Ty Lee stood for hours in Katara's room. When the setting sun was gone and the moon was almost high, she stepped forward and gently touched her shoulder. Katara jumped and looked around to find it was Ty Lee.
"It's dark."
"You haven't moved from this chair since."
"It's all, it was all too much. Jet and Zuko." Katara sighed. "We were just saying we were going to give him a day to make a decision, but who was I kidding. He had made his choice; he just didn't know how to let me down."
Ty Lee pursed her lips. The entire event played in her mind again, and something wasn't right. "I don't think he chose Mai."
Katara looked with confusion to the girl in war paint. "But you heard him. He said it. He's been saying it. He loves Mai."
"Then why fight Jet. Why become so angry when Jet proposed to you."
"Maybe because he still hasn't nailed in his choice. Or maybe he wants his cake and wants to eat it too, a bride and a concubine. With Mai's status, I would never be the bride."
Ty Lee's scowl deepened, then her face relaxed, "You should eat something."
"Yeah," Katara wasn't really hungry, but she knew the warrior was right. "Wait, Ty Lee, I'm so sorry." This whole time you haven't…"
"No, no, don't worry. Suki came by and dropped off a plate for us both. You just didn't notice. I ate a while ago."
"Oh," Katara said shyly. She took the dish prepared especially for her and began to eat. When it was all gone, she found herself scrapping at what little remained. She had no clue that she was this hungry. "Thank you." She said as Ty Lee took her tray.
"I'll be right back. I'm taking our dishes to the kitchen."
Katara nodded before walking to her bed to curl into a ball.
Ty Lee did her best to close the door as quietly as possible.
"Is she asleep?"
The young warrior wanted to yelp. She didn't even sense Zuko was near."
"Zuko," she sighed, "You startled me."
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to talk to her."
Ty Lee looked up at Zuko. No doubt, this entire time, he was with Mai professing his love, and now he was here to deliver the final blow to Katara. "She isn't asleep, but Zuko could it wait?"
"No, it can't."
"It's just, she has been through a lot today. Can you let her down gently in the morning? Her heart, I don't think it can take anymore hurt tonight."
Zuko sighed, he hated that Katara was in so much pain. He hated that he was the cause. "Why would I go in there to hurt her? I love her."
Ty Lee's face lit up, realizing what he said. "I knew it!"
"Please, let me in so I can tell her myself."
Ty Lee smiled and stepped aside. "She just had her dinner, so she isn't asleep yet."
"Thank you, Ty Lee."
Zuko opened the door. The room was dimly lit by the full moon and a few candles. He spotted Katara on the bed, holding herself tightly. "That was fast, she mumbled."
"It's me."
Katara shot up and turned around. Why was he here? Why wasn't he with Mai. "Why aren't you with Mai?"
"I was, now I'm here to talk to you."
Katara's stomach sunk deep within her, and all the food she had eaten wanted to come back up. "I don't want to hear." The tears came like the waters from a broken damn. "I can't, not now. I don't want to hear it."
Zuko's heart broke, and he rushed to her side.
"Don't come near me! Don't touch me. I don't want you to touch me with the same hands you held her with."
Zuko was perplexed, "Katara wait, I-"
"I know! You've said it again and again. You love Mai. I know this, everyone does, but every time you say it, it's like I'm hearing it for the first time. For a moment, there was hope. I'll admit that when I saw you fighting Jet and discovered it was over me, I had hoped."
"He dishonored you. I couldn't stand by and let him speak that way about you."
"Please don't explain it. It only gives me more false hope." Katara looked out to the moon and felt it's glow give her strength. "You don't have to worry, I will be fine. Once I leave here, I will be home where I'm needed, and I can heal. Maybe I can go to the north and find a master."
"You want to marry Jet?" Zuko felt a lump in his throat. Was this how Katara felt? It was like he couldn't breathe.
Katara looked back to Zuko, "No. Just because one man refused me doesn't make me jump headfirst into another man's arms. Jet, he and I have a past. It's not like yours and Mai's, but it's something. I loved him until I realized his hate for the Fire Nation consumed him. I can't love a man like that. What we had we had and can never get it back."
