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Zuko just couldn’t get the fight he’d had with Katara out of his head. Her words rang over and over. It hurt more than he thought it would. Zuko had always assumed that his uncle was the only person he cared what they thought about him, but Katara was definitely closing in as a close second. He had basically won over the rest of Aang’s team, by doing almost nothing in his opinion. But it was obvious that Katara did not want to trust him. Zuko wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but it felt wrong that while her entire group wanted to accept him, Katara was still so stubborn.
After yet another dinner with Aang and his friends made tense by Katara’s staring, Zuko decided that he had enough. He straightened his robes and made his way to Sokka’s tent. He’d seen Sokka go in there right after they were done eating. It was after dinner, he probably wanted some time alone to relax before he went to sleep. There was no better time for Zuko to talk to him.
Zuko rounded the tree that Sokka’s tent was under, mind laser focused on the conversation he needed to have. He wasn’t really completely solid on the whole becoming-friends-with-your-former-enemies thing but he was going to do his best. That’s all he really could do. The goal was just to get information out of Sokka and be on his way.
“Oof!”
He felt a soft body suddenly crash into him and stepped back in shock.
Sokka’s girlfriend-- Suki, right?-- looked up at him and immediately tensed up. “Oops, wrong tent!” she exclaimed.
Zuko was confused, but he didn’t let it stop him. “Sorry, do you need to talk to Sokka too?” he asked as kindly as he could manage.
Suki threw her hands up in embarrassment. “Nope! Not me!”
Zuko was confused. He saw Suki double back to the smoking embers of their campfire. He simply shrugged his shoulders and made his way to Sokka’s tent.
“Well hello…” Sokka started, turning over on his stomach to face the entrance of his tent.
Zuko watched Sokka’s face drop as he realized that it wasn’t Suki who was sitting in front of him.
Sokka got his composure back together. “Uh Zuko, yes, why would I be expecting anyone different?” He calmed himself down and sat up, plucking the rose out of his teeth. “So what’s on your mind?”
Zuko stared intensely into Sokka’s eyes. “Your sister. She hates me! And I don’t know why!” Zuko tried not to seem frantic. He paused. “But I do care what she thinks about me.”
Sokka raised an eyebrow. “Nah, she doesn’t hate you,” he declared loudly. “Katara doesn’t hate anyone-- except maybe some people from the Fire Nation.” He looked Zuko up and down. “No! I mean, uh, not people who are good but used to be bad, I mean bad people! Fire nation people who are so bad, they were never good and probably won’t be ever!” He was talking too fast. He was sweating. This was not good. Honestly, if Zuko hadn’t walked into his tent, he and Suki would be having the time of their lives right now.
Sokka could feel the silent awkwardness hang thickly between him and Zuko.
Zuko didn’t feel a thing. He came to Sokka’s tent with a mission and he was going to follow through on it. He could sense Sokka’s nervousness though. “Okay, listen. I know this might seem out of nowhere, but I want you to tell me what happened to your mother.”
Now this was absolutely a mood killer. Whatever leftover hopes Sokka had for his passionate night with Suki were long gone now. “Why would you want to know that?” he responded, accusingly.
Zuko spoke flatly. “Katara mentioned it when we were imprisoned together in Ba Sing Se. And again just now while she was yelling at me. I think somehow, she’s connected her anger about that to her anger at me.”
Sokka nodded understandingly. It wasn’t totally out of character for Katara. Their mother’s death had definitely affected her the most. He looked away from Zuko, suddenly feeling a pit growing in his stomach at the memory of that day. “It’s not a day I like to remember,” he stated, hoping that Zuko got the message and would just leave.
“Thanks Sokka.”
It wasn’t great but it was as much as Zuko knew he was going to get. He smiled awkwardly. Before he knew it, Sokka’s hands were on his back and he was being roughly shoved out of Sokka’s tent. He scrambled to the side of the tent and dusted himself off. He could hear Sokka exclaim something to himself inside.
