Hey there readers! I haven't updated in a while…. Sorry! I haven't had time to write recently for many reasons and I'm being partially distracted all the time! I suppose I owe all you wonderful readers a lemony chapter that's more than a dream. My erotic writings haven't been up to scratch recently but I've been practicing so here goes…I think I may have gotten slightly carried away so I won't blame you if you're bored.
This is not for a short read. I really did get carried away with the Lemons. This is the last chapter so enjoy as much as you can. I either stop it here or I never end, so for your sakes I'm ending this story here but I'm continuing with other Jetko stories later I promise, since you've all been so good to me.
Also, the chapter before this. Hope you all enjoyed! I love all reviews I get. They make me happy and happy means more chapters.
Warning: This contains YAOI/ SHONEN-AI or BOYxBOY LOVE so if you do not like do not read. You have been warned dearies.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Legend of Aang/ The Last Air Bender or any of the characters.
For now my pretties…. ENJOY XD
Zuko wasn't sure how long he had been carried because he kept on slipping in and out of consciousness. It could have been minutes or hours, the ecstasy was so intense his head throbbed along with other parts of his body to the point where they felt like they might explode. Jet had said nothing the entire time and there was a slightly uneasy feeling about the tanned teen.
Forcing his eyes open, the scarred teen tried to see Jet's face. "..Nn…Jet…" He breathed. He was unable to see his face and sweaty hands gripped Zuko tighter but still nothing was said. Suddenly, Zuko could hear wood beneath Jet's shoes and a door was kicked open. They were in a small hut of sorts and it was warm; a fire dwindling safely in the fireplace of the room they had walked into.
Then Jet kicked open another door which lead to a small room with a large bed in it. He somewhat heartlessly dumped the younger teen down onto the bed; the harsh action sending Zuko into spasms of painful delight. So much so he arched his back slightly off of the makeshift bed. The fire nation prince panted and his face and visible skin flushed a hot pink. Jet still did not utter a single word as he dropped over Zuko; his knees pinning the young fire bender at the waist.
Finally seeing Jet's face for the first time in a while- Zuko was horrified to find that there was no love or comfort to be found in them. They were filled with anger and frustration and pain…but mostly hatred. Trying to sit up, Zuko allowed a little worry to show in the furrowing of his brows. "Jet…?"
The tanned teen grit his teeth- his jaw clenched unbelievably tight to the point where it ached. Jet had many ideas of what to do to Zuko whirling through his mind- he was torn between the relief of saving Zuko before those men did anything to him and the resentment of not letting those men do what they wanted to the young fire bender- Jet wanted to teach Zuko a lesson for leaving him and he damn near just sat back and watched him get raped.
Although- that was very much still the part of Jet which disliked fire benders. Jet wasn't about to let anything happen to his fire bender though. There were also so many things Jet wanted to say to Zuko: hurtful comments, compliments, discussions about being left alone- about Zuko running off without another word.
Unfortunately the only words that came out of his mouth were the words he wanted to say but for all the wrong reasons. He growled- his arms shaking by Zuko's head barely keeping himself up. "I hate you…"
Zuko paused and didn't breathe as he saw remnants of painful memories back when the tea-shop burned down. The paler teens blood seemed to run cold with fear of what might come next. A punch? More hurtful words? Would Jet just leave? Something completely unexpected?
Turns out it was something completely unexpected. Jet sat back but pulled Zuko's head with him- pressing his lips firmly and kind of stiffly against the young prince's. Zuko's lips were the best Jet had ever encountered. No other lips were as soft- as warm- as wet- as tasty-
No other lips compared.
Jet couldn't imagine any one else ever having these lips and if Zuko had managed to escape his grasp and be gone forever…?
Pulling back from the kiss, Jet growled out louder. "I hate you." His long tanned fingers then curled around Zuko's slightly-longer-than-before black hair and pulled the young fire benders head back in a rough tug. Said young fire bender let out a few pants and a small noise as his head was pulled back. Jet not-so-gently pulled Zuko closer and bit down on his neck- enough for it to hurt but not quite bleed.
Of course, there was still the case that Zuko was currently under the influence of that `love drug` of sorts. As soon as Jet's teeth dug in, Zuko's entire chest felt like it exploded as he gasped and kept gasping even though he couldn't breathe in any more- his lungs had reached maximum oxygen capacity. This wasn't like when those men were grabbing him or when every little movement shot tiny bullets of ecstasy though his body.
