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“Okay, really funny, you can let me go now,” Jet said and squirmed uncomfortably from the tight ropes around his wrist. And feet. They had apparently learned from the last time.
“Really? I thought the whole point of breaking into our bedroom was for this?” Mai said, heavy on the sarcasm. “I mean, you keep coming in here while we’re busy, so how else were we supposed to interpret it?”
“You know that’s not why I’m here,” Jet seethed, “ I’m here to kill him,” he said and gave a pointed nod towards Zuko, who was sitting on the bed looking rather unbothered by Jet’s presence.
“And you know I can gag you just as easily as I tied you up, so unless you’re into that too I’d shut up right about now,” Mai said and let one of her knives grace along his throat.
Jet gulped. He wasn’t usually cowed by threats but he knew Mai didn’t make empty promises. It somehow didn’t make it any better that she was completely cool and confident despite being half-naked. She was bare from the waist up, and with a flick of her wrist, the knife was gone again, disappearing somewhere in her skirts. She stalked back over to her husband.
Mai leaned down to kiss Zuko and he reached up for her. Then Zuko caught Jet’s eyes over her shoulder and Jet swore he could see him smirk. That smug bastard.
Then he reciprocated Mai's kiss with passion. No way. They weren’t actually going to do that again, were they?
-
Jet had gotten everything confirmed about how crazy Fire Lords and their kin were the last time he had tried to break in. He had genuinely thought they were mad when the scary lady, now better known as Mai, had caught him in his attempt. Because instead of handing him over to guards, she had taken matters into her own hands.
Apparently Jet had timed his first assassination attempt really poorly because the Fire Lord had been preoccupied. Mostly with pleasing his wife, and she was not happy to be interrupted. That was the first time Jet had been bested by a completely nude woman and it was equally terrifying as it was hot.
If she hadn’t already been married to the worst person ever, he would have proposed right then and there. So he had a weakness for good fighters, what of it?
Zuko had of course recognised him and it had all gone downhill from there. Your ex-something breaking in to murder you in the middle of a good time didn’t seem to alarm him anywhere near as much as it should have. It also seemed like Mai knew who he was as soon as Zuko said his name out loud.
She had gotten a dangerous vibe about her when she heard it.
“He’s the guy you hooked up with in Ba Sing Se?” she had asked and Jet was sure he was about to be filleted by her knives. She looked ready to commit murder. “He’s the one who dumped you right?”
“Well in his defense, he thought I was a firebender,” Zuko said and shrugged. As if someone suddenly wanting to murder him was just a part of his daily routine.
“You are a fire bender…” Mai said and looked at the both of them like they were idiots.
“That’s what I said!” Jet half yelled, but quickly quieted down when another sharp knife got way too close to his face.
“Wasn’t he supposed to be dead?” She asked and looked at Jet as if that was somehow a fault on his part.
“Not that easy to kill, lady,” he spat and, wow, there was that knife again.
“You shut up, you’re already testing my patience a lot. Do you know how long it took me to get a night alone with him? You would think it would be a lot easier as his wife, but no, apparently every damn officer, lawmaker, and diplomat always needs just one more meeting,” she hissed and then turned back around to her husband.
Jet watched in mute horror as she straddled Zuko with no care for their audience.
“Mai? You want him to stay there while-” Zuko tried to ask, but got interrupted.
“You shut up and get back to what you were doing before.”
Zuko stared at her. Then at Jet. Then back at Mai and possibly failed to keep eye contact, which was fair enough. She was sitting on him half-naked and with her breasts right in the line of sight. He squinted at Jet skeptically.
“Really? With him watching?”
“You can show him what he’s missing out on.”
That had apparently been the right thing to say because it lit the metaphorical fire in Zuko’s eyes. Even from the brief time Jet had known him, he could tell that Zuko wasn’t one to pass up on a challenge. And if Zuko was a little bitter over how things had ended between them… well he wasn’t the only one!
The couple then proceeded to continue their night as if nothing had happened.
In front of him.
It was also a first for Jet to experience that level of discomfort and arousal at the same time. Even though he hated Zuko, he was still very much his type. And the two of them together? Absolutely horrible for Jet’s sanity.
