Chapter 2

Zuko fidgeted anxiously as the meeting dragged on. As usual, the fire council had gone over it's weekly meeting by more than two hours. With a completely new Fire Lord in place, there was much to be discussed. Riots from Ozai's interrupted coronation and subsequent arrest were disturbing the peace all across the Fire Nation.

It was too bad Iroh wasn't here to offer his counsel. Zuko was certain he spoke to Lu Ten privately, but having another reasonable voice in the council would have been wonderful. His gaze shifted to where his sister was seated. She had been found to only have followed orders, much to his dismay. Not only was she still free, but she had even retained her seat on the council. She was playing safe so far, but one mistake and Ozai would be free once more.

Lu Ten was, fortunately, aware of this. The young Fire Lord looked utterly exhausted. Dark rings draped under his eyes as he listened to General Yu rattle on about the new house for a young noble couple. His grandchildren, probably. If Zuko had been in Lu Ten's shoes, he would have just interrupted him to get back to serious business.

But Lu Ten remained diplomatic. Without the continued support of the council, Azula would twist them like clay in her hands. So they suffered through his babbling.

Finally, Zuko had had enough. "Your Majesty," he interrupted, "May I ask you a question?"

A silent groan of relief passed through the council. Lu Ten offered a tired smile. "Of course, cousin. What is it?"

Zuko straightened. "I'd like permission to visit the Water Tribe again."

General Zhao raised an eyebrow. "It's been only a month since your last venture. And only two since your last visit to the Water Tribe. What's so important?"

Zuko tried to keep his face neutral. "My eldest wife, Kya, was sick when that transpired. She wishes to see it before our child comes."

The council muttered their approval. The Tribute was a sign of strength to them, of Fire Nation superiority and individuality. The tradition was as ancient as the first Fire Lord. Zuko was counting on that support.

Lu Ten sighed. "Yes, I suppose you may go. How long will you be gone?" He spared a glance to the curtained corner where his bride resided. No words were exchanged, but Zuko knew his look was significant.

Zuko hesitated. "I believe I will be gone no longer than a few weeks, but it really depends on her. It's not easy," he stated dryly, "To take a woman from her home, much less more than once."

A few members chuckled at the remark. Despite the council's approval, Lu Ten seemed hesitant. There weren't many in the court he could trust as much as Zuko. With him gone, Azula may get into trouble. "Will you be taking any protection?"

Zuko bowed his head. "Of course. After the last incident, I will take no risks with my wives' safety." Again, more encouragement from the council.

Finally, Lu Ten nodded. "Very well. Travel safely. You are dismissed."

As Zuko rose to leave, Lu Ten caught his eye. A single look told Zuko that Lu Ten knew he wasn't being told everything. "And good luck." He gave a half-hearted wink, much to the roaring amusement of the older men.

Zuko smiled and left to find his wives. They had quite the journey ahead of them.

Kya stirred as a loud roar echoed from the upper deck. Zuko shushed her. "It's alright. Try to sleep." With such short notice, they had opted for the ever-ready navy ship. Lu Ten had, unfortunately, stuffed the ship with double the normal soldier capacity. The already crowded rooms were stuffed to the edge.

Kya laid her head on his chest and did her best to fall back to sleep. He stroked her hair silently as the sounds of riotous drinking and playing went on. Tonight was the Misummer solstice, and the soldiers sure knew it. He doubted any of them would sleep until dawn.

Due to a lack of space, they had only been able to squeeze into a corner with two hammocks. Most of the other men were crowded two to a hammock, so it was relieving that any could even be spared. They had opted for Kya and Zuko to share, since Kya was less likely to get up to any mischief with him. If he had been with Katara… Well… He wasn't sure he could resist.

Zuko felt his eyelids growing heavy. Maybe sleep wouldn't be too hard. With the sounds of raucous laughter in his ears, he drifted off.

Katara listened as Zuko's breathing evened out. She counted to ten. "Mom? Are you still awake?"

Kya sighed. "Yes, dearest. What is it?"

Katara hesitated. "I was just thinking… Zuko said they would be drinking, right?"

"Yes."

"And that none of them would go to bed for a while?"

"…Yes."

Katara smiled. "Maybe tomorrow morning, we could find a closet or something?"

Kya sighed. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Katara pouted. "Oh, c'mon! You want it as bad as I do, don't you?" At Kya's hesitation she pressed forward. "Yeah, you're horny too."

Kya huffed. "That's not the point. These are soldiers, don't forget. Even drunk, they won't be sleeping that heavy."

"Really? I thought nothing could wake up a drunk soldier."

Kya chuckled. "Dearest, you and Zuko could wake the dead. I'm not nearly so vocal as you, and I wouldn't dare doing anything of the sort."

Katara thought on that for a moment. "Zuko's pretty quiet, right?"

Kya shifted above her. "What's your point?"

Katara grinned. "You remember that night in Ki Fa?"

Kya winced, "Are you referring to your bet with Mai?"

"Yes. But this time, nothing's on the line. Just a good old-fashioned rematch."

Kya sighed. "Fine."

Katara rolled over and closed her eyes. She was going to need as much rest as she could get.

Zuko awoke the next morning to the sound of obnoxious snoring. A tired glance around the room revealed the passed-out occupants, scattered around the room like clothes in a brothel. Some were in hammocks, while others had simply passed out on the floor.

He shifted to get up, and Kya shifted on his chest. He held his breath as he slowly extracted himself from underneath her. He doubted she had slept very well last night, and pregnancy was probably exhausting. She needed all the rest he could spare.

He dropped down, careful to not step on one of the crewmen's outstretched hands. Before going to find some food, he planted a kiss on Katara's forehead. After a moment, he brushed her hair away from her face and paused for a moment to appreciate her beauty. He smiled. The Tribute wasn't the lucky part; it was who was in it.

