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Opposites Attract	By : anndragera007 Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 15244 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Avatar The Last Airbender, nor am I making any kind of profit off of this story (not that I can see how) I write merely for the enjoyment of the story. - thought honestly I WOULD love to own Zuko!

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Opposites Attract - Pt 3
Zuko watched in rampant attention as the water-bender’s hands flowed slowly over her body. Caressing here and teasing there as her soft moans were carried back to him over the waves. Already he was harder now than his own dreams had ever made him, and all from the sweet sounds that were falling from her lips.
Like a lion-bear stalking its prey, Zuko tracked every moment her hands made. Reaching down, he loosened the tie on his pants in an effort to provide some relief to his straining arousal. He was actually about to reach inside when a gasping cry drew his eyes back to the goddess that floated on the water.
“M-m-more.”
He swallowed thickly as he starred at the scene before him. One of Katara’s hands was slowly flowing down her body and towards the nest of curls that lay at the base of her stomach. His eyes were riveted to the sight.
“I, uh, I need . . . more!”
He knew the exact moment when her questing fingers found the small nub hidden within the fold, he gasping cry of pleasure assured him of that.
“More, Zuko, I – ah – I need more!”
Unable to take it any longer, Zuko quickly kicked off his shoes and tore off his jacket. His shirt quickly followed his jacket. Pausing for no more than a moment to grab the belt from his jacket and the silk sash that she wore with her fire nation skirt, Zuko sprinted to a nearby cliff where he knew the water was deeper and dived in.
Beneath the water he swam towards the maid that had called out to him like a siren of the sea. He wasn’t thinking at all, nor did he want to think. All he wanted was Katara, to feel her, to know what it would feel like to hold her in his arms. To taste her.
Surfacing only once for air, Zuko rapidly swam for the twitching form that lay floating and chained in ice before him. ‘So that’s how she managed to stay in one place for so long,’ thought Zuko as he circled around the thin ice that anchored her in place. Once he was beneath her and in position, Zuko moved.
He knew that if he wasn’t fast that he would end up in serious trouble, so as soon as one of his hands wrapped around her waist, he used the other to sling the wet silk sash over her eyes, blinding her and limiting her abilities greatly. Securing it as best as he could using only one hand and his teeth, Zuko then looped his belt over her mouth, just as she started to scream for help.
Next he pinned her free arm to her body and secured both it and captured arm by wrapping his legs around her. He then quickly tightened both the sash and belt as securely as he could while he restraining the water-bender as best as he could. Satisfied, he reached down and grabbed her upper arms. Releasing his legs from around her waist he pulled her back against his chest and bit back the groan that tried to escape at the feel of her naked flesh against his for the first time.
Leaning close to her ear his spoke for the first time, “You can never be too careful when you sneak out on your own. It’s dangerous. You never know who could be watching.”
At the sound of his voice Katara, stopped struggling. “ZUHO?!?”
“Waiting for just the right moment . . .,” whispered Zuko as he leaned in closer to Katara’s ear, as she began to relax. “To Attack!” Moving swiftly, Zuko turned and nipped Katara on the ear.
“MMMP!”
Zuko just smiled. “Such sweet and innocent prey. Who could pass up such a tempting ‘treat?” teased Zuko darkly. Cautiously he released his hold on one of her arms. Thankfully, rather than resume struggling, Katara’s free hand slipped beneath they water only to dig into the pants at his waist.
Taking that as a sign of trust, Zuko reached up slowly ran his hands through Katara’s soft, dark hair. Even wet, it was still so very soft. Brushing her hair aside, Zuko leaned in again, but this time she felt his lips on her neck as his laid a gentle kiss upon her skin, as he slowly began to guided them back through the water towards the shore.
When she moaned softly and rolled her head to the side giving Zuko better access, he gently released her other arm. When he found that it had also buried itself into the pants at his waist, Zuko continued to kiss and nip at Katara’s neck and ear as a distraction as his hands slowly worked their way up and around her waist.
Bravely he hands glide over her stomach and up to gently cup her breasts. The sight alone is enough to harden his cock to the point of exquisite pain. Capturing one dusky nipple between his middle and ring fingers, Zuko tugged carefully. Katara bit her lip as she fought to hold back the sound of her pleasure. With his other hand, he captures the small nub and twists; her gasp is all that he could ever wish it to be.
