Here's the second chapter. Here is where the warm part of the detour will come in.

As a reminder, I do not own Avatar. It belongs to Nickelodeon.

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"I have some money here. You just have to follow the stream. It will lead you to Hira'a."

Ursa reluctantly took the money from Kazon's hand, not asking where he even got it from. Her fingers lingered on his palm seconds longer than normal. Kazon noticed.

"I- I should get going now. Don't want to stand in your way."

"It's fine Kazon. You are not a bother at all. I deeply appreciate everything you have done for me," Ursa quickly told him. She meant every word. And Kazon, who had not received a compliment in years, appreciated it immensely.

"Thank you. I just-"

Before Kazon could say anything else that would diminish the role he played in helping Ursa, the former princess silenced him both placing her hands on his shoulders. The boy was only slightly shorter, so she had to lean her head down a bit when she kissed him. A quick, breathy kiss surprised both of them.

"Goodbye Kazon."

Ursa quickly walked past the young man she had stunned, leaving him alone in the woods. He turned around just in time to see her for a few moments before she disappeared on the path.

Alone like before, Kazon could not think of a reason to stay standing where he was. So he turned to return home. It was clear to him that whatever had happened was over now.

No matter how enjoyable it had been.

"Just keep walking. You will reach Hira'a by today if you walk quickly."

Despite how many times Ursa reminded herself of that, she could not make herself walk any faster than just a few steps at a time. And each step was slower and more deliberate than the last.

It wasn't long until she caught sight of the road. The one that travelers and merchants used to reach her old town. A road she had taken walks on long before the royal family came by.

A road at which she stopped just as she was about to step on its path.

She couldn't make herself take that step.

Nothing could make her put her foot on the road. Not logic. Not the desire to be back in her childhood home. Not so long as she thought of what Kazon had told her.

"It's alright. I've been out here for years. I'm used to it."

That didn't make it right. Kazon should not be alone. His father abandoned the military, he never joined. He didn't deserve the life he had. He shouldn't suffer through it.

Ursa turned around.

That night...

Kazon couldn't sleep. His body kept ruffling under the covers of his bed. He kept taking the blanket off when he felt too hot, and he kept throwing it on when it felt too cold. Right now, it was off.

He knew exactly why he was feeling this way. He still hadn't made himself forget about Ursa. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget about that kiss.

It wasn't his first kiss. He had dated a girl once before his father became a deserter. But that had been years ago when Kazon was a child. She had been one too. That was all it was. A kiss between kids. But what had happened yesterday? A kiss with an older woman?

That was different.

And he could still remember it vividly. The softness and tenderness of her lips. The taste of her breath. The sheer arousal he felt by how close she had been.

Arousal that he was still feeling. It was part of the reason he had not covered himself with the blanket. Even if the room felt chilly, he was anything but cold. His breaths were short and almost labored, light steam coming out. A sign that his fire was restless. Even though he only wore a pair of red shorts, his body was becoming slick with a slight gleam of sweat.

he couldn't think of any other way to help himself. His hand was beginning to travel lower...

"Kazon..."

Kazon shot upward. He was now facing the same woman he had parted ways with that morning.

"Ursa? What are you doing here?"

Clutching her robes together tightly, Ursa seemed unsure of how to answer that question herself.

"I couldn't leave. I couldn't make myself do it yet."

"Why not Ursa?"

"You have been alone for years. You shouldn't be alone."

Ursa undid her topknot, letting her hair fall free and frame her face. The untamed and disheveled look somehow made her more beautiful in Kazon's eyes.

"Are you cold?"

Ursa didn't wait for an answer before she started walking towards the bed. She untied the knots on her robes, letting them come loose. And once the robes were fully slack, she let them fall off her body.

Revealing just how little she had underneath.

"Ursa..."

Kazon could only breathe as he laid eyes on the woman before him. There was not a bit of cover on any inch of her skin. Her pale beauty was an open feast to his sight. Her legs, her breasts, and every curve and part of her were laid bare for him to witness.

And as Ursa walked closer, each detail of her body became clearer and fairer, accented by the moonlight. And once she crawled on top of him on the bed, he could see it all perfectly.

"Ursa? Wha...?"

She silenced him with a touch to his lips, before she moved and hand and replaced it with her mouth.

