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Prince Zuko (firebender) wrote in clockwork_rp,
@ 2008-07-13 15:02:00

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asuka::antabaka, zuko::firebender

Mother issues and loneliness times two... [ACTIVE]
Who: Asuka Langley Soryu (antabaka), Prince Zuko (firebender)
What: Zuko's concerned about his sorta-friend and goes to see if she's alright.
When: backdated to before the curse, after this
Where: Asuka's room, #249 B
Warnings: hate/angst/angry!sexytiems, BEWARE

The prince wasn't really friends with Asuka, but she was one of two people he'd gotten to know while in this place. Though, he had to admit that if she hadn't started talking in that voice--with a tone that was so unlike the Asuka he'd gotten to know--and about her mother, he wouldn't have bothered to come. But, she had and he was admittedly concerned. It seemed she had issues with her mother as well. Was that why she was upset? Perhaps he could relate.

Raising a hand, Zuko knocked on her door. "Asuka," he called out, "it's Zuko. Open the door."

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antabaka
2008-07-13 03:47 pm UTC (link)

Asuka was laying on her bed, staring at the door as she heard the knock. She didn't want to see anybody. She didn't want connections. She thought that if she stayed quiet and still, perhaps he would go away. Perhaps he would believe she was hiding somewhere else away from people. But something in her told her to get up, to walk over, and to open the door.

She stood there, staring at him, her eyes void and empty, and her face expressionless. She was broken in a thousand different pieces on the inside and it was obvious from the out. She barely looked at Zuko before she turned around, walking back to her bed and sitting quietly on it. She stared up at the ceiling, wondering why she didn't just tell him to go away.

"What do you want?"

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firebender
2008-07-13 04:11 pm UTC (link)

Zuko was just about to burn a hole through the door near the knob to open it himself, when she pulled it open and allowed him inside. He moved in, pushing the door shut with his foot and blinking at the darkness that surrounded him. She'd been sulking, he could tell. He'd blow out the candles and torches and close the drapes when he did so, feeling more comforted by the dark than the light.

"To see if you're okay," he said in a straight tone, holding up a hand and bending a flame into it so he could see her. "Which, you're obviously not. Take it from someone who knows: moping and keeping it all inside isn't going to help anything."

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antabaka
2008-07-13 04:18 pm UTC (link)

She stole a glance at him, her blue eyes narrowing at his choice of words. She was hardly going to call herself a moper. She had never moped before and she wouldn't mope now. Her mind had simply collapsed upon herself and she found it hard to function. She held her hand up to shield her eyes from the flame, the light hurting her head too terribly for her to even want to stare at it.

"I am not moping. I don't mope. Moping is for the weak. Father wouldn't want me weak. NERV wouldn't want me weak. Asuka Langley Soryu is not weak." She waved her hand at him, almost as a dismal. "I'm fine. Now shoo."

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firebender
2008-07-13 04:31 pm UTC (link)

Despite what most may think, Zuko was not as slow as he appeared. He was attentive, when he wanted to be. And he noticed that she was light-sensitive at the moment and dimmed his flame. His eyes narrowed at her words.

"My father burned my face because he thought I was weak, but he was wrong. Being upset about something does not make you weak. It makes you human. But, keeping it in does."

The prince stepped forward and caught her wrist with his other hand when she shooed him, holding it firmly, but not to the point where his grip would hurt her. "Don't be a coward, Asuka. Letting whatever's upset you out takes courage. I thought you had some of that, but maybe I was wrong."

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antabaka
2008-07-13 04:41 pm UTC (link)

Asuka's eyes widened some when he grabbed her, looking up at him as he spoke. She hadn't had people actually talk back to her much when she lost herself like this. Nero had been one thing - it was over a journal, where you couldn't show emotion or be touched. As Zuko stared at her, his words cut into her, and she clenched her jaw in a mixture of anger and defiance.

"Strong words for a Princess," she said with a giggle, pulling her wrist away from him and standing so she was staring at him again. She had an almost drunk appearance to her, though there was absolutely no alcohol in her body. Yet she still swayed some and her movements were more fluid and less sharp and together as they usually were.

