Soft Sound

Waking up, reaching the side of the bed and meeting warm skin, to you, was the best possible way to ever wake up to.

Hazy and groggy eyes sleepily staring at the gorgeous man sleeping soundly next to you, his long hair cascading on on the pillow, a few strands on his back giving a good contrast against the muscles on his back. Still feeling your body slightly sore from the previous night, heavy with sleep still clinging to your skin, you scooched closer to him and lifted your arm, tracing the tip of your fingers onto his back, the adoration you felt towards the man seeping through your fingers into his skin, your palm cupping his shoulder as you gave a light kiss on his shoulder blade, your arms hugging him.

He hummed, a sigh of content leaving him. It was no wonder that he was a somewhat light sleeper, given his duties as the lord of an entire nation, being accustomed to waking up early where the sun had barely risen yet. But today, with the sun already shining through the red satin curtains, the nice breeze of the highest room in the palace giving a good contrast of the heat both of your skins emitted due to your bending, he had slept in. In your arms, with his chest against your back as he peppered kisses all around your neck and cheek, giggles emitting from both of you until sleep took over your bodies and a dazed smile froze on your faces as you both laid together during the night.

He may be the Fire Lord now, but he was still the same boy whom you befriended when you were six years old. He liked the fresh air, company, good stories and quiet moments. He appreciated much more, now older, the tea moments with Iroh and your company on any matter. Be it to see him suffer in meetings, paperwork, or training grounds. He was, in your eyes, a simple man. Because loving him was simple to you. It came easily just as breathing.

With a groan, he turned around and his sleepy eyes met your now attentive ones. Lips met yours in a simple peck, and his arms went around you as well, giving a hug of his own, his head falling again against the pillow and eyes closing momentarily, a small smile on him.

“Good morning.” You whispered, the almost heavenly image of your lover so in peace and comfort, well rested and taken care of, sending a warm feeling to your heart.

Another peck. “Good morning.” Zuko whispered against your lips.

You smiled and placed your face on the crook of his neck, happiness threatening to explode your heart. If Toph were here, you were certain that she would either mock or be concerned with how hard, how fast, your heart was currently beating. Not that she hadn’t done it before. You remember fondly of the moments with the rest of the Gaang, where Zuko appeared right after deciding to no longer follow his father’s path, and even if you showed indifference over him for a moment, in secret, Toph would tease you nonstop because of your traitor heart.

“We slept late today didn’t we..” You murmured.

Zuko gave a weak chuckle. “Yes, we did.”

You raised your head in wonder. “And no one came to bother?”

“Oh, they did.” Zuko looked down at you, mischief dancing in his eyes. “You were too tired to wake up, and I told them to go away.”

A snort left your lips before you could control yourself, and once realizing what you did, you covered your mouth in embarrassment, giggles leaving them. Zuko on his part also followed you in the small giggles, his eyes looking down at you in his arms.

To him, you were a sight to behold, the most gorgeous woman, inside and out, that he had ever met and had the pleasure to say that you were in his life. Before as a friend, now as a lover and the one that holds his heart so dearly that he never felt even an ounce of hesitation on giving it to you. Watching as you tried to control your laughter while being held in his arms, your eyes closed in delight and the curve of your smile on your teeth, made the morning all the more special to him.

Sighing, you looked up at him again and with a smile, kissed him. He kissed you back.

Warm lips pressed against yours, tongue thick and heavy dragging lazily against your own, no battle like the night before for dominance, no. This morning, the kiss was lazy, sensual, two tongues dancing against each other, caressing from inside. You trapped his bottom lip on your teeth lightly and dragged your tongue across the swollen flesh, making you notice how the action had the room suspiciously heating up.

His lips were soft, his tongue was criminal, his hands caressed your back just like yours would do to his own. The silk of the bed slipping across your skin and the occasional breeze being pleasant against the heat. Kissing him was quickly becoming an addiction to you, everything about him was warm. His hugs, his attention, his voice that had matured so much after your teen years, his love. His cum too, apparently, and the thought made you smile against his lips.

Your fingers found your new obsession, his hair, and combed his locks lovingly as you then grasped them, not hard, enough to hold his head to continue kissing you. Both of your bodies were simply melting on bed, the kiss making him grow hazy and his cock, already hardened up naturally, starting to harden up in interest of your touches and sounds.

