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Walk it Out
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Chapter 1-1:
Like Wolf Bats in Heat
"…Thank you. I hope we will all work hard to help heal the wounds and past grievances caused by the Fire Nation and strengthen the bonds of friendship, between our lands." Zuko concluded the conference to a small chorus of cheers and joyful clatter, within a room of around fifteen men and women, delegates from the Earth Kingdom's eastern, outlying provinces.
Zuko, Sokka, and Suki bowed in respects to the leaving dignitaries; Suki, in traditional battle garb, on Zuko's right flank, and Sokka, in thinner summer clothing with Water Tribe colors, on Zuko's left flank, and Zuko, seated and bowing graciously from his almost throne-like seat at the head of the conference table. They were set up in a tent, in the mountainous distance of some indistinct earth town, whose name only Sokka remembered for some odd shopping reason, to gather a secret meeting of outlying Earth Province members, to quell and calm some rebellions over allying with the fire nation. Zuko understood the feelings and reasons behind the rebellions, but, was not so ready to simply treat them all as criminally wrong. Healing had to be achieved so that the world could move on.
It had been many years since the defeat of Firelord Ozai, but, still, some of the wounds caused by the Fire Nation felt fresh and sore. As of this point in time, Zuko and Aang were slowly circling the globe to help soothe and heal them.
Albeit the fact that this meeting was one of many that would aide in doing so, that didn't distract from the occasional feeling that these things could be absolutely…boring.
"D'oughhhhhh, finally." Sokka groaned, Suki and even Zuko exhaling in unison. "That took all day!"
"Easy, Sokka. The situation is still delicate and they may take that as an insult, if they're still within earshot of us." Zuko replied.
"Yes, yes, but…now that it's over…it meansthatIcanfinallyTAKEYOUSHOPPIIIIIIIING!" Sokka exclaimed, with his arms outstretched to the tent ceiling.
Zuko and Suki giggled at Sokka's antics.
"C'mon!" Sokka ecstatically squealed as his hand shot forth to clasp onto Suki's arm, "I know this great place, with these awesome tote bags, and all these cool Earth Kingdom pendants and trinkets…" Sokka drove on and on.
Suki unfortunately tugged her wrist loose from Sokka's hyperactively urgent grip. "Uhheh, no, Sokka. Not just yet. I have some urgent business to take care of with Zuko, in private. You go on ahead. I'll meet you in a few hours at that nice looking noodle shop we saw in the northwest corner of town."
"Sounds like a plan, mah man…or…wo-man…eheh." Sokka fumbled. In a moment, he was dashing for the exits of the tents. "I'll see ya in tooooown!" he called out behind him.
"…Where is it…where is it?!" Sokka groaned to himself as he looked high and low, all around the apartment room for his wallet. He scrambled, to and fro, leaving no stone unturned, searching frantically for it in this temporary place they called home, rented out only for the brief peace talk. Alas, he could find neither hide nor hair of it.
"Ugh…I probably dropped it, running from the tents." he grumbled, and regretted having to travel back up the mountain path to look, also to possibly ask Suki if she'd seen it.
On his way back to the path, Sokka ran into some of the guards that previously stood securing the tent perimeter, eating at a food stall. "Hey you guys…aren't you supposed to be guarding Zu…ehh the Fiahlohhhd?" Sokka 'corrected' himself, bellowing with a regal voice, comically yet at a conversational volume, as to not alert passerbys of the Firelord's presence...or at least he hoped it was quiet enough.
"Hehehe, we were, but, we were excused to go enjoy the town." one of them said. "Besides, he has Lady Suki to protect him."
"Ahh, true." Sokka agreed with a wide grin across his face. "She's aaall a man needs...err to protect him...that is."
The guards simply laughed in reply.
After a minute or two of palling around with them, he continued his detour, back to the tents.
A slight sandstorm had kicked up and the wind was all but howling in Sokka's ears.
He reached the tents, on a decent jog, only a few minutes after he left the guards. The conference tent looked nearly abandoned, with It's flaps buttoned up and pinned down.
"Hello!?" Sokka called. There was no answer, which didn't quite surprise him, as no one could hear a dragon's roar over this crazy wind. 'They probably went on without me into the town.' Sokka thought. 'I'd better hurry.'
So, he decided to weasel his way in through the flaps, unbuttoning a doorway from bottom to top, starting with the bare minimum hand room he had to blindly unhook the first button from the outside. He then rebuttoned it, as the sandstorm was something fierce and he didn't want it following him in.
He looked around the slightly quieter perimeter of the tent, a sort of outer ring and foyer for the inner chamber. No wallet. He sighed and put his hands on his hips then 'Where could it…' he thought to himself…suddenly noticing the large bulge in his pants, which his hand just landed on. He giggled to himself then, as he withdrew the object from its hiding place. It was his wallet. He had been carrying it this entire time. Sokka giggled softly to himself and shook his head, feeling utterly ridiculous and totally glad that no one had been there to see his faux pas.
Making ready to leave, hopefully to catch up with Suki and Zuko, his feet lurched forward, prepared to make another dash for the exit…until he noticed a sound. It was coming from the inner chamber…and it sounded like…Zuko…groaning in pain.
