Happy Birthday Mel!!!
HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY melodiee!!!
I'm going to temporarily ignore the fact that you're getting old and present to you, my friend, the present that I worked on just for you! Please, disregard its possible awkwardness and badness, it is the FIRST (and possibly ONLY) time I've done this. XD
“Underneath the starlight, We'll be lost in the rhythm so right, Feel it steal your heart tonight.” -Leann Rimes, “Can’t Fight the Moonlight”
The first time that the Fire Prince saw her, he didn’t widen his eyes at her beauty or stand with mouth agape, wondering how such a gorgeous creature could exist on Earth. She was pretty, yes, but nothing seemed uniquely special about her. And the fact that she was a waterbender and a peasant didn’t help him acknowledge her beauty. He would usually shrug her off; she was just a mindless distraction that sometimes got in his way.
But the day that he wanted to take a soothing bath, outside the small confines of a metal tub, was the day that he realized that she could be the most extraordinarily attractive woman in the world.
* * *
“I’m going,” Zuko informed his uncle as he stood under the galley’s wide doorframe, a red towel folded neatly in the Prince‘s arms.
Iroh looked up from his game of Pai-Sho, an eyebrow raised in slight curiosity. “An Avatar sighting?” he asked and began to get up, his old joints aching as he got to his feet. “I’ll come with you.”
“No,” the Prince answered curtly. ”A bath. There’s a creek near here and I‘m tired of this ship.”
“Oh,” the General breathed, a bit surprised. “…Well, have fun.” He watched his nephew nod and walk off, his usual look of frustration written on his young face.
* * *
Zuko trekked slowly through the woods, his ears paying close attention to the sound of water. He sighed heavily and ducked under a few tree boughs, his mind constantly thinking about the Avatar and how he managed to escape from him…again. The sound of the refreshing liquid became louder as he neared the stream and he noticed with slight frustration that he had forgotten to take off his armor.
The Prince sighed once more and paused, taking a small note that the creek was a few feet away. He took off his armor with a bit of difficulty, seeing that he usually had a servant aid him with the heavy metal. He undid his metal-encased boots and put them aside, deciding that he’ll walk the rest of the way barefoot. He looked himself over and took a deep breath, grabbing the soft towel and hanging it over his arm.
He walked a few more paces, the hard dirt turning into a soft soil below his feet as he reached the bank of the creek. He set the towel aside and began to relieve himself of his gray sparring shirt until he noticed a girl standing on the opposite side the stream, her tan body up to its waist in the water.
It was then that Zuko noticed with slight awkwardness that she was naked. He reached down and clumsily grabbed the towel, his mind beginning race with horrid thoughts of the woman turning around and screaming upon seeing his presence there.
* * *
Katara hummed absentmindedly as she scrubbed her body with the sweet smelling oils that she had bought during their stay at the city of Yupik. She splashed her body with water, smiling with content at the feeling of the cool liquid and the oil mixing together on her young skin. She passed her fingers through her hair as she turned around and grunted with great displeasure when she felt thick tangles.
* * *
Zuko froze upon locking eyes with the young Waterbender, his hand gripping on the towel for dear life. What are you doing? his conscience demanded. Leave!
But before he had time to react, a high-pitched scream filled the air and a water whip hit him across the face, snapping him out of his trance. Out of mere instinct he threw a ball of fire at the enemy and dropped the towel on the floor, its fine cloth soiled.
Katara gasped and ducked under the water’s surface just before the hot flames hit her face. After a reasonable amount of seconds she came back up, sputtering water out of her mouth and her brow angrily furrowed. Her shoulders glistened from the liquid that slipped from them and her thin arms covered her bare breasts.
“What are you doing here?” she yelled accusingly, ready to submerse herself under water if the Prince dared to shot at her again.
The man shrugged, not bothering to answer her, reasoning that if he tried to explain to her that he simply wanted to bathe in peace she would tell him to go away. Instead, he crossed his arms upon realizing that the girl was in no position to exchange arrogant insults with him.
She was naked. He was not.
“Where’s the Avatar?” Zuko asked, completely ignoring her inquiry and briefly thinking that if she did tell him where the boy was he wouldn’t rush off just yet. This was just too good to pass up.
