Thanks to all my followers out there. First of all, want to mention this is a chapter with some lemony goodness. That was one of my main aims of the entire series...add some lemon, but with a good story attached - not just lemon for lemon's sake. I know some of you are a little nervous about the lemon stuff...being that they are so young (13 and 15). I know it's not normal for teens of that age to be this intimate, but it does happen. I figure if these guys are old enough to travel the world alone without adults, get married at 16, save the world, and have hundreds of lives of experience within you, they are allowed to mature a bit faster than the average teen of today's age.
Secondly, I'm catching up to where I have no more story previously written and just waiting for me to review and submit. Sorry to say, I feel a slight block coming on (getting to a point in the story where I'm not sure how to proceed). Just a warning that after this chapter, it may be a little while.
Thirdly, thanks to all those who pointed out Aang went right back and told Katara "the secret" in chapter 20. Frankly, I did plan that one, just FYI. It's more of a realism type of thing. Lots of people have a confidant and usually it is the SO (spouse, boyfriend/ girlfriend or even best friend). Usually you can trust one person in the world not to tell anyone else. It's when you go beyond that that it's a problem. Enjoy the next chapter!
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The wedding day finally arrived and all other concerns and issues fell by the wayside. This was Fei Yen and Kuei's day and no one else's here in the village of Qi Cun.
The decorations were up. Outside the inn were tables dressed in a magenta color. To match the lilies which were hanging, intertwined with white fabric and bows on wires right outside the inn. White plum blossoms flowered from planters placed around the periphery of the street. White candles were placed on every table. Hina did a great job.
Early in the morning, the smell of the wedding dinner started to emanate from the inside of the inn. The menu consisted of roast duck, boiled cabbage, a rice and platypus egg dish, and, of course, a wedding cake with mango adornments.
Fei Yen and Katara (along with some of Fei Yen's other bridesmaids who were mostly cousins and distant relatives) were at her parents' house dressing for the wedding. Katara helped with Fei Yen's make-up while others adorned her hair in small white flowers. Fei Yen's dress was magenta in color with small white and silver highlights.
The men were at the house Zuko was staying in. Kuei was dressed in his wedding garb, the finest that the tailors from Ba Sing Se could make for him. Bosco was also in the house – Kuei made sure he was given a bow tie and hat that matched his outfit. Although Kuei had asked Aang and Sokka to stand up with him, he chose Chao, his longtime employee and friend, to be his best man. Chao was there at the house having just arrived the day before not wanting to neglect his duties at the palace for too many consecutive days, even if it was his King and friend's wedding day.
Toph, Aang and Katara met outside of the inn and made plans for the procession. Once all were in agreement, Toph took Zuko, Mai, Iroh, Sokka, and Suki out the village entrance and headed towards the pond. Once they arrived, they saw that many of the other guests had already started gathering around the water. Toph went towards the waterfall and bended an earth bridge from one side of the pond to the other such that the waterfall was the background to the ceremony, but still far enough away that no one would get wet.
The next to arrive was Aang group, including Kuei. The men approached the pond and veered to the right. Kuei walked onto the newly created earth bridge and stopped in front of the waterfall.
Fei Yen arrived at the pond to many oohs and aahs from the guests in attendance. Although she arrived arm-in-arm with her father, Deshi, she left him by the side of the pond and walked onto the earth bridge from the left.
Kuei took Fei Yen's hands in his and stared into her beautiful gray eyes. "I, Kuei, take you Fei Yen, to be my best friend, my partner in life, and the mother of my children. I will be by your side in times of health and illness, in joy and in sorrow, and in times of plenty and want. I will cherish you. I will protect you. You have given my life meaning and direction. I love you."
