A/N:
Guest: Yeah, I will write more smut. And I'm glad you like it.
Ashley Barbosa: Yep, that's the idea; one smutty right after an angsty one ;) Yeah, i've read similar prompts, its where I got the idea from. But this one is original for the most part.
TayBone2305: Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy reading them. To be honest, I usually only come up with these when I'm horny or have been reading smutty fics. Either that, or I get bored at 3am while scrolling through instagram and an idea just passes my mind lol. Yep, I agree with you there, Gaang to do look smoking in their Fire Nation outfits, and Kataang smut is much more personal I feel - it feels like a connection between two close individuals rather than mindless fucking (most of the time). Yeah, i thought I'd add some bending into this, there's some here as well btw. Looking forward to your next review lol. Stay safe bud!
The Ember Island Sounds
Aang – 17 / Katara – 18 / On a beach on Ember Island
Her movements were imperfect when contrasted to her usual strikes; graceful and deadly attacks now becoming erratic and destructive, holding no semblance of form, control or flow. It was a coping mechanism for her: waterbending – when she didn't want to talk or deal with her feelings and issues through rational thought, her native element was a safe haven for her. It was healthy, no however, it felt like anything but, because she wasn't dealing with her feelings or her issues, she was instead running from them.
The chilly breeze of the beach approached her, her hair swaying along with it as it passed her by, touching her harshly as she shivered since she was only in her white bindings. Her previous insecurities were still lingering in her mind; fears and thoughts regarding the messages 'The Boy in the Iceberg' conveyed to her causing an inner turmoil like no other. She understood that she was likely being over dramatic, it was just a play after all. However, the completely botched, unreliable and fabricated events that occurred in that play had baffled her to the point where she allowed all her insecurities and negative emotions to take hold, leading her to doubt everyone and everything. Though, one person in particular crossed her mind.
She was pulled away from her thoughts when tattooed arms glided across her mid riff, wrapping themselves around her taut stomach from behind while a warm, bare, upper body pressed against her, soft lips presenting equally soft kisses along the nape of her regal neck. Realising immediately who it was, Katara sighed in bliss, instantly relaxing as she melted into her boyfriend's arms, momentarily forgetting about their fight earlier. Leaning her head back to afford him more room to work with, she gasped slightly when she felt his warm, calloused hands caressing her thighs through her wraps before they landed on her hip bones, a particular area that was sensitive when paid attention to.
Although she certainly hadn't expected this; thinking he would likely allow her the night to cool off and resume their talk tomorrow morning as she had regretfully and half-heartedly requested, the waterbender couldn't help but feel relieved that he had chosen not to listen to her this one time. Spending an entire night mulling over her insecurities and fears without him holding her, listening to her, and reassuring her would've been torture. And she was lucky her boyfriend knew her well enough to recognise that once she had cooled down and mulled over the situation, she likely wouldn't want to be away from him any longer than she had to. She, in fact, had decided about an hour ago to go find him to apologise, afterwards they could talk and get back to how they were before. However, her pride stopped her – she used to cherish her pride, but in situations like these, she hated it. It made her feel stupid and shallow when she approached the situation from a different perspective, realising she was holding herself back from spending time with the boy she loved simply because she thought he'd judge her or look at her differently – forgetting in that mindset, that he was the one person who never judged her. She was about to apologise the, but when his lips pressed against her a little harder and his hands caressed her with more passion, all rational thought and unsaid feelings left her mind.
Him, his hands, and his lips were the only things she cared for in that moment.
Emboldened by her soft gasps and shallow breathing, Aang smirked against her neck, sucking on a particularly sensitive spot just below her jawline while he rubbed her through her wrappings, groaning slightly when he noticed they were already somewhat wet – and it wasn't due to waterbending. She moaned lowly as she craned her neck backwards completely, the back of her neck now rested against his chest while he leaned further forward, his mouth and fingers completely focused on pleasuring her as he both rubbed and sucked harder.
"Aang," she moaned, her hand gripping onto the back of his head as he trailed kisses along her shoulder, his fingers kept at the same torturing fast-yet-not-fast-enough pace against her covered womanhood. "Aang, what are you…. Ohhhh," she moaned again, feeling his right hand, the one that wasn't pleasuring her at the time, trail upwards and grip onto her covered breasts, squeezing over her wraps so deliciously roughly. The friction between her soft skin, her wraps and his calloused hands caused her to groan as she found that she wanted more… she craved more. Yet, she didn't want to stop his teasing, not when it felt this good.
