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Being the Firelord had some perks. It meant he could change laws, even fix the sins of his nation.But his life had seem to become public overnight.
There were no more secrets within the nation, and that meant for him as well. The only time of privacy was going to the Southern Water Tribe. There he was left alone, there no one cared. He was alone with his thoughts and body.
So here he was alone in his own igloo specially designed for him (being a fire bender had its perks) The ice was so thick that from the outside no sounds could be heard from the inside. Soundproof, perfect temperature and better yet no people.
Zuko was horny. He had been horny for too long. All the stress had to go somewhere, so it went to his sex drive.
He went to check the ice door to make sure it was closed. He could already feel his dick perk up at the thought of finally jerking off.
He went to his bedroom and let his robe slip off. The cold air seem to lick his skin, causing more blood to rush to his dick. He laid down on his bed. He had already moved the furs to the side, to not get them dirty.
His tip was already oozing pre-cum once he touched it, he could feel the droplets dribble out. He used his thumb to spread it out, making him whine at the contact.
“ah- agh- fuck-”
Zuko covered his mouth with his hand to keep his sounds at bay. fuck it. It was already so hard to think, hard enough to just live. He would let himself moan, let himself have this one simple thing. He moved his hand away from his mouth and started to move his other hand up and down his dick that quickly became wet.
Zuko melted into a mess of whines and moans. ‘Holy Fuck’ he felt so good. The feeling was euphoric. It was coursing through his veins through his body. His brain quickly created a image to help Zuko achieve a orgasm.
Who was someone he knew who was hot, sexy and big?
Chief Hakoda.
Chief Hakoda pounding into him, his strong arms pulling Zukos hips with such force that it left bruises. He imaged the Chief pulling his long, inky silly hair back. How the Chief would whisper into his ear saying,
“Your such a good slut for me.”
Or
“Your my whore, my cumslut. I’ll pump you full of my seed. I’ll breed you till you're filled and can’t move anymore. I’ll fuck your brains out until your full of my cum.”
Zuko moaned louder and brought his hand back to his mouth pressing down harder.
“-agh-ahh-oh fuck-oh fuck me Hakoda-mmhm-aha-“
Zuko was close, so close. Cum kept on coming out of his dick, making him wetter and wetter.
What would he say to make Zuko cum for him?
“Your such a good boy Zuko”
Zukos body snapped like a crossbow, his hips buckled. His muscles went taut and his dick shot out strings of cum that splattered on his stomach. He swore he saw stars at that moment.
He pumped his dick a for more times, relishing in the after feeling of his orgasm. When he finally let go he panted heavenly, feeling his muscles twitch and throb in places.
Yet only one thought circled around his mind,
“I need Chief Hakoda to fuck me.”
As he panted for breath, he let his eyes begin to close letting the feeling of sleep take over.
A loud knock echoed throughout the Igloo.
“FireLord Zuko? May I come in, I have some pakras for you."
Zuko’s breath caught in his throat, shit. He was butt naked and needed to answer the door. He wiped his hand on the discarded robe and wrapped the oversized fur around his body. He was about to find out if the Igloo really was soundproof. He quickly headed towards the ice door and tugged it open. His heart dropped,
"Chief Hakoda-" Zukos voice cracked in the middle, "Hi."
"Hello Firelord-"
"You don't have to call me Firelord." Zuko interrupted,
"Well then you can call me Hakoda. I brought you some Pakras due to your lack of them. May I come in to put them away for you?"
For a moment Zuko's mouth gaped open like a fish,
"Um- sure, come in."
Zuko tighten his grip on the fur. the Chief smiled and walked inside. Zuko closed the door and followed suit. Where was he going anyway? Right then the Chief made a turn towards his bedroom, oh fuck.
"Wait-"
The Chief looked back at him with a quirked eyebrow. "Um- I'm sick." Zuko added a small cough and continued.
"Annnd I don't want you to get sick as well. So I can put them away."
Hakoda shook his head slightly,
"Nonsense, your our guest. I can put them away for you, if you're sick then I should help care for you should I not?"
Once more Zuko became a fish, his mouth open and closing. Hakoda took that as a sign to into his bedroom which snapped Zuko out of his fish phase.
He ran towards Hakoda where to his horror he was holding the discarded robe. The same robe that was smudged with Zuko's fresh cum.
".....you can put that down…"
Zuko said in a small voice. Hakoda put the robe down, along with the pakras and walked towards Zuko. Zuko couldn't move, his blood ran cold. Hakoda put his hand up to his cheek, his calloused finger felt warm. He was so close Zuko could feel his breath against his face.
"You seem to be running a fever, why don't we get you in bed."
