Katara was tied in ropes again, this time to a highbacked chair with velvet seating. And Katara was going to find out if Jet's words were true. Bright red ropes were being tied around each wrist over the arm rests and tied to the back legs of the chairs.

Zuko yanked her albeit gently on her hips so her hips lined with the edge of the chair. Zuko had smirked down at her. And Katara's heart skipped a beat.

Zuko's shirt was already halfway unbuttoned when he came to meet Katara. And by the time he had her naked in the chair the shirt had come off and his belt and the button on his fly had come open.

Zuko took both knees pressing them closer to her chest then onto the arms of the chair. "Keep them there, Princess."

"Yes, sir." Katara shivered under the heat of Zuko's golden eyes. There was this fire that never seemed to go out in them. They only burned brighter when they played scenes.

Zuko began wrapping and knotting from Katara's shin down to her ankle to the arm of the chair so just her feet were off the chair. Katara's leg that was not tied down kicked out as Zuko ran a finger down the inside of her other foot that was tied down. Zuko chuckled, "Ticklish?"

Katara bit her lip and turned her head to avoid more embarrassment and put her leg back up on the arm of the chair. Zuko continued to smile as he moved to the leg not tied down yet. Katara turned back to watch as Zuko concentrated on wrapping the bright red rope.

When Zuko finished he stepped back from her. Katara was on complete display. He had wrapped a simple chest harness that really was only on for decoration. It was two rows of rope above her breasts and four rows below and three knots that sat between her breasts. Her upper back and head were rested against the back and her legs up and open for him to see her beautiful pink pussy.

Zuko licked his lips, "What's your color?"

"Green," Katara said with a small tug to the ropes around her wrists.

Zuko finally gave into his desires to lick her. He knelt between her legs and gave a long lick. There was already a small amount of the saltiness gathered and he dipped his tongue in for more.

Katara moaned and realized in an instant that this wasn't like the other times before. She wasn't moving. There was really little to no give in the ropes. With the handcuffs she could move her arms and her legs had never been tied down. And all Katara could think was comfort. There was a comfort in staying here. And then there was this thin fog that was settling in as Zuko licked and kissed her.

Katara's toes curled when he pulled open her folds to dip his tongue deeper into her. "D-Daddy."

"Yes, Princess?" Zuko laid his head over on her open thigh. His fingers taking the place of his tongue.

Katara looked down and took a deep breath in, the ropes tightened only slightly around her rib cage. Katara thought the feeling reminder of wearing a size too small sports bra when she took in such a breath. "Daddy are you going to-," Katara licked her lips as Zuko caught her eyes with his. He gave a small smile and a nod for her to continue her question. "Are you going to fuck me?"

"Mhmm." Zuko nodded and turned his head to kiss the inside of her leg.

"Like this?" Katara's pussy tightened around Zuko's slow moving fingers.

"And take you out of all the hard work I did to get you into it?" Zuko pulled his fingers apart and pulled them from Katara's pussy. "I don't think so." Zuko sucked one finger into his mouth cleaning of her cum. Then reached up and tapped the other to Katara's lips. Katara's jaw opened slightly and the taste of herself coated her tongue. "Suck." Katara did as she was told.

Zuko leaned back in and lapped at Katara's wet pussy. He ran his tongue back and forth over her clit and then sucked at the clit. He began pushing and pulling his finger from Katara's mouth. Her warm wet tongue wrapping around the digit. Zuko fucked his tongue in and out of her at the same pace he fucked her mouth with his finger.

Katara hummed around his finger and he finally pulled away with a kiss. Zuko felt momentarily dumb for the fact that he hadn't given her something to stop him with her hands tied and her mouth in use. "Sorry," Zuko shook his head as he slowly stood.

"Wha-Why?" Katara tilted her head.

"With your hands tied and I just put something in your mouth. There was no way for you to have used a safe word. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Zuko ran a hand down her leg. "That was unsafe. I will get you a bell next time."

"I'm okay, Zuko. Thank you." Katara gave a small smile and the eyes that had been adverting hers finally found their place. "Will I need one later tonight?"

"No," Zuko shook his head. He had left his hair down and it fell over his eyes every so often. Katara liked it like that. "I can't leave you to go get one. I will just have to keep a reminder to myself not to cover your mouth. Sorry." Zuko pulled himself together after the little speech. "What's your color, Princess?"

"Green, Daddy." Katara smiled her toes curled as Zuko began to undress in front of her. Her fingers twitched to reach out for him. It was fucking torture not to touch the skin she was now able to have. "Please."

