Avatar: The Last Airbender - The Lost Script Pages | By : Kataangfanficer Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > General Views: 80092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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CHAPTER TEN: JET Katara lies on her back and stares at the ceiling. Aang and Sokka are fast asleep in their own corners of the tree house. Katara slips out of her sleeping bag and walks out onto the wooden platform just outside the door. She leans up against a wooden railing and looks out into the darkness of the forest. Jet’s tree house is close enough that she can see it from where she stands. She leans her hand against her cheek and gazes at it from afar. Katara slowly makes her way up to Jet’s tree house. She crosses a couple of rope bridges and climbs up a ladder to reach the large platform outside his room. She looks around, but there’s no one in sight. Any freedom fighters on guard duty must be too well hidden to see at night. The only sounds Katara can hear are the chirping of crickets and a gentle breeze through the leaves. A faint glow is coming from the windows of Jet’s tree house. Katara hesitates for a moment before taking a peek inside. She looks inside. Right before her eyes is Jet taking off his shirt. His back is turned towards the window, and Katara catches a glimpse of his back as his shirt is pulled up over his head. Katara holds her hand over her mouth, and her eyes widen. Without even taking a second to enjoy the view, she pulls herself away from the window and sits down with her back against the side of the tree house. She plants before her hands on the wooden platform and breathes heavily through her nose. Her chest heaves with each breath as she tries to calm herself down. But soon enough, she’s back to peering through the window and just in time to catch the rest. She uses one hand to keep her balance while the other finds its way between her legs. Her fingers rub her womanhood through her pants as watches her gorgeous new friend undress. Jet’s back is still facing the window, and his shirt is already off. The faint glow inside his room shows off every inch of his perfect back and muscular arms. He’s much thinner with more subtle muscles compared to Haru, but his tall lean form is just what Katara wants. She starts gently grinding herself against her hand, and a faint wet spot appears between her legs. Jet pulls his pants and underwear down slowly, and Katara finally sees what she’d been fantasizing about for hours. A few quick flashbacks run through Katara’s head as she remembers admiring Jet’s ass at various points throughout the day. Now it’s completely exposed. It’s the perfect shape for his body. It doesn’t have the round shapely look that Haru’s had; it’s smaller and tighter looking. Katara suddenly loses her balance and falls down onto the wooden platform. Jet hears her and dashes over to the door with his swords in hand. JET: Who’s there? Katara gets up and moves away from the window. She waits a few seconds before she responds. KATARA: It’s just me. JET: Katara? He opens the door slowly and looks out to see Katara standing at his doorstep. Her mouth is partially open as if she’s going to say something, and she’s rubbing her hands nervously. KATARA: I didn’t mean to… wake you up. JET: It’s alright. I wasn’t even asleep. Would you like to come in? KATARA: Um… Jet smiles and opens the door to let her inside. Katara follows him in without a moment of hesitation. Once she’s inside, she closes the door behind her slowly as if she’s stalling. She turns around and sees Jet standing right in front of her, and he’s still completely naked. She looks away and puts her hand up to her face to block the view. KATARA: I’m sorry! JET (looking down and laughing as if unaware of his nudity): Sorry. Let me put something on. Katara reaches out her hand to stop him, but her feet remain in place. Just as Jet turns around to put his clothes back on, Katara says something to stall him. KATARA: Jet… Jet puts his clothes down and turns back towards Katara. JET: Yeah? Katara’s eyes dart back and forth between the floor and Jet’s naked body. She tugs at her braid and fails to find any words to say. Jet walks up to Katara until his body is nearly pressed up against hers. Katara looks up at him for a split second before looking down at the floor in embarrassment. She blushes and takes another quick look at Jet’s body before looking back down at the floor. JET: Katara… KATARA: Jet, I— Jet places his hands on Katara’s shoulders and slowly attempts to remove her clothing. KATARA: Wait! She jerks her shoulders back and grabs Jets arms to push them away. JET: I’m sorry. I— KATARA (tugging on her braid again): No, it’s just… I don’t know if I’m ready. Jet smiles and lets his arms fall back to his sides. He steps back a few paces and waits for Katara to make the next move JET: We don’t need to get ahead of ourselves. Want me to put my clothes back—? KATARA: No! I mean… Katara blushes and steps back. She