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A Fire Bender's Passion	By : DecieverGod Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 11593 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Iroh hums to himself, looking around for plants to make tea out of, or food. He was having good luck today, he had already found the blue dragon plant, that makes some of the most delicious tea in the world, or maybe it was the blue star plant, which was a powerful aphrodisiac. Ahh well either way it was a win.

Katara wanders about the trees picking up random sticks and mumbling slightly about how lazy Sokka was. It was his turn to get the fire wood after all “stupid.....mumble......brother.” She hears someone humming. “huh?” Walks in the direction of the humming

Iroh leans over and smells a flower. Life certainly had gotten easier since he was dishonored, and the earth nation clothes were much more comfortable than those fire nation uniforms. A little itchy though. He scratches his belly, going back to looking for some food.

Katara steps into a semi treeless part of the woods noticing a diverse patch of brightly colored flowers and gasping in girlish glee running to them and smelling them. “These are so beautiful.”

Iroh "huh?" He looks up "Hello? Anyone there?"

Katara looks up. “Um... Hello?” She stands looking about.

Iroh wanders around, walking though the flower bush as it sounded like she was on the other side "Hello?"

Katara looks at him briefly before getting into a water bending stance. “Y-you!”

Iroh "Hello." He looks a little shocked, not recognizing her at first.

Katara relaxes her stance. “You’re with Zuko… Aren't you?”

Iroh "well, not at the moment, you're the water bender that travels with the Avatar aren't you?"

Katara nods slightly. “Are... You lost?”

Iroh laughs being jolly and his belly shaking. "No, no, I'm out looking for something to eat, but I found something even better, a plant that makes the most delectable tea,” He gets starry eyed for a moment before remembering he was talking to someone. “Would you care to join me for a cup?"

Katara blinks before smiling slightly. “sure, I’m always up for a cup of tea.”

Iroh "wonderful, good tea is always better when shared." He pushes branches out of the way, heading back to his camp, and leaving a path more or less beaten for her. Katara follows him, picking up large branches as she walked behind him. "So, what might you be doing wandering the woods by yourself, it could be quite dangerous for a lady of your beauty to go out by her self in unknown wilderness."

Katara smiled at him. “It’s my job to collect firewood. I wasn't really planning on wandering as far as I did.” She hopes her friends won't get too worried.

Iroh "Ahh well, I'm sure that if need be, you could handle anything that came your way, I've seen you handle my nephew." He laughs at his own joke; Zuko had come home with more then one bruise thanks to her.

Katara covers her mouth as she giggled. “Yeah but he was a hard fight, did you teach him?”

Iroh "Yes I did, not that he listens. It seems like he only hears every other word."

Katara “I know how that is, what’s with teen boys? They’re just so bone headed.” She hugs the branches to her chest.

Iroh "I think it must have something to do with hormones, or maybe a desire to prove themselves in battle. My nephew certainly has plenty of encouragement with the second."

Katara “I think your right, it would be nice to find someone with a equal bit of both ya know, I mean like you said Zuko seems to have to much need to prove himself........from what little I know of him, and my brother” She snorts rolling her eyes. “Has too little of that and waaaayy too many hormones.” She ducks under a branch.

Iroh snaps off a branch in the way as the entrance his camp come into view. Zuko was out looking for a town, and had been for the past few days. He laughs at her joke, finding it quite amusing, and true. "Ha-ha, well maybe we should let those two duke it out for a bit, see if they don't rub of on each other."

Katara “Oh that would be wonderful, we should set up a play date.” She laughs as she steps into the camp. “Though I am 100% sure Zuko would destroy Sokka.” She looked around the camp.

Iroh "He might at that, though he's never been very good at tactics." He sits down on a log around his campfire, relighting the fire and breaking out his mortar and pestle and starting to grind the blue dragon/blue star plant "And he has absolutely no respect for tea."

Katara “well some people are strange like that.” She sat across the fire from him placing her sticks next to her as she held out her hands towards it to warm up her frozen fingers.

Iroh "if you want, you can barrow some of my fire wood." nods to his massive pile next to his tent, still grinding his plant

Katara oh's at it. “oh that would be so helpful thank you.”

Iroh "Well take as much as you need." smiles, finishing grinding his tea, getting his not so nice brass tea pot, pouring the ground leaves into it and looking around for his water jug.

Katara “need help?” She gets ready to do some rudimentary bending.

Iroh finds it hidden behind his basket "Ahh no, thank you though." pours the water from the jug into the tea pot and hangs the pot over the fire, putting the jug down next to him. "So what water tribe are you from?"

Katara “Southern.” She stared at the fire not having thought about her tribe in a while. “I hope they’re alright”

Iroh "Oh, I'm sure they are fine, after all the water tribe is a strong and noble race, able to adapt to anything that should come their way."

