Guess who finished their first chapter!!! THIS GAL!
However, I still have to go back through and edit it. Then Jay needs to proof read it and other such things. BUT IT’S DONE
I just wrote almost 4000 words and I’m not even almost done with ch. 1.
I regret nothing.
((Okay I don’t usually accept M!a but this is just too good to pass up!))
“Excuse me?! But I am not hor—” POOF!
Iroh’s eyes blow wide, darkening with lust and the image of Bolin bouncing up and down on his too hard cock pops into his mind. The sweat forming on the teen’s head, the slightly agape pink lips, the soft moanbreathing—it’s just—wow. Iroh starts breathing hard and looks around his small apartment before realizing that Bolin had just went to his Fire-Ferrets practice.
He glares at the thought of that stupid cock-blocking practice and throws on a shirt and pants and runs out of his apartment in the direction of the gym.
Bolin was probably already there, but he didn’t care. Practice could happen tomorrow, but his boner wasn’t going to go away without Bo helping him out.
He threw himself into a quick jog and reached the Gym doors, throwing them open and looking for Bolin in the most dignified manner he could manage.
When he finally saw him, he realized Bo wasn’t alone. His team mates had already come and they were stretching—perfect.
His plan was to burst in and drag Bolin away, mumbling some excuse or another, but when he caught sight of the teen in his stretching pose—his mouth dropped and a soft moan escaped his lips. Oh god. That just—that wasn’t fair!
He watched Bolin or a moment before the throbbing pain in his nether regions brought him back to reality. He walked through the doors and straight up to Bolin.
“Er…could I borrow you for a bit?” He asked, hoping that Bolin would, for once, not be responsible about his practice and just ditch with him.
((sorry if this is crappy, I’m not really writing my best today haha))
So excited about it! I’m quite proud of it too. I’m still getting used to things, so yeah, it could be better, but I’m still proud of it =D
“Iroh are you sure you saw them under the bed?…I don’t see them.”
“…Did I say ‘under’ the bed?”
loverbolin replied to your post: Bolin takes a deep breath before turning the corner of the building quickly to face Iroh. A deep blush appeared on his face as he thrust his hand out, showing a clumsily picked rose. He keeps his eyes to the ground as he speaks nervously. “I-Iroh… W-Will you be mine? F-For broh week?”Bolin’s blush grows as a small smile pulls at his lips. “Heh heh… Forever works too!” He exclaims before pulling him into another kiss. This time it was deeper as his hands wrap around the older man’s neck, gently closing the space between them.Iroh grins into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Bolin’s waist and enjoying the kiss for a long moment before breaking it. His instant first thought is to attach his lips to the milky skin of Bo’s jaw and working his way down—but this was public—in the middle of the day—and—-okay yeah, he just doesn’t care.
He kisses a trail of light butterfly kisses down Bolin’s jawline and to his neck where he spends a moment nuzzling at the skin gently. He grins as he begins suckling and nipping at the spot that always makes Bolin go crazy, and he wraps his arms tighter around Bolin’s waist as he does.
Bolin’s eyes clenched shut as he suddenly felt Iroh’s tongue dart out and lick the sensitive spot on his neck. He let out a small moan before quickly closing his mouth as he realized how out in the open they were. He tried to push away from the man but he was quickly becoming aroused as teeth scraped against the spot next, causing him to push himself up into Iroh even more. The teen would hate Iroh for this later as the man knew he had the power to control Bolin like a puppet if he paid attention to his sensitive spots.
Trying his best to speak, he feels his arms hold Iroh tighter at each word. “Iroh please… Not here..” He whispers quietly, opening his eye slightly. The teen tries to sound serious and only succeeds in making it sound as if he’s begging the man, unknowingly turning him on even more as his breath ghosts across his ear.
Iroh whines, knowing that Bolin’s right. They really need to stop…but it just feels so good—NO! They need to stop. He slowly pulls away from that God-like neck and sighs, pressing a small kiss to Bolin’s lips before smiling and pulling away all together. He takes a breath and brushes himself off, straightening his shirt and jacket.
What was the point of having a Broh week if they weren’t allowed to do whatever they wanted during it? He rolled his eyes at the thought of the stupid week and then smiled at Bolin again.
“So are you going to take me out to dinner every night or something?” He asked, bending down and picking up the forgotten rose.
Bo let out a low, wanting, moan as Iroh pulled away. He hadn’t actually expected Iroh to stop… Soon at least. He was really starting to get into it! It was torture for him to suddenly just stop giving him so much attention, especially when it involved his sensitive spot.. As the general takes a step back from him he has to physically bite his lip hard in order to stop himself from attacking him again. He would definitely torture the general for this later…
Hearing Iroh mention something about treating him to dinner he blushes and looks toward the ground. “I would if I could but I can’t exactly afford any good places… Or cook for that matter..” he says, mumbling the last part to himself. Looking back up to the man he suddenly grins. “But I can do other things to make up for it!”
Iroh was taken aback slightly when the mention of being able to afford things brought him back to reality. He had forgotten that Bolin wasn’t exactly well off. It didn’t matter in the slightest but he felt bad for bringing it up now.
He reached out and pulled Bo close, kissing him again, less passionately than before, but still enough to make him sigh happily. He kept his arm around Bolin’s shoulder and began walking—no where in particular, just walking.
“I definitely need to teach you to cook.” He said with a grin, leaning in again and kissing him softly. “So what are you going to do to make up for it? If I’m going to be yours for Broh week, then you have to work for it.” He teased.
Iroh jumped when he saw Bolin come around the corner and his shock quickly melted into awe when he saw the rose he was being offered. That was just—so sweet! He wanted to pick the Earth Bender up and twirl him around like a bad romance movie—and then he said it. “Broh week.”
His eyes rolled, but his lips curled into a smirk. He thought the whole Broh week thing was stupid and wasn’t going to take off—but what they hey?
He took the rose and pulled his Bo close, kissing him gently. “How about I be yours for ever? Including Broh week.” He grinned at the Earth bender and kissed him again.
17:41pm
