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The moment his feet hit the sandy ground, Neteyam knew this overly sunny place could never feel like home for him. But he hid it with neutral face or encouraging smiles for his siblings.

And the moment his golden eyes met a piercing blue gaze of a young but fine warrior, he knew he was fucked up.

The guy circled him, averting his attention from his father, clan leaders and the rest of his family to only him. The Metkayina boy openly checked him up, his eye fixing on his butt but his face stayed stern, yet Neteyam saw how those eyes looked at him.

It was only about a couple of hours later that him and his siblings were meeting the Olo’eyktan’s children again, this time to adapt to their new life and learn the ways of their new clan. Waist deep in water, standing before the three Metkayina with his younger siblings by his both sides.

His gaze met the same eyes from earlier that day, shining bright with curiosity and if Neteyam dare to say…arousal. He couldn’t help the way his eyes traced down the tattoos the other had on his chest and arms.

And the guy’s eyes never left his waist, tail and literally, ass. And honestly, Neteyam wanted some heavy distraction from reality.

So he didn’t know how but, for once he managed to slip away from his siblings, without neither of them noticing. And he found himself getting pinned onto some big rocks that emerged from the shore of the water, with the Olo’eyktan’s son on top of him. Their lips moved against one another fastly, melting Neteyam on the stop.

In a matter of seconds after Neteyam’s legs failed him, they were on the sand, with Neteyam on the other’s lap now, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. The Metkayina had a handful of his ass, squeezing tightly as they roughly continued to make out. Neteyam felt himself being pushed away, which he tried to deny by trying to keep kissing the other, pulling out a deep groan from him.

“Stop” He heard the other man say, but he couldn’t. There was a grip on the base of his kuru then, gentle enough not to hurt him but also tight enough to get him to obey. In return he allowed the other to pull him off of his addictive lips.

“You better meet me by the beach tonight, Neteyam” The low tone he used and way he spelled his name gave Neteyam goosebumps.

“I will..Ao’nung” He replied, and was met with the other suddenly standing up, making him fall on the sand with a soft thud, one of his hands coming to caress his own lips.

His siblings didn’t once question his absence when he returned to find them again, trailing after Ao’nung. They only thought that the two went a bit further away for some tricks Ao’nung gave him.

And once it was night, he laid in his hammock patiently, waiting for everyone around him to still. He could feel himself leaking, soaking his loincloth desperately. Once his whole family was somehow asleep, or tricked each other to be sleeping, he slipped away with silent steps.

When he made his way down the bouncy ways, he realized he didn’t know where to meet the other. Or if he was even being serious about meeting him. But just as he was starting to feel lost and hopeless, a finned arm wrapped around his waist.

“There you are..” The future Olo’eyktan whispered into his ear, which had Neteyam swooning.

Ao’nung led them through the rough fauna of the forest, one hand tightly clutching Neteyam’s, their fingers intertwined. The Metkayina man looked more like he was trying to reach his meal like an hungry predator, which was mostly true, given that he was only mere minutes away from ripping the forest Na’vi’s loincloth off of him and diving his face into the sweet wetness that was eagerly waiting for him.

Neteyam could only let the overly attractive Metkayina drag him into the darkness of the forest that was way too different than the one he called his home, but regardless it still gave him a feeling of familiarity. He missed his home already, oh how he missed the place he had spent his whole childhood in.

Eywa, all he wanted to do was jump on his Ikran and fly back without even glancing back at the reefs. Because he was afraid if he did that, one specific blue gaze would pin him in place, like how he did earlier.

But oh how he fucking missed his home, he was a fully grown adult, one that should have been able to make his own decision. But no, he had to follow his parents, and siblings. He wanted to fight the sky people, he was a strong warrior. But the scar of a bullet on his chest, one that was always standing proud, was the reason why his father refused to let him be.

He had bottled his feelings up, he was mad. Mad at sky demons, mad at his parents for running away, mad at his grandmother for not trying hard enough to talk his parents out of it, mad at his siblings that they made it way more harder than it already was. And all those anger slowly turned into sadness, but he refused to let his guard down and cry. Not now, not right before he was being dragged to be literally bred like an animal.

Ao’nung came to an absurd stop once they were in a small clearance with big bushes around them. Neteyam, who haven’t realized that the other stopped walking bumped on the other’s strong and tattooed back. Ao’nung turned around, his hands wasting no time to tie his loincloth off of him. Neteyam shrieked slightly once the Metkayina threw his loincloth aside, hooking him up in his arms and lowering him down on the ground and settling in between his legs.

Neteyam spread his legs with little hesitation, and Ao’nung’s eyes widened once he saw what was the other man had hidden. A little gasp left his very kissable looking lips. “You are…” He exclaimed, looking up to meet his shiny eyes.

The forest boy looked away, nodding hesitantly. “How- how do you want me to touch you?” Ao’nung’s voice sounded way more unconfident than before, filling Neteyam with doubt whether this man could actually swoon him. Anger bubbled inside of him as he sat up, grabbing the other by his bun. “Did you drag me here to show me that you are bad at your job, you better get yourself together and rail me” He hissed in a low voice, his face looking pissed. This man had gave him so much hope, and he was in no mood to get disappointed.

Ao’nung’s eyes darkened and his face returned to its stern position from earlier again. “As you wish, pretty boy” He whispered, placing his hands on the inner thighs of Neteyam and pulling them up as he dived his tongue right into the sweet wetness awaiting for him. As his mouth worked in the forest boy’s pussy, his fingers gently reached for the genitial slit where Neteyam’s member was safely tucked away.

Neteyam allowed himself to fall back on to the forest floor, his braids messily laying around his head. His hand gripping the bun didn’t left its place, instead started to push the other man’s face closer to his sweet warmth. The way Ao’nung pumped his hand slowly up and down on his now unsheathed manhood was driving him crazy.

This was way different than what he expected to feel, and not because his other flings were different. No, because he actually had no experience at all. Neteyam didn’t know how sex felt like other than jerking himself off. He hadn’t even fingered himself before, not daring to insert those digits inside of him. He had sticked to rubbing on his clit and member, teaching himself to be pleased by only that.

And now after a kiss on the base of his cock, that hot tongue was slowly teasing at his already dripping hole. “So wet already” Ao’nung groaned into his flesh but all Neteyam could do was let out silent, breathless sounds that were supposed to be moans.

The pleasure felt too much, Neteyam wasn’t sure if it was because of all the emotions that were holding him at the edge, or finally having someone else touch him so passionately.

Ao’nung seemed like he didn’t care about his own pleasure since his bulge was abandoned but aching for some friction. Neteyam’s body flinched when Ao’nung took ‘eating out’ a bit too serious and nipped down on his bud, murmuring “So delicious, such a paskalin”. Neteyam let out a cut short moan, his tail wildly trying to swish under him.

The teal man separated from his vulva, kissing his tip and taking his member in his mouth in one go, widening Neteyam’s eyes. The navy blue was too stunned, watching the man between his legs blow him, his cheeks hollowed as those sharp fangs threatened to bite him on his cock, teasing his skin. Neteyam’s moans got louder, having to clutch at Ao’nung’s curly hair.

But the man released his throbbing cock, returning lower and after swirling his tongue on his clit, Ao’nung pushed his tongue inside the warmth of Neteyam’s hole. Neteyam shut his eyes closed, and could swear that he saw stars with the raising pleasure. The heat was rapidly building in his lower stomach, wanting to snap. But the moment Ao’nung felt him get close he ripped his face away and repositioned himself to get on eye level with him.

His fingers found his pussy after a couple of seconds as the teal man started to suck on his neck instead. Neteyam couldn’t help the way tears wetted his eyelashes, whimpers leaving his lips. Ao’nung’s fingers teased at his lips for awhile before slowly going down into his hole.

Neteyam tried to relax himself as one of Ao’nung’s fingers settled into him, moving barely out but then back inside. That single finger was already too much for the virgin boy, pushing deep against his walls and when the Metkayina man slipped it out with only its tip left inside and wasted no time to add another one, Neteyam really couldn’t help but grab onto his shoulders in desperation.

The fingers inside of him started to move in and out again, slowly starting to scissor him each time they pulled out. Ao’nung sure liked to take his damned time doing that and for a moment Neteyam feared that the man realized he was a virgin.