Zuko saw Suki out of the corner of his good eye again, nervously making her way to Sokka’s tent. She looked around her on both sides and slipped inside the tent. Zuko was relieved she didn’t catch sight of him.
“Don’t you look beautiful tonight?” he could hear Sokka coo from the other side of the fabric.
There was silence and then a muffled giggle from Suki. “A rose? You shouldn’t have! You really wanted to make this special, huh Sokka,” she exclaimed, no doubt holding the rose that Sokka had held between his teeth earlier.
“I think it’s just a good reminder of what’s coming,” Sokka said boldly.
And then it was quiet. Almost too quiet.
Zuko didn’t really want to know what Sokka and Suki were doing in there. He should have gotten up and gone back to his tent. He honestly still needed to get himself ready for bed. Something about firebenders rising with the sun and all. But he was undeniably curious.
Zuko gently pressed his good ear up to the fabric wall of Sokka’s tent, trying to listen for anything at all.
“Ah!” Suki moaned sharply from inside after several seconds of silence.
She sounded like she was in pain. Zuko contemplated bursting into the tent and saving her, but that would give away that he had been listening to them all along.
“Sokka, keep doing that,” Suki said from inside. “Suck it good.”
So she wasn’t in pain. It even sounded like she was liking whatever Sokka was doing to her.
Suddenly, Zuko felt an unmistakable tickle in his nose. He sneezed loudly and recoiled from the tent.
The sounds inside the tent immediately stopped. Several seconds of awkward silence elapsed. Zuko thought about running back to the campfire. He didn’t know what was more humiliating, running away and having Sokka potentially catch him or standing his ground where he was. Zuko figured that he was done being a coward when he left the Fire Nation.
Sokka poked his head out of the tent, looking around for the source of the sound. He narrowed his eyes, looking suspiciously at the bushes. He caught sight of what he was sure were Zuko’s red robes. “Zuko! What’re you still doing here?” He yelled, not quite angrily, but close enough.
Zuko crawled to the opening of Sokka’s tent. In the dark he could barely make out Sokka’s body, or at least the fact that he was shirtless.
“Uh, I was thinking about what you said to me and what I should say to Katara in the morning.”
“Zuko, you’re a terrible liar.” That was Sokka. Sharp and straight to the point.
Zuko felt the slap on his pride. “Well when I was coming to talk to you I passed Suki looking all nervous and she ran away from me when I told her I needed to talk to you. So I stuck around.”
Sokka raised an eyebrow. “So you were curious?”
Zuko’s expression did not change. “In the simplest terms, yes.”
Sokka drew back into his tent. Zuko wasn’t sure whether or not he should leave. He heard muffled arguing between Sokka and Suki. The only thing Zuko could catch was something about Sokka being a dirty pervert. And then he heard a slap on the head. Zuko was pretty sure Suki was the one doing the slapping.
Sokka poked his head out of the tent again. It was hard to make out in the dark, but Sokka was smiling devilishly the way he did when he worked out a new animal trap. “Come inside.” He turned to enter his tent again, motioning for Zuko to follow him.
Zuko nervously crawled through the entrance to Sokka’s tent. He instinctively averted his eyes from Suki’s half exposed body, haphazardly covered with a sheet in a desperate attempt to feign decency. It didn’t feel right for Zuko and Sokka to inhabit the same space as a naked woman.
Sokka took notice of him. He placed his hand on Zuko’s. “Don’t you want to see what we were doing?”
Zuko’s throat went dry. He gulped and nodded his head slowly.
Sokka crawled over to Suki and tipped her chin up with his fingers. “Suki, would you like to help me show Zuko what we were doing in here?”
Zuko couldn’t look away. Suki blushed. The redness bloomed in her cheeks and spread down her neck to the top of her shoulders. “Yes.”
And that was all the affirmation Sokka needed.
