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It took Lo’ak a full year of convincing until he succeeded in getting approval from Ronal, Tonowari, and both of his parents, in making the willow tree Neteyam and Aonung’s home.
He had brought up good points: it has similarities to Neteyam’s old home, and it also had an ocean entrance for Aonung. It was the best of both worlds.
But, it wasn’t until he brought up that Aonung had been completing the last of his coming-of-age rites, they had ultimately agreed, since they knew they’d be mating soon.
He wasn’t going to change anything, he just wanted to add a fence around the tree to add more privacy and a Swaynivi (Family hammock) for them.
So now, Lo’ak had spent the past 2 months secretly organizing the clan to get materials to construct a Swaynivi and the hedge fence... well secretly in terms of not letting Aonung nor Neteyam know.
Luckily, Ronal and Neytiri took it upon themselves to weave the hammock, wanting to do it as a form of gift for their sons.
Jake and Tonowari wanting the same as they have been building the fence for the past 3 weeks because they couldn’t come to an agreement on what it should be made of.
Lo’ak really felt he should’ve gotten an award for being able to prevent Neteyam and Aonung from going to the Willow tree for as long as he did.
Mainly, he succeeded by convincing Aonung to focus more on his rites of passage, using ‘mating’ as a form of fuel for Aonung, which certainly seemed to work.
But that didn’t stop him from meeting with Neteyam, which was fine, but they always wanted to go to the Willow tree for some ‘private’ time. Lo’ak or Tsireya would stop them on the way and come up with an excuse so that they wouldn't go.
At first, it was working because Lo’ak was constantly setting up dates for them. Especially since Aonung’s successful taming of a Skimwing, he’d take Neteyam out to sea for a short period before he had to return to his training.
Still, Lo’ak knew Aonung was getting frustrated because he kept pushing to go to the Willow tree. Lo’ak had resorted to making excuses so that Neteyam would leave Aonung, saying Kiri or Tuk wanted to go swimming with him or something.
Neteyam always obliged, to which Aonung would give a glaring and questioning look to Lo’ak who would just run off before he could get confronted by the other.
Still, this did leave Neteyam alone most of the time, to which Tsireya took up as her responsibility and kept him company. In the end, Lo’ak was surprised at how good of a friend they became to one another. Tsireya even left him at times to go hang out with Neteyam.
Neteyam gained close relationships with other Na’vi’s too.
Mainly, he was becoming very good friends with Ta’no, to which Lo’ak could tell annoyed Aonung.
Still, even though Ta’no used to have feelings for Neteyam, Lo’ak saw a shift in their relationship that told him he didn’t have to worry about him messing up Neteyam’s relationship with Aonung.
‘Not that I care for Aonung or whatever, I just don’t want Neteyam getting hurt.’ Lo’ak engraved in his head.
Neteyam was also becoming popular with a lot of Na'vi, not their age.
Many elders knew of Neteyam because he would always offer a helping hand, using that as an opportunity to learn more about the history of the clan. They also loved hearing his stories of the forest and how he would light up when talking about it.
“Neteyam and his damn charm.” Lo’ak grumbled as he sat on the beach, watching Kiri, Tuk, Neteyam, and Tsireya all playing in the water. Laughing together in a heart clutching sight.
He suddenly heard heavy steps and turned his head to the side to see Aonung stomping his way over, an angry look on his face.
“Hey skawng.” Aonung said in a tense but quiet voice, not wanting to alert the others. “What are you doing at the Willow tree?”
Lo’ak’s eyebrows lifted a bit before he put on a confused face. “Um, What?”
“Do not play stupid. I have not been able to spend a single ‘private’ moment with your brother. And when I do, you or Tsireya come and take him away and or say that we can’t go to our Willow tree.”
Lo’ak starred in surprise as Aonung kneeled down to him, his voice going lower, “And do you know how frustrated I am? Everytime I see your brother, oh Eywa only knows the amount of strength it takes for me to not just pounce. So you will tell me now, or I will not hesitate to bring this up to Neteyam, who is obviously oblivious to your antics.”