Sounds that both of you were emitting.

Sighs, small whispers of words that were not registered for how foggy both of your minds were. Groans, the occasional smack of your lips and the obscene wet sound that only two lovers in the middle of a deep kiss could hear.

Zuko laid back on bed, bringing your body up from the waist to be on top of him, surprising you enough to exclaim in the middle of the kiss, yet another smile sharing between the both of you. And yet, as you moved closer, your uncovered chest touching his, it was clear that the morning was going to be steamy just like the previous night.

“Zuko..” You whispered against his lips, feeling his hands massaging your waist and his left hand being brave enough to cup your left boob, by now you noticing on how he had the same habit of cupping it with his palm, and having his thumb gently caress the nipple. He hummed, so you continued. “How did you learn to eat pussy like that?” And he promptly choked, breaking the kiss in surprise. You suppressed a smile.

“I- Uh.. What?” He weakly said.

“Last night.” You continued, pursing your lips playfully. “With your tongue, with your fingers..” You continued, painting the image of a woman purely curious and easygoing, definitely not jealous of a past lover.

He coughed against his closed fist. “Uh- I just learned?” Your deadpanned expression however showed his lie was not good enough, so he sighed defeatedly. “Sokka..”

You perked up. “Sokka?”

Zuko closed his eyes, embarrassed. “..Five months ago, while exchanging letters, he mentioned uh- ‘Fire Lord Zuko will have an army of heirs’..” He imitated Sokka’s voice but flinched as he looked at you and saw your amused expression barely holding a laugh, closing his eyes again. “He sent some.. novels.”

A pause too long stayed for a few seconds, broken with your chuckle that slowly regained power and became a full laughter. “Oh my. He sent you erotic novels?!”

He huffed annoyed, but the twitch on his lips betrayed the real amusement he also felt after hearing your laugh. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want. I made you a waterbender out of it.” Zuko smirked at you.

Surprised, you choked on your laugh and became scarlet red, the vivid memory of how soaked your pussy had become the previous night, along with the surprising squirt that drenched his pelvis making you embarrassed. “That’s not- You cocky- Shut up!” You stammered, slapping his chest lightly and hearing the vibrations of his laugh against your palm.

“Yeah, well. What? Did you think I had done it to someone else?”

“Yes.” Your short answer surprised him, making him blink a few times.

Zuko removed his hand that still groped your boob and both his palms ranked over your body, hugging your form and bringing your body to fully rest on top of him, his morning erection being partially forgotten. “You were my first.”

A small smile, undeniably relieved as well, appeared on your lips. “Mine too.”

He sighed, and the obvious relieved expression on his face made you feel less stupid on how you were about to get jealous of someone that was not even real, just moments prior. “Then we will discover each other together.”

Placing a long kiss on his lips, feeling his cock twitch on your tight, you broke the kiss to peck and speak against his lips. “You sounded happy when I said you were my first.” You knew what you were doing. Deep inside, you wanted to see if he shared the same thoughts and feelings as you. Maybe the irrational jealousy over a past lover that didn’t even exist, maybe the irrational jealousy as well about Sokka, just like you had with Mai, and a topic you didn’t want to approach just yet.

“I was.” He spoke without stopping his kisses against your lips, travelling to your jaw, his left hand gripping your chin to bring your head up and give space for his mouth.

You chuckled weakly, feeling the familiar warmth start to pool in the pit of your stomach. “You sound like you would be jealous.”

“I would.” His hand gripped your hair from your scalp and you almost moaned, if that was what he felt each time you scratched his scalp with your nails when you two kissed, you understood why he got worked up so fast.

Your fingers wormed around his hair and turned your head down again, your lips met his, your eyes closed and a visible flush against your skin. Be it because of his hard cock on your thigh, be it because of his embarrassing words or because of his so openly display of jealousy that you found yourself liking it. You weren’t someone crazy jealous, but you knew that he was handsome to a point it was dangerous, so it came naturally. It was gratifying to see that he could be jealous too.

The same familiar feeling of his hot hands caressing through your body appeared, and your body sank into his with a sigh, his body heat being greater than yours, and making you melt in his arms. An idea came to your mind at the thought of his hot body, and how he warmed you up from the outside in the palm of his hands, to the insides with his release.