Sokka hastily searched his body for any form of weaponry he had. Nothing but a tiny penknife. Whatever happened next, he would have to take care of it with stealth. He circled the perimeter, finding no one but himself was in the outer hall; a good thing. He then went closer towards wherever Zuko was, sneaking around blindly as he was still blocked by the flaps and curtains of the inner chamber. Getting fairly close, he noticed another sound. It was faint but definite and had a rhythmic sense to it. It was sort of a wet, smacking sound, intermittently interrupted by Zuko's groans and huffs. Sokka had no idea what that was. It made him edgy. As Sokka felt that he didn't have much time, he stopped where he was, somewhere around the left flank of the 'throne' and slowly, carefully opened a flap so he could peek inside. What he saw both shocked and puzzled him. He watched a while, unable to make ends of the scene at hand. He felt utterly confused...and then...enraged. He saw Zuko, sitting on his throne, with Suki kneeling at his feet, appearing to worship him…and she was…but, in a very specific way. She was sucking Zuko's large, attentive cock…and she was doing it…quite well.
Sokka was well in the mood to burst in and demand an explanation. That is...until he heard Suki moan, "MMMmmmmhhh..." It was obvious now...she liked what she was doing. Sokka didn't know what to do then...except to simply...observe.
"Oughhh…aughhhh!" Zuko groaned as Suki swallowed and swallowed his stiff, thick manhood with ecstatic hunger. Her eyes were closed with pleasure and her slow, pumping grip was firm on Zuko's lower quarters, as her tight, hot, slippery lips slid up and down, clicking sweet and nasty smacks as they slipped over the ridge of his cock's head. Zuko silently watched, entranced as this painted face beauty devoured his meat, her every motion chiming with the sweet clink of golden trinkets in her hair or the armor on her body. She was doing him so well that he gripped onto the armrests of his throne and groaned, "Oughhhhhh!", throwing his head back in hard, overwhelming pleasure, entranced by the rhythmic voice of beautifully wet smacks of flesh and gently chiming metals. He looked back down to converse with Suki a moment, curious. "…Huhh…ough…do you ever…do this with Sokka?" he asked.
Suki temporarily relieved him of her mouth. "No." she said plainly, her eyes still focused on his cock. "…He's not that adventurous."
"Oughh…" Zuko replied, still dazed at this beauty that so mastered his cock with unrelenting hunger.
Suki smiled deviously for a bit and stared with a fiery gaze into Zuko's eyes. She opened her mouth and let loose her tongue to circle and swarm around his big, tasty head, making Zuko slump back once again from the hard, fiery pleasure. The edges of Suki's mouth curled up in a naughty little smile, before she went back to a nice, constant stream of sucking and pumping.
Zuko's loins suddenly shocked up and he swiftly but gently slipped his hands forward to dig his fingers into Suki's hair, signaling to her that he was about to cum. She responded by sucking him faster and harder, gripping his dick like a warrior and plunging her lips down onto him while her wet, hot, slippery tongue pressed and worked into his head. "Aghhh!" Zuko groaned as she sucked him closer to the edge. She began switching between this hard, fast pumping and sucking, to swallowing his head in place, with a good, hard, kissing suck, while she ravenously pumped his shaft as if she was shaking the juice out of him. When she held him there, her mouth's attention came from her stiff, mighty tongue, as it licked and stroked powerful circles into his head. "Uahh…oh! OGHHH!" Zuko moaned, his body now ready to give, as Suki continued to suck and pump his body for his liquid love. Just about when he was ready to explode, Suki suddenly let her grip go from his shaft and began plunging her mouth hard and deep onto him, swallowing and swallowing his entire cock with a furious set of deep, hot sucking that had him all the way in, to her throat. And she kept on it, hard, constant, and fast, until Zuko began exploding geysers of hot, thick, uninhibited cum into her throat…and still she kept plunging down onto him. Each shot encouraged her to swallow and suck him, again and again and again, drinking down hard spurts of hot, thick cum, and not letting a single drop leak from her lips…that is, until she popped him out of her mouth and began pumping and shaking him furiously, letting his hot, manly spunk splash and paint all over her face…her cheeks…her lips…and occasionally across her tongue…she loved every second of it. She shook him and shook him, pumping his shaft with an unimaginably lustful rage, as she used his head as a paintbrush across the lovely canvas of her face. She took great pleasure in the way his warm, lovely cum felt, as she stroked the hot flesh of his head, across her loving lips and her thankful cheeks, especially when it blessed her with a fresh kiss of lovely spunk. She spent a moment there, Zuko looking on, as this beautiful demon of a lady swirled and stroked his cock over her face, decorating herself with more lovely, pearly, strings, drips, and gobs of his manly love.
Zuko was soon spent, but still, she was not done with him, as she soon held him at the base of his shaft and slowly slipped him back into her mouth. She smiled as she began again, plunging slowly down onto him, her tight lips now a bit more gentle, sensitive to Zuko's…condition. He nearly jolted as the lady cruelly continued to eat his harshly oversensitive cock. Gentle, yes, but soon, her hungry little mouth began tightening its suck upon him and he was engulfed in a shocking sea of unbearable pleasure.
"...Nnngghhh...oahhhgggghh…stahhh…stahhpp…" Zuko shook and writhed in place from Suki's torturous, suckling grip.
She giggled a bit, when she saw his jolting reaction after she took a tight, sucking kiss off his head and popped her mouth open and loose from him. Suki taunted and shook her head 'no' with a smile. "Ah, ah, ahh…" she all but sang, as she teased his flesh with her warm, pointy nub of a nose. "…You still need to fuck me." she commented, and then continued to suck him, driving him absolutely mad, even furious at what she was doing.
She liked that. In fact…it was exactly why she was doing it.
Author's note: It's odd, really. Suki wasn't really a character I was attracted to, but, after writing this, I find her to be a very compelling character, hahaha! In fact, it wasn't until after writing this that I started rustling around fanart of her and found that there are lots of other artists and fans out there that feel exactly the same thing! This slash is so forbiddenly good...it practically makes me drunk.