When they had finally finished after some fun that required a serious level of stamina, Jet was so hard that it hurt and whatever rage he had arrived with had been turned into something else. He couldn’t put into words what feeling exactly, but when Mai had gotten up from the bed, loosened his restraints, and told him to scram… well he did. No questions asked. She was also still holding a knife for good measure.
There was no way he could have made himself stay and make some ridiculous attempt at killing the Fire Lord who was watching him naked from the bed. Jet practically threw himself out the window in his haste to get away.
-
And now he was here, stuck like this again.
He really, really had thought it would work this time. Mai being present was not part of the plan, but she was much harder to keep track of than a regular person. She also didn’t give a damn about being watched, if anything it looked like she was having fun with making Jet suffer through this a second time around.
Jet squirmed in his seat as Mai got back in bed. This time they had obviously been further into the night and he was pretty sure he had actually interrupted them mid-fucking. Zuko watched him with those eery golden eyes from the bed. After the initial surprised yell, he hadn’t said anything to Jet and the would-be-assassin frankly had no idea what the man was thinking.
Any normal guy would at least be somewhat perturbed by having someone slip in through their window in the middle of the night to kill them. Any normal guy would not still be sitting in bed, visibly hard, and calmly letting his wife take care of business.
Jet could not look away from it. Even in the low light, he could tell that Zuko’s cock was glistening and wet from whatever they had just been doing. He swallowed hard when Mai pushed Zuko down on his back and sat across his lap. Jet had the perfect view, so he could see her from behind when she positioned herself and sank down all the way to the hilt in one go.
He swore it was just the couple gasping at that, but if he did too… No one had to know. What were you supposed to do when two crazy and really hot people had sex right in front of you? Watching them was torture. He could see everything as Zuko slid in and out of her over and over, small gasps turning into moans, while Jet was just stuck bound to the chair with nothing.
His hips instinctively moved forward trying to get some friction, but it was pointless. Mai had been thorough in tying him down.
“We could try the thing we did last time?” Mai said with a breathy voice. She wasn’t entirely unaffected by riding Zuko, although it seemed like her thighs had no limits to how long she could go.
Zuko let out a loud groan at that suggestion. It made Jet more curious than he would ever admit to. What had they been up to that made him react like that?
“I could find it right now, make sure you get what you need.”
“Mai,” he gasped her name and his hand clutched her hips hard and he bucked up into her.
“Make me come and I’ll do it,” she promised. There was steel in her voice and no doubt that she would follow up if Zuko just gave her what she asked for.
“Yes, yes, I will, let me,” Zuko babbled and Jet was right there with him. No man would have been able to resist that promise. With formidable self-restraint, Zuko managed to slow them down and he pulled her off of him. Jet’s throat was dry as a dessert as he watched them part, slowly, as if neither were ready to stop. Mai moved up with shaky legs until she straddled Zuko’s face and it was obvious how eagerly Zuko pulled her down to his mouth.
The wet noises made it very clear what was happening even if Jet couldn’t see that part from where he was sitting. He knew how satisfying it could be to please a lover, but he had never had the chance to be with someone in a space where they could let go as much as the couple in front of him.
He was at once both deeply fascinated, horribly turned on, and unbearably jealous. Shit, he wasn’t even sure who he was the most jealous of. Mai went from giving soft small moans to being loud and Zuko had to be doing a good job. Jet could see her hips move in small twitches and suddenly she trembled and went completely still.
Jet tried to press his legs together, anything really that could give the tiniest bit of friction. He could feel a small wet patch on the front of his pants. Even with no one touching him, he was in a state of painful arousal.
Mai was slowly getting her breath back and meanwhile, Zuko was stuck in a similar state as Jet. His dick stood proudly, an almost angry red color, and a drop of liquid pooled on his stomach from the tip.
“Good job,” Mai praised him, still half out of breath. “You ready for yours?”
“Yes, you know I am,” Zuko answered.
“Which one do you want?” Jet wasn’t sure what Mai was talking about, but she had his undivided attention. Which one? Which one of what?
“The stone one,” Zuko replied eagerly, and Jet was getting confused now. What on earth kind of things were these two freaks getting up to in bed? He surely hadn’t heard of anyone bringing rocks into bed before. Maybe an earthbender could come up with creative uses for it, but it didn’t sound pleasant.
