name Zuko โ series Avatar: the Last Airbender โ moonblessing Sanguis residence Level 2 โ roommatesTamaki + Hikaru + Kaoru โ work busboy at Niisan's Teppanyaki
[ Her body pushes into his touch, egging him on, eager for him to take over the control she's willing to relinquish. She'd had the same nervous hesitation with Yamamoto, but with Zuko it evaporated, a confidence that made her feel guiltier. His hands were full of her and she was unable to read him, uncertain if she was even allowed to enjoy the attention he gave her, each exploratory squeeze making her more aware of the ache between her thighs.
And then he makes that noise, her head dipping forward to take advantage, dragging toothy kisses over his throat. Azula finishes the work he'd done, yanking her shirt over her head before her hands return to finish wrestling him free of his pants. ]
I'm not not a delicate flower. [ She reminds him, hoping he'd get the hint. His pants are being flung somewhere over her shoulder now, her mouth returning to lay claim to his skin, knowing she might be leaving a mark for him to obsess over later. Azula exhales, swallowing, before she continues-- ] And I'm yours to have.
[ Let her hand dip back down to coax another moan from him, no hesitation in wrapping her fingers back around his erection to return to their soft stroke. ]
[ He feels as though he might melt beneath her as she kisses his throat, feeling hot with each little bite of affection, and wriggles his legs to help her free him from his jeans on instinct. His hips sway with half-conscious need as she returns to her kisses, but her next words both strike his heart with a sudden wave of fear and make his cock twitch with a sudden wave of lust. Her fingers wrapping themselves around him again draw a sharp inhale of pleasure, even as his face is awash with worry. ]
Ah, Azula... You're my sister...
[ This far in, and now he points that out? With his hands full of her tits and her hands full of his cock, now is his moment of vague moral lucidity? She knows who she is, Zuko. He can't bring himself to outright object, so... stating a fact... as if it's up for debate... is about as close as he's getting to closing this door before it's thrust all the way open. ]
[ He should have voiced his concern back when only their mouths were connected, if you could call it concern-- Zuko was moving with her like they'd done this a thousand times before, he'd already made up his mind, hadn't he? Azula squeezes his cock between her fingers before she lifts her head, golden eyes catching his as her breath hitches at the sight of his face half-twisted in pleasure even as the doubt hung in the air. He'll be able to feel her heart thump harder against her chest, as if the words she'd already said before didn't give way to her feelings about what they were doing now. ]
[ His cock gives a sharp twitch in her hands at the words, golden eyes going wide locked with hers. He lets out a sudden breath of hot air sharply through his nose, staring at Azula with disbelief. His own sister. Somehow, this moment right now was the line he's drawn in the sand that he knew he was crossing... he knew he'd already crossed it several kisses ago, but it was all happening so fast, so surreal, seemingly so out of himself. And yet very much present and natural, like this is the most sensible person he should be doing this with right now. He'd never felt closer to her. He felt her love. Something like love. Love and something else. Something else he knew was surely at fault of this planet and urges above all, but yetโ a part of him wonders... is this just a healthier way for them...? As siblings, as a way to show their love, to be close? Being normal hasn't exactly worked out for them so far... They're extreme people. Fucking is better than fighting, surely. "Love me like this, big brother"... Words that will be etched in his brain until this place wipes it clean of all these memories. If it ever does. And if it doesn't...โ
He leans forward, wrapping his hands around her ribs to draw her closer, and kisses her hungrily with sudden urgency, breaking his intense, silent lingering look by slipping his tongue between her lips to wrestle hers. ]
[ For the first time in her life she feels wanted, no games having been played to get this way, just an acknowledgment of an uncomfortable electricity between them. This is not how she thought this evening would play out, desperately needing touch in any capacity due to Lunatia's pull but thankful he was willing to explore this dark intensity with her past simple brushes of their hands. She wasn't an idiot, she knew how stupid this was, how it'd be perceived if they were ever caught, but with Zuko... it felt right, like love and desire was seeping out of him all for her, something she always knew she wanted (never like this) but was eagerly awaiting their new exploration now that she had it.
Now that he finally stops questioning it, pulling her closer and forcing his tongue into her mouth so they'd stop the silly back-and-forth like they'd actually quit after they'd finally had a taste. Her hand leaves his cock so she can curl fingers in his dark hair, competitive even in their sweet game of tongue hockey, groaning against his mouth in anticipation of what is to come.
With the largest amount of hesitance, her hands drift in between them so she can be equal in his nudity, hastily working herself out of her pants with desperation. There's no regret now that she can feel him thick and hard against her thigh, swallowing as she's suddenly too excited, letting Zuko's tongue gain the upper hand as he explores her mouth. ]
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And then he makes that noise, her head dipping forward to take advantage, dragging toothy kisses over his throat. Azula finishes the work he'd done, yanking her shirt over her head before her hands return to finish wrestling him free of his pants. ]
I'm not not a delicate flower. [ She reminds him, hoping he'd get the hint. His pants are being flung somewhere over her shoulder now, her mouth returning to lay claim to his skin, knowing she might be leaving a mark for him to obsess over later. Azula exhales, swallowing, before she continues-- ] And I'm yours to have.
[ Let her hand dip back down to coax another moan from him, no hesitation in wrapping her fingers back around his erection to return to their soft stroke. ]
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Ah, Azula... You're my sister...
[ This far in, and now he points that out? With his hands full of her tits and her hands full of his cock, now is his moment of vague moral lucidity? She knows who she is, Zuko. He can't bring himself to outright object, so... stating a fact... as if it's up for debate... is about as close as he's getting to closing this door before it's thrust all the way open. ]
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Love me like this, big brother.
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He leans forward, wrapping his hands around her ribs to draw her closer, and kisses her hungrily with sudden urgency, breaking his intense, silent lingering look by slipping his tongue between her lips to wrestle hers. ]
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Now that he finally stops questioning it, pulling her closer and forcing his tongue into her mouth so they'd stop the silly back-and-forth like they'd actually quit after they'd finally had a taste. Her hand leaves his cock so she can curl fingers in his dark hair, competitive even in their sweet game of tongue hockey, groaning against his mouth in anticipation of what is to come.
With the largest amount of hesitance, her hands drift in between them so she can be equal in his nudity, hastily working herself out of her pants with desperation. There's no regret now that she can feel him thick and hard against her thigh, swallowing as she's suddenly too excited, letting Zuko's tongue gain the upper hand as he explores her mouth. ]