"I could tell how stressed you were," Aang whispered huskily by her ear, answering her unfinished question, thus causing pleasant shivers to run down her spine as she shuddered. "I thought I'd help relieve some of it." Smirking to himself, Aang began rubbing her through her wraps harder and faster. He groaned when he realised that her lower bindings were becoming wetter by the second; evidence of her arousal and need for him dripping against the fabric. When his hands pressing against the soaked wrappings now, due to the delicious wetness pooled there, his fingers were able to feel through the material. Therefore, when his practiced fingers brushed against her clit involuntarily, Katara moaned loudly and threw her head back, thus once again opening her neck out for Aang as he attacked it and sped up the pace of his fingers.
"Do you want me to help you, my love?" Aang asked huskily, using his firebending to open her upper wrappings for him while she nodded vigorously in response, her mouth and tongue too busy moaning to completely voice her confirmation. "Do you want me to make you feel good, sweetie?" Again, she nodded vigorously, already preoccupied from squealing and gasping when he pinched her hard nipple before gripping onto her right breast and kneading them perfectly, his warm and calloused hand pleasuring and teasing her while his thumb brushed against her pink peak.
"Ahhhh," Katara squealed, causing Aang to chuckle against her collarbone while he slowed down his movements and their intensity teasingly, thus causing her to whimper in disappointment and annoyance, which in turn made him chuckle again as he smirked against the sweet and salty skin of her neck.
"You like that?" Aang asked teasingly, now subtly firebending her lower bindings open as they fell onto the sandy shore, a detail that was lost to her as she was already preoccupied with trying to get him to continue and even quicken the pace. Since he hadn't verbally received his answer yet, he continued teasing her, "Would you like more, Katara?"
"Yes," she whimpered longingly, getting excited about what he had in mind. "Please, Aang… I want more." The waterbender was so focused on what was yet to come, that she hadn't even noticed that she was completely bare to him now. So, when two of his fingers spread her lower lips open and delved into her, she was completely yet deliciously surprised. "Ohhh… Yes! Yes, please!" She moaned, tightening her grip on the back of his head as his fingers continued penetrating her. Katara had only discovered this sensation once before, during the party Aang had thrown in that cave – where, after their dance, the two benders wandered off to satisfy their urges. Back then however, it was red-hot passion, completely in the moment. Now, it was lovingly and teasingly calculated; perfectly crafted for the euphoria she had been dreaming of ever since she released him from that iceberg.
Aang forced her to come back to reality as he firebended to make his fingers warmer, no where near to the point where it grew uncomfortable, but just enough to completely and utterly satisfy her as she moaned louder in response. Katara arched her back, the feeling of his practiced and warm fingers penetrating her pussy prepared her arousal to burst open like a dam. The act of her arching back caused her plump, gorgeous ass cheeks to rub against his hardening member, which in turn got a reaction out of him that immensely pleased her. So, she did it again, purposefully this time.
"Katara," he moaned her name before growling and quickening the speed of his fingers again as he added a third, thus making the waterbender squeal as she came close to cumming.
"Oh Spirits! Aang… I'm – I'm so close! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" She ordered, arching her back further and now pressing her backside harder against his crotch which in turn caused him to involuntarily thrust forward. That act, and the feeling of his long warm fingers stretching her pussy while his other hand squeezed the life out of her breast finally caused her to climax. "Ahhhhh!" She squealed before Aang pulled her face to his to kiss her, thus silencing her cry of pleasure which could have woken the others. She moaned into the kiss, and he followed soon when he felt her warm, sticky juices running down his hand, coating him with her sex while they made out.
She turned around and pressed herself against him more firmly, her hand trailing up to hold the back of his head while the other traced the muscles of his abs. His hands remained locked around the small of her back as they pulled away, her heaving naked chest now falling and rising more evenly against his strong, firm one.