Katara smiled at him from across the fire “You’re right... Thanks”

Iroh "oh, trust me you do not what to know why I know that." He laughs. Katara blinks a look of confusion on her face. Iroh laughs more, but stops as his tea pot starts to whistle "Ahh, we are in for quite a treat, the blue dragon tea is some of the most delectable in world." He gets two brass tea cups and pours two cups, holding on out for her, and leaving the tea pot off the fire.

Katara takes the cup and nods to him “Thank you.”

Iroh "Oh no thanks needed." He takes a sip of the tea, smacking his lips "Hmm, it tastes different than I expected, but it is quite delectable." He takes another sip. Katara starts taking small sips enjoying the odd flavor "So, how long have you been traveling with the Avatar?"

Katara thinks on this. “A long time I haven't really been keeping track of the days, I might have been once, but being chased and all it’s hard to chronicle our traveling” She takes a large sip of the tea.

Iroh "Yes, I am sorry about my part in that, but my nephew was banished until he caught the Avatar, all he really wants is to be able to go home." He sips at his tea.

Katara “I can... understand that... you both don't seem like bad people, I just wish there were other ways.” Finishes her first cup, feeling a little strange.

Iroh pours her a second cup after finishing his first, then pours himself another cup "this tea really grows on you doesn't it?" He said with a smile, blowing at the steam from his second cup.

Katara nods shifting as she sat, the odd feeling growing steadily. “Yes it is actually not that bad.”

Iroh smiles "seems to get better with every sip." He smiles again and sips at his tea. Katara nods even more smiling at him, uncrossing her legs and tugging on the hem of her shirt with her free hand sipping at the tea timidly. "so, you're traveling with your brother, and the avatar?"

Katara nods shifting even more she was starting to get really uncomfortable in her clothes. “y-yes.”

Iroh finally picks up on something is wrong with her "Are you feeling alright? you look a little flushed."

Katara was panting slightly but nods. “Oh yes I’m f-fine just a little hot is all.” She pulls open her top shirt leaving here in her thin white one, sighing in brief relief. “There much better.”

Iroh "well I can imagine, after all the water tribe lives at the poles, and it is much warmer here." Katara nods fanning herself frantically, still sipping the tea and quickly becoming very aware of the growing heat between her legs.

Iroh sips his tea. "Hmm. Here." get the water jug and a cup "have a sip of water"

Katara reaches out for it her hands shaking violently as she begins to sweat. “Th-thank you.”

Iroh "are you certain you're alright?" sips his tea, starting to get a little hard. "hmm, perhaps this was the blue star after all." looks at his tea funny, examining it.

Katara drops the cup starts tugging at her pants seeming almost frantic “Its... too hot!” She pants and whines as she tried to get them off.

Iroh forgets his tea. "oh well here." takes the water jug and pours it on the fire, putting it out. "that should help, but please do what ever you need to be comfortable." He smiles at her wanting to be a good host to his nephew’s enemy. Katara gasps out a thank you before removing her pants and shirt sitting in just her under garments her panties nearly drenched as she unknowingly rocked her hips against the ground, trying to muffle her panting. Iroh blushes a little. "ahem." He fakes a cough a few times. Katara tries to talk but a small moan escaped her and she shut up instantly. Iroh had gotten a little harder. "Ahem... are you quite alright?"

Katara pants quietly. “I I... something’s... wr-wrong with my b-body” She gasps as she rocks her hip harder against the ground.

Iroh "yes about that... I think my tea may have not been what I thought it was." He sweat drops a little and scratches the back of his head in embarrassment.

Katara whimpers as she reaches down working herself. “Ah... huff... ahh!!!!” She arches her back as she works herself faster, her ministrations becoming audible. Iroh turns quite red, instinctively downing the rest of his tea. Katara gasps trying to stop herself but finding it quiet impossible. “s-sorry”

Iroh "n-not a problem, its sort of my fault..." feels himself getting harder at first just confused, normally having better control over himself, but then the realization that he drank the rest of his tea dawns on him. "oh, no..." He mutters under his breath as he stares at his empty tea cup.

Katara starts moaning incapable of staying quiet. “Wha.... What? Ahh!!!!”
Iroh "Well, you s-see, the plant I thought was tea... It may have been an aphrodisiac..." smiles weakly getting a little flushed. “A powerful one…”
Katara pants, “o-oh... huff... no.”

Iroh "And... well, you see... It seems I drank the rest of it..." He blushed mostly embarrassed at the fact that while she was suffering and working herself, he had just off handedly drunken the rest of his tea.

Katara rocked against her hand “Mmm-hmm”

Iroh "And, you've drunken some of it... and now, we're both going to be very, horny, very shortly, or in your case, not long ago..."

Katara shivers laying on her back and working herself. “Y-yes.”

