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Rebecca Hb. ([personal profile] beckyh2112) wrote2010-08-01 03:54 pm

Demon'Verse, Round Two

Now that I've got a better idea of the history, I can take more free-ranging prompts. Plus I've got some surprises tucked away that I want a chance to spring on people.

Two requests, four to [livejournal.com profile] suzukiblu, [livejournal.com profile] dark_puck, [livejournal.com profile] spyridona, [livejournal.com profile] gigabomb, and [livejournal.com profile] floranna. I reserve the right to fill one and call it done. If I don't like a prompt, I'm just going to skip it entirely.

Have at.

MEME IS CLOSED.

Zuko/Jee, limits

[identity profile] beckyh2112.livejournal.com 2010-08-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I like him."

Zuko squawked and snapped to his feet, flames igniting around his hands. Then he staggered as the ship rolled, his feet tangled in the pants he'd been in the middle of taking off, and he fell back on the bed.

His father looked down at him curiously.

Zuko closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Father," he gritted out, "What are you doing here?"

"I thought I would meet the man you're seducing into Hell." Father sat on the bed next to him, wings flicking open. "As I said, I like him. There's no other Hell-taint about him, and while he'd certainly have gone there for his actions in the war, he'll be there much longer and more painfully now."

Father smiled, eyes bright with pleasure, while Zuko's stomach roiled.

"Wha- what?" He stammered. "It's just sex, Father, there's nothing wrong with sex!"

"Of course not." Father reached out to pat his scalp, and Zuko rolled away from his touch. As happy as Father was, he'd make Zuko want things he shouldn't want-

His pants were already painfully tight.

"However," Father continued, "he is a man under your command, and he has a man three times your age while you are yet a youth. If you were fully adult, it would be less damaging, but given how much he ought to know better..."

Wings shifted with a shrug.

Zuko cringed. Father was right, he was- He was sullying the lieutenant, making things worse for a man who'd never begrudged him being a half-demon.

He couldn't go back to Jee, not knowing this. He couldn't-

(The scrape of stubble with Jee's kiss, the slow push of his cock into Zuko, grey eyes that never looked at Zuko as if he was anything more or less worthy than a human.)

He needed Jee too much.

He made himself sick.

"Such a fine young man you're growing into," Father said, pleased. "Your grandmother will be so proud of you."