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Zuko's Geography Lessons	By : vickiso Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 9990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Challenge #10: An Ostrich-Horse (CHOCOBO!) stable.

Title: Vicki’s Geography Lessons – Maid in Earth Kingdom
Author: vickiso
Media: fiction
Challenge Type: biweekly
Warnings: cheesy porn plot, bad seduction, porn, more porn

He found it strange yet warming whenever a family of Earth Kingdom peasants welcomed him, a scarred, stoic, stranger, into their homes to be fed and given some small comfort on his long and arduous journey. He had his pride, of course, and never took anything from these generous people without working in return.

Today, he was mucking out ostrich-horse stalls. Not the most pleasant of tasks, but over the stench of manure, the smells of stewed meats wafting through the air promised that dinner would be well-worth the hard work he was putting in.

He never thought he’d have to put out, though.

“Well hello there,” a silky voice came. Zuko turned and spotted a tall, beautiful young woman coyly leaning against the barn door. She was dressed in a scandalously tight sleeveless tunic cut so low her cleavage popped out at him. Her long, shapely legs glistened in the day’s heat, adorned by a very short skirt that hugged her hips jealously. Bright green eyes appraised him through a curtain of springy auburn curls. “Momma said you were helping out for the day.”

The prince straightened and gave a short nod as she approached. She looked about. “Wow, you’ve really cleaned the place up. You must have some great arms on you to get the job done so fast.” Her eyes roamed up and down the length of his body and she reached out to squeeze his biceps.

Zuko pulled away. “I do my best.” He said shortly and continued shoveling, not wanting to stare at her any more for fear of arousing any treacherous bodily reactions.

“By the way, my name’s Sylphie. What’s yours?”

He hesitated, but the lilt in her voice and the earnest, smoldering smile was disarming. “Lee.” He lied.

“Mmm.” She pursed her lips and winked at him. “Well, Lee, I’ll see you at dinner.”

He watched her go, sweating. As that tight, curvy butt shimmied out, he suddenly realized she hadn’t been wearing any underwear beneath that short skirt.

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Dinner was fabulous, replete with roast duck, steamed vegetables, rice, soup, and even orange slices – something the prince hadn’t had since before he could remember. Zuko felt as though he had never eaten so well. As they ate, Sylphie’s parents talked with pride about how their eldest son was away at the war front, and the family’s long-standing military tradition. According to the father, their family was “made of soldier material”; every single member of their clan had all served at one time or another as officers, soldiers, spies, or engineers.

All the while, Sylphie stared openly and doe-eyed at the Firebender, sighing and twirling her hair with a stupid smile curling her lips. It was unnerving, especially when she began running her bare toes up and down Zuko’s leg with her parents sitting right there. Curious as he was, he coughed and batted her foot away from his crotch.

By the time dinner had ended, the sun had set and the fireflies were out. The family suggested Zuko stay the night in the newly cleaned stables and let his steed rest. Zuko demurely agreed and promptly retired, flopping down onto the soft, fragrant hay, his back and muscles aching for the day’s work.

It must have been around midnight that the barn door creaked open and someone slipped in. In a flash he was awake, his knife drawn.

“Who’s there?” He gritted, peering into the dark.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you!” Sylphie stepped into the moonlight her brown locks curled prettily around her face. She was clutching a blanket around her shoulders.

Zuko relaxed and sheathed the blade. “What do you want?”

Her lips twisted upward in bemusement and she slowly paced toward him. “Actually, I was hoping… there’s a job you could do for me.”

“Job?” Zuko swallowed as she dropped the blanket. “…Oh.”

“It’s a little lonely out here, and my bed’s cold. I don’t suppose you can be terribly comfortable yourself, being here all alone.” She trailed a finger down her front seductively.

Zuko gawped, staring down at the young woman’s incredibly curvy body, stuffed into a tiny silk night gown, her chest rising and falling alluringly. “Uh…”

“So I was thinking I could, you know, give you a little better hospitality…”

“Uh…”

“…And warmth…”

“Guh…”

“…Because you’ve done so much for us…” She was standing toe-to-toe with him, dragging her fingertips across his chest. “And I think you got the shorter end of the stick.”

Zuko gulped, his palms turning sweaty.

Slyphie gazed up at him, lips parted in a pant. “Me, I like to have the long, thick end of the stick.” She placed her palm against his front and gave him a light shove. He stumbled back and sat down on the straw. The farm girl quickly straddled him and wrapped her hands possessively around his shoulders. “I bet you’re used to getting what you want too.” She breathed, pressing her weight upon him.

Zuko squeaked. A beautiful, practically naked woman was straddling him in the dead of night, wanting nothing but a roll in the hay with no strings attached. This was too good to be true. Only in his wildest teenage fantasies did this happen. His hands, moving of their own trembling accord, slid up to her waist as she lowered her head and sensuously began devouring his mouth. Her thighs tightened over him, pinning his legs down, and he grunted with approval as she thrust her hips at him.

The next few minutes were a blur. Clothes flew off in every direction until Zuko was entirely naked, the hay feeling itchy against his skin. His erection saluted the farm girl, who had managed to keep her nighty on, and she giggled as she lay atop him, pinning him down with her heavier-than-he-thought weight. Despite his moans and urging, she wouldn’t let him into her fold, would not satiate the burning need growing in his loins, blinding him with lust. She simply kept him trapped beneath her, teasing him, running a soft pink tongue along his flesh.

Gods, if he had known traveling alone would get him this much pussy, he would have ditched his uncle a long time ago.

He wriggled, wanting desperately to flip her over and take her, but she kept him at bay, pressing even more of her weight upon his wrists above his head, keeping him trapped by the firm flesh of her heaving breasts. Despite her namesake, hers was not the slender body of a nymphet, but the solid form of a farm girl raised on hearty country fare and hard labour, a dark-haired Valkyrie bred from stalwart Earth Kingdom peasant stock.

Now that he thought about it, she was probably as hefty as he was, especially since he’d lost so much mass over the past few weeks on the run. She was definitely part of the clan. Soldier material.

Zuko gasped as Sylphie clamped his aching member between her pinched thighs. She rubbed him between her legs, moaning as she ground against him, the silky cloth of her underwear damp.

She panted. “Oooh… Zuko…”

The prince froze. He stared at the girl, whose eyes had widened at her slip up. She looked down at the naked Firebender and grinned mischievously. “Oops.”

At that moment, a half-dozen Earth Kingdom soldiers burst into the barn, followed by her mother and father with lamps. They surrounded the pile of hay and its two occupants, weapons drawn, massive clods of earth and rock hovering at the ready.

“Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation: by the laws of the Earth Kingdom, you are hereby under arrest for espionage and attempted rape!” the head soldier declared loudly.

Zuko stared around him. He looked up at the girl still pinning him, her face smug. “Exactly who do you think is being raped here?” He cried.

“Good work Sylphie. You were smart to recognize the exiled Prince of the Firebenders.” Sylphie’s father said approvingly. “You’ll make a great spy.”

“Thanks daddy!” She chirruped, and punched Zuko hard in the gut.

His arousal rapidly shrinking, the Firebender swore loudly just before the guards cuffed him and knocked him out for the trip to jail.
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