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The Siege of Katara	By : CordeliaLeCroix Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 56169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Consciousness came and went.
Something pressed to her lips. She sipped and swallowed. Her eyes drifted open but all she saw was a blurry outline.
"I don't normally do feedings," Mai's annoyed voice said before Katara slipped back out.
Her eyes opened again. The light was dim. Someone was laying next to her, breathing steadily. His scent was warm and heady. Zuko, she thought before fading out.
She jerked to consciousness. She was in a tub of warm water.
"Shhhhh," a soft voice whispered in her ear. "Relax," Mai's voice coaxed and a pale arm circled her shoulders to steady her.
Looking up she saw Zuko leaning over them, one hand in the water, the other full of soap.
"It's been a few days," he explained. "You need a bath."
Katara wanted to protest, but she didn't have the strength. Leaning against Mai she let the darkness take her again.
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Katara woke and sat up. She was in a large green tent on a pallet of furs and blankets. It was light outside and she could hear voices. Her hair was braided and she was wearing a light night dress.
She thought about going back to sleep rather than deal with what was happening, but she was ravenous. She glanced around for clothes wondering if she was strong enough to stand when the tent flap swung open and Zuko ducked in, a bowl in his hand.
His hair was mussed and he was surprised to see her awake.
"How do you feel?"
"Hungry."
He smiled and her heart thumped. He handed her the bowl.
"We've only been able to feed you soup. I can get you something solid if you're up for it."
Katara nodded while drinking the soup. He left and returned with more food, which she ate gratefully while he watched.
"Where are we?"
"Just a small camp not far from Ba-hai. You, me, Mai, and a few soldiers.
"Have I been kidnapped?"
Zuko winced. "Sort of. I couldn't just leave you there."
"So I'm not a prisoner?"
His eyes widened. "No."
"Why did you come?"
"To see you." His expression hardened.
"And Mai?"
"She's here to see you too. I couldn't have taken care of you without her."
"I bet," Katara snorted. "Didn't June return with a satisfactory report?"
"It turns out she's afraid of you, so I had to see for myself," he grinned.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Anger clouded his eyes. "No. Katara, you're killing yourself. We just spent five days nursing you back to consciousness."
Katara burned in embarrassment but she hadn't forgotten Ba-Sing-Se.
"Why are you concerned now? You were going to let Azula kill me."
"No I wasn't."
"You made other arrangements."
He flinched again. "I just said those things so that Azula wouldn't hurt you to get to me."
"Then explain Mai."
Zuko dropped his head into his hands.
"I saw you with her in the court yard." Her eyes stung and watered so she looked up to keep tears from falling.
"I was with Mai, but I didn't mean anything I said to Azula. It was just the only way to get you out of there."
Her tears fell anyway. Petulantly she fell back into the pallet and rolled over. "I'm tired."
She heard him get up.
"What's going on?" Mai asked.
"She's awake."
"Really?"
"Yeah, but I think she's sleeping alone tonight." And they left.
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Zuko was laying on his back staring at the night sky, irritably calm.
Everything angered him; Azula, crowds of people, wet grass… but now when he should be taking action he was… irritably calm.
Mai glared at the pond. They had taken blankets to sleep here away from camp, giving the men the idea that they needed time alone. It would look bad if they knew Katara had kicked the Prince out of his tent.
"We shouldn't leave her alone tonight," she finally said.
"She wants me to explain why you're here. What do I tell her?"
"She knows why I'm here. She's vulnerable. We should be there even if she doesn't want us to be."
"Or she could kill us."
"Shhh."
"What?"
"Shhhhh." Mai pointed to a figure coming out from the trees. It was Katara.
She looked around but didn't see them nestled under the trees in the dark. She undressed and waded into the pond, taking soap with her. She washed and played in the water, twirling ribbons of it around her. When she was done the water lifted her up and set her on shore. Then she dressed and headed back into the trees.
"I guess she has her strength back. She probably plans on running again so she can kill herself healing people that don't give a damn about her." Zuko's voice finally, finally, had feeling in it.
"Even more reason to try working this out now."
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Katara stood in the tent, feeling conflicted. She was angry with Zuko. She was hurt. But, it pained her to admit, she missed him. She wanted to hate Mai, but the other woman had taken care of her for five days. She felt the urge to run back to Ba-hai and to her army, but it felt wrong to leave in the middle of the night after everything they'd done for her. What was she going to do?
The tent flap opened and Zuko came in, Mai behind him. He was shirtless and looked impossibly tall and incredibly determined. She stared at him in awe.
He looked her up and down. She'd put her original clothes back on, and he didn't look happy about it.
