A/N:
More storytelling
Part 2:
Four months went by fast. Katara didn't even pay much attention to the time going by. It seemed almost everyday she was spending her time with Mr. Yong. Whether they went out on their days off or she went home with him after work to watch movies and sometimes even cook. Her coworkers would tease her all the time about how they saw her kiss Mr. Yong whenever he'd pick her up from work. She didn't tell anyone but Hojo about the details. He was the only one she really trusted to get advice from since he was the only one that didn't judge her for seeing someone older than her.
Soaking in the tub as she texted Hojo on her phone, Katara was waiting for him to tell her what exactly to bring. Mr. Yong was taking her on an overnight trip to the beach. She was so excited. She hadn't been to the beach in forever. Even better, the beach was taking he was further south where it was much warmer this time of year. It would be three days and two nights and she wanted to make sure she had everything she needed with her. Maybe something could happen between them and if it did, she wanted to be prepared.
*You need to go to the doctor and get birth control.*
*WHAT?!*
*Seriously, you need to. I doubt you'll be leaving the room much and I don't think you want to take that chance, girlie.*
Katara swallowed hard. Hojo wasn't wrong. If she was going to be doing something like that with Mr. Yong, she did need to be cautious of that sort of thing. Her father would kill her and also Mr. Yong. He'd kill them both. UGH! She didn't know what she was going to do when her father did come back.
*If not the doctor's, try plan B.*
*Anything else I need to worry about?*
*Wear something sexy!*
Rolling her eyes, Katara didn't know the first thing to being sexy and least of all, she didn't know what Mr. Yong would consider sexy.
*I'll swing by to take you shopping. Text me your address.*
…
Placing their bags into the trunk, Ozai saw the other neighbors eyeing him funny as Katara helped push the beach ball she bought into the back seat. He knew some more rumors were going to get out. It was inevitable at this point.
"Are we ready to go?" Katara asked excitedly as she popped up beside him.
Looking away from the neighbor eyeing him, Ozai looked down at his young girlfriend and pecked her lips, telling her to get in the car. As she hurried her way to the passenger side, he looked back over at the neighbors, seeing the shocked looks on their faces and smirked as he got into his car. He'd give them something to talk about since they were so damn nosy.
As they drove off, Katara couldn't help how happy she was to be on the highway riding out of the city limits. She hadn't left Republic City since her father moved them here from the South Pole after her mother passed. It was nice to finally get out and away.
"So, are we sharing a room?" Katara asked him as she laid her head against the window and watched the cars they passed on the highway.
Focusing on the road, "Is that a problem?"
"Not at all. I just want to let you know ahead of time that I snore." She giggled.
"If it's bad, I'll put a pillow over your head."
Pouting as she looked over at him, "Well that's not nice of you."
"I never said I was nice."
Grinning as she went back to staring out the window, "Oh, I know you're not nice but you're always nice to me."
Arriving at the beachfront hotel, Ozai checked them in while Katara took a look around the large lobby. It looked as expensive as that restaurant he took her to. She told him about that. She didn't like him spending a lot on dates. It wasn't necessary. They had plenty of fun simply doing things her way which included low cost fun. Like ice skating, going to the movies, cooking dinner at home, going hiking, and going on a picnic. All fun and cost little to nothing.
But as she took interest in the exotic fish that were in this massive tank that went all the way to the ceiling, Katara felt Mr. Yong wrap his arms around her from behind, pressing his lips to the back of her neck.
"Let's go put our things in the room before we head to the beach." He told her in that husky voice of his that made her melt nearly all the time.
Nodding her head as she felt a bashful smile trace her lips, "Okay."
As he let go of her, he took her hand and led her with him to the elevator. Katara felt her face heat even more as she remembered the conversation she and Hojo had when he helped her pick out a swim suit. He practically told her it was bound to happen on an overnight trip. Practically forced her into the lingerie department to pick out something cute to wear to bed. Her eyes shifted to Mr. Yong before quickly looking away. Will he even think I look sexy at all in it? She hoped so.
Honestly, she had been looking forward to the possibility of going to bed with him. Just because she had never done it before didn't mean she never thought about it. Because she did. Plenty of times and recently, she had been feeling the urge to act out on what she was feeling. But he wanted to wait for the perfect timing and this trip seemed perfect enough. Hopefully, he wouldn't stop her either like he tended to do when they got too carried away.
It almost happened on his couch one night after she had cooked for him and they settled into watching a movie that was on. He had her on her back and his hands had went up her skirt. She was practically begging him without saying a word as he moved his finger in and out of her. She bit his lip and wrapped her legs around him, telling him to take her as she was lost in the heat of the moment but he stopped them. Telling her to be patient. She swore if he did that again to her, she was putting him on his back. That night she went home and spent hours trying to get her vibrator to make her cum after what he stirred in her.
Noticing the girl fidgeting beside him, Ozai tried not to smirk as he had her figured out. He found out all about her little 'shopping spree' from her phone being left on his kitchen counter the other night. Seemed like she had a list of things she picked up for their trip. She was obviously expecting something and it was wise for her to be prepared. He realized two weeks ago that she was wanting to go further with him and he almost gave in but stopped them. Not that he wanted to but he didn't want her first time on his sofa or the floor because that was exactly where he was going to take her that night if he hadn't stopped them. However, he got some backlash from her the following day, getting a dirty look from her as if he had done something bad. She didn't even speak on the car ride home after he picked her up from work. Wouldn't even look at him. Fortunately, he was smart enough to have planned this trip for them while in his office. She softened up again, though he did find it cute the way she was truly upset that he stopped them from going all the way that night. He never expected her to push for that but she was full of surprises. Like the surprise she had for him in her luggage.
Getting off at the tenth floor, the couple looked for their room number and found it. Using the key card to open it, Ozai let Katara in first as she pulled her luggage in with her.
"Whoa!" Her eyes widened as she looked at their suite and was shocked at how big this place was.
The living room space was nice and even had a kitchen area. Then there was an actual separate room for the bed. She took a look inside and left her luggage outside at the door as she went to look at the bathroom. Huge was all she could say. There was a massive stand-in shower and then an equally massive tub. She couldn't wait to soak in there. After the beach, I'm totally soaking in there.
"This place is amazing but it's obvious you spent a lot on it. What did I say about spending so much mon-" She turned around and saw he was towering over her causing her to be startled as he grabbed her, forcing his mouth upon hers.
