Starting New

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Chapter 13

That evening was mostly a celebration. I still felt unsure around these people. While it was obvious that Han and Dierdy would be welcomed into this new tribe, they were still unsure about us. Ishael did seem amazed at Jake’s abilities, or maybe it was Jake in general. She seemed to be infatuated with him. When we sat down to dinner that evening he just sighed and looked at me.

“I’m glad to have a break. She acts strange around me.”

“She likes you, Jake. I think she has a little crush.”

“I’m starting to wonder if her little seeing ability is really all that real or not.”

I furrowed my brow and poked idly at my food, “I don’t know Jake. She really didn’t seem all that surprised when you told her you were a Toruk Makto.”

“That’s true.”

We sat around the warm fire, glad to have each other’s company and glad for the rest. We watched the Na’vi dance around us. The sound of drums and shakers enticed the people and they gyrated to the beat. Ishael looked over at Jake while she danced with one of the warriors. She gave a rather sexual innuendo, her hand disappearing down the inside of her thigh and he turned to me with an eyebrow raised. I just laughed lightly and leaned on him for support.

“You always were popular with the ladies.”

“She’s embarrassing!” Jake argued, a slight dark blue color traveling up his neck.

When we finished eating, one of the warriors showed us where the hammock bunks were. We took a quickly bath and then went back to the dark hut. There were four bunks strung end to end in the hut, but luckily no one else there. I was eager to sleep. I was exhausted and so was Jake. I feebly climbed into the first one and Jake stared at me for a moment before crawling in beside me. We laughed as the hammock swayed from side to side but quickly settled in. It felt so good to have his warm body next to mine and to finally be off the cold ground. I was eager for sleep, but it seemed that Jake had other things on his mind. His lips moved to mine and he gently suckled on my lower lip. I leaned back onto the small hammock and allowed his advances.

I pulled his head closer to mine and intensified the kiss, pressing my tongue into his mouth and taking control. He hummed eagerly and I took the moment to turn us over slightly, so we were side by. I wrapped one arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer. Our hips grinded against each other and he moaned. Before we knew it, hands were grabbing, tugging at our loincloths for eager access. I discarded mine quickly and put my fingers around my mate’s cock. I licked his nipples and then moved down to his stomach, taking his whole cock into my mouth.

“Oh God…Norm…oohhh,” He moaned, pulling at my hair until he found the end and he made the connection.

We both gasped and I could feel his every emotion. He was desperate for me, needy almost. I suckled on his cock, pushing him onto his back. He moaned and gasped my name.

“Oh fuck…oh Norm. I’m coming…”

He didn’t last long and came suddenly into my mouth. I swallowed as much as possible and rested my head briefly on his thigh. I looked up at him through half rimmed golden eyes. He looked like he was practically asleep. I pushed myself up and kissed him on the side of the mouth. I pressed my still hard erection against his thigh.

“Jake?” I whispered against his neck.

“Huh?”

I ghosted my fingers across his chest and he opened his eyes again. The darkness of the hut made our skin glow light green and his eyes shone brightly.

“Can I be inside you tonight?”

I could feel him weighing the options through the bond. He wasn’t really comfortable with the idea, but I was curious. I sent him feelings of love and gentleness through our bond and he nodded at me.

“Okay.”
I leaned down over the side of the hammock and dragged my satchel closer to us. I pulled out the same lotion from a few days ago and poured some onto my hand. I looked at my Jake, who was hot and panting underneath me and just took a few moments to admire him. He shook me out of my stupor by grabbing my leg and trying to pull me closer.

“Norm. Come on,” He said, his hand going to pull on his own cock, “I can’t wait…”

I prepared him quickly, knowing he couldn’t wait much longer and neither could I. I pulled his legs around his waist and could feel his hesitation through our bond.

“It’s alright Jake,” I said softly, kissing his neck and then his mouth. I pressed forward slowly, allowing him to get used to the intrusion. I reached under me and caressed his cock, kneading it slowly. He relaxed for me then, groaning in my ear and clamping down on my own cock, “That better?”

“Much,” He said and held my face in his hands, “I love you Norm.”

I began a slow rhythm and leaned forward, capturing him in a kiss, “I love you, Jake.”

He gasped and arched as I hit his prostate. I tried to aim in that direction again and managed to touch it a few more times. His mouth hung open and he moaned, pulling me closer and finally getting used to my size in him. We kissed hungrily and he held me tightly around the waist. I came first, my climax quickly upon me. The rhythm picked up quickly and I gasped his name, collapsing on his chest. He came only moments later.

As he came off the high he gasped, not in sexual pleasure, but in surprise. He was looking over my shoulder. I whipped my head to the side and saw a shadow standing there. Ishael was standing near the doorframe, her eyes watching us inquisitively. She said something in her language, nodded once and left.

I exhaled and looked over at Jake, who was propped up on one elbow, “She was watching us?”

“I don’t know why she would want to,” I said and lay down next to him. I curled up next to him and he wrapped an arm around me, “Maybe she realized you really were taken. She was trying to steal you away from me…”

He laughed and squeezed me. There was no door on the small hut, so our hammock swayed lightly in the breeze. I laid my head next to Jake’s and fell asleep.