Fei Yen responded, "I, Fei Yen, take you Kuei, to be my best friend, my partner in life, and the father of my children. Our love will continue to grow as time progresses until we form a bond that is too strong to break. I will support you and encourage you in all that you are and want to be. I will laugh with you...and I will cry with you. I will stand by your side through all of our ups and downs. I love you. "
With the exchanging of their vows, they were now married. They kissed ever so tenderly in front of their family and friends, who went from being initially silent to now raucous and cheering loudly.
Flower petals were thrown and, thanks to Aang, surrounded the married couple and guests in a whirlwind of fragrance and beauty. It literally looked like it was raining flower petals because once they fell to the ground, Aang's burst of air would bring them above everyone's head again and let them fall gently again.
Fei Yen and Kuei led everyone back to the village so the festivities could begin. Haruko and her sister-in-law Ling, laid out the food and everyone dined in and around the inn. The music, provided by Hong and Chuntao, started up right away. After dinner, the dancing started.
Aang spotted a punch bowl near the door of the inn.
"Kochi, do you happen to know what is in this?" he asked.
"I saw Mom mixing it earlier….it's a mango juice concoction," Kochi replied. "Are you worried about the refined cactus juice again? Don't worry, that stuff is over there." He pointed across the room at another punch bowl, much closer to the kitchen so at least Haruko and Ling, could keep an eye on it.
"Thanks Kochi. After my experience at the engagement party, I think I'll stick with the mango juice tonight," replied Aang.
All the friends took turns dancing the night away with each other. Zuko danced with Mai, Aang with Katara, and Iroh even had a turn with Toph. Every few songs they would switch it up a bit – Aang danced with Toph and Mai with Iroh while Zuko danced with Katara. All the while Momo was jumping from shoulder to shoulder enjoying the dancing and music going on all around him.
Aang and Katara decided to take a break during one of the songs. They sat down and drank some juice together. Haruko stopped by. "Have you seen Fei Yen?" she asked.
"No, I haven't. I thought she was right…oh, I guess not," replied Katara.
"Thanks anyway," said Haruko. "I'll keep looking."
Toph heard the exchange going on and stopped dancing. She sat down in the chair next to Katara. "She's looking for Fei Yen, eh?" she asked.
"Yeah, she was," replied Katara. "I could have sworn I saw her and Kuei over by the band not more than 10 minutes ago."
"I heard them leave," she said. "They went over towards the main house."
"Why would they leave…. Ahh., nevermind," said Katara as she blushed slightly.
"What's going on?" interjected Sokka, who saw the whispering going on at the table.
"Remember that epic night we joked about at the Northern Air Temple?" Aang asked. "Well, it appears to be happening right now."
"No way!" Sokka said. "C'mon!" Sokka grabbed Aang by the sleeve and pulled him over in the direction of the main house.
"Sokka, what are you doing?" shouted Katara as she spotted Aang being dragged away.
"Spying!" he shouted back.
"I'm coming, too!" shouted Toph and she ran over to join the two boys. Katara just rolled her eyes.
The house was completely dark. This made total sense since all the family was currently at the inn having a great time.
"Are they even here?" whispered Aang.
"Oh, they're here all right," said Toph. "You can't feel that?"
Aang stopped and concentrated on his earthbending for a moment. He could feel a rhythmic, albeit distant, pounding.
"What's going on?" asked Sokka.
"Toph's right. I'm pretty sure the deed's been done," Aang replied.
"I can't hear anything!" whined Sokka.
"Sokka, take it easy," Toph said.
"I'm going up to eavesdrop," Sokka replied.
"Sokka! No!" said Aang and Toph in unison.
"It's bad enough we're standing outside the house, but we are not going in. How would you like it if we do it to you on your wedding night?" said Aang.
"I wouldn't care. You'd know how much of a stud I am then," Sokka replied proudly.
"Ok then," said Toph. "How much do you think Suki would mind then?"
"Uh…," Sokka muttered.
"Yeah, you'd be dead," said Toph.
Just then they heard some muffled cries and screams coming from Fei Yen's bedroom window. The three bystanders snickered and laughed into the palms of their hands.