Iroh is starting to get very hard, he gulps. "hemm…" He tugs at his collar, trying to cool down a little. "hemhem." Katara thrashes and wiggles running her free hand through her hair

Iroh "ahem, my dear I appear, to be feeling the effects of the tea, perhaps I should leave, less I lose control of myself..." Katara yelps out a very loud no her hair coming undone as she tugged at it. Iroh pauses "why?" opens his shirt, getting hot.

Katara pants gasping and mewling loudly “Just.....don't ahhh!!!!!”

Iroh "alright..." opens his shirt more. Katara twisted and wriggled about whimpering loudly. Iroh got a little harder and started to sweat at trying to control himself around the horny thrashing teenaged girl. Katara dug her fingers into the dirt under her as her toes curled , panting loudly "Ahem...." He unties his sash, to keep it from binding his erection. "You know, the fire nation men are not only passionate fighters..." Katara listened obviously quieting down but still panting. "We have been known as passionate lovers as well."

Katara purred at his words still working herself but at a slower pace. “...y-yeah?”
Iroh "It is true, though I'm not as young as I used to be…" He’s getting a little harder, his tip peeking out of the hem of his pants.

Katara “I-if ...y-you'd ....l-like ahh!!” Stopped working herself a feat she was surprised she could do. Iroh pours himself the last of the 'tea' just out of habit, raising an eye brow to her. Katara sat up slowly shaking all over “I... m-mean...no n-nevermind I, I should... g-go.”

Iroh "Please, you can't go like that, certainly not back to your horny brother. Stay here, at least till it passes." He sips his tea, the taste reminding him what it was, he forcibly sets his cup down.

Katara “B-but wh-what a-about Zu-Zuko? W-what if h-he comes back?” She digs her nails into the dirt to keep herself from trying to work herself again. “Isn't th-that just as b-bad?”

Iroh "He's been out looking for a town for days, he won't be back for at least another day, and by then you will be your old self and on your way with the Avatar."

Katara “A-alright I-if m-me being this way doesn't b-bother you” Her hips started to rock of their own accord.

Iroh "well I can't say that I'm not a little distracted by it, but it is my fault anyway, please think of it as my way of apologizing."

Katara panted having trouble thinking. “Right o-okay.”

Iroh "wonderful. I'll put on some real tea..." He starts to look around his camp for some real tea. He knew he had some, he always had some.

Katara hugs her knees to her chest dripping on the ground and realizing that if he put tea on he'd have to start a fire and see her naked in even better light. “W-well...u-umm if you have to.”

Iroh stands up, forgetting that he undid his belt, thus his pants falling down. "woha...” He quickly kneels down and pulls his pants back up. Katara laughs covering her mouth with her none sticky hand. Iroh laughs too "hahah well that will teach me to loosen my belt." ties his belt loosely and stands back up. "I'm sure I have some tea left."

Katara smiles though still very very distracted. “Um.....Mr.Iroh?”

Iroh is still looking around for his tea satchel. "yes?"

Katara bites her bottom lip “umm.... do you think we...would you mind if?...” She slumps not able to speak what she wanted to say.

Iroh "We? would what?" He finds some tea "enjoy some lovely non arousing tea?!" turns toward her with the tea pot in his hand full of water and tea.

Katara hides her face shivering “I, I mean us... we're both... and we could...” She bites her lip harder. Iroh relights the fire, setting his tea pot over it. Katara tries to hide her body better an obvious small puddle pooled behind her feet which was blocking her opening.

Iroh "hmm, you look cold." He’s still a little hard from before. "Ahem." He coughs into his hand and averts his eyes.

Katara “I, I am a little” She shifts her feet moving them from blocking his view.

Iroh "well then please, warm yourself in my tent." He really just wanted to get her out of sight, so he could get her out of his mind. Katara stands eyes glued to him as she stood a small trickle of her juices sliding down her inner thigh. Iroh sits back down. "You could put your clothes back on, if you want." He reaches down and picks up his cup of aphrodisiac tea, looks at it "Care for a little tea?" He offers it to her, when it came to bad tea, he’d rather not remember about it. So he didn’t for very long. "Or would you rather wait for the new brew?"

Katara slowly made her way to him and took the tea “I, I don't want to ruin my clothes…” She blushed then walked back to the other side of the fire facing away from him very, very embarrassed.

