While Sokka held Zuko in his arms, he began to feel the other boy's skin growing warmer and warmer against his. It was like a fire had been lit inside Zuko's blood and it was beginning to leach out, sinking into Sokka and alerting him to the fact that, as pleasant as this was, they had other things in mind, as well. And Zuko's desire for that was beginning to overwhelm him, it seemed.

Sokka moved his hand between them, tugging again at the loose ties at Zuko's bulging crotch. Zuko moaned and rolled his hips instinctively against Sokka's hand. Sokka chuckled and nestled his face into the warm dip between Zuko's shoulder and neck. He smiled and then playfully set his teeth against that spot and bit down. Not hard, but certainly hard enough to get a pretty remarkable response from Zuko.

The young Fire Lord went limp instantly against him. Sokka had to grab him to keep him from collapsing to the floor. At first he was afraid that he'd done something wrong, then realized that the heat radiating from Zuko was becoming even more intense. Zuko was losing it. Sokka laughed and managed to get the dazed Fire Lord back on his feet.

"If we don't get to that bed soon," Sokka grunted beneath Zuko's near-dead weight, "this is going to be considerably less comfortable."

Zuko mumbled something that might have been agreement and he managed to steady himself.

"Then I recommend that you…not do that again." Zuko paused, then managed a weak grin. "Not yet, anyway."

Sokka took Zuko's hand and practically dragged him into the bedroom. It was probably a gorgeous room—gloriously ostentatious and yet somehow perfectly Zuko—but Sokka wasn't paying much attention to the furnishings right now. He was rather distracted by how Zuko was trying to get to the bed while at the same time trying to shimmy out of those blue pants at the same time.

Sokka quickly took over the job for the fumbling former Prince. Zuko let him and when Sokka glanced up, Zuko's burning stare was on Sokka's fingers. The Fire Lord looked like he was barely keeping it together just from watching Sokka untie the front of his pants. Sokka decided to test how far he could push the older teen. While he undid the laces, he pressed his knuckles into the bulge straining to escape. Zuko made a choked sound and bucked against Sokka's hands. Sokka grinned and quickly slipped the knots loose. He decided enough was enough when he felt Zuko's inner heat rising again. At least Zuko could give plenty of warning when Sokka was pushing him too far. He ceased his teasing and pulled Zuko's pants open. He blinked in surprise.

"Hey, look at that. You're not wearing any underwear either." The idea that Zuko had not only been in his pants, but naked in his pants, was enough to threaten Sokka's already weakening composure. Zuko looked up at him, the look in his eyes almost unreadable.

"What do you mean, "either"?" Zuko asked. Sokka grinned and shoved Zuko backwards. Zuko tumbled back onto the bed, his legs dangling from the edge and the curling hairs surrounding his dick peeking out from the open laces of his pants. It was, by far, the hottest thing Sokka had seen.

So far.

Sokka gripped Zuko's pants and pulled. Zuko lifted his hips so Sokka could slip them off, pausing just long enough to rest a kiss against the inside of Zuko's thigh. The teen groaned while Sokka hurriedly pulled the pants away and flung them aside.

"Get higher on the bed." Sokka ordered. He found it incredibly hot that Zuko didn't argue. But he wasn't so far gone into his arousal that he couldn't be a tease about it. Sokka was practically drooling as he watched Zuko's lean form crawl slowly up to the head of the bed. There he paused, turned and sank back into the pile of gold and crimson pillows piled against the headboard. He let his legs fall open, his erection clearly visible and inviting. His golden eyes were promising all sorts of things that Sokka had to refuse to let himself think of unless he wanted to cum here and now. Sokka swallowed heavily and distracted himself by undoing the ties on his own pants and pushing them down before kicking them away. Zuko raised his eyebrow when he noticed Sokka's lack of underwear, but the hunter just grinned and crawled onto the bed. He had considered being as seductive as Zuko, but decided that in this particular instance, quicker was better. He scrambled up the length of the bed until he was straddled across Zuko, grinning into his face. Zuko licked his lips and Sokka barked a laugh.

"Prince Zuko, I had no idea you were so dirty." Sokka grinned.

"It's "Fire Lord" Zuko, peasant." Zuko narrowed his eyes. "And I know things that would make your uncivilized mind explode."

Sokka's eyes shot upward.

"Really?" Sokka's lips twitched into a crooked smile. "You plan on…showing me sometime?"

Zuko's grin faltered for a moment. His eyes flicked away from Sokka's face and he swallowed. Sokka tipped his head so he could look up into Zuko's suddenly pensive eyes. He offered a smile.