With a bite on his lip that you pulled with your fingers until he raised his head to follow you back into the kiss, you drew away. Only after he saw your mischievous smile did he give up, his head falling against the pillow again in a scene that made his long hair paint a crown of hair around him. A man so beautiful, all for you.

He was yours.

You cupped his jaw with your hand and had to give a genuine smile this time as he leant into your touch, your thumb caressing his lip once, receiving a small kiss on it, your heart beating for him. You whispered the three words you were not yet tired to say, doubting you ever would, and he whispered back four words in response.

Leaning in, you went to kiss him but changed your course and gave a kiss on the corner of his lips, then travelled to his jaw as he inclined his head to meet your lips but was denied. Featherly pecks soon became indulgence as you started to suck on the skin of his neck, feeling his breath stutter and him give a deep breath, his hands on your waist growing tighter. You hummed quietly as you sucked on the warm flesh of his neck, giving a lick and peck on his Adam's apple, travelling to his chest.

Zuko was quickly becoming overwhelmed with so little. Your touch on his body, the way your hands ranked over each inch of his skin, the way your kisses abused the skin of his neck and the peck on his Adam’s apple having the man bite his lip hard to hide an embarrassed moan.

Deciding to give revenge on how he seemed to always need to touch your boobs and nipples, you closed your lips around his right nipple as your thumb caressed the other, him having no other choice than to finally stop hiding his sounds and opening his mouth to release a breathy sigh, a flush on his cheeks appearing. How delicious it was to have him so vulnerable under your care. Your wet tongue gave a slow circle around his nipple and you sucked, as if you were sucking the skin of his neck just moments ago, as your other hand traveled with your nail caressing over his skin and onto his already hard cock.

Zuko felt a sensation that could only be described as ‘butterfly on your stomach’ once your nails teased his skin until it reached his cock, a feeling familiar to when you are in a high place and you are afraid to fall, afraid of the height. Only now, he had already fallen, and he was at your mercy, completely putty on your hands.

He whispered your name as your mouth switched nipples and your hand grasped his cock, you moaning against him as his cock went surprisingly hot on your palm, his twitching member having such strong veins that you could feel it on your hand. He closed his eyes as your hand started to curiously pump his shaft up and down. Unfortunately, his skin was too dry for you to move your hand properly, making you furrow your eyebrows in displeasure.

Zuko could barely react when you suddenly removed yourself from his chest and nipple, his brow furrowing in confusion at the sudden empty feeling, only for his eyes to open in absolute shock as he felt a wet sensation on the tip of his cock, making him look down in an almost panicked look.

You were not looking at him, you had your eyes closed as the tip of your tongue circled around his tip, wetting it as your other hand remained its grasp on his shaft. Your furrowed look focused on his taste as you hummed in the new found taste, closing your lips around his tip.

His breath became choked again, a trait he realized happened way too often around you. His head fell back as his arms raised in a semi-up position, enough to see you exploring his body and making him a fool with new sensations.

Dropping his cock, you removed your lips from his tip and swallowed the taste, your tongue licked your own lips. Taking a proper look at the cock in front of you, you found it unfair on how even his cock was pretty. Thick, hard and too heavy to properly stay up, his cock was flushed red with anticipation and hot, against your palm, making you think on how it would feel inside your mouth. His cock was big, no wonder it felt so deep inside you the prior night, and you felt your own pussy clench in need on thinking of his cock being nestled deep inside yourself again.

However in one movement, you gripped his cock again by the shaft and gave a light kiss on the base, the skin one hundred percent burning against your touch.

Your tongue left your mouth and met a thick vein, tracing it with the tip of your tongue until the top, where you once again closed your lips around his tip, only this time you breathed deeply and placed both of your hands on his thigh. As soon as he saw what you intended on doing, his mouth opened to speak your name, to say that you didn’t need to do it, that it was not necessary, but was promptly cut off as your mouth started to descend inch by inch on his cock, your warm mouth swallowing his hot, pulsing cock.

A loud and throaty groan left Zuko’s mouth from deep in his throat, eyes rolling back on his head and his arms, supported by his forearms, almost gave up on his weight. His cock twitched inside your mouth and you hummed around him in curiosity at feeling his pulse and twitch, taking a deep breath and swallowing more of him.