Katara glared at him from the distance that she was at before glancing over at her belongings that laid neatly on shore. There was no way that she could get out of the creek to grab them without exposing herself to the Prince. And she wouldn’t ask him to close his eyes because she knew that he would ignore her request. “And why would I tell you that?” she inquired, sinking a few more inches into the water upon seeing Zuko take a few steps closer to the stream.
“Because you’re in an awful predicament and I am not,” he answered simply, watching her shiver when a cool breeze hit her wet body. “Is the water cold?”
She raised an eyebrow at his statement and stepped back cautiously, her mind wanting to make as much distance between herself and Zuko. “Why?” she said and gasped when he casually took off his shirt. Oh no, she thought worriedly, her heartbeat beginning to quicken. Oh no oh no oh no oh no…
“I came here to bathe and I intend to do so. With or without you here.” He began to fiddle around with his pant strings, his conscience having a good laugh at the situation. He looked up and smirked at the girl’s actions. Her head spun left and right, her wits clearly trying to come up a way to leave without being out in the open. Zuko could almost hear her rapid breaths as she caught a glimpse of him pulling down his pants. And almost instantly she turned around, not wanting to see whatever he had to show.
“Go away,” she threw over her shoulder, her tone angry yet afraid. She winced upon hearing the water behind her splash softly and her stomach lurched when he spoke, his voice much closer this time.
“You scared?” he teased, his body a few feet away from hers.
Katara closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’m not scared of you, Zuko,” she stated boldly.
“Then turn around,” he challenged.
“No,” she answered. “Go away.”
He laughed and got a few steps closer to her. “I’m not finished bathing,” he whispered and saw her shiver.
The sun was beginning to set and a soft wind began to pick up. Katara trembled once more and winced, her knees aching from being bent for so long. “Well, hurry up and leave,” she said and growled upon hearing him chuckle softly. He wasn’t going to leave anytime soon and she had asked Aang and Sokka not to interrupt her today.
“You cold?” he asked and began to go around her, wanting to see her face. But she simply turned her body, keeping her back to him.
“No,” she said curtly.
Zuko shrugged. “I was just asking. I could warm you up, you know.”
“Excuse me?” she asked indignantly and turned around, completely forgetting that she swore to herself not to face him. But what he had said was completely--
“I can warm the water with my firebending,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “…What?” he asked. “You thought I meant something else?” The Prince noticed a tinge of soft pink rush into the girl’s cheeks as she looked away. His golden eyes traveled down her neck, stopping when they saw her arms crossed tightly across her bare chest.
“So, are you cold?” he asked again and stepped closer, their bodies but inches apart.
The Water Tribe girl looked back the man standing before and took in a sharp breath upon seeing his well sculpt muscles. A bunch of small butterflies fluttered in her stomach and her aching knees began to give way. Wow… She tore her eyes away from his torso and looked into his face, her clear blue eyes locking onto his fierce golden ones.
“Are you cold?” she heard him say and nodded, her mind in a daze. After a couple seconds the water around her became warmer, causing an involuntary sigh to escape her. Her knees were beginning to ache badly, but she refused to stand up straight. Although her chest was covered she didn’t want to expose more body parts to the Prince of the Fire Nation. It simply wasn’t right.
But when she felt his strong hands grip her waist, she did not protest. “Stand up,” he said and she followed order, the last sensible remnants of her mind frittering away with thoughts of Zuko’s chest . She took a deep breath upon feeling the crick in her knees leave and she felt much more comfortable, despite the fact that her tan midriff was above water level.
Zuko looked down at her, her arms refusing to leave her chest. “Relax,” he whispered and slid his hands up from her waist, letting them rest on her soft shoulders. His hands began to knead her muscles and she sighed dreamily and let her arms fall to her sides.
The sun had set, disappearing below the horizon, a few purple rays peeking over the forest trees. A loud bird squawked nearby and Katara yelped in surprise, jumping under Zuko’s arms. She shot her arms up to cover her chest and began to get away from the Prince, realizing that he had been touching her and she had allowed it. “I have to--”
The Prince pulled her back and once again she complied to his actions, saying nothing more. “You’re pretty, you know that?” he asked thoughtfully and placed a finger under chin, lifting her face.
