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Dangerous Bounty	By : YinAndYang Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 9283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Rating: NC-17
Warnings: No ship, just smut. Consider yourself warned.

Zuko has turned the tables on Jun, who must now figure out how to placate a very, very angry firebender.

This situation was officially out of hand.

Her mind still muddled with pleasure, Jun stared in growing horror at the seething firebender above her. The poison usually lasted for a good hour or so…how had he managed to shake it off in a little over half that time? She had only planned to linger for a few minutes longer before having her xirxiu sting him again. Now, she was in a great deal of trouble, unless she figured out how to get him under control.

Diversionary tactics. “I guess what they say about firebenders is true,” she drawled, while gently thrusting her lower body against his.

Those gorgeous golden eyes narrowed. “What do they say about firebenders?”

“That they’re the toughest bastards in the world.” She gave him her most seductive smile, while raising one of her legs to rub slowly, sensuously against his thigh. “And that they make the best lovers. Is that true, Angry Boy?”

Lust was darkening the firebender’s eyes, making his breathing grow more ragged. Excellent. If she could catch him off his guard, she might even be able to take charge of this situation. And this time, she’d be damned if he got away from her again.

Something of her triumph must have shown in her face, or else the prince was better at keeping his emotions in check than she had reckoned, for his expression grew stony once more. He took a deep breath, and Jun could feel the air around him grow hotter. He raised himself above her, pulling her arms from above her head but still holding her wrists tightly.

He exhaled suddenly, sharply, and she was unable to hold back a small scream as smoke and flame erupted from his mouth. Dear gods, she’d never seen a firebender do that before! He looked like a dragon given human form, dark and menacing and so damned desirable that Jun couldn’t decide if it was fear or lust that was making her heart race and her head spin.

“No more diversions,” he growled. “No more taunts, no more talk, and no more damned poison. You’ll give me what I want, and maybe I won’t burn you when it’s done.”

Jun took a deep breath and steadied her nerves, resisting the urge to tell the brat to go to hell. Losing her temper would not help her situation, and it was never wise to show fear when dealing with an enemy…especially one as ridden by lust and anger as this one. He could be calmed, if she could keep her own considerable temper in check.

“No more interruptions,” she agreed, forcing herself to relax in his bruising grip. “I’ll give you what you want, handsome. Just let my hands go. You’re bruising me, and I can give you much more pleasure with them than without them.” His face was stony. She didn’t appear to be getting through to him. “It’ll be a lot more fun,” she promised.

Her heart jumped in her chest when he leaned in close, his heated breath brushing against her face, nearly choking her. “It will be. For me.”

He gripped both of her wrists tightly in one hand and leaned across her, reaching for something on the ground just behind her head. Jun struggled to pull her wrists free, bringing her legs up to knee him in the back, bucking against him in a vain attempt to dislodge her attacker. It didn’t work. He was too strong, too heavy, and too quick. Finding what he needed, he hovered over her with his belt in one hand, tying it quickly around her wrists and knotting it securely.

Jun felt the unfamiliar stirrings of panic. She glanced over at her xirxiu, still tied to a tree across the clearing, and cursed her lack of foresight. The beast’s tongue wouldn’t reach quite far enough to take care of the prince, even if she could command the brute without her whip, which was lying somewhere on the ground beyond her reach.

Helpless and enraged, Jun fought back. She no longer cared that she had asked for this, that she was merely trading places with her intended victim. She’d be damned if this royal brat was going to get the better of her. With a snarl, she began twisting and bucking against him, while punching and clawing at his face with her bound hands.

Zuko cursed under his breath and swatted her hands away. “Be still!”

Jun managed to sit up partially and hooked her hands around his neck, taking advantage of her restraints to pull him down fully on top of her. She tried to shove him to one side, much as he had done to her, but his weight kept her from gaining leverage over him. Zuko placed his hands on either side of her and tried to pull up, but she managed to hold him down, his face inches from hers, their bodies locked together, unable to pull apart.

They breathed into each other, both panting from the exertion of their struggles, sharing each breath and every heartbeat. Jun swore she could hear his, and knew that he must be able to hear her own, beating wildly in her chest. His eyes were like purest, molten gold, so warm she could pour herself into them. She could feel him hard between her legs, the heat a maddening reminder of why she’d started this in the first place. By the gods, how she wanted him like this, fighting and challenging her at every turn, not some meek, helpless lamb for slaughter. She could worry about the bounty later.

“You’ll never take me like this,” she said softly, “not with me fighting you. You should just give up and untie me.”

Was it her imagination, or did he shiver? “I never give up,” he said, just as softly.

She smiled. “I’ll give up if you do,” she promised.

That caught his attention. “What do you mean?” His young voice was filled with suspicion.

“A truce. No more fighting, and definitely no burning. Just you and me, finishing what we’ve started. Are you game, Angry Boy?” She turned her promise into a taunt, knowing that he would not be able to resist a challenge. And if he believed that she would honor the deal…well, she could live with a guilty conscience if it made her rich.

