Bleeding Hearts

Bleeding Hearts

Part 5

Everything in italics is the Na'vi language

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Five fingers is how you spot them.

They may have our skin color, our height and our queues, but they have the hands of a human and their hatred. They carry weapons that can eliminate us within seconds.

Even killing children is not out of the question for them.

"Stay close," I murmured, watching the demons closely as they looked through the shack and came across the suit and body of Colonel Quaritch.

And my blade in his skull.

The tallest male bent down and touched the arrows that had killed him. The feathers and craft were of Neytiri, but then he noticed the hilt of the dagger. He pulled it out, exposing the black dagger that I made from a baby Thanators tooth. They shed their baby teeth for their adult ones, which I used for almost all my blades.

His ears went downwards, and I almost smiled.

That's right, demon.

Be afraid.

I touched my radio, "Jake, how much longer?"

"Just a few minutes. Stay with the kids."

"Of course," I confirmed, getting uncomfortable with how close they were getting.

"Tuk, get on my back," She nodded, climbing onto me and clinging. Her small nails slightly dug into my shoulders from fear as I slowly started to back away.

"Children, we need to go," They nodded, backing away as quietly as we could before getting up.

I'm a skxang.

I should not have allowed them to be here.

"You're going to be in so much trouble!" Kiri spoke quietly towards Lo'ak.

"It's almost eclipse! Come on," I said, getting in front of them before turning back around.

But we should have never even stayed to look. I heard a rustle in front of me and my eyes widened.

"Run!" I yelled, but it was too late. The woman tried to grab Tuk from my back, but I was quick and sliced her hand.

This dagger was one of Sezes' teeth. My sister and I had identical ones so she could remember her.

And sharpening them was the correct move as her hand immediately began to bleed profusely and she cried out.

"Stay away!" I hissed, bearing my teeth as the boys pulled out their bows, and we all backed together.

"Drop it!" They kept commanding, but I kept my guard up. One hand was on Tuk while my other held my blade up in front of me.

"Ninat'ia, you need to drop it."

My ears went up as I looked at my nephews and saw that they had surrendered their weapons.

"No! I need to protect your sister!"

"Kiri," Lo'ak looked behind me and I followed his gaze. One of the demons had Kiri, and was holding her by her queue.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

I lowered my weapon and held my hands up, and I had to stop myself from crying out when I felt Tuk being torn from my back.

My queue, like the rest of the children, was grabbed and forced my head up. My eyes were frantic, watching the children being forced to their knees.

"Mawey, Tuktirey. Mawey," I told her, but she was still crying as they tugged on her queue.

"Mawey-"

"Shut up!" The demon shouted, tugging on my queue and I hissed.

"Now what have we got here," Their leader, I had assumed, had started as his eyes scanned the scene before him. He had rested his gun down, laying at his hip.

"Colonel, check it out. Four fingers. We got a half breed," The demon had held up Kiris fingers.

No.

The demon called Colonel then looked over to Lo'ak.

"Show me your fingers," He instructed, to which Lo'ak held them up in an unseemly manner.

The demon smiled, "You're his, aren't you?"

He knows Jake.

Lo'ak hissed, bearing his teeth.

"You're his, alright," His hand grabbed Lo'ak by his queue and pulled him.

"Let him go!" I shouted, my tail whipping around, but the demon held a knife to my queue.

"Where is he?"

"Sorry, I don't speak English. . .with idiots," Lo'ak growled.

"Where is your father?!" The demon spoke our language and yanked on his queue.

All he did was growl and hiss.

"Really? You want to play it this way?" He gave Lo'ak back to the other demon before heading towards Kiri.

With a knife.

"Hey! No! Don't touch her!" Spider screamed, thrashing around as my heart raced.

"Stay away!" I yelled, but all I got was mindless threats before the Colonel looked at Spider.

No.

No, no, not him.

"Spider, mawey. Mawey, my son," I looked at him, scared to death that this would be the time he would go to Eywa.

