Pride

The following week was absolute hell. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days. Some nights Sokka had trouble sleeping, and others, he'd oversleep. But no matter how much he slept, he was always left with this lingering lethargy he couldn't seem to shake. He just wanted to sleep all the time.

To any outsider, Sokka seemed more or less normal. He carried on with his routine and schedule. Fortunately, Zuko spared him of any awkward interactions by skipping modern dance and fencing practice. Still, even though Sokka really didn't want to see him, thinking of his friend walking in through those heavy double doors brought a light smile to his face. Without Zuko, his world was dark.

After Sokka had some time to process everything that had happened, after his anger had faded and was replaced with heartache, he realized how much he missed his friend, even if that's all they'd ever be. Losing Zuko just because he wasn't ready for a commitment was not worth it. Being friends was better than nothing. So Sokka decided to swallow his pride and see the boy who broke his heart.

He stood outside Zuko's dorm room, his pulse drumming steadily in his ribcage. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath. Slowly, he raised his hand to knock on the door when suddenly it opened.

Zuko jumped back, his eyes wide with shock. "Sokka," he exhaled. "You scared the crap out of me."

"Payback?" Sokka squeaked, smiling uncomfortably.

He returned the awkward smile, chuckling softly. "I was… actually just on my way to see you."

"R-Really?" His heart skipped a beat.

"Yeah." He shuffled his feet in the doorway. "I… I hate not talking to you."

"Me too," Sokka nodded, smiling softly. "This week has been the worst."

"Tell me about it." Zuko smiled. "Would you… like to come in?"

"I'd love to." Sokka followed the boy in. "Zuko, I… I just wanted to say that I should have listened to you when you said you weren't ready for a relationship. Just because I wanted something more doesn't mean I shouldn't have respected your choice and your feelings. I'm really sorry."

"I'm sorry too – "

"I just – I really don't want to lose you. You're too important to me. Even if it means going back to just being friends, I'd much rather be your friend than not have you in my life at all – "

Zuko cut him off with a hard kiss, pulling Sokka close up against him.

"What was that for?" Sokka asked, breathlessly.

"I just… really missed you."

"I really missed you too."

Zuko smiled warmly, gazing affectionately into Sokka's eyes. "Do you think… the two of us can really be 'just friends'?"

"I don't know," he breathed against the taller boy's lips.

"Me neither," Zuko chuckled, wrapping his arms around Sokka's waist.

Closing his eyes, Sokka leaned in a kissed Zuko tenderly.

The two boys stood in the middle of the room, exchanging soft kisses, which gradually grew to be much more heated, passionate kisses as the energy between them surged. Their bodies pressed together, their hands wandered up and down each other's waists, chests, arms, and cheeks. Sokka's heart was beating out of his chest as he and Zuko kissed like the apocalypse was coming.

"Come on," Zuko growled, tugging on his hand and leading him somewhere.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Where do you think?"

It wasn't a long walk to Zuko's bed. The boy may have been wealthy, but his dorm room was just as small as any other freshman's.

Zuko pushed Sokka lightly down onto the mattress, falling down ungracefully on top of him.

Pressing his lips to Zuko's, Sokka shifted under the weight of the black-haired boy to a more comfortable position, moaning softly when their hips aligned and he could feel just how much Zuko had missed him.

Rolling his hips deliberately into the boy beneath him, Zuko intertwined his fingers with Sokka's and pinned his friend's arms to the bed. "Sokka," he exhaled, "I want you – "

"I want you too – "

"I want you to fuck me."

Sokka's heart stopped, his erection lurching at the words. He nearly forgot how to speak. "L-Like… right now?!"

"Y-Yeah, I mean i-if you want to that is."

"I…" He gazed up into Zuko's wild yellow eyes, feeling invigorated for the first time in a while. "Y-Yeah, I want to." He watched a naughty smile spread across Zuko's face, a smile that said he was up to no good. The boy had never looked so sexy.

All at once, things seemed to happen at supersonic speed. Sokka pulled Zuko's shirt up above the boy's muscular shoulders before flipping his friend aggressively onto his back and getting on top of him. Kissing and nibbling Zuko's neck, Sokka rolled his hips repeatedly against the taller boy's, letting the friction between them do its magic. Sokka could feel so much down below, it felt like the boy's erection was about to pop right out of his jeans.