"Leave me alone. I'll end up that way anyway. Best not to get attached. Attachments hurt. Pleasure brings pain. Pain. . . I don't want anymore pain. . . Mama didn't want pain - maybe I could be like her." She paused, standing on her bed and touching the ceiling with her palm. "Nothing to really swing from though. I hear if you do it yourself, this place lets you stay dead. Think I should try? I could go home. Just like Sakura-chan. Just like Cloud. . ."

She smiled weakly, staring at the ceiling still. "I could go back to my nothingness. My nothingness was predictable, at least."

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firebender
2008-07-13 05:01 pm UTC (link)

It was a well-known fact to those in his world that the Fire Prince had a temper. In recent months, he'd learned to keep it at bay and held back from indulging in it. But that control was slowly slipping the more Asuka aggravated him. She did so time and time and again and when he was here, trying to be nice and help her, she was still being a bitch. Why did she have to be so frustrating!?

In a swift movement that would've been seen as a blur to anyone watching, Zuko was on her bed and standing next to her. He seized her upper arms and pushed her against the wall so that her back was now pressed against it. His flame had been doused when he'd grabbed her, but he sighed flames--perhaps a little too close to her form, but he could control his bending enough not to hurt her--so that both his face and hers were lit up for a moment.

"My mother killed my grandfather, because my father was going to kill me. And she was banished for it. I haven't seen her since. Pain is hard, Asuka, but we get through it. If I can survive getting part of my face burned off, then you can survive this. Things happen. People disappear. It's the way this place is and there is nothing we can do to control it. Letting it get to you is only letting whoever's in charge win."

He was silent for a moment, but his grip remained firm.

"I thought you were a fighter."

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antabaka
2008-07-13 05:23 pm UTC (link)

Asuka winced when she was pushed against the wall - more from surprise then pain. She hands were flat against it as he held her arms, her eyes meeting his for only a moment before she looked away. She closed them again at the flames, the heat being so close to her skin causing some part of her to fall back into place. The harshness, the blunt honesty, it was enough to get at least something through to her. Her head lulled back, leaning against the wall some before she finally looked back to him.

Was she a fighter? She'd been doing it so long, she wasn't even sure she had the energy to anymore.

"I've lived through the end of the world. I've nearly lost an arm, my eye . . . My life . . . I've lost everything and almost everyone . . . And all the people who love me disappear . . ." Her eyes misted some, but she fought back the tears. She had only cried once since her mother had died and she didn't want to do it again. She closed her eyes tightly before slumping some against Zuko. "There comes a point when you just can't fight anymore."

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firebender
2008-07-13 05:32 pm UTC (link)

The prince's hardened, angry expression faded when she started to speak again, blinking as she slumped his his grasp. What he said...worked? Well, that was a first. Usually what he was trying to do for people came out wrong and ended up biting him in the rear. Though, maybe it was because he wasn't grasping at straws when it came to this--he understood where she was coming from, so for once, he knew what to say.

Letting out a sigh, Zuko tugged on her and pulled her to him, letting go of her arms and wrapping his own around her in a hug he thought she needed.

"There's always a chance to fight," he said softly, near here ear. "Though sometimes you need a break from it. But, just because you forgo one battle doesn't mean you can stop fighting the war."

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antabaka
2008-07-13 05:49 pm UTC (link)

She let him hold her, her arms lying limply at her side for a few moments as she simply let him hug her. The affection was surprising - new, almost. It had been given to her by Sakura before she left, and by Cloud before he'd changed . . . She felt as though she should have pushed away, the connection being that those who showed her affection always disappeared. Her arms lifted, her palms placed against his chest and ready to push away . . .

But she couldn't. Instead, she clenched her fists around his clothing, burying her face into his shoulder and taking deep breaths. She didn't want him close. She wanted to be alone. Didn't she? She kept saying it, but every time she thought it, she wanted to cling closer to someone.

"Why does it have to hurt? I don't want it to hurt anymore . . ."

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firebender
2008-07-13 11:04 pm UTC (link)

Zuko had been fully expecting her to shove him away. It seemed like something she would do and was prepared to right himself in mid-air so that he could avoid landing on his back on the floor--but she didn't. And his good eye went wide for a moment as she leaned into him and fisted his shirt. He swallowed and neutralized his expression, drawing back from her some and withdrawing one arm from around her. He held it near them both and bent a small flame into it, so that he could see her.

