Modern!aemond X Fem!reader Where They Live A Nice, Domestic Life. They Loveeee Their Morning Cuddles

modern!aemond x fem!reader where they live a nice, domestic life. they loveeee their morning cuddles with eachother. (and sometimes shower sex too)

they decide to go out one night and go to a local bar/pub. as aemond heads off to get their drinks, a man walks trying to start a nice conversation with her but slowly starts flirting with her as well. aemond sees that and manages to get the man to leave. aemond then takes her out somewhere secluded and away from the bar showing her who she belongs too.

please?

thanks for the lovely request, i tried to do my best, hope you like it. requests are open!!

it's a soft morning with your boyfriend aemond targaryen. sunlight in the room, you in the bed wrapped around him. almost every morning comes and goes like this one, feeling like there is nothing else other than you two.

his mornings belong to you; cuddling, kissing, having sleepy talks about the day and he loves this. he usually wakes up before you, but today you have the chance to see him asleep, as you wake up before him. his face looks relaxed and free of worry wrinkles he gets because of his family or his studies. his mouth slightly curved and his platinum blonde hair spread on the comfortable pillow. his arm is around your waist like it always is.

you get closer to him and position yourself on top of him, your elbows are on his pillow next to his head, you start kissing his neck, little and soft kisses but they are enough to wake him up. he brings his arm to your neck, holding you there and not letting you go. soft mumblings as you kiss his neck and louder groan when you bite a sensitive spot teasingly. he switches your places, kissing you when you're under him, wrapping your legs around his waist.  

"good morning, baby girl."

"good morning, love."

"slept well?"

"yes, but i think we need to get out of the bed, i have an early class today."

"i know your class schedule, we have enough time for a coffee and quick breakfast."

"hmm, what about shower?" you have a smile on your face, you know he can't resist anything when you smile like this, joyful sparks in your eyes, "would you like to join me?"

"well, you know i can't say no to you."

you get out of bed, taking off your shirt and your underwear. you are completely naked in front of him, he gets closer to you. he takes off his clothes and you wrap your legs around him, let him carry you to the bathroom.

under the water, you let yourself relax against your boyfriend's muscular chest, his arm sneaks around your waist, your hair slowly gets wet and falls on your shoulders. still holding on to him, you feel his hardness against your backside. you turn around facing him, holding his free hand and leading it between your legs. he looks so good under the water, his hair wet and shiny, waterdrops on his muscles. you desire him, your arms around his neck, not breaking the eye contact, he has his fingers on your swollen clit. he slowly rubs it, your eyes close for a moment.

"tell me what you want and it's yours, my love."

"your fingers. inside me, please."

"just my fingers?"

you shake your head, dizzy with the pleasure of warm water on your body and his skillful fingers on your clit. 

"aemond.."

"it's alright, i know what you want."

his fingers are inside you finally, you lean against the wall, his other hand holding your waist to help you with your balance. he moves his fingers in a way that you can't explain even in your right mind, his touches are only the ones you can get from someone who knows your body well, like him.

he feels your walls clenching hard around his fingers and once he makes sure you're ready, he lifts you up, your legs around him and his cock inside you. your arms around him, moans and whimperings make echoes in the bathroom. he is strong enough to control both of your bodies. he moves inside you, too beautiful and too sweet.

"i'm so close, aemond."

"i can feel it love, let go of yourself i will hold you."

you completely trust him and with a silent scream of his name, you come around his cock. he lets you have your peak, then pulls his cock out of you and comes on your lower abdomen. his breathing is quick, while yours is slow. after a delightful minute, you are on your feet, smiling satisfied. 

"feeling okay?"

"hmm, it was perfect."

he smirks at your words, starts washing your hair. he massages your scalp which feels so good, you can sleep right here. after your hair, you help him with his hair, almost jealous of how soft and beautiful it is.

with your bodies cleaned as well, you and aemond get out of shower, drying and wearing your clothes for the day. drinking coffee with a quick breakfast, both of you leave home for your classes, in the university you both attend.

today feels like the busiest day ever, you are about to burst into tears. after the blissful morning with aemond; because of your classes, assignments and lectures you feel like the morning was only a dream and you're stuck in this university-looking reality. finally it's over and you can take a deep breath. you don't see aemond during the day and you call him, only to find out he is just as tired and bored as you. 

he offers to go to a local pub, but not the one that has half of school every night, the one which has more quiet and calming vibe, possibly just a few people from school. you happily accept the offer and decide to meet him there. 

turns out, you both need a night out, talking, listening the songs the band plays and drinking. you are the type of person who gets drunk easier when you're tired, so you feel dizziness coming to you after a few drinks. he drinks slower than you, enjoying the moment, listening your words carefully and answering you, talking about anything and everything.

you finish your glass and realize his glass is empty too.

"another one, sweetheart?"

"yes, please."

he nods and walks away to get drinks. you pay more attention to the song playing when he is not here, it's one of your favorite songs, you start mumbling the lyrics and smiling. you see a man approaching you, not aemond, someone you don't know. you don't think he will talk to you, and don't really want to meet someone right now so you wait.

to your suprise, he actually talks to you.

"you like this song? i saw you singing to yourself, it's one of my favorites."

he seems kind and harmless so you answer back.

"yes, it's one of my favorites too."

slowly the conversation turns into something about songs and bands. he is a nice guy, handsome and charming maybe but you don't care. you already have the man who is nice, handsome and charming. you just enjoy a nice chat while waiting for aemond.

after a few minutes, you look around for aemond but he is not there. the guy who talks to you leans closer and says,

"do you wanna go somewhere else to drink or dance?"

you shake your head, and feel a hand on your lower waist. your boyfriend is there leaving your drink in front of you and looking at the guy with curious, stern eyes.

"she's with me."

the guy seems suprised, looking at you with a slight, stupid smirk on his face.

"we've been talking for minutes now, and she didn't say anything."

you look at him with confused eyes,

"why would i say something about my relationship in a normal conversation about songs?"

aemond senses your uncomfortable state, clearly you don't see the guy's real purpose. he starts to feel angry and tense.

"well, beautiful, you should have said that you have a boyfriend so i wouldn't waste my time here, talking with a girl who's not available."

you stare at his face with frustration, ready to make a comment that will put him in his place but your boyfriend is faster than you.

"if you don't want to waste your time in hospital, full of bruises i'd suggest you apologise for your shitty words and leave here without looking at her side again."

his voice is the coldest you hear, so calm yet so dangerous. the guy holds himself back, his eyes looking elsewhere.

"i'm sorry."

you don't say anything, he leaves. aemond holds you and helps you stand up. he cups your face around his hands,

"are you okay, my love?"

"yes. just angry maybe. can we leave?"

"of course."

he leads you out of the local pub. holding your waist, walking fast. there is a dark alley after a few blocks and he holds your hand, walking towards it. you walk with him but don't understand why he brings you here.

"aemond, why did we c-"

he holds you against the wall of a building, there is no light so you can't be seen by people. it's just you and him. his breathing hot against your lips.

he kisses you hungrily, holding your cheeks, caressing your hair. he keeps kissing you until he gets enough of it.

"are you okay, my love?"

he nods. he is angry, still but doesn't want to show it to you. there is something wrong with the situation, the way a man can think of his girl that way makes his blood boil. he gets jealous easily which doesn't help.

he thinks of anything that can harm you when he's not there, you are slightly drunk and don't think badly of a person who approaches to you and talks to you. there is nothing wrong with you. you are perfect and aemond wants to protect you from those who can think wrong of you.

"i just need you all for myself for a moment."

"i'm safe, aemond. i can take care of myself."

"i know you can take care of yourself, love. it's not about that."

he kisses you again and you don't resist, you know what he means. you bring your hand to his belt and open it, his trousers next. you take his cock out of his boxer and stroking it slowly.

"relax, love. you know we belong to each other."

he kisses your neck while touches you under your skirt. pulls your underwear to the side and puts his fingers inside you. the thought of your boyfriend touching you in a dark alley makes your legs shaking.

"you like this? being touched by me in an alley where anyone can walk in?"

"they will not see anything even if they come."

"yes, but they can hear your pretty sounds meant for me. can you be quiet for me, love?"

"hmm." you nod.

