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The bulge of the dream-walker's biceps, looking even larger due to the tight armband he wore, made Neytiri bite her lip as she gazed at him from across the fire. Her focused eyes hungrily danced along the hard lines of his growing muscles. 

From his shoulders to his feet, he was becoming larger— more built than the average Na'vi. And she only had herself to thank. She would purposely feed him more than he needed and pushed him more with his training than she ever did with any of the others she trained. 

At first, she'd just wanted to break him— to make him give up and go back to his planet. To stop wearing her people's skin like he and the rest of them were entitled to it. But then, she'd grown to like him and his stupid jokes. His silly awkwardness. His infuriating smile and fierce determination. 

His strength. 

Jake Sully was dangerous and he was impulsive and idiotic, and he was everything her parents did not want for her, but he was so, so... perfect. Handsome. He was kind and caring in a way she did not expect from sky people who only ever took and took from her. 

His hands, so large and powerful, would brush against her with great gentleness. She'd seen those same long, thick fingers rip open even the toughest of shell fruit without struggle. But when he needed to slip past her or grab onto her during one of their lessons, it was like his rough skin was a warm breeze along her own.

Her belly fluttered every time he looked at her with those piercing eyes and the need to hide her face shyly or hiss at him bashfully was always so overwhelming. 

The only other person to make her feel like that was—

"You do a poor job of hiding your attraction to him, Neytiri," Tsu'tey grumbled as he walked over, dropping to sit next to her with his own leaf. 

Neytiri quickly looked away from the dream-walker, shooting an embarrassed glare at her betrothed. She snatched a handful of lionberry seeds from his leaf just to spite him, shoving them in her mouth with a pout. To her infuriation, he just chuckled and slid his share closer to her. 

Hmph. 

"I will eat it all," she warned, narrowing her eyes at him.

"I do not doubt that. You eat a lot," Tsu'tey said humorously, nodding.  

She shoved his shoulder in retaliation even though a smile was on her lips. "What a rude thing to say to your woman," she sassed. 

Tsu'tey tilted his head as he assessed her, a knowing, teasing smirk playing at his features. "Ah, you are still my woman? I thought you had run away to the Demon, abandoning your poor betrothed."

Neytiri's cheeks flushed as she turned her attention to the food before her, curtains of hair hiding her face. How obvious was she being for him to have noticed? She prayed nobody else did. It was humiliating enough for her without anyone else knowing. Falling for a sky person went against everything she was and was raised to be; it went against her people and the Great Mother as a whole. 

Her feelings were shameful.

She bit her suddenly wobbling lip.

A warm hand cupped her cheek, tilting her head up. Tsu'tey's soft gaze met hers, almost instantly relieving the ache in her chest. 

"You know I do not judge you, my love," he murmured, rubbing his thumb under her eye. 

Neytiri curled into his touch, ears twitching as she stared up at him. Since childhood, he'd always known just what to say to her to make her feel better. It was like he had a separate sense for her emotions and thoughts, knowing her more than she knew herself sometimes. Protective and attentive, he'd stood solidly by her side for longer than she could remember. 

Neytiri swallowed thickly, closing her eyes. 

"Besides," Tsu'tey continued around a mumble. The sudden timidness in his usually self-assured voice made her blink her eyes open curiously. "I suppose I see the appeal..."

Neytiri didn't think she could stop herself from gasping even if she wanted to.

She immediately burst into giggles, pulling back and beaming at him. She grabbed his hands to hold them close to her chest. "Do you truly, Ma Tsu'tey?"

Tsu'tey rolled his eyes, cheeks tinging purple as his ears pinned to the sides of his head. That was his embarrassed expression and oh Eywa, did she love it. She giggled again, leaning in close. "I thought you said he was ugly. I should've known you were lying!"

"I was not,"Tsu'tey retorted, glancing away despite his hands being trapped in hers. "He is ugly. What an unsettling face he has. Damn vrrtep."

Neytiri hummed, pretending to think. "So you see the appeal but you also believe he is ugly? Oh, that makes much sense, beloved."

Tsu'tey glared at her and she was so happy that this was the way the night was turning out. Now, she was teasing him about his attraction to Jake. Eywa truly blessed her today. 

She knew Jake was attractive for a dream-walker. Grace was beautiful in spirit and Neytiri loved her like a mother, but she was often uncomfortable to look at because she looked too much like a human. She had a similar problem with Norm. But Jake was different and she was aware that most of her people saw his rugged beauty as well. 

He looked more like a Na'vi than a human despite his strange hands and the hair above his eyes. The mix made him attractive in an almost unobtainable way. More times than she'd like, Neytiri had overheard other Na'vi her age whisper about how handsome and brave he was. They gossiped about his extra fingers and his strong accent— about the way he lopsidedly smiled and how they wanted to touch the hair on his face. 

Many of the people physically desired him. Many were curious about what it would feel like to lay with a dream-walker; something that had never been done before.

Neytiri had run away when she'd heard that one, tail tucked between her legs and a flustered flush on her cheeks. Laying with Jake... She hadn't even laid with Tsu'tey yet! 

...She wondered if it would truly feel different.

"Thinking dirty thoughts during a meal, ma 'tiri?" Tsu'tey muttered lowly, smirking as he squeezed her hands. "About your future mate or a certain dream-walker?"

Neytiri shushed him by clapping her hands over his mouth, face burning. He grunted, almost falling flat on his back. A few curious heads turned their way so she removed her hands quickly. 

Damn her mind. Tsu'tey was supposed to be the embarrassed one. 

"You did not answer my question," her betrothed teased. 

"You did not answer mine!" she shot back.