This kiss was not the same as the ones they had shared previously. The first had been accidental and impulsive. The second had been quick and bittersweet. This one...

Only heat and passion existed between their lips now.

Kazon was still confused, but arousal had overcome all of his other feelings. He could think of nothing now except for Ursa. The stinging fire of her lips on his. The silky warmth of her skin as he held her waist. And now, the sticky wetness of their tongues entering each other's mouths.

For Ursa, it had been years since she had done anything like this. Anything that even remotely resembled love. All of her intimacies with Ozai had been cold and calculated. He never wasted time with any pleasantries or small acts. No kisses. No unnecessary meetings of skin. No sounds.

Everything Ozai did was done for the sole purpose of increasing his power. All Ursa had ever been to him was a producer of heirs to continue his legacy. Never anything more than that.

But Kazon wasn't the same. She could feel it. He did not see her as just a body to use. In the time she had spent with him, he had treated her with respect and care.

He deserved more than he had. All Ursa could do was give what she could give.

And she certainly enjoyed what Kazon gave back. Especially when his hands reached her chest. And she could tell how he felt.

Kazon was holding breasts for the first time in his life. Full breasts that were not small but also not oversized. A perfect bust, in Kazon's mind, even if this was the first he had ever seen. The first that he had ever touched, now that his hands were enveloping Ursa's right orb.

His hand held and squeezed her flesh her soft and hard nipple sticking between her fingers. His tongue worked against her mouth while his hand played with a mind of its own.

Ursa suddenly pulled away, a wet trail still connecting her mouth to Kazon's.

"You were kind when you didn't have to be. You helped me heal without any provocation, Kazon."

Her graceful fingers tipped his chin before she began to trail it downwards. She felt his chest with her palm as he moved downwards, taking her time before she reached her prize. She cupped his cock in her hand, feeling its texture through the shorts.

"I never properly rewarded you Kazon. Let me fix that."

Ursa moved lower, her knees now next to Kazon's. She grabbed the edges of the teenager's shorts and pulled them down.

She was not sure what she had expected, but she was still surprised.

His cock was not of a monstrous size, but it was still impressive for someone his age. Ozai had technically been thicker, but she would not think about him. She had the impressive member of someone who cared right in front of her. And she had promised him a reward.

So she threw away his shorts and started to stroke him.

"Ohhh."

Kazon instantly became more alert as Ursa's gentle fingers began to grip him. She started her strokes slow and torturous, then she went quicker and somehow more torturous.

"Do you like this?" It was clearly his first time, and Ursa wanted it to be memorable.

"Y-yes. It's amazing," Kazon was able to say. His breath was shaky and excited. He had never felt anything like this before.

And Ursa wanted to do more. Kazon's eyes widened as he saw the older woman lower her head right above his member. She started with a lick along the shaft, sending electrical shocks of pleasure up Kazon's spine. He then saw her open her mouth wide.

She had his cock in her mouth. Taking full control.

His breaths got incredibly quiet as she began licking his member like a treat. Ursa started slow, preferring to rile Kazon up before moving into the main course. Her lips had an almost magical effect on the teenager that left him gripping the bedsides with such strength it seemed any second he'd either tear them to shreds or set them ablaze. After several slow and tantalizing licks, she engulfs his full member in her mouth, shooting a glance at Kazon's way just to see how he was reacting. He was somehow holding himself together, but he was at a limit. It was his first.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh."

She didn't need to ask if he was enjoying himself, based on the jerking of his hips and his constant moans he was. Greatly.

Taking his cock into her hand she began to bob up and down while massaging his balls bringing a new level of pleasure to the young outcast as she sought out which nerves needed stimulation to drive her younger partner towards an orgasm. Eventually, she felt his hand fall over her head, a clamp to keep her in place as she continued blowing him. When she rose his hand gently pushed her back down while his cock was pushed upwards.

"U-Ursa!"

At times she'd pull away just enough to lick the tip of his member. Her mouth was growing hotter by the second. And if it was even possible, Kazon was seemingly getting harder as well. Each move she made heightened his drive.

"Ursa!"

Kazon released.

His ropes of fluid shot out of the tip of his member, which was near Ursa's throat. A new line was shot out by the second, even when Ursa pulled away. she had swallowed some of it, but her mouth and chin were dripping with Kazon's semem.

