The Fire Lord set aside the plate and climbed onto Aang's belly. At first, his gut had made it difficult for them to embrace one another but as it grew larger, it provided Zuko with a plump cushion to rest upon whenever he wanted to kiss his boyfriend. He loved pressing his palms into the pale flesh and enjoyed seeing Aang's cheeks redden at the touch. Zuko crawled up to Aang's face and planted a tender kiss before wrapping his arms around his neck.
Aang used to be a gentle yet awkward kisser at first and Zuko was no better. But over time and many makeout sessions, the two have improved their craft. Aang could casually rip a bubbly fart while they swapped saliva and neither of them gave a damn. Aang used to be so self-conscious about farting around Zuko but once it reached the point that he couldn't hold it in, they both grew accustomed to it. And Zuko learned to love it.
Zuko was tenting in his robes and wanted to stuff it in the closest opening he could find. He'd even settle for one of Aang's fat rolls or navel. He could hardly contain himself and judging by the way Aang was groping his ass, the feeling was mutual. Zuko was ready to clear his schedule and spend the day in bed with his boyfriend when Aang pulled away from the kiss. "What's wrong? Are you alright?" Zuko asked, noticing something was something on Aang's mind.
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