She smiled shyly at him and closed her eyes, stepping closer to him, wanting to feel his warm body against hers. An intense heat began to gather within her lower body, causing her to think that it would feel so nice to have him touch her there.
Zuko swallowed dryly upon feeling the girl’s bare breasts against his chest, his member reacting quite quickly to the action. He tried to step away from her - his nerves beginning to get at his brain - until he felt two arms wrap themselves around his waist, preventing him from going any further. At that moment most of his nerves dissipated and the Firebender lifted the girl’s face once more and kissed her lips.
The kiss was passionate yet awkward, both teenagers new to such an action. Katara, her mind beginning to get lost within the endless labyrinths of lust, bit the Prince’s lower lip gently as she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. His arms snaked around her thin waist, his tongue passing itself over her soft lips and entering when she allowed it access. He pulled her lower body against his erection, hearing her gasp when she felt his member against her soft flesh.
Their faces pulled away from each other, their lungs begging for air. She looked into his gold eyes and then up at the sky above them, the stars glowing beautifully beside the crescent moon. “It’s gorgeous tonight,” she said admirably.
Zuko leaned in by her ear. “I know,” he whispered and kissed her sweetly on the neck. His mouth traveled downward, his lips leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses. He smiled into her upon hearing her moan softly. He placed an arm behind her back and in a swift movement, he lowered himself and lifted her legs. As he carried her naked body to the bank, his eyes traveled all over her. “You’re stunning,” he complimented, laying the girl down on the ground.
Katara lifted her head, touching her lips to his. “You, too,” she returned awkwardly and watched Zuko throw a leg over her body, straddling her. He smiled down at her before kissing her neck, causing bolts of pleasure rush all over the Waterbender’s body. His lips began to travel to her chest, his nose taking in the fragrant smell of the oils that she had used earlier.
“So pretty,” he whispered into her and heard her moan with pleasure. His head stopped upon reaching the warm spot between her ample breasts. His strong hands traveled upward and caressed them tenderly, his only thought being that he wanted to touch every part of her smooth skin. He lifted himself up and watched her from above, a content smile upon his face.
She laid on the ground, her eyes fixed on his gaze, a loving aura to those blue orbs that just made him want her all the more. He admired her healthy body; everything from her silky brown hair to the voluptuous curves that adorned her lovely torso.
Zuko leaned down once more, his lips falling on her smooth and flat midriff. He heard Katara giggle softly under him, his light kisses tickling her. He continued wandering south, soft moans escaping the young girl as he spread her long smooth legs apart.
Katara gasped upon feeling the Prince’s hot breath over her most sensitive part. “Ooh,” she moaned and placed a desperate hand on her head, gripping at her tangled hair when she felt his silky tongue slide over her clit. Her back arched, the place between her legs becoming more wet as the man’s gentle strokes continued to arouse her. “Oh Zuko,” she sighed and tightened her grasp on her hair as an intense pressure beginning to accumulate in her lower region. Oh Gods… She let go of her hair and placed her hand over her fast-beating heart. “Don’t stop,” the waterbender whispered and spread her legs more.
The Firebender continued pleasing her, pausing every so often just to tease her. His hands stroked her inner thighs and after a few seconds he stopped tasting her, hearing her sigh in frustration. Zuko positioned himself between her legs and laid over her, both of his arms holding up his weight. He lowered his head down and kissed her fervently on the lips.
She wrapped her arms around him and began stroking his back with her hands; every one of her fingers memorizing each muscle. She groaned into him, the pressure between her legs becoming unbearable with every passing moment. She felt his tongue slip into her warm mouth and played with it sweetly, tasting her own juices on his lips.
He pulled himself away from her to catch his breath. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed and leaned into her neck, sucking on her tender skin. “Gorgeous.” He spread tender pecks all over her face and looked down into her innocent blue eyes.
Katara looked up at him and placed a nervous hand on his face, tracing his cheek bones with one finger. “You’re so handsome,” she whispered and rested her hand on his shoulder when he closed his eyes.
