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Aang woke up to moans in the middle of the night. Concerned, he went to look. He never blushed so much in his life.
He was a monk, what Katara and Zuko were doing … he wasn't sure it would be smiled upon by the monks.
At first, he thought Zuko was hurting Katara. But then she pulled him closer, so that she was between tree and him. Yet, she seemed to try to get closer; it looked like she was trying to climb onto him. And Zuko just helped. He lifted her and held her against the tree with his own body.
They moved together franticly, but as if they were savoring every small caress or kiss.
Aang left when Zuko's lips began to trail lower than Katara's. She arched her neck to allow him easier access.
At her soft mummer of the exiled princes name the Avatar left.
Aang had loved Katara… so why didn't it hurt as much as it should? Why did he feel happy for them?
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