"Did you like your reward?"

Kazon didn't know how was still coherent after so much ecstasy, but he managed.

"You would not believe how much."

Ursa smiled. After so many years without love in her now finished marriage, to be able to enjoy such intimacy and please a partner was a pride she never thought she would enjoy again.

And this was only the start.

"I hope you are not done Kazon. I still have more to give."

The simple way the word 'more' came out of Ursa's mouth was enough to energize him. His cock, which had been deflating slightly, was regaining its measure.

Kazon could only watch with baited eyes as Ursa prepared to mount him. Her hips were held just above his erect member, trying to get the position just right. Her hands fell on his chest to steady herself. Until finally, she had the angle right, and she was ready.

"Are you ready Kazon?"

"Does it matter?" The slightly dazed teenager replied. "I won't stop you, Ursa. In fact, I might just help you."

Chuckling softly, Ursa lowered herself onto Kazon's rod. She bit her lip as the rigid member began to penetrate her. But her screams came loose once the member was fully enveloped inside of her.

"Agni!" Kazon moaned/screamed out the name of the sun spirit as he felt his member was consumed by Ursa's womanly heat.

"I love this." She whispered adjusting to the feel of having his growth inside of her.

After years of abuse and harsh neglect, Ursa needed. Unrestrained passion and pleasure through the flesh.

Looking down at him she saw he had similar thoughts.

Reaching down and pushing a few strands of hair away from his face, Ursa moved her hips forward. She was the one with experience, and she would lead.

Almost a second later she felt his hands latch onto her hips. His grip worked to bring them closer together. "Just like that," She sighed, looking back down at her new young lover. Ursa's unrestricted moans of pleasure were music to Kazon's ears.

"I'm lucky to have a woman like you." He chuckled burying himself deeper into her hot and tight snatch. Ursa's inner walls responded by tightening around him, her hands locked his shoulders in a vice grip keeping him from moving, even though he had no intention to. As far as Kazon was concerned, the appearance of Ursa above him was enough to keep him stimulated. Her sweaty gleaming skin, her bouncing breasts, and her unrestrained cries and moans composed a sight he would not mind dying after witnessing

Ursa did most of the work in this session, bringing herself down driving his rod deeper and deeper. Likewise, he made sure to thrust as hard and as fast as he could when he saw the chance.

The pair's cries of utter bliss resounded through the cabin, and possibly in the forest. But neither of them cared. No people ever came out here. And even if they did, they would not care. Let everyone else be dammed, while these two enjoy their passions.

Passions that were about to reach a peak. Both of them were reaching their limit.

"KAZON!"

"URSA!"

His member cock within her snatch and her snatch exploded around his cock. All the strength the pair had vanished as it all rushed out during their respected mutual releases. A pile of white fluid connected them even as their climaxes ended.

Literally drained of all energy the two laid down flat against the bed, basking in the glow of the moon and the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Morning...

Ursa was roused from her sleep with ardent kisses across her body. Kazon's lips pressing lightly against her neck, those young hands roaming over every inch of her bared skin, particularly her breast. She felt the weight of his body and its accompanying warmth hovered over her own.

She felt his steady breath against her skin, on the tantalizing strokes of his skilled hands as he caressed and touched her body, on his lips closing around her ear lobe, nibbling ever so gently on the sensitive bit of flesh. Oh, it was good.

And so unbelievably erotic, every loving stroke and doting kiss making her breathing slower and hotter.

Her mouth parted seamlessly as he kissed her lips and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Still drowning in sensory bliss, her arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his shoulders, eagerly pressing every dip and curve of her body against the shape of his own. She let him explore her for the second time in a row — welcomed the tip of his tongue grazing across the roof of her mouth, sending pleasant shivers down her spine.

She couldn't resist smiling when his lips left hers. Eyelids fluttering open, she greeted those smoldering irises with sultry eyes. She cupped his cheek and brought him closer again, nuzzling his face as she left butterfly kisses across his sharp cheekbones, accepting the weight of his body and the evidence of his excitement resting on her abdomen.

"You couldn't wait for me to wake?"

"Why would I? I could do that work myself," Kazon retorted. And Ursa had felt him work indeed. She decided to return the favor. Her fingers reached beneath his chest.