“How can you say that?” he asked quietly. “Look at me.”
She smiled and rubbed his shoulder. “I am.” She lifted her head off the ground and kissed him lightly, the fire in her mid-region rekindling. “Handsome.”
He kissed her back, his being wanting her badly now. He shifted his hips, trying to accommodate himself between her legs. His erection touched her wet spot, allowing a gasp of pleasure to escape the both of them. “I need you,” he whispered between passionate kisses and began to enter her naturally lubricated area.
“Me, too,” she concurred and opened her legs wider, wanting to make as much space as she could. She winced as he went further in, her vagina feeling strangely tight and sensitive. Katara whimpered in pain upon feeling his penis push against her maidenhead.
“You okay?” Zuko asked worriedly.
“It hurts,” she complained. “Go slower.”
He complied and winced when he heard her take in a sharp breath, his member claiming her virginity.
Katara dug her nails into his back, pain searing throughout her lower body. “Wait,” she whispered pleadingly and sighed heavily, her hold on his back lessening. The pain soon turned into a pulsating ache and with the soft nod of her head, Zuko began to slowly pull out.
The Prince kissed her tenderly and pushed back into her, groaning in satisfaction. Their bodies soon began to get used to the rhythmic push and pull of sex, causing Katara to moan desperately. Her pussy tightened with pleasure and small beads of sweat began to gather around her forehead. “Faster,” the waterbender sighed and cried out when Zuko followed order.
The man growled deep in throat as he thrust himself into the girl, his erection becoming tighter. He felt her vagina become more moist with every push and this aroused him even more. “Katara,” he moaned urgently and began to feel an urge to release what was inside him.
“Faster,” she ordered fiercely, her hands trying to grip onto his sleek back. “Harder.” Her heart raced and her hands searched blindly for anything to hold on to. “Zuko!” she yelled passionately and let out a desperate groan, her mind wanting nothing more than to climax. Her body desired his touch, his lips, his gaze.
“Katara,” he returned and lowered his head, placing his scarred face on her neck and kissing it tenderly. He let out a pleasure-filled growl upon hearing her orgasmic cry. A second later he climaxed, releasing his precious seed into her hot and wet pussy.
He sighed deeply and gently pulled out of her, falling tiredly on the space next to her. He glanced at her and smiled when seeing an unbelievable look on his lover’s - because he supposed they were lovers now - face, her hand tangled in her head. He closed his eyes briefly, a content smile on his face.
* * *
“I have to go,” she said nervously and began to get up, her eyes searching the area for the clothes. Upon finding them, she got to her feet and walked over to the neat pile of folded cloth. “Aang and Sokka must be wondering where I’ve gone to.”
Prince Zuko looked up at the night sky, the stars twinkling brightly above him. He heard her put on her clothes in a hurry, hearing her grunt when her robe wouldn’t go on properly. He briefly considered helping her before thinking that he needed to put on his clothes as well.
He got up and slipped on his shirt and pants casually. He looked over at the Waterbender and raised an eyebrow upon seeing her look at him with a sort of expectancy.
“So what now?” she asked at last, hoping that he wouldn’t insult her or just walk away without saying anything. Regret began to eat away at her when he let out a long indecisive breath, her mind reprimanding her for giving in to lust.
“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully and rubbed the back of his head.
Katara nodded, her eyes on the verge of tears. What have I done? she asked herself angrily. “Oh,” she breathed and looked down at the dirt below her. “Okay.” Her voice cracked and at an ill attempt to cover it up, she coughed.
Zuko’s heart sank with guilt. He walked over to the fragile girl and looked into her bright blue eyes. “I--I like you a lot,” he said awkwardly and felt his spirits rise when he saw a shy smile spread on her face.
“Really?” she asked and watched him nod. She got on her toes and gave him a kiss, feeling his strong arms wrap around her small waist. “Me, too.”
It wasn’t until weeks later, when Aang asked her if she was okay after spending an hour vomiting her breakfast, that Katara realized that liking him wasn‘t such a good idea.
