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"Not this again." Zuko couldn’t help but mumble to himself when Sokka finally made his appearance in their bedchambers. Zuko had taken his leave from the festivities before Sokka had. The smile that graced his face when they made eye contact and Sokka wordlessly asked if Zuko wanted company. Zuko had shook his head, looking out at the party still in full swing as music played and guests mingled. Sokka liked parties, Zuko, on the other hand, did not. And so Zuko had left with another quick smile to Sokka, watching as he responded with his own and went back to speaking with the ambassadors from Omashu.
And now it was hours later. Hours later, when Zuko was relieved to change out of his formal regalia and did something much more simpler while he attended to the mineal work that he had put off to the side.
“Zukooooo.” Sokka’s speech slurred as he slumped over to where said boyfriend was currently sitting. The firebender looked over to the man next to him and couldn’t help but sighed as Sokka’s fingers tangled themselves in a lock of inky hair. he leaned close, hot air ghosting over sensitive flesh and Zuko couldn’t help but shiver as Sokka whispered “I love you.” He said and Zuko couldn’t find the smile that graced his lips.
“I love you too, Sokka.” He replied, turning in his chair so that he could properly face the younger man. Sokka folded into him, his weight now settled on his lap as his hands snaked around his shoulders as he pressed a kiss into the column of his neck. Gliding down to the hollow of his clavicle as he kissed him again. Zuko couldn’t help but bite back a laugh as Sokka brushed against a particularly ticklish spot.
“Looks like someone got into the cactus juice again, huh?” He asked, his smile still plastered to his face as Sokka let out a low sound of discontent.
“I’m not admitting to anything but that stuff's good.” He responded as Zuko’s hands rested on his hips, wanting nothing more than to bring the man impossibly closer to him. To merge their bodies into one and never let Sokka depart from him.
“You kinda just did.” Zuko replied, kissing Sokka’s lips again, the distinct taste of cactus juice on his lips and Zuko pulled back with a smirk.
“Fine.” Sokka responded with a huff, crossing his arms as best he could when sitting on the lap of the Firelord. “What does the punishment entail?” He inquired and Zuko thought for a moment.
He leaned in once more and stole another kiss, pulling away before Sokka could hold him hostage against his lips for the next hour. Not that Zuko would mind of course. “I think punishment is a harsh sentence.” He replied, leaning forward and kissing Sokka’s nose before retreating. “How about a healthy suggestion of a lot of water and an early trip to bed.”
“Would you join me in the suggestion?” Sokka asked as Zuko turned his body awkwardly for the pitcher of water he kept in his room, pouring it into a beautifully decorated glass and silently handing it to Sokka.
Sokka pouted for a brief second before taking the offered glass and downing the contents in one go. “You didn’t answer my question.” He accused his boyfriend.
“Of course. I would be more than happy to accompany you in my suggestion.” Zuko replied with a laugh, fixing his hold on Sokka before he stood up. The younger man gave out an indignant squawk as he was lifted. Zuko closed the short distance to their bed before settling down on the edge.
Sokka took advantage of the change in position to push Zuko down and kiss him once more. And maybe the cactus juice wasn’t so bad if it meant spending time with Sokka in their bed with nothing between them but their own lips and the soft bed sheets below them as they kissed.