Kiss THIS!

That's right, you get TWO drabbles today, aren't you excited? I spoil you, really. The reasoning? They kinda form a plot. Hurray for Adultish-Married-Without-Children-Zutara!

Warning: they both end with an illusion to sex. But it's happy, "yay we're married now!" sex so it's all good.

Enjoy.

Jak

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"Well," he asked slowly as he stood before his newlywed wife. "What do you think?"

Katara could not help but giggle. "You look like a monkey in a robe."

Perhaps she was being a little harsh, but he did look sort of ridiculous. The red silk robe of the Fire Lord was much too big for him—the sleeves were too long and length too short. He looked every bit like a child who was trying on his father's clothes.

Which was exactly what he was doing, in a way.

"Not my fault." He whispered, rolling up the long sleeves. "I have to wear these for the crowning. When I—when I finally become Fire Lord, I have to wear these."

She frowned. "They aren't yours, are they?"

"They were my father's." His voice was barely above a whisper, but still she heard him. She moved towards him slowly.

"Can you notwear anything else?" He shook his head.

"No. It's part of the tradition. After tonight, I get robes of my own, but I have to wear my father's until then."

He was shaking as she walked towards him and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I—I may need you. I might need your support. I'm not sure I can go through with this alone."

"Then I'll be there to support you." She kissed his cheek gently, holding his hand as he relaxed, a mountain of worry falling off his mind.

He grinned cheekily at her. "So I look like a monkey in this, huh?"

"Uh-huh." She whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. "An adorable monkey, but a monkey still."

"What about the robes, eh? Think they'll be alright when they're properly sized?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

She grinned. "I think they look better on the floor, personally."

He was quick to take her advice to heart.

XXX

END 1

Lace

"Zuko." She called to her husband as she slipped the dress up and onto her body. "Come help me do up this dress."

"Why?" He mused from behind her. "I like it just as it is." Indeed, the silken lace dress was the typical dress for a Queen, modest and formal, however undone it exposed most of her back and her bottom.

She rolled her eyes as she tried to lace up the dress herself. "You won't be saying that when every other guy in the kingdom is staring at me."

He scoffed. "They can look. I'm not that jealous of a husband." He gave her a wily grin. "It's if they say something or try to touch you that I get to hit them." He placed a gentle kiss on the back of her neck as he slowly began to lace up the back of it. "It would give me something to do while we're at that boring ceremony." He rolled his eyes cockily in her direction.

"Don't give me that look. It isn't my people who came up with the ceremony." He gave a laugh.

"No, if it were your people, we'd probably have to hunt down some helpless animal and use it as a sacrifice—" She pushed him away jokingly.

"But at least we'd get done faster and get to move on to better things." She turned around and kissed him gently.

"That is true, that is true." He deepened the kiss to the point where she moaned and the rest of the lace was quickly undone.

XXX
END 2

Sokka enters: Hey, Lord and Lady, you need to get to the—HOLY COW THAT'S MY SISTER! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER! 0o

Zuko: But we're married so it's all good. :)

Katara: Exactly. :)

Randomness, eat your heart out.

Also, I KNOW OMA IS THE GIRL AND SHU IS THE BOY! That's part of the point. Oma was the one wearing red fireclothes, and Shu was wearing blue waterclothes, and I think that matters more than gender, ya know?

Jak