Tsu'tey glanced around, clearly not wanting to be overheard. "Alright, fine. I think the demon is... okay..."

Neytiri giggled. "'Okay'?" she repeated. 

Tsu'tey rolled his eyes again, sighing. "He is... handsome."

She nodded instantly, too excited to be embarrassed by her eagerness. "And he is so strong! Do you remember how he wrapped his legs around his ikran's beak to wrestle it into submission? I truly have never seen such a thing! And his voice was so demanding but then he spoke so softly to him once they had completed their bond— He is amazing, ma Tsu'tey!"

Her ramble knew no ends as she continued to pour out words of praise and admiration for the dream-walker. A happy flush stayed warm on her cheeks as she told Tsu'tey everything, sitting back on her ankles. Her gaze was soft and bright, eyes shining. 

All Tsu'tey could do was watch her with a burning love for her pumping his beating heart. He and Neytiri had been promised to each other in an arrangement years ago, but they had fallen in love all on their own regardless. He'd loved her for as long as he could remember. They were going to be mated in the future. He would be Olo'eyktan and she would lead by his side as Tsahik. 

Jake Sully had no place in their lives. 

But seeing the utter devotion in her big, sweet eyes for a foreign man they were both only still getting to know, he knew the Great Mother had a different plan for them. 

A different plan for him.

He snuck a glance at the dream-walker sat across the fire, surrounded by other warriors. His heart skipped a beat when he realized the man was already watching him. Watching them. 

His eyes, so human yet holding none of the cruelty shared by humans, pinned him down with a half-lidded gaze. His hands, large like Neytiri gushed, were clenched into fists. Back hunched and head lowered, he stared at them like he wanted to—

Oh, Great Mother.

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"Would you like to have a competition?" Neytiri asked with a smile, rocking on the balls of her feet as she looked up at him. 

"Always," Tsu'tey responded easily. 

They were very competitive, to the unfortunate annoyance of their families. Well, Tsu'tey's parents were always annoyed, but Neytiri's parents thought they should be more... coordinated in front of the rest of the clan. They believed it did not send a good message to the people for their future leaders to behave so immaturely, making a game out of everything. 

They tried their best— they really did— but they couldn't exactly dim their fighting spirits with a snap of their fingers. Especially not Neytiri. The damn brat had to make everything a scene. Tsu'tey was pretty sure she was born with an enormous, defiant attitude. 

Neytiri pulled the blade he was sharpening out of his hands and placed it down so that he would give her his full, undivided attention. He sighed, rolling his shoulders back. 

"What is it, my love? Should you not be training the demon right now?" Tsu'tey inquired, angling his head to see if he could catch sight of the dream-walker. 

"He is speaking with Grace in his human body so he will not be available until later," Neytiri explained.

Tsu'tey wrinkled his nose. Demons in false bodies. It was too unnatural. Sometimes, he couldn't believe how normal his beloved was about all this. After the school shooting and Sylwanin's death, he and Neytiri's bond had grown stronger because of their shared hatred for the sky people and the dream-walkers. 

For Grace. It pained him to harbour disdain in his heart for his former teacher but he could no longer look at her without feeling cold bitterness. 

It seemed that meeting Jake was slowly healing that part of Neytiri that was still broken within Tsu'tey. 

"I was thinking about how you also desire Jake."

Tsu'tey almost choked on his spit at her absurd wording. "Eywa, what are you saying, Neytiri? Desire?"

Neytiri's lips curled all too happily. "I have seen Jake look at you, ma Tsu'tey. He sees how beautiful you are."

He felt his cheeks warm as she rose on her toes to nuzzle the underside of his jaw, words spoken softly into his skin. Her pretty eyes gazed up at him from underneath her long lashes. "The men on his planet must not compare."

Tsu'tey cleared his throat, avoiding her gaze bashfully. Neytiri tended to be quite shy when it came down to such... matters..., but when she was bold, she was bold. It was agonizing every time. Such a gorgeous woman should not hold a power like this over him. 

"I do not know what you speak of," he mutters, sliding his hands up to grasp her lithe waist. 

And truly, he didn't. Jake Sully looking at him like he found him beautiful? Please. Tsu'tey could not stand that demon. He hoped the only emotion that man looked at him with was fear. 

Neytiri giggled, looping her arms around his neck. His nearby warriors, the younger ones obviously, whooped at them as they trained, laughing loudly. The stern matching glares she and Tsu'tey sent them were enough to make them immediately return to their duties. 

"Anyways, I know what I see," Neytiri hummed, resting her cheek on his shoulder. 

"Do you now?" Tsu'tey mumbled, unamused. 

"Yes," she huffed, pouting. He couldn't resist lifting a hand to pinch her bottom lip. Always pouting, this one. 

She bristled like a baby palulukan, shoving his hand away. "Ma Tsu'tey, listen!" 

Tsu'tey chuckled but relented. "Okay. Speak, my love."

Neytiri stepped back, crossing her arms over her chest with a scheming smile. That never meant anything good. 

The Great Mother's warm light beamed down on them, brightening his betrothed's skin so kindly. 

"I think maybe he desires us too," Neytiri said, albeit self-consciously. She promptly ignored his protest at the use of that word again. 

Tsu'tey sighed, crouching to pick up his discarded knife. "I know he desires you. Everyone sees it. He is like a baby, trailing after you with stars in his eyes. You can do anything and he will be watching mere feet away like a predator preparing to hunt its prey."

"I am not prey!" 

"That is what you got from my words?"

Neytiri waved her hands sassily, flicking her hair behind her shoulders. "Anyways. We should see if he truly does like us. He will not act on his desires unless we do something first so I have created the perfect plan."

