6 Months later
Zuko – 12:25 pm
Are you ok?
Suki – 12:25 pm
Why do you ask?
Zuko – 12:26 pm
You keep quoting Augustana on Facebook.
Suki – 12:27 pm
Lol. Fair enough. Sokka and I are just going though a hard time. I have the feeling he is going to break up with me.
Zuko looked up from his phone, blinking slowly as his heart started to race. It's not that he wanted them to break up, nothing was further from the truth. He just felt a soft tingling sensation come over him at the thought of Suki being unattached.
He was sitting at a table in the library, his computer open with books spread all around him. He was in the process of studying, but he knew that with this text there was going to be no chance of him getting any work done. His professors were always talking about making priorities, about putting more important things before the less important ones. Their intent was to say that school work came before anything personal, and Zuko agreed to an extent, but there was an exception.
Suki was the exception. She was always, and would always be his priority.
Zuko – 12:28 pm
Do you wanna talk about it?
Suki – 12:28 pm
Aren't you busy?
Zuko – 12:29 pm
I'm never too busy for you, you should know that.
Suki – 12:30 pm
You're wonderful. Lol. Meet at my place?
Zuko – 12:31
Sure. We can get something to eat if we want.
Suki – 12:31
Deal. 3
He was out of the door of the library before she was even able to get the last text out.
Suki wished that she could say that could not remember the last time she cried like this. The fact of the matter is that she knew it had been less than a week since her boyfriend had left her sobbing in bed for hours. She always tried to justify it, to tell herself that they were going though a rough patch. She loved him after all, and she knew that he loved her. As long as she had those things she knew that it would be alight. She knew they would get through this, that they did have a future and they would both get there together.
She knew that if she was patient enough it would pass, that things would be ok.
Sokka - 12:47 pm
You're unbelievable.
To be honest she could not even remember what they were fighting about this time. Something to do with either sex or his bike. He kept asking her to get parts from her father's garage to fix it, but then would not even be that grateful for it. He would just drive off on the damn thing and leave her behind.
The sex thing was another matter all together. He had been detached. Like he did not even care. He never took his clothes off for her anymore, something that she found actually quite upsetting. She had grown to love his strong build since he had started working at the factory and always wanted to touch it when she could. He never gave her the chance though.
Whenever they did make love it was short and uninspired. She had read a few books and got several issues of Cosmo in hopes of spicing things up in bed. Whenever she proposed these ideas he just rolled his eyes, and told her that it was not needed, that she was enough. His actions were quite different though.
Suki - 12:48 pm
I'M UNBELIEVABLE!? You act like we arn't even dating! You never want to do anything anymore!
Sokka - 12:40 pm
I'm just busy.
If he was as busy as he acted then he should be living someplace other than that crappy apartment. He would not be begging her to fix his bike when something went wrong. But both of those things were happening, leaving Suki confused as to what – or who- he was so busy with.
Suki - 12:41 pm
But all the time? You never wanna do anything and then you act like I'm the one who is just over thinking things.
Sokka - 12:42 pm
Perhaps you are over thinking it.
Suki - 12:42 pm
Oh, so it's my fault now?
Sokka - 12:43 pm
No. It's no one's fault Suki.
Another lie. She knew that he blamed her for it. She was used to it. He used her an outlet for his annoyances in life. If he had a bad day at work he would blow up on her when she asked him about his day. If he was behind on some bills, he would get pissed when she would talk about going on a date. It had been like this for months. He expected her to be the loyal little girl to stroke his ego at the end of the day, while she got nothing.
She just wanted her to talk to him. She just wanted to know what was going on and she did not think that was so unreasonable.
Suki - 12:43 pm
Then tell me why are you so distant? What is going on?
Sokka - 12:43 pm
It's nothing Suki. There is nothing going on.
Suki threw her phone on the over stuffed green chair on the other side of her room, flopping down into her bed. She wrapped herself in her thick blankets, pulling her them close to her as she cried silently. She tried to think about why she was dealing with this at all. Why she bothered with a man who was not at all interested in moving forward in life.
She just wanted to future, she wanted a family, a house, a wedding. She had always wanted those things for himself, ever since she was a girl. She could not understand why he was not wanting them as well. Things had been so promising, so perfect for so long. He was always so sweet and kind with her. Doing little things that made her heart melt, that made her feel loved and wanted, that made her feel like she was the only girl in the world to him.
In exchange he was the only man in the world to her. I mean there was Zuko of course, but that was different. Sokka was her love and nothing would ever change that. She stood by him, and comforted him when he needed it, loved him when he needed it, and did all those things without him even having to ask. All she asked for was the same in return and never got them.
She was not expecting to get married tomorrow, but she did want to know what was in store for them. She wanted them to talk about it, so that she knew they had the same goals, the same plan. Suki simply did not want to waste time on someone who was not going to give her what she wanted to bad, be it next week or ten years from now. She had hoped that he would have grown up as they had aged, but nothing was further from the truth.