But it didn’t seem to be the case as Ao’nung pushed them deeper without any more preparation, hitting a sweet spot inside of him, sending shivers down his spine. “Ao’nung..” He groaned lowly, pressing his forehead against the teal shoulder. “Hm..you are doing good” The said man murmured for him, very slowly taking his fingers out of his wet hole. Neteyam looked at him with glazed eyes, already wanting more of his touch.

One of Ao’nung’s hand was back on his member, squeezing at his tip before pumping him each time that hand went up and down. Neteyam felt breathless already, gasping as he held onto the wrist of Ao’nung, not wanting the pleasure to be over yet. The teal man seemed to get the hint as his hands and body separated from Neteyam and he took a moment to admire the already messed up boy under him. “Eywa..you are so pretty”

Neteyam felt the blush that took all over his face, and even body under the intense staring of the teal man. He looked away from the other, earning himself a deep chuckle. Ao’nung tied his own loincloth off, throwing it aside where Neteyam’s were already abandoned at. Neteyam couldn’t look away as those teal fingers that were shiny and coated with his fluids slipped into Ao’nung’s own genital opening where his tip was peeking out, and pulling his already erect member out. The teal man gave himself a couple of pumps in front of the other’s gaze, a small smirk playing on his lips.

Neteyam’s hands itched for his own pleasure, wanting to bring his hands down and jerk of just like how Ao’nung was doing. But he couldn’t get himself to do that, too embarrassed to be doing it in front of someone else and not the comfort of some hidden branch up into the trees.

Soon, Ao’nung released himself from his hold and inched closer to the navy blue man. He held him by the hips gently. “I’m gonna turn you over, hm?” He silently said, asking for some kind of permission. “..okay” Neteyam nodded, not taking his eyes off of him.

Ao’nung turned him around kneeling on his knees, but Neteyam couldn’t find the strength in himself to hold himself up on all fours. So, he laid his head and arms on the ground, allowing Ao’nung to hold his ass up in the air. He had to arch his back even more as Ao’nung held onto his hips and brought them slightly up to his eye level. “I want more of your taste, sweet boy” He said as he licked at his vulva, a finger easily finding his other hole, right under his tail.

Neteyam almost yelped at the pleasure he was receiving from both holes as that tongue slipped back inside him, and a finger slowly inserted itself in his bum. Unconsciously, Neteyam pressed his hips towards Ao’nung, looking for more of that pleasure that he could take from the man. Ao’nung could only respond by groaning into the place where he was too busy eating out.

Neteyam’s moans filled the space around the place that they were hiding in. He was already too lost in it to care if he was being loud or not. He could feel the warmth increasing with each movement of Ao’nung’s evil tongue and the  two fingers stretching his ass.

Ao’nung tried to keep himself sane as much as possible but the desperate throbbing from his own member was not making it easily for him. He felt like he was on fire, wanting the contact with Neteyam. So he forced himself to pull away from the addicting sweet taste and slipped his fingers out of his tight bum.

Neteyam honestly started to question himself, how in the world and when did he become so utterly hopeless to find himself under some other Olo’eyktan’s son. How did he never realized he had been suffering even before coming to the reefs. He had always felt alone, even if his love for his family was endless, he felt alone with them too. Only sometimes, maybe.

Ao’nung pulled him out of his thoughts, brought him back to himself with a sweet kiss on his nape. Neteyam whined at the tenderness he received, wanting more. His mind was playing games on him, wanting to think that the Metkayina man was making love to him. But he didn’t want to drown in delusion.

The rough hand of Ao’nung squeezed around his own member, silently groaning and thrusting forward into his fist. Neteyam had limited vision to the scene since all he could do was try to look over his shoulder as he lay on the ground, his ass facing the other man and his privates throbbing desperately. Once Ao’nung seemed to be pleased by watching him while fisting himself, he carefully lined himself up.

At the first contact of his swollen tip on his pussy, Neteyam’s breath hitched. The teal man teased him, rubbing himself up and down his lips. Not wanting to be teased anymore though, Neteyam nudged his hips backwards onto him. A deep chuckle left Ao’nung as he positioned himself over his dripping hole, starting to push in.

The stretch was nowhere near what Neteyam guessed it would be like. The size of the Metkayina man was way bigger than the average of forest Na’vi. Neteyam whimpered as Ao’nung thrusted into him with one smooth move, not waiting for the other to adjust before starting to move back out. Neteyam’s heart dropped as the stretch began to hurt, but Ao’nung took a hold of his member which distracted him.

The burn was long forgotten as Ao’nung slowly started to pick up his pace, his thrusts always hitting the right spots inside of him. As the pleasure started to increase, Neteyam had to clutch onto the ground under them, his eyes filling with tears. It all felt too much with how Ao’nung’s hand was pumping him along with his thrusts. The teal man soon leaned his forehead onto his shoulder, moaning silently into his skin. Neteyam really loved the sounds coming from him, wanting to hear more he pressed his hips back again, catching more of Ao’nung’s shaft. The bigger man groaned at the feeling, tightening his grip on his hips.

He tried to press Neteyam’s hips even closer, hitting the sweet spot inside the other man. Neteyam yelped, his body jerking with the new kind of pleasure that hit him. “Ao’nung..” He cried out brokenly, his voice shaking. Ao’nung moaned, pressing his chest onto his back as he slammed his hips back and ford continuously.

“Fuck, Ao’nung!” Neteyam whimpered, everything feeling too intense for him. Even though he loved the way the man pressed onto him from his back, pleasuring him so well, he wanted to see him, cling onto him like a baby.“..please, I want to hug you..” He cried silently.

Ao’nung’s thrusts slowed down, and Neteyam almost begged him not to do that and claim their position was okay after he lost the pleasure. But the teal man pulled out of him. “Awh..you poor baby boy” He purred, gently manhandling Neteyam to lay him on his back.

The navy blue man whined softly, his arms weakly coming up to hug Ao’nung around his shoulders. “..put it back in” He whispered after Ao’nung kept gazing into his eyes like he was a treasure and forgot why they were there. The man snapped out of it and chuckled at him softly, kissing his cheekbone before he lined himself up and started to push in. Neteyam moaned in relief, shifting his hips from side to side as the other pushed into him once again.

Ao’nung lowered his body down, closer to Neteyam. The navy blue man was pleased by it, having the chance to hug him closer to himself as he allowed weak moans to leave his lips. His rested his head against Ao’nung’s shoulder as the said man was now flush against his body. The thrusts were more erotic this way, hitting deep inside Neteyam’s warmth. As Ao’nung kept up his movements, he was moaning against Neteyam’s ear while biting his lips to try keeping himself silent.

Neteyam tried to move with the man, also trying to rut against their lower abdomens, mostly onto Ao’nung’s abs. Ao’nung didn’t try to stop him, being too lost in his own pleasure that he was receiving. He hugged him to his body closely, holding him as he was the most precious thing to ever exist. Neteyam swore that he could feel himself melting against the spot, his legs open wide as his pussy kept accepting the other man deep inside of him. He grunted when Ao’nung started rolling his hips with a slower rhythm, praises leaving his soft lips for the forest boy.

Neteyam had his eyes squeezed shut, lovely moans leaving him as Ao’nung caressed every inch of his skin. The bigger man shifted his hands down to his thighs, holding them tightly in his finned hands and fastening his pace. Neteyam’s back arched off of the ground, his tail swishing wildly as it got the chance. The navy blue cried out, Ao’nung was roughening on him, muttering sweet words, saying how perfect he was.

And oh, Neteyam only then realized that the other man was pushing in more, meaning that he had not gone all the way before, letting Neteyam adjust to his size.

The forest boy’s eyes grew wide, his lips hanging open as the stretch became too much, burning him with pleasure as he finally felt Ao’nung’s base press against his skin. Tears spilled down his cheeks, his arms hugging the teal man tighter. It scared him, not knowing whether his body could handle it or not but mostly, he loved it. He loved that the man was giving him the best pleasure ever, and allowed him to let go of himself. The man allowed him to forget his bad mood, letting him come out of his gloomy mindset.

So Neteyam allowed himself to get lost in the feeling too. He caught up onto the other’s restless thrusts, pushing his hips towards him roughly. He faintly heard Ao’nung’s deep chuckle against his ear, but he was too gone by one of those teal hands wrapping around his throbbing cock. He could feel those teasing fingers trace each vein on his manhood, frustrating him in the best way possible.

