Chapter 11
Kya waited nervously on Zuko's bed. Her hands were shaking, and she took a deep breath to steady herself. It's not like she hadn't done this before.
But it had been very different with Hakoda. She couldn't help but compare her late husband to the Prince, they were so similar. Kind of.
Before they had even become engaged, they had agreed that an arranged marriage would be fine, and they had a first kiss then. The marriage had been no surprise, the town beauty to the new chieftan. They had been friends before, but nothing serious.
In contrast, her current situation was almost entirely forced. Though she had to confess to herself that she was attracted to the boy, that couldn't make up for the fact that she had met him only a few days prior.
Even more importantly, Katara seemed quite taken. During her time, she hadn't even thought of how Katara would find him. She had grown up with very few young men, and one such as Zuko would definitely catch her attention. How could she be so stupid!
She had known that she would bed the prince earlier, but that was before her daughter began crushing on him. Would this change things? She didn't want to lose her precious daughter.
She wrung her hands. Any second, Zuko would walk in that door, and she'd be expected to bang him. Any feelings that were happening between them would be irrelevant. Maybe it was better that way.
It occurred to her that catching any feelings for her new "master" would be a disaster. There were five other girls that he would have to sleep with other than her, and if even two of them liked him at all, drama would be sure to start.
Of course, that already appeared to be happening. Mai and Suki definitely had it bad, and Katara was acting weird as well. She didn't want to imagine any of them in bed with him, and she doubted any of them liked it one bit. She wouldn't, certainly.
Kya tensed as the curtain to the door was brushed open. It was Zuko. Her stomach flipped.
He greeted her with a terse smile, quickly striding across the room to sit beside her. The bed sank under his weight, and she felt her body lean towards him slightly.
He seemed even more tense than she was, agitated even. She relaxed in response. He needed someone to be cool about this, and that would have to be her. No matter how agitated SHE was.
He turned to her. "Kya, I want you to know that I only picked you because you aren't a virgin."
Ouch. Her shoulders drooped for a reason she didn't want to admit. "I understand," she replied solemnly. All fantasies about that night vanished into the air.
Zuko smacked himself in the face with his palm. "That didn't come out right… Listen, I just mean, you've done stuff like this before, and," his shoulder slumped, "I didn't want to take it from anyone else." The last statement came out a whisper.
Kya eyed him sadly. He didn't want to take a woman's virginity on his first time? She was kind of skeptical. "What did your mother say about it?"
He blushed. "She said Ty Lee would be the best fit, to break the ice." He clearly didn't think much of it.
He looked at her, golden eyes gleaming in the torchlight. "You were my choice, Kya."
She failed to suppress a shiver of delight. "Was I?"
Zuko nodded, putting his face back between his hands, his face reddening again. Kya put an arm around his shoulders. "It's alright."
He sighed. "If only everything were simpler…"
Kya remained silent. If that were the case, he would be happily married to that Mai girl, and she never would have had this chance. She was glad that wasn't the case, a notion that surprised and frightened her.
They sat that way for a few minutes, settling back into that comfortable silence that came so easily to them. Finally, Zuko took a deep breath and stood.
"I don't want you to do anything you don't have to. There's a spare bed in the closet, and I can pull that out for you if you'd like. No one even has to know that we didn't…" He let the thought trickle off.
She pondered on the offer. It wasn't as tempting now as it had been five minutes ago. He certainly had thought this through. "I think you were right in choosing me." She straightened and turned to look into his eyes. "I respectfully decline your offer."
Her heart was beating rapidly now, so heavily that she was sure he could see it. He stared at her in surprise.
"Are you sure?" He was cautious, uncertain of her intent. She nodded, and agitation returned to his shoulders. She frowned.
"How do we start?"
"Well, you should start by relaxing. I don't want to spend the night with a wooden board."
The joke was calculated, and it paid off. Zuko's tension dissipated as he threw his head back to laugh. It hadn't been that funny, but when he was that tense, it didn't take much.
"No but seriously." Zuko's face straightened. "What do we do?" His shoulders were noticeably less tense.
Kya thought for a moment. "With Hakoda, I-" she stopped immediately, recognizing her mistake.
Zuko bumped her shoulder. "It's alright. Go ahead."
Kya hesitated. "We always started with kissing. But we already knew each other pretty well." Unlike today, when it had been… Less than a week?
Zuko nodded thoughtfully. "So we need to get to know each other better. Any ideas for that?" He felt pretty lame, just asking all the questions. But at least she had experience.
She gave him a direct look. "I didn't say that. Zuko," she said, scooting closer, her legs touching his. "I must confess." She paused, weighing her options. "I feel like I've known you-"
"-Forever." He finished for her. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I feel the same. I just didn't know if that was just me or…"
He trailed off as her face moved closer. The distance between them grew smaller and smaller. Her blue eyes were sparkling with fear, and something else. Desire?
She stopped, her face a few inches from his. A lock of hair had fallen in front of her eyes, and Zuko brushed it away gently. The silence had become ripe with tension, a decided improvement over the previous peace.
Kya tried not to fidget with impatience. She thought of just kissing him, but she wanted him to be the one to make the decision. She tightened her fingers on his robe as he gently, slowly, lowered his mouth to hers.