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*sigh* The deed is done. Happy Birthday again, Mel. :)
I'm going to temporarily ignore the fact that you're getting old and present to you, my friend, the present that I worked on just for you! Please, disregard its possible awkwardness and badness, it is the FIRST (and possibly ONLY) time I've done this. XD
“Underneath the starlight, We'll be lost in the rhythm so right, Feel it steal your heart tonight.” -Leann Rimes, “Can’t Fight the Moonlight”
The first time that the Fire Prince saw her, he didn’t widen his eyes at her beauty or stand with mouth agape, wondering how such a gorgeous creature could exist on Earth. She was pretty, yes, but nothing seemed uniquely special about her. And the fact that she was a waterbender and a peasant didn’t help him acknowledge her beauty. He would usually shrug her off; she was just a mindless distraction that sometimes got in his way.
But the day that he wanted to take a soothing bath, outside the small confines of a metal tub, was the day that he realized that she could be the most extraordinarily attractive woman in the world.
* * *
“I’m going,” Zuko informed his uncle as he stood under the galley’s wide doorframe, a red towel folded neatly in the Prince‘s arms.
Iroh looked up from his game of Pai-Sho, an eyebrow raised in slight curiosity. “An Avatar sighting?” he asked and began to get up, his old joints aching as he got to his feet. “I’ll come with you.”
“No,” the Prince answered curtly. ”A bath. There’s a creek near here and I‘m tired of this ship.”
“Oh,” the General breathed, a bit surprised. “…Well, have fun.” He watched his nephew nod and walk off, his usual look of frustration written on his young face.
* * *
Zuko trekked slowly through the woods, his ears paying close attention to the sound of water. He sighed heavily and ducked under a few tree boughs, his mind constantly thinking about the Avatar and how he managed to escape from him…again. The sound of the refreshing liquid became louder as he neared the stream and he noticed with slight frustration that he had forgotten to take off his armor.
The Prince sighed once more and paused, taking a small note that the creek was a few feet away. He took off his armor with a bit of difficulty, seeing that he usually had a servant aid him with the heavy metal. He undid his metal-encased boots and put them aside, deciding that he’ll walk the rest of the way barefoot. He looked himself over and took a deep breath, grabbing the soft towel and hanging it over his arm.
He walked a few more paces, the hard dirt turning into a soft soil below his feet as he reached the bank of the creek. He set the towel aside and began to relieve himself of his gray sparring shirt until he noticed a girl standing on the opposite side the stream, her tan body up to its waist in the water.
It was then that Zuko noticed with slight awkwardness that she was naked. He reached down and clumsily grabbed the towel, his mind beginning race with horrid thoughts of the woman turning around and screaming upon seeing his presence there.
* * *
Katara hummed absentmindedly as she scrubbed her body with the sweet smelling oils that she had bought during their stay at the city of Yupik. She splashed her body with water, smiling with content at the feeling of the cool liquid and the oil mixing together on her young skin. She passed her fingers through her hair as she turned around and grunted with great displeasure when she felt thick tangles.
* * *
Zuko froze upon locking eyes with the young Waterbender, his hand gripping on the towel for dear life. What are you doing? his conscience demanded. Leave!
But before he had time to react, a high-pitched scream filled the air and a water whip hit him across the face, snapping him out of his trance. Out of mere instinct he threw a ball of fire at the enemy and dropped the towel on the floor, its fine cloth soiled.
Katara gasped and ducked under the water’s surface just before the hot flames hit her face. After a reasonable amount of seconds she came back up, sputtering water out of her mouth and her brow angrily furrowed. Her shoulders glistened from the liquid that slipped from them and her thin arms covered her bare breasts.
“What are you doing here?” she yelled accusingly, ready to submerse herself under water if the Prince dared to shot at her again.
The man shrugged, not bothering to answer her, reasoning that if he tried to explain to her that he simply wanted to bathe in peace she would tell him to go away. Instead, he crossed his arms upon realizing that the girl was in no position to exchange arrogant insults with him.
She was naked. He was not.
“Where’s the Avatar?” Zuko asked, completely ignoring her inquiry and briefly thinking that if she did tell him where the boy was he wouldn’t rush off just yet. This was just too good to pass up.
