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My Lord	By : AloofandAndrogynous Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Aang/Zuko Views: 23065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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My Lord
This is set several years after the war ended. Zuko is Fire Lord, with Iroh as his right hand. Rather than do a story where Aang is prisoner as is the usual case in many Zukaang stories I see, I decided to do something light-hearted and different. In this setting, Zuko is about 20, and Aang 16.
Disclaimer… Avatar does not belong to me in any way, and I make no profit off my Avatar smutfics, though it’d be nice if I could.
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The Fire Lord gave out an exasperated sigh before setting his quill down and rubbing his temples in slow circles. The candle on his desktop had become a little stump of wax that glowed dully, hardly illuminating the desk itself. It had been a rather tall candle to begin with. That meant he had spent the better part of the evening and late into the night working on this damn paperwork. Such was the duty of a Fire Lord, but still, he hadn’t thought it would be this exhausting. He was tired of the bureaucratic process – there had to be some way to cut this crap so that matters could be dealt with better. He muttered softly, taking a sip from his tea – tea that had become cold a long time ago.
The barely tepid mess made him scowl, and he heated it up with his hand, though by now he had lost his taste for it. As he set the cup down, he heard the door open, and didn’t look over to see who it was. Only one person would slide into his study like this uninvited. He held back a sigh of relief, pretending to be in an irritated mood as he felt a pair of slender, gentle hands on his shoulders.
The Fire Lord was so tense, and Aang could feel the build up of chi. His fingers worked in the warm flesh, loosening up said chi.
"Mmm...You've been working for hours, Zuko…" Aang whispered cutely, leaning in and kissing the Fire Lord's ear. The scarred male bit back a small shiver of pleasure, glancing down at the paperwork.
"I have to work and finish this." he murmured, though without much enthusiasm.
"But..." the Avatar smiled a bit, licking at the older male's ear gently before nibbling along the earlobe, "You're so tense..."
Zuko hissed softly, shuddering lightly in pleasure for a moment before quickly composing himself, and gently shooed the Avatar away. He didn’t have to look to see that Aang was pouting, in that cute way he always applied whenever he wanted something. These soft grey eyes of his were as effective a weapon as a well-honed sword, or a cannon, and only by avoiding eye contact could the Fire Lord resist his companion’s beseeching gazes.
The Avatar was so sweet, and was a good companion for him. Iroh was a bit surprised at first, but he was generally approving of the relationship, helping Zuko to keep it private, though the younger Firebender exercised every measure of discretion he could on his own and didn’t need much help from his uncle. There were no displays of affection anywhere that they could be caught, no obvious favoritism from the Fire Lord towards the younger male, and the Avatar maintained his own discretion.
Seeing the effect the Avatar had on his Zuko, and the positive effect the younger male was having on relations between the Fire Nation and the other nations, helped Iroh to turn a blind eye to the knowledge that his beloved nephew shared his bed with a man.
Aang stroked his fingertips along the back of Zuko's head. The older male had taken to pulling his hair back into a topknot, though he had a full head of hair. To the younger male, Zuko looked much better with his hair loose.
"You have such beautiful hair." Aang murmured, admiring the silken locks. Zuko smirked.
"If you want hair, stop shaving that bald head of yours and let me work."
"Old habits die hard." Aang said with a soft giggle, nuzzling his face against his lover’s shoulder.
"C'mon...You've got to be bored by now...You're tense all over." He smirked a bit, "I know you have some...tension you'd like to release."
Zuko glanced over his shoulder, seeing his lover clad in a simple but comfortable red shirt with black pants.
"Pleeeeeaaaaase?" He begged in that cute whine, pouting and nibbling Zuko's earlobe again, "Fuck me..."
"No." Zuko teased, wanting to see how much Aang would plead. "Go, practice some Airbending or take a walk in the garden." The boy’s dirty talk was slowly but surely turning him on. It was a small but delicious thrill to hear such a naughty phrase come out of a sweet and innocent-looking Airbender.
"B-but that won’t help!" Aang pouted, kneading Zuko's shoulders, "I need yoooouuuu."
"I have work to do." Zuko replied, speaking calmly on purpose, his voice tight with self-control.