"Sokka," Zuko moaned, tilting his head back on his pillow so his friend could have better access to his neck. "You feel so good."

"You're about to feel a whole lot better," Sokka purred, moving his head down lower on Zuko's bare chest. He slowly licked and kissed his friend down his sternum and stomach, using his tongue to tease the boy, getting more and more worked up the lower he got. Toying with the hem of Zuko's jeans, Sokka pulled the fabric down low enough to lay sweet kisses to the boy's lower belly, just above his pubic bone.

"Stop teasing me, you jerk," Zuko laughed, his cheeks flushed.

"Aw, but I'm having so much fun with you." With a devilish smirk, Sokka unbuttoned Zuko's jeans, unzipping them painfully slowly as he continued kissing the yellow-eyed boy's lower stomach. After tormenting him for a bit, he pulled off his friend's jeans and boxer-briefs, freeing his aching erection. Sokka licked his lips as he lowered himself. Holding Zuko's stiff cock in his dominant hand, Sokka licked all the way up the boy's length from the base to the tip, earning a rewarding groan in response. From there, he focused his attention on the tip, swirling his tongue around and around, playing with the sensitive underside.

"Fuck, Sokka," Zuko muttered, bucking his hips up toward his friend's face.

Just as Sokka was about to take the boy completely into his mouth, Zuko called out.

"Wait. Take your shirt off. I want to see you."

"Please?" Sokka teased.

"Now."

Something about Zuko's demanding tone really turned him on. "Yes, your highness." He stripped off his shirt and tossed it to the floor.

"Much better."

"May I continue?"

Zuko nodded, staring at his friend with feral yellow eyes.

Holding the base, Sokka lowered his mouth onto Zuko's erection where he really began going to town on him. He bobbed his head up and down, letting the swollen tip press into his cheek as he accommodated the boy's entire length, loving the feeling of Zuko's hips jolt uncontrollably beneath him.

"That's good, Sokka," he exhaled, "So fucking good."

Feeling his own excitement grow within the confines of his pants and underwear, Sokka sucked the boy even more ravenously, using his hand to jerk him off simultaneously. He felt Zuko place a hand on his head and grab his hair, which only encouraged him to keep going.

Zuko bucked his hips wildly as he lay beneath his friend, having his dick sucked so mercilessly. Gripping Sokka's hair, he wrenched his eyes shut to concentrate on the pleasure. However, as the sensations posed to be too overwhelming, Zuko let go of Sokka's hair and pushed his head back.

"Something wrong?"

"If you keep doing that," he panted, "I'm going to cum before you get to fuck me." He chuckled under his breath. "We wouldn't want that now, would we?"

"That would be a tragedy," Sokka smirked, watching Zuko's chest heave as he recovered his breath. As his eyes hungrily roamed up and down his friend's naked body, the anticipation of getting to thoroughly fuck this beautiful boy was making him dizzy. He turned around to shed his remaining clothes, feeling Zuko's arms wrap around him and some sweet kisses on his shoulder as the garments dropped. Turning his upper body to lean back and kiss the boy, he slowly lowered Zuko back down to the mattress, positioning himself on top.

Zuko moaned into Sokka's mouth as their bare erections met, slick with precum. They kissed, their tongues dancing longingly in each other's mouths as their stiff cocks glided against one another again and again. Zuko grabbed Sokka's ass to drive him down farther, becoming more and more undone with each thrust of his hips. "Sokka, please," he whimpered, "Please fuck me."

The desperate plea in Zuko's voice as the boy begged Sokka to fuck him was way too goddamn hot. He wanted to be inside the boy who set his heart on fire. To feel him. "Okay," he breathed.

"Condoms and lube are in the nightstand." Zuko nudged his head to the right.

His pulse rushing, Sokka quickly grabbed a condom and rolled it down his cock, covering it with a healthy coating of lube. Possibly more excited than he'd ever been in his adult life, he positioned his erection at Zuko's entrance, teasing the hole a bit with the tip of his lubed up cock.

