THIS STORY IS RATED M FOR MATURE CONTENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okie dokie... this is my first slighty lemonish story... and I don't care if the characters are ooc this time!!!!!!! Muwhahahaha! :D
I do not on A: TLA, epsecially since writing this....
Things
Duty
"Sokka! Get back here!" Katara yelled after her brother, who escaped the wrath of her obsessive compulsiveness for cleaning. Suki chuckled as her boyfriend ran off with Toph to town to "get supplies." Katara sighed as the pair disappeared from view.
"Suki, do you know where Aang is?" she asked. Suki shrugged,
"I don't know, maybe fire bending with Zuko?" Katara nodded. She made her way to the courtyard, carrying the bucket of water and rag for dusting. She heard the fwoosh of the fire before entering. The boys were practicing a form, shirtless and sweaty. Katara blushed when she caught sight of Aang. She waited until they were finished. When Aang caught sight of her, he waved and ran up to her. She heard Zuko scowl but he didn't try to stop his student.
"Hi Katara!" he said. He drank out of the water skin that was set-aside for them earlier that day. Zuko was over at the fountain wiping his face with a towel.
"I think it's time for you cleaning duty Aang," Katara said, gesturing towards the dusting supplies. Aang looked at the bucket and rag, to Zuko and then to Katara.
"I'm sorry Katara, but Zuko and I have a lot of work to do. I promised him no distractions today," he said with a sheepish grin. Katara looked at Zuko who was glaring at her for some obscure reason. She didn't want to get in the way of the fire bender. They were friends now, but that would never change his hot head at times. She shrugged,
"That's fine Aang, but only for today." She smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Ok! Can you leave now?" Zuko said harshly. Aang sighed and rolled his eyes. What's his problem? Katara wondered as she picked up the bucket.
"Sure…whatever you say Zuko," she said. She wasn't in the mood for fighting back. She had gone down the pillar hallway and turned a corner when she just remembered that she'd forgotten the rag. She went back and almost revealed her presence when she heard Aang talk.
"Is someone jealous?" he said. She heard Zuko snort.
"No," he said. Aang laughed.
"It didn't look like it," he said. What the-? Katara thought. She peeked from a pillar and almost gasped at what she saw. Zuko was sitting near the fountain, leaning against Aang, who behind Zuko, on his knees with his arms around his teacher's neck.
"Ok, maybe a little. I can't help it, she's all over you!" Aang laughed again.
"Come on! She just wanted me to clean,"
"You didn't see her staring at you shirtless," Zuko said, looking at the floor. Aang leaned into Zuko's ear. Katara barely caught what he said,
"That's because I was too busy looking at you." Zuko blushed.
"Well then, that's why you're not improving," he said. Aang pouted.
"Zuuuko, that's not nice," he whined with mock hurt.
"Since when was I nice?" Zuko retorted. Aang pressed his face into Zuko's shaggy hair.
"You're nice enough to do our 'exercises' during the day," he said. Katara felt her face go red. Zuko also went red.
"You started it," he mumbled. Aang kissed the top of Zuko's head,
"You like it," he stated. He traced Zuko's chest with his fingers. Zuko shuddered from the touch. Aang's fingers started sliding downwards.
"Because you're so irresistible," Zuko gasped. Aang grinned mischievously, slowing his finger's journey down Zuko's chest in a teasing nature.
"And?" he whispered. Zuko's breath quickened.
"And- fuck Aang!" he cried. Aang's arm was stretched at the rim of Zuko's pants, finger tips in the fabric. Aang grinned, taking his fingers out. Katara could see a bump in between Zuko's legs. Zuko turned to Aang, eyes flaring.
"Why'd you stop?!" he demanded. Aang put on an innocent face.
"Stop what Zuko?" he said. Zuko growled.
"You know what." Aang pecked Zuko on the lip.
"But I thought it was your turn today," Zuko's eye widened.
"You can't do that!" Aang just cocked his head.
"But you promised," he said. Zuko face went hard.
"Oh? You want it so bad? Fine!" he snarled. Before Aang could react, he was pinned to the ground. Zuko started eating Aang's face. Aang was struggling to keep up, but enjoying it never the less. Zuko stopped for air.
"That's the best you can do?" Aang said, with a smirk. Zuko growled,
"Shut up and let me fuck you!" Zuko leaned in for more of Aang's mouth while undoing both his and Aang's pants. Katara couldn't watch anymore. It was obvious there was nothing stopping these two. She quickly slipped away, but not before hearing the moans and cries of pleasure. This house was indeed a very dirty one.
Yeah... I wanted Zuko to be whipped a little....Whatya'll thnk????