A/N. I had planned on doing one chapter of this… but I had to much inspiration! So, this chapter doesn't do anything for the plot. Be warned, mature themes.
I don't own Avatar the Last Airbender.
Aang's eyes followed Katara as she ran up the stairs. Where a few months ago, he would have averted his eyes as not to look at her… rear… now, he kept his eyes on it. It moved softly underneath the bindings, and he couldn't help it, but his body just took the first step up the stairs. And the second. And the third.
He laughed. Spirits, of course, he did! This was great… Who cared that the Fire Nation would have to be fought in a few days? What was happening now, that was important…
"Come on old man!" Katara's voice sounded from above him, and looking up, the airbender saw her standing at the top of the staircase. Spirits… She was beautiful. The white linen bindings around her hips were contrasting with her tanned skin, while the crimson top… oh… How he had wanted to remove it already…
"Old?" He managed to croak. His throat was dry once more, even though he wasn't thirsty. No… It was because of a whole other reason.
"Old. You are more than a century old!" the waterbender laughed aloud, before turning back once more and disappearing into the corridor, around the corner of the stairs. He couldn't see her from his position, but he heard the soft breathing somewhere in the dark corridor. Walking up the last few steps of the stair, he arrived at the top.
Hands were around him as soon as Aang turned towards the right side of the corridor, towards where the bedroom was. Her hands…
"You… You have the book somewhere?" The airbender heard the soft question in the slightly hoarse voice, and tried to hide the fact that that made him smile.
"In the chest… But… Tara… do we need it?" To be honest, he may have read it front to back… Several times.
"No." Came her ragged response, and he felt soft lips suddenly touch his left shoulder, the one with the pin scar of a wound he got at Ba Sing Se. In the darkness, he couldn't see the waterbender clearly, but he could feel the long soft velvet hair fall over his left arm, as Katara continued to caress his skin with her lips.
The fact it was her… Spirits, the fire building rapidly inside of his stomach expanded into his chest, his throat, his head, intoxicating him. It was different than the other times. This… This didn't only feel as need… But also as comfort. Comfort knowing that in a world that burning away, she was the anchor holding everything together.
Comfort knowing that at least tonight, they would be safe, together.
"Spirits… I need you." He whispered into the darkness, and felt Katara hands go up and down over his back, pressing her nails into his flesh as softly as possible. Shuddering under that touch, he enclosed his own hands around her waist. Feeling his fingers connect around her back, he began to softly press her towards where Aang thought the door to the bedroom was.
"I… I wanted to try something." Her voice seemed to tremble slightly, and he stopped moving to the door.
"What?" He asked, kissing the top of her head. Anything she wanted to do… Anything, he would be open to it.
"We… We mostly… have a… an order to things." She spoke, and he didn't understand.
"What do… Do you mean?" He managed to say when her lips suddenly changed targets, going from his shoulder towards his collarbone.
"You…" Soft air against the skin beneath his collarbone, "You know… We… prepare, then do it… And finish when... When we both… you know…"
He didn't understand, to be honest… That was how you were supposed to do it, no? But then, he suddenly remembered the chapter in the book. The act isn't always about the penetration.
Oh… Oh. She didn't want to do that? He had to admit, he would have liked to do that tonight… When he had removed her skirt, he had maybe already imagined her on him, moving up and down… But anything she wanted to do, he was alright with that.
"We can do anything you want." Aang answered, knowing that he didn't want to be the guy who insisted on that part of the act… No, he would be happy with whatever she wanted to do, "If you don't want to get… well, you know, entered…"
"What?" Her breath suddenly fell away from his chest, and the airbender realized she had probably lifted her face to look into his eyes out of habit, even if she couldn't see him clearly.
"Well… I thought… I thought you meant…" He began, but was interrupted by a soft chuckle.
"Oh no! No! I just meant… We don't have to stop after finishing… once."
Oooh…
That made sense. He had always stopped Katara whenever he thought he was getting closer to finishing... because Aang had wanted to push it as far as humanly possible, to make their coming together last as long as possible…
Was it possible? He had never tried… To go twice. Was that even possible? If the book was to be believed… it was.
