Ma Neteyam

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" That you have healing kisses?" still rubbing her thighs he said, " How about you bite me again so we can really test it out."

Once again he went for another kiss that she denied, pressing her finger against his lips she teased, " The only issue is, we know it works on you but perhaps not on others. How about you bring over an unconscious Lo'ak as you've mentioned before, and I test it out with him."

His smile dropped instantly, " Ha, ha. Very funny."

At his expression she kept on , " Oh should I try it with that boy I danced with the day of the festival. Entu was his name, he seemed kind and interested enough im sure he'd love to help."

As she was laughing Vareya let out a sharp yelp when he reached toward to hug her waist then turn them around. Neteyam was now above her, holding her hands down atop her head with the strength of one arm. He had to have known that she was just messing with him, yet the way his sour expression continued on showed that it still agitated him. A lot.

" Don't even joke around about that." he growled in her ear before surprising her with kisses and licks to her neck.

Vareya struggled the breathe but she still managed to let out a snarky comment, " What are you going to do flea? Bite me again?"

Neteyam froze, his movements coming to a sudden halt. Yet when his gaze met hers, there was nothing sweet about the way he stared. His golden- yellow eyes were practically nonexistent as his pupil was extremely enlarged, showing a mix of annoyance, desire, and pure primal anger.

Vareya couldn't decide if it sparked fear or exhilaration in her, but either way she couldn't help but squirm under him. Although his grip wasn't easing and with how weak she's feeling, whatever was to come, whatever he wanted to do, she was not going to fight it.

Neteyam leaned down to kiss her chest causing her to spasm from such a sensitive and bare area being touched so desperately. That didn't stop him, he continued on by dragging his lip to her neck, tracing his fangs along her jawline

His voice was hoarse when he grunted, " I would do so much more then leave a tiny bite on your neck, Vareya. I would cover your entire body with my marks, showing that you are mine and mine alone."

He captured her lips before she could even process what he had said, except this time there was nothing patient or tender about the kiss. He didn't wait for Vareya to show comfort in the newest technique they've started. His tongue slipped with hers, and although she's never done this with anybody and is sure Neteyam hasn't either, she was sure he was doing this better then perfect.

Something in the way he was teasing her with the movement, wrapping it around her own then adding bites and soft pecks in between made her feel as if she was flying. As if there was no better sensation then the one she was currently experiencing.

Just as he ripped free of their kiss, causing her to let out a pathetically high pitched whine, her ears suddenly shot up.

" Lo'ak." she unintentionally moaned, and Neteyam growled before spitting out...

" Alright, I get it already you can stop it now." he continued nibbling at her collarbone but she panicked.

" No you flea! Lo'ak!" she whisper yelled, yet when that still wouldn't get Neteyams attention, she had no choice but to resort to violence again. Using the remainder of the strength she had left, she let her arm go and fist collide to his face.

"Ak!" he screeched as she rolled him onto his stomach, pressed her foot on his back, and pulled one of his arms back into a very uncomfortable position. A move Neteyam would find impressive for how quickly and well she performed it, but right now all he wanted was to yell at her.