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Slow Heat
Chapter 29 – Time Enough For Love
After last chapter, I bet y'all are looking forward to how I do things for the Sozin's Comet arc. Rest assured, you'll like it. But first, I wanted a chapter focusing on the Zuko/Katara/Aang triangle, so this chapter takes place between Ember Island Players and Sozin's Comet pt. 1. As you probably figured, that means this chapter should have good amount of tension. And heat. And UST. And attempted cockblocking. And more tension. And some humor too. :D If this all sounds good, then proceed. As always, crit, feedback, and reviews are welcome and much appreciated.
Without further ado, enjoy!
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Two Weeks BSC
(Early-Mid September, 1101)
Zuko
After what had happened between Katara and the Avatar, he redoubled his efforts to catch her attention and get into my way. Whenever I wanted to be with Katara, he would find us and pop in, whether we were training with one another at the beach. I even caught him watching us when we got up early so we could do some sunrise calisthenics together, something Katara had enjoyed and learned from. At meals, he would grab a seat next to her whenever he could. Sometimes he was successful, sometimes not. It just depended on where I was at that time.
Toph had become an co-conspirator. She would drag Aang away to train with him, leaving the two of us alone. And in return, Katara and I would help nudge her and Sokka closer together by finding little opportunities for them to interact or have a bit of time together. I tried to drop subtle hints to Sokka to pay more attention to the Earthbender who had a crush on him. I knew he missed Suki and I respected that, but knowing that Suki was an prisoner of Azula and knowing what my sister was capable of, I knew very well that Sokka might never see her again. And besides, they did go well together. It was funny to hear them snark at one another.
I smiled in appreciation as I sipped my glass of iced tea. Having a hot cup of tea on a Fire Nation summer day seemed silly to me, but then when Katara turned some water into ice-balls and chilled the tea, it made the perfect treat. She and I sat on the steps, leaning back and drinking out tea, lounging around in swimsuits and basking in the warm sun with our limbs slightly splayed out like a pair of big cats.
“If I wasn't a Waterbender, I'd be so miserable.” she announced before she took a big gulp of her drink.
“We'd all be miserable.” I replied lightly. We both laughed, though not too loudly, mindful of Aang's gaze on us as he sat there on the sand, sipping his own drink. Sokka was just laying out in a pair of shorts, and Toph was wiggling her little toes in the sand.
After what I had learned at Chan's party, we had discussed what we would do. We knew we would have to leave Ember Island and intercept Ozai before he could raze Ba Sing Se. Before that, we would train and rest and I would try to contact the White Lotus. It'd be nice to know what they were up to and if we could coordinate our efforts for a cleaner victory.
“Maybe you and I could go out tonight for a walk on the beach or to the marketplace. The restaurants stay open late, and there's other things we could do.” I smirked. Summer was the busiest season for this island, and there was no end of diversions for the young people that made up the majority of the island guests.
“Sounds lovely.” She raised her hands over her head, the sunlight giving her skin a beautiful toned glow. I stared at her quietly, feeling happy just to be in her presence. I would have leaned over to kiss her, but the Avatar was still staring.
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Aang
Zuko and Katara looked so at ease in one another's company as they sat there on the steps. Katara seemed to want to hang more with him than with me, and I actually missed the days where she would ignore him or they would fight with one another. And then when I wanted time with Katara, she'd always give it to me. But now she was giving it to him and just sitting with him, instead of training – I'd understand training time, but not this! I sipped my ice-tea as I watched them. She stretched out, and I saw him smile a little as he stared at her body. Oh, this was too much!
I got to my feet and walked up the steps, looking down at Katara and saying nothing to Zuko.
“I was thinking, you know, it's such a hot day, maybe you and I could walk along the shore and maybe swim a little.” I smiled at her. I still felt like a idiot for what happened at the theater, and wanted to clear things up. The two of them exchanged a glance – wait,what did that mean – and she nodded before getting up.
“See you in a bit.” Zuko said. She stared back at him before nodding, and gave him a light wave. He waved back before she turned away from him.
There's definitely something going on between them. Zuko had looked so mad when I kissed Katara. As we walked down the steps to the sand, I felt my stomach churn at the possibility that Zuko might like Katara the way I do. He couldn't like her! Not like that! I'd liked Katara for so long, and I didn't want to think that she... might actually like him back. He was a Firebender, she was a Waterbender. They had been such enemies before. It was nice that they were friends, but they couldn't be more than that. No way!
Katara was supposed to be my girl! She was perfect for me. Okay, okay. I would handle this carefully. I wasn't gonna make a mistake like I did before.
I was quiet as we walked along the shore, deciding to wait till we were out of earshot of the others. It was quiet and peaceful. Perfect.
