100 Themes
2. Love
Author's Note: Well, this is sometime before the end of the show. That is all I have to say.
Rating: M
It had not been like this at first.
In the beginning, it was fast and hard in the pursuit of primal pleasure in each other's bodies. It had been rushed in fear of being caught, but now, in the face of total annihilation, the conventions of society did not seem so important.
Their harsh breathing echoed off the walls, the heat of their encounter seemed to light up the very room. They lay entangled, their skin sliding smoothly against the other in delicious friction. He buried his face into her shoulder as she kissed his ear. His hips moved slowly against hers, relishing in this last moment of stolen passion.
The tension in her stomach crested and broke, making her gasp and bite into his shoulder to muffle her moan. He shuddered against her, slowing his rhythm and panting. Holding himself up, he watched the last waves of her orgasm leave and open her clear blue eyes again. The soft curves of her chest heaved as she smiled up at him and he back at her.
"Thank you," she breathed.
And as he moved off her to collapse on his back, he thought with the sinking realization that in the unlikely chance that they were both to survive, all of this would be over. She would move on with her world and he in his. He imagined them, meeting again after several years and wondered how much more beautiful she was to become in the future. He clenched the bed sheet, still damp with their sweat, as he thought of the children she would introduce to him.
Not their children of course, he thought bitterly.
"Zuko?" she turned to him in worry.
His eyes remained focused on the wooden ceiling, and without looking at her, he said, "I love you."
She stiffened in shock, but did not say a word. He did not expect her to. He was even less surprised when she silently dressed and left the room. If this was to be their last moment together, he wanted her to know where he stood.
And it was clear from her actions what her answer was.
He smiled in self pity and hit the spot that she had left with a closed fist.
AN: Hope you liked that. I liked that actually. Still looking for a beta for my other story "Her Blue Eyes." Yes, need a beta. Help please.