[Rewriting) Keeping the fire close [Zuko × Sokka]

Happy at last

Seven years had gone by, Aang had learned both earth and fire bending and defeated the fire Lord, giving Zuko the throne at nineteen. Katara had still felt a tinge of hatred in her heart for her brother's lover, but she was starting to see that the young prince had only been born into the nation that destroyed her village.

Katara, twenty-three, and Aang, one hundred and twenty-one, had gotten together, Toph, twenty-one, teased them about it; but Katara would tease the blind bender back and say that she was only jealous because she couldn't find someone. To which said blind bender always responded with something along the lines of, 'please, I'm better on my own anyways.'

Zuko, twenty-five and Sokka, twenty-four were sitting in their bedroom, laying in each other's arms; enjoying the silence that soon made the two of the them bored out of their minds. Sure they had grown up and married two years ago, but they were still very immature when by themselves and their friends. They wanted and needed to do something, but it was passed midnight, the nightly guards were patrolling the halls like normal in case someone had ill intent against the Lord and tried to act upon it.

They had no idea on what to do, they sighed almost in unison, then Sokka sat up and looked down at his lover who had grown his hair out; much longer than he had ever seen it. It wasn't a bad look on the young Lord, whenever it was up in the traditional Fire Lord bun with the royal headpiece.

The young Lord looked up to his lover and gently traced the fire emblem scar on Sokka's shoulder, frowning a little bit, remembering what he had done to the poor twenty-four year old when they had first met.

"C'mon, stop frowning like that, you're gonna get wrinkles," the younger male said quietly and leaned towards his older swain, placing a gently kiss to his forehead, cupping his cheek and caressing it gently with his thumb.

"I still can't believe you forgave me for what I've done to you," this caused a very exaggerated groan from Sokka, pushing himself up and away from the fire lord. "This again? C'mon Zuko, we've been over this, it's alright. Really it is."

This subject has been brought up a lot, it absolutely annoyed the younger of the two that Zuko still felt extremely guilting for treating him the way that he did, but the warrior understood that the young lord had just been very angry and felt very rejected.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry," golden eyes closed for a little bit before the owner sat up and cupped the face of the man that had completely turned his world upside down. "I'd like to go outside, would you like to walk with me?" This caused the food obsessed man smile and nod, holding onto his lover's pale wrists gently, "yeah! You'll just have to tell the guards we don't want any visitors," he let go of one of the slightly bruised wrists and placed a hand on the other's thigh, leaning forward to kiss his neck gently.

"Come now, I really do wish to go outside," the lord breathed out deeply while placing a hand on the back of Sokka's neck, leaning backwards slightly. "Besides, you've already done a number on me. I deserve a break," he hinted at the bruising on his wrists from being tied a little tightly, at his shoulders and collar bones riddled with healing bites and hickeys, his hips that had scabs going in all directions due to the younger being to rough when pulling at the older's hips.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, but you know you enjoyed it," blue eyes closed as the owner rested his chin on his lover's shoulder; wrapping his arms around his hips before pushing him down. "I don't wanna go outside anymore, I'm tired." He forced out a yawn and gently nippled at the pale neck in front of him.

Zuko sighed playfully and brought his hand up to play with dark brown hair, catching a couple knots as he did so. "Fine, I suppose the walk can wait." He teased a little bit and hummed happily at the feeling of his lover creating new love marks. "Baby, you really need to start putting those in different places,"

Sokka snickered a little bit and gently grilled Zuko's inner thigh making his breath hitch gently, "like here~?" "Y-yes, I suppose. But not now, you said you were tired." This earned a sigh from the younger man, nodding a little whilst he smiled, "I love you." He placed one last kiss on his lover's clothed shoulder and settled down, ready to sleep.

This made the lord smile, kissing his swain's temple before looking over to the single candle that illuminated the room, blowing it out after pulling the covers over them. "Goodnight Sokka." He laid down and held the man he had once hurt close, as if this were all a dream.