The wrong star

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"We were discussing about that thing you were drinking," I respond.

"You liked it?" Miles asks Spider.

"It's bitter as hell. I don't know how they can drink that," he says.

Miles laughs.

"Don't you have something like this in your... clan? something with alcohol? something that you drink and makes it all fun and confusing?" he asks.

"I guess the only thing that comes to mind is something that we drink during celebrations, not everyone does but it's something sweet and... I don't know, it makes you feel free." I explain.

"I haven't tasted it," Spider adds in.

"Why not?" the question seems to make Spider sad and Miles bites his lip.

"Only Na'vi are allowed in our celebrations..." I explain.

"I thought he was part of the clan," Miles says, his ears twitching.

"He's not... like us," I explain. I don't want to hurt him, I mean, I don't make the rules but the clan has never fully accepted him as one of our own. I've noticed that Neytiri is not exactly fond of him... no matter if her kids hang out with him.

"Lo'ak once told me he stole some from his dad and it was fun," he says trying to change the subject.

I smile. Lo'ak, he's the most stubborn and reckless of my cousins. 

"You know... I don't drink it too much but it is kind of fun," 

"I cant wait to taste that thing," Miles says and Spider laughs.

"What?"

"You're not a Na'vi ether," he says and Miles's mouth opens in shock, then turns to look at me. I purse my lips.

"What do you mean I'm not? Look at me, I'm blue" he complains and to that Spider laughs more, I have to shush him.

"Love... not just because you look like us, means that you're Na'vi. Part of our clan" I explain and with everyword he looks more sad.

"But... I have an Ikran, and I love this place," he says and I smile.

"There's so much more than that," I say.

"Like riding a horse," Spider says.

"Yeah, for example. Or making your bow from the trees wood, or the ceremony to welcome you," I say and he sighs, letting himself fall back against the railing.

"Well, this is not the news I wanted to hear," he admits making us laugh.

"Now why are you laughing?" he asks and my smile widens. I give him a kiss and I hear Spider complain.

"I'm going," he announces and gets up.

Miles and I stay there for a while, talking and sharing stories... I can hear everyone downstairs still having fun.

I move a little and put my legs over Miles's lap, then one of my hands traces the muscles on his arm. The one with the tattoo.

He still talks ut after some moments he turns to look at me, he licks his lips.

"Anatuat..." he warns.

"Yeah?" I look up at his eyes, he raises a brow.

"What are you doing?" he asks looking me up and down.

"Nothing..." I lean back a little, the sight makes him swallow.

He pulls me in for a kiss and I smile, I want him to keep going, I want to feel his lips everywhere. I position myself and sit on top of him. His hands are firmly holding my thighs in place.