Iroh scratched his chin in sympathy "understandable.” Katara sips the tea and mumbles. Iroh sits still, letting the awkward silence settle down on top of them. Katara reaches between her legs once more sipping the tea with her other hand. Iroh blushed, as he noticed where her hand was going. Katara starts to work herself again but being much quieter this time. Iroh stares at the tea pot wanting it to boil faster, which it actually did since he was a fire bender, and could force it to. Katara keeps going finishing the tea and placing it down on the ground before her now free hand disappeared in between her legs as well her body rocking slightly. Iroh smiled as the tea pot whistled. Katara doesn't move huffing softly. Iroh pours two cups of tea, walking over to her to give her one. "oh my..." He was really looking at her for the first time since he’d started the new pot of tea. Katara bit her lip closing her eyes not bothering to stop, she was sooo close after all… Iroh "ahem, the tea is ready..." He was geting hard, almost pointing out in his pants, just a little under noticeably so. No man his age, recently dosed with a powerful aphrodisiac could expect to do any better controlling themselves while watching a teenaged girl masturbate.

Katara sighed still biting her lip looking up at him with a pout etched on her face “I-Iroh..” She practically moans his name.

Iroh "yes?" looks paralyzed, not really thinking anymore.

Katara “H-help?” She stopped working herself looking at him pleadingly. Iroh looks at his hands full of tea. Hmm tea or hot teenaged water tribe girl... This is going to be a tough one. He pauses to gently set the tea down, then knees between her legs. Katara whimpers her hand still on her closing her eyes tightly. Iroh takes one of her hands and gently moves it away, then taking longs slow, teasing lick of her. Katara gasps tilting her head back slightly. Iroh licks again, just as slowly, caressing her with his tongue. Katara shivers blushing. Iroh twisted his tongue about around her slit and slipped the tip of his tongue into her. Katara yipped digging her fingers into the ground behind her. Iroh serpentined his tongue deeper into her, twisting it around as it worked his way into her. Katara jumped at his attention gasping softly, as he twisted his tongue around.

Iroh does some really weird things with this tongue that, in his younger days, had earned him the title dragon of the west for a different reason, and more specifically around the earth nation brothels. Katara arched her back; shaking. She closes her legs slightly as it took her by surprise, moaning loudly. Iroh removes his tongue from her, blowing on her slit, fire bending his breath a little to make sure it was nice and warm. Katara whimpered rocking her hips towards the warmth of his breath.

Iroh blew on her again, fire bending his breath to make it hotter then her body, sliding his hand up the insides of her thighs. Slowly working his finger up her legs, till they got to her slit, he used his thumbs to spread her open a little, taking in a long deep breath, and then blowing into her again, this time not bending his breath letting it be cold as the twilight air. Afterward he leaned into her again, keeping her spread open and licking the inside of her slit, in several quick short licks, bending his breath to keep it warm for her.

Zuko was lost in the woods, and not doing too well. He tripped over a rock “damn rocks.” He laid his hands on a thorny bush "ow! damn plants.” He tripped over a root, and fell on his face “damn trees!!... damn Nature!!" He is totally lost in the woods. He crosses his legs and sits under the tree whose root he tripped over. "I know there's a town around here somewhere. I will find it!" He yelled out into the night air.

Katara groaned and mewled at the changes in temperature, her insides clenching at the cold as her body rocked towards him, as he licked her she let loose the loudest moan yet her body twitching as it was far to close to release to be teased in such a way. Iroh kept her spread open, licking deeper into her, still keeping his breath hot. Katara shook violently, panting as she finally came, her body tightening as she did “soaaahhhh!!!” Iroh just lapped up her juices, smiling. Katara shook as exhaustion took over she nearly fell back but held herself up trying to quiet herself down.

Iroh stood up and helped her lean forward "Told you we were passionate lovers." Smiled, whipping his lips on his sleeve.

Katara blushed opening her eyes and smiling weakly back at him. “Y-you didn't lie.” She shivered closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Iroh smiled, scooping her up into his arms, and taking her into his tent, laying her down in his bag and throwing the blanket over her, then walking back out and fire bending his cup of tea back to being warm. With a deep sigh, resigned himself to spending another night alone with a cup of tea, but smiled happily about having seen the hot water bender teen girl naked, and up close. It had been a while since he’d seen anyone that young naked, and even longer since he’d seen a girl that young that close up. He chuckled quietly in the night, remembering some playful events from his past.

Katara slept peacefully, though her body was far from recovered from the aphrodisiac it ached as she slept. Iroh watched her sleep, sipping his tea. "I sure hope Zuko doesn't come back while she's here." He looks up imagining the scene if Zuko found the Avatar's female ally nude in his uncle's tent.

Zuko is trying to sleep under his tree. Sneezes "damn nature!!!" He yells out once again, truly annoyed with the whole plants picking on him thing. He was inches away from torching the entire forest.

Katara shifted nuzzling the blankets. Iroh sat sipping his tea, his belly growled and realized he didn't get any food, unless water bender juice counted. Katara squeaked in her sleep shifting about more her feet poking out from the blanket. Iroh looked over at her and smiled. He got up and walked over, adjusting her blanket to cover her feet. Then walked back to his log and sat down.

