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My Lord	By : AloofandAndrogynous Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Aang/Zuko Views: 23159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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My Lord
Chapter 2
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The Fire Lord smirked as he sunk back into his chair, his erection jutting proudly from his robes.
"Suck me." Zuko stated simply, his erection beading precum. He was throbbing and groaned softly as his lover lifted himself away from the desk, dropping to his knees in front of the Fire Lord, eyeing him hungrily. The raven-haired male simply smirked down at him.
The grey-eyed male pressed his lips to the underside of the Fire Lord’s shaft at the very base, rubbing his nose against the hard flesh. Zuko groaned softly in appreciation and spread his legs further, so the Avatar could position himself more closely, for better leverage and easier access.
A soft sigh escaped Zuko’s lips as he felt nimble fingers run along his sac, where the flesh was indeed sensitive when he was aroused. His head lolled back, as he looked down at his lover with half-lidded eyes, seeing Aang explore his throbbing organ as if it were a most delectable piece of candy. A pair of feathery soft lips brushed against the head of his organ, spreading the bit of fluid at the tip along themselves. The blush remained on Aang’s cheeks, as he pressed his lips to his master’s swollen flesh in a firmer kiss. The very sight was enough to send a fresh surge of arousal to Zuko’s very loins, causing him to give out a soft hiss of delight.
Oh, Agni. He was so hard, his manhood a veritable steel rod, harder than even the metal that the Fire Nation was so skilled at working. It felt as if all the blood in his body that was not absolutely necessary for other vital functions had gone straight to his penis, and it was such an exquisite pain, that his flesh could do this to him. He had to stop himself from simply thrusting into his lover’s mouth when the younger Bender wrapped his lips just below the head, swirling that skilled tongue of his firmly.
So many things could be done with that tongue… the Avatar gave the term ‘blowjob’ a new and blissful meaning, and it was nothing to do with the fact that he could Airbend.
"Yes, Aang. That’s it…" Zuko murmured, stroking his lover’s bald head, enjoying the feel of the smooth skin under his hand. Though he sometimes wondered what Aang would look like with a full head of hair, there was no denying the pleasure of stroking a soft and smooth scalp.
The Avatar’s head started to bob up and down slowly, his tongue and lips working the Fire Lord’s turgid flesh adroitly, seeking and locating seemingly every nerve in Zuko’s manhood. The golden-eyed Lord continued to stroke his lover’s head, closing his eyes as he felt the loving attention on his needy flesh. The heat that was usually deep within the pit of his stomach slowly intensified, as he was attended to by the Avatar, and a bit of smoke escaped his mouth as he neared his climax.
Aang had performed fellatio on his loving master enough times to know when an orgasm was imminent, and he was eager to receive the Fire Lord’s ‘blessing’, as he was apt to call it. One of his hands remained on the root of his Lord’s manhood, stroking, pumping what wasn’t currently in his mouth, while his other hand trailed and massaged along Zuko’s inner thigh, groin, and lower abdomen, loving up on the warm skin and feeling the taut muscle underneath.
"Yes, that’s it." Zuko groaned, rolling his hips slightly under the attention of the mouth and hands. The fire deep within finally exploded, and he let out a deep growl, sounding very much like the dragon that often represented his element in art, arching slightly off the chair as his hot essence shot down Aang’s throat, the lips still wrapped around him tightly.
The young Airbender felt the warm hand at the back of his head, holding in a firm but gentle matter. The Fire Lord’s essence had a faintly spicy taste to it, which seemed very appropriate for the Firebender, and the flavor rather enjoyable.
