Dangerous Bounty | By : YinAndYang Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 9283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Dangerous Bounty: Chapter Four
Author: Storybender
Characters: Zuko, Jun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: No ship, just smut. Consider yourself warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never going to be mine, don’t sue.
Jun and Zuko have reached an uneasy truce, but all’s fair between lovers and enemies.
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He was going to get some satisfaction if it killed him. Or her.
He was stunned, then furious, when she’d pulled away at the very last instant. Even though his rational mind had warned that he was in no position to possibly father a bastard child, his body cried out for the sweet release she’d denied him.
Lying there in the dark, with her delicious warmth against him, Zuko knew that what little she’d given him would never be enough.
In his inexperience, he’d let her take control, allowed her to arrange their encounter to her satisfaction. But he was a prince, born to privilege and command, and he’d be damned if he let a woman dictate his pleasures.
So a reversal of roles was called for. After he satisfied his curiosity about a woman’s body.
Clearly intrigued by his renewed interest, Jun lay on her back, her flesh pale against the dark blanket. Zuko straddled her hips, enjoying the feel of her silky skin against the velvety head of his erect member. He rested his hands on her waist and moved his palms lightly over her skin, up over her ribs, to cup those magnificent breasts in his trembling palms. A perfect handful. He squeezed gently, savoring the firmness of her sweet fruits.
Zuko tentatively brushed his thumbs over her dusky nipples. He was rewarded with a soft sigh, and the hardening of sensitive skin. Bolder now, he caught these between his thumb and forefinger and pinched gently, rolling the pebbled flesh between his fingers. Jun sighed and closed her eyes, giving herself over to whatever sensations he was triggering in her.
He wondered…Azula’s stolen pillow book had shown a man kissing his consort’s breasts. Would Jun like that? Only one way to find out. He lowered his head and brushed his lips against her left tit. She groaned in response and cupped his head in her hands, giving him encouragement to run his tongue along the nub, and finally draw it into his mouth.
Jun arched against him, her moans urged him to suckle harder. She whimpered in protest when he withdrew, but sighed in mingled relief and pleasure as he transferred his attention to her other breast. He experimented with circling her nipple with his tongue, enjoying the way she moaned and writhed against him. Her reaction added to his arousal, reminding him that while this was all very interesting he had other more intriguing places to explore before he would have to seek his own release.
When he tried to move down, though, she grabbed his head and tried to hold him in place. He was glad he’d cut off his topknot, thus robbing her of a solid handhold.
“Not yet,” she whispered, pulling him close.
“I’m in charge, remember?” He was not going to let her lead him this time.
Jun nodded and released him, and Zuko continued his journey south, leaving a trail of kisses to her navel. He couldn’t resist laving the depression with his tongue, eliciting a shiver from Jun, before allowing his inquisitive mouth to find its intended target.
His tongue slid between the lips of her womanhood, gently teasing the sensitive bud of flesh he had played with earlier. Jun’s hiss was a sinful reward for his ministrations. He responded to her approval by running his tongue further down her slit, enjoying the taste he found there. Still, he needed better access to finish this.
Sliding down even further, Zuko lifted Jun’s legs over his shoulders and spread them apart, revealing to him her glistening flower. Her scent was heady, intoxicating. Boldly, he ran his tongue along the length of her womanhood, up and back down again, driving it into her opening and tasting her. He felt her hand on his hair again, stroking the fine black fuzz he’d grown over the last few weeks, a surprisingly gentle caress given her nature.
He allowed his tongue to travel upwards once more and worry at her delicate bud, and winced as her hand clutched at his hair once more. Either she really liked it or he was hurting her, and her whimpers and groans made him think it was pleasure she was feeling.
Zuko began working on the sensitive flesh, worrying it with his tongue for a while, before beginning to suck gently on her. He could feel her trembling, then relaxing, as small waves of ecstasy rolled over her. Raising his head a bit, he could see up her taut, lean body, and watch as she squirmed and thrashed, her head thrown back, free arm reaching blindly out to her side. The sense of power he felt was a gratifying counterpoint to the humbling blows his life had been dealing him as of late. He could tell she was building to release. Despite his aching member and the overwhelming urge to drive himself up inside her, he stayed where he was and continued his gentle assault.
