Jealous Neteyam

Jealous Neteyam

Warnings: hair pulling, choking, tail pulling, breeding, degradation, mean teyam, smut, porn without much plot, use of daddy, aged-up neteyam, and fem reader.

Word count: 818

A/N: I don’t know what this is as I wrote it spontaneously. If there is anything wrong with it like spelling, grammar, or anything else I apologize. I hope you enjoy reading!

It was the first time you and Neteyam had a moment alone in months and he was incredibly pent up. He dragged you to his room without saying a word and threw you on the sleeping mat. He then stripped you down entirely, way too quick for you to process what was happening. Before you knew it, teyam was balls deep inside you and pulling your hair.

“What’s wrong, princess? You can’t keep up with Daddy’s big cock?” Neteyam said tauntingly as he rammed into you roughly from behind. 

Your moans and whimpers filled the warm air as you tried to respond, but could only mumble out incoherently, “Please aaahh~ too much~ aaahhh~” Your moans cut you off every time you tried to speak. This made Neteyam chuckle out loudly as he went even faster and harder with his brutal thrusts. 

“Are you fucked dumb already? My little slut can’t even keep up with Daddy’s big cock. Last I checked you were the one walking around the village in that tight loincloth. You were begging to be bred by Daddy and you know it.” Neteyam then let go of your hair and used his hands to choke you roughly and grab at your hip to pull you back against him. The change of angles caused him to ram directly into your G-spot every time he thrust inside of you. 

“I'm sorry Daddy! I wanted to look good for you! Aahh~ can I please cum Daddy?” This caused Teyam to laugh mockingly and go faster as he spoke.

“Fuck no! You have teased me and been a brat all day! Bad girls don’t get to cum.” Teyam put his body weight on your upper back, forcing your face and chest into the sleeping mat beneath you. He leaned on you entirely and thrust into you even harder, beginning to get close. As you tried hard to not cum, he reached around your hips and began roughly fondling and circling your throbbing clit. He took his hand off of your throat and began to stroke and tug on your sensitive tail.

“Teyam if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to stop myself from cumming!” you tried to warn him as he rubbed, tugged, and rammed into all of your sweet spots. Teyam only grunted and moaned softly in response, ignoring your pleas. Suddenly, the pressure of your orgasm became too much to stop and you came around his length. You moaned loudly as you came, forgetting all about Neteyam’s warnings. 

“Fuck! You’re so tight around me princess! I am going to breed this little pussy, fill you with my seed and make you full and pregnant. Fuck, I’m cumming!” Neteyam came hard, filling you with cum. He shallowly continued to hump your walls, making sure that he didn’t lose a drop of cum. After you both stopped to catch your breath, Neteyam spoke once again, “You disobeyed me, slut. You know I have to punish you now.” He feels you begin to squirm in his hold, desperate to escape the incoming spanking.

“I’m sorry Daddy, I didn’t mean to cum! You were just too good and I couldn’t help it!” You whimper out through hiccups and whines. Your pleas proved to be useless as Neteyam laid on his back and pulled you on top of him so that your face was buried in his neck. Suddenly and without warning, Neteyam began to spank your asscheeks full force. Slaps and whimpers rang through the stuffy room and before you knew it, your punishment was over.

“See, 15 spanks isn’t so bad. Next time listen to me and I wouldn’t have to punish you.” He softly strokes your hair and rubs your sore ass to soothe you. He shushes softly to comfort you and reassure you as hiccups and sobs escaped your lips.

“I’m sorry daddy, I didn’t mean to be a bad girl!” You repeated those words like a mantra as you nuzzled your face deeper into Neteyam’s neck. Your nose nudged his sweat glands and the smell of grass and the sea breeze filled your nostrils. His scent calmed you down some, but not enough to let you relax fully. Neteyam held you close to him as he began to hum softly, stroking your hair until you drifted off to sleep. By the time you woke up, you were cradled on Neteyam’s chest, your ass had soothing cream across it, and everything from last night had been cleaned up. Soon after you awoke, Neteyam stirred and spoke to you.

“Good morning, princess. You aren’t hurt from last night, are you?” Neteyam held you close and looked at you with a face of soft concern.

“I am a little sore but I am alright, sorry for being bad last night…” You muttered guiltily. Neteyam chuckled softly before speaking,

“Don’t worry my love, I could never be angry with you.”

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Headcanons for boyfriend Neteyam

a/n: this is my first time writing something for Tumblr, so please give any feedback, requests, and comments you may have. Stay hydrated :)

Edit: I forgot to mention that neteyam in this fic is aged up to 19 sorry

Fluff

Likes it when you braid his hair. Will complain about his braids being messy until you offer to fix them.

Loves receiving gifts and will wear any jewelry you give him with pride. Whenever he is missing you or struggling he likes that he can look down and see something you made.

Cares for your health. Gives you water throughout the day to make sure you are hydrated and does everything within his power to help you stay healthy. One of the first arguments that happens is that you were not taking proper care of yourself. 