"That’s it… drink it all down… like a good boy." Zuko murmured, his eyes half-lidded as he stared down at his blushing lover, who was still sucking him off and clearly enjoying the act. Knowing that Aang took pleasure in giving pleasure made Zuko appreciate him all the more. Several last spurts of seed came out from the Fire Lord’s flesh, shooting out only to be swallowed by an eager Avatar. He continued to suck slowly, knowing that doing so would prolong his Lord’s orgasm, a gentle blush on his cheeks. His fingers gently stroked the base of the raven-haired Firebender’s shaft before tugging very gently at the thatch of dark pubic hair for a moment, causing the Fire Lord to shiver.
Several spurts of flame had shot out of Zuko’s mouth when he came, but they did not set anything ablaze, and it was rather normal for him to breathe out fire. When Zuko was truly aroused, and lost in the heat of passion, he could breathe out fire to rival his own uncle’s dragon breath.
He stared down at Aang with half-lidded eyes, seeing the youth suck on him slowly, coaxing out any last drop of seed that could be milked as well as prolonging the pleasure, the gentle attention of lips pushing the gentle waves of his orgasm further. After several long moments, the Fire Lord’s still-rigid cock was licked slowly, the pale pink tongue lavishing the surface of the Fire Lord’s need.
Finally, Aang looked up at him, lips parted ever so slightly and a very soft pink color, matching the faint blush on his cheeks. There was a drop of pearly essence on his quivering chin, and the Fire Lord smirked slightly, reaching down to wipe that remnant of his seed with his thumb, before pressing it to Aang’s lips. Obediently, the younger male sucked it off, clearly happy to receive another ‘blessing’, however small it was.
By now, Zuko’s erection had begun to soften a little, starting to hide within the silk of his pants though it was still a rather noticeable sight. Aang looked up at his master adoringly. From this vantage, Zuko looked especially imposing, his honey-colored eyes smoldering with need and want. With a soft and playful smile, the Avatar lowered his head down, placing kisses along the erection, which caused it to grow back to full attention, and Zuko groaned softly.
"You like my little dragon, don’t you?" the Fire Lord asked, his voice husky.
"My lord, it’s not little, not at all!" Aang mewled, causing his master to smile faintly. The younger male continued, "Mmm… I love it so much. I want to feel it inside of me… please!"
"Maybe." Zuko murmured idly, knowing that the beads and plug firmly ensconced within his lover were stimulating him in more ways than one. No doubt the Avatar was very hard within the confines of his pants and underwear.
The Fire Lord gently nudged his lover back with his slippered foot, so that Aang’s groin came in view, and the fabric was indeed very tented. With a gesture of the Fire Lord’s hand, the Avatar stood up, trembling slightly from his arousal and clenching hard around what Zuko had put into him.
Aang stood there, hands at his sides, as the Fire Lord reached out to tug down the pants and fundoshi, allowing the smooth and pale cock to spring free of its confines, bobbing slightly for several moments. A quick expression of relief melted across the Avatar’s face as his flesh was loosed, and stood proudly before the raven-haired male’s inspection and approval. The hard flesh that curved ever so slightly upwards was pale as Zuko’s was, but instead of being red at the head and near it, it was a soft pink color.
The groin area was devoid of hair, just as Aang’s scalp was. He knew it pleased the Fire Lord for him to have no hair down there since it lent to a more innocent appearance. So, he shaved himself regularly and used cream to keep the skin soft and free of stubble. Sometimes, it was the Fire Lord who would lovingly apply the cream, warming it with his fingers and teasing the Avatar with gentle and slow rubs as he worked it into the skin, and perhaps teasing a certain area of sensitive flesh in the process, should he feel like it.
"Mmm…" Zuko murmured, trailing his fingers along Aang’s shaft for a fleeting moment, and spreading the precum on the pads of his fingers when he stroked the tip. He brought up his hand, seeing the soft glint under the lamplight, and delicately licked his fingers as his lover watched. The taste was light and sweet, and he eyed Aang with a heated stare.
"Please… my Lord. I need you inside of me." the Avatar begged, his cheeks now as pink as the tip of his erect penis, his lips quivering slightly, "I need to be filled."