Katara immediately swung her arms around his neck as he lifted her off her feet and carried her over to the bed. She moaned into his mouth as he pushed up her sundress she had been wearing and ran his hands over her bare skin as he laid her down in the bed. Her fingers raked through his hair as she felt him settle above her and pushed her dress up to her chest. He trailed kisses from her lips down to stomach and ran his tongue over her naval as her voice pitched into a much louder moan than he had ever heard from her. As he moved lower and lower, getting to her panties, Ozai tugged at them with his teeth.
"What are you doing?" She gasped breathlessly as she sat up on her elbows as he tore them off of her.
Pushing his finger to her lips as he coaxed her into laying back down, "Shh, just lay there." He told her.
Nodding her head as she watched him take one of her legs in his hands and kiss her calf, Katara moved her hands to cover her sex as he managed to spread her legs apart. She didn't realize he was wanting to take her as soon as they got into their room but she wasn't against it. No, she was desperately waiting for this since they got in the car to come here.
"I'm not going to take you right now." He told her as his eyes were on her foggy ones. "But I do want to taste you. Will you let me?"
"Yes."
Eyeing her seductively as he pressed his lips to her leg, moving closer to her inner thigh, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." She was turning into putty in his hands.
Sucking on her inner thigh, "I don't think you are." He said as kept his eyes on hers.
"I am. I mean it." Her brows furrowed.
"You mean it?" He continued working his way up her thigh. "Then call my name."
"Mr.-"
Ozai bit her hard on her thigh and she yelped. "My actual name, girl."
"Ozai."
"Good girl." He purred against the bruise he left on her thigh. "Now beg me to eat you."
He didn't even have to tell her. She was going to beg him anyway. This was torture.
"Please, Ozai, please eat me." She was on the verge of tears as she felt she couldn't take it any longer. "Please, I can't take it anymore."
Grabbing her by both her thighs, Oza bit her hand to get her to move them away and as soon as they were out of his way he ran his tongue from her core up to the folds of her sex. Her hands went into his hair as he ate her out. Holding her thighs tight as he tongued and sucked on her sex, he saw her eyes roll to the back of her head. If she was losing it now, he was going to drive her crazy later.
When Katara finally came, screaming her head off, Ozai smirked as he moved up to let her taste herself off his lips. She hungrily kissed him as she wrapped herself around him and managed to roll him over on his back.
"I'm not going to wait till later." She growled against his lips. "I want you now."
Ozai felt the girl bite his neck as she pulled his shirt unbuttoned and ran her hands up his chest. "I said not right now." He told her as he was trying his best to not lose his senses as her nails ran their way down his chest to his waist belt.
"But I want to." She looked down at him with lust ridden eyes.
Chuckling as he grabbed her hand away from his belt buckle and sat up, gazing down at her. "I promise if you wait I'll fuck you till you're sore. Now, hands off." He nipped her jaw with his mouth and she reluctantly gave in. "Good girl." Kissing her jaw as he smirked. "Now, go get dressed in your swim suit. We're going to get some air and do something else before I keep you locked in this room for the next few days."
And she was supposed to want to leave after hearing that? Really? He did know she was ready to jump him and figure out the details as she went, right? Like she was seriously going to do what she had seen in those pornographic comics she kept hidden from her father under her study books. It might hurt at first but she would still do it.
Watching his girlfriend evil eye him as she climbed off of him and grab her bags before slamming the bathroom door behind her, Ozai snickered to himself. He didn't expect her to flip the tables on him. Oh, he was going to enjoy this trip. This girl wasn't even just asking for it, she was trying to take it and gods knew he was going to give it to her. But he liked teasing her and he wanted her to be ready for him. He had an appetite and she'd have to keep up with him the rest of the night. So, it was best if she let herself wait till later.
"Don't give me that look." Ozai laughed as Katara held her towel around her bathing suit to keep covered up while they were headed downstairs.
Pouting as she was really upset he did it again to her, "I can't help it."
"Then I'll make it up to you." He said as he caressed the side of her face as she scowled at him.
Katara hoped that he did because she was seriously going to explode if he toyed with her one more time.
"Give me a kiss." He smirked at her.
"Kiss yourself." She turned her back to him.
"Don't be like that." He pulled her to him, bearing hugging her as he squeezed her breast a little.
Slapping his hand away, "No touching." She said while moving to the opposite of the elevator from him.
Ozai thought this was extremely funny. He only ever got reactions like this when he refused to get a gift or buy something for the woman he was seeing and it always annoyed him. But this time, the woman he was seeing was upset because she wanted him and he was holding out on her. He liked it.
"You're treating me like a piece of meat, Katara. I don't think that's very fair."
Rolling her eyes, "And your treating me like a toy. I don't like to be played with."
"Oh really?" He gave her that look that made her want to jump him but she looked away while folding her arms over her towel. So he approached her and teased her some more as he pressed her to the corner of the elevator, trying to get her to kiss him.
Laughing as she swatted her hand at him, "Stop! Stop it!" She snorted. "I don't want to kiss you, you jerk!"
"Oh, we both know that's a lie." He smirked down at her as he pinned her wrists above her head and kissed her jaw as she turned her head from him.
As the elevator door opened and Katara shoved him away from her, trying not to laugh at him poking fun at her, "Leave me alone." She said getting off the elevator and walking into the lobby.
Following behind her, Ozai smirked and came up to take her hand. "I'm sorry. Don't be mad." He told her.
Side glancing him as she was fighting the urge to laugh, Katara watched him pull her hand to his lips. "I promise, I'll make it up to you."
"You mean it?" Katara tilted her head up at him and grinned.
Grinning back, "Yes, I do."
…..
Katara earned herself a pet name that was already starting to wear on her. Waterbender. Ozai seemed to like this as a pet name for her after she demonstrated she could use the ancient techniques of bending. She had to water whip him a few times as he tried swimming under the water and grabbing her around her waist to pull under. Each time frightened her as she couldn't be too sure a sea monster wasn't lurking out there trying to attack. The two of them got a little competitive when she discovered he was also a bender. She challenged him to see if she could best him as she used to do a lot of competitive bending tournaments while in school.
