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To Ask So Casually - Miles Quaritch x Female! Reader
word count: 1284
Pairing: Recom! Na'vi Colonel Miles Quaritch x Female! Recom! Na'vi Reader Tags/Warnings: R18 - minors DNI!, fluff, smut, mutual lewd touching, bonding, pure filth little plot
Author's Notes: Based on the prompt - "how would the recoms react to their fem recom s/o wanting them to ✨️casually✨️ rub their clit that leads to maybe some mutual touching/masturbation 👀"
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“Can you come over here and rub my clit while I read?”
The question comes off so casually, he has to do a double take.
You’re on the bed, dressed only in a singlet and underwear, propped up on the pillows as you continue reading the book in hand, eyes never leaving the pages.
Miles had just emerged from the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel around the waist. He had been rummaging through his clothes for a top to wear when you had posed the question so nonchalantly.
“You wanna run that by me again?” He asks with an eyebrow raise and a smirk, arms crossed. His tail flicks up at the prospect of excitement.
“You heard me.” He admires your ability to be so straight faced, but the slight twitch to your mouth does not go unnoticed, nor the flick of your tail too.
“Just wanna make sure I heard ya right is all.”
You lift your eyes up to meet his head on, half lidded and beckoning. You teasingly lick the tip of your finger to turn a page, eye-contact unbreaking.
“Well? I’m waiting…”
His smirk widens as he leisurely makes his way to his side of the bed.
“Don’t have to ask me twice.”
You feel the dip in the bed as he slots himself into your side, trapping your left arm between you two. He nestles his head into your neck as he looks at the book held in your right hand.
“Whatcha readin’?”
“A romance novel. It’s getting rather steamy.” You turn the book toward him slightly.
“That right? Why don’t you read it out loud for me.”
“Alright…”
Miles places a hand to your chest, resting over a mound. The warmth of his palm seeps through the thinness of your top. You lick your lips.
“His touch burnt her in a way most delicious. Hands dragged along the smoothness of her skin. He pinched and squeezed, pulling moans from her depths…”
Quaritch hums into your ear, his hand gripping your breast as he massages the supple flesh. He drags a finger slowly to trace your areola in a lazy circle. You inhale sharply when he switches to his thumb, slowly rubbing over your nipple till it poked through the fabric.
“H-he held her firmly in each hand, massaging her to attention; deft long fingers pinching, sending flits of fire down her spine…”
Quaritch pulls, stretching the fabric down till it sat snug under your breast, exposing you to the chilled air. Wet warmth envelops your perked bud as he takes you into his mouth. You let out a muffled whine when he gives your nipple a hard suck, tongue lapping at you in-between each slurp.
His hand presses firmly into your flesh as he makes a slow trail down your abdomen toward the apex of your legs.
He pops you out of his mouth, pressing a wet kiss to the side of your exposed bosom.
“Go on sweetheart, I’m aaaaall ears…”
You try hard to concentrate on the words, but his mouth is once again on you, devouring your flesh with practiced ease, feeding the flame burning in your loins. You casually throw one leg over his, the other bent at the knee.
“His-his mouth left burning kisses down the plains of her flesh. Lower did he travel, su-sucking her skin harshly, leaving a trail of p-purple flo-flowers. Till f-finally, he came upon her--!”
His hand cups your sex, fingers pressing firmly to your folds. The suddenness interrupts your dictation, and you let out a content sigh turned moan. Slowly does he glide his fingers over your clothed heat, wetness slowly seeping through the mailable fabric.
He moves to press his face into your neck, hot breath tickling your skin.
“Don’t get distracted now darlin’, it’s just getting good too.”
He scrapes his fangs along your skin, tracing the path with his tongue.
He slips his hand down the front of your panties, causing you to suck in a sudden breath.
And when his finger finally finds your aching clit, you hum with desire, biting your lip to stifle a moan. He spreads your wettened lips, using his middle finger to rub languid shapes upon your bud.
“F-fuck—Miles—!”
“Ssshhh baby. Continue readin’ for me.” He commands.
But you can’t. When you look upon the words, they seem hieroglyphic, illegible. You’re stuttering worsens as you desperately try to speak.
Your head falls back onto your pillow when you feel one finger press into you. Eyes screwed shut, your mouth falls open in ecstasy, pitch perfect moans spilling from your lips.
He gathers your slick on his finger, spreading it along your folds, it makes it easier to glide his finger over your throbbing clit.
You feel his hot throbbing cock press into your thigh as he starts slowly humping you; his towel having since fallen to the wayside.
“Hmmm—Miles!” You moan his name breathlessly, the heated coil tightening in your loins.
“Aww, you done reading for me?”
“Fuck the damn book.” You toss said book somewhere unseen, focusing attention instead on your burgeoning pleasure.
You feel Quaritch smirk against your skin. He gives you a soft bite, playfully nipping at your neck.
“You always did have such a way with words.”
Fed up with his teasing, you reach for him, grabbing his dick in your left hand. He growls from somewhere deep in the back of this throat. The sound excites you all the more.
You turn your head and catch his lips in a bruising kiss. Teeth and tongue, your kiss is a slobbered mess of unbridled passion.
You grab your queue with your free hand, moving it over your body. You break away from the kiss.
“Miles—”
“I got you.”
You whine when his hand leaves your needy heat, but bite your lip as you quiver with anticipation, watching him grab his own queue. You lick your lips as the purple tendrils entwine. Your pupils dilate as a new found, yet familiar euphoria engulfs you and him.
You return your hand to his cock, squeezing tight as you pump your hand along the length. He starts fucking into your hand, in time with your movements.
Encouraged by the sweet sound passionate mewls of fervour, his fingers quicken in their caressing upon your clit. He inserts two fingers into your pussy; your gummy walls sucking in the digits greedily. His thumb rubs your clit as his fingers massage the spongy flesh of your inner walls. His speed and swiftness, coupled with the delectable filth whispered into your ear pushes you off the proverbial cliff.
Your orgasm sets your body alight after such an appetizing build up. The hand on his cock squeezing that much tighter as you writhe in ecstasy.
“Fffuuuuckk yeeesss!” Quaritch moans as he fucks himself to completion, cumming against your thigh. You give him a few lazy pumps, smiling when you feel his body judder from over stimulation.
Once the pleasure subsides to a dull throb, you turn on your side, throwing an arm around Miles’ mid as you snuggle yourself flush against his front. You throw a leg over him for good measure. His arm goes around you, pulling you even closer, mindful of the bond.
He places a kiss to your temple, eliciting a small giggle from you.
It is then you feel his cock, once again hard and at attention, rubbing against you still sensitive folds.
You head snaps up to look at him, eyes widened.
He looks down at you, a sideways smirk on his lips.
“What, you didn’t think were done, did you?”
You lick your teeth, eyeing him back with heady need.
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