Here it is, the third chapter. Bad sex scene is bad. Which means I utterly hate this chapter. D; Sorry!
When Zuko had managed to return from his break with Jet, which just felt like another job, he was instantly bombarded with a flurry of chores. Included in that was the well suspected chore of closing up shop, what wasn't expected was that he would be doing that for a month. It was a drag, but it had to be done- he deserved the punishment after all, although he wasn't proud to admit it.
It was the first day of his chores, and Zuko was already tired. -But that could have been because his mind was racing with his encounter with the Freedom Fighter earlier that day. He hated him. So much. The way Jet moves with such swiftness, speaks with a cocky tone, and looks as raggedy as a bum yet so attractive- all is just irritating. With an sigh, the scarred teen looked around the old tea shop from the kitchen door, everyone was gone- the owner was doing Agni-knows-what, Uncle back at home cooking [but not after instructions to be safe and get home quickly], and all the costumers doing whatever they did when not here. At least he didn't have to deal with them. Taking a damp cloth from the kitchen, Zuko made his way across the room to begin all the necessities when closing.
Bending over the tables to reach the cloth over each end, he worked his arm to remove any messes the costumer before had left. People were such slobs.
A small jingle caught his attention, the pale boy stopped and golden eyes shifted quickly to the door that was hanging wide open, when it was shut not but moments before. "We're closed." Zuko called out to the intruder who he could not see.
"Well, isn't that a shame." A pseudo-disappointed voice whispered deep in to his unscarred ear, the supposed hot breath still feeling cool too the fire bender in disguise. A strong arm wrapped around Zuko's skinny waist, as the other twisted around and cupped a pale hand that gripped the dirty cloth still on the table. "I got you in trouble, I should help…right, Li?"
"Jet- Stop it. I don't need your help! What did I tell you before!?" Zuko was trapped, there was no way he could manage to get himself out of this as he had the other two times. He was stuck between Jet and a surprisingly sturdy table in this run-down shop. The arm around his waist tighten, and he was pressed against the tanned teen. A leg clothed in blue found it's way between his. Zuko could tell Jet was smiling.
The Freedom Fighter's hand started to move, taking Zuko's with it and moving the cloth in circular movements to begin cleaning the already cleaned wood. "We both know that's not actually what you want." Subtly Jet moved his hips in to Zuko causing a domino effect. The grinding against the scarred teen's backside cause him to try and get away, overall causing himself to unintentionally grind against Jet's leg that was placed between them. A throaty groan escaped the tea shop worker. He had him.
"Stop it- someone will see- The door-"
"Let them." Jet grinned and pressed his lips against Zuko's ear. The tip of his tongue caressing the shell of the pale ear and down to the neck were he placed a flurry of kisses and bites. Each causing the teen in front to squirm and make soft sounds as he was becoming aroused.
Zuko was far to weak when it came to pleasure. Both men knew this. Only one hated it.
Zuko moved, trying not to focus on the fact that his groin was rubbing up against Jet's thigh, but instead on the fact that he needed to get away. Lust. Anger. They mixed together and the fire bender's body heat rose. The way his body suddenly heated up made Jet lose his own focus and backed away from the paler teen. With out the support of Jet, Zuko went to his knees. "Please-" The scarred teen whispered.
"Li, you're all hot again. Literally- Are you sic-"
"PLEASE-" Zuko cut Jet off and looked over his shoulder, "I need it-"
Jet wasn't going to argue, "You're quick to change your tune." He grinned and pulled Zuko up in to his arm to catch his mouth. As they kissed, Jet caressed clothed thighs and torso, lifting him and placing Zuko in the sitting position on the table they were 'cleaning' earlier. Jet nip and licked at the other's lower lip asking for permission, which was instantly granted. The Freedom Fighter's tongue wandered over and began exploring the hot mouth. Both wet muscles danced, saliva collected at the corner of Zuko's mouth with each suck and motion. Pale hands traveled to remove the make-shift armor Jet was wearing, and once that was clinking together on the floor both teens were busy with the challenge of undressing while their mouths were thoroughly locked together.
The heat Zuko was experiencing was nothing like he had felt before. It consumed his whole body and all he wanted was to relieve the growing strain on his member as it became fully erect.