"I'll try and stop thi-"

"Shut the fuck up!" The demon then held the knife at my throat, drawing blood.

"What's your name, kid?" He observed him.

"Spider. . .Socorro," He replied, his chest rising up and down frantically.

The demon made a hand signal and he released Spider. He knelt down to look at him closer.

"Miles?" He asked carefully.

"Nobody calls me that," Spider immediately retorted.

"Well, I'll be damned. I figured they sent you back to Earth," He recognized my son, and that scared me.

Because it meant that the demon before me should be dead.

With my knife in his skull.

"You can't put babies in Cryo, dipshit."

It's him.

"Let him go! Please, he is human!" I pleaded in my best English only to get the knife pressed harder onto my skin.

His eyes jumped to me quickly, and they held a sense of disbelief as he got closer to me. His demon hand went up to my face and grabbed my chin, staring into my eyes.

"Speak again," He said, curiosity in his voice.

"Please, let Spider go," His eyes widened.

"Colonel, you recognize her?" One of them asked.

"What's your name?"

Just obey, and perhaps he may release them.

"Ninat'ia," He released my chin and got back up, his eyes on me as he touched his neck for the radio.

"Iron Sky, this is Blue," He said, his gaze still on me.

A female voice mumbled through, but I could not hear it fully.

"We're bringing in high value prisoners, and I need to put in a DNA request when we arrive for one of them," He explained while staring at me.

Almost staring into my soul.

"Auntie, I'm scared," Tuk sniffled as they began to move us.

"Mawey. I will protect you all, I promise. I'll tear out their throats with my teeth if they hurt you."

Merry Christmas, happy seventh day of Hannikah, and happy holidays!

Bleeding Hearts

Part 4

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"There you are."

Lo'ak yelped as he fell face first onto the ground, his weight being thrown back by a singular arrow.

"Aunt Ninat?" Kiri tilted her head as I jumped from my tree and tore the arrow from Lo'aks undergarment.

"Look how easy it was for me to find you all. Think about how easy it will be for those demons out there," Jake had asked me to watch over the children as they ventured outside today.

"It won't be easy because none of them are blood thirsty Na'vi," Lo'ak groaned as he got up, feeling embarrassed.

"Hi Ninat’ia!"

"Hello Spider," I smiled, kneeling down and connecting his forehead to mine.

"How is the mask? Is it too tight? You had that problem a week ago," I felt like Spider is my own son. He spends the most time with us and I have been fond of him since he was a baby.

"It's better now, ma," And he called me his mother. Even though we are not the same species, he is my son.

"Are you going to come with us, Auntie?" Tuk asked, her hand grabbing my thumb.

"Where are you going?" I asked them, bending down so she could climb on my back.

"Just. . .around," Lo'ak shrugged.

"That's strange because the old shack is not far from here," They exchanged a look towards one another.

"That is strange," Miles agreed, and Kiri rolled her eyes.

"Come on, let's go," I rolled my eyes, keeping Tuk on my back as I started walking.

"Wait, you're serious?" Kiri questioned, running up to my side.

"That place holds many memories for your parents, but most importantly, it is abandoned. No sky people would think to remember it," I explained

And if my memory is correct, my blade is still there.

It was a place of anger for me.

And it was time to move on.

After Neytiri struck down the Colonel, I could not contain my own anger. He had taken everything from us - from me.

So in my blind anger, I grabbed the blade I made for my father and stuck it in the Colonel's head. It was the first dagger I had made and father loved it so he kept it by him always. When he passed, he told Neytiri to give it back to me as no Na'vi going to Eywa had any use for it.

It was time to take it back. Take it from his skull and pass it onto a new part of me - someone who is pure and better than I was.

"Spider," I called to him, and he looked up at me.

"Before you, I used to be a very angry Na'vi. I hated humans. They took my sister, my father, and they held nothing but hate in their hearts. But what I had learned was that no matter what species, you are not born with that. You are born with curiosity and you are taught by those around you," He was staring up at me with those same big eyes that I first saw when he was a baby.

So small and so precious.