"What's up, buddy?" he asked quietly. Zuko stared at him, like a drowning man watching his last hope of survival slipping away. He took a shuddering breath.

"Is this for real?" Zuko looked surprised by his own question. It had burst passed his lips before he could stop it and he stared at Sokka with such a desperate hope that it broke Sokka's heart. "I mean...spirits, Sokka. I've wanted this, but you… I never thought…"

"Shut up, Jerk." Sokka growled softly. "Let's just say that we've both been idiots. But, to tell the truth, I've wanted this since you risked your ass for me at Boiling Rock. So…yeah. Pretty real, Zuko."

Zuko stared at him in disbelief. Then a smile slid across his face and he leaned towards Sokka. He reached up for the flame-shaped gold crown keeping Sokka's hair up. He pulled it loose and flung it aside, not giving a second thought as it clattered somewhere in a corner. He pushed his fingers into Sokka's loose hair and pulled him close, pressing his lips against Sokka's. It began slow and gentle, but that did not last long. Before long Zuko's skin was almost burning with his passion and Sokka was seriously worried for a moment that the bed would burst into flame. But then Zuko's tongue was in his mouth and he decided he didn't care.

Sokka sucked at his tongue and Zuko shifted so he could delve a bit deeper. When Zuko pulled back to take a breath, Sokka grinned and grabbed Zuko behind his knees, pulling him onto his back so he could stretch the young Fire Lord out beneath him. Sokka immediately shifted lower. He nipped and sucked and licked at Zuko's chin and ears, at his throat and collarbone. He reveled in the sounds Zuko made as he explored the expanse of skin beneath him. Groans, moans, gasps and wonderful cries greeted his ears as he descended to a pert nipple. He sucked at it eagerly as he scraped his nails gently across the Firebender's heaving ribcage. Zuko gave a choking gasp and bucked, moaning long and deep as Sokka moved to the next nipple and gave it a similar amount of attention, all the while pressing his hands and fingers against the flat skin of Zuko's belly. Zuko was writhing crazily beneath him, gasping and fisting the sheets as Sokka's mouth moved lower.

"S—Sokka." Zuko gasped and then arched as Sokka's fingers trailed the inside of his thighs. He gave a throaty cry as Sokka probed gently at the sensitive skin here and there, but very clearly avoiding the one place that Zuko wanted touched more than anything. "Sokka…please."

If you insist.

Sokka wrapped his hand around Zuko, the boy's spine forming an almost perfect arch as he raised himself off the bed, crying out loudly as Sokka gave a single, firm stroke. Within moments Sokka had him sweating and gasping and moaning beneath him as he used Zuko's precum to lubricate his cock and stroke it faster and faster until Zuko looked like he was about to pass out. Then, with no warning except for a wicked chuckle, Sokka's lips were engulfing the heated tip of Zuko's member. He sucked and—

Zuko's scream surprised Sokka so much that he nearly pulled back. But the Fire Lord bucked beneath him, trying to urge Sokka to take him deeper. Sokka complied and hummed contentedly around Zuko while the older boy screamed and gasped and made choking sounds that might have been Sokka's name, but were hot no matter what. And then there was a hand in his hair, urging him on. Sweaty strands of hair framed Sokka's face as he bobbed up and down, taking Zuko deeper until he was certain he couldn't take him any further. He used his tongue to probe at the tip of Zuko's swollen penis, swirled it around the head and shaft, sucked at him and engulfed him deeper than he thought he could manage.

With Zuko's fingers in his hair and his dick in his mouth, Sokka thought he had just discovered the happiest moment of his life.

So far.

He heard Zuko's sounds become more desperate and he knew it wouldn't be long now.

"S—Sokka. Sokka. Spirits. Oh—" Zuko's gasps became one long scream of ecstasy as he came. Sokka took what he could, then used what remained to stroke Zuko through his orgasm, making him shudder and buck beneath him as he cried out his name and an endless string of incoherent curses and praises.

When Zuko had spent himself, Sokka crawled up his body once more. He gazed down into Zuko's face—flushed, dampened by sweat. His hair had come loose from its wolf's tail knot and his shaggy bangs stuck to his forehead. Zuko gasped for air and while he slowly came back to his senses, Sokka brushed his fingers through the Firebender's hair. He couldn't believe Zuko had left it so long and shaggy, but he was happy he had.

"Sokka." Zuko breathed, his eyes somewhat glazed over as he gaped up at the blue-eyed boy leaning over him. Sokka smiled.

"Yes?"

Zuko caught Sokka completely by surprise by wrapping his legs around Sokka's waist, dragging him down against him. Sokka had to plant his arms on either side of Zuko's head to keep himself from collapsing on top of the teen.

