Prompt: Crime and Punishment
A/N: Rated M for smut!
She should have expected this; Skoochy was always looking for an excuse, and she had readily given him one. You need to be punished, he'd said, his lips lifting into a slow smirk. She'd barely had a second to protest before he'd pushed her onto her back; a second later, her clothes were ripped off her, and a second after that, her wrists are tied to the bedpost.
Then, he is upon her; in a whirlwind of motion, his teeth sink into her neck, his fingertips tweak a pebbled nipple. His lips on her skin are liquid heat, and Jinora wonders idly how in the world he wasn't born a firebender.
"Skoochy... Skoochy please," she whines, her back arching off the bed as his tongue ghosted over her clit.
"Tell me," Skoochy commands; the thought of the well-mannered airbender girl doing so made him harder than ever. "Beg me, and I'll do it."
"Skoochy, make me come, please, I need it, oh Spirits fu-"
Her pleads broke off on a cry as Skoochy speared his fingers into her; he pumped them furiously, and it was only a few minutes before she clamped around him, coming undone.
"You used scarves last time," she pants, breathless from the force of her orgasm. She moves her arms, the cool metal chafing against her wrists. "No fair."
"You got out of them last time," he retorts, his lips descending on her neck, then moving to the jut of her collarbone. His teeth clamp down on the pale skin. "No fair."