She shuddered with pleasure. This had been her first kiss since the day Hakoda left. His lips glided against hers, full of life. The kiss remained still, Zuko waiting for her to make the next move. She decided to wait, caressing him.
His lips were warm, very warm, and she couldn't help but think of whether his heritage did anything for that. Her stomach fluttered, and she grew impatient. Kyra pulled tighter against him and deepened the kiss, tilting her head for leverage. He reciprocated without question, allowing her to be pulled onto his lap.
She slid onto it without hesitation, and was surprised to find how quickly she was becoming aroused. She noted with satisfaction (and a bit of nervousness) how his body was responding with equal speed, his clothed manhood bumping against her hip.
The kiss continued to deepen as his hands wrapped around her waist. Her hands instinctively crept to his face, pulling him into her.
To Zuko's dismay, she pulled away and stood up. He was about to ask why, before her hands reached to the buttons on her collar. Zuko's question lumped in his throat.
Kya took a nervous breath as she began disrobing, starting at the top button and working downwards. When the robe was fully unbuttoned, she shed it to stand only in the traditional Water Tribe wraps.
She reached behind herself to untie it, but Zuko stopped her. He gestured for her to turn around, which she did willingly.
His hands grazed her back as he gently untied the knot holding her breast wrap in place. She focused on keeping her breathing even. The cloth fell loose, and Kya quickly discarded it, keeping her back to Zuko.
Her hands fell onto her waist garment, and she quickly slid it over her legs. She shivered, now completely naked.
Kya pulled her loose hair over one shoulder, then, steeling herself, turned to face Zuko. She fisted her hands at her sides to keep them from covering the most precious parts of herself.
Zuko's eyes met hers first. She gave a brief nod of confirmation and spread her hands apart, closing her eyes.
Zuko was shocked. She had had the best measurements, but he had not fully anticipated what that had meant. Her breasts were cone-shaped and firm, protruding from her chest confidently. Her chest sunk into her stomach without flaw, and he found himself staring, growing harder by the second.
He looked to her eyes once again, which were now open. She was so… vulnerable. Beautiful. Embarrassed, he quickly began to disrobe without a second thought.
Kya's eyes traced him as he disrobed. After his shirt fell, she quickly realized that the loose tunics of the Fire Nation did him no justice. His muscles were firm and lean, and she reached out to place a hand on his arm.
He glanced at her briefly before continuing to disrobe. It didn't take long for him to join her in nudity.
She stepped forward and leaned up to kiss him. His lips enveloped hers, and she pulled against him, bare chest on bare chest. The feeling had changed from platonic and subtly romantic to a kiss between lovers, between husband and wife. She had never shared such a kiss with Hakoda.
Zuko trembled at the kiss, feeling her body press against his. His recent doubts and fears fled him. Now, all he could think of was Kya. He wanted to go all the way, he knew now.
Zuko trailed his kiss from her mouth to her chin, to her neck. At her gently cry, he began kissing in earnest, earning him a delightful cry from Kya.
Kya gave a small moan as his lips bore into her. She knew that it would leave a mark, but she really didn't care at this point. He nipped, and a louder moan came from her, unbidden.
He pulled her back to the bed, and flipped so that she was beneath him.
She gasped as his hardened manhood bumped against her thighs. Zuko pulled back to meet her eyes.
She smiled and kissed him passionately. Zuko gave a grunt of surprise and allowed his manhood to comfortably rest almost directly between her thighs.
Kya opened her mouth gently, invitingly. Zuko hesitated, then responded in kind. Kya shuddered as his tongue met hers. He kissed her gently, but his confidence began to grow. Silently, she wished it would grow faster. If they had more nights like this, she was confident he would become a very powerful lover.
This was nothing like Hakoda. The air was thick with chemistry, a bond she had never shared with anyone. In an instant, she knew there was no going back. She would fight the others if she had to; no one was going to take him from her.
Zuko pulled back for a breath, and he smiled at her. Her hair was loose, allowed to drift around her head and the bed. She was gazing at him expectantly. "You're beautiful."
Kya blushed, her gaze lowering. Following her gaze, Zuko caught sight of her core against his manhood.
She met his eyes again, and lowered her hand to herself. She spread her folds open, and kissed Zuko on the cheek. "I'm ready for you," she whispered to his ear.
Zuko pressed into her gently, expecting a reaction. She sighed and shivered in pleasure. Despite his best efforts, he could detect no pain in her expression.
He moved slowly, taking the time to relish the sensation. Her eyes closed and her head leaned back as her legs tightened around him. Her arms draped around his shoulders, rubbing him gently.
Kya couldn't believe how worked up she was. In mere seconds, she could feel the desire for release driving at her. Her breathing quickened, and she spoke. "Zuko…"
He tightened at the name. Why did she have to say it like that? So much emotion in just one word! He struggled to keep his load, knowing that she likely hadn't had anything yet. To his surprise, he felt her shudder beneath him, her walls locking tightly and rippling in a delightful manner.
With a single cry, louder than any others, she orgasmed. The sound immediately called his release, and he pushed once, harder, sheathing himself fully inside her as he erupted. She was gasping gently, and he lowered himself against her, refusing to pull out.
Her hand wrapped around his head and pulled him close to her. He was heavy, but the weight was comforting. She quickly drifted off to sleep.