Repeated Nights

Ch.7

Aang and Sokka stared up at the massive wave in horror. There was no possible way to avoid a collision with it. But Sokka screamed, "Aang make a bolt for it!"

Aang blasted wind from his hands and made the canoe ride across the water like he was wind surfing. He pushed the wind harder to pick up speed, but the wave was continuing to catch up with them. The icebergs flew by them in a blurry rush, the village was appearing closer. But the wave was gaining more height as it traveled.

The wave was starting to curl in and it would curl right over the canoe. It was coming down to matter of seconds before it would crush them. Sokka shrieked and adding in some paddling once he noticed there was a threat of drowning. But Aang yanked him to his feet, he held a tight grip on his collar and stared at him.

"I'm sorry Sokka." Aang muttered and then threw him off the canoe and towards the direction of the village. Aang had added some wind into the throw so Sokka was being launched further out very quickly. Sokka screamed and flailed his arms as the ocean rushed over him. He began to lose altitude when he was a few feet in front of the village's docking area. He splashed into the icy water. Once he resurfaced he turned around to see what might have happened to Aang. Searching the horizon, he could not find any signs of a canoe. But what was coming at him was a wave of white water. Sokka was tossed and turned in the wave. He could feel himself being dragged into the docking area.

Eventually the water pulled back with a rip tide, leaving Sokka on a dock. Several people were now rushing to the dock area. Sokka recognized most of them as waterbenders.

"Sokka!" Katara was running up to him. She kneeled beside him. The rain was now casting over the village, she was drenched and shivering. But Sokka was shivering more than her. "Are you alright?"

"Yea."

"Where's Aang?" Just then another wave came crashing in on the dock area. Katara put up an ice wall between them the wave. The wave was powerful enough to make cracks in the ice wall. It returned back into the ocean.

From Sokka's terrified expression as he began searching through the waves, Katara knew what was going on. Aang was still out there.

"Aang!!!" She screamed as she rushed towards the ocean. Sokka grabbed her before she bolted.

"Katara don't go out there!"

"But Aang's out there! Let me GO!!" Katara squirmed under his tight grip.

"You'll be killed, the storm is too strong! If we're going to save Aang, he have to wait until we see him resurface!" They two were startled by the roar of Appa. He looked down at them from his towering height as if he was determined to brace for the storm to find his master. Katara and Sokka climbed up on him and commanded Appa to fly.

They flew high over the waves, but the wind and the rain strongly beat them down. Sokka and Katara glued their eyes to the water, searching for a trace of orange or yellow.

"Over there!" Sokka shouted and pointed below them. Katara rushed over to his side of the saddle. There was an orange cloth bobbing among the strong waters. "Stop the waves and I'll get him!" Sokka jumped off the saddle without another word.

Katara stood up and got into a strong stance, she grabbed hold of the water that was underneath Appa. She moved her arms to a rhythmic strong pattern and then separated her arms out far to her sides. The water underneath began to calm. Appa was flying over a circle of calm water. But the force needed to complete that task made Katara's muscles twitch. She struggled against the forces of the water and the storm around her.

Katara had done the move so quickly that Sokka was still falling as the water became calm underneath him. He drove in the freezing water, searching for Aang. Aang was sinking a few feet in front of him. Sokka reached and grabbed hold of him. He resurfaced with Aang swung on his back. Sokka panted for breath. It wasn't until Sokka realized that he was the only one breathing that he panicked.

"Katara!" Sokka shouted up to Appa and his sister. She was on her knees in the saddle, her arms were shaking from the effort of holding off the stormy waves.

Appa realized that he was the only one left to help. He brought his tail down into the water underneath Sokka and scooped him up onto his large flat tail. Sokka grabbed handfuls of Appa's fur and climbed up to the saddle.

Katara let go of the waves with a grunt of relief. She rushed over to Sokka and took Aang off of his back. She cradled Aang in her shaking arms, he felt so cold to the touch, so wet and frozen. His peach colored skin was now pale white, and his lips were dark blue. His eyes were shut. But like Sokka had realized earlier, Aang was not breathing. Katara placed her ear on his chest, his heart wasn't beating either.

Panicked, Katara laid Aang down on the saddle. Her hands were too tired and cold to attempt gentle waterbending. They were shaking too much, she couldn't just pull the water out of his lungs. She had to do it the old fashion way. She quickly placed herself by Aang's head, placed her hands around his face, tilted it back, and placed her lips on the edges of his parted mouth. She breathed into his mouth twice. The rescue breathing did nothing to wake Aang.

Katara fisted her hands together and pressed down on his chest. She pressed down on his chest 30 times, it was doing no good. Cold tears were coming from Katara's eyes. "Come on Aang! Please, wake up!" She went back to his lips and gave him two more rescue breaths.

Sokka huddled himself in a ball with the reigns clenched in his hand. When he heard Katara's weeping, he commanded Appa to go faster. Apps groaned, he was already going fast because he knew that his master was in danger of the cold. He flapped his tail again and picked up speed. He pushed himself harder to fly faster for his beloved master's sake.