Zuko stepped from his pants and boxers. He yet again teased Katara by rubbing the tip along the wet opening. Katara whined and Zuko started to push in. He moved slowly. Letting her feel each inch. Once he was settled, he leaned over her, grasping the back of the chair, and rolling his hips down to hers. Katara tried to raise up, but Zuko had stopped right out of reach and smirked, "Going somewhere, Princess?"

Katara's eyes shifted from his mouth to his eyes and then back down again, "I just wanted a kiss, Daddy."

"Ask nicely."

Katara's mind supplied: 'Bend your head down here and let me fucking kiss you.' But the thought trickled out, "Can I have a kiss please, Daddy?"

"Better." Zuko was centimeters from closing the distance, "But no." Zuko pulled back only inches to shove himself back in with a hard thrust. Katara whined and her eyes closed. "Tonight, I'm going to fuck you how I want." Zuko hooked a finger around the chest harness. "And I'm only stopping until I'm done or until you say a safe word. Got it, Princess?"

"Yes, Daddy." Katara gave a small pout.

And fuck her he did. There was barely a break and Katara's body wasn't sure to be breathless from the slow hard thrusts or the brief thrusts that Katara thought something wild was set loose in Zuko. His hands switched from the back of the chair to hold onto Katara's thighs. At the point in which he decided to pause and flick at her clit, Katara's eyes rolled back as an orgasm hit her. "Daddy~!"

"Mhmm?" Zuko licked his lips and continued to thumb at her clit. Her toes curled and her back tried to arch. He didn't let up until Katara jerked just hard enough to that he needed to put another hand on the chair. "You good?" Zuko slid out and pushed back in slowly, pushing through the tightness. "Color?"

"Green," Katara said as she took in a deep breath. "I'm good, Daddy." Katara already sounded wrecked.

"Good girl," Zuko leaned down to kiss her cheek. It was such a stark contrast between the kiss and his next thrust of his hips. The skin to skin slap had Katara moaning. "One down."

Katara's eyes opened wide at that, "How-How many times-?"

"As many as I want," Zuko was smirking down to her. Katara groaned and turned her head away from Zuko's stare. But Zuko growled and took ahold of her chin to turn her to look at him again. "Look at me, Princess." Katara moaned as Zuko fucked deep into her.

"D-da-MMmh," Katara gasped and then bit her lip as Zuko sped up his thrusts. She could do nothing but sit there and take it.

Zuko reached down and pinched a nipple hard between his fingers. Katara released her lip with a cry. "That feel good, Princess?"

"Ye-Yes, Daddy!"

"You," Zuko paused to let out a groan. He pinched the other nipple with the same amount of pressure when he released the other one. "You tighten, fuck, tighten up so well, Princess."

"Deeper, Daddy," Katara moaned. Zuko had started taking shorter shallow thrusts as he paid more attention to her hardened nipples. "Deeper."

"I'm fucking you how I want," Zuko pulled almost all the way out and gave a few thrusts in that were just deep enough to cover the head of his cock. "Remember?"

"Mmm-nghh," Katara whined. "Bu-But Daddy."

"Beg me for it then, Princess."

"Please, please, Daddy!" Katara whined her fingers twitched to reach out for him. She looked up at him with want heating her icy blue eyes. "Daddy. I want you deeper. Please Daddy! Please! I want to feel you! I want, mmm, I want you Daddy Please!" Katara closed her eyes and hoped her begging was going to be enough. "Please." She added in a whisper as she slowly opened her eyes.

"Fucking-," Zuko thrust in hard and deep. He settled there and then rolled his hips. The dom not moving far out to slam back in. it was deep and Katara squeezed around him, like her pussy was trying to suck him deeper. But what stopped him was her next plea.

"I know your close, Daddy. Cum for me. Please. Daddy." Katara's skin from her cheek down to her chest were pink. "Please, Daddy. Cum in me. Deep in me. Please. Please. Please Daddy."

And that was it. That was Zuko's tipping point. He was settled deep in her and came just as she had begged. Katara had moaned and turned her head clearly embarrassed. "Agni, Princess." Zuko leaned away from the writer tied in the chair. "How the- What was-?" Zuko slowly pulled from Katara and just as he promised himself the next time, he got to see that little pool of white… He was going to suck her clean.

The dom kneeled between her legs and he had heard "What are you-? Fu-uh-ck Zu-MMM!" as he kissed her slit. Then he gave a lick to the outside of her pussy, then dipped his tongue in. He leaned back to lick his lips. The taste of them together made his cock twitch. And it tasted amazing. He leaned back into her to get a second taste.

