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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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Sapphire Solphie : You bet the security is to keep Sokka safe... hehehehe
Kuragari : Zuko is gonna be as smexy as I can make him.. hehehe, oohhhh and Sokka well any warriori has to at least try to secape No? *wink... *Gine I wait for reviews... :3
music-is-love : response to “updaaattteeee” is “reviiiieeeeewwww” :P
Kyosuke : Glad you are enjoying this. Updated

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Chapter 8 : The Better Deal

Zuko walked down the hall way caught between exasperation and amusement, ever since the revelation of the true potential of his prey three days ago, Sokka had stopped talking to him. Sokka talked to Mr. Table, Mr. comfy cushion, Mr. snobby Crown and Mrs. Book but not to the Fire Lord. Zuko noted with a wry shake of his head, that Sokka also ignored Mr. Bed, Mr. Blanket and Mr. Pillow... arrrgh.. Sokka now had him doing it. Damn that ex-water tribesman he was frustrating, irritating, irrational and above all else so utterly adorable. Zuko – even when his mother was alive- could not remember ever feeling so light hearted and content. Sokka was not talking to him, but neither was he actively fighting him either.

Dinner and breakfast was exasperating as Sokka kept a constant chatter with inanimate objects, and ignored Zuko, but at night when they got into the bed, Sokka did not resist when Zuko reached out and hauled him into his arms. The blue eyes warrior trembled under Zuko's caresses; his breathe catching in whimpers of pleasure as firm hands glided over the tanned skin. Zuko held and stroked Sokka throughout the night, he did nothing else. Yes it was frustrating, but it was also worth it. Each night Sokka moved closer to Zuko willingly, each night the warrior's body arched and pressed deeper into Zuko's touch. The spark had been lit, and Zuko would nurse it carefully through its infancy, until there was enough fuel to feed a blazing inferno through the rest of their lives.

As soon as he walked into the training rooms, Zuko took a deep breathe and was surrounded by the unique scent of his beloved, immediately his body hardened. He would be patient – but he would be damned if he would allow his prey to not talk to him for another day. Speaking of Sokka... Zuko looked around the bed room area, the warrior was not lounging about or snuggling up to Mrs. Book as he had been over the last three days. Zuko thought Sokka may be training in the garden, as was about to go there when he heard a gasp and whimper from the bathing area.

Curious, on silent feet, the Fire Lord slipped into the bathing area, his breathe hitched at the sight before him.

Sokka was sitting in the bath, the water obscuring most of his body from chest down. His hands under the water, Sokka was gasping and panting, his muscular body was tensed and straining, his handsome face contorted in desperate need. His face a picture of frustration Sokka seemed to write in the pool, reaching for -but not achieving completion.

Zuko's breathe left him in a rush, and Sokka's eyes snapped open. The blue eyes were pools of torment, tears of agony pooled in them. The eyes gazed at Zuko; fear, desire and despair reflecting out in equal parts. “Zuko” the name was moaned out. “W..wh...what's wrong withh..hhh meee..” Sokka rasped out, his voice and body shaking.

Zuko melted. He never imagined that he could feel such a wave of pure lust, mixed with aching tenderness at the exact same moment. Deliberately he stepped back, out of Sokka's sight. “Think of me Sokka, imagine my hands on you.” Zuko said softly as he leaned against the wall for support.

Sokka who had been trying to do this for the past hour, while avoiding all thought of the Fire Lord, finally gave in, and immediately his imagination had the dragon wrapping itself around him, warm hand touching him; that was all that was needed. Sokka’s body pushed past the barrier and sweet relief washed through his wiry frame. The water turned cloudy with his release.

Strong arms wrapped around the gasping young man, and Sokka was carefully lifted out of the bath. Almost like he was tending to a frightened child, Zuko wrapped a soft towel around the still shaking warrior and with another gently petted him down.

“I couldn't cum Zuko, no matter what I did – I just could not cum, what the hell is wrong with me? I could always... it used to..” Sokka shook, he was changing, he could no longer deny it. The very thought made him shiver in fear. He was the normal one, or at least he used to be... now he did not know what he was, and he was afraid.