Tsu'tey eyed her wearily, pursing his lips. He joked dryly, "A lesser man would be offended that his woman is this enamoured by another man."

His betrothed rolled her eyes, dropping to a crouch in front of him. "Oh, shush, ma Tsu'tey. You like him too! I am doing this for the both of us."

"Sure," he smirked, but he knew she was telling the truth. Neytiri was not a selfish woman. She was naive, yes (worryingly so when it came to this human), but she would never purposely hurt him. She was also unbearably good at reading him so it was possible that she was somehow seeing something he was not yet realizing.

Which was... concerning. 

Jake Sully might be handsome and tall, and funny and strong and—

Eywa. 

"Do you want to hear my plan?" she asked excitedly, tail wagging behind her.

If she asked this cutely, how was he meant to say no? 

"Okay, so," she began, shifting closer until she was almost sitting in his lap. This woman and her damning need to physically be melted into his skin. Na'vi were physically affectionate but his family rarely had been, so she was definitely a lot to get used to. 

"We should both seduce him and see who gets him to break first!"

This time, Tsu'tey really did choke on his spit. 

"Ma Tsu'tey, you are not listening," Neytiri pouted grumpily, not even bothering to check if he was alright while he actively struggled to breathe in front of her. 

"Seduce him?!" he repeated loudly after gathering himself. He ducked his head when numerous heads turned their way. 

"Yes! Maybe he is not making a move because he thinks we do not return his feelings. If we show him we are interested, he will understand," she explained, as if this all made perfect sense and he was the one being strange.

Tsu'tey held out his hands, cutting her off. "We do not even know if it is normal for humans to be mated to more than one person. He might find the idea strange."

Neytiri blinked up at him, eyes wide and cheeks suddenly flushed. "M-Mated?"

Tsahey.

He stared back at her silently with a matching flustered expression, lips parted and quivering soundlessly. His ears burned from the idiotic slip of his tongue. Mated. As in mated for life. As in romantically and not just physically. 

"You want him romantically?" Neytiri asked quietly. 

The 'too' was unsaid but very clearly heard. Even if she was not yet aware of it, Tsu'tey knew she wanted the dream-walker because she was falling in love with him and not just because he was attractive and she wanted to lay with him. 

"No!" Tsu'tey yelled, voice cracking humiliatingly. "I— I did not mean... that. I meant... Well, you know..."

Neytiri ducked her head, nodding. Her tail thumped behind her. "Right..."

Tsu'tey cleared his throat, palms sweating. "So you... you want us to only lay with him?"

He felt bad doing this to his sweet girl, planting words in her mouth. She so obviously wanted more. Wanted the dream-walker like she wanted Tsu'tey— as a mate. As someone to possibly love and cherish until death. It was easy to guess that the only reason she proposed this plan was because she wanted to be close to Jake in at least some way and thought this was better than pursuing him romantically. 

Every single one of their clan members would disapprove of such a relationship. Especially when she was to be Tsahik and he Olo'eyktan.

But to be with the human physically? It would not be seen as much of a problem. Nobody would even have to know. 

If it was possible, his betrothed blushed deeper. She kept her eyes avoided. 

"Let's do it," Tsu'tey blurted out before he could stop himself. Eywa, what was he doing? "Let's... seduce him into laying with us. That is all, right? I mean, it is just physical."

He was digging himself a hole but if it meant he could make his beloved feel better about her... complications... towards the dream-walker, then he would bury himself in that hole too. This was not about his desire for the human— his nonexistent desire. 

He would learn to tolerate that man for his woman.

Besides, it truly was not that big of a deal for him. Laying with the dream-walker meant nothing but pleasure. There were no... romantic feelings involved on his part and Neytiri would still be his betrothed at the end of the day. 

Jake Sully would not impede on their relationship because what they'd have with him would purely be physical. He would spare Neytiri the heartbreak. He had to. In fact, they would use the demon for their own pleasure and then forget all about him. 

Because they obviously knew all about sex... 

Them... Neytiri and Tsu'tey... Two people who had never laid with anyone before, not even each other yet.

Great Mother, save him. What did he just do?

"Right," Neytiri agreed weakly, raising her gaze to look at him. "We— Laying with him will help us prepare for our first time. Plus, he is older than us so he must know more about... He— He will be able to help us! That is why we will seduce him."

The rationalizing had taken a strange turn and Tsu'tey was pretty sure they were no longer making any sense.

But it was too late now. 

(It was not. They could easily just back out. Why were they not backing out?)

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Jake had always been somewhat of a ladies' man back on Earth, even after losing the ability to walk. Honestly, becoming paralyzed below the waist made him more popular with the ladies because it forced him to become exceptionally skilled with his fingers and mouth. Adaptation and whatnot.

He wouldn't say it was in his blood to be a ladies' man, considering his twin brother's utter lack of play back when he was alive, but it definitely came naturally to him.

He'd been with all sorts of women across his life time and he was a charmer— a real smooth talker. It wasn't in him to get embarrassed or flustered around the beautiful women he pursued because he was an overall confident, self-assured dude who was aware of what he looked like. He knew just the right words to murmur to make a woman blush and tuck her hair behind her ear— knew where to brush the pads of his fingers to tease what was yet to come. 

He was quite knowledgable on the topic of giving pleasure, so to reiterate, Jake Sully was great with the ladies. 

He was great with the ladies so why the fuck was he stupidly gaping at the most beautiful woman to ever exist like he was a pimple-faced, snot-nosed middle schooler who'd just learned about his dick?

"Jake, did you hear me? Are you okay?" Neytiri's sweet voice blessed his ears as she stared at him with deep concern.

