✨ The Mercy of Magpies 《喜鵲之恩》 ✨
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Rating: M
Fandom: Avatar the Last Airbender
Pairing: Sokka/Zuko
Chapters: 2/15
Beta: @faux-fires
Tags: Alternate Universe - Space, Space Opera, Depictions of Violence, Minor Character Death, Dilf Zukka, War, Han solarpunk, loosely inspired by Red Cliff (dir. John Woo), Decolonisation, Ghosts, the narrative is haunted, Getting Together, Slow Burn, eventual sexual content (i prommy), BBL Ozzy, thematically relevant magpies, interplanetary old man yaoi saves the galaxy
Summary:
In the XXXth span of the galactic war against the Phoenix King, the Avatar, Master of the Four Elements, summoned his trusted advisor to his side…
Avatar Aang, prosecutor of the long war against the Fire Nation, tasks General Sokka with the recruitment of a secret friend hidden on his old home planet Emptiness II, razed a century ago. There, Sokka finds an impossible community, where peoples from all quadrants of the galaxy have taken root—headed by the Phoenix King’s own son Zuko. As he comes to trust them, Sokka becomes invested in the community. But war is barrelling towards them, and he must harness the spark between himself and Zuko to save Emptiness II… and the rest of the galaxy.
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cw: nsfw/nsft
ken sato, the baseball star that everyone adores! well...almost everyone.
he always shows himself tall and confident, arrogant for most people. he makes thousands of people swoon with a single wink or one of those filtry smiles with his pearly teeth.
that makes you wonder, how many of his fans would percieve him if they ever saw their biggest idol in this way.
on his knees, half naked and looking up at you like you're the one hanging the stars in the sky. there was, ken sato. you smile back at him and reach one of your hands to cup the side of his face. ken leans on it, shutting his eyes peacfully as he melts into your touch.
his big hands are caressing your bare legs with the most care. like you were a goddess to worship. when your hand moves to his hair, he leans his head on your lap, pressing his cold cheek -the one you didn't touch- on your warm skin.
"are you tired, kenji?" you ask, your hand traveling once again, now to the broad of his exposed back, and making circular motions around his skin, listening to the way his breath got steady.
"i'm never tired for you, baby" he answers in the sweetest tone, contrasting his husky voice that he uses to talk in interviews. he props his chin on your thigh to look up at you with those pretty puppy eyes and his cute smile.
your heart swells with love for him. dragging your thumbs through his cheekbones, both of you get lost in each others eyes for a little, before you whisper. "come here" and he obeys. standing from the floor, he takes a seat besides you on the expensive couch, and smiles into your lips as you drag him in for a kiss.
the kiss gets more heated with every second, and your hands started to caress his body until they're found inside ken's trousers.
it didn't take long before the room was filled with his moans as you stroke him fast and steady. he keeps on holding you, kissing you desperately as you were going to disappear. "please baby" he whimpered against your lips, slightly thrusting his hips into your closed fist.
"wanna cum, kenji?" you ask, nonetheless, smiling when he desperately nods. "do it baby. make a mess for me" he moans before kissing you again, finally allowing himself to release thick ropes of cum that end un shooting on his bare chest.
while he regulated his breathing, you placed kisses along his chest, giving sweet caresses to his waist with your thumb. he speaks. "can we make love?" he asks with those begging eyes.
"but-"
“I don't have any training stuff or games tomorrow” he replied before you even asked, and then flashed one of his charming smiles. "please?" he insists and you sigh.
like all his fans, you can't help but fall for his charms. but unlike them, only you can see the great ken sato cry from pleasure.
pretending like i didn't cry like a baby...
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