Zuko kneaded his hands into your cheeks, his fingers pushing the skin as he stared intently into your eyes. He leaned forward, giving your lips a tentative kiss, then dipping his hands to massage your collar, slowly lowering farther onto your chest.

You know better than to make me jealous, sweetheart… He mumbled, then aggressively push you down onto the bed sheets, kissing your neck. He thought of those guys on the beach, how they stared at you. It fueled him as he kissed harder.