“Dear spirits..” He whispered, finishing with a raspy of your name, his breathing coming hard by the second, eyes hazy with lust and a tingling pleasure that travelled through his entire body.

You curved your tongue on him, tracing each thick vein his cock had to offer, breathing through your nose as you fit more of him inside, his cock reaching your throat to the point where you had to stop and focus on the length already inside your mouth to not gag.

Zuko felt his body go limp and the force on his forearms went down, legs unconsciously opening to accommodate you in the middle of them, feeling as your mouth went up and down on his cock, sucking and tracing his veins with your tongue, soaking him and swallowing the precum he had started to leak. Thighs trembling on the pleasure he felt.

You smirked after feeling the thighs around your head tremble, and after a few more sucking you removed your mouth off of him.

“N-no-” He started, no, he whined.

Zuko immediately felt his face flush in embarrassment, and you, on the other hand, felt your entire body heating up after hearing the needy tone.

Instead of immediately bouncing on his cock like deep down you wanted, you trailed down your kisses to his inner thigh, feeling his muscular thighs and trembles, your hands massaging the skin as your mouth gave kisses to it. Opening your mouth wide, you ran your tongue over his balls in curiosity, remembering that just like him, you also had your fair share of erotic novels in the back of your mind.

As soon as you closed your lips around one of his balls and sucked it entirely on your mouth, your tongue raking up inside your warmth, Zuko’s hips started to subtly thrust upward, tensing the muscle on his thighs and then relaxing, only to repeat the same process over and over again.

Zuko let out a moan, in response your pussy started to drip onto the sheets.

Another droplet of precum started to leak from his tip, and as you saw it, you removed your mouth from his balls and gently encased the tip into your mouth, sucking it into your throat and moaning long at the taste. No matter if it was salty, musky, undeniably him, just to see how much of a pleasure he was feeling and answering to your touches was enough.

A kiss to his shaft, and suddenly his cock was hitting the back of your throat.

Zuko gripped the sheets tightly in his hand, feeling the fabric rip against his nails, fighting the urge to use your mouth like he would usually use his fist while thinking of you, the idea of fucking your face with his balls hitting your chin making his entire body tremble in need, but still not doing anything about it, especially after you decided to set your on pace, going up and down on his length and sucking on his cock at the same time.

Your hands went from simply being put on his thighs to gripping them, and just like he had done to you, you passed your arms under them, holding onto his thighs like a support as your head started to go faster on him, moaning each time his precum became more and more present on your tongue.

He moaned your name, eyes closed and mouth opened in quiet moans, but never silent. Ever since you put your mouth on him, he became so vocal to the point of making you dizzy with a needy side of him that you could easily get accustomed to. “You’re killing me.” He gasped, the pit of his stomach feeling uncomfortable with heat. “Haah-” He weakly breathed.

Humming gently around him, your vibrations not helping his case, his fists on the sheets to the point of gripping the bed itself. Mewls left your mouth at the taste of him, at knowing that it felt good for him when you did that.

Working through his shaft with slow and firm strokes of the rest that you couldn’t fit inside your mouth, a goal that you had already silently made inside your head that you were going to deepthroat him at some point. The long moan he gave in response to your touches coming with a breathy sigh in the end as he bucked his hips again.

Slowly but surely, you started to notice something.

As your hands held onto his thighs, your eyes closed and mouth enveloping him and not letting go, the skin that came in contact with yours slowly became more and more hot. At first, you thought that it was simply the heat that the fire nation had in it’s normal weather, then, you thought that it was because he was so worked up and horny that it heat up his skin, that was until you decided to open your eyes after a particularly harsh suck on your part and a mewl on his, you wanted to see his face.

But that was not what called your attention, no. His face was sinful, so contorted in pleasure that his mouth had a drool on the corner and he was breathing through his mouth. The thing that called your attention was how each time he breathed, steam would leave his mouth. Your eyes, even while your administration towards his cock never stopped, noticed the rest of his body

Breathing deeply through the mouth, his chest went up and down with the urgency of someone that desperately needed to breathe, and yet in a small and thin layer across his skin, there it was, more steam.