Zuko lay fully nude on the table, while Jet's top was missing. "I haven't even touched you that much." Jet hummed in to Zuko as they parted enough to breathe, a line of mixed spit connecting them by their lips. Tanned hands traveled around the other's body, mapping out every scar that blemished the porcelain skin. His lips gave another bite to Zuko's neck before moving lower. Creating a trail of kisses along the hot chest until he moved towards the pink nipple. Toying with it between his tongue and teeth gave the satisfaction he needed as Zuko's noises continued to flow through the air. His mouth moved to the other pink bud, as his hands caressed the pale sides until they reached the appendage they sought.
Zuko's breath hitched, he had no time to make a comeback as the overwhelming heat grew around him. The feeling a thumb massage his urethra, while other fingers applied pressure and gave gentle touches to the areas he needed. It was like Jet knew exactly where to touch so Zuko could lose all of his thoughts instantly. "Jet- Spirits, Jet-!"
That sly smile grew on Jet's lips while he removed him self from Zuko's chest as he was egged on, his free hand lifted one of Zuko's thighs, the scarred teen immediately lifted the other one to give Jet access to what he wanted. The tan body lowered himself, giving a kisses to Zuko's inner thigh. The kisses moved forwards, finding the secret entrance. Zuko's back arched as he moved himself to lay on the wooden table, his eyes shut tight with the various sensations.
"Li, look at me."
Eyelashes fluttered open, revealing gold eyes that locked with Jet's mocha. Tanned fingers were slicked by Jet's own tongue before one was pushed deep in to Zuko's lower half. Zuko sounded in shock, the slight discomfort vanishing in an instant with the heat raising yet again. When the young 'refugee' started making more hums of enjoyment, that's when Jet entered the second finger. Zuko let out another sound, with the added finger came more pain, but nothing he couldn't get over. Especially when the fingers inside him scissor and brush past the mysterious spot inside him. A loud yelp exited from his vocals as he remembered to the boat- how pleasurable that spot was…
"Shh- Li, do you want people to come?" Jet grinned, his eyes shifting to the open door then back at horrified gold. A third digit was entered in to Zuko, but it wasn't long after until Jet deemed it finished and removed the trio of fingers. He rose and uncovered his aching member from the blue pants and positioned himself. Giving no more of a warning he thrusts forwards.
Zuko quickly covered his mouth which his hands to avoid making any sort of noise that could be heard from outside. "Enng- Jet- Please- the door close- AHN!" The spot was hit, and the scarred teen couldn't help but let out a moan as the sensations of pain disappeared and were replaced with a new kind of pleasure he had only felt when they were on the ferry here, only amplified with the odd heat around him. He wandered briefly is Jet could feel how hot he actually was, but his thoughts were once again erased with another thrusts, and a few pumps to his erection. He hadn't even noticed when Jet had moved, he didn't care-
With a loud cry of the other's name, both men orgasmed. Jet pulled out and ended the encounter with a sweet kiss upon Zuko's lips. After working a hard day, and this on top of it- Zuko was practically spent. The heat had vanished leaving Zuko feeling cold for the first time in a long time. The only thing that got him moving was Jet's good-bye…
"That was real nice, Li. I'll be sure to visit again! You should dress and clean up. Who knows who will show up after that!" -And the tanned teen escaped through the door, closing it behind him, carrying his armor and missing clothes.
At the count of five, several curses could be coming from the tea shop, the Freedom Fighter couldn't help but laugh as he leaned against the door frame.
"I hope that was worth it, Jet. You've scarred Long and I." Smellerbee whispered with more than just a little anger. She hated that Jet had tricked her to keep watch. She thought it was a stealing mission to feed themselves. Was she wrong- "Next time you want to do something like that make sure you don't need people to keep watch!"
Jet nodded, "Totally worth it. I'm pretty sure he was more turned on thant the last time. You guys go ahead, I'll keep watch for now to make sure no one walks in on him while he's cleaning." He laughed and went to pat Bee's head. She immediately moved away before Jet could, which caused him to give her a confused look.
" I was just forced to watch- I know what you did with that hand."
Jet laughed again, much to Smellerbee's disgust.