide his dick between her lips. Together, they pushed the thick head inside and Neteyam moaned at the tight, wet heat. Spider whimpered and swallowed hard as she adjusted to the intrusion.
For what felt like an eternity, Spider motioned for Neteyam to go further. He slowly pushed in, deeper, feeling her insides stretch against his dick so pleasantly. The human clung to him, heart pounding as she got used to the feeling of being so full. Hesitantly, she squeezed her insides, revelling in the burning sensation of already being stretched out.
Neteyam’s tail smacked against his leg, a faint purr emerging from his chest and out his throat. Spider looked up at him, surprised for a mere moment, before she giggled softly. His ears flicked forward at the sweet sound of her laughter and he couldn’t help but laugh too.
His golden eyes looked down and where they were connected. He was maybe just over half way in, but he didn’t want to push her. So he decided to pull out slowly, moaning at the feeling as he did so. He gently rolled his hips back in to the halfway mark, allowing her to adjust to the sensation.
His dick was coated in the sweet wetness of Spider, mixing with the pearlescent cum that leaked from his tip. He watched their fluids mix, almost entranced – not noticing the human girl wrap her legs around his lower waist. When he pushed in slowly again, this time she pressed her legs against him, guiding him in further.
Neteyam groaned and clenched his hand against the desk.
Spider threw her head back, a strangled moan escaping her lips. She pulled him closer and pushed her hips in, almost to the hilt. Her chest rose and fell with laboured breathes, eyes glossy as she stared at Neteyam buried deep inside her.
“Shit,” Neteyam grunted, shuffling on his knees which were beginning to hurt. “Are you okay?” He asked, looking back into Spider’s eyes.
The human nodded. “Yeah, I’m good.” She mumbled, biting her lip. “I think its good this is happening before you get any older and finish growing up.” Spider admitted, laughing softly.
Neteyam snorted, “True.” He was still a teenager and had some growing left to do, despite already being considered a warrior by his clan’s standards. The eldest son of the olo’eyktan took a moment to worry. If he grew as big as his father, would he still be able to do this with Spider? Would he have to stop?
Before he could dwell further on the subject, Spider tapped on his re-breather.
Oh. That’s right. He needs to breath.
Neteyam smiles and takes a couple breathes before focusing his attention back on the small human. He leans down and presses his lips against hers, devouring her moans when he slides out and back in at an annoyingly slow pace.
But, he thinks they are doing well for their first time.
After a few minutes of rocking gently into Spider, the girl shifts and looks up at him from behind her dark lashes. Neteyam doesn’t need to hear any words from her mouth to understand what she wants. He scoots closer, thighs bumping against the desk and knees digging into the cold linoleum floor. He draws his hips back with one last slow pull, his dick almost popping out from her pussy – before snapping them forward, burying himself deep inside.
Spider cried out in pleasure and Neteyam grunts deeply.
He keeps a steady pace, occasionally checking to make sure the human was all right. Neteyam could feel the heat building up as he rocked his hips forward, a purr escaping his lips when he felt Spider dragging her nails against his back as she moaned into his neck.
The teen girl arched her back, leaning back and bracing herself with one arm behind her and the other digging into Neteyam’s bicep. She adjusted her hips and let a choked moan out, falling back on the desk.
Neteyam moaned at the new position, his hips stuttering for half a second when he saw the smallest movement from her lower belly. He picked up the pace as his hand went forward, resting on the flat on her stomach. His eyes widened a fraction, able to feel his own thrusts deep inside her.
The Na’vi teen’s eyes darkened, his lust reaching new peaks.
He continued to fuck into Spider, their breaths becoming ragged as the heat continued to build between them.
“Teyam, I-” Spider moaned, her head clunking against the desk, lost in the pleasure. “Ahh!” She arched further, tears pricking the corners of her eyes.
Neteyam growled in pleasure as she clenched down on him, legs pulling him closer. He thrust harder, faster, deeper, sloppier – leaning down to nip at her shoulder as they both reached their peak.
He thrust deep one last time, his pelvis flush against hers as he came hard, hot cum staining her walls and filling her impossibly more. He moaned deep from his chest as Spider moaned loudly.
Spider’s bedroom was filled with the sounds of both teens trying to catch their breath. The girl shifted and Neteyam used that moment to take in some air from his re-breather. After a few moments, Neteyam rested his sweaty forehead against Spider’s – his golden eyes staring into her deep brown orbs.
Neteyam broke their eye contact after a heartbeat and straightened, peering down and gently placing his hand on her tummy – enamoured at the thought of it swelling with his child. Although, such things were not possible between a Na’vi and a sky person. Right?
Slowly, he pulled out, ears flicking at the faint whimper that came from Spider. His tail lazily moved side to side, a swell of pride in his chest when he watched his pearlescent cum slowly ooze from her swollen cunt. He reached down and scooped some up with his fingers, pushing it back inside.
Spider whined, overly sensitive. “Skxawng...” She murmured, face red.
“Sorry,” Neteyam grinned.
He moved up and kissed at the bite mark on her shoulder. He had tried not to use much force, knowing human skin was thinner and more sensitive, but he still marked her and made her bleed a bit. Oops.
Neteyam kissed it again before shifting to place kisses over her chest, collarbone, and neck, enjoying the faint giggles coming from the girl. He pressed a kiss to her lips and she tilted her head to deepen it.
They pulled apart after a minute and Spider sat up. “I did not expect that to happen. At all. Like, in a million years.” She laughed.
“Me neither.” Neteyam admitted as he laughed with her. “But, I’m glad it did...”
“Yeah,” Spider blushed.
“So,” Neteyam grinned, “Same time tomorrow?”
“Skxawng! I need like a week to recover.” Spider groaned as she rolled on her side. “And like, a long-ass shower. I’m so sticky in places I didn’t even know could get sticky.”
Neteyam sighed, feigning annoyance despite being very amused. “All right,” He shuffled on his knees and pulled the girl off the desk. Spider yelped and immediately clung to him. “I’ll take you to the shower. But I really should go before everyone wakes up.”
“Oh my god,” Spider whispered again, face paling at the thought.