Zuko leans against his tree, dreaming of him having found the Avatar, a smile on his face. Aang was back at Appa, and wondering slightly what had happened to Katara. "Hey where's Katara?"

Sokka walked back to camp with some firewood. "Probably just got lost, or maybe she found a stream and lost track of time."

Aang "maybe we should look for her?"

Sokka pictures the last time he went looking for her when Aang was asleep, he found her nude and water bending, her clothes soaked though with water. "nah, she'll find her way back tomorrow." Aang is… he's not ready to see Katara naked… Sokka thought to himself.

Katara mumbled in her sleep. “no… Momo... bad…” before staying still

Iroh muttered to himself as he sat on his log sipping his tea. "hmm, wonder who Momo is..." Katara shivers before tugging the blankets back up, over and off her feet wiggling her freed toes.

Iroh grimaces at her toes sticking out. "I can't imagine that’s how she prefers to sleep… Being from the pole and all..." He gets up gets another blanket, and throws it over her feet. Then he goes back to his log. "hmm, come to think of it bet she's not used to sleeping nude either." He looks over at her clothes, wondering she might want him to get them washed before she left. Katara grumbles flipping her feet about before quitting, relaxing and letting out a deep sigh.

Iroh thought quietly to himself, maybe she doesn't like having her feet covered. He shrugged before getting up. He gets the blanket back, wrapping it around himself as he sat back on his log, sipping his tea fresh tea.

Katara wiggled her toes more rubbing her feet together before sitting up yawning slightly and looking about. “huh?”

Iroh "oh, hello. Feel free to go back to sleep, but if you want some tea, I still have fresh brew." He smiles at her, as if the events cause by the last pot of tea had never happened.

Katara stands up the blanket wrapped around her, and sits down next to him. “I'd love some.” She said returning his smile. Iroh hands her her cup of recently fire bended reheated tea She takes it and sips at it gratefully.

Iroh "so tell me, do you not like to have you feet under a blanket when you sleep?" He asked as he sips his tea.

Katara blinks then smiles. “Actually no, when I was little we slept in this thick sleeping bags, but I would always have my baby blanket in it with me and it would always get wrapped around my feet and they'd get to warm and I'd have to wake up and fix it, guess the whole thing sort of stuck with me.” She grinned and sipped her tea some more.

Iroh "Ahh." He took a sip of his tea "You know when Zuko was little he used to wet the bed, though if it was between him wetting the bed or his sister lighting it on fire, I would personally chose him wetting it." He chuckled remembering the events of young Zuko. Katara blinked before laughing almost falling over. "what?"

Katara just keeps laughing. “Z-Zuko? W-wet the hahahahahahahaahahahaha bed!? Hahahahahahaha” She almost spills her tea.

Iroh "what, you never wet the bed? or your brother… Wait how would that work at the pole, did your bed freeze to the ground?" He looked confused trying to wrap his head around the concept of artic bed wetting.

Katara kept laughing “N-no we were taught very early never to wet the bed, or else it would freeze to us and we would get hurt.” She snorted trying to keep herself from laughing.

Iroh "well I can believe that, but still there is no shame in wetting the bed. It’s just sort of part of growing up.”

“well I think Zuko might see it differently.”

Iroh looks stricken, realizing just what he did to his nephew "oh, you're right... don't tell him I told you that. He’d kill me if he found out.”

Katara still giggles. “I don’t know it'll be tempting to rub it in, but I won't.”

Iroh "Good, if he knew I told you that he would never forgive me, and I would have to tell your brother and the Avatar about our little tea event" He chuckled sipping his tea merrily.

Katara “oooooo” She jabbed him with her finger smiling. “Alright we are at a draw.”

Iroh chuckled again "heheh, now all I have to do is keep myself from telling anything else about Zuko's childhood." He laughed again, oh the stories he could tell.

Katara tugged on his sleeve. “oh come on tell me.” She makes a puppy face at him. “I won't tell anyone.” She batted her eyes at him playfully.

Iroh laughed "oh, alright, but first you have to tell me something about your childhood."

Katara thinks on this. “Well when I was really young, my brother chased a penguin into our igloo, and I cried for like five hours straight, I was the biggest scardy cat in existence back then, anything Sokka did scared me even saying hello.” She grinned. “But now I own him.”

Iroh "oh, sibling rivalry is it? well Zuko had plenty of that growing up; I remember once I got him and his sister a gift, I got him an inscribed dagger, and his sister a brand new earth kingdom doll. His sister was so jealous over not getting a dagger or something like Zuko that she incinerated the doll on the spot."

Katara blinked “Woah.”

Iroh "oh yes, if you think Zuko is an angry child, wait till you meet his sister. She's Scary, with a capital S." He bugged his eyes out and looked scared and funny at the same time as he said she was scary.