He first started with Suki’s mouth, initiating a rough kiss between them. Zuko could hear nothing but their lips smack against each other as Sokka fought to capture Suki’s bottom lip between his. He could see the way their tongues increased the suction between them. It felt wrong to be watching them, but he could not look away. Correction: Zuko did not want to look away.
Zuko almost wanted to look away when Sokka suddenly pulled the sheet from around Suki’s body, baring her fully to both boys. His eyes trailed down the curve of her breasts down to the vulva she hid between her thighs. Suki was squirming in Sokka’s hands as he teased her pert pink nipples with feather light touches.
Every alarm bell was ringing in Zuko’s head that it was wrong to be watching a girl he wasn’t even married to. It was wrong to be watching a girl he barely knew the name of. And yet, he could feel heat building in the lower half of his body. He was sixteen years old, of course he had felt aroused before. However, it was impossible for Zuko to tell whether it was because of the sheer amount of erotic chemistry between Suki and Sokka or because he desperately wanted himself to be squished in between the two of them and drinking the same pleasure they were from each other.
Zuko quietly undid the sash on his robe and placed it to his side as he watched Sokka gently lie Suki down on the sleeping roll. His hand instinctively massaged his dick, coaxing it up to full hardness. He saw Sokka briefly glance in his direction, though it was likely to make sure that he was still there, still transfixed by the scene that was playing out in front of him.
Sokka started at Suki’s jaw and trailed open-mouthed kisses down her neck. He turned to make eye contact with Zuko while he still had her pinned down under him. “Suki doesn’t like being bitten. It would be hard to explain tomorrow morning where those came from anyways.” He smiled at his own joke.
Zuko laughed uncomfortably. It almost came out as a whine. He wrapped the fingers on his right hand around his fully hard dick and pulled down, letting the pads of his fingers rub the head as he pulled down his foreskin. He released his foreskin and let his hand instinctively do the rest.
Sokka placed one strong leg in between Suki’s legs, letting her grind her clit against his thigh as he took his time kissing down her neck and shoulders.
“Hurry up!” Suki whined. She grabbed onto Sokka’s hair and tried to redirect him.
Sokka maintained his position and thrusted his leg into her core even harder. Suki was desperately grinding against him, the sticky sound filling the tent.
Zuko pulled aside the hem of his robe and slid his dick out of his trousers. He steadily worked his hand around the shaft, thrusting into his fist more vigorously than before.
When he watched Sokka press a small kiss to Suki’s clit, Zuko thought his brain was going to melt. He took in a ragged breath and increased the pace of his hand. He watched as Sokka expertly licked and sucked her off, both hands busy holding up her creamy thighs. Suki was mewling in pleasure.
Zuko could feel his orgasm building inside him. This was so dirty. He was watching a couple in their most intimate moments and he was getting so much pleasure from the simple act of watching. His desire snapped inside of his stomach and Zuko was cumming all over his hand. He grunted loudly as his dick spasmed and shot long ropes into the air.
Coming down from his high, he saw that Sokka wasn’t done with Suki yet. Her thighs were shaking as she ground her pussy into Sokka’s face. She threw her head back as her orgasm ripped through her. Sokka was busy drinking it up, making obscene slurping sounds.
Sokka pulled away from Suki and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips and turned to face Zuko.
“Does that give you a pretty clear picture?”
Zuko swallowed and nodded.
Sokka’s eyes wandered down his body. His eyes widened when he saw Zuko’s spent dick lying on his robe. “No way. You got off just by watching us?”
Zuko wanted to hide his face. This whole situation was already so many levels of wrong and now Sokka was making him answer for himself. “Yes.”
Sokka smiled. “Impressive.”
Suki sat up, having finally recovered from her orgasm. She could feel the sexual tension between Sokka and Zuko. “Zuko, have you ever kissed anyone?” she asked innocently.