...Stared at him with those infuriatingly mesmerizing doe eyes and her breasts mere inches away from his damn face. 

Fuck. 

"Uh—" he stammered like an idiot, doing everything in his power to keep his eyes focused on her gaze and not the soft curve of her small breasts, radiating warmth on his skin. 

They'd been scaling trees and fine-tuning his (poor) ability to run across branches when he'd suddenly slipped on a patch of wet moss, falling from almost twenty feet. He hadn't expected Neytiri to jump after him to help stabilize him mid-air considering her obvious contempt for him. Since she'd begun teaching him, not a shred of patience could be found within her for him.

If anything, him slipping and falling so stupidly should've been something she glowered at him for with her hands on her hips while he lay crumpled on the ground. 

But trying to save him even though Na'vi had virtually indestructible bones, meaning he would've been perfectly fine had he fallen alone? 

That was new. 

They'd landed awkwardly but she did help cushion the fall somewhat by making him land in a less painful position. Unfortunately, that meant she was currently straddling his hips— her beaded braids curtaining their close faces. 

"I— You— I mean, I'm okay," he stuttered out, ears burning.

She blinked curiously at his failure to produce proper sentences, head tilted. This woman had no idea how cute she was and how badly everything she did made Jake want to worship the ground she blessed with her feet. 

God, who was he becoming?

But to his great relief, Neytiri eventually hopped off of him with that familiar peeved expression crossing her delicate features. She stood over him with her hands on her hips, peering down at him like he was the most incompetent, useless piece of shit she'd ever had the displeasure of coming across. 

And... she's back. 

"Even children can spot and expertly avoid moss," she scolded. "You are hopeless."

Jake pushed himself to his feet shakily. He still felt like he was in his human body sometimes and a fall like that definitely would've killed that version of him. He wondered if Grace and Norm were currently reading his vitals. He might've given them a scare if everything suddenly momentarily spiked. 

"Listen, it spawned out of nowhere," he defended himself. 

Neytiri narrowed her eyes at him, lips pursed. "You are making excuses."

Jake grinned at her sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. Training to become one of the Omatikaya was as strenuous and challenging as his military training had been. Sometimes it was harder, especially when he used the bow and arrow or when Neytiri would make him scale up and down one of the floating mountains for hours. 

Bonding with an ikran was definitely the hardest. It'd been nothing like learning to fly an aircraft. Though it was absolutely more rewarding. 

Bob was great. His sweet little boy who always tried to bite his face off. Affectionately, of course.

"So careless," Neytiri huffed, stepping forward and reaching her hand out.

Jake froze when her calloused fingers brushed against his chest to swipe the lingering dirt off. 

His heart instantly began to pound, lungs simultaneously constricting painfully. What the hell was happening to him? It wasn't like this was her first time laying her hands on him to correct a position or steady him.

A touch as innocent as this was enough to make his blood rush down to his dick like he was some kind of virgin? She was touching his chest and it wasn't because she was flirting with him or being seductive, but because he had mud all over him like a todd—

"You have made such a mess," Neytiri murmured, voice breathy and whiny. 

Jake almost dropped to his knees. 

She rose her gaze just barely, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes and long lashes. Her plush lips were parted and wet, revealing a sliver of her teeth. There was a rosy blush on her cheeks, ears drooped like a kitty. 

It was the most perfect, insatiable sight he'd ever seen and it immediately imprinted into his mind like a steaming clothes iron searing his skin. 

He swallowed thickly, hands useless at his sides. "Huh?"

Neytiri lowered her eyes and Jake thought he was finally safe, but then she softly sunk her teeth into her bottom lip. And then splayed her fingers across his chest, slowly lowering them down to his abdomen. 

"Let me clean you up." 

Her eyes found his again, big and wide, pupils dilated. Her kitten pink tongue poked out to lick her lips. 

His cock almost immediately twitched in his loincloth.

What the fuck.

Barely a week passed after that unreal experience before something even weirder happened. 

This time with Neytiri's arranged mate— aka, a man he was pretty sure hated his guts. 

Jake had still been reeling from what went down with Neytiri because she'd never come onto him like that before. And he was almost ninety nine percent sure that that was her coming onto him. Everything she did and said was like a porn addict's dream scenario. Where the hell did she learn all that?

This whole time, he thought she was an innocent princess, somewhat sheltered and spoiled. When she first taught him to use the bow, she'd gotten flustered and angry when all he did was look at her. It was adorable. 

She'd clearly never been in a romantic or sexual relationship outside of her arrangement with Tsu'tey, who was definitely way too uptight and proper to do anything with her before they mated. Which meant he was also probably a virgin. 

So where were these two learning how to make him lose his damn mind? Were they doing it on purpose? And if they were meant to be future mates, why were they both targeting him? 

He knew it wasn't because they didn't love each other. He had eyes and as much as it pained him to admit, they were obviously in love. Neytiri would never be his because she belonged to Tsu'tey.

And he obviously didn't want Tsu'tey too. Obviously. 

Probably. 

Damnit, what did he do to deserve this torture?

"There will be a hunting party departing tonight. Join us, uniltìrantokx," Tsu'tey proposed gruffly, staring at him with an annoyed expression like he was forcing himself to do this. 

"Oh." Jake blinked in surprise as he stepped out of the stream, hair wet. Thankfully, he was still wearing his loincloth so his dick wasn't just whipping around in the open air. "I'd be honoured to. Thank you."

Tsu'tey despised him so it was shocking that he was offering Jake a spot on his hunting team, but he wasn't complaining. It would be nice to get some more hands-on experience, especially with a group. He'd only hunted solo or with Neytiri so far. 

