Author's Note: This is all smut. I'm just taking a break from my longer, more dramatic, and less (at the moment) smutty fic. Enjoy!
It all started, at least to Katara's memory, almost a year into the Gaang living together.
Sokka had proposed to Suki in a garden, surrounded by purple berries and turtle ducks, and she had unhesitatingly said yes. The planning committee (mostly Katara and Ty Lee, with some key points presented by Toph) had been hard at work since the announcement, and everyone was excited for the wedding.
On the other hand, after Aang and Katara split, Toph didn't know what to with herself. She refused to be alone in the room with the Avatar, face flushing furiously when he practically chased after her, begging to know why. The earthbender, instead of confessing her feelings like Katara had insisted, took out her emotional confusion on the airbender.
At last, the Water Tribe siblings decided to lock the young lovers in a room until they sorted out their affection. Needless to say, it ended very well (after Toph threatened Sokka and Katara a few times).
However, rather embarrassingly, Katara was very single and very in love with her close friend.
Who just happened to be the Fire Lord.
Zuko, fortunately for the two, shared this festering love in secret. The two shared a lot of awkward stolen eye contact, hidden blushing, and accidentally rubbing of certain body parts against others.
Yikes.
Their little game, though, started on one hot afternoon.
Suki, Sokka, and Toph had been splashing happily in the Fire Lord's private swimming pool for the majority of the morning, but Katara had politely declined their offer to join. The moon was full that night, and too much water made it difficult for her to focus. Anything from crashing waves to a running tap had a pull on an intimate part of her body.
Still, she had stripped to just her white bindings and taken a dip in a secluded lake somewhere far off from the others, before heading over to the bending ring. To her surprise, it was occupied by two of her male companions. Both shirtless, huffing, and shooting flames at each other's heads, Katara made her way over to the steps to watch.
In her earlier years, Katara considered Aang's boyish figure attractive. Narrow shoulders and roundish faces were cute, of course, but nothing like the tall, well-built body of the Fire Lord. It wasn't just the appearance aspect of her firebending crush, of course. Her heart fluttered at the thought of his brooding, reserved ways. From personal moments with their friend group to commands made in meetings, Zuko was in a command that rivaled Katara's.
Plus, along with everything else, Katara had a thing for bad boys.
In the middle of their spar, Zuko caught her eyes, fumbling a little due to the distraction. Face red from exercise and glistening with sweat, he looked like a Spirit to the waterbender. Her breath hitched, and she almost threw her head backways. Curse the full moon for making her body react immediately.
On the other side of the situation, in the middle of the dirt ring, Zuko was about to have a heart attack. Peering away from his attacker every so often, he was ashamed to notice how much of an effect Katara had on him. His member hardened immediately in his pants as he trailed his eyes over the exposed parts of her wet body. The way she stared at him, eyes unmistakably full of lust, made him swallow hard, suggesting the match be cut short.
"I'm, uh," Zuko panted, attempting to conceal the tent in his pants, "I'm gonna go take a shower."
Aang shrugged, "Okay, I'll go join Toph in the pool." Excitement clouded the boys innocent eyes. "If you wanna finish this match, you know where to find me."
The boys parted ways with a small bow, and the airbender ran eagerly inside.
"Oh, hey, Katara," the Fire Lord said cooly, offering a slight smirk as he walked towards the outdoor showers.
When he was no longer in her sight, his eyes widened at the reality of the whole scene. Had he been too obvious? Was the smirk too much? Agni, why was he so damn awkward?
About to step into the bathing area, he froze at the sound of rustling leaves. Instinctively, he hid behind the red shower wall, peaking his head out a bit to look around.
He almost choked when he saw Katara timidly peer her head out from the bushes, striding over to the door he had just stood in front of.
Katara, honestly, didn't know what she was thinking, or even if she was thinking. Never being the type to shy away from opportunity, though, she walked confidently over to where Zuko had claimed he would be. This could end so, so badly.
