Nestled in a perfect, warm coccoon of blankets and limbs, Toph was almost annoyed to be awoken by the tickle of breath on her neck. Unfortunately, once she was awake, she was awake and alert.
"Good morning."
"Mmmm," Toph groaned.
"The sun's already rising," he murmured. "And so am I."
She had to laugh. "Really?"
He wrapped one strong arm around her, pulling her back against his chest. His hand ran down her side, pulling her hips back so that his cock pressed against the round curve of her ass. "Yeah," he whispered.
"Aren't you tired from last night, 'Kanto'?" she teased.
"Yeah," he said again. "But I can't resist you, my beautiful…um, employer."
"Jaya," she reminded him, laughing.
"Right, Jaya." He explored her neck with a feather-light touch of parted lips, and she sighed, surrendering to the sensation. "I think Kanto really loves her."
"No way," Toph grinned. "They're locked in a power struggle."
"Nah." He kissed her right behind the ear. "She thinks it's a power struggle, buthe thinks that's just how people act when they're in love."
"Kanto is fucked up."
"A little. But what if Jaya started loving him back?"
"Oh, please, how would that happen, Sparky? She's bent on using this employee of hers–"
"Yeah," he interrupted, "but think years down the road. One day she turns around and realizes that he's been there for her through everything, and she sees the way he looks at her adoringly, and–"
"Wait, wait, wait, Jaya's not blind? Why does she need a valet, then?"
"I don't know!" Zuko said. "You're blind, and you don't have a valet!"
"I don't need to carry packages around Yu Dao!"
"Okay, fine, Jaya is blind," he sighed. "So she notices the way he sounds when he talks to her–"
"Exasperated," Toph grinned, "if he's anything like you."
"Shut up." He kissed her shoulder. "I'm losing my erection."
She snickered.
"Anyway, later on, I think they realize they've loved each other all along."
"And?"
"That's it."
"Is that your way of asking for slow, loving morning sex, Firelord Hotman?"
"Yeah." He sounded dejected.
"Wow." Grinning broadly, she turned over onto her back, still snug against him. "Just like that, your dirty talk skills–whoosh–gone."
"We better make sure I still have my other skills," he whispered, slipping beneath the covers.