Warning: Mature content up ahead. This fic is rated M for a reason. It is going to be solely sexual content (with a plot of course) but there's going to be lots and lots of sex during this fanfiction. I thought there wasn't enough full length smut fics around and I wanted to write one. This is probably going to be a cliché but I don't care. So if you don't like lemon/lime you shouldn't read this story. With this said I will proceed to cast light into some doubts that may arise. The story is set 6 years after the finale. Zuko is with Mai and Katara is single and very needy for a male companion. And the full moon and tides have something to do with it. Unable to control her desires will she be able to keep away from the hottest male around?
This is, most obviously, Zutara, so if you don't like it, do not read!
Sorry for the in the beginning but like I said this has a plot. Zutara will unfold. Be ready for kinky stuff going around. And another thing, although I'm not really fond of Mai but I will try to treat her with respect. So any Maikoan that feels that she ins't getting the treatment she deserves, please say so.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The last Airbender, it is property of Bryan and Mike and all the other dorks at Viacom and Nickelodeon who totally butchered the ending of this lovely story.
His body burned for this, the sweet feel of release. His day had been stressful, as well as his month. Fuck, the last three years had been stressful. And she was willing. She was more willing than any woman he had ever met. Not that he had ever done this with anyone else but her, but she was the only woman who would let his weight crush her, and his body invade hers in an onslaught. And he couldn't be happier.
Mai sat facing the mirror in the vanity. Like usual she was setting her mane free, the raven curls swishing around the small of her back. She combed it slowly, and Zuko could feel his anticipation grow. Soon they would be lying in his bed, his body above hers, his mind free from all he had to endure during the day. Elation always made him feel a little bit better and forget about what troubled him.
She got up, her hips swaying in a hypnotic motion coming naturally from years of nobility training. Her digits worked the sash of her red robe. Slowly, as the sash fell, the robe opened slightly to reveal flesh, pale white flesh that he would willingly devour.
The noblewoman's face remained expressionless. She never did get to passionate during their love making. Zuko was used to this though. He knew she loved him but, just like himself, she had some difficulty expressing her true feelings. But he couldn't help feeling hurt sometimes. It was selfish of him, he knew, and Mai showed her love in other ways. Still as she sat upon his lap, the feel of her pressed against him, he let it all go. He needed his release. He was only a man, for Agni's sake!
Her hips swayed slowly, her core pressing up against his forming erection. Suddenly his pants felt too tight for the blood to course free through his legs.
Mai, gracefully, set herself free from the red cloth, the robe tumbling to the ground. Her breasts weren't overly big, but they were enough for him. She was oh, so pale, her pink nipples a nice contrast to the rest of her skin. He took both her mounds into his hands gently squeezing them, his mind falling into the gutter.
He wasn't a gentle lover. His passion roared as hot as the element he controlled, and so his emotions were passionate and violent. The Fire Lord's hands played with her breasts forcefully, but the woman didn't seem to mind.
His thumb started playing with the recently erected flesh and she sighed contentedly.
Her arms were enveloped around his neck and her head was tilted back. He rubbed her nipple between his thumb and indicator finger, sometimes fast other times slowly. No sound came from her mouth, although her breathing was getting shallower. He pinched and stretched her flesh, and in a sudden moment took most of her bosom into his mouth. He sucked on it, his tongue never touching the flesh of his lover. Mai could feel his hot breath mixing with his saliva, sending shivers down her spine. He wasn't the gentlest of lovers, no, but he was an expert at making a woman feel good. Soon after his tongue started playing with the small bud, circling to the right, then the left, moving up and down and in cross movements. She willed his royal attire open, but will itself wouldn't cut it, so her hands expertly worked the intricate outfit. In an instant his chest was bare for her. Her hands roamed up and down, tracing the defined lines of his body. She averted the scar bellow his pectorals, but everything else was charted territory. His hands drifted to her bottom and with no amount of strength she was splayed over his titanic bed. Zuko smirked. Mai lay there waiting for him to ravish her like he always did. At the moment the young firebender didn't mind her lack of enthusiasm, he was only trying to get what he deserved. His mouth found her neck and he suckled her skin. The noblewoman's arms were once again laced around him, but he didn't seem to notice. His mouth trailed south, a trace of hot saliva in his place, the air cooling it, an odd sensation.
