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Chapter Seven: Zuko Alone
URSA: It’s been a while since our last bath together.
ZUKO: I can bathe myself.
URSA: So I’ve been told. You know your servants are there—
ZUKO: I can do it myself.
URSA: Just relax and let me.
Zuko and Ursa are standing naked at the edge of the large tub in one of the Fire Palace’s many bathhouses. Zuko tilts his body away from his mother with his legs pressed together and his hands trying to cover up his private parts as casually as possible.
He turns around slowly and watches his mother untie her topknot. Her long black hair flows down her back and along her shoulders. But Zuko’s eyes latch onto other things. He takes a few seconds to look at his mother’s naked body. She looks like an elegant statue with bold and sensuous curves.
Ursa looks over at Zuko. He quickly turns away.
URSA: Now sit down, please.
Zuko sits down on a small seat a few feet away from the tub. Ursa grabs a nearby bucket and fills it with water.
URSA: Ready?
Zuko nods.
Ursa dumps the water onto Zuko’s head, drenching his long hair. Zuko shakes his head and pulls his hair away from his face.
Ursa sits down on her legs behind Zuko and starts scrubbing his back. Zuko remains huddled on the small seat, leaning forward awkwardly.
URSA: Straighten your back.
Ursa gives Zuko a gentle poke, and he does as he’s told.
URSA: You know that Azula and her friends are just teasing you because they like you, right?
ZUKO: I don’t think Azula likes anyone…
URSA: She’s your sister…just give her a chance. She’ll grow up before you know it. You both will.
ZUKO: She and her friends are just crazy. Girls are just…
Ursa starts to wash Zuko’s hair.
URSA (smiling): I’m a girl.
Zuko manages to crack a smile.
ZUKO (holding back a laugh): You’re a mom.
Ursa laughs.
Zuko looks down and notices his penis has gotten somewhat stiff. He blushes and covers himself.
Ursa leans up against Zuko, her breasts pressing against his back. She tries to scrub Zuko’s chest, but his arms are in the way.
URSA: Lift your arms, please.
Zuko squirms as he continues his attempt to hide his erection.
URSA (laughing sweetly): Up, up.
She gently grabs Zuko’s arms and lifts them up for him. She lets them go and Zuko reluctantly keeps them sticking straight up into the air. His face scrunches up in embarrassment, and he closes his eyes. All the while his penis continues to increase in size.
Ursa’s hands move down to his stomach. Zuko’s penis reaches its full length, twitching with excitement.
URSA: This would be easier if you turned around.
ZUKO: I’m fine like this.
Ursa grabs Zuko’s shoulders and attempts to twist him around, but Zuko resists.
URSA (laughing softly): Well then…
Ursa gets up and sits down in front of Zuko. Zuko leans forward and tries to press his erection between his legs. It’s not even four inches long, but he still has a hard time trying to hide it. He crosses his arms over his crotch in one last attempt.
URSA: Now straighten back up, please.
Zuko blushes and avoids making eye contact as he carefully moves his arms out of the way. He keeps his legs pressed together and only straightens his back a little.
Ursa begins to wash Zuko’s chest and stomach again now that she can see what she’s doing; meanwhile the tip of Zuko’s penis is sticking out from between the tight grip of his legs.
URSA: This will go faster if you cooperate, Zuko.
ZUKO (mumbling): I said I could do it myself…
URSA: I thought you liked spending time with me.
Ursa pokes Zuko’s nose. Zuko tries to hold back a smile and looks away. Ursa smiles and puts her hands on Zuko’s thighs. Before Zuko has a chance to react, she spreads his legs apart. Her son’s penis springs up into view, small but obviously erect. Zuko tenses up and opens his mouth to say something, but Ursa remains completely relaxed. The warm smile on her face doesn’t change at all.
She takes her son’s erection in one hand and his scrotum in the other. She cleans them both just as thoroughly as she had done with the rest of Zuko’s body. Her open palm cradles his small testicles. Her fingers gently massage the delicate skin holding them in place. She pulls his foreskin back and cleans the pink tip with her fingers.
Zuko’s eyes wander around the room, trying not to look at what his mother is doing. Eventually they slowly look down and see everything. Ursa says something to Zuko, but he’s so nervous that all he can hear is an intense throbbing in his ears. Ursa laughs and says something else that Zuko doesn’t quite catch. She behaves as if she’s completely unaware of the erotic nature of what she’s doing.
Once she finishes, she moves on to Zuko’s legs. Zuko lets out a quiet sigh of relief, but his penis is far from relaxed. A clear fluid begins to leak onto his already wet tip.
URSA: Your knees are all scuffed up.
Zuko looks down, trying to ignore his persistent erection.
ZUKO: Uh, yeah…
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Ursa is lying on a red matt on the floor. She closes her eyes and sighs.
Zuko walks over to her, dragging a matt for himself across the wet floor. He slips and falls over onto his mother’s soft body. Her large breasts cushion his landing.
USRA (sitting up and grabbing Zuko): Are you alright?
ZUKO: I’m fine.
Ursa looks down at Zuko and smiles. His body is lying across her chest.
URSA: I think someone just wants to snuggle.
Ursa grabs Zuko in her arms and hugs him tightly, rubbing her cheek against his head.