At that, Lo’ak instantly raised his hands in surrender, “Woah, Woah, let’s calm down. There’s no need. I had wanted to keep this a surprise from the both of you but it seems your temper has always been shit.”
Lo’ak felt his arrogance boost as Aonung glared at him profoundly.
“Well, I, along with our families and many other Metkayina’s, are building a home for you and my brother at the Willow tree.”
Aonung widened his eyes, not expecting that answer, “Oh.”
“Yeah, I had thought that since you and Neteyam usually spend the night there together, it would be nice to just live there by yourself. Especially since you were soon going to be an adult.”
“That, that is actually really nice of you.” Aonung was astonished.
“Hey, don’t go around thinking I’m doing this for you. My brother is my priority.”
“I don’t doubt that last part, but why’d you hide it from me too then? I could’ve easily helped you out with keeping Neteyam unaware of what you’re doing.” Aonung said, he wore his smug face that Lo’ak hated.
Lo’ak stared for a long moment, “Whatever.” he scoffed. “But now that you know, I am going to accept your offer of keeping Neteyam distracted.”
“Ok, but that is going to cost you.”
“Uh, what do you want?”
“Privacy.”
“How do I do that?”
Aonung rolled his eyes, “By not-”
“Aonung!” Neteyam called from the water.
Lo’ak and Aonung both turning towards him.
Aonung watched with hungry eyes as water droplets trickled down Neteyam’s body. The sun reflecting on his necklace, a sense of pride washing over Aonung. Aonung stared at his hips. He didn’t know if he was seeing things or not but he could’ve sworn that Neteyam was adding a little more sway to them.
He watched with lustful eyes as a particular drop of water glided down his lean stomach.
Aonung sucked in a breath before he quickly turned back to Lo’ak. “I’m taking your brother to the east beach, do NOT, let anyone come or it’ll be your head.”
Lo’ak gave him a glare but nodded slightly.
Neteyam reached them and hugged Aonung tightly, “I missed you.” He breathed out into his ear.
Aonung shivered, “We are leaving now.” He announced, Lo’ak making a gagging noise.
“What? Where?” Neteyam questioned as Aonung just grabbed his hand and started walking.
“Bye Neteyam!” Kiri and Tsireya called out giggling.
“Bye!” Tuk yelled out.
“Bye bro.” Lo’ak said, waving with an unsuccessfully hidden smile.
Neteyam just waved back with a bright smile, excited for what’s to come.
They passed many homes and Na’vi who greeted them. Aonung doing the same but not stopping, his face determined. They all noticed the reason why walking behind him and smiled.
When they made it far enough down the beach that they couldn’t see the clan, Aonung quickly turned around and kissed Neteyam passionately, shoving his tongue into his mouth as he firmly placed his hands on Neteyam’s hips.
Neteyam let out a soft gasp that quickly turned into a moan, wrapping his arms around Aonung’s neck to pull him close.
Aonung started to move forward, pushing Neteyam into a small grassy area.
Only the cover of a bush and tree protecting them from the open beach.
Neteyam started to pull back, Aonung chasing after his lips.
Neteyam gave a small giggle, “Aonung,” he said, loosening his arms and leaning further back. Aonung trailed until they both felt the feeling of falling.
Aonung had quickly flipped them so his back hit the ground.
Neteyam started to laugh, Aonung putting on an annoyed face before he started to chuckle.
“What is this about?” Neteyam giggled. Aonung sat up, Neteyam naturally wrapping his legs around Aonung’s torso and sitting comfortably on his lap.
They smiled at one another before Aonung leaned down to kiss his neck.
“I really, really, missed you.” He mumbled as he left a trail of small pecks..
“Awe, Nungie missed me?”
Aonung rolled his eyes playfully but nodded in reply, slowly moving to kiss Neteyam’s right shoulder.