He appeared to consider her offer for a moment before nodding slowly. “A truce while we settle this. But if you betray me…”

“…You’ll burn me to a crisp,” she answered, unable to keep the mockery from her voice. “Gotcha. Now untie me.”

He looked as though he wanted to refuse, but after only a moment’s pause, he slid his head out from under her hands and levered himself up to his knees, still crouching between her legs. Jun offered her hands, and he carefully unknotted the fabric. She did not move when her hands were free, remaining instead on her back, gently rubbing the feeling back into her wrists, and contemplated her prey.

He was inexperienced, that much she knew. She doubted he had more than a basic knowledge of the mechanics of sex, and would know nothing of the nuances. It didn’t hurt, either, that he was a fine specimen of young male, well-formed and muscled, and definitely well-endowed. Yes, he’d be much more fun as a willing participant than a powerless victim.

Jun sat up, bringing her eye level with his chest. She ran her hands over his tight, muscled flesh, biting back a smile at his gasp of surprise. “No, you’re definitely not a little boy.” She pulled her hands back down, running them over his flat abdomen to his thighs, leaning her head against his body and watching his twitching erection with interest. (hahahahaha)

“Jun…”

“Let’s switch places,” she suggested, and started to rise to her feet. Zuko stayed where he was, looking wary and uncertain. She came to her feet and crouched before him. “Hey…truce, remember? Now, on your back.” He gave her a disgruntled glared and lay down on his back.

Jun followed and straddled him in the same position from earlier. “Yeah, I know we’ve done this before. But this time, it’ll be a little different.” Before he could protest, she took his mouth, sliding her tongue between his surprised lips and caressing his own. He tasted good, slightly smoky, and he was a quick learner. As his tongue wrestled with her own, his hands came up to her waist, began stroking her back, her shoulders, her hair. Jun remembered the very brief experience of having this sweet tongue on her other lips, wishing she could somehow talk him into giving her a repeat performance. She decided not to push it. Letting this experience be all about him would lower his defenses.

His smooth, well-defined chest felt wonderful under her fingertips. As her mouth danced with his, she explored the flat planes of muscle, brushing her fingers against his hardened nipples and swallowing his murmur of approval.

“Jun…”

Gods, how she loved his voice, warm and smooth like raw silk. She would have made him beg for it, had she not been so far gone in need herself.

Raising herself slightly, she reached down and took him in her hand, laughing softly at his surprised gasp. His member pulsed with a heated need to match her own. She would have no trouble accepting him; their fight had left her hot and wet and eager for this union. Positioning him at the entrance to her womanhood, Jun slowly, deliberately, forced her body down on top of his enjoying his deep groan almost as much as the feel of him inside her. She watched Zuko’s face as she seated herself fully atop him. His eyes widened with shock, then fluttered shut, his mouth parted in a moan as she contracted her inner muscles, squeezing him warmly inside her. (ick ick ick)

. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back, arching her body forward and feeling his manhood inside her, grinding against her sweet spot. She thought she would die from the pleasure of it, and they’d scarcely begun. Following her own inner rhythm, she began to rock slowly back and forth. A throaty gasp reminded her that she was not in this alone. Looking down, she locked gazes with her victim and lover. The naked need on his scarred face nearly took her breath away. Lost in her own pleasure, she’d momentarily forgotten that this was his first time.

“Jun?”

“Yes, loverboy?” He was just so damned cute when he was about to beg.

“Could we…hurry this up a …bit?”

“No. Be still and enjoy the ride.”

“You’re the one who’s doing the riding,” he observed, surprising her yet again with his unexpected sense of humor.

“Want to make this more fun for both of us?”

He nodded, his eyes filled with wonder at the notion that there could possibly be even more to this.

Taking his hand, she brought to the place where their bodies were joined. “Feel this?” Taking his index finger, she guided him to her sensitive bud. She waited for him to nod his understanding. “If you circle it…not too hard!... like that…yes. Yes.” The boy had some talented fingers. His firm but gentle touch sent a shudder throughout her entire body.

“How is this fun for me?” Zuko looked puzzled, reminding Jun once again of the extreme self-centeredness of horny young men.

“Trust me, Zuko. You keep this up, and you’ll find out.”

Sonner rather than later, she imagined, as she continued to ride him, a little faster and harder now, her eyes closing as she concentrated on the building sensation. She was already aroused, and the prince’s clever fingers were driving her wild. Achieving pleasure had never been a problem for her, and sure enough, she could feel the familiar burn, like a flow of molten fire was pooling between her legs. She began to speed up her rhythm, working herself against him harder and harder, and all the while Zuko caressed her bud, his touch sending delicious little tingles from her sensitive nub throughout her body. His free hand clutched her hip hard, pulling her against him as she moved.

Opening her eyes, she found him watching her, his teeth clenched, breathing slowly, as though in meditation. He was trying, she realized, to hold it together for her, for them both. He was so hot, so beautiful, and at this moment, he was all hers.

