Aang looked over at her to take in the bright glow of her eyes, the grin that had taken over her face all night. Her hair was a mess, her dark locks tangled from the way they'd repeatedly come together that night. As his gaze dropped lower, he thought about how stunningly gorgeous she was with his shirt hanging loosely over her body, its hem skimming her upper thighs. His trance broke only when she began to giggle at him for staring. Then, he grinned and scooped her up in his arms, shushing her playfully when she made a loud sound of surprise in response.

Sighing happily, she shifted in his arms to get comfortable and kissed his neck as she adjusted her arms around his neck for support. Beneath her lips, his skin vibrated as he moaned approvingly. "You like showing off for me, don't you? Is that why you keep picking me up like this?"

She knew that she was right when his neck grew red and hot beneath her kisses with his embarrassment. "I kind of like it," she admitted before he could answer. He shivered as he descended a winding set of stone stairs down to the courtyard, his fingers clutching her tightly as her attention overwhelmed his senses. "I think it's sexy."

"That must have been some dream," he teased, setting her down to walk across the courtyard with him. Her legs stumbled at first, her knees weak from all of their activity that night. She steadied herself quickly when she caught him grinning at her knowingly. "Okay?"

"Yes," she answered quickly and slid her hand into his own to slow him down as he led her away. Now that she was walking, she began to consider where they were headed; she hadn't seen any water over the few days they'd been there, but she also had not poked around much, and this area of the temple grounds was new to her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a gorgeous pond beneath a large tree. The water was a gorgeous crystal blue and was surrounded by a border of smooth rocks, which the water splashed gently against in the natural winds of the mountains. A few lilies sprouted up around the grass that surrounded its rocky shore. As they finally reached the small pond, a leaf fluttered down from the tree above onto its surface.

"It's beautiful," she told him honestly, watching the way the bright moonlight shimmered on the water. Suddenly, she realized that this was a new fixture—Aang had made the decision to install this pond in a courtyard typically used for outdoor meditation. She glanced over at him to find his cheeks flushed red, as if he were aware of her thoughts. "Aang… how did you decide to build this area?"

"It reminds me of you," he said with a flirtatious smile, fighting past the embarrassment that showed itself in his red-tipped ears, his palm sweaty in her own. "Or rather… it makes it feel like you're there in a way. It's easier to meditate, then."

Flushed from the implications of his words, she was too flustered to respond and merely stared out at the small pond, grinning helplessly.

"Actually," he murmured, giving her hand a gentle squeeze to guide her to keep walking, "If you like it so much… maybe we can just sit by the water instead of going for a walk."

Smiling at him, she lowered herself to the ground, sitting by the shore of the small pond. "I thought you had extra energy to burn."

"Not really," he replied as he rolled up the bottoms of his pants legs and dipped his feet into the cold water. Beside him, Katara did the same and shivered. Right away, he pulled her in against his chest, stroking her shoulder with his broad, warm palm. "I just couldn't sleep. I was having trouble meditating, even."

"What's on your mind, Sweetie?" she asked, turning to look into his eyes. He grinned at her so brightly that she was certain he'd been referring to her new interest in having children.

"It's not like you to get preoccupied with something so far away," she speculated. As she gazed into the clear water before them, she set a hand on his thigh and rubbed it encouragingly.

"Well… okay, I guess it's not just that. I've been thinking about our plans once we leave. I think we're only going to be here a few more days, and then of course we have to take the acolytes back to Republic City. Then…"

"Then we can go visit Izumi?" she asked hopefully, looking back at him again to catch his reaction. He smiled sheepishly back at her and took her hand from his thigh, intertwining their fingers.

"If Mai's ready," he agreed, bringing her clasped hands up to his lips to kiss the back of her knuckles. "I'd really like to do that, and then…"

"What?" She tilted her head at him in confusion, and watched his face grow red as he thought. As he tried to figure out what he wanted to say, he rubbed gentle circles into the back of her hand with his thumb. "Aang?"

"I was thinking maybe we could go visit your family," he said suddenly, stunning her into silence beside him. The surprise on her face made him look away in embarrassment. "We talked about going for a much longer trip sometime, but I was thinking it would be nice to visit, at least."

She hadn't thought about it since they'd gotten together a couple of weeks ago. Unsure if she was more shocked by that or his offer, Katara tried to remember how long ago she'd last written to her family in the South. Too long for her to remember when, and definitely before her and Aang's relationship had changed. Her stomach twisted as she thought about telling her dad.

"We don't have to go," he offered gently. She looked up, her gaze refocusing, to find him looking back at her, gloomy gray eyes lined with sadness.

