LOL, This was just too fun… I felt the urge to write about the morning after - This technically, is chapter three! In good conscience I could not post the second chapter up here on fanfiction net. Needless to say, it's available at the adultfanfiction net site. Read it at your own risk.
Legals and Warnings: I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender, Nick does... buttmunches...
This fictlit is all about free love between any human type individuals.
Aang and Katara were up with the sun. Hanging up the soaked supplies so that they would perhaps dry a little before taking off. Wait. What was she thinking? She was a water bender! Concentrating she began the subtle rocking motion and extracted the water from all the supplies.
"Tch. Where are they?" She complained, highly annoyed by her brother's laziness at always being the last one up.
"I'll go wake up Sokka!" Aang cheered using his Airbending to jump overtop the supplies towards the second tent, contemplating a million different options to rudely awaken the older youth this particular morning. There was blowing wet air into his ears… Freezing his bedding… Aang couldn't wait to learn to Firebending. He heard submerging a sleeping person's hand into warm water would cause them to wet the bed…
Smiling at Aang's joyful youthfulness, Katara replied. "Ok, I'll go and see if I can find where Zuko's meditating at this morning!" There was a meadow not far from the pond where the sunrise would have been in perfect view. Katara smiled a secret smile. She had been quick to pick up on the Prince's quirks, and she secretly found his ritual morning meditation facing the sunrise romantic. Jeeze, how Sokka would kill her for entertaining romantic thoughts about a Firebender!
Outside the second tent Aang rubbed his hands together excitedly, trying, but failing to hold in his childish glee at the planned prank for the morning. Listening in, there was the ever familiar snore of his best friend. Quietly Aang began to breath in, pulling the flaps of the tent forward with his Airbending. Of course, Aang looked extremely comical while performing this feat. He sucked in much more air than was actually needed, filling his lungs and face with his element. His cheeks looked as if they were about to split from the pressure inside them. Aang held it for as long as he could, and when his eyes began tearing up from the dryness and need for release that Aang took his queue to breath out.
It was an amazingly small amount of air. Just enough to flip one of the door flaps halfway open. He was trying to be stealthy after all. He didn't want Sokka awake just yet… and if Sokka didn't want other people waltzing in, he should learn to close the doors better!
Snickering quietly to himself, Aang snuck inside only to freeze dead in his tracks. Sokka wasn't in his bedding, he was… in Zuko's?
WITH ZUKO!
Aang's jaw would have hit the floor if it was that kind of a cartoon. Standing upright Aang cocked his head to one side fully absorbing the sight in front of him. A dumb grin slowly spread across his face as saw Sokka possessively clutching a passive Zuko. Oh, this was to good… talk about your reversal of personalities! Something sparkled in Aang's brown eyes. The peaceful expression on Zuko's face was such a refreshing change and way too cute. And Sokka! He looked as if he had just feasted on the finest feast Bumi could conjure up! And then some…
Here Aang's cheek twitched. His whole three minutes of scheming and planning this morning just flew out the open tent. Eventually, a small snort of a laugh escaped Aang's lips as he stood there contemplating on what to do. This was different, most unexpected. Yet way cool!
The snort however was enough of a noise to launch the combat seasoned Prince into a defensive stance complete with the burning fists. Sokka in the process was tossed off the bed and onto the floor crying out a sharp, "HEY!" The sun was streaming in the open tent and both teens fought to bring their minds to full alertness.
Wide eyed Aang stood with a dumb expression on his face as he took in the form of the Fire Bender in front of him, prepared to defend himself… completely naked.
"AANG!" Sokka screeched in that high pitched voice. He thought about standing up, but the realization of not having any pants on oversaw any other priorities at the moment. Looking around he saw his pants by the door next to Aang. Pulling his shirt as low as it would go without tearing, Sokka ungracefully started to make his way over to them. Stopping dead in his tracks as he finally noticed what Aang was staring at. The perfect lithe, lit, graceful and naked body of Zuko posed and ready for action.
