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Dinner for Two	By : darkelf19 Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > General Views: 3340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dinner for Two

She winced, rolling her head slowly, imaging it was her arms she moved; stretched wide, muscles pulled taunt, they burned with the need of movement. She licked her cracked lips receiving no relief. The air was thick, stiflingly hot. She longed for the cool taste of water; on her tongue, trickling across her skin, rushing through her fingers, bending to her will.
She lifted her head slowly, her muscles protesting sharply. She smacked her lips uselessly, focusing her eyes on the suffocating darkness, hoping that perhaps today it would reveal something useful. She wondered how much time had passed since their defeat. At first she'd counted each rise and fall of the moon's cycle, tried to keep some idea of many weeks had passed. Somewhere she'd lost count. It didn't matter; time had no place in this nothingness. Nothing did.
There was nothing here. Not even the rats would venture into this hell; at least not anymore. They used to come; they used to bite and chew and devour, she used to cry and scream and bleed. But she was a waterbender, a very special waterbender, a bloodbender. With flicks of her fingers she had stopped their teeth, stopped their hearts. And when the guards came, taunting and cruel, she'd stopped their hearts too. They didn't come anymore.
A noise echoed through the thick air as the blackness was suddenly speared by a blinding white. She turned her head, her eyes unable to withstand the piercing light. Heavy footsteps sounded directly before her and she flexed her fingers, a cruel smile playing at her lips. It'd been a long time since she'd had anyone to play with.
She lifted her head, fixing his silhouette with a piercing glare, and reached for his heart. Her smile widened at his quick intake of air and she imagined his eyes bulging behind his ugly iron face. She dropped her finger, delighted when his knees followed. He was hers. The thought struck her as amusing; idly she wondered what else she could make him do. She moved a finger and his arm followed, again and his legs danced. She laughed, enjoying her dark game.
He had yet to offer any sort of resistance, and it appeared his fellow guards were uninterested in his plight. Her eyes grew cold. She would have some measure of revenge, and he would provide it. She recalled the first days following her imprisonment, the jeers and suggestions and even a few daring touches. Her face contorted with hate, his blood jumped; his first real attempt at resisting her. She smirked. It was too late for that.
Flicking her wrist she threw him to his knees with bone shattering force, relishing his scream. A curl of her finger and he was dragging himself towards her, the over her. The cruel smile returned to her lips, fiery hate burning in her eyes. She studied his iron face for a moment before looking up as it was removed. He was her prisoner, not her lover. She didn't want to see his face. His blood jumped again, as she deliberately spread her legs, though not in resistance this time. She felt his heat increase with the rush of his blood, and her own blood quickened in response. Then she dropped her finger and his head followed.
His lips were lips the cool water she'd longed for. She gasped, her back arching, as his tongue flicked across her heated skin. She tilted her hips giving him better access and moaned loudly as his tongue darted inside her. She was panting now, struggling to keep him under her control, though a part of her wondered if it was even necessary anymore. He seemed quite content to continue his attentions without any prodding. She loosened her hold, slightly, and was rewarded with strong hands caressing her feverish skin. She whimpered at the sudden loss of his tongue, fumbling to regain her hold, only to gasp as she felt his fingers slid roughly into her. He was panting now, his breath coming hot and ragged against her skin. She squirmed against him furiously, needing release from the tension building inside her. A long moan rushed from her mouth, her head snapping back as pleasure as blinding as the light pierced her.
She relaxed against the stone wall, for once thankful for its support, her mind drifting slowly back to itself. She frowned at the pawing hands, seizing hold of him once more. He jerked and the quiet sound of metal sounded. Her eyes widened, spotting the fallen key. She flicked her fingers and it was in his hand, then in the lock and then she was free.
She took a hesitant step forward, then another. She crushed his heart and he fell with a satisfying thump. Another step, then another, and she walked out of her hell. She met no resistance outside her cell, or as she climbed the staircase to freedom. The sunlight was even more blinding outside and she stood for several moments in the shadows, simply breathing in the fresh air, a light winding pulling at her tangled white-streaked locks.
"Katara?"
She turned abruptly towards the hesitant voice, seizing his blood in an instant. He choked, his eyes going wide and she faltered. His face had become squarer and grown a bit of hair, his shoulders were broader and his hair was streaked with gray, but his eyes were the same blue she remembered. She let him go, her eyes darting to another familiar figure landing beside him. He'd grown as well. The young boy she remembered had grown old as well, though she thought his baldness seemed more fitting now.
"Where's Zuko?"
She gave them a questioning look, only now becoming aware of the bodies strewn about the magnificent garden. A battle had been fought; dozens of Fire Nation soldiers littered the ground in a dizzying display of red.
"He said he was going to check the dungeons, to see if…"
Her mind drifted back to the man in her cell, remembering how he hadn't resisted her, remembering how gentle his touch had been. Her shoulders shook as she collapsed against the wall, hysterical laughter mixing with her tears. Hell, it seemed, was inescapable.
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