[Threads] He had a bad habit of not thinking things through.

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Characters: Prince Zuko (OU) and OPEN to all (no one younger than 13, please)
Where: outside, near the apartments / commons
When: after the smoke plot and this
Summary: Zuko is affected by the lust potion and wandering about.
Warnings: Lust potion. Adult Content. FTB-ness. 'Nuff said.

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She almost winced at his laughter, until she heard the sound crack. She could barely handle it. And then he dropped to his knees, and her resolve faltered, and she dropped to her own knees beside him. She'd dealt with the fallout from this kind of thing before, with girls from her school. In her opinion it was one of the worst, most shaming and damaging things you could do to a person, and if she had wanted to kill Saga Keiji before, now she wanted to torture him.

But Keiji wasn't the one that mattered now. She didn't care about him, at least. That lively aura in her was so stirred, it seem to burst through her skin, and she shuddered, feeling it as it did so. But it was so warm, so very gentle, but not of her own will in the least. She didn't mind, though, in fact she welcomed it wholeheartedly. It was like an old friend, one she only got to see very rarely, but who would also have to leave for a very long time soon. She would have seemed almost herself possessed, if her eyes weren't safely hidden, as she opened her arms and wrapped them around Zuko completely. She willed the energy, sparkling in her mind's eye a color she could only describe as 'Life-green', to somehow help Zuko as she found it always helped her, in her most desperate moments. It was made of newness, and simple regality, like fresh, new blades of grass sprouting from good, rich soil. "Zuko." She whispered, digging her cheek against his shoulder, hugging him as tight as she dared, nearly praying for him to somehow feel better. She couldn't stand such sadness. It felt too familiar, and it unnerved her.

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Zuko swallowed hard, pushing back the brunt of his emotions. He wasn't as good as hiding them or holding up that mask of neutrality as his sister and girlfriend were, but he could manage. A tear escaped him however, and he looked up, touching the wetness on his unscarred cheek with the tips of his fingers. He couldn't cry from his other eye--the tear ducts had been burned out ages ago. It was a wonder he could still see out of that eye, even if what little he could see was blurry, but he'd gotten used to it. He wiped it quickly away with the back of his hand and turned to wrap his arms around Hazuki.

The prince was still under the influence of the potion and couldn't help himself from pressing into her suggestively.

"I'm sorry," he said instantly in quiet voice. "I can't...control it."

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She went a little stiff for a brief moment, at what he... Was doing. Her face burned red, but the green did not falter. That spirit, wherever she'd come from, was older than Hazuki, she knew. She had experienced more than her and her soul was an elder, while Hazuki suspected her own was a bit younger. Zuko seemed to be more a rather inexperienced soul himself, fiery with blue and red, both passionate, deep forms of the colors. Her eyelids drooped, listening to his words, and the silence around them. And she knew, by some way, what he was feeling. The frustration. The desire for love, more than they were given. Much more. But she felt it differently. She felt for him more with her heart, although she couldn't deny, her blood was rushing. She kept her arms around him, merely holding him in her arms, against her chest. "...It's fine." She replied after a moment, keeping her embrace strong and secure, but ever-gentle. "...I know what it's like... To feel. To want to feel. To wish you couldn't..." She began to rub his back simply. "Truth is, Zuko... I don't think any of us can truly control it."

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Zuko moaned at her neck when she began rubbing his back, shifting uncomfortably with the tension that caused. His breathing quickened and he tightened his grip on her. "Hazuki...what you're doing to me...when I'm like this...I can't..."

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She almost started in surprise at how strongly he reacted, shy and unsure but at the same time full of clarity. This was one that brought the best part of her to light. It was confusing, but she knew, he was special, and she could do good with him.

"...Listen up." She told him abruptly, commanding his attention. "...I want to comfort you." She admitted, as red as anything in fire nation now. "The clothes stay on." She told him right away, taking a blunt tone so that he couldn't be confused later. "I trust you not to take advantage of this. No touching below the navel." She pulled back to give a seriously, deadly eye. "I won't forgive you if you mess up twice." For a second she was her old self, daggers in her ice eyes, but she was embracing him again in the next moment, simply holding him, and doing absolutely nothing more than neutral touches to his back and shoulders. However, she was still hugging him as tight as she dared, pressing every soft part of her against him, and knowing deep down it was what she was she was meant to do.

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Zuko drew back slightly and stared at her--first wide-eyed and then confused, uncertain. Was she...serious? In the short time that he'd known Hazuki, he hadn't known her to be lier. His hormones were going nuts at the prospect of being allowed to make-out with her, even if he wasn't going to get anything else out of the deal. As long as he could reassure himself after what he'd been through with Keiji...

He reached for her tentatively, putting both hands on either side of her cheeks, cradling her head in hands, and placed his lips back on hers.

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She almost smiled at the way he was holding her. It was almost innocent, and made her wonder just how much he knew about the subject, as a person from a younger time than her own. Obviously he wasn't blind to what people older than himself tended to do, but Hazuki wondered how much he actually knew. She was fairly sure her own knowledge of the subject would be broader than his -- After all, she'd had the internet for years now.

But she shooed away the thoughts. It wouldn't do to get all hot herself if she was positive she wasn't going to let it go as far as it could. But she couldn't help but reach up, feeling lightly over the lowest strands of his hair. She wasn't used to short hair. It was a little funny, definitely interesting. But then she remembered his lips, and what she was trying to do. After what had happened with Keiji, she imagined he would find himself wanting to feel like a man again. Who better to reassure him but one so very a woman? She leaned in a little more, pressing her lips firmly to his one minute, and then the next, she pulled away just barely, in order to reattach her lips over Zuko's, bringing his bottom lip between hers, sucking lightly on it.