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Oasis	By : vickiso Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 40533 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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She was mine now. The way her entire being had called to me, tried to draw me in as she orgasmed, her pussy dripping wet and closing in tightly around my aching, throbbing cock.

I wanted badly to come in her, fill her with my seed, feel it pour out of me and into her, hot and wet and slick.

But I wouldn’t. I had promised. Not that it would stop me from doing other things.

Katara rested on top of me. I could see her eyes were wide with shock, her whole body responding to the slightest sensation. I breathed warmly against her shoulder and watched the goose bumps rise on her neck. I ran my fingers through her hair and whispered in her ear.

“Did you enjoy that?”

She nodded slightly, looking into my bemused face, still looking stunned.

“Do you want more?” I asked.

She hesitated, her baby blues widening. I could see the question in them: there can be more?

Oh, so perfectly virgin. I shifted my weight and pulled out of her in one long drawn-out motion and she sighed as my inner core of heat vacated her. I, too, felt a little bereft suddenly, but not for long. She knelt on the grass, a little wobbly, as I snaked up behind her, pressing gentle kisses along her neck, pulling her hair away from her beautiful face. I pushed my knees between her legs and forced them apart, sending her sprawling forward onto her hands. She gasped.

“W-what are you doing?” She whimpered.

I smirked down at her, stroking the perfect tan skin of her back. “Have you ever watched rhinos mate?”

Katara’s eyes grew round as I positioned the crimson head of my glistening, erect member against her dripping pussy. She was still so wet after all this time. I dipped myself in teasingly and she moaned as I rubbed my princehood in circles around her tender, waiting pussy lips.

“When rhinos mate, the male bites the female’s neck…” I leaned down and drew her up, cupping her breasts while nibbling her sweet flesh. She panted heavily.

“The male mounts the female and they make love for hours—” I said it like a threat and she took it for one as I prodded my hard-on between her legs, “—until both the rhinos pass out from exhaustion.”

I let go and she dropped down on all fours as I quickly sheathed my cock in the folds of her hot, wet flesh once more. I grunted, feeling her tighten around me as she cried out.

She turned her head to look at me and whimpered, begging me with her eyes. It was so cute.

I grabbed her hips and proceeded to fuck her into oblivion.

* * *

I couldn’t think anymore. There was nothing else in the world except for Zuko’s hot cock slamming into me, hard and wet, a handsome prince grunting and moaning, his balls slapping against my ass, my tits dangling beneath me, the whipping of my hair as I threw my head back, squealing like a rhino in heat.

On and on he rammed, still groaning my name, the heat and wetness building. I clenched around his throbbing cock, gripping at the grass, feeling the Firebender grow closer and closer to his apex.

I looked up at one point, seeing the Avatar’s empty shell staring ahead. I almost felt myself glare at him. Why can’t you make me feel this way? You’ve never wanted this of me. Zuko does. He wants me. And I want him.

I felt the urgency of the prince’s thrusts grow and I felt myself nearing climax again, too. He bent over me, pressing my fingers against my clit once more.

“I want to feel you come again,” he growled, still pumping.

I managed a gasping yes, and rocked against him, our bodies crashing against each other until I felt myself hit a wall. I arched, a blinding, deafening shockwave blasting through me as I screamed noiselessly into the night.

* * *

I watched her come a second time, and knew I could throw myself into full throttle.

Her clenching, spasming body rippled against me and I moaned and continued to pound my throbbing cock into her pussy. I thought she was tight before, but now she was excruciatingly taut. My member practically squeaked as it pulled in and out, slick with her delicate juices.

I pounded and groaned and heard her cries of ecstasy. The fire of my need roared and utterly consumed my wanton flesh.

I screamed her name again as I went over the edge in a roiling, crashing, destructive wave of pure blissful energy, pulling my cock out at the last minute, spurting jets of hot white cum all over her dark skinned back. She collapsed onto her front, exhausted, spent, on the grass.

My strength almost gone, I fell down next to her, panting, staring up at the sky once more, the moon and the Avatar’s empty shell the only ones who heard me scream my declaration of love.

* * *

I lay there for what must have been a long time. I distantly wondered where Yue had gone, what time it was, and whether I should get up for fear of breaking this perfect moment, lying on my side, face to face with Zuko, our mouths inches apart, breathing each other’s breath.

It came rushing back to me, a stemmed tide that had finally broken. That ugly word pressed into my mind.

Enemy.

I looked into the young Firebender’s scarred face and tentatively reached up to touch the newer scabs and bruises.

“What happened?” I asked hollowly. It was a question that held the weight of every question I wanted to ask him just now. Ever.

He hushed me and took my fingers and delicately kissed them, his flaxen eyes never leaving mine. “Don’t say anything, Katara,” he whispered. “We have some time before sunrise.”

I pursed my lips and looked down at myself, not feeling so much naked in front of Zuko as much as open and vulnerable.

Vulnerable to the enemy.

I could feel my face crumpling into a cringe, my features twisting into a look of pure horror at myself, and Zuko winced.

“Shh. Don’t,” he whispered, drawing me closer. He knew I was reverting. He knew that in short time, we would both be back in our clothes and fighting against one another for the life of one small boy. For the fate of the world.

I felt small in his arms as he held me against his warm skin. He had always seemed cold to me – his pale, white skin, tight jaw, clanking metal armour, and cool demeanor simply screaming coldness. But he wasn’t. He was warm, and he had a heartbeat that thrummed loudly against his rib cage. He let out a heavy sigh, stirring my hair around my cheek.

“Thank you, Katara,” he said. “For healing me.”

I was too astounded to reply. I nodded dumbly and snuggled into his embrace.

* * *

I watched the stars wheel and fade into the velvet night sky overhead, and knew there was less than an hour before daybreak. We both sat up at the same time, wordlessly acknowledging that our time together was up.

Katara knelt naked by the edge of the stream and bent out a rivulet of water to wash herself with. I could feel my lust stir within me as I watched her bathe, the sensual snake wrapping around her suggestively, cleaning my sticky seed off her back. But there was no time for another round. There may never be again, if things worked out the way they were supposed to.

I pulled on my drawers, pants, socks, boots, and looked over at Katara, who had her bottoms on as well and was now expertly rewrapping the breast band back onto herself. As she tucked the ends in, I strode over to her, and embraced her, stealing one last hot, passionate kiss, skin against skin, our tongues blindly groping for some way to recognize the other should they ever meet again. My hands moved over the plains of her body, memorizing every curve and angle, knowing very well I may never feel her again. She held onto me tightly, pressing against me with all her might as though she could leave an imprint on my muscled form, then broke away, tears standing in her eyes.

I looked at the lovely Waterbender, my sweet Katara, and felt my chest tighten.

“One day…”

My voice left me. I couldn’t say anymore. I turned my back on her and pulled my heavy tunic back over my head, grimacing at the blood stain before tucking it into my pants. I gathered up the coil of rope on the ground and slung it over my shoulder.

And when I turned back around to face my opponent, an arctic blast of icy water struck me full on. I felt my whole body ascend, lifted higher and higher off the ground as if someone had picked me up like I was a child and joyfully thrown me into the air…

* * *
The End.
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