Jake shook the water out of his hair while his body dried fairly quickly under the blazing sun. He grinned lazily at the warrior standing a few feet away from him with his arms crossed. 

"Couldn't have waited until I finished my bath and made my way back to the communal space for you to tell me this?"

Tsu'tey rolled his eyes. Sassy, just like Neytiri. Jake felt a wave of fondness wash over him at that. "Do you think I have nothing better to do than wait for a stupid false-bodied demon to finish bathing? I am a busy man."

Jake smirked, inclining his head. "Fair enough."

When Tsu'tey continued to just stand there, Jake figured he was still waiting for him for some reason so he walked over to him. He rolled his shoulders and arms, sore from his lessons today. Neytiri really pushed him to his limit. 

"So what're we hunting?" he asked, patting Tsu'tey's back in a friendly manner when he reached him.

Bad move. He never realized how big his hand was compared to Tsu'tey's insanely tiny waist. Why the hell was it so small? Holy shit. Na'vi were generally on the thinner side but this was just...

He quickly pulled his hand away, flashing him a forced smile. 

Although for some reason, Tsu'tey looked constipated. His forehead was furrowed, lips pursed tightly and nose scrunched up.

"Everything alright?" Jake asked, genuinely concerned. 

He watched Tsu'tey take a deep breath, chest rising then falling heavily. 

"...Yes," the man bit out through gritted teeth, those cute double fangs flashing. Cute? Then, he stiffly lifted his arm and wrapped his fingers around Jake's bicep. 

Jake felt his brain short-circuit.  

"I am— I am glad that you are joining me tonight. You— It will be good to have someone like you on my team," Tsu'tey spoke awkwardly, eyes looking down at his feet while he openly groped Jake's arm. 

Once again, because Jake was a literal pubescent pre-teen, the blood rushed straight down to his cock. 

Tsu'tey could not have been less sexy if he tried and yet the sight before him was still doing something to him. And he'd had sex with men in the past so it definitely wasn't because this was all new to him. 

He knew the future Olo'eyktan was beautiful and he'd known that since the moment he jumped off his pa'li to scold Neytiri about bringing an Avatar to hometree. Tsu'tey was tall and slender with prominent cheekbones and a soft jaw. His eyes were big and golden, so expressive that they sucked him in every time he looked at him. 

He had pillowy lips that he wanted to... something...

And his hair, braided so neatly, fell down the graceful line of his back like the pretty, pretty boy he was. 

But this was an entirely new experience.

Oh, God. 

Tsu'tey lifted his eyes slowly and— Oh. Oh, no, no, no... Not again. Not again. Don't do this to me. Please don't please don't please don't—

Face scrunched up and cheeks breathtakingly flushed, Tsu'tey met his gaze with shining eyes. His hand, that was once so stiff against his skin, slowly caressed his bicep. Jake's head should not have experienced such a dizzying rush from the sight of Tsu'tey's fingertips being nowhere near close to touching. 

"A strong man like you is just what I need tonight." A whisper.

Jake couldn't stop the low groan that escaped his throat. 

His cock stiffened almost immediately. He swallowed, muscles pulled taut. 

And then Tsu'tey immediately pulled away with a flustered expression and wide eyes, face blushing purple, before storming off. 

"Do not make me regret bringing you, stupid demon!"

Yeah, Jake was fucked. 

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Neytiri and Tsu'tey were a two-person army and Jake was prepared to lift his arms in the air, stand out in the open, and take every damn arrow they had. 

He couldn't fucking take it anymore. Whatever his limit was, he'd reached it a while ago. Probably reached it the second Neytiri pushed her perky little tits in his face. He— Well, he wasn't exactly good at protecting his limits. Clearly. 

They were torturing him so much and he couldn't for the life of him understand why. They didn't do this to anyone else and he'd know, considering he'd been stalking them for a while now. It was solely him that they targeted with their vixen behaviour. 

And it was endless. 

After that incident with Tsu'tey (who completely ignored him during the hunt, by the way), Neytiri had been relentless during their lessons the next day. She brought him a fruit and asked him to crack it open for her because she hurt her fingers earlier in the day. Naturally, he helped her out and what did he get as thanks?

The prettiest woman to ever grace his eyes messily feasting on the fruit until its juices were dripping down her chin and over her chest. She made soft noises as she ate, eyes closed and brow bone furrowed.

When she'd finally pulled back, she'd licked her lips and blinked up at him innocently. 

And then asked him to wipe the juice off her chest because her hands were preoccupied. She'd poked her chest out, back arched as she stared up at him with a pleading expression. 

Jake almost leaned down and ran his tongue over her breasts to lick up the mess. He was that insane because she was being insane. What the hell happened to the girl who hissed at him like a maiden when he glanced at her by accident?

(She never left. She did that again two days ago.)

Next was the return of Tsu'tey. He played the same game as Neytiri, claiming that his hands were too full for him to climb onto his pa'li.

So what was his solution? To get Jake to lift him up by his waist and plop him down for him. 

Jake couldn't do anything but gape soundlessly when he heard that request and the nearby warriors definitely shared his thoughts. They were all in a state of shock that day. 

Cradling a basket of materials, Tsu'tey had snapped at him to hurry up and help instead of just staring at him like a fool. So Jake had to force himself (his dick) to calm down by taking a deep breath before stepping forward. And then he'd taken another step. And another step.

His hands had reached out, shaking, and planted themselves on that extremely narrow waist. 

All that just for him to almost crumble to his feet due to the sudden lack of blood in his brain when his fingers overlapped against Tsu'tey's waist. Seriously, he almost fell. He had to tighten his grip on that waist to steady himself— only to almost fall and pass out all over again because he'd just realized he'd gotten a squeeze. 

