The ground was hard and dirty, so there had to be a sort of blanket made out of their clothes. The pile was fairly large, and it helped the two of them have a good area to lay down in.

Of course, they were doing more than just laying down.

Legs tangled together, arms wrapped around each other's nudity, Kazon and Ying passionately kissed while tumbling together on the clothes pile. While their tongues danced in each other's mouth, Ying's fingers ruffled his hair while Kazon's palms groped her bottom cheeks.

Kazon, having taken in a larger amount of the flower's scent, decided to advance.

His mouth left Ying, leaving hot breaths as he lowered to her neck. Leaving bites and hot breaths, Kazon dropped further until his tongue was on her right breast.

"Kazon..." Ying breathlessly whispered as the younger firebender began to bite down on her nipple. One hand leaving her ass to grope the other breasts, play with it. One nipple continued to be bitten with the other was squeezed and fondled in Kazon's brown hand.

But Kazon still wasn't satisfied. He wanted to do more. Give Ying more.

"I can't wait for another second to taste you," he said roughly, and then bent, shoving his head between her slender thighs. Ying grabbed hold of the stair railing with one hand, her other hand slamming into the wall palm first, her nails digging into the fresh white plaster.

Her head went back on the stair, the risers digging into her back painfully. She didn't care one bit. Not one damned bit, as Kazon's tongue, parted her wet flesh, sliding flatly along her clit with a teasing stroke. Then he pushed her lips open to him, kissing her flesh, sucking at her.

"Kazon..."

He flicked his tongue across her clit again, a groan leaving him as he wrapped his arms around her thighs. Ying sighed, staring up at the dark ceiling of the cave, at the light coming off the crystals. She lost herself in the feel of his mouth on her, wondering why she had ever wanted to avoid him. Now she had her legs wrapped around his head, intent on getting him closer.

She wanted him. She had wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone before...

Her hand buried in Kazon's hair as he slowly, fiercely brought her to a gasping and sweet orgasm right there on their clothes. She felt his fingers inside of her, easing gently in and out of her, letting her come down slowly. He lifted his head, his wet lips open.

Moist and dripping, Kazon felt that Ying was ready for what he wanted to do now.

Grabbing Ying by her hips, Kazon stroked his member a few times before aligning it with her entrance. But despite his forced lust, Kazon still had enough clarity of mind to make sure this was consensual.

"Are you ready Ying? Do you want this?"

A part of Ying was nervous. She had done this with Than before, but that had been a long time ago. She could hardly remember that right now. All she knew was that Kazon's thick and lengthy cock was about to enter her. There was a chance it might hurt. And in the back of her mind, a small part of her was screaming that she would regret letting a young teenager from an enemy nation fuck her.

He had asked her if she was ready, his fingers now situated comfortably between her thighs, teasing her opening again and daubing in slick wetness that she couldn't seem to control.

Yes, she was ready… She was practically leaking at this point, and only a little embarrassed to admit that she was actually impatient for the main event. She wanted to know what everyone raved about — to find out what was so good about it. She'd had her taste, but his kisses and his actions promised more.

When she nodded her assent, he cupped her jaw briefly and kissed her lips — tongues tangling in a dance, unrushed but heavy.

She could feel him rubbing himself against her entrance, coating the shaft in her wetness and his precum. He pried her thighs apart a little more, adjusting their positions before he coaxed her to rise a little. This was really it. Oh god, he was going to put it in her. Could she?

He whispered for her to relax as he guided himself in. As soon as the head parted her folds and slipped inside, her body immediately shuddered, clenched around him, and she heard herself whine. Slowly, slowly, his hands on her hips served as her guide. Foreheads pressed together, he leaned in close from time to time to steal a peck before they continued their personal ritual.

Inch by inch, he slipped in and endured the terrible temptation of sheathing himself in her tight wet heat. Her body undulated and clenched around him, and she couldn't stop herself from sighing with utter relief and pleasure.

She just...felt so full. And she'd actually done it — taken his entire length until their hips were pressed together. Delicious pressure release.

"I'm going to move," he stated. But there was a slight shake and some concern in his eyes — a sentiment that was a bit of contradiction to the way their bodies were joined.

She listened to his hard breathing and his own stifled moans and barely managed a nod. And when he did, oh spirits…

His hands stayed on her hips and she moved along with him, meeting every gentle thrust, every delicate brush. She ground herself onto him, finding her rhythm.

So far gone into the motion, she barely noticed him leaning back until he was lying down underneath her, barely heard him offering the reins of sex to her. He asked her if she wanted to ride him, and somewhere somehow, her body had encouraged her to step up to the challenge. She kept her pace steady and slow, but deliberate, impaling herself on his cock again and again — grinding against him each time she came down.