"Because life's unfair," he said bluntly, the last word accented by a small, almost bitter chuckle. "And it's hard and most of the time, it's not fun. But, I learned the hard way that you have to work through that pain in order to get to something else. It's going to hurt and you're not going to like it, but like I said, you'll survive. It's rough and it sucks, but eventually, it'll stop hurting."

His expression softened some.

"You just have to stop shutting out the world and let people in in order for that to happen."

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antabaka
2008-07-14 01:50 am UTC (link)

Asuka had been listening to his words quietly, her eyes looking up at him with a mixture of emotions. But his last words, despite the soft expression, made her tense. Letting people in wasn't something she'd ever done well and Cloud . . . Cloud had told her to do it. She'd done it for a moment and got hurt again. Shinji had told her to do it. She'd just ended up with him almost killing her. Sakura had told her to . . . People told her to and it only left her in more pain.

Her jaw clenched and she let go of his shirt, shoving him away angrily and glaring down from her place on the bed. He had been doing so well, too. But boys were always stupid and messed everything up.

"You know nothing."

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firebender
2008-07-14 02:12 am UTC (link)

Zuko hadn't been expecting her to react that way, thus had been unprepared for her shoving him away. He'd thought he'd gotten though to her, but apparently he was wrong about that. Her walls were a lot thicker than anticipated. He stumbled backwards and fell off the bed, flat onto his back with an OOF as the impact expelled the air from his lungs. He recovered quickly, though, ever the experienced fighter and having been knocked down much harder before.

And now, Zuko was angry. That calm, soft expression he'd been donning just moments before was now replaced with narrowed eyes and a scowl. He seethed flames through clenched teeth, momentarily illuminating the room, and was back on the bed in an instant. Once again, he seized her arms and pressed her back against the wall. He was closer this time, near enough so that he could feel the puffs of her breath on his skin.

"I know nothing, huh?" He echoed. "You're wrong. I do know something. And you want to know what that is, Asuka? You're a scared, spoiled, stuck-up little girl, who thinks she understands everything about the world and people around her, but really doesn't. And that scares you most of all, I think. That you don't get everything."

Zuko inclined his head closer. "The question is: what are you doing to do about it?"

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antabaka
2008-07-14 01:04 pm UTC (link)

Asuka was prepared when he went to pin her, but her actions were still so fluid and off beat that she wasn't able to push him away in time to avoid being pinned. She struggled this time, teeth clenched, and her eyes set in a firm glare as he spoke. She was no longer broken but furious and wanted nothing more then to beat the ever loving crap out of Zuko at that exact moment.

His words managed to produce a soft, almost dangerous sounding guttural noise that could have been described as a growl and she shoved at him once more, attempting to get him away from her. She didn't want to listen to his words - no matter how true they may or may not have been.

"Shut up! You don't know anything about me." The words came out almost as a hiss, her eyes locked on his, the obvious anger flickering behind them - a complete change from the emptiness that had been there previously.

She too put her face slightly closer to his so that now they were mere centimeters apart. A teasing smirk played on her lips for a second and she let out a cruel chuckle. "Maybe you've got it all wrong. I bet you're just projecting, Princess."

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firebender
2008-07-14 01:34 pm UTC (link)

He held her tight as she struggled. Zuko had wrestled his sister in his youth and Asuka was no Azula. This was nothing. If he could count himself among the only five people in history to escape from the Boiling Rock and live, he could handle a redheaded girl throwing a temper tantrum. Sages, was this how he'd acted during the first round of his banishment? It was a wonder his uncle didn't throw him overboard.

She was pissing him off more than ever now and he felt the sudden urge to bend at her. And if this had been year earlier, he probably would have. The boy who'd lived on that ship and hunted the Avatar cared nothing about those he hurt and let out his anger when he felt like it at whoever was around. But, even if he felt Asuka did deserve it, he wouldn't bend flames at her.

But that didn't mean he wasn't going to use his bending to heat his hands so that his touch was now warmer than usual, though not to the point of burning her. No. Never burning. After Day of Black Sun and being burned himself...he'd never wish that sort of pain on anyone. Not even her.