He continues to tease and torment her until he finally feels the sandy bottom of the shore beneath his feet. ‘Finally,’ he mind yelled as he carefully found his footing and lifted Katara in his arms bridal style. Carefully he makes his way up the sandy shore of the beach until he is near the rock where Katara had tossed her things.
Gently he lays her down on the sand. She starts to reach up to undo the blindfold and gag, but Zuko quickly stops her. He was still ashamed of the scar that marked him. He didn’t want to chance anything ruining this evening, least of all his scar. He did, however, untie the belt that had served as her gag.
“Z-zuko? What are you –“
Quickly, Zuko silenced Katara. Placing his lips to her, he swiftly silenced her questions. If she started asking questions, then she would start thinking. And the last thing Zuko wanted either of them to be doing, was thinking. Unfortunately when he drew away, she tried to talk again.
“Zuko, I don’t think-“
Placing a single finger to her lips, Zuko commanded her silence. “Exactly. Don’t think,” he whispered, “just feel. Just for tonight. Because I think that this is something that we both need.”
After a full minute, Katara finally nodded her head in agreement. Zuko removed his finger from her lips and replaced it with his own. This time he reveled in the feel of her lips on his. Wanting more, his tongue swept over hers, begging for entrance. When she opened her mouth, granting his tongue entrance, Zuko groaned. She tasted like cinnamon and honey combined. A intoxicating taste that left him aching for more.
Slowly, he drew back from the intoxicating taste of her mouth and began to move steadily south. Kissing and nipping his way down her jaw, and over her neck. As he continued down onto her collarbone, his destination almost within reach, he felt her fingers slip up along his face.
When he when was finally hovering over the nipple of her right breast, Zuko lovingly swept his tongue of the sensitive nub. It was as dark as his favorite piece of candy. When he was still a child he had loved the cinnamon candies that his mother would often give him. Now he would forever think of Katara whenever he tasted Cinnamon.
Like a man starving, Zuko captured the small tight nub and eagerly began to suck. The hands in his hair quickly tightened as she arched into his hungry mouth. Wanting more, Zuko let his teeth come into play as well; scrapping and nipping carefully her cries became faster and more desperate. Climbing over her, he quickly began to give the same attention to her other breast.
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Though she was no longer gagged, Katara was still blindfolded. She didn’t understand why Zuko wanted her to not see him, but she was willing to trust him. And in doing so, the pleasure that she received at his hands, and mouth, was far greater than what she had been doing by herself.
She could tell by the moisture between her legs that she was not merely just wet; she was drenched. With each nip of his teeth or rasp of his tongue, she felt the fire inside her growing hotter, wilder. Then he climbed over her, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body, as well as the proof of his own arousal as his hips pressed against hers.
Slowly, she became aware of a gentle caress over her stomach. Zuko’s free hand was now working its way down south. Within seconds it was tunneling through the curls that guarded her most private of places. In no time at all, they found her drenched folds.
The sensations that skittered across her nerves made her cry out sharply as she clutched desperately at the banished prince’s back. As her nails dug into his resilient flesh, she heard his sharp indrawn breath, just moments before he bit into her collarbone and groaned.
He didn’t bite down too hard, though she was pretty sure that there would be a nice bruise there later, it was more of an instinctive reaction. When he finally let her go, she could feel his warm, labored breathe against her ear. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that,” he promised, as he licked the shell of her ear.
She shivered in anticipation of what exactly he would do in retaliation.
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The sensation of her nails on his back had been incredible. He wanted more, a whole lot more. He wanted to feel her nail raking down over his chest. To feel her hands on his cock, light and teasing. But he knew that she did that, that he would lose control. And that was the last thing that he wanted tonight.
Tonight, he wanted to give her pleasure. To show her what he was capable of. If he lost control, he feared that she would run and never look back. He wasn’t willing to take that chance.
Moving back down her body, his left a blazing trail of sharp nips and tender kisses while his hands slowly spread her legs to accommodate him. Once he was settled between her legs, he let one of his hands slip back amongst her moist curls. Gingerly, he teased her wet folds into revealing the treasure that he knew lay hidden there.
Gently, his fire-roughened fingers stimulated her engorged clitoris. Gasping, her back arched up off of the sand. Pleased by her reacting, Zuko continued to torture her as he continued his journey. When he reached her naval, paused just long enough to dip his tongue inside before pressing on with a single parting kiss. Finally he reached the top of the curls that hid her most guarded treasure.