avoids eye contact with Jet and looks out the window. Jet smiles and waits for her to collect herself. KATARA: Since you already have them off, you might as well— Katara notices Jet’s hand gently stroking himself out of the corner of her eye. Katara’s breathing starts getting more and more tense as the inevitable conclusion to this encounter becomes obvious. It doesn’t take long for Jet to become fully erect. It points up straight and tall like the rest of his alluring body. Katara lets herself stare at Jet’s impressive erection for a moment or two before gathering the courage to look him in the eye. Katara looks away lets out a nervous laugh. She looks over her shoulder, partially to stall and partially to check if anyone is coming. She turns back towards Jet and moves in closer. Once she’s mere inches away from him again, Jet stops his stroking and leaves his cock out on display as if it’s an invitation. But Katara’s hands stay within her comfort zone. Without looking up at Jet’s intimating gaze, Katara presses her hand against his chest. Jet lets out a deep sigh. His chest heaves, and Katara builds up enough courage to let both of her hands wander. Her quivering fingers rub across Jet’s nipples and up onto his smooth shoulders. After a few seconds, Katara keeps her hands on top of his shoulders. She looks up at Jet and smiles. He smiles back and kisses her on the forehead. Katara’s body stiffens up, and she presses herself up against Jet. His erection gets pinned between them. Jet’s breathing changes for a second into quick bursts, and Katara’s breathing almost stops completely. JET: Katara. I— KATARA: Yes! Jet immediately pulls Katara’s robes open and down her shoulders. Katara fumbles with her chest wrappings, but Jet quickly moves in to tear them off. Jet cups Katara’s small breasts in his hands. He squeezes them firmly and rubs her nipples with his thumbs. As Katara attempts to remove the rest of her clothing, Jet kneels down to suck on her breasts. He takes one of her dark nipples in his mouth and rubs his tongue against the perfectly smooth surface around the perky bud. KATARA: Oh, Jet… Jet stands back up, and his lips lock onto Katara’s. Katara’s body goes limp, but Jet quickly catches her in his arms. He leans into the kiss, and Katara’s back arches. Her wilted arms lay at her sides. Jet grabs one of Katara’s hands and places it between his legs. He holds it there. Katara pulls herself out of the kiss and gasps. Her back straightens up, and she looks into Jet’s eyes. Jet releases Katara’s hand, but she doesn’t pull away. Her hand stays open with her palm pressed against Jet’s erection and her fingers cradling his the most delicate part of his manhood. JET (whispering): I want you, Katara. Katara blushes, and she turns away to try and hide how much she’s smiling. JET: I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met. Jet keeps his arms wrapped around Katara as he gracefully lowers her down to the floor. Katara locks her legs around his waist and drapes her arms over his shoulders. Once Katara is gently placed onto the floor, Jet begins to place kisses all over her exposed chest. He makes his way down to her stomach and licks the smooth surface around Katara’s bellybutton. Katara begins to squirm, and she gently pushes down on Jet’s head to direct him lower. Jet doesn’t waste any time removing the rest of Katara’s clothing. Soon he’s sliding her underwear down her beautiful legs. It gets caught around her ankle, and Katara wiggles her foot to help get it off. Jet flings Katara’s underwear behind him and takes a moment to fully appreciate Katara’s naked form. Katara’s body shows off her youth wonderfully. Her delicate features bloom with the developing features of a young woman. She’s slim but curvy, and the dark patch of hair between her legs accentuates her womanhood. JET: You’re perfect, Katara. Jet gets on his knees and places his hands on Katara’s thighs. He smiles as he slowly spreads Katara’s legs, but she quickly puts them back together. She sits up with her hands covering her breasts. Jet pulls himself back. JET: Did I hurt you? KATARA: No… JET: We don’t have to, if you don’t want to. KATARA: I want to but… Katara avoids looking Jet in the eye and suddenly stands up. She starts putting her clothes back on. KATARA: Maybe another time. She smiles awkwardly and rubs the back of her neck. Jet stands up. JET: I understand. Katara smiles and sighs with relief. KATARA: Thank you. She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek. Before she turns around to leave, she takes one last look at his body. She lifts up her hands as if she’s about to grab something, but she quickly lowers them and turns around. Katara makes it to the door, while still straightening up her clothing. Before shutting the door, she leans her head in. KATARA: Goodnight. JET: Goodnight. Jet lifts up his hand to wave, but Katara has already shut the door behind her. Jet’s erection starts to shrink.
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