Two found they were well matched as his fire couldn't burn her water and her water couldn't put out his fire. As they took a break and flopped on their beach towel, Katara laid on her stomach and shut her eyes for a moment. She was getting a little tired and they had spent quite a while out here on this beach. Spirits she was having so much fun that she wished she didn't need sleep.
Giving the waterbender's ass a squeeze, Ozai watched her jump up and look at him like he did something so wrong.
"I'd really like it if you didn't put me at risk of getting arrested." He told her.
Raising a brow, "Huh?"
"You're laying with your backside to everyone and you've have a few 'fans' checking you out the entire time we've been here." Ozai had a look in his eyes that told her while he was sounding calm, he wasn't.
Flipping over, Katara looked around and saw a few sneaking looks at her.
"Perverts." She scoffed.
"Don't blame them too much. You do look pretty appetizing in your bikini."
Hearing the lustful undertone, "Don't toy with me, Ozai."
"I'm not." He moved closer to her and pressed his lips gently to hers.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, "Ready to finally take me?"
"Yes." He whispered against her lips as he deepened the kiss.
Somehow making it all the way back to their hotel room, Ozai threw her on the bed and locked the door. He forgot to put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door so hopefully if housekeeping came in, they'd know to turn right back around with the locked bedroom door.
"Are you on the pill?" He asked her as he placed one knee on the bed between her parted legs.
"No." She told him reluctantly.
Then condoms it was. He prided himself on not knocking anyone up other than his ex-wife and while he didn't really use condoms because he hated them. He didn't trust himself right now to pull out of her in time enough.
"But I bought the plan b pill."
That works. Yeah, he wasn't using a condom then. He did not visualize taking her virginity using a condom. He was going in raw.
Katara felt a little nervous all of a sudden now that she knew he was going to take her. His lips pressed to hers as he pushed her down into the bed and undid her bikini straps, tossing her swimsuit aside. He took a moment to look over her completely naked form and he prayed he had enough strength to be gentle with her tonight because he felt he was going to wreck her. She wasn't just some pretty little face that was letting him be her first. No, he actually liked her. Genuinely liked her. It wasn't just physical attraction. He had figured that out not long after their second date. He sincerely was falling for her and longed to have her just like this underneath him.
Pressing his forehead to hers as he needed a moment before he resumed. "If I'm too rough, tell me and I'll stop." he told her as he shut his eyes.
"I don't care if you are." She placed her hand on his chiseled chest and felt his heart racing. She didn't care if he was gentle or rough even if it was her first time. She just wanted to know what it felt like to have someone, to have him, buried deep inside of her. And as long as he could make her feel the same pleasure he felt, he could do whatever he wanted with her.
Moving her hand up his chest to his shoulder and around his neck, Katara pulled him to her so she could kiss him passionately, telling him to do what he wanted with her.
"If I'm too much-"
"You're not." She assured him. "I can take it."
Fuck! He was going to ruin her and she made it pretty clear to him that she wanted him to.
Pulling his beach shorts off, Ozai shifted above her as he pulled her legs around his waist. She locked her ankles behind his lower back as his mouth was back on hers and she drank him in. One hand tangled in her hair and the other moved down between them to line his length up with her entrance. His kiss grew more needy as he began pushing himself into her, hearing the sharp hiss of Katara's breath as she clung to him, sinking her nails into his shoulders. As he pushed himself all the way in, taking her virginity in a single thrust, the waterbender weeped as she clawed him even harder. She said she could take it so he'd leave her to her word.
Pressing his lips to her ear as he pulled out a little and thrusted back in, Ozai heard her choke on a cry before doing it again. Her cry got little more louder the harder and deeper he went, not yet going at a pace he most preferred. He was working her up to that point. She was very tight. Practically clenching him as he tried loosening her up a little more.
"It hurts." She whimpered.
Thrusting in her to the hilt, Ozai fisted some of her hair as he hissed through his teeth at the feeling of being inside her. "This is what you wanted, Katara."
Katara wasn't expecting this to hurt so much but it did. He was a lot bigger than she expected. He was doing more than fucking her, he was tearing her apart with every thrust. She felt herself growing wetter as he picked up the pace and breathed against her ear and neck. Holding onto him, the teen ran her hands from his shoulders into his hair.
"I can be rough?" He purred into her ear.
Nodding her head as her mouth fell open from the loud moan that escaped her, "Yes."
Katara didn't know what she was getting herself into. Her moaning sounded like crying as he plowed her, pounding her into the bed as he gripped her hair in his hand, pulling her head back so that he could bite into her neck. He knew he should probably let her catch her breath but her body was putty to him as he shaped her for his pleasure.
"Ozai!" She cried out his name as she came all over him.
Ozai pulled his dick out of her and saw she had soaked them both, squirting as she found release. He looked her in the eyes and he told her without saying a word that he was far from done with her.
Rolling her over on her stomach, Ozai helped her onto all fours as he went on to re-enter her, gripping her waist as he pulled her back on his length as he thrusted back in her. Katara shouted as she clenched the sheets under her. He then held her hips right there as he fucked her hard, feeling himself reaching deep in her. He wanted her to come again. Feel her squirt all over him.
Slapping her ass as he pounded her, "I need you to cum again, Katara!" He growled at her.
And she did as he got her in her spot, causing her to soak the sheets underneath them. He continued fucking her at the angle he knew was causing her to cum and clenched his teeth as she continued spilling all over him.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum!" He clenched his teeth and told her to get on top of him.
Immediately changing positions, Ozai sat up and showed her how to work her hips on top of him. She held to his shoulders as she rode him just like he showed her and rolled her hips instinctively. He kissed her passionately as she worked herself up and down his cock. He was about to cum and he wanted to cum all over her. As soon as he felt the tip of his cock begin spilling his seed. Ozai forced Katara off of him and onto her back again as he ejaculated himself onto her stomach and breasts.
Katara stared up at him, coming down from her high of sexual bliss, and reached her arms up to him, wanting to be held. She watched him fall beside her and move his arm to wrap around her waist as he pulled her to his chest. Her eyes shut as she felt a smile tug at her lips, listening to his heart race at the same speed as hers, Katara splayed her hand over his bare chest. She drifted off to sleep as he held her in his arms.