And to be honest, if it was… Spirits, he wanted to do that all night! If she wanted it too, of course!
"Alright." He managed to say. Aang heard a soft breath of relief come from underneath his chin, and mentally, he kicked himself because he hadn't understood it. But at least, it wasn't important. He hadn't screwed up big time.
The hands he had around her waist travelled up slightly until he could feel the soft fabric of the top she was wearing.
"Can… Can I take that off?" Aang asked. He knew that he probably could, even without asking… But it still felt better to ask, to make sure she was comfortable enough revealing more intimate parts of herself… Even if he had already seen them before.
"Yes!" Her voice sounded so, so… hurried? Yes, that was it.
The airbender quickly put his fingers underneath the silk, and pulled the garment up. He felt that Katara lifted her arms up, so that the piece of clothing fell to the ground in a rather hurried fashion. And it didn't help that he knew that Katara was now standing half-naked in front of him, in the dark.
"Bedroom?" He asked, as he put his hand back around her waist. He wanted to touch her… higher up. But not here, not against the wall of the corridor of the Fire Lord's vacation home. Not here where their friends could actually walk into them at any given moment.
"Come with me..." Her voice answered from the dark. He could feel her turn in his arms, and bent slightly down. The flames inside of him flared up as her rear touched his legs ever so softly, and he couldn't help but groan.
"Everything alright?" Aang heard the soft teasing in her voice, and, to his utter surprise, he grinned.
"Oh… perfect." He said, as he let the hands around her waist fall down… lower. The moment he felt the perfect swelling of her rear, he softly put a bit of pressure to his hands, to make the contact between his fingers and the linen-covered skin a bit more present.
"Aang!" Katara's voice sounded surprised too, but not in a bad way. More in an I hadn't expected that kind of surprise. The airbender let his right hand rest against her butt cheek as his left moved to pull down the door handle. As soon as he had found it, Aang quickly opened the door and began to push her softly into the room.
"Are there candles in here?" He asked in a voice that even to himself sounded far off.
"An oil lamp…" He saw her silhouette now, because of the faint moonlight that entered through the window. The airbender saw how her dark form gestured towards the table next to the bed, and he could make out a lamp, one of those cubic ones like he had on Appa's saddle. Taking a step backwards, he quickly waved a hand towards it, trying to summon a little fire.
The dragons had maybe been right that fire was life and passion… Because the flame in the lamp flared up as a beacon, lighting the whole room up as a little sun.
"Oh spirits!" He cursed, trying to calm the flame down.
"Thanks for blinding me!" Katara laughed, rubbing in her eyes. He smiled sheepishly at her as soon as he managed to make the flame in the lamp as small as possible, but that was a mistake. For he now looked at a half-naked Katara, rubbing her eyes with both hands… And the movement made… other parts move as well.
Aang followed the movement of her breasts with his eyes, mesmerized by it. Her beautiful round breasts, with those perfect nipples a shade darker than her skin moved, and he could keep looking at this for the rest of his life, couldn't he? He himself, also standing bare-chested, could feel that his member began to stiffen.
"Are you okay?" He managed to say, realizing he had to say something.
"Yeah, your firebending training is going well I gather?" Katara chuckled, as she put down her hands and began to blink furiously with her eyes, probably to make her eyesight go back to normal. Aang own eyes wandered back to her chest, where her breasts had stopped jiggling as they had done just before… And he knew what he needed to do.
He couldn't just stand there, open-mouthed starring at her. No… This night was meant to be for them. Not for him to creep on her.
Quickly closing the little distance between them, he softly took her face in his hands, gently lifting her chin up. Aang waited until she had stopped blinking, and then kissed her lips, as tenderly as he could under his present arousal. After a few moments, he felt how she parted her own lips to give his tongue access. Smiling into the kiss, he began to lick the tip of his tongue on her bottom lip, as he heard a soft moan come from deep within her, vibrating between their locked mouths.
Katara pushed her lips against his with somewhat more force than he had anticipated, and the airbender had to take a step backwards, but kept her close enough to continue the kiss. Removing his hands from her face, he let them travel downwards. First, he let his fingertips touch her throat ever so lightly, before continuing over her shoulders. He hesitated where to go next, for he knew that her breasts were quite sensitive… But he wanted to draw this out.