"So I will pass on my hatred into love, and I will give it to you," He looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

"The first dagger I made, I gave to my father. When he died, I buried it in a place of hate. Now, it will be yours," His face broke out into a wide grin.

"Really?!"

"You're like my son. Who else would I give it t-" My ears flicked upwards at the sounds of multiple males and a female speaking.

"Get down!" I hissed, dragging them onto the floor behind some shrubs.

Lo'ak grabbed Tuk off of my back and I knelt down on all fours, my head tucked downwards as I peered at these people.

They are not Na'vi.

They are demons.

"What do we do?" Kiri questioned, her hand on my shoulder as my gaze turned to Lo'ak.

"Call your father, and if the demons come, then blood will spill."

10/10, and yes he is a biter

Concupiscent * Miles Quaritch

Pairing : Recombinant Colonel Quaritch/ Gn Reader (how he fucks his s/o)

Word Count : 585

Warnings : Minors DNI, Description of sex, swearing, no spoilers for ATWOW.

I have lots to say about Recom Quaritch in bed, and when I think of sex with quaritch, I don't picture him as a soft, gentle and chary sex partner, no. I see a sharp witted recom na’vi who teases you to no end, he's rude, arduous and isn't afraid to let you know what he wants and how he wants it. And what's so frustrating about it is how easily you give in, unable to turn a blind eye to that body and sexy voice. Another thing that's so frustrating is that your partner has absolutely NO filter, and he's so smooth about it (unless obviously it's something the both you agreed to to not bring up in bed) he says the most atrocious things, explains in detail how he's going to fuck you with his large hand wrapped around your throat, and somehow it comes out perfectly suave and unstilted.

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"Feels good doesn't it, sweetheart?" The recombinant pauses his licking to nip at your inner thigh, sharp teeth itching to sink into your soft sensitive flesh. You whine and huff loudly, your calf coming up to push his head closer to the problem at hand.

"Don't be petulant." Quaritch hisses, shoving your leg away with his shoulder. "I can leave you here to suffer on your own, y'know, all needy and valuable." He laughs almost manically at your alarmed expression.

"Don't you dare! I'd fucking kill you."

He slaps his palm against your hot pudendum, causing you to shout profanity. "I'd like to see you try.."

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Quaritch gives oral for himself, not for you. With his new size and strength, there are endless amounts of opportunities, his tongue now longer and thicker, and arms now stronger, he forces you in the most obscure positions while he eats you out. His obnoxiously loud slurping would embarrass you if you weren't so distracted with how ethustiasclly you were rutting against his face, he sounds almost barbaric with his lewd groans and moans. He's scarily skillful and accurate, sucking on your parts just right to have you mewling and crying in ecstasy

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While Quaritch may not have a daddy kink, he sure as hell does have an authority kink. You address him as sir and nothing more, (occasionally he'll be nice and let you call him whatever you'd like) Speaking of which, the recom has a wide variety of pet names for you, ranging from, Sweetheart, Sweetie, my Lovely (ALONE ONLY Lol), Play thing/Pet, Tiny etc.

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Even if you both aren't quote on quote being "freaky in the sheets" that doesn't stop quaritch from being very touchy feely with you, alone or in public, he's not a huge fan of PDA but he'll always have a hand on your hip, the small of your back or just standing really close to you. Alone, he's worse, he slides his hands under your clothing and squeezes whatever he can get his hands on.

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One word, Missionary, it's a simple and common position but that doesn't make it any less pleasurable, this position gives him total control and give you little to none, and he LOVES IT, he likes it when you keep your shirt on so he has something to grab and pull you down with. Not to mention had a perfect view of your face and throat, which means he can lean down to suck and bite as much as he pleases.

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Thank you for the lovely request @smokeywhalee I hope you don't mind the altercations!

fun fact: he actually cares

Hey friend!! Really like your writing. Wondering what the next update will be :)

You Are Mine is taking awhile because I've decided to make two more parts instead of one. Bleeding Hearts should have an update by tomorrow