Ozai's brows furrowed a little as he held the girl to him. Something felt strange. Very strange but not in a bad way. It just felt like...This is familiar. Running his hand over her sleeping face as he looked down at her, Ozai studied her. For some very odd reason, he felt like he had done this before with her, like they had been wrapped in each other's arms like this before. But she was definitely a virgin, the evidence stained the white sheets. However; he saw images flash in his head, of her, or him. Laying his head back down into the pillows while Katara rested against him, Ozai shook the thought from his head, maybe he was too caught in the moment. Whatever it was, he didn't care at the moment, he was satisfied.
…..
So you've found him again?
Katara opened her eyes as she was nearly startled awake. She looked in front of her and saw Ozai was asleep beside her. His arm resting around her waist as it appeared it was still very much late at night. Sitting up, the waterbender rubbed her head as she had a weird dream. She could remember what it was about but her head was killing her. Climbing out of bed, she went to go to the bathroom to maybe splash some water on her face. As she did this, Katara looked up and jumped at her reflection. Her hands fell over her mouth as she stared at her reflection grinning back at her.
So you can finally see me after all this time? Her reflection's eyes began to glow and her skin shimmered gold. Good, we need to talk.
Talk?! Katara's eyes were wide as she stared at her frightening reflection. I can't even begin to open my mouth to speak!
Don't worry, we can talk in your head. Doesn't really matter either way.
Katara stepped back from the mirror as she stared in fright.
Don't look at me like that, Katara. After all this time you've been ignoring me but I guess once you finally lose that lame ole V-card, you can see and hear me.
What do you want?! Katara stood there trembling.
For starters, I'm going to need you to remember your life before this so we can get back to it.
My life before th- wait, what are you talking about and what's? Going on here?!
The waterbender watched her reflection step out of the mirror and approach her. She gasped and was about to scream, when her reflection placed her palm on her forehead. Katara collapsed onto the floor.
When you are up, you'll remember everything.
…..
In the morning, Ozai found Katara was not in bed with him when he woke. He sat up and stretched before climbing out of bed. Maybe she got up before him or something. As he scratched his head while entering the bathroom, he found Katara passed out on the floor and quickly rushed over to her.
"Katara!" He shouted her name as he tried to wake her up.
Seeing that she was beginning to stir, Ozai sighed in relief as her eyes opened to him and she slowly started to register his face. He noticed her eyes widen at him as she quickly jumped to wrap her arms around him.
"Ozai!" She said his name with excitement. "Oh my Tui and La! You're alive!"
Chuckling as he held the waterbender as she clung to him, "Of course, I'm alive. Why wouldn't I be?"
Katara's eyes were wide as she held onto him. She thought she killed him. I mean, she did and she killed herself too. But, she found him again. She found Ozai again. Squeezing him tight, I knew we'd be together again! I knew it!
"Are you okay?" He asked, feeling a little concerned for why she was holding onto him so tight. Did something happen that he wasn't aware of.
You must not remember. Katara figured as much but that was fine. She didn't want him to remember. The past was painful. It was cruel and she was so glad to be far from it. She figured it would make things awkward if she didn't act like herself before remembering, Katara sighed and pulled back a little to look him in the eyes.
"I'm sorry. I had a weird dream and I thought I lost you." Tears prickled her eyes as she looked away from him. "I thought you were dead."
Running his hand over her face as he looked at her with deep concern, "It was just a dream, Katara. It's fine."
No...it wasn't a dream. She squeezed her eyes shut. It really happened. You died and I- I did it.
"How about we get washed up and go get breakfast, hmm?" Ozai cupped her face.
Sniffling, Katara nodded and gave him a smile. You're so different in this life, Ozai. I almost don't recognize you. He looked the absolute same. Even she did. Hell, they were the exact same age now that they had been when they first met. And some of his mannerisms were the same but this Ozai was much more gentle and much less miserable. Tell me, you've lived a kinder life this time around. Please, I prayed you would have.
After bathing together and getting dressed, Katara clung to Ozai the entire time. Not letting go of his hand for a moment. Something like this would have made the old Ozai uncomfortable as affection wasn't his forte but this one, he didn't mind it. He'd give her a reassuring squeeze or kiss her hand or pull her closer so he could wrap his arm around her. But one thing she did notice was the absolute same was his scent. He didn't smell any different than he had in their past life.
Ozai had imagine the girl would act differently towards him after he had taken her to bed but he didn't imagine she would be this clingy. It wasn't terrible, it was just the first in a long time that he had gotten to receive affection like this from someone he was with. Katara was all over him in the shower and somehow suddenly knew a few tricks with her tongue. She even swallowed as he came in her mouth and sucked him harder, her eyes not leaving his as she was on her knees taking him in her mouth. He never had a woman volunteer to give him oral sex, most of them weren't into but he never said anything to them about it. And then after the shower, she helped him dress and helped fix his hair. He didn't know what to say but he wasn't complaining. Maybe he really struck gold with her.
The two walked down the boardwalk hand in hand. Katara used her free hand to keep her sun hat from blowing away in the beach breeze. She looked around with a new set of eyes. Even more fascinated with the world now that she remembered what it used to be like. How many more years into the future was this?
"Are you feeling better now, Katara?" Ozai asked her as he looked down to her.
Looking up at him with her sun hat on, the waterbender beamed brightly and nodded. "Yes, I feel much better."
"You sure?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
Ozai pointed at her plush bag she was carrying on her back, "Your phone has rung at least five times now."
Katara's eyes widened as they both stopped so she could go through her plush bag to pull out her phone. Looking to see who called, "It's my dad." She said.
"Then you should definitely call him back."
Agreeing, Katara dialed her father and kept the phone pressed to her ear until it picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, dad, I'm just returning your call."
"Hey, sweetheart, just calling to let you know I'm just getting off the airship."
"Getting off the airship? Where?" She seemed confused.
"Here, of course, silly. I'm just home earlier than I thought." Hakoda chuckled on the other end of the phone. "I was going to surprise you but I couldn't contain my excitement much longer, so I called you."
Katara sighed, "It's just like you to spoil a surprise."
"Yeah, I know, sweetie. But be ready to give daddy a big hug."
Looking over at Ozai, who had stepped away as to not over hear her conversation, Katara sighed again. "Actually, dad, I'm out at the moment. So, I probably won't see you right away."
"What? Don't tell me you got a boyfriend while I was gone?!"
"Well…"
"Hush, hush, I'll meet him when you get back home. Have fun and be safe!"