Katara beamed up at him as he smiled at the look of utter bliss in her expression. That is until she gasped in need and desire when he brought his soaked fingers into his mouth and sucked, moaning when he tasted and licked his fingers dry of her sweet juices right in front of her, completely unbothered by the fact that she was watching him and growing further aroused from his unapologetic actions.
"Feeling better?" Aang asked cheekily, a teasing grin making her roll her eyes in response – she couldn't stop herself from grinning back though.
"I was," she admitted as she stared into his silver orbs, the fire in her eyes insatiable as her desire for him hadn't diminished – she didn't think it ever would, if she was completely honest. "I know I said I wanted the night to think things through," she began carefully, hoping she wouldn't ruin the mood by discussing their fight earlier that night as she knew this was risky, but the waterbender also ached to get this off her chest. "But I'm glad you're here."
"Because I made you orgasm?" Aang asked teasingly, chuckling when she too laughed and slapped his chest playfully, her brown, chocolate locks swaying along with the breeze while they framed her face.
"No, but… that too was amazing," she admitted shyly, digging her face into his chest as he held her close and tight. "I'm sorry about earlier," she apologised, feeling bad for having caused a fight for no real reason as she doubted him for things he'd never done nor said nor thought, all because her insecurities wouldn't let her be despite his reassurances. "That play really messed with my head; I started doubting and questioning everything, and I'm sorry that you had to deal with the fallout."
"It's okay, sweetie," Aang cooed as he kissed her forehead, making her smile against his chest as she dug herself deeper to hide it – he could tell regardless. "To be fair, I should've been more patient," he admitted thoughtfully, confusing his girlfriend as she glanced up at him by pulling away slightly. "I probably shouldn't have walked away; you were just looking for reassurances and I should've stayed there and talked to you. I just ended up making it more awkward for us."
"You were as patient as you could be, Aang," Katara shook her head, refusing to let him believe that he was somehow in the wrong in this situation. "You were telling me exactly what I needed and wanted to hear, and I knew it was the truth, but I just stubbornly continued doubting you and…" she sighed as she glanced away in shame, feeling guilty for yelling at him moments before he told her he'd leave to keep watching the play, that way she'd have a moment to calm down and think things over. "I think you leaving was for the best; I wasn't listening to you no matter what you said, and both of us were just getting more frustrated. If you stayed, it could have made things worse." She admitted before shyly looking him in the eye as she once again apologised, "And I'm sorry for yelling at you sweetie. I feel like the worst girlfriend."
"You're not the worst Katara, not even close," Aang simply shook his head as he smiled sadly at her. "And don't be sorry, I yelled too. So, I'm sorry."
"But I started it," she challenged.
"Katara, I told you, don't be sorry. You were just venting," when she still remained unsure, Aang cupped her cheek in his palm and kissed her softly. She sighed into his mouth, tasting the sweet vanilla flavour of his lips before he pulled away. "I promised that I'd stick with you no matter what, right?" He asked, resting his forehead against hers when she nodded and gazed into his eyes, the both of them now unwilling to break the connection. "So, then there was no need to worry, Katara. I wouldn't change my mind or leave you over some stupid play that oozed of propaganda, or because you got a little upset and yelled at me." Smiling widely when he noticed her frown transform into a small, sweet smile, Aang cupped her face, his large hands framing her cheeks as he brushed a few of her tears away. "If I can't love you at your worst, then I definitely don't deserve you at your best."
Katara chuckled slightly at his admission of love, her tears spilling over his hands as he wiped them away continuously. "I love you, Aang."
He beamed at her in response as he leaned in to press another kiss to her forehead, "I love you too, Kat."
Unable to stop herself, Katara grinned as she leapt forward and kissed him fiercely, her soft velvet lips brushed roughly against his own while her hot tongue danced with his. Her taste was so sweet that he couldn't stop himself from moaning and cupping her face again as he kissed her back harder, her naked body wrapping around him, her small hands tracing the light blue lines of his sensitive tattoos while she pressed harder against him. He became utterly lost in her, all thoughts of the upcoming battle and future plans completely erased from his mind for the time being, therefore, only she remained; her soft lips on his, her hot and tangy tongue against his, her small hands around him, her smooth naked body against his, and her arousing sounds in the air, echoing in his ears as he groaned and pulled away.
