The air was humid yet crisp—dry, in fact. It smelled of mold and burn—it reeked of it. It as lit with fired torches that formed a full circle around the stocky cylinder room.
I sighed, closing my eyes gently. I flattened my hand out, then tucked in my thumb and finger into my palm, squeezing my fingers tighter together. My wrist bugged against the shackles, but no matter how hard i try to minimize my hand, it would not budge.
I sighed, building up all tensenesss in my body to my shoulders, and then releasing it with a large outward breath. A chill ran up my spine, causing me to go rigid and curse.
I squeezed my eyes shut tight, trying to ignore the tart coldness—knowing Zuko had it much worse.
Zuko let out a shaky breath. The carbon dioxide came out as a white fog in the coldness, and it disappeared into the stealthy cylinder—most likely getting consumed one again by the ice that surrounded Zuko.
Zuko's ear tips were blushed pink, and the tip of his nose resembled Rudolph The Red Nose Rudolph—a water tribe myth story.
Zuko's teeth chattered horribly, clinking against each other. His whole body trembled furiously, numb with cold. His finger dug into the other arm—a failing distraction.
His knuckles were purple with strain, and his skin was like snow—threatening to turn purple also. His blood was circulating slowly—probably frozen to the core.
He had been in that tube for about a week now, no food, no sight except for the white ice cubs.
Zuko sighed, wondering how Sokka was holding up on his end. He would've already been with his father and his father wasn't one to keep prostitutes around. Zuko was most likely locked up now—actually, right now he would be trying to get free.
So it was time for Zuko to get a move on.
Zuko slowly unclenched his frozen singer from his arms and balled them into fist and then released them, repeating that action numerous times. He didn't want his fingers to break off—if they did how could he stroke his cock?
Once Zuko was sure his fingers had enough circulating blood in them, he tug one into his shirt, and the other into his pants.
Zuko lightly skimmed his nipples in circular, teasing motions—causing the frozen nubs to stir.
Zuko bit his lip, causing the icy purple skin to cut open and bleed—stinging.
Zuko wrapped his other hand around his cock, and started pumping it slowly. His fingers started to heat with friction as he thought of Sokka's face, lost in pleasure and moaning out Zuko's name.
His fingers tickled his softening nipples, massaging them with a gentle, yet demanding force.
He felt heat stir inside him; engulfing his body completely. His body started to melt; his cheeks flushed red—like a blooming rose.
Zuko's eyelids became heavy with lust for Sokka, and they gently dipped into soft darkness—where he was then reminded of bright colors and lovely passionate feelings.
Zuko's hand stroked his cock harder, and he bucked against the feeling that filled him whole.
Zuko was sure he was heated up like a fire, so his hand left his nipples and found its why to the frozen door.
He opened one eye to a crescent vision, and he saw the lock and handle.
Zuko bucked and pumped his dick, puncturing the slit with his nail.
With a burst, fire exclaimed out of his hand, and it hit the door, burning strait through the handle.
The flame, so powerful and livid with life, shot the guard strait in the back, burning through his metal armor and half of his skin.
The guard shrieked in agony, and then fell to the ground.
Zuko chuckled, but as he felt his area tighten, he gave out a small cry for Sokka, before he came. There was sizzling as his white-hot seed hit the ice and started melting it.
Zuko smirked, and then tucked his cock back into his clothes, standing up.
He kicked the door open—which actually flew off the hinges.
'Hallelujah' Zuko thought as he ran out the chilling room and was rejoiced with a new heat. He quickly skimmed the area, looked for Sokka's hold.
After his seventh encounter with a fire nation soldier, he decided rather then hurt this one and leave, he would ask information.
The fns(fire nation soildier) gasped as he saw he was trapped between a wall and zuko.
Zuko smirked, a deathly fire produced from his hand and right under fns's soldier.
"Where is the water tribe captive?," Zuko kissed.
"H-h-he's i-i-in the b-b-barricks.....a-a-a c-clas," fns spoke, stuttering like a mad man.
The flame exstinguished from Zuko's hand and he sharply his fns in the neck, causing him to go unconscious and fall to the floor.
Suddenly, the alarm sounded.
"Shit!," Zuko cursed gritting his teeth.
He started running through the halls, up many flights, needing to get to the a class barrick.
Startling, he met Sokka—bruised and used, in a fire nation uniform.
He must've stole it from a fire nation soldier, Zuko though as he realized the outfit was quite loose on Sokka. Sokka did not look hurt in his eyes, but his body sure had the correct markings.
Sokka's sword hung by his waist.
They enbraced in a tight hug, and tears gleamed in Sokka's eyes. "I missed you!," he cried, and their lips connected in a tart kiss.
"I love you," Zuko said when they parted. Sokka smiled, returning the statement.
"Okay, we gotta go," Zuko said right after, looking around.
"The Avatar has been spotted. The avatar has been spotted. Left wing."
"Well Aang and them are here," Sokka said smiling, feeling free.
"Left wing, okay, we need to go......that way!"
He pulled Sokka along the halls and stairs, them both bringing death or extreme hurt to any passerbys.
Then, they were out in the open—outside.
The air was humid as always. The sky was clear except for the beautiful fluffy clouds. It smelled of fire.....
Sokka caught something out of the corner of his eye, and he gasped, pointing at a cloud that was actually not a cloud.
No, this cloud had four mammoth feet with purplish-brown bottoms.
And this cloud had a face. And this cloud had a seat with three human figures and one monkey-ish type....
"AANG!," Sokka screamed, waving his arms.
There was a faint "Sokka!" and then Appa was swooping down to them.
"Get on!," Katara called as they landed.
Zuko heard a clank from the door he had locked and closed behind them. They were here.
Sokka and Zuko quickly hopped on and aang whipped appa, yelling 'yip yip."
Appa took off into the clouds, where he was covered from the fire nations sight.
Zuko and Sokka hugged once again, feeling happiness vibrate all throughout them.
They were finally going home....
School is OUT!!!! Next(last) chapter out.....soon?