This was far more painful and better and far more intense than he could have ever imagined. Jet breathed erratically against Zuko's pale pink neck as he sucked and bit and licked. He held the younger teen firmly by the hair as he did this and took great thrill and revenge in this while he felt Zuko struggle to breathe and try to pry Jet from his body.
That feeling of total and complete power over Zuko- having him completely in his grasp and unable to escape no matter how desperately he struggled- it released something inside of Jet and his actions grew rougher. He kept pulling at Zuko's hair until the younger teens neck couldn't physically bend any more and kept pulling.
Sensing something different about the situation and being damn near unable to move or breathe- Zuko began to panic. The `love drug` rendered him gasping to even the most painful of things- turning every sharp pain into a pulsing flutter of heat. Every breath Jet took he growled out; "I hate you." Quietly and meaningful.
Zuko knew this had to stop- this wasn't right. Suddenly, Zuko was getting vibes from earlier when the men made him powerless and weak. When they touched him even though he didn't want it or like it. When- no matter how hard he tried- he was rendered powerless by sparks of intense delight.
Right then and there, even though it was Jet who was doing these things- Jet who Zuko had so longed for and wanted to see for months- the pale teen felt fear. Not only that, but as he scrambled weakly to grasp at Jets body, he felt that all too familiar warm and slippery substance- blood- from when Jet had fought the men earlier.
Instincts kicked in over the ridiculous power of the drug and he pushed back. He had firmly flipped them over so that he now pinned Jet- who was shocked and not overly happy about the situation.
Zuko knew that Jet resented him for just leaving with out a goodbye or a word of where he was going. He then felt Jet begin to get angry wanting to go back to just doing as he pleased; struggling to over power Zuko. The young teen then clenched down on the tanned wrists so weakly in his grasp. "Jet just wait!" He nearly shouted.
Jet scowled up at him. "Who're you to tell me that? You didn't wait for me!" His face had soured and let up no hint of how truly hurt he was- just hatred. Zuko grimaced and bit his lip for a moment. "It was for your own good! You were badly injured and I needed to find the Avatar-!"
The tanned teen jolted upwards, nearly head butting Zuko. "I forgot- you know. I forgot all about you but I knew I was missing something! Doesn't that mean anything to you?" He was shouting and Zuko shouted back. "Of course it does! Weren't you listening? I didn't leave you because I wanted to!"
Frustration was quickly over taking the two hormone ridden boys but Jet just barely managed to pull himself back down when his injuries began to sting badly. He winced and a bead of sweat rolled down his face- reminding Zuko he was straddling the wound.
Looking down, he went to lift up the shredded, blood soaked tare in Jet's clothes but Jet grabbed his wrist. "Don't touch me…" He said darkly. Zuko merely scowled up at him. "Like hell." Snagging himself away, Zuko pulled out that spare bandage he knew Jet always had on his belt and forcefully pulled at the ruined top.
Jet tried to stop him again. "I said don't touch me!" He growled, reaching to shove at Zuko's shoulder. Zuko's temper had grown short because he knew that if the wound wasn't treated now it would get worse. What's more, Jet knew this but wasn't going to do anything about it soon enough. The scarred prince swiftly blocked the shove coming his way and pinned Jets arms again. This time, Zuko tried to get his message of apology across more solidly.
"And I said Like hell! You got these injuries because of me! It's my fault you're like this at all and I'm trying to take some responsibility." He said loudly and firmly. What luck- Jet stopped struggling for a moment and stared him right in the face- the hatred disappearing and the hurt becoming far more evident. Frustrated that Zuko had gotten through to him Jet huffed and frowned; whipping his head to glare at the wall instead.
Zuko shuddered with relief at the fact that he didn't have to fight for much longer with someone he had wanted to see and touch in a very special way for too long. An expression of hurt still sat on the scarred teens face, though, since Jet still wasn't overly happy to see him.
It then began to sink into the young fire bender that he was touching Jets skin. As sweaty and dirty as it was- there was still such a comforting warmth to it. Zuko loosened his grasp on Jets wrists and slid his fingers slowly along the older teens arms- still feeling that warmth through the clothes as his hands made their way down Jets body- relishing in the small thrill it gave him to be able to touch someone so intimately like this. He shivered and let out a brief, shaky breath before leaning in as his hands continued their glorious journey.
The scarred teen had spotted a small cut on the corner of Jets mouth and had bent down in his straddling position over Jets hips to kiss it. The soft skin of Zuko's mouth enveloped the small injury in warmth and wet and Jet tensed up for a moment after the smaller teen removed his lips. "…I'm…sorry…" He said quietly under his breath, just loud enough for Jet to hear him.