"good girl."

he lifts you and puts his cock inside you, the same position you have in the morning. this time he is not the calm, relaxed man; he is angry and fast who makes you wetter with groans in your ear and hands cupping your ass. his thrusts become faster and faster, you try to be quiet just like you said you would be, but it's too hard not to make any noise when it's so good. you bite his neck, bruising it, marking your spot.

he slows down and enjoys the last moments of your wetness, his breathing is slow as well.

"i'm going to come."

"inside me, aemond."

he relaxes and comes inside of you while rubbing your clit. your silent moans become a song meant only for his ears. finally you feel yourself clenching and coming around him. your legs are limp, you hold on to his neck to keep your balance. he stays inside you for a few more seconds. when you're on your feet, he helps you with your skirt and you help him with his trousers and his belt.

he kisses you, this time he's tired and calmer. you look at him with a knowing smile on your face.

"it's not about fucking possessing you. i just can't stand the idea of you with another man."

"we just proved ourselves that we belong together my love. i'm yours. not about the fucking possession, but still yours."

he kisses you with love. "and i'm yours."

Hii, just wanna say luv your stories. I hope u can do a series if ever. I wanna suggest like aonung x fem reader. Like she is so super kind and pure like the opposite of the typical strong and gangster vibe. Its like she melt aonung heart with her kind words and pure actions, like innocent vibe. Any way, hope u can consider this hehe

Melt For You

summary: you were a pure soul, a kind heart that brought happiness to all of the metkayina, including the tough son ao'nung

1k words, fem!metkayina reader

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The entire village knew you as kind. A pure hearted girl whose joy filtrated through the entire village. Your smile made others smile. You sparked happiness within everyone’s heart.

Your heart-warming presence had its effect on everyone. Even the harsh son of the chief Tonowari. Ao’nung couldn’t deny that his lips slightly curved seeing your bright smile. Or the way his chest would flutter seeing you walk by and wave.

It made him melt, you made him melt. Like ice cream on a hot day dripping onto the pavement melt. If you and the stars were next to each other you’d be shining brighter. If there was a shooting star in the sky he’d still rather stare into the galaxies in your eyes.

He was laying on a hammock just outside where his family rested. The light breeze rocked him side to side lulling him to sleep. The warm sun shining on him filled his body with warmth. It was a time he felt truly calm.

You came up beside him, slightly bouncing on the tightly pulled fabric that formed a path over the sand. Resting a soft hand on his shoulder to not scare him too much.

“Ao’nung.” Your voice was gentle in his ear, like a perfect song he’d listen to for eternity.

His eyes immediately went to your crouched figure next to him. Your skin shimmered in the sun, and your hair softly blew in the wind. You were like a portrait, framed in the museum of his mind, each stroke of a brush created your beauty.

“Hi Y/N.” His voice was croaky, a tired morning voice, not yet ready to be spoken to the world.

“Would you like to come make some baskets with me?” His heart fluttered when you offered. The thought of you thinking of him made him feel like his heart grew wings and was ready to fly away.

“Of course, I would.” Getting off the comfort of the soft hammock he followed your enthusiastic figure down to near the shore.

You had laid out multiple piles of leaves to be handwoven into intricate baskets to hold anything from tiny trinkets to the produce of a successful hunt. He watched you take a seat on the warm sand and followed suit.

He’d follow you to the ends of the earth if you told him to. Your smile was intoxicating to him, your being was like an addictive substance he would never let go of.

He watched your fingers intricately weave with the leaves with such ease. You made everything just look so graceful, so perfect.

“Ao’nung you’ve barely started, do you need help?” The tenderness of your voice rung in his ears. It would’ve made him shudder, but he had at least a little presence of self-control.

“I don’t weave, I am a hunter Y/N. So yes… I would like some help.” His voice grew small at the end making you chuckle.

“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

If he were a man before this statement no one would have ever known. Because he now felt like a puddle of mush on the sand to be washed away by the high tide.

He stammered a couple times before being able to get a retort back. “I’d hoped to be handsome.” Batting his eyelids in a joking way to cover the fact that his heart sounded like a drum.

“Fine, you can be handsome then.”

Ao’nung’s brain might have malfunctioned. The cogs of his brain stopped working and his hands froze looking up to you giggling figure. How could you think he was handsome when you were beauty itself.

“I need help with the basket Y/N.” Stern wasn’t exactly what his voice sounded like, but it was what he was going for.

“Oh yes. That’s right.” Grabbing his fingers softly you started to guide his hands in the detailed pattern. You watched him get continuously flustered as he gulped harshly whenever your hands would reposition themselves on his.

He was a mess in your touch. If he were to be a candle you’d be his flame. Flickering in the breeze slowly heating him up and melting him with your warmth.

“Y/N.” His voice was gruff, like he had been holding back his voice for a millennium.

“Are you understanding this pattern? You don’t seem to be listening.” A smile grew on your face as Ao’nung’s eyes tried to avoid anywhere but yours. He couldn’t meet them just yet. Not while his thoughts brewed in his mind that was filled of you.

“Y/N… I can’t focus on the basket. I can’t focus on anything right now.” Desperation echoed through his voice as looked up into your curious eyes. Your head tilted slightly waiting for him to continue explaining.

“I can only focus on you.”

Eyes wide you smiled at him. You weren’t oblivious to his feelings, and you hoped he wasn’t oblivious to yours. I mean who wouldn’t fall in love with the man. He was handsome, strong, funny and only a little daft.

“Then focus on me.” You tilted your head forward to get closer to his face. The proximity making the air between the two thick and filled with tension. Loving tension, tension that had been held back for years.

Ao’nung under his tough exterior and harsh nature was still a soft boy at heart. And you had cracked his shell.

The tension was sharp enough to cut with a knife, but no knife was needed as he softly put his lips to yours. Slowly kissing you, his eyes shut tight as his hands travelled to hold your cheeks.

This was ecstasy to him. Pure bliss. He was in a state of euphoria feeling you touch on him so delicately.

The way your lips melded together perfectly made your heart flutter as you hung your hands around his neck. You heart pounded in your chest and you kissed deeper to try and silence it.

Breaking away his lips were slightly swollen, licking the bottom lip in disbelief that he had kissed you. You had enchanted him completely and he was ready to be bewitched by you till the very end.

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authors note: hope you enjoyed this! and thankq sm for all the love every like reblog and comment i'm so grateful!

(i love your comments i'm kicking my feet reading them)

I absolutely LOVED your jealous fic! Like chefs kiss mwah mwah. I read it and went straight to your requests honestly I love your writing and how you put together your ~spicyness~ in a fic. I was wondering if I could put in a request for ao'nung! (Love my fish boys)

I would like to request a smut fic for rivals to lovers ao'nung x fem Metkayina!reader. The idea I had was they were rivals in like the sense of constantly trying to one up each other but since they are both of age and mateless ronal and tonowari began to worry ao'nung would not find a mate so they decide to ask the reader and the readers family about a promised mate-ship (arranged marriage type deal) since she was close to him. She asks for time to consider it and goes for a walk on the beach where she sees ao'nung and challenges him to a swimming race to a nearby island that is super small but deserted (I imagine it's kinda like one of those make out spots in teen movies) and he looses to her and in frustration of loosing to her and finally letting his feelings for her bubble over he kisses her and smut ensues.

Again I love your writing

-🪲anon

Better Known As My Rival

(Ao'nung x F!Metkayina Reader)

minors dni!

Genre: some fluff, slightest angst, smut if you're patient

Warnings: dom!Aonung, switch!reader, teasing, praising, p in v, thigh riding, swearing (please tell me if theres any i've missed!!)

Backstory: You and Ao'nung, chief Tonowari's only son, have been in constant rivalry ever since him and his friends decided to pick on you two years ago. You had stood up for yourself, pushing him away and reporting the incident to chief Tonowari, making him apologize to you. He was impressed at your self-respect and power, taking an interest in you. From that day on, he was constantly trying to one up you in every situation, and teasing you about it if you weren't up for it, making you instantly change your mind. You never thought that you'd develop a crush on him and his mocking behavior, but here you were, considering mating with him.