Another time, he and Neytiri were taking a break by a pond when she'd tripped on a rock and landed snugly in his lap. 

Her plump ass brushed against his clothed dick and he thought it was over for him right then and there. He had to steady her by gripping her small waist and it was like she and Tsu'tey blurred into one sadistic entity sent to ruin his life in that exact moment. 

She wasn't in his lap for long because the second she got her bearings, she let out the cutest little gasp and scrambled away with a flushed face and tucked ears. She ended up sitting almost ten feet away him, trembling thighs pressed firmly together and her eyes wet as she refused to meet his gaze. Her tail, cradled in her lap.

The perfect picture.

Jake had almost lost it. 

...Actually, now that he thought about it, that whole thing was probably entirely accidental. 

Oh God, that made it hotter. 

And just yesterday, Tsu'tey asked him to spar hand to hand. Jake agreed even though he was pretty confident he'd easily win because of his military training. And he was right. Tsu'tey was an exceptionally skilled fighter but he was only used to sparring with other Na'vi and it wasn't often hand-to-hand combat since the Omatikaya valued their bows. 

Jake had the advantage so he was able to eventually take him down after a respectable fight. 

But who really won? Because Jake was not given the chance to savour his victory when he had a man like Tsu'tey pinned underneath him and in a chokehold. 

The image of Tsu'tey desperately gripping his arm while Jake's bicep cut off his air supply was something his fourteen year old self would've loved to see as the thumbnail of a certain video on a certain website. 

His cheeks, flushed from both the lack of air and the strenuous activity, made Jake's own head spin. His fangs poking out as he panted, open-mouthed, and his eyes half-lidded as his twitching ears pinned back against the sides of his head— It was all too much. 

Neytiri and Tsu'tey were way too much. 

He was losing his damn mind. When he told Norm about the recent events, his friend just gave him a creeped out look like he was the one being the pervert. 

It all came to a head a week later. 

Jake had never been good with children but the Omatikayan kids absolutely adored him for some reason. They gathered around him, hopping up and down. It was funny to think that if he'd been here in his human body, they'd tower over him despite all of them being below the age of six. 

"Again, Jakey!" Eyo, the sweetest little boy to exist, outstretched his arms.

"Okay, okay," Jake laughed, scooping the child up. "Just one more time. Jakey's old man back is tired tonight."

The kids giggled at that, making his heart squeeze lovingly. 

He swung Eyo back and forth before gently tossing him into the air. The boy squealed happily, dropping back into Jake's arms with another giggle. 

As Jake set him down on the ground, a warrior approached him and the children ran off. They greeted each other, the traditional greeting coming naturally to him at this point. It felt good. 

"Jakesuli, Neytiri requested your help. She is behind hometree, near the river," they informed him politely. 

"Thanks," he said with a smile, patting their shoulder as he passed despite his stomach twisting anxiously at the news. 

He hadn't seen Neytiri in several hours but he also hadn't seen Tsu'tey all day, which almost certainly meant they were together right now. It further meant that he was being lured to them because they weren't done torturing him. But the real possible problem that was stressing him out was that if they were together, then they were going to destroy him together. This never happened before. 

Every time they messed with him, it was independently. Neytiri one day and Tsu'tey the next before the vicious cycle continued, but never once at the same time. What did they have planned tonight and could it really be worse than what they'd already done to him?

Yes. The answer was most definitely yes. 

It didn't take long to find them since most Omatikaya were eating dinner much farther away by the communal fire. He could hear them before he could see them. Neytiri's laughter specifically was higher pitched and Tsu'tey's was more of a rumble, but it was evident that they were laughing together about something. 

Stupidly, because of that, Jake thought he was safe. 

But no, of course not, because nothing ever went his way. 

He rounded the corner before stopping near a tree and peering out to where they were— the darkness of the night shielding him from view. 

Oh, they were laughing alright. 

Neytiri's knees were on either side of Tsu'tey's hips as she sat in his lap, arms around his neck and his hands holding her waist. His fingers ran up and down the dip of her waist, stopping to squeeze at her hips once in a while. 

Their lips were pressed together as they kissed deeply, tongues licking into each other's mouths like they were starving and scraping the barrel. The little giggles they let out as they kissed, teeth clashing and cheeks flushed, made him clench his fists by his side. Everything in him was burning with an aching, throbbing need— a sensation he'd never before felt so intensely. 

The kisses they exchanged were sloppy and messy, but Jake could tell they were getting off on it from the way Neytiri's hips trembled and Tsu'tey's rutted upwards. Both of them moaned and whined breathily like they had no clue what they were doing but something felt good.

The realization of just how inexperienced they were made a profoundly depraved part of him, deep inside, light all the way up.

He was done. They brought him out here to show him this (when they themselves barely even knew what they were doing) because they wanted a reaction out of him? Well, he'd give them a reaction then. 

He stepped forward, purposely crunching a twig beneath his foot. 

To their credits, the two pulled away from each other with a genuinely startled gasp, eyes wide as they swivelled their heads in his direction. For a moment, they looked nervous; Neytiri with her hands clutching Tsu'tey's shoulders and Tsu'tey's throat working around a swallow, his own hands dropping to the ground like he just got caught doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing. 

Jake couldn't help the smile that creeped up his lips as he walked towards them. 

When Neytiri glanced at Tsu'tey before quickly looking back at him again, straightening her shoulders, Jake knew right then and there that she was the ringleader of everything that went down over the past month. 

"Jake!" she called out, putting on a smile. The little minx didn't even bother rising from her betrothed's lap. This was all part of her plan. Tsu'tey met his stare head on. "I had called for you because we wanted your help with moving some—"

"No, you didn't," Jake cut her off firmly as he came to a stop before them. His voice was barely above a rasp.

