T/W and Tags: Blowjob, light/brief BDSM, cowgirl, cum swallow.


Mai walks around the hallway corner into their royal bedroom.

Zuko stands silent, admiring the warm evening glow of the palace city from their balcony. Mai walks up beside him, dressed in layered, charred dark red, borderline-black evening robes. Her hands wrap around him wordlessly, her head peeking up over his robes until coming to a rest on his shoulder.

A moment of silence passes the couple as they stare out over their volcanic city.

A long, warm breath exhales from Mai. Her hands tighten around Zuko and give him a gentle wriggle, "Hey there Hotstuff."

Zuko's horizonal attention breaks, a smile spreading across his lips as he shifts his head to look at the woman on his shoulder. "Hotstuff?"

Mai smirks.

Zuko turns, breaking her grip around his abdomen as he faces her.

"Busy day? I haven't seen you at all today."

A long, heavy sigh exhales from Zuko. "Yeah, it's been a journey."

Mai gives an inquisitive eyebrow, "Care to share that journey?"

Zuko looks out toward the city horizon in muted silence again. "Maybe later. I'd rather relax right now." He gives her a short, warm smile and a gentle squeeze, "Like, spend some time with you while I can."

A light blush sweeps over Mai's cheeks. Her head retracts from his shoulder, arms slipping together under the sleeves of her robes.

"Oh, so now you suddenly get timid again?" Zuko follows her step back toward the bedroom with an inquisitive grin and feeling fingertips. He quickly catches up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, constricting the loose fabric to her skin.

A subtle nibble of his lip catches her eye.

She cocks an inquisitive eyebrow back at him in turn. "What do you have on mind mister?" her hands fall to his wrists around her waist.

Zuko gives her a taciturn shrug of his shoulders and mouth, "Me? Nothing." His thin veneer of apathy quickly peels away under the intense scrutiny of the true taciturn personality in the room. "You, on the other hand…"

Zuko tips his head forward until his forehead contacts hers.

Their pairs of bronze eyes blaze over the short distance between their faces. Zuko pushes his head into hers, leveraging his head down until their lips touch together briskly. His hands leave her sides, but only long enough to slip under their cloth. Breathlessly and without open flame, Zuko heats up his hands with a touch of fire bending – his hands rise to a toasty warmth against her skin.

Their lips part and Mai puckers her lips, feeling the warmth of his hands radiate inward along with the rising vigor of her own interest.

Zuko touches his lips back to hers and presses the kiss home, their teeth lightly scraping by one another as the compress of their lips slip apart. His tongue shoots out from behind his teeth and tease the tip of his tongue against hers. Coaxing it out of her toothy shell.

Mai's eyes dilate as dopamine floods in through her brainstem. She releases the minute hesitance left behind and follows his tongue with her own. Back and forth, up and down. Side to side. Their tongues parry one another in a series of flirtatious skirmishes.

Heated breaths warm the small space between them in the large room.

Zuko steps forward, gently pushing Mai backward towards the bed. Her eyes dart up to his, narrow and intense. She allows him a few steps.

Then in a flash, she plants her leg in front of his advancing leg and pulls him into his own advance. Zuko finds himself falling head over her heels, crashing onto the bed in a flurry of Fire Nation robes and bodily appendages.

Before Zuko can react, Mai springs from her feet on top of him on the bed. She straddles him with a wide stance, hands planted aside his shoulders and legs adjacent to his thighs.

She can read the protest on his face without the slightest need for words. His anger management may have improved considerably over the years, but his temperament is still well known. Her hair falls around their faces in a smooth, black curtain. Mai's eyebrows wave at him, jesting him to action.

Mai hangs in the air above him for a quiet movement. She can feel the radiant heat from his hands begin to fade away. Her mind comes to a halt, an unusual unplanned moment finding itself without a lineup of further action.

Zuko catches her hesitance noticeably. His gives her a weak smile and raises one hand to her flank, the other to her face.

"Hey, Beautiful."

The warmth of his hands melts through her exterior.

Sequences trickle back into mind, then flood. She bites back a warm smile, then sinks to her partner, more of her weight on his chest as she locks their lips together once more. Zuko's hands find their way back under her robes again, either reading her mind or merely interested in feeling her smooth skin again.

A short, sharp breath heats his hands to the previous, tepid warmth they were moments ago.

Mai groans, the sound bubbling up through her throat into her mouth. Zuko takes it as a warm hint, letting his hands begin to explore the tight confines of her robes with a slow gusto.

He can feel her legs tighten around his thighs and waist. Waist falling to his. Her chest rises from his chest as the kiss fills her lungs with its own air of warmth and energy. Mai's hands shrink from their wide spread on the bed, clutching his neck and face as her lips firmly press into his. Then fall apart as their tongues come back into play.