Ao'nung and Reader are aged up to 19+ years old!! (Other characters except for Tuk too! Tuk is 12 here, don't be weird)

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You were walking along the closest shore to your Marui pod, in your home village of Awa'atlu. It was sunset, and you had just finished up your daily errands, meaning you would make it home for dinner with your family. You were looking across the shore while walking; the sky was so pretty today. It was purple, with stripes of orange peeking through. You smiled at the beauty of your planet before turning your head back to your front, a bit too late to notice a tall figure in front of you.

You bump into the tall Metkayina male in front of you, your face aligning somewhere around his upper chest. You quickly back away, and look up, recognizing and realizing the male in front of you is your one and only crush, better known as your rival; Ao'nung. You rolled your eyes as he held his hands up next to his head, with his usual smirk plastered on his face. "Woah, no need to give me that attitude, I thought you missed me." he replied to your frown, chuckling as he dropped his arms down.

"I love your confidence for assuming that" you reply with a fake smile, "now move." your smile drops as you walk past him, he just turns around and looks at you moving away before saying "I thought you'd be down to hunt outside of the reef, too bad it seems like I'll be catching the bigger fish." His sentence instantly makes you stop in your tracks and turn around, walking back to him. "Are you out of your mind? The sun is setting, by the time we get out of the reef it'll be dark!" you lecture him, as the smirk that never left his face grows wider. "Even better, the big fish like to come out at night." he replies to your lectures.

"It's way too dangerous either way, no way am I coming with you." you shrug, turning around and starting to walk your initial way again. "Seems your bravery has a limit, I guess I'll just have to win this time." he says in a mocking voice, making you stop once again, and turn around to face him before growling at him. He always did this; tease you until you had to give in. "Fine. Whoever hunts the bigger fish wins." you shout back, calling for your ilu right after and hopping on it once it arrives. He tilts his head, saying "That's the y/n I know of." before calling for his ilu as well.

slight time skip, outside the reef

You had raced your way to the reefs border, because you both tried to one up each other in everything. He had won, even though he called his ilu after you. But then again, it didn't really matter as an ilu race wasn't your actual deal. It was what came now, that you were outside of the reef that mattered. You shared a glance with the male next to you, before smiling cheekily at him and dipping down under the water with your ilu, declaring your competitions beginning. He went underwater shortly after you, catching up to you swimming deeper.

Ao'nung was behind a large rock, watching as you preyed on one of the biggest fish swimming in front of you. You had aimed your weapon at your prey, about to shoot it when it got hit by another arrow. You quickly looked at Aonung, he smirked at you as he swung his empty weapon on his back, swimming towards your prey that he had hunted. You growled while watching him with a frown, your voice getting muffled with the fact that you were underwater.

You look around, hoping to spot a bigger fish, and you do. You quickly swim to hide behind the rock closest to it, preparing your arrow to shoot. Ao'nung's distracted by the prey he stole this time, so you take your chance and capture your prey. You quickly swim back next to him with your fish, smiling cheekily as his expression darkens, accepting his loss. 'I win' you show with your hands, using underwater sign language before swimming back up as your ilu follows. He growls, doing the same as you greet him above the water.

The sky was dark now, like you had predicted beforehand, with the only light coming from the stars. Ao'nung growled at you, more effectively than when he did underwater, "Fuck you y/n" he spat out with a frown entering his face. You just burst out laughing at his anger. "Greediness only brings you more loss," you say between laughs "learn from me." you added on. He rolled his eyes, his ego clearly hurt from losing last minute. You both lead your ilus to the shore you departed from.

slight time skip

"Where have you been, son?." Tonowari asks as Ao'nung enters their home pod. "Hunting" Ao'nung replies as he places down the fish he caught while competing with you. Ronal walks up to the two males as she looks down at the huge fish. "With who'm? It is odd to hunt alone this late at night." she asks, already knowing the answer. In their eyes, you and Ao'nung were very close. They completely ignored the reasons you two were always together though, which was rivarly. "With y/n." Ao'nung replied to his mothers previous question. Ronal and Tonowari shared a glance, before smiling and turning back to Ao'nung. "Which leads us, to what we wanted to talk about with you." Tonowari speaks, adding onto his sons response. Ao'nung looks up at his smiling parents, curious to see why they wanted to talk about you.

"You are of age, and still mateless. There will come a time where you will replace your father as leader" Ronal stated. "we were considering arranging you a mate, and our main option was y/n." she added on as Ao'nungs ears perked up. "We think it would be a perfect match. Y/n's father is a respected warrior, and she is a very beautiful, strong hearted young woman." Tonowari adds on to support his mates idea.

Ao'nungs heart was beating fast. Very fast. He had only wanted to mate with you, ever since your incident two years ago, completely ruling out other options. He knew he wasn't as appealing to you though, as he always teased you, you were constant rivals after all. He had been trying to find excuses, ways to get closer to you romantically to finally ask you to be his mate- but he didn't have to do any of that now. This was perfect, he just hoped you and your parents would accept. A smile crept onto his face as he spoke, "That would be alright. She is pretty, and would make a good mate. I'm fine with that."

Ronal and Tonowari smiled, pleased that their son had agreed with them. They were worried before, thinking Ao'nung might never find a mate if they hadn't taken matters into their own hands. Tonowari called for Tsireya, requesting that she invite you and your family to their pod tomorrow morning to discuss the situation. Tsireya obliged, as Ao'nung walked past his parents, entering his seperate pod. He had only hoped, that you would agree on this decision as well.

time skip, morning of the mate discussion

You are woken up with the constant moving around and fussing happening in your household. Your parents were getting ready, but for a reason you did not know yet, they were dressed very formally. You stood up, approaching your mother, who seemed to have a very bright smile on her face. "What's going on, mother?" you ask, with confusion on your face. She turns her attention towards you, her smile growing even wider as she places her hands on your shoulders. "The Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk have invited us to their pod, they have a very important topic they want to discuss with us."

Your confused expression becomes heavier as a chill runs up your spine. Why was your crush, better known as your rival, Ao'nung's family inviting you and your family to their pod? Was it for a good purpose or not? What if Ao’nung had reported you for beating him in your rivalry yesterday as a way to tease you? What if it was to talk about mating? Your heartbeat stopped at the thought. Could this very important discussion be about mating? A blush crept up your face at the thought of mating with your crush, but then the reality of it all came. 'This won't happen, I'm setting myself up for disappointment' you tell yourself. Your thoughts are interrupted, “Get ready, we are expected soon!” your mother exclaims, as you start to walk back to your separate pod to get dressed in formality.

slight time skip, Ao’nungs Marui pod

You and your parents entered the Olo'eyktans Marui, as the Tsahìk, Ronal welcomed you, taking her index finger from her forehead towards you and your parents (I see you gesture). You do the same, as she speaks "Thank you all for coming." while leading you inside to her mate sitting on their mats. The chief looked up at your parents, taking his index finger from his forehead towards them, before looking at you, his smile growing wider, before doing the same gesture. "Please sit" he asks, as you and your parents do so. They had a smile plastered on their face the entire time, but you had confusion rather than happiness in your mind. You looked around, but couldn't spot Ao'nung, or even Tsireya. However important this conversation seemed to be, it only required you and your parents, which brought back the thoughts in your mind of this being some way of Ao'nung trying to tease you; by reporting you to his parents.

"I hope you are doing well, we have invited you to discuss a very important topic, concerning the relationship of your daughter y/n, and our son Ao'nung." Ronal speaks, instantly making your blood go cold. That bastard. Was he really willing to go to lengths of reporting you to his parents because you beat him at a competition HE had wanted, just to tease you? "We are listening" your father responded. His expression had changed, understanding that this could, in fact, be a negative discussion.

Your mother was unfazed though, the same, smiley expression on her face. Ronal looked at Tonowari, as he cleared his throat. "You may know, my son will replace me as Olo'eyktan soon, however, he is of age and still mateless." he spoke. Your heart started beating, fast. Was this discussion really about mating you and... Ao'nung? 'Don't raise your expectations, you will only face disappointment' you say to yourself, but it isn't enough to calm your heartbeat.

Ronal looks at you, before turning back to your parents. "Y/n and Ao'nung have been close for sometime, they spend most of their days in activities with each other." Ronal speaks. You and Ao'nung were rivals to each other, but to the outer eye, you were close, in a way far away from rivalry. Your heartbeat was getting even faster, overwhelming you. Unnoticeably, you tried to calm your heartbeat like you would before swimming.