Katara had repeated the cycle of compression and breathing twice now and Aang was still not showing any signs of life.

"AANG WAKE UP PLEASE!!" Katara cried and slammed her fist down hard onto Aang's chest repeatedly. Then she blew another breath into him, Aang jolted awake, turned on his side, coughing up cold salt water. Katara hugged him and cried. She could feel his entire body shaking as if he was in an earthquake. His blue lips were trembling and his teeth were chattering.

Katara stared down at his pale bluish face and smiled warmly at him with teary eyes.

"I-I-I….need t-to..a-ask you….sssssomething." Aang shivered and slurred his words to her.

"What?" Katara held him tighter, his words sounded like he was colder than he really was.

"C-come……closerrr."

"What is it?"

"W-Will yyyou…..ggo…penguin ssssledding with mmme?" Aang asked with a trembling cooked smile. He forced a hoarse giggle.

Katara had to laugh out loud for that, even in his most dire situations Aang still like to be cute and funny. Sokka looked over his shoulder and smiled.

Appa landed right in front of the infirmary. Sokka carried Aang in his arms inside. A couple of nurses assorted the three of them into a small room with a roaring fireplace. Appa poked his eye in through the small window in the room. He wanted to make sure his master and friends would be ok.

The nurses told them to take off their wet clothes. Katara pulled hers off quickly and assisted Aang to take off his. He was paralyzed from the frozen waters and his naked skin felt like ice. Aang may have been saved from drowning, but he could still die if he wasn't warmed quickly.

Aang was stripped down to the bare nudity. With the help of Katara and the nurses, Aang was placed on a small warm bed then piled with several fluffy blankets. Katara was still in her bra and underwear, she huddled by the fireplace next to her brother. Sokka was completed naked with a big furry blanket around him.

Katara looked anxious as she rubbed her bare arms and switched sides to toast her skin by the fire. She wanted to get warm quickly. Once the nurses were down piling blankets on Aang and finished taking his temperature, Katara rushed over and got under the covers with Aang. She laid on top of him, her body warm and embracing. She laid her head on the crock of his neck and her arms were embraced around his chest. She press down on him, hoping to make his coldness go away.

The nurses were a bit shocked by Katara's actions, but it was done for the best. Aang smiled with his teeth chattering loving her warming embrace.

Sokka smirked, "Thank you nurses that would be all. We'll be good for awhile." He nodded.

The nurses smiled and left. One of them stood by the door, "If you need anything else, I'll be right outside the door." She winked.

Sokka turned to face his sister and his best friend, cuddled on the bed together. If they were in a better situation, Sokka would probably be screaming at Katara to get off of Aang. But all Sokka could do was giggle to himself.

Aang could feel Katara's heat transferring into his. And he liked it. But his body continued to tremble. He wrapped his arms around her waist hoping that his shivering would stop. As if triggered by his embrace, Katara kissed his neck. Her warm ticklish moist lips felt like they were leaving a hot print on his flesh. Aang liked it even more. He rubbed Katara's back with shivering hands. Katara kissed his neck more. Aang closed his eyes and deepened his smile, he let out a shaky breath of contentment.

"Hey guys I'm still in the room." Sokka joked.

Katara lifted her head in surprise, she had forgiven her brother was still here. She blushed which made her skin warmer. "Sorry Sokka."

"You're suppose to warm him, not overheat him." Sokka smiled. "If you want I could leave."

Katara smiled back, Sokka had became his old self again. He seemed more accepting to her sexual relationship with Aang now. Whatever Aang had said to him on that fishing trip, it worked. The feud was resolved, for the most part. "You don't have to Sokka."

Sokka stood up and cuddled the blanket tighter around his naked body, trying to keep his dignity to himself. He walked over to the bed, "You gonna be ok Aang?"

Aang nodded and smiled. "T-Thank you….SSSokka…fffor undersssstanding."

"I should thank you. You saved my frozen ass out there. Just continue to make Katara happy. But if you don't, then next time I won't be so understanding." Sokka smiled and rubbed Aang's bald head. "Make sure that my dad will understand, you need to talk to him about this. I'll keep my mouth shut, but this is your responsibility, both of you." Sokka left the room with those finale words.

Katara was dumbfounded, 'How was Aang able to talk Sokka out of his angry ego?' She thought, 'Usually it would take a day or two for me. Wow Aang truly is the Avatar, the bringer of peace.' She giggled to herself. Then she looked down at Aang. His body was still trembling between her arms. His skin was still cold, but what was different was that look in his eye. He appeared grateful, relieved, and loving more than he had before. Katara caressed her hand on his cheek, warming it a bit. She stared down at him, thankful that he made it out of this mess alive.

"You're still trembling you poor thing." Katara rubbed his shoulders.

"For more reasons than one." Aang said through chattering teeth.

Katara snickered and sat up on Aang. His naked crotch area laying underneath hers, Katara blushed as she felt him underneath her.

