I've Always Thought [Avatar: the Last Airbender, Katara/Suki, NC-17]
Title: I've Always Thought
Author: onyx452
Rating: NC-17 (just to be safe)
Warnings: women sex to a degree
Word count: 703
Prompt: March 16 - Avatar: the Last Airbender, Katara/Suki: sparring turned bondage sex (either can top) - "I never thought you'd be into this." "But I've always suspected that you were."
Summary: Sometimes sparring can get a little carried away...
The battle haze had long since settled over her senses, blinding her to everything but her frustratingly agile opponent. Time was blended into a single, never-ending moment, the moment when she pulled out her whip to face down the twin daggers.
The words fell from her lips subconsciously, even though her mind knew what her mouth did not.
Antagonizing someone willing to hurt you was never a good idea.
“Borrowing my technique again are we?”
“Borrowing Zuko’s actually. You’d be surprised at the techniques we’ve integrated from the Fire Nation.”
“Only surprised at how easily I’ll take you down.”
The utter fury energizing the woman’s assault broke through her hasty defense like a firebender going through ice, the daggers slipping into each hole she left with graceful efficiency. She began backpedaling as each strike became marginally weaker than the one before.
She smirked. Seems her partner still had yet to grasp out of the box strategy.
The whip came up like the snake it resembled, wrapping around a cloth-wrapped leg, and she tugged, enjoying the surprise that flushed tanned skin as the body hit the ground. Reaching down to strike the pressure point for blood flow to the brain was her first mistake.
Like her boyfriend she turned the unfavorable position into an advantage, retaliating by twining their legs together, compromising balance and she fell, directly into the jaws of the beast. The hands were waiting for her descent, her opponent’s second mistake.
The previously hidden cord flashed around the wrists and hands, binding them together as they rolled around the wooden floor, fighting for dominance.
“Damn it!” the woman shouted, tugging futilely at the binds. The shout pulled the veil aside, bringing her back to herself.
She was straddling Katara, half bent over the bender, holding the hands above her head to the floor. Her chest was heaving beneath her breast bindings as she stared up at the warrior, each breath pushing their torsos together.
“Looks like I win this time. And I get my prize too.” She leaned down and captured the furious lips with her own, one hand sneaking under the binding to massage a breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers. The moan was swallowed as her tongue entered the fray, her body pushing Katara’s back down easily. “Ah ah. I didn’t give you permission,” she said, biting down slightly in punishment. The bender hissed at the conflicting pleasure/pain, panting slightly.
“Like I need your permission.” The smirk should have tipped her off, it really should have.
But it didn’t.
The water whips rose and captured her arms and legs silently, allowing their mistress to reverse their positions. She didn’t waste any time either, shredding Suki’s breast bindings and taking one of the hard peaks into her mouth even as she continued the waterbending to hold her down.
The pleasure that had been building, and subsequently ignored, during their spar hit her with the force of a rampaging elephant koi, her arch almost bucking the waterbender completely off. Another whip was added about her waist and she found herself totally attached to the floor. The fight in her stirred again, demanding she get free and show the Sugar Queen who was boss.
“Getting off at me being tied up? I never thought you’d be into this,” she said as she struggled. Katara shrugged, watching.
“But I’ve always suspected that you were. And what do you know?” Her fingers had continued their journey down where Suki realized she was totally naked. They danced up and down around her thighs, avoiding what she truly wanted.
“You’ve really got to stop hanging around Zuko and Iroh. Your waterbending is now scary.”
The fingers entering her most treasured of places distracted Katara from responding as she avidly watched the warrior’s reaction, pumping her fingers in time with alternating bites and sucks to each of the mounds in front of her.
The journey to the top of the mountain and the ensuing fall overtook her quickly, blanketing her mind with gratification and satisfaction of a different sort. Coming down was slow and lazy, her eyes opening to blue ones.
“You haven’t seen my waterbending be scary. But I’m more than willing to let you.”
Author: onyx452
Rating: NC-17 (just to be safe)
Warnings: women sex to a degree
Word count: 703
Prompt: March 16 - Avatar: the Last Airbender, Katara/Suki: sparring turned bondage sex (either can top) - "I never thought you'd be into this." "But I've always suspected that you were."
Summary: Sometimes sparring can get a little carried away...
The battle haze had long since settled over her senses, blinding her to everything but her frustratingly agile opponent. Time was blended into a single, never-ending moment, the moment when she pulled out her whip to face down the twin daggers.
The words fell from her lips subconsciously, even though her mind knew what her mouth did not.
Antagonizing someone willing to hurt you was never a good idea.
“Borrowing my technique again are we?”
“Borrowing Zuko’s actually. You’d be surprised at the techniques we’ve integrated from the Fire Nation.”
“Only surprised at how easily I’ll take you down.”
The utter fury energizing the woman’s assault broke through her hasty defense like a firebender going through ice, the daggers slipping into each hole she left with graceful efficiency. She began backpedaling as each strike became marginally weaker than the one before.
She smirked. Seems her partner still had yet to grasp out of the box strategy.
The whip came up like the snake it resembled, wrapping around a cloth-wrapped leg, and she tugged, enjoying the surprise that flushed tanned skin as the body hit the ground. Reaching down to strike the pressure point for blood flow to the brain was her first mistake.
Like her boyfriend she turned the unfavorable position into an advantage, retaliating by twining their legs together, compromising balance and she fell, directly into the jaws of the beast. The hands were waiting for her descent, her opponent’s second mistake.
The previously hidden cord flashed around the wrists and hands, binding them together as they rolled around the wooden floor, fighting for dominance.
“Damn it!” the woman shouted, tugging futilely at the binds. The shout pulled the veil aside, bringing her back to herself.
She was straddling Katara, half bent over the bender, holding the hands above her head to the floor. Her chest was heaving beneath her breast bindings as she stared up at the warrior, each breath pushing their torsos together.
“Looks like I win this time. And I get my prize too.” She leaned down and captured the furious lips with her own, one hand sneaking under the binding to massage a breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers. The moan was swallowed as her tongue entered the fray, her body pushing Katara’s back down easily. “Ah ah. I didn’t give you permission,” she said, biting down slightly in punishment. The bender hissed at the conflicting pleasure/pain, panting slightly.
“Like I need your permission.” The smirk should have tipped her off, it really should have.
But it didn’t.
The water whips rose and captured her arms and legs silently, allowing their mistress to reverse their positions. She didn’t waste any time either, shredding Suki’s breast bindings and taking one of the hard peaks into her mouth even as she continued the waterbending to hold her down.
The pleasure that had been building, and subsequently ignored, during their spar hit her with the force of a rampaging elephant koi, her arch almost bucking the waterbender completely off. Another whip was added about her waist and she found herself totally attached to the floor. The fight in her stirred again, demanding she get free and show the Sugar Queen who was boss.
“Getting off at me being tied up? I never thought you’d be into this,” she said as she struggled. Katara shrugged, watching.
“But I’ve always suspected that you were. And what do you know?” Her fingers had continued their journey down where Suki realized she was totally naked. They danced up and down around her thighs, avoiding what she truly wanted.
“You’ve really got to stop hanging around Zuko and Iroh. Your waterbending is now scary.”
The fingers entering her most treasured of places distracted Katara from responding as she avidly watched the warrior’s reaction, pumping her fingers in time with alternating bites and sucks to each of the mounds in front of her.
The journey to the top of the mountain and the ensuing fall overtook her quickly, blanketing her mind with gratification and satisfaction of a different sort. Coming down was slow and lazy, her eyes opening to blue ones.
“You haven’t seen my waterbending be scary. But I’m more than willing to let you.”