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jealousy

[warning: slight smut at the end | disclaimer: they are aged up!]

After Jake and Tonowari broke the fight, Jake walked his sons to their Marui, ready to scold them and give them house arrest for eternity. The boys walked through the entrance, their body aching as hell because they are covered in bruises. Lo'ak held his hurting arm and Neteyam wiped the blood off his face that was running from his nose as they stood in front of Jake.

"What was the one thing I asked. The one thing." Jake demanded while looking very angry at his sons.

"Stay out of troub-" Lo'ak tried to start but was cut off by Jake immediately. "Stay out of trouble. Right." He scolds them with anger in his voice. That was the only rule he gave them and even here they didn't listen to him.

"Dad, it was my fault." Neteyam stepped forward and hold the gaze of his father firmly.

"No, I don't think so. You've gotta stop taking the heat for this knucklehead." Jake raised his voice while referring to Lo'ak. Neteyam always takes the blame if they get in trouble.

"Look dad, Aonung was picking on Kiri and Leyra." Lo'ak reasoned for his behavior. "Called them freaks."

Jake dropped his scolding look and sighed. It wasn't easy for Kiri to fit in, even when they lived in the forest, because she was different. It happened the first time that an Avatar was pregnant when the Avatar body was technically dead. One saw her as Eywa's child and the other as a demon.

"Go apologize to Aonung." Jake said to Lo'ak after a minute. They eyes of the brothers widened and they started to protest.

"Are you out of your mind?" Neteyam asked his father in disbelief.

"He is the chief's son. Do you understand?" he simply responded. "We can't be on bad terms with his family."

"But him and his friends bullied Kiri!" Lo'ak exclaimed and looked at his father angry.

"I don't care how you do it. Just make peace. Just go." Jake said and stepped to the side so Lo'ak could go outside. When he was out of sight he turned to his eldest son.

"So... what did the other guys look like?" he asked briefly.

"Worse."

"That's good."

"A lot worse." Neteyam smirked.

"Get outta here." Jake said with a hint of a proud look on his face. It's good that they are protecting their sister from everyone. Before Neteyam could go his mother came to them.

"What happened with your face?" Neytiri asked concerned and examined his wounds on the face and body. "Did you got into a fight with Aonung?"

"How do you know Mom?"

"I just saw him and Leyra in the medical hut. His face is badly bruised. Was this your work, Neteyam?" She looks at him eagerly. Neteyam's words got stuck in his throat as he looked at his father for help but he just shook his head, meaning that he is stuck in this situation alone, so Neteyam just nodded his head in response.

"Good job, my boy." Neytiri said, patting the head of her son while both male Na'vi looked at her in shock. "You always should defend the people you love. Even if it only works with violence." She smirked at their shocked expression.

"Now go to Leyra and get her to help you to clean your face before Aonung steals her completely from you." She hushed him out of the Marui.

"You can't just tell him that beating up people is okay." Jake carefully said to his mate.

"Would you have beaten up Tonowari if he insulted me?" She asked him.

"Of course."

"Exactly."

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"I already said that I'm sorry, Ley." Aonung said quietly to Leyra as she was cleaning his wounds on the face. Leyra always helped out in the medical hut if people from the clan were injured when they came back from a hunt or when people were hurt in general.

"That was so stupid. Why would you pick on Kiri?" She answered harshly and put a healing paste on open cuts on his face. At the contact with the cream Aonung hissed in pain and gritted his teeth to prevent himself to scream out in pain again.

"I don't know. I just wanted to scare her a little so she wouldn't break Tsireya's heart." He mumbled embarrassed and looked her in the eyes, hoping that Leyra would understand his intention.

"Just stop intervening in their relationship. Kiri really likes Tsireya and Tsireya really likes Kiri." She explained while putting the bowl with the cream beside Aonung who was a sitting on a bench.

"I know. She talks about Kiri all day long and it slowly gets on my nerves." He told her chuckling.

"Well, she's in love. What did you expect." Leyra smiled and stood in between his legs. With a cloth she removed the paste carefully of his face while holding his chin so he didn't flinched away. While he is watching her face he pulled her closer by her waist so her body was touching his completely. Leyra only rolled her eyes subtly and continued working on his face.

"Your group of friends is a bad influence on you." Leyra mentioned and put small leaves on the cuts. She looks in to his eyes and noticed how close they faces are. "You should focus on your friendship with Rotxo. He is a kind soul." Her arms were loosely around his neck now.

Aonung's tail wrapped around her thigh to keep her in place as he looked at her hungrily. Leyra glanced down briefly at her legs and then looks up again into his blue eyes. You could cut the tension with a knife.

"I know. He's my best friend since we were children, but he's acting weird lately."

"How so?"

"I don't know. He's acting like he doesn't want to be my friend anymore and ignores me. He spends more time with you than with me." He tried to explain while he's thinking back to the last times he spend time with Rotxo.

"Maybe he has a new crush or even a partner and just doesn't have time for you." Leyra tried to find a solution to Rotxo's behavior. "Or he finally understood what a douchebag you are." She smirked at him.

"Ouch." He playfully pinched the side of her waist and Leyra let out a small shriek because of the touch and glared at him. Then they were looking at each other deeply again and got closer. Their lips were only inches away from each other and she could feel his breath on her lips.

