Katara satin Zuko's lap at the large desk. Her fingers gently running into the long lengths of his hair. She sighed when she noticed the eyes that he had closed scruntch up. His eyes were moving and she could all but hear the things going on in his mind. She tugged gently at the shoulder length hair when he had furrowed his eyebrows. "Zuko?"
"Hmmm?" Zuko hummed but his face had relaxed a bit.
"It's gonna be okay." Katara ran her fingers through his hair one last time before cupping his face. Her right thumb running over the ridges of the scar.
Zuko slowly opened his golden eyes to look at her. "I know…" Zuko sighed and tried to sit up straighter but Katara pushed his shoulders back again.
"No. Relax."
Katara pulled water from the fountain they had placed in the large office. Zuko saying that it calmed him to have water running over the rocks. Aang always complaining that it made him need to use the restroom during the long meetings.
Katara placed the cooling water to his neck, allowing the water to heal and loosen the knots in his neck. Zuko closed his eyes again and his head laid back against the back of the chair.
"Come on." Katara stood and pulled on his hand. "I know a better way to make you relax.
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Katara sat back on his thighs. Her eyes drifting down his naked body. She couldn't say what she loved more. When he was training and all these muscles work or when he was lying here under her and the muscles twitching at her fingers.
She smiled down to him. He had kept his eyes closed for the most part. While Katara had laid kiss after kiss to his face, throat and chest. She gave a slight nip to the underside of Zuko's scar on his abdomen. When she raised back up she let her fingers follow the line of the scar. She smiled when she thought back to that night.
Zuko grumbled and wrapped his hands around her wrist. She looked up to him blinking back into focus. His eyes were searching her face. "Why must you always touch the ugliest parts of me?"
Katara stopped and her eyebrows pulled together. "These are the most beautiful parts of you." She gave the tiniest of smiles as she leaned over and laid her fingers on the pink scar of his left eye. "They're my favorite part of you."
Zuko looked to her with an unreadable expression.
She shook her head and gave her full attention to his face. She continued to caress his scar. "This is my favorite part because this shows how strong you were against your father. It shows me that you knew right and how to rule these people way before you ever became Fire Lord." Katara kissed his non existent eyebrow. "Plus this to me is what makes you Zuko."
Katara leaned back and looked at his face until his eyes fluttered back open. "I still sometimes regret not using that spirit water when I had the chance."
Zuko's lips tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Katara."
Katara smiled sadly and left her fingers run lightly over the skin of his throat and down to his chest. She bowed herself down and kissed the scar there. "And this one. Spirits, Zuko, this has be the best part of you. If it wasn't for this scar. I wouldn't be here. This is the one I love the most." She blinked and felt a tear roll down her cheek. She hated being so sentive but Zuko needed to know just how much she loved him. ALL of him! "This one shows me how much you love me. And even then when we were skirting around our feelings." Katara leaned down one last time and kissed the center of it. "I love you."
Katara felt Zuko twitch under her. She smiled softly against his skin. Her tongue tasted the slightly warmed skin. Zuko groaned above her. "Mmm."
Katara blindly felt for the hardening length. Her thumb rubbing against the pulse of him. He moaned again and tried to arch into her touch. "Zuko, you so perfect like this." Katara kissed the scar one last time before raising back up.
Her hand tightened on his length and she gave long slow pumps to him. Zuko tossed his head back when her thumb rubbed at the tip of him. "You're so handsome." Katara wanted to giggle when she felt him twitch again in her hand. He was so close. She sped up her movements and continued her praise.
Zuko released himself and a long groan. Long white strings coated her fingers and his lower stomach. His breath was uneven and he looked up to his wife. "I love you, too. You're great too. That was…"
Katara leaned over and kissed him. "Good because that was only the beginning."
Katara slowly began to stroke him back to life. Zuko groaned and laid back. He was definitely going to be good and relaxed by the time they were finished.