Zuko pushes himself up with his hands on the floor on either side of her. He looks down at Ursa and smiles. She smiles back, still seeming to pay no attention to her son’s obvious erection, even as it presses against her stomach. She kisses Zuko gently on the lips and then again on the forehead. Her hand rubs up and down his back, occasionally going all the way down to his smooth butt.
Zuko suddenly kisses her back, but his kiss lasts much longer the simple peck Ursa had given him. Zuko keeps his eyes clenched shut and his lips puckered as he presses them against his mother’s. Ursa remains still with her eyes open, waiting for her son to finish.
Zuko pulls himself up again, releasing Ursa from his kiss. He blushes and looks away.
ZUKO: Sorry… I just—
Ursa smiles and laughs. Zuko’s face scrunches up as if he’s about to cry.
URSA (still laughing): Oh, Zuko.
She quickly pulls him in before he has a chance to get away. She tilts her head and places a very intimate kiss upon his lips, clutching his soft cheeks to pull him in closer. She opens her mouth, and her tongue nudges Zuko’s lips. Once she finishes the kiss, she smiles and rubs her nose against Zuko’s.
URSA: You’re so sweet.
Zuko’s face stays bright red. He pushes himself up away from the soft cushion of Ursa’s breasts, looking down at her nervously. Ursa looks up at him, waiting for his response. Zuko hesitantly wipes his lips against his hand and looks away.
ZUKO: Uh—
URSA: Come here.
Ursa pulls him into another long kiss. She suckles on his lower lip and holds the back of his head, while her free hand ventures back to her son’s soft backside. She pulls out of the kiss with a loud “muah,” and she gives Zuko’s butt a playful squeeze.
Zuko finally manages to look his mother in the eye, and he manages to make her blush. She bites the side of her lip and laughs with a youthful energy that Zuko hadn’t noticed before in his mom.
Ursa’s kisses move away from Zuko’s lips. She places gentle ones across his right cheek and down his neck.
URSA: I love you…so much.
Ursa suddenly stops her kissing. She notices that her hand is moving ever so slightly along with Zuko’s hips. She looks up at her son with a sudden look of realization. Zuko is looking off across the room with his eyes half-lidded, and he’s gently rubbing himself up against her body, letting out soft grunts.
ZUKO: Mom… It feels…
Ursa rubs her hand through Zuko’s long black hair and tightens her grip on his backside, moving along with each little thrust.
URSA: Shhh. Shhh. It’s alright.
ZUKO: But what’s—?
URSA: There’s nothing wrong.
She places her other hand down onto Zuko’s backside as if to steady him. Zuko clutches her body and whimpers.
URSA: Just keep going. Everything’s alright.
Zuko continues to rub himself against his mother’s stomach, slowly increasing his speed. Ursa leans her head back and closes her eyes. She sighs and listens to the growing intensity of Zuko’s breathing. Her right hand begins to lovingly stroke his back. She opens her eyes to watch her son, and she begins to hum to him softly, straightening out her back and pressing up against Zuko.
Zuko’s pace slows down. His long gliding motions turn to quick and gentle bursts as his penis moves up and down his mother’s stomach.
Without warning, Zuko gasps and presses his lower body against Ursa, raising his chest above hers.
His thrusting stops, and he collapses back onto her large breasts. He breathes heavily with his cheek resting against her soft skin.
Ursa wraps her legs around Zuko’s, and her arms cling to him. She closes her eyes and smiles. A single tear rolls down her cheek. After giving Zuko a few moments to catch his breath, she lifts his head up and quickly plants a wet kiss on his lips. She pulls away and gazes into his eyes. She fails to hold back a sudden burst of sweet laughter as she wipes her eyes. Zuko blushes, but not showing any distinct sign that he knows exactly what has just happened.
Ursa hugs him tightly and lets him rest his head on her chest again. She rubs her fingers through his hair. She pulls him up so that his face is level with hers again. She kisses him on the lips and then again on the forehead. Zuko looks down at her with half-lidded eyes.
Zuko: Mom…
URSA: Shhh…
She slowly sits up, bringing Zuko up with her. He sits himself down in front of her as she gets up onto her feet. She stands over him, looking down at the white mess on her stomach, some of it running down to her dark pubic hair.
Without saying a word, she calmly fills the nearby bucket with water and washes herself clean. Zuko watches for a moment before doing the same. The two of them silently remove the remnants of Zuko’s embarrassing sign of affection.
Ursa walks over to Zuko and places a hand on his shoulder.
URSA: Do you know what that was?
ZUKO (sounding slightly defensive and annoyed): No…
Ursa squeezes her son’s shoulder and squats down beside him. Zuko looks over at her, and his eyes immediately go to her breasts. His penis begins to spring to life again.
URSA: I know you’re embarrassed, but—
ZUKO: I’m not embarrassed…
Ursa smiles and kisses Zuko on the neck. Zuko pulls away but not enough to make Ursa take her hand off of his shoulder.
URSA: I just don’t want you to think you did something wrong.
Zuko doesn’t answer. He stares at the floor.
URSA: If you ever want to talk about it, you only have to ask.
ZUKO: Okay, okay…
Zuko pulls himself away from his mother and finds his clothes on the other side of the room.
Ursa watches as Zuko struggles to put on his underwear. The tight piece of clothing hugs his body, shoving off the curve of his scrotum and the full length of his penis as it presses against his lower stomach. Zuko tries to press it down, but it just gets stuck. It sticks out horizontally, stretching out his underwear. Ursa smiles with a hint of red in her cheeks.
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