Imagine Zuko stripping Suki out of her robes, laying her down on the sheets of his bed, teasing her strong warrior body with his mouth and hands, moving over her neck, over the slope of her breasts.
Imagine her nipples stiffening as he closes his mouth around them, his breath hot with fire as his hands grasp her strong but supple thighs, tracking up to the heat of her pussy only for her lips to open wet around his fingers.
Imagine him entering her, her pussy opening to take in his royalty, back arching up from the bed as his heat fills her, his thrust powerful, even arrogant, bred over generations to be a great fire bender, and as a result so much more than a normal man.
Imagine every thought slipping out of her head as he thrusts into her, not just making love to her, but claiming her, her body giving up to him, eager for him. As her warrior spirit surrenders to her body crying out in pleasure.
Imagine him going deeper than any man has ever been, his fire flooding her. As sounds come out of her that are unrecognizable to her own ears. She can't even think as he takes her, she can only feel his fire and the burning need for something else.
Imagine him beginning to grow tense, about to draw out only for her legs to lock him in place, her body demanding his seed, needing it.
Imagine her lips parted to moan and her eyes rolling over white as he gasps deep inside of her, a fire so intense she thinks she'll die pumping into her.
Imagine his seed spilling out of her billowing pussy lips as he pulls out, as she shudders, her whole body glowing, one last echo of pleasure running through her.
Imagine being Sokka standing outside for the last three minutes, waiting to surprise her, arriving weeks early.