She just wanted her Sokka, and wanted that for the rest of her life. Was that really so much to ask? She could not figure it out anymore, and part of her was too emotionally exhausted to do so.
Zuko pulled up to the house that Suki shared with her parents. It was a little ways out in the country, but not far from the garage that her father owned and she worked in from time to time. He spotted her light blue, 1965 Mustang Convertible in front of the white house, the windows of her bedroom open. Her bedroom was atop the detached garage, with a sturdy wood staircase leading up to a balcony. He had climbed these stairs countless times to come to his best friend's room, but today he climbed them with a bit more urgency. He could not tell if it was from knowing that she needed him, or just wanting to be close to her.
He let himself into her apartment, like he was used to. He was standing in the larger of the two rooms that made up the space. It was her craft and living room. He loved this room, it seemed like every square inch of it was covered with things that she loved, with things that reminded him of her. Sevral of the items that they had acquired together in their years of fiendship, as well as pictures of them. It was his favorite place on earth, because he knew it was her's. He called out for her, even though he knew that she would be in the next room.
He sat down his bag on the floor next to her blue crushed velvet sofa that was covered with pillows and blankets, most of which she made herself. In any other living space it would have been tacky, but it blended in wonderfully with her colorful eclectic décor. It was like everything else in the apartment, in her life really. Taken out of context it was just not the same. In context he loved every part of it, of her.
He walked into her small bedroom, which was about two third the size of her main room. It was decorated just like the other one, but just felt cozier, always had to him.
It could be that he knew she slept there.
"Sorry if I don't get up to greet you." Suki mumbled from under her blankets. He could only see her head of auburn hair sticking out from under the comforter. He had found her like this more and more recently, epically in the past six months.
Zuko just sighed a little bit and walked over to her big bed where she was laying, running his fingers though his dark shaggy hair. He laid in the bed next to her, a totally platonic action that he had done several times with her, and she with him. He reached up and pulled the blankets back from her face, looking at her tear stained eyes. "Hello beautiful." He told her with a smile.
Suki just laughed, cuddling close to him through the blanket, "I don't look anything close to beautiful." Zuko and her and been close ever since he was 13, and had just grown more so over the years. They understood one another in ways that they did not even fully know. There was just something there that they could not even really put into words. They both loved what they had and would not trade it for anything the world.
"Well…" One side of his mouth curled into a smile, "I've always thought that when you cried it just make your eyes look bluer."
She rolled her eyes, pulling her blanket up over her mouth, "Somehow I don't feel any better."
He rolled over onto his side, propping himself up with his elbow as he gave her another soft smile, "So what's wrong?" She shook her head, clenching her eyes tight as more tears fell from them. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what is wrong." Zuko reached out and brushed some hair out of her face.
Suki smiled, ever so lightly at the contact, at the feeling of his warm skin so close to hers. God, how she loved that skin. She had, more than once, cuddled close to him when she was cold to get more comfortable. Over the years she did it less and less as his body had changed under her. She remembered the first time that she had felt muscles on him, she remembered the look on his face when she got a little too close and she felt the reaction his body gave her.
It was one of their many jokes that they still had and used all the time with one another. They joked, it was how they dealt with the things that held them down. After Ozai's conviction, after Suki's grandmother died, after Mai left, all of those things were made better with one making the other laugh, helping them move past what bothered them. He knew that if he could just maker her laugh she would be ok.
"If you don't tell me I'm gonna have to force it out of you."
"And how will you force me, Mr. Kasai?" She smirked ever so lightly, looking into his honey eyes. Those eyes that seemed to defy logic to her.
"I will figure something out." He twisted his mouth as he looked her face over.
"If anyone can make me smile, it's going to be you Zuko."
"Well good." He smiled kindly at her, "I'm glad that I can be of some use to you."
"Some use?" She lifted herself out from under the blanket, sitting up in bed. He took one long, aching moment to take her all in. He never thought that someone would look so beautiful in tank tops and sweat pants. "You have always been extremely useful, to me anyways."
"Then tell me what is going on." He mumbled, reaching over and showing her hip playfully. He had seen those hips grow over the years, from the time that they meet when she was twelve, till today as she was about to turn twenty two. Her hips is what had grown the most during her development, and it was the thing he like best about her appearance.
He remembered the first time he had gone to one of her volleyball games, sitting next to her mother in the stands of their middle school gym. Her had been surprised at how much he liked the way she looked in those little black shorts as she moved. She was so quick, so good at what she did. It was like this when she played basketball too. She used sports as a way to get out her frustrations and annoyances with life. He loved watching her play, he loved watching her move.
She still gave him that feeling every time he saw her move. Now he was just better at controlling it, and knew how to look at her ass too much around her father. He had learned not to do that the hard way.
"If I'm so useful, let me help you." He sat up, crossing his legs in front of him.
Suki reached out and brushed some hair out of his face, "You need to get a hair cut." She joked lightly.
