Sexy Bits | By : CanadianGirl Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Mai/Zuko Views: 3392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Prompt #1: Flirting
Through the Years Prince Zuko frowned. "I don't understand what you mean, Uncle. Mai is flirting with me?" The older prince and the younger prince sat together in the palace gardens, both tired from a training session. Zuko scrubbed at his sweaty face and sighed. Iroh let out a hearty chuckle and put an arm around his beloved nephew. "I've been around enough women to know, and enough girls too when I was much younger. Trust me, Mai was flirting, though she probably didn't know it herself. Oh, she likes you, Prince Zuko." The thirteen year old blushed from embarrassment and then blushed harder, mortified that his body had betrayed him so obviously. "Soo, that thing she does with her hair, is that flirting?' He was curious despite himself now. "You know when she flips it over her shoulder and looks at me." "Ah, yes, that's one of the classics. She wants you to notice her hair. It's important to females." Iroh's lips were twitching with amusement now. It was high time his nephew learned something of the ways of women. Zuko had noticed her hair. It was beautiful; almost surreally shiny and blacker than the blackest volcanic rock. His hands had brushed against it a few times, and the silkiness was almost too much to bear. He fantasized sometimes about running his hands through it, placing his lips against the softness. "Yeah," the prince said dreamily, "her hair is pretty." "So you have noticed?" Iroh inquired. "That's good, my boy. All hope is not lost then. Now, tell me something else that you have observed." He thought hard, recalling all the most recent times Mai had been near. There weren't nearly enough of them. Azula, his younger sister, seemed to monopolize most of her time. "Well, she gets all pink sometimes when she sees me." Zuko felt a tingle move through his body. Mai looked lovely when her cheeks were lightly coloured. "That's not flirting, nephew. That's blushing and Mai can't control it any more than you can. Think again." The older prince lifted his eyebrows and looked at his nephew curiously. Zuko did think and what he came up with warmed him from the inside out. "She looks at me a lot, especially when my shirt is off. And she has this little smile that I never see her make any other time. It's a special smile, and it makes her look really pretty, Uncle, prettier than usual." He could feel his cheeks burning again, but didn't really care anymore. Chuckling again, for he was enjoying this little talk, recalling a similar one with his son, Lu Ten, years earlier, Iroh slapped Zuko on the back. "You've got it as bad as Mai does, I see. What a couple the two of you will make! Keep going!" The thirteen year old scrunched his handsome face up tight. He recalled all the little lingering touches, the feel of Mai's cool fingers against his heated wrist or hand or arm when she picked something up and handed it to him or offered to help him up when he stumbled. Every time they touched, it was as if sparks flew between them, connecting his flesh, his skin to hers. Just thinking about the feel of her fingers made things happen down below. Zuko blushed, hard this time, and struggled for a little bit of control. "All right, nephew? You look as though you're having a bit of trouble there." Iroh could hardly keep from busting out in a fit of raucous laughter. He knew exactly the problem Zuko was having. "Um, um, yeah, I'm fine, Uncle." The young prince took a few deep breaths before speaking. "When she hands me something or helps me up if I fall when we're throwing knives, her hands, she kind of lets them touch me longer than she has to." "Ah, another classic, the lingering touch; I'd say Mai is definitely smitten with you, my boy. You're very, very lucky." "Yeah," Zuko agreed with a grin. "I am really lucky."
Three Years Later, Ba Sing Se Zuko had been worried about meeting Mai again. He wasn't the same prince that he had been three years earlier. The huge scar that marred the left side of his face, symbol of his shame, was only one of the changes that Mai would notice. He was harder, angrier and bitter. How could a girl love that? As soon as Mai saw him, she touched her hair, slender fingers running through one of the loose pieces; adjusting and straightening what didn't need adjusting or straightening. Zuko's lips quirked upward, for he was pleased. She was flirting already. Mai still liked him despite the passage of three years and despite the changes those years had wrought in him. Her gold eyes glanced at the scar, took it in and then moved on. There was no gasp or look of horror. She seemed to accept the mark as part of him. Zuko was grateful, so very grateful. "So," she finally said. "It's been awhile." Mai stepped forward, close enough so that she could touch Zuko, and brushed her arm up against his. More flirting, he noted, but the affects of her touch were more powerful than they had been when they were still children. Zuko stiffened instantly and his veins seemed full of fire rather than blood. Mai was affected too. She felt a flood of dampness between her legs and wanted to touch more, much more. The raven haired girl kept those sharp eyes trained on him and made contact whenever possible. And when their little tour of the city's Middle Ring was over and they were headed back to the palace, she pushed him gently into an alleyway. It was brash and bold but Mai did not care. She cupped his marred cheek in one hand, blushed, and pressed her soft lips to his. Zuko was taken aback at first. His own cheeks were tinted pink and words would not come. He gained sufficient control over his swirling emotions, though, to cup her cheek in turn and give his own kiss. It was deeper and more thorough and Mai did gasp, but from pleasure. "I like it when you flirt," the prince managed to blurt out. "Oh, Zuko, we're going to do so much more than flirting." Mai leaned in to kiss him again.
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