"You're no fun… jackass." Aang stuck his tongue out, and Zuko held back a smirk, stroking his chin as he glanced over at the other man.
"You… have the temerity to call your lord a jackass?" Zuko said with a soft growl, raising his eyebrow as he affixed a glare at the Avatar.
"Ooh, I dare. You gonna give me a spanking for it?" Aang smirked.
"Maybe. You know that insulting the Fire Lord carries serious offense." Zuko replied dryly. It was punishable by death even, if the Fire Lord so deemed it. But the young Avatar knew that Zuko would never actually punish him in a dreadful way. Even when Zuko got rather rough in their intimate sessions, he had never laid a fist, or any other kind of abuse, to his lover.
"Well, come on then... my lord." the bald male asked with a soft coo, toying with the hem of his shirt as he looked up at Zuko with these grey eyes that never ceased to touch a spot deep within the Fire Lord’s hard heart.
The Fire Lord ignored him, or seemed to, as he stamped several more papers with his seal. The Avatar crossed his arms and whined softly, sticking out his lower lip in a pout. Zuko had to hold back a laugh at the boy’s actions. Pushing the chair back and turning it to one side, he faced his lover.
"Suck your Lord… and maybe he'll fuck you."
Without a word or the slightest hesitation, the Avatar dropped to his knees, opening Zuko's robe after undoing the sash around the waistband, pushing aside the red silk. His nimble fingers undid the silken cord of the waistband, loosening the pants just enough to reveal a more than tempting peek of the Fire Lord’s most private areas.
It took mere moments to bring it to life, and Zuko groaned as the Avatar teased it with kisses along the thick length.
"Mmm...Such a big cock..." Aang cooed, stroking his lover's ego. He knew Zuko enjoyed it when he said things like that, for even the mighty Fire Lord, Agni incarnate, was not immune to boosts to his male pride.
And Zuko was indeed well endowed, and it always felt good when he shoved it deep within the young Avatar. The older male smirked, and lifted Aang's head away for a moment. He wanted to put a toy in the Avatar, to tease him before he ravaged him. It was too much fun to ‘play’ with Aang, and have him writhe around helplessly, begging for mercy, release, or both.
"Nya? Is something wrong?" Aang murmured as he looked up at his lord with a slight pout, trying to lower his head again. But the Fire Lord did not allow the Avatar to taste him again.
"Nothing. Are you clean?" Zuko asked simply. Of course, that point was not debatable – Aang knew to always clean himself every night before bed for whenever Zuko wanted to take him. This was done with a water whip, which served as an enema to the young Avatar. The Fire Lord was strict about cleanliness.
"Always for you, my lord." Aang murmured softly as he stood up, sphincter already tingling in anticipation.
"Good. Go to the toy box, bring me the beads and the oil." Zuko purred. The Avatar’s cheeks pinkened, and he hastened to obey his lord, striding over to the small gilded chest and opening it. Located within were several toys, including several phalluses of varying size that Zuko would sometimes leave in the Avatar, cock rings, scarves and silken rope for bondage, and a few other exotic assortments.
"And bring me one of the rings." the Fire Lord called out, as an afterthought. The Avatar shuddered, as he plucked out one, knowing that with a ring, his orgasm would be a long time in coming… unless the Fire Lord decided to use it on himself, to prolong further his already impressive lovemaking.
The Fire Lord sat in his chair, relaxed, with his erection jutting out of his trousers as if nothing were out of the ordinary. His lover approached him, ring and vial in one hand, and the link of beads dangling from a finger on the other hand.
Zuko smirked and pushed some of the papers aside, leaving a space of polished mahogany visible. His golden eyes were smoldering, and the Avatar felt his own manhood twitch within the confine of his pants.
"Lower your pants so that only your rear end shows… and bend over, Avatar." he whispered hotly. With a slow nod, Aang untied the drawstring of his pants, and lowered them just as Zuko had instructed, revealing his buttocks as he leaned down, his chest resting against the smooth wood. The Fire Lord admired the tight and smooth rear end appreciatively, and the Avatar arched, exposing more of it.
The sphincter was slightly pink and it puckered slightly. Clean, yes, very clean. Zuko was a very clean person, and he didn't like messes - unless it was come. He gave the right cheek a light spank.
