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Hardened	By : sheraven Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five – Burning

As soon as his tongue touched the fresh injury, Zuko let go of Sokka’s hair and stood. He began to come to his senses until he saw the look on his prisoner’s face. Part challenge, part resignation, all flushed, desperate, consuming want. The hole that was inside Sokka threatened to consume them both unless Zuko could fight off the anguish, and pull him from the depths of sorrow. With trembling hands, Zuko unlocked the shackles and pushed the warrior up against the wall before he could drop.

The Fire Prince barely had time to acknowledge the blood around both of Sokka’s wrists before the southerner took two fistfuls of his clothing and pulled him so their bodies were touching. Sokka ravaged Zuko’s mouth again, more roughly than before. Zuko kissed back, the boys nearly drawing blood as they sparred. Sokka’s hands worked while he distracted Zuko, soon the firebender had been stripped to the waist. Evidence of their arousal was clear as they pressed against each other, and Zuko was quickly losing his good judgment.

Like a flash, he broke the kiss and turned Sokka around, slamming him up against the metal wall. The water tribesman held his breath as he watched Zuko remove the rest of his own clothes. The Prince held Sokka tightly against the wall with his hand, trying to decide if it was worth the effort to figure out how to take his black leggings off. It wasn’t. He reached over and picked up the same whale bone dagger off a small table and deftly cut the fabric off. Sokka appreciated the irony, and sighed briefly as Zuko ran the sharp little tip of the dagger gently down his bare back, purposefully missing the fresh burn.

Zuko lifted his hand to put the dagger down and Sokka began to turn around. He was again pushed into the wall, none too gently, and the Fire Prince leaned his naked body up against him. “You think you are alone?” the noble whispered in his ear. “You need to know you’re still alive. That pain will not be your only friend.” A new emotion burned itself onto Sokka’s sun-worn cheeks, shame. The firebender had spoken words so true, they could only have been from experience. Zuko thrust his hips so his hard cock ground into Sokka’s tailbone, “Well?”

Trying to cover his humiliation, Sokka swallowed and ground out, “Yes.”

Zuko smirked and slid his cock between Sokka’s cheeks. The water warrior tensed briefly, then gave in, knowing he could do nothing to change his path now. Zuko found the tight opening and pushed against the muscle. The times his grandfather had sent one of his concubines to his male offspring had taught Zuko much. The darker boy groaned, half in pain and half in pleasure from the pain, then noticed that the firebender was holding his breath. Sokka pushed backward violently, sheathing Zuko completely, and both boys cried out. All of Zuko’s skin became unnaturally hot, and he held Sokka tightly against the wall.

As he began to thrust, he could barely keep his body under control. Sokka moaned at a particularly deep thrust, and Zuko was sure his blood was beginning to boil. He gazed at the dark body in front of him, the muscular back, the eyes shut to the pain, the cheeks blushed to the mounting pleasure, and the lips parted and so inviting. Zuko saw smoke rising and realized he was burning Sokka where he held him by the wrists up against the wall. He wanted to do something about it, but couldn’t spare the brain power.

The pressure and pleasure was building inside him, and he couldn’t control it. Sokka rolled his ass upward, changing the angle, and when Zuko grunted, fire accompanied the sound from his throat. Sokka yelped at the flames on his back, but then fiercely embraced the pain. He began to push rhythmically against the Prince, drawing another cry. “Give it to me,” Sokka commanded the noble, breathing hard. The pain had turned mostly to pleasure now, and he could feel a knot starting in his groin. “Give it!” Sokka flipped his hands and took hold of the firebender’s wrists, crushing them up against the wall in front of them.

Zuko’s breathing hitched as his body began that quick climb to ecstasy, but Sokka bucked and threw him off at the last second. The pale boy tripped and fell onto his back at Sokka’s feet, looking hurt and angry. Sokka practically fell on top of Zuko, easily pinning him firmly against the metal deck with his knees. Zuko practically whimpered when he saw Sokka lean back and stroke himself a couple of times. The pale teen was pulsing with need, nearly mad from being at the edge of orgasm, and reached toward the water tribesman.

Sokka surprised the Fire prince when he abruptly slammed his hands onto the deck on either side of Zuko’s head, practically seething with anger. He brought his lips to almost touch the firebender’s and said, “If you won’t give it to me, I’ll take it.” Without wasting another breath, Sokka rammed his rock-hard cock into Zuko, again drawing a cry from both of them. Sokka held Zuko’s hips as if he might fly away without the anchor, and lost himself in the sensation.

He thrust, and ground, and moved, and glided how he wanted, using the flushed Prince with abandon. Zuko gripped Sokka’s thighs and tried not to make too much noise as he was fucked, shocked at how hot it felt to be someone else’s plaything. In all his ‘night training,’ it had never been that way with the concubines. As a member of the royal family, he had always been in control. Zuko knew he was bleeding from his ass and could see similar blood mixing with sweat between Sokka’s legs, but somehow that didn’t matter. One usually bled in a battle.

The water tribe boy got impossibly harder, then drove himself so deep in the prince that Zuko thought he might split in half. Sokka was paralyzed as the knot in his groin exploded into a mind-numbing orgasm. He gasped through gritted teeth and looked almost as if he was in pain as he came. All of his grief and rage from that moment beside the sacred pool came bursting out of him. He cried out, the sound a combination of carnal pleasure and soul-rending hurt. It sent a wave of lust through Zuko; that plus the pain of Sokka’s nails digging into his hips sent Zuko over the edge he’d been riding.

Along with the pleasure that erupted, so did his chi and subsequently, his fire. A shout that could have been from a knife in his side or a soul shaking climax was wrenched from Zuko’s throat, and he let go of the other boy and threw his head back. Fire burst from his hands and mouth, instantly heating the chamber. When the flames faded, Sokka looked down at the pale Prince, both covered in sweat and panting. His blue eyes turned icy, and the tribal warrior stood and turned his back, chin defiantly high, rubbing something in his palm.

Zuko dressed shakily then faced the water tribesman. Sokka was covered in injuries, unclothed, thoroughly spent, and in the hands of the enemy, but somehow still undefeated. Blue eyes watched him stoically as both tried to decide what to do next. Moving as fast as lightening, Sokka grabbed Zuko’s shoulders and swung him around, crashing the back of his queued head into the metal wall. The Prince’s knees buckled under him and he did not try to get up as Sokka broke for the exit. There was no other way for that night to end gracefully, so he let him go. Sokka only snatched up his blue doublet as he moved toward the small porthole, wrapping it around his waist.
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