He just smiled, flipping the hair out of his eyes, "Stop changing the subject. Tell me what is going on Suki." He looked into those eye, the ones that he could never tell what color they were. They were both blue and grey at the same time, leading to them looking like a totally different color.
She looked at him for a long moment. She was not really sure what she was so scared of, she knew that she could tell him anything. She sighed heavily, her head leaning back on her shoulders as he hands lay in her lap, "I think Sokka is cheating on me." Her voice shook as she spoke.
Zuko frowned heavily, feeling the pain seething from her, knowing that his friend was hurting in ways that he could not help her. The best thing that he could do is to be honest, "I think he is too."
Her eyes snapped to him, "What do you know?" If Sokka would talk to anyone about what was going on it would be Zuko. They talked about everything after all. They were best friends. He was both of their best friends. In the next room there were several pictures of the three of them, hugging and laughing together. For so long they had just been a unit, working like a set of well oiled cogs. It was another reason that she loved Zuko.
"Nothing." He insisted, shrugging lightly, "I just feel like he is keeping something hidden. He's been off recently."
Suki nodded in agreement, looking over at him. "He won't reply to my texts sometimes, and when he does he is always so short with me. When we are together it's like he is someplace else. I will ask him something and he will not even know that I've been talking to him. It will be like I pulled him out of some kind of day dream. Like he can't be bothered to even pay attention to me.
"And I'm not just being a needy brat about it! I think there are some things that are just a given with couples, and even they have gone out the window.
"And it's even worse when we have sex. He never kisses me, never makes eye contact, none of that. He refuses to even take off his clothing for me. He will just do it so I can get off, then either leaves or goes to sleep."
This was the not first time he had heard her talk about sex, and he was somewhat used to it by now. Not to say that it did not bother him, it did. When ever she talked about it he would shiver internally as thought of them being together. His best friend's tan skin touching the milky white skin that he wanted so much to be his own to touch. He put up a good front though, "He is not even reaching climax with you anymore?" His role was the friend, that is what he did.
She shook her had, crying more now, "Its like he does not even need it anymore. And even that never seems to happen anymore. We used to have sex a few times a week, and now he acts like I'm…." Her voice trailed off.
"Don't think that Suki." He whispered, brushing some tears off her soft cheeks. "You are totally worth getting off to." He chuckled lightly.
She just laughed a little bit as well, shaking her head. "That was one of the best complements you have ever given to me."
"I'm glad." His hand went to her hair, brushing the back of it comfortingly.
Suki pressed her knees to her chest with a heavy frown. "it's just not been the same."
He sighed heavily, looking at her distraught face, "It may not be that. It could be that he is just-" She shook her head, going to speak, "Let me finish Suki…" She looked over at him, tears gathering in the bottom of her eyes. "He is having a really shitty time night now. I mean he is working that job and has to do all this really bad grunt work all day long and it's killing him. He can't talk to his father like he wants to, or even Katara and Aang. He is making so little money, and he has that piece of shit apartment."
She didn't say anything as tears rolled down her cheeks, watching Zuko speak.
"So he is just going though a lot, and I'm sure that he is more than happy that he has you. He just may not be in the best place to show it right now."
"But it's me Zuko."
"I know, Suki. But you just have to be patent with him."
"I am being patient! I've been waiting for all these things for years. I mean we have been together for four years and he still refuses to talk about our future!"
"That's another thing." He sighed, "I know that you want to move forward and life and get started on things, but you can't expect him to think about the future when his present is so shitty."
"But I'm in his present!" She said, tears falling more freely now. "Aren't I enough Zuko?"
"Of course you are." He scooted closer to her, letting her head lay on his shoulder, his hand rubbing her back lightly, "You are more than enough Suki." He felt his heart fall into his stomach as he said this, "I've always thought you were enough."
She pulled her head away from him, looking at him with a soft frown, "What?"
He pulled his arm away from her, looking at her with wide eyes. "What?"
"What did you say?"
He blushed over deeply, stumbling over his words, "I've… I've always t-though you were enough?"
"Enough what?" She was not crying anymore, her eyes instead looking serious and focused.
"Everything." He whispered, his eyes locking with hers. Neither of them moved or breathed for one long, still moment as they looked into one another's eyes. He felt like his heart was about to explode out of his chest as they were looking at one another. He had thought so many times about kissing her, but this was the first time that he actually was going to do something about it.
He closed his eyes, quickly leaning in and pressing his thin lips to her full ones, stealing the gasp that came from her.
This was not the first time they had kissed. The first time came when he was 14, her 13. They were under one of the cars in her fathers garage, her showing him the different parts of the car. He had always been a curious boy and found the Kyser garage to be a place so far from his life that he ate up every piece of knowledge that he could out of that location. It was while under this car that they had tilted their heads, looking at one another as they talked. She leaned in and kissed him. It was little more tan a nano second of lip contact, but it was a kiss none the less. It just seems like the right thing to do at the time and ended with them both just laughing and then getting back to taking about fuel lines.