With that Hakoda swiftly picked Zuko up bridal style. Zuko blushed and prayed that somehow his dick would behave. He laid Zuko down and started to pull Zuko's fur off,
"NO-"
Zuko yelped as he feverishly pulled the fur back up.
"What's wrong?"
Hakoda asked with concern.
Zuko bit his lip debating his thoughts.
"I-I don't have anything on."
"Well the less clothing the better. Your fever needs to go down and this fur isn't doing anything good. Being fully nude is better than being covered."
Zuko reluctantly let go of the fur and let the rest be pulled off. He avoided eye contact with the man trying to calm down his growing friend.
"How long have you been sick?"
Hakoda asked with a hint of something new in his voice,
“Erm- probably for like a few days..”
Zuko's voice trailed off softly.
“I would’ve been more than happy to help you.”
For some reason that simple sentence did something to Zuko. Hakoda would’ve been happy to care for him?
He felt his blood rush to his dick and cheeks at the thought. He tried to ever so slightly move to his side to hide his growing erection, but a pair of strong hands stopped him and gently tugged him onto his back.
“You’ll make your fever worse if you do that. May I do something that’ll help?”
Hakoda's voice asked steadily. Zuko avoided the man’s eyes.
“Umm- well…”
Zuko gulped finally grasping the courage to look at him. Two dark blue eyes met Zuko’s golden ones. He knew why people called eyes windows to the soul.
“…yes…”
Zuko looked away opting to look at the ceiling.
“-aha-“
Zuko gasped in shock, as his dick was suddenly enclosed in something hot and wet.
“-mhm-o-oh fuck-ah-“
It moved up and down, exposing parts of skin to the cold air and then enclosed in the warmth again. He felt like he was heaven.
“-oh-mhmm-ah-oh my god-“
A hand started to fondle his balls adding more pleasure to the current situation. Zuko wanted to see what was happening, when he looked down he lost his breath.
Hadoka was kneeling on the bed and blowing him. His cheeks hallowed and his hand resting upon Zuko’s pale thigh while his other hand created more and more pleasure. His eyes locked with Zuko's holding an understanding.
“-ah-ha-hadoka-ah”
Zuko covered his mouth. Hadoka stooped letting his mouth pop off of Zuko’s dick.
“The only way to get better is to let it all out Zuko. Can you do that for me?”
Zuko lifted his hand off to be speak but at the same moment Hadoka jerked him off,
“ah-oh-ahm-f-fuck!”
Zuko stuttered out as he watched Hadokas hand move up and down his dick.
“Your such a good boy for me Zuko, your being such a good slut.”
That got a reaction from Zuko making him whimper and whine.
“Mmhm-ah-ah-Ah-Ah-I-I’m gonna c-“
Zuko was cut off by hadokas lips crashing into his. Zuko could taste the salt of his cum that decorated his lips. Hadokas tongue explored Zuko’s mouth. All the while he moved his hand, faster and faster playing Zuko like a fiddle.
His kiss moved down to Zuko’s neck and all the way to his nipples where he rolled one between his teeth.
“-Oh fuck-Aghah-ah-“
Zuko’s whines became more frequent and his hands gripped the sheets blow him, his knuckles, turning white.
All those moans and whines kept on coming out as if there was no tomorrow. His body snapped like a crossbow, and strings of hot cum flew out landing on his stomach. His legs became taut and his eyes rolled back with a moan. He panted heavily as an equally hot and wet tongue lapped the cum off his stomach.
“-ah-Hadoka why-how-“
Hadoka put a finger to Zuko’s mouth putting a pause to his question.
"I walked into your igloo earlier to set up some things but ended up falling asleep on the guest room, Tui and La knows how much I needed that. WhenI woke up though I heard your moans. At first I was going to leave but-"
Hadoka paused, a look of lust took over his features.
"Your sounds were just so addictive, so lewd that I got turned on. So I peeked in the doorway of your room and you were a sight to see. You looked so divine, your long hair was splashed everywhere and your body was covered in sweat. You looked like a sex god."
Hadoka licked his lips and his eyes trailed Zuko's body,
"I watched you cum to my name. To the very thought of me doing all kinds of lewd things to you. To the thought of me fucking you senseless."
"How would you fuck me?"
Zuko saw how Hadokas pants started to have a bluge.
" If I had it my way I would be fucked like a senseless whore, like my only job is to be your cumslut. Like I'm your sex slave."
Zuko said softly, as his hand reached out and palmed the bluge, earning a breathy intake from Hadoka.
"Instead of telling me why not show me?"
Hadoka said as his hand pintched Zukos nipple cauing him to whimper. Zuko wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow.
"Ruin me then."