Neytiri blinked surprised eyes up at him, lips parting. She wasn't used to him being able to do anything but look dumb whenever one of her plans were in motion. Well, not anymore. 

"I only—"

"You only wanted to give me a cute little show?" he asked in a low voice, staring her down with a raised brow. 

Neytiri's mouth shut with an audible click as the bioluminescent freckles on her skin glowed brighter underneath the dark sky. In the following momentary silence, Jake could only keep his gaze pinned on the two of them, a rush of anticipatory excitement coursing through him. 

He reached down and brushed his fingers along Neytiri's braids, watching with unexplainable glee as her breath hitched and her shoulders tensed. She quickly lowered her head, avoiding his eyes. His lips quirked when her ears twitched like a kitten's. 

"So what exactly is the endgame here?" Jake mused aloud. "The two of you have spent a whole month getting reactions out of me like you're in heat. Is that what this is? You're in heat?"

To his pleasure, that word made them both flush the most beautiful shade of purple. He knew they knew what it meant. Just like back on Earth, a variety of animals on Pandora also had estrous cycles. Days where the animals would only be able to think about sex and being filled. 

Furious at the slight, Tsu'tey's lips curled to reveal his fangs. "Watch your tongue, you—"

Instantly, Jake crouched to his level and roughly grabbed his face, smushing his cheeks together. He levelled him with a stern glare, head tilted. He was done with their games. He was done being strung along for whatever bullshit they were pulling by driving him mad. His dick was practically chafed raw at this point from how many times he'd laid awake at night replaying every agonizing time they'd teased him. 

Waking up to his human body knowing he'd just nutted himself to sleep in his Avatar body was not... the best feeling...

Anyways, if they were in heat, he was in a rut.

Or. You know... Whatever... (Why did he use that analogy of all analogies?)

"You can't fool me anymore, sweetheart," Jake grunted at Tsu'tey, whose eyes were wide and shocked as he stared back at him. Was it the pet-name? The overly familiar touching?

Because who would have the audacity to place their hands on the future Olo'eyktan and future Tsahik? Surely a human wouldn't. 

They should've thought about that before they decided to start teasing him. 

He gripped his face harder, thumb digging into the soft fat. The sight of those kiss-swollen lips mushed together made him let out a sharp exhale through his nose. "You can pretend you hate me all you want but I understand now. I know you stare at me when you think I'm not looking, that a suppressed part of you craves my touch. I see it. I see you."

The back of his mind registered Neytiri's and Tsu'tey's sudden gasp but he was too caught up in his words to actively realize what he'd just uttered. 

"Teasing me might've been a game to you but there's nothing funny about your actual desire for me, is there? I bet my dick would solve all your little issues with me and you know that, and it pisses you off that you know that. It infuriates you that you desire a human so badly," he finished with a growl, face inches away from Tsu'tey's.

They stared at each other, both of them breathing heavily. Jake felt himself unveiling in the reflection of those glistening golden eyes. It was almost too intimate.

Neytiri's whimper was what snapped them both out of their daze. 

Jake slowly turned away from Tsu'tey and released his grip on his face to look back at her. The divine sight that greeted him made him rethink if he truly had the upper-hand like he thought he did tonight. 

Neytiri was still sat atop Tsu'tey's thighs but her gaze was completely lowered, swaying hair falling softly over her shoulders to hide her face. Her trembling hands clutched her thighs in an embarrassed position.

The breathless laugh that escaped Jake's mouth didn't even fully encompass the absolute rush he was suddenly feeling. Fuck. 

He leaned in close, gently grasping her chin between his fingers and tilting her head back. She was an utter mess. Breathing ragged, pupils dilated, cheeks flushed, and mouth slack— she looked ruined and neither of them had even touched her. 

"Always bossing me around during my lessons but look at you now," Jake murmured, caressing her spit-slicked bottom lip. She was so soft beneath the pad of his finger. "You're the reason this is all happening, aren't you? So tell me why. Why are you two doing this? You think it's funny to rile me up?"

Neytiri quivered, chest rising in a sharp breath as her eyes sought out Tsu'tey. He turned her face back towards his. 

"Don't look at him. I asked you."

She hiccupped. "We thought— We just wanted to show you that we like y—"

"We wanted you to teach us!" 

It was Tsu'tey that blurted out those words, abruptly cutting his betrothed off.

Huh?

Jake dropped his hand from Neytiri's face and looked between the two of them, brows furrowed. Teach them? 

"Teach you what?" he voiced, incredulous. 

He watched as Tsu'tey and Neytiri communicated silently with their eyes. A bitter, envious feeling in his gut made a reappearance. They're not yours. You don't belong with them, in their space. 

"Ma Tsu'tey," Neytiri hissed finally, expression angry and pinched. 

"I told you this was not a good idea," Tsu'tey grunted back, shaking his head.

"You are the one who said we should do it!"

"After you proposed it!"

"Alright, stop!" Jake interrupted them with a frustrated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly. "One of you better tell me what's going on before I leave. What do you so badly want me to teach you that you have to resort to seducing me like I'm some kind of rich client you're trying to needle extra cash out of?" 

He cleared his throat awkwardly when he received a pair of confused stares and puppy-like head tilts in response. Why were they so cute? "Nevermind. Just... Explain."

The two of them looked at each other again, both pouting, visibly upset. At him? At themselves? At whatever stupid plan they cooked up? Jake had no clue. 

"Tsu'tey and I are to be mated," Neytiri began slowly, looking at the aforementioned man before peering at him nervously. 

