Amon had taken control of the city. Everything he had dreamed of was his. The feeling was incredible, and his goals had been accomplished. He was ready to face the Avatar. But for now, he took a small victory in the fact that they had successfully captured Tenzin and his airbending children. Amon had wanted to surprise Lieutenant, who had a deep hatred for the man. Amon realized it was late at night but he was sure Lieutenant would not mind the good news.
Amon had not found him in any of the other rooms, so he had figured he was in their private chamber. Lieutenant had turned in surprisingly early.
He walked to the door and heard a muffled groan. He thought nothing of it, and gave a quick knock before entering. Immediately, there was a wrestling with pants and the jingle of a belt.
"A-Amon." Lieutenant stuttered, pulling up the covers to hide his mid-section.
"Were you...?" Amon asked, his voice filled with amused detachment.
"I- I- Yeah." Lieutenant answered, his face completely red, his eyes downcast. He would occasionally fleet nervous glances at Amon.
Amon slowly walked over. Lieutenant looked up at him with wide eyes but did not say anything. Amon sat down incredibly close to the Lieutenant, who tried to slide a good distance from Amon, but still said nothing.
"Anybody you were thinking about?" Amon said, casually, avoiding the Lieutenant's gaze.
"No, nobody in... in particular." Lieutenant could barely form words. Amon could tell he was lying. He's incredibly embarrassed and can't stop fidgeting. He wished Amon would just leave so he could forget this ever happened.
"Mmm, I think your lying." he murmured.
Amon crawled up to the Lieutenant, until their noses touched. "You know, all you have to do is ask. I love to help the needy." A wicked grin crosses his face, and he pulled the covers of the bed back.
"No, Amon-" but Lieutenant is stopped by a sudden, unexpected sensation and a low hiss that escaped his throat.
Amon had grabbed Lieutenant's length, and began a slow rhythmic jerking.
A guttural noise pushed past Lieutenant's lips, and he couldn't help but moan.
Amon quickened his hand's pace and a small moan escaped his own lips simply at the way Lieutenant bucked his hips against him.
"Faster." he groaned, his head thrown back.
Amon gave a rough yank, and the man yelped. "Say please." He growled, licking his lips.
"P-please." he begged, quietly, his voice hoarse. He looked at Amon briefly, his eyes glazed over in pleasure.
Amon continued to stroke the man, rubbing his thumb delicately along the head. Lieutenant gasped. "I'm going to-" but was cut off when he gave a small noise of protest at the sudden lose of pressure on his dick.
"What are you-" Lieutenant asked, but was again cut short. He felt something wet and glorious on his cock. Amon began to lick the man along his shaft, smiling against Lieutenant's sensitive skin as he let him slide deeper and deeper into his mouth.
"Amon!" he let out a final groan before his white, hot release.
Amon wiped his mouth with his hand slowly.
"You shouldn't talk so much." Amon muttered with a chuckle.
"Y-yeah, yeah, okay. Sorry. Er, thanks for your help." Lieutenant said, his eyes wide. He wished that he could care about how awkward the situation suddenly became, but he was so relaxed and happy, he couldn't.
Amon got up to leave, and right as he reached the door, he remembered his original purpose. "Oh, yes, we have Tenzin. I assumed you would want to know."