"Ok, ok, let's get out of here," said Aang.
They went back to the inn and got more to drink before sitting down.
"So was it worth it?" Katara asked.
"Definitely," replied Toph. Aang blushed. Sokka just shook his head at the whole situation.
Eventually, Kuei was spotted coming back to the dance floor. He had a smile from ear to ear. Sokka and Aang got up from the table and approached him.
"So you're awfully smiley this evening," remarked Sokka quietly as he put his arm around his shoulder.
"I just got married. Of course I'm happy," replied Kuei.
"Knock it off," said Sokka. "We know what just happened."
"How did you know?" Kuei asked, obviously a little embarrassed at being caught.
"Well, when the bride and groom disappear from their own party, sometimes people notice," Sokka remarked.
"So how was it?" asked Aang inquisitively.
"I never would have imagined something could feel that good," he replied, and sighed.
"Told you so," said Sokka.
Aang was happy for his friend, but a little envious as well. He was the last to have this experience – though he knew he was the youngest. He just wished he was a little less hesitant about all this. Slow - we're taking it slow, he thought to himself. But I think I'm ready for the next step.
He went into the inn and got himself a glass of the juice back towards the kitchen. Haruko spied him and said, "Be careful with that stuff. You know what happened last time."
"Don't worry Haruko," Aang replied. "I won't drink too much."
He returned to Katara who was still sitting at the table with his drink.
"Aang, is that what I think it is?" she asked.
"Sure is," Aang replied.
"Didn't you learn your lesson the last time?" she asked.
"Trust me," he said. "I'm trying something."
She shook her head ever so slightly wondering what he was up to. Others soon joined them. Dancing and talking continued into the night and early morning hours. Everyone was having a great time.
Katara was worried about Aang. She saw him grab one or two more glasses of juice as the night wore on. She also noted that his inhibitions were falling away over time as well. He looked like he was having a great time. She just hoped he was feeling ok.
"Aang, can I talk to you for a minute?" she yelled to him from the table.
"Sure thing," he said and he stopped dancing and walked towards her.
She grabbed his sleeve and led him to the side of the inn. "Aang, I'm worried about you. Why are you drinking that juice again?"
"I'll tell you later," he answered and pinned her up against the wall of the inn. He laid into her with a gigantic and forceful kiss. At first, she leaned back and her eyes opened wide. She had not been expecting this at all. But then, as what was happening sank in a little bit, she relaxed and let the situation flow. The kissing was hard in nature as both Aang and Katara's mouths moved in unison, their tongues swirling around each other.
Aang broke the kiss to gently slide down to Katara's neck. She gasped as she finally got her first opportunity to get a good bit of fresh air into her lungs. Katara leaned back into his nibbling at her neck and held him tight, moving her hands back and forth on the top of his back.
"Katara, where are you?" the two teens heard from around the corner. It was Sokka looking for his sister. Aang and Katara stopped dead and looked at each other. Aang grabbed her hand and whooshed her off in through the back door of the inn, up the stairs, and into the room they had been sharing this last week.
Aang ran towards the window to look down to see if anyone was looking up into their room or was following them towards the back door. When he was satisfied they were safe, he turned around and looked at Katara. He smiled.
The next moment, he had pushed her onto the bed and straddled her across her hips. He bent forward and started to kiss her once again. Katara could sense the bulge in his dress pants. "Aang, I don't think I've ever seen you quite like this before," she managed to say in-between kisses.
"Like what?" he asked.
"Aggressive," she replied. "But in a good way."
She flipped him over and now straddled him on the bed. They were still both completely clothed, though their organs were lined up nearly perfectly. Sensing this, she began to move slowly back and forth with her hips as she continued to kiss him.
He moaned, very much enjoying the feeling she was affording him with her movement. She sat up, arched her back, and quickened her movement. He closed his eyes and just laid there enjoying…until….
