"You understand, don't you?" asked Zuko. He knew how awkward this conversation was. He lifted Katara's chin; making her look at him. She seemed dazed, almost not there.

"Mhm." she nodded lightly. Zuko sighed.

"It's just it's been six months and the nation excepted to see … something." he said, almost ashamed. "I'm sorry." he dropped his head. Katara didn't answer. She just sat there, dazed and confused.

"So we really have to…" her words trailed off, but Zuko understood.

"I'm sorry." he brushed her cheek so lightly. Katara wasn't really minding the fact that she had to conceive a child with Zuko, in fact she was more than happy. But she didn't want this to ruin anything they had together. She didn't want it to be awkward and silly between them. The truth was, she had fallen in love with him, just as he had her so many months ago. But she just couldn't tell him.

"So…tonight?" she asked, hopeful. Zuko's head shot up but he quickly recovered his surprise.

"If that's what you want." he replied coolly. He was already excited. It was about sunset, right after dinner, and he couldn't wait to get a hold on her. She nodded soberly and told him to return to her room in a few moments. He agreed excitedly but kept his cool. How sweet she is, he thought.

Katara shuffled to find her robe. He was going to be there any moment! She had taken her hair out of her normal braids and let it hang wildly down her back. Right as Zuko knocked on the door and asked for permission to enter the room had she found her robe.

"Come in!" she shouted. She licked her lips and jumped on the bed. Zuko shuffled into the room and immediately spotted Katara. She smiled sheepishly as he entered. His whole face and his ears went red as he saw her lying there. She looked away, ashamed. Finally, she spoke up.

"So…uh...um.." she couldn't think. He shuffled awkwardly onto the bed without a word.

"Uh…" Katara started laughing. "Ok, so, …now?"

Zuko took about a second to think about this, and shyly nodded. "Yes, Katara, now." he reached for her slowly and cupped her face in his hands, kissing her lightly. She immediately flung her arms around his shoulders, letting the robe slide open. He peaked a look and continued kissing. She pulled his hair and tugged at his shirt. Slowly and awkwardly, she through it off to the side. Soon, his chest was bare and Katara's robe was around her shoulders. Between kisses, he would sigh "wow" when he got a look at them. She softly pulled away from him. "Do you want to…touch em?" she suddenly remember Sokka's threat before she let home. She shook her head. This is her home now.

Zuko, who was leaning back against the back of the bed with Katara laying awkwardly across him, reached out to grab them. They were just how he anticipated. He was studied what he knew and repeated what he had heard to himself. He was ready. He grouped at her softly as she kissed his neck harshly. He was ready to go faster. He started pinching her nipple softly, and realized that reaction. He squeezed them harder and a soft moan escaped her mouth. Even harder and she yelped. He quickly stopped.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"No, no. Don't stop." she whispered. "Go ahead. Let lose." she said playfully. Zuko grabbed her by the hips and switched to being on top. Katara leaned back with her legs open, waiting. Zuko took a gulp and stated feeling his way there. He ran his hands up from her feet to her legs then hips. Then he realized that he was still wearing pants. Katara giggled as he rushed to remove them. Once he did he started back and worked his way up again while grouping at her still. He felt her hips move softly as he lay on her, naked. All awkwardness gone, he put his penis right on her. She sat up when she felt it on her. She looked at it for a moment and startled by her own action, reached for it. When Zuko only tossed his head back, she continued. She brushed against it with her hand and even tugged at it. She squeezed and pulled and did whatever he reacted most to. Suddenly she was shifting onto the ground, and pulling his knees to shift also. Now he was sitting on the side of the bed and she was kneeling before him. Zuko leaned back on his hands and moaned as Katara did what she wanted. She felt the liquid in her mouth and spat quickly to continue. She felt so right yet so dirty. She moaned and so did he and their moans and sounds melted together softly. Then, they grew harsher as Zuko pulled her up on the bed again and sat on top of her. He pulled her legs open and found the target easily. He went into her slowly, making sure she wasn't going to back out from the pain. He was feeling it now. The rush. Katara's moaning turned him and so he went faster. Katara gripped onto the sheets; as if holding on for her life. She screamed and hit her first climax as Zuko continued. He started talking to her between heavy breathes. "What's my name?" he asked harshly entering her.

"Zuko" she moaned/screamed.

He went in her again deeper.

"Zukoo!" she scremed. He smiled and so did she. She moved her hips toward him, making him scream. He leaned down toward her so she could hold onto him. Still in her, she grabbed his hair and pushed against him.

"Katara! Ohh Katara!" he moaned. She climaxed for the third time and he the second until they both collapsed together on the floor where all the blankets had been pushed off too. Together they fell asleep not knowing what Katara would conceive.