It was all a haze from then and on. Neteyam’s heart was thumping loudly against their chests, and Ao’nung’s weren’t even different. They almost became one, and if they were to join their kurus together right there-

Neteyam felt his whole body shake once he reached that white high he had been yearning for since the moment he laid his eyes on Ao’nung. His release kept springing out of his swollen tip between them as he clutch onto the other man, his nails leaving painful marks on the other. He only then realized that his pussy was milking out the Metkayina’s own orgasm.

He felt his muscles going limp as he came down from his wrecking high, his arms and legs falling to the ground weakly as a pained but little sound left his wet and swollen lips. Ao’nung’s gaze flickered with worry for a moment, but the man was able to fakely cover it before Neteyam realized.

Neteyam laid on the floor out of breath for a couple of seconds before all those emotions the forest boy previously felt came crashing down on him, making his breath catch on his chest. He could feel the lump on his throat forming strongly, preventing him from letting any other sound out, but only silent, pathetic sobs. Now that his arousal was replaced by something else, all he could focus on was that his pussy was burning painfully, making him whine with tears streaming down his cheeks once Ao’nung pulled out.

A loud sob broke out of him and with his last strength he had to turn to his side and close his legs, curling into himself. He covered his face with his hands, sobbing into them as silently as he managed to be. Ao’nung was speechless, worry and fear washing over him at the state of the other man.

“Neteyam..” He said in a whisper, carefully placing a gentle hand on the other’s arm. “..did I hurt you, sweet boy?” He said, his voice uncharacteristically soft and gentle.

Neteyam was shaking slightly, not being able to stop his tears. But he didn’t want to admit that Ao’nung was indeed a bit too rough on him, but it wasn’t his fault. Neteyam was too gone to realize it and inform the other. And now that they were finished he didn’t have the guts to let the other learn how weak and pathetic he was. So he slowly shook his head no, that he wasn’t hurt. But his vulva’s lips throbbed painfully anyway, he guessed it would pass soon.

Ao’nung sighed heavily, his fingers gently tracing the other man’s pussy and hole, in which Neteyam slightly winced at. Ao’nung brought his fingers up, inspecting them under the moonlight, looking for any sign of blood, but there was none, fortunately.

He laid next to the other, his chest on his back, bringing an arm to wrap it around Neteyam’s waist, whispering into his ear. “You are okay..I got you, you will be okay.”

And that was all it take to calm Neteyam down a little bit more. The forest boy brought his hands down from his face, sniffling as his sobs died down into silent tears.

The teal man reached towards a near bush behind him, grabbing a clean leaf that was almost as big as his palm. He brought it towards in between Neteyam’s legs, helping him open them up slightly and pressing the cool leaf onto his sore skin. His member had already withdrawn into his slit, which made it easier to press the soft and cool leaf against his hot privates. A soft sigh of relief left Neteyam, his chest heaving up and down as Ao’nung helped him get over the burn, a pleasant feeling filling his stomach which made him have to push the leaf and Ao’nung’s hand away.

There was a gentle silence between them then.

“It was my first” Neteyam confessed suddenly, as silent as possible. The Metkayina man didn’t say anything at first, but his hold around him tightened. “I am sorry” He said, matching Neteyam’s tone. “I should have been more gentle with you”

The Omatikaya man turned around, snuggling his face onto Ao’nung’s chest, which the other accepted without any hesitation. After the two laid there for a while, Ao’nung offered to carry him back to the Marui his family would be staying in, but Neteyam silently declined. Already knowing that if a family member was awake, it was going to be bad walking in, and if he had the other carry him, then he didn’t even want to imagine what would happen.

So he limped back, whining each time his sore privates made themselves known. He jumped onto the entrance of the marui, glancing inside. No one seemed to be awake, so he carefully waddled towards his sleeping place and tried not to move and make noise a lot while he settled in. “..owh” He let out silently once he was settled, his ears pinning back.

He felt like it was hours until he managed to fall asleep but in reality it was only a matter of a couple of minutes that his exhaustion caught up with him.

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Some kind of rustling sound woke Kiri up in the middle of the night, rubbing the side of her head gently while sitting up. She pouted to herself, looking out from the window opening of their marui. It was hard to get used to the sounds of the reefs while the sound of the forest was all she knew.

Even though she was already fitting in with the nature better than her siblings, it didn’t stop her from feeling homesick, and just like her other siblings the comfort she wanted to have was Neteyam’s company. So she turned her face towards where her older brother was supposed to be sleeping in, but she was only greeted by an empty space. Her eyes widened slightly, worry washing over her too.

Her brother was acting different the whole day and she thought for a moment that she should wake their parents and go look for the boy. But then again, she thought he was acting different, so maybe he needed some time for himself. Kiri didn’t want to stick her nose into his business, so with sad eyes she laid back on her hammock, shifting to get in a comfortable position.

The first rays of sunlight came quickly as morning fell over Awa’atlu. Neteyam’s eyes fluttered open against his will, making him groan silently. The night had felt short, and he honestly wanted to keep sleeping. But his mother was already up in the other pod of the marui, making some sounds as she started to prepare for breakfast. Neteyam sat up in his hammock, his hands falling on his lap. He clearly remembered what he did last night, also feeling the soreness of his lower body.

Kiri was already awake, laying on her hammock which was next to Neteyam’s and waiting for everyone else to wake up instead of going to help their parents with the breakfast. He saw her older brother sitting up then, quirking an eyebrow at him. She had already went to sleep last night before he returned, but the troubled expression on his face worried her. He almost looked like he was..in pain.

Kiri frowned, sitting up herself. Her older brother looked surprised and the next second his face was back to his usual expression, no sign of pain or anything else. But Kiri had already seen him, knew something was up about him.

“Where were you last night?” She asked, slightly leaning towards him and whispering to make sure no one else would be able to hear them. Neteyam’s face stayed calm, but his eyes flickered with something Kiri couldn’t quite catch on. “What do you mean..?” He asked her.

It was a rookie mistake to answer her with that answer. Kiri sighed at him, tilting her head. “I woke up in the middle of the night, Neteyam” She said with neutral voice.

Neteyam ducked his head down, escaping from her eyes. “Look..don’t worry about it, I just needed to clear my head” He said.

Kiri was actually glad to hear him confess that, because he was always there for all of them and even if he didn’t realize they were all there for him too. The only thing he had to do was communicate with them, tell them what was wrong. And now he was realizing that. Because ever since their parents had announced that they would be leaving the forest, his mind was clouded.

Everything seemed dark and depressive in his head since that moment, but last night something had shifted. And now, the sun seemed to be shining brighter. He smiled at his sister warmly when she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “You can talk to me anytime you want to” She whispered to him.

Just a bit later, the two joined their parents for dinner, followed by Lo’ak and Tuk. Neteyam, with a little struggle that no one seemed to realize, sat on his usual place next to his dad, who ruffled the top of his braids the moment he did so, just like how he usually did to Lo’ak. “How was your first night in Awa’atlu?” He asked casually as he handed him a bowl full of breakfast.

Neteyam tensed slightly, and blush crept up around his whole body. His first night in the reefs was..hot. Even though he still felt the burning pain, he could easily say that he had no regrets. His reaction didn’t escape from Kiri’s eyes, but she knew better than to stick her nose into his business, so after their small talk in the morning she had decided to wait until he was ready to talk to her.

Neytiri perked up, smiling at her son warmly. “Have you slept well, ma’itan?” One look at her face, and Neteyam felt a genuine smile grow on his face. ‘Yeah, the night was fine” He breathed out.

Neteyam started to realize it’s not as bad as it seems to him, he saw now that everyone actually cared and he wasn’t all alone.

He managed to ignore his soreness until it was time for the lessons he had to participate in with his siblings. His siblings already had learned the basics, but he had to admit he was very distracted by Ao’nung and his emotions last day. Now it costed his walk, having to walk funny in order to not hurt himself further. His siblings kept giving him questioning looks, but he waved them off with reassuring smile, actually not minding the slight pain, it would pass soon.

Once they were on the shore, his eyes caught the silhouette of the man he had been together with mere hour ago. He could feel the bubbles in his stomach, almost running towards him. But he kept walking, a little swing appearing on his hips despite him trying to stay calm. He thought no one other than Ao’nung would notice, but Kiri and Lo’ak caught it, sharing a look.

Tsireya greeted them all warmly and nudging her brother’s arm, who seemed to be giving some sweet smile only to one certain Sully and ignoring the rest of them.