Jun abruptly stiffened and groaned, surprising Zuko with a rush of warmth from her hot woman’s passage. He could not resist tasting her, lapping at her juices while she shivered and remembered how to breathe. Zuko was just a bit disappointed. He had expected something more explosive, given her earlier orgasm. Lifting his head, he started to crawl back up her body when a hand in his hair stopped him.
“Don’t stop. Please,” she panted. “Just a bit more…I’m not there yet.”
Music to his ears. Wordlessly he settled himself once more between her legs. He was leaning into his task when a faint sound caught his ear. A rustling of bushes, the faint coughing bark of some nocturnal animal. He listened again, but heard only silence. The xirxiu snorted and pulled restlessly at its tether. Zuko shrugged. This was most likely the source of the noise.
“What is it?” Jun had raised her head, too, and was staring at him. Zuko thought she looked worried, and hurried to reassure her.
“I just thought I heard something. The wind, maybe. Where were we again?” His impudent grin was rewarded with a rich chuckle from his lover. Still smiling, he returned his attention to her pleasure.
The interruption had not cooled her arousal. As his tongue resumed its worship of her bud, she moaned and bucked, pressing herself against his warm lips and questing tongue. Zuko experimented with shaking his head from side to side, worrying her flower like a dog with a particularly luscious bone. Jun’s moan became a keening wail, and she curled into a reclining position, clutching his head tightly with one hand.
“Yes…oh yesss…” Zuko increased the tempo, enjoying the shudders that wracked her lithe body and the strangled cries, moans, and pleas from the bounty hunter. His name sounded like a prayer on her lips; he worshipped and was paid homage in return.
Jun stiffened once more, and this time Zuko knew it was no prelude, but an eruption of pleasure that left Jun breathlessly screaming his name.
Zuko placed a tender kiss on her woman’s center, eliciting a shiver from Jun, then gently lifted her slender legs from his shoulders and rose to kneel between them. She made a wonderfully erotic picture in the moonlight, her skin glowing and pale and perfect, her eyes half-closed in remembered pleasure, one hand lying carelessly over her head, the other still clutching the edge of the blanket. Zuko drank in the sight of her while drumming up the courage to take her again.
“You’re good at that,” she remarked lazily. “Sure you haven’t done this before?”
He shook his head and Jun laughed, a joyful, sultry sound that left him no doubt he’d pleased her. “That sweet tongue of yours is a woman’s dream come true, Angry Boy.”
“Zuko.” He was tired of being called a boy. Her quiet nod told him he’d won his point.
“Zuko…you’re still in charge. So, what’s next?” Her seductive smile told him that his welcome was still a warm one.
His need was urgent now, but he had no desire to fall on her and take her. What he longed for more than anything else was a connection, something beyond the kinship he had with his Uncle Iroh. And she had certainly given him more than he could have ever expected, even if she had only really her own desires in mind. In a strange way, he felt he’d met his equal in this dangerous, prideful woman. He wanted to show her that, to reinforce the bond he imagined growing between them.
Zuko leaned over Jun and slid his palms over the silken flesh of her thighs, his eyes never leaving her own. When his hands reached her hips, he grasped them and pulled her up against him so that her rear rested on the tops of his thighs, his member probing anxiously against her slick opening. His eyes never left hers as he slowly, relentlessly penetrated her, seating himself deeply within her hot, wet core.
“Ah…aaaahhhh…” Jun moaned at his invasion, her marvelous dark eyes closing. She arched her back and shoved herself at him, as though she could take him deeper inside her. Zuko grit his teeth against the urge to go harder, faster. Leaning forward, he braced himself on his hands above her and continued to thrust himself into her slowly, methodically, building a sweet rhythm that would take them both to ecstasy once more.
He was dimly aware of her actions through his own haze of pleasure. Her left hand traced a smoldering trail up his ribs, over his chest to curl up around the back of his head and massage the downy fuzz there. Her other hand was still gripping the edge of the blanket…no, it was moving up over his arm.
Jun moved, and something suddenly tightened around his throat. He managed a strangled yelp before feeling braided leather cut off his air, leaving him staring wide-eyed at a triumphant Jun.
“You’re good, Angry Boy, but I have a bounty to collect.”
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