Mai went to the bedside table and pulled something out. Meanwhile, Zuko was left on the bed, spread out, bare, and with chin still wet from what he had just been doing. His eyes caught Jet’s and Jet froze. He should look away, but there was just no way he could. Zuko looked like something straight out of a wet dream while simultaneously being Jet’s worst enemy.
“You guys are crazy,” he hissed. He couldn’t deal with the fact that his ex-something was put on full display in front of him and acting way too cool and collected about it. The Zuko he had known, Lee, had still been a fumbling teenager who blushed when you stuck your hands in his pants. This was something else. “Is this some kind of weird revenge?”
“Revenge?” Zuko frowned at that. “For what?”
“For- For me dumping you?! Trying to send you to prison?” Jet asked hysterically.
“No, I don’t care about that. I knew you’d freak out if you found out I was a fire bender,” he said and shrugged as if he wasn’t flipping Jet’s worldview upside down.
It messed with his head and he had been too preoccupied to notice what Mai had found until she got back on the bed next to Zuko with something in her hand. It was cylindrical and smooth, made of some sort of pale stone.
“What the fuck is that?” Jet asked, but as the words left his mouth his mind put together the pieces. Somehow he couldn’t bring himself to the logical conclusion of what he was seeing right in front of him, because that would mean that Mai was about to use that on Zuko and…
She leaned down to kiss Zuko, who reciprocated and hummed into it.
“Want to give him a show?” she asked sultrily.
For the first time, Zuko looked uncertainly at Jet. “... What do you mean?”
“Like this,” she said and grabbed hold of his thigh, pulling it until he was spread open for Jet to see everything. Zuko made a small involuntary sound at that, but then his eyes fluttered closed when her hand slipped in between his legs. As in, her long pale finger pushed down under his balls, then lower and lower until they were between his cheeks.
Any functional thinking Jet had left went and died in a corner at the sight. He hadn’t even gotten around to touching Zuko like that!
“You don’t have to tease, you know I’m already fine from yesterday,” Zuko whined, but still pushed himself into her hand. Mai was giving him her undivided attention, stroking his cheek adoringly with one hand, while the other pushed two fingers inside him.
“I know, but I don’t like to rush,” she chided gently and there was a filthy wet sound as she thrust her finger in again. Something wet was glistening on them and the vision of her sitting next to Zuko who was looking more and more debauched by the second would forever be burned into Jet’s brain.
“You want this?” she asked and grabbed the stone cock with her free hand. Because there was no way it could be anything else based on the context. Then she pulled her fingers out, and Zuko gave a protesting moan before the fingers were replaced with the toy.
She rested the tip of it against his skin but made no move to put it inside. Instead, she teased him with it, dragging it slowly up and down.
“You sure you want this?” she asked and Jet wanted to yell at her that obviously he does, couldn’t she see how he was about to rip the sheets apart?
“Or… we can use him,” she said and suddenly looked over her shoulder straight at Jet. He went from being a background spectator to having their full attention in a split second.
“What? Use me?!” Jet screeched.
“Mai, we can’t…” Zuko said but his objection sounded weak.
“What, I thought you might like to try the real thing?” she said with fake innocence while still teasing him with the toy. “Or is this enough for you?” she asked and pushed it inside him. Jet’s eyes almost bugged out when he saw how smoothly it slid in. He could almost feel how easily he could fit in there if he had the chance and his dick twitched.
Zuko threw his head back and moaned. Mai pushed it in and out of him and it took Jet way too long to realize that she was looking at him while doing it.
“So, think you can play nice?”
“What?”
“I’m not letting you anywhere close to him if you’re going to be an ass about it. Understand?” there was that steel in her voice again.
Jet just nodded. He didn’t understand anything of what was going on actually, but he wasn’t suicidal either. Agreeing with Mai seemed in his best interest.
“Zuko, here, you can hold on right?” she said and brought one of his hands down to the toy to keep it pushed in, before letting go. “Here.”
“Fuck, Mai, this isn’t fair,” Zuko gasped but followed orders and kept pushing it into himself. Jet could see how his thighs kept tensing with each push and how his entire body was straining. Jet’s eyes kept wildly flickering between Zuko who was so lost in pleasure that he didn’t seem like he cared the least about putting on a show and Mai who was approaching him like a leopard tiger. He automatically shrank back in the chair as she came close.