Zuko's tongue shoots out of its toothy cave. A wide sweep over her tongue melts her hands away from his face while his continue to creep up and down her spine.

She responds in kind, breezing her tongue over his as they dance their oral skirmish.

It lasts but a moment.

Mai shrinks around him, her limbs contracting against his skin on all sides. Her chest rests on his, close and tight.

Before Zuko catches on, she bites his tongue. Hard and firm. Not nearly enough to draw blood but enough to be painful.

A sharp pair of eyes flick up to meet his.

He instinctively tries to retract his tongue. But she holds fast long enough to get the point across – mine.

Zuko returns the eye piercing glare wordlessly as he wordlessly probes her demeanor.

She relents; his tongue retracts, sucking on its surface to alleviate the throbbing pain.

Mai slithers down the length of his body. Hands trailing her shoulders.

Her hands clip to his trousers and underwear, pulling them down as she descends from the bed. Zuko naturally sits up, elbows digging into the bed as his eyes follow her decent.

His growing erection flicks into the air. Mai's lips brush over his head, tongue flicking against the underside. Zuko's hands stiffen.

She tilts her head to the side, slowly sinking down the length of his shaft. Nibbling up more skin into her mouth, cell by cell.

Zuko's elbows rise from the bed as he sits up further. Her descent halts, teeth press into his spongey mass. He cringes, easing himself back to the bed until his elbows meet the sheets.

Mai switches gears, writhing her head side to side in long, smooth ovals. His head whisks around aside the back of her mouth, growing stiffer and stronger with each pass. She passes her tongue over the top of his head, then back around the underside in lopsided circles. A wiggle draws the tip of her tongue down the crease and over the engorged brim running the length of his mass.

An unrestrained groan lulls from his throat. Mai pauses, looking up at him with some expectation.

She hums a soft, suggestive "Hm?" through her throat. Her tongue flicks up the length of his shaft and wraps around his head.

Her fingers join the action, a pair banding around his mass just below her lips. Zuko's body tightens up reflexively as blood floods into his second head. Her unoccupied hand presses against his foot on the ground, applying pressure to distract him from his sensitive erection.

Another groan rolls through the room. His eyes roll around in his head as her head rolls around the side once again.

He sits up a little further. Looking down at her with a warm glow.

Mai's lips disappear from his skin. His face drops immediately, distraught at the sudden lack of pleasurable contact.

Zuko rapidly seeks to sit up from the bed, but Mai is a step ahead of him. One of her hidden blades appear from under her sleeve with the long bladed end gently pressed lengthwise against his chest. A wry smile covers her face, eyes partially hidden behind her dark bangs.

He stops immediately, bronze eyes meeting hers as he lowers himself back to the bed cautiously. Zuko watches as her free hand flashes over her robes, parting their widths and breaking the knots holding them to her body. A thin piece of fabric falls from her legs to the floor.

Slowly, the light edge of pressure on his chest relents as she clambers onto the bed knees first. A finger prods towards the opposite end of the bed, enticing him to slip up the bed mutedly. The blade disappears as quickly and silently as it appeared. Their eyes crackle over the shrinking distance between them as Mai straddles his waist.

One hand plants on his chest as the other grasps the base of his erection and slowly strokes upwards, guiding him into the crevice between her waiting thighs.

Zuko can feel her body shiver as his head penetrates her, filling the tight, warm void within her waist. She sinks down on him, her legs clasping tight to his waist. Her body shrinks around him as shudders of euphoria pulse through her body. Her mind begins to steep in the pleasure without delay.

But she presses forward with her desire.

Both hands overlap on Zuko's chest, pinning him to the bed as she begins riding his length to her pleasure. Spurts of ecstasy shoot up her spine and flanks as full strokes excite her nerves.

It takes but a handful of cycles before Zuko casts around for a distraction to suppress the colors beginning to form in his vision. He breathes, deep and long. His body temperature rises in a fit of partly intentional fire bending.

The rapid rise of warmth has the effect of stimulating Mai's already tepid delectation. The warmth of his chest radiates through his robes into her hands and into her waist. The blazing rod stirring around within her heating her core to rosy temperatures. Her legs contract around him as she sinks down his length once more, her core leaning forward over top of his abdomen. Pushing the full length of his mass deep into her body.

A chirp cuts past her lips. Her body eases forward further, head nearly touching his. Jet black hair curtains around their heads as she falls forward.

Zuko's hands slink past her robes. One hand on each flank follows her pivots up and down. Every slight twitch side to side. The toasty warmth of his hands proves too much for her resistance.