She grinned when he gasped and groaned in response to her hand pumping up and down slowly — torturous in her strokes. A few more seconds of languorous petting and he stopped her when he gently placed a hand on her wrist.

The protest died in her tongue when their lips fused together again as he drugged her with slow and heavy kisses that left her feeling like the room had been spinning. It took a moment to regain her bearings — staring up at his pristine ceiling before a gasp tore itself from her throat.

He grinned up at her with wicked delight; his agile fingers steadily gripping the soft flesh at her thigh as his face disappeared between her legs. The momentary surprise had easily been replaced with a loud and desperate cry of his name as he teased her lower lips with the tip of his tongue, while his free hand paid special attention to the budding nub between her swollen and slick folds. Delightfully thumbing her clit, he smiled against his morning meal and didn't waste time taking what he could.

Fire and bliss hummed in her veins, placing her in a long yet slow ride full of sexual ecstasy. Oh, he was so good… That tongue was too talented and so wicked, as it probed and flattened itself against her inner walls, eliciting hisses and moans and writhing motions — struggling to free herself from such blissful torture, yet wanting more of it all the same.

Overcome, her hands subconsciously trailed towards his head, pale and dainty fingers sinking into locks of onyx black, silently urging him to do more; because it felt so good and so inexplicably euphoric. Hips began moving, undulating, slowly rocking and impaling herself even further into the tongue slithering around her pussy, lapping up her essence with obscene slurping.

"Kazon," she gasped breathlessly. "Why— Oh! Why are… you so— so good at this? Ah!"

Where had this come from? Just last night, she had taken the lead. Where had Kazon gained this confidence?

"I have... a compelling reason to be," Kazon answered as he continued his licks.

Ursa's insides convulsed as his fingers came around her hips and gripped her plump bottom — long fingers sinking into soft flesh. She no longer cared how Kazon changed. She just wanted him to keep at it.

He kept at his ministrations, inwardly proud of the way her damp thighs quivered. He grinned against her slick folds, and with each restrained gasp and escaped moan, he held by her scrumptious bottom. His palms squeezed her round and full cheeks.

He held her until she came undone — writhing and panting as she pressed his head closer and rode out her first orgasm. Kazon lifted his head, a line of fluids dripping from his chin.

"Was that good?"

Ursa smiled. "Yes. It was very good. Incredible."

Kazon returned the smile, pleased that he had been able to please the woman who had been so good to him. He wanted to please her even more now.

Gaze unwavering, he pulled away from her the tiniest bit and took hold of his cock, giving himself some much-needed strokes — an action that wasn't lost on Ursa as she stared at that girth preparing to slide inside her tight warmth.

She was ready for him, so wet and unbelievably slick. Parting her folds slightly with her own hand, she helped the weeping head of his cock slip past her lower lips.

Her eyes snapped shut as the rest of her mind honed in on a single sensation. The feel of him sliding into her bit by bit was a strange combination of good and slightly uncomfortable. She could feel her inner walls expanding — adjusting around his girth as he took his time sliding inside her.

"Are you alright?" Kazon asked with slight uncertainty. it was his first time doing this with anyone. And he wanted to do it right for Ursa.

She appreciated his efforts in making her comfortable. His hands sliding from her abdomen to her breasts, kneading the mounds and teasing her nipples as he left kisses on her neck. Seconds passed, maybe a couple, before her body completely relaxed and she was reduced into a softly mewling mess underneath him. Now all she could think about was his throbbing cock inside her, while her walls had a pleasant time tightening around the appendage — now glad for the intrusion.

"Ursa… I—"

"Move." Was the only word she could utter before surrendering into another hot kiss.

He groaned into her mouth and pushed his way in smoothly, grateful for the absence of obstruction. Breaking the kiss, she buried her face into the crook of his neck and whimpered as he began rocking his hips in a newfound rhythm, pulling out halfway before burying himself inside her again. Her hot breath and keening moans in his ear were encouragements for him to keep pushing them both to the edge of ecstasy. With each firm and steady thrust, she sighed and gasped and moaned, crying out her arousal, letting him hear her satisfaction, her pleasure.

Because he was just so good. Slipping in and out of her like that, her slick wetness aiding seamless movement. She had never been intimate like this before. And she loved it.

