(fic) CME fandom ATLA Sokka/Zuko NC17
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squirrellysemanticsFandom: ATLA
Rating: NC17
Pairing:Sokka/Zuko
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avocado_love 's hard work. -----------------
Sails fluttering against a pitch black sky sounded like home. A lungful of salty air and the creak of rigging as the small craft gave in to the ocean’s rhythm came together as the perfect balm for a weary Water Tribe soul. Sokka carded fingers through wet hair as he sprawled out on the foredeck, too filled with lassitude to do anything more than let the faint breeze take care of the droplets cooling on his skin.
The lure of a midnight dip proved irresistible and with some teasing, Zuko had relented and followed suit, diving in off the port bow with graceful ease. Bastard. Water was supposed to be his thing. It wasn’t fair that Zuko took to it like a fucking tiger seal when the closest Sokka would get to making fire was a box of matches.
The still soggy firebender ducked under the boom to join Sokka in his easy repose, one hand fumbling to keep his towel settled around his waist. This bit of modesty amused Sokka no end after they’d dedicated the better part of an hour to some hardcore frolicking without a single stitch between them and the water.
That Zuko had agreed to this little jaunt at all was a welcome surprise. Being Fire Lord pretty much sucked if you were cleaning up after a morally bankrupt, egomaniacal tyrant. A century’s worth of frustration came crashing down with the force of a tidal wave once people realized that Zuko actually cared about what they had to say. Meetings, meetings and more meetings. Even random pissy nonsense that shouldn’t have been a big deal became one with the sole purpose of consuming all of Zuko’s time. It had been a tough couple of years and what little time off the man got was a precious thing.
It had been a long time since they’d been alone together. Truly alone. And it felt great.
Sokka had set a course southward, hoping to avoid land at all costs. His sea legs had become more of a sea ass with the cooperative weather taking much of the work out of sailing. There was little to keep them busy besides each other and which was not at all a bad thing.
The stars were out in full force with little competition from a new moon. Even Yue needed a break from her duties, he thought with a hint of melancholy. His sadness didn’t last long with the night sky doing its best to distract him. Each little twinkle had a million more just like it, diamonds scattered through the expanse of black above them. With just the light of the lantern and ocean extending to the horizon on all sides, the night sky was a giant tapestry that cloaked them from whatever lay beyond it yet still seemed impossibly far away.
He’d asked Zuko if he’d ever seen the southern lights. The closed expression when the firebender had answered in the negative had been awful. How had he forgotten? The last time Zuko had been on a voyage anywhere near here, he’d been on the deck of a Fire Nation vessel- too consumed with his task of finding the Avatar to take much notice the natural beauty around him.
That was a damned shame. Something that needed to be remedied.
Fortune and a compass guided them here. It was the right time of year, the right place. Sokka peered into the darkness, hoping the conditions would favor a good show. The Water Tribe had stories of the dancing spirits that made up the Southern Lights but that they would often come around the time of the equinox hadn’t been lost on Sokka even as a child. The lights had to be related to the sun somehow and that was something a firebender would appreciate. Without asking, Zuko extinguished the lanterns with a gesture before two pairs of eyes turned upwards to watch the heavens.
There. It looked like a trick of the mind at first as they grew accustomed to the darkness. A curtain of green that spanned the western horizon got brighter and brighter; a hint of shimmer giving it ripples that you wanted to reach out and touch.
There was a small gasp of astonishment from Zuko, making Sokka break out into a smile.
It grew and grew, bright enough to wash out the stars beyond it in some places. Great swaths of color sprouted limbs and began its slow dance across the dome above them. The men said not a word, too taken by the little clusters of white that burst into a million pieces and came together again, only to blink out of existence then reappear elsewhere and start the pattern all over again.
The odd catch in Zuko’s breath tore Sokka away from the spectacular show. Was something wrong? Even with such little light he could see a hint of flush on the pale man’s skin.
Great. What was the point of being a firebender if you’d catch cold jumping in the ocean? He reached out, ready to diffuse his concern with something scintillatingly witty about how Zuko had gone soft since becoming Fire Lord when he- zap!