Katara giggled. “I'll bet , incinerating a doll is never a good sign.”
"To tell you the truth she was always her father's favorite, a fire bending prodigy, ruthless and cruel. I once heard my brother say that she was born lucky, while Zuko was lucky to be born. But what I think was truly the source of their rivalry was that Zuko was the eldest, he was the weaker of the two and the one who was going to succeed their father."

Katara nodded “I can see why that'd drive her to be even crueler, but Zuko's so strong do you think he's surpassed her?” She sipped her tea looking at him.

Iroh thought, playing with his beard while he did. "Oh, my nephew is strong alright, but he is too stubborn, he needs more of that water bender attitude of adaptation, and less of his fire bender bull headedness. He's strong, but he can't apply his strength where it needs, he always just blazes ahead without looking, he never stops to think."

Katara thinks “You think maybe...” She paused. “I could help?” She doubts it but wants to try.

Iroh seemed to chew on this for a second. "You might be able to, but as things are now, he'll never listen, he sees you as an obstacle to gaining the avatar." He sips the last of his tea down. "And as long as the avatar's out there as his sole goal, he'll never listen."

Zuko sneezes muttering. "Damn nature, damn cold." Shifts trying to bundle himself up more.

Katara sighs. “well, one can try... I know I can help him” She bites her thumb.

Iroh "well now I do believe it is your turn." He smiles at her filling up his tea cup

Katara thinks “well I have a secret, but I might save that for later…” She perks up for a second. “you hear that?” She looks around.

Iroh "what?" He looks around not seeing anything. He hadn’t heard anything himself, but his ears were old.

Katara blinks “oh it was nothing now where was I” She sips her tea some more.
Iroh blinks "you were about to tell me your horrible deep dark secret."

Katara smiled “I was saving that oh I remember.” She sticks out one of her legs pointing to a faded scar on the inside of her calf. “When I was eight I got attacked by a giant seal, my first time bending on my own” She puffed up proudly.

Iroh "oh? I remember Zuko’s first time bending, nearly set his own eye brows on fire." He laughs at his memories, sipping his tea.
Katara giggled. “well it usually is like that when you bend for the first time.” She looks around again getting this weird feeling.

"It wasn't for Azula, she nearly set her instructor on fire."

“Geez she sounds like a monster.” She covers her mouth, remember that Azula was his niece. “s-sorry.”

"don't be, she is." Iroh chuckled at this sad fact.

Katara uncovers her mouth glaring into the trees “what the heck is that!?” She stands holding the blanket around her and setting the cup down staring off into the trees.

Iroh looks into the trees "what? I don't see anything" fire bent himself a torch light, holding it high over his head so he could see better.

“No… no its just I can feel something, I don’t know its weird I can't explain it.” She pouts. “Like somebody’s lost over there.” She tilts her head thinking.

"hmm, that’s the direction Zuko went when he went to find a town." He shrugs. “but that was days ago.”

Katara frowns. “you think maybe hes over there?”

"It’s likely, he never really had a terribly good sense of direction, and was not the most calm individual when it came to finding his way through the woods" He sipped his tea.

“he’s... cold” She said trying to feel things out.

"fire benders are never cold, unless they care to be, we can bend our own body temperature, it’s called the breath of fire." Iroh said proudly, he remembered teaching Zuko that technique personally.

Zuko twitched suddenly and unexpectedly remembering the breath of fire technique. "I need to listen to uncle more..." He muttered to himself.

Katara smiled. “I'll be right back I promise.” started walking in the direction

Iroh "you're only wearing a blanket..." He stares wide eyed as she walked off in nothing but a blanket.

Katara kept walking not really hearing him as she disappeared and jogged till she got closer to the feeling. “h-hello?”

Zuko He breath of fired a few times warming himself up "man I'm glad I’m a fire bender, I hate being cold." He muttered to himself rubbing his hands together where the puff of fire had been getting them warm.

Katara was getting even closer to where Zuko was. “hello?”

Zuko paused, and looked around. "wait is someone there." He stands up maybe I’m near the town. turns pale "shit I just fire bent! uhhh, Hello?"

Katara smiles “Zuko?”

Zuko lights up a fire bender torch light. "Water bending girl?" He increases the light a little. More then surprised to see her, and in what appeared to be a blanket. "are you naked?"

Katara sighs “It doesn't matter come with me.” She holds out her hand.

Zuko raises an eyebrow at her. "why?"

Katara grimaces. “‘cause” she holds out her hand more.Zuko is really tempted to steal her blanket. “come on Zuko I’m getting cold.”

Zuko finally recognizes the blanket. "Is that one of our blankets? where did you get that?" He walks up to her side, very confused.

“Mr.Iroh gave it to me now come on.” She opens the blanket “if your cold you can get in as we walk, oh wait you got that whole breath of fire thing…” She still holds open the blanket. Zuko’s nose bled, eye twitched. “well?”

