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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 34026 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 147
Mai emerged after emptying her stomach and thoroughly rinsing her mouth. Zuko’s head was on the Waterbender’s shoulder. They were lying down but still snickering quietly. They barely spared a glance at her as she pulled the door to almost shut on her way out then leaned on the wall beside it.
Zuko had never laughed with her like that; not even when they were children. He told her he broke up with her because he wanted to be happy instead of “not happy.” She wanted to be happy too, but she was uncertain if she would ever reach that level of idiocy. He said he would never get rid of the Waterbender. She would be his wife but he would still be with her. She had loved Zuko all of her life and dreamed of becoming his Fire Lady but he’d asked the peasant to reign with him.
It wasn’t fair the Waterbender appeared out of nowhere, took his first sowing, received his signet, and more importantly made him happy. She was still a virgin but the peasant slept with him every night. Mai patted her flat stomach; the peasant had even carried and lost his child. Zuko wanted to give her another one. He wanted another woman to be the mother of his child. She would be the woman who bore his heirs but the Waterbender would be the mother of his child. The distinction was far greater than semantics implied.
Mai stepped closer to the door to listen more closely. They had stopped laughing and were talking. She had never imagined she’d live her mother’s life being married to Zuko. His parents were faithful to each other. Princess Ursa had been gone six years and Fire Lord Ozai had only been with two other women three years apart. Both were chosen because they bore a strong resemblance to her.
Mai wanted to know if she was strong enough to endure being married to a man for status knowing he had feelings for another. She needed to know if she could be a proper genteel wife and mother. The kind who pretended not to notice when her husband came home smelling of sex, if he came home at all. The kind who was able to lie next to her husband, lie with her husband when his body bore another’s scent and mark. She’d already tasted another woman on him. It sickened her to know what she attributed to sea water and the difference in how it affected soap and toothpaste, was really the Waterbender. Could she make love to him pretending the name she always heard was hers? Could she hide her tears so he’d never know? So the world never knew? Her mother had taught her all she needed to do so but she wasn’t sure she could bear a lifetime of living a lie.
Zuko. She listened as another woman called her fiancé’s name huskily but with uncertainty.
I just want to touch you Katara. Zuko’s tone was reassuring. There was pause then a relieved laugh. I’d like that.
Zuko was a noisy kisser but he was never that loud with her. Uhhn… Ahghn
Those sounds were made at the exact same time.
Mai closed her eyes. Zuko wasn’t the only one making noises. He’d often told her he wanted to see and hear her reactions. He wanted to know if she liked what he was doing. She’d tried because he’d asked her to but stopped because she thought she sounded absurd. The Waterbender didn’t seem to have the same problem. The sounds got louder.
Zuko stop
I’m sorry. I just…
…I know…
There was another break in conversation and Mai could hear heavy breathing, and moaning start again. The sounds got louder and it was longer before they started speaking again.
Zuko wait
Kataraaa… please
He was begging. Mai recognized that tone. She knew what he was begging for.
Zuko…
The Waterbender’s voice was hesitant as though she were considering it. Mai had considered it too but never unconditionally agreed to what he wanted her to do.
Please I promise I’ll make it good for you Katara. Please I need to be inside you. Will you let me make love to you?
She’d made him beg too, but he never sounded so desperate when he begged for her. He never said he needed to be inside her only that he wanted to fuck her. Those were his exact words fuck; never make love or consummate their betrothal. If they were just talking he sometimes remembered she hated when he called it that, fucking was for whores not fiancées, and asked to have sex. If they were half naked and heated it was always fuck.
Her fiancé wanted to fuck her but he’d asked another woman if they could make love.
Mai didn’t hear anything else at least not words. There were gasps, sighs, and the occasional creak of the mattress. She didn’t hear what Katara told him. Her heart was pounding waiting for the answer. She knew he was sticking his penis inside her but Mai wanted to know if they fucked or truly made love. She needed to know why Zuko promised to make it good for her. Did he do it out of a selfishness because it made her more eager to please his dragon or out of a genuine desire to please her?
His favorite animal was koalaotter. He said it was delicious and tasted like Waterbender. Was that why there was an abundance of soft feminine sounds but she couldn’t hear him? Was he, her fiancée, performing the honorable wife on a Waterbender? His mouth hadn’t traveled any lower than her breast, but he was willing to put his head between her legs and taste her intimate parts? Koalaotter. What in the hell kind of name was that anyway?
Ah …Zu…
Am I hurting you?
No, it doesn’t hurt
Mai’s hand clenched over her heart. It hurt. It hurt so bad. Why weren’t they saying more? Why wouldn’t they let her know if they were fucking or making love? She needed to know if she could be the dutiful but scorned wife like her mother whose second child was a miracle considering her husband only graced her bed on her birthday, their wedding anniversary and the rare times the one he wanted wasn’t available.
“Mai are you okay?”
She looked up. One of twins was standing in front of her. She refused to call them by number, “I’m fine, Jianguo.”
“No you’re not. If you were fine you wouldn’t be crying.” Zhao 1 stated.
Aaah…unmn…Katara...
His eyes widened and he turned to the slightly opened door. He could see the bookshelf at the foot of the bed. He asked her incredulously, “Are you listening to them? Come on, Mai. You’ll feel better once we go.”