Katara cried out her thighs twitching. "D-da-daddy." Zuko lapped at the second wave of her orgasm. Tasting less of himself and a lot more of Zuko. "Daddydaddydaddydaddydaddy. Hmmm. Fuck." Katara gasped and she tried to lean up to look at Zuko, but her head went back again as Zuko sucked hard at her clit.

By the time Zuko pulled back, he had made more of a mess then cleaned her. Cum and spit covering her pussy, slipping down between her cheeks and over the inside of her thighs. The sight alone filled the rest of his cock to full hardness. "Color?" He breathed over her wet pussy.

"Gr-green." Katara tumbled over the words. She licked her lips and tried again, "Green,"

"Good girl," Zuko kissed her thigh and then stood up again. He lined up with her and slid in smoothly with the well slicked up walls. Katara let out a shaky breath and something that sounded like a 'please'.

The dom thrusted slow and deep. He wanted this to last. He had just gotten off. Katara practically squeezed it from him. The shift to speed up his thrusts was met with Katara's continued pleases. Zuko cupped her jaw and tilted it so her head was up, he sucked in a breath at the gorgeous sight, Katara's blue eyes were dark and a little glassy from unshed tears. He liked that look a lot. A lot. "You here, Princess?"

"Yes, Daddy." Katara bit her lip, her eyes switching back and forth between his.

"Such a good girl, Princess." Zuko slowed down the pace again, making sure to pull out inch by inch before pushing back in. There was this slight squelch to every thrust in and Zuko did his best to not groan. "Do good, Princess."

Zuko sped up his thrusts and placed one hand on the back of the chair and one hand on her hip. He started really fucking her. The white stars of an orgasm began to fill his eyes. He cursed and slowed back down; he didn't want this to end so quickly. He knew he could get more from her, but he didn't think he could make it another round. At least not for a few hours.

"No, Daddy." Katara shook her head. "Faster."

"I'll cum and this will finish faster than I-."

"Don't care. Cum again for me then Daddy. Cum deep in me. Fill me, please Daddy." Katara's mouth was sin. Zuko had already figured that bit out but when she was in this deep, her mouth started to spout things off. Glorious, sinful things. Words that hit Zuko to the core and made him do her bidding. And if she ever figured out, this was all it took. Zuko was going to be in trouble. "Cum Daddy. Fill me full. I want it. Fill me with your cum again Daddy."

"Fuck." Zuko sped up his thrust doing exactly as she had asked. It didn't take very many thrusts, but his knuckles began to hurt but how tightly he had gripped the chair. Katara cried out as Zuko did. He spilled in her, each twitch of his cock caused her pussy to constrict around him. "Fuck, Katara. Sh- Where did-? Where did you learn to talk like that, Princess?"

Katara bit her lip and shook her head. Zuko gave her a look, she wasn't going to tell him? He lowered his eyebrow before leaning in and finally giving her a kiss. Katara kissed back slowly and Zuko felt her body slowly relax. Zuko pulled out and away. He watched the white pool and then spill from her. He considered going in for another tasting but realized Katara should probably be let free of her bonds.

"You okay, Princess?" Zuko asked as he stepped back to grab the scissors from the utility belt. "I'm going to cut away the ropes okay?"

"Okay," Katara closed her eyes. "Thank you." She whispered.

"Good girl, stay still." Zuko began snipping through the rope around her legs. He kissed her ankle and then up her leg to her knee. "You did so well, Princess." The dom continued to the next leg giving it the same treatment. He set her legs down so her feet touched the ground. Then moved to the side to cut away at the wrist cuffs. "So perfect."

When Zuko cut the last rope from the cuff Katara reached out for Zuko. Zuko kissed her nose before gathering her up in his arms to take her to the bed. Katara let out a soft laugh, "Jet was right."

"Huh?" Zuko placed her on the bed. "What did you just say?"

"It's a science." Katara giggled and rolled over on her side. "Of the two times… You fuck harder when the ropes were red."

Zuko shook his head, "Y'all are silly. I'm going to grab out snack and water, okay?"

"Mhmm," Katara slowly closed her eyes.

Zuko stood there for just a bit longer. He ran his fingers through her soft curls. Katara blinked up at him slowly before closing her eyes again. Zuko finally stepped away, trying to step away from the feeling that was bubbling up inside him. But for some reason, Zuko was founding out the feeling was only growing, and he longed to be back by her side as soon as possible.

I feel like this isn't really breeding... but a daddy kink + breeding kink. It seemed just a tad awkward for me to write. So I'm sorry this isn't strictly breeding but I hope it will do.

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