Zuko twitched as he snapped out of it. "I’ll walk... just point the way." Katara crossed her arms glaring at him "well cover yourself, what are you some kind of exhibitionist?! wait you're naked in a blanket given to you by uncle...." his eyes widen, then twitched madly as things started coming together in his mind.

“Look it’s long story but if you please” She sits still crossing her arms. Zuko digs a small hole in the ground with his heel, then kicks some leaves into and lights them, then sits down next to her.

Katara sighs. “We need to talk so how about you start, I don't care what it’s about make something up.” closes the blanket somewhat

Zuko "I've just seen one of my greatest enemies totally nude, and she may have had sex with my uncle. I am greatly disturbed, and if I was weaker I might be scared for life."

“We didn't actually have sex... besides it was his fault, for making tea with leaves he wasn't sure was an aphrodisiac, and since it’s night time I could totally own you.” She pouts at him. “and... I’m sorry for flashing you the stuff hasn't really worn off yet.”

Zuko shrugs. "Huh… well at least it wasn't white jade this time, and don't bet you could beat me, it may be night but you're naked, though not sure I want to burn that body of yours." A second passes then he realizes how what he just said could be taken. "NO! wait, I didn't mean it like that..."

Katara blushed “...what if I want it to mean that.” She hides her head under the blanket trying to hide her aphrodisiac induced self.

"then you're still under the effects of my uncle's poor judgment in tea plants." Zuko sighed, wondering if his uncle would ever learn not to make tea out of every plant he finds.

Katara mumbles a barely audible “I’ll effect your tea plants…”

"what was that?"

Katara pops her head out from under the blanket. “I said you have nice eyes.” She then slaps herself in the forehead.

Zuko stared at her, then blinks a couple of times "rr-right."

Katara sighs. “so... Zuko...wanna learn something?...”

"what?..."
Katara stands letting the blanket drop, she puts her hands on her hips.

Zuko stayed sitting, staring "what are you doing?..."

Katara walked over to him and tugged on his arm. “stand up!!!” Zuko lets her drag him up, very, very confused, and slightly aroused.

Katara stretches. “alright now.” She gets into a water bending stance. “copy me.”

Zuko stands staring. "couldn't you have put on clothes before you came to teach me water bending, which by the way I can't do." Katara smacked him on the back of his head. "Ow..." He rubbed the back of his head "what was that for?"

“do the stance.”

Zuko got into the stance "serious, why are you naked?"

“now follow my lead” She goes through intricate water bending motions slowly, letting her body twists and bend. Zuko follows the moves rolling his eyes, vaguely wondering if this was all some elaborate prank, or messed up dream. He’d had dream about the Water Tribe girl naked before. Just normally she wasn’t teaching him water bending. Katara watches him then walks up behind him taking his elbows and directing him. “More fluid your like a stiff board, you'll never get better if you stick to the same old thing all the time” She rests her chin in the crook on his neck as she moves his arms the right ways.

Zuko blinked. "and why are you teaching me? I'll just use this to try to capture the avatar you know." Katara nuzzled his neck not answering him. "what are you doing?" He’d given up on figuring the situation out. She Keeps nuzzling, not answering him and not moving his arms anymore. He turned around and looked at her "what are you doing, and, how much tea did you drink?" Katara twitched before tackling him. "What are you doing?!" He was back to his comfortable state of confusion.

“shut up and do me.” The affects of the tea began to kick in again, the little that was left doing all it could to screw with her logic.

Zuko smirked "alright, you’ve clearly had too much tea." rolled over so she was underneath him, and started to take his pants off, he was floating vaguely between believing this was a dream and not caring.

Katara wiggled slightly trying to shift his weight so he wasn't crushing her lungs. “only 3 cups”

"and how many did uncle have?" He moves his legs so that they were between hers, as he slid his pants down, and revealed his erect self.

Katara thinks “I don’t know... enough?”

"if he didn't have sex with you, while you under the effects of 3 cups. then nowhere near enough." He leaned forward and licked one of her exposed nipples. They were laying back on the blanket she had been wearing. Katara bucked slightly gasping. "you are quite beautiful, water bender girl." He smiled at her starting to massage her breast as best he knew how, licking at the nipple of the other.

Katara frowned before placing her hands on his shoulders rubbing them. “It’s Katara.” Zuko nibbled her nipple a little with the intent to make her cry out. Katara gasps slightly squirming, “Z-Zuko!?” He just played with her breasts more, pressing his tip against her slit. Katara whimpered rolling her hips down against him. Zuko leaned up and licked her lips before kissing her deeply, gently massaging one of her breasts in each hand, letting his tip rest o so careful against her slit. Katara kissed him back timidly, this being her first really real kiss moving her arms from his shoulders to around his neck.

