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[beckyh2112]

It is time to balance my meme karma, since I've been abusing both suzukiblu and banditjoeykuba's awesomeness lately.

So I will be writing anything Avatar, Transformers: Deadzone, or Transformers: Animated in the comments. Including any AU I've babbled at you about. Or any AU you can think of. Or anything involving my OCs. (I will only write other people's OCs with their permission, so you'll have to get their permission first and have them communicate it to me.)

Restrictions:
- Three requests per person, unless I tell you you can ask for more
- If you ask for "So-and-so is awesome", I am putting my iPod on shuffle and writing to whatever song comes up first

Meme is closed.

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Avatar: Ozai/Zhao

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Zhao had read the description 'ivory-white skin' before, but he'd never seen anyone with skin like that. Yet the Fire prince's inner thighs truly were as pale and smooth as aged ivory.

Lady Ran's little illustrated novels liked to say firebenders had eyes like molten gold. His and Torao's both were amber, and Master Jeong Jeong's had been a smoldering yellow. Ozai, though, truly did have eyes bright and dangerous as gold in a crucible.

He could not take his eyes from the Fire prince's, not even to focus on that sinful mouth. 'Sinful' - another word he'd never thought could be applied to real people. But the first time he saw Ozai, he could not take his eyes from the man's mouth. His first fantasy of the prince involved that mouth wrapped around his cock.

Ozai's touch burned. The first time he'd touched Zhao, a flicker of fingertips across the back of his neck when he passed by in the mess hall, the lieutenant had flinched. Ozai's power was as beyond his as the sun was beyond a volcano, and Zhao could feel it in the way the prince's caresses left him feeling scorched.

("That doesn't happen," he'd said to Lady Ran after flipping to a random scene in one of her books.)

The candles guttered, but Zhao put a little more life in them as he slid into the prince. He wanted to see this, everything of this.

Ozai just smiled, and it took every ounce of self-control Zhao ever imagined he had not to sheathe himself to the hilt in that moment.

He left scratches and bruises on the prince, his fingers digging hard into white-burning skin, as he struggled to take it slow. Not for Ozai's sake - if the prince couldn't take a pounding, he shouldn't have flirted with a commonborn sailor - but for his own.

He wanted Ozai. And this little inspection tour of his ship would be over in two days. Then the prince would be gone, and Zhao planned to wring every last drop of this experience out of Ozai. He wouldn't damn himself by holding back on any angle.

There would be no forgetting the prince, but if he played his cards right, he would sate himself on Ozai.

The prince's fingers raked across his back, goading him, and he bit down hard on Ozai's shoulder to keep from giving in. He tasted copper, and Ozai snarled with something very like pleasure and thrust back against Zhao.

His mouth was bloody with royal blood when Ozai dragged him into a kiss.

"Quit dawdling, Zhao," the prince rasped when the kiss broke.

He smiled, and Ozai seemed to lose his breath for a moment. "What's the hurry, Your Highness? We've got all night."

Re: Avatar: Ozai/Zhao

[crystaldrake.livejournal.com]

Ohh Ozai/Zhao :)

Nicely written. Thanks.