As their lessons were about to start, Ao’nung held onto Neteyam’s arm gently, his blue eyes looking deeply into the golden eyes, filled with emotion. “Can we talk, in private?” He asked silently, but just a few feet away from them, Kiri and Lo’ak noticed again.

Neteyam was about to answer Ao’nung, but Lo’ak acted faster, not liking the looks the teal man kept giving his older brother. “What’s that you got to tell him in private?” He asked, furrowing his brows at him. Kiri tilted her head too, looking at Neteyam instead.

Ao’nung and Neteyam snapped their heads at them, the hand on the navy blue’s arm falling away. “Nothing serious that you have to worry about” Ao’nung said, biting back an insult at the other Sully boy that he didn’t personally liked too much.

“Don’t worry baby bro! I will tell you two later” Neteyam said, brushing them off easily. But the concern from his siblings, made him realize that they actually cared about him, more than he thought they did.

Once the two were out of sight, and more into the embrace of the trees, Neteyam turned to Ao’nung, wrapping his arms around his neck. He wasn’t expecting anything but Ao’nung returned the hug, wrapping his arms around him lovely.

“So..” Ao’nung said, breaking off from the hug after awhile. tying off a pouch from his loincloth and bringing it forward. “I brought you some herbs and a paste” He explained, first handing over the funny looking dried petals in a smaller see-through pouch. “Herbs so we don’t have a small accident, you know” He said with a small, teasing smirk that didn’t mean anything bad while his eyes dropped low on Neteyam’s stomach.

“Oh..I completely forgot..” The forest Na’vi said guiltily, taking the small pouch from the other. “Thank you..” He added softly. Ao’nung smiled at him, nodding his head. “Its no problem at all, you can either make it into a tea or simply chew them, though I suggest you choose the tea”

Neteyam nodded at his instructions, making sure to mentally take a note to make the tea when he returned to the marui for lunch. Ao’nung then pulled out another small jar, bringing it forward. “This one is for the soreness” He said, his voice dropping a little. “I know I hurt you last night even if you try to hide it, you probably are still in pain so..this will be good for you”

Neteyam gazed into his eyes and took the jar full of the paste, inspecting it in his palm. “..yeah, I am in pain..” He confessed, but a small smile creeped up on his face for the comfort he felt next to this man. Ao’nung gazed at him sadly, muttering a soft ‘sorry’ to him again, before taking a step closer to hug him.

Neteyam rested his cheek on his shoulder, snuggling into the warmth he offered him. “It was worth it though” He said, slightly moving his head, so he was able to gaze up at the other man from where he was resting. “Thank you, you were seriously amazing, I loved it”

It was impossible for Ao’nung to hide the blush that formed on his cheeks. He couldn’t get himself to respond but hugged the boy closer. They stood in their place for awhile before they finally pulled away.

“The paste is also waterproof, I think you should apply it now” Ao’nung suggested, pointing at the jar Neteyam was clutching in his hand. The navy blue man glanced down at it, bitting the inside of his cheeks. He nodded then and Ao’nung slowly turned away to leave, to go back to their sibling and give him some privacy.

“Can you..wait till I apply the paste then?” He asked as Ao’nung turned his back to him, not wanting to be left alone while Ao’nung returned.

“Oh sure, of course” The other replied, looking over his shoulder at him but turning back again and leaning on a tree to wait. But Neteyam didn’t move to do what he was supposed to, instead he clutched onto the jar tighter and looked down, whispering. “Actually..can you help me?”

Ao’nung looked at him with widened eyes and a tightly shut jaw. “I like your hands on me…” Neteyam said softly, meeting his eyes. “And I already miss them.”

The Metkayina man cursed under his breath, shaking his head with a light laugh. “You are really..something, I think the reason of my death will be your boldness..you are gonna give me a heart attack” Despite his words he stepped closer to him, gently taking a hold of the jar. “It’s okay sweet boy, I will help you” He said with a genuine smile when he saw the unsure look on the other’s face.

Neteyam tied his loincloth off, slipping it away with ease and sitting on the grass ground, letting Ao’nung get in between his legs again like last night. The teal boy’s fingers were way more gentler than when he was touching him to pleasure him. Now he barely felt the other tracing his vulva as he applied the paste. Neteyam sighed softly at the relief he felt when the other pressed a finger inside of him applying the paste, the pain almost instantly disappearing with the coolness of the medicine. He slowly pressed his hips towards him without meaning to, but he wanted that finger deeper- the other pulled it out then.

Ao’nung closed the jar back, gazing at the pussy that got him in a daze but had to snap his gaze back up when Neteyam silently placed a hand on his jaw. The forest Na’vi smiled at him teasingly, and a wave of possessiveness washed over Ao’nung. He wanted to keep this man for himself, protect him from his own emotions.

Neteyam closed his legs once Ao’nung shifted away and got up to his feet. The navy blue man rubbed his thighs together on where he sat, his clit feeling way better than before now. A little moan left his lips, making Ao’nung snap his head at him in worry. “Don’t worry, I am alright!” Neteyam exclaimed in a hurry, taking his loincloth, standing up to wear it.

“I know I don’t have a right to say anything about your sex life but..” Ao’nung trailed off, fidgeting with his fingers. “It would be best for you not to sleep with anyone until the soreness is fully gone.”

Neteyam blushed, nodding his head. “Yes..I know”

“Okay…also, I stole them from my mother” Ao’nung said who had already acted on to leave, turning back around fastly and facing the other man. “So it would be for the best if you can also be sneaky with them..” He said, a little smirk playing on his lips.

Neteyam shook his head, amused. “Oh alright, I can do that brave prince” He teased him, mirroring his smirk. His mood was instantly raised now that his privates weren’t giving him a hard time. With a little jump in his step, he placed the herbs and the jar into the pouch of his loincloth and caught up with Ao’nung.

The man smiled down at him, offering him his arm and he accepted without any hesitation. With intertwined arms the two started to walk towards where their siblings were.

“What did he tell you, that he needed to do it in so private?” Lo’ak asked his older brother once he was back at his side. His twin sister, Kiri was eyeing Neteyam too but she kept silent. In her mind, she was silently thinking about the absence of their older brother last night, and the way his face looked like he was in pain when she first saw him in the morning.

“It was nothing serious or important, don’t worry about it” Neteyam shrugged them off with a silly smile, catching up with Ao’nung again, who was already walking towards the rock where Tsireya and Rotxo were waiting on.

And neither Kiri or Lo’ak were able to protest, saying that he promised he would tell them. Because that smile he just gave, was one that was hopeful. And it was the first time they saw Neteyam being that happy in awhile.

He looked happy, walking beside Ao’nung who was smiling at whatever he was telling him, and the Sully twins did not want to stick into their brother’s business.

Chapter Text

By the love of Eywa.

He was so stupid, so dumb.

Great Mother how could he be so reckless!

It was a disaster which got Neteyam pacing around in the Marui, which was surprisingly empty midday. But he didn't have the mindset to wonder why at that moment. Because he was too busy freaking out, his hand tightly clutching the leaves Ao'nung gave him almost a week ago.

How could he forget?! How. how .

He groaned, sinking to the ground into a crouching position. The world was crumbling around him, tears burning his eyes as he pressed his palms onto them to stop it. "Great Mother.." He weakly muttered, feeling so helpless. He didn't know what to do, didn't have any idea what his next move had to be.

A small mistake that he made. It had been because of how he swayed after Ao'nung was so lovely with him, his mind started to tweak. A small crush was what he liked to call it. His mood had shifted from upset to joyful so quickly the day Ao'nung gave him the paste and the leaves that he forgot he had to keep worrying.

That day when he returned to his marui he had put his loincloth aside along with the pouch that carried the leaves. And he forgot to make them into the tea Ao'nung suggested. And it was almost a week later that he got his now freshly washed loincloth that still had the pouch tied to it.

The leaves that were supposed to be dry were now sloppy and had no use anymore. He was so dumb. And now, he was definitely gonna pay for his actions. How was he supposed to tell this to Ao'nung.. that he was definitely pregnant with his baby now.

The thought made his stomach clutch, making him feel nauseous despite the fact that it was too early for those symptoms.

Maybe he wasn't pregnant.. it was his first time having sex anyways. It sounded unrealistic when he thought about it again, which gave him some kind of hope. But, he was still dying inside. The possibility was there, he was sure what he received into his body from Ao'nung was a lot. A lot lot compared to what he would have gotten from an Omatikaya man. The Metkayina heir was very large.. everything about him was large.