An arc of static between them startled them both.
What the fuck?
A giant arm of white whipped across the waves of green in the west.
Zuko sat up abruptly in response, towel slipping from his waist as his breathing becoming even more erratic.
Guess the lights had a lot to do with the sun.
Before Sokka could even form a question, the other man was over him- straddling, levitating over him, body straining to refrain from making contact. Pupils were dilated- creating thin bands of gold that were damn near incandescent in the darkness. And from the looks of things, Zuko had not gone soft at all.
Quite the opposite, in fact.
A tangle of white serpents formed and battled in the skies overhead and the wanton moan this evoked from the firebender had Sokka just as hard in no time at all.
He wanted to hear that moan again. And again. As many times and ways as he could.
His fingertips ghosted over the frantic man’s hip and it made the muscular arms on either side of him begin shaking, shaking in exertion. Thankfully there was no sting of static this time, just the mildest tickle. Like standing too close to a bolt of lightning.
The look of pleading from the firebender was more than either of them could bear and Sokka grabbed the other man by the back of the neck and dragged him down.
Mint, he thought as lips tried to devour every bit of his mouth all at once. There was a tingle as if Zuko had been chewing on some mint. This was a very good thing, Sokka thought. Very good indeed as teeth scraped at the scatter of stubble under his ear. They hadn’t been out at sea long enough for him to get past the itchy phase and the rasp of tongue against it had him ready to lash Zuko to the main mast and never let the man put foot on land again.
The snakes above them grew longer and more tortuous as the lights coiled around each other. The firebender uttered the tiniest of gasps as he tossed his head back in time with their merry chase.
Now, now. None of that quiet nonsense. Where’s my moan?
Sokka spat into his palm and wrapped his hand around them both with a gentle squeeze.
Ah. There it is. Though this time Sokka let his own voice add to the cry that pierced the sky.
Being miles from everything and everyone had its advantages.
The tingle was here too, thank the spirits. Two cocks against each other, a frisson of electricity adding a little spice to the glide of silk on silk. They each pumped into Sokka’s fist, the delicious feel getting them both to leak messy trails down the back of his hand.
One more thrust and Zuko broke away with a grunt, the firebender’s hands feeling like a brand as they urged Sokka’s legs wide open. That mouth- that pouty, sullen, wicked little mouth -was on him and fuck yes the energy coursing through Zuko could be felt there as well. It took all of Sokka’s restraint to not pound into the man as that mouth sucked and nibbled and licked and bathed him.
Broad strokes of tongue along the underside, quick bursts of suction around the head, one hand pressing at the root of him with the other creating that insane tickle at that spot just behind his balls.
The sight of that messy mop of loose black hair bobbing up and down, parted just enough to see lips stretched around his shaft and- oh… oh my. Little murmurs of enthusiasm radiated through his dick and went straight to his spine and Sokka was done, done, done. His soul shot out of his cock in little bursts before he could offer any warning.
The look of hunger flecked with gold he got from the firebender between his thighs said things were far from over.
This was fantastic news.
That long forgotten towel was stuffed under his pelvis through no work of his own, tilting his hips just so to give Zuko easier access. Probing and tasting, with that spark of energy making Sokka twitch and squirm with every stab of fingers and tongue with that bit of vibration that was going to surely drive him insane.
Loose limbed and ready, Sokka offered zero resistance as Zuko settled the blunt tip of himself home. It felt intimidating, even if the cock attached to it was no bigger than his own. Zuko’s head bowed over him, asking to go further, and Sokka let his eyes shutter closed.
Stupid Fire Lord. The answer was never any different, never would be any different.
He bore down, letting the smooth head nudge past his sphincter. Spirits, he could feel the tingle here too. It took some time and more saliva for Zuko to seat himself fully but when he was, Sokka finally opened his eyes and-
Fuck.
So beautiful. The crown of celestial green and white framing the firebender’s face; the look of concentration knotting Zuko’s brow as each surge of color in the night sky made him shiver. Sokka wrapped his legs around the man’s waist and arched up to encourage him.
