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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KATARA: That’s how the two lovers found each other. They just put out their lights and followed the crystals.
Katara lets go of Aang’s hand and points down the tunnel.
KATARA: That must be the way out.
Aang and Katara hug.
AANG: So…um…
Katara looks at Aang and smiles.
KATARA: Appa, you go on ahead. Aang and I want to…admire the crystals a little longer.
Appa looks at Aang.
AANG: Go on, boy. We’ll be right behind you.
Appa walks down the tunnel.
AANG (looking up): So… These crystals…
KATARA: Aang… We’re all alone.
AANG: Yeah…
KATARA: I mean… We may never get a chance like this again.
AANG: To do…?
Katara’s eyes gaze into Aang’s, and she slowly starts taking off her clothes. Aang watches with nervous excitement as she strips down to her white underwear. He takes a moment to admire her chest and the rest of her delicate curves while she’s not looking.
KATARA (rubbing her arm): Are you…uh…going to too?
Aang quickly stops himself from staring at her body and looks her in the eyes.
AANG: Uh…yeah.
Aang follows Katara’s example and strips down to his underwear.
Without saying a word, Katara turns around and starts taking off the rest of her clothing. Aang’s eyes grow wide as he sees her naked ass for the first time.
Once Katara is completely naked, she holds her hands over her breasts and turns around. Aang’s eye’s immediately move down to the exposed spot between Katara’s legs. There isn’t much to see other than her thick pubic hair. Aang looks over the rest of her body, not knowing what to say.
When Aang’s eyes meet with Katara’s again, he reacts by finally taking off the rest of this clothing. He makes no attempt to cover himself, giving Katara a full view of his aroused penis.
Katara moves her hands away from her chest, showing Aang her small perky breasts. She rubs her arm again and tries to avoid staring at Aang’s erection. Aang shows less self-control by locking his sights on Katara’s chest
AANG: So… We’re naked…
KATARA: Yeah…
AANG: You look…pretty.
KATARA: Thanks… So do you. I mean…you look…good.
AANG: Do you…want to kiss again?
KATARA: Sure.
Katara walks up to Aang and places her hands on his shoulders. Aang follows her example. They press their lips together and share another tender kiss. They both keep their eyes closed and stand almost perfectly still. Their hands remain on each other’s shoulders
Katara pulls away from the kiss and smiles at Aang. Aang smiles back awkwardly. His eyes keep looking down at Katara’s chest then back up to her eyes.
AANG: So, uh—
Without Aang noticing, Katara’s hands had slipped down to his butt. He looks her in the eye and blushes.
Katara kisses Aang on the cheek.
KATARA (avoiding eye contact): You can touch me too…
AANG (startled and nervous): Okay.
His hands quickly latch onto Katara’s round ass, pulling her in closer. Aang’s penis nudges Katara. She looks down and leans back to get a better look. Aang looks from side to side, pretending not to notice what Katara is looking at.
Katara stares at her friend’s erection and quickly visualizes the other penises she’s seen as a comparison. She pictures Haru’s first. It’s flaccid but quite large, and it has a tight foreskin that shows off the large shapely head of the penis.
Next, she pictures Jet standing next to Haru. Jet’s penis starts off somewhat small while flaccid, much smaller than Haru’s, but it quickly grows in size as Katara remembers how it looked when he had an erection.
Katara pictures the boys turning, showing off their profiles. She doesn’t even bother trying to imagine what Haru looks like erect, but she clearly remembers Jet’s erection. His foreskin is pealed back, and his shaft sticks out roughly six inches, pointing up slightly.
Katara visualizes Aang standing behind Jet in her line of naked boys. His penis starts out erect and points up higher at a steeper angle than Jet’s, but it’s a couple inches shorter than the freedom fighter’s. And Aang’s foreskin isn’t pealed back all of the way. It covers most of the penis’s head, leaving only the very tip exposed.
For a split second Sokka pops up between Jet and Aang, but Katara quickly gets the entire image out of her mind.
She presses the palm of her hand against Aang’s penis and cradles his scrotum as she had done for Jet.
KATARA (whispering): I want you, Aang.
Katara wraps her arms around Aang and kisses him on the mouth, not giving him enough time to react. Her weight tips him over, and they both fall onto the ground.
KATARA: Sorry!