"I am not projecting! If you paid any attention to what I just said you would have clued into the fact that I hav--HAD father issues. Not mother issues. My mother may have left a long time ago, but I got over that, just as I got over the fact that my mass murdering bastard of a father would never love me. And you need to deal with your issues!"

He drew in another centimeter, golden eyes bright. "And don't call me princess,--" He grasped for a name to taunt her with and settled on a Toph-ism that the blind earthbender used when Katara was being bitchier than normal. "--sweetness."

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antabaka
2008-07-14 02:00 pm UTC (link)

She let out a laugh - both at his attempt of an irritating nickname and his retaliation. Asuka was not known for being a nice person - especially not when she wanted people to leave her alone so she could shut out the world. She was a bitch through and through and she would likely be the first to admit it. It was usually the laughter that got to people - her obvious mocking, the biggest clue that she wasn't going to take anything seriously. It was her defense mechanism, in all reality, but no one ever looked at it that way.

"Mama's just the icing on the cake - it'd take a lot more then some Princess lecturing me on his life story after all the shit I've been through isn't going to make how I deal any different." She hadn't noticed how close her face had gotten to his until she felt her lips almost brush against his skin as she talked. She didn't jolt back, though, as it would've shown some sort of weakness in her. And she was not about to do that with Zuko.

"Just because I'm not all together right now doesn't mean I'm not dealing."

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firebender
2008-07-14 02:11 pm UTC (link)

Zuko's brow knitted together so tightly it hurt. Why did she have to be so Angi-forsaken frustrating!? He was quickly growing tired of this game of moose-lion and elephant-mouse. She was going around in circles with her worlds and it was driving him mad.

"It's--"

He felt her lips brush against his skin and whatever he'd been about to say died in his throat. The prince wasn't sure what made him do it; if it was the intensity of the situation, their proximity, or his habit of doing the most indecorous thing at the most inappropriate times...

"Just shut up."

And with that, he seized her lips with his own.

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antabaka
2008-07-14 02:18 pm UTC (link)

To say that she had been surprised by the action would have been an understatement. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers at first, a small "Mmph!" of what could have been objection releasing from her. What surprised her more then the kiss, however, was the fact that she was noting he wasn't very bad at it. It wasn't as awkward as it had been with Shinji, but not quite as romantic as it had been with Cloud.

There was something more. . . carnal to it. Something that had likely built up from their hatred and anger towards one another.

So, rather then sit there like an idiot, she snapped her eyes shut, her arms going around his neck before she pushed herself against him lightly, returning the kiss in what she hoped wasn't a timid way.

Having been only the third kiss of her entire sixteen years alive, well . . . She wasn't quite sure just how to take control of those sorts of situations.

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firebender
2008-07-14 04:37 pm UTC (link)

She wasn't resisting him. In fact, she'd brought herself closer to him when he'd let go of her arms, even going as far as to wrap her around about his neck. Zuko grinned against her lips and brought his arms up--one circling her waist, pulling her flesh against him, and the other coming up cup her cheek for a moment before he slid his fingers into her red locks.

Zuko had kissed girls before, had even had a girlfriend for a while, and none of them had complained about him being bad at it. Though, he'd never kissed anyone in the way he was kissing Asuka right now: hungrily with an intensity he hadn't known he was capable of. His lips moved over hers quickly, tongue snaking out to trace her own, taking her bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it for a moment. Drawing away from her mouth, he trailed his lips across her cheek and jaw to her neck.

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antabaka
2008-07-14 06:04 pm UTC (link)

When she pulled away from the kiss, she took in a small gasp of air before letting out an almost disappointed whimper. As he trailed his lips over her and down to her neck, however, a hand slid up from his back, over his neck, and she tangled it into his hair, gripping gently.

Kisses had definitely . . . not been like this before.

Feeling the ground wobbling some beneath her, she was reminded that they were still standing on the bed, and she groaned some in displeasure. "Baka . . . It's . . . It's hard to stand like this . . ." she murmured. Only she would take a moment like that and call someone an idiot. But kind words didn't exactly come easily to her.

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firebender
2008-07-14 06:38 pm UTC (link)

Zuko, for once, didn't snap at her choice of words. Instead, he merely drew back some and seized her with his arms, lifting her up bridal style for a moment, then dropping softly to his knees and laying her down on the bed so that she was no longer standing on the unstable surface of the mattress.

