A/N this occurs in the AtLA Rewritten Edition 2 book before chapter 25, so if you like the dynamic, go check it out
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"Good morning," Zuko kissed Athlea on the forehead, pulling her closer. She smiled up at him. "The other idiots are gone. Can I come in, orr...?" He grinned.
She blinked and her hands moved and wrapped around him. "Of course," she said as she kissed his cheek and pulled him inside, closing the door after her.
Zuko smirked, spinning her around and pushing her up against her bedroom door. Athlea blinked, surprised. "Good," he said. He leaned down and kissed her neck, one hand in her hair. She tilted her head, a playful smile appearing on her face, one of her hands in his.
Zuko smiled against her skin, nibbling softly. She bit on her lower lip. "Maybe I was a little, uh, pent up from that cliffhanger last night." He shook his head, pulling her to the bed. "Just when you got out of your dress," he teased, giving her a playful shove on the bed.
"You're not the only one," she admitted with a soft giggle, tugging on his shirt, pulling him on top of her.
Zuko smirked, looking down at her before returning to kissing her neck. She tilted her head again as one of his hands slid up her ribs until it reached her breast. "Oh, really?" he murmured, giving her collar bone a nibble. She bit her lip again.
"Yes, really," Athlea whispered, her breath hot, a glint in her eyes.
Zuko chuckled, grabbing her hands and pinning them to the bed. She blinked, eyes wide with surprise. "Better for both of us, then." He leaned down and kissed her now-red cheek.
"Oh, is that so?" she asked teasingly, giggling softly.
"You're blushing." Zuko slid his hands underneath her shirt, his thumbs against her torso. "Let's, uh, get rid of some of these clothes, hm?"
Athlea bit down on her lower lip, her cheeks getting redder. She smiled, "I like your suggestion," she said with a nod, the playful look still on her face.
Zuko smirked and pulled her shirt off. He smirked up at her, leaning over and kissing the tops of her breasts, running his hands over her shoulders. She exhaled.
"We have to keep even," he said, pointing at her bare stomach. She blinked, Zuko then taking his own shirt off. He leaned back down, her skin warm against his.
Athlea looked away for a moment, her face still flushed. She faced him again, pulling him down as he was about to speak, her hands behind his neck as she closed her eyes and began to kiss him passionately and deeply. He kissed her back, his left hand on her jaw, his elbow below her shoulder, while his right slid over her bra, teasing her nipple through the fabric. She bit his lower lip, her lips parting. He grunted. "Fuck..." she whispered, a soft, quiet moan escaping her lips. He grinning against her lips, kissing her again, then moving to kiss below her ear and nibble; her eyes half-opened. He began to rub against her, still teasing her through her bra. Her hand slid down to grip his side. She bit on her lower lip to quiet herself, almost immediately failing to do so as her lips slightly parted. Zuko chuckled, letting out a soft groan. He slid his thumb up to her chin. "Nobody's here," he reminded her, "and I want to hear you." He bit her ear harder this time, pressing his hips against her, his hand sliding from her chin to her pants. A moan escaped her lips. He smiled. "That's better," he said, kissing below her ear again. He slid his thumb into the waistband, grinning. Her blue eyes remained on him, and she bit her lip again, reaching down to start taking his pants off. He blinked in surprise and she giggled; shortly after he grinned and slid his pants off. He pulled hers off as well, leaning back down and continuing to rub himself against her. He began kissing her neck on the other side. She moved one hand to his shoulder blade, bringing the other to her mouth and biting on her thumb. Zuko reached behind her as he kissed her lips softly, taking off her bra. He noticed her bit her thumb and grabbed her wrist, pinning it with his left hand again. He dropped her bra and moved to her nipple, sucking on it, his right hand teasing the other with two fingers yet again. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes for a brief moment, letting out another moan. He lightly brushed his teeth against her nipple, looking up at her again. She looked at the ceiling, then back at him. Zuko smiled, pressing a kiss to her chest between her breasts, his eyes on hers. His hands slid up along her hips, his fingers curling around the waistband of her panties and beginning to slowly pull them down.
