Mini-Smut Meme
Taking a leaf from suzukiblu's book and to keep myself sharp for some longer smut-writing I need to do...
Give me a pairing and an emotion, and I will write you at least two paragraphs of pure and glorious and entirely shameless SMUT for it. You can toss up as many prompts as you like, but I'll only guarantee one response per requester.If you play on ( Read more... )
Give me a pairing and an emotion, and I will write you at least two paragraphs of pure and glorious and entirely shameless SMUT for it. You can toss up as many prompts as you like, but I'll only guarantee one response per requester.If you play on ( Read more... )
Zuko would never be Lee. Jet had seen to that. It didn't matter how well he hid, someone always found him.
Never the person he wanted to find him.
Mai.
He tried not to think of her, but that worked about as well as not thinking about the Avatar had. She must be so pretty these days. She'd be as tall as he was, her hair even longer than it had been. She'd- He felt his face heat just thinking about it. She'd probably have breasts now. Like Jin.
His cock felt heavy between his legs, and Zuko muttered darkly. He sunk down the wall, below the level of the windows, and undid his pants. A quick spit to give himself some lube, and he wrapped his hand around his cock.
He groaned as he stroked himself, head thunking back against the wall as he thought of Mai's robes slipping open like Jin's had and the swing of red sleeves baring pale arms.
***
Mai sighed and settled herself on her bedroll. Fighting the Kyoshi Warriors had been mildly interesting, but it had ended too quickly. Now there was only Ty Lee's prattle and Azula's plotting. Oh, and their prisoners.
She sighed again and curled up in the bedroll, pulling the edge over her head to signal she wanted to be left alone. Ty Lee would listen, Azula would ignore it if she saw fit.
She missed Zuko. It had been... nice to have someone to distract Azula. Zuko had made things not very boring when he was around.
She hadn't seen him in years. He was older than her now, and Azula had said he was fire-scarred across most of the left side of his face. All around his eye. That it had been infected, and it looked red and raw and ugly.
Azula had said all that as if Mai cared about what Zuko looked like.
She squeezed her legs together, thinking of one of the those moments when Zuko tried to save her. Thought of hot young hands brushing against her skin. Thought of how striking the scar must make him look now, and how the years searching for the Avatar must have hardened his body and strengthened his firebending.
She buried her face in one arm, and her fingers slid inside her clothes to touch herself.
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Still, NOM. <3
I love the emotion in this, how they haven't even seen each other in three years and yet they still want each other. It's beautiful and touching and adorable. And hot.
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