The call dropped and Katara put her phone back in her plush bag before going over to Ozai and took his hand.
"What did he want?"
"Nothing. Just telling me he was back home and wanted to see me."
"So do we need to head back?" He asked her.
Shaking her head, "No, we're fine. I told him I was away."
"You sure that's okay?"
Katara nodded as she clung to his arm, "I doubt it'll be easy trying to see each other with my father being back. So, we should definitely spend as much time together now before we get back."
Ozai could definitely see her father not liking the idea that his daughter was seeing him. They'd have to play things off with her father back around. Unless they just confronted him which he'd rather get that out of the way now than have the man discover later. Because he no doubt catch them. Either it was going to be him seeing them together or one of the neighbors that had been watching him like a hawk would tell him. But for now, Ozai would think nothing of it. He'd much rather get back to his trip.
…..
Katara did her best not to be too freaky as it would confuse him seeing as this version of herself didn't have any prior experience with sex. But it didn't stop her from having some fun. She let him fuck her hard into their bed sheets as he bit the back of her neck. It was her bad when she called him daddy and it caused him to pound her even harder as in this era the term 'daddy' didn't always mean your father. She was just trying to see how he'd respond after they had both seen a couple similar to them do the same thing on the beach earlier today.
"Fuck!" Ozai hissed as he panted against her back. "You're going to need to take that pill."
Reaching her hand down to catch his semen dripping out of her as he pulled out, "Do you want me to take the pill?" She asked him.
Raising his brow at her as he stared down at her, "What do you mean?"
"Nothing." She said as she sat up and turned to him, "I was just being silly."
Ozai watched as she got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He laid down and stared up at the ceiling. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? He hoped not. She was too young to even be thinking like that. Plus, it was too soon into them dating for that to even be a conversation. If she were a little older and they were together a little longer, he'd consider it. And one day, maybe he would. Only time could really tell but he liked her...a lot. And he only grew to like her more.
Exiting the bathroom in one of his dress shirts, Katara went over to her luggage and pulled out the things she brought with her for situations like these. She noticed Ozai eyeing her as she took the pill and drank a cup of water behind it. Seemed he didn't want more kids in this life either.
Placing the cup down on the nightstand, Katara climbed back into bed and cuddled herself up with Ozai, pulling his arm to come around her.
"We go home tomorrow." She says as she runs her hand over his chest and look up at him. "Any plan on how we'll still be able to see each other?"
"We should just tell him."
"What?! My dad will kill us!" Katara sat up against him.
"I'll deal with your father."
"No." Katara grabbed him by the face and shook her head, "Let's just wait. Give it some time. Please."
Ozai didn't really want this sort of thing to wait. He knew it would only make things worse. Not that he ever really paid much attention to his neighbors but he did notice that her father was especially affectionate to his daughter, which he would be protective of her as well. Her father would no doubt 'kill' him if he were to ever find out that his daughter gave herself to him.
Staring at the waterbender, Ozai told her they could wait to discuss this on the way home tomorrow, as for now. "I know there's a certain article of clothing you bought just for me in your bag." He smirked as he ran his hand through her hair. "How about you go try it on for me? I want to see it."
Katara eagerly nodded her head as she hurried to climb out of bed and go grab her things.
Grinning to himself, Ozai heard his phone ring as he laid in bed and he reached over to his nightstand to see who it was. He mentallybegrudged the name on the caller ID and picked it up.
"I told you I'm not sending you anymore money for you to blow off. Go ask your mother!" He growled into the phone.
"Mom's not answering her phone."
Ozai didn't have to guess why that was. His ex-wife had a very 'busy' lifestyle and she never really seemed to have time to deal with the kids now. It was why she wanted them in boarding school all the way through high school and then off to college immediately. However, while their youngest managed to go to college earlier than either of them expected, their oldest wanted to go travel the world with his bum ass tea loving uncle, always asking for money.
"And I didn't even call for money. I wanted to know if I could come stay with you for a little bit. Until I can get a place of my own."
Wanting to hang up so badly, Ozai pinched his brows. "I'll get you a hotel."
"Why?! I just want to come home and hangout with you."
That was a lie. His son never wanted to hang out with him. Even as a child, the boy was not in the least amused or concerned with him. Ozai would literally just be the bastard that fathered him and watched over him while his mother went off to do gods know what. Their family was screwed up since day one and he really just tried to forget about it. But, he wasn't cold hearted. Not entirely, anyways.
Hating himself for this, "Fine, you can stay with me but we're getting you your own place cause I'm not keeping my adult son in my house forever."
Scoffing, "What did you have to be worried about? You have a new girlfriend now?"
"Keep talking and I'll let you sleep on the curb, Zuko."
"Okay, sorry. I'll be by some time tomorrow."
"Fine."
As soon as Ozai hung up, he threw the phone across the room and groaned. Fuck, he didn't want his horny son around the house when Katara was over. He knew how younger men looked at her and knowing his son, he'd be no different. Hopefully, she didn't get swept away by his son like a few of his previous relationships. But he doubted it, Katara wasn't that kind of girl. Honestly, he didn't know if she even liked guys closer to her age. He never saw her even really notice them staring at her or even speak to them unless at work.
Coming out of the bathroom dressed in her lingerie, Katara giggled as she twirled for Ozai and posed. She saw his eyes were glued to her and she couldn't help but want him to take her again.
"What do you think? Like it?"
Like was an understatement. He didn't have the faintest clue how he got so lucky with this one but he was about to become religious because only the gods could have sent her. His eyes traced over the light pink nightgown that was transparent and opened down the middle to show off her navel and panties. The trimming was a slightly lighter pink fur and on her legs were matching thigh high stockings. He was going to have to pounce her again.
"Come here." He told her as he sat up, making it clear that he wanted her again.
Katara didn't hesitate as she walked over to him and he grabbed her. Pulling her into the bed and throwing her down on her back as he loomed over her.
"I think I might love you." He whispered to her.
"Well, I know I love you, Ozai." Always.
…
Hakoda decided to stop into the coffee shop to see if Katara had come into work. She said she wouldn't see him right away because she was out. He knew she likely had a boyfriend now but it was almost eleven at night and she wasn't picking up her phone. Maybe she was at work after leaving her boyfriend's.
Entering the shop, Hakoda saw Katara's old classmate and greeted him.
"Hi, Aang."