"Yes. Yes, you do… don’t you?" Zuko murmured softly, with a brief nod, "Give me the ring."
Aang trembled, lifting his hand, where he had looped the slender cockring so it would not be lost. He knew now that the soft leather would be wrapped around his own cock rather than his master’s… it usually ended up on himself anyway. It meant that release would be a long time in coming, and he trembled at the thought of what the Fire Lord might do to him before he finally deemed his young lover worthy of a orgasm.
Warm fingers brushed against slightly shaking ones, as the cockring traded hands.
"Please, my lord." Aang begged. He was so hard, had been hard for a while, and wanted to come so badly, to know the blissful release he had just given his Lord. A faint smirk was on the Fire Lord’s lips, as he guessed at what the Avatar was thinking. Oh well. He was the Lord and Master – in charge of not only the entire Fire Nation, but the Avatar himself. Such an intoxicating thought!
The grey-eyed male bit his lip slightly, as he felt the smooth leather slide down his flesh before being tightened by careful hands, hands that always knew just how much control and pressure to exert on the ultra-sensitive flesh.
Zuko sat back for a moment to admire his handiwork, the smooth leather wrapped firmly around Aang’s shaft, ensuring that he would not come until his lord deemed it appropriate.
"Strip down, and get on the bed. On your knees, head down." Zuko murmured, his voice even deeper than before, like velvet warmed by the fire.
Aang eagerly removed his clothes, the silk sliding down his flesh and pooling around on the floor, leaving him naked but what held his manhood so firmly. With graceful and light movements, he left the study and climbed onto the bed, Zuko on his tail and watching the taut muscles in the Avatar’s pert rear end. The younger male positioned himself in the correct position, knees slightly spread, feet loosely touching, elbows spread and hands clasped together, head lowered. Aang could look down between his own legs, seeing his own erection and the Fire Lord behind him in the triangular view provided by the careful arrangement of his limbs.
Unable to help himself, the bald male wiggled his rear end in the air cheekily, his penis and sac swaying a bit as he did so.
Zuko could not help but smirk at this cheeky display of need and when he closed in on the Avatar, he brought his hand up to give Aang’s left rear cheek a light slap. The bald monk gave out a light gasp, and the Fire Lord slapped the other cheek.
"My lord, please!" Aang gasped. He didn’t know how much more teasing he could take. He wanted to be taken by his lover, and fucked into the bed until he was unable to move. He loved Zuko’s fierceness and thoroughness. The slaps continued, growing firmer as he felt his flesh warm under the assault. He was throbbing so badly and wanted to lift one hand to stroke himself, but that might garner more spanking, or a longer waiting period for his orgasm.
When Zuko was done, Aang’s rear end was a firm shade of pink, and warm to his touch when he gave it several slow caresses. Though he would never actually harm his lover, the Fire Lord enjoyed ‘punishing’ the Avatar for small ‘offenses’. Such as calling him a jackass. His hand idly trailed down the rear cheeks to caress the sac and give the engorged organ of the Avatar a teasing stroke, feeling the hard and warm flesh.
Hooking his finger into the loop that hung from the plug, the golden-eyed Lord gave it a gentle but firm tug, pulling it out. Aang was unable to hold back a soft mewl. Six beads remained, and the Fire Lord pulled them each out with care, sometimes giving them light and teasing tugs before he finally pulled them out. Aang closed his eyes, concentrating on the sensation of being emptied of the beads, quivering in anticipation for the moment that he would be filled with something more substantial.
When the beads were fully extricated, Zuko removed the vial from the pocket of his robe and dabbed some of its contents on his fingers, slowly massaging the Avatar’s sphincter. Not much oil was needed, for Aang had been taken enough times to not need extensive preparation anymore. The oil had a slightly spicy scent, and it never ceased to arouse the tattooed male, for it was a unique scent and belonged to only one thing, and that thing was used for only one purpose.