“Katara... I wanted to apologize for the other night. I never meant to make you uncomfortable.” I said as I gently grabbed hold of her arm. She turned to look at me.
“Forget about it.”
“No! I mean... look, I don't want any misunderstandings between us. I just want to make sure everything's clear.”
“Relax. I said forget it. I'm not mad, okay?” she replied. I relaxed a little. Not mad, I could definitely deal with that.
“Okay. Okay. That's cool. Uh... yes. But I was serious about what I said before about being with you. I like you a lot and I know you said you were confused right now, but I was thinking that after the War... you know.... after we defeat the Fire Lord and everything...”
Katara was staring at me. I wasn't sure what she was thinking. I couldn't tell if she was happy or mad, but she did look just a bit sad. She quickly looked away.
“Katara?” I whispered.
“I heard what you said. Yeah. We can talk about it later.” She turned away from me and walked down the sand as I followed her quietly before taking her hand. She let me hold it for just a bit, and I loved the feeling of her hand in mine. But after just a few moments, she pulled it away and placed it over her stomach along with her other hand, fiddling her fingers. Why was she so open around Zuko but couldn't be like that around me? I had seen the glances and little smiles they would share. Why couldn't Katara and me be like that?
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One Week, Five Days BSC
Zuko
Over the next couple of days, we managed to glean a couple of new bits of information through the marketplace and by a secret ninja mission to another party thrown at a friend of Chan's house. Since Ember Island was not far from the path from Sozun to Ba Sing Se, we still had several days to train and prepare for the final showdown.
Over the last two days, I had barely had an opportunity to be alone with the Waterbender. My Waterbender. It rankled me that the Avatar seemed to always show up when we wanted to head off for some time alone – a training session or a walk, or even a soak in the hot springs – it was as if he could read my mind as to when I wanted some time with Katara, then proceeded to do his best to make sure it didn't happen.
I stood on the veranda in the shadows as I watched Katara Waterbend. She looked so beautiful, her eyes luminous as she lazily waved her hand, a long and ribbonlike water whip winding through the air much like a sea-snake. She wasn't training – merely relaxing and having a bit of fun – and I enjoyed watching her. The night breeze was cool against my bare chest as I leaned against the pillar, wearing my pajama pants.
I had set something up in my room, having planned it for a couple of days now and gathering all the things I needed. Everything now sat in readiness. Tonight... I would seduce Katara. I had a fire-lily – a fortuitous exploration trip revealed a small patch of them near the Summer Palace – and lightly fingered the silken petals as I watched my love.
I would give her a night she would enjoy. It would be to show my appreciation for her and what she had done for me. It was the least she deserved, and when she became my Fire Lady, I would give her the world.
After several minutes, she let the water whip drop back into the fountain and rose to her feet, her hair tied back in a loose braid. The thin crescent of the moon and the stars made for a soft, almost surreal light, surrounding us in shadows.
“Tara.” I whispered, making a small flame in my hand, illuminating my face, chest, and the fire-lily.
“Hello there.” she replied softly, moving through the inky blue-blackness and approaching the edge of the light given off by my flame. Her dark skin had a deep, delicious glow from that light, standing out in contrast to the cream-colored nightie and shorts she wore. I saw her raise her hand, her palm upturned in offering. Choosing the hand that held the flame, I extinguished it and took Katara's hand, my fingers stroking along her palm before gripping her wrist gently, pulling her closer so I could stroke the petals of the lily along her face. A soft little coo escaped her mouth as I ran it along her lips.
I had no fancy silk sheets, expensive oils or incense, or any jewelry or other expensive trinkets to offer Katara. But I knew that such things would not matter to her as long as she was made comfortable. We made out way through the halls silently and slid into my room, quietly closing and locking it before us.
The heavy, low table in the side area of the suite was set with candles, illuminating the room. Judging from her soft gasp, my efforts had been worthy. I had a pot of tea made, having tasted it before I went to Katara, to ensure it tasted good – at least, as good as I could make it, no one could rival my Uncle in tea-making. I had made up small plate with slices of fruit that I had drizzled honey over, along with a small bowl of more honey for dipping in, and had even managed to get some chocolate – a slightly expensive treat – and drew up some fresh water from the well, putting it in the pitcher next to the plate. I had made up the mat, straightening out the pillows and sheets and folding back the top sheet invitingly.
Katara smiled at me lovingly, her appreciation for my effort shining in her eyes.
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Katara
Oh. How sweet of Zuko. I actually felt my eyes tear up for a moment as I gazed at the little things he had done to make it an comfortable and inviting scene. He was looking down at me with a soft smile, and I blushed.