Zuko found his breath again and regained himself. He needed to tell her. There was no perfect way at this point. He just needed to say to her that he chose her. "I won't let you go, I can't."
Katara was surprised, but that quickly grew to anger. "What! You think I'm going to stay here and watch you marry her and have a family? Am I to be your concubine, because I refuse! You can't force me to stay here, Zuko."
"What?" He wanted to laugh a little. What roads had her thoughts made her travel down? "No, Katara, I choose you. I want you. I want you to be my wife, be by my side, and have a family with."
If she didn't know the politics behind it, all Katara would have leaped into his arms then. Still, she knew where this romantic confession was coming from, and it wasn't loving.
"Don't you dare say that to me. You're only saying that because of Iroh, the council, the Four Nations. You don't mean it, so don't say it. You love Mai!"
"Yes, I love her. We will always have that past, and we will always have those memories. She will always be my first love."
Katara wanted to scream, shut up!
"But you are my last love. I love you, Katara." Zuko moved closer and got down on one knee. "I love you more. You make me better. You give me strength, and you are always honest with me even if I disagree. These past few days, I have emotionally put you through hell, and I am sorry. I wish I had realized this from the beginning, but I started falling for you a long time ago. I should have told you at the festival that I loved you. I should have said it when we were on the battlefield, and you came to my side despite my orders. That day no matter what, I was only worried about you. As long as you were safe. I should have told you I love you before I marched to meet the Earth King and his army."
Katara couldn't believe what she was hearing. She placed her hands on her stomach and tried to breathe.
"I'm saying it now, and I hope it's not too late. Please don't leave me, I love you. I love you, Katara, so will you marry me?"
"Yes," she didn't have to think it over. Zuko was the man she wanted. Being with another felt wrong. She wanted him. She loved him, and all he needed to prove was that he thought the same.
Zuko came to his feet, scooping her up in his arms. Hugging her thighs, Zuko stretched his neck out for a kiss, and she bent to meet him.
"I'm sorry I hurt you. I never want to hurt you."
"I know, now I know." She kissed him again with a smile.
Slowly he slid her down until her feet were grounded again. "I'll never do this to you again. I will always choose you first. I promise."
Katara looked into Zuko's eyes as he spoke, and her heart swelled. "Make love to me."
Zuko was stunned, and so was Katara. She thought it but didn't realize she had said it. Yet, she didn't take it back. "Make love to me. Make me yours and you mine."
"Are you sure? Do you forgive me?"
Katara nodded, and he kissed her again this time deeper than before. It was a nice feeling, his lips. It finally erased Jet's and covered her in passion. Skillfully without breaking away, Zuko undid his clothing and hers, only taking momentary breaths of air when pulling the fabric from over their heads. When he undid her bondage, he moved his lips and hands down her curves. His teeth nibbled at her neck, and his hands cupped her firm soft breast.
"Zuko."
Hearing her moan made his member throb. He wanted her, but slowly. Katara felt her breath escape her when Zuko lifted her into his arms again. The crown of his member pressed against her making her liquids seep, sticking, and mixing with his. He walked them outside to the edge of the balcony, kissing and sucking on her brown nipples. Zuko could bury himself for hours between the warmth of her breast, but there were other places he wanted to bury his face in.
He sat Katara on the large flat stone. The cold made her jump a little, but her body quickly warmed her. Zuko stepped away and admired the moon's glow on her brown skin. Katara was admiring his fit form as well. Her eyes traced to what had teased and poked at her. The thought of that inside her increased her wanting.
Zuko bent down, raising one of her legs in the air.
"Zuko, wait, someone could see…"
It was too late. Zuko's tongue had already gone to work, licking and suckling her clit. When it began to swell, he gently placed it between his teeth. Katara tried to keep her moans low. Her vagina gave a fresh mint feel against the night air as it grew wetter. Her hands roamed through his locks, and her mussels tightened with each wave of pleasure.
"Zuko," she moaned over and over until she came.
He paused, letting her feel the pleasure, and once she started to come down from the high, he went at it again.
"Zuko, no wait! Someone could," It was too late another wave hit her, bringing her to that high—this time more than before. Katara moaned louder, not prepared to hold back like she did before.