Zuko immediately felt his throat go dry. “I’ve kissed Mai while we were together in the Fire Nation. But I’ve never kissed her the way you and Sokka do.”
Suki nodded. That was a good enough answer for her. She crawled over to Zuko and gently placed one hand on his thigh. She leaned forwards and pressed her lips to his, much to his shock.
Suki’s lips were soft and plump. She was sweet. Zuko closed his eyes and let her take over. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and Suki pressed herself further into his chest. He could feel his skin grow hot, and hoped that he wouldn’t accidentally burn her.
Zuko felt uncomfortably empty when Suki pulled away from him. “How was that for your first real kiss with a girl?” she asked teasingly.
Zuko wiped his lips. “It was great.”
Suki took Zuko’s hands and placed them on her breasts. “Put your hands here.” She took him for another kiss. Zuko kneaded the flesh in his hands, not entirely sure what to do with it. The pad of his finger brushed a hard nipple. Suki opened her mouth in a silent moan. Zuko smirked and continued to rub his fingers over them. Suki pulled away, her chest heaving.
Sokka crawled next to Suki. “Now what about this?” He suddenly captured Zuko’s lips between his.
If Suki’s kisses had calmed him down, Sokka’s immediately woke him up. Zuko could feel the playful jumping of sparks in his hands and willed them to contain themselves from setting the tent on fire. Zuko parted his lips and let Sokka dip his tongue inside. He moved one hand to Sokka’s hair, tugging on the strands that were still tied together. Someone pulled away first, and the two of them were left with heaving chests, a thin line of saliva connecting their lips.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while,” Sokka admitted. He moved forwards and pulled the sleeves down Zuko’s robe. Suki positioned herself behind Zuko and helped pull the robe off his back. The three of them were finally naked.
Zuko finally found his confidence. “Sokka’s the only one that hasn’t gotten off even once.” He and Suki locked eyes. “What do you think we should do about it?”
Suki smiled at the attention Zuko was giving her. “Sokka just loves getting head. I think it would be even more fun if we did it together.”
Zuko nodded in approval. The two of them coaxed Sokka onto his back. The length of his dick stood up proudly against his body, foreskin peeled back to show off a large brown head.
Suki instinctively licked her lips. Zuko took his place at one side of Sokka’s hips and Suki took the other.
“Zuko, have you ever sucked a dick before?” she asked.
“I haven’t.”
“Well, it’s not too hard. At least not on Sokka.” Suki popped the head into her mouth. She took her time running her tongue over the slit much to her boyfriend’s approval.
Zuko kissed up and down the length of Sokka’s shaft. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. They instinctively moved to Sokka’s balls, thoroughly massaging the two large sacs.
Sokka moaned above them, his hands desperately grabbing at the sheets. “I need more,” he panted.
Suki popped her mouth off of his dick and motioned for Zuko to do the same. She made eye contact with Zuko and tapped her lips once, hoping that he would get the idea. There was no recognition on his face.
Sokka sat up confused. “Aren’t you two going to keep sucking?”
Suki smiled devilishly. “Of course we are.”
She kissed the tip of the head of Sokka’s dick and pulled Zuko in for a kiss. It was sloppy. It wasn’t even clear whose saliva it was at this point. Zuko loved it. They broke apart for a moment and took one side each of Sokka’s dick, their lips meeting in the middle every time they made it to the top.
“I love how slutty you two are,” Sokka breathed. He thrusted his hips up. “It’s like you were made only to service this dick. My personal cocksuckers.”
Sokka’s words went straight to Zuko’s dick. He was painfully hard again. He started to stroke himself in time with the movement of his mouth.
Suddenly a hand was in both Suki and Zuko’s hair, pulling them off of Sokka’s dick. “I don’t want to cum so soon. I have an idea that’ll be fun for all of us.” He gestured towards Suki. “Get on all fours.”
Sokka crawled over to Suki and looked down at her flushed face. “Do you want to...?”
