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SS Lieumon Drabbles	By : SladinForever Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 2803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: Legend of Korra or its characters. I make no money on these. I'm doing it all for fun and because I love the Amon/Lieutenant pairing
Info: Just a collection of drabbles/one-shots of Lieumon, which includes Lieumon Week prompts. Contains sexual interactions between two guys, so please ignore if you don't like it
Lieumon Week Prompt #1, September 18th
Title: Spy

Summary: Lieutenant is just having a relaxing hot bath when, lo and behold, Amon comes in. What does Lieu do?

Warnings: Voyeurism

Rating: M

Prompt: The Lieutenant had been relaxing quietly in the hot bath when he heard someone enter the chamber next to his—thanks spockandawe on Tumblr for helping me start this one

Note: This is my first Lieumon week and I hope I can write something for every day. So let’s roll!

After a long, hard week—he had been knocked off enough high heights to last him a decade—Lieutenant thought he deserved some rest and relaxation. He just needed a whole night to himself, away from everyone else. So, without informing anyone, he made his way for the bath house not far from the main quarters, a towel wrapped around his waist. He whistled a soft little tune on his way. It didn’t take much time to enter one of the bath chambers and discard his towel on the metal bar attached to the wall.
Going to the edge of the mini-swimming pool-like bath, Lieutenant slowly eased his way in, the hot water already making him feel better. Once he was situated, he placed his arms on the edge of the in-ground bath and tilted his head back with eyes closed, exposing his throat. He inhaled deep, the steam entering his nostrils. His chest puffed out and then deflated when he let it out. Everything about right now was perfect; the heat, the soothing water, and the peace and quiet. At some point tomorrow, he would suggest everyone have at least one day just to relax, whether it be reading a book, playing a game, or even just sleeping the day away. That would be a good fucking day.
The Lieutenant had been relaxing quietly in the hot bath for a while when he heard someone enter the chamber next to his. He dropped his head forward in disappointment. They seriously needed a Do Not Disturb sign or reservation sign-up sheet, so disturbances like this wouldn’t happen. Out of curiosity, Lieutenant turned his head and looked through the crack of the chamber separations, to see who it was. He blinked when he saw a head of brown hair from the back. A black band was wrapped around it. Lieutenant thought about this for a moment and then it clicked. It was definitely Amon. His mask had to stay on somehow, so the band made perfect sense.
Looking away, Lieutenant stayed quiet, pretending Amon wasn’t actually there. He was staying quiet, so Lieu would do the same. After a while, he slowly lowered his arms into the water and then lowered himself down until it reached just below his collarbone. He folded his legs since his toes almost touched the other side of the bath. One disadvantage of being tall. The heat relaxed him further. It seeped into his pores, traveled through him, and entered his brain. It was just such a wonderful feeling, to pretend nothing else existed.
A strange sound entered Lieutenant’s left ear. Opening his eyes, he strained to hear better. It came again, in better quality. Curious again, Lieutenant rolled over silently, bringing one knee forward. He looked through the thin space again and saw Amon lying in the water with his head tilted back. The red circle over the forehead was the only part of the decoration that was viewable. He was breathing a little heavy and his shoulder tensed and relaxed repeatedly. Lieutenant watched him, trying to figure what exactly he was doing. Was it something to do with his hand?
A strangled moan reached Lieutenant’s ears, making him blush—it had nothing to do with the hot water. He watched Amon in fascination, as well as embarrassment. He was fairly certain his young leader was jerking off. His brain told him to stop staring like a lovestruck idiot, but Lieutenant couldn’t tear away. Thinking about Amon pleasuring himself was strangely erotic to him. His heart started beating faster when Amon let out a moan that he tried to stifle. Chills ran through Lieutenant’s arms, throat, and chest. The sound of the water moving in the other chamber increased. It gently hit the sides of the bath walls. Amon’s shoulder was now staying tightened as he increased the speed of his strokes. Grunts and moans came from him a lot more now, sending sensations through Lieutenant’s body.