“‘Used to’ is the operative phrase, Sokka.” Zuko said softly, he wiped off the moisture on the sculptured neck, and raised Sokka's face to stare into the troubled blue eyes. Zuko leaned his fore head against Sokka's, the bender’s long straight hair forming a curtain of ebony, blocking out the world. Creating a space for just the two of them. “I told you, out soul's are connected and so are our bodies. There is nothing wrong with you my dearest Prey, only right. No matter how needy your body is, to tip the scale of release, you need me Sokka. You need my touch, or in the least to imagine my touch before you can come. Our pleasures are entwined, and believe you me Sokka - in this you have the better deal.” Zuko said with a soft smile, he kissed Sokka's nose, as it suddenly dawned on his the silent treatment was over by default.

The teasing kiss broke the wave of emotions that had trapped the warrior, he huffed and pushed Zuko away, without real force. He grumbled to himself as he pulled on a robe and walked out of the bath area. Zuko hot on his heels. Sokka winched at his own thoughts – the bad pun police would definitely incarcerate him for that one.

“So you talking to me now?” Zuko said from behind him.
Sokka hesitated, then nodded “Yeah! Not talking now would be childish.” he said manfully ignoring what he knew was an irritating raised eyebrow on the Fire Lord's face. “So would you like to Spar?” Sokka asked suddenly, he wanted –no- needed some physical activity after that episode in the bath.

The next hour and a half the two men, sparred with training swords in the garden. It was no easy workout, they were both serious and focused. Exercising exquisite control to not hurt each other, the fight was a full workout, with both men ending up bruised. Sokka had improved tremendously during his travels, and Zuko was honest enough to admit to himself, that in a one-one -one match with his prey, unless he fought all out with the full power of the Dragon flame, Sokka outclassed him with ease. When they finally disengaged from the bout, the two bowed to each other, with the respect of two warriors.

The solemn moment was broken, by a rather loud growl from Sokka's mid-section. Zuko burst into laughter. Sokka's hand sheepishly dropped to his belly, blue eyes soften inexplicably as he gazed at the laughing Fire Lord, who suddenly looked all of 12 years old, as he clutched his belly and doubled over in laughter. The rough tone of the laugh, gave away how rare it was.

“Hey meat and plan guy remember.” Sokka said deliberately, “No meat – no plan.” The warrior watched in satisfaction as the bender laughed even more, tears finally rolling down his face.

Sokka pretended to sigh in exasperation, then leaned down and grabbing Zuko's arm, hauled him to his feet. Zuko wrapped his arms around Sokka's neck and let the sword-master drag his still chuckling dead weight body to the dining area. Where the meal had already been laid out. Sokka dumped Zuko none-too-gently into his chair and then plunked down himself. Without waiting, Sokka dove into the food with a gusto, and after a few more chuckles, Zuko began to eat as well.

After the edge had been taken off Sokka’s hunger, he grew thoughtful and watched Zuko with narrowed eyes. He then proved that no matter how much of a fool he played or how over wrought his emotions were, Sokka was well aware of what was going on around him. “So...” Sokka began awkwardly, then he plunged in.. “Earlier you said I had the better deal.. does that mean that you....” Sokka trailed off hoping that Zuko would pick up on the query. He was doomed for disappointment, the fire bender had a sick sense of humor, and making Sokka squirm seemed to be one of his major goals. The silence stretched as Zuko pretended confusion. “Gahhhh... fine... does that mean you have to think of me too.. to get release?” Sokka blurted out, his face a bright red color.

Zuko sighed and leaned back in his chair. “No it means that I need your physical presence to get aroused. Sokka my desire, my fantasies and my arousal are centered on you. Outside this chamber, without your presence, I'm totally soft, but the minute I walk in here and even smell you, my body simply snaps to attention. Its ...a little.. well.. embarrassing.” Zuko said; his face -to Sokka's delight- flushing as well, the Fire Lord was squirming adorably at the admission. “The hottest chick in the world could do a naked lap dance for me and without you there, I'd be as soft.. as well.. as soft as dandelion fluff.”