"Oh yes… I want you. Yes, Kazon! Oh, you're so good… I— More… More… Harder, please. Kazon…"

He loved it. Loved hearing his name spill from her lips in utter bliss. With her fingernails leaving crescent marks on his back, her legs wrapped around his waist, the heels of her feet pressing into his knees — urging him to burrow further into her tight wet warmth; just begging for him to pound her into the bed until reason gave way to instinct. She felt nothing but the need to feel a release and reach completion inside her.

So he complied with her request — not bothering to take his time when all he wanted was to plunge into this delectable heat. It was what she wanted after all. They both did.

And she cried out her appreciation as the pace quickened, and as he pounded her with urgency — so fast and intense as they both indulged in roughly satiating their desires. She bucked her hips in time with his, producing a rhythm all their own. So tight around him, so hot and moist. And it was so damn good.

"Kazon, yes! Ah!"

"You like that, Ursa?" He growled, pace unwavering.

"Aahhhh! Kazon, I— Oooohhhhh, yes. Yes. Oh, you're so good. So… good. Ohhhh!"

Pleased with her response, he shifted his weight backward, bringing her with him. He buried his face into her chest as she sank on his hard and throbbing cock. His hands busied themselves with groping her behind, watching with a perverse grin as his fingers sunk into fleshy globes.

Too far gone in the throes of mind-numbing pleasure, she simply threw her head back and wailed her satisfaction for her new lover to hear. She wanted him to know that she felt this good because of him. That his efforts were working. She wanted him to know how much she was enjoying herself as he rocked his hips and thrust into her with energetic motions.

He rasped into her ear, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her erogenous spots. "So tight… Ugh… it's so hot."

Growling, he held her hips in a tight grip, guiding her as she gyrated her hips in sync with his frenzied motions. The smacking and squelching of their bodies coming together time after time after time only served to excite them both. It was scandalous, for a variety of reasons.

Not only was Kazon less than half of Ursa's age, but she was once a princess. And she was being pounded by a younger commoner. A peasant son of a traitor. He was a criminal enjoying the pleasures of royal flesh.

But Kazon didn't know. And if he did, why would they care? She certainly didn't.

"Mmmm… Oh god yes! Kazon~ You're so… So hard… and— And so… Mmmh… So good. Ooohhhh. It's— Oh yes… Yes… Yes~ Kazon!"

The feel of him just burrowing and plowing into her was finally enough to send her over the edge. White spots in her vision, she closed her eyes tight as her body shuddered in response to such a strong orgasm. Stilling her motions and stiffening against him, she held on tighter as indescribably rapturous sensations wracked every nerve in her body.

All sense of touch zeroed in on the feeling of him ejaculating inside her. His face contorted; a loud and long and drawn out moan left his mouth as rope after rope of semen splattered in the back of her snatch…

It felt so good and so hot. A room that had previously been chilly was now practically a sauna, with heat and steam emanating from the two conjoined inhabitants.

Ursa's inner walls tightening around him so much, milking his cock for all it was worth until he completely emptied his contents inside of her. She took every. Last. Drop.

Ursa was the first to fall — limp and exhausted — onto the bed and its sweat-soaked sheets when the last wave of pleasure ebbed away. Completely spent, Kazon followed soon after and collapsed beside atop of her, his head buried snuggly in her chest.

"This might be the best morning I've ever had."

Ursa laughed. She laughed freely and joyfully. It had been so long since she had felt physically loved.

"What now?"

Ursa held Kazon's head, which was still sandwiched against her breasts. She stroked his hair as she answered.

"I can stay. If you like."

"For how long?"

"A few days, perhaps," Ursa answered nonchalantly. "The village will still be standing then. Maybe a week?"

Kazon climbed upward, his chest now pressing on Ursa's. He gave her a heated but short kiss.

"Weeks?"

Kazon was a firebender, so he had woken her once the sun was strong in the sky. It was only a little after dawn, which meant that they could stay in bed for a few more hours.

"Weeks," Ursa agreed, giving Kazon another heated but much longer kiss.

They would be in bed until past noon.

Well, there's that. Now I just have one question for al of you guys.

I said at the start that this story would be a three-shot. But I have recently thought of maybe making it a four-shot. I think I might be able to stretch a bit of the 'plot' and make it last four chapters. But what do you guys think? Does that sound like too much?

Anyway, please leave reviews, and I will see you all next time.

Later!