With a flick of her wrist, a sharp knife was back at his throat. And where did she get that from, she was still naked ! Jet kept very still as he felt it scrape up the front of his neck. He could feel how a thin stripe of stubble he had missed was shaven off with the move.
“Think you can play nice?” she asked him with a voice that was equal threat and seduction. Jet gulped and couldn’t move. Part of him was screaming that as soon as she gave him the least bit of freedom he should attack, run away, or both. Another part of him was locked in place and just wanted to follow her every order. Especially since he had kind of figured out what she wanted from him by now, and that something was to fuck her husband who was almost within reach. On the bed, practically begging for it.
“I-” he started, but had to swallow because his throat was so dry, “You want me to-”
“To replace this,” she said and leaned back to sit on the edge of the bed. One hand reached back to tap on the toy that was still trapped inside Zuko, and he groaned as it pushed it further in.
He shouldn’t. There was no way this would end well. Jet didn’t know who took over his voice and mind at that moment, but he clearly heard himself hoarsely say; “I can do that. Yes.”
“Good,” she said and went up to pet his cheek with the flat side of the knife. Jet was possibly in the middle of having the most confused boner he had ever experienced. This could not be real. But she loosened the rope that tied each of his legs to the chair and then the one around his middle. It was all rope from the curtains, but they were surprisingly solid for something decorative. She did not loosen the ones that kept his hand tied behind his back.
“Come on, up. I believe you have a job to do,” she said and pushed him from behind. Jet stumbled to his feet towards the bed. He clumsily got on his knees on the bed as he had no way of supporting himself. Suddenly Mai was right up against him from behind, keeping him from falling on his face by tugging on the rope. He could feel the heat of her body all the way from his shoulders down to his thighs as she slid in closely behind him.
Her knife was also still very present at his throat, so he wisely kept still.
“Zuko, you have to come closer if you want this,” Mai said and then she opened the fly of Jet’s pants without further ado. Jet was already so painfully hard, that he whimpered when the pressure was removed and it sprang out on its own. Even though he was by far the most dressed of them all, he felt very naked. Probably because Zuko was blatantly staring at his exposed dick like he wanted to devour it.
“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” Zuko gasped and Jet gaped in outrage.
“You can’t believe it? What about me?! I’m the one you pulled into all of this!”
“Shh shh, be nice, remember? Or you can go back in the chair and we can have fun the rest of the night on our own,” Mai scolded him.
“You guys are unbelievable,” Jet whispered, but didn’t protest anymore, because then there was a hand around him and sweet spirits, he had been watching all of that and this was the first touch. He really couldn't focus on anything else right now.
“You just hold still until I say you can move,” Mai told him, voice gentle as if there weren't still some very sharp things close to his neck. She held him in a firm grip as Zuko moved down the bed, spreading his legs out on each side of Jet.
Okay, so maybe he had fantasized about this once or twice after their fight, but nothing could have prepared him for this situation. He was powerless to do anything but watch as Zuko pulled the fake cock out of himself with a barely audible whimper.
Zuko moved in even closer until they were touching, Jet’s dick lined up perfectly. He had to look up, had to check that this was really Zuko and not some other crazy hot person he had accidentally snuck in on. The golden eyes that met his own were dark, pupils blown wide, but undoubtedly familiar. His long black hair was spread over the pillows and his strong body was stretched out in its full glory in front of Jet.
No wonder he had instantly had a crush on him when they first met. And Zuko had only gotten more attractive with time.
“Hi,” Zuko said with a half smile.
Hi? Hi?!! Jet was officially losing his mind. And then Zuko braced down and Jet was swallowed up by that tight, wet, heat and he was lost. The couple was in control of everything, Mai holding him tight from behind and Zuko was just tight around him. Jet panted for air as Zuko pushed until he was inside to the hilt.
“Is that good darling?” Mai asked Zuko and stroked her hand over his trembling hip. Zuko didn’t answer with words, just nodded fervently. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back and he was biting his lip to keep quiet. Jet wasn’t much better off.
It had been a while since he had last done it, and he hadn’t had to sit through a full show first. Jet was already too close and he had to hold still to avoid spilling immediately. His legs were so tense, and he was breathing like he had been sprinting even though he was completely still.
Then Mai moved so both her hands were on Zuko’s hips and she pulled. It got all three of them flush up against each other. Jet groaned and threw his head back as he was moved by her strong hands.
