Part One: Zuko's a Man Whore
::gets attacked by all Zuko Fan Girls looking to settle down with the prince and shot several times in the head:: OW! My Spleen!! Writter Abuse, WRITER ABUSE::hides in bomb shelter::
Penguin Meat
(This was an idea I got from one of MANY random anime yaoi dreams I've had. It started with Sokka's voice saying a line from episode 20, "If there's one thing we know about Zuko it's that he'll find a way to survive." Then it kinda goes into an alternate version of that episode.)
"I'm hungry," Aang muttered against Zuko's chest.
The fire teen halted his pace and set the boy on the ground, easing to a sitting position beside him. His own stomach was beginning the sounds of hunger complaint and his feet were sore from walking. Looking at the horizon, he wasn't sure how much sunlight he had left before dark over took them. A blizzard had effaced their earlier tracks Zuko had made in his travels and it didn't look like the Avatar's friends were going to find them. He turned back to the boy sitting beside him, his arms and legs bound tightly so he couldn't run away.
Zuko scooped up some snow in his hands, his fingers turning red as he dug them into the coldness. Carefully, he heated the air around his palms at a slow rate so that it melted and didn't evaporate. "Here," he said as he held his fingers to Aang's mouth. The boy drank without complaint though Zuko had to wonder how long the child would last on just water alone. Already he was beginning to look pale and his energy was dwindling; before he'd struggled and screamed against his restraints and Zuko had to drag him by his collar to take him anywhere, but now he was calm enough that Zuko was lucky enough to hear him ask for food. But he hadn't planned on this trip taking as long as it was. He looked at the horizon and this time strained to see the other end of the glacier, but nothing was in sight save for a small group of penguins waddling around. At least he had found what they would be eating for dinner.
Untitled
(An idea that popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I got it down on paper. I think I originally wanted to make a music video with this scene idea thing in mind...Hmmm...)
"You saved me once," Aang stated. "And within that same 12 hour timespan I saved you. We're even now; why won't you leave me alone?"
"I need you," Zuko replied.
Aang chanced a look at him seeing only the rubicund mark that was engraved into the teen's skin. "I need you too."
It was a moment before Zuko responded with, "for what?"
"Ending this war, bringing peace back to the world."
"Learning Firebending to defeat Fire Lord Ozai, you mean. You don't need me, but you could use me."
Aang nodded once as he turned his eyes downcast. He'd hoped Zuko wouldn't see that truth in his words. "Yeah," he quietly said.
Chained
(This one came to me after reading another collection of about 100 one sentence drabbles on Zuko/Aang yaoi. One of the lines described Zuko going down to the helm of his ship while drunk to confess his love for Aang or something like that. It was one simple line I felt needed to be expressed a little more. Originally this started as a Zuko-rapes-Aang drabble idea thing, but it turned a little sweeter cuz...I love Aang too much to do that to him I guess.)
He is mine now.
Stormy grey eye gaze almost fearfully up at me as I make my approach, the clicking of my boots against the metal floor of my ship the only sound that is made. I stop before him, his petite body folded up neatly as he sits with his knees pulled to his chest and arms cradled in his lap. Falling from his wrists and ankles are thick, heavy chains that attach to the wall. Ordinarily, I might have been afraid that he could Firebend his way through them, but since learning that the boy has barely begun his Avatar training I think a little false hope could be risked.
Frightened lips trembled against my own as I press them together. I penetrated his mouth with my tongue and stole from him his very first kiss, though if it was just his first in general or the first from a boy like him I was unsure. Either way, this was all too new to him and he was too fresh to say no, to push away. Easily I dominated him; wrapping my arms around his shoulders and waist I pulled him close to me so that our bodies meshed flush against each other. His arms were crossed over his chest, the chaines jingling in uncertinty as his body shifted about in my grasp. A whimper from him only worsened my arousal, but I sensed that if he didn't get justification soon he'd try to rebel and then things would get very rough. For him. Reluctantly, I pulled out and loosened my grip, but I dare not let him go even as he was chained.
He lightly touched his lips with his fingers as he searched my eyes for an answer. "That taste," he finally choked out. Not the question I knew he was trying to ask; it must still be too unreal for him. "It's bitter."
"Alcohol," I say. "To dull this, for me. I know what I want but I don't know if I'll want to remember."
"Remember what Zuko?"
I touch his face, a soft smooth cheek with just a hint of baby fat. When he gets older he'll be a real lady killer and I wonder if he's realized yet how beautiful he really is. Especially those eyes. Does he really know how much those eyes captivate me? Hypnotize me? Draw me in and kill me?
"I lust for you," is all I can whisper before I press against his lips once more.
End Part One
