#avp imagines
Ya'jaur x Reader
Words: 2200
Warnings: Smut, predator x human relationship, alien pregnancy. If you don’t like these, please don’t proceed, also minors DO NOT interact!
Summary: Every clan leader Yautja was an extremely powerful one. They had to lead the clan, show the way to grow and rule. Some used that power and respect to do horrible things, others never broke the code.
A/N: The above picture is NOT mine! Full credit goes to the owner, it just inspired me to write and create Ya'jaur as a character!
Ya'jaur was a great leader, he brought in new traditions during his long life. Even long before you knew about them, he had already been a leader.
And just as other yautja, he kept trophies. Skulls of their enemies. But Ya'jaur was different, he kept a trophy no other yautja ever, he kept you.
He kept you alive, at the time you thought it was to punish you, took you years to realize why he kept you.
Ya'jaur was big, scary, spikey and rough. Every time he was in the same room as you, you could swear he could kill you in a simple motion if he wanted to.
But he never did.
During your first week, or what you assumed to be a week, you tried to escape, run and leave, but you were never able to. It always ended up with him dragging you back to his home. Often with minor injuries due to the traps around the clan’s home.
And once you realized there was no use in running, you just wanted him to kill you. Finish your suffering and just kill you. But no matter how much you tried, how angry you made him, he never once hurt you.
What he usually did when he wanted to teach you a lesson, you wouldn’t see him for days. Well, days on that planet were confusing. But you didn’t see him for longer periods of time. And again, at that time you didn’t even know that was a form of punishment.
The first thing you realized, finally something you understood was when three of them came in, made you wear this crazy leather and bone necklace-like thing and brought you outside.
As you looked around, you quickly realized what this was. It was a wedding.
All members of the clan gathered, everyone just looking at you and Ya'jaur.
You didn’t understand their language, but the signs were clean.
You were about to get married to Ya'jaur.
But you knew better than to run. So, all you did was stand there and behaved. You wondered what this meant. Why did he marry you, did he choose you? You wondered if now you had some kind of authority, wouldn’t they be angry that a primitive being like you is the one chosen by their leader?
And why did everyone look so happy? Well, as happy as their mandibles and face structures allowed.
By the end of the day, you were the clan leader’s wife.
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Years passed.
But you never aged.
You weren’t sure if it was the climate or the food they gave you.
But you just stopped ageing.
Your husband, mate Ya'jaur and you lived what you assumed a normal yautja life.
You slowly learned a couple of words, you knew his name, you knew that he understood you a little as well.
And he was no longer rough.
Ya'jaur took good care of you. Always make sure you were comfortable before he did anything. Let that be sleeping in the same bed, eating or even sex.
Sex for them was almost the same. He dominated you every time, never allowing you to take the lead. But he knew your limits. He knew how to push your boundaries and please you. It made you think if he had done some research or not.
After the many years you spent with the yautja, you learned a lot about their culture. And you knew you never wanted to go back to Earth. You were happy there.
With your mate, Ya'jaur.
You were the clan leader’s wife, which meant almost nothing. You were there just to be pretty and put on the leather-bone collars or dresses they made for you. It was their way of showing their loyalty, giving the leader’s mate gifts and seeing her wear them filled the yautja with great pride.
Took you a long time but you realized just how much you cared for them.
But most importantly you cared for Ya'jaur. Every time he left for a hunt, he would come to you, say his goodbye and you knew it meant he might not come back. But he always did. Every single time.
Yes, there were times when he came back with injuries, minor or major, you were always by his side.
Over the years, you learned to love this creature. Even if you couldn’t give him an heir, you two cared deeply for each other.
One day, you sat around the fire with everyone, they were chatting, you assumed sharing stories of their hunts, you understood words like, prey, run and hide.
You watched as the young ones played around behind them.
Then a female came over to you, you forgot her name but you have seen her. Her belly was huge, you knew she was about to give birth, and she did. She came over and handed you his youngest one.
This was almost like a ritual to them. They needed your approval to accept the newest addition. You, unfortunately, made the mistake of not understanding it before and you lost a little one. You never forgive yourself for that.
So, when she handed you her little one, you took the chance and watched it. Small mandibles, at least the younger versions didn’t look as angry as the grow-ups, they were cute if you were honest. It started reaching out to you, you smiled and nodded at her. Giving your approval for a strong new member. She nodded and took her child back.
These interactions were normal. But lately, they made you realize what you cannot have or give.
You didn’t know that Ya'jaur watched you closely during this interaction.
Every night you slept by his side. He liked to keep you close. You knew in his eyes you were a weak human, but there was something about the way he held you.