Jake's heart panged uncomfortably at the reminder and he resisted the urge to clench his fists in front of them. It was too telling. Not yours. No words had ever been repeated more in his head over the past few months. 

"Yeah, I know."

She pressed her lips together, ears lowering and cheeks still flushed. "Jake, have you... mated with another?" 

His brows cinched as he considered her words, lifting his hand to rub the back of his neck. Where the hell was she going with this? "Mated as in sexually, yeah, but not mated as in 'partner for life.' I'm not married or anything— That's what humans call mating back on Earth."

Neytiri and Tsu'tey glanced at each other again, but this time, both their ears perked up. Neytiri's was more of a gleeful twitch but Tsu'tey immediately scowled afterwards, as if he thought his own body had betrayed him. 

"So you have laid with others before?" Neytiri asked after turning away from Tsu'tey, although there was a hint of something he couldn't quite place in her voice. The hopeful part of him thought it was jealousy.

He smirked, tongue darting out to wet his lips. "Sure have. Why, you interested?"

He phrased it as a joke but it really, really wasn't. 

And even though he definitely shouldn't have been surprised, considering the way they'd purposely sexually frustrated him for a month, Jake was still left astonished by their telling silence and accompanying bashful expressions. 

A tiny version of himself inside his mind started cheering like he just got the news that he would be getting his human legs back. Shit, how far gone was he for these two? These unreal beauties in front of him somehow had the ability to constantly make him hornier than he'd ever been in his entire life. 

"What, you're seriously interested?" he choked out, voice cracking embarrassingly. His words sounded a tad bit too eager. He looked between the two of them, brows furrowed. "Is that even allowed? Everyone knows you two are supposed to be mates in the future."

"Well, we are not asking you to be our mate," Tsu'tey snapped back, glaring and flushed.

Jake shoved down the stab of pain and disappointment that tried to crawl its way up his body at that response. He clenched his jaw, swallowing hard. 

The two of them looked away from each other after a tense moment. 

"It is normal for our people to have more than one partner," Neytiri informed him as she glanced (knowingly?) between the two of them, her voice soft and wanting. 

Jake's heart squeezed as he listened to her, the desire to be the one to relieve her needy ache so powerful. "Yeah?"

She nodded, humming in affirmation. He couldn't resist reaching out to tuck a loose braid behind her ear when it fell over her face at the action. Her doe eyes sparkled as she rose her gaze to look at him, expression so sweet it made his teeth tingle. God, she was so beautiful. Beautiful and smart, strong, ambitious, determined—

He dropped his hand like he'd touched fire, promptly ignoring the unhappy downturn to her lips. Sparing a glance at Tsu'tey let him know that the man's eyes were trained on his betrothed, looking conflicted. 

Jake cleared his throat, rolling his shoulders back. It was getting too quiet and soft between them. He felt way out of his element. Jake Sully did not do relationships or gooey feelings. Never has, never will.

"So you want me to be your third in bed? Didn't know my dick had such a reputation. Truly, I'm flattered." He forced a grin, beyond glad to know it worked when the two of them rolled their eyes. 

Crisis averted. 

"My woman and I have never laid with each other," Tsu'tey said in a hard tone instead of directly answering.

Jake grinned again, thinking back on all their innocent (but successful) attempts at turning him on. "I figured." 

He resisted the urge to tease further when the two of them blushed in embarrassment at his words. 

"Yes, well," Tsu'tey grumbled. "Given your... adequate appearance, Neytiri and I chose you."

"You think I'm hot?" Jake smirked, immaturely and jokingly raising his arms to flex his biceps. He'd grown quite a bit since he first arrived to Pandora. 

Neytiri and Tsu'tey stared at his muscles like he was dangling a piece of meat in front of them and they hadn't eaten in a month. He watched them quickly turn back to each other and blush adorably, eyes wide. 

Being with them was about to be a constant ego trip. Holy shit. 

He couldn't wait. 

With a warm face, Neytiri spoke up next, keeping her eyes locked on his face. "Since you have much experience, Tsu'tey and I were wondering if you could teach us some of what you know. It may prepare us for the future."

Yeah, Jake's Avatar must have been created with an extra high libido because there was absolutely no reason for his cock to have just jumped under his loincloth. Damn it, Tommy. Somehow this was all his twin's fault. 

"Teach you? Teach you sex?" he repeated, voice rasping. 

The idea of teaching these two beauties how to have sex made his pulse soar excitedly. Being in that position of power— guiding them, maneuvering their soft bodies and making them cry out in pleasure... Having their innocent, ready and willing expressions trained on him as he ordered them around. Imagining their needy whines and frustrated cries when they couldn't get something right but everything was feeling so good...

Fuck.

"Please, Jake. Will you teach us?" Neytiri's voice trembled. She gripped Tsu'tey's hands in hers.

Jake looked at the both of them, taking in their bashful but hopeful expressions. Tsu'tey tried to hide his under a blank mask but he could see through it easily. They both wanted this. They wanted him physically.

He wanted them like that too. 

It should've been enough. It had to be enough. 

"Sounds good to me," he answered, grinning. "Sound great, even."

And because Jake was so good at shoving down his emotions (rest in peace to his brother who definitely could have attested), he pretended that he was perfectly fine with only having them sexually. It wasn't like he was in love with them. He didn't need them romantically too. 

Didn't need to wake up to the sight of them still asleep on his chest. Didn't need to be the one to make the skin at the corners of their eyes crinkle with laughter.

He didn't need them to be his and he theirs. 

Just having them in whatever way they'd let him was enough. 

When someone called out to them from afar for dinner, Jake was gone before Neytiri and Tsu'tey could notice.