Katara glared at him from the distance that she was at before glancing over at her belongings that laid neatly on shore. There was no way that she could get out of the creek to grab them without exposing herself to the Prince. And she wouldn’t ask him to close his eyes because she knew that he would ignore her request. “And why would I tell you that?” she inquired, sinking a few more inches into the water upon seeing Zuko take a few steps closer to the stream.
“Because you’re in an awful predicament and I am not,” he answered simply, watching her shiver when a cool breeze hit her wet body. “Is the water cold?”
She raised an eyebrow at his statement and stepped back cautiously, her mind wanting to make as much distance between herself and Zuko. “Why?” she said and gasped when he casually took off his shirt. Oh no, she thought worriedly, her heartbeat beginning to quicken. Oh no oh no oh no oh no…
“I came here to bathe and I intend to do so. With or without you here.” He began to fiddle around with his pant strings, his conscience having a good laugh at the situation. He looked up and smirked at the girl’s actions. Her head spun left and right, her wits clearly trying to come up a way to leave without being out in the open. Zuko could almost hear her rapid breaths as she caught a glimpse of him pulling down his pants. And almost instantly she turned around, not wanting to see whatever he had to show.
“Go away,” she threw over her shoulder, her tone angry yet afraid. She winced upon hearing the water behind her splash softly and her stomach lurched when he spoke, his voice much closer this time.
“You scared?” he teased, his body a few feet away from hers.
Katara closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’m not scared of you, Zuko,” she stated boldly.
“Then turn around,” he challenged.
“No,” she answered. “Go away.”
He laughed and got a few steps closer to her. “I’m not finished bathing,” he whispered and saw her shiver.
The sun was beginning to set and a soft wind began to pick up. Katara trembled once more and winced, her knees aching from being bent for so long. “Well, hurry up and leave,” she said and growled upon hearing him chuckle softly. He wasn’t going to leave anytime soon and she had asked Aang and Sokka not to interrupt her today.
“You cold?” he asked and began to go around her, wanting to see her face. But she simply turned her body, keeping her back to him.
“No,” she said curtly.
Zuko shrugged. “I was just asking. I could warm you up, you know.”
“Excuse me?” she asked indignantly and turned around, completely forgetting that she swore to herself not to face him. But what he had said was completely--
“I can warm the water with my firebending,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “…What?” he asked. “You thought I meant something else?” The Prince noticed a tinge of soft pink rush into the girl’s cheeks as she looked away. His golden eyes traveled down her neck, stopping when they saw her arms crossed tightly across her bare chest.
“So, are you cold?” he asked again and stepped closer, their bodies but inches apart.
The Water Tribe girl looked back the man standing before and took in a sharp breath upon seeing his well sculpt muscles. A bunch of small butterflies fluttered in her stomach and her aching knees began to give way. Wow… She tore her eyes away from his torso and looked into his face, her clear blue eyes locking onto his fierce golden ones.
“Are you cold?” she heard him say and nodded, her mind in a daze. After a couple seconds the water around her became warmer, causing an involuntary sigh to escape her. Her knees were beginning to ache badly, but she refused to stand up straight. Although her chest was covered she didn’t want to expose more body parts to the Prince of the Fire Nation. It simply wasn’t right.
But when she felt his strong hands grip her waist, she did not protest. “Stand up,” he said and she followed order, the last sensible remnants of her mind frittering away with thoughts of Zuko’s chest . She took a deep breath upon feeling the crick in her knees leave and she felt much more comfortable, despite the fact that her tan midriff was above water level.
Zuko looked down at her, her arms refusing to leave her chest. “Relax,” he whispered and slid his hands up from her waist, letting them rest on her soft shoulders. His hands began to knead her muscles and she sighed dreamily and let her arms fall to her sides.
The sun had set, disappearing below the horizon, a few purple rays peeking over the forest trees. A loud bird squawked nearby and Katara yelped in surprise, jumping under Zuko’s arms. She shot her arms up to cover her chest and began to get away from the Prince, realizing that he had been touching her and she had allowed it. “I have to--”
The Prince pulled her back and once again she complied to his actions, saying nothing more. “You’re pretty, you know that?” he asked thoughtfully and placed a finger under chin, lifting her face.