So, Aang let his hands go over her arms, travelling down to the part where he had wanted to go from the start. As his fingers past her hands, he could feel her lift her own hands to press them against his chest. Sighing, he kissed her more passionately.
He let his hands slide over the linen bindings that still hid her most inner privacy, and even though he was by now quite familiar with it, he still couldn't quite believe he was getting to see it once more. And feel it once more…
Oh, don't forget "to fill it once more"!
Shut up brain.
Finding the knot that held the bindings together, he quickly began to try and work out how she had pulled it together. After a few moments of fumbling, Aang felt her lips disconnect from his own.
"Here, let me help." She whispered, and the hands on his chest disappeared. Sighing, he let her undo the knot. To be honest, he would have liked to untie it… but as long as it ended up by being undone, he could live with it
"There." He heard Katara breath, and he looked down to see the linen bindings loose around her hips, "Get them off."
That, she didn't need to say twice. Aang quickly put his hands back and searched for the extremities of the long linen cloth. When he found one, he began to peel it off. After a few moments, the last garment the waterbender was wearing fell around her feet, and Aang could see the dark patch of hair, forming a perfect triangle between her long legs. He sighed, but it came out sounding more like a small whine.
"Someone is eager." Katara laughed, and he could only agree. He felt pressure around the waistband of his trousers, and, looking at the waterbender, he saw the small triumphant grin.
"You didn't think I was the only one who was getting naked, did you?"
"Oh… No, I didn't." He smiled back, as her fingers not only entered the waistband of his trousers, but at the same time into his undergarments. And then, the waterbender pulled.
He still had his boots on, so the trousers pooled just underneath his knees. Quickly kicking them off, he stepped out of his trousers. They were both naked now…
"Could you… Could you do that thing we did in that hut again?" Katara's voice sounded shy, and he smiled. Aang suspected he knew what she meant.
"Of course." He quickly sat down on the bed, and, with his back against the headboard of the bed, with a cushion in the small of his back, just where the scar of the failed murder attempt was situated. Pulling his legs up a bit, he gestured for her to sit down. Aang saw the waterbender sit down, turn her back towards him as shuffle backwards until her back made contact with his chest.
As soon as he felt her, the airbender also saw how she relaxed a bit. This had bee so nice… For he had been able to touch her everywhere, and it had been so, so nice… So intimate.
"I liked this… Then. And now too…" He heard her whisper as he let his fingers gently caress the skin of her waist, going up and down, not quite touching the parts that he really wanted to touch.
"Me too." He answered, bending down his neck and kissing her shoulder, moving from there to the soft skin of her throat. As he went up her throat, peppering it with kisses, Aang let his hands go further up, until he met the swell of Katara's breasts. The sigh from her vibrated against the skin of her throat, and he couldn't help but smile proudly as he began to kiss her just underneath her ear.
Without looking at it, he found her nipples, and, instead of taking them immediately in between his fingers, the airbender let his fingers pass over them as if he hadn't felt them. The soft whine from Katara made him think she didn't like that.
"There…" He heard her sigh, so he obliged. Letting his fingers go back to her nipples, he took both between his fingers. He knew, maybe he should go slower… But spirits, he needed her… Letting them roll between his fingers, he could feel them harden under his touch. And that made… other parts harder.
"You… Tui… and La… like this, don't you?" He heard her murmur into the room, and he couldn't help but smile.
"I do… Everything to do with you, I like…" Aang whispered back, and then kissed the ear lobe of the waterbender's left ear. He had read in the book… That it was a… erogenous zone?
"Spirits, that tickles!" She suddenly laughed.
Nope. Apparently, it only made her giggle. Well, that was a new kind of information. Putting his chin on her shoulder, abandoning his search for the exciting part of the ear, he sighed while playing with her breasts. Spirits, it was messed up… Here they were, at the probable end of the world, or maybe of the war, and what was he thinking of? The sexual importance of the ear.
At least he could say he knew that when the world went up in flames…
Stop.
