Author's Note:
Here you guys go!

The long-awaited mature scene!

Spoiler: We have one more M left after this one.

Enjoy, you lovelies! And cover your screens well. 😉

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"I ruined it... I ruined it..."

With Lia's plate of food in hand, Kiri hurried toward the communal area. The fact that she almost ruined their moment stressed her out.

"Kiri! How did it go?" Neytiri stopped her as the others approached them.

The whole family had been waiting anxiously to find out.

"Uh," Kiri looked at them nervously. "It went well, right? She was on his lap, he was gonna kiss her and I think I—"

"W-Whoa, whoa, whoa," Jake raised his hands, shaking his head in shock. "She was what?!"

"Ma Jake," Neytiri hissed at her husband.

"Dad, listen. She said that Lia was on his lap—" Loak repeated, to which Neteyam shut him up by grabbing the back of his neck.

"But why would Lia be on his lap?" Tuk's small innocent voice drew their attention as all eyes fell on her.

Jake facepalmed, shaking his head disappointedly as he grabbed Tuk's hand. Meanwhile, the older Sully siblings exchanged awkward glances.

Neytiri cursed in frustration. "Can we please forget about Lia being on his lap?"

"Oh, Eywa! Lia was on his lap?" They turned in the direction of Tsireya's voice as she approached them with Rotxo.

Kiri groaned, rolling her eyes as she did so.

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As the starry night sky hung in the background, two lovers chased after each other in a state of pure bliss, their laughter echoing in the wind.

Grabbing Lia's waist from behind, Aonung pulled her towards him.

When their waves of laughter subsided, she stopped to catch her breath.

On the island, they had returned to their favorite remote area where a protruding rock stood.

Aonung's lips curled into a smile as he gazed at the girl who had captured his heart. A happy smile adorned her lips as she turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

His hands remained on her hips as he lowered his forehead to meet hers, keeping their eyes locked onto each other.

"Do you wanna know a secret?" He said softly.

"What?" She peered up at him.

Aonung leaned in close to her ear. "When you injured your ankle and I took you to the pier that day..."

His voice trailed off as he paused.

"Yeah?" He could hear the anticipation in her voice as a faint smile crept across his lips.

Lia's heart was beating rapidly against her chest as his breath tickled the side of her face.

"The sight of you aroused me so. I couldn't resist thinking about you when I touched myself." His voice was low and barely above a whisper.

When he said those words, she felt something shift inside of her. An image in her mind accompanied his words as she let out a shaky breath.

She could feel a fluttering sensation stir in the pit of her stomach as he pulled away to meet her gaze, a handsome smile on his lips.

"...I have a secret too," she smirked.

Hearing this, Aonung's brow piqued in interest. Amusement flashed across his ocean-blue eyes as he bit his lip.

She tiptoed and leaned into his ear. "I had a dirty dream about you."

He could hear the teasing tone in her voice as she blew on his ear and pulled away from his grasp. His heart nearly stopped as he felt the blood rush from his head to his groin.

Her little giggles as she walked behind the rock, her innocent gaze—taunting him to take her.

Aonung's breathing began to pick up as his eyes glazed over with lust.

He followed after her, pulling her into his arms as he seized her lips before she could react. They were warm and soft against his own.

One hand was wrapped around her waist, pressing her body firmly against his, and the other hand was placed behind her head.

Though he took her by surprise, Lia's eyes fluttered shut as she allowed him to lead her. She placed her hands on his chest and slowly got up on her tiptoes to kiss him back.

His hand slowly moved from her waist to her ass as he gave it a gentle squeeze. She gasped and he quickly slipped his tongue inside her slightly parted mouth.

Her cheeks bloomed with warmth, and she suddenly felt hot and flushed. He wasted no time as his tongue met hers, creating a wet sensation between their lips.

She was breathless, enamored as she allowed him to taste her—taint her with his love.

Then he slowly pulled away, his eyes fluttering open to observe her dazed expression. She looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes, mouth moist and slightly parted as a string of saliva thinned between their lips.

He smiled as he took her hand and led them closer to the rock. Then he lowered himself onto the sand, his back against the rock as he pulled her down on his lap.

***Warning: MATURE SCENE! Skip to the next chapter if you do not wish to read this part.***

Already, she could feel his hard-on in between her thighs as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her breath hitched in her throat.

His hands remained on her hips as she initiated their second kiss. He smiled against her lips, proud that she wasn't shy to hold herself back.

He parted his mouth, allowing her to slip her tongue inside for the first time. The touch of her soft, wet tongue inside his mouth aroused him as an audible groan escaped his lips.

Giving her hips a gentle squeeze, his hands maneuvered north to the strings of her netted top. It didn't take long before he untied the bottom strings and slid his hand underneath her top.

When his hand cupped her breast, she parted from his lips and let out a soft gasp.

"Aonung," she moaned, arching her back instinctively and pressing her mounds closer to his face.

He gazed at her with lustful eyes as he squeezed her breast, gently pulling at her nipple. He moved her top over her shoulder, revealing her perfectly rounded breasts.

He couldn't help but hold his breath at how beautiful she looked. Her perky nipples, her bioluminescent freckles on each breast—she was like an alluring piece of art.

"You're fucking gorgeous, you know that?" He said breathlessly.