She smiled shyly at him and closed her eyes, stepping closer to him, wanting to feel his warm body against hers. An intense heat began to gather within her lower body, causing her to think that it would feel so nice to have him touch her there.
Zuko swallowed dryly upon feeling the girl’s bare breasts against his chest, his member reacting quite quickly to the action. He tried to step away from her - his nerves beginning to get at his brain - until he felt two arms wrap themselves around his waist, preventing him from going any further. At that moment most of his nerves dissipated and the Firebender lifted the girl’s face once more and kissed her lips.
The kiss was passionate yet awkward, both teenagers new to such an action. Katara, her mind beginning to get lost within the endless labyrinths of lust, bit the Prince’s lower lip gently as she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. His arms snaked around her thin waist, his tongue passing itself over her soft lips and entering when she allowed it access. He pulled her lower body against his erection, hearing her gasp when she felt his member against her soft flesh.
Their faces pulled away from each other, their lungs begging for air. She looked into his gold eyes and then up at the sky above them, the stars glowing beautifully beside the crescent moon. “It’s gorgeous tonight,” she said admirably.
Zuko leaned in by her ear. “I know,” he whispered and kissed her sweetly on the neck. His mouth traveled downward, his lips leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses. He smiled into her upon hearing her moan softly. He placed an arm behind her back and in a swift movement, he lowered himself and lifted her legs. As he carried her naked body to the bank, his eyes traveled all over her. “You’re stunning,” he complimented, laying the girl down on the ground.
Katara lifted her head, touching her lips to his. “You, too,” she returned awkwardly and watched Zuko throw a leg over her body, straddling her. He smiled down at her before kissing her neck, causing bolts of pleasure rush all over the Waterbender’s body. His lips began to travel to her chest, his nose taking in the fragrant smell of the oils that she had used earlier.
“So pretty,” he whispered into her and heard her moan with pleasure. His head stopped upon reaching the warm spot between her ample breasts. His strong hands traveled upward and caressed them tenderly, his only thought being that he wanted to touch every part of her smooth skin. He lifted himself up and watched her from above, a content smile upon his face.
She laid on the ground, her eyes fixed on his gaze, a loving aura to those blue orbs that just made him want her all the more. He admired her healthy body; everything from her silky brown hair to the voluptuous curves that adorned her lovely torso.
Zuko leaned down once more, his lips falling on her smooth and flat midriff. He heard Katara giggle softly under him, his light kisses tickling her. He continued wandering south, soft moans escaping the young girl as he spread her long smooth legs apart.
Katara gasped upon feeling the Prince’s hot breath over her most sensitive part. “Ooh,” she moaned and placed a desperate hand on her head, gripping at her tangled hair when she felt his silky tongue slide over her clit. Her back arched, the place between her legs becoming more wet as the man’s gentle strokes continued to arouse her. “Oh Zuko,” she sighed and tightened her grasp on her hair as an intense pressure beginning to accumulate in her lower region. Oh Gods… She let go of her hair and placed her hand over her fast-beating heart. “Don’t stop,” the waterbender whispered and spread her legs more.
The Firebender continued pleasing her, pausing every so often just to tease her. His hands stroked her inner thighs and after a few seconds he stopped tasting her, hearing her sigh in frustration. Zuko positioned himself between her legs and laid over her, both of his arms holding up his weight. He lowered his head down and kissed her fervently on the lips.
She wrapped her arms around him and began stroking his back with her hands; every one of her fingers memorizing each muscle. She groaned into him, the pressure between her legs becoming unbearable with every passing moment. She felt his tongue slip into her warm mouth and played with it sweetly, tasting her own juices on his lips.
He pulled himself away from her to catch his breath. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed and leaned into her neck, sucking on her tender skin. “Gorgeous.” He spread tender pecks all over her face and looked down into her innocent blue eyes.
Katara looked up at him and placed a nervous hand on his face, tracing his cheek bones with one finger. “You’re so handsome,” she whispered and rested her hand on his shoulder when he closed his eyes.
