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Dreams	By : eyecanread Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 13782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Katara, Zuko, or any part of Avatar: The Last Airbender. I'm making no money from writing about the aforementioned cartoon.

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This is the chapter you've been waiting for. ;)
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They kicked off their shoes not caring where they fell. Katara stood to wriggle out of her pants as Zuko watched. He ran a hand up and down her smooth thigh. She shivered at his touch. It was something her body had longed for for an intolerable amount of time.

She reached up and pulled out his golden crown ornament, setting it on the table. She undid his hair letting the rest of it fall around his shoulders. He tilted his head back into her hands, as she ran her fingers through his raven locks. She marveled at how soft it was.

Zuko likewise undid the small bun at the back of Katara's hair. He unwound the thick brown tresses and pulled them forward, bunching it in his hands. He buried his face in her hair and breathed in. It smelled like flowers and running water, but also uniquely her. Their eyes met and Katara smiled softly. They shared a tender kiss before continuing.

Katara untied the belt to Zuko's tunic and threw it on the floor. He did the same for her. She lifted the red tunic over his shoulders and head revealing his muscular torso. She might have hated Ozai, but she had to admire the handiwork of his genes. She sighed in satisfaction. She looked up when she noticed he'd stopped moving. He was grinning at her.

“Like what you see?” he asked teasingly.

She blushed bright red. “As a matter of fact, yes.” she said. She was not going to be out-done by him, even in this situation.

He reached over and lifted off her tunic. She had wrappings on, so started to unwind them for him. He watched as she revealed her ample breasts. She couldn't meet his penetrating gaze. He came close and kissed each of her bare shoulders, then nuzzled her nose with his to get her to look at him. Reluctantly she met his eyes with her own. She'd been afraid of what she'd find there, but only saw desire within. Without a hint of rejection or revulsion.

Her voice had gone ragged and weak. “Like what y...” She was stopped when he kissed her passionately.

They made short work of their other garments and laid down on the bed facing each other. They took some time admiring each other in the lamplight.

She settled herself a bit and looked at him, finding he was gazing into her eyes. She realized she'd seen his eyes before, but never truly looked at them. They were a soft honey color with amber and russet tints to them. They were as warm as a winter fire. In the candlelight they were flames, flickering and entrancing to watch.

Katara traced the edges of Zuko's chest scar with her fingers making him shiver with delight. That scar held powerful memories only the two of them shared. She leaned down and gave it a delicate kiss. Her gaze traveled further down and she blushed when she saw he'd become excited by her. She didn't know what was more erotic, that she could elicit that type of response from him, or that he was really here with her, and would be when she woke up tomorrow.

Zuko was having his own fun. He ran his hand along her neck feeling the only thing she'd left on (by his insistence), her Mother's necklace. His hand moved down to her shoulder and clavicle. From there, down her sternum across her stomach, to her hip. He wanted to know every inch of her incredible form. Her body was that of a woman. She'd always had exciting curves, but now they were fuller and deeper. He wanted to attack them but he also wanted to take his time and savor everything.

Their eyes met and they kissed, this time slower. They tasted each other, explored each other's mouths.

Zuko broke the kiss first, eliciting a displeased moan from Katara. He grinned at her cute pout and rolled her over on her back, pinning her to the bed. He leaned down to kiss the blue disk of her necklace, then continued kissing and licking slowly down her neck. He loved the soft breathy sounds she made, resulting from his attentions. He left a trail of kisses between her soft mounds. When he finally enveloped one of her dark nipples in his mouth he heard her gasp. She arched her back in response.

Katara ran her hands all over the well-muscled Fire Lord. His strong arms, his amazing chest and back, his firm buttocks. She repeatedly buried her fingers into his long black hair. She'd wanted to touch him like this for so long. His kisses were driving her crazy. Like a challenge, she couldn't let that stand. One of her hands traveled down to rest around his manhood. He responded by making a throaty growl, and biting gently at the nipple he'd been currently massaging with his tongue.

Zuko looked into her hungry eyes. He felt her hand close a little tighter and knew she wasn't going to wait for him much longer. He knelt, lifting her hips up. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, pressing it into the pillow in anticipation. He leaned down to bury his nose into her warmth. He took a deep breath, taking in her womanly scent. It was intoxicating. But it was a drug he never wanted to recover from. Her body shuddered. He kissed her more sensitive areas and she cried out softly in pleasure.

As Zuko started licking her womanhood she nearly lost her mind. He was incredible. He seemed to know just the right places to give attention to to increase her pleasure. She gripped the sheets as she felt his tongue penetrate her repeatedly. “Zuko!” she couldn't hold his name behind her lips any longer. She wanted him... no, needed him within her. She had to let him feel what he was doing to her. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he was giving to her. More than that, she wanted to share this moment with him completely.

He stopped when her hand gripped onto his wrist in desperation. He looked up at her to see her pleading. He let go of her hips and crawled forward to kiss her. “Are you sure?” he whispered. He knew he hardly needed to ask the question. She nodded her consent. Zuko positioned himself over her and they entwined their fingers. He wanted to see her eyes as he took her. Her desire heavy lids revealed the blue fire that burned to his soul. He slid slowly into her, their gazes never wavering. Her body was unbelievably warm and tight. When the head of his penis was in, he paused for a moment as they savored the feeling of total connection.

Everything in his eyes was her alone. No hesitation or regret clouded the moment. It was incredibly sexy. She nearly melted, wanting to becoming part of him like the air he breathed. “Spirits!” she heard him hiss as he buried himself completely within her. She wrapped her legs around his waist to draw him even closer. He began to move, slowly at first. His eyes never left hers, she obliged and returned in kind. She moaned in the bliss of the feeling.

She was unlike anyone he'd ever been with. He could get lost within her warm folds. Beyond the desire of his body for hers, was the realization this was his friend beneath him. This wasn't just sex. This was something deeper.

This was making love. Not the furious frenzy of hand, tongue, and body she'd known in the past. But a slow passionate discovery of each other that would satiate the carnal, but also fulfill the needs of their hearts. She moved her hips in time to his, gaining even grater sensations. He hit her in places she didn't even think were possible.

He moaned when she shifted positions, she was incredible. She tightened around him as her body responded to his length. He quickened his pace. The urgency of his desire and the pressures in his own body set him ablaze. He leaned down, finally breaking their gaze. “Katara.” he groaned her name into her ear. Her body started to quiver as she approached her climax.

It was just like her dreams. For a second she panicked that she would again wake up and it would all disappear. Then she heard her name on his lips, bringing her back to the present. She grabbed his back pulling him down onto her. He was here. He was real. He was hers. She threw her head back, feeling herself reach the edge. She felt him tense and she knew he was close as well. “Zuko, I love you!”

Her cry pushed him over the edge. With one more thrust he emptied the extent of his love for her within her warmth. He growled, “Katara!” He felt her come in wave after wave of contractions, squeezing out the last he had to give. He collapsed on top of her. Both of them were breathing heavy and drenched in sweat. When their breath had slowed to a more normal rhythm he looked at her again. There was a smile on her lips but her eyes were closed. He kissed both of her eyelids tenderly. She opened them and stared into his golden orbs. “I love you Katara. More than I can express.”

She wrapped he arms around his neck. “I think you 'expressed' yourself very succinctly, My Lord.”

He chuckled and kissed her mouth. She sighed and returned it, before they both settled under the covers and sleep overtook them.

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