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The First Time is Always Awkward	By : CanadianGirl Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Mai/Zuko Views: 4243 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Their Fourth Time: Reunion

Despite her anger and despite her sorrow at Zuko's departure, Mai's body constantly ached for him. Their meeting at The Boiling Rock Prison was tortuous. She wanted so badly to touch Zuko, to kiss him and even more, but there wasn't time. And besides, part of her wanted to punish him for his pathetic letter and his lack of faith in her.

That was the way she saw things at the time, anyway. Zuko didn't think she would understand why he needed to leave, so he snuck away like a coward, leaving her alone and devastated. He was right; she didn't understand, at least not then. But she still would have supported him and helped him all she could.

As it turned out, it was Zuko's heightened sense of honor and his need to protect her from the taint of his disgrace that was his only motivation for the letter. In the end, he was thinking of her best interests; in his own awkward and fumbling way.

The letter could have been better, though.

She knew that she loved Zuko. She had known that for years. But when Zuko's life was in danger she felt that love more keenly than she ever had before. Her feelings were clear and distinct and she could see them all separately in her mind's eye. Saving the jerk was never a debate. She just did what was needed and waited for the consequences. Zuko was free and safe and she could die contentedly knowing that. Of course, she didn't want to die.

She wanted to touch Zuko again, kiss him, make love, and stay with him always, no more separations ever. As she sat in her jail cell, surprised she could still draw breath, that's what kept her going.

Zuko avoided washing for as long as he reasonably could. Mai's scent faded as the hours and days passed, but if he tilted his head just right, he could catch a whiff of vanilla or the slightest hint of fire lilies. When Toph complained that he was getting ripe, Zuko gave in and scrubbed everywhere, washing Mai away. It was all he had left of her and the loss hurt, a lot.

Stuck in that cell with her at The Boiling Rock, the first thing Zuko did was sniff the air and smile. His fingers twitched. He wanted to comfort her, assuage her anger, put an arm around her shoulders and pull her in for a kiss. He thought about the beauty that was beneath her clothing and felt a stirring in his groin. He put his hands in his lap.

Zuko wished he could explain himself better, but words were not always his strong suit. The letter she held with disdain was proof enough of that. He struggled to convince Mai but it seemed she wouldn't budge. When he locked her in the cell, intent on his mission no matter the painful consequences, it was one of the hardest things he had ever done. Mai's eyes were so full of pain and he wondered if she could ever forgive him; if he lived that was.

Then she saved him. Somehow she freed herself and got out to where the gondola was just in time. She was incredible and she did it for him, brazenly defying Azula, pinning guards down with skill and ease. Their eyes met once and Zuko still saw pain in them, pain and anger and a sort of resignation. He realized then that no matter what happened, Mai really did love him.

Despite his worry over the following days, worry that Zuko kept tightly hidden away, when he thought of Mai a sort of euphoria surged through him.

'Mai loves me,' he sometimes repeated quietly to himself. 'I just hope she doesn't kill me when we finally do meet again. Humph, I should be so lucky.'

Iroh knew that something more than the upcoming battle was bothering Zuko. With apologies and hugs out of the way, the pair sat down for a quick talk.

"You're worried, Zuko." Iroh said, stating the obvious.

"The future of the world is at stake, so yeah, I'm worried," Zuko replied.

"That's not what I mean, nephew. Something of a more personal nature has you upset."

"How can you tell?" the young warrior asked.

"I have my ways," Iroh replied mysteriously with a twinkle in his warm gold eyes.

'Why can't he ever give a straightforward answer?' Zuko asked himself and then felt immediately guilt ridden for complaining about the man he'd been desperate to see for weeks.

"Um, okay," the prince said aloud. "I guess you're right."

"What is it you're worried about? Or is it a person?"

A faint blush tinted Zuko's cheeks and Iroh grinned the biggest grin that Zuko had ever seen.

"Ah, it's a girl. And I bet I know who. I heard a few things when I was in prison, you know."

"You know about Mai?" Zuko asked with surprise.

"I knew that you were seeing her, yes."

"Oh, I wonder if I'll ever see her again," the young firebender stated sadly.

Zuko related all the pertinent points to Iroh; his decision after the war meeting, his letter to Mai, their meeting at the Boiling Rock and her heroic actions. The former general and now leader of the Order of the White Lotus listened intently, putting a comforting arm on his nephew's shoulder.

"What if she doesn't forgive me, Uncle? I've never seen Mai angry like that. And what if Azula…." he paused for a second. Putting words to his worst fear was like making its possibility somehow more real. "What if Azula hurt her?"