He was next to her, and put one of his hands on the other side of her form, leaning over her.

"Better?"

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antabaka
2008-07-14 06:56 pm UTC (link)

It had certainly been a much swifter movement then anything she'd been expecting. With her previous "boyfriends," she would have either gotten a very clumsy flop onto the bed or, more then likely, them running off in fear after they realized that they'd been kissing a sixteen year old. That's what she got for liking older men, she supposed.

But Zuko wasn't in his twenties and he wasn't as much of a dork as Shinji. So she'd dubbed herself lucky.

Shifting some against the mattress, she made herself comfortable before answering. "Yeah. Much." And without another word, her arms went around him again, pulling him down and pressing her lips roughly against his once more.

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firebender
2008-07-15 01:17 am UTC (link)

The prince grinned when she confirmed that him moving her hadn't been a wrong move on his part and gladly started kissing her again when she brought his lips back to hers.

He wasn't sure what he was doing or why. She needed the comfort? He supposed so. He'd been lonely, after leaving home and feeling alienated within the Avatar's group. It wasn't until just recently that he'd started to bond with the Avatar and was getting along really well with Sokka, but then he was brought here. A world far more advanced than anything he'd ever seen, full of people who he was reluctant to mingle with, and no sign that he'd ever go back. This world had succeeded in making him feel like more of an outsider than his banishment and scar ever had. So, he supposed there was that, too.

Zuko shifted his weight so that he was now pressing against her more comfortably and rested all of his weight on his left arm and side, freeing his right hand. He brushed the backs of his fingers against her cheek as his lips moved against hers, bringing that hand lower to settling on her side, just above her hip, fingers digging into the fabric there.

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antabaka
2008-07-15 04:41 pm UTC (link)

His hands on her hips made her back arch gently, her own clinging to his shoulders and gripping the fabric in her fists. Why did it have to feel good? She would never be able to act like this never happened later - if only because she was pretty positive that Zuko wasn't going to let her forget. It seemed to be the way the minds of boys liked to work. At least, it was what she'd noticed.

She worked on pulling him closer, her body at this point shifting so it was now mostly underneath his, and her mind enjoying the closeness of all of it. She was a human like any other and the need for physical contact and affection was high - no matter how much she tried to deny it. She had a tendency to push people away when she needed love most - perhaps having someone she did nothing but argue with show her this sort of attraction was better then trying to get it from someone who continuously tried to care for her.

At least then she didn't have to act like she adored them or anything.

"S'hot in here," she muttered between kisses, her lips eventually moving from his to go across his jaw. She caught his earlobe in a gentle nip, before placing kisses along his throat.

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firebender
2008-07-16 01:26 pm UTC (link)

A strange, soft, guttural, yet breathy, sort of noise escaped Zuko's throat when she nipped his earlobe, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through him that felt very similar--but so much better--to redirecting lightning. Something coiled in the pit of his stomach and he realized that he was enjoying this more than he intended. He'd come in here to scream at her and get her to stop acting like an idiot and somehow that had landed him on top of her with her lips at his neck and her saying things she really shouldn't be saying to a teenage boy who was finding it harder and harder to form coherent thoughts and ignore his raging hormones; especially with the attention her lips were giving his skin.

The hand at her hip raised some and his fingers curled around the hem of her blouse and tugged upward gently, enough to expose the slightest hint of skin.

"Maybe you're wearing too much," he said near her ear, his voice lower, huskier than usual.

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antabaka
2008-07-16 02:09 pm UTC (link)

A slight moan was given against his neck when she felt him tug at her shirt. It was quiet, as though she were almost ashamed to have made the noise in the first place, but she was able to ignore it and gave him a nod, her lips still tracing kisses over his neck, teeth nipping at the flesh where it met his shoulder.

Was it supposed to ache like this? Or was she supposed to feel slightly dizzy? "P-probably," she stuttered out, her back arching some so that he could have an easier time helping her out of the shirt.

