Birth Of Fire

Barely even Friends

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Katara kept her mouth shut about her suspicion for the next couple of days that followed. But Aang was starting to noticeably get more and more fidgety.

Katara watched him as he stepped into the kitchen to look through the stored food, all his favorites were there, yet he gave an unsatisfied huff and closed the door. He would walk out of the kitchen to go sit by Zuko for a while but after half an hour or so he would be walking right back into the kitchen to look for food and leave empty-handed.

Katara knew that she just fed Aang a little while ago, was he still hungry? Luckily the throwing up had stopped a day ago, but now it was like he was a bottomless pit. He seemed unable to get enough food.

Aang was totally beside himself, his stomach felt full but he wanted food. He was hungry and craving, and need, but he couldn't figure out what it was he needed.

He leaned down and rested his head in Zuko's lap, feeling exhausted. Toph brought him some water upon his request and he chugged it. But no matter how much water he drank, he still felt that bitter ache in his stomach as it begged for something.

He felt heavy, like a rock. Body aching and unable to move much.

He was so hungry though.

He turned his face and pressed his nose into Zuko's thigh, breathing him in.

He smelt really good.

Subconsciously, Aang sat up and threw a leg over to the other side of Zuko's hip, resting there. He ignored Zuko's surprised face and buried his nose in the elder's neck. Something about Zuko's scent was different, it was sweet and even more addicting then he remembered.

Aang hummed as he sniffed him, whatever this new thing was, he smelled delicious. His hot skin and the way his muscles felt against his body was driving him mad. The Airbender felt hands land on his hips and the feel of them excited him so much that he mindlessly poked his tongue out and licked along the side of his mate's neck.

"Aang? What are you doing?" Zuko asked curiously, Aang's mind was fuzzy and he wasn't sure Aang even knew the answer to that question. It was like he was only acting upon impulse, everything he did was completely unexpected. He didn't know where this would lead, but he wasn't sure how comfortable he was doing anything sexual right in the living room where anyone could walk in on them.

Aang continued to nip and suck at Zuko's neck as he felt the grip on his hips tighten, he couldn't help it; he wanted Zuko. Something was burning and coiling inside him as if trying to reach a hand right out his throat and tear off a piece of Zuko. He felt desire start to build up in the firebender and was just about to bite into the skin he nipped at, probably really hard too, but Katara walked into the living room and gasped.

Aang detached himself and side glanced Katara as if her presence didn't bother him much. Which it didn't seem like it did when he hardly made a move to get off of Zuko.

The waterbender stared at Aang, his eyes were darker and reminded her of a feral animal, not like him. But a couple seconds later as the awkward silence progressed, the light returned to the grey of his eyes.

Aang blushed, realizing what he was doing, what he was going to do and that he had been caught.

He quickly got off of Zuko, standing up and rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous smile.

A few seconds after he got up, dark spots clouded his vision and his knees felt wobbly. He put a hand on Zuko's knee to steady himself as he blinked and shook his head.