Each time he breathed his breath became more elaborate and short, steam seeping through his skin and placing a thin layer over his entire body, the sight so peculiar to see the fire lord so vulnerable and not under control to the point where his firebending simply started to act up against his will, but she doubted he knew what he was doing. To be the reason where it happened made a slight ego grow on her, and as a reward, as she continued sucking him, her hands went to his balls and started to fondle them.

“Fuck!” He exclaimed.

Zuko in this state was beautiful, like a sinful painting. His skin entirely flushed and released steam that you quickly found yourself growing soft at the endearing sight. His lips still swollen from the makeout session you had before and no doubt from himself biting his own lip.

He moaned your name with urgency, shaking and thighs trembling. You could feel the heat of his cock growing by the second and, had you not been a firebender yourself, you were sure that you would get burned or uncomfortable. Thankfully, fighting against Azula and the powerful fire she had made you tougher.

The control he fought against slipped as you felt one of his hands gripping your hair tightly, and you moaned against him as a response that yes, grip my hair. Your soaked fingers started to stroke him faster as your throat closed and opened purposely against the tip of his cock, as your tongue still teased the same veins that were now pulsing against your wet muscle.

“Fuck- Ah-!” He moaned your name. “Baby-”

Swirling your tongue faster, hollowing your cheeks, you felt a thick rope of come hit your tongue and the back of your throat, and fuck, he was hot. Once again, not enough to hurt, just the perfect amount of heat that would make you want this exact warmth inside you at all times, be it from your mouth, or cunt.

A whine surged from the back of his throat and his entire body went limp on the bed, his breath stuttering and mewls so low that if you hadn’t been paying attention to him, you would have missed it. What you didn’t miss however was how the thin layer of steam seeping through him became thicker as he came, to the point of turning your vision foggy as you looked at him from the position you were.

He filled your mouth again, and the thick and musky taste of him was eagerly swallowed. The teas he drank with Iroh certainly did not help with the taste, however you found yourself not caring about it at the moment, only a silent message that yes, i want to do this more often, and maybe just a small reminder to ask him to eat more fruit, after all, you would be swallowing.

Opening your mouth to remove him, you rested the tip of his cock against his tongue and stroked his cock, the rest of his cum landing on your open mouth and tongue, forming a pool that had you groaning at the sight even if you couldn’t see your own tongue properly. Like hot tea, the temperature higher than normal.

Hearing him choke again, you looked up and saw him on his forearms again, chest, neck and cheeks flushed, looking at you with an almost lost expression with a mixture of neediness and lust, watching the mess you had just made of the fire lord in disbelief, glossy and hazy eyes finding the tip of his cock resting against your tongue and you stroking his cock and playing with the pool of cum accumulating inside your mouth.

Closing your mouth and taking him by surprise again, you swallowed the cum and gave a final lick onto his tip, the deep flush on his cock receiving a kiss on the base of his shaft again.

Once you finally abandoned his cock and gave a few pecks on his pelvis, Zuko made a mention to bring you up and you followed, finding it funny how a person like him could simply act melted. You rested your chest again on top of his own and chuckled after looking around, watching as his skin still released a few steams.

“Love.” You whispered and saw as his eyes opened almost immediately, a reverent look on them making you pause and then continue, but with a gentle hand with gentle fingers going through his hair. “You are making the room foggy.”

“Uhuh.” He mumbled, sighing and closing his eyes again, his right arm lifting only enough to fully press your body against his, like a weighted blanket, only to fall back against the bed, as if you had sucked his energy through.. well, his cock. “You almost killed me.”

You chuckled lovingly against his collarbone. “I’m starting to think maybe I did.” You said, making fun of his boneless act. He groaned and you kissed his skin, relishing in the heat. “Was I good?”

Zuko opened his good eye to look at you and scoffed. “There is fog in the room.”

“I find it endearing.” You cupped his cheek and he turned his head and gave a light bite on the palm of your hand, making you retaliate by biting his chin. You hugged him tightly and sighed, body sinking into his own, your own pleasure forgotten as your lover still recovered from an orgasm that you were proud to admit to be the reason to be this intense.

The steam in his body took a few more minutes to stop seeping, as he inevitably fell into slumber. The fog, a few minutes later with the help of the open windows and breeze going through and inside the room.