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Dragon's prey	By : ajj77sunhawk Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 20843 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hi all, I know it seems that I kept you waiting but due to my uummm hmm absolute lack of spelling skills the wonderful 'brukleflesche' has agreed to Beta and edit for me. Yeah!! Thanks so much. It does slow the posting a little, but hopefully you have a more easier time reading.

Sapphire Sophilia, : Sorry for the wait but its for QC.. forgiveness please!
Ray : I'll explain the plants and stuff next chappie... this chappie is ummmm....
Tellnoone_Noonetells : evil is my trademark... *grin
Whinnie Richards : Thanks and thanks for being patient
Infinity's Daughter : Well less mistakes now. :) enjoy
eve4men : NO RAPE! Yucks! Read and tell me whatcha think

Okay READ, REVIEW and ENJOY!

Chapter 7 : The Capitulation

Sokka was dreaming.

He was floating in an airy state. He was warm; the warmth wrapped around him, cocooned him. It was so comfortable, so wonderful. He had been cold for so damn long now. He luxuriated in the warmth. Slowly he opened his eyes, and he realized he was not a human; he was a Wolf-Hawk. He had the body of a pure silver wolf, with bright blue markings, and from his shoulder blades a pair of golden, feathered wings rose out. He turned his head and realized he was lying on the curled body of a great red and black dragon.

His blue eyes met golden ones. He should have been scared…but he wasn't. He needed to remember something, but he couldn't. All he knew was that he was a Great Wolf-Hawk, and that the Red Dragon was important to him. His wings unfurled and he rose into the air. Immediately he felt colder. He flew and turned to look back. The Dragon, which had been waiting for the look, immediately rose and flew next to him.

The Wolf-Hawk barked once and raced across the sky. The Dragon kept pace as side by side they cleaved the clouds—together.

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Heat danced across his back. Sokka jerked to consciousness, his body arching as wet flames traced up his spine. “Aaaahhh! What the hell!!! Get offa me!”

Zuko was sitting on Sokka's butt, pinning the warrior to the bed. His long lick up Sokka's spine had finally awoken the sleeping warrior. He nuzzled Sokka's neck, breathing in the scent of Sokka's shoulder-length hair.

“Nope, I don't think so. I'm rather comfortable right where I am. Guess what, Sokka. Where are we?” Zuko whispered into Sokka's ear. Sokka, who had been struggling, suddenly froze. Zuko continued, “We are in the capital, Sokka. What was it you promised? Oh, yes! That you would do whatever I needed you to do. I kept my word, Sokka; tell me, are you going to keep yours?”

“Zuko, please, you are making a mistake,” Sokka choked out, but he stopped struggling.

“No mistake, Sokka, even now your body is absorbing my personal flame. You, Sokka, not some mythical female, are my prey.” Zuko whispered the words against Sokka's ear and watched with satisfaction as the warrior shuddered. “I'll tell you what, Sokka, there is a way you can convince me you are not my prey, that I am mistaken. Will you take up the challenge?” Zuko asked with a playful edge in his voice.

Sokka hesitated. Zuko was up to something, he knew it, but he was stuck due to his own words. He had to show Zuko he was wrong. “Okay, fine, I'll prove it. What's the challenge?”

“You have to lie there and let me do as I wish. If your body does not respond, if you can still coolly reject me at the height of it, then your body will be rejecting my heat, my flame, and you will not be my prey,” Zuko said as he ran his fingers up and down Sokka's neck.

“I just have to lie here? And then reject you?” Sokka asked.

“Yes, that is all,” Zuko replied.

“Okay, fine, do your worst,” Sokka said foolishly. Zuko chuckled. He intended to. Sokka would really regret his promise.

Zuko looked at the prone body before him. Where to start… He licked his lips. Without warning he buried his lips in Sokka's hair and found the sensitive base of his neck, where he nibbled and kissed. Slowly he began to work his way down, lapping and nipping, making the warrior shudder. Sokka tried to keep silent as he felt Zuko's tongue explore his back. His muscles tensed as Zuko delicately explored his shoulder blades. He bit back a moan as heat traveled into his tense muscles, relaxing them against his will. The weight of the Fire Lord, the heat, the warmth that seemed to seep into his pores, into his soul, was confusing. He wanted Zuko to stop; he wanted more. He didn't know what he wanted.

“You are so beautiful, Sokka, your skin is smooth and the muscles beneath it strong and corded, beautifully defined.” Zuko allowed his fingers to trail lightly across the tanned flesh. “With a little coaxing you respond so wonderfully. I can feel the fire beneath your skin. It is rising, Sokka. Are you getting hot, Sokka? Can you feel the passion, the scorching need gathering inside you?”