"Katara – wait!" he gasped.
But it was too late. His eyes closed, he tensed for a bit and then he whole body seemingly shivered. He let out a giant exhale and looked up at his love, who was smiling back at him.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked.
"We have the whole night, or what's left of it," she replied. "That was only the beginning."
She began undressing him, starting with his unspoiled shirt. When she pulled off his pants, she was sure to be careful of the mess that was already present.
"This," she started as she held up the pants, "will need to be washed." She carefully wiped up any excess and then placed them on the floor.
Aang sat up and kissed Katara again. He began working at her clothing just as she had just removed his. He kissed her neck and then looked into her eyes as his hands slowly unwrapped her top. He took her breast into his hand and kneaded it a few times. He bent down and sucked on her nipple. She arched her back and let her head fall back.
Aang moved to her mouth once again and pushed her down on her back as he worked on undoing her skirt. When he finally got it off, he didn't hesitate at all to reach his hand down over her undergarments. He gently rubbed back and forth. Aang was amazed at how wet her clothing was down there. He had not expected that.
He reached his hand down under her undergarments and pushed them down so that she could easily kick them off onto the floor. He looked down at Katara's womanhood and paused for a second, briefly studying what he had never seen before. He reached down again and started experimenting.
First, he tried what he had been doing before – simple back and forth rubbing between her legs. He could tell that she was breathing a bit heavier than she had been before. He leaned up and kissed her deeply.
Next he reached down again and parted the lips with his fingers. The scent of Katara's sex was overpowering and Aang had no problem reaching his full hardness again in no time. He moved his finger around in circles. Katara gasped and her hips tensed back.
He reached down further and found an opening with the tip of his finger. He dared to press inside ever so slightly. Katara reacted with a groan. "Aang, that feels so good." Encouraged, he reached a little further, then twirled around inside a few times. He withdrew his finger and caressed between her lips again. Aang could tell that Katara was really enjoying this. Her breathing got heavier still and before he knew it, she was moaning with every breath.
She let in one huge breath and clenched. Her head flew back against the pillow and Aang felt all her muscles tense, then release. He noted that his hand felt even wetter than it had before.
Aang once again looked at Katara's face. She was covered in sweat and was catching her breath. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss before falling on the bed next to her. He was smiling, happy that she had experienced what looked like a great deal of pleasure – and especially that it was all because of him.
"I've never felt anything like that before," she said to him and smiled. "Thank you, Aang."
"So do you want to know why I drank the juice tonight now?" he asked her. "It's because I've been thinking about doing that for a while, but I was just too nervous to go through with it. I knew it would help me overcome some of my fears so I could do that for you."
"Why would you be nervous?" Katara asked.
"I was afraid I'd do something wrong. It's not exactly something you can practice," Aang replied.
"It's just me, Aang. You never have to be afraid or embarrassed with me," she said. She leaned over and began kissing him again. She reached down and grabbed him and began moving her hand up and down. It took no time at all for Aang to reach his full length again.
"So you want to make this a day of firsts, huh?" she whispered to him. She turned him over. "Now I want to try something."
She moved to his neck and began kissing it. Slowly, she moved further and further downward.
"Are you sure?" he asked her.
"Hmm-mmm," she mumbled back, just before she inserted his hardness into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the shaft. Aang exhaled a soft tone in response. From her previous experiences with Aang using her hand, Katara knew where the most sensitive spot would be. She twittered her tongue on that spot for a moment, followed by a few pulsing movements up and down.
"Aahhh!" he let out as he indicated to her that he was about to release. She replaced her mouth with her hand and watched him as his body reacted to his orgasm.
"Was that ok?" she asked.
"How could you even ask that?" he replied.
Katara laid down in the crook of his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his chest.
"Tonight was amazing," she told him. "It just felt so…primal."
"I love you, Katara," Aang said.
"I love you, too," she replied.