Without a word, the Fire Lord let his robe slide from his shoulders, the silk pooling around his feet as he did the same to his pants and underwear. Stepping out of his slippers, he climbed onto the bed, moving much like a cat did, and sliding his hands onto the Avatar’s hips.
The Fire Lord let out a slow breath before inhaling again, clearing his mind further so he could concentrate on this more. He refused to think of affairs of state, or anything else that happened outside of the royal bed. As far as he was concerned at the moment, the only reality was that of the flesh.
Looking down at his lover, Zuko positioned himself, gently prodding the Avatar with the head of his swollen need, feeling the fire surge through his loins. Keeping a firm grip on Aang’s hips, even though he knew the younger male would not try to wiggle away, he started to press in.
The Avatar relaxed his sphincter, taking a deep breath and exhaling as his body welcomed the intruder. There was a small amount of pain as his body accommodated to Zuko, for the Fire Lord was generously endowed. He felt himself being filled, inch by pleasurable inch, joyful at the most agreeable feeling of being filled. It almost seemed that Zuko was going too slow, but finally, the raven-haired male was sheathed to the hilt, and Aang gave out a squeeze and a soft whimper.
"So big." he murmured, his hands kneading the silk comforter. This was a definite stroke to Zuko’s male ego, and he smirked as he lifted his hands from the Avatar’s hips, stroking his sides. They remained joined, their hips still as both of them savored the union.
"Just think about how many women vie for your position." Zuko purred as he continued to caress the Avatar’s sides, his fingertips radiating warmth.
"Ooh." Aang groaned, as he turned his head to look at his lover, a playful pout on his soft lips, "I hope you don’t pick any of them over me, Zu…"
"Why should I?" Zuko asked with a small smirk, "None of them would please me as much as you do... None of them care about me... they just want power and luxury." he whispered as he ran his finger along Aang's spine. There was the matter of siring an heir, but that would come later.
The Avatar shuddered, and closed his eyes, giving a soft moan of pleasure at these words, and of course at the finger trailing up his spine, making his nipples harden.
"You're mine... just like I am yours. The court and its ladies can go and fuck themselves." Zuko added softly, as he rolled his hips a little. The Avatar could not help but shoot him a happy grin, his grey eyes twinkling warmly before he gave out a soft moan at the gentle thrust. He arched slightly in response to the thrust, pushing back at Zuko a mere fraction of an inch.
This started a slow rhythm, the soft ‘fap’ of flesh hitting flesh and soft murmurs filling the air. Zuko was in heaven, feeling Aang clench around him, much like a maiden would around her lover. It was a curious and pleasant sensation, and Zuko pumped more firmly, moving with an unmistakable combination experience and talent against his lover.
The Avatar desperately wanted to come, but the ring prevented him from doing so. He had never been able to come, even when he was aroused and ready to burst, whenever the Fire Lord bound his flesh. He knew that if the ring was gone, he would know release with several pumps, and his cock quivered needily, a drop of precum falling onto the blanket.
"I… I need to come. Let me come!" Aang begged, whining softly as Zuko increased the pace, spearing the younger male repeatedly with powerful thrusts. The Fire Lord ignored the plea, but he reached down, to give the Avatar several caresses to give him a small amount of pleasure, and to magnify the divine torture that he dealt so well.
The Avatar’s fingers dug into the blanket, and he whined as the Fire Lord added a small amount of heat to his hand, stroking his penis with it. Searing lips pressed against his neck and back, hot breath whispering against skin that had become ultra-sensitized for pleasure. His lip quivered, and he arched against his lover, clenching as tightly as he could. He wanted to come so badly, to hell with the soft silk blanket under him. A whine of dismay escaped his lips when the warm hand left his most sensitive areas, and the thrusting resumed.
