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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: The Legend of Korra, any historical figures or events, or easily recognizable persons, places or things. I make no profit from this work of fanfiction

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Chapter 23
They got ready for the banquet in silence. Katara put on her dress and Zuko immediately cursed himself for allowing Mine to make something that beautiful. She called the dress the colors of sunset and it suited Katara perfectly. The rich silks caught and reflected the light giving her skin a healthy glow. The blue in the dress brought out her eyes. The lighter shades on the outside seamlessly deepened to darker shades in the middle bringing attention to the valley between her fully clothed breasts, the way her legs parted with every moment and how each swish of the ankle length dress exposed her perfectly polished toes.
One of the attendants had come to the room to do her hair and makeup but was only able to blend the cosmetics to lightly color her lips and eyelids. The entire effect was an exotic mixture of innocence and sensuality. She looked utterly exquisite and fuckable.
“You look absolutely gorgeous. So beautiful,” Zuko said huskily as he moved to stand behind her. His fingers lightly touched the clasp of her necklace, “I’ll give it back after the banquet. If my father sees it he’ll take it from you.”
He waited until she nodded to remove her mother’s necklace and tucked it inside his shirt for safekeeping. Katara jumped when his hands lightly skimmed the sides of her waist.
“Relax, Katara. I’m not going to hurt you. There will be a lot of men looking for entertainment this evening. I need to place my mark on you to let them you are taken,” he rasped against the side of her neck. “I don’t want to give them any excuses if they attempt to molest you.”
Katara closed her eyes and nodded. She was truly afraid for her safety; after no punishment was dealt to the nobleman who hurt a young Fire Nation girl she knew there would be no repercussions for harming her. She closed her eyes and pretended that Jet, Haru, Taruk, anyone but Zuko was the one staking his claim on her.

The prince took his time sucking hickeys on her neck to discourage anyone who tried to forget his claim on her while his seeking fingers explored her body. He licked them before retreating to the bathroom to compose himself. While he was dealing with his arousal he came to realize how often he’d performed this very act during his exile thinking of her and that his uncle may have been right in concluding he actually did want her.
He never shot a load like that thinking of Mai even the times she’d lain beside him and let him suck her breast as she touched him. His hand had often been covered in her juices but he’d never gotten the urge to lick his fingers after they’d been inside her. He splashed his face with water after washing his hands and grumbled, “What am I doing? Get a hold of yourself. She’s just a stupid Water Tribe peasant. You don’t really like her you just don’t want what happened to the Kyoshi warrior to happen to her. What’s wrong with you?”
Little did he know his companion was equally conflicted.

Katara looked in the mirror finding it hard to believe the person staring back was herself. She looked like a princess and she felt like a princess; far more so than she did in Ba Sing Se when they crashed the king’s party. She had not even lost the feeling after Prince Jerkbender placed his mark on her neck and fingered her. She ran her fingers over the love bites sending little tingles running down her neck, over her breast and straight to her crotch following the same pathway Zuko’s attentions took. She was not expecting his lips to be so soft or that anything he did would be capable of causing that pleasant warmth in her belly and tingle between her legs.
She had noticed the prince was handsome the moment he invaded her village. It turned into a crush as time went on and he was the only boy she’d consistently seen other than Aang and Sokka. But that was before he had captured the three of them and repeatedly violated her. The first time should have been enough to chase away her little crush; not just chase it away, but chase it away Zuko style - sending it running for its life from one pole to the other until it didn’t dare come back.
But it didn’t, neither did what he did earlier.
While she doubted his word about the intentions of his crew, she fully believed he was shielding her from the nobles. She had heard what some of them said they would do to her. He had hurt her but she knew anyone who would brutalize a child in such a manner would undoubtedly do worse to her. Even though Zuko been the one to cause her tears, he’d held her while she was crying and sought medical attention for her. He’d taken her shopping and insisted in purchasing expensive clothes for her instead of the more moderately priced ones she’d requested.
He was confusing her.
Katara wasn’t sure if she was dealing with the angry boy who’d chased them all over the world or the sad and lonely boy she’d actually had a conversation with under Ba Sing Se. The only thing she was certain of was that he would somehow betray her and she would find a way to make him pay for what he’d done to her so far. She glanced as him as stepped out of the bathroom. She was even more confused when he gently lifted her hands and kissed each one before placing identical thick golden bracelets on her wrists and a third on his own.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice wavering slightly with the question. He waited until she nodded to link the cuffs on their wrists with a golden chain long enough to afford them both freedom of movement.
Zuko’s mind was still in turmoil as he smiled at her and he offered his arm as her escort. Clarity sat in for Katara the moment she realized the beautiful golden bands about her wrist were not accessories. They were handcuffs.
Author’s Note: Thank you for reading.
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