She kept at it and pushed for more… Just a little more, even if her knees were starting to feel strain. On her umpteenth hump, his hands told her to settle and relax, to sit on top of him.

He reached up and indulged her in a heady kiss, his own fingers twirling locks of dark hair between them. She praised his efforts, told him that he did great. In response, he grinned at her and moved, spelling her name secretly with his hips. It was a lovely rotating motion that came as a surprise — his proud moment of sexual innovation.

The full feeling inside her, coupled with the tight fit, and his cock rubbing and grinding against the right places, they both keened and begged each other for more.

The coil in her stomach curled tighter and tighter until her body seized and an overpowering shudder of indescribable pleasure rippled through her.

"Ahhh!" She couldn't stop that gasp, that brief cry of pleasure as her body tightened around him. "Wow~"

Her breasts felt wet and hot, and she looked down in time to see him suckling on them, tongue around one of her nipples. "You liked that, huh?"

She… Oh spirits, she could barely think… Was that how it felt to climax? Wasn't he supposed to be climaxing too? She had recovered some of her thoughts enough to make the assessment that he was still so hard inside of her, still throbbing with need and…

"Did you..."

He smirked and kissed the other breast he cupped in his hand. "Not yet. What is it?"

His hips shifted and his cock poked her sensitive pussy enough to elicit a reaction. With flushed cheeks and sweat on her brows, she leaned on him further and moved her hips — the sign that should have clued him into what she was going to ask for.

One word. "More..." Swallowing hard, soft lips lingered on his ear and whispered, "More, Kazon, please. Harder."

As the lady wanted. Kazon wouldn't deny…

"Aahhh~ Yes!"

With a speed that her sex-addled brain could barely comprehend, Kazon laid her on her side, but one of her legs over his shoulder and went down. Hard, fast, blissfully glorious. She could feel every inch of him sliding in and out of her with surety. He pounded into her and it felt so damn good. Their sighs, grunts, growls, and moans mingled together.

Eventually, Ying found herself burying her face in her hat as she fully laid on her stomach with her hips raised, and with Kazon still plowing into her until her legs felt like jelly and all she could think about was his cock and how erotic this entire experience was. She just wanted more. More sex. More pleasure.

It lasted too long, but still felt too short at the same time — a contrasting enigma she didn't have the mental energy to ponder on.

Another orgasm. But neither of them was satisfied yet. So Ying changed it up.

She pushed Kazon on his back. This time, she was one top. And Kazon had no problem with that.

Ying let out an odd combination of a relieved sigh and pleasured moan as she slowly dropped her hips down to meet Kazon's own, the older woman wincing a bit as she felt herself be filled more than she'd ever been used to, finally letting out a winded grunt as the younger firebender bottomed out inside of her.

"Ah! Yes!" She groaned in a mix that could only be called pleasured pain.

Kazon sighed in contentment, the pressure from her warm depths clamping down around his dick. Kazon reached up to grab her tits again, gently massaging the large fleshy orbs, he attempted vainly to jerk his hips up.

"Ying" He pleaded. "This feels too good!"

Ying chuckled, looking down at the younger man and raising a hand up. She nodded

With that, she gently pressed both of her hands on Kazon's chest to better keep herself level and slowly, agonizingly slowly as far as Kazon was concerned, lifted her hips up until just the tip of his member was still in her folds.

Then, without warning, she slammed her hips back down, drawing a happy moan from Ying as she was filled again, and a slightly pained groan from Kazon as his hips hit the ground under the clothes. Of course, the feeling of being wrapped up tight in Ying's dripping hot snatch again ensured he wasn't going to complain.

Ying would then repeat the motion, the sounds of both lover's hips meeting each other clapping faster and faster as she gradually picked up speed. Her breasts bounced wildly all the while, nearly hypnotizing Kazon as he stared at her glorious orbs.

"You…you know…" Ying panted out as she looked at the younger trainer below her, "you're free to play with them if you…oooh!" anything else she had to say was cut off as Kazon rose up, wrapping his arms around her bareback to better help him up, and began nuzzling Ying's tits as best as he could, alternating between sucking, licking, and rubbing as he went. His hands alternated between rubbing her back and her ass and playing with her chest.

"Yes! Just like that Kazon! You know how to make me feel good, don't you? Oh yes…Oh yes!" Anything else she had to say fell into babbling and moaning.

The cave was filled with countless sounds at this point, from Ying's moans, Kazon slurping and sucking at her firm breasts, and the slapping of their hips meeting one another now reaching a speed that made their fucking sound more like a fast clap.