Before she could reply, he showered her ocean skin with kisses trailing down her neck to her chest, his mouth instantly latching onto her nipple.

Lia threw her head back, her hands gripping his shoulders as he sucked on her bud, his hand squeezing her other breast.

She could feel a wet sensation forming in between her thighs, an erotic sound escaping her lips. Aonung let out a low grunt as he softly tugged on her nipple with his teeth.

"Fuck, Lia..."

His member was pulsating painfully against his loincloth.

Aonung grabbed her hips and moved her back and forth on his bulge, building friction between them.

With her mouth slightly parted, she looked down at him with wide eyes. She couldn't help but whimper as a pleasurable sensation gathered inside her.

"A-Aonung..."

He let out a low grunt as he lowered his head on her shoulder, his grip on her hips tightened as he moved her faster against his hard-on.

"Fuck... moan for me, baby," he whispered breathlessly.

As soon as those words left his lips, Lia threw her head back, letting out strings of lewd sounds. She felt like she was losing her mind, the wetness between her thighs oozing from her core.

Just this action between them would have made Aonung cum, but he wasn't ready yet. Reluctantly, he forced himself to stop as he planted a sweet kiss on her breast.

"Not yet," he said, meeting her lust-filled gaze.

Lia felt like her heart was going to burst. As she slowly got off of him, leaning over him on her knees, she traced her hands down his chest to his abs.

His breath hitched in his throat. He had an idea where she was going with this. With one hand on the sand for support and the other on his abs, she kissed his chest.

Her hand moved lower down south toward his loincloth as she peered up at him with innocent eyes. "I need help."

He let out a low chuckle as he confidently loosened the string around his waist and pulled down his loincloth, letting his hardened member spring free a few inches away from her face.

She swallowed hard at the sight of his erection. He was huge. For a moment, she wasn't sure if she could fit him inside her mouth. But she loved the bioluminescent markings decorated on his shaft.

The tip of his cock was already oozing with pre-cum.

He grabbed her chin and her eyes met his loving gaze.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," he chuckled, his voice soft.

She blushed as she wrapped one hand around his shaft. "I want to."

Aonung let out a shaky breath at the touch of her hand. She lowered her head, hovering above his cock as her hands glided up and down.

A small moan escaped his lips as he leaned his head back against the rock. She blew softly on his cock before licking the tip with her tongue, tasting his pre-cum in her mouth.

As her lips enveloped the tip of his cock, his hand automatically flew to the top of her head as he gripped onto her hair.

"Fuck... Lia," he moaned as her head bobbed up and down his shaft.

She was a little shy at first, but slowly gained her confidence when he said her name. He gazed down at her, his cock in her mouth, her saliva dripping down the side—it was a sight to behold.

He felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, a pleasant tension building inside. He was close to reaching climax.

Her innocent eyes flickered over to his clouded ones, and he nearly lost his mind. A moan escaped his lips as he gently pushed her off just in time, her mouth making a popping sound as he came all over her hand.

She was panting heavily as she marveled at the cum on his cock and in her hand. His heart rate slowed down as he pulled out a mini cloth from his pouch and wiped off his cum on her hand.

"Damn, girl," he said breathlessly, setting the cloth aside and pulling his loincloth back on.

Lia's cheeks burned as she averted her gaze. He pulled her back on his lap and pecked her lips, tasting a hint of himself.

"W-What are you doing?" Her eyes widened as he wrapped one arm around her waist and the other trailed down her stomach to her loincloth.

His lips curled into a smirk. "What else? Loving on you, of course."

When his fingertips brushed against her wetness, she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders. It was a strange feeling, yet it felt so good.

"Fuck, you're dripping," he groaned as his cock twitched underneath her, becoming hard once again.

She was breathing heavily as he captured her nipple in his mouth, his hand rubbing her clit.

"Oh, Aonung," she whimpered, her sultry moans echoing in the wind.

He wanted to insert a finger inside her but held back his desire. He would rather have his cock be the first thing inside her instead.

His hand was covered with her wetness as she started to grind her hips. A pleasurable tension inside her was building, and she couldn't think of anything else but his hand rubbing against her clit.

Her whole body felt like it was on fire.

Aonung increased the speed of his hand, his fingers right at the entrance of her hole, going faster and faster as her climax finally hit her.

"Oh dude, look! Now, this is a good seashell."

The sound of a stranger's voice nearby caught his attention. Immediately, he pulled her head down and captured her lips to muffle her moans as she orgasmed on his hand, ignoring the pain of her nails digging into his shoulders.

When she was done, he embraced her in his arms as her body slumped over him in exhaustion.

"You did well, baby," he whispered, a content smile on his lips as he kissed the side of her head.

Feeling drained, she closed her eyes for a brief moment.

"Hey, nice! Think this one will work?" The other boy spoke up, catching Lia's attention now as her eyes snapped open.

She sat up on Aonung's lap and looked at him with horrified eyes. He flashed her a smile as he pulled his hand out from her loincloth and put a finger over his lips to shush her.

An embarrassed expression crossed her face when she noticed her fluid covering his fingers. He smirked, eyes meeting hers as he licked one finger just to tease her.

Lia's eyes widened, and her expression turned into concern, as she delivered a gentle smack to his shoulder.

He chuckled quietly as he pulled her flush against his chest and whispered, "My favorite."