07/29 — First Kiss: The Spirit Intervention
"Do you think it'll work?" a velvet male voice asked.
"Of course, it will! I've seen enough of the girl to be sure," equally beautiful female voice replied.
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"You'll thank me later, Prince," the words echoed in Zuko's mind as his lips lowered to Katara's on their own accord.
Agni almighty! He didn't even have the cursed Blue Spirit mask around this time; he'd left it in Ba Sing Se, yet, apparently, one didn't need the mask to lose control over one's body. And how! As he caressed her soft lips, his hand slide up her neck burying into her silky hair. I'm doomed.
A painfully long moment passed—or so it seemed to the prince—and Katara responded to the kiss. As if on cue, control was back. Out of breath—from either the kissing or the euphoria, he curled his free arm around her waist. Maybe it wasn't that bad to have someone else in charge just once.
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"They are just like us," Painted Lady smiled gently.
"They are," Blue Spirit agreed, pulling her close.