A/N: I'm sorry. I really am. I wish I could get momentum to do a multi-chapter fic, but my life is so hectic that all I ever do are these drabbles.
Lust and Let Die
Water and fire. Two opposites, yet complements. If only my fire had an aquatic partner.
You see, something wasn't right after the war. I should've been happy- I was Firelord, I had a loving girlfriend and eventual wife, I had friends. I had everything.
Then, something snapped one day. The Avatar's wedding day, to be precise. I saw her in that beautiful sea-blue gown, her hair braided and falling down her back in a cascade of perfume. That day, something stirred inside me-something unnatrual.
From that day on, I could barely see her without feeling warm. I would think of when I laid with my wife. And yet, I did not love her. No, I loved my wife.
I did know what to do. I could not stop thinking of the beautiful Princess of the South. When her belly grew round with child, I wished it was mine. Yet still, I loved my wife.
I meditated. I prayed to Agni. My Lady and I continued to have wild nights in the bedroom. And still, I thought of her.
Then, my composure broke. It was during a Council of Nations meeting. She was there, representing the Southern Water Tribe, while her husband the Avatar was the Council's head.
As soon as she walked in the room, my eyes flew to her bulging stomach. She looked down and smiled, gently rubbing circles onto her skin. My undergarments grew tight as she took a seat.
I could not focus the entire meeting. Instead, I took deep breathes to prevent myself from taking her right then and there. Finally, I asked to leave, saying I was not feeling right. I could not control myself any longer.
I fled to my hotel room, not a block away from the Ba Sing Se meeting hall.
Here I am now, lying on my bed. My world is spinning, these thoughts won't leave my head. My name is Zuko. I love my wife. I lust for a Princess.