"Wow you really are cold." Katara said. She could see that his "body" had retreated back into itself from the cold. She stared down at Aang. The firelight was giving him a ghostly glow, but his eyes were illuminating with radiant colors of grey and white. His eyes were begging for warmth and comfort.

Katara rubbed her hands on his cool chest, leaving trails of warmth on his muscular build. She rubbed his arms and neck and then up to his head. Slowly she leaned back down and kissed her shivering husband. Even Aang's mouth felt icy. There were hints of salt water still lingering in his mouth, but he felt dry and frozen like ice.

"Oh Aang," Katara pitied him. She stopped and looked around the room. There was a pot of water hung over the fire. She pulled some of the water out and brought it over to Aang's mouth.

"Drink please." She placed the sphere of water next to his lips. Aang leaned his head up and sucked on the sphere. He swallowed the whole thing and smiled in delight. The warm water soothed down his throat and settled down to warm his stomach.

Katara loved that smile. She continued to massage and rub his chest, but then her hands wanted to move further down to fix the problem in his crotch area. She sat further down between his legs and her hands came down with her. She rubbed his cool stomach and then his waist, then she settled her hands around his cold shrunken buddy. She smiled at him again. Without any words to say, she began to rub him.

Aang let out a sigh and stared down at her. He could feel a blush rising in his cheeks, a very warming blush. He could feel his entire body warming up very quickly.

Katara could feel him growing within her hands, it was bringing on a blush of her own. She gripped him firmer as he began to grow stiffer. She could feel her anxiety of his safety suddenly turning into a lustful burning desire. Aang's eyes were portraying the same desire.

She was growing hungry, but Aang still felt cold to the touch. Katara leaned down over him and began kissing his stiffness. Then her kisses turned into licks then she rested the head against her tongue. She put him in her mouth and her tongue danced around his head.

Aang shut his eyes and gripped the blankets in his fists. His cheeks had turned red and his body began to tremble with excitement rather than from the cold. He moaned as Katara began putting more of him in her mouth. She hungry sucked on him, wanting him badly and for him to feel warmer. He was grower stiffer and erected in her mouth, but best of all he was feeling hotter. Katara loved the taste of him, she wanted it more. She sucked harder and tried to fit more of him in her mouth. But he was big and long, Katara was worried that he would be too much for her.

Aang felt this fiery burst of energy burn through his veins. He no longer felt cold. He released his fist and placed his hands on Katara's head. His fingers combed in her long silky hair, he held her there. He wanted her to go further, to make him burst, to taste him. But Katara took her mouth off of him, and he suddenly felt cold again.

He opened his eyes to see that she was hovering over his face with a lustful look in her eyes. She was giggling to herself.

"Why'd you stop?" Aang had to ask. It seemed that she was enjoying it, and he loved it.

"I think you might be too big for me, but I know one place where you are the perfect size for me." Katara giggled and then set her hips down on his. Aang hadn't realized that Katara had taken off her underwear at some point. Slowly he entered her, they both released lustful moans.

There was a groan coming from outside. They both jumped in their skin and whirled their heads to the window. Appa, who was still in the window, was moving away, not needy of seeing anymore of this activity. The two lovers giggled.

"Do you feel warmer now?" Katara asked in a whisper.

"Yes, but I think I may have a fever." Aang giggled, she laughed with him. Aang embraced her and pulled her onto his chest. But one thing was bothering him, she was still wearing her bra. He did not take his eyes off of hers. His fingers worked to undo her bra. Once removed, his hands went right for cupping her naked breasts. Katara sighed at the erotic feeling and immediately went to kissing her beloved.

They shared tongues instantly, they were so used to each other in this sexual way that there was no need to hold back any kind of desire. They hungrily pressed their tongues together. Katara began to move her hips, moaning in his mouth as he circled in her. Aang slid his hands down to her hips, helping her move harder on him. His fingers tightly gripped her soft hips.

Katara tried to widen her stance, her muscles burning, her body shaking with Aang's. She lightly bit down on Aang's lip as he forced her hips to move up and down him. She fingers dug into his shoulders. Their labored breathes filled each other's mouths. Neither one of them couldn't help but moan loudly as Katara tried to press Aang further up into herself with each hip hugging thrust. Repeatedly he hit her harder and harder hitting a new sensitive spot within her. Katara never had him up there before, it was deep and painful. But this new spot was causing all these erotic feelings and spasms. Katara shuddered violently, crushing Aang's shoulders in her hands, moaning loudly to the point of a near scream.

"Katara! Is everything…." Came a frightening different voice. But the voice stopped in mid sentence, like it was cut out of someone's throat.

Katara and Aang both knew that voice and immediately froze at the sound of it. All feeling left their bodies, and they felt numb and lifeless. The color drained from both their faces. Slowly they turned and faced the door.

Standing in the doorframe, red in the face, fury eyed, and utterly dumbfounded was Katara's father. Hakoda.