This time it was different though. This time their were adults, they were in her bed, and they did not stop after a nanosecond of contact.
She wanted to pull away, she wanted to push him away and yell at him for stealing this kiss from her when she was already so down. She wanted to hate him for this, she wanted to never talk to him again for it.
But he was far too delicious, too sweet, too warm, too perfect for anything of the sort. His lips were not anything like Sokka's, who's were hard and powerful, just like the rest of him. Zuko's lips were so soft and warm and she could feel herself melting into them. It felt to her as thought these lips were created to fit with hers.
It was for that reason that Suki did not resist. Her arms went around his neck, her fingers digging into the dark hair at the base of his skull. She didn't want Zuko to get away from her.
It was when those big ruby red lips of hers parted on his that his eyes shot open. The sudden realization of who he was kissing hit him like a truck. Yes, it was the girl who he had been infatuated with years, his very close friend, his most trusted confidant. On the other hand, he was kissing the girlfriend of his best friend of 15 years.
The realization apparently hit her at the same time, making her pull away from him. They both just looked at one another for a long, aching moment, the air between them feeling like it was on fire with electric charge. She panted lightly, her fingers petting him softly.
She melted when she saw him tongue slide out of his mouth and run over his lips. It made them glisten in the low light of the bedroom and made her so hungry for those lips again. Suki leaned in again, trying to press their lips together.
He moved his face, looking to the side and forcing her lips to go to his cheek, "Suki..." Her grip on him became tighter, her lips searching for his for another kiss. She wanted those lips on hers, she needed it.
He sighed her name again, drawing a whimper of pleasure from her. His hands went to her shoulders, pushing her away lightly. She pulled her hands off him, placing them on the bed to keep her self up.
"I'm sorry." She breathed, "I just..."
"It's my fault." He insisted, pulling further away from her and going to get off the bed, "I shouldn't have done that."
"Zuko, I'm-"
He got off the bed, looking away flustered. "Just..." He held up his hand to say something, sighing heavily, "Forget that happened." He left the bedroom as quickly as he could, going into the living room to grab his bag.
She pulled herself out from under her blankets, taking to her feet. "Don't walk away from me, Zuko."
"It just best that I do." He reached down and grabbed his bag, throwing it on his back.
"You can't just kiss me like that then walk away!"
He spun around to her, a heavy from on his face. "I told you, I should not have done that, it was a mistake."
"Kissing me was a mistake?"
"Yes..." He swallowed hard, his face flushing over. "Yes it was."
"You've always been the worst liar."
He smiled, laughing a little bit, "So you want the truth?"
"Yes... tell me the truth, Zuko."
He took a deep breath, looking at her. He was not even sure that he could tell her the truth after keeping it inside for so long, after not even letting himself fully know the truth.
"The truth is that I love Sokka, he is my best friend and will always will be." He sighed heavily, looking at her face fall, "But he is a fucking idiot."
Her eyes questioned him, her arms crossing in front of her chest. "What do you mean?"
He gave up on keeping things hidden and just let go, "He as an idiot because he has you, in all of your perfection and he just tosses you aside like you are nothing." Suki's eyes widened as he spoke, her heart beating up in his throat. She wanted to look away from him, but her eyes were locked with his honey golden eyes. "He doesn't respect you, he treats you like crap, and now he may actually be cheating on you!" he laughed loudly, shaking his head as she looked at him, "Any man who is lucky enough to have you should do nothing but love you. And he's a fucking idiot for not doing just that, Suki."
She sighed his name, reaching out for him. He took her hands and pulled them to him. Their foreheads went together, their breath hot on one another's skins. He was shaking like mad as his hands went around her waist, holding her tightly there. She smelled so good, she always did.
"I would never treat you like that Suki..." His eyes were glossed over with tears as he looked at her, "I would never treat you like anything less than the goddess you are."
She knew he was right. She had always known that was exactly how he would treat her. She saw the way he had treated Mai, and Jin for that matter and she had always known that her would treat her that same, amazing way if she was his to have in that way.
There was no Sokka in that moment, no pain, no tears, no saddens. There was just her and Zuko. Her Zuko. That beautiful, sweet boy who she now knew was so much more than just a friend. He had always been more than that, she just never saw it. She was angry at herself for never seeing this but she did not have time to relish in that feeling. She was having too much fun in this moment when she found herself in his arms.
"Zuko," she said in a low voice, pressing her body against his. She had already decided in her mind that she was going to have him for as long he would stay still for her.
He took a deep, shaking breath as he felt like those eyes were looking directly into his soul. He knew that look in her eyes only meant one thing. It filled him with a terrifying mixture of pleasure and fear, a mixture that made him want to continue all the more. "I don't know if..."
"I don't care." She protested, her hands pushing his bag off his shoulders. He moved his hands from her waist, letting the bag fall to the ground behind him. He licked his lips, searching for words in her face to explain what he meant.