Zuko's words were slamming into Sokka's heart, his mind. Each word seduced as much as the touch, and Sokka was soon moaning. The heat rose from him, gathered in the base of his belly and spread. Sokka focused on blocking the words, thinking of something else, anything else! He began to think of his least favorite foods, ice-cold stuff from back home, the horrible grass Aang ate. Slowly Sokka pulled himself away from the flames Zuko generated.

Zuko watched in fascination. Sokka had more control over himself than he did. Zuko didn't mind; the challenge would make Sokka's surrender all the sweeter. And Sokka would surrender – no other option was acceptable. Zuko felt the skin under his fingers cool as Sokka took himself away. Zuko grinned evilly as he considered his next step.

He gently moved lower, slowly. Not wanting to disturb Sokka's self-induced trance, he gently parted his buttocks. Staring at the puckered entrance that would soon be his exclusively, Zuko licked his lips. It seemed the Fire Lord was a pervert. Yes, he was, and he did not care. Sokka was HIS and there was nothing about Sokka that would be denied him.

There was no warning. One moment Sokka was thinking of cold alfalfa-cabbage stew and the next, Zuko was INSIDE him. Sokka bucked, but strong hands locked him in place. Zuko's tongue was inside him, wet and hot, so damn hot. Fire roared through Sokka. There was no denying the blazing lava that rolled through his body, devouring all thought. Sokka cried out in shock and pleasure. Zuko's hand snaked around his body and clever fingers wrapped around Sokka's hardened member.

His tongue and teeth grazed and caressed at Sokka's secret bud while his fingers mercilessly played with the hardened cock. His touch was light, airy, bringing blood to the surface but never putting enough pressure to give relief. Pre-cum soaked out of Sokka, and gently Zuko massaged it into the sensitive head. Sokka's moans and pants were music to the Fire Lord's ears.

Sokka began to move his hips, not to buck the Fire Lord off, but to increase the friction, as he was getting desperate for relief. Zuko was having none of that, though; he jerked Sokka’s hips higher, denying him access to the bed and opening Sokka further to his manipulations. His tongue pushed in deeper, Sokka was tight, so damn tight, and the heat that Sokka absorbed for him was amazing. Touching the warrior was intoxicating, wonderful, nothing could compare to it. And Sokka was his, Zuko wanted to howl in delight.

Sokka was shaking; the touch on his cock was evil. He was getting harder and harder, flames was pouring out from Zuko, seeping into Sokka, sending him every higher into a votex of passion. Spirits, he wanted, he needed...he needed to release. Nothing had ever felt like this before. He was close, he was so damn close. He moaned in need.

Finally Zuko lifted his head, and Sokka almost wept from the loss.

“Should I stop, Sokka? Do you reject me?” Zuko demanded, his hands still working their magic on the warrior's hard, dripping member.

Beyond thought, Sokka moaned, “No...don’t…” He could not think; his body's demands beat at his mind, his heart....

“Don’t what, Sokka?” Zuko repeated, he would not allow any misunderstanding. He wanted the words, Sokka's capitulation would be crystal clear to both of them.

“Don't stop! Spirits, Zuko, please don't stop!” Sokka managed to gasp out, trembling, the fiery craving twisted like a living thing inside him that, consuming him. It could not, would not be denied.

That was all he needed to hear. Zuko ruthlessly pulled the warrior up, his lips found Sokka's in a demanding kiss, and Sokka shuddered as he tasted himself and the Fire Lord. Sokka could feel Zuko's hard, straining length still encased in silk at his back, and then Zuko's fingers tightened and there was no more room for thoughts. As Zuko worked Sokka's length, the pressure mounted and exploded. Sokka arched into Zuko's embrace and came like he never had before. Semen sprayed Zuko's hand and the bed.

Their gasping breath was the only sound in the bedroom. Sokka collapsed, boneless, against his tormentor. Zuko licked the cum on his fingers; he could hardly wait to drink it right from the source. But his heart melted as he saw the confused and scared look in Sokka's eyes. Gently he pressed his lips to Sokka's. The kiss was soft, a getting-to-know-you kiss. Slowly Zuko deepened the kiss, and Sokka could not find the strength or will to push him away, it felt too damned good. Saliva connected them for a second when Zuko lifted his head. He pressed a loving kiss to Sokka's forehead.

Zuko lay down on the bed and generated warmth to cloak his wonderful prey in. “Sleep, Sokka,” Zuko whispered gently. “It is good enough to continue your training in the morning. For now rest, sleep, my Sokka. You are home now. You have walked a hard and lonely road, but you are home now. Home in my arms, and you will never again be alone.”

Sokka's eyes widened at the words. It was too much, but then, lulled by the warmth and his need to escape the situation, he slept.

--tbc-- :)

Hmm... don’t want to write more... all warm fuzzy! :3 Please remember to review, what do you think about the err 'training?'
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