Aang stood grinning like a boy in a candy shop who was just promised anything he desired…
Zuko was befuddled. Adrenaline coursed though his body as he stood in stance, trying to figure out his next move. What did you say to a twelve year old who caught you naked in bed with your enemy? A male enemy… 'My first sexual intercourse was with that Idiot!' Zuko finally came to the realization and stared over at the equally flustered teen. Though, they weren't supposed to be enemies… And he really did enjoy… 'No. no no No NO!' Zuko shook his head clearing away the unwanted thoughts. Now not in stance, Zuko felt extremely dirty and exposed. And the look they both, well Aang especially, was giving him wasn't helping in the slightest. Zuko found himself desperately craving the comfort of a steaming hot spring. Uncle always claimed that it was the only way to relieve unwanted emotional stress. Yes, he desperately needed to get out of there.
Grabbing his bag and his silk sheet off the floor, Zuko muttered "I'm going to take a bath." Wrapping the cloth around his waist he stormed past Aang. Both boys gazes lingered a touch too long on the retreating Prince's rear.
"Hey!" Sokka yelled, thumping Aang on the top of his bald head. "Don't be looking at him like that!"
"Hehehe… why not?" Aang challenged, grinning playfully. "You were."
Blushing Sokka stuttered, "I… I was not!"
"Yeah sure, whatever." Came the sly grin of a response, and with a swoosh of air, Aang propelled himself over to Sokka's bedding. A mischievous glint lit up his eyes as he leaned forward to converse with his friend. "Soo…" He asked inquisitively. "What was it like…?"
"I… I don't know what your talking about…" Sokka was a poor liar.
"Oh come on! I have to know… What's it like sleeping with a Firebender!"
Sokka paused in the midst of pulling his pants up to stare in shock and horror at the 12 year old's straightforwardness and comfort with the subject of guys sleeping with each other. If his family knew… Oh crud muffins.
"That's not for a 12 year old to know." Sokka muttered halfheartedly, focusing extra hard on getting his pants on instead of talking to Aang.
"Oh but come on! That's some seriously fun stuff!"
Sokka blinked his wide eyes. "Having sex with a guy!" There was that infamous squeak again. Followed by the carefree laugh and attitude of the Avatar.
"Yeah! You bet!"
The consequences of getting caught never once occurred to Sokka. And now that he was, he realized how stupid he had been. He shouldn't have done that. Any of it. How was he going to explain this to Aang? Maybe he didn't… Sokka moved towards the exit only to find Aang's large brown puppy dog eyes in his face.
"Come on…. Pleeeassseeeee!" Aang begged.
How did that jerk of a Prince manage to get out of this?
"Aang, you're much to young" he frowned. What the hell was he going to say to Katara? Maybe she'll never find out...
"I am not! I've been with both Air and Earthbender monks! Both fun in their own rights, but Fire could be really exciting!"
Blankly it took Sokka's brain a few seconds to process that information, and he blanched when he did.
"Other benders…"
Katara was walking back to the campsite pouting. She had been wrong! Wrong! Her! WRONG!
The Prince wasn't at the clearing as she expected him be. He wasn't there meditating. How could she be wrong? She was never… her mind stopped as she froze in her tracks upon spying Zuko rounding the bend. The only thing he had on was his light bed sheet, and it left nothing to the imagination as it conformed tightly around his body.
Swallowing she managed to squeak out a "Good morning Zuko…" her heart threatening to escape from her chest as she heard him gruffly nod and reply, "Morning…"
Swooning she stood staring at his backside till he was out of sight. Oh her brother was going to kill her for entertaining such lustful thoughts about Zuko. It wasn't entirely her fault! Her hormones were supposed to react that way around drop dead gorgeous guys. And oh wow!
'Wait… that strut seemed awfully stiff…' She went to look again, but Zuko was long gone. Dazed, she found her way back to the campsite and began their breakfast. It was just her imagination and hormones playing tricks on her. It was a perfectly normal strut for Zuko, considering half the time he walked around as if he had a bur stuck up his butt anyways.
So which sibling will kill the other first? LMAO, I find this fictlit way to much fun…
SO! What do you people think? C&C welcomed. Flames I'll accept as long as they are constructive.
Ja ne!