Is a sucker for anything domestic. Loves it when you cook for him or he cooks for you. The little chores that you do together make him happy. He likes that you stay around for the boring and mundane parts of life.

Will softly tug at your tail to mess with you. Likes seeing the startled expression on your face. Will never pull hard enough to hurt, just enough to surprise you.

Smut

Likes it when you leave marks on him. Subtle marks like soft scratches or a hickey in a not-very obvious spot. He doesn't like walking around with obvious marks but a few subtle marks make him happy. He likes leaving marks on you, nothing that would hurt too bad but enough to leave a mark for a couple of days. Likes leaving marks on your chest and thighs so that people know that you are his.

Puts your hair in a ponytail before sex so he has something to grab onto. The same goes for blowjobs. Anytime you give him head he has to hold onto your hair in some way. 

Knows your body better than you do. He is an incredibly fast learner in everything he does, especially in bed. After the first couple of times, he catches onto all of your sweet spots, even ones you didn’t know you had.

He is a switch but is mostly dominant. If his partner really wants to dom then he will happily sub for them. He likes being praised when he is subbing.

He doesn’t like degradation of any form, whether it is at him or his partner. He firmly believes in lifting his partner up to feel like the royalty that they are. He can’t bring himself to say anything mean even if his partner would like it.

He doesn’t like the idea of hurting his partner. However, if he gets really riled up he can lose control of his strength and manhandle his partner resulting in some bruises. He feels bad the next morning and does everything to make you comfortable.

Has a fixation with your hair during sex. He is always touching your hair in some way. Whether it is tugging or petting doesn’t matter to him, he just has to do something with it.

König and bondage

Warnings: bondage (könig is tied up), female reader, riding, p in v, pain during sex

A/n: if in real life a guy doesn't slow down or be gentle when you ask, DUMP HIM

König can't bring himself to not rail you during sex, once he is inside you he can't hold himself back. He fucks your pussy raw until you are sore for days. It feels good for both of you, but not so much the next day. So one day you both decide to tie his hands to a headboard so you can go slower but things don't quite go according to plan.

With könig restricted to the headboard with fluffy pink handcuffs, you begin stripping at the foot of the bed while könig watches.

"fuck baby, stop teasing me" he growls out as you strip to slowly for his liking when you are fully naked, you make your way to his naked, exposed form. Usually könig would have you pinned and stretched around his cock by now, it's nice to have control and go slower. You jack him off while sucking on his tip gently, enjoying giving him pleasure without hurting your throat.

"take- take it deeper. Now" könig growls and thrusts up into your throat, getting antsy when he can't fuck your throat.

"patience baby" you hum, pulling your mouth away and climbing up higher. To be entirely honest, the power feels nice, being able to control a giant military man is good for the ego. You rub your heat against his throbbing cock, not putting him inside yet. Just when he goes to complain, you begin pressing hit tip into your cunt, groaning softly when it pops into you.

"just, fuck schatzchen you feel good, take it deeper, take it all the way. now" he growls out, partially using his military voice to command you on his cock. The handcuffs scrape against your headboard as he pulls on his restraints. This is more agonizing than any form of torture he's experienced in his many years in the military. He wants, he needs to rail you into the mattress and he can't.

At this moment you realize just how big his dick is as you struggle to impale yourself on him. The sting isn't as pleasurable as usual and your thighs shake and cramp at the strain of hovering over his length.

"kö I can't, fuck" soft whimpers leave your mouth as you try and fail to sink down on his length. You find yourself begging him to take you, despite knowing he can't grab you. He tries to fuck into you, but can't find the leverage to sink into you as deep as he needs.

"princess, need you to sink deeper. Drop onto me girl, I know you can" he finds himself growing impatient as his cock is uncomfortably cold, your slick dripping down his exposed dick. The sound of wood scraping and creaking fills the room. In your desperate haze you can't quite place what's happening until a loud snap resonates through the air.

"there we go princess, can finally fuck you how you deserve." His chained hands grip your waist and slam you down on his length. He plants his feet on the mattress and fucks up into you as you moan and keen in pleasure.

Sweat lays hair down on königs forehead from excursion as he fucks you from underneath you. His hands squeeze your waist as he slams you down on him, your ass meeting his thighs with each thrust. He feels you so deep his pubic bone grinds against your clit. One of his hands travels down your body to circle your clit and bring you closer to your release.

"cum on my dick schatz, be a good girl and cum for me." He circles your clit faster as his hips begins stuttering their thrusts as he gets closer. After some more rough fucking, you cum on his dick. As your pussy spasms around him, he is pushed over the edge and cums inside of you.

"that's it princess, yeah cum on my cock" he fucks you both through your high. After you both come down from your intense orgasm, he cradles you against his chest to hold you close. As you both pant with him slowly softening inside of you, the realization that your bedframe is broken causes you to sigh.

"and now I need a new bedframe." However you can't bring yourself to be upset after that good fucking. You cuddle into his chest, deciding to deal with the bedframe issue another day.