Sokka felt his heartbeat soar at the blush in Zuko's pale cheeks. He dropped his bag on the floor in shock and quickly bent down to gather up his traps and bait.
"What? Zuko, I think you've been out in the sun too much," Sokka joked nervously, hating the way his voice broke ad trying to cover it up. "Stare at you? No, of course I don't -"
"I've SEEN you staring, Sokka," Zuko interrupted, getting a little angry. "I don't need Toph to tell me -"
"What'd she say?" Sokka asked, his eyes wide.
At this Zuko shifted uncomfortably, looking down with an odd face that Sokka couldn't read. "She said . . . she told me to have a fun time staying here with you, but to use . . . protection." Sokka swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. "Then I asked what she was talking about, and she just winked and said, 'Go ask the horny Water Tribe boy why he stares at you.'"
Sokka's knees felt like water, his heart was in his throat, his stomach doing back flips. He just stared at Zuko, mouth slightly agape, wondering what to say and coming up with nothing because he was so pissed off at Toph and at the same time entranced by Zuko, very conscious that the only thing keeping him from being in his underwear were the fire nation pants he wore. As he glanced innocently at Zuko's pants, Sokka saw something very interesting going on. He now knew why Zuko fidgeted so much, why he kept messing with his pants; Zuko was hard. And that made Sokka forget everything but him in his room.
Sokka got up and walked over slowly to the firebender. Zuko looked at him with guarded curiosity until he stopped right in front of him, bodies inches away from each other, eyes staring into the other's.
"You really want to know why, Zuko?" Sokka asked in a slightly husky voice that he didn't know sent shivers up Zuko's spine.
Zuko stuttered and stepped back, only to have his wrists grabbed gently but firmly by Sokka and pulled into a passionate kiss that screamed want and need. Sokka mouthed his lips against Zuko's moaning at how soft they were and tracing them with his tongue to get in. Zuko whimpered and reflexively opened his mouth, giving Sokka the chance to thrust in his tongue and battle with Zuko's, sending lightning strikes through both of them whenever one moaned or whimpered.
Sokka pulled back, only to find Zuko's face so overcome by a lusty appearance it gave him a full-on throbbing boner. He pushed Zuko up against the wall and slid his knee in between his legs as he deepened another kiss by tilting his head. Zuko moaned and almost yelped when Sokka started to unknowingly grind against his body, their crotches touching each other's pulsing member.
Suddenly Zuko tore Sokka off him, his limit reached, and practically threw him on the bed. Sokka lay stunned for a second and tried to speak before Zuko got on top of him and held his arms above his head with one hand, silencing the warrior by exploring his sweet mouth with his tongue.
They broke apart after a few minutes, panting, until Zuko stared to kiss lower, leaving a trail of hot hickies down Sokka's neck and collarbone. Sokka moaned and twisted against Zuko, earning a hiss when he brushed against his crotch.
Zuko floated down to the hem of Sokka's shirt and pushed it up with his free hand, licking and sucking the sensitive skin until Sokka though he was going to come. And then Zuko found the little rose-buds on Sokka's chest, and an evil smirk twisted his features. He experimented with one, licking and sucking erratically, gauging what caused Sokka to moan, to gasp or to even curse.
When he had it down he moved over to the next nipple, doing the little tricks he just learned to make Sokka emit those lovely noises. He ran his tongue around one bud while his hand played with the other, pushing Sokka close to the edge when he nipped gently at it.
Zuko felt some weight lifted off his chest as he was doing these things; he had always felt uncomfortable around the warrior, nervous even. And he never knew why. But he felt his heart swell at the sight of Sokka, moaning his name under his breath and gazing at him with bright eyes, and now he knew why.
Zuko rested his hand at the hem of Sokka's pants, watching for his reaction. Those gorgeous eyes widened and the blush on his cheeks deepened.
"Z-Zuko," he gasped out, trying to free his hands, "let go of my hands."