"No, that's really sweet of you, Aang. It sounds like a great idea."

They looked at each other for a long moment. Her smile wasn't reaching her eyes, and as he inspected her, it was hard not to notice. She was taken aback again by the gentle kiss he placed to her forehead, the comforting arm he wrapped around her shoulder.

"Tell me what's going on," he prompted in a low, caring tone, nuzzling against her temple. Everywhere their skin touched, he could feel how hard her heart was pounding.

"I'm not sure," she answered honestly. He leaned back to look at her, taking in the seriousness in her straight set lips. "I'm a little nervous to tell Dad about our relationship."

She regretted her sincerity as soon as she saw the pained look in his eyes. "Do you think he'll be upset?"

"My dad loves you, Aang, but… I don't think he ever pictured me marrying someone from outside the Water Tribes. I'm worried that he'll be upset or disappointed when I tell him how serious we are… and what about Sokka?"

"Sokka can come," Aang replied easily. She sighed and turned her head away, and he rubbed her upper arm comfortingly as he pulled her into his side.

"No he can't," she said finally, "Someone has to stay in Republic City and take care of… everything. I'm sure Suki would want to come too, if Sokka came, and he might be upset if he has to stay behind while we go on a potentially long trip back home."

"We can switch off when we get back," he suggested, "Or you can stay if you want, and I'll go back to Republic City and send Sokka."

"I guess so." Her eyes still wouldn't meet his, and he sighed as he leaned in to kiss her temple.

"You can tell me if you don't want to go right now or with me, Sweetie."

"That's not it, Aang. I'm nervous, but I have to tell my dad." She paused for a moment, and then her face lit up. "Oh, and Gran! Gran will be happy for us!"

"Yeah?" he asked, smiling at her sudden enthusiasm. "You think so?"

"Yes," she said certainly, "Gran Gran will be able to tell that I'm making the right decision. I think… maybe she knew before I did. She said something weird, before we first left the South, about our destinies."

Aang grinned in understanding. "Of course," he replied, considering her grandmother's history. "And Pakku likes me!"

She shot him a sidelong glance, unable to stop smiling when she saw the twinkle in his big gray eyes. "Pakku thought you were an okay student. And that you needed to work on your concentration."

"I was twelve," he defended himself. Subtly, he shifted his arm around her to hold her waist instead. She took a deep, sharp breath, but quickly steadied herself and turned her mirthful gaze on him.

"You're still just like that, Sweetie. Still… if Sokka's okay with it, I'm sure my dad will be, and it's really about time I tell him, anyway." He beamed at her, but she hesitated, staring at something just beyond him, off in the distance. "I love you, Aang. I want my family to love and accept you too, and deep down, I know they will. I just… I feel bad that you don't get to experience the same feeling."

"Oh, Katara," he huffed softly, turning to bury his head into her hair at the crown of her head, taking deep jasmine-scented breaths to calm himself. Finally, he continued, "I love that you want to do that for me. Air nomads didn't really have the concept of getting someone's blessing, and family was… definitely a looser concept. If the monks were still around, they would have accepted you as my partner without question, just because I love you."

In her silence, he leaned back just enough to catch her eyes, looking up at him with dissatisfaction. Continuing to meet her gaze, he added, "Gyatso would have loved you, Sweetie. All of the things you taught me—how to take on responsibility, how to be more careful and conscientious, how to really help people—I think those are all of the things he and the other monks were worried I wouldn't learn, but it all became so much easier with you. You're my other half, and he would've known right away."

When he finished, they both had silent tears streaming down their cheeks. Katara could feel them drip from his chin to the top of her head. "I love you so much, Aang. It makes me so happy to hear that."

"We're here now, though, and it's now that matters," he hummed in an attempt to change the mood. "The world is changing. All kinds of people love one another in Republic City, and… even the Avatar's lover is from another Nation."

"Aang!" She laughed, nudging him with her shoulder until he sat back to look at her, smiling helplessly. "I'm your lover now?"

"What would you like me to say?" he asked, his voice low and smooth. "Life partner? Wife?"

"That might be getting ahead of yourself." Her cheeks flushed as she took in the determination in his eyes; her center flooded with heat again.

"Actually," she murmured, closing the distance between them to line his neck with hot, wet kisses. "Maybe 'lover' is the right word. We've been pretty busy tonight, after all..."

"Katara," he laughed, his fingers tightening around her hip. Her lips moved over his neck undeterred. "I don't know if I have another one in me for tonight."

"Are you sure?" she asked quietly. As she spoke, she ran a hand down his bare chest, tracing his muscles with her fingertips. He shivered when she reached the fine train of hair just above his waistband.

