Turning Up The Heat
Zutara Week 2013
Day 1: Calor
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
AN: This first prompt follows my previous Zutara Week stories entitled Looking At You, Trying To Spy, (ZW2011) and Breaking Down Barriers (ZW2012). I hope you enjoy the fourth installment.
WARNING: Some sexuality and language.

-~ZxK~-
Previously

He grabbed her by the shoulders pulled her to him and kissed her. Not a shy tentative kiss, but a deep passionate one. After the shock wore off, Katara tangled her fingers in his hair and kissed him back.

-~ZxK~-

Oh Spirits! Is this right? Think Katara, this is Zuko. The banished prince of the Fire Nation. The fire lord's son.

Stop kissing him. Push him away right now. Just—pull him closer, do not let him go.

Katara knows that she should be running through the reasons to stop kissing him, but none come to mind. The only thing running through her head is to do whatever it takes to keep Zuko kissing her.

She is freaking out. Because, for Zuko to continue to kiss her she must keep him interested and for that to happen she needs to kiss him back. Katara had only ever kissed Aang and that should not even count since it was only a peck. So, she has no idea to do. Hmm… maybe try to mimic Zuko's actions?

Katara open her mouth slightly to lick his lips like he has done to hers.

Holy… Did Zuko just growl?

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Oh Shit. Katara is going to water bend his ass back to the fire nation. Zuko cannot believe he could be so stupid as to kiss her. Welp, if she is going to kick his ass he might as well get the most out of this kiss.

Slowly Zuko runs his tongue against her soft bottom lip. He opens his mouth wider to worry her lip between his teeth when Katara snaps out of her shock.

Zuko braces himself for the worst but surprisingly Katara runs her tongue against his lips.

He lets out a growl and does not stop to think as he dives back in. Wrapping his left arm around Katara's back to her left side tugging her closer. Right hand coming up to cup the back of her neck as he plunges deeper into the warm depths of her mouth.

Once forced to let in much needed air, Zuko trails his mouth across her jaw and down her smooth neck, breathing her in. The scent, taste, and sight of Katara causes him to lose whatever control he had left.

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Katara's head falls back as Zuko moves his lips down her neck. Not sure exactly what he is doing with his mouth, but not intending to stop him to find out.

It feels amazing. She thinks as her fingers twist in his hair and tug. She feels like a woman; sexy and sensual yet safe and warm. Very warm. It feels like her skin is burning. Katara relaxes against his body.

Zuko must find this encouraging and grabs her tighter. Her eyes close and she loses herself in the feeling of his mouth on her neck. Then sliding lower to nibble on her collar bone.

The burning is uncomfortable now and Katara lifts her head up to tell Zuko.

"Zuko you in there? I want a late-night snack and need you to light the fire," yells Sokka from the other side of Zuko's door.

Zuko pulls back from her quickly.

"What Sokka?" Zuko replied, face getting a pinkish hue.

Sokka barges in and looks over them. Katara attempts to compose herself. Hoping she does not look like she just received the best kiss of her life.

"What were you two doing?"

"N-Nothing." She stammers keeping her gaze firmly on Sokka.

"Are you sure? You look like you guys have been fighting… again. And do not try to deny it the evidence is clear. I mean how else would Zuko burn your shirt."

Katara frowns and pulls at her shirt. Sure, enough there is a hand sized burn mark on the left side of her shirt.

"Now that your done fighting I need Zuko. Come 'on let's go."

Katara heads to the door as well, blush rising on her cheeks.

She leaves Zuko's room so distracted she does not even argue with Sokka for ordering her around.

Well, that explains the heat.