Neteyam groaned, flopping down on the floor onto his bum with a small thud. He had to talk to Ao'nung, there was no way he could live with this nervousness alone if it was real. He had to get himself together, so he took a deep breath and slowly raised up to his feet.

He looked down at his hand, which was shaky but still had a tight grip on the leaves. He quickly ripped the pouch off of the loincloth, stuffing the leaves into it and stormed out the marui in hopes of finding the other man. 

Thoughts were making his head spin as he started walking around the village in panic, not knowing where to look for Ao'nung first. Some of the clan members gave him questioning looks as he passed by them, and he worried that he was raising suspicion.

It was a bit later, almost as the sun started to set that he realized Ao'nung had set for the sea early in the morning but to Neteyam's luck, he must have been returning soon enough.

Neteyam's steps led him to directly to the beach where Ao'nung would be returning at, and luckyly he was right. He came to a stop right behind who he was looking for. Ao'nung seemed to be busy, laughing with his friends as they took their time returning back from the sea and towards their maruis.

"I need to talk to you"

The voice behind him that sounded so tense made Ao'nung's ears twitch as he turned towards its source. He had his friends beside him, which Neteyam personally didn't grow to like that much. These past week, the same people were the reason why his little siblings had a hard time blending in with the clan. Their targeting included him too sadly, but he didnt really care about them nor their comments, as long as Ao'nung didn't give him the same attitude.

Though now, three pair of blue eyes were pinning him down in his place, leading him to feel even more unconfident.

Ao'nung tilted his head at the urgent tone of the forest Na'vi, and handed his spear to one of his friends. "Is everything alright?" He asked, his side of being the next Olo'eyktan in line pressing forward as if the other Na'vi came to him for help. It looked like he did anyway, and Ao'nung was worried about what got him so panicked.

"..alone" Neteyam whispered, glancing at the others behind Ao'nung. The teal man gave him another concerned look as he dismissed his friends with waving his arm.

"Come on then" He said, leading Neteyam to the opposite direction of the group.

It was the first time Ao'nung invited him to his own marui. And Neteyam wished it was for any other reason than this. He stepped inside when Ao'nung stepped aside to let him. The curtain fell over the entrance once both of them were securely inside the place.

Ao'nung smiled at him, urging him to say what he wanted to tell him. "So.. what's gotten you so worried, pretty boy?" His voice was soft, giving Neteyam reassurance.

On the other hand, it had just hit Neteyam that he barely knew this man. He had no idea which type of a response he was gonna have to face once he spilled the news. He couldn't find the words to describe it, his voice refusing to leave his lips.

Instead, he reached for the small pouch, the one Ao'nung recognized quickly. The teal man stood there with his hands on either sides of his hips as he eyed the other infront of him, clutching the material.

His navy blue hand came forward, almost like it was detached from his body by how distant he looked to it. It was confusing for Ao'nung. He took the pouch from his hand, and peeked inside of it. His eyes widened then, recognizing the leaves inside.

"What.., what does this mean?" His eyes shot up and met Neteyam's. But the golden eyes escaped him, staring at the floor. "..I forgot about them"

"Neteyam you.. what?" Ao'nung looked at him with wide open eyes, his blue pinning Neteyam in place. "I told you to be careful about them!" The other young man almost screamed with his voice shaking, running a hand over his face and turning his back to the smaller man. What he just heard was making him feel like he was living a fever dream. No way in hell could this be happening.

"I am sorry.." Neteyam said silently, trying his best to hold his tears from spilling. Without anything else to do, he stared at the teal back facing him with shinny eyes, feeling guilt taking over the blood running in his veins.

The lack of response from Ao'nung was making him itch in place, but he had to face it. First with the man that handled him with the sweetest gestures, because what was awaiting them after each other was scarier. Neteyam could not think how he was going to face both of their parents if he actually had their offspring growing under his heart now.

And it was the Olo'eyktan's son, Eywa damn it.

"Teyam.." Ao'nung finally spoke up, his voice still shaky, which only got Neteyam feeling worse each time he heard it. "I cannot afford this. I can't go up to them and say 'oh hey I got the eldest son of Toruk Makto, who came here to seek Uturu, Pregnant!' , not while I am trying to prove to my dad that I am worthy of leading the clan. I'm next in line, I.." His words died on his tongue when he violently turned around and stomped forward at the other man.

Because the helpless look on Neteyam's face broke him. He could see the tears wetting the other's eyelashes, even though he somewhat kept them from spilling down his cheeks. His small fangs were sinked down into his bottom lip, not meeting Ao'nung's eyes.

In the tense silence between them, the two finned hands of Ao'nung's came upward, cupping Neteyam's cheeks softly. Only then the both of them realized how much they were shaking despite the air around them being warm with the afternoon sun.

"..we will figure it out" Ao'nung tried to assure him, and himself. "I think what we have to do first is learning if you actually are..- " The teal man cutted his sentence short and looked away, the faintest tint of pink growing on his stressed face. "-..carrying our baby or not"

Neteyam nodded, sniffing softly. "But..how?" The question made Ao'nung halt for a second, looking down as he started to think. They, or Neteyam alone couldn't go to Ronal. It would risk a lot and both of them knew it.

Any of the other healers were not reliable choices either, as long as they were Ronal's students.

So it left only one person, someone Ao'nung could trust with his life.

"We will ask Tsireya to make a check up on you, she is tsakarem, she will know" Ao'nung said, meeting Neteyam's eyes once again. The forest Na'vi seemed unsure. "Are you sure thats a good idea..?"

"No, but it's our only choice" The Teal man answered honestly, taking in a deep breath as he did so. Neteyam only nodded along, having no other choice than agreeing with him.

Ao'nung stepped back a second later, walking over to his stuff next to the fireplace. As an alone living man, he usually ate dinner with his family or at the communical marui together with his friends. But he always kept some food storaged in his own place, just because if he wanted to have a peaceful meal from time to time. "Are you hungry?" He asked as he started to look through the baskets, searching for something to prepare a light meal to change their mood.

Neteyam, who was still standing in his place not knowing what else to do, perked up at the question with confusion. "Uh.." He hadn't gotten the chance to eat a lot during the day, and his stomach, despite the chance of a life growing there, felt empty. "Kind of" He confessed, slowly stepping closer to Ao'nung as he gestured him to do so.

He sat down there as the other man started to work. His cooking skills weren't the best of best, but it still surprised Neteyam that the man worked easily and the place soon started to smell delicious.

"You are quite" Ao'nung said, giving him a small smile as he brought up a plate and filled it with food. Neteyam looked at him puzzled, accepting the plate. "I am.. really worried, also my parents might wonder where I am"

Ao'nung took himself a plate too, humming sympathetically. "Well..it's not dinner time yet, they wouldn't wonder right now, as for your worries.. we will figure it out together, don’t feel alone, please"

Neteyam took small bites from his plate, shifting closer to the other man "Thank you" Ao'nung's tail curled around him on the floor.

They ate in silence for a while, getting lost in their thoughts but finding comfort in each other. There were too many things that they had to talk about now, it was supposed to be a one time, or maybe just casual sex.

"Will you come with me?" Neteyam's whisper broke their silence. Ao'nung peeked at him, placing his mostly eaten plate beside and turning his body side ways to face Neteyam. "Ofcourse yes..I mean, if you want to I could not but.."

Neteyam, not looking up, copied his other movement and placed his plate on the ground. He placed a hand over Ao'nung's, finally glancing up at him. "I would feel more grounded if you were there too" He said with his gentle voice full honesty.

Ao'nung nodded, intertwining their fingers together as an act of comfort. "Don't worry, I will be with you"

The two of them decided that it would be best to visit Tsireya the next morning, so after they finished their meal they didn't rush anything. Though, not knowing if it was because of psychological knowledge of the possible pregnancy or actual hormones, or maybe the sad state of his mental, Neteyam was craving affection. Which only led the two of them to cuddle under Ao'nung's hand woven blankets.

Neteyam was more than pleased to be squeezed between Ao'nung's strong chest and muscled biceps. And as the night started to fall over Awa'atlu, the man was successful to protect him from the chill in the air. With their legs and tails intertwined together, Ao'nung had burried his face into Neteyam's hair, keeping himself away from the reality of the situation they were in.