Not about that.
He continued, releasing Katara's right breast and softly letting his fingers travel down south.
"Mmm… And where do you think you are going?" He heard the smile in the waterbender's voice.
"Oh… I think you know perfectly well where I am going." Aang whispered back, letting his fingertips touch the soft hair above and around her centre. Spirits, he had never really taken the time to think about it… But it looked so… so beautiful. He had heard that some people… Or at least, if Bumi was to be believed, the concubines of the princes and kings of the Earth Kingdom, shaved their whole bodies bare… But how could that be beautiful? He liked this part of Katara. It showed off her own femininity…
"Aang… S-stop t-teasing…"
Oh! Crap! He had forgotten that he had been going there with a purpose, and instead, he had just been caressing the skin around her sex. Monkeyfeathers!
He let his index travel up and down the folds in her centre, feeling the warmth and slickness that was already building up there… It was just so soft… So inviting… So warm.
"A-Aang…" He felt her arch her back away from his stomach, as a soft sound came from her throat. It was something between a moan and a groan, and he couldn't help but lift his eyebrows at that sound.
"Are you alright?" He half laughed, half asked seriously.
"Shut up." He could hear the laugh, but also the slight embarrassment in her voice and chose not to elaborate. He had made weird sounds too during the other times, and she hadn't judged. So why should he?
He let his finger caress the top of her sex, and felt the little knob that was there. A small gasp from the waterbender seemed encouraging, so he changed his finger. Now, he put his thumb against that place and let his index venture downwards once more. The gasps and the occasional moan made him think he was doing alright… Right?
"D-don't stop that." He heard her mutter. Could he… Could he make it even better? From the small experience he had in this department, Aang had seen that it helped… to let it enter?
He pressed the finger that had been caressing her folds into the entrance, but not hard or suddenly. He put just the tip in, and, when he didn't hear any complaints, he continued until his finger was inside of her a third of its length. The soft panting next to his ear seemed to indicate he was doing something alright.
"Spirits… Aang…"
Should he flip her around now? Maybe kiss her down there?
"Would you like to have me… have me… You know… lick… down there?" He managed to say, as he was concentrating more on the efforts he was putting into turning his fingers at the same rhythm.
"L-later. When… Oh Tui… When I'mmmmm…" The rest of her sentence was drowned in a long moan, and Aang couldn't help but feel his heart swell of pride at that fact. He had managed to… Spirits. Was it always that easy?
"Did you…" He asked, but he saw the glazed expression in those big ocean blue eyes, and assumed that, yes, she did. After a few moments, he saw her smile at him.
"Not that intensely… But yeah…" The waterbender let her head rest against his chest, and Aang was sure she could hear the rapid heartbeat in his chest. It was good! They had a great start! And spirits… He had not even been touched. And she had said they could do this several times tonight…
And he promised himself he would try and make her come once more before even considering to get to the penetration part. It sounded stupid, as if he was putting rules on their lovemaking… but he was just trying to give her as much pleasure as he could imagine.
"You know…" Katara suddenly spoke, interrupting his planning, "I didn't get to finish what I was saying when you so rudely interrupted me…"
"I thin you interrupted yourself my love…" He laughed, letting his finger slide out of the waterbender, who groaned softly. Casting a furtive look at the finger, he could see it was covered in a sticky liquid. And he couldn't help but grin proudly.
"Anyway… When I got interrupted… I was saying that I was going to do that to you first."
And his mind went blank. He had said he could lick her down there… And she wanted to do that to him? Sure, she had taken his member in her mouth before… but never long, and certainly not any further than the head. And he had always stopped her before she could go further… Spirits, he just knew that if she went any further then that, that he wouldn't be able to control himself…
"Aang? Earth to Aang." Her voice sounded far away.
"Hm?" He looked up.
"I was saying…" She laughed softly, apparently having seen how he had not been listening, "That we could maybe try… and do that longer than three seconds?"
Yep. Now he knew for sure. His brain had been replaced by a lemur playing a fiddle. Had to be.
