Bakoda smut makes everything better! 8D
Theme: 79 Fuck
Pairing: Bato/Hakoda
Rating: M, borderline NC-17 (mostly because I fail at porn XD)
Summary: Part of my 100 Themes challenge (the smut gets it's own entry! >:D). After Bato reunites with the men, Hakoda can't hold back his desire any longer.
Warning: If the above information didn't give it away, there is male/male sexual interaction under the cut. It's not terribly graphic, but if it squicks you, DON'T READ IT. There, you've been warned.
A/N: I finally finished this after letting it sit for about a week. D: Sorry. I also apologize for any grammatical/spelling errors that might be in it, but I'm afraid that if I reread it, I'll simply become way too embarrassed to post it. This is only the fourth time I've attempted to write smut and I'm still very uncomfortable with how I think it sounds when I write it. But enough of me being whiny. XD I'll let you guys be the judges.
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It wasn’t unusual for Water Tribe men to pair off and sleep in a shared bed, especially not when they were far away from home due to war and in an almost desperate need for comfort and warmth. Not that any Earth Kingdom town they camped near was cold; it was far colder in the South Pole village they called home. But deep in the night, it paid to have the warm body of a close comrade nestled nearby; it was just enough to stave off the slight chill that came around in the early hours.
That was why none of the men questioned the fact that Bato and Hakoda chose to share a tent; several of the men had made the same decision. There wasn’t anything sexual about it. At least, that’s what Hakoda kept reminding himself of on a near nightly basis.
When they first began traveling, the desire only emerged every once and a while and was easily dismissed. But on some nights, he had such raging urges to seduce Bato and fuck him senseless. And there were some mornings where he would wake up, body flush against the taller man’s, painfully hard. Before he could give in to his inhibitions, he was able to focus and will his arousal away; he thanked the spirits he was blessed with excellent self-control.
But the desires grew in intensity and in occurrence as time went by. He was so close to telling Bato how much he wanted -needed- him when he became injured in battle. Seeing his friend in so much pain hurt him and the forced separation nearly killed him inside. After leaving the abbey, it took everything he had to stay focused on his duties.
When Bato finally healed enough to rejoin them, he was barely able to contain his excitement. All the warriors were glad to see their comrade returning, but Hakoda was absolutely ecstatic to have his second-in-command and best friend back where he belonged- at his side.
Soon after dark settled over the camp and the tribesmen began to turn in, Hakoda placed his hand on Bato’s uninjured shoulder. “Should we head to bed as well? We still have a lot to catch up on.”
Bato smiled as he stood from his place by the fire, gladly accepting a hand from the chief. “I take it you missed me?”
“More than you could possibly imagine.”
Bato began discussing his run-in with Sokka and Katara as they made their way to Hakoda’s tent. He was proud to hear that his children were helping the Avatar; he was overjoyed just to hear the sound of his best friend’s voice once again. As they dressed down and settled into the bed, they began reminiscing over their days as the village pranksters, laughing and teasing each other for the way they used to be- reckless and carefree.
After the laughter died down, a comfortable silence settled over them and remained for a moment before Hakoda hesitantly ran his fingers over the bandaged arm. “It still hurts, doesn’t it?”
“A little. But as long as I put as little pressure on it as possible, it’s really only a dull ache.” Bato offered a small smile, “The nuns said it should only be a few more weeks before the skin is healed enough to leave it undressed.”
“I’ll help you out with wrapping it up until then.”
“Thanks.”
The silence settled in again and, after a few minutes, Bato rolled over onto his good side, his back to Hakoda. After a moment of hesitation, Hakoda followed suit, rolling to face his friend’s back. Slowly, he closed the gap between their bodies until the were barely contacting; his arm slinked across the bandaged side, settling comfortably over the other’s abdomen. He could feel Bato tense up a little, turning his head to give a questioning stare to his comrade. He didn’t say anything, only waited until his friend relaxed and leaned a little into the hold.
He carefully propped himself up on his elbow and swept the hair away from Bato’s neck before dipping his head down to place a gentle kiss against the exposed flesh. Bato attempted to jerk away, startled, but Hakoda held him tightly against him.
“Hakoda?” Bato stared at him, eyes wide and cheeks tinged red. “What are you-?!”
The chief cut him off by covering his mouth with his own. He waited for the muffled protest to end before breaking the kiss. “I want you…”
“What?”
“I. Want. You.” He ran a hand down to Bato’s groin, groping the man’s stiffening erection through the cloth. Bato groaned as he was rubbed and threw his head back. Hakoda pressed a kiss against a high cheekbone, his voice barely more than a whisper, “You want me, too… right?”