"We have invited you today to ask you about a promised mate-ship between your daughter, and our son." Tonowari speaks, looking at you this time. Your parents eyes light up with a smile, as they look at each other before looking back at the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk in front of them. "We would never be foolish enough to deny, we accept!" Your mother speaks with a cheeky smile on her face, as your father looks at you with glistening eyes. Ronal looks at you with a smile on her face (which was something rare to see), as she asks you "What are your opinions, y/n? Would you like time to consider?". Everyones gaze and attention turns to you, waiting for any answer.

Your mother and father look at you with a smile and pleading eyes, begging for you to accept, while Ronal and Tonowari look at you more demandingly. No way this was happening, no way you were being arranged as a mate with your crush, better known as your number one rival. You were overwhelmed, especially with the glares of the four adults sitting next to, and in front of you. You gulped, trying to think clearly. If you accept, you would eventually be mated with your crush, and become future Tsahìk of your clan and village. However, your crush was an annoying tease, and he didn't seem to have any romantic interest in you, which led you into considering if you really wanted to mate with him after all.

You gulped once again, as you finally managed to answer. "Can I please have some time to consider?" Your fathers gaze darkened, as his nostrils flared up, mad that you would even think about denying an opportunity like this. Your mothers smile dropped, as she turned back around to look at your father. Ronal placed a hand on your upper arm, before speaking. "Of course, but you must know, we will look for other mates if you cannot decide until tomorrow night."

You nodded nervously, standing up before your parents did along with Ronal and Tonowari. After countless apologies, you left the Olo'eyktans pod. You had separated from your parents before they could lecture you, as they continued their way to your family pod while you did to the shore closest to it. You were overwhelmed with the new topic, considering the good and bad sides of mating with Ao'nung. You took in a deep breath before looking down at your feet, watching the sand change shape with your every step. Your head shot right back up after seeing another pair of bigger feet facing you, just to realize its the only person you hoped you wouldn't see today- Ao'nung.

You looked into his eyes, you had to admit they were beautiful, just like the ocean. He looked right back, before his usual smirk crawled up his face. "It must be fate, we always seem to come across each other on this shore now, or you just miss me that much." he chuckled, as you rolled your eyes at his behavior. Eywa, he was such an asshole. "What do you want this time?" you sighed, knowing he was only approaching you for competition. His smirk grew wider "How about a swimming race?" he asked.

It wasn't as bad of an idea as you thought, your home- the sea, was where you always went to whenever you felt overwhelmed or stressed. "I'm okay with that," you replied, "where do we start and end?" you added on, catching him off guard. It was rarely that you accepted his competitive ideas easily, so he had gotten used to teasing you until you had to. His smirk grew wider, as he leaned in. "From this shore," his next move brought a blush up to your cheeks. He held you by your waist, turning your body towards the sea, and got behind you, hovering his head over your left shoulder while pointing to a somewhat nearby but isolated island, "to that island." he added on.

You gulped at the feeling of him so close, your body was tense. You could feel his breath on your cheek when he turned his head towards your face. Eywa, you were sure he'd seen you blush because he chuckled lightly. He quickly backed away, but you were too startled to move. "Need a quick breathing exercise? Or are you good to win?" he stated, teasing you about your current condition. He always found a way to, which got you back to focus. "I think YOU'LL need the 'quick breathing exercise' after I beat you." you bite back, as he looks you up and down, then up again. "We'll see about that." he replied, as you both walk into the water, getting deeper to the point where you'd be able to dive.

"Three...Two...One!" you shout, as you and Ao'nung dive into the water at the same time. This was an unfair race- Ao'nung was bigger than you in body proportions. He had a bigger tail, bigger arms, it was an advantage! He started off way ahead, but he underestimated you, as he was so into looking back and chuckling at you being behind, to realize you had gotten so close to him, almost passing him. He looked back once again, but you had switched sides from his right to his left, and flicked your tail harder, taking you one step ahead of him. You hit his left arm with your right hand, gaining his attention as you chuckled at him. He growled underwater, trying to catch up to you but it was too late, you had reached the island.

You got out of the water laughing, moments before Ao'nung did, growling. You moved away your hair from your face as you looked back at him, aggressively walking out of the water onto the plain sand. Your laughing quickly stopped though, as you realized the genuine frustration on his face when he got closer to you. "How the fuck are you always winning? Hm?" he growled out, catching you off guard not only with his words, but also with his face leaning in closer, leaving inches in between the two of you. "Huh? What do you mea-" you managed to speak out, but you were cut off. "Why are you so fucking skilled? It's driving me insane, how impressive you are." he blurted out, looking right into your eyes.

You felt your whole body heat up at his words, you certainly weren't expecting this. Your eyes, that have been on his previously, darted away to his chest, and then later on to his biceps. Eywa, he was toned perfectly, and it made him so attractive. You were too distracted in your own thoughts to notice he had backed away, looking up at the sky before dropping his head back down. "You know y/n, ever since you pushed me away and reported my actions to my father I've been deeply in love with you." he confessed. You felt your heartbeat noticeably get faster, as you unknowingly walked towards him. He looked up at your vulnerable facial expression, before looking to his left as you got closer to him, inches remaining between the two of you once again. You looked at his lips, before speaking. "I guess your feelings are mutual."

His ears perked up, as he turned his gaze back to yours, noticing your attentions on his lips. He leaned in closer, and you could swear you felt his lips brush against yours. "Can I kiss you?" he asked in a low voice. Eywa, the feeling of his lips moving, inches away from yours, it turned you on so much. "You idiot, just do it already." you whispered back, eyes now on his, which staring right back into yours. His right hand went to cup your right cheek, as both of your eyes closed before he kissed you. Your hands met his toned chest, making their way up to wrap around his neck, as he pulls you in by your waist, your kisses continuing passionately.

He kisses your upper lip with his tongue, asking for entry to your mouth, which you allow. Your tongues fight for dominance, because you and Ao'nung try to one up each other in everything. You lose this round though, as he completely dominates over your tongue, his usual smirk crawling onto his mouth while still making out with you.

Your kiss is cut when he places both hands on your waist as he sits, pulling you down on top of him. Your legs were sat at the side of his, as you continued your previously cut make out session. Your left hand holds the nape of his neck, while your right remains on his shoulder. His left hand is holding you firmly by your back, as his right is on your hip. You slowly started to gring against him, feeling his hard on grow even bigger below your heated cunt. He groaned at the feeling of you moving on top of him, as your kiss became more heated.

He slowly breaks the kiss, as the hand that was on your back goes to grab his braided queue, looking deep into your eyes as he holds it in between the both of you. You do the same, connecting both ends and creating your Tsaheylu bond. Ao’nungs pupils dialate, as he begins to kiss all over your neck, both hands now firmly hugging you. Your mouth widens and your eyes close at the feeling of his strong emotions, while your arms wrap around his neck.

Quickly, this moment of pure emotion and vulnerability turns into desire and lust, as Ao’nung throws you onto the sand behind you, quickly placing himself on top of you, with his right hand untying your loincloth. Eywa, his toned arm next to your head, supporting his whole body alone, it was so sexy. He backed away onto his knees after throwing away the piece of clothing he had untied, taking in how wet your womanhood was. He began untying his own loincloth, his gaze never leaving your inner thighs.

You gulped at the erect size of him. He directs his gaze to your face, smirking when he notices you staring at his lower stomach. “Like what you see, hm?” he says, Eywa he was such a tease. “Mhm.. I do actually” you manage to reply, his smirk growing wider as he places himself on top of you once again, kissing you roughly. You grind you hips, a light whimper leaving your lips as your inner thigh brushes against his cock. He looks down, carefully placing himself in front of your entrance, before slamming in while he looks back at you.

Your eyes roll back into your head as your mouth widens into a moan. His pupils grow wider, as your Tsaheylu was still connected. He continued thrusting into you, deep but slowly, as you couldn’t control your moans. “Ao’nung.” you managed to speak, gaining his attention instantly. “Yes y/n?” he replied in a raspy voice, “Fuck me faster” you breathed out- and Eywa, your words were like his key. His upcoming thrusts were faster, as they were already deep, making you a moaning mess. His left hand held your right thigh, as your hands scratched onto his upper back.

