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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33965 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 108
Katara’s bravery left as Zuko walked behind her. He has hard. He was so very hard and they were approaching a closed door. She began to tremble as it shut behind her. She clutched the blanket more tightly around her body when his arms once again came in contact with her.
“Zuko, don’t please don’t.”
“Don’t what? What do you mean, Katara?” he asked while nibbling the shell of her ear.
“Don’t hurt me,” she whispered.
“Hurt you?” Zuko replied in genuine shock as he turned her to face him, “Katara why would I do that?”
Katara looked up at him. He seemed confused. She took a tentative step away, “You hurt me because you like it.”
“You always say that you won’t; that you don’t like to hurt me, but you always hurt me with that,” she said pointing between his legs.
His erection pointed right back at her and seemed to twitch in acknowledgment.
Zuko looked down at his penis. It was constrained by two layers of clothing but for a moment seemed to have sprouted horns, wings, and was blowing smoke in its attempts to get free. Zuko shook his head to clear his mind. That last vision was clearly a sign Lu Ten’s spirit had not fully passed. He was using the spirit of Agni inside both of them to linger and play tricks with his mind.
Or he could have been giving him a sign that he approved of Katara. The day he asked why a penis was called a dragon Lu Ten waited until Iroh had left to give him the true answer, “I know it sounds gross right now, but one day you are doing to meet a girl and she’s going to do something special to make your little pants-worm turn into a true dragon. After she does, it won’t want any other girl but her. It might point in the direction of a few others but it will soar towards her. I’m talking full on soaring, foaming at the mouth, wiggling and jumping going crazy to get to her. You might look down one day and swear you see wings, horns, smoke, and fire breathing if she’s near you.
When that happens, Zuko, do not listen to your dragon. Listen to her. Your dragon only wants her cavern. You’re a prince and can easily take it but you want to wait to get all of her. I promise it will be so much better if you smack your dragon a few times make it spit up then approach her. Listen to her and get to know her. It takes time but if you can convince her cavern that it’s hungry for the meat of your dragon and the rest of her that she’s hungry for you it’s the best thing in the world.”
“That’s what Uncle O did with Aunt Ursa and what Uncle Nui did with Aunt Sunshine and you see how happy they are. I want to be happy like that too Zuko. That’s why I’m leaving with Dad this time and will be gone so long. He says if I need to convince him I’m man enough to know my own mind and capable of choosing my Fire Lady. Can I tell you a secret?”
Zuko nodded.
“I’m in love with a servant. Technically she’s a lady in waiting to a lady in waiting but you get the picture. She’s not among the upper ranks of nobility or even bottom rungs of the mid-level but I want to marry her. I’m going to bring down the walls of Ba Sing Se to prove to everyone how serious I am about spending my life with her. Can you help me out with something?”
Zuko’s eyes widened and he could only nod speechlessly after learning his cousin was committing a cardinal taboo. Princes did not marry outside the upper ranks of nobility. His mother was able to marry his father because of the standing of her mother’s house; her father’s had long fallen.
Zuko covered his mouth when Lu Ten whispered a name in ear. He knew of that particular servant. He had seen her being pressed against the wall by Lu Ten as he roamed the halls looking for rape incidents to report to his mother.
Lu Ten kneeled down to his level, “Can you look after her for me while I’m gone? I would feel better about leaving if she was under the protection of someone I knew I could trust and depend on. No matter what happens, no matter how long I’m gone, I know I can depend on you Zuko. You never back down or give up. I know the woman I love will be safe with you until I come back home.”
Zuko closed his eyes, took a deep breath and looked out of the window. He had been told that on the day Lu Ten and Iroh really did leave for the Earth Kingdom. The first time they had gotten part of the way there and had to bring him back. He had stowed away in a trunk not thinking it or the missing food from the ship’s kitchen would be noticed before he reached the Earth Kingdom. He had also underestimated his mother’s ability to use a messenger hawk.
Lu Ten had told him that so he wouldn’t feel so upset about being left behind. That was the last conversation he’d had with his cousin. He hadn’t been able to keep his promise to protect Nozumi. Shortly after Lu Ten left she took employment with another noble family. Her body was found outside the palace two days after his mother disappeared. Nozumi had managed to conceal a letter implicating her employer, one of their not so distant cousins, in his mother’s murder and treason. He had raped her and planned to pass his bastard off as Lu Ten’s child. His mother knew about the rape and the child’s true paternity. Nozumi’s name had been used to lure her out of the palace.
Their cowardly cousin swore he had nothing to do with it up until the moment he hung. He hadn’t been able to protect the woman Lu Ten loved or his mom but Zuko swore he would protect Katara if it killed him.

Zuko shook his head and took a small step towards her, “Katara no, I don’t want to hurt you. I never did.”
She took another step back and bumped into the sofa. She landed with a soft thump when Zuko stepped forward. To her surprise he kneeled before her. She hadn’t realized she was crying until his thumb brushed away a tear as he kissed away another one.
Zuko continued to speak in between kisses, “Katara, I don’t want to hurt you. I never did. I know I have, but hurting you was never my intent. I only want to protect you from others who would do worse. I know the things I’ve done are unforgivable but I am willing to spend the rest of my life making amends. Marry me, be my queen, allow me to spend the rest of my life on my knees apologizing.”
Zuko reached beneath her bottom and slid her forward, intent on performing the act of apology. Katara placed her feet on his thighs and her knees beneath his underarms to hold him in place. She began to push him away when his fingers began moving against her wraps. Zuko moved his hands away from her privates to more neutral areas and lifted his head. The hand had been between her legs rested against her waist while the one that had been touching her thigh caressed her face.
Zuko raised his head so his face was directly in front of hers, “I don’t want to have intercourse. I only want to touch. I only want to touch, taste and make you feel good.”
The words were warm against her lips. Katara craned her neck back and scowled at him. Zuko took the opportunity to close the distance between them and lightly kissed her.
After she didn’t respond with a slap to his head, face or mouth, he hopefully asked, “Can we just touch, Katara?”
Most of the time she did not mind him touching or licking it so long as his dragon was not near her phoenix. If it were his tongue or hands or they were partially clothed she allowed her phoenix to flutter for him. “Please? I won’t go any further, just to taste and to touch?”

Katara nodded. This time when his face got closer she tilted her head upwards to kiss him. She liked kissing. Kissing Zuko was perfectly fine. She could rationalize the way she felt when they were kissing and touching. Gran-Gran had explained that the years between 12 and 16 were known as the years of the walrus and the iceberg.
It was common to see young male walruses rubbing themselves against the ice as their bodies prepared to rut. Just as the iceberg melted from the heat of the walruses, at this stage in physical development her body was starting to warm up to boys and would make liquid as part of the process. The liquid - lust juice, just like masturbation, kissing, touching, and dreams were a part of growing up. She was at the age in which she was supposed to like boys and experiment.
He was a way to get experience with boys and she didn’t have to worry about him telling anyone because she planned to kill him. She wasn’t sure if that logic came from the contrary nature the sages attributed to her at birth or a sign she was really was cracking up. Either way it was nice to do the things a girl her age was supposed to do instead of hearing about the way things were before the boys left her village.
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