Suki’s chest was heaving erratically. “Please.” It was all she could get out.
Sokka pressed the head of his dick against Suki’s pussy. He pressed it into her and immediately pulled all the way out, intently watching how her swollen inner lips ached for it. And then he pushed all the way in, absolutely fascinated by the way Suki’s pussy accommodated his length. It was hot and tight and squeezed his dick in all the right places. Sokka threw his head back as he began to thrust into her.
Zuko did not know what he needed to do. All he knew was that he was hard again and he needed release.
Sokka pulled out of Suki and led Zuko forward. “Suki, you good if I let Zuko have a turn?” he asked boldly.
“Sure.” Suki shifted over so she was laying on her back again. “This is a lot more comfortable.” Her hair was sweaty and clung to her face. Zuko could see drops of sweat dot her body as she bared herself for him. He couldn’t help but look away for a moment.
“Go ahead. I promise she’s really tight.” Sokka said from behind Zuko.
Zuko pumped his dick a few times and readied himself for the experience. Tonight was the night. He was going to lose his virginity.
He pressed the head of his dick inside her and nearly lost his mind. Nothing could have prepared him for how well Suki’s walls squeezed around his dick. Nothing could have prepared him for how warm she was.
Suki was panting as she got used to the new dick. Zuko’s was longer than Sokka’s, but noticeably thinner. She wasn’t sure which one she preferred but either way it was good. She keened loudly when Zuko filled her up all at once.
“So you’ve got a dominant streak too, huh?”
Zuko grinned and thrusted harder into her. This was too good to be true.
He suddenly stopped thrusting when he felt a pair of rough hands on his hips.
“Good. Stop.”
Zuko could distinctly feel Sokka’s hands on his ass, intently kneading his warm flesh. And then his ass cheeks were pulled apart. Zuko tried to pull himself away from Sokka’s hands.
Sokka pressed his lips into Zuko’s shoulder. “I promise it’s gonna be real good,” he whispered.
Zuko’s eyes widened when he felt something warm and wet poke at his hole. He jerked his neck back. “What the fuck?”
And he could see Sokka on his knees, face buried between his ass cheeks. Sokka pulled away and licked his lips. “Promise you it feels good.”
“Hey you didn’t forget about me did you?” Suki called, shifting her body around on the floor of the tent.
Zuko faced forward and pushed his dick back into Suki. He revelled in the way it made her gasp. Sokka’s tongue did not leave his asshole. Zuko couldn’t find it in him to admit that the feeling had started to grow on him as he thrusted in and out of Suki. Sokka clearly knew what he was doing. And when he removed his tongue, Zuko kind of missed it. He could hear Sokka spit on his fingers behind him.
“Alright this is gonna burn a little but bear with me.”
That was all the warning he was going to give?
Zuko wanted to scream when the first two knuckles of Sokka’s index finger entered his asshole. He bucked wildly and considered pulling out of Suki. He looked apologetically into her eyes. Tears stung his eyes. This was not right. This was not right. “Take it out!” he yelled. “Sokka! Take it out!”
Sokka slowly pulled his fingers out so as to not scare and possibly hurt Zuko further.
Zuko pulled out of Suki and laid down on his side, chest heaving wildly. The ring of his asshole was throbbing. It stung a little too.
Suki rolled over to face him. Her eyebrows were drawn together in anger. She looked like she was ready to deck someone. “Sokka! What did you do to him?”
Sokka crawled over to the two of them. “I just wanted to finger his ass! I went really slowly and I didn’t think it was gonna hurt him this much-- I swear I didn’t mean it!”
“Zuko, are you alright?” Suki asked lovingly. She stroked his upper back with the tips of her fingers. “We can get Katara if you need to. We’ll come up with some kind of excuse.”