She blamed her moon cycle.
He, on the other hand, had nothing to blame his next decision on, besides pure desire and the annoyance that came with having waited for so long.
"Taking a shower?" Zuko sauntered over towards her, revealing himself from his hiding place.
Katara's face flushed the shade of a fire lily, her eyes wide and looking like the sky above them. Zuko was then reminded again why he had an undying crush on her. "Uh," she stuttered, trying to regain her footing in this conversation, "yes. I felt very dirty."
Quirking an eyebrow, he teased, "Feeling dirty?" Smirking, Zuko ran a heated finger along her collarbone. "You don't seem the type."
Her lips parted in shock, making Zuko feel dizzy as he fantasized about her mouth, his hardened organ twitching slightly. Agni. "Oh?" She met his smirk with her own, bending the water droplet he played with from his finger. "You must not know me too well, then."
With sudden force, she was pressed up against the side of the shower, her back arching off the red stone into his body.
Zuko brought his mouth to her ear, breathing hotly, "I'd like to get to know you better."
She sighed, eyes rolling back in her head, and she bucked her hips unintentionally into his while he licked the shell of her ear. His wet tongue matched with the water droplets from earlier became almost too much for her, and she felt herself begin to slowly uncoil.
"Are you alright?" Eyes full of worry, Zuko brought his face level with hers, concerned with the sudden stiffness of her body.
"I'm fine," she cupped her hands around his face, brushing the scarred side with her thumb.
While he was there with her, eyes darting from her lips to the rise and fall of her chest, he felt like he was burning. The heat pushed him to continue, became encased fully in fire, but his requirement to honor her at all times made him hesitate.
"Zuko," she insisted, bringing his lips so close to her own that she could smell firewood and cherry blossom tea. "I'm not a little girl anymore."
With that, all hesitation disappeared. For the first time, Zuko forgot about honor.
The feel of Zuko's calloused hand against the small of her back, rubbing a light circle in her flesh, made her whimper softly. Taking that as an invitation, he lowered his lips to hers.
Before they could touch, though, Sokka's voice was heard just beyond the turn. Katara leapt from his arms, an apologetic kiss placed upon his cheek, and fled the scene before Zuko could even react.
Spirits, she was impressive.
But Zuko had no time to wallow in his desire. Instead, he made quick work to hide the very obvious and very enlarged tent in his pants.
As he finished readjusting, Suki came into sight first, poking fun at him, "What are you doing standing out here all on your own, Fire Lord?"
"I was planning on showering," he shrugged. This was not exactly a lie, so he spoke without doubt.
Toph, Aang, and Sokka soon followed suit behind her, each greeting him separately. Itching to exit the awkward situation (and possibly join Katara again), he excused himself to the bathroom.
"Hey, wait," Sokka stopped him before he stepped through the doorway, shooting him an odd look, "where's my sister?"
Zuko's blood ran cold for a moment and he couldn't formulate an appropriate response. All that came to mind was a list of rather sexual places he wished Katara would be. Terrible.
It was Toph, actually, that came to his rescue, "I just saw her go inside. I think she's taking a bath."
Again, his heart beat quickened with the thoughts of tan skin, half hidden with suds, spreading soap upon each exposed part of her skin before dipping lower into the water. He shuddered, biting his lip.
"Yup, probably. So, I'm just gonna shower now!"
Almost slamming the door, Zuko cursed at himself. Did this girl really have that much control over him? He removed his pants, now aware of his fully erect member.
Apparently, she did.
Author's Note: More to come...literally. OH, that was so gross, I apologize (or do I?). My character's are such teases, so you'll just have to wait for the next chapter for more. Review please! It'll help me come up with some more sexy ideas. Ha...ha...
P.S. I like writing my smut scenes with characters that are very in control. If you're looking for an innocent Zuko, or an unbearably hesitant Katara, don't search here.