I ran my fingers through his slightly damp hair, rumpling his hair before lowering it to touch his face, feeling the smooth skin of his scar. He tilted his head into my hand as he let out a quiet sigh. I smiled and continued to explore his scar, using my other hand to hook around his neck so I could pull him down for a kiss. I pressed my lips to his scar, hearing him give out a faint hum of appreciation. My lips then went lower, pressing against his own as I felt his hands touch my sides. I knew that my attention to his scar made him feel loved and treasured. The air felt thick around us as I stared up at him, touching his scar again.
“You are the most handsome man in the world.” I whispered. I saw him smile faintly.
“Now, how about some tea?” I asked as I pulled away from him, seeing him idly touch his face where I had kissed his scar. It almost seemed as if he still felt that soft touch. I smiled at him again before I poured a cup of tea for him, the faint scent of ginseng and jasmine tickling my nose.
I saw the small arrangement of fruits and chocolate on the table, smiling to myself. How thoughtful. It seemed that Zuko's time spent working at the tea-shop had taught him a few things about food preparation, and he sat down as I plucked up a strawberry, savoring the burst of sweetness as I bit into it. Too bad that strawberries didn't grow in the snowfields that surrounded the Northern and Southern Water Tribes. I adored the plump and pink-red fruit. I felt his eyes on me, and gave out a soft 'Mmm' of satisfaction as I ate the rest of the strawberry.
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Zuko
Only if Katara knew just how much I wanted to have her to feast upon, rather than the offerings I had made. Absently, I plucked a random piece of fruit. Much to my horror, I bit into a piece of papaya, and had to keep from frowning angrily at this unpleasant discovery. It'd be hardly becoming to spit it out in front of her, so I swallowed it, catching her glancing at me in curiosity.
“If you don't like papaya, then why did you put it on the plate?” she asked in a point-blank but soft tone. My smile was slightly forced due to the flavor of my least favorite fruit lingering on my tongue.
“I thought you would like some.”
“What? Are you kidding? I don't like papayas either!” She let out a small laugh and shook her head, and I wasn't sure whether to laugh at this revelation or grimace for the fact that I had eaten papaya.
“Well, that's another thing we have in common, I guess.” I remarked with a small grin as I quickly plucked up the few other pieces of papaya and unceremoniously banished them to the very edge of the plate before sipping some tea to wash down the flavor.
“Why don't you have something else? Something sweeter?” she asked. She picked up a honeyed orange slice and offered it, daintily holding it between her thumb and index finger. I wiggled closer, removing the gap between us as I took it with my teeth, neatly lifting it out of her grip as my eyes twinkled. I winked at her before sucking the orange into my mouth. After a few chews, I swallowed it before grabbing her wrist gently, licking the orange juice and honey off her digits. Her hand remained where it was, its owner making no effort to take it back. I gently lowered my head, pressing my lips to her finger before swirling my tongue around it.
I wasn't sure how she would respond to the audacity of my action. I saw a number of emotions swirl in these azure depths, but disgust wasn't one of them.
When I lifted my head again, Katara picked up a strawberry, offering it to me with an almost shy smile. She waved the fruit in a slow and tempting way, her eyes offering an open invitation. I opened my mouth and claimed the fruit, but instead of eating it, I held it gently between my teeth, seeing the passion inflame Katara's gaze.
“Zuko...” she groaned huskily, inching towards me. I felt a light tug as her teeth clamped down on the fruit, our noses touching. As soon as she bit down on her half, she pressed her lips to mine. I quickly swallowed my piece and licked her lips with my tongue, tasting the flavor of the juice on her soft lips. I pushed it into her mouth, and delighted when she stroked it with her own.
My hands went to her sides as I pulled her even closer, and she wrapped her arm around my neck, wrestling her tongue against mine.
I broke free from the intoxicating kiss for air as I felt my heart pound wildly in my chest. Where in Agni's name did that come from? That searing, ravenous hunger, that overwhelming desire that exploded through my body at that kiss... It was an all-consuming desire that was clawing at my soul and core. It was a passion that my Waterbender matched. She was the perfect match for me, my intended mate, just as Agni had found his own mate.
“Oh, Zuko...” She almost seemed as she would faint. Her throaty moan only tantalized me further. Damnit. How I wanted to hear her moan and scream out my name in the throes of ecstasy I would bring her.
We shared a few more pieces of fruit before Katara slid her sandals off her feet, moving over to the futon and sitting on its edge of the mat, relaxed and welcoming. Her hands were loosely folded in her lap, looking comely in her white pajamas.
I slunk over to sit next to her, gazing down at her.