"First, I would say that she's already forgiven you, Zuko. She risked everything to save your life. That is a girl in love. As for Azula, I know that she can be cruel, but I don't think she'll do physical harm to Mai. I expect your girlfriend is sitting in a prison cell along with Ty Lee, however."

Zuko dropped his head into his hands and moaned.

"I've tried not to think about Mai too much, Uncle. If I start, I can't stop and then I'm no good to anyone. We need to win. If we don't, I really never will see Mai again."

"I have faith that everything will turn out the way it should, nephew."

"I hope so, Uncle," Zuko said softly and lifted his head to look at Iroh.

"Now, I'm curious about something."

"What is it, Uncle?" Zuko asked.

"Did you ever use any of the advice I gave you, in regards to women, that is?"

The Avatar's firebending instructor was flabbergasted. A bright red blush spread across his cheeks and he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand while pinching the bridge of his nose with the other.

"You answered my question," Iroh laughed. "My nephew is no longer um, inexperienced, should I say."

"Uncle," Zuko hissed, turning even redder. "Please…"

"Just one more question."

By this time, the young firebender's face was buried in his arms and the flush was widespread.

"What?" Zuko asked.

His voice was muffled and barely audible.

"How was it? Was Mai pleased?"

Another groan sounded from the young man. After a few moments he answered.

"It was amazing, beautiful….Mai's so beautiful, and yeah, she was pleased."

"That's my boy," Iroh exclaimed and clapped him on the back.

Once Zuko's blush calmed down, they left the tent and spoke with the others. Zuko pushed thoughts of Mai from his mind. He needed his full concentration so that he could hold her again.

Mai stood against the wall for a full minute watching Zuko struggle with his robe. The sight of him alive and healthy, despite the wound he received from Azula, was the most wonderful thing she had ever witnessed. She savored it as she would savor their reunion. But Mai being Mai, she didn't run into his arms and gush. She made him wait.

When Zuko heard her voice, gritty and sensual, he turned to face the entrance to the grand chamber. Mai had heard the expression, 'his face lit up' before, but never expected to actually see it. Zuko's smile, wide and bright and so genuine, really did light up his entire face. He wanted to embrace her, held his arms open for her to enter. But she denied him the pleasure momentarily. His leaving still stung a bit and she would make sure he knew it.

Zuko was so submissive to her ministrations, lifting his arms for her and standing still when she needed him to as she helped with his robe. She was careful of his injury, not sure how bad it really was. Both of them enjoyed the light teasing touches and wanted more.

They finally kissed after Mai's confession of 'like' and she warned Zuko never to leave her again. Then they embraced. It felt so good, like being where they each knew they belonged.

"I suppose there's no time for anything else," Mai pouted as she snuggled even further into Zuko's chest.

"Sorry, Mai; the coronation is soon. Will you watch?" Zuko whispered in her ear.

"No, I'm going to miss one of the most important moments of my boyfriend's life. Idiot!"

She pulled back and looked into Zuko's eyes. She was almost certain that he had believed her for a second despite the sarcasm in her voice.

"So you're coming?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I'm coming," she replied with a roll of her eyes.

"Good," he smiled in response. "You'll have to meet my new friends too."

"I can hardly wait," Mai sighed. "I'm pretty sure that I threw knives at all of them."

"Yeah, and I chased them all over the world and betrayed them. If they can accept me, they can accept you. Besides, you're my girlfriend and…." He stopped suddenly.

Mai wanted to know what he was going to say but didn't prod.

"How about some help with the Fire Lord getup," Mai suggested. "And you'll need me to do your hair properly."

Zuko nodded. "I'd like some help."

They hardly had a moment alone for the rest of the day, what with the coronation itself, the endless talking afterwards along with the awkward meetings and then a dinner that seemed to go on for an eternity. Mai didn't bother to hide her yawns as she sat beside Zuko and nibbled away at her food. There were other things she would rather be nibbling on.

She gave Zuko a hard kick under the table. That got his attention.

"I know you're bored," he said as he leaned in close to her. "It will be over soon."

"You said the same thing two hours ago. I might just have to go home."

"No!" he exclaimed. "I'll end it. I promise."

Mai smirked and waited to see what Zuko would do.

The newly crowned Fire Lord stood up in front of his friends and other guests and made his excuses.

"I'm very sorry everyone, but I'm going to retire for the night. I guess the excitement of the day's been too much. Please stay as long as you like and enjoy."

He glanced at Mai and she gave him an approving look.

"Oh, man, you are so not 'retiring for the night'," Toph observed from her seat nearby.

"I think I might like that girl," Mai stated as she got up and left with Zuko, making sure to say goodnight to those closest to her.

"I might like you too," Toph called.