"Come on, Sokka. I need you."

"I don't want to hurt you…"

"You won't, j-just go slow."

Breathing hard, Sokka gently inserted himself into Zuko's tight hole, groaning and shuddering with pleasure as the head of his cock vanished inside. The boy was tight. The hype about anal was no joke. "You feel so fucking good," he exhaled, slipping in even farther.

"You too," Zuko grunted, tilting his hips up slightly. "Aim a little bit higher – ohhh yeah right there, that's it."

Sokka couldn't believe he had made it in nearly balls deep. Zuko was so tight and warm, it was hard not to cum on the spot. Slowly he began rocking his hips, developing a rhythm as he slid in and out of the boy.

"Right there, right there." Zuko linked his legs with Sokka's, arching his back. "That's fucking great."

Picking up the speed, he leaned forward to kiss Zuko's lips, slipping his tongue into the boy's eager mouth. He thrust his hips steadily, the pleasure surging inside of him.

Groaning, Zuko took his own erection into his hand, where he began jerking off desperately. "I'm close, I'm so close," he whispered.

Watching the black-haired boy touch himself so unabashedly while taking it in the ass was so fucking sexy. Sokka started giving it to him harder, feeling his legs start to weaken as he neared his orgasm.

"Harder," he cried, his legs starting to jerk.

Sokka moved in and out of the boy quickly, desperate for release.

"Just like that, just like that, oh God Sokka I'm gonna cum." With just a few more urgent tugs of his hand, Zuko shot his load all over his own chest.

With Zuko's hot breath in his ear, Sokka gave in to the pleasure, exploding into the condom with a burst of sheer ecstasy. "Zuko," he groaned, rolling his hips slowly, spilling every last drop.

Breathing hard, Zuko smiled listlessly, gazing affectionately up at Sokka.

Sokka smiled back at him, leaning down to kiss the boy's cheek before pulling gently out of Zuko, discarding the condom to a nearby trashcan, and flopping down on his back on the bed. The post-coital fatigue was hitting him hard.

"You're not going to clean me up?" Zuko laughed, his eyes heavy.

"Nah. Too tired," Sokka joked.

Zuko punched him lightly on the arm.

Fighting the urge to sleep, Sokka rolled out of bed, dampened a hand towel with warm water, and tended to his sticky friend. "What a mess."

"You only have yourself to blame."

"You're welcome," Sokka chuckled. After he finished cleaning Zuko's chest, he began collecting his clothing from the floor.

"What are you doing?" Zuko asked, rolling onto his side.

"Getting dressed…"

"I… I don't think you should do that."

"Why not?"

"Because." He paused. "I think you should stay."

"Like… stay the night?"

"Y-Yeah." His cheeks reddened. "I know you like to cuddle."

"And I know you like your space," Sokka laughed.

"I do, but…" He sighed. "Sokka, I think I want to try the boyfriend thing."

His heart stopped. "Really? You want me to be your boyfriend?"

"Yeah." Zuko smiled coyly. "If you still want to be…"

"I do," Sokka grinned, climbing back into bed and pressing his lips to Zuko's. "So, what changed your mind? Was it the sex? It was the sex, wasn't it."

"No, no, no," he laughed.

"Come on, just admit it. I'm a rockstar."

"I just… really really like you."

Blushing, Sokka leaned in a kissed Zuko again, this time much more softly. "I really really like you too."

Sighing with relief and fatigue, Zuko rolled onto his side away from Sokka, scooching closer to the center of the bed so Sokka could spoon him.

Sokka wrapped his arm around the boy, lightly kissing his shoulder.

Coming into college, Sokka had been so certain about who he was and what his future would hold. He never in a million years would have imagined having a boyfriend, and yet here he was, falling asleep and falling in love with a beautiful boy who brightened his life. Who knew what the future had in store for them. Maybe they'd make it through college and break up, or maybe they'd get married and be together forever. It was the uncertainties in life that held the most intrigue, that made it worth living. But for now, Sokka was happy. And he couldn't wait to tell the world.

Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading my story! I hope you enjoyed it :D