The Fire Lord groaned as he came close, and pulled out, flipping Aang over onto his back, so he could look down at his lover. The Avatar lay there, a bit disoriented at the sudden change of position. He lay there, legs spread, his rigid organ saluting the Fire Lord proudly. He looked so beautiful, looking soft and innocent even with his evidence of desire, and the need shining from his eyes.
"My lord…" Aang murmured, squirming around slightly. He was stunning, splayed out like this, and Zuko enjoyed the sight for several moments, preserving it to his memory, before climbing on top of the youth, feeling the Avatar’s penis against his stomach.
"Mine." the lord of the Fire Nation murmured, his voice husky and deep, and the Avatar merely nodded slowly. He liked being Zuko’s, loved every moment of it.
The Fire Lord pressed his lips against Aang’s for several moments, savoring the softness and flavor, before raising himself up and lifting the boy’s legs to his chest. Aang shivered as he felt his knees against his shoulders, and looked up at the Fire Lord, his puckered opening clenching and unclenching slightly. Before he knew it, he had been speared again, and gave out a soft mewl at the force of the penetration. Now, when he was being fucked, he could look up at his lover, rather than down at the silk. His lips parted ever so slightly, and his hard manhood bobbed up and down with each fierce thrust the Fire Lord made. With another mewl, he reached up to touch Zuko’s cheek.
A small smile graced the Fire Lord’s lips as his thrusts increased, and the Avatar recognized the signs of impending orgasm. Whenever the Fire Lord came into him, it always felt so good, to have that hot seed pour into his willing body.
When the Fire Lord hit his orgasm, he let out a roar, much like a dragon, as he spat out fire, his orgasm powerful. The Avatar could feel the very force of his release, hot and strong, fill him up to the very brim. It didn’t end there. Zuko continued his powerful thrusting, pushing his seed in further and prolonging his orgasm, and the Avatar writhed against him, crying out in wanton delight.
Remaining hard, he continued to thrust, letting go of Aang’s legs and welcoming the sensation of them wrapping around his middle. He was not unaware of the Avatar’s need pressing against his stomach – it would be remedied in time. But right now, he was just lost in the haze of his own pleasure, growling softly as he felt the tattooed boy clench around him firmly. A thin sheen of sweat beaded his brow, and he stared down at the gray-eyed boy intently, his own golden eyes filled with a need that was sated – temporarily. Aang knew from experience that the dragon was often hungry… and he did not mind at all.
Zuko rolled his hips, slowing down gradually, until he pulled out. Aang gave out a small whimper, feeling empty, though he had the feeling of hot essence in him to comfort him. Giving the Avatar’s stomach and chest several gentle rubs, he finally disengaged from his lover’s legs. With a contented sigh, he flopped down on the bed next to Aang, closing his eyes for a moment.
The bald lover knew the drill. Now was the time to clean the Fire Lord. With a quick trip to the washroom, he had a water whip in his hands, and a small but fluffy red towel draped across one arm. He smiled down at Zuko as he set to his task, the water whip moving along the Fire Lord’s genitals and cleaning it off of all traces of lovemaking, for the Fire Lord didn’t like to go to sleep with stickiness on himself. Zuko murmured in pleasure, for the whip was warm, but he did not become aroused, and after the water was disposed of, he was lovingly rubbed dry with the towel, even though the act was not really necessary. Aang smiled as he felt the Fire Lord’s privates through the towel, and rubbed gently, placing kisses around his master’s navel as he did so.
The Avatar was throbbing needily, but he attended to his duty with care before placing the towel aside as he looked up at Zuko with rape adoration and anticipation as he lay on the bed on his side, his throbbing cock very evident. The pink at the tip was closer to red than it was before, and precum had dribbled down it. The Fire Lord propped himself up on his elbows with a small smirk.
Yes, the Avatar had more than earned his release. Sometimes, it amused Zuko to hold off Aang's release as long as possible, to see how the boy would beg for his release. He wiggled up the bed, propping his head on a pillow as if he would simply go to bed, without attending to his lover's need.
