Fire Lord Zuko x General"Reader x Mai
A/N: Hi, hope you are doing well. The current heatwave is taking it's toll on me. I'm feeling so hot, I don't even want to touch my phone, not to think my laptop. Hope you can be forgiving for me being so inactive. But I come bearing gifts, this is something that came to my mind yesterday evening when sleep evaded me. Not proofread or anything and might be a bit crack-ish. Hope you enjoy <3
The word was spoken firmly, a unspoken threat looming beneath them.
"Don't you dare take even one more step towards me."
Zuko watched with poorly concealed amusement, his eyes lazily tracked her wagging finger pointing towards him.
"The Fire Lord commands affection," his words were, of course, nothing more but jest. He'd rather bathe in lava than actually address himself like this. His want for affection was there nevertheless and she was the goal. A very unwilling and grumpy goal.
Zuko's eyes wandered to the side, straying not far to find Mai lazing on a futon with a fan in her hand, sluggishly fanning herself. Here in the royal quarters they'd stripped of any unnecessarily piece of clothing. It reminded him of the beach on Ember Island.
"Don't look at me. I won't help you." Her words feigned boredom but the twitch of her lips told him the opposite.
For a few silent moments Zuko considered it, seriously. In the end he decided to ignore the warning, taking a step further. He was rewarded with the wet splat as the dampened fabric landed square in his face. It left behind a moist and cool sensation as the fabric slipped off and landed by his feet in another wet squelch.
"You may hug this my lord."
His eyebrow rose in surprise. She had chucked the thing straight at him in - he had to admit - an impressive throw.
"Why don't you let me hug you?" he whined, almost like a little boy. She had that effect on him lately. His council would have a stroke if only they knew that his lady general commanded the fire lord in the confines of his private quarters.
Said general of his sat on the bed, only one calf now wrapped in the cooling racks that was the latest trial in cooling her down. She looked regal in all her sweaty, annoyed mess. He couldn't fault her entirely. This heatwave was getting to everyone. Let alone a heavily pregnant woman, whose body was now fueled by two fires instead of just one.
But that didn't stop Zuko from wanting to sidle up to her, to wrap himself around her back and let his hands and perhaps also his lips trace the curvature of her belly. Over the course of the last days this had become their game. He hadn't won once yet.
Holding his hands high in the air in an attempt to appear more innocent Zuko trailed over to the edge of the bed and sank down. His robe was quickly discarded until all that remained was the flowly pants, slung low on his hips.
"Then a kiss at least?" was his plea of truce.
He watched her consider it, brows furrowed. She didn't seem pleased but in the end, with a sigh, she accepted with a nod.
"So feisty," he murmured, already slowly crawling across the soft and cool silks of the bedding. She huffed, but there was an amused glint in her eyes now.
"I'd like to see you handling this." Gesturing towards her rounded abdomen, her fingers briefly trailed towards him. It was as if despite her fiery protests she was still craving his closeness just as much as he was.
"I couldn't. Not as well as you do at least." That made both of his ladies laugh.
"I fear I am barely handling it as it is. I will never do this again in the height of the summer"
Zuko finally reached her side, neck stretched as far as he could. He was determined to get this kiss at least and he wouldn't let anything come between.
The meeting of their lips was the sweetest treat after such a hot and exhausting day. When they parted once more, her more than him, he was tempted to lean back in and steal another one. Then her words registered and his heart soared.
"You are already planning to do this again?"
Sheepishly she looked at him and then at May, "Not really. But I'm simply saying, if that is something you'd like, something you decide to want and ask of me again. I won't do it in the summer. At least not in a capital that sits in the crater of an old volcano."
"That can be arranged," Mai promised, watching them from her futon. The next moment she rose, striding slowly towards the bed. Kneeing on the soft mattress Mai too pressed a kiss to their lovely generals lips.
She possessed far greater composure than Zuko, retreating once more after the kiss ended. There was only one of them playing with fire today.
Seeing his chance in the momentary distraction, the fire lord leaned forward once more. His lips connected with her rounded stomach. And because he was especially brave his hands descended on it a mere moment after.
"Zuko!" The protest was instant, his hands warm against her soft skin. As quickly as he delivered, he pulled away, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I couldn't resist." He never could when it came to her.
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