Zuko’s face reddened at the thought of having to lie to Katara about why his asshole was throbbing. She couldn’t give a shit if he died. “I’m fine,” he declared, mostly to himself. “Just let me recover for a moment.”
Sokka and Suki both hummed in approval.
Zuko finally sat up. The pain in his ass had slowed at this point to a dull reminder if he moved too fast.
“May I kiss you?” Sokka asked sweetly.
Zuko smirked. “Yes, you may. Just for being such a pain in the ass.”
“You know it.”
Where there was hunger and passion before, Zuko only found tenderness from Sokka. This was new.
Sokka’s tongue dipped between Zuko’s lips and he let him in.
A smaller set of hands was moving up and down his back. Smaller, softer lips trailed down his neck and lovingly kissed his shoulders. Zuko was in heaven again.
Sokka pulled away from Zuko and wondered what to do next. He was genuinely stumped.
Suki pulled her face away from Zuko’s back. She saw the confused look in Sokka’s eyes.
“How about you get him ready for me? We can figure out the rest later. You’re a smart boy.”
Sokka smirked and looked down for Zuko’s reawakened boner. Oh it was there alright.
Zuko thought he was going to see stars when Sokka took it into his mouth. It was one thing to suck someone else’s dick, but having someone suck him off was unbeatable. He bucked his hips up and heard Sokka swallow tightly as he tried to accommodate all of Zuko’s length.
Zuko felt the coil of desire begin to tighten in his stomach again. Sokka’s mouth was so warm and so wet, but in a different way. And boy did he know how to work his tongue.
And just when Zuko thought he should warn Sokka that he was going to cum, he was left with a painfully cold and aching dick.
Sokka gave Zuko’s dick one last forceful pump. “Now you’re going to do exactly what I say.” He looked up until Zuko bit his lip and nodded. “You’re going to fuck my girl Suki like you fucking mean it. And you’re going to get me off with your body. I get it you’re new to anal, but you still have to get me off somehow. Deal?”
“Deal.”
“Good.”
And Zuko was pushing into Suki again.
“You’re doing so good, Zuko,” she whispered. He bottomed out inside her. “Ah, that’s it. Now put your index finger here and rub it while you thrust.” She took his hand and placed it on her clit.
They fell into a rhythm. Zuko rubbed Suki’s clit in sync with his thrusts. Suki closed her eyes and hung her mouth open.
“You’re a good boy, Zuko,” Sokka said from behind. “Now you’re still gonna use your ass to get me off, but I’m not gonna fuck you.” He pressed his hard dick into the cleft of Zuko’s ass. “Do you feel that?”
Zuko could only let out a strangled “yes.”
“This is all for you. I’ve been so into you and your perfect ass. Wanted to ask you to fuck for so long. You firebenders really don’t fuck around with your training.”
A chill ran down Zuko’s spine as he felt what Sokka was doing. He was fucking the cleft of his ass. And it undeniably felt good.
Zuko suddenly put extra vigor into thrusting into Suki. It wasn’t like she was complaining anyways. He pressed his index finger hard into her clit. Suddenly, her pussy began to spasm. Suki let out a strangled cry and tried to push herself onto Zuko as much as possible. He lost control in the vice grip of her orgasm and shot his cum into her. The pressure between his ass cheeks was suddenly gone. And then there was a loud grunt and hot spurts of cum spilled onto Zuko’s lower back.
Zuko pulled out of Suki and flopped on the floor of the tent. He was too tired to leave. Too tired to cover up his shame with his spent dick and ass covered in cum. He felt his two lovers lie down on either side of him. He had two options. He could sleep here and risk being discovered in the morning or make the walk of shame back to his tent now and still risk being discovered.
“Can I sleep here?” he asked thickly. His eyes were already closing anyway.
“Of course,” Suki responded, stroking his back.
“Only if you sleep in the middle,” Sokka added.
Zuko smiled to himself. There was no doubt in his mind that joining the Avatar’s crew was the best decision he’d ever made.