"Prince Zuko, you must try this cake!" Actor Iroh explained

"I don't have time to stuff my face!" Actor Zuko, looking through a telescope, replied back with fervor. "I must capture the Avatar to regain my honor!"

"Well, while you do that, maybe I'll capture another slice." Actor Iroh joked right back.

"You sicken me!" Was the response that made you lose it.

"They make me look totally stiff and humorless." Zuko complained.

"But you is stiff." You whispered in his ear, hardly able to get the words out as he smacked your shoulder and you laughed harder.

"Actually, I think that actor's pretty spot on." Katara added on.

Zuko looked deeply offended and turned to you for support.

"How could you say that?" You shrugged as he asked that, before laughing again.

"Let's forget about the Avatar and get massages!" Actor Iroh proclaimed.

"How could you say that?" Actor Zuko looked deeply offended and turned to the audience for support. 

Katara looked smug as Zuko slumped into his seat, dismayed at finding her proven right.

He bopped your shoulder with his head, prompting you to lean down as the play continued on.

"Yeah?" You whispered in his ear.

"Can you go back to what you were doing? It keeps my mind off this garbage." He rubbed his face against your arm.

Kissing his head, you nodded and quickly replaced your hand, noting that you'd have to work to get back to where you had been. But this time, you slipped beneath his pants.

"Oh." He let out a small breath.

"Shh." You chided him. "I'm tryin' ta watch a wonderful play."

Zuko shook his head and readjusted in his seat. Slowly, he added his own hand to yours and helped to show you just how he wanted it.

You watched as chest rose up and down faster and he bit his lip to keep quiet.

Everything got very warm beneath his jacket and pants as the friction and the blood flow increased to that area. Zuko laid his head back against the seat and tilted his lips towards your head. You leaned over to hear what he had to say.

"I'd have you suck on it if I didn't know you'd get caught." He whispered.

Your face lit up red. That certainly wasn't something that you were used to. In fact, you hadn't done that with him yet. Not that you were opposed in any sort of way; it just hadn't happened yet. 

You listened as his breath quickened and felt as his grip on your hand got even tighter.

"I'm going to finish here, YN..." He mumbled in your ears. "You're so bad..."

And yet, it would seem as if fate was against him. The lamps were lit up suddenly as the audience erupted into cheers. 

Quicker than an eelhound, you retracted your hand; practically punching Zuko in the gut. Zuko gagged at the attack briefly and then threw his cloak around him and hid his raging erection from the rest of the crew as they stood up to leave for intermission.

He couldn't lie to himself; Zuko was now very, very unhappy with this play.