He once again played with her breasts, moving his hands, rotating them and pinching. He licked the spot where her boobs met her diaphragm. He kissed the line and continued his scavenge south. She was skinny, and not muscular, there weren't many lines for him to trace, but he did love to kiss around her bellybutton, to lick the flesh and let his spit there as a mark of his affection. Zuko proceeded to her navel. He kissed the lines that marked the beginning of her coccyx. Soon he was kissing the outside of her thighs and next the inside, the heat of her core enticing his skin. Should he give her the breath of live? He looked up at Mai. She was fixed on the ceiling, but her cheeks were flushed and her bosom was moving with new found rhythm. He spread her legs apart and appreciated his view for a moment. She was indeed a woman of noble costumes. There was not a single hair in sight. He pondered for a moment. How would a more, let us say, grotesque woman feel and taste? Her hips jumped and he was taken away from his mind and into the task at hand. With a finger he started playing with her, moving her clitoris in circular movements. Mai's breath caught in her lungs, and left her like a gushing wind against the threes. Another finger played with her opening, rubbing it, pretending entrance and then denying her the satisfaction of feeling something within the depths of her core. He knew she liked this even though she wasn't an emotional woman. Putting her out of her misery his middle finger entered her only to swiftly leave her. It was a game of push and pull. Mai tried to stifle her moans. It was proper for a woman like her to yell like a barbarian in heat. Damned her upbringing. She wanted nothing more than to show her lover how much she wanted him. He
inserted one more finger and kept thrusting, knuckle deep into her. She writhed to meet his hand, the feel of his other knuckles against her button an overwhelming sensation. The Fire Lord could feel her juices around his fingers and swiftly removed them from her. Raising his hand so she could see, he parted his digits, her moisture dripping from them. She blushed even more. It wasn't proper for a lady to see her own fluids. He smirked. His wet fingers traced her lips, and she parted her mouth as they forced themselves into it. She could taste her sweet nectar. Zuko was indeed a sensual lover.
As his hand traced from her lips down to her core his own mouth was already working her, the wetness and heat coming from it enticing her into a state of oblivion. He firstly worked on her clitoris, mimicking the movements he had delivered to her hardened nipples. Her fingers gripped the sheets, still she kept quiet. His tongue then slid inside her openness, moving around her walls, retracting and moving back in, repeating all like a cycle. It didn't get deep enough but it was blissful.
His hands were now inside of his pants, playing with his manhood. He was ready, so very ready.
She felt the cold and saw him strip off his pants. In a second he was between her legs, his hand positioning his penis at her opening. It was swift and fast but he filled her and in that minute she was in heaven. He moved his hips in circles and she could feel his flesh massaging her inner walls. Her arms were once again around him and Zuko kissed her. He started moving in and out, his phallus growing harder inside her. He was moaning lightly, sometimes the small sounds overshadowed by grunts and puffs of noisy air. He pushed inside her, up to his base, his full length deep within her, and then ground his hips against hers. He stayed put for a minute or so then retreated fully only to invade her in full force once more. He cupped one of her breasts, the other being worked by his mouth, his teeth scrapping her skin as his penis entered her at full speed and force. Mai kept quiet, but screamed inside her mind, told him to completely have her. She knew he understood her just by looking in her eyes. Great displays of affection and lust were not needed.
He grabbed her legs and stood on his knees, pushing her bottom up to meet his hips. Once again he thrust deep into her, his mouth tight shut. He moved more rapidly, using his legs do give him momentum. Her mounds juggled around and her breath was ragged. The firebender's hair clung to his forehead and his body now shimmered in the candle light. With one last move, his hips crashed against hers and she shivered, wave after wave of pleasure invading her just as he had. Her mind was blank, there was nothing more than blissful emptiness at the moment. After a while she could feel his member leaving her and his seed combined with her own juices spilling from her entrance.
He eyed his semen coming from her, his breath labored and his muscles sore. Zuko let his body fall to the bed, beside her. His release had finally come.
The female looked at him through half lidded eyes. She needed to take herbs first thing in the morning. The truth was they still weren't married, and she couldn't afford to carry a child out of wedlock. What the people would do to her and Zuko. His arms laced around her and he kissed her neck. After a long while they were both in deep sleep.