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firebender
2008-07-16 02:23 pm UTC (link)

Zuko swallowed hard--at the sound she made, what she was doing to his flesh, and the fact that she'd just given him permission to take her blouse off. What was he doing? It wasn't like he hadn't done anything of the sort before, but that had been with a girl who'd helped out in the galley of his uncle's ship, and the elder, seventeen-year-old girl had done so out of pity for the the then-fourteen-year-old prince, and he'd been so angry and frustrated with the world that he'd indulged clumsily in what the girl offered. It had only happened the one time and hadn't gone that far since--hell, Mai had never let him go beyond kissing and light touches. Why was Asuka?

Because she needed it, he reasoned. And maybe he needed it, too.

"It's hard to focus when you're doing that, sweetness," he said in that same low, husky tone, and drew up some, away from her.

Whether he did it as a way of showing her that he was willing to do the same or simply because he wanted to was unclear, but he first removed his own shirt before attending to Asuka's. He leaned over her, tending to the buttons, undoing them from the bottom and up, sliding the fabric off her shoulders and pulling it out from under her to be tossed aside with his own.

The prince grinned and bent back over her, returning his lips to hers and placing his hand on the flesh of her now-exposed side.

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antabaka
2008-07-16 09:11 pm UTC (link)

Asuka didn't blush very often, but she couldn't help but do so very lightly as he unbuttoned his shirt. Perhaps it was because she was embarrassed about the scars that littered her abdomen, or the large one that she always kept covered on her right arm - or maybe it was because she had noticed her eyes were lingering far too long on his torso and she couldn't help but notice just how attractive he was without a shirt. Whatever it was, she knew full well that the longer she thought on it, the darker her cheeks would turn, and she tried her best to fight it back. The pink managed to spread down over her chest lightly - the curse of being a redhead was that you tended to blush all over.

A sharp, shaky breath was taken when she felt his skin against hers, but she immediately kissed him back, her tongue sliding over his lips as she pulled him closer to her. Her nails slid up his back, before finally her hands rested on his shoulders, her hands holding him tightly.

She was suddenly noting it was actually quite a bit hotter without her blouse. So much for the theory of wearing too much clothing.

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firebender
2008-07-16 09:32 pm UTC (link)

Zuko pulled his lips away from hers again, trailing kisses down to her left, bare shoulder. He raised the hand that was at her side to her arm, fingers brushing along the scar that he hadn't known existed until now. Indeed, she'd kept it well hidden and it just to show him that yes, she was a fighter. He'd been right about that much, at least he thought he had. The prince had no qualms with touching the blemish, for he'd spent the past four years of his life with a scar that covered most of the left side of his face. At least she had the ability to hide hers.

Seizing her arm with one hand and her side with his other, Zuko pulled her flush against him and rolled onto his back, so that she was now on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her, one hand coming up to tangle in her hair as he brought her lips back to his.

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antabaka
2008-07-17 02:27 pm UTC (link)

Her breath was at that point coming in slightly heavier pants, one hand rising to tangle into his hair again as he kissed down across her shoulder. She should have yelled at him, should have called him a pervert and informed him that he should stop right there, and yet the thought wasn't even crossing her mind. She flinched as he touched her scar on instinct and almost went to pull it away, but before she could even get a chance he had gripped it.

She let out the tiniest of gasps as he rolled them over, her free hand leaving his hair to be placed on the side of the bed to support herself some when she was fully on top of him. She looked down at him, still breathing heavily, but very eagerly returned to kissing him when he pulled her down to do so.

Her hands moved down over his chest as they kissed, playing at his sides and sneaking some under the waist band of his clothing teasingly before they went back up to more "appropriate" sections of his torso. Her lips finally broke away from his once more, placing soft kisses over his neck and shoulders, before finally laying some upon his chest.

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firebender
2008-07-17 02:48 pm UTC (link)

Zuko hadn't expected Asuka to be this bold--jumping slightly when her fingers slipped beneath the fabric of his pants and made a noise he would deny later as sounding anything like a purr. The way her hands felt as they moved across his flesh was intoxicating and it was easy to forget that he was doing this, whatever this was or would become, with someone he could barely stand to be in the same room with. As long as she kept touching him like that and kissing him, that didn't matter.

In a bold move of his own, the prince brought the hand that was in her hair down, trailing his finger tips across her spine until they came to rest on the clasp of her--

He stopped, feeling the odd fabric and the metallic clasp that was where plain, white wrappings should have been. Zuko fiddled with it a moment, tugging and pulling and trying to work it undone. It wasn't his fault they didn't have bras in his world.

