The Painted Lady & The Avatar:
Katara - 18 / Aang - 17 / A few minutes after destroying that factory...
She groaned as he pushed her against the stone boulder, her back arching into his bare upper body while his hand travelled up her smooth naked arms, grazing over the red paint as she gasped when his lips nipped at the soft spot just below her ear.
"Aang," she gasped again, her fingers entangling themselves in his chestnut hair when he began lightly sucking, now practically abusing all the soft spots on her neck he had mapped out during their time at the dance party.
"You look so sexy in this costume," Aang whispered huskily, his hot breath causing her to shiver pleasantly when it landed on the now wet and abused spots on her neck. "I just couldn't help myself."
"I'm... I'm not," she struggled to form a cohesive sentence when his calloused hands trailed down her sides, feeling all her developing curves lustfully while he targeted the susceptible skin along her collarbone; darting his tongue out to taste her sweet and salty skin, the perfect mixture. "I'm not exactly... Ohh Aang..." she moaned mid-sentence when he began sucking on her collarbone and further down her chest - he wasn't being his usual gentle self, and she loved it. "I'm not complaining," she hurriedly huffed out before letting out a gasp that turned into a low moan when he squeezed her plump, ass cheeks roughly through her Painted Lady clothing, which was particularly thin and soft. "Ohh Spirts, Aang. What's gotten into you?"
"I don't know," he answered, growling by her ear when he squeezed her ass cheeks again - the thin and soft fabric meant he could feel her smooth skin underneath easily, which only made him squeeze harder once again. He returned to kissing her neck as he pushed her against the stone boulder harder, his hands now cupping her thighs and hooking them around his hips, thus causing him to press harder against her which caused the both of them to groan. "Just... something about seeing you in red... it turns me on."
"Aang," Katara whimpered, tugging at his hair while she continued to massage his back muscles - she absolutely loved the way he talked to her, about her, and what she does to him when he's in this lust-filled state of mind.
"You have no idea how hard it is for me to control myself when you wear clothes like this," the maroon cloak she was wearing had already been discarded, and with that said, Aang pulled down the shoulder strap of her red top, kissing her shoulder roughly while she tugged at his hair harder, indicating that his attention was needed upstairs.
Luckily for her, he got the message as he trailed soft kisses up her neck, and along her jaw before she smashed her lips against his, sighing when their tongues clashed. He let out a low moan as he drank her in, she tasted like sweet moon-peaches topped with a delicious custard; not too strong, just the right amount of sweetness, just enough to get high on in the moment.
Sighing when they pulled away, Katara responded to his declaration as she began kissing his neck while grinding against him roughly. "And you have no idea how wet I get when you purposefully take off your shirt in my presence."
Aang chuckled in response, "Well, if it becomes an issue, all you have to do is ask nicely, 'Tara, and I'll fix it for you."
Smirking against his neck, Katara trailed her hand down his chest, admiring his pecks and multiple abs for a minute before she roughly grabbed his cock and began stroking him. "Is this 'nicely' enough for you?" she asked innocently, her calm tone and puppy-dog eyes completely contradicting what her hand was doing.
"Spirits Katara!" Aang gasped, closing his eyes shut and hanging his head back as he moaned at her actions, the feeling of her rubbing him through his brown trousers wasn't foreign at all; she was naturally assertive, and when Aang annoyed her enough, she always got her revenge in the best of ways...
Amused and proud of her hold on him, both literally and figuratively, Katara ripped his trousers off him and grabbed his face, dragging it back down to her seeking lips which met her own. She sighed into the kiss and felt her lower bindings beginning to soak. She wanted to remove the remainder of her clothing badly - Aang had the same idea as he slid off her red top and upper bindings, thus leaving her upper body completely bare and willing for him to worship.
And worship it he did.
Groaning at the sight of her perfect caramel globes coming into view, her pink erect nipples enticing him to take what he wanted, Aang growled as he pawed her left breast, groping it for a moment before he brought his mouth towards it. When his tongue traced the outline of her nipple, purposefully and teasingly avoiding the erect peak, Katara huffed in annoyance and wrapped her hand in his hair again, pushing him down to where she wanted him and sighing in bliss when his mouth completely engulfed her nipple.