Her possessive thoughts shattered what little control she had. With a soft gowl, Jun leaned forward, placing her hands on the firm pectoral muscles of his chest, and began driving herself onward, impaling herself over and over again on his rock-hard shaft. The heat was becoming unbearable. In a sort of reverie, she fixed her gaze on her young lover and found him watching her, his eyes feasting on her like some wild beast contemplating his kill. It was a look she recognized as being her own, never thinking it would be turned back upon her. Never realizing that she might, in fact, become the hunted.

Her release came on her suddenly, her strangled scream startling her xirxiu to it’s feet with a surprised snort, but Jun was beyond caring. Bowing her head, she whimpered as wave upon wave of burning ecstasy washed over her, as her inner muscles gripped Zuko’s shaft, stroking him with velvety heat and increasing her pleasure a hundred fold.

“Gods…”

She glanced up through the curtain of her ebony hair and had to smile at his stunned expression. ‘I told you it would be worth it,” she panted, trying to remember how to breath again. “Your turn, handsome.”

Jun resumed her earlier motion, riding him for all she was worth, watching the play of emotions across his face. He was clutching her hips so tightly it hurt. One by one, June carefully pried his hands off her and encouraged him to rest them on her thighs, where he wouldn’t have as much leverage. She was going to have to move fast here in a moment, and she didn’t want to be bested again by his superior strength.

“Aaahhh….oh, Gods…” He breathed in short, sharp gasps, his body shuddered, and jun knew it was time. Swiftly, before he could react, she pushed herself up and off him and caught his spasming member in her hands, holding it as he came screaming to his climax, shooting his hot, white juices onto his belly.

(Gah! I can’t believe I wrote that!)

“Wh…what…?”

“Sorry, lover, “ she whispered. “I’m not cut out for the motherhood thing.” He started to protest, then gasped as she gently squeezed his manhood. “Now, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“N-no.” But Jun could hear the disappointment in his voice.

Gazing down at him, she smiled and shook her head. “What a mess we have here,” she teased, drawing his attention to the glistening fluid that covered his torso.

He was young and inexperienced enough to blush furiously at this observation. “Um…”

“Someone’s going to have to clean that up,” she observed, her voice light and playful. “I guess I’ll have to volunteer.”

Their erotic play had left Jun in a decidedly mischievous mood. As he watched, she lowered her head to his belly and carefully licked him clean of his own semen, something she had never dreamed of doing before and would probably never do for another. A deep, shaky breath told her that she’d managed to shock him yet again. As she tasted the salty thickness of his juices, she idly wondered why it was such a turn on to shock this serious, driven young man.

When she had finished her kinky (ick) little meal, she made a show of smacking her lips. “There no. All done.” Crawling up his body, she settled herself in the curve of his arm, her head resting on his shoulder, arm and leg draped across his body.

“So, the truce is still on?” He rested his free hand on her waist and pulled her closer, fitting her to his body.

“Mm-hmm…” she murmured. “I don’t feel like hunting you right now.”

His chest shook with his soft laugh. ‘Right now?” Damn, he was quick. Achieving her goal hadn’t gotten any easier with his seduction. She couldn’t think of a convincing answer to this, so she let it go, and pretended to drift off into a sort of half-sleep.

She couldn’t say how long they lay there, dozing in the cool night air, watching the full moon peek through the treetops, but Jun was beginning to feel quite chilled, and was seriously considering retrieving her clothing, when Zuko’s voice broke the silence.

“Jun, can women…you know, do that more than once?”

It was such an odd question, Jun couldn’t figure out what he was asking her. “Can we what more than once?”

“You know, what you did, before I…” his words stumbled to a halt. Jun imagined that she could feel his blush through her contact with his skin. Raising her head, she propped her chin on his chest and stared at him.

“I think the word you’re looking for is ‘come’.” His puzzled expression was precious. “And yes, women can come more than once in a short time, though men can’t.” Why on earth was he asking this?

“I can…come more than once,” he replied, his voice defiant. Jun snorted.

“Sorry, hot stuff. When the fireworks are all done, men aren’t much good for awhile.”

“I can.” Jun noted the stubborn set of his chin and began to wonder.

“Show me.” She sat up and stared at his member.

“If I do, will you let me do it my way this time?”

Jun was intrigued. “Sure, but you can’t come inside me. No babies, got it?”

Zuko nodded and took himself in hand, closing his eyes and stroking himself. Jun was entranced. In a few short minutes, right before her eyes, that sweet specimen of manhood began to swell and grow, and Jun had the errant thought that this arrogant little prince might be a man worth keeping after all.

He was completely hard now, his strong hands continuing their rhythmic strokes. Reaching out her own hand, Jun stopped him.

“Okay, I’ve seen enough. You’re clearly ready for another round.” She started to climb back on top of him, but Zuko sat up abruptly and stopped her. His eyes were mere inches from her own, his lips brushing hers in a ghost of a kiss.

“Let’s switch positions,” he breathed, his words echoing her earlier suggestion.

Jun couldn’t think of a single reason to disagree.
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