It made you feel a kind of safety you knew no one could ever provide for you. You started running your hands, up and down his side, finding his scars. From many, you healed him or rather helped him heal.
Ya'jaur healed very quickly, his species did too.
After the event at the fire, everyone headed back to their homes. You did too, following your mate as he walked in front of you.
You looked up at the sky, seeing the other planets and the four moons.
How can you call this place home?
Easy, because he was here.
Once you were back, you took a quick bath before joining him in bed, he was laying there, looking at the ceiling, as if he was in deep thought. You knew him by now, even if you didn’t understand what he was saying, you knew his behaviour.
“Something’s troubling you.” You said. He moved his head, looking at you, eyes boring into you. You undid your robe, opening it to reveal your naked body. “Do you want to?” you asked and he moved, but instead of pulling you to the bed as he usually did, he closed your robe back up and laid back on the bed, pulling you to his chest to sleep.
This never happened before. He was always down for a good time. Something must trouble him very badly. You wanted to help, but you didn’t understand him, all you could do was let him hold you.
The next day, your mate took you to the healer yautja. You have seen him before when you got sick. They talked for a long amount of time, you didn’t understand a single word. They both kept on looking at you and talking more.
Then Ya'jaur looked at you, and he looked, hopeful? Happy? For someone who cannot express themselves much, his eyes were a dead giveaway.
“What?” you asked but then the healer came back with a syringe in hand. “Umm.” You pulled away. “Why?” you tried to keep your communication to the minimum so Ya'jaur would understand. He then said one word. One that you understood perfectly and the best translation of that word is,
“Baby.”
You looked at him shocked.
“What?” Just as the healer was about to give you the shot, you pulled away. “I don’t want it! Just because I looked at the little one? What is that anyway?”
“Strong. For baby.” He said. Oh.
“Oh.” Then you just let it happen. Ya'jaur hoped to get you strong so he can get you pregnant? So you could carry his child?
You couldn’t say no to that. Even if you had your doubts.
Ya'jaur did not hesitate. Getting right to the point as if it was his mission to get you pregnant.
It was strange because he never behaved like this, he never went to the healer to give you something so you could carry a young one.
You didn’t complain though, you would be a liar if you said you didn’t think about it. Getting pregnant was something you really wanted to, you wanted to be a mother, you were just not sure how.
And now here he was.
Ramming into you like an animal in heat, pounding you to the max, filling you and making sure his seed took.
And it did. Really soon it did.
You were pregnant in a short time. You expected this pregnancy to be a strange one. Carrying something in your womb that was half-alien, might be a danger. Ya'jaur took you to the healers often. And as your belly grew, so did his protectiveness.
He didn’t let anyone close to you, he didn’t leave for hunts.
Which was a bit strange since from what you saw yautja didn’t really behave differently around their pregnant females. Males had different roles during and after pregnancy. Their role was mainly nothing. But there was your mate, caring for you, bathing with you, carrying you, bringing you food that you liked.
You feared giving birth. You didn’t know what might happen. Could a baby half yautja half-human survive? Could you survive?
Often late at night you laid in your bed and just feared these things, even when he joined you, one clawed hand on your belly, other holding you close, not even that helped to ease your mind.
But you should have known better than to believe your mate wouldn’t do something, anything to help you and ease your mind.
What he did was amazing, the day you went into labour, it was as if he knew that was happening. He didn’t leave your side.
And with their advanced medicine, you were in pain, yes, but not nearly as much as you should have.
And you gave birth.
To others, humans, this was a monster, but to you, your son. Who looked just like his father. Your little warrior.
Later that day, you were brought to the baths. You enjoyed the hot springs very much. From what you assumed, this was a place they all brought their new-borns. You smiled as you walked around in the warm water holding your son.
You talked to him, although he was barely even born. The warm water did help a lot with your abdominal pain.
“I love you more than anything. More than anyone I ever have. You mean the world to me. I’d die before I let anyone lay a single finger on you.” He had your eyes as he looked at you, you just noticed, it made you tear up a little. “You know Little One, you’ll need a name. A name worthy of a special little thing like you.”
“Ah'kei” you heard behind you. This is when you noticed your mate joined you in the water. “Name, Ah'kei”
“Ah'kei” you repeated and you actually liked it. “Perfect.”
You felt Ya'jaur move his arms around you as he pulled you close to himself in the water. You were at ease. Complete bliss. Happiness.
How you went from a trophy to a wife and now a mother it was beyond you.
Your memory hid all the horrible things, only remembering the good. You spent a long time here and you plan on staying a lot longer.
You had a family now, a son and your mate. A completely different life.
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