"Going somewhere?" he snarled. Her blood bolted through her body, but she wasn't afraid. She was confusingly aroused. "How long have you been performing in that fountain in a Fire Nation odalisque costume?"
His tone was insulting and Katara heaved a breath in rage while blinking back angry, embarrassed tears.
"I am not performing, and these are the only clothes I have."
"You've managed to get an army of earth benders, but you couldn't find a change of clothes?"
Katara's cheeks burned. She hadn't found a change of clothes because she wanted to wear his clothes.
"Get out!" she wailed.
"No." He said the simple word with force and came towards her. Her body shook with reaction and she tried to look away.
"Don't touch me!" she demanded, backing up. Flustered she moved to fight back, but he already had her wrists in his grip. Her pulse pounded in her ears, lust enveloped her, and his expression changed. He knew she wanted him, that what he was doing affected her.
She was aware of herself, aware of him, and of Mai watching them. It wouldn't be hard to call their water. Katara ground her teeth and focused, but Zuko gave her a shake.
"Look at me," he demanded and when she wouldn't he held both her wrists with one iron hand and used the other to pull her chin up.
He leaned forward as if to kiss her and she jerked away but he kissed her throat instead, slowly kissing her throbbing pulse and working his way to the hollow of her neck. She made an involuntary noise and he moved lower.
"Your earth bender would be very unhappy that you react so easily to me," he taunted.
"He's not my earth bender," Katara ground out.
"Any of those men would be your earth bender after seeing you parade around in that outfit."
Breathing hard, Katara pushed hard enough to make him take a step back, but he snapped her against him easily and kissed the other side of her throat. She caught Mai's interested gaze and immediately looked away.
She tried to knee him, but he caught her thigh, pulled it up to his hip, and pressed her against him, reminding her of their past. Her core ached for him, her pulse pounded for him. She looked at Mai pleadingly.
"I want your attention, Katara." He said in her ear but she couldn't look at him. It was too humiliating. She screamed in surprise when he picked her up and dumped her on the blankets. Again she struggled against him and he overpowered her, her body throbbing harder with every show of force and he knew it.
He held her hands above her head, thumping them roughly to the floor and when she gasped he possessed her mouth with his. Faint thoughts of ways she could fight back came and went, overcome by the sensation of his mouth on hers and his warm hand beneath her shirt searching her body.
He pulled her shirt up and when his fingers found the thin chain holding the red undergarment he broke it. "So you won't be able to wear it for anyone else," he said in her ear before kissing the sensitive area around it and pulling the shirt over her head.
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Mai watched the exchange with interest, wavering between intense jealousy and lust. He had been right about Katara; she liked to be dominated and watching her fight and submit over and over was exciting. Seeing Zuko take control brought her to a new level of understanding. He enjoyed this role, needed it, and it was something she didn't provide him with.
Days ago Katara had confronted and defeated an entire group of earth benders even though she was almost dead from exhaustion, secure in her own power, but here with only Zuko she was helpless. He took her to the ground, holding her hands above her head and Mai watched as her lover unclothed another woman, touched and kissed her bare flesh, drew her nipple into his mouth. He bit down, Katara screamed, and Mai felt it clench deliciously in her abdomen.
Zuko glanced up at her. Softly, so she wouldn't alarm Katara, Mai eased down to her knees and took her wrists. Zuko let go. Katara looked up in panic.
Again she struggled, her fear evident, but Mai still held her wrists easily and knew Katara could get away if she really wanted to. Using the shirt she gently tied her wrists.
"What..," she began but Zuko held her jaw, drawing her attention back to him, and kissed her soundly. Mai felt her arms relax beneath her fingers so she pulled them higher above her head causing her back to arch slightly and her breasts to rise against Zuko's chest.
Zuko pulled back to undress and they both watched in tense anticipation. His strong hands lifted her hips and with no hesitation or gentleness he penetrated her. She screamed and Mai screamed with her, feeling every thrust. Painfully aroused Mai watched them, Zuko's fingers digging into Katara's silky dark, round hips holding her high, his rhythm relentless, and wondered if he discovered Katara's weakness for dominance by acting first and apologizing later.
Mai wrenched her eyes away from their joining and met his gaze. He stared at her, his eyes liquid gold. She watched Katara writhe against her restraints with her eyes closed and her mouth open, gasping and crying out.
With a quick glance up at Zuko, Mai leaned over and covered Katara's open mouth with her own, swallowing her noises and caressing her tongue without an invitation. To her surprise Katara was pliant, soft, and submissive. Mai's pulse quickened and she moaned into Katara's mouth, overwhelmed by how erotic it was kissing the other woman so intimately while Zuko continued his onslaught.
