Azula woke up to whispers disturbing her sleep.
"Should we wake her up?"
"She seems fine."
"Hey she's your friend I was just trying to help."
She groaned and opened her eyes to Katara and Sokka standing over her.
"Good Morning!" Sokka beamed at her, "We knew our new place was comfortable but didn't know anyone could sleep outside."
Azula rubbed her eyes, "What time is it?"
"Well it's past midnight, so maybe around 3 am, the party is over," Sokka said laughing.
"Fuck, I'm sorry I didn't mean to overstay," Azula got up with her muscles aching from sleeping in a chair.
Katara was still staring at her in silence.
"Don't be silly, stay the night here." Sokka shrugged, "It's not a big deal."
"I'm sure Uber still works late at night," Katara said bitterly.
Sokka gave her a weird look, "Um, Katara I think it's pretty unsafe right now."
"Fine."
Azula grimaced as Katara turned around and went inside.
"Uh okay," Sokka smiled nervously, "I don't know what's up with her but come on in, you can sleep in our spare room"
Azula nodded gratefully and followed Sokka inside.
"Okay here's a towel if you want to shower and I think Katara has some clothes you can borrow," Sokka gestured around the room, "Obviously our home is your home."
"Thank you, I really appreciate this," Azula replied sincerely.
"No problem," Sokka turned to leave, "Katara's room is around the corner so call her if you need anything."
Azula sighed, remembering the swimmer's look of anger from the party. She sat on the bed and contemplated the pros and cons of approaching Katara but the image from the party was all she could focus on. She would just have to apologize and move on. Azula was rarely amiable but she could admit when she made mistakes. She got up and walked around the corner to Katara's room.
Azula knocked on the door. Hesitant footsteps rustled around as she waited. A minute passed and Katara finally opened the door. She was dressed in a bathrobe and looked like she was just about to take a shower.
"Do you need something?" Katara glared at her.
"I'm here to express an apology." Azula carefully said.
Katara raised an eyebrow.
Azula sighed, "You really like making things hard." Katara just stared at as she continued, "I'm sorry that you had to witness such a public display of a drunken mistake...I-"
Azula twisted her bracelet, "I wasn't aware that you considered me as more than a friendship…"
Katara's posture relaxed but didn't respond. They stood there for a moment, Azula uncharacteristically nervous.
Finally Katara started to smile, "Azula we literally sat and watched the sunset and talked about our personal lives, was that not a date to you?"
"I...uh"
Katara started laughing, "For someone so smart, you really are bad at picking up social cues."
"I've never been involved in any sort of dates, I wasn't aware there were cues.."
Katara's laugh subsided and a more serious tone replaced it, "I do like you, a lot. I thought I was being so obvious." She took Azula's hand, "Maybe I should have been clearer."
Azula looked at her, surprised, "You're not angry?"
Katara leaned in and kissed her, "No."
Azula pulled away.
"I'm so sorry I thought-" Katara stammered.
Azula waved her apology away, "No not that, I do very much like you as well. I'm just filthy right now."
Katara laughed in relief and tugged Azula into her bathroom. "We can take care of that in here."
They fell into each other with the door slamming shut. Katara slid out of her bathrobe, causing Azula to stare as the swimmer's very naked body was suddenly revealed. Before she could register Katara's body pressed against hers, she felt fingers fumbling with her crimson top, and it falling away to reveal her own breasts. The swimmer immediately placed her lips on a nipple, biting and sucking while Azula moaned. Her bottoms slipped off somewhere between Katara's excited hands and soon Azula was completely naked. They stumbled toward the shower, Katara turning on the water as she pinned Azula against the wall.
Katara slid her thigh between Azula's legs while her hands massaged at her breasts. Azula could feel her wetness pooling onto Katara's leg as she rocked against it impatiently. Steam and water seeped between them as the shower was turned on.
Azula suddenly gripped Katara's wrist and jerked the swimmer around. Katara gasped as she felt herself being turned around, her ass now pressed up against Azula's pelvis. A groan escaped the swimmer as Azula rubbed and teased at her nipples. She let her hands trail down to between Katara's legs, her lips biting at her neck.
"Azula…" Katara leaned back into her and closed her eyes.
Azula ran her hands everywhere but the swimmer's sex, she circled down and up, teasing with her fingers.
The pounding water and the feeling of Azula's naked body pressed up against Katara was too much.
"Stop teasing.." Katara muttered.
Azula smirked and nipped at her ear. "Where's your manners?"
Katara jerked up as Azula's fingers came dangerously close to entering her. She was stubborn but not this kind of stubborn.
"Please." Katara begged, "Please fuck me Azula."
Azula grimaced in satisfaction and slid two fingers into the swimmer's cunt. She slowly pumped them in and out as Katara grinded up against her. She could feel Katara climaxing into an orgasm when she slid her fingers out.
Katara was about to protest when Azula slipped in front of her and dropped to her knees. She palmed Katara's ass and concentrated on swirling her tongue around the swimmer's clit. Azula slid three fingers back into Katara and relished in the wet clench around them.
Soon, Azula could feel Katara trembling into orgasm. The wet slapping of her fingers echoed through the shower while her lips sucked at the swimmer's sensitive clit. Katara's body jerked in pleasure and she let out a scream, "Fuck! Azula..."
Azula kept licking gently and only slid her fingers out when she felt Katara relax. She kissed up her toned stomach and trailed her lips until they met Katara's warm mouth. Her arms caught the swimmer as Katara slumped forward, resting her head on Azula's shoulder, "Azula...that was…"
Azula smirked, "I'm not always the bottom."
She felt Katara softly laughing.
"No you definitely aren't."
They spent the rest of the shower, slowly rubbing soap into each other's soft skin. Azula closed her eyes and almost groaned in satisfaction as Katara washed her hair. She rarely felt this relaxed. They took turns washing and exploring each other's bodies until the water wrinkled the tips of their fingers.
They finally stepped out and dried off, Katara handing Azula an oversized college shirt and underwear.
"No shorts?"
Katara looked at her innocently, "I haven't done laundry yet."
Azula laughed as they got into bed clean and very satisfied. She felt Katara's arms wrap around her and she shifted comfortably against her. Azula almost smiled as she fell into a deep sleep.