Zuko held his lips against her, moving his hand from her breasts to her shoulders, starting to push himself inside of her. Katara jumped her body reacting instantly she whimpered trying to pull back from him. Zuko slid his tongue into her mouth, first licking at her teeth, then deeper into her mouth, the roof of her mouth, her tongue, twining it around his own. Gently rubbing her shoulders affectionately, continuing to press himself into her.

Katara was somewhat surprised at how gentle he seemed to be acting flicking her tongue at him meekly. Zuko was also surprised at how gentle he was being, it was his natural fire bender passion, taking a different outlet. He twined his tongue around hers once again, breaking the kiss momentarily to breathe, heating his own breathe a little with his breathe of fire, not so hot that he would burn her, but just hot enough to warm her body like the technique did for his. He slowly gently pressed the final inch of his length into her, as their hips met, he slide his hand down her right side, till it met her rear, he cupped it gently holding her up into him.

Katara let him do as he would her body tightening around its first intrusion, she cooed into his kiss. Her cold body heating making her creaky joints relaxes as she arched her back for his hand to gain easy access to whatever he was seeking.

Zuko broke the kiss, opting to kiss the side of her neck in stead, rapidly kissing her neck, let his warm body rap around her, sliding his other hand along her arm, pausing to wrap his finger along her left arm, as he worked his way to her hand, taking it in his. starting to slowly pull himself out, just a slowly as he had entered her, still holding her up his hand cupping her rear.

Katara entwined her fingers with his begging her body to release him from its death hold, titling her head away from him so that he had better access to all the right spots on her neck. She moved her free hand to his back, making small soft circles over the tense muscles as she cooed out her pleasure to him.

Zuko continued kissing her neck, slowly working his way up to her ear. He first drew in a deep long almost sultry breathe, then using his bending, blew a warm, hot wind against her ear, before leaning in and nibbling on the lob gently. He gladly entwined his fingers with hers taking their hands and sliding them between them, letting his hand rest on hers. He gently drew the fingers of the hand that cupped her rear along it, letting the heat of his body flow from every part of his body. He could feel the heat pulsing out form his body as he drew himself nearly all the way out, and then began the long slow torturous process of reentering her.

Katara gasped at the hot breath in her ear biting her bottom lip to stay quiet, this was like some weird type of fire bending magic he was weaving and she'd do nothing to ruin it. Her fingers twitched as she held his hand tighter, her body protesting as he withdrew, and began to shake as he slowly pushed back in her back arched as the feeling of something filling and stretching her made her dizzy, like she was flying apart, moving was the only thing keeping her from losing it all together as she purred into his ear.

Zuko pressed himself all the way into her, once again letting their hips met, the hairs of their respective nether's bonding, twining around each other. He nibbled on her ear a little more then leaned up to whisper into her ear "so, Katara. Enjoying your self?" He moved his hand from her rear, sliding it back up to her shoulders running his fingers along her muscles there, letting the warmth of his palms soak into her.

Katara nuzzled his cheek letting out a small annoyed moan, shivered as his fingers traced her aching muscles heat raking her body as she rolled her hips up signaling him that his teasing needed to stop or she'd break this magic spell he had cast.

Zuko drew himself out, no longer tortuously slow, but now in a pace, a strong passionate pace. He was thrusting with not too much of his strength, fast enough that their hips made slight noises when he thrust into her, each time letting their hips meet. He move his lips from her ear to her lips, letting his mouth hover an immeasurable distance from hers, taking in a deep breath, then kissing her deeply, letting his hot fire bent breath into her as they kissed. He moved his hand from her shoulder to cupping her features as he kissed her and thrust deep into her, sliding his hand along her cheek, cupping it in his palm.

Katara’s chest filled with a heat reaching her free hand to gently touch the fingers of the hand on her cheek kissing back in a loving manner, not really thinking this a one night stand anymore, he was being far to kind, far to gentle for this to not turn into something more. She was whimpering as her body spastically tightened and untightened, she tried to keep some sort or logical thought but all she could do was hang onto him, he seemed far more experienced then she was, she felt safe with the enemy, and briefly wondered how things would be after this.

Zuko had no thoughts of after, his only thoughts were of the wonderful naked woman beneath him. He broke the kiss panting a couple of times, having given her his breath, then he kissed her again, this time not breathing warmth into her, though his body and breath were quite warm, this time he just kissed her for the sake of kissing her, he had never really kissed anyone before, this girl, this water bender, she was so beautiful, so sweet, she was the enemy but at this moment she was a girl, his girl. He move his hand from hers, taking it from entwined with hers, and placing it upon her shoulder, running his thumb along her muscle, slowly letting his warm hand stroke along her cool body. Continuing to thrust into her, not in a lusty or animistic manner, but passionate, and caring.
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