I'm not going to be using this site anymore. But rather than deleting my entire account, I'm just going to leave up edited versions of the first chapters of my stories with a link telling you where to go to read the rest.
Sorry to the people that have been following me here. I just prefer archiveofourown, and technically the more graphic stuff I've posted here isn't allowed anyway.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon, and all of those other people.
Zuko had finally gotten the information he needed out of Ozai, and he knew where his mother was. He almost found it funny that she had been in Ba Sing Se the whole time he'd been there. What if he had passed her in the streets? None of that mattered now though; he had found her home. It was small but sturdy, and he was glad that his mother had at least lived in some sort of comfort.
Zuko stood outside the door for a few minutes before he finally got the courage to go inside. He had been dreaming about this moment for years, but now that it had finally come he wasn't sure what to do. He wanted everything to be perfect.
Without even knocking he opened the door to Ursa's home. Zuko suddenly saw his mother standing only a few feet away from him, and he froze. She turned around and gasped when she saw her son for the first time in years, and she instantly recognized him. She had that motherly smile on her face that Zuko had remembered loving so much, and her eyes were bright and radiant with joy.
"Zuko," she whispered after a long silence.
Zuko couldn't find any words to express himself, and he remained frozen as his mother walked towards him.
Ursa looked just as beautiful as Zuko had remembered. She was wearing a thin green robe, and it revealed her curves perfectly. Her large breasts had little support from her clothing; they sagged slightly and bounced as she walked towards him. Zuko suddenly noticed her substantial cleavage, and he spotted the large nipples that were poking through her robe. His mother's round hips swayed back and forth with each step, and her elegant legs slipped through the opening of her robe. Her legs were bare and smooth, and Zuko was starting to worry about his sudden attraction to his mother. She was a stunning woman with an amazing body, and Zuko was surprised by how she had retained her regal beauty after all these years.
Ursa finally reached Zuko's side of the room and stared into his golden eyes. She could see the trials he had been put through and all of his sadness in them, and his scar brought her to tears. She had heard rumors of the Fire Princess's burning and banishment, but seeing it was too much for her to bear even after all this time.
The mother and son continued to stare at each other without saying a word. They had both dreamed of this moment for years, but all of their rehearsed words of love and relief suddenly didn't matter. They were together now, and they had all the time in the world to share their feelings and stories.
Ursa had always remembered Zuko as a small prepubescent boy, and seeing him as a strong young man was a gratifying yet shocking experience. He reminded her so much of Ozai, but he had a gentleness about him that the old Fire Lord severely lacked. Her dear little boy had become a striking specimen of a man, and his gaze made her blush slightly as if she were a young girl.
She wiped her tears and pulled her son into an intense hug; soon she heard Zuko's weeping. Her son had finally broken down, and he squeezed her tightly as if he were making sure she could never leave him again. His tears fell upon her shoulders and were soaked up by her robe. Ursa began to cry again, but she smiled warmly as she held her boy.
Her large breasts cushioned their embrace, and the touch made her nipples harden. Her son's hard body filled her with a guilty pleasure, and his muscles flexed as he wrapped his arms around her. Zuko's arms were so strong and almost made her forget that this was the small boy that was once the center of her world. Suddenly, Ursa gasped softly; she had felt a firm bulge between Zuko's legs that seemed to have grown out of nowhere. It pressed against her, and she blushed again. This was the final nail in the coffin. Her little boy was gone forever, and in his place was an amazing young man.
"You've changed so much, my love," Ursa whispered lovingly.
"I missed you so much," Zuko wept as if he hadn't heard her.
Ursa pulled back from their hug and wiped the tears from Zuko's face, and she placed a few gentle kisses on his wet cheeks. Zuko continued to cry, and Ursa caught them with her lips as they trickled down.
"Please don't cry. Everything is alright now, Zuko. Mommy's here."
"I missed you so much!" Zuko repeated with a hint of anger this time. His eyes clenched shut, and his fingers dug into Ursa's back. Zuko's thoughts had moved to memories of anger; he couldn't forget his father's threats that had lead to Ursa's banishment in the first place. So much time had been wasted.
Zuko's mother continued to kiss his cheeks, until she moved to his quivering mouth. She sucked on the lower lip gently and pulled Zuko closer to her; she could feel his bulge grow as it throbbed against her leg. Ursa placed a long kiss on her son's gorgeous lips, and he finally started calmed down. Too many emotions had been running through Zuko's head to notice his mother's increased intimacy and his own erection. But that soon changed.
Ursa had pulled out of their embrace completely, and she was undoing the belt that held her robe together. Zuko looked at her with shock and intrigue as it fell to the ground in a heap.
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This is where I'll be updating it from now on.