"Suki, we-"
"Zuko..." Her hands went to the back of his head, digging her nails into his hair. "You can't walk away from what you just said even if you wanted to." She shook her head, her eyes locked with his, "I won't let you walk away."
"It's not that simple Suki."
"Then we make it simple." She leaned in and pressed her lips to his, parting them as her pink tongue slipped into his mouth.
Something clicked in Zuko's mind, turning off his inhibitions and forcing all his senses into high gear. His hands went to her hips, grabbing them forcefully as he pressed his tongue back onto hers. Suki moaned hard, her arms going around his neck as they kissed one another forcefully. She took the bottom hem of his shirt and into her hand, lifting it up. With his help she was able to remove the shirt, a smile playing across his lips as she looked at him.
Zuko went to kiss her again but she pulled away, taking her hand into his and pulling him softly towards her bedroom. He moaned a little bit at her gesture, following her back into the room he had just fled from. She spun him around with a smile, pushing him down onto the bed. He scooted back towards the top of the bed, her eyes locked with his as she followed him hungrily.
She smiled happily, sitting on his hips, her knees on either side of him. "How long have you wanted to do this?" Suki asked him with a sultry voice.
He flipped some stray hair out of his face as it flushed over, "Since I was 14."
Suki could not help but smile. She had not known it had been there for that long, that his infatuation ran that deep. She was not surprised though, it all made sense now in fact. He was not alone in those thoughts. "I used to think about you when I would I touch myself." She just looked down at him shitless before her, tingling with pleasure at the thought of finally having the body that she had thought about so long ago.
His eyes got wide at her confession, a shock of excitement tearing though him, "Me too." It was in this second that he thought of Sokka for the first time since they had kissed. It was just fleeting one, but one none the less. He had considered about it before, about having to choose between Suki and Sokka. It was no choice as he saw it. Suki would always be his priority.
Her hands running over his warm skin. Zuko watched her intently, his eyes following her every move. His erection had become apparent, and she knew so as evident by her hips grinding down onto him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth, his hands going to her hips, kneading the skin in a silent plea for her to stop teasing him.
She was in no hurry to stop though. She wanted to touch and taste every inch Zuko that she could. She wanted to give him something though, something to hold him over. She needed to get some of her clothing off anyways.
She took her tank top off over hear head, slowly as to show him the level of her resolve. When the fabric was removed he looked up at her with one long, lingering stare, his eyes shinning. The look on his face made her blush, a smile on her face.
He had seen her in a bathing suit, several times in fact and then one time in a bikini. He had just blushed, looking for a long second at her half exposed chest. At first she had been embarrassed, but then flattered at the attention. The only think she knew to do was just punch him in the arm and tell him to keep his eyes to himself.
That was nothing compared to what he was seeing now tough. Added with the fact that they were his to touch as he wised, he felt an overwhelming pulse of excitement flow though him. Her bare breasts were exposed to him, those perky mounds of flesh laying for him to take in, for him to devour with his eyes.
"Are they want you expected?" She tucked some hair behind her ears, looking down at him.
His eyes snapped up to her's, "You will always exceed my expectations." He breathed, making her smile and blush.
Suki giggled lightly, her hands going down and undoing the fly on his jeans. "I can only assume that you will exceed mine as well."
"Suki, wait." He reached down and took her wrists into his hands, pulling them away. "I have to know something."
She knew what he wanted to know, and she was more than happy to tell him, it was the truth after all. She had known it for years, just never wanted to admit it, never wanted to think about it. It hurt too much. Not now though, now she knew it, and she knew that she had to tell him, "Yes. I love you." She croaked, her voice firm and sure.
His eyes widened, a smile on his face, "And you're not just doing this to get back at Sokka?"
Her hands went into his, her fingers in between his, "I could care less about him…" She whispered, "I found something better, something amazing."
"But I've always been here." His voice was sad and far away as he spoke. The look in his eyes forcing Suki's heart into her throat.
"I know." She sighed, "I never knew you felt like this though, you never told me."
"Would it have mattered if I did?"
She looked down at him, a heavy frown on her face. She did not know how to answer him. Things between them had always been so muddled. He was so troubled when they first meet, in those first few years. She knew no matter how much she liked him or him her, it was just not possible. They both needed to grow before anything could happen.
And then when things were better and he was claimed. Mai and him had not even dated. It was like she was not there at all one second, then with him the next. She did not even have a chance. So she moved on. She fell in love with Sokka. Then Mai left him. She left him to go after her dreams, which she made clear he was not part of. She was there with him, holding him as he cried, telling him that things would be ok.
So he was single. He dated here and there, including one experimental phase with a handsome earth bender named Karoo. For the most part he was a student, Sokka and Suki's friend, and he was content. And she loved him for that. She never thought of leaving Sokka for him though. Things were really well for a while with him after all. But now as she was sitting over the dark haired boy that had held her hand, and held her heart for years, she questioned why she had ever even thought of him as anything else.
