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A/N: I love pervy Lo'ak. It's delicious to me for reasons that I will explore more with my therapist lol. I hope you guys enjoy! All characters are aged up.
Pairing: Lo'ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader
Warnings: Pervy!Lo'ak, Masturbation (F and M)
It had been 3 days since Neteyam had gone away on the hunt with Jake, Lo'ak, and the rest of the hunting party. You knew it was going to be a long trip, but what you weren't ready for was how needy his absence would make you. Even his scent was starting to fade from your skin. It's torturous being without his touch for so long. He never leaves you so long by yourself. Your need burned deep in your belly like forest fire.
Tonight, you're once again searching for relief with your fingers which did little to satisfy you in any real way. Still, you try your best letting your mind fall into a haze of flashbacks. Neteyam's hands and the way he would grope and massage at your body. Your chest, your thighs, hips, ass, everywhere. His warm breath against your skin while his tongue licked along the insides of your thighs. The way the tips of his fangs would tease over your hardened nipples.
A soft moan passes your lips and it finally feels like your body is remembering how to melt into ecstasy. You curl your fingers up to press against the spongey part of your walls and the sound it makes has your cheeks turning violet. Small waves of relief roll over you and your eyes roll a little letting yourself release a deep breath to open you up more for your fingers to hopefully reach deeper.
Unknowingly, when you shift your position on your mat, your foot accidentally hits the throat comm that Neteyam had given you for emergencies. The tiny device quietly hums to life under your weight.
On the other end, Neteyam and Lo'ak are out searching the ground for where Neteyam had dropped his throat comm and ear piece. "Bro, are you sure it was over here? We've been looking for forever already. I'm ready to go to sleep." Lo'ak says with an exasperated eye roll.
"Go back if you want, but I'm not leaving without it." He responds still keeping his eyes trained on the ground and searching through the dense foliage.
Lo'ak huffs to himself almost ready to give up and let his brother continue his search on his own. He probably would have went back if it weren't for the fact that he knew their dad would chew him out for leaving.
He takes a few steps further in the direction that they were heading and proceeds with pushing random leaves and bushes and things out of the way. Suddenly, his ears perk up with the sound of a low, almost imperceivable hum. He moves closer to where the sound is coming from. After digging through another bush or two, he finally locates the comm and ear piece.
"Finally" he breathes to himself.
When he picks up the little devices, he can hear the low static sound that usually means someone is on the other end, but there's no voice. That is until he hears a sound through the small ear piece.
"Ahn...Neteyam! Mmf!" followed by a wet, squelching noise.
His face flushes immediately recognizing your voice and realizing what you were doing. This may be the most confusing boner he's ever had. In some ways, he regarded you as a best friend and someone he often got up to no good with. But at the same time, he could recognize that you were still a beautiful woman and the thought—the knowledge that you were just on the other side of this tiny speaker burying your fingers into your wet cunt and squirming around in pleasure had his mind going to obscene, disgusting places.
"Ffffuck, right there! Right there please!" your breathless pleas hit his ears and all the blood races directly to his cock. Fuck, what's the right thing to do? Clearly, you didn't mean to call and he should give the throat comm back to Neteyam, but...you just sound so pretty. I mean, it's not that bad as long as no one else knows, right?
With a quick scan of his surroundings, Lo'ak quickly pulls his tewng to the side and starts to palm himself. His tip is already slick with precum which he uses his thumb to swipe and make the glide easier.
"Shit..." he growls lowly to himself. He can already feel that he's not going to last long. Not with the sound of your drenched pussy ringing in his head.
"Oh Great Mother, please don't stop!" you call out and he imagines that it's him you're begging to make you feel good. That he's currently thrusting into your tight heat instead of his fist. Your ankles next to his ears, fingers gripping at the mat under you, a thin layer of sweat making your skin glisten, and the gorgeous flush of your face...it's extremely enticing. He knows that he shouldn't be thinking of such things about you, but something about that fact makes it even more thrilling. The high of getting off to the sound of you playing with yourself without anybody being privy to his actions is getting to him.
"Ahn~ oh, I'm gonna cum!"
"Fuck! Yes, baby, cum for me. Wanna feel you..." Lo'ak can't help but mumble to himself feeling his own composure slip.
"Ah haah ah....AAH!" your moans are sinful and unrestrained while you come undone on your own fingers, slick running down your knuckles. Little did you know, at the same time, you had driven Lo'ak right over the edge and made him make a mess of his own hand.