Zuko obeyed and released his grip, watching as Sokka sat up. With a mischievous grin he started to slowly take off his Water Tribe tunic, making Zuko's mouth water at the sight of his lean muscles rippling under smooth mocha skin.
Sokka blushed even deeper as he started to take off his pants, refusing to meet Zuko's eyes. Zuko watched as he slid them off with his own pants growing tighter each second. It was weird for him to think, but at that moment a single thought flashed through his mind: He's gorgeous. Not gorgeous like he had though Mai somehow was, not like Jin, but more. He was a fighter, leader, a . . .
He was dragged out of his thoughts by Sokka running his calloused hands down his chest and brushing over his nipples. Zuko tried to stop it, but the strangled moan broke loose through his throat and he plastered himself to Sokka again, kissing for a few intense seconds before he leaned back and hovered above Sokka's member. It was a good size, probably nine inches, but Zuko really didn't want to waste time right now measuring. He grabbed the cock in front of him, and a sharp gasp from Sokka echoed around the room.
Hiding a smirk, Zuko rubbed his cupped hand up and down at a steady rhythm, while his other hand rubbed the back of Sokka's tones thigh. The warrior moaned and gasped, arching his back into Zuko and throwing his head back. If I can do this with a hand, Zuko thought, I wonder what'll happen when -
Without warning Zuko enveloped Sokka's dick in his unearthly hot mouth, causing him to scream with pleasure and pull on Zuko's hair. It didn't take much sucking and licking until Zuko heard, "Zuko, gonna . . . gonna . . ."
Zuko took him deeper, past the gag reflex and swallowed, sending a current of pure ecstasy rippling through Sokka's body. Sokka arched his back even higher and opened his mouth, but no sound came out; he was in the state of pleasure, cloud nine, the sixth dimension; climax. Too damn good to even utter a sound.
Sokka saw stars as he came and even blacked out for a second. When he woke up after a moment, he saw Zuko sitting there, tracing useless patterns on his skin.
Good lord, he thought, catching his breath, if that's his blowjobs, I think I might die when we go all the way - wait, what?
He noticed there was no cum on the sheets or his belly, and wondered where it had gone, until he realized Zuko must have swallowed it. And that turned him on all over again. He felt Zuko's hand getting lower, sliding down his inner thigh near his ass with a determined look on his face.
Woah. Woah, woah, WOAH!
"Zuko, wait a minute, I don't think we should -"
"No," Zuko growled, his voice fierce but his eyes loving, "I can't wait anymore. I won't. Sokka, do you realize you're in my dreams? You're there even when I'm asleep. All day all I think about is you, when I should be focusing on Aang, and it's starting to piss me off. I feel like if I don't do this, I'll explode. I . . . I really . . . l-l-l . . ." he paused, swallowed and said, "I'm amazed by you. I want you. I like you. All those things."
Him too? Sokka thought. He was about to say something when Toph's merry voice cut through the air, "You know, feel like maybe SOKKA should fix dinner tonight. What about you, Katara?"
Both heads snapped to the window where the voice was coming and quickly got dressed, tying sashes and fix hair and wiping off sweat.
"Dammit," Zuko muttered, "must be back from the spa."
Sokka hurriedly walked out the door and through the hallway to the spot he had been working with his weapons, getting out his boomerang and pretending to inspect it for scratches. He acted surprised when the three girls came around the corner, wearing make-up and looking refreshed. Aang looked like he had been dipped in honey oil, his head was so shiny.
Toph wore that self-satisfied leer from earlier. "So, Snoozles, how did you like your time off from the girls?"
Sokka knew he should be thankful to her for warning them off their return, but he felt embarrassed and irritated.
"It was fine," he said shortly. "Just hung out."
"So what do you think?" Suki asked, stepping forward with rose-pink lipstick and dusky purple eye shadow that brought out her gray eyes like shined steel.
"You look beautiful," Sokka said honestly, though he said it like he would to his sister. After what had just happened with Zuko, he doubted he and Suki would last much longer. He might need Zuko's protection when he had to tell her that.