She tried to kiss him again as she felt her lust for him spiking again, a familiar heat pooling between her legs once more, but when his lips began kissing her breast while his hand kneaded the other, she realised that she didn't particularly care if his lips were pressed against hers or not as long as they were somewhere on her body.
"Ohhh… Ohhh that feels good," Katara gasped when she felt his tongue swirling around her pink peak, her nipple hardening even further as he began sucking on it softly while his left hand played with her other breast. Her back arched slightly when his free hand cupped the back of her thigh and forced it to hook around his hip. Using his strength, he lifted her from the ground and her legs naturally locked around him, thus finding themselves in a familiar position as Aang lowered them down onto the sandy shore carefully.
He latched onto her other breast hungry while she huffed in pleasure, her hooking an arm around his head to trap him between her firm yet soft tits while her other hand adopted a mind of its own; exploring the vast muscles of his back, nails scratching lightly when they responded to sounds that made him shiver.
"You're so beautiful, Katara," Aang cooed as he kissed down the valley of her breasts. She whimpered slightly as she wanted to pleasure him too, but he felt the need to take her first; the night had been about her doubts regarding him, her fears regarding him, and if he was to completely solidify the expanse of his love for her in her mind, he recognised he would have to take her in such a way that she dare never question him again lest she'd want to be teased for eternity.
Aang softly kissed her sensitive hipbones before shifting further down to kiss her thick thighs. He groaned when he kissed her inner thighs, making her moan as he began tracing them with his tongue as he lapped up the remains of her orgasm from a few minutes ago. After soundly licking and kissing both her caramel thighs, he took a sharp in take of breath, breathing in her erotic sex hungrily before he blew against her lips, thus causing her to moan and her hips to buck as he utilised some subtle airbending to increase the intensity.
Her soft whimpers and groans were driving him crazy; he gritted his teeth to contain his desire for her, willing himself to please her first before ripping off his shorts and diving into her tight womanhood. Eyes half lidded, Katara lifted her head off the sandy shore to regard him – she was met with the sight of a light blue arrow pointing to her pussy before the feeling of a long, languid, hot tongue gliding from the bottom of her lips to the top caused her to shiver and shut her eyes in pure pleasure as she shot back down and arched her back.
"Katara," Aang sighed as his hot breath blew against her sex again. "The taste of your juices is exquisite."
"Ohhhh fuck…" hearing him admire and compliment her so lovingly and passionately turned her on more than she could imagine. And before she knew it, her hands were gripping onto the back of his head and pushing him towards where she wanted him most. "Aang... Please, more…" hearing her beg for him only further aroused him, which only further pleasured her as not long after her request had been voiced, she felt that same hot tongue delve into her opening and lick all around, stroking the same wet-hot walls her boyfriend's fingers had previously deliciously abused. "Spirits! Yes!"
He groaned as his hands trailed up her body, mapping out all her curves for what felt like the hundredth time while his tongue continued to torture her lusciously. When both his hands found their targets and gripped onto her breasts, kneading intensely, her moans only amplified in volume and the movements his tongue made only quickened and became erratic.
"Aang! You're so – Ohhhhh… Spirits! Don't stop!" Katara's cries of encouragement only further aroused him as he gripped onto her tits a little harder and began flicking his tongue over her clit before sucking on it, thus causing her to thrash and writhe against the sandy shore as her moans and whimpers seemed to have no end now. After sucking on her sensitive bump for a while longer, Aang delved back into her tight pussy, now sucking on her folds while he retrieved one of his hands to continue rubbing her clit. Katara's back arched like a bow in response to his antics, "Yes! Yes! Keep going! I'm – I'm almost there!"
Emboldened, Aang delved his tongue inside her again, now lashing at her tortured sweet spots as she finally found her end arriving, "Ahhhhh! Aang! I can't – I'm cumming! I'm – ", she moaned as her thighs locked around his head and her hand gripped onto the back of his head, trapping him between her pussy as her sweet and tangy juices crashed into his inviting mouth. He moaned as he continued lapping her up – the sounds he was making while eating her out, ravishing her; they made her feel so desired, so powerful, so special. The Avatar, the most powerful and unrivalled being in the universe, was trapped around her legs, hopelessly and lustfully drinking everything she had to offer while also begging for more.