"You're so impressive, fuck, you're taking me in so good." Ao'nung panted out, smirking at your moans. Your eyes rolled back into your head at his words, but you've had enough of being dominated by him. With a swift move, you threw him off of you onto the ground, and got on top of him while slowly lifting yourself up and down on his length. He was fully laid down, smirking at you, as you placed both hands on his chest for support. "So skilled, looking so pretty while bouncing on my cock." He lets out a load groan after his sentence, as you teased him, lifting yourself to the point where you almost take his cock out of you, before slamming onto it back again.

It was your turn to smirk now, as his eyes laid onto your breast, getting squeezed together by your arms placed close together on his chest. "I want this off, princess." he smirks while tugging on your top. "Show me some of your skills hm? Take it off for me." you reply, and oh Eywa, his skilled hands, they rip it off of you in one swift move. You moved both arms behind, and placed them on Ao'nungs legs, your smirk growing wider as you displayed yourself for him to see. He looked at your body, taking in how you bounced up and down on his dick, as your breasts did so as well. Eywa, he loved this view so much, it got him so close, and he knew you were too because of your constant clenching around him. But no, he wasn't going to cum like this, and he wasn't going to let you either. He wanted to make you cum, so he held you by your waist and rolled the both of you over, regaining his position on top of you. His thrusts were faster than ever, and you felt the knot in your stomach about to explode.

"I'm gonna cum Ao'nung" you breathed out, reaching out for his neck and pulling him in to kiss him. He kissed back, "Me too princess, you got me so close." he growls in between. Your hands went to grip his shoulder, and you scream out his name when you reach your climax, releasing all over him. His thrusts got sloppier, and you felt him take himself out of you right before coming all over your stomach and breasts. His head fell back, as you clasped your thighs together, missing the feeling of him in you.

He looked back at you, smirking. "I win in dominance" he said while tilting his head to his right. You rolled your eyes while chuckling, as you separated your queues before walking towards the shore. Ao'nung caught up, as he helped wash off his seed from your upper body. It was sunset, and it was magical.

slight time skip, morning after

You and Ao'nung have been love birds all night after your mating, cuddling and swarming each other with kisses. This morning, you swam back to the shore you had departed from yesterday, and you were currently heading to his family pod to announce your mating. "Can't wait to tell the clan you're mine now." he smirked as he intertwined his hand with yours, walking you through the village. You chuckled as you walked with him, "Calm down! Tell your parents first." you said, as you stepped on the dock leading directly into his family pod. People had stared and whispered at you and your mates intertwined hands while you were walking, but you hadn't cared because he was yours, not theirs.

Your mate enters the pod before helping you in, hands never leaving each other. Ronal and Tonowari, who have been sitting down previously stand up to face the new couple. You take your index finger from your forehead towards them, as they do the same gesture, before Ao'nung lets go of your hand just to wrap it around your waist.

"Me and y/n have mated, she will be my Tsahìk when the time comes."

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Omgg I genuinely apologize to whoever requested this, I wrote it so bad :( It was challenging because I’m such a perfectionist, I hate this fic and how long is it but I hope you guys can somehow enjoy??

Thank you so much in your support on my other fics! I’m currently working on a Lo’ak one, and lord is it toe curling.

Until next time,

-dero

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫. | Neteyam Sully

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : green is all you see, and for once it's not because you live in the midst of the damn jungle. it's because envy and greed consume you. what's the root cause of it? neteyam and your supposed friend who is trying to definitely charm him. 

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 : “This—” [points at their chest] “—this belongs to you. Always.”

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : neteyam sully x fem!omaticaya reader.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : requested, yes | no. hellooo idk where this came from, but here we are at least another request done! just wanted to put a lil something out because the songcords are some chonky mfs and taking some time! so hope you enjoy. this is loosely based on "my heart it beats for you" - grentperez (filo represent!)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : jealousy, flirting w/o clear consent?, neteyam is so boyfie/bbg here, protective!nete, ur friend is an asshat, hurt/comfort, established relationship, cussing, fluff yippee!

𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 : olo’eyktan - clan leader, yaymak - foolish/ignorant, tsamsiyu - warrior, oeyä - my (possessive), hawnu - protect/shelter, muntxate - wife/mate.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 2.5k words !

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𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇, especially if you have to witness the cause of such erratic inner turmoil. 

She hadn't meant to wander this close to the training grounds, and truthfully she had no clue how her little detour brought her here. 

Alas, perhaps she'd gravitated here for a reason. After all, Neteyam was training some warriors-to-be, and maybe now she could catch a glimpse of him in action without disrupting the lesson.

She missed him, the consistent need of kissing him like the ocean does to the tide as it retreats back to shore. It held her heart in a monumental lock, Neteyam had infiltrated her thoughts once again. To be fair, she could not be blamed for this - they'd barely been around each other the past few days. 

Jake had become even sterner, prepping his son for when he'd take the mantle of Olo'ekytan as it is handed down to him. It had Neteyam wishing he could talk back, just simply out of spite. To demand some room, freedom to spend more time with you. But the only thing keeping him grounded and sane was the fact that perhaps once this is all over, and he has secured his place as the leader of the clan - maybe then things would settle. He'd get to be around you more, even if it is through lingering touches and a fuse charged to his heart due to the yearning glances from across two ends of a place in their home in the midst of the forest. 

His desire to cross the finish line had increased by tenfold at the mere thoughts flittering in his brimming mind. To start a family with you, live his life to the fullest with you…that was all he's yearned for. 

But now she's cursing herself, feet stomping onto the forest ground with uncertainty brewing deep in her bones. ___ did not know whether or not to be pissed beyond belief or let her heart sink into the doubts already sneering at her. 

Because through the thick branches, she stood behind to peer into the training grounds, the sight before her was certainly something to behold. 

Training my ass! Speaking of ass, is she pressing hers into- what the actual fuck? 

Her heart drummed in her ears, and suddenly fury fills her veins until she feels ashamed. Is this what has been going on all this time? How could her friend act on the attractions that she seemed to very obviously have? Neteyam was spoken for. 

___ best friend stood a good few metres away from where she had unintentionally hidden, pressed too closely to Neteyam as he tries to readjust her stance and the way she grips her bow. 

That coniving little… ___ had already taught the ins and outs of how to control her bow and how to aim it. They did this months ago. She wanted to give her friend the benefit of the doubt, maybe she just needed some touching up? But why wouldn't she have just gone to you?

Such questions fizzle out as her eyes cut to your own, unnerving and edging on callousness. Oh, so this definitely was purposeful. 

She knows more than anyone else that her boyfriend is capable of holding his own, but sometimes - he is just a little dense. Especially around the ladies of the clan, and the fact that every female (even males) wants a piece of him. 

Not even just to be the Tsahik of the future Olo'ekytan, but because he inherited the beauty of his mother - the roughness of his father. He also had a very protective demeanor, never hesitating to be vocal about his genuine adoration for you - or back you up when a situation demanded of it. 

It lights a fuse in the back of your mind then, a raging insistent thought that you'd try to tone down the moment you realised that you were each other's, person. That hopefully nothing was going to come of the way of that. 

But your supposed friend is definitely coming in the way of you acting civil right now. 

Maybe you just weren't good enough for him, never able to live up to everything Neteyam is known for and will come to be.

Jake had told Neteyam that he could begin to train other like-minded Na'vi - the people of the Omaticaya that wanted to become warriors. Saying in the same sentence how his dear friend Tsu'tey used to do the same. 

It instilled him with great pride and honor, which he was undeniably blinded by in this current moment as your friends' fingertips graze his arm in a very flirtatious manner. 

Disdain clawed at your skin then, making you want to scratch at your arms. Did she willingly sign up for these lessons? Yaymak, she's taking up the time of true soon-to-be warriors who await more proper training. 

She lets out a loud and very obnoxious giggle, and Neteyam doesn't acknowledge a thing - still too focused on the lesson. The fuse imploded then. 