He didn’t have the wherewithal to even feel the discomfort of his bound arms, the only focus was on how he was pushed and pulled at by both people to fill Zuko up as they pleased. He tried to move his hips, but it was Mai who set the pace. Her long thin fingers had a firm grip and she was merciless.
“Fill him up good” she whispered in his ear and Jet moaned. He couldn’t hold it back.
“Please,” Zuko said and reached down to jerk himself off. It seemed unreal that Jet had come here to kill him and now he was fucking him instead.
“Give him what he needs,” she ordered and let go of Jet. Not enough for him to change their position in any real way, but enough that he got the freedom to thrust in. He was already so blind with arousal that he couldn’t care less whether it was an order from the Fire lady, he needed this like water in a dessert.
He thrust in hard and fast, too close to the peak to stop. Zuko’s eyes widened and his entire body tensed up. Jet almost paused, instinctively afraid that he had hurt him, but then Zuko came in hot spurts over the both of them. Jet furiously fucked him through it, fuelled by all the different types of frustration he had to go through tonight. And he did just as ordered and filled Zuko up as he lost the last bit of control over his body.
It came over him in wave after wave, so intense that he went dizzy with it. He emptied himself inside, pushing in as deep as he could. Little shivers traveled up and down his body, muscles twitching and relaxing until he was sure there was no way he could sit up on his own.
Completely pliant, Jet leaned back in Mai’s arms, wrecked and out of breath. She let him rest there in her arms, surprisingly kind about it. It was an odd moment of unexpected tenderness that Jet had no idea what to do with. But it didn't matter as his head was currently turned off and doing nothing was just fine.
“Good job,” she praised, but the hint of smugness in her voice was giving her away. There was no doubt about who had been running this show, and it sure as shit wasn’t Jet, nor Zuko who currently looked like he was one step away from passing out.
“I hate you,” Jet whispered, and his voice cracked on the last word.
“Sure you do,” she said patronizingly and at the same time reached down and pulled him out of Zuko. Jet hissed, oversensitive, and still at half-mast. Zuko also made a noise of complaint.
“Give a man a minute, will you?” he whined and squirmed. It was too soon for him to be touched again and his nerves were a mess of sensitivity.
“Just have to check,” she said and reached down to spread one cheek to the side. If it had been possible to get hard again so quickly after, Jet would have. The Fire Lord lay in front of him, spread out and wide open. His rim was wet and slightly pink in full view, because his wife thought it was fine for Jet to see.
“Was that really necessary?” Zuko grumbled and if he hadn’t looked so beyond satisfied, Jet would have called him grumpy about it.
“I just needed to make sure that he did as we agreed to,” Mai said and although Jet had never seen her grin and couldn’t twist his head enough to look, it sure sounded like she was smiling.
Zuko made some noise of protest and moved to dislodge himself. He clumsily pulled away enough to stretch out on the bed unobstructed and yawned. That’s when Mai decided she had enough of acting as a backrest for Jet and pushed him down on the bed next to Zuko. Jet landed with an 'omph' and scowled at her. She sat next to them, stroking through Zuko’s long hair, and leaned down to give him a kiss that he drowsily reciprocated.
Fuck the Fire Lord , Jet thought hysterically as he lay there on his side, too out of it to really contemplate his life choices right now. Mai caught him staring.
“What, you want one too?”
“No,” Jet answered sourly. He was still too blissed out to be genuinely pissed off, even though he wanted to be.
“Zuko, I think he wants one from you,” she said, and Jet’s hackles rose. Where did she get the idea that she could say something as outrageous as that?
“I do not,” he growled. In no universe would he ever agree to kiss the Fire Lord.
“Are you sure?” Zuko asked and reached out to trail a teasing hand up his chest.
Jet was speachless from outrage. He was supposed to kill the Fire Lord, not get flirted with by him!
“Fine, I guess we’ll see next time,” Zuko just shrugged and closed his eyes. As if he was perfectly content with that conclusion and then he calmly went back to sleep with Jet right there.
“There won’t be a next time!”
“You said that last time too, and look at where you are now,” Mai said and tsk’ed at him, before laying down on the other side of Zuko.
"Are you at least going to untie me?" Jet asked, not wanting to respond to her statement.
"No, not until you learn to behave," she answered.