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valid point that everyone thinks miles is bigger , but i think lyle is bigger because of this tail . lyle’s tail is thicker than miles’ so he has to be bigger , right ?
Yes! I totally agree! Miles might have it longer but Lyle definitely beats his girth, his tail proves that!
Why are you, as a beefy man, not laying on top of me (naked)?
THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE FROM YOU
I’m late on school projects and I almost lost all my work since last year (thank God my computer is retreiving it) so I doodled the bald man
he just doesn’t gaf, if we’re being real
tbh i’m kinda into the idea that Lyle feels terrible about shooting Neteyam because he thought that it was Neytiri. But at the same time it doesn’t make any sense at all. He’s a marine for one, he’s killed many people with no regard to their age, and everyone knows war indirectly affects many people, including many children. Also Lyle has established that he will kill every Na’vi on Pandora if it means finding Jake. ALSO my main point is that Neytiri is the mother of four children, none over the age of 15. So if Lyle is sympathetic and extremely traumatized from killing a teenager, would he also not feel the same about killing a young mother?
AH 😍
screenshots from @peterbprincess on twitter
kinkmas — cockwarming
recom!lyle wainfleet x fem!na'vi/recom
warnings: SMUT, piv, teasing/edging, dirty talk
0.7k words
kinkmas masterlist
“Please– Lyle, please!”, she begged him once again, her voice filled with desperation. Tears of frustration were stinging in her eyes and blurred her view. Her eyebrows were scrunched together, her fingernails boring into his muscular biceps, as his elbows propped up the bulky man above her. Slightly shaking from exhaustion, her legs were bent at both of his sides.
The corporal only grinned, swiping some damp hair off of her forehead, while trying to memorize every little detail of her face, expressions and reactions. How her wet lashes fluttered, how her nose crinkled or how she huffed out in annoyance, when she didn’t get what she wanted. Lyle wanted to see everything.
“Please what?”
“Move!” A whine ripped from her throat and she subconsciously clawed into his arms harder, the heels of her feet digging into his sides. “Please.”
Despite her sweet way of asking, he didn’t. He stayed still inside of her, not moving an inch.
He knew he was being mean. However, giving in wasn’t an option either.
Maybe it was the intimacy or just the fact he liked filling her up, but whatever it was, he loved it. He loved to force his way into her, bottom out and stay completely still. The way he felt every little twitch of her walls around him and heard every little whimper and moan coming from her lips.
The pathetic attempts of fucking herself on his dick were not very successful in this position, making her grow even more frustrated. She arched her back with an unsatisfied groan.
Lyle chuckled.
“What happened to your patience, buttercup?” He kissed the kitten-like tip of her nose, making her moan with closed lips.
Wanting to take a look at her greedy pussy, he lifted himself off of her – to her displeasure. She mewled and pulled her brows together, as cold air suddenly hit her sweaty body. She gazed up at him with big eyes, her ears were pointing downwards in submission.
“Aw, c’mon, pretty girl”, he cooed mockingly. “Wanna look at ya.”
Lyle was now holding himself up with one hand and reached down with the other one to let it rest just above her pubic bone.
He briefly licked his lips.
Her slick hole had swallowed every inch of him, so that his pelvis area was pressed against her. Seeing the stretch of her pussy around his base made his dick twitch inside of her and his mind go blank.
He couldn’t help but groan out at the sight. In a way, it made him proud.
“Goddamn it, baby. You’re so perfect.”
His praise paired with the intense stare made her nervous and she clenched down with a soft moan, making him snap out of his trance.
Hungry eyes shot back up to her face, before the recom leaned down again and propped himself up on his forearms next to her head. With their faces now only inches apart, he tilted his head.
“Stop squirmin’,” he said and swiped his thumb across her cheek. “Wanna stay like this.”
With a huff, she tried to stop herself from wriggling and writhing around under his large body. It wasn’t as easy as he made it out to be, though.
On top of all the different sensations she was already feeling, he leaned down even further and started to kiss, suck and scrape along the thin skin of her neck.
The girl threw her head back in overwhelming pleasure.
Her senses were flooded by him. The way his hand was tangled in her hair, his mouth was teasing her sensitive neck and his dick was stretching her tight walls were just too much.
Nevertheless, she wanted more. She needed more.
But as much as her impatience flattered him, it was irritating. He pulled away from her neck to look into her eyes.
“You want me to stop?”, he growled, almost making it sound like a threat. It sure as hell sounded like one to her.
“No!”, she protested, followed by a whine. Her grip turned even tighter, like a physical way of telling him not to stop. To stay with her.
He almost felt bad, when he watched one tear escape her heavy-lidded eyes and slide down her temple. Almost.
“Then behave and be patient.”
her pov:
ARE YOU KIDDING ME I SQUEALED SO HARD
i feel honored you drew smth for my fic 😭🫶🏻🫶🏻
kinkmas — cockwarming
recom!lyle wainfleet x fem!na'vi/recom
warnings: SMUT, piv, teasing/edging, dirty talk
0.7k words
kinkmas masterlist
“Please– Lyle, please!”, she begged him once again, her voice filled with desperation. Tears of frustration were stinging in her eyes and blurred her view. Her eyebrows were scrunched together, her fingernails boring into his muscular biceps, as his elbows propped up the bulky man above her. Slightly shaking from exhaustion, her legs were bent at both of his sides.
The corporal only grinned, swiping some damp hair off of her forehead, while trying to memorize every little detail of her face, expressions and reactions. How her wet lashes fluttered, how her nose crinkled or how she huffed out in annoyance, when she didn’t get what she wanted. Lyle wanted to see everything.