Zuko moaned involuntarily again as she kissed his chest, finding his voice with some difficulty to ask, "...how the hell do I get this off?"

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antabaka
2008-07-17 11:11 pm UTC (link)

She had shivered at the feeling of his hands running down her spine, but the feeling had stopped when he started to fiddle with the clasps and found himself not able to break them apart. Asuka tried her best to not roll her eyes or laugh at him. The latter was stifled, but as she sat up straight, it was very clear that she had not managed to fight the eye roll in the slightest. Bending her arms behind her, she grabbed the clasps, freeing them with ease and arched a brow down at him.

"Better?" she said teasingly, pulling the small piece of fabric away and tossing it to the side with their shirts. She fought the urge to cross her arms over her chest, knowing that it would just make her look self-conscious and . . . typically female. So instead, she leaned forward, pressing her bare skin against his and giving him another kiss.

"I never got why boys have such a hard time with those things."

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firebender
2008-07-17 11:31 pm UTC (link)

Zuko let out a breathy moan as the skin of her now-exposed chest pressed against his own, arms coming up to wrap around her as his hips rose to meet hers out of reflex. That, of course, only caused him to make another one of those sounds and he turned his head, pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek and whispered, "The girls in my world wrap themselves with bandages," as way of explanation for why he couldn't get her bra off.

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antabaka
2008-07-17 11:36 pm UTC (link)

She would have frowned at the though and gone on about how torturous that must have been, but she'd been too focused on the way it had felt when his hips met hers. She had a sharp intake of breath, her eyes shutting some as she let out a quiet moan of sorts.

It had shut down her thought process.

"Oh. Kay," was all she managed to get out, clearly not having registered a word he said.

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firebender
2008-07-17 11:46 pm UTC (link)

Zuko smirked near her ear, his ego flaring at the effect he was having on her. He was pretty sure that by this point, she could feel what she was doing to him--especially when he pushed his hips up, which he did so again for good measure--as it was now beyond the point where he would have been able to hide it.

His hands slipped to her shoulders, palms and fingers kneading the flesh there for a moment before trailing down her sides. His fingertips brushed the sides of her breasts and went down to where the fabric of her skirt started, then back up, settling on her shoulders once more.

"You're driving me crazy," he said into her ear, "do you know that?"

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antabaka
2008-07-18 12:11 am UTC (link)

Why? Why did he have to do that again? She was going to deny for the life of her that she liked how it felt, but it was hard to do when it caused the same moan to escape from her twice with the action, and this time she had pushed her hips down gently against his as he had rose up. One hand gripped his arm lightly, the other scrunching up the sheet in her fist, and she bit her lip to stop from making any other noise as he continued to tease her with his fingers.

Stupid. Hormones. Yes, that's what it was. It was her hormones.

"I'm told. . . I'm good at that. . ." she managed to force out, her eyes opening for a moment as she looked into his. "But," she paused before slid her hand down his side, her fingers resting at the line of his pants and her nails tracing teasingly over the skin there, "Usually for different reasons."

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firebender
2008-07-18 12:28 am UTC (link)

For whatever reason, the tiniest hint of logical thought that was left functioning in Zuko's brain pestered him enough to reach down and seize her wrist. He held it very losely and didn't remove her fingers from their place--and sages, he wasn't going to admit how much he liked it being there--but he felt that he should at least warn her. For things were getting to the point where he wasn't going to be able to stop himself...or if told to stop, would probably indulge in his temper and something would end up on fire. More than likely, the bed.

"Sweetness," he breathed, pushing his head back into the pillows as far as it would go to be able to see her face, "if you keep that up, I'm not going to be able to stop."

It was, in his own way, a means of asking permission and reassurance. Did she really want to do this? He wouldn't force himself on anyone, no matter how riled up he'd gotten. If she didn't want to, he'd stop, but if she did...he had no qualms with continuing.

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antabaka
2008-07-25 12:14 am UTC (link)

When he seized her wrist, her eyes snapped open to look up at him, her forehead wrinkled in very obvious confusion. The fact that he was stopping her was about to make her call him a pathetic idiot and order him to get out of her room, but the words that followed - with his apparently new nickname at the start - made her pause and almost. . . smile weakly. She'd never had someone actually care enough to ask if she was comfortable with something.