Soon though, their cuddle session was short lived. Neteyam wanted to leave before his family started looking for him, and Ao'nung really didn't want to face them at that moment. So, very hardly, they had to separate from each other as they agreed to meet after breakfast the next day.

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Neteyam stepped inside the marui of his family, it wasn’t late that he had to sneak around. But despite the still early hour, his sisters were fast asleep, and it was then that he realized he wasn’t the only late comer as Lo’ak was nowhere to be seen. Jake and Neytiri were sat side by side, both of them busy with something else, but the small movements from the silent footsteps of their eldest son caught their attention, leading them both to raise their heads up at the same time, smiling.

“Did you eat Baby boy?” Jake asked him, aware that he wasn’t with them during dinner, thinking he must have been at the communal marui instead. Neteyam met his eyes, and it was too hard to keep his lips from quivering. “Yeah.. I did” He said, not giving them any other details.

It had been a long day for Neteyam and he barely was able to keep himself from collapsing down into his hammock. As he continued his way over, his father could easily see something was up with him, not being used to openly seeing the tiredness on his eldest’s face. Neytiri acted faster than him, reaching out to Neteyam. “Ma’itan, what is wrong?” She said, dropping her voice to be softer. The young man looked away from her eyes, taking a moment to think of a response.

“Is it okay if we don’t talk about it?” He murmured, feeling himself being pulled down into his father’s arms a minute later. Jake wrapped him in his arms securely, holding his head with his palm just like how he used to do when he was only a small baby. “You know we are always here for you” He said, his tone firm to assure him but soft enough to keep him calm.

It was all Neteyam could ask for from them.

Neytiri ran her hand through his braids, can’t resisting to ask another innocent question. “Has your cramps been rough?” She whispered, making Neteyam’s ears twitch.

He had been having cramps for the past two or three days, he had been confused but regardless realized their reason now. He sighed shakily, looking up to his mom from where he still rested against his dad. “They are fine..really”

Even though not being convinced at all, Neytiri didn’t push him further. Just about then Lo’ak stepped in the marui, freezing at the way his older brother was getting fussed over. He raised an eyebrow as he watched Neteyam pull away from Jake. “Is everything alright?” He asked in concern, making eye contact with his brother.

Neteyam nodded, getting up from his place slowly. “Don’t worry baby bro” He said with a soft smile, leading his parents to share a look. “I am just tired” He murmured, knowing he had never openly admitted that before. But before Lo’ak could say anything else he put a hand over his hair, ruffling it in the same way he always did. “I think i am going to sleep” He said, bidding them all a good night and moving towards his pod, leaving the three of them to stare behind him.

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As the first sunshines of the day washed over the village, Tsireya was moving around inside the marui, humming to herself as she checked the jars around the shelves. Today the Sullys were taking a break from their lessons. Now she was spending her time in the marui. Ronal had allowed her, her own assigned healing marui last year as she climbed her rites as the future Tsahik. As the tsakarem, she was feeling confident each passing day about leading alongside her brother.

Her peace was rudely intrupted by the said young man bursting inside, followed by the oldest son of Toruk Makto. "We have a huge favour to ask you"

Tsireya turned to face them fully, a worried expression taking over her beauty at the state of the two. "What's wrong?" She had noticed that the two got along faster than even she and Lo'ak, which was surprising, given that his brother used to be one of the rudest Na'vi to ever exist. Her confusion about the topic was about to be answered though.

"We.. have an issue, one that might be major."  Her brother said, looking at Neteyam with a guilty expression. The Navy blue man nodded his head, and it was the first time that Tsireya saw vulnerability in his eyes.

"..what is going on?" The tsakarem asked again softly, moving forward towards them and placing a gentle hand on Neteyam's bicep.

Ao'nung turned around in his place, tying off the strings that kept the beaded curtains up, and letting it cover the entrance of the marui for some privacy. The action didn't escape from Tsireya's eyes, but she decided to ignore it as she led Neteyam to sit on some soft mats.

Neteyam grabbed her hand once both of them were sat and very slowly guided it to lay over his abdomen. "Ao'nung trusts you about this, so will I too, I have to know if.. there is a life growing here" Neteyam said, choosing his words carefully with his shaky voice. The teal man, who had crouched beside him, could easily see that he was fighting back tears again.

Tsireya's eyes widened, her blue eyes snapping between the two young men infront of her. "You guys..  what?" She breathed out.

Neteyam shared a look with Ao'nung, seeing him nod his head softly. He turned back towards Tsireya again, "It was an one time thing that we did.. and it was my own stupidity to forget drinking the tea that would have prevented it.."

Silence settled inside the marui and Tsireya's shocked expression seemed to be staying for a while. Her brother had never seen her so confused and surprised because of anything before, so he sighed heavily. Placing his hand on Neteyam's shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze, he took over the conversation. "It has only been a week.. can you check and see if there is anything you can say..? I really cannot go to mother for this"

Tsireya worried her bottom lip with her fangs, her voice wavering. "A week..?" Knowing it had only been a week since the Sullys arrived, the teal woman couldn't help but wonder how the two ended up like that. She took a deep breath in and collected herself, fixing her hair. "Okay, I will try my best.. Just so you know though, a week is too early to say anything certain"

"Okay.."

"Has there been other symptoms?" The woman asked Neteyam as she got up and grabbed a soft mat for him to lay on during the examination. "I have been having cramps.. they are heavy and well fatigue, it was confusing me..till now, now I understand" He explained with a tired sigh following.

"I see.." Tsireya said, sitting down next to the mat. "Come lay, I will check you"

Neteyam nodded at her words, turning his face to meet Ao'nung's eyes. The teal man glanced at his sister before urging his head forward and nuzzling his nose onto Neteyam's for a few seconds and pulling back again.

The Navy blue one went to lay down on his back with Tsireya's instructions, his eyes flicking between the stuff hanging from above the marui. Ao'nung watched closely as his sister's hands found their place on the other man's tummy, examining him.

The feeling was foreign and caused discomfort to Neteyam, making him grimace. Even though Tsireya was very gentle with him, the feeling of fingers pressing onto his abdomen was leaving him struggling in his place not to squirm away.

Soon the examination ended with Tsireya sighing and sitting back. "Well..?" Ao'nung asked, not being able to understand his sisters face expression. Neteyam sat up, leaning his weight onto the teal man, suddenly feeling too heavy to keep himself up.

Tsireya looked around, trying to find her words. "..just, as I said, it's too early to say anything for sure.."

Ao'nung looked at her, wrapping his tail around Neteyam's body. "But?"

"But.." Tsireya continued, locking eyes with Neteyam this time. "I felt the hardness over where the baby would..grow, it usually happens as the body prepares itself for..you know" She said, watching as Neteyam's eyes grew helplessly.

For Tsireya, it was the first time that she saw his mask broken so openly. "Thank you.." He muttered, separating from Ao'nung and getting up, already making his way to the exit.

Ao'nung and Tsireya got up after him, as Ao'nung thanked his sister too, and moved to leave, the woman stopped him with a hand on his harm. "It should be more easier to know in a couple of weeks, look after him brother" She said, and Ao'nung didn't have any other choice than to do what she said.

When Neteyam stepped outside the healing mauri with Ao'nung following him, his senses were blurry and his ears were

ringing. Everything had become too real inside that place, and now he had to face it.

Ao'nung's eyes never left his figure as he followed him from behind, even though the whites of them were tinted red, and they were slowly getting shiny. "Neteyam.." He murmured, carefully placing a hand on the navy blue shoulder. "It's going to be okay"

Neteyam bit his lip and shook his head from side to side. "No.." He said with his voice shaking, deeply. "You can't say that" 

"Neteyam maybe you are not.." Ao'nung started desperately but stopped to glance around the other Na'vi around. Even though noone was paying attention to them at that moment, it still held the risk.

"I definitely am, Ao'nung" His shaky voice was stern now, his neck snapping towards the said man. "I am.." He repeated in a whisper. The teal man looked at him with something he couldn't read. "Reya said it was too early to tell anything."

"She only said it was too early to say anything too certain , and she felt that damn hardness" Neteyam’s emotions were all over the place, not being able to get ahold of them. He ignored what Ao’nung had to say next, turning his back making his way down the sloppy paths of the village. The heir was left standing alone, lost.

Not knowing what to do, Ao’nung lost sight of Neteyam in a matter of seconds. He could guess that the Omatikaya had ran off to the forest, and Ao’nung could understand he needed that space for now. He himself needed to clear his head, being too scared of what they had waiting ahead of them.