“Please what?”
“Move!” A whine ripped from her throat and she subconsciously clawed into his arms harder, the heels of her feet digging into his sides. “Please.”
Despite her sweet way of asking, he didn’t. He stayed still inside of her, not moving an inch.
He knew he was being mean. However, giving in wasn’t an option either.
Maybe it was the intimacy or just the fact he liked filling her up, but whatever it was, he loved it. He loved to force his way into her, bottom out and stay completely still. The way he felt every little twitch of her walls around him and heard every little whimper and moan coming from her lips.
The pathetic attempts of fucking herself on his dick were not very successful in this position, making her grow even more frustrated. She arched her back with an unsatisfied groan.
Lyle chuckled.
“What happened to your patience, buttercup?” He kissed the kitten-like tip of her nose, making her moan with closed lips.
Wanting to take a look at her greedy pussy, he lifted himself off of her – to her displeasure. She mewled and pulled her brows together, as cold air suddenly hit her sweaty body. She gazed up at him with big eyes, her ears were pointing downwards in submission.
“Aw, c’mon, pretty girl”, he cooed mockingly. “Wanna look at ya.”
Lyle was now holding himself up with one hand and reached down with the other one to let it rest just above her pubic bone.
He briefly licked his lips.
Her slick hole had swallowed every inch of him, so that his pelvis area was pressed against her. Seeing the stretch of her pussy around his base made his dick twitch inside of her and his mind go blank.
He couldn’t help but groan out at the sight. In a way, it made him proud.
“Goddamn it, baby. You’re so perfect.”
His praise paired with the intense stare made her nervous and she clenched down with a soft moan, making him snap out of his trance.
Hungry eyes shot back up to her face, before the recom leaned down again and propped himself up on his forearms next to her head. With their faces now only inches apart, he tilted his head.
“Stop squirmin’,” he said and swiped his thumb across her cheek. “Wanna stay like this.”
With a huff, she tried to stop herself from wriggling and writhing around under his large body. It wasn’t as easy as he made it out to be, though.
On top of all the different sensations she was already feeling, he leaned down even further and started to kiss, suck and scrape along the thin skin of her neck.
The girl threw her head back in overwhelming pleasure.
Her senses were flooded by him. The way his hand was tangled in her hair, his mouth was teasing her sensitive neck and his dick was stretching her tight walls was just too much.
Nevertheless, she wanted more. She needed more.
But as much as her impatience flattered him, it was irritating. He pulled away from her neck to look into her eyes.
“You want me to stop?”, he growled, almost making it sound like a threat. It sure as hell sounded like one to her.
“No!”, she protested, followed by a whine. Her grip turned even tighter, like a physical way of telling him not to stop. To stay with her.
He almost felt bad, when he watched one tear escape her heavy-lidded eyes and slide down her temple. Almost.
“Then behave and be patient.”
her pov:
lyle wainfleet more like... light of my life
What a beautiful cat!
YESSSS
Once again procrastinating school work by drawing him
still not over this scene. like. that should’ve been me
smut drabble. you’re injured and he wants to take it slower than you do. fem!reader. kinda angsty
a/n: this can be whoever you want it to
“Why are you being so gentle with me?”,
you asked. Frustration was clear in your voice, making it sound like a complaint.
For what felt like an eternity, he had only teased you with his fingers, without letting you release the built-up tension. He was soft. Nice. Too slow.
You didn’t want that. You needed him – rough and fast.
Your whining seemed to frustrate him now too and he stopped the featherlight circling of your clit he was providing for far too long now.
You mewled and bucked your hips upwards, chasing his touch.
He shot you an annoyed glance. “Can you hold still?”, he pressed out through clenched teeth.
What you didn’t realize due to your greedy eagerness, was how he struggled as well. He wanted nothing more than to ram into you and relentlessly fuck your tight walls, letting himself be squeezed until he came.
But he had to remind himself, you were still injured. Your bratty behavior made it really hard to be patient, though.
You closed your eyes, still wriggling in front of him. The absence of his touch was even worse than his edging. “Please. I can’t–”
“For fuck’s sake, be patient!”
You finally stilled and looked up with wide eyes. He ran one of his hands over his face.
“I don’t wanna hurt you.” His voice was still gruff, but quieter than before. A deep silence settled between you two, only interrupted by your heavy breathing.
“You won’t.”
He didn’t want to argue, not now. Not after what happened. Slowly leaning down, his lips softly met your forehead, making you close your eyes for a few moments.
While your hands found his biceps, his hand wrapped around his length. A small gasp escaped you, as the head slid between your pussy lips and nudged against your clit.
“Please”, you whispered again. This time, he obliged.
lyle just couldn’t take his eyes off the colonel. typical
Decided to do a full body quick study of the recoms from the visual dictionary
Also tell me why there’s all standing like mom I frew up but Lyle isn’t even facing the right way lmao
We need to see more shirtless Lyle :'(
And he got such a beautiful stripes on his back!
I LOVE THESE WTF. the coloring >>>
Mansk with sunglasses; I had to improvise Mansk's tattoo because I could not find any png to use it. UnU
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I'll leave this here, it's been a long time since I last published a drawing, but many things happened, basically my computer broke down due to a flood and it took me a long time to stabilize my home and replace material things. These drawings are not recent, they were supposed to be part of several drawings of the recoms having physical conditioning or practicing some sport (an excuse to draw them in shorts or sport clothes). I don't like to share sketches or incomplete things so for now I will only publish these three. My mood and style have changed a bit so now I will try to draw other kind of situations and maybe more characters from the franchise. BYEEE
(Sorry if my English is bad, I had to use a translator to help me.)