“What if I just wanted you to hold me?” Katara asked quietly. I blinked and stared down at her.
I couldn't lie to myself. I prayed it was just a hypothetical question as I desired her very much right now. My passion was raging now, and I felt it push against my pajama pants.
“That... would be all right.” I managed to say. It would be hard to snuggle with her and ignore my erection, and suddenly, a cold shower seemed appropriate.
“I'll say one thing though. Right now... I'm in the mood for more than holding.” she replied with a smirk.
Oh thank you, blessed Agni! I could hardly keep from grinning like a loon. She slowly pulled out of my embrace, and started to remove her little nightie, and I watched silently as she made short work of her shorts.
“Would... would you think me strange, if I had a request to make?”
“What kind of request?” I asked, wondering what she might desire. She smiled shyly before she rose to her feet. I admired her cute bottom as she made her way to the table, plucking up some chocolate and sitting next to me before she started to smear some of the treat along her tits, the confection indistinguishable against her dark brown aureola, her nipples hardening.
She glanced up at me and cupped her breasts in offering. Oh, Katara. You never cease to amaze me. I felt the heat increase between my legs to a point where it almost burned, and she offered me the last bit of chocolate left on her fingers. As before, I sucked on her fingers before moving closer, concentrating on a far tastier treat.
My tongue flicked around her nipples, licking and sucking off the chocolate before I attacked her nipples, biting them gently and tugging at them before sucking them, continuing this long after ever last little bit of chocolate was gone. Her breasts were soft and warm, her flesh having a pleasant and warm, feminine flavor to it. I felt her tangle her fingers in my hair as I nuzzled her chest lovingly. She whispered my name longingly as I felt her fingers muss up my hair, as if it was the only word she knew. How nice that felt!
My hands ran along her sides, her chest and toned arms. Just touching her skin gave me enormous pleasure. As she purred out my name, I kissed further south, my lips trailing along her stomach. I had tasted her breasts, now I wanted to taste something else. Gently, I eased her back as my lips traveled even lower, coming to the edge of her pubic thatch. I lifted my head to see that small, dark area and the soft little slit just below it. A devious idea came to me, and I shot her a smirk before getting up to grab a strawberry. She stared at me wonderingly but I gave no indication of what I was about to do as I trailed kisses along her navel.
Carefully, I swiped the strawberry along her slit, causing Katara to give out a quiet little gasp. I raised the fruit, her juices glistening on it, which I swept off the berry with my tongue. The taste of strawberry and Katara... mmm.
“Zuko... what are you doing?” she gasped softly.
“I was curious.” I replied in a velvety tone, repeating the action with the strawberry, dragging it a bit slower along her womanhood. This time, I pushed it in, applying careful pressure until the berry was firmly ensconced in her cunt.
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Katara
I blushed even hotter, wondering how I must look, laying there with a strawberry in my womanhood, as if this was a regular occurrence. And the way he spoke in such a velvet tone was nearly driving me out of my mind. His gaze was like molten gold, heated, shining, all of his need and desire focused on me entirely.
For a moment, I wasn't sure if I should be honored or frightened. But after the first lick on my womanhood, I was definitely on the side of honored. I gave out a low groan and arched in pleasure before propping myself up on my elbows so I could watch him pleasure me. The look on his face told me that he wasn't just doing this for me – he himself was enjoying it. I felt incredibly flattered that he would taken pleasure in such an intimate act, licking and tasting of me everywhere he could, ignoring the strawberry for the time being.
I whimpered his name as he hungrily attacked my womanhood, nibbling and sucking my clit as I tried to keep myself from writhing around too much. Our eyes met for a moment, the lower half of his face obscured.
Never before in my life had I imagined that the Prince of the Fire Nation would do this for me, willingly and wholeheartedly. To give such pleasure was, in both its posture and execution, a form of submission. It demonstrated how highly Zuko thought of me, in an act of true intimacy and closeness.
He pushed me closer and closer, listening to my moans, concentrating on the areas that brought me most pleasure, and I had to stifle my mouth with my hand when he finally pushed me over the edge, otherwise the other occupants of the house would have heard my shrieks of pleasure as I orgasmed, clenching hard around the strawberry. Once the waves of pleasure washed over me, I felt my womanhood was a bit mushy. The large strawberry was smashed into jam from the force of my clench, and I blushed, imagining the mess. But I heard him laugh softly before he started licking up the fruit, getting up every bit of it and licking my womanhood clean of my own juices, his attention thorough and loving. My head lolled back as I let out a quiet sigh. Fuck. I'd never be able to look at strawberries the same way again.
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Zuko
I'd never be able to look at strawberries again without thinking of her. I placed light kisses along her slit to soothe her trembling as I heard her quiet whimper.