Someone clears their throat behind them to get the attention from them both because he was standing there for a while now, observing them. Leyra turned her head towards the entrance and her eyes widened a little.

"They always have to disturb us." Aonung mumbled annoyed only for Leyra to be heard and let his head fall on to Leyra's shoulder gently. Leyra's confused look made the person speak up.

"I need help with my face." His eyes dropped to the place were Aonung's hands were on her waist and his tail which is still wrapped around her thigh.

"Oh, right! Sit down." She points to the other bench in the hut. "I'll be there in a second." The person sits down and continues glaring at Aonung. He wanted to punch him again so badly.

Leyra felt the piercing gaze of the person behind her as she removed the leaves off Aonung's face. "You should put the paste on your face for the next few days, so the cuts can heal properly." She whispered to him and handed him a small box with the paste in it.

"I'll see you later, right?" Aonung asked her as he stood up and faces her. Leyra nodded and after a kiss on her cheek Aonung left the hut. Now Leyra was alone with the person behind her. She collected a few things before she walked to him.

"Why was he so close to you?" Neteyam asked her, jealousy dripping in his voice as he looked at her with a tense face. Leyra instantly felt small because of his heated gaze.

"I was just cleaning his face." She mumbled as she wetted a cloth in water and started to wipe the dried blood from his face. He didn't even flinch at the touch.

"But you didn't had to be this close to his face with your own." He stated and yanked her by her waist to him. She let out a cry at his sudden movement and stared into his eyes. He really made her nervous right now. He looked up at her and waited for an answer.

"No..." She muttered slowly and continued wiping his face flustered. Her breathing fastened because of the heat that is spreading inside her body, especially in her lower belly.

He grabbed her thigh, were Aonung's tail was wrapped around only minutes ago, and squeezed it roughly while looking at her parted lips.

"Only I am allowed to touch you." He said with a hint of warning in his voice. "And him." He added with his deep accent as he looked behind Leyra briefly. Leyra's heart almost stopped beating as she understood who was standing behind her but she slowly glanced behind her anyway.

Lo'ak was standing at the entrance watching them eagerly with hunger in his eyes. He was hungry for her. He was dying to touch her. Leyra shivered as Lo'ak was looking down her body. His gaze stopped at her breasts for a few seconds to take in the view of her nipples pressed against the fabric of her top. He watched as Neteyam's hands were cupping her round ass and kneaded it. He looked back into her face and his dick twitched at her expression.

Her brows were furrowed in pleasure and her eyes were shut. Her teeth were biting down her lip to stop her from moaning out loud. Her hands were gripping Neteyam's shoulders firmly. He made his way to them in two quick steps and pressed his body against hers from behind. She let out a moan at the feeling of his growing bulge against her ass and he groaned into her ear in response. Her moaning was the best sound they ever had heard.

Lo'ak closed his hand briefly around her throat and pulled her head to the side to get better access to her neck and started spreading kisses all over her neck. His arm sneaked around her body and his fingertips stroked over her left nipple above the fabric. Her already stiff nipples hardened more and another moan left her mouth. He let the straps of her top fall down her shoulders, freeing her breasts and cupped her left breast. He started caressing her roughly. Leyra grabbed Lo'ak's left thigh to steady herself.

She opened her eyes and made eye contact with Neteyam who was still sitting in front of her. While looking at Leyra Neteyam palmed himself through the fabric of his bottom clothing and his head fell back against the wall behind him as he watched his brother pleasuring the girl in front of him. Leyra's ears flatten at the low moans from Neteyam, which turned her on even more and she felt the wetness growing between her legs.

She pressed her ass against Lo'ak's dick and earned a moan from him as he carefully bit into her neck and directly kissed her over the aching spot. The pain immediately shot to her clit and she was desperate to touch herself, so she moved her right hand over her stomach to her wetness. Neteyam noticed her hand movement and stopped her to go further with his next words.

"Do you want me to touch you?" He asked her tempting and she nodded desperately.

"Use your words, darling."

"Touch me. Please." She moaned impatiently and Neteyam stroked over her wet cunt over the fabric, which was drenched in her juices.

"If I touch you, you'll belong to us. And only to us. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." She whispered and nodded slightly.

"You are so fucking wet for us." He called out and smirked while he looked up to her. He put the thong covering her to the side and entered two fingers into her. Leyra cried out and let her head fall back onto Lo'ak's chest. He started moving his fingers while he watched how she crumbles under his touch. Her legs were about to give up because of the sensation but Lo'ak's arms around her body steadied her.

Neteyam's long fingers were hitting all the right spots and Leyra knew she couldn't hold herself together longer. She didn't had this kind of action in a while. Lo'ak occupied her breasts rougher with his hands and the kisses on her neck became sloppier.

"I'm close." She breathed out moaning and closed her eyes as she waited for her high. Neteyam fastened the pace of his fingers and hit her g-spot all over again. Leyra came with a low moan and breathed heavily. Neteyam slowed down his movement and then slipped his fingers out of her. She was leaning against Lo'ak as she came down her high.

"Who do you want?" Lo'ak whispered into her ear, his accent coming through.

"I want you. You both."

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Leyra x Aonung
[art by me]