All the doubts came gushing in at once, searing to your skin as envy wilts around your conscience. Green is all you see, and for once it's not because you live in the midst of the damn jungle. It's because envy and greed consume you. Betrayal too, towards the friend you lost and your lover who was too focused on living up to the legacy of two influential men of the clan. 

Oh maybe, just maybe you had to unwillingly entertain such detrimental thoughts.

There's a reason why the clan is so unbashful in their efforts of trying to claim Neteyam as their one and only mate for a  lifetime. 

You weren't enough in their eyes. 

You'd come from a mediocre family, hunters on the bottom of the hierarchy - nothing remotely remarkable. 

Nothing compared to your soon-to-be ex-friend who is inching her way closer into Neteyam's chest - whose mother is also incredibly close to Neytiri.

___ was really wishing for Eywa right about now. That the atkorinas that had danced among the sky and brushed your shoulders when you and Neteyam shared your first kiss, were not something she had hopelessly imagined. 

With fists clenched, Neteyam releases the arrow. Bullseye.

"Yep, that's how I do it." He just smiles down at her respectfully, stepping back unintentionally as he reloads his bow to demonstrate it one more time.

The girl inflicting all this bitterness and resentment frowned then, before turning slightly and meeting your teary eyes once again. 

She knew you were there and was still doing this? Yeah, she can rot in hell.

In an instant, she squeals, but it's still a late reaction to what he had just shown - jumping to him and giving Neteyam an audacious hug. 

Great mother, she was testing your resolve. Your claim. ___ can't do this, can't bare witness to such crude manners and undeterred actions from someone she had confided in and befriended for a large part of her life. 

Before you knew it, you were fumbling, feet stepping on a hollow stick.

Snap. It echoes in the now still air, missing how Neteyam had flinched and retreated from her hug immediately. His features darkened as he spat out, "Don't touch me like that. You are here to learn, so learn."

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Two heads whip towards you as ___ bolts off, not daring to take a quick glance back at where you had left your broken heart.

Neteyam is only just able to catch a glimpse of who had suddenly retreated, dread drenching him in a mere half second once everything falls into place. 

It was his yawntu.

The need to please his father and live up to the great hold his uncle Tsu'tey still had on his people sputters, becoming an afterthought.

"How dare you take advantage of me like this?" He thunders at the now floundering girl. 

She gapes and stutters. But nothing flows through his ears. How pathetic.

"You're her best friend!" He hissed, ears laying flat in vexation. 

Once again nothing leaves her suddenly parched mouth, and it leaves him utterly cross. Neteyam decides then to drag salt across the wound.

"You are not capable of being a warrior, especially if you cannot take my lessons seriously. I suggest you head back to where you belong because I will not teach someone as lousy as you - ever - again." He glowered, snatching the practice bow out of her hands and proceeding to not only snap it in half - but throw it on the ground as well.

"Neteyam!" She desperately calls at the same time he yells out for you, running in the same direction he had seen you flee. 

He doesn't bother to pivot and throw more spite at the already frightened girl who had tried to make advances on him, it was her fault they got caught in that position (literally).

The ever-so-mighty tsamiyu now feels like he is shackled to the forest floor as he calls out for you again, frowning as his feet dig into the soil beneath him once finally finds you.

There you are, winsome as you quietly sob into the palm of your hands that cover the aggrieved expression that painted your features. The waterfall cascaded down on you as you pushed yourself to sit inside the little cave that had created itself over the years right behind it. 

A jolt ripples through ___ as Neteyam instinctively brings you into a hug the moment he reaches you, pressing repetitive kisses to your forehead. 

You let yourself feel the wrath of your thoughts then, right at their peak - so you can come to terms with them. They can settle and move away from having you anchored down like you were currently.

A gut-wrenching sigh ebbed out of you then, whispering to Neteyam apologetically. 

"I know, I know it's not your fault. I'm sorry I reacted this way."

He just shakes his head in turmoil then, features hardened at the thought of you having to witness him try to be swayed by someone who he didn't find trifling interest in. Someone who had been in your inner circle of friends. 

Neteyam felt scorned, struggling to find words that can appease both of you. This is all unexplored territory to him, he'd never had to deal with someone so bold that was also trying to get with him. The eldest Sully is so unapologetically enamored, essentially soaking in all the love and devotion he has for you. There's so much of it to go around, that even his heart sometimes grapples with where to place it all. 

He necessitated, tone yearning for you to see him. "I hope you know, these were never my intentions. To hurt you, for her to act so-...for it to turn out - I was trying to appease my father and it's just been-"

You cut him off, understanding and knowing all too well of the troubles and responsibilities that have been bestowed upon him and weigh heavily on his broad shoulders. 

"Nete, I know. Really, it's just my mind playing games with me. It is not your fault that she decided to, well - ruin our friendship. You also did not deserve such treatment when time is already not on your side right now. I'm sorry for that."

___ doesn't meet his eyes, instead her own are downcast - allowing her hair to hang like a curtain over her blotchy face due to the tears that she had just shed.

"___." He utters with purpose, hands moving to push your damp hair back and away from your face.

You hum lowly, eyes still holding a peculiar melancholy and distant as ever. 

His hand pressing to your heart is what shatters you from the reverie.

Neteyam's amber eyes are fierce, bold, and enraptured with the deepest appreciation for you. 

Now he knows he holds your attention,

“This—”, he points to his chest then, vehemently and with such precision it has your heart stilling for a moment, “—this belongs to you. Always.”

A shudder breaks from your lips then, astounded and in awe that he is all yours. Shaking hands fold over his that still are motioning to his own heart. 

The heart that had been ever so charmed by your delightful presence, so effortlessly whole due to the affections you bestowed upon him over the years of his childhood up til now.

You're each other's eternities, aligned with the stars and the atkorina's. ___ is sure of it now.

He'd orbit around you as long as you wished for him to. A shield and a protector for this lifetime and the ones that followed. Neteyam liked to believe that if there was another life, you'd fall right into place beside one another. That your love would just shift and begin again. 

If only he knew you thought the exact same thing, especially now as you just appreciate Neteyam for all that he is and who he'll come to be. He has big shoes to fill, but you know he'll be just fine. 

"As does mine. Always." You whisper with consolation, delicate and saccharine. 

His heart squeezes, hands darting away from yours to cup your face as he let his head dip into yours.

It was a movement that was second-hand nature to him now, a daily occurrence of sorts.

Neteyam breathes you in, letting your aura wrap around his being.

Your arms capture him in return, fingers trailing down the divots that line his spine as he allows himself to melt into your hold. Tension fusing into ease.

"You're not mad at me?" He questions, mindlessly playing with a strand of your still-damp hair.

"I'm not mad at you, oeyä hawnu."

His heart flutters then, a light blush dusting his cheeks. He shyly whines into the nape of your neck, your response is to giggle in return.

"You know what calling me that, does to me! I guess it's time to once again show my affection to you in front of all the people!"

You squeal his name as he suddenly lifts you up, throwing over you his shoulder as he wades out into the real world and across the water, away from your little bubble.

Bursts of laughter mingle with the bustling sounds of nature as he makes his way back to your home base.

 Neteyam will gladly let everyone know how devoted he is to you, to make sure they know that he isn't kidding around when he said you'd be his future muntxate.

In his heart and soul, he knew you were the only person Pandora made for him in the eyes of Eywa. That's how it always will be, is the thought that springs to both of your minds in that very moment. The great mother wishes then she could give you a sign then, but she rectifies herself then.

Your heart beats when with each other speaks enough.

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

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morning sex and aftercare with modern!aemond

as always he wakes up before you. the sunlight slowly makes its way into your room and aemond opens his eye with a frown on his face. he doesn't like waking up this early all the time, but it's a inevitable habit of his because he works too much.

he looks at you, sleeping next to him soundly, white sheets wrapped around your waist. visions of last night come to him slowly, you on top of him, under him, next to him; relieving all the tension you have, coming around him, trying to make him understand how much you love him. he teases you, try to make you come as many times as you want, you kiss him, your nails on his back as you mark him yours.

you must be exhausted after last night, he thinks. his good girl. he brings his long, elegant fingers to your hair; absent-mindedly playing with your soft locks. he tries to enjoy this stolen moments, too early in the morning, he can see and admire how beautiful you look with the sunlight on your body. he doesn't want to leave your bed, your warmth that he loves so much. he can stay here a little more he thinks, it's still early for responsibilities.

he holds you closer, you make soft noises as his arms cover you. slowly, you open your eyes, your back leans into his muscular chest. you can feel him behind you and sleep leaves your body as you teasingly touch his half hard cock with your ass. he brings his hand to your lower abdomen and pulls you closer. your breathing quickens as you feel him between your legs. you want to keep teasing him as he did to you last night, but it's so sweet to have this friction on your slightly wet cunt. you move back and forth again, try to make him believe you're still asleep. he whispers to your ear,

"i know you're awake, sweet girl."

you pretend not to hear him, softly mumbling sleepy words. you move again, having him trapped between your legs.