It caused Neteyam to whine, letting out a loud moan when Aonung bit it.
“Shh, Yam, we have to be quiet.”
“Then shouldn’t we be doing this somewhere else?” Neteyam asked, slowly grinding on Aonung.
“It’d take too much time, and I want you right now.”
“I can call Naya to take us to the willow tree.”
Aonung widened his eyes, “No! Uh no. We’ll be fine here.”
Neteyam gave him a confused smile, “Nungie, why are you being weird?” His smile turned playful, “Or do you like the risk? Want them to hear how you make me scream.”
Aonung flushed, suddenly feeling much more aroused. Neteyam giggled as he kissed his lover, pulling lightly on his hair.
“I want to ride you.” Neteyam voiced.
Aonung almost choked on his saliva. “What?” He questioned, blushing profoundly at the image appearing in his head.
“Let me clarify. I want to plaster my hands on your chest as I move up and down on your dick.”
Neteyam had always been demanding during intercourse but it never failed to make Aonung flustered.
“Do you want that too?” Neteyam smirked, giving him a fake questioning look. “Well, if you don’t, I guess we can just-“
“I want you now.”
“So do I.” Neteyam gave him a smirk. He rocked his hips onto Aonung’s.
They both let out a breathy moan. Smiling at their mutual reactions.
Neteyam shivering when he felt Aonung’s fingers glaze over his body. His large hand glided down his stomach until it hit his clothed member. Neteyam grinded into it for a moment before Aonung moved it to swiftly untie Neteyam’s loincloth.
Aonung lifted his finger for Neteyam to suck on as he watched, loving the way Neteyam stared at him the whole time.
Even with the lewd action, Aonung felt a wave of fondness wash over him.
Aonung took his fingers out of Neteyam’s mouth as he stared into his eyes, a smile rising on his face.
Neteyam looked at him with a confused smile. Tilting his head to the side, he asked, “What?”
Aonung just breathed out a laugh, “Sorry… I just love you so much” Aonung said, caressing Neteyam’s face.
Neteyam’s smile grew. Neteyam leaned forward until their foreheads were touching, “I love you too.”
They kissed passionately, Aonung moving his wet fingers down Neteyam's spine until he started to moan.
After Aonung was done working Neteyam up, he moved his hands to Neteyam’s hips, lifting him up, lining himself up and guiding him down, taking all of Aonung in.
Aonung groaned loudly into Neteyam’s ear, who in turn moaned, moving his hands to hold on to Aonung’s ‘big’ shoulders, according to Neteyam.
Aonung bit Neteyam’s neck as they moved in sync.
Neteyam’s head leaned back as he cradled Aonung’s head, moaning. Aonung glanced up at Neteyam with a smile. The shine shown through the leaves and gracing Neteyam’s face.
Neteyam moved his hand back to Aonung's shoulders and pushed, Aonung following the movement to lay back.
Aonung’s breathe caught in his throat as he looked at Neteyam.
From this angle, the sun showed right behind Neteyam’s head.
“Beautiful” he whispered.
Neteyam’s moves stuttered as he smiled down at Aonung. Going in for a kiss as he started to move faster.
“Nga yawne lu oer (I love you)” Neteyam moaned. “le’aw aynga. (Only you)”
At that, Aonung moaned, grabbing Neteyam’s hips as he pounded up into him.
Neteyam plastered his hands on Aonung’s chest, his moves becoming frantic.
“Nungie, I’m close.” Neteyam whined.
“Me too.” Aonung said as he lifted to a sitting position. “Come here.”
Neteyam obeyed as he wrapped his legs around Aonung’s torso, clawing at his back when Aonung moved one of his hands to stroke Neteyam.
“Ah~” Neteyam moaned, smashing his lips onto Aonung’s, not wanting to be too loud.
Aonung groaned into Neteyam’s mouth as he came hard, Neteyam following suit, full body clenching as they moaned into each other's mouths.