Aang groans. He leans up to rub his back then lies down flat on the hard ground. Katara is on her hands and knees, looking down at him.
KATARA: Are you okay?
AANG: I’m fine.
KATARA: You’re sure you want to do this?
Aang’s takes one quick look at Katara’s breasts then looks her in the eye.
AANG (nodding his head): Mhm.
Katara blushes and looks away.
AANG: Are you?
Katara kisses him on the cheek the leans back until she’s sitting on his lap. Aang’s penis sticks up straight between Katara’s legs.
KATARA: Definitely.
Katara grabs Aang’s erection and gracefully places herself on top of it. It slides in smoothly. Katara sighs, her eyes half lidded. Aang moans softly and watches Katara’s every move.
Katara starts to move herself up and down on Aang’s cock. Her arms just rest loosely in front of her as she tries to find a steady rhythm. Aang looks up at her with awe, as if a goddess was sitting on top of him. But Katara’s initial lust driven assertiveness fades away as she is suddenly put into the spotlight.
AANG (barely loud enough for Katara to hear): You’re beautiful…
Katara places her hands on her thighs and quickens her pace, but Aang’s praise only makes her more nervous. She avoids looking at him and keeps her head low. She focuses on the movement of her hips and the way Aang slides in and out of her, trying not to make it uncomfortable for either of them.
Aang reaches out and grabs her hands. This startles Katara. She looks straight at him and forces a nervous smile. They press their palms together and interlock their fingers. Katara leans in over Aang.
She reaches a more steady, yet not completely confident, pace. Now she focuses completely on Aang’s eyes. They both smile warmly at each other, allowing them both to relax.
Katara slowly closes her eyes and moans softly. Her small breasts bounce as she shifts from barely moving her hips to aggressively crashing them down upon Aang.
She leans back and lets go of Aang’s hands, now steadying herself by pressing hers against Aang’s legs. Aang rests his hands gently around Katara’s waist, and he continues to gaze upon his friend. The green light of the crystals gives her dark skin a beautiful glow, and the tiny beads of sweat on her body shimmer.
Katara finally breaks the somewhat awkward silence.
KATARA: Aang!
She leans over him and grabs his face, pulling his head off the ground. Aang grabs Katara’s shoulders and braces himself for her kiss.
She kisses him on the lips and opens her mouth to slide her tongue in. Aang opens his eyes wide and stares at Katara with surprise, but her eyes are shut. She moans into Aang’s mouth as she rubs her tongue against his.
Aang’s hands slip off of Katara’s shoulders and make their way to her chest. He grabs onto her perky breasts, what little there is to grab onto, and squeezes them gently as Katara continues to slam her hips against his.
Katara pulls away from the kiss with her tongue sticking out. Aang’s mouth is wide open as he pants, recovering from Katara’s intensity.
Aang grabs Katara’s ass and starts bucking his hips. His tight scrotum bounces in unison with Katara’s breasts as the two lovers lose control of their bodies.
Katara plants both of her hands on the ground on either side of Aang, with her neck leaning forward and looking down at him. Her long braid slides off her shoulder and sways back and forth against her arm.
AANG: Katara… I’m…
He takes his hands off of her, allowing Katara to get off of him. But she simply slows her pace. Aang looks up at her with concern. For a brief moment, Katara ignores the obvious risk. Her face only shows signs of longing. Her hips begin to move in more drawn out and deliberate motions.
AANG: I can’t—
Katara finally leans back and pulls herself off of Aang. His sturdy erection slides out of her and twitches, aching for release.
Katara grabs it and sits down next to Aang. It only takes a few seconds before her stroking allows Aang to reach orgasm. His breathing becomes sporadic for a few seconds as he ejaculates onto his stomach and Katara’s hand.
AANG: Katara… Did we just…?
KATARA (smiling): Yeah. We did.
Aang sits up and stares at the ground while Katara looks at him and tugs on her braid.
KATARA: We should probably get out of here.
AANG: Oh… Yeah.
Aang stands up and waterbends the semen off of him and Katara. Then they both silently pick their clothes up off of the ground and put them back on with their backs turned towards each other. Aang finishes first. He turns around and notices that Katara isn’t done, so he turns around again and waits.
Once Katara finishes, she runs by Aang and waves her arm towards the way out.
KATARA: Come on!
Aang smiles and follows her.
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