Unfortunately, Kazon's inexperience was catching up with, combined with the mixture of sounds, smells, and sensations were causing a familiar clenching feeling in his sack to build.

"Ying! Ying!" He yelled as best as he could between Jessie's soft yet firm mounds. "I'm coming!"

Ying, who was nearing her own release by this point, looked down at the younger lover with concern. "Wait! I'm not there yet Kazon! Try to...!"

She was cut off as she heard Kazon let out a long groan and a familiar warmth filled her depths, causing her eye to roll back in pleasure. "Ooooh fuck!"

Ying, who did not reach her orgasm, was annoyed. "Kazon, I was hoping for us- Oh!"

She was cut off when Kazon, eyes filled with determination, went back to their first position. With his above Ying, her breasts pressing on his chest. He was ashamed of his error, and he wanted to fix it.

"I need to make it up to you."

"Kazon, wait! I need- AH!"

Kazon, without a word and his face expressing grim determination, began thrusting wildly into Ying's depths, each thrust came quicker than Ying had been going before and was hard enough to cause the older woman's tits to jump upward.

Ying herself could do nothing but shriek in pleasure as Kazon hammered away at her, her long olive legs wrapping around the younger trainer and ensuring his every thrust would be shorter and quicker.

"Yes! Kazon, don't stop! Keep going!"

Kazon, still sensitive from his own orgasm minutes before, quickly followed suit. His member expanded slightly before firing off one last stream of his seed into her depths, mixing with the sloppy mess beginning to leak out between them.

The two trainers found themselves collapsed in a sweaty, panting mess, limbs numb, brains idle, but generally feeling more content than when they had in a long time. With no small amount of effort, Kazon lifted himself up and looked Ying in the eye with a satisfied grin.

"How was that?"

Ying, smiling softly as she played with his hair, left a chaste kiss on his lips.

"Good. But we're not done."

As their limbs happily tangled together ad their lips smashed together again, Kazon could tell that they certainly weren't.

Hours Later

Ying felt a little groggy when she woke up. She didn't exactly know where she was or what had occurred when her eyes first open. Her legs felt a little sore, and so did her throat for some reason. And she was also... chilly?

Opening her eyes fully and looking down at herself, Ying saw that she was completely naked. And lying down on a pile of what seemed to be her clothes. As well as the second pair of red clothes that looked.. familiar.

Turning over, Ying saw who those clothes belonged to. The same young man she had to travel with. The one she would have preferred to avoid. The one that was just as naked on the ground as she was.

"What's going... on?"

Ying's eyes widened as memories flooded her. Memories of heat and lust that had spiraled out of her control. Memories of actions she took without any control.

Quickly standing up, Ying tried to cover herself with her clothes. But they were wet. And sticky. And they reminded her...

Dropping the clothes, Ying quickly searched for her bag. She found it a few feet away, laid on the floor. Rushing to it, she dug her hand inside, trying to find new clothes.

"Ying, wait. Shouldn't we-?"

"What? What should we do Kazon?" Turning around in frustration and embarrassment, she didn't care that her tits jiggled when she moved. She only saw the way that his cock began to rise up when they did. His prepubescent, immature, thick, long...

Shaking her head and pushing Kazon away, Ying pulled out a new skirt and shirt.

"This never happened Kazon. The flowers made us stupid?"

"Stupid?" Kazon's voice as he asked was... hurt. Maybe disappointed. Ying felt something at it, but she didn't want it.

"Yes. Stupid. In so many ways," Ying said as she began to walk away from him. "Get clothes and start walking. Once we find an exit, this will all be over."

It was stupid. It was. She was a woman, and he was a child. A fire nation child she shouldn't even be interacting with.

A child that gave her such pleasurable, intense, complete...

"Stop wasting time."

Kazon, for his own part, was upset. He knew that last night (was it last night?) had been an incident caused by the flowers. Ying didn't even seem to like him all that much, so she certainly wouldn't do anything like that with him if she could help it. Still, it had felt good.

Not just for him. He had thought it had felt good for her too. But maybe he was wrong. Still, he had hoped that... maybe she... perhaps...

He had hoped.

And this is where I will stop for now. Like I said, I plan to do four chapters for this story right now. So there is at least two more coming.

Kazon and Ying's first intoxicated liaison is complete, and both of them will have to deal with the repercussions. Neither of them intended to do what they just did, and Ying especially did not want to do with Kazon. Now it's time to see how she deals with the aftermath of their body sharing.

That ought to be interesting. We'll see how it gets worked out in the next chapter.

Anyway, let me know what you think in the reviews, and I will see you all next time.

Bye!