It was until the communal dinner that night that the two of them came face to face again, more like sitting side to side. Not daring to make eye contact and sitting awkwardly next to each other as the Sully family sat next to the Olo’eyktan’s. It was Tsireya who noticed their uneasy stance, looking between them worriedly, her eyes dropping onto Neteyam’s stomach once a while. She sighed, trying to focus on the convo between Kiri and Rotxo, but the whole day she had worried about the situation.

Ao’nung put a gentle hand over her shoulder, giving her a meaningful look, which she had to return with a shaky smile. Neteyam was looking at her from behind Ao’nung too, his face poker, yet his eyes held something that made her worry, they almost looked..dull. Her brother’s tail wrapped around behind Neteyam, catching both Tsireya and the said boy off guard. Neteyam’s eyes snapped at the man sitting beside him, eyes looking like he is pleading him that Tsireya had to look away and focus back onto Rotxo telling Lo’ak and Kiri about old Metkayina traditions.

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“Ao’nung”

The said Metkayina turned around, seeing the way his- he didn’t know his what.

“Neteyam” He acknowledged him from the place he was sitting at, alone. It was a couple of hours after the dinner, late into the night. The boy came, sitting next to him. They were silent, and the empty space between them was cold. Ao’nung looked at him, seeing his tired eyes staring at him already. “I couldn’t sleep..” He whispered, even though it was obvious. Ao’nung looked sad, hint of tears wetting his cheeks, once Neteyam realized he could feel his heart sinking. “Me neither” The heir mumbled.

The silence was awkward between them, only then realizing they didn’t know each other well at all.

“Ao’nung..” The navy blue one said, softly this time. The said man hummed in question, looking at him with equally tired eyes, resting his head against his palm. Neteyam hesitated for a moment before telling him what was on his mind. “What if.. what if we.. you know, found a way to get rid of it-“

Ao’nung’s blue eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief. “What do you mean?” He asked, voice higher, even though he knew what the boy suggested. He moved closer to him, taking his hands into his own and squeezing. “Neteyam.” He started with full seriousness, leading the other to look down in shame. “That baby.. its a life coming from Great Mother herself“ he said with emotion filling his thick voice. “It is our baby, which she blessed us with, taking its life- its against Eywa’s way, its too cruel to the baby, and to the both of us” Neteyam’s tears were running free at that point, silently leaking down his cheeks, one of the teal hands came up, wiping them away slowly. “We are in this together..” Ao’nung continued, cupping his face. “We will go through this together”

“I am sorry” Neteyam sobbed, being disappointed in himself with what he had suggested. They met each other in a tight hug, trying to find comfort, spending the rest of the night out, under the sky.

Chapter Text

Week 3

It had been only a couple of days since the heartbreaking conversation they had late in the night. Neteyam was slowly trying to get himself to accept the fact or the possibility that he was carrying a small life. But regardless, it was still an unsettling feeling, thinking about it for long term. Ao'nung seemed to be the same way, eyes always finding Neteyam's for a short moment from time to time.

Him and his siblings were back at training, continuing their duty of learning the Metkayina's lifestyle. But it was harder than intended for Neteyam to focus, as his mind was always drifting to his worries. His presence was almost nervous all the time, leading his siblings to be nervous too.

Now they were standing in the water with their Metkayina friends and Neteyam was so out of it. When he became worried during the lessons, all he could think about was his situation and how he, meaning his baby's parent, wouldn't be able to blend in with the clan they were supposed to stay in, and the baby would be half Metkayina with a pathetic forest Na'vi as his dad and what if the baby somehow ended up having five fingers because there were too many risks, Neteyam was still carrying demon blood and-

A hand on his lower back snapped him back to the moment, his shaky eyes meeting Ao'nung's. "Are you feeling okay? You are zoomed out" His voice was low, but it seemed like he wasn't trying to hide his concern as the others were also next to him, looking at Neteyam worriedly.

His eyes drifted to his little brother's, seeing the same worried look from last night. The truth was on the tip of his tongue, threatening to spill, but he ducked his head down instead, shrugging Ao'nung off. "I'm fine..just, the sun is too bright I think it's affecting me" He mumbled, not meeting anyone in the eyes.

Tsireya stepped forward, getting in between him and the rest of the group. "Come.. I will take a look at you" She said softly, leading him out of the water and to the sand towards the shades of the smaller mangroves by the beach. "Is it your..stomach?" She asked once Neteyam was seated and Tsireya was kneeling infront of him with a still worried look.

He gave out a shaky sigh. "Not exactly..I'm just so worried, my head is full, nothing physical..yet, so don't worry" He said, holding the hand she offered. The young woman had no other choice than to nod and let Neteyam to rest. She was still worried, and disappointed in her own brother that he let something like this happen, in the first day of the Sullys arriving even. She knew they were strong, but as the Tshahìk in training, she could also see that all of them were vulnerable. And her brother had ended up taking advantage of that, at least that was what she guessed.

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"This move did not effect Neteyam well, at all" Kiri said, facing her mother as she helped her cook. Neytiri stilled for a moment, her ears twitching as she put down the fruit she was cutting for Tuktirey for later. "Kiri.." She smiled weakly. "Your brother is strong, this move could be better for any of us-"

"No mom, I know, but Neteyam is having it the worst." The younger girl said with full seriousness, voice dropping low. "He's been strange, it's like he is completely a different person, have you ever seen him this tired before, because even if he was, he always used to hide it but now, now it looks like he isn't trying to hide it, like he doesn't even have the energy to do so"

Neytiri sighed, moving closer to her daughter. "Neteyam..he is like me, more than any of you, he doesn't only love the forest, his heart lays there, I am aware he is missing our home" She said, fixing Kiri's hair. "I'm worried.." The younger woman said, holding onto her mom's hand.

“Your brother is strong, but I will talk to him” Neytiri said softly. She knew that her first born was always secretive. Especially about his own emotions. Neytiri had also realized the strange behavior of her oldest son. Neteyam wasn’t acting like himself, especially during the night. He had always been a night person, Neytiri was aware of that, but lately he was either not sleeping at all, or sleeping too much. He always slept late, but got up early. But now, no matter what, he looked tired. It was not only worrying Kiri but Neytiri too.

Later that night when Neteyam was late again did Neytiri share a look with Jake. Her daughter’s words were sinking in even more.

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After the day, Neteyam had asked Ao’nung if they could relax only the two of them. So the teal man brought him to the same place where they first slept together without questioning much. The navy blue hugged the man who broke his virginity, finding comfort in him when they were skin to skin. He closed his eyes, sighing soflty as he relaxed in Ao'nung's arms, kissing his collarbone. The teal man was silent, caressing the other in his arms. "Are you feeling better now?" He asked in a whisper.

“Mm, my pussy feels a lot better for another-“ Ao’nung’s laugh barked suddenly, breaking their cozy atmosphere. “Oh you naughty thing, I didn’t even think about that” He said, looking at him with an amused glint. Neteyam blushed, mirroring his smile. “Well…”

Ao’nung tickled his sides, pinching his waist which sent Neteyam into a fist of giggles, despite the sour mood he had been in for the couple of days. “No, not before..you feel better both physically and mentally” He murmured, lips ghosting over his forehead. Neteyam’s laughter died down, a sigh leaving him as he mindlessly started playing with Ao’nung’s curls. “But I do feel better..?” He tried to get him to agree. “I need you, come on big guy”

“Big guy?” Ao’nung looked at him in disbelief. “Big guy, really?” Neteyam nodded with a playful confidence, pulling Ao’nung closer by his famous necklace. “Yes..because you are big, everything about you like your-“

A teal hand came to his face, covering his mouth. Ao’nung’s eyes were basically popping out of their place, a heavy blush hugging his cheeks. “You are so straight forward!” He gaped, allowing Neteyam to push his hand away. “Well..but I am right” The navy blue murmured, kissing the corner of his lips.

The teal man groaned, his hands coming to grab the others waist tightly. “Neteyam..” He groaned out loud, dropping his face onto the other man’s chest. Then he froze for a second, pulling back to stare down at his chest, at the scar.

Neteyam’s smile faltered, a hand coming to cover the wound out of instinct. “It’s.. a long story” He murmured, not meeting Ao’nung’s eyes. The gaze of the said man softened, and he pushed his hand away from his chest. “Will you tell me someday?” He asked silently, wondering what type of thing could have caused such a calculated scar.