Katara's body erupted in violent quakes. Zuko groaned, lowered her hips, and Mai watched his face as he reached release inside Katara. He was breathing hard and when he finally opened his eyes Mai glared at him.
He ignored her look and, still buried inside Katara, he leaned over Katara and kissed Mai's parted lips. Mai felt Katara's arms tense then relax slowly. She made a small noise that let Mai know she was not unaffected though whether she liked it or not she couldn't tell.
"Why..," Mai started to ask.
"Because she's never said no." He wasn't apologizing and Mai looked down to hide her confusion. Katara was staring hazily up at them and Mai thought about bluntly asking her if she knew what she was letting Zuko do, but changed her mind. She didn't want to know what the other woman was thinking, but she would never tell Zuko 'no' again.
Instead she leaned down and kissed Katara again, reached forward with one hand to undo her braid and push her fingers into the other woman's soft damp hair, and clutching a handful of it tilted her head back to gain the dominant advantage. Katara sighed and Mai's groin throbbed.
There had been times in the past with Ty Lee and Azula, but Azula liked to inflict real pain. It was why Mai liked to be in control and why Ty Lee was never actually in a relationship. But here with this beautiful girl beneath her Mai felt inexplicable relief that Azula hadn't had the chance to get to know Katara intimately, and feeling protective she let her fingers trail down Katara's throat to her chest.
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Content and relaxed Zuko watched Mai make love to Katara. There had been a few tense moments when he wasn't sure if Mai was going to react badly but watching how she carefully dominated Katara he felt eased.
He'd come here for Katara and she'd known his intention. He suspected Mai's crush on Katara, but didn't know if it was enough. The real surprise was how easily Katara had accepted her presence and then her participation. She protested a little, but she could have fought and she didn't. Even now Zuko felt wonder while watching Mai's pale manicured hands slide over Katara's darker skin. Katara's body arched into her caress and Mai knew just how to touch her.
In spite of his release moments ago, Zuko's body reacted, quick and hard and Mai didn't miss it. Her dark eyes hardened into decision and she undressed. Katara rested, her arms still tied above her head, her sweet body open and relaxed. He held his breath as Mai slowly straddled Katara, Katara noticing Mai's nudity and tensing.
Mai claimed her mouth again and her fingers slid over Katara's breasts. She purposefully pushed her hand up and back into her hair so she could tilt Katara's head the way she wanted it. Their bodies met and the contrast of their skin color made Zuko breathless. He wondered briefly how this would affect his life, his fate thus far never bringing him this kind of treasure. What would Father say about his luck now?
Mai lifted and ran her hand down Katara's body and between them. Katara gasped and arched. Zuko loved her intense responses. Mai looked at him. "Zuko," she whispered, ready for him. He moved behind her, between their legs. He saw Mai's fingers, slick with sex, dipping into Katara's dark folds and felt his blood pounding so hard in his veins he didn't know if he would be capable of carrying out Mai's wishes.
His knees pushed Katara's legs farther apart as he positioned himself. He ran his hands over Mai's smooth skin, over her ass, the back of her thighs. She shivered, Katara sighed. With his fingers he found Mai wet and ready. She pushed herself back into his hand. Zuko steadied himself and took a deep breath.
He knew this was Mai's way of regaining control, of making herself an inextricable part of their threesome. He said a little prayer to whoever was listening that this wouldn't upset Katara, ruin the progress they'd just made, or end up losing both of them and then entered her. He started the steady rhythm he knew Mai liked and she moaned.
Katara had gone very still. He watched Mai's head bob and heard the solitary kisses she was placing on Katara's skin and continued her ministrations. Mai's body rocked backwards against him. He caught a glimpse of Mai gently pulling a nipple between her lip and met Katara's gaze.
Confusion and lust looked back at him. He mouthed her name knowing he must look like he was pleading with her, and maybe he was but it was too late now. Mai made a sucking noise and Katara cried out, shaking beneath them. Seconds later Mai followed, both of them trembling against each other. Zuko couldn't hold back any longer and was about to disengage when Mai's nails dug into his thigh.
"Not this time," she said still quivering against him and he released inside her knowing she'd won this game.
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Katara's body finally relaxed while she caught her breath. Mai dropped to the pallet beside her, wrapping an arm around her and hugging her closer. Zuko looked at her questioningly, but she didn't know how to react. She didn't even know who she was. He carefully untied her wrists and laid by her other side, his hand claiming her opposite hip and buried his face in her hair. A flick of his fingers and the solitary lantern died.
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