“How can you say that?” he asked quietly. “Look at me.”
She smiled and rubbed his shoulder. “I am.” She lifted her head off the ground and kissed him lightly, the fire in her mid-region rekindling. “Handsome.”
He kissed her back, his being wanting her badly now. He shifted his hips, trying to accommodate himself between her legs. His erection touched her wet spot, allowing a gasp of pleasure to escape the both of them. “I need you,” he whispered between passionate kisses and began to enter her naturally lubricated area.
“Me, too,” she concurred and opened her legs wider, wanting to make as much space as she could. She winced as he went further in, her vagina feeling strangely tight and sensitive. Katara whimpered in pain upon feeling his penis push against her maidenhead.
“You okay?” Zuko asked worriedly.
“It hurts,” she complained. “Go slower.”
He complied and winced when he heard her take in a sharp breath, his member claiming her virginity.
Katara dug her nails into his back, pain searing throughout her lower body. “Wait,” she whispered pleadingly and sighed heavily, her hold on his back lessening. The pain soon turned into a pulsating ache and with the soft nod of her head, Zuko began to slowly pull out.
The Prince kissed her tenderly and pushed back into her, groaning in satisfaction. Their bodies soon began to get used to the rhythmic push and pull of sex, causing Katara to moan desperately. Her pussy tightened with pleasure and small beads of sweat began to gather around her forehead. “Faster,” the waterbender sighed and cried out when Zuko followed order.
The man growled deep in throat as he thrust himself into the girl, his erection becoming tighter. He felt her vagina become more moist with every push and this aroused him even more. “Katara,” he moaned urgently and began to feel an urge to release what was inside him.
“Faster,” she ordered fiercely, her hands trying to grip onto his sleek back. “Harder.” Her heart raced and her hands searched blindly for anything to hold on to. “Zuko!” she yelled passionately and let out a desperate groan, her mind wanting nothing more than to climax. Her body desired his touch, his lips, his gaze.
“Katara,” he returned and lowered his head, placing his scarred face on her neck and kissing it tenderly. He let out a pleasure-filled growl upon hearing her orgasmic cry. A second later he climaxed, releasing his precious seed into her hot and wet pussy.
He sighed deeply and gently pulled out of her, falling tiredly on the space next to her. He glanced at her and smiled when seeing an unbelievable look on his lover’s - because he supposed they were lovers now - face, her hand tangled in her head. He closed his eyes briefly, a content smile on his face.
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“I have to go,” she said nervously and began to get up, her eyes searching the area for the clothes. Upon finding them, she got to her feet and walked over to the neat pile of folded cloth. “Aang and Sokka must be wondering where I’ve gone to.”
Prince Zuko looked up at the night sky, the stars twinkling brightly above him. He heard her put on her clothes in a hurry, hearing her grunt when her robe wouldn’t go on properly. He briefly considered helping her before thinking that he needed to put on his clothes as well.
He got up and slipped on his shirt and pants casually. He looked over at the Waterbender and raised an eyebrow upon seeing her look at him with a sort of expectancy.
“So what now?” she asked at last, hoping that he wouldn’t insult her or just walk away without saying anything. Regret began to eat away at her when he let out a long indecisive breath, her mind reprimanding her for giving in to lust.
“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully and rubbed the back of his head.
Katara nodded, her eyes on the verge of tears. What have I done? she asked herself angrily. “Oh,” she breathed and looked down at the dirt below her. “Okay.” Her voice cracked and at an ill attempt to cover it up, she coughed.
Zuko’s heart sank with guilt. He walked over to the fragile girl and looked into her bright blue eyes. “I--I like you a lot,” he said awkwardly and felt his spirits rise when he saw a shy smile spread on her face.
“Really?” she asked and watched him nod. She got on her toes and gave him a kiss, feeling his strong arms wrap around her small waist. “Me, too.”
It wasn’t until weeks later, when Aang asked her if she was okay after spending an hour vomiting her breakfast, that Katara realized that liking him wasn‘t such a good idea.
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*sigh* The deed is done. Happy Birthday again, Mel. :)