Her chest heaved as she laid back down, having her back arch in such a way became quite painful since she had been doing it for a while now. As she attempted to regain her breath, she hadn't noticed her boyfriend discarding himself of his shorts and underwear before he crawled over her and kissed her passionately. The waterbender gasped in surprise, but it soon transformed into a soft moan when she tasted herself on his lips – it aroused her again and before she knew it, that same heat had returned with an even stronger vengeance. She had ached for his hands, and she loved his tongue… but now she wanted all of him, and she wanted him inside her.
Not wanting to breakaway from the kiss, Katara wrapped her arms around his neck while her legs wrapped around his hips, thus inviting him to thrust into her whenever he liked. Though, for her sake, she was hoping it was soon – and he didn't disappoint. Almost immediately he had thrusted inside her, his long hard cock penetrating her folds while the walls of her deliciously abused, wet pussy pulsed around him.
"You're so tight, Katara," Aang groaned, pulling out until only his tip was inside her before he delved back in, now completely sheathing himself inside her as she moaned in pleasure. He continued at a slow and hard pace for a while, trying to help her get used to him as she had already climaxed twice that night, so she was more sensitive than she normally would be. However, when she begged for him to go faster, he obliged and thrusted in faster and harder as she grinded against him.
Katara's thighs locked tighter around him as she bit his neck in an attempt to stop herself from screaming her lungs out at the pure pleasure he was providing her. The feeling of his large shaft stretching her walls so tantalisingly after having already orgasmed twice now was painfully euphoric, and when he began sucking on her hard nipples again, the feeling was only multiplied.
"Ohhh… Fuck! Harder! Fuck me harder Aang! Please!" Katara moaned, scratching and clawing at his back as if she were an endangered tigerdillo hunting her prey. Her carnal need for him caused him to moan alongside her. Feeling the sudden urge to be rougher, Aang gripped onto her chocolate locks and roughly pulled down, thus arousing her to the point where she moaned once again as he began sucking on her neck. "I – I love you, Aang! I love you so – Ahhh!" She squealed mid-sentence rather loudly when Aang hit a sweet spot of hers he hadn't before at this angle, one that was previously untouched, one that she craved for him to meet once again. And she voiced it. "Right there Aang! Stay right there! Again! More! More!"
Aang whimpered at the naked desire and need laced in her cries as he quickened his pace furthermore and thrusted harder against her, their hips colliding with a thump every time while his ball sack slapped against her loudly. Moans, whimpers, and clapping noises filled the air, fading and gliding away along with the crashing of the waves against the shore as the two neared their ends.
"I'm close, K-Katara," Aang whispered, briefly kissing her as he sat up and framed her hips; holding her in place so he could push further into her and slap against her harder while she squirmed and writhed beneath him, clutching onto his forearms as she gasped.
"Me too… cum with me Aang! Please! I want to f-feel you lose yourself inside m-me. Please, fill me up!" As soon as the words left her mouth, he found himself quivering inside her – he knew he wouldn't last long now. So, to be generous, he ordered his free hand to disappear between a place where his cock and her pussy met – when she felt her clit being toyed with again, she came instantly.
"Aang!" she moaned, her juices crashing against him for a third time that night as he too came alongside her.
"Katara!" he groaned, continuing his pace, thus allowing the both of them to ride out their orgasms as their juices crashed against each other. "Fuck, Katara," Aang sighed as he fell atop her, his warm hard body covering hers completely while she wrapped her arms around him lazily, holding him close – their chests heaving together.
"Mhmmmm," she hummed in bliss when she felt him fill her up completely before he pulled out and rolled off her after a short while. "That was amazing," she cooed, taking a moment to waterbend both their essences out of her before she rolled atop him and laid her head on his chest, her body now resting and growing limp. "You were amazing," she complemented genuinely, realising that was the best sex they'd ever had – it was passionate, engraved with love and lust equally.
Aang snickered as he responded jokingly, "Oh, I know." She slapped his chest half-heartedly, too tired to truly put an effort while he snickered and kissed her forehead. "You were amazing too, Kat. You always are."
Finally feeling content, Aang quickly sandbended a small enclosure around them before he held her tighter, sighing into her hair and her warmth as they both began drifting off into a world of imagination, putting the drama of Ember Island behind them.