Not that she could recall, anyway.

She wasn't sure how to answer and her uncertainty flashed in her eyes for a moment. She was, after all, a virgin and she wasn't sure if it was logical to lose it to someone she didn't even like. Was she too wrapped up in her emotions? Was she just wanting to be touched and loved because she felt so abandoned? Those were both likely answers but neither seemed like a reason to stop, for some reason.

The latter idea had actually just made her want to continue.

Pausing, she leaned down so that her mouth was next to his ear, a smirk on his lips as she whispered, "What makes you think I want you to?"

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firebender
2008-07-25 01:10 am UTC (link)

Zuko didn't know what he expected her answer to be, just that he wanted her to give him a definite answer. Not to tell him that she didn't know and leave it up to him to decide whether or not he was going to continue this. But, she didn't. She told him, in a way that he viewed as more seductive than it was intended, and promptly seized her arms and rolled her over again.

On top once more, the prince returned his lips to hers, kissing her with an intensity he'd been keeping in check before now. His tongue snaked out to trace her lips and pass between them to touch her teeth. One arm propped him up from putting all of his weight on her. He may've been thin, but muscle weighed more than most thought. He pushed his hips into hers, not bothering to stifle the sound he made against her lips and brought his free hand up to tentatively touch one her breasts.

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antabaka
2008-07-25 09:48 pm UTC (link)

The sudden switch in positions caused something akin to a giggle to rise up from her throat, though it was silence immediately when he kissed her. She opened her mouth to him happily when she felt his tongue touch her teeth, her own sneaking out to meet his. Her hands moved up to his shoulders before sliding gently down his back, pulling him as close to her as she could for just a moment as she rose her hips as he pushed down. The moan came from her freely this time, muffled only due to his lips being against hers.

A sharp in take of breath was given when she felt his hands move up, her nails digging slightly into his back in an attempt to urge him to be a little less timid. She hadn't thought touching could feel so good before - it always seemed like such a bother and kissing only made her nose feel itchy when she felt someone breathing against her. But Zuko was proving very quickly that she had been wrong - that this could feel good and that she had been silly to think otherwise.

Moving her leg, she hooked it gently around his waist, pushing him down against her again, wanting to feel more of him. Her hands moved away from him, one arm snaking between them as she attempted to undo the clasp of her skirt on her own. It was lying piled up against her hips and she thought it was nothing more then useless fabric at this point.

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firebender
2008-07-25 10:11 pm UTC (link)

There was no way that Zuko was able to tell, at this point at least, that she was a virgin--that she'd only ever kissed before. He had been gentle at first, taking things slow out of a need to not scare her and not let himself get too wild. This was only the second time he'd ever done this and it had been three years since. The girl had gone slow with him, so that was all the prince really knew aside from what he was doing on instinct, but Asuka apparently wanted him to go faster. Be firmer.

And so he did, taking hold of the breast he'd been lightly stroking and cupping it in his palm, massaging that mound of flesh as his mind shifted to focus on what her hand was doing between them. He realized she was trying to remove more clothing and resisted the urge to chuckle against her lips at her enthusiasm. Pulling his mouth from hers, he trailed his lips across her cheek and jaw to her neck, down to her collarbone as his hand slipped away from her breast and to her side, moving down to where her skirt was.

He got on his knees, to the right of her, trailing his lips lower to valley between her breasts, his fingers taking hold of the skirt's hem and trailing his fingers along the band until he found the clasp. Undoing it, he eased the fabric down and across her hips, all as he kicked off the boots he'd still been wearing. He drew away from her upper body to draw the rest of the skirt off of her, tossing it to the floor with the other garments they'd already shed.

Zuko paused before moving back down to her, bending a flame into his hand to get a better look at her in the dim light. He'd never really noticed before just how attractive she was, his hatred for her words and attitude preventing him from seeing anything beyond that. But, she really was beautiful. He'd never tell her though, but he would give her the slight smile--and Zuko did not smile often, especially not in this place--that danced on his lips for a moment before he snuffed his flame, bending back over her.

This time, his lips found one of her nipples and his hand went to her hip, his tongue and fingers toying with her, teasing her.

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