"Ohhh... oh spirits! So good," Katara declared, her moans lengthening when his other hand began grappling with her right breast, kneading the supple flesh while also running his thumb slowly over her erect nipple. "Fuck Aang. I missed this."
"Mmmmm Katara," Aang moaned against her breast, shifting his head to begin sucking on her right breast now, applying even more pressure as he drew out her peak and released it, thus making a plop sound which turned her on even more.
She loved how he worshipped and played with her body, treating it and her like it was a masterpiece worth admiring while also having fun while doing so. She felt the same way about him, so the feeling was mutual.
Growing impatient now, Aang's free hands began undoing her leggings and lower bindings while he moved to kiss her stomach, planting chaste kisses around her hip bones which he recently discovered were sensitive.
"Aang, hurry up. I need you inside me," when it became clear to Aang that Katara was just as impatient, he hurried his efforts and succeeded as he stood tall after having undone her lower bindings.
Katara immediately attacked his lips when they came into view as she launched herself at him, her legs wrapping around his mid-section while one of his held her close by wrapping itself around the small of her back, while the other held her up by her ass cheek.
When bis erect cock brushed against her wet opening , they both moaned into the kiss, revelling the pleasure they were receiving while growing even further impatient.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Katara asked, annoyed, grinding her hips against his while he closed his eyes and groaned. "Aang. Fuck me already, will you."
He hadn't told her yet, but he would find it extremely hot when he'd get her to the point of swearing so openly during their sessions. Though Katara didn't use profanity, she was a passionate and fiery woman. So, when she was immensely passionate about something, her restrictions on such language would naturally loosen. And so far, there hadn't been one moment yet, of which they either made out, did each other favours or had sex, in which she didn't swear.
Reaching his limit, the airbender pushed her against the stone boulder behind her as lined his manhood with her womanhood, allowing her to slide down and moaning loudly at the sensation.
"Spirits! I forgot how wet you get," Aang admitted, groaning as he felt her pulsing around him when he fully sheathed himself in her.
Not wanting to wait another second, Katara began rocking their hips back and forth achingly slowly, thus causing the both of them to moan. "C'mon Aang. Move with me. Please!"
Needing no further convincing, Aang began thrusting inside her, slowly but with strength. He pushed her flush against the stone boulder, causing their bodies to collide as her firm and supple tits pressed against his hard chest, thus causing him to groan and her to sigh in relief as they moved roughly against the other.
"Faster," she ordered, moaning aloud when he obliged and drove into her with even more strength and speed; his appendage sliding in and out of her deliciously wet and tight cavern with ease while he hit all her right spots. "Oh! Fuck Aang! You f-feel so g-good inside!"
Picking up his face further, Aang noticed how Katara's moans and cries of approval were reaching dangerous volume levels, and he kissed her to keep her from waking the others up; the last thing he needed was a grumpy lemur, irritated sky bison, angry earthbender and enraged watertribe warrior trying to cut his dick off to deal with. When he delved in harder, cupped her left breast and began pinching her nipple, she could feel herself getting closer.
"Aang! I can't - I'm gonna - Ohhhh - too good -" he cut her off again, kissing her, swirling his tongue inside her to silent her cry of release when he felt her walls clamp around him.
"Mhmmmm," she moaned as she rode out her orgasm, still grinding against him to achieve as much pleasure as she could.
Her sweet nectar flooded his cock as he pulled out of her and laid them down onto the grassy grounds. Now laying on her back, Aang allowed her a few moments to regain her breath and sense of self. He admired her for a while, gliding his eyes across the red lines painted around her face, arms and neck. He wasn't wrong as he felt himself harden further; something about her in red seemed so sexy to him. As he began kissing her neck and collarbone. When she came down from her high, feeling Aang's kisses grow in intensity as they approached her breasts, she felt the familiar fire settling between her legs again as she groaned.