"I think I'll be too sore tomorrow if we go again now," he purred with a small grin. He reached for her thigh, and she parted her legs without thinking to allow him to run his fingertips through her slick folds. "How do you feel?"

"Like I can't get enough of you."

Without giving him time to respond, she pulled back to connect their lips, groaning as he melted into her. His tongue was scorching hot but coy, and she leaned further into him, pressing forcefully into his mouth. He acquiesced then, kissing her back just as passionately. He pulled away, however, when her hand tried to slip beneath his waistband, and his own moved from between her legs to grasp her wrist gently to stop her.

"Let me take care of you," he whispered, beginning to stand up despite her resistant grasp. "Come with me, Sweetie."

"Where?" Her head was spinning with his sudden change of attitude far too much to question him further, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she scrambled to her feet. He simply smiled confidently at her and took her hand, leading her around the edge of the small pond to the massive tree at its far corner.

"It's your turn."

Her breath was knocked out of her chest when he pressed her firmly up against the tree's trunk, its rough bark scraping against her back. "Aang," she murmured once she was able to speak again, drawing his eyes up to her own from her plump lips, slightly swollen from all of their kisses that night.

Wordlessly, he dropped onto his knees before her, lowering the earth beneath him with a fist to the ground until his shoulders were level with her upper thighs. Their eyes locked together once he was settled. Though she was wildly turned on by his demeanor, she had no idea what his plan was and gripped the tree bark behind her to steady herself. His hands skimmed down her legs, touching her soft skin, slightly tacky between her thighs and absolutely beautiful in the glow of the moonlight.

"Gorgeous," he sighed, taking a deep breath to enjoy the scent of her arousal. He hadn't slept at all and had lost track of how many times she had come that night, but the sticky evidence of each instance she'd become wet lingered before him. Darting his tongue out, he lapped at her inner thigh and groaned at the musky sweet taste of her.

"Aang… how—"

"Wrap one of your legs over my shoulder," he instructed, guiding her thigh. As she lifted her leg, the air between them was filled with the thick scent of her sex, sending Aang's blood rushing south. He closed his eyes to focus, leaning his head forward against her hip, careful not to put his weight on her. "Is this okay?"

"Yes," she gasped, unable to say any more. She gripped the back of his head to draw him closer, and he laughed at her briefly before pressing a kiss to the front of her wet slit. His lips tingled against her sensitive skin.

"Tell me if you need more help or want to move." His breath hit her center, and its heat sent her pulse soaring. She moaned before she could stop herself, and he took this as the agreement he was looking for before diving in.

As he grasped her thighs, one hand slid back to her rear to reangle her hips. She stumbled in the grass beside him but quickly found her balance once more. Her fingernails dug into the tree trunk behind her in preparation. With better access to her core, he ran his tongue teasingly over first the left side of her swollen lips, then the right.

"Oh, yes, Aang, that's so good," she hummed, raking her nails over his tattoo on the back of his neck. He could feel her fingernails along his chi line and shivered at the intimacy of her touch.

She was so wet, and it never failed to blow his mind just how aroused he made her. He loved her taste, the sweet rush of juices as he teased her. Gently, he worked his tongue against her bundle of sensitive nerves, encouraged by her gratifying gasps of his name and the rush of her fluid that met his lips.

"More," she added, and he adjusted accordingly, the tip of his muscle flicking over her clit with additional force. She cried out approvingly and, in her haze of arousal, began to ramble sweet praise to him. "Yes, Sweetie… you're so good at this, I love how your mouth feels on me. You look so sexy down there… I can't believe you love to do this for me so much."

Though he had no past experience for comparison, he had overheard, throughout his travels, plenty of men loudly voicing their opinions to their friends on the matter, and other men did not seem to be fond of this particular act. It made no sense to him. Doing this for her always provided him the same intense, carnal satisfaction he had imagined from the first time he'd heard it described, and he could not imagine disliking it in any way. It was all Katara; she surrounded him, her muscles quivering as she worked to remain upright through her building arousal.

As her juices began to coat his cheeks, he moaned into her, glancing up to see the fire burning in her ocean blue eyes. His tunic flowing over her form was a pale glowing white in the moonlight, her skin a sweet contrasting dark bronze. Through the thin material, he could see the shape of her round breasts, the hard buds of her nipples poking at the material. Her gaze was fixed firmly on him and the way his arrow bobbed against her pelvis as he pleasured her.

"Aang, please…" she whimpered. Her hips shook dangerously, her thigh tense beside his cheek. Realizing that her muscles were about to give out, he eased her leg off of his shoulder.