"the first thing you do in the morning is teasing me, hmm? my perfect girl. go ahead, pretend you're asleep and use me for your pleasure."

you sigh, sleepy but awake. he holds you closer again, moves his fully hard cock between your thighs. you don't like this position, you want all of him inside you. you know he doesn't give you what you want when you pretend you're asleep. you have to reveal your awakeness for the sweet release you want.

"still not giving up? i know you want this my love, turn around and open your eyes for me."

with a swift movement, you are on top of him, your nails are on his chest.

"you want me awake? i'm sure that can be arranged."

"there you are, my wild girl. what will you do now, hmm?"

you have a fake pout on your face, he thinks you look incredibly charming when you do that. you have the control of him, he loves it.

"i wanted to feel you, but you're a stubborn man, not giving me what i want."

"wrong. i always give you what you want, only not when you tease me."

you move your hands lower, to the center of his desire. he doesn't stop you, wants you to touch him, to control him the way you need. you lick the palm of your hand and take his cock in your hand stroking him.

"you like this, my love?"

"fuck, yes." he hisses. "just like that."

you keep stroking him with your fingers, you know how he likes you to touch him, you memorized every sensitive spot on his body through your relationship. leaning into his chest, you let him feel your teeth around his nipples or on the soft spot between his neck and his shoulder. he groans, arching his back to you.

"i'm going to come if you keep doing that."

"that's the point of it my love, let yourself have this pleasure."

you move your hand faster around him, his breathing quick and impatient. you feel how close he is, he is moments away from relaxing. finally, one last touch of your fingers and he comes around your fingers with a soft groan. he looks gorgeous like this, his face without that stern look he has for everyone and his body is limp under you. you are deeply in love with him, it feels like your heart is clenching for him and the way he looks right now.

"you look perfect my love." you say with a smile on your face.

"i believe you with that baby." he touches your thighs and brings his hand between your legs.

"you are so wet from giving pleasure to me, aren't you?"

you lead his fingers inside you. one finger, then two. moving on top of him while his fingers are inside you.

"it's not enough, aemond please."

"shh, beautiful. let me help."

he lays you under him, you look exquisite with all the sunshine inside the room. he watches the way your breasts move with your quick breath. he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking and bruising it in a perfectly painful way. you hold his platinum hair, pull him closer to your breast. his fingers are on your other nipple, giving you the attention just the right way. his fingertips are on your skin, moving down to your cunt. he finds your clit, pressing it, you are already sensitive and his fingers on your clit are your favorite. you get wetter, like it's possible, coating his fingers.

"please, inside me now."

"so demanding. be patient baby girl."

"i didn't tease you, that's not fair."

he chuckles darkly, and you realize he is hard again. first, you feel him on your thigh, then on your cunt. he is inside you in one swift movement. you moan his name, arching your back and holding on to his neck. he holds you and pulls you on top of him as he sits down on bed. you desperately kiss his lips, moaning as he suddenly hits your g-spot.

"yes, yes so good."

"come on baby, just like that. you look so good on top of me."

you keep moving, grinding on him, love the way his cock hits on that perfect spot inside you.

"i'm so close, so close aemond."

he smiles, kisses you, and helps you move.

"this is perfect isn't it? you are so tight around me, so wet."

"aemond, faster please. i want it faster."

"as you wish my love."

he lays you on bed again, moving faster and harder inside you, feels how you get even tighter around his cock. it takes three more thrusts for you to moan his name deeply and arching your back to him. holding on to him as you come, your eyes closed and tears of pleasure come down on your cheeks. he kisses your lips as his second orgasm hits him. he comes between your tighs, falling on top of you. breathing heavily, he holds you in his arms, kissing your hair and your tear-covered cheeks.

"how do you feel, my love?"

"perfectly exhausted. i don't want to leave this bed, aemond."

"then stay here baby, i'll be right back."

he leaves the bed, goes to the bathroom and cleans himself with a soft towel. bringing another towel to bed for you, he makes you spread your legs and cleans you as well, taking the dirty sheets with him, puts everything into the washing machine. he puts on a clean underwear and sweatpants.

fixing his hair quickly, he goes to kitchen, preparing two cups of coffee just the way you like. he puts the coffee mugs on your nightstand, helps you wear a clean underwear and one of his t-shirts. he hands you the coffee mug and smiles, adoring his beautiful girl.

he loves to have all your mornings just like this one, sunlight fills your room, the time for your classes in university and his works in the office approaches, both of you satisfied and relaxed. he confesses his love for you, as you drink your coffee, kisses your lips once more and all ready for a busy day.

I’ll Do What It Takes|Charlie Weasley

Pairings: Charlie Weasley x fem!reader

Summary: it’s time for the quidditch World Cup so you and your boyfriend decide to go with his family.

Warnings: swearing, blood, fighting, use of pet names, teeth-rotting fluff

A/N: this oneshot follows the book events in Goblet of Fire at what happens at the World Cup.

The Quidditch World Cup. Your boyfriend invited you to go with his family. And of course you said yes. You had met his family a couple of times usually spending your holidays with them when you weren’t treating wounds.

Working in the medical ward is how you met Charlie. You were a year younger than him in Hogwarts, maybe that’s why you never talked to each other.

Though you quickly became friends and then one drunken kiss lead to where you are now. Two years of solid dating and hopefully forever left to go.

Currently you were packing your trunks to leave for the Burrow when Charlie got done taking care of the new baby dragons. Even though you heard the door close you kept folding clothes.

Two arms snaked around your waist and kissed the top of your head, “Hey, love.” Charlie greeted.

You grinned turning your head towards him planting a kiss on his lips. “Hey, darling.”

Charlie planted kisses on your cheek and started down. You tilted your head to the side, giving him more access as he trailed kisses down your neck. You giggled shaking your head

“Baby, I need to finish folding these clothes or were never going to get ready to leave.”

He huffed, halting his loving kisses and just nuzzled his face in the crook your neck as you continued to fold.

Once you were done and had shut the trunks you spun around in his arms wrapping your arms around his neck. “How are the babies?”

“Doing great, love. John’s taking over for me while we’re visiting this week.” You nodded.

“We’re taking a portkey right? I don’t want to apparate that far. I get a bit uneasy just thinking about it.” Charlie nodded.

“It’s an old bucket hat, out there.”

So you and Charlie trekked up the hill to the portkey.

You landed in the field outside of the Burrow and once you and Charlie stepped in you were attacked with kisses and hugs from everyone.

Molly Weasley pounced on you first, “Y/N, dear, it’s so good to have you!”

“Hi!” You smiled brightly accepting the hugs from Molly, Arthur, Bill, Ginny, Ron, even Hermione Granger.

When you saw the twins you gave them fist bumps, you kept your voice low, “How’s the joke shop coming along?”

“Mum was mad that we didn’t get as many O.W.L.S as she thought we would. Said we were wasting our brains on jokes.” George explained.

You have a sympathetic smile, “Just so you know, I think it’s so cool you can use your brains like that. Charlie and I will be the first ones in line, promise.” Fred and George’s smiles lit up beaming at you. Fred jutted his thumb towards you.

“Keep her, Charlie, or I’ll kidnap her.” You shook your head, grinning as Charlie came up wrapping an arm around your shoulders and placing a quick kiss to your temple.

“She’s stuck with me forever, sorry boys.” You rolled your eyes with a chuckle.

Later that Sunday evening, Arthur, Fred, George, and Ron left to go pick up Harry from the Dursleys.