Closing his eyes, Lieutenant rested against the edge while lowering his own hand under the water. He bit his bottom lip hard as he began to feel himself up, to try and stay silent. Amon was flat out moaning and panting at this point, probably close to his release. But Lieutenant paid no attention to that. Instead, he concentrated on his own hand as he steadily stroked himself. His left was squeezing his balls firmly, to help stimulate blood flow. He bit back a moan, as not to alert Amon, who had groaned out in satisfaction. His back was arched as he released his load right into the water. He held his hand near the head, squeezing it out, before moving it back down and doing it again. When everything was dispelled, Amon slowly relaxed his back and rested against the side. He worked on sorting out his labored breathing.
After a few seconds, Amon heard something behind him. Eyes snapping open behind the mask, he recognized the same sound he had been making not too long ago. Slowly looking over his shoulder, he caught a glimpse of Lieutenant’s strained face and furrowed brow as he moaned low in his throat. The man was unaware of the eyes upon him, too concentrated on the electric feeling spreading through his thighs and stomach. Amon swallowed. How long had Lieutenant been there? He didn’t notice anything when he walked in, so he had assumed he was alone. Had his second-in-command been with him this entire time? A red hue flowed onto Amon’s cheeks at the prospect. Was Lieutenant masturbating because he had seen him do it?
Just like the Lieutenant, Amon stared at him as he continued to stroke himself, faster now. The water moved back and forth with each movement of the experienced hands. Lieutenant’s lip was bleeding due to how hard he was biting it. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he released a moan, not caring if Amon heard him anymore. He panted and moaned heavily as he neared his peak. His hand was moving at the perfect speed and motion. Amon was having trouble maintaining his own composure—if it had even returned at all. He bit his own lip to stay quiet. Watching Lieutenant was very alluring. Amon wished he was a fly on the wall, so that he could watch him head on.
After a few more, shaky jerks of his hand, Lieutenant came. “Oh Amon!”
Amon’s entire face flared red. He wouldn’t be surprised if it radiated onto the mask as well. His breath had caught in his chest, making him choke. He tried to ignore the tightness in his throat, but it was useless. Turning, he went under the water, placed his hands over the mouth part of his mask, and started coughing. Thick bubbles burst out and reached the surface. As he slowly came out of his bliss, Lieutenant heard the water splashing in the next stall. Quickly looking through the gap, he saw Amon’s back floating just above the water’s surface. His eyes widened, fearing the worst.
“Amon!”
Practically skyrocketing out of his bath, Lieutenant landed on the floor on his knees, shoved the wall separator aside, and then jumped in the water. Clumsily reaching Amon, Lieutenant placed his right hand against his chest and his left on his shoulder, and pulled him up. He quickly grabbed his shoulders as he coughed violently. Amon was crouched on his feet while Lieutenant was on his knees in front of him. With a final, hard and loud cough, Amon looked at the man’s face, panting.
“O-Oh, Lieutenant! I…I didn’t know you were in here. I’m fine, really.”
Lieutenant looked unconvinced. “You were drowning!”
“I was not!”
Lieutenant glared at him. “Well it sure seemed that way.”
Amon jerked his shoulders to get his hands off and then he stood up. “Don’t question me, Lieutenant. I wasn't drowning and that’s that.”
Turning, he moved towards the other side of the bath. He stepped out, walked to the towel bar, and yanked his towel off. Lieutenant watched him tousle his hair vigorously. The mask was lucky enough not to come off. His eyes lowered after a few seconds, seeing the rest of his naked body. His muscles were strong and shifted fluidly as they worked. Lieutenant paid more attention to his butt and back of the legs. He couldn’t look away, they were so perfect.
“Lieutenant, were you spying on me?”
Coming out of his thoughts, Lieutenant looked up and saw Amon staring at him. He had the towel draped over his shoulders. Blushing, Lieutenant stuttered in his response.
“O-Of course not! Why would I?” Amon blinked, his face blank. Lieutenant swallowed and glared to hide his pathetic reaction. “Fine, yes, I was watching you. Happy?”
“…So was I.”
Lieutenant blinked in confusion. “What?”
Amon snorted. “I heard you and took a look too.”
“So…wait. We were spying on each other?”
“It seems that way.” The two went silent as they stared at each other. Amon recovered first. “Let us never speak of this again.”
“Fine by me.”
They both turned away from each other. While Amon headed out, Lieutenant walked to the wall separators and made his way to his towel. He yanked it off and wrapped it around his waist.
“…It was a good view, Lieutenant.”
Lieu looked over his shoulder, but Amon was gone, the door shutting with a snap. Right to the left of the door was a white sign that read “Do Not Disturb—Amon”. Smirking, the man pulled it down, tucked it under his arm, and walked away.
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