nothing stands between us here

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It's time for another round of room exploring with Noatak and Lu Ten!

Lu Ten is taking the lead this time, half humming, half singing a few snatches of songs under his breath. He can't remember more than a few lines of each of them, so in the end it's just a jumble of random folk songs, popular tunes, and snippets of a few picture shows.

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"Sweet spirits, Noatak," he says, roughly, "do you know how sexy you are? Do you know what you do to me?" Groaning, he can't help thrusting into Noatak's mouth, though he's not so far gone that he uses the hand tangled in the waterbender's hair to keep him there.

It's too much effort to keep his eyes open, and as he squeezes them shut he can't decide whether the though of Noatak doing this with other men is a turn-on or not. "Amon."

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Noatak wouldn't mind.

Oh--

Oh, spirits, his own erection is getting uncomfortable. He pulls away, just enough to free his mouth. "Lieutenant," he growls. "Look at me."

And, eyes still on Lu Ten's, he takes him in as deep as he can.

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The feel of Noatak's breath against his skin is nearly unbearable. "Hey," he chuckles as he opens his eyes again, "what about proving your-- oh fuck!"

He'll never close his eyes again, if Noatak will just keep doing that. And his thrusts become wilder, more urgent now--

"Noatak," he gasps, breaths loud and heavy. "Amon..."

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Oh, he is--every move he makes is for Lu Ten.

But Amon can take a hint.

One hand gripping Lu Ten's knee, the other holding the base of his cock, Noatak begins to move faster. His eyes are watering slightly, but he blinks it away--he won't break his Lieutenant's gaze.

He should have done this years ago. Real scars or not.

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He can't think of words anymore. He can't- Breathlessly, he buries both hands in Noatak's hair, crying out in wordless moans so he doesn't say something stupid, something he can't take back.

Noatak's eyes, Noatak's face are the loveliest things he's ever seen, his stupid silky hair, the sensation of his lips on his cock - even his scars, real or not, anywhere. And he's wanted this for so long, even when he hated him, and it hurt--

Loyalty will have to satisfy Lu Ten, because it's foolish to hold out for lo-

He can't hold back anymore. With a final, rough thrust into Amon's mouth, he comes.