Zuko then made his way down to Jets neck and kissed the salty yet sweet skin lightly- barely brushing the surface before he moved down leaving butterfly kisses in his wake with the murmured words: "I'm sorry…"
Jet bit the inside of his mouth as Zuko left the feeling of heated sparks on every patch of skin he breathed upon- every part of his tanned skin he kissed. He soon found himself being slightly short of breath and closed his eyes to relish in the brief contact of Zuko's lips against his body.
Chancing a glance down, Jet watched Zuko as he sat up a little and undid Jets ruined top with utmost gentle actions and delicate fingers. When the young prince revealed the expanse of Jets upper body and the injury- his lip quivered in the need to continue kissing but his attention was still drawn to the wound and wrapping it up.
It wasn't too deep- a mere gash if you would- and the blood wasn't pouring out as much. Zuko's hands shook as he began to unravel the bandage and place it on Jets body. Just the skin of his hand against the tan, lean stomach of the boy before him sent unbelievable chills down Zuko's spine.
Noticing the young fire bender was distracted, Jet carefully sat up and gently clasped Zuko's hand. Hesitant to continue, the scarred teen realised Jet was helping his hands to stop shaking and once they had, the pale teen reached around the lean upper torso to wrap it up.
Every layer of wrapped bandage lead them to lean closer and closer until Jets forehead rested against Zuko's.
Usually it would have been Jet who lead into the first kiss but Zuko twitched into action and rocked his head forward until their mouths made contact. The two didn't move for a moment as their breaths mingled and then Zuko pressed Jet down into the bed, sliding to sit between his legs. The black haired teen pushed his tongue through Jets lips and into his mouth where he delved into the deep and gloriously heated moist cavern.
Jet's eyelids lowered and he allowed the young fire bender to rock and rub and lick and suck. Running his hands all over Jets chest, Zuko's warm fingers then slid down the older teens well shaped sides and came to rest on his thighs as they spread either side of him.
Breaking off for a moment to breathe, the paler teen's lids grew heavy with the heat between them as he grazed his mouth down the side of Jets neck- coming to rest on a most succulent collarbone. Jet actually let out a groan- the first one Zuko had heard for real and not in his dreams - and that was just from slightly sucking on his skin. Zuko's heart skipped and then pounded hard. He struggled to breathe because he was so excited about making Jet create such a delightful sound.
He was driven to suck again and again, harder and harder, for longer and all the better on Jets behalf. The older teen had never quite succumbed to this kind of treatment and he was loving every second of it. Every time Zuko panted his oh-so-hot breath onto the raw skin he had just sucked. Every time Zuko pushed into Jets crotch with his own heated, wet, bulging groin. Every time the strong, pale fire bender commanded over him and grasped at Jets thighs deeply and tenderly and desperately.
Jet let out another, longer, louder moan as the pressures of the sucking and the biting and the rubbing and the pressing was becoming all too much for him. He couldn't breathe fast enough- there wasn't enough air in the world but at the same time his lungs were damn near about to burst out of his chest.
"A…Nn!" He ground out in a breathless gasp. His throbbing groin being beaten and crushed under Zuko's harsh, grinding hips. The scarred teen was quite finished with the collarbone and had moved down to suck on a nipple. Jet's eyes shot open and he lurched up slightly but Zuko didn't release his tender flesh. Jet was really gaping and gasping now. He had most certainly never had this done to him before- he had always figured himself to be the one doing it.
He grabbed the hair at the nape of Zuko's neck- clenching it when it was intense and releasing it when he could breathe easier. Zuko then slowly ceased sucking and briefly gazed at the swollen area of Jets chest before he spread Jets knees and stared thoroughly at the bulge between the tanned teens legs.
Jet felt hot and flush and didn't like the fact that Zuko had stopped. Then he realised it was as if Zuko was asking permission with his stare whether or not he was allowed to take the lead. Figuring that since everything until now had felt so fucking good, what other unbelievable treats would be lying in wait if he let Zuko do him? Jet's signature smirk played onto his lips and he cupped Zuko's cheek. "Don't think you're getting away with doing me fully clothed."
Zuko knew now for sure that Jet had forgiven him- that his apology had firmly gotten across to the other boy. Jet held eye contact with Zuko the entire time he pulled the scarred teens top off and only broke when he pulled Zuko in to kiss the expanse of his pale, toned chest.
Gently pushing Jet back down and kissing him deeply- Zuko's hands worked to remove the rest of his own clothes as well as Jets. Rocking his hips in again, as soon as their cocks touched Zuko broke the kiss and let out a sharp, steamy moan. He had never really touched himself there and had only ever experienced an orgasm while dreaming or thinking of Jet.