“Zuko.” I heard her whisper. I raised my head to look up at her, resting my cheek against her thigh. Images of taking her in many positions and christening various surfaces in the room came to mind. My hardness twitched violently in agreement. I wanted to have the Waterbender in every position possible and even create a few new ones, I wanted to hear her sing my name in pleasure and scream it in ecstasy. I wanted her entire body pliable, to have her whenever and wherever I wanted.
And from the way she was laying back and gazing at me contentedly, she was open to this idea.
“Please... your clothes. Take them off.” Katara cooed, looking like a siren on the linen sheets of the futon, spread out slightly, her blue eyes luminous.
Back when I was in exile, I had imagined being welcomed home after my exile was over, and being given a pretty noblewoman to sire my children with and continue the line of Agni. It would be arranged, of course. I hadn't expected anyone would love me. Yet I had found it here in the Waterbender who welcomed my need and attentions, and reciprocated with her own.
I blinked as she softly repeated her request. I stared at her. She was a prize worthy of any Fire Lord. No imperial brood-sow could ever hope to top her. Then again, that was impossible, as I would be the one to top her.
“You can have me any way you like.” she offered enticingly, batting her eyes. Just that soft statement got me even harder, if such a thing was even possible. In no time I was as naked as she, feeling her appreciative gaze as I sat there, my erection in full view. She took her time, her eyes slowly moving downwards and then back up
As Katara's hand drifted towards my manhood, I almost stopped breathing. Her fingers trailed along the crown before traveling lower, wrapping around my shaft loosely, squeezing and pumping experimentally for several strokes before trailing further down. I felt a gentle pressure as she weighed my sac in her palm and squeezed it lightly. Her enjoyment of this exploration was very apparent, and I held back a disappointed groan when her hand slid up to my stomach.
“... Would you like me to... taste you?” Katara asked as she looked up at me. I inhaled, the thought thrilling me to no end – I had fantasized about that pretty little mouth around my manhood – but managed to retain my calm, giving her cheek a loving stroke. The slight tremble of my hand betrayed my excitement, however.
“If...if you want to.” I managed to whisper, while screaming YES! in my mind.
Katara retrieved the remainder of chocolate from the plate and returned to my side, rubbing it against my nipples and tracing a thin trail along my stomach, using the last of the half-melted chocolate piece to smear against my cock. I gave out a soft hiss before she attacked my nipples, biting gently. She cleaned them good and proper before licking down my stomach, and I rested one of my hands on her head, my hardness throbbing madly. Her warm tongue lavishing my flesh was almost too much, and I shuddered as I felt her hot breath on the tip of my manhood.
I groaned her name pleadingly, the delicious ache in my loins almost unbearable. Her warm breath only tortured me further. I let out a soft growl, arching my body slightly, my cock drawing very near her lips, mere millimeters away. She grinned up at me before her tongue darted out, lapping the chocolate she had left at the tip as she slowly pulled down my foreskin. She was as thorough in her attentions as I had been, her mouth and hands traveling everywhere. The caresses of her tongue nearly drove me mad. I breathed slowly through my nose as she placed kisses and nibbled along the head, rubbing her tongue firmly along the sensitive opening.
“You're so hard, so long and thick... what you have is so different from what I have.” Katara crooned. I could not help but smile at this observation. Before I could comment further, I felt moist wetness surrounding the head of my prick. A loud groan tore itself from my throat as I felt my Waterbender sucking me slowly. I nodded encouragement, purring out her name as I felt her tongue swirl around. It took her a bit to get used to it, but there was no pressure, we were taking our time to explore. Soon enough though, her head was bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm, and she alternated between sucking and bobbing, and swirling her tongue around the head as she squeezed the shaft. Her other hand found my sac, and she cupped it, stroking and massaging it. Oh Agni. Oh, Katara. I couldn't think of anything else but the insistent heat that engulfed my throbbing need.
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Katara
His scent was warm and masculine, just a bit smoky amidst the clean, slightly musky scent of his groin. I felt his eyes on me as I lifted my head, pumping him a few times and seeing a droplet of his essence form at the tip. I gazed up at him as I lapped it up, flicking my tongue and relishing the taste. I resumed sucking, sensing that he was approaching his orgasm, swirling my tongue in that special little way that caused him to hiss loudly. I pumped what wasn't in my mouth, feeling the hot, straining flesh against my palm and loving every moment of it. When I saw the blissful expression on his face, his thick dark locks framing his handsome features, I managed to smile around what was in my mouth.