Bato’s mind was reeling; he was attracted to Hakoda but… Strong fingers stroked him again, sending any resistance out of the window.
“Well?” Hakoda could feel Bato’s resolve crumbling as he slid his lips across the face to the ear, nibbling the lobe lightly; surely the attraction was mutual if he was giving in this easily.
“Ha-hakoda….” Bato placed his hand on Hakoda’s arm, gripping the wrist and directing it under his pants. He desperately wanted the contact and Hakoda was glad to oblige.
“I’ll take that as a yes…” He wrapped his hand around Bato’s penis, stroking it slowly, teasingly, enjoying the way his friend squirmed against him. The movement only aroused him more and he found himself rocking his hips against Bato’s still clad backside. The taller man’s mouth was parted slightly, breath escaping in heavy pants; Hakoda shifted slightly and kissed him again, slipping his tongue between those parted lips, dipping it in and out in time with his strokes.
Bato pressed back against Hakoda as close as he could. The touch felt too good, so much better than he had imagined it would. The mouth covering his was so hot, tasted so much like home., that he felt guilty breaking it as he threw his head back against Hakoda’s shoulder. He could feel his release approaching all too quickly.
The corner of Hakoda’s lip turned up as he realized just how close his friend was. He quickened his strokes and tightened his grip; he took such pleasure in the sounds Bato made as he came. He waited to remove his hand from under the now stained pants until after he felt tense muscles relax underneath him.
Bato’s body trembled slightly, the adrenaline slowly fleeing his body now; his eyesmet with Hakoda’s, locked, and shared a sentiment of pure desire for the other man. He could feel the lust practically radiating from Hakoda’s body; he could feel the chief’s hardness still pressing against him. He knew what Hakoda wanted.
Hakoda pressed his lips gently against the side of Bato’s face, hos voice velvety has he whispered against the skin. “I hope you know how hard it is for me not to just take you right no-”
Bato rolled his eyes slightly as he turned his head enough to kiss his friend. “I’m yours.”
***
It had been awkward and sloppy, but Hakoda found that he didn’t care. He drifted his hand over Bato’s chest, careful to avoid the fringes of the burn. He smiled at the sleeping form beside him, leaning down to ghost a kiss on his friend’s- no, his lover’s lips.
It had been awkward and sloppy, and probably would be for a while, until the two grew accustomed to the act, to the shape and feel of each other’s bodies. These things grow better with time.
Pairing: Bato/Hakoda
Rating: M, borderline NC-17 (mostly because I fail at porn XD)
Summary: Part of my 100 Themes challenge (the smut gets it's own entry! >:D). After Bato reunites with the men, Hakoda can't hold back his desire any longer.
Warning: If the above information didn't give it away, there is male/male sexual interaction under the cut. It's not terribly graphic, but if it squicks you, DON'T READ IT. There, you've been warned.
A/N: I finally finished this after letting it sit for about a week. D: Sorry. I also apologize for any grammatical/spelling errors that might be in it, but I'm afraid that if I reread it, I'll simply become way too embarrassed to post it. This is only the fourth time I've attempted to write smut and I'm still very uncomfortable with how I think it sounds when I write it. But enough of me being whiny. XD I'll let you guys be the judges.
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It wasn’t unusual for Water Tribe men to pair off and sleep in a shared bed, especially not when they were far away from home due to war and in an almost desperate need for comfort and warmth. Not that any Earth Kingdom town they camped near was cold; it was far colder in the South Pole village they called home. But deep in the night, it paid to have the warm body of a close comrade nestled nearby; it was just enough to stave off the slight chill that came around in the early hours.
That was why none of the men questioned the fact that Bato and Hakoda chose to share a tent; several of the men had made the same decision. There wasn’t anything sexual about it. At least, that’s what Hakoda kept reminding himself of on a near nightly basis.
When they first began traveling, the desire only emerged every once and a while and was easily dismissed. But on some nights, he had such raging urges to seduce Bato and fuck him senseless. And there were some mornings where he would wake up, body flush against the taller man’s, painfully hard. Before he could give in to his inhibitions, he was able to focus and will his arousal away; he thanked the spirits he was blessed with excellent self-control.
But the desires grew in intensity and in occurrence as time went by. He was so close to telling Bato how much he wanted -needed- him when he became injured in battle. Seeing his friend in so much pain hurt him and the forced separation nearly killed him inside. After leaving the abbey, it took everything he had to stay focused on his duties.
When Bato finally healed enough to rejoin them, he was barely able to contain his excitement. All the warriors were glad to see their comrade returning, but Hakoda was absolutely ecstatic to have his second-in-command and best friend back where he belonged- at his side.