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As soon as Katara felt Zuko’s warm breathe wash over her, fear ran through her. She didn’t know how far Zuko was planning to go, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready for this. She was still a virgin, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew that a woman’s first time with a man could be painful.
She couldn’t help it. Everything had been so wonderful; she didn’t want it to be ruined by pain. But at the same time, she didn’t want Zuko to stop either. What could she do?
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When Zuko felt Katara stiffen beneath his touch, he immediately froze. What had he done wrong? Perhaps he was moving too fast? Maybe it would be better not stop now rather than end but scaring her further. Slowly and reluctantly Zuko began to pull away.
But he hadn’t gone very far when a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Then a soft voice whispered, “Please. Please, don’t stop.”
Zuko knew it must have taken a lot for Katara to ask him not to stop. He could easily tell that she was scared, but why was she scared?
As he gazed down at the delectable, trembling form beneath him, he began to understand. Katara was a virgin! He should have known. Now everything made sense. Her nervousness when she was around him, her blushes; hell even the reason for why she had avoided him made sense.
But that in and of itself was a problem. He knew that for women, there was pain involved in having sex for the first time. He didn’t want to cause Katara any pain, or for her to be afraid. He wanted her, but he was unwilling to take her, now. As much as he hated to, he would wait until she was ready. But he would not leave her aching tonight.
No matter how painful it would be for him, he would be the one to walk away tonight. But not before he quenched the fires that burned the woman-child that was in his arms. His mind clearly made up, Zuko lowered his head once more, tasting for the first time of the forbidden passion that flowed from Katara’s center.
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Katara cried out his name, as his tongue swept over her clitoris, drawing it into the hot confines of his mouth. With every suck, ever lash of his tongue his name fell from her lips like a prayer. It didn’t take long before her world disintegrated as fireworks exploded all over her body.
Nothing could have prepared her for the flood of sensation the wracked her body. It was so amazing that nothing in the world could possible compare. It left her completely breathless, or so she thought.
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Zuko heard her cry as she orgasmed for the first time, but even as the after-shocks still pulsed through her body Zuko moved to continue his onslaught. Moving just a hair lower, he found her hidden entrance. Quick as lightning, his tongue entered her still quivering passage and he began to feast.
Relishing in the fruits of his labors, Zuko brought his hands into play as well. Stroking and stimulating her sensitive flesh as he sent her to new, dizzying heights of pleasure.
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Katara couldn’t take it. She cried and pleaded. The pleasure was too much but Zuko wouldn’t stop. She didn’t believe that there could have possibly been anything more pleasurable that what she had just experienced but Zuko had proved her wrong.
As his continued to torment her with trust after wicked thrust of his tongue, she cried out. He even brought his hands in to finish her off. He was killing her in the most pleasurable of ways and she was helpless to stop him.
She slowly became aware of the fact that her hips had started moving on their own as she desperately sought more of touch. Her hands clenched into the sand around her in a effort to find some sort of purchase to ground herself with, but even that slipped right through her fingers as Zuko’s tongue continued to rob her of her sanity.
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When her orgasm finally hit her for the second time, Zuko stopped his torment. He watched her, as she trembled from the effects of his ‘tongue-lashing,’ and knew he would never find anyone else as captivating as Katara. Sitting up, Zuko reached over for the blanket that Katara had brought out with her.
Tenderly, he wrapped her shivering form inside the soft confines of the blanket before carefully warming it with his fire-bending. Knowing that it would stay warm long enough for her to come back down from her climax, Zuko leaned down over her one last time.
Pressing his hips against hers, he let her feel the raging length of his arousal as he groaned. She whimpered softly as he ground his cock against her feminine mound. Leaning down next to her ear, he voice rasped darkly, “Next time, you’ll come to me.”
With that whispered promise, Zuko climbed to his feet, gathered his things and left for the ruined remains of his family’s vacation home. And the privacy of his room for some much needed release.

Author's Note:
A special Thank you and apology to the authors of 'Ill Met by Moonlight' and 'Intense,' because it was their stories that sparked my 1st 3 chapters for this story. I know the chapters are very similar to their stories, but it was exactly the type of beginning and foundation that was needed. I'm sorry if it seemed like I was being a copy cat. Thanks for the reviews!
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