Sensing that Zuko was about to come from the intensity, Jet grabbed the entirety of the younger teens fairly sized groin and held it firmly but delicately, panting into Zuko's mouth. "You're not allowed to come… until you fuck me….nn…"
That single sentence nearly made him come then and there but Jet had blocked the tip of his penis as well. The scarred teen shuddered violently, hissing at the painful pleasure stinging to get out. "Ah! Ha-aa…" Zuko mumbled and then got hold of himself again only to find Jet lying back- having let go of his crotch. Upon seeing Jet just lay before him- his hole so close and ready to penetrate.
Zuko bent over Jet- hooking his hands behind tanned arms and staring half lidded and heatedly into Jets brown eyes. He latched his mouth onto Jets and sucked powerfully as he pressed the tip of his member into the brunettes entrance. He held onto Jet tightly as Jet did to him. The older teen entangling his fingers with Zuko's and squeezing his hands with the awkward pressure and pain.
It wouldn't go all the way in the first time, of course, so Zuko continued to distract Jet with passionate and wet kissing while he gently but firmly thrust and pressed his throbbing penis into Jets entrance. Eventually, Zuko's pre-cum had moistened the hole to the point where when he pushed firmly, the top of his member slid past the first few muscle rings.
Jet gasped painfully into the kiss at the sudden stretching of his hole from the outside. Zuko stopped moving and looked down at Jet who's expression didn't know if it was filled with pain or verging a peculiar pleasure. The tanned teen then managed to groan out breathlessly. "D-on't…s-top…" He nearly choked as his head rolled to the side.
Zuko then felt Jets muscles clench tightly around his penis, squeezing it in a tight, hot, slippery grasp. It felt too good and he wanted to feel it all over his member and unconsciously closed his eyes and pushed into the contracting ring of pulsing hot flesh. It stretched Jets entrance farther and pushed up into him- expanding more rings of muscle and slipping deeper and deeper and so hot.
Jet arched off the bed as Zuko pulled down on his hips, bringing the brunette completely down of his throbbing hot penis- right to the hilt. Zuko then came back to reality as his eyes peeled open and saw Jet not having as good a time as he was. The scarred teen had stopped moving and was relishing in the moist contractions inside of Jet and had nearly forgotten that it must have been quite painful.
He leant down and began to suck the nipple he had neglected earlier whilst gently pulling out- the slick liquid making it smoother for him to push in and pull out. As much as Jet liked what Zuko was doing, he needed his mouth to do something other than gape and gasp- because it wasn't very manly. He grabbed Zuko's hair and pulled his head up; sucking on Zuko's slippery lips and touching his quivering member trying to take his mind off of the painful sensation else where.
Suddenly, as Zuko shifted his knees slightly so that he could kiss Jet without bending over so much the paler boy began to thrust harder and in doing so, slid along a bundle of nerves deep inside Jet's hole.
Jet then squeezed Zuko's penis again as he arched off the bed in a ridiculous arch and tightly clenched his member. "Uuuh! Yeah… There!" He forced out words through his crying groan and Zuko pushed forward again- striking roughly along the same spot as before and making Jet kick out and wrap his legs tightly around the paler teens waist. "AH! YEAH!" He barely managed to shout it felt so good.
The tanned teen then began to rock his hips down onto Zuko's thick penis so deep inside of him- reaching so deep. He thrust down hard onto the paler teen and gasped, knowing he was close to climax. "You know… I'm going to… fuck you harder when we're done…!" Zuko had just thrust in to the hilt and upon hearing Jet's words and feeling the older teen squeezing his penis deep inside of him- the young fire bender felt a rush of the built up heat rush white hot out of him and up his spine at the same time.
He choked as he released his semen deep into Jet- still jolting and thrusting as he did so and Jet pushing down ever deeper onto the younger teens thick, slick member as he, too, ejaculated.
Jet pulled Zuko in as close as physically possible- keeping the tingles of the ecstatic orgasm alive for a little while longer while Jet plunged his tongue demandingly into Zuko's mouth.
Exhausted and beyond satisfied, Jet rolled over to Zuko and lay a hand on his chest. "You do realise I was serious earlier when I said I was going to fuck you harder…. And you did me pretty hard so be prepared for an all nighter."
Zuko blushed madly and Jet glanced down the covers to his legs with a grin. "Well… look whose eager and ready to go."
Zuko grew more flustered. "Shut up!"