"Don't answer that." He mumbled, "It's irrelevant." His eyes were still on her's.
"I'm sorry, Zuko." She whispered. Pulling his hand up to hers and kissing the top of it. She wanted to badly to make it up to him. She let got of his hands, her's going back down to his hips, undoing his fly. He did not stop her this time, but just watched her hand sliding into his pants. They both let out an audible gasp when her fingers made contact with the soft skin of his cock.
It had been almost a year since he had called it off with Jin, a girl that he had a friends-with-benefits type relationship with. She was the last to touch him, the last one two do anything with him. It had been so long, that he had forgotten the touch of anyone other than himself. Suki's fingers were so careful, but so sure in her movements.
"You've been holding out on me, Zuko." She cooed, pulling him out of his pants. He was much thicker than Sokka, which brought a surge of excitement to her lower stomach, knowing that she was about her have her way with this thing in her hand. "It's beautiful." She thought about him being inside her, about the pleasure that she would get from having him make love to her.
His breath shook as she started to play with him, her long fingers wrapping around his soft shaft. "I never thought of it as beautiful." He was getting harder in her hand, his boxers cutting into his tender skin as she pulled at him. His hands went to the waistline of his pants, trying to push them down.
"Hands off." She snapped, removing her hand from him and pulling the pants and boxers down herself. He lifted his hips up, letting her slip the pants down. She crawled off him, her hands going to his beloved Macbeth shoes. She tugged them both off at the same time before pulling his pants all the way off, letting them pool on the floor.
She stood at the foot of the bed, looking him over with eager eyes. She had always knows that he had a beautiful body, but seeing it now, laid out before her, gave her goose bumps. She could see the insecurity in his face though, an unsurety in his eyes as she looked him over.
All doubt left him when she got back on the bed, crawling over to him with a smile on her lips. His hands went to her chest, the feeling of her soft skin making him moan as she hovered over him. Suki let his rough hands explore her as she reached over onto the bedside table, grabbing a bottle of clear gel and sitting it on the bed with them.
Her attention then went back to him, hands going to his chest as she lowered herself down. Her lips went to his neck, kissing and sucking the skin there. Her hands were on his rib cake, rubbing him there as her arms went around to her back. He buried his nose into her hair, taking in the soft smell of her. That sweet smell that he had always loved.
She just laughed a little bit as she started to kiss down his chest, her hands touching every inch of his skin that she could reach. She did not dare touch the one part of him that he needed touched the most, despite the verbal protests that were coming from him. She wanted to make up for lost time, to make him feel more amazing than he ever had with a woman.
She attacked his nipple with her lips, swirling her tongue around it with a heavy moan. Zuko's hands went to her hair, digging his finger into her scalp. Her lips teased his sensitive skin, her hands trailing down his torso, rubbing his lower stomach.
He was not as built as Sokka was, but she did not seem to mind as was apparent by her touching and licking him, by the way she was devouring him. He wished that she would go back to touching his cock, and just stop with this teasing.
Suki had other things in mind though as she sat up, her hands now running along his outer thighs. Her fingers traveled in, fingertips teasing his sensitive inner thighs, her bottom lip now between her teeth. He inhaled sharply though his nose, his hips arching towards her. He felt like he was going to rip in half unless she did something but could not find the words to communicate as much.
He was further frustrated when she leaned down, only to have her kiss the soft skin of his thigh that she was just touching. He parted his lips, a soft cry forcing out of his lips and filling the air in the room. She just laughed at this reaction, nipping at the skin between his legs.
"Fucking Christ, Suki." He groaned, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
Suki just looked up at him, a large smile on her face. She did felt her own arousal growing every moment as she teased him, the smell of him flooding her senses. She finally felt the need to touch him in that place that he needed her to. She breathed a hot breath on his shaft, leaning in and brushing her nose against him.
He had to fight back to urge to come as soon as he felt the contact. The feeling of her full lips dragging the length of him in one fluid, agonizingly slow movement forced his hips upwards, begging for more. Her slim fingers went around the base of his cock, gripping him tight and making Zuko moan forcefully.
He wanted to enjoy this as much as he could, knowing that those full, beautiful lips were kissing him in the way that he had wanted for so long. He stopped fighting, stopped wanting anything specific, stopped trying to over think it and just relaxed his body, letting this wonderful woman just have her way with him. It was when she felt this relaxation that she finally started what she had thought about doing to him for years now. Her ruby red lips when to his tip, placing a soft kiss on it. Her lips spread open, moving down on his skin. She pulled off him and did it again, her lips puckering and spreading in a steady movements.
Her free hand reached out on the bed, finding the bottle of lube that she had gotten off the bed side table earlier. Suki pulled off him, her hands applying some of the gel to her hand, rubbing it in to get better converge. Her hand went to him, rubbing up and down him as her lips went back to his tip. The lubricant made it easer for her to gain moment on him, and for her to go a little faster with her pulling.
