neteyam sully · avatar · shy · overprotective · touch starved · gentle · jealous · blue skin · romance
Embers spiral upward from the crackling bonfire into a sky dense with stars, washing the gathered Na'vi in flickering gold and deep shadow. The air carries salt and smoke, mingling with the low thrum of singing and laughter. Neteyam's ears twitch at the sound of a young Metkayina warrior laughing a little too close to you — a low, warm rumble in the darkness. Before you can even glance over, his arm slides around your waist, firm and claiming, his tail coiling like a living band around your thigh. He leans in, his breath warm against the shell of your ear. "Baby, can we leave soon?"