"Zuko!" Aang cried out softly, as he felt the slap, and the faint warmth that spread through his flesh.
"Such a lovely rear end. And all mine, to do with as I please." Zuko purred, his velvet tones causing the Avatar to stir even more within his trousers. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead against the cool wood of the desk before he felt another slap, to his other cheek. He felt his puckered opening clench and unclench in anticipation, and his penis stir, pressing against his fundoshi. Taking a deep breath, he cleared his mind of everything else, concentrating on the here and now – his master’s presence and touch, his own arousal. By concentrating on these things, he found his pleasure to be maximized.
The first time he had done it with Zuko, he had been nervous and shy, and his thoughts had been all over the place. But later, during that wonderful night, he had worked on clearing his mind, and had found out that that made the pleasure more intense, and he was able to better focus on Zuko’s own.
He bit his lip slightly when he felt a finger gently poke his sphincter. That finger slowly rubbed in a tight little circle, its path made smooth due to the lubricating oil that Zuko had dabbed on his finger. The massage was gentle, teasing, and Aang mewled softly, arching his back to bring his rear end a bit higher.
The finger applied direct pressure to the very center of that puckered opening, and Aang groaned softly, waiting for it to push through. But the pressure disappeared as the finger withdrew, and he let out a soft whimper, feeling his sphincter clench again.
He felt it press against him again, and let out a very soft sigh of relief, unclenching himself. When the finger continued to press further, he smiled a little. His sphincter opened to admit the intruder, before it popped shut again. It was then that he realized that Zuko had just popped in the first bead. He smiled softly as he felt the next bead press into him and this time, he clenched his sphincter, so it would take more effort to get it in. The Fire Lord noted this and chuckled softly, pushing in the second bead firmly.
With each bead, Aang alternated, sometimes relaxing and letting his Lord slide in the beads, and other times clenching as hard as he could so placing a bead in took more effort. Aang wiggled around happily, feeling his tight tunnel filled with the ivory beads.
The last bead on the cord was disk-shaped, with a slight flare at either side of the edges, so that it would remain firmly lodged within the sphincter of the person that it occupied, without sliding in further or falling out. In essence, it served as a plug, and its modest size stretched out the Avatar’s sphincter in a pleasurable way.
The Fire Lord took a moment to admire the sight, and he smirked as Aang wiggled his rear end a bit. Hooking his finger in the loop that hung from the plug, he tugged it with short yanks, enough to send small shocks of pleasurable sensation shooting through his bald lover. With his other hand, he reached down, into the Avatar’s pants – which were pulled just below his rear end, and cupped his sac lovingly, feeling the smooth and sensitive skin.
Aang held back a low groan as he felt the hand cup his soft sac. Within several moments, the Fire Lord’s hand had warmed up considerably, and the palm pressed against him.
"My lord…" Aang murmured softly. The warmth of the hand felt so good. The Fire Lord was able to add warmth to his hands or any other part of his body with a bit of internal heat manipulation, a handy trick that came with Firebending. Zuko pressed the pad of his thumb to the area between his lover’s sac and his sphincter, massaging the area firmly. With his other hand, he wiggled the plug, and was much gratified to see Aang squirm around in pleasure under the assault on his sac, prostate, and sphincter. No doubt the boy was hard right now, his lovely erection straining against his pants and underwear.
The Fire Lord looked down, seeing his own throbbing erection. The head was red, partially sheathed by his foreskin. He was so hard, and his cock throbbed needily.
Suddenly, Zuko withdrew both hands from his young lover, causing him to give out a surprised mewl. He wiggled his butt, clenching around the plug, groaning softly as he felt the ache of his arousal.
"Zuko… please." Aang groaned, his hands pressing against the desk, his knuckles becoming white.
"Please… what?" the Fire Lord asked, his voice rich and deep. He was every bit aware of Aang’s need.
"I need more!"
The Fire Lord chuckled softly, grasping his own throbbing flesh and stroking it idly as he circled around, so he was at his lover’s side, displaying it to Aang.
"Please...Please, Lord..." the Avatar panted, as he eyed the thick organ in his sight.
"Please, what. Avatar?"
"I need you…"
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