I dreamt of the first time I used my avatar body. Jake and I had been the first to use them together. I was eager, curious to find how the new body worked. Jake was excited, impatient. He had wanted no direction of how to use the avatar. He had only wanted to try everything himself. I remember how we had first woken up, still in hospital gowns. Jake had been clearly amazed at his new legs. He had jumped off the table like a bat out of hell, knocking everything over in sight. And he was off.

“Come.”

I dreamt of when Jake was lost in the woods. Grace, Trudy and I searched for him for days, but he was nowhere to be found. Imagine our surprise when he woke up and told us he was with the Na’vi. I was flabbergasted and wondered how he had managed to even stay alive during that time. I was jealous, too. My dream had to be to meet the Na’vi and to be accepted as one of them.

“Come.”

My eyes opened in the semi-dark hut and met another pair of golden ones. As my eyes adjusted I realize it was Ishael. She looked down at our naked bodies and a wry smile appeared on her lips. I wondered briefly how she knew our language and then wondered if maybe “come” could possibly be universal.

“Come, Norm.”

“Okay,” I said impatiently, waking up Jake. She left for a moment only briefly and I quickly jumped out of the hammock and put my loincloth back on. Jake winced slightly as he leaned over, but followed my lead. I rubbed his lower back and we went out of the hut and followed Ishael across the camp. She stopped, threw open the cover to her teepee and urged us inside.

We were surprised to find that she was not alone in the teepee. There was another male there. He wore an elaborate headdress and many necklaces and adornments around his neck.

“I am Riso, the chief of the Mayogato,” he said and extended a hand of acceptance, “Ishael asks me to translate. She says it’s important.”

I was surprised to meet the chief and even more surprised that he spoke Omaticaya with barely an accent. Even last night, we hadn’t talked to him. We saw him speak briefly to Han and Deirdy, apparently welcoming them into the tribe, but nothing was said to us. It was early morning already, but the tribe had risen early. The people were already getting to work gathering and cooking for the day.

“Alright,” Jake said.

“I’ll translate what Ishael says,” He told us.

We just nodded and listened. She spoke quickly to Riso, her hands moving wildly as she talked.

“She says she didn’t believe you last night—when Han said you were mated before Eywa. Two males mated? It’s a very rare thing. But last night she saw you together mating. You were connected, bonded. She sees no future for you here in our tribe, but in another tribe she sees your future.”

I cleared my throat and shuffled, a bit embarrassed that she had witnessed something so intimate. Riso stopped talking and listened to her for a few more moments. We listened carefully, feeling this was important. I glanced over at Jake, who was sitting directly next to me with his feet crisscrossed. His brow was furrowed as he listened to what the chief had to say.

“There is a tribe further south in the mountains,” He began, taking a few moments to translate, “It is a tribe where there are no Ikran and there are no Pa’li. There are only Toruk.”

“Only Toruk?” Jake questioned, “How can that be?”

Riso translated and nodded, “Ishael says they aren’t rare in the mountains. They are plentiful and the many warriors ride them. They are very strong in battles.”

Jake and I listened, clearly amazed at what they were telling us. I half wondered if maybe Ishael was making it up.

“Ishael says this isn’t the only thing rare about this tribe. This tribe is mostly males. There was an…illness a few seasons back. Many women perished from this disease. It is a disease of the reproductive organs. There were some women left, but mostly men in this tribe.”

Riso stopped and listened to Ishael for while, occasionally nodding in agreement. I glanced over at Jake and wondered what they were saying and mostly wondering what my mate was thinking.

“The men became lonely after a while. There were so many warriors and hunters and not enough women. The males began to take other men as lovers. They were happier this way and performed better in battle and hunted more game. The chief allowed it. They thought it would be only a temporary solution, but it continued. More and more Na’vi men began to mate with other males. It became typical. Several seasons have now passed. There are more women now, but many men still find comfort in the arms of another male.”

“You’re saying there is really a tribe like this?” Jake asked, pursing his lips, “I have a hard time believing it.”

“Believe it Jake,” He said, his dialect making Jake’s name sound more like ‘Jack’, “Ishael says you belong there with your mate. It is the place for you.”

Jake shrugged slightly, “So where is this so called place?”

Ishael raised a hand and waved it slightly as she spoke. Riso translated slowly, to be sure we understood.

“It is a four day flight to the south. You must cross the sea and then fly higher into the mountains. It can be dangerous and the Leomatica people heavily guard their lands. You will know you are there when the sky turns violet at night and the Toruk fly with your own.”

“How do you know where they live? How do we know this place is real?” I asked.

His golden eyes turned on me, “When their women were sick, we sent supplies. I had the obligation of assisting the people there. I saw it with my own eyes.”

“How will we know they will accept us?” Jake asked.

“There is no guarantee, but you will more than likely be welcomed because of your connection to your Toruk and to your mate.”

“And when do you suggest we go there?”

“As soon as possible,” Riso replied.