"Don't ever misunderstand me Zuko", Katara spoke out of anger.
Zuko quickly opened his eyes and sat up on his bed.
He didn't even noticed Katara standing in his doorway. He was completely taken off guard.
Unsure what to even say to her, Zuko stood there. He dared not to speak a word.
He only looked at her. Noticing that she was wearing very little clothing.
She was wearing tight blue pants that seem to hug rather tightly to her body.
Her chest was the only thing cover on her upper body. Just low cut shirt that cleared showed her breast nicely.
All he could do was stare her down in beauty from her legs, back to her face.
Zuko quickly changed where he was looking when he realized her giving him a very evil look.
Katara glared at him. She noticed him starring her down which only enraged her further.
"…Follow me…..", Katara asked as she walked away.
Not want to upset her more, Zuko followed her.
They walked to the top of the mountain where Katara knew they would be alone.
As Zuko got to the top of the mountain, he saw Katara standing right near the edge.
Her hair blowing in the wind, the scent of her body quickly made it to Zuko.
It calmed him in a way that he never felt before. He wanted to walk closer to her but feared she might attack.
"Was there something….", Zuko stopped mid sentence.
Zuko's body suddenly tightened up. A massive amount of pain rushed through Zuko's body.
He looked up at Katara. Her hair still blowing in the wind.
Only this time she had one hand out with her palm gripped open as if she was holding something.
"Let me make something clear Zuko", Katara said softy.
Zuko tried to look her in the face, but the pain running through his body was more intense then anything he had ever felt.
Zuko had never felt blood bending before. He knew nothing about how it works.
"If you ever think about hurting me…..I mean Aang or the others. I will put an end to you. Painfully…..understand", Katara said as she turned to face him.
"Plea…please. Trust me. I will prove myself to you. I will never hurt yo…..you Kat…Katara….", Zuko tried to say with the pain still being forced on him.
Katara walked closer to him. Still with one hand out, blood bending him.
Then she stood right over him. She realized she had complete control over him. Something about this entire thing pleased her for some reason.
She released him from her hold and began to walk away from him.
Zuko fell to his knees. Gasping for air as the pain left his body as quickly as it came.
"Noooo…..please. Ask anything of me. I will do anything if it means you will forgive me", Zuko pleaded.
Katara completely paid him no mind and continued to walk away from him.
"There has to be something you want…need", Zuko asked.
Katara stopped walking and stood in place. A few moments went by before she turned to face him.
She couldn't pass up the chance to brake him down. To use him like he did her.
Just the thought of having full control over him….to allow him to think he could gain her forgiveness, derailed her mind completely.
She began to bit down on her lip to the point where it drew blood.
Zuko noticed a sudden changed in her eyes. Her mood quickly changed towards him.
She glared at him more. Studying him, waiting to see if he would make any advances on her.
But to her disliking, Zuko merely sat there and kept his head down.
"There isn't anything you could possible….", Katara stopped.
Put two fingers out and lifted them in the air.
The pain hit like before. Forcing his head up so that she could look into his eyes when she spoke to him.
"…..Anything…", She said with a seductive voice.
Zuko realized the door he had opened by saying that to her. But he was still uncertain on where this was going.
He couldn't think clearly with the pain still rushing through his body.
Katara released her grip on him again. She just looked into his eyes.
"How are you with your tongue….", Katara asked as she bit down on her lips.
"I can't believe she even asked me that. Is she really about to go where I think she is going", Zuko asked himself.
"As good as you want me to be Katara", Zuko replied.
She continued to stare at him. She wanted to use him to please her. It wasn't like it hadn't crossed her mind before.
Katara had never been with a man before. But after fighting with Zuko so much, she only kept thinking and dreaming about it.
Sweat began to run down Zuko's face. It was a cool night and the moon light hit Katara's body every so nicely.
But Zuko was unsure how this would turn. Katara had just threaten him with blood bending and killing.
Katara began to slow walk up to Zuko as he sat on his knees.
Katara bent down to look him right in the face, still bitting down on her lip.
The moon light shined nicely in her eyes. Showing her beautiful blue eye color.
Zuko's heart began to race. More sweat ran down his face the closer she got to him.
Katara was now right in his face. Still studying him. Just waiting to see if his honor would keep him from touching her.
"Do it…kiss me. Give me a reason to…oh he's not going to do it…interesting. Katara thought to herself.
She wanted him to do it. Teasing him like that started to get to her.
Her chest began to perk up, showing her nipples harden as well.
Zuko happened to look down in time to see that something was running down her thigh. Unsure what it was, he began to look up her leg.
Katara was unaware her body was completely betraying her intentions.
It was only a few moments before Zuko noticed her pussy was causing her entire tight blue pants to seep through.
He made eye contact with her again. This time smiling at her. He was sure that she wanted him to….clean her leg for him.
"Ohhh of course. Why else would she ask me if I was good with my tongue", Zuko asked himself.
Katara's mood quickly changed as the cum running down her own leg hit her foot.
She looked down at what she felt. Realizing she had given herself away, She stood up and slowly back away from him.
Katara started to turn away, but just as she did Zuko grabbed her legs firmly.
Katara gasped for air and paused. She had become so horny waiting for him to just touch her, that when he gripped her leg she lost her breath.
Though what was lust at the time, quickly turned to hate. Katara stuck her palm out.
She blood bended him with such a force that she threw him in front of her hitting a wall twenty feet away.
"There….is nothing…..I want from you. Don't ever touch me….again", Katara said as she tighten her grip on him.
Zuko was screaming in pain as she forced him to his knees to bow before her.
She released her grip from him and ran back down into the air temple.
Once to her bed Katara looked up at the ceiling thinking about what just happened.
Her hand slowly had its way to her wet pussy, gently touching it.
"Damn it Zuko…why didn't you just kiss me…..", She asked herself.