"Hi, Mr. Mizu. I'm surprised you're back so soon. Katara said you'd be gone for five months." Aang stopped his sweeping of the shop floor as Katara's dad approached him.
"So, I talked to my daughter a little while ago and she told me she was out. I guessed she got a boyfriend finally. I was wondering if you've ever met him."
Aang swallowed hard as he looked over to his coworkers that shook their heads at him and looked back to Mr. Mizu.
"Umm, he comes around sometimes and picks her up from work."
"Oh, he does? That's very thoughtful of him. Does he seem like a nice guy?"
Aang once again looked over to his coworkers and they shook their heads harder, swallowing hard as he looked back to Katara's dad.
"Ugh, he's- I mean he, he's nice to her. I guess that's all that matters, right?"
Hakoda seemed to notice the boy looked a bit nervous and his coworkers were equally as nervous. What was going on here?
"What's his name?" Hakoda furrowed his brows as he could tell they were all hiding something.
"I-I- I don't know." Aang trembled as she saw Katara's dad get real suspicious.
"Then what does he look like?"
"Don't kn-"
"You do."
"I don't." Aang looked back to his coworkers to save him but Hakoda grabbed his bald head and forced him to look his way.
"Focus on me, son. Who is my daughter dating?"
And Aang cracked like an egg.
"He's your neighbor, M-"
"Aang, get your ass in the back and clean that spill you made!" Toph shouted over him.
Aang hurried away from Mr. Mizu to go clean the mess.
Hakoda could see there was something wrong here. Very wrong. And what neighbor?
Returning home, Hakoda noticed the neighbor to his right was outside watering his plants like he normally did. However; Hakoda figured if anyone would anything suspicious going on with his daughter, then he would know.
"Hakoda, thanks spirits you've finally returned home." Arnook greeted his fellow Water Tribe neighbor.
Approaching the slightly older man, "Hey, Arnook, can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, sure. What is it?" Arnook placed down his water holes and went up to the gate of his property where his neighbor stood.
Hakoda sighed as he got a really bad feeling, "Have you noticed anything weird about my daughter lately?"
Arnook furrowed his brows. "Like what exactly?"
"Like who's she been seeing. I talked to her earlier on the phone and she said she was out but she hasn't returned home. So I went to her job to figure out more about this boyfriend of hers but everyone was reluctant to say anything. All one of them managed to say was he was a neighbor but I doubt it. All the teens her age have moved out or gone off to college." Hakoda sighed.
Arnook swallowed hard as he took off his hat and held it in front of him, "I saw her with some luggage and a beach ball. I assume she went to the beach."
"The beach? Wow, must be something out of town." Hakoda chuckled as he felt a little better. Maybe that's why she wasn't home yet. She was at the beach. "Well, did she get in the car with anyone? I'm sure you probably caught a glimpse of them."
Oh, he caught more than a glimpse. Arnook saw the girl take her things across the street and hand her things to Mr. Yong. He didn't really think much of it though he would admit to noticing the two were more acquainted than ever before. Arnook had seen Mr. Yong dropping Katara off from work or even picking her up. And on some occasions he'd see Katara go to his house for a little bit, carrying groceries with her. He thought it was odd but didn't think more of it until he saw her leave that day with him. It was baffling and shocking to see Mr. Yong reach down and kiss that girl on the lips before getting in the car and driving off. That was two days ago and he could only imagine what that man was up to with that innocent girl. Katara was a good girl and always stayed focused. Only reason she wasn't in college right now was because her father wanted her to simply have a normal life outside of her studies. He knew that the bastard must have manipulated her.
Shaking his head as he felt pity for what he was about to tell Hakoda, "Katara got in the car with Mr. Yong. They left two days ago."
"Mr. Yong?" Hakoda was now very very confused. "Why would she get in Mr. Yong's car if she was going to the beach?"
Arnook gave him a look.
Hakoda furrowed his brows, "That's not possible."
"Hakoda, I saw them. I've been seeing them for the past four months. I wouldn't make this up."
"Wait, what exactly have you been seeing?"
Arnook sighed and opened the gate to his property, "You might want to take a seat for this. Come on inside."
…..
On the car ride back home, Katara slurped on her milkshake as she texted her coworkers that she'd be home soon. She just noticed she had a few missed calls from her father but didn't worry about it. She already told him she was out and decided to send him a text letting him know she was on her way back home.
"I meant to tell you last night but my son is coming to stay with me for a little while." Ozai told her.
"Your son? Zuko, right?"
"Yes, you must remember him from the few times I had seen him and your brother fight."
Yeah, Katara remembered Zuko and Azula were also in this new life too. They weren't around often but they used to stay through the summers and they would play in the neighborhood park. Zuko had tried to play with her since the other kids thought he was weird and she would have befriended him if her overprotective brother hadn't poured a bucket of sand on his head and fought him. After that, nearly every summer from elementary to early High School, did Katara watch her brother and Mr. Yong's son fight. His daughter and her would just sit and watch their idiot brothers fight. She couldn't say her and Azula got along but they were definitely not morons like their brothers.
Offering him some of her milkshake, "Well, fortunately, my brother is in the military and deployed so you don't have to worry about any fighting."
"It's not your brother I think will fight him. It's me."
"Hmm?" Katara looked over to him after he rejected her milkshake. "Why would you fight your own son?"
Ozai didn't want to tell her that his son would likely be creeping on her if she were to come over. "My son and I have a strained relationship. As long as he follows my house rules, everything will be fine but if he doesn't, then we'll have a problem."
Katara nodded. So even here, Ozai and Zuko don't get along.
Arriving home, Ozai saw his son was already at the house, laying in his grass like a fucking idiot. Gods help me. He could already see he was going to end up choking the boy.
Getting out of the car, "Stop lying in my grass like one of those tree loving hippies!" Ozai hissed as he slammed the car door.
Katara got out too and went over to see what was going on. She saw Ozai go over to his son and yank him out the grass to his feet, wiping the grass and dirt off of him as he lectured him.
Slapping him upside the head, "Look at you, you're a damn mess. Go get in the house and bathe, you smell like you've been rolling around in a barn." Ozai tossed the keys at him.
Zuko groaned and rolled his eyes as he took the keys.
"And you're getting a haircut so you can look decent for a job interview!"
