The Siege of Katara | By : CordeliaLeCroix Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 56169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Zuko woke to the maids hustling Katara out of the bed and out of his room. Her wrists were tied in front of her, which she must have done herself, and she winked at him as they led her away. He sat up yawning and thinking if this continued he would die from lack of sleep or other things.
He got up any way, preferring to be dressed if Azula returned to gloat. She didn't but the few times he saw her she grinned at him, making him feel like he'd done something wrong. Escaping into the court yard he took his shirt off and unsheathed his broadswords. He needed to think. His body went through motions so familiar no thought was required.
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"This room is the dreariest one in the palace."
Katara jumped at Mai's voice, but turned and looked at her warily. "I agree. The bright yellows are blinding, and then there's all that fresh air."
They were in one of the uninhabited rooms a few doors down from Azula's quarters, which was no doubt where Katara had been heading. It was an open room with large windows, perfect for lounging. She was dressed in a hodge-podge of clothing like yesterday and her hair was loose and uncombed. Mai had spent a restless night thinking of all the things that could be going on in Zuko's room and felt compelled to see her again without any idea of what she hoped to gain. She'd been following her since she left the bath house, Alda sleeping peacefully on the floor.
"Still haven't found what you're looking for?" Mai dropped down from the ledge she was balanced on.
"Ah, no." Katara shook her head rustling her hair and taking a few nervous steps back. Was she afraid?
"Azula's desk is three doors down."
"Thanks." A nervous laugh escaped her. She was obviously confused about whether to be friendly or attack.
"Zuko is right outside that window in the court yard." A few steps closer. Katara's cheeks burned red. "Is it so exciting it makes you blush?"
Katara opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She let Mai take her arm and lead her to the window. Zuko was below them fighting invisible enemies, making an excellent display of himself.
"I enjoy watching him." Mai said not knowing why she was telling this girl anything. "It's even better when he bends instead of using those swords."
Katara stayed silent but shared the moment with her anyway. Mai imagined Zuko looking up and seeing the two of them in the window, wondered which of them he would choose if he had to, wondered what it would be like if he didn't have to. He clearly loved this girl and she could see why.
Turning to Katara Mai brushed her jaw with her fingertips. Her blue eyes were innocent and cautious. Mai kissed her gently, sensing her tension and trepidation as she stole a small taste of her. When she pulled away Katara's lips were parted, frozen in uncertainty. A dozen emotions displayed themselves; anger, confusion, anger, fear, anger. Her mouth moved but again nothing came out. Poor girl.
Zuko never looked up, just continued his quest for peace.
"Three doors down." Mai reminded her as she determinedly exited the room.
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What was he going to do about Katara? How could he get her out of the palace without ruining his chances to go home? What would he do about Mai? Was she really on his side or just doing what Azula told her to?
The questions played over and over in his head until he finally sheathed his swords and sat exhausted on the steps.
"You're fighting like there are demons after you," a voice said from behind him. He didn't have to look to see who it was.
"Three of them." He thought out loud. "Two brunettes and a raven haired demon."
Mai laughed, surprising them both. "You think we're all out to get you?" she appeared to his right, gliding down the steps to face him.
"Yeah, you are."
"You're not running very fast."
"It wouldn't do me any good."
Mai grinned and stepped over him, straddling his thighs. He stretched out to accommodate her, and she settled nicely on top of him, half way arousing him.
She ran a finger down his chest, slick with sweat. Leaning forward she kissed him, teased him with her tongue. Zuko let her while he wondered what his punishment would be and felt guilty that Katara didn't know about Mai. Her fingers fumbled with his belt and he jerked.
"What? Are you afraid someone will see us?" The belt undone she pulled his hands to her thighs, pushing her dress up as they went. "Azula's office has a view of this court yard, and it's what Katara's looking for." She kissed him, slipping her hands beneath the fabric and freeing him, stroking him with sure fingers.
Zuko sucked air in, grateful her skirt hid what she was doing. He would stop wearing belts. They didn't work.
"I don't want to hurt her."
"I don't either, but I'm not willing to give you up so easily."
"Do you know where she is right now? Is she getting out?" The question was hard to form and when his hands discovered Mai wasn't wearing anything beneath that skirt she lifted up and impaled herself on him, a searing pleasure that tore sighs from them both.
Zuko held his breath.
"Too late." Mai kissed him and bit his lip while slowly moving up and down, tortuously milking him with her body. He forgot the conversation and cupped her rear, digging his fingers into her soft flesh to quicken her pace. She refused to let him lead and he watched her drop her head back and the familiar look of desire washed over her face.
He forgot about the skirt. Anyone who saw them now would know what they were doing, could see Mai's body lifting up and down like she was riding him. Zuko's arms began to ache, but he ignored the pain until Mai said his name and trembled. Then she surprised him by going up on her knees letting him slip out of her. Had he done something wrong? "Mai?" he whispered.
She replaced her body with her hands, kneading him until they were both sticky with his seamen.
"Zuko?" her expression changed to worry. "You haven't been coming inside Katara have you?"
Zuko just stared at her. Was she going to make a big deal out of it now?
"What if she gets pregnant?"
Zuko felt like he'd been socked in the stomach. It hit him hard as he realized he hadn't really thought about Katara at all. He took a deep breath to ward off the dizzy feeling in his head. How much more complicated could this get?
"Wow, she is really under your skin, isn't she?"
Zuko couldn't look at her while he buckled his belt.
"I waited too long and she beat me to you."
He didn't know what to say. He wanted to deny it but couldn't.
"I can see her appeal but I'm not sure I like the whole innocent act. She looked ready to pee herself when I kissed her."
"You kissed her?"
"Just a little. Up there. We were watching you."
Zuko glanced at the third floor balcony and winced. "She knows about us?"
Mai frowned. "Possibly. When I left her she was heading to Azula's office."
"This is cruel Mai. She didn't have to find out like this."
"Why? Does she think you're going to get married and live happily ever after?"
"I don't know what she thinks, but she doesn't deserve all the humiliation you, me, and Azula have put her through." He pushed until she got off of him and stood. She looked chastened and angry.
"Is she really as innocent as you're making her out to be?"
"If she wasn't do you think Azula would be enjoying it so much?"
Mai looked away, several emotions at play until her expression blanked.
"You want her." Zuko said. "You used to experiment with Azula all the time. Is it me or her you want?" he demanded.
"You." She said quietly. "I've always wanted you."
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Katara sat stunned against the window sill. The hot breeze did nothing to make her feel better. She hadn't expected her relationship with Zuko to become anything. He wanted to help his dad take over the world and she was working in the opposite direction. But she had also not expected to see him having sex with someone else on the palace steps.
Fanning her eyes she repeated to herself that their relationship was purely sexual but it still stung. Was this why Mai had kissed her? Had Mai intended that she see them? Had she and Zuko been laughing at her this whole time?
Her muscles clenched and her groin ached involuntarily as she watched them both come for each other, one at a time. She squeezed her thighs together to stifle the pleasure.
She wished she could hear what they were saying, knowing it was probably about her. Did they do this to a lot of unsuspecting women? Was it some sort of sick thrill for them? She imagined what her brother would say, but firmly pushed the thought away.
She had made mistakes, but at least they were hers. The thrill that had compelled her to the palace was gone. She didn't know if it was because she'd found what she was looking for or because she was too numbed by heartache to feel it, but she knew it was time to leave.
According to the missive in her hand Iroh had already been transported to the fire nation so her mission was pointless. Gazing down at the couple she thought about the previous two nights in Zuko's bed and decided she'd spend one more night with him. If they were laughing anyway, she would at least enjoy it.
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