"Are… Are you… sure?" He didn't want her to do anything she didn't want to do, only to please him… But spirits, Aang wanted it. If he could still manage to go once more after that… Spirits yes, he wanted that.
"You know I wouldn't be suggesting it if I didn't." A hand suddenly cupped his face, and he saw the soft smile on her face, "You'll just have to… warn me… when you… you know…"
Oh. Oh!
"Yes! Yes, of course!" He had seen a paragraph in the book that talked about that, and apparently, it was possible to… swallow it. But he didn't want her to do that. At least, not if she didn't want to do it! Maybe he would like it. And… for some weird reason, his imagination conjured up an image of Katara's face… While she did that.
Stop it brain, when did you get so dirty!
Always was.
"Just… Tap on my shoulder…" Katara suddenly shuffled away, and turned around. Now, sitting on her knees in front of him, while he had his legs still wide, she probably had quite a view of his… Well, member in state of excitement.
She seemed to think for a moment, before smiling. Aang watched as she lay down on her stomach, her long legs spread on the bed. From his sitting position at the headboard of the bed, he had a good view of her back, covered by the long loose hair, her plump rear and then of the long legs. Spirits… And he was supposed not to finish directly at the sight of that?
Katara's head was between his knees, and she was holding her chin up against a fist, while her elbows pressed into the mattress.
"You know… I would never have thought about… You know… sucking it, without that book…"
Thank the Spirits for the book!
He grinned sheepishly, not quite sure what to answer to that, but apparanlty, it didn't need an answer, for Katara moved one of her hands, placing the whole weight of her head on one fist, and with her second hand, Aang felt her close around his member. Taking a sharp breathe, he looked into her eyes.
She smiled shyly at him as he felt her hand move down, letting the skin around the head go down as well. And her hand moved up. Spirits…
"Is this alright?" She asked, as she did the same movement once more.
Aang couldn't speak, but just nodded, his eyes closed. Due to the position she was lying in, he had seen her breasts pressed against each other, and he knew for certain that if he was getting that view, with those blue eyes starring at him, while she did that… spirits…
Suddenly, the warm fingers were removed from the shaft, and he could feel her move on the bed. Would this mean…
Yes. It did.
Aang felt the soft lips of the waterbender on the tip of his member, and how she opened her mouth to him. He resisted the urge to press upwards, and just let her do her thing. Her lips moved over the head of the shaft. Groaning, he managed to think straight. Calm… She had done this several times already! No need to…
Spirits.
Her tongue had just begun to lick him around… Spirits! He quickly formed a fist around a blanket that lay on the bed and let out a moan. Spirits, that felt so, so good… He could die now. He was as happy as he could ever get, right?
Nope.
To his utter astonishment, the airbender felt Katara press her lips further down, past the head. Spirits, he had heard of that… but had never expected Katara to do that. He had stopped her every time she had suggested elaborating it when she did this… But apparently, tonight would be a night where new territories would be explored…
Aang felt her lips move back up again, and was relieved when he heard the soft plop of her mouth disconnecting from his shaft.
"Tara, that was…" But before he could finish, her lips were back, going down to where she had left off. Oh Spirits and every god possible… This was too much.
She did that several times again before he had to quickly tap on her shoulder, indicating that he would last very long. Doing so, he had opened his eyes, only to be met with a sight he would never forget. His… member in her mouth, and those big ocean blue eyes starring directly at him.
She let his shaft escape her mouth, and as it landed back against his stomach, he came. Spirits… As he groaned, Aang realized that he had been just on time, for if he had come… right in her mouth… Oh Spirits, that would have been so embarrassing…
"Tara…" He groaned, as he felt his seed on his stomach… This was going to be an interesting night…
Answers:
Jjsmith103: I'm from the Netherlands, but live in France! Exactly, their relationship has had it ups and downs, because of external things, but the fact they started off as friends really shows how much they care for each other! And yeah, Aang and Katara both are a bit of a mess, but I think that it is in character for both to try and avoid the problem, and do what makes them happy.
Handler: Thank you so much, I wasn't too sure about the last few chapters, but tried to show how afraid the are of losing and maybe losing each other. And last chapter also served as kind of recap of what happened lol! Will that be important?...