"Do you want to go back to our room?" he asked, but made no move to stand. Slowly, she shook her head.

Grinning, he took her hand in his own and formed a fist with his other, punching the ground until an earthen platform rose to the perfect height beside them. When she silently sat down without any teasing, her eyes transfixed on him, he realized how lost she was in her own arousal and sighed in satisfaction.

"Come here," he purred as he shifted between her legs. Immediately, she lifted her thighs over his shoulders in a familiar motion, settling into place as he took in the sight of her pretty dark pink lips. The moonlight reflecting off of her wetness made her center glisten deliciously, and he leaned in again before she had time to prepare herself.

"Aang!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the empty stone courtyard. His tongue dove deeply into her entrance, causing them to moan in tandem with one another. Katara reached for the back of his head again and supported herself with her other hand on the edge of her makeshift stool, palm down as she gripped the earth. "Oh, I love you, please, I want more," she begged.

"What do you want?" His voice was rough and low; as he waited for her answer, he pressed a line of wet kisses across her thigh, raising goosebumps on her skin.

"I want your fingers inside of me," she whimpered. His eyes glimmered up at her as he traced around her entrance teasingly. "Aang, please."

Finally, he complied, nudging two of his digits into her wet entrance, earning a pleased cry from her. His heart seized in his chest as the burning look of need she gave him. With her lips parted as she gasped for air and her perfect eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, she was singularly focused on him in that moment. Despite his exhaustion, his cock strained with arousal against his thin pants, though his attention remained focused on her and the two fingers that he pumped in and out of her soft, wet muscle.

"Katara… how are you always so turned on for me, Sweetie?" he breathed.

"You're so hot," she whined, bucking forward onto his fingers. He grinned up at her and then began to kiss her thighs again, pressing into her rhymically as she spoke to him. "I can't believe how sexy you are, you still surprise me...The way you talk to me and look at me and touch me… Aang, please."

Slowly, he made his way to her center and stopped, glancing up at her to see the hazy lust in her blue eyes. "What else?" he asked. His breath was hot on her wet folds, and she shivered at the sensation.

"I think it's really really hot how much you like this," she told him, pausing to cry out as his tongue began to flick against her sensitive clit, his eyes darting back up to meet hers once he found his target. "Aang… I love that you always want to make me feel good."

She didn't have the words to describe what he made her feel; she felt like a fine instrument that only he knew how to play, like a book written in an ancient language that only he knew how to read. He understood her—he worked to understand her, every illogical fear she had and every intense emotion she felt and now, every inch of her body. The world demanded so much from him all of the time, and he had more responsibilities than he could keep track of. Yet, he so often chose to be here, with his head buried between her thighs.

"A little more," she begged, running her nails over his shoulder muscle. His tongue pressed harder against her sensitive nub with each lap, and she moaned helplessly above him. "Yes, that's perfect… oh, Aang… I'm going to come for you if you keep doing that."

Speeding up his efforts, Aang groaned against her core, where his tongue teased her clit mercilessly. Her thighs shook on either side of his head, her hips thrusting back onto his fingers eagerly. As her muscles quivered all around him, her climax felt just as frustratingly out of reach to him as it did to her until suddenly, she cried his name out as loud as he'd ever heard her. Her moans echoed in the courtyard as her muscles convulsed around his fingers, her thighs tightening around his temples, her juices oozing down his hand as he continued to press into her at a slow and steady pace. When she finally began to come back down, he withdrew from between her legs, leaning back to look at her with a slightly smug grin.

"Aang," she breathed, working to get her rate under control. Her bright blue eyes seared into his own through the silent darkness, the only movement between them that of her heaving chest. "Oh, wow. That was…"

"I'm really glad I could make you feel good, Sweetie," he replied with a wide smile. When she remained speechless, he added teasingly, "That seemed like it was pretty intense, huh?"

Her glare only lasted a second before she realized that he was joking. The annoyance melted from her features right away. "It was," she sighed. "All of tonight has been."

Carefully, he scooped her into his arms, sinking her earthen stool back into the ground as he stood. They fit together automatically, her nose against his neck, his arms around her back and thighs. The warmth of her hold around his neck felt so intimate, and he hummed quietly, happily, causing her to giggle.

"Do you feel better now?" she asked, her lips skimming along his neck. The heat of her breath tickled and sent a warm chill down his back as he carried her away from the pond.

"Much," he agreed, tilting his chin up to give her additional room to kiss him. She continued for a moment, then paused as he began to climb the staircase they'd descended earlier.

"Where are we going, anyway?"

"To bed," he hummed happily. "I think that finally tired me out."

The acolytes knew better than to wake him when he slept in late the next morning.


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