Katara laughed as she saw Zuko drag his feet to the door. He really did look like a bum. She thought Ozai was just kidding in the car about him but Zuko looked like he was living on the streets and alleyways. His hair was long and shaggy and he obviously needed new clothes.
Sighing as he pinched his brows, Ozai saw Katara come up beside him and place her hand on his side.
"Looks like you have your hands full. Guess, I'll grab my things and head home." She smiled at him.
"I'll text you later tonight." He told her as she was getting him to lean down and kiss her. Kissing her forehead afterwards, Ozai ran his hand over her head and sighed. "Be a good girl for me until I see you next."
"I will be." She giggled.
Grabbing her things Katara headed across the street to her house and entered the house with her house key. She placed her things down as she took off her shoes.
"I'm home." She sang.
"Great, took you long enough to get home." Hakoda said as he approached her with his arms folded to his chest and a scowl on his face.
Katara giggled as she went to hug him and try to kiss his cheek like she typically did when he was returning home after such a long time. But he pulled away from her and stopped her.
"I bet you kiss your boyfriend. I don't want his spit on my face." He said.
Pouting, "But I miss you."
"I'm sure." Hakoda sighed as he went to get her bags to carry upstairs. "How about you go try some of those pork cutlets and rice noodles I had fixed for you? I'll take your things up."
Katara smiled and skipped her way to the kitchen. La, she loved this new life of hers. It was so much fun and she didn't have to deal with any of the terrible things from her past. Ozai was a nicer person in this life. Her friends were all in this life too. And she was just a normal person. No siren or phoenix or inhuman nonsense. This was the ideal life for her. She could just be herself.
Upstairs, Hakoda placed his daughter's things down and decided to open her bags to be sure. Arnook told him a lot last night and he didn't know if he could believe it but Mr. Yong's car never came back last night. However, as he peeked out of his daughter's window, he saw the man's car was there at the same time that Katara was returning home.
Hakoda dreaded it but he couldn't go on with these questions and thoughts. Was his daughter really seeing that bastard from across the street? And if so, how far had things gone between them? Opening his daughter's luggage, Hakoda found all he needed to answer those questions. There was pink lingerie, an opened box of contraceptives, and other questionable things that gave light to what his daughter was doing on her trip to the beach.
Becoming lightheaded, Hakoda sat on the edge of her bed and went through his daughter's phone. He found messages between her and a coworker that was helping her plan ahead for their beach trip and messages between her and Mr. Yong dating back the night he left for the South Pole. Seemed they had been doing a lot together. Her photos had pictures of them at various different locations. And the more recent ones of them at the beach. There was even a photo of his daughter taking a selfie of herself in the bathroom with Mr. Yong in the background in nothing but a towel.
Humming to herself as she ate the pork cutlets while standing up, dancing across the kitchen floor, Katara figured she should text Ozai. Just to check on him and ask him what he wanted her to make him for lunch tomorrow. She had been making his lunch ever since he fell in love with her cooking. Maybe she should make pork cutlets like her dad made them. They were so good. I'll probably do that for dinner one night.
In her giddy mood, Katara made her way upstairs to grab her phone but as she got to her room, she saw her father sitting on her bed with a drawry look on his face. Her eyes widened as she noticed her luggage was out and her pills and lingerie were exposed.
"Dad, it's not-"
"Katara, you know that man and I are practically the same age, why are you seeing him?" Hakoda looked up at his daughter.
Katara rubbed her arm as she stood awkwardly in front of her father. "Umm…"
…
Zuko rubbed the towel on his head as he walked down stairs to see his dad on his laptop. Walking barefooted in only a pair of joggers pants that his father loaned to him, he plopped down beside him on the couch.
"So what is she? Like fifteen now?" He laughed until his father punched him in his side and winced away.
Ozai took his glasses off and glared at his annoying son, "She's legal and none of your business. Now leave me alone. I'm trying to find a place for you. You're not staying here any longer than a few weeks."
Zuko smirked, "Why? Afraid I'll catch you two fucking?"
"Watch your mouth!"
"What? Am I supposed to pretend you didn't already sleep with her?"
"That's none of your business."
"Then I take it as a yes."
Ozai scoffed and closed his laptop. "There's enough space and rooms in this house for us to not have to sit in each other's faces, so go get lost. I'm tired of looking at you."
Shrugging, Zuko was about to head up the stairs when he heard a knock on the door. He figured it would be that neighbor chick that was banging his dad now. He really didn't see that coming. She was always such a goodie goodie and he didn't even think she had ever dated anyone before. Nerds like her didn't do too well in the dating market. He had her pegged all wrong. No goodie goodie would be fooling around with an older man at her age.
Opening the door, "Hey, Katara came back to play so soon?" Zuko smirked as he looked her up and down. He swore if his dad fucked this up, he was swooping in. She could be a goodie goodie nerd all day but she was the prettiest nerd he had ever seen.
"Umm, can I come in? I really need to talk to Oz- I mean your father." Katara said a bit nervously.
Pushing the door open for her to enter, "Come on in."
Katara walked in under his arm and went over to Ozai, who was on his laptop. She closed it as she sat beside him, getting his attention as panic surfaced her face.
"I told my dad." She said nervously. "Or rather he found out and I had to tell him. A neighbor saw us kissing before we went to the beach and they told my dad."
Ozai saw this coming. It was likely that Water Tribe asshole gawking at them.
"And what his response?"
"Well he saw everything in my bags and knows what we did on the trip, so he was really pissed. I had to talk him out of coming over here because he was already making threats." Katara sighed as she took Ozai's hand brought it to her face. "I'm sorry if I'm making things more complicated."
Caressing her cheek, Ozai shook his head. "I knew what I was getting myself into. What do you want me to do?"
"I talked my dad into getting to know you. Have dinner with us tomorrow night?"
Yeah, he didn't want to do that. He really didn't. And he was sure she could tell because she was giving them that look she gave him when she really wanted something.
"Please!" Katara moved closer to him.
Ozai looked away from her.
"I'll do that thing you asked me to do next time we get to be alone. Cat ears and everything."
Zuko spit out the orange juice he had literally drank from the carton. "I didn't know you were into cat girls, dad." He died laughing.
Ozai shut his eyes and sighed as Katara threw one of the sofa pillows at Zuko.
"I'll do it but if your father puts his hands on me-"
"Hit my dad and I'll hit you back."