"I can smell your sex in the air, Katara," Aang pointed out, trailing downstairs, thus breaching her lower lips again as he stated. "And now I can't continue without a taste."
Without hesitation, she entangled her fingers in his locks once again when she felt his tongue thrashing around inside her, abusing all the spots his dick had just amazingly pressed up against as she moaned.
"Spirits! Aang!" Katara cried, highly turned on by the sounds he was making down there; a man famished who was drinking and eating out the sweetest and tastiest of nectars as he continued mercilessly. "Yes! You're amazing!"
She tried to keep him at bay, and he remained for a while, but tasting her hadn't relieved the now painful pressure built up around his crotch, and he desperately needed a release. Sighing in bliss, Aang trailed soft kisses up her body, from her thighs to her stomach, to her breast and back to her lips as she moaned into the kiss, now furthermore turned on after tasting how much she had enjoyed herself on his lips and tongue.
"Take me," she mumbled against his lips. "Take me again, and take me good Avatar."
Desperate to achieve his release and to please his girlfriend, Aang pushed in roughly, sliding in quickly as he felt that somehow she was tighter now.
"Oh fuck. I love you, Katara," Aang declared as he thrusted in again earnestly, causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head as she clawed at his back. Her hot, and slick walls pressing against him, and her nails now scaring him as if he were a scratching pole while she bit his shoulder - the combined actions caused him to moan as he thrusted even harder into her, thus hitting a spot that caused the breath to be knocked out of her system.
"Oh! Yes! Right there Aang! Keep pounding there!" She screamed, unaware that her volume was once again rising, though neither did Aang this time as he found that the pleasure he was receiving from her was all he cared for in the current moment. Her legs wrapped around him, her thick thighs locking him in place as his hand moved up to grope her breast while the other cupped her ass, squeezing hard.
"I love you Aang," Katara stated, clinging to him for dear life as she felt her second release arriving. When his mouth travelled downstairs and bit down on her nipple, she gasped in surprise while rocking her hips against his, moving with him, feeling like she was floating despite his hard body pressing her down. "I love you so much."
"Katara," Aang sighed, quickening his pace as he chased his own climax while helping her catch her own. "My Katara."
"Take me like I'm yours," she ordered, biting on his shoulder once again when he tried something new.
Feeling bold, Aang utilised some subtle airbending to further quicken his pace.
"Ohhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Spirits! Fuck me!"
Her reaction was immediate, and judging by Katara's moans now, he understood that his airbending had likely heightened his thrusts to reach inhumane levels as she climaxed almost immediately. "Aang! I'm cumming! Fuck! I'm cumming again!"
When her tangy juices burst against his shaft and ran down it, dripping off his balls as he continued thrusting, he reached his climax too; her heat, her wetness, and her delicious sounds too arousing to resist. "Oh Katara!"
Physically exhausted, Aang leaned down and rested his head in the crook of her neck while she lazily ran her fingers through his hair. Her lips grazed his forehead as he sighed. Finally having regained his breath, Aang stared up at her cautiously, worried.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, concerned for her wellbeing while she lazily smiled at him. "I kinda went overboard there in the end."
"It did kinda hurt," Katara confirmed, smiling when she had to lift Aang's chin so she could reassure him when his face fell. "It was the good kind of hurt. It felt..." she blushed, "it felt really, really good."
Recognising the earnest look in her eyes, Aang sighed as he closed his eyes and laid on his back; flipping them over to have her resting atop him, having her bosom pressed up against him while she snuggled closer to him.
"Well good," he replied, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, cause I know I certainly did."
As Katara hummed in agreement, already half asleep due to their exhaustion, Aang earthbent a tent around them so they wouldn't have to sleep out in the open, naked - which could result in them catching a cold again.
"I love you, sweetie," Aang cooed, snuggling deeper into her hair as she mumbled incoherently, the both of them sound asleep, content and satisfied in mere seconds.
"L-love you t-oo..."