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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 # 2: Danger
Defeating Boredom
Despite the occasional failed assassination attempt, attempts that declined in frequency dramatically as the months after the war passed, there was very little danger in being Fire Lord.
"Unless you include the possibility of being bored to death," Mai muttered under her breath one day during a meeting.
Her fiancé was nodding off next to her as the ten councilmen, mostly old men (Mai would see about changing that over the years) debated the benefits of sharing technology with the other nations. That wouldn't do. She gave him the subtlest nudge she could, and his head lolled back on his neck.
"Zuko," she hissed. He jerked his head up comically, shouted "Mai" as though he had just climaxed, then slapped a hand against his forehead. "So much for subtle," the young woman sighed.
The councilmen were staring at Zuko now, a combination of disgust, disappointment and mild amusement on their faces. Mai stared right back, daring the wizened old codgers to say anything. They didn't.
"You may continue, Councilman Satori," Zuko announced with as much dignity as he could muster.
"And try to speed things along," Mai added cheekily. "The Fire Lord has other business to attend to today."
The council erupted with noise then, sounding more like an angry den of hornets than a group of ten men. They buzzed and gesticulated, glaring at Mai, terribly offended by what they saw as her affront to the tradition of council.
The Fire Lord would put an end to that nonsense. "I said, you may continue Councilman Satori, and do speed things along." He gave Mai a secret smile, one that she returned.
Both were anticipating their little night time adventure.

"Mask?" Zuko asked as he reached for a replica of the Blue Spirit mask he had occasionally worn during those painful days of his banishment, when he either needed to steal or to hide his identity. Now it was a toy for Mai and Zuko, something they used on occasional in love play, and a reminder of an important time in the Fire Lord's life.
"Duh, yeah," Mai answered immediately. "I love when you wear that"
"Firebending or no firebending?" He was establishing the rules for their sparring match. At least once a week, he and Mai battled; they were more than sparring matches actually, they were fights, with cuts and blood and bruises. Their adrenaline soared as did their libidos. The matches were intense and thrilling, violent and sexual and the highlight of each week.
Mai paused; bending gave her fiancé an advantage. But it added to the danger and the thrill. And tonight she wanted whole measures not half. "Bending," she declared with no hesitation. She was busy strapping on each and every blade she owned, every dart, and every launcher. The metal gleamed against the paleness of her skin and Zuko gulped. Perhaps she was the one with the unfair advantage. Mai couldn't help but feel his stare. It was overwhelming after all, but that made sense. Zuko did nothing casually. Her lips twitched a bit as she bent over, adjusting a strap on her ankle, giving Zuko an eyeful of backside. She actually heard him swallow, not once but three times. "There," she said with exaggerated breathiness as she stood up. "I'm almost ready."
Like a child presented with a tableful of desserts and unable to choose only one, Zuko watched Mai dress, eyeing first her breasts as she bound them, then her sex as she pulled on silky, feminine underwear. His gold eyes skirted her body, moving from top to bottom, then focusing on where her hands were, then moving all over her form again. He couldn't get enough of her; Mai was his addiction.
"Get a good eyeful," the soon to be Fire Lady teased. "Maybe I should do it all over again." She pulled her thick hair into a quick ponytail and gave Zuko a suggestive glance.
"Um, no, I'll um watch you undress when we're done." He adjusted the front of his simple black pants, then reached for his sword, sliding it into the sheath. He pulled up the grinning mask next and suddenly Mai couldn't read him as well. But that was the point. "I'm ready."
"Good; let's go."
They slipped out of their rooms, and glided through the darkened palace, making their way to the gardens.

Mai didn't give him a chance to produce a flame before she pulled out one of her shuriken, making it soar gracefully from her hand. It nicked Zuko's upper arm. She could see the whiteness of his skin beneath the sliced fabric and a thin line of red.
"First blood," she called out proudly and moved to avoid her fiance's bending attack. She dropped onto the grass and rolled, getting out of the way just in time. The heat of his fire was extreme and the flames had very nearly licked at her hair. While still down she let go a volley of darts. Zuko unsheathed his sword in time, and knocked them aside.
He came at her then, swords swinging, fire lapping at the steel. She felt her sex twitch with desire as he stood over her and swung, knowing that she would move in time. And she did, rolling again and jumping up gracefully. "How's your arm?" she asked cheekily.
"Oh, did you cut me? I didn't notice," he replied with equal cheek, his raspy and very sexy voice slightly distorted by the mask.
Not going to take that lying down, Mai let another blade fly. This one pinned Zuko's pant leg to the ground and he stumbled a bit. Mai took advantage and tossed another, pinning his other leg. She was laughing now, face flushed with excitement, and Zuko found his body reacting predictably.
He tugged hard, freeing himself and gave chase. Mai ran through the garden, looking back occasionally and throwing a blade, darting this way and that way, always a study in grace. Zuko was close behind, sending a blast of fire here and a blast of fire there, forcing Mai to duck and whirl. She didn't see the bench in her path as she rounded a corner, head turned to watch Zuko as she sent her last bunch of darts his way.
Her knee hit the sharp metal edge and then she impacted the stone pathway, hard. Mai grunted and grabbed her leg. She let out a soft curse and tried to get up. "Damn." It hurt badly.
Zuko stood over her, then knelt down, crossing his swords at her throat. "I win," he whispered.
"Bastard," she hissed. He had won last time too, though barely. "It was the bench's fault, not mine."
"Now, now, no excuses, Mai." Zuko was enjoying his victory.
Battle over, he ripped his mask off, concern for Mai's well being now clear on his face. The yellowy -white light of the moon shone down on both of them and Zuko thought that perhaps Mai had never looked more beautiful; disheveled, dirty, and angry looking. Then again, each time he saw her with a new outfit or naked or fresh from the bath or coming to her completion, he thought the same thing. She was simply beautiful, lovelier than anything or anyone in the world.
"Are you okay? Let me look at your knee." He didn't wait for her consent but pulled up her pant leg gently, then probed with his fingers.
"Ouch," Mai yelped. "Damn that hurts."
The knee was bruised and swollen and a small cut was almost hidden in the mass of purple and blue. Zuko bent down and kissed the knee tenderly. He helped her up off the ground and then swung her smoothly into his arms. "You need to keep your weight off that," he informed her.
The Fire Lord carried her easily and when they made it to the palace's living quarters, deposited her down on their bed. "Thanks," she said, her voice more gentle now.
"You're not moving," he ordered. Quickly he removed his sword and shimmied out of his clothing.
It was Mai's turn to gulp. He was magnificent and she never tired of looking at him. She didn't argue. She didn't want to. Zuko stood by the bed and undressed her, taking his time, enjoying the process. He removed her holsters next and undid the straps that held her blades.
"The servants will have to go on a treasure hunt tomorrow," she rasped. "Most of my blades are out in the garden."
Zuko didn't reply. He kissed her deeply instead. Mai sucked in her breath and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fingers moved downward eventually, finding the cut on Zuko's arm and stroking it gently.
Their kissing was leisurely and unhurried. They had the rest of the night, after all. And sometimes waiting a bit, building anticipation and going slow, made their lovemaking all the more sweet.
"I'm going to beat your ass next time," Mai breathed into his ear and giggled.
"We'll see," the Fire Lord replied. "We'll see."
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