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She had been single for over a year now. Aang and her both had grown up to become very different people, and unfortunately their relationship didn't survive the change they both suffered. But there was no point in investing time in something both knew was never going to work out, even if they still harbored feelings no friends should feel for each other. And that's when things started getting complicated. Katara was way over her marrying age and there was a hidden need in her, need for a companion. The older people in her tribe, people that had come from the north had started conspiring against her, saying she needed a husband, a man to take care of her. Everyone in her tribe had started gossiping, word spreading like wildfire-which was something to say, seeing they lived in an icy tundra, the ocean just ten feet away- it her situation was unheard of. She was not only pass the marrying age but also she was the chieftain's daughter. It was only proper for her to marry. Word was all around the village "The poor girl, already surpassed marrying age! She'll never find a man." They said. Her biggest problem, although, was the unshakable need that had taken hold of her. Her grandmother had once told her that women of water could not stay without a man for very long. It was made them so fertile, the unshakable lust that coursed through their veins. As a woman she had needs- and yes she was a woman now. At twenty she never had experienced the heat of a man's embrace, and most women her age had already one or two babies, a loving husband and a household to run. Not that she needed to settle right away but there was this need inside of her. Her biological clock had started ticking the moment she saw Yue, her niece, two months ago. And with the clock came the cravings for a male body. It left her longing for something, and her culture wasn't of any help. Women usually sat with each other- as the men set off to hunt and fish for the month- and they were all too happy but to talk about their sexuality. It was true her tribe was somewhat reserved, seeing as they didn't really undress for intimacy, but being a familiar community, the women felt comfortable to share tales about their sexual adventures, detailing them a little bit too much for Katara's liking. She had started a practice she never had before, she started masturbating. At first it was weird and awkward but then it became invigorating and she loved the sense of orgasm. Of course she had found a technique to take the most out of this: fantasize.
She would fantasize about any number of things and people.
She closed the leather that served as a door to her big ice hut, and lay on the pelts. Here in the South Pole the summers were cold and winters colder, so she couldn't wear flimsy night attires. They were, in fact very similar to the parkas they used during the day. Yet, it didn't stop her. Her hands played with her breasts, rubbing, squeezing, pinching. She was thinking, her imagination wild.
Jet was caressing her breasts, on the same three houses she had fallen for him. He was naked and he was hot. "Oh, Jet" she muttered to him as he kept himself busy with her mounds. His fingers played with her harden nipples, the unnatural shade of pink against her mocha skin. She sighed and moaned to his every ministration. His lips were playing with hers, their tongues dancing a very intricate type of dance. She could feel her senses cloud over. His mouth travelled down her jaw and he placed butterfly kisses down her neck. He moved upwards, his lips sucking her flesh into his mouth, a red swell marking her as his.
He moved to her collar, sucking at the bones that lightly stuck out and next kissed her shoulder's length, sucked, licked. She was going to lose it.
"OH JET!" She screamed in her mind as he found her breasts with his mouth. She looked down and was overwhelmed to see Haru, sucking, biting, playing. He was naked and she could see his lightly dark skin glisten in the moonlight. She moaned loudly, her hands playing with his auburn hair.
"Yes, just like that! Oh that feels so good." The waterbender cried out. In a bold move, the earthbender found her flower and started toying with her. She arched her back, her breathing worked, her voice lost to the sweet caress. Oh, how good this feels! His fingers played with her clitoris and she tugged at his hair.
"Yes! More!" He smiled down at her, taking her breath away. He kissed down her flat stomach, defined by feminine muscles, created by her waterbending training. He licked the lines that defined her sternum, the lines that marked her ribs, the line from her breasts down to her belly button. He traced that path with his tongue, his saliva hot against her cool skin. Her throat hitched, and she suddenly felt parched. The sounds Katara emitted were becoming indistinct, and she emitted them more frequently. He kissed her hips and her navel, unwrapping her lower biding to reveal a bush of brown. The water maiden blushed. She knew girls form higher social status back at the Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation all shaved down there, but here, in the cold, the women didn't care much about such things, and Haru didn't seem to mind either. He smiled down at her and took her core into his mouth. Her back arched and she grabbed what was around. Her head was sustaining her weight but she didn't care about the nasty neck ache she would get after this. The waterbender grabbed the man's hair and pushed her hips toward him, willing him further and granting better access to her.
"Easy there peasant!" Katara looked down and saw Zuko's eyes glint with mischief. She smiled at him! "Oh, Zuko!"
"We have all the time in the world."
"Are you going to do me?" She asked, her hands grabbing his face.
"Is that what you want?"