The addition of the cold lube made him shiver, his balls jerking up with each pull of his cock. Suki just looked up at him, her blue eyes flashing with passion. Zuko looked down at her, gasping heavily as she slipped her mouth over him again, but pushing him into her mouth further. Their eyes were still locked as her lips moved down him, making him shutter and shake with a heavy moan.
His hands went to her hair, running his fingers though those soft locks. He was trying to hold himself off, to not come too soon. But with everything she she was doing he knew that he was not going to be able to last much longer.
Suki closed her eyes, making soft sucking sounds as she pressed his tip at the back of her throat, fighting back the overwhelming urge to gag. It paid off, causing his hips to lift off the bed and towards her. He was tugging on her hair in short, loving tugs as his hips twisted under her. He moaned her name, his foot dragging along the bed as he felt himself getting closer.
She tightened her grip on him, running her tongue over the bottom of his cock slowly. Zuko gasped, pulling on her hair a bit more firmly as his one knee drew up. He clenched his teeth, his eyes fluttering as he felt a climax cut through him, releasing himself into her. Suki was watching him, her checks flushed over as the milky substance flooded her mouth. He tasted so much better than Sokka ever had.
She left her lips around him for one long and agonizing moment before sitting up and pulling herself off him. He just moaned again, his head rolling to the side as his hands went from her head to the bed, palms up and arms limp. He was panting as her tongue snaked out of her mouth, licking some of him off her lips. Suki smiled as she watched him laying before her, her hands traveling up from his hips to his stomach and rubbing him lovingly.
She laid herself down on him, her lips going to his cheek in a soft kiss. He summoned his strength to move his arms to around her waist, holding her there as he went to kiss her. She smiled into the kiss, a soft moan on her lips. One of her hands went to his left eye, running her fingers over the scar tissue. Despite what he thought about it, she had always thought it made him handsome. It had been what had brought them together and what she loved most about his appearance.
He pulled away from the kiss, a smile on his face, "You are amazing." He whispered, blushing some of her hair out of her face and behind her ears. She nodded in silent agreement, her lips seeking his. He just laughed softly, his thumb grazing her cheek as they kissed.
It was so tender, it was so beautiful, it was exactly what she had been missing in her life. It was all that she wanted from Sokka, from anyone actually. And here it was in the arms of her most loved friend. She made a promise to herself that she would never let that go, let him go. She couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Zuko." She mumbled into his lips, her arms locking around his neck.
"There is nothing to be sorry about, Suki." He told her, still rubbing her cheeks, "We just have to move forward." She watched his cheeks flush over, pain in his eyes, "I don't know what forward is though."
She held his cheeks, placing a few quick kisses on his lips, "I don't either." She sighed, looking into those golden pools that were his irises, "But I know I want you."
"So you'll leave him?"
There was a long painful moment of her saying nothing, just her blinking slowly, his face falling. He rolled his eyes, sitting up and shoving her off him and onto the bed. He was trying to fight back tears as he felt his heart breaking.
"Zuko..." She watched him get up, her face falling.
"Don't bother." He got to the end of the bed, reaching down and going to grab his jeans and boxers. She looked over his glorious, strong back with a frown, just wanting to be close to him again. He Stood up, pulling them up on himself as tears started to fall from his eyes. He did not face her, he did not want to. He never wanted to look at her again.
"Don't go." Her voice shook, "I just... I just need a second to think about this."
"W-what is there to think about?" He stammered, crying more now, "After all those things you just told me, after what you just did to me how can you even think about it for a second?"
She jumped out of bed, grabbing him and spinning him around to face her. Her heart sank when she saw the tears on his cheeks. She had always hated seeing him cry, those gold eyes flooded with hurt brought nothing but anguish to her. The thought that she was responsible for these tears made it hurt even worse.
"Please don't cry." She whispered, pulling him close into another kiss.
His lips were still under her's, his eyes clenched tight. He pulled away after a second, walking away from her.
"Zuko don't do this!"
He grabbed his shirt from the floor in the main room, taking his bag into his other hand. He went to the door that lead out to the balcony, opening it.
"ZUKO KASAI! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE WALK OUT THAT DOOR!" He froze, looking back at her over his bare shoulder. She went to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. "I love you Zuko, and I won't let you just walk out."
"Do you really?" He whispered, he spun around in her arms, looking at her with a stern look in his eyes.
"Yes!" Her hands went to his face, holding it in place, "I do and I want to be with you!"
"Then what is the confusion!?" He pulled away from her again, going back into the living room and sitting his things down, "Cause right now I feel like I'm getting played, and I don't fucking like it Suki."
"For fuck sake Zuko, but yourself in my shoes!" She followed him, finding one of her shirts on the floor and throwing it on, "I'm going though a hard time with my boyfriend of five years, I think he is cheating on me, when all I want to do is just be with him and start our lives together. Then I found out that my best friend has had a thing for me that entire time, while most of the time I've felt the same way about him! And he is amazing and I feel like an idiot for not seeing it sooner."