Zuko pulled her waist forward, sliding her off the slab. Katara's legs were weak. She felt like she was in a fog, but it cleared as he turned her around and bent her over. Her left breast press into the juices her womanhood left behind on the stone.
"Zuko, please wait." She didn't expect him to take her like this. She wanted to look into his eyes when he first entered. "I want to see you when you enter me."
He smiled to himself, they wanted the same thing. "Not yet."
He placed his mouth back on her this time, adding two fingers. They explored the textured wet walls inside, taking note of the sensitive areas. Katara rocked her hips against him and, within minutes, let out a moaning scream as she came again. Her legs buckled, and Zuko was ready to catch her. He picked her up. Her back resting against one arm and her legs swung over the other.
"Zuko," she breathed as he carried her to the bed.
He laid her down and climbed on top of her. Gently he kissed her as his hands rubbed her body. Katara could feel every ounce of his love. When she regained herself, Katara opened her eyes to see him gazing down at her. "On your back."
Zuko arched a brow then smirked as he did as she commanded.
She rolled on top of him and began kissing him deeply. She rocked her hips, teasing his pines against her vagina. It slipped in circles from the wetness. Zuko took in a sharp breath and lifted his hips, trying to penetrate her.
"Katara, please." He gripped her thighs.
Katara smiled from his plea and began to make a trail of kisses and red marks down his muscular figure. She looked up and saw him staring at her with anticipation. She took his shaft in her hand and began to stroke it. She never looked away, and neither did he. As she slid her wet lips over him, she continued her gaze.
While resting on his elbows, Zuko kept his eyes locked, watching, feeling as she took him deeper into her mouth. It was so warm. He took another sharp breath and broke their eye contact as his tip reached down her tight throat. He rocked his head back while she bobbed her head up and down. Katara would take turns with her hand from stroking to massaging his balls.
"Katara, I'm going to cum."
She kept going, and Zuko felt his entire body tense up. "Ka…" and then she stopped. He was about to reach the peak of his climax, and she stopped.
"Not yet, she teased." Katara was pleased with herself. She made him want her more. He looked at her, frustrated yet pleading.
She climbed back on top, and Zuko's lips parted, realizing what she was about to do. Her hand grazed up then back down his abs 'til it reached back taking hold of his member. Zuko's chest heaved as she slowly slid onto him. Katara rocked only around the tip. Even with all the fourplay, she was still tight, or he was just that large. Slowly she was able to make her way down his long shaft. Zuko placed his hands on her waist to help guide the motion. She leaned over, her hair formed a curtain to hide their kisses.
Zuko moaned and cursed, not knowing it could feel this good. Katara's body shook, he was hitting her in the right spot. A spot she knew of but never had it been touched before. She braced her hand against his firm chest and clenched her eyes shut. She was starting to feel it, a new kind of climax. Zuko could feel her walls hugging him tighter. He sat up and bounced Katara, causing her breast to violently jog in his face. He took one of them in his mouth and sucked hard, causing Katara to cry out. Zuko smoothly flipped her over on her back, not breaking their rhythm. Their skin slapped against each other. Katara's breast jiggled back and forth, and she could feel his balls tap against her ass with each thrust. Her legs pulled him in closer, and her thighs held him tighter. Their breathing heavy, yet in sync. The sweat rolled down the back of Katara's legs, and Zuko felt his sweat roll down his spine.
"Cum for me."
Katara opened her clenched eyes to see him looking back to meet her. He had looked down to see his member move in and out of her. To see in the shadows, the glint from their juices.
Looking into her eyes, he repeated it, "Cum for me." And she did. She had never experienced this before. Her back arched, and it even felt like her brain had flexed in ecstasy. Zuko moved the best he could in her tightening hole to reach his peak. He remained deep inside as his body released a large amount of cum. Katara could feel him throbbing and twitching inside as he rested his head on her damp chest.
"That was," he mumbled.
"Amazing." Katara completed. "I love you, Zuko."
Zuko looked up to gaze into her eyes, "Say it again."
Katara smiled and wrapped her weak arms around his neck. "I love you, Zuko."