I sucked harder, feeling him tremble under my intensified ministrations, and felt a surge of power. I had Zuko – this fine specimen of a male – firmly under my thrall, and there were very few feelings like that in this entire world.
When I felt him gently try to free himself from my mouth and hand, I growled at him, strengthening the grip I had at the base of his shaft as I sucked harder. His hot flesh tightened and quivered as I gave him firm strokes of my tongue.
“Ka... tara!” Zuko moaned my name, his eyes rolling back as he issued forth his passion, filling my mouth with my reward. He came hard, filling my mouth and causing me to make a few quick swallows so I wouldn't be overwhelmed. I continued sucking, teasing out a few smaller spurts and continued licking him clean, his gaze now back on me as I lavished gentle attention, feeling him shudder under my lips. I gave him several long, slow licks for his pleasure, knowing he'd enjoy the little show.
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Zuko
The image of Katara licking me clean, like a feline savoring the last drops of cream, was an image that would remain pleasantly branded in my memory for the remainder of my days. Her attention caused my orgasm to linger, sending pleasant little aftershocks through my body. I moaned softly and flopped back on the mat, letting out a long exhale before I looked at her. She smiled and wiggled closer, stroking my face.
Right now, I felt lazy and loved, feeling her hands running all along my body. Doubtless I was grinning like a idiot, maybe grinning even wider than Aang's sunniest smile. But I couldn't find it in within me to care at all, feeling fingers trail along my chest. I let her explore me for a bit before I pulled her into a lazy embrace, inhaling the scent of her flesh and savoring her presence.
I imagined myself as Fire Lord with Katara at my side, to cuddle up to every night after long days of lordly duties. She would be my comfort and joy.
I felt her lips press gently along my stomach, peppering it with kisses. I reached out to stroke her hair before I heard a little coo of delight.
“Mmm. You're still hard.” she said as she looked up at me with a soft smile. I raised my eyebrow, pretending to be surprised.
“So I am.” I smirked at Katara. “What do you propose we do about it?"
“You can take me... in any way that you desire.” she replied with a soft purr, trailing a finger along my treasure trail.
“Any way I desire?” I purred, taking on the most velvety tone that I could and feeling her shiver in response. The invitation was very appealing, and left open a number of different options that had my manhood pulsing afresh.
“Mhm.” She blanketed herself over me, her tits pressing against my chest. My eyes moved along the room to the heavy table that I had set the snacks and drinks on, and I licked my lips.
“So if I want to... I can take you over that table?” I asked. She nodded eagerly.
“If you think the table can hold up.” she shot back.
“Or perhaps...I could pin you against the bedpost.”
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Katara
Oh, spirits preserve me. Zuko's eyes were smoldering, and the look in his eyes told me that one didn't have to be an Earthbender to create tremors.
“Like I said... anything you want. As long as you put this... “ I ran my finger along the underside of his manhood, “inside of me. I'm hungry for you.” I pleaded softly. How could I not want Zuko? My body ached for him.
“Take me.” I stated firmly, staring at him.
Obviously, that was one directive Zuko would happily follow. I found myself being pressed against the heavy door that led to the washroom. Our private areas rubbed against one another as we kissed hungrily, clawing at each other greedily, moaning into the kiss. He deepened the kiss as I felt him lift my legs to hook around his middle. I gladly did so, lifting myself between his body and the door and hooking my ankles together, feeling him slide into me in one swift thrust.
I welcomed this incredible feeling of fullness and growled into his mouth as I clenched around him tightly, wiggling against him, our bodies connected as one. I dug my nails into his shoulders, growling at him and letting him know he could be as fierce as he pleased. I needed it.
He thrust against me brutally, causing my breasts to jiggle against his chest, my hips undulating against his hard thrusts. It was all I could do to not scream when he orgasmed. For once, I'd love to really wail and not have to hold anything back. The last thing I needed was Sokka or Aang bursting into the room while we were still like this.
I moaned and slumped against the door as he pinned me there for several minutes, both of us catching our breath.
“Mmm. I love it when you're so fierce. Like a dragon.” I whispered as I nibbled along his ear.
“A dragon, you say?” Zuko asked, obviously pleased with the comparison.
“Dragons are strong, fierce, and noble. So are you.” I smiled at him. I was rewarded with a fierce nuzzle before he picked me up and bent me over the table.
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Zuko
She looked over her shoulder, her cerulean eyes glittering with desire and enthusiasm. Her gorgeous little rear end thrust up in the air, and I reached down to squeeze it with both hands, massaging it and enjoying the feeling of her firm yet pliant flesh before letting my hands slide down her back.
When I slid into her, it was slow, both of us savoring every inch, her body arching up under my hands as she clenched around me. It was so tempting to pound the Waterbemder into the table until it was nothing but splinters, and I smirked at the thought as I moved within her, hearing her pleased noises.