Aang looked up at him with a pout, blushing fiercely as he shuddered a bit, the pulsing of his hard flesh bordering on painful.
"Please, my lord. I need to come… it hurts. Don’t deny your faithful slave…" he whimpered. It was amusing to Zuko to hear the mighty Avatar refer to himself as a slave. But of course, that was bedroom talk. Outside of the bed, he was the Avatar, advisor to the Fire Lord and harbinger of world peace. And then, behind closed doors, he was all to eager to bend over and offer his tight little ass…
"I am tired." the Fire Lord stated with feigned exhaustion and disinterest. The Avatar gave out a gasp of mock offense before turning away and crossing his arms.
"The next time you want to blow a load, maybe I’ll be tired!"
"I am your Lord, and when I want to blow a… ‘load’, you will serve me!" Zuko replied, his tone both serious and playful. Aang had to hold back a giggle at that.
"Now… come here!" Zuko growled, his eyes blazing. The Fire Lord was rewarded with a beautiful smile, as Aang crawled up the silk blankets. He found himself pinned under his lover, fierce and searing kisses being rained along his face, neck, chest, stomach…
Zuko was not going to simply suck him off and finish it quickly. He could have, and let Aang have his orgasm just like that. But, no. Aang might be a willing slave, but he was a loved one, and was cherished.
The Fire Lord teased him with nibbles and sucks and kisses, leaving the cockring on so that he could continue to pleasure his lover without having Aang release so soon. The younger male arched off the bed, murmuring Zuko’s name happily as his penis was ravished with kisses that increased in firmness with each one, and the tongue that slathered along him… ohh. Spirits be praised. He wanted to come so badly, yet he loved this attention. Zuko’s breath was hot, and he shivered wantonly, reaching out to stroke the Fire Lord’s silken black hair.
Finally, his ring was taken off and discarded, and the mouth descended onto him, Zuko staring up at him intently as he did so. Aang watched, not breaking the gaze as he finally orgasmed, crying out weakly as he finally had his orgasm – and an intense one it was indeed. Zuko continued sucking, savoring every last drop of Aang’s seed and savoring its light flavor. He placed kisses along it as it started to soften, and smirked up at the Avatar as it fell from his lips.
"Th… thank you, my lord." Aang murmured, as he felt a loving hand stroke his hip.
"Close your eyes." Zuko answered softly. The Avatar did as he asked, and felt the Fire Lord climb off the bed. Oh, what toy would he bring out now? Did he have more in mind for the night?
He felt the Fire Lord settle between his legs and lift up his knees, so that his feet were near his buttocks, and his anus was in clear view. Something prodded at him, and his lips parted in a whimper. He opened his eyes, but the Fire Lord did not scold him. Whatever it was pushed into him, and he realized that the Fire Lord had placed a plug in him. Nothing in the toybox was bigger than the Fire Lord’s manhood, or close to it. The Fire Lord would have nothing bigger than himself enter Aang, though he did not have to worry too much, since he was, as the Avatar so glibly put it once, hung like a Komodo rhino.
Sometimes the Fire Lord liked to put a plug into his lover, to tease the younger male, or just for fun. It was hard to ignore having a buttplug in one’s sphincter, even if it was modestly sized. He pressed it in all the way and wiggled it just slightly, smirking at Aang again. That, and the hot seed that had been poured into him would keep Aang in a state of desire, and ripe to take in the morning.
That being done, he crawled under the sheets, Aang doing the same. He felt slender hands paw at his chest, and he glanced at the Avatar with a contented and lazy smile.
"I love you, Zuko." Aang breathed weakly, running his fingers along the Fire Lord’s jaw. Zuko took the hand and kissed its fingertips.
"I love you too." the Firebender purred. It was rare that the Fire Lord showed such moments of tenderness. He was usually more dominant and taciturn, so Aang cherished these small and soft moments.
"Thank you, my lord…"
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