The heat of his body and the excited nerves streaking through her shoot colors over her vision. Her mind collapses in on itself, eyes closing under the torrential pour of color and the warmth seeping into her brain. With that warmth suddenly replaced with a sweep of cool, her body shivers as the climax peaks internally.

Her heartbeat oscillates her body back and forth. Slowly tipping her over.

Zuko catches her lips as her head falls within reach. The warm kiss heartily distracts him from the screaming desire to release himself within her.

She falls to his chest, the arch in her back disappearing under the wicked assault on her senses.

The slightest awareness of her external world remains solely focused on the feeling of Zuko's lips pressed to hers. His hands wrap around the small of her back, pulling her into him as he presses the heated kiss home.

Her long hair tickles his face.

Seconds pass before he releases his grip, arms unfurling from her back. He breaks their kiss as he feels consciousness beginning to trickle into mind.

His legs rise from the bed and plant firmly below her legs. Summoning his combat skills, he releases a furious burst of energy and throws Mai over top of himself. A flurry of robes and limbs finds Mai on her back, with Zuko rapidly advancing on her. She struggles to pull herself fully back to the present as she recognizes the need to reassert herself over her lover.

But she fails.

She feels Zuko's hands cut under her knees, drawing them to her sides and then up over her waist. The rest of his body follows quick behind. The sudden but short lived void within her filled as Zuko readily slides himself back into her.

Mai gasps as she feels him surge forward and refill the gap between her legs. Zuko pulls a pillow over from the headboard and roughly tugs it under her head.

He tips his head forward until their foreheads touch. His hands skirt under her shoulders, fingers interlocking behind her back, lifting her back from the bed.

Zuko tilts his head down until their lips touch. A warm, placid kiss humming through the pair.

A thrust catches her off guard. She chirps loudly, breaking the kiss for a moment before he resumes their tender touch.

Mai raises a hand from the bedspread, letting it stroke through his unkept hair as she feels hum pulse another stroke through her. She breaks the kiss again, puckering her lips as the enticing feeling of another climax washes up through her waist.

Zuko steels himself to push her past the edge before himself. Three more strokes wipe through her minimal defenses. Her hand joins the other, locking together behind Zuko's head and shoulders as further waves caress their nerves. Four more swift strokes, rising in intensity and fervor delete her barriers.

Yellow and orange streaks of light return to her vision, blinding out the blur of red robes, red sheets, and red paint. Hot tickles sprinkle into her brain, trickling in from the outside until the heat warms inward and converts to a flush of cool washing through her body. Mai's legs stiffen against Zuko's arms.

Zuko breaks their kiss and watches the waves of ecstasy float through her. He abates on his pacing but does not stop wholly, still watching the effects of his pointed actions with a slight smile.

The blush on Mai's face recedes after a solid minute of his slowing pace.

Her eyes flicker open and meet with his. Silence purveys the room for a time.

She pushes back on him, her legs unfurling and hands pressed against his shoulders until Zuko begins walking himself backwards. He leaves his legs behind, following the lead Mai imposes on him in a mutual agreement on the next step.

Their eyes refuse to disconnect as she stalks up behind his trail.

His body tenses up as he feels her lips wrap around his skin. Swiftly, she sinks herself down his full length. Her bangs tickle his skin as she wiggles her head back and forth, rubbing his head around the back of her throat.

Zuko's hand shoots out and runs his fingers through her hair, grasping a clutch of hair and pulling her down his mass as he flexes into her. He casts off the slightest hints of restraint and fully indulges himself in her offering.

He feels her throat muscles heave, restraining a gag as he forces himself further down her throat – Zuko ploughs himself into her until he feels her lips seal against the base of his saft and her tongue dart out and lap at the skin below.

The tingle in his waist radiates outward, first wrapping around his waist then descending inward from his scalp. Before bursting out in exclaim as his orgasm streams into her throat.

His grip on her hair tightens as he groans loudly, their eyes dancing unevenly over his chest. Mai tilts her head forward, pushing his throbbing erection down her throat even further. The excited neurons screaming through his body notice and his toes curl.

Then, just as suddenly as his onslaught caught on, it stopped. Zuko slumps into bed.

Mai waits several heartbeats, then begins withdrawing. She wags her head back and forth to stimulate him just a little bit more as she recedes.

Zuko mutters something incoherent as her lips pop off him and he watches her swallow the little seed remaining in her mouth and throat, then flashes her a warm, satisfied grin.

She puckers her lips and draws a finger over the skin, wiping off the slick of sticky seed standing by. Mai finishes off the last whisk of cum, then pulls herself up beside Zuko.

He rolls onto his side and rubs his hand under her gown, heating his hand with both friction and silent fire bending. A tepid smile on his lips, returned in kind by Mai.