His body stiffened. He didn't even notice he was holding his breath until she moved away. He moved his hands to her cheeks and moved in for another kiss.

Her lips parted, he had enough inciative to part his own and dip his tongue into her's. Slowly, the taste of her saliva was enough to relax more. Zuko leaned his face further in, mouth opening more. Katara sucked on his tongue and then nipped on his lip. He jolted slightly in surprise. She murmured into his mouth, "you're still really stiff."

"Sorry." Her hand moved to his chest. She could feel his hear pounding through his clothes.

Trying to move forward she stepped closer, pushing her body against his. He twitched in shocked response. Katara tilted her head moving in more, pushing her tongue into his mouth too, rubbing her tongue against his. She opened her eyes, seeing his scrunched up face. He still couldn't relax and let it happen. She moved back, releasing him from her mouth, making a sloppy clicking sound.

Zuko stood there still, lips still apart, barely opening his eyes, his hands hovered where her cheeks had been. She smiled at him and tilted her head with a concerned look. "We should move forward."

Zuko looked to both of his hands and nodded slowly, cheeks reddening. He watched as his ha dis moved down to her shoulders... then to the opening in her tunic, "r.. right." He whispered. He seemed lost in concentration. His thumbs moved inside her outer tunic, and tugged a few times until he could pull at them, move them loose to her shoulders. He gulped staring at her white under layers.

She started to tug at his band, undoing it easily. It dropped to the floor by his feet. As she did, Zuko gave pause, and she pulled his haori off, and he moved his arms so that it could fall off. He looked at her in the eyes and then back down to her chest, putting his hands on her tunic again, just above the breasts, he lingered then removed them again. He looked down and started fiddling with the fastenings at his side, undoing his juban. Eventually he was shirtless.

Katara put a hand on his chest and he finally looked back up at her. His eyes widened when he became aware that she had done the same, her tunic fully open and hanging down at the band in her hips. He let of a minor gasp. He glanced at her smiling face but his attention was immediately brought back to her exposed breasts. They were just sitting there, exposed, round and perky.

His hands twitched as he moved nervously I touch them. His thumbs shyly brushed over her nipples, now hard from the cold air of the trent. She let out a low hum and he responded in pursuit. "They're beautiful..." His thumbs circled her nipples and then he pinched them, playfully, she responded with a little moan. After testing the waters from that he pinched harder and twisted.

She moved closer to his body, licking at his neck. Katara bit at the side of his neck and sucked. He gasped, it grew a heat in his loins. Zuko moved a hand away from her breast, rustling just out of view until he found the slit of her skirt. His hand slipped in and found her ass cheek, giving it a squeeze.

She finally let go of Zuko's neck. A faint popping sound occurred. She tapped his chest backwards so she could have more room. She quickly untied her tunics belt, letting her top layers drop to pool around her feet, and as she did she shuffled her feet to remove her boots with ease. Zuko watched passively, he bit his lower lip and gulped.

As she moved her hands to pull down her pants, he put his hands on her hips, rubbing up and down. She was about to drop her pants and relinquish all her clothes when her hooked his hands over her's, pulling her back in.

His lip against her's. Snogging and sloppily eating into her mouth. She let out a hummed moan into his mouth. He took more charge is time. Zuko rotated his tongue inside her mouth, crashing lips together, bobbing his head to get deeper in. He pulled her hips closer, pushing her body against his. His hands moved to the small of her back. He rubbed at her back and then began rocking her into him.

She could feel a faint lump hitting against her stomach. He continued to lightly grind against her soft body. She felt somewhat relieved that he was aroused by her- no.. this was working. He slipped his hands below her pants, grasping at her ass cheeks, squeezing and rubbing his fingers over her soft mounds. He hummed into her mouth. His rocking hips started to increase with speed.

He licked her lips and then removed his mouth from her's, leaving her lingering. He crooked his head over her shoulder, nuzzling her hair out of his eye sight with his chin. He pushed his wrists out to stretch her pant line, letting it slip below hands and exposing her ass. Zuko massaged her ass as peered over her shoulder at it.

Katara laughed lightly "are you an ass-man, Zuko?"

Zuko snapped back to reality and leaned back looking at her. "What? No. I.. don't know."

Katara smiled at him, his hands still kneading her ass cheeks and hips still rocking into her stomach. She moved her hand to his chest, and slowly, light to the touch, trailed down to near the top of the band if his pants.

He let out a choked whimper at the presence of a hand getting closer to him. She teased him, tickled him with a light fingered touch to the slightly exposed tip. "Ahh," he whispered into her, his hands gripping tightly into her cheeks.

"I think... you are."