A General and a Drunk Earthbender in a Hotel Room
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Bolin's head was terribly fuzzy. He laughed into Iroh's shoulder.
The general sighed. "Come on, Bolin, I really need you to cooperate with me here."
Bolin was incredibly strong, and incredibly drunk. Iroh was pinned up against the wall by Bolin's body.
Iroh had managed to drive him home from the United Forces Cadet Initiation Gala, and now they were in the general's own private suite, since the brand new cadet was way too out of it to recall where he'd placed his hotel room key. Iroh had just managed to shut the door, and now he was in a bit of a predicament.
"I AM cooperating!" laughed the earthbender. "I just think it's funny how your face looks!" Bolin returned his face to Iroh's shoulder, in hysterics.
Iroh pouted. Spirits, what was he going to do with this boy?
Suddenly they both lost their balance, and Iroh slipped down the wall and onto the floor. Which made Bolin laugh even harder.
Iroh groaned. "Good grief, you took something from that blasted Commander Bumi, didn't you?"
Bo looked up at Iroh, his green eyes big and extrodinarily bright. "...Mmmmaybe!"
Iroh rolled his eyes. "Okay, what did it taste like?" The general had been drugged enough times to recognize most of Bumi's favorite substances.
Bolin stared at the ceiling, trying to think.
He leaned forward and crushed his lips against Iroh's.
The general gasped, and cursed under his breath, as he realized his hands were pinned beneath Bolin.
"Bo!..." he mummbled against the boy's... Quite passionate kiss. "Bo...Bolin!"
"Uhmm, yes?" asked Bolin with a coy smile as he began to unbutton the scarlet coat and the dress shirt below.
The general swallowed. "Bolin, are you... Sure you..." Oh spirits, that was a good kiss. "This is completely inappropriate."
Bolin finished unbuttoning all the multiple facets then pulled open the fabrics and carressed his hands up Iroh's sides. "Appropriate, shmopiate... Opiate..."
"Oh great spirits, what in hell fire did Bumi give you?!"
Bolin tugged up Iroh's tank and pulled it up over Iroh's chest muscles and giggled delightfully. "Oh, I don't really know."
Iroh tried to move his hands in vain. "Bo, you're drunk, to say the very least. This is not-ISKLEDYKUA!!!"
Iroh cried out as the earthbender glided his tongue along his collar bone, down to his right nipple.
Sweat dripped down the general's brow, and despite his rapid breathing, he managed to stay relatively calm. "Y-you don't want to do this, Bolin."
Bolin moved the tank to look at Iroh's face, his tongue still poised onto Iroh's delicious skin. "Yesh I dou, annd sho dou you, Iwoh!~"
Iroh gasped and his back arched against the wall as Bolin and his tongue continued their merry way down Iroh's torso. "You're not thinking straight, if at all! You're-!"
Bolin managed to pull down Iroh's pants.
Oh god, oh spirits, oh the-
"Iroh... Your face is priceless." He chuckled.
"Bolin, this is NOT funny!" The general's voice was pitched up too many octaves. "I am trying to protect your honor, here!!!"
Bolin looked down and grinned. "Well, it looks like you have plenty for the both of us!"
"I-I..." Damn. Iroh really wished his pants were back on.
The earthbender was wayyy too close. He could feel Bolin breathing down there as he laughed. He was way too close. It was driving the firebender crazy.
"I know that I'm not drunk enough to forget that I, (if you don't mind me saying), have wanted to fuck you since like the first time I saw you. I mean, who wouldn't? Because, well you know this of course, right? You look really fuckable-"
"Who taught you this language?! I'm going to MURDER Bumi...."
"But you agree, don't you?" Bolin trailed a finger down Iroh's torso and along his hip bones. Dammit, why couldn't he MOVE?!
"Yes, okay, Bolin? Yes. I am extremely fuckable. Now, can we please save this matter for a time when you're sober?!"
Bolin reached up and pressed body against Iroh's. "Oh god, take me, Iroh..." he moaned.
"I... N-n-no..." That felt too good.
Bolin's face screwed up. "Oh god..."
"What?"
"BLEECH!";