Ozai snorted a laugh as he got up from his sofa and told her to run along home before her father came looking for her.
"Actually, my dad said I can stay here." Katara smiled as she stood up. "I guess he's just as upset at me as he is with you." Pulling her hair behind her ear, "Is it okay if I spend the night?"
…
Drying herself off with a towel, Katara changed into one of Ozai's spare dress shirts and tied her damp hair in a bun. She wondered if she ever wore any of Ozai's clothes in the past. Walking out of the bathroom, the waterbender saw Ozai was on his laptop wearing his glasses and hair tied up. Her lips curled as she climbed into bed and crawled over to him.
"Working on something?" She asked him as she knelt beside him.
"Mhm."
Katara raised her head against his shoulder, "Should I go to bed before you?"
"I'm almost done."
"No rush." She yawned and pulled away to lay down in bed. "I'm sleepy anyway."
When Ozai was done with his work, he put his laptop off to the side on his nightstand and moved over to the waterbender that had fallen asleep. He wanted to wake her but from her soft snoring and the fact she had been asleep for at least thirty minutes, he would just leave her be.
In the morning, Katara wiggled herself out of Ozai's arms and climbed out of bed. She wanted to make breakfast and then fix his lunch before she went back home to get dinner going. But when she got down to the kitchen, she saw Zuko eating a bowl of cereal at the island counter with his phone to his ear, talking with his mouth full. She tried not to give him a weird look but it couldn't be helped, he was grossing her out.
"Don't you have my dad's dick to suck or something?" Zuko laughed as he caught her giving him dirty looks.
Rolling ear eyes, "At least someone's dick is getting sucked around here." She said she opened the fridge to get the ingredients she needed to make breakfast.
Zuko told his friend on the other end that he would call them back. As soon as he clicked the phone over, Zuko walked up to his dad's new girlfriend and stood over her shoulder as she looked like she was preparing something.
"Look, I get my dad is turning you into some housewife that he wished my mother was but I think you should try not to get too full of yourself. My dad is not an easy man to put up with and he's had plenty of women walk right out the door once they saw his other side." Zuko knocked her bun of hair and watched it spill from its tie.
Katara cracked an egg into the bowl and didn't bother glancing over her shoulder at him. "And you're telling me this, why?"
Moving around to lean on the counter as Katara continued cooking, "I'm telling you this so you know that my arms and my bed are always open if you need comforting."
"How about instead of trying to hit on me, you go get a job and a haircut and find someone that's actually interested." Katara finally turned around and grinned up at Zuko. "Cause hitting on your dad's girlfriend is really sad."
Narrowing his eyes at her, "If you don't leave him, he'll leave you. I'm just giving you options here."
"And again, I'm not interested." Katara shoved him out of her way and pulled a spoon out of the drawer and went back to cooking.
"What's he paying you?" Zuko asked her.
"Excuse me?" Katara stopped what she was doing. "Paying me?! What the hell are you talking about?"
Zuko smirked, "So he's not paying you?"
"Why would he?" Katara was really confused here.
"You're fucking him for free?"
"What are you even talking about?!"
Ozai came down stairs to hear his son and Katara arguing about something. He figured she'd get along with him since they were close in age but it would seem he was wrong. However, as he got closer to the kitchen, he figured out just what they were arguing about.
"I don't need to be getting paid to not be interested in you! Maybe I'm just not the cheating type like those other bimbos your father dated before!" Katara hit Zuko with a wooden spoon and shoved him away with it. "So back off or I'm going to shove this wooden spoon up your ass!"
Scoffing, Zuko pushed Katara into her bowl of eggs and laughed when it spilled on her. She growled and threw the bowl at him. He was about to retaliate when she kneed him in the stomach and then kicked him in the face. Katara stepped over him to go back to the fridge to resume cooking.
"You bitc-"
"Get out of my kitchen before I put you out of the house." Ozai said as he finally entered the kitchen.
Sitting up off the floor, Zuko winced and looked up at his father. "She hit me!"
"And I'm sure you were hitting on her too." Ozai bit out as he stood there with his arms folded. "Go on and get out of here."
Zuko scoffed and left before he said anything else. But not before flicking his dad and his new bitch off.
When Zuko was gone, Katara noticed Ozai was quietly leaning against the counter.
"What did he tell you?" He spoke up, clearing the silence.
"Nothing important." Katara replied as she was finally able to focus on cooking.
Ozai studied her, "Nothing important?"
Nodding her head, "I don't care about what happened before with the other women."
"What about my son? He was making passes at you."
Katara paused and glanced over at Ozai, "So what? I told him I wasn't interested."
"And you're not?"
Okay, Katara was starting to notice that there was something with this version of Ozai that was very different than the one she was used to. Ozai always had his insecurities and some sense of self-loathing but he was still a cocky bastard. He never doubts if he could get women to fall in bed with him or woo them over. However; this version of him was having a difficult time believing she was actually into him enough to completely ignore his son and shoot him down harshly.
Setting the kitchen utensils down, Katara decided to walk over to him and settle herself in front of him.
"What is your problem?" She asked him sincerely, trying to figure out why he was looking for fault in her. "If the age thing is bothering you then I get it but I really only have eyes for you. I didn't even notice at the beach that guys were looking at me because I only cared that you were. And I'll probably cut Zuko if he tries that on me again. I just don't understand why you're looking for me to do something to hurt you. Is it because of the women before me? If so, I get it but I really am not that kind of person and it's sad that you expect me to be just like them."
"I'm sorry, Katara." Ozai became seldom as he pulled her to him and held her to him. "I shouldn't treat you with so much distrust."
Hugging him, Katara nodded her head as she smiled. "You really shouldn't cause I'm sort of ruining my great relationship with my dad just to be with you."
Groaning, Ozai had completely forgotten about having to have dinner with her dad tonight. He really wanted to come up with an excuse but he knew that even the best excuse wouldn't sit well with her or her father. Especially not her father.
"I promise I'll keep my dad at bay tonight."
Ozai sucked his teeth, "You owe me." He told her as he glared down at her.
Giggling, "I know but this was your idea too so…-"
"I'm getting the 'stuff' and you're going to wear it."
"Okay, fine." Katara reached up to peck him on the lips before she pulled away.
…..
A/N:
See, I told you there would be connections. Let's see how the story pans out