Once I became Fire Lord, any flat surface would become fair game. I imagined a romp with her in the private gardens, or next to the pond, or any of a number of pleasant and private locations on the Palace grounds. Sure, these thoughts were naughty, but it was hard to not think such thoughts when I was buried deep within Katara.
After we had climaxed, I remained within her, taking a pause to catch my breath as I rubbed her back, hearing her let out a slow, fluttery breath. My heart was racing, as if I'd run from Ba Sing Se to Sozun and back. My hair was completely disheveled now, and I blew what I could out of my face, my hands still on Katara. We were both covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and I let out a satisfied sigh. Katara looked over her shoulder again.
“With your hair all messy like that and that look on your face... well, you look hot.”
“I'm a mess.” I muttered, but not without a smile.
“You're a hot mess.”
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Katara
We flopped down on the futon, not even bothering to put on our pajamas or pull up the sheet.
“Mmm. Zuko. What are you going to do now?” I asked. He was staring off with half-lidded eyes, and I reached up to brush some of the hair out of his face. In response, he rolled over and took me into his arms. There was no place I felt safer than in his embrace, and that realization startled me slightly. It was both frightening and heady, the surety I felt when I was in his embrace.
“Katara, I want to... hold you.” he replied softly. It was rather different than the heated lovemaking we had, but I was the last person to complain about a snuggle from Zuko. He sat up, pulling me into his lap and holding me, and I smiled as I curled up on his lap, resting my head on his shoulder. I felt him lift one hand to caress my hair.
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Zuko
“This... it feels right.” Katara said softly, and I glanced down at her. Indeed, it did, and I nodded firmly.
“I'm scared. Of what might happen at the end of summer.” She buried her face against my shoulder, and I hugged her more tightly.
“I'll protect you.” I vowed, touching her chin with one finger and tilting her face upwards. I knew she was more than capable of handling herself, but the thought of losing her sent a piercing chill through my heart.
It couldn't happen. It wouldn't happen. Agni preserve us.
“Thank you.” she whispered. She gazed up at me calmly before she spoke again. ”It... I don't know how to explain it. It... just feels right. You know?”
All I could do was nod. I couldn't have phrased it any more eloquently.
I gently eased her back so we were both laying down again.
“Up for another round?” Katara asked, her voice soft and velvety. Mmm. Embracing her soft yet strong body and noting how perfectly we fit together, I let out a quiet sigh. As fit as I was, I could only muster so much at one time, and our recent session had been as arduous and exhilarating as any hours-long training session.
“You can do whatever you want, but first...”
“Rest.” she commanded gently. Nice to know that I had worn her out too. But I leaned over and purred into her ear, causing her to shiver. “But once I recover a bit...I'm coming after your pretty little ass.”
“Bring it.” she growled back challengingly, her eyes glinting fiercely despite her obvious exhaustion.
“Don't tempt me, Tara...” I playfully growled, trembling just slightly from the sexy growl I had just heard. “Let's just rest right now, okay?”
“And why shouldn't I tempt you, Zuko? You know you like it!”
“I never denied that.” I closed my eyes, feeling content with the banter between us.
“Mmm...” she arched, relenting and settling down, closing her eyes. I heard her breathing become regular before peaceful oblivion claimed me.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the candles I had set out were nearly burnt all the way down, and a small but strong hand was stroking a rather sensitive part of my anatomy. This was hardly an unpleasant way to wake up, and I arched into her hand to show her that I was rather awake... and from the heat in my loins, it was clear that my mind wasn't the only part of myself that was awake...
“You said you were coming after my pretty little ass.” she reminded me, giving my sac a squeeze. I growled and sat up, pouncing her, gripping her rear end firmly, feeling her shudder in delight as my cock prodded her waiting slit, already hot and wet again. The female anatomy was a wondrous thing, as I had already learned and would continue to be reminded of every time I was intimate with Katara. Her body swallowed me up as hungrily as it had before, and I let out a low sigh of contentment, keeping myself on my knees as Katara settled down on all fours. After several moments of simply savoring it, I started to pound into her mercilessly, feeling her inner muscles clench around me hard as she buried her face in a pillow to muffle her screams. I spat out smoke and even a bit of flame as I orgasmed, and leaned over onto her back, catching my breath.
I wasn't quite done. Katara had challenged me, and I would rise to it – figuratively and literally. Gently, I maneuvered her onto her side and spooned up to her, sliding back into her with a slow thrust. She gasped softly and wiggled a bit, holding onto my hand when I placed it on her stomach, guiding it up to her breasts. Of course, I could only gladly oblige, gently squeezing one mound and relishing its presence in my hand.