"Though her acute sense of hearing could get annoying," Mai continued as she and Zuko left the large banquet hall.

Once through the doorway and out of the view of the guards posted outside, the couple began to run.

"This way," Zuko said and grabbed Mai's hand.

He pulled her up a set of rarely used stairs and suddenly they were in the residential wing. Zuko went to his old room automatically. There hadn't been time to move into the Fire Lord's more elaborate and much larger quarters. He wasn't even sure he wanted to.

"Finally," Mai said as she shut the door and it made a satisfying clicking noise.

"Hey," Zuko said and placed his hand on her cheek.

"Hey," she replied.

They just looked at each other for a full minute. Then Mai reached for the sash around his waist and tugged. She undressed him slowly and as carefully as she had dressed him earlier in the day. When he stood in only his underwear and his bandages, and his hair was loose again, Mai reached out and touched the area just below his chest.

"How bad does it hurt?" she asked.

"Not enough to stop me from, you know," Zuko answered.

"But it does hurt?"

"Yeah," Zuko nodded.

"Did you almost die?" she continued.

The Fire Lord nodded again and Mai's eyes filled with tears. She wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him thoroughly. Zuko began to pull at her robes, eager now to get started.

"I can do it faster," she said, playfully slapping his hand away.

Within a minute or two she was naked except for a few small knives strapped to her upper thigh and one strapped to her upper left arm. She moved to take them off, but Zuko stopped her.

"Leave them on," he rasped breathily. "You look so, so sexy."

Mai giggled. She couldn't help it. Some words just sounded funny coming from Zuko's lips. He silenced her with a fiery kiss, pushing his tongue deep inside her warm mouth. She responded immediately her own tongue twirling sinuously as it moved with his as if in a graceful dance.

"I missed you," Zuko said quietly when they pulled apart. He buried his face in her beautiful ebony hair and breathed in softly and slowly. "You smell so good."

"That's what a non prison bath will do for you." Mai quipped.

Zuko lifted his head. His face was stricken looking.

"Did anyone hurt you?" he asked in a hard cold voice.

"No, no and don't look so guilty. I helped you because I wanted to."

"Mai, I wanted to go back but I…"

"Stop!" Mai demanded urgently and placed one delicate finger on his lips. "We can talk tomorrow."

She pushed him gently, moving him in the general direction of the huge bed. Zuko didn't fight it, allowing her to maneuver him until he lay flat on his back.

"I forgot these," Mai said as she gestured toward his underwear.

Pulling a knife from the strap on her arm, Mai neatly sliced the offending garment and threw it over the side of the bed.

"Better," she purred and then straddled him.

He was hard and she was practically dripping wetness; he slid inside with ease and watched as Mai moved on him. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she made sensuous, gyrating motions and began to touch her breasts. He reached upwards but she shook her head.

"You'll get your turn," she teased.

Zuko growled his displeasure but kept his hands at his sides. Mai leaned forward, pressing her body close to Zuko's. She began to kiss him with movements that matched those of her body.

"Mai, Mai," he cried. "I can't hold off much longer."

She sat back up and rocked more vigorously, her lovely skin shiny with a light sheen of sweat. Placing her hands on his chest, she lifted herself up and then dropped back down, hard, the impact driving Zuko further into her. Zuko felt Mai contract around him and finally let go.

They were both shaking. Mai lay down against him again and Zuko held her tight, pressing kisses against the top of her head.

"I love you Mai. I think that I've loved you forever," he whispered shyly.

Mai didn't reply right away and Zuko wondered if maybe she had fallen asleep.

"That's good to hear," she finally drawled.

"Do, do you love me?" Zuko asked, even though he knew the answer.

The vulnerability in his voice made Mai's heart wrench.

"Let me show you," she replied.

It was hours before they finally stopped. Zuko covered them both and then moved his body tight against Mai's. He touched as much of her as he possibly could, letting his natural warmth soak in through her skin and enjoying the feel of her. She responded by pushing back into him and Zuko felt arousal start to stir again.

"Tired?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm tired," she replied.

"Too bad," Zuko stated and thrust his hips against her bottom.

"Damn you," Mai said jokingly and turned over to face him.

Zuko ghosted his fingers along her right breast and her breath grew ragged.

"I'll never get enough," he stated boldly and Mai blushed.

"Let's see just how much you can take," she responded, issuing a challenge.

"Oh, I like reunion sex," Zuko said.

"Just make sure this is the only reunion sex we ever have," Mai reminded him.

Zuko moved Mai onto her back and kissed along her throat.

"Yes, my lady," he agreed softly and then placed his lips on her mouth, swallowing any reply she may have uttered.
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