"Yes! Oh, yes! I want you to do me, Fire Lord!" With that she kissed him fiercely, tasting herself in his mouth. Their tongues clashed, like the waves hitting the shore on a stormy night. She loved that he was so passionate. Fire was in fact his element, she mused.
"I want you inside me!" She whispered, her voice hoarse with excitement.
He smirked and in a swift movement he had filled her with his manhood. She imagined he was big, what big was, she had no idea, she never had seen a man naked.
He moved with brute force, her body being shoved up and down. Katara could see her breasts wiggle and that made her even hornier. Lacing her arms around the firebender's neck she pushed herself up and looked deep into his eyes.
"Faster!" The water maiden demanded and he willingly obeyed. She could feel his entire length inside her, back and forth, back and forth, like the tides. Oh Tui, that felt so good.
"I'm going crazy!" The waterbender almost screamed and after what seemed like a smirk she could feel his lips force against hers.
Katara helped him, using his shoulders as leverage, to move her hips. There was sweat flying all around them and the sound of his body crashing into hers. It was true, she was going slowly mad.
The girl bit his lip and he pulled her hair hard. She grunted, and felt him kiss her neck. His hands were on her shapely bottom and from time to time he would squeeze or slap it. Katara loved it.
"Yes, Zuko, yes….I'm near!" In fact she was. The waterbender could feel her loins tighten around the man's cock. Oh Tui and La, she was so very near.
In an outburst of screams and frantic movements she came, her fluids falling from his shaft to his testicles and surrounding area. Katara was panting. Her head nestled against the crook of his neck. She felt his rapid breathing, his muscled torso heaving against her own, crushing her delicate organs. Gathering her strength she straightened and looked him in the eyes.
"That was amazing!" The Fire Lord just smiled and kissed her.
Katara was panting, one hand upon her breast the other between her legs. It was the third time she imagined she was coming on Zuko's member, but her foggy mind didn't let her linger too much on the subject. Her legs were shaking, and her mind was still vague. Slowly she got up and bended some water form a nearby basin to wash her fluid covered hand.
The waterbender slumped down on her pelts, her body exhausted from orgasm. She recalled her fantasy as she fell asleep, much more rested than before.
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"Katara, there's a letter for you from Suki and Sokka!" Hakoda called, smiling at his daughter. She had just finished her lesson. From a few years back to this moment she had been teaching some kids waterbending. Gran Pakku- as Sokka started calling him-thought it would be a good thing to have a woman teaching the younglings. A new era of peace also needed a new era of mentality he had claimed, and after meeting the daring young woman his view on female waterbenders dramatically changed. The village had turned into a big trading port and was almost as big as their sister tribe up north. Some northern people had come and build their homes here and everything was good. Katara, of course, had taken upon herself to help as much as she could and two months earlier she had even delivered her niece. Sokka and Suki had gone to visit Kyoshi Island and show Yue around, and without Aang the waterbender spent most of her time with her students or alone.
Katara grabbed the letter and eagerly read it. She smiled at her father.
"I'm glad they are coming home soon!"
The chief nodded and handed her another letter.
"This is from Aang!" His brow creased. Wearily, she took the letter and opened the scroll.
"Dear Katara.
Things in the Earth Kingdom have been going on smoothly. King Bumi says hi. I've been under much work. It's been hard calming some uprising and some Fire Nation citizens are being hunt all throughout the Continent. Another thing has left me quite distressed. Upon talking with Poppy Bei Fong after stopping by to see Toph, I learnt she had fled again. After much inquire I discovered she was heading towards the Fire Nation to meet up with Zuko…I mean Fire Lord Zuko. It still is hard for me to address him by his title.
I thought you would like to know about Toph. And I know what you are thinking right now, so if you do decide to go after her and kick her back to where she belongs ( and I stress it's home with her parents) we can meet up there in four months. If not I will see you in roughly half a year. I miss you dearly and wish I could be with you right now.
Much love, Aang.
P.s: I just got you the most wonderful gift. I hope I can give it to you sooner rather than later. "
Katara re-read the letter and frowned.
"What is it?" Hakoda was no fool. He saw the way his daughter's jaw clenched, the stubborn glint in her eyes. He sighed. She was more like her mother than she would ever know.
"Father, can you have a ship ready by tomorrow morning?"
The man just nodded silently. There was no way into talking her out of whatever idea she had just had. He hoped the Avatar hadn't said the wrong thing, because if Katara was as much as Kanna as she was Kya then he was in deep trouble.