The Omatikaya man didn’t answer, but after a couple seconds of silence he nodded. “Not now..” He took in a shaky breath. The other was immediately perked up, sitting up more straight. “Whenever you are ready” He said softly.

Neteyam sighed softly, hands resting against Ao’nung’s chest. “So..you broke my hymen?” He whispered after a moment of silence. The random question caught Ao’nung so off guard that he chocked on air, whipping his head. “..well, yes but you didn’t even bleed so were you used to it already?”

“I am no virgin, not anymore” Neteyam said with raised eyebrows, dropping his hand over his loincloth. “I had never fingered myself..” He confessed. Ao’nung stared at him in shock. “Really??” The navy blue nodded, looking at Ao’nung with big, shiny golden eyes.

Then his hand moved down, grasping Ao’nung’s and bringing it closer to his crotch. “I never really touch my..vagina? I mean I do but, barely” He confessed again, feeling awkward saying the word out loud for some reason. Ao’nung frowned slightly, slowly rubbing small circles onto Neteyam’s inner thigh. “I haven’t touched you in a way that made you uncomfortable, have I?” He asked silently, blue eyes looking at the forest Na’vi worriedly.

“No no!” The navy blue one perked up, sitting up straight. “I just, never acknowledged its existence..” He murmured, moving closer to Ao’nung’s face. “I have thought of myself to be a man, a warrior..the idea of me having something that is able to bear children was just..distant” He sighed after explaining, leaning his thigh into Ao’nung’s touch.

Ao’nung’s fingers sneaked to the strings of his loincloth, untying them and reaching between, to the warmth eagerly awaiting him. His hand met with Neteyam’s shaft that was already peeking out of its sheath, but the teal man ignored it. "So..you don't know how to touch this sweet thing properly?" He asked, teasing his clit with two fingers, spreading his inner lips and squeezing them back close. Neteyam's breath hitched, trying to move his hips. "N..no.."

Ao’nung tilted his head curiously, looking up from the small pussy back up to Neteyam’s face. “Have you really never masturbated?” He asked calmly, fingers running over his sensitive flesh soothingly. “I did..just, I just chased the release in a single way..never really thought about what else I could do” He said softly, voice shaking as he reached for the man’s wrist, holding onto him.

Ao’nung gave him an understanding look, fingers pinching his small bud, leading him to gasp. “Fuck..” The teal man continued to play around with is, fueling Neteyam‘s needs. In a matter of seconds Neteyam‘s legs were shaking as he felt closer and closer to his orgasm, only to be denied by Ao‘nung each time until his cunt was dripping wet with his own juices. Ao‘nung barely pushed something inside his tiny hole, but instead teased his skin there with his fingers. Neteyam was a mess, halfway laying on the floor and halfly holding onto Ao‘nung‘s arms desperately.

The pleasure was too high that he forgot all about the soreness, and he thought Ao‘nung did too. “Ao’nung..” He rasped out, voice quiet. “I want you.., please..have sex with me” He begged softly, trying to pull the man closer to him, his pussy throbbing with need and frustration at being edged. And his hard on was twitching, having escaped its shear but was completely neglected through the whole time. Ao’nung stopped, looking into Neteyam’s eyes. “We can’t, sweetness, you shouldn’t, you are still hurt”

“I am not..” Neteyam begged again. “It’s been three weeks, I am fine, please!” Despite the soreness still being present, it was better than before and honestly Neteyam thought that he would die right here if he didn’t have Ao’nung’s shaft right inside himself now-

Ao’nung leaned in, kissing him softly which surprised Neteyam only for a second before he melted in it. But the needy forest Na’vi was soon trying to turn the innocent kiss into a make out session, only for Ao’nung to deny him again and pull back. “I really don’t want to hurt you-“

“I swear to Eywa, Ao’nung, if you neglect my need right now-“ Neteyam looked furious, grabbing Ao’nung’s necklace with both hands and hissing at him. Ao’nung’s eyes widened, a slight fear filling them. “Mavey! Fine, but I won’t be harsh this time”

His words meant nothing a second later, because Neteyam riled him up.

His cheek was soon squished between the grass and his own head as Ao'nung pounded into him in doggy style, or more like a palulukan. He tried thrusting his hips back, but almost had no enough energy. Now that he wasn't a virgin and knew what to expect, it didn't change the fact that Ao'nung was incredible in his job, and Neteyam was just so unfamiliar with all this. But now Neteyam could focus more on the feeling, it was way more intense than his first. The first time he was too far gone to actually enjoy it, now Ao'nung's member deep inside him felt way more real.

He started crying, not from pain but from pleasure as the teal hands gripped his hips tightly, pounding into his warmth. Big droplets of tears left his eyes as he closed them shut, lips hanging apart and letting out small moans. “Fuck.. you are still so tight” Ao’nung groaned, hips slapping forward, one hand now holding onto Neteyam’s wild tail. “I don’t think its even about your newly popped virginity, you are just extremely small compared to me” An easy going smile was resting on his face as Neteyam only responded with another moan.

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After washing up together and laying for a while silently to collect themselves, Neteyam limped back to his family marui, he was in a mixed mood now. Ao’nung pleased him just how he wished but now, the soreness was back full force, making him sulk. The teal man promised him to give him the same paste again, for which Neteyam was really thankful for. But he was still mad at himself for being so horny to put himself in the same position, because it wasn’t like it was Ao’nung’s fault when Neteyam was the one to seduce him into it.

When he returned he was expecting to find his family already asleep like the nights before he came too late. But this time, his mother was awake, watching him walk up the path. He felt his ears lower automatically, wondering if he was in trouble this time. They never really minded him being out late, they trusted him. It was his fault that he got himself pregnant like a stray cat, having used their trust wrongly. So he nervously walked up to the entrance. “Mother?” He asked silently, glancing inside and seeing the rest of their family asleep, even his father. “Ma’itan, walk with me” She said, caressing his face. She realized it looked softer, his eyes were swollen and hair messy. She would rebraid it for him soon, if he wanted her to. She also realized her son was taller than her now, not much but enough for her to notice. He had grown, a lot.

Neteyam gave her a confused look. “Now?” He asked, tail swaying behind him. Neytiri nodded, gesturing him to go back out. They silently made their way into the forest, not in the direction Ao‘nung and Neteyam had been earlier but more deeper into the fauna. Neteyam kept glancing at his mother, not knowing what to expect. But he stayed silent, trying not to focus on the burning sensation between his legs either. It wasn’t that bad this time anyway.

“You haven’t been yourself, Neteyam“ She spoke cautiously. The lack of predators in this forest didn’t stop her from being on guard. She had brought her son deep into the forest, so that he would feel closer to home. This was all she could offer, but she could already see her son‘s eyes brightening. Neteyam hadn’t dared to go this deep into the forest, only to the place with Ao’nung. That place was hidden but closer to the shore, now him and his mother were far away from the beach, enough that he sound of the waves hitting the wet sand couldn’t be heard. Now he was surrounded by the sound of the forest. Different than back home, yet comforting.

When her son stayed lost in thought and didn’t answer her, Neytiri sighed softly, stopping to walk and instead gave her son a sad smile. „You know, if we climb up, we can find a place where we can sleep at“ That caught Neteyam‘s attention back. It was a faint memory before the sky people returned. His mother would sneak him away from their family pod to take him out at night. Because she knew he enjoyed his alone time with mama. He was just five, or around that age when his mother kept bringing him to a place up into the trees. It was a long way to climb, which he most spent on Neytiri‘s back or chest. It was something like an old tree house, belonging to his dead uncle Tsu‘tey and aunt Sylwanin. They stopped going there after the sky people returned, and it was a distant memory to him now.

So his mother saying that they could do something like that again, like the past. He felt himself starting to tear up, but he blinked them away. “Race you“ He said suddenly, rushing to the wines near them. Neytiri laughed at her son, bolting after him without wasting more time. Neteyam was the best climber among his siblings, and most Omatikaya. But no matter what, he could never beat Neytiri as long as she allowed him to. So he jumped onto the highest roots right after her, watching her already moving to sit down. He approached her, sitting next to her when she pulled his head down to rest against her shoulder, one hand rubbing his scalp. She wasn’t saying anything, and Neteyam was glad. After a while he fully laid down, his head resting on her lap, as sleep took him into its embrace.