His hands were on his hips as she spoke to him, tears still on his cheeks. "Is that what you are confused about?"
"Kinda." She ran her fingers though the tips of her hair, "I'm pissed at myself, yes. But I'm also really confused because I know that you are ten times the man he is, and I know that you will be wonderful to me just like you always have been."
"So what is the issue?"
"Because I still have this feeling that I should stay with him." Her hands went to her eyes, trying to hold back tears. "Because I know that you are perfect but I still love him."
Zuko felt his stomach drop, feeling very selfish for expecting so much from her so fast, knowing how much she loved Sokka. He went to her, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and pulling her close to him. Suki's arms went around his neck, her lips on his cheek, "I'm so confused Zuko."
"I know." He placed his lips on her forehead, closing his eyes.
"I'm not playing you, I love you, but I love him, and I feel like I have to stay committed to him."
He sighed heavily, closing his eyes, "Then you have to follow your heart, and so what you think is best."
She could feel the sadness in his voice, making her heart break. She just held him tighter, tears rolling down her cheeks now. She could not tell if it was just her imagination, or if it was from being lonesome, but she felt like she fit in his arms. She felt like her and Zuko fit together like long lost puzzle pieces. The more she thought about it the more and more she just only ever wanted to be in his arms, his warm, strong, perfect, warm arms.
"I just want you." Suki breathed into his skin. "That is all I'll ever want."
He looked at her after pulling away, his eyes looking like they were on fire, "Then let me have you, let me take you."
The words made her gasp as she nodded and leaned up, kissing him lovingly on the lips. He embraced the kiss this time, letting his lips part and her tongue slip into his mouth. She couldn't stop kissing him, could not bring herself to pull away from those warm lips, she never wanted to be away from them again.
He was trying to pull her to bedroom, but her feet were planted on the ground ware she stood. Zuko just wrapped his arms around her hips, lifting her up into his arms. She just continued to kiss him as she was carried to the bedroom, her tongue exploring every inch of his warm mouth as she wrapped her thighs around his hips.
He took her to the bedroom, lowering himself onto the bed with his knees, laying her down. With his help her shirt was removed again, throwing it on the other side of the room in a swift movement. He was standing up on his knees as her attention went to his fly, undoing it quickly. He laughed a little bit as she leaned in, licking her stomach.
"None of that this time." He said playfully, pushing her down to the bed. "This time I take care of you." His hands went to the waistline of her sweat pants, pulling them and her black underpants down to her hips. He licked his lips when he finally saw the smooth skin between her legs, thinking about all the things that he would be doing do her there.
She laughed at his reaction, lifting her hips up so Zuko could pull the pants down and off her. It left her laying naked on the bed before him, a wide smile on his face. His mind raced with what he was going to do with her now that she was his to have. He just wanted to take her, to make her his. He wanted to show her that he was better than Sokka at this, and would be better at everything else that may come up in their lives. He wanted to be the one to take her breath away, the one who filled her, the one who was her man; and he was going to do just that.
His cheek went to her chest, feeling the heart that was thumping in her chest. He loved doing this with his lovers, feeling their very life force so close to him. There was something very sexy, very personal about it. He just smiled warmly at the contact, his eyes closing. "I don't ever want to let go of you, Suki."
"Then never do." She cooed, kissing his ear. He moved his mouth to hers, bringing her in for a soft and tender kiss. His hand went behind her head, digging her nails into his hair as if to hold him in place.
Her hands went from his back to his pants, pushing them down past his ass as her legs spreading to let him rest between them. Without their lips parting he pushed his pants down just past his ass, letting his cock press up against her soft folds. She felt his tip on her, making her shiver in pleasure as the thought of having him inside of her. Suki nodded softly into the kiss, egging him on to do what she wanted.
He reached down, taking his cock into his hand and pressing it against her soft center. She moaned into their kiss as he trusted his hips forward, pressing himself into her. Her moaned turned to a groan as she felt her insides stretch to make way for his thickness.
A groan was forced from the back of Zuko's throat as he pulled out, then trusted back into her. She pulled away from the kiss, arching her head back with a heavy smile on her face. "It's so good." She moaned happily.
His mouth went to her chin, biting at it softly as he started rocking his hips against her, letting himself fall into a steady rhythm of movement. Suki's fingers dug into his hair, her hips meeting his with each thrust, him filling her like she had never been before. The room was filled with masculine and feminine moans as they moved, hands in hair and on hips.
He was too busy just enjoying the moment with her, wrapping up in the pleasure of being inside of Suki to know what was going on any place other than the bed. Suki did not see anything either as her eyes were closed, her lover's name on her lips.
Neither of them saw the tall, tan skipped, blue eyed man in the door way; his face motionless as he saw his girlfriend and best friend having sex.