Show Me & Teach Me | Neteyam/Reader

Part II - I Like Your Stars Better

Neteyam was as imposing there as he was everywhere else, the thick and swollen length of his cock standing upright to easily reach his navel. Seyla was not about to lie to herself; she was intimidated by its impressive size. But growing up she had heard whispers from other women that sex felt amazing; that a man's body had been designed to fit perfectly with a woman's, just as Eywa had intended. She supposed she would find out for herself eventually, perhaps in another 'lesson'.

Meeting his eyes again, Seyla chuckled at Neteyam's dumbfounded state and she took the opportunity to tease him, "Who's the quiet one now? Come on then karyu, I won't learn anything if we just stand around all evening."

Clearing the hoarseness from his throat, Neteyam gestured with a hand to a corner of the platform where he had previously lay some soft throws down, "You lead the way."

Seyla reached out to take his hand, which surprised him, and she led them both to lie down. She settled her back against the soft blankets and looked expectantly up at him, blinking modestly through dark lashes. She saw him hesitate for a moment before his form bent at the knees into a crouch and he stretched out on his side next to her, propping his head up on an elbow.

"You seem more nervous than I am." Seyla spoke softly, reaching out to caress his cheek, "One would think you're the inexperienced one here, but I know that's not the case. Women talk. Lo'ak talks."

With an unsuppressed sigh and a shake of his head, Neteyam silently cursed his loose-mouthed brother. While Lo'ak had matured over the years, he was certainly still more 'fun-and-games' than he was. Neteyam had never had any intention of hiding the truth of his experience with women – Metkayina females were especially passionate – but he had never had any intention of shouting it from the treetops either. A sentiment not shared by Lo'ak who rather enjoyed regaling anyone who would listen with the adventures he and Neteyam had got up to back in the reefs.

"Does that bother you?" Neteyam asked.

"No. You're several years older than I am. It would be naïve of me or anyone else to think, at your age, that you haven't explored such matters with other women."

"I wasn't irresponsible or cavalier with any of my former lovers. I left all that rampant fun to Lo'ak. I had always felt something for those I chose to lie with."

"Why doesn't that surprise me, mighty warrior with a gentle heart?" Seyla remarked and her tone was fond, "Will you kiss me again now, karyu?"

Neteyam did not need to be asked twice. He honoured her request enthusiastically, pouring the depth of what he felt for her into the kisses he proceeded to shower on her lips and neck. His upper body sheltered hers now, though he kept his hips away from her still. Seyla was arching up against him, arching into his touch as his lips and palms began to wander her torso. The sensation of her peaked nipples brushing against his chest sent blazing desire coursing through him and his cock throbbed longingly.

"I'm going to touch you now, OK?" Neteyam gasped in between open-mouthed kisses to her collarbone, "But you can tell me to stop at any time if you're not enjoying what I'm doing."

A molten heat had started to consume Seyla under Neteyam's attentions, spreading slowly from the liquescent ache between her legs and outward through her limbs. Her breaths were getting louder and she emitted an involuntary squeal when she felt the rasp of Neteyam's tongue lick across the stiff nipple of one of her breasts. Her back bowed under her, pushing her soft flesh against his mouth and Neteyam took that as his cue to continue.

The points of her nipples pebbled at his touch and he took one into the searing heat of his mouth, suckling intently on it while the fingers of his left hand toyed with the other. Seyla squirmed, the pleasure shooting from her nipples straight to her core. She had touched herself on occasion, but she had never realised her breasts were so sensitive. Neither she nor Neteyam had touched her core so far tonight, but already she felt the coil of ecstasy winding tighter and tighter low in her belly.