“No I need to…” Mai began. She needed to know why Zuko was going to make it good for her. Was it because he wanted to make love to her or because he wanted her to be enthusiastic when he fucked her?
I love you
She stilled. That was Zuko’s voice. He had never told her that he loved her; only that he didn’t hate her. I love you Katara He said it again this time it sounded more convincing; the third even more so. I love you so much
“Come on Mai. You don’t need to hear that. He doesn’t mean it all guys say that in the heat of passion to whoever is sheathing their dragon. It makes them move better.” Zhao 1 wrapped his hand around her elbow. She jerked it away.
Zuko…wait…
I’m sorry...I just…
It’s okay…I mean… if you want to
Katara, are you sure?
I…I missed you
There was pause after the soft spoken words and Mai looked at Zhao 1. Zuko had professed his love for the Waterbender without entering her. He was only supposed to be saying that while they were fucking.
I love you Katara. Do you know how badly I am aching to be inside you? These past weeks have been hell without you. Let’s not have that kind of fight again
Zuko’s voice was deeper and scratchier than she had ever heard it. It was as if he were choking on raw emotion. If she didn’t know better she would guess he was crying.
Don’t cry Zuko. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I won’t ever hurt you like that again.
He was crying. Zuko was crying because he missed her. He said they’d been together every night but they were fighting. Zuko was crying because he’d missed the Waterbender. He was crying because she hurt him. Mai knew she did not have the power to hurt him to the point of tears. Not to the point he’d felt like he was in hell for weeks.
A choked whimper escaped from Mai’s mouth. Zuko’s past few weeks were hell. The past few weeks Zuko had been with her. It had been hell being with her. He was with her because they were fighting? The Waterbender was his prisoner and he was upset because they were fighting? He needed a friend because he and the peasant had been fighting? He let her believe they were back together because they were fighting? Mai searched Jianguo’s face for answers. It was blurry. She could barely see it.
Zuko...It was hell for me too…I missed you…aaahhhh…I missed…ah…kissing you...ahhhmp… hearing the way you said my name...my Zuko…my aaahhh… sweet… aahhh…precious…aaahhhh...Zuaahh-ko…aah…missed you…missed you so much
She had blown him four times. Each time he smelled like soap. It was visibly clean but there had been a lingering taste she couldn’t place on his cock but and in his mouth but he was in hell? Her fiancée was in hell kissing, touching, and being sucked by her because she wasn’t the Waterbender?
Katara…oh…Agni…Katara…I love you...ughhnn... love you…ughhnn…Katara…Katara…love…love you
“You don’t need to hear this Mai. You deserve a man that will treat you better,” Jianguo said softly as he picked her up.
Mai wasn’t aware she’d started trembling until his arms were around her. He shut the door and carried her back to his room but not before she had her answer. She spent the all day in his bed crying while he, his brother, Ty Lee and Mu took turns trying to console her. She was better off not knowing. She was so much better off not knowing. The truth was far worse than she imagined.
Zuko made love to her
When Jianguo lifted her and turned to shut the door it created a tiny breeze that made the gap larger. She was at just the right angle to get a fleeting glimpse of the bed but it would forever be burned in her memory.
Zuko made love to the Waterbender
Her fiancé was kissing the Waterbender. Her legs were on either side of him. That muscular ass that he’d shown them earlier rose and fell as he moved between them. One of her hands was on his back, the other was in his hair; one ankle was hooked over his calf. One of his hands caressed her cheek, the other gripped her thigh. Her eyes were closed, but his were focused on her.
Her fiancé made love to that Waterbending whore
That savage made him happy. That savage made him laugh. That savage made him cry. That savage made him feel things he had never felt for her. That savage made Zuko love her. For the first time in years Mai wanted her mother. When she finally gained the strength to return to her room Azula was sitting on her desk waiting for her.
“How was your day Mai? Nevermind, a little birdie told me you listened to my brother fucking his little toy. How many times did he tell her he loved her today? The most I’ve heard him say it was six,” Azula explained as though she was lecturing about the principles of Firebending to an idiot.
Azula rested her chin against her palm as though she were in deep thought before speaking, “I think he really means it. Zuzu isn’t one to tell lies. I don’t think he would deliberately mislead her. He’s not the type to spend time with a woman, make her think he cares for her when he really wishes she was another girl and then tell her he doesn’t give a shit about her after he’s stuck his dick in her mouth.”
“Zuzu is way too softhearted to do that,” Azula smirked while rolling her eyes.
Mai closed her eyes. It was enough to stop her tears from falling or prevent Azula from seeing them.
The princess smiled predatorily, “Are you finally ready to confirm you’re still a virgin?”
“Get out Azula,” Mai demanded angrily.
“When you get tired of being a scorned woman your position of Chancellor of the Realm will be waiting,” Azula reminded her as she stood. Mai was stubborn, if she had reached the point she wasn’t trying to hide her emotions it would do more harm than good to push her but she couldn’t resist one making one final barb as she opened the door, “I wonder what Sokka would think if I were to tell him that unlike Fire Nation leftovers, Water Tribe leftovers seem to be in high demand.”
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