I swayed against her in a gentle and lazy motion, like the waves crashing on the shore below, enjoying a rhythm as ageless as time. There was no rush at all – why should we be in haste about something so enjoyable – letting my hand explore her curves before it trailed down to the sweet area between her legs. I felt where we were joined, my slick flesh moving in and out of her velvety channel, and I rubbed her clit, hearing her give out a sudden, soft mewl.
I nibbled along her ear and neck, enjoying the sounds and movements she made. The buildup to our climaxes was slow but intense, and I heard her utter my name fiercely as I felt her tense up before she slumped in my embrace, and my climax wasn't long after. As we lay there, I rubbed her arm lightly, secure in the afterglow of our pleasure. As I shifted around to settle in for the rest of the night, I felt her grab my hand.
“Wait. Please... don't pull out right away.” she asked softly, looking over her shoulder at me. Suffice to say, that was not at all a difficult task. She gave out a contented groan, as I sheathed myself fully. Even though I was no longer aroused, she still felt nice around me, and I stroked her hip.
“Ew, we're all sticky and sweaty.” Katara stated in mock chagrin, a little grin on her face.
“Maybe we can take a bath together later.” I suggested.
“How about a early morning bath? Before breakfast?”
“Well, you are aware at how I 'rise' with the sun.”
“I'll be counting on you to wake me up.” Katara replied softly, with a smile. And for the rest of the night, there was peace and contentment.
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Katara
True to his word, he did rise with the sun, and we had a fun bath together. Sometimes I was frightened – but always exhilarated at the responses that Zuko could draw from my body.
I was grinning to myself as I slipped back into the room I shared with Toph, hearing her quiet snore as I lay down on my own mat. I'd always cherish these wonderful memories. And I would make more with him in the future. Gently, I fingered the scar on my breast, feeling it through the silk.
I would get to sleep in a bit more since Zuko had offered to make breakfast, and I grinned to myself as I lay there. In the beginning, I had seen him as nothing more than a bratty prince. What a marvelous gentleman he could be.
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Aang
I woke up early, figuring that Katara might appreciate help with breakfast. It'd also give me a chance to spend some time with her alone, away from Zuko. I figured, if Zuko was hanging around her so much, then I should too. Infact, I'd beat him to it. If I spent enough time with her, surely she'd look at me the way she looked at Zuko. I just had to play it cool and be suave and all. I would never forget our dance, and how exciting that had been.
It wasn't Katara who was adding some oil and spices to the rice when I came downstairs. I stilled as I saw Zuko, casually preparing fried rice. What the heck?
Zuko looked up before I could quickly back out, and we stared at one another. He quickly stirred the rice before taking it off the fire.
“Breakfast will be ready in about ten.” Zuko said as he checked the tea. “Why don't you practice some Firebending in the courtyard till then?” He sounded so calm, as if he did this every day. I frowned a little.
“... Fine.” I muttered.
When we were sitting down, I rushed over to Katara's side, just barely beating Zuko to the seat next to her. Sokka glanced at me curiously from his sister's other side, but he quickly turned his attention to breakfast. As I sat down, I caught her exchanging a glance with Zuko. Now, what did that mean? Did they have a secret?
“Mmm, this is a good breakfast. Thanks, Zuko.” Sokka said around a mouthful of stew.
“Zuko did a wonderful job, didn't he?” Katara added with a smile. Toph laughed and nodded.
“Who would have thought you'd be such a great cook, Sparky?” she asked with a grin. Zuko and Katara laughed softly.
“I did learn a few things when I was working with Uncle in the tea-shop.” he replied casually. Too bad he couldn't have stayed there, I thought meanly. I felt bad about that thought, especially after I tasted his rice – it was good. Such petty thoughts was not becoming of an Air Monk, and even more, one who was an Avatar. We were supposed to raise ourselves above worldly concerns.
But what was I supposed to do about the girl I liked so much and the fact that I had a fierce competitor for her time and attention? It wasn't fair that he kept pulling her away from me for whatever reason. I wasn't going to sit back anymore and let Zuko hog her.
“Hey, after breakfast, I was thinking maybe you and I could Waterbend together. It's been a while, and it's such a warm day already, I wanna play in the water.” I said before we finished our meal, so Zuko couldn't pull her away after the food was gone.
“Uh... sure.” Katara said, nodding. Yes! I glanced at Zuko, holding back a grin. He stared at me for a moment before looking down at his food. Even though an Air Monk was not supposed to have such feelings, I was feeling smug and victorious. I'm not letting you snatch her away from me, so there, Zuko.
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