Zuko's fantasies

I laid in bed, just about to drift to sleep. But, my door opened and in walked Zuko. I pretended to be asleep. Go away. I continued to pretend until he was leaning over me, breathing on my face. I opened my eyes quickly. "What are you do-?" I was silenced as he roughly brought his lips to mine. I stayed dead still while he assaulted my mouth. The kiss was a long one. I had to breathe through my nose he was taking so long.

He pulled away a little and started to lick my bottom lip. "You okay, Cassie?" He whispered. I nodded, stiffly. "Good, dinner's ready by the way." He pecked my lips again before he left. Okay, that kiss was totally amazing. But it's ZUKO! The same Zuko who burned down my village, who tortured me, who's always mean, who just RAPED my mouth!

I pulled myself out of bed and went to the table for dinner. I ate quickly and drunk my tea. I walked away from the table and climbed on the roof. I laid down and stared at the stars. Then I remembered Zuko and Iroh's convocation.

"She'll be alright. You've got to stop staring at her though."

"Not my fault she looks like my mother."

"It's not that. I can tell you fantasize about her, it's pretty obvious. You think about kissing her and hugging her." Zuko raised from his seat.

"No, Uncle. I think about doing more than that."

Did he mean that? Because if he did that is really… wrong. What does he fantasize about… doing… with me? I mean the boy came into my room and forcefully kissed m- I was cut off in the middle of a thought. "Are you alright Cassie?" Zuko whispered in my ear. I jumped out of my skin. He was laying right next to me. Before I could answer he grabbed my face and roughly kissed me, again. This time was worse. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and started to trace his hand over my body. I shoved at his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, crushing me to him, our lips still touching.

What to do? What to do? I struggled, but he only tightened his hold. I got my tongue in rhythm with his. Just as he was in the middle of his rhythm I bit down as hard as I could on his tongue. I could taste his blood in my mouth. He pulled away from me quickly, releasing me. I jumped from the roof and ran to my room, slamming the door. I sat on the floor taking deep breaths. "What is wrong with that bastard?" I mumbled to myself. Why can't he just keep his hands and thoughts to himself? I mean he burned down my village and everything, and then he expects me to love him for it! Good way to show it. Forget about it, he was probably drunk… on air… or something weird. Well, everything about Zuko is weird. He hates, me he likes me, he loves me, he hates me, he loves me… can he make his mind up?

I laid in my bed thinking of things Zuko could do. I mean he's tried kissing me and touching me. But would he do more than that? Does he have the nerve to? Oh well, I'll be ready for him, hopefully. I drifted to sleep not thinking anymore about it, letting my guard fully down. What a bad mistake.

In the night my body felt overheated. That's when I felt them; Huge, warm hand touching my body under the covers. Zuko. I heard him deep breathing over me. I felt the covers being pulled away from me, to reveal my body only in underwear. He started to massage my chest. I didn't mean to, but a moan escaped my lips. I then felt something unpleasant.

He slipped his hand down my pants and inserted his fingers into me. That's when I realised; I'm tide to the bed! My wrists were handcuffed to the head rest, as were my ankles. He pumped in and put in his own little rhythm. He finally pulled his hand away, only to unclip my bra and throw it across the room. "ZUKO! GET OFF ME!" H quickly gagged me with a piece of fabric. Great!

My eyes opened fully as he placed his mouth over one of my nipples and sucked. Hard. I felt ashamed as waves of pleasure went through my body. Why's he doing this? He said so himself it was a fantasy and that- I was cut from my thoughts as I felt a pain.

He thrust into me. He nearly pulled all the way out, only to thrust into me harder. Waves of pain and pleasure mixed together. My hips bucked with him as his thrusts got faster and harder. Body I hate you for responding to this! My pleasure metre exploded, then we climaxed at the same time. He rolled off me, both of us gasping. He raped me. He's from hell, and he should go back there. Now! "I love you, Cassie." Tears came running down my face. He un-tided my body and un-gagged me. "Get out." I gasped.

"But I love you!"

"GET OUT!" He leaned forward to kiss me. "Don't touch me. Stay away from me."