They continued to sloppily kiss, embracing each other.
It was a few moments later when they stopped kissing and just enjoyed looking at each other.
Comfortable silence fell upon them as they laid together. Cherishing each other's presence.
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It was night when Lo’ak heard the whispers of Aonung and Neteyam. They always tried to be sneaky but they laughed way too much not to be heard.
He was super tired today because he had to fend off around 5 Na’vi from going to the beach.
He heard Neteyam and Aonung whisper a soft “love you” to each other before Neteyam entered their house.
When Neteyam got closer and sat in his hammock that Tuk was laying in, Lo’ak spoke up. “Hey bro.”
Neteyam turned to give him a smile, “Why are you still up?”
“Well, you two are never quiet when you return, always “I love you” “No, I love you more”.” Lo’ak mimicked.
“Ha, be quiet Lo’ak.” Neteyam giggled, moving Tuk so he could lay down. Once he did, Tuk immediately curled into him.
“I hope you had fun today Neteyam, you deserve it.” Lo’ak said lightly as he looked up at the ceiling. After not hearing a response, Lo’ak looked over to his brother’s hammock and found him staring with a fond smile.
“Thank you Lo’ak.”
“Any time bro.”
“Geez, go to sleep guys”, Kiri spoke up from her hammock. “But I am also glad you had fun today Neteyam.”
Lo’ak grumbled before they all ‘silently’ laughed.
As the rest of them fell asleep, Lo’ak once again stared at the ceiling, silently sighing.
‘This is nice. Everything’s going according to plan. Their home is almost ready, Aonung is almost done, soon they’ll be-‘
His eyes automatically widened, ‘Are they gonna have a wedding?!? Surely Aonung doesn’t know what that is but what if Neteyam wants one? Our father had always told us about his wedding and how foreign it was to our mom and our people.”
Suddenly, Lo’ak’s smile grew. ‘Well, well, well. My services are once again needed.’
He laughed silently before being startled by a light punch on his arm.
He turned his head and looked at Kiri with a glare.
“You’re planning something stupid aren’t you.” She whispered.
“It’s not stupid.” Lo’ak countered.
“Maybe, but your execution of it always is.” She glared at him.
“We’ll see.”
“Yes we will.”
They both laid in silence before Kiri spoke up. “You’re gonna ask for my help aren’t you.”
“... maybe.” Lo’ak spoke shyly
Kiri sighed out before turning to lay on her side, facing him as she got comfortable. “Okay, you can’t blame me for being worried so can you at least tell me what it is you're planning so I can go to sleep peacefully.”
Lo’ak feigned a hurt expression. “You think too low of me.” He then turned on his side to face her as his smile grew, uttering his next words so quietly that Kiri had to read his lips. “I’m gonna plan Neteyam and Aonung’s wedding.”
Kiri’s eyes widened. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Lo’ak’s smile faltered. “What? I think it’s a good idea.”
“Last time you thought something was a good idea… Did you even ask if Neteyam wants one?”
At Lo’ak’s silence, she knew her answer. She sighed and shook her head. “How about this? I will bring it up to Neteyam tomorrow while you go to Aonung and ask him how he feels about the wedding.”
“You’d do that for me?” Lo’ak put on his puppy eye expression.
Kiri just stared at him blankly. “I am doing this for Neteyam’s happiness.”
“Fair enough.” Lo’ak responded.
After another moment of silence passed them, Lo’ak spoke again. “You have to admit it’s a pretty good idea though.”
“... I guess.” Kiri responded as she fought a smile from forming on her face.
Lo’ak looked at her as he silently laughed. “Thank you, Kiri.”
“Yeah, yeah. Where would you be without me?” She joked.
They laughed before they got comfortable on their cots.
Saying their silent goodnights, they both drifted off to their peaceful sleep.
On the other hand, Neteyam was wide awake as he blushed profoundly.