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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33555 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 109
After kissing several minutes Katara slid the toes of her right foot left and began rubbing them against the hardness in Zuko’s pants. She had learned of the happy foot rub, among other things a girl her age should not know, sharing chores with the older girls and women. Encouraged by the way Zuko was moaning against her lips she adjusted her foot and lightly placed it against his shaft as she continued to toy with his dragon’s snout with her toes.
This time when Zuko’s hand moved between her legs, she adjusted her left leg to give him room to maneuver. Katara moaned against his lips and slid her hips forward when Zuko began rubbing her koalaotter. His hands were always warm and it felt so much better than when she touched herself. She jumped slightly when he managed to undo the knot tying her underwraps and his fingers came into contact with her skin.
“Careful,” Zuko yelped dropping his hand between his legs to protect himself from her foot.
“Oh, sorry,” Katara apologized for panicking. His penis was beneath her foot; so long as it remained there she could relax and didn’t have to worry about it being driven inside her. Katara leaned upward and kissed Zuko again as she angled her foot forward in his hand and tapped her toes against his crotch.

Zuko thought he had experienced every sexual act short of penetration during his travels but no one had ever used their foot on him. Apparently Earth Kingdom whores were lacking in carnal education. He groaned and opened his pants so there would be one less layer between them, “Damn girl, no wonder Mu likes these things. I didn’t know this was possible.”
“If you are willing to keep this outside of me there is a lot I can teach you,” Katara purred before nipping his neck while curling her toes over his underwear.
“Like what?” Zuko asked while letting go of her foot. His hands returned to their previous positions. He began making zigzag motions with his fingers as he barely probed her entrance, “Like this?”
Katara rolled her pelvis forward taking more of his fingers inside of her while sucking harder on his neck. She placed the heel of her right foot on the floor, laid her instep against Zuko’s shaft, and slowly began circling her ankle.
Their moans became louder as Zuko opened the buttons of his pajama top she was wearing to mouth her breast. He opened his pants to feel the pad of her toes moving against his skin. He was close but knew that wouldn’t be enough to finish him. He centered himself between Katara’s legs and pulled her down off the sofa into his lap.
Katara froze but relaxed when Zuko guided her hand to his shaft, “Touch me.”
He couldn’t rape her if she was holding it either she reasoned. If she could finish him with her hand then she didn’t have to worry about being raped at all; she could just enjoy giving in to her hormones. She began stroking him to the same rhythm as his fingers moved inside her. The faster they moved the faster their hands bumped together and got in the way of their satisfaction.
“Close my wrappings, Zuko. We can walrus and iceberg,” Katara said anxiously as she began reaching to re-tie his loincloth so they could move against each other. The term was also used to describe clothed genital contact and was the closest non-betrothed couples came to sex.
“I have a better idea,” he whispered stopping her hands from clothing him, “Let’s try it like this.”
“No, we have to be covered,” Katara said adamantly while shaking her head.
“Why?” Zuko asked before kissing her neck, “Why do we have to be covered?”
He placed his hand between her legs and slid his index finger along the length of her slit, “Why can’t I feel this against my dragon? I promise I won’t put it in, I just want to feel your wings flutter.”
Katara bit her lip considering it, she’d done it that way with Haru and Jet but they hadn’t raped her. She realized now how easily they could have done so, but they hadn’t. But Zuko wasn’t like them; the minute she allowed him near her without any barrier he’d take advantage of her. She shook her head and replied vehemently, “No.”
“Why?” Zuko questioned in frustration.
“Because I can’t trust you!” Katara screamed pushing him away and climbing back on the sofa as she remembered her Gran-Gran’s words. Only women of low intelligence believed the lies a thief told them to gain entrance and she’s already trusted him several times too many and come out the worst for it.
Zuko landed on his backside. Katara was closing her top so that it covered her breast and she was scowling at him.
Zuko lowered his head and apologized, “I’m sorry.”
Katara continued to scowl at him and his freestanding erection. Zuko licked his lips. This new position came with considerable benefits; she had not closed her wraps yet and he could see her phoenix.
She closed her legs when she realized where he was looking, “Pervert.”
Zuko caught her leg when she tried to kick him, “You weren’t saying that a few minutes ago.”
“This foot was very happy to be perverted with me,” he smirked while moving it to the side and leaning forward so he was between her legs once more.
“So was this phoenix,” he said lowering his head and swiping her with his tongue.
“Don’t,” Katara shrieked as Zuko’s tongue slid against her, “Stop! You don’t know what you’re doing!”
Zuko lifted his head and frowned; that was the first time he’d ever heard that argument, “Do you not like it?”
He could tell by the way her eyes widened and her whole body turned red that she did. His brow furrowed, “Has another man done this for you?”
“No!” Katara yelped.
“Then how can you say I don’t know what I’m doing if you like it and another man has not done it for you?” Zuko asked angrily before jumping to conclusions, “Has another woman?”
“No, you idiot! Why would you ask me that?” Katara screamed as she attempted to shut her legs.
“Girls in the Fire Nation do it to each other. How I am supposed to know what’s done to ease growing pains in the Water Tribes?” He replied defensively.
“We do what we just did and we walrus and the iceberg. Good girls don’t just let anyone near their koalaotter!” Katara replied as punched him on the shoulder.
“But I’m not just anyone, Katara,” Zuko said sadly while the spot she hit him. “I wouldn’t do this for anyone.”
Zuko leaned forward and kissed the treasure in front of him then looked back up at her, “You are the only person I’ve ever done this to. I wouldn’t do this for anyone, Katara, only you.”
He kissed her again, “I am yours and you are mine. We are bonded. I have pledged myself to you mind, body and spirit.”
Zuko pushed his tongue inside her and curled it upwards like an aardvark-cat licking a bowl of cream, “I am yours Katara. We are bonded in the eyes of Agni and of my people. You are mine and I am yours; there is no shame in what we do.”
Katara looked away. It was difficult not to believe Zuko when he was looking at her that way and using that tone of voice. He looked and sounded almost truthful. It was so tempting to allow his false sincerity erase her feelings of dirtiness and shame; to believe that her virginity had not been stolen and that she had not been permanently ruined by a later act of violence. It was tempting to believe that they were truly a couple, blessed and bonded by their leaders and the spirits, and that only the man who truly cared for her had intimate knowledge of her body.
As if reading her mind Zuko spoke to her, “Katara, I wish to become your true husband and spend the rest of my life with you.”
She turned sharply and looked down at him. His eyes still held that pleading look even as he leaned forward and kissed her most secret place once more. His lips lingered. His tongue delved inside her as if he were kissing her on the mouth before it once again withdrew and he gave her a chaste kiss on the lower lips. He licked her taste from his lips before speaking again, “Marry me. Become my queen and true wife. Allow me to spend the rest of my days on my knees making amends for the things I’ve done to you.”
Zuko broke eye contact to lower his head once more. This time he placed his lips her directly on her clitoris and gently sucked. Katara’s legs were started to shake when he withdrew and looked up at her. “My Katara, my love, can I do this for you?”

Mimi Feye: Thank you for the proofread and the suggestions.
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