"My, my, Zuko. We recovered quickly, haven't we?" Sokka grinned. Zuko growled deep in his throat and rolled his hips, his already hardening cock brushing against Sokka's still very hard member. Sokka groaned and dropped his head against Zuko's shoulder, thrusting back against him.

"Fuck, Zuko…"

"That's sort of what I had in mind." Zuko replied, his voice dripping with all sorts of wonderfully dirty promises. Sokka grinned and kissed the amazingly sensitive spot between Zuko's neck and shoulder, biting down—harder than before—and eliciting an electric moan from Zuko that made Sokka's skin tingle. Sokka sucked at the bite mark, licked at it, listening to the needy, desperate sounds that were dragged out of the Fire Lord.

Zuko groaned, a sound so deep and throaty that Sokka could feel it vibrate in his chest. Sokka moaned in response, closing his eyes and burrowing his face against the wet, reddening spot at Zuko's throat. He breathed in deeply, inhaling the spicy fragrance that had filled his dreams long before this moment. Like cinnamon and autumn leaves and something else—dry and sexy and purely Zuko, all mingled with the sweat of his orgasm. Spirits, he was intoxicating.

Sokka pulled back so he could look into Zuko's face. As usual, the scarred tissue on the left side of his face kept that eye in a permanent scowl. But the right side of his face was open—his golden eye wide with desire.

"I want to feel you inside me." Zuko growled the words in a voice so promisingly lusty that Sokka nearly came right there. Spirits knew he wanted that, too, but hearing Zuko say it like that made him almost pass out beneath the wave of desire that rolled through his belly. He couldn't speak passed the lump in his throat, so he settled for a nod. He pressed his lips against Zuko's stomach, just above his dark patch of soft hair and at the same time pushed his finger slowly into the tight ass waiting for him.

Sokka felt Zuko's groan through his entire body this time and it took all of Sokka's willpower not to fuck Zuko with that single finger. The sweltering heat radiating from the Firebender's body was like a full summer sun and Sokka could barely restrain himself from burrowing himself as deep as he could go. But he maintained a steady pace, eventually adding a second and then a third finger, stretching the Fire Lord as he listened with pleasure to Zuko's moans and gasps and cries, listening as they increased in intensity when his fingers probed a certain spot just…there.

"Oh, Sokka!" Zuko screamed his name and ground himself against Sokka's fingers. He was going to break his hand if he did much more of this. Just as well.

Sokka pulled his fingers from the warmth—from the heat—of Zuko's entrance. He stroked Zuko's hard dick a few times, smearing his palm with hot precum. He lubricated his own hard cock and was just about to press his tip against Zuko when he paused. Before Zuko could protest, Sokka had his arms around the young man's waist and was pulling him into his lap. Zuko figured out what he was doing quickly and straddled Sokka. Sokka felt Zuko's fingers dig into his back as he maneuvered himself back into position. When he was there, Zuko lowered himself down—slowly.

The heat was almost unbearable and he was so tight, but fuck he felt good. Now it was Sokka's turn to make a sound so deep and desperate that Zuko thought he could feel it vibrating along the ends of his hair. When their hips met again, there was little hesitation. Sokka began to thrust upward slowly, then with greater need as Zuko rocked down to meet him. Soon their skin was slick again with sweat. Sokka's hands clawed at Zuko's back, feeling rippling muscles and smooth scars at once as he thrust hard up into him. Zuko's response was eager. As his fingers dug into Sokka's hair and raked along his back, he threw back his head and howled Sokka's name. Sokka buried his face against the sweaty skin of Zuko's shoulder, biting and grunting as he pumped ever deeper into the scorching tunnel of Zuko's body. Zuko's knees tightened around his waist, riding him while Sokka penetrated as deep as he could go, hitting that spot again and again until Zuko was sure he would go blind from the white light that was building behind his eyes.

Zuko's fist tightened in Sokka's hair and he wrapped himself around the lanky Water Tribe boy as he came—harder, if possible, than he had before. This time there was no scream. Just a long, guttural moan as he came against Sokka's stomach. Sokka continued to thrust up, grunting and moaning until his hips began to shudder and he felt himself exploding inside of Zuko. He cried out and clung to the Firebender while he emptied himself inside his lover.

Zuko held Sokka in his arms until the hunter's breathing began to slow. Sokka's arms, in turn, were wrapped tightly around Zuko's waist and he shuddered as he slowly began to descend back into himself after being blown spirits only knew where. He had never felt warmer than he did now, wrapped happily around his own personal space heater.

Sokka heard Zuko chuckle.

"Did you know you purr, Sokka?"