The play between them started sweetly at first, tender and easy. This feeling of fullness was not too overwhelming, now. The full shaft would draw back, leaving just the head stretching him wide and pausing for far too long before slowly returning home.
A few minutes of this and they were ready. It was the friction of motion that Sokka was looking for now and Zuko was happy to oblige. The pace picked up, the slap of skin on skin lending it the perfect amount of roughness.
As the southern lights built in complexity, their movements descended into pure rut- all grunts and gasps and broken half-breaths. Untangling limbs from around his waist, Zuko used just enough force to fold Sokka against the deck underneath him, the feeling of pinning and being pinned exactly what was required at this very moment.
Impossibly, Sokka felt himself harden once more and he took himself in hand, mindlessly stroking himself as Zuko pounded – drilled- into him with all the energy of the cosmos that had permeated them both. And now the shift of angle /-oh, oh my, oh my- hitting that spot again and again, with that whisper of energy, oh… my -right there! /and his orgasm had Sokka contorting and breathless once more.
His partner’s frenzied tempo missed a beat, then another and Zuko spasmed in and around him as he came and came hard. With it, the great Fire Lord let out helpless little mewls as he continued to thrust weakly, desperate to keep this from ending.
But as with the southern lights, there were things of beauty that could only be held in the moment.
Sokka kissed the top of weary head that had collapsed against his shoulder. The content murmur from lips pressed to his chest was the most sophisticated response he was going to get.
Perhaps with a proper course plotted and the right point of sail, one could make a good life of chasing ephemeral things.
The two men, well sated, stayed connected as the brightly hued sky began to fade back to black.
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Date: 2010-08-10 10:44 pm (UTC)Extra points for the Southern Lights and how it affects firebenders. I love seeing stuff like that. ^o^
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Date: 2010-08-10 10:59 pm (UTC)The southern lights idea I'll admit is pure nerd.
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Date: 2010-08-11 09:43 pm (UTC)I love the way that the intensities and patterns of the aurora effect Zuko so directly, as well as the way that the course of the resulting lovemaking between him and Sokka, seemed to mirror the dancing forms of the tangled energy so far above. It was just such a beautiful scene to read. ^_^
Sokka's curiosity about the sun's connection to the aurora worked really well here, and I love the way that he was able to find an interesting new method of testing out his theory. Of course, he'll no doubt want to do a whole lot more testing, you know, just to confirm that his initial observations weren't just some odd fluke, so let's hope that he and Zuko packed plenty of provisions and clean towels for their little voyage of discovery. ;)
Bluetiger. =)
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:56 am (UTC)I finally got home to a non-public internet connection, did Big Bang stuff and now can reward myself with porn. But enough about me. THIS FIC IS WONDERFUL.
I love the concept you used -- firebenders respond erotically to the southern lights, eh? *Giggles* A porny concept done right. As always, you really have Sokka's mind down so well. "Sea legs became a sea ass..." lol.
The porn was delicious. This was my favorite part: As the southern lights built in complexity, their movements descended into pure rut- all grunts and gasps and broken half-breaths. Untangling limbs from around his waist, Zuko used just enough force to fold Sokka against the deck underneath him, the feeling of pinning and being pinned exactly what was required at this very moment.
Thank you very much! <3
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Date: 2010-08-15 01:43 am (UTC)You are very welcome. Thanks for all the hard work you've already put into the Big Bang and all the work that's yet to come.
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Date: 2010-08-21 08:51 am (UTC)Whew, think I need to take a minute here. *fans self*
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Date: 2010-08-21 12:55 pm (UTC)1. I'm a nerd
2. There were several major solar weather events happening at the time I needed an excuse for porn.
And viola!
Thanks so much.
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Date: 2011-01-05 06:17 pm (UTC)poetic porn
Date: 2011-01-09 03:23 am (UTC)(Stupid Fire Lord. The answer was never any different, never would be any different.)
(So beautiful. The crown of celestial green and white framing the firebender’s face; the look of concentration knotting Zuko’s brow as each surge of color in the night sky made him shiver)
GOOD STUFF
thanks for sharing.
Re: poetic porn
Date: 2011-01-09 03:32 am (UTC)Hope you find other stuff around here that you'd like.
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