The room was filled with lit candles and flowers, and smack in the middle of the bed lay a pantsless Zuko. With a rose in his mouth.
Mai didn't know whether to be turned on or amused by this sight.
"You must have gone to a lot of trouble," she remarked with a small grin. Zuko flashed her the best come-hither stare he could.
"Well, hell-owww!" He choked and winced as the rose's thorns poked his tongue and the roof of his mouth, he plucked it from his teeth and sputtered a bit. "Hello! Zuko here!" Oh, real smooth. Mai actually did laugh at this, and he pouted. "Come on, I was trying to be sexy here!"
"I'm sorry," she giggled. "But you had to know that would happen, right?"
"Sokka managed it just fine," Zuko groaned. "Until I came in and made him accidentally swallow the rose, but still."
"Yes, Suki told me about that little incident." Mai sat down on the bed and wrapped her arms around him. "But you're not Sokka."
"I know, I know..."
"Just be Zuko," she whispered, untying the sash of her robe. "I find him sexier than a hundred rooms full of flowers and candles any day."
The fabric slid away from her body, revealing nothing but bare skin underneath. Zuko grinned.
"Come here." He moved to grab her and plant a kiss on her, but she pinned him to the bed and lay atop him before he could.
"Maybe next time," she purred, blowing out the candle nearest the bed and straddling his hips.