You were sitting next to Charlie as he was talking to Bill and you. Charlie had his hand on your knee as he talked to his brother.

When everyone got back Arthur was scolding Fred about the ton-tongue toffee he gave to Dudley Dursley. When Molly got involved into the match; you watched the Golden trio and Ginny run upstairs.

When you were setting up dinner, Charlie and Bill had the task of setting up the tables for dinner. Charlie was fighting with his table in the air with Bill’s.

“Charlie, get him!” You cheered, and it seemingly distracted Charlie to lose a leg of his table. When Bill fixed the tables you walked over to Bill giving him a high-five.

“You rotten witch!” Charlie exclaimed. “You two cheated me out.”

“I’m sorry you got distracted by me.” You mock frowned walking back over to your boyfriend.

“You’re just too gorgeous, how could I not?” You rolled your eyes lightly hitting him in the chest as he chuckled.

Dinner was lovely. You sat next to Charlie; listening to Fred, George and him talk about the World Cup.

“It’s got to be Ireland.” Your boyfriend said talking with his mouthful of potato. You rolled your eyes.

“Bulgaria has Victor Krum.”

“I say,” you started turning to the boys, “Ireland’s most definitely going to win, but Lynch isn’t going to catch the snitch. It’ll be Krum.”

George rose his eyebrows, “Did you play quidditch at Hogwarts?”

“‘Course I did. Y/h’s seeker.”

“Woah! Harry’s a seeker himself. George and I are beaters.”

Charlie grinned watching you get along with his family.

The next morning, Ginny and Hermione had woken you up since they had to take the portkey. You had planned on apparating with Charlie, Percy, and Bill. It was just so you could sleep in a bit longer, but that plan had obviously failed. You were now up searching for something to do. Not wanting to wake anyone else, you slipped into the twin’s room. You knew Charlie was staying there.

Charlie seemed to be up too; he was reading a book. He looked up when you opened the door and grinned. Silently, you waddled over to him with your blanket wrapped around you and crawled into the bed next to him.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He asked, looking down at you.

“Couldn’t go back to sleep. Ginny and Hermione had left and it woke me up. It’s alright though, I’ll just stay here with you.” He nodded kissing your forehead and putting the book on the bedside table.

He brought you in his arms cuddling you close to him. Charlie was always so warm and it was so easy to fall asleep in his arms.

By the time you all had apparated and found your tent. You watched as Arthur Weasley was having so much fun with the matches. Bless him.

You were sitting on the couch reading next to Charlie when the trio of Hermione, Harry and Ron had come back.

When you made it to the top box you found your seat next to Charlie and Fred. Fred and George had bet all their savings with Ludo Bagman so they couldn’t get souvenirs. You were proud to know they bet on what you thought was going to happen. So, you bought them both shamrock hats.

When you ran into the malfoys, they eagerly waved and hugged you. They were great friends with your parents and you used to babysit draco. You ruffled up his hair and his cheeks turned pink as he tried to fix it.

“You’re friends with the Malfoy’s?” Harry Potter asked with a tilt of his head.

“Mhm, I used to babysit Draco.”

“I cant believe you could handle that git.” Ron muttered watching Draco stalk off.

As the game went on, at tense moments you would squeeze Charlie’s leg. He would grin and shake his head with a small chuckle.

After the game, you watched the twins eagerly accept their money from Bagman. “Thanks, Y/N. We went with what you told us.”

You shook your head, “Merlin, glad I wasn’t wrong.”

Everyone was celebrating in the tent and you were leaning against Charlie’s shoulder on the couch. You assumed you had fallen asleep because woke up to screams. It seems you were the the only one up when you stepped outside the tent to see a marching bad of death eaters. They were holding four muggles in the air like they were puppets. You screamed running back in.

Death Eaters.

“Charlie!” You yelled waking him, Bill, and Percy up.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” He muttered, sleepiness still coating his voice.

“We have to get out of here. Now.” Charlie shot awake.

“What’s happening?” Percy asked, ready to spring into action.

“Death eaters.” You four ran and got Mr. Weasley quickly explaining. You grabbed Ginny and Hermione leading them all outside the tent. You threw a robe over your nightdress and gathered everyone.

Fred and George were supposed to keep up with Ginny. You took the task of Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

Before Charlie ran off to fight he pulled you in for a sweet kiss. It was needy and passionate.

It was a promise to come back.

“You better stay safe.” You muttered.

“You better kick arse.” He smirked before running after Bill and Percy.

“Let’s go.” You, Ron, Harry, and Hermione took off. That’s when you ran into Draco.

He was so casual. You knew why. He made a comment to Ron about his falling and you rolled your eyes.

“Draco, just stay safe. Please.” You whispered to him as the other three kept running.

“You too.” You took off easily catching up with the three. You heard a man cast the dark mark spell. That’s when you took off after him.

The three kids were shouting not to, but you were going to take him down.

You were stalking him in the forest. Who was the prey? Him or you? You didn’t know. It was getting to quiet.

Then it happened.

The man grabbed you and slammed you on the ground. He kicked you, and you rolled off to the side with a groan.

“Son of a bitch.” You hissed.

When you got up he landed his fist in your nose. You finally fired back kneeing him in the abdomen and punching his nose now. He groaned taking a few steps back before he pounced again yanking you by your hair to face him.

You couldn’t see your attacker. It was too dark in the woods to tell. You heard shouts from where you came from, but when they were coming this way he dragged you by your hair. He hid both of you behind a tree a finger placed to your lips to keep quiet.

You bit his finger and he muttered crazy bitch or something of the sort. He kept quiet as the other man passed finding an elf, Winky.

When he was gone, you took the chance to shove him out of your reach.

—-

As you were fighting, the golden trio and Arthur went back to the tent to find out what was happening.

When they arrived, Charlie quickly stood, “Where’s Y\n?”

“She’s not back?” Harry gasped.

“No? She left with you? Where is she?”

—-

The man had shook you like a rag-doll some more. When you were on the ground, he took the chance to disapparate. You picked yourself up and dragged yourself all the way back to your tent.

“Where is she?” Charlie asked again through the tent.

“Where is who?” You asked slipping into the tent.

To say the least you looked awful. Your robe and nightdress had been ripped and blood splattered across it. Your face was littered with cuts and bruises. Your lip was cut, your nose was bleeding and bruised. Your upper arm had a gash bleeding. Your feet got torn up by the sticks. Your hair was frizzy and sticks were in it from him yanking you and throwing you down.

“Holy shit.” Charlie muttered running over to you. “You look awful.”

You chuckled, coughing a little bit of blood, “You should see the other guy.”

Charlie turned angrily towards the golden trio. “What happened?”

“She ran off into the forest. Whoever cashed the dark mark was right there in our grasp. Y/n took her chance and pounced. We would’ve chased after her but we were circled by the Ministry and having to deal with that. Though I thought Mr. Diggory was searching for a culprit. How did he not find you fighting someone?”

You grinned showing your blood-stained teeth, “he grabbed me by the hair and told me to stay quiet behind the tree. I took the chance and bit his finger.”

“Badass.” Fred smirked from the back of the room.

“Badass.” You agreed, leaning on Charlie. “I haven’t had a physical fight without wands in ages. I kinda just attacked him.”

“Did you get a look at him?” Arthur Weasley asked.

You shook your head, “No. it was too dark.”

Charlie set you up on the table and got his wand to fix you up. “No, babe.” You muttered shaking your head, “I’m the healer, remember?”

“Yes, but you’re hurt. I’ll do what it takes to keep you safe.”

You smiled softly as he patched you up. You were as good as new since there were no magic affects. You sighed, “How’d you rip your shirt? Is that a new scar?” You asked running your finger along it.

“Yeah, badass.” You giggled as he carried you off to bed.

When you got home the next morning you and Charlie decided to stay a few more days. You were cuddled up in bed next to your boyfriend a little sore from last night events at the World Cup. You ran your finger along his scars drawing little patterns.

“Did you mean what you said?”

He hummed glancing from his book to you, “What’re you talking about, Love?”

“That you said you would do what it takes?”

“‘Course I did. I’ll make sure you always come home. I’ll do what it takes.”

You nodded, “You too Weasley.”

“I’ll always do what it takes to bring you home back to me.” You sealed your promise with a kiss.