Prompt: Chocolate
The first day of our newfound freedom, I, along with my two best friends and the love of my life, could not hold our excitement. Broke as the inhabitants of Ba Sing Se's Lower Ring, we used our bending to intimidate some unfortunate, Northern Water Tribe hotel owner into loaning a room for our one night layover before setting off on our journey to set the world free.
A new world order was on the brink for those who were forced to comply with the haves and have nots ideals of the Four Nations. It was our job to change this mindset, no matter how dangerous or volatile….
"Mmmm…" I could not help groaning from hot lips that derailed my thoughts on impact. I groaned louder in my throat at the sweet taste on those lips.
I paid no mind to the blindfold darkening my vision, nor the hands removing the tattered remnants of my clothing, only the satisfying taste…the intoxicating lips, making me hot and bothered to finally the abrupt end of the seductive tease.
"P'Li…" I groaned, reaching out to feel for my love's body.
"Follow me," I was ordered.
Of course, thirteen years had not changed the woman's love of extravagant foreplay. Well, I had waited all this time….I could stand to wait a little longer. I stood, following the delicious smell in search of the woman I loved, feeling the walls for guidance. The scent seemed pull me closer to her as I advanced through an entryway.
"Zaheer!" I heard P'Li call out, though strangely distant.
Strange? She smells so close. I thought, continuing to walk, my bare feet touching cold, wood flooring, hands outstretched for the warm body I sought.
"Wha-the hell, Zaheer!"
I snatched away my blindfold to see way too much of Ghazan's tattoos as he stood bare, with a small apron, spatula in hand, coated in chocolate. At least he had on more than I…
Blushing I turned heels back to the room with gust of air, a cackling, annoying Meng Hua on the island, her face showing remnants of Ghazan's fudge chocolate cake. Not thinking to burst her bubble by pointing out that P'Li and I weren't the only ones into heated foreplay, I hurried past my sympathetic wife in the doorway of our shared bedroom. To say I wanted to jump from the fourth floor onto the icy terrain just below our window would be an understatement.
To this day, the fumes of chocolate make me hurl…