It was Sokka's turn to laugh, as Zuko slightly insulted glowered at him.

Zuko startled when Sokka suddenly jerked up, all amusement gone from bright sharp eyes.

“What the hell, Zuko! You are the freaking Fire Lord, and that is not acceptable. We have to stop this!” Sokka said with a deadly seriousness.

Zuko frowned in confusion. His eyes narrowed. “You are mine Sokka. That is not negotiable.” The Fire Lord decreed.

“ Forget that! Think, Zuko – you need heirs. We fought too long, and we lost too much for this peace. You need a female wife Zuko, a queen that can give you kids. Look I get that your body wants me, ok fine, stop playing already. Take me, use me, get me out of your system, then go find a wife that can give you proper heirs.” Sokka said seriously.

Rage flashed through Zuko, but as quickly as it flashed it died. Sokka was Sokka, and there was nothing; the warrior would not sacrifice to maintain the peace. Zoku's heart twisted. He stood up abruptly, his hand curled around Sokka's neck and he jerked the slightly smaller man to him. His lips crushed the lips beneath his in an all consuming kiss, Sokka did not resist, and by the end of the kiss they were both hard and breathing heavily.

“Get you out of my system?” Zuko whispered as he nuzzled the soft brown hair, and blew a warm current into Sokka's sensitive ears. “That might happen in two or there births from now, but I seriously doubt it, I suspect I'll only get more and more addicted to my wonderful prey.” Zuko licked languorously at Sokka's ear, and was rewarded by the younger man's shudder and shortening of breath. “That you would offer this is what makes you such a perfect mate for me. Sokka, but you misunderstood, I didn't say that I could not have sex with a female, I said I needed your physical presence and approval to get aroused.”

Zuko sank onto the bed, pulling the now confused warrior down on his lap. “Sokka the women who serve you food, they are my concubines. All the women were chosen not by me but by some special advisors to be my concubines. They have serviced me, but in all honestly I don't even know their names. With the Dragon Spirit draining the life out of me, they were nothing more then a momentary source of relief. The advisors choose them because they come from decent bloodlines, were not interested in marrying and settling down, are fertile in body but have little interest in raising children and above all they wanted to live a life of leisure and comfort. The concubines are well aware that I care little for them, but they all want to be the one who gives birth to my possible heir.” Zuko explained this was a common practice among the Fire Nation nobility. Many of the concubines were second or third daughters who would have inherited nothing from their parents and were desperate to maintain their easy lifestyle. Sokka had a fascinated but slightly creeped-out look on his face.

“Listen Sokka, haven't you noticed that they are very subservient towards you? That is because you now control their fate. You are right -I must have heirs, and if all goes well, one or more of them will be with child during our unification ceremony. I cannot perform sexually without your presence. What that means my Heart, is that you have the final say in which of the concubines will grace our bed, and you will most definitely be involved in process that will create our children. More, as my consort and my mate, while the concubines may give birth to the children, it is you who will have the ultimate authority over any of our children. So my Sokka, while the women are my concubines, they are well aware it is you, not me that they have to please. See how perfect this is Sokka? If my prey had been a female, I would only have one person bearing my children. Now I suspect we will have many children by this time next year. The lineage of the Fire Lord is assured thanks to you.”

Zuko deciding that his lips had better things to do then talk, took Sokka's in a deep claiming kiss. The fire of need burned hotter in Sokka's blood, despair and joy mixed together, as avenues of escape seemed to be fast closing. Sokka needed to think -to plan, but in Zuko's arms all he could do was feel, his blood was burning, his skin tingled, his soul ached to get closer. Thought was- impossible. His neck arched back involuntarily, giving the Fire Lord even more access to the vulnerable expanse of his neck and chest.

---tbc---

Weellllll... what do you think of the heirs solution? How do you like the pace of the story? And DAMN why cant I find guys like this ... sigh! Review review... need to know what you think!
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