He crept out of the room, careful to not disturb any of the intoxicated specimens decorating the floor. The door opened with a creak, and he stepped out. He mentally figured the path to the kitchen and headed off.

He was not surprised to find more crewmen scattered around the rest of the ship like the drunkards they were. Most of them hadn't even found a room before going to sleep. The smell of cheap beer and cigarettes permeated through the air. Maybe he should have requested they keep it down a bit.

Despite the many invitations extended, Zuko had adamantly refused to attend the party. He had never been drunk in his life, and his uncle had cautioned him against it, especially with his newfound power. Not to mention, Kya and Katara were the only women on board, and they were real eye-catchers at that. Drunk men wouldn't even hesitate to hump a barrel, much less a beautiful girl. He shivered. Definitely for the best that they hadn't come up.

Upon finding some bread and cheese stored in the cupboard, Zuko quickly made his way back to the room. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Kya and Katara appeared in front of him in the hallway.

"What are you doing up?" he whispered. "I thought you were both asleep."

Katara rolled her eyes. "Mom was. I was too excited." She smirked at him. "You really are sentimental deep down."

It was Zuko's turn to roll his eyes. "I'm not trying to hide it." Secretly, he was embarrassed she caught him doing that. It was pretty pathetic. "Wait, excited?"

Katara captured his lips in a kiss quickly. "Yes." She yanked open the closet door next to them. "We're having a rematch."

Kya dragged him inside beside Katara as he eyed them carefully. "What?"

It was Kya's turn to silence him with a kiss. "Just relax. It's been a while." She smiled and bit her lip. "We have a lot to get out of our systems."

She pulled on his collar to yank him back into the kiss, this time with hardly-contained passion. Kya often pretended like she was mature and dignified, but deep down she really did care. A lot.

As Zuko's arms wrapped around her, he felt his pants give way and drop to the floor. Suddenly, Katara's mouth embraced his manhood. He grunted in surprise as he swelled up rapidly, the weeks of abstinence taking their toll.

Without hesitation, Katara began running her lips up and down his length, tracing his flesh with her mouth. Delicately, she licked his tip before running down the other side. Zuko hissed, reflexively pulling back from Kya.

Kya was shocked at his intense reactions. She had never seen him so easily excitable. Blowjobs weren't much his style, but Katara had him rock hard within seconds. "Dearest, we may have a change of plans."

Katara looked up to her mother, Zuko still buried in her mouth. Rather than answering, Katara started bobbing up and down, causing Zuko to clench his hands right into Kya's backside.

Kya let out a surprised cry of pleasure as Katara pulled off, running her tongue slowly up Zuko's shaft. When she reached the top, she flicked it with her tongue. Zuko forced himself to release Kya. "Sorry, I don't know wha-"

He clenched his jaw as Katara buried his length in her mouth, pushing herself farther down until her nose bumped his pelvis. His breathing was heavy and he slammed his head back into the wall. Between Katara's talent and his pent-up frustrations, he was going to come in minutes!

He nearly jumped when a mouth began kissing his sack. Looking down, he caught the wonderful sight of the two Water Tribe beauties licking and pestering him together. He struggled once more not to come on the spot.

Katara released him again, but before he could catch his breath, Kya moved up beside her. Like Katara had done earlier, they began running their lips up and down the sides of his shaft.

After a few seconds of that, Kya moved down to the base of his shaft and started flicking the sensitive spot with her tongue. Suki's pointers were coming in clutch here. Katara opted to go to the top, where she caught his rim with her lips. She dragged off, then popped back on just to do it again.

Zuko couldn't take it anymore. "Ladies, I don't think I'm going to- Argh!"

Katara gently touched his tip with her teeth. Kya shifted so her mouth went around the base of his shaft, and Katara engulfed him in her mouth again. With rapid strokes, she brought him closer and closer to his climax. In one last push, she pushed down until her lips were touching her mother's cheek. Kya continuous licking of the bottom of his manhood blasted him over the edge.

Katara felt his strong organ pulsing in her mouth. In a moment, and to Zuko's astonishment, she quickly pulled off as ropes of hot cream erupted from him. Several splattered on her face, and she laughed at the odd sensation.

Kya, on the other hand, didn't let up. She kept a steady rhythm on his base, even as the ropes of cum drizzled down onto her cheek. Only when Zuko groaned was she satisfied.

Zuko slumped to the ground, exhausted from the pleasurable activity. "Wow, guys. That was…" He couldn't even form words. Katara began wiping her face with a finger and licking it off, but Kya found a napkin and wiped it off for her. Katara rolled her eyes but allowed her, and Kya cleaned herself off as well. Leaning down, Katara quickly cleaned Zuko up as well.

"So," Kya ventured teasingly, "Who was the winner?"

Zuko groaned. "Don't make me decide on that. Seriously. I don't have any blood left in my brain." He thought for a moment. "Or anywhere else for that matter."

The girls laughed and sank down beside him. The storage closet was hardly big enough for them all sitting down. With a grunt, Zuko pulled his pants up to cover himself. His wives snuggled up against his sides. Both had hardly slept a wink last night.

A thought suddenly hit Zuko. "Wait, what about you guys?"

Kya kissed his neck. "Can't risk it. Don't worry, we'll be plenty eager."

"Some of us want to risk it," Katara grumbled. Zuko sighed.

"No, she's right. I can't even imagine getting walked in on.:

Katara scowled. "Yeah. I guess so."

They fell into a comfortable silence. This time, it was Zuko who stayed awake as his wives quickly slumped into unconsciousness.

It was good to be back.

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