Soon after dark settled over the camp and the tribesmen began to turn in, Hakoda placed his hand on Bato’s uninjured shoulder. “Should we head to bed as well? We still have a lot to catch up on.”
Bato smiled as he stood from his place by the fire, gladly accepting a hand from the chief. “I take it you missed me?”
“More than you could possibly imagine.”
Bato began discussing his run-in with Sokka and Katara as they made their way to Hakoda’s tent. He was proud to hear that his children were helping the Avatar; he was overjoyed just to hear the sound of his best friend’s voice once again. As they dressed down and settled into the bed, they began reminiscing over their days as the village pranksters, laughing and teasing each other for the way they used to be- reckless and carefree.
After the laughter died down, a comfortable silence settled over them and remained for a moment before Hakoda hesitantly ran his fingers over the bandaged arm. “It still hurts, doesn’t it?”
“A little. But as long as I put as little pressure on it as possible, it’s really only a dull ache.” Bato offered a small smile, “The nuns said it should only be a few more weeks before the skin is healed enough to leave it undressed.”
“I’ll help you out with wrapping it up until then.”
“Thanks.”
The silence settled in again and, after a few minutes, Bato rolled over onto his good side, his back to Hakoda. After a moment of hesitation, Hakoda followed suit, rolling to face his friend’s back. Slowly, he closed the gap between their bodies until the were barely contacting; his arm slinked across the bandaged side, settling comfortably over the other’s abdomen. He could feel Bato tense up a little, turning his head to give a questioning stare to his comrade. He didn’t say anything, only waited until his friend relaxed and leaned a little into the hold.
He carefully propped himself up on his elbow and swept the hair away from Bato’s neck before dipping his head down to place a gentle kiss against the exposed flesh. Bato attempted to jerk away, startled, but Hakoda held him tightly against him.
“Hakoda?” Bato stared at him, eyes wide and cheeks tinged red. “What are you-?!”
The chief cut him off by covering his mouth with his own. He waited for the muffled protest to end before breaking the kiss. “I want you…”
“What?”
“I. Want. You.” He ran a hand down to Bato’s groin, groping the man’s stiffening erection through the cloth. Bato groaned as he was rubbed and threw his head back. Hakoda pressed a kiss against a high cheekbone, his voice barely more than a whisper, “You want me, too… right?”
Bato’s mind was reeling; he was attracted to Hakoda but… Strong fingers stroked him again, sending any resistance out of the window.
“Well?” Hakoda could feel Bato’s resolve crumbling as he slid his lips across the face to the ear, nibbling the lobe lightly; surely the attraction was mutual if he was giving in this easily.
“Ha-hakoda….” Bato placed his hand on Hakoda’s arm, gripping the wrist and directing it under his pants. He desperately wanted the contact and Hakoda was glad to oblige.
“I’ll take that as a yes…” He wrapped his hand around Bato’s penis, stroking it slowly, teasingly, enjoying the way his friend squirmed against him. The movement only aroused him more and he found himself rocking his hips against Bato’s still clad backside. The taller man’s mouth was parted slightly, breath escaping in heavy pants; Hakoda shifted slightly and kissed him again, slipping his tongue between those parted lips, dipping it in and out in time with his strokes.
Bato pressed back against Hakoda as close as he could. The touch felt too good, so much better than he had imagined it would. The mouth covering his was so hot, tasted so much like home., that he felt guilty breaking it as he threw his head back against Hakoda’s shoulder. He could feel his release approaching all too quickly.
The corner of Hakoda’s lip turned up as he realized just how close his friend was. He quickened his strokes and tightened his grip; he took such pleasure in the sounds Bato made as he came. He waited to remove his hand from under the now stained pants until after he felt tense muscles relax underneath him.
Bato’s body trembled slightly, the adrenaline slowly fleeing his body now; his eyesmet with Hakoda’s, locked, and shared a sentiment of pure desire for the other man. He could feel the lust practically radiating from Hakoda’s body; he could feel the chief’s hardness still pressing against him. He knew what Hakoda wanted.
Hakoda pressed his lips gently against the side of Bato’s face, hos voice velvety has he whispered against the skin. “I hope you know how hard it is for me not to just take you right no-”
Bato rolled his eyes slightly as he turned his head enough to kiss his friend. “I’m yours.”
***
It had been awkward and sloppy, but Hakoda found that he didn’t care. He drifted his hand over Bato’s chest, careful to avoid the fringes of the burn. He smiled at the sleeping form beside him, leaning down to ghost a kiss on his friend’s- no, his lover’s lips.
It had been awkward and sloppy, and probably would be for a while, until the two grew accustomed to the act, to the shape and feel of each other’s bodies. These things grow better with time.