A/N: Part two. Kataang. Mature Rated.

"I love you Katara."

"I love you too."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." She closed her eyes as he embraced her from behind, peppering her neck in thankful kisses.

"I think I owe you." He whispered into her ear. She shuddered and bit her lip, keeping her eyes closed.

"No, really. I wanted to do that." Her voice as quiet as his.

"I want to do this." He said and gripped her breasts from behind.

She let out a soft moan and pressed back against him, looking in the mirror to see the gleam in his eyes. He kissed the exposed skin on her neck and reached for the ties of her dress, it falling to the floor in seconds and leaving her standing trapped against the bathroom counter in her bindings. He smiled and kissed the back of her shoulders, one hand returning to a breast, the other darting under the edge of her lower bindings. He knew what he was after and he didn't feel so shy about getting it. Not while still on his high from just minutes earlier. He felt her soft skin and a whole new set of lips. He took his index and middle fingers and spread them, tracing the outer lips. She quivered in his hold and gripped the counter to steady herself, that tense feeling in her abdomen feeling like fire now.

"Aang…" She whispered.

"Yes?" He said with a smile.

"Please don't go slow." She tried to negotiate.

"If I remember correctly, you made me beg." He said in a husky tone, putting his two fingers together and sliding up along her entrance. She had an intake of breath and pushed her hips against his body. His other hand gripped her breast harder, feeling her nipple through her bindings.

"I'm sorry." She said so meekly.

"No, you're not. But you will be. You enjoyed yourself. Now It's my turn." He almost growled the last part before running his fingers over her clit ever so slowly, already covered in her juices. She bit her lip and leaned her head back as he tweaked her nipple through the thin cloth. Her mouth was craving him, she need him in so many ways. One way she fully recognized and couldn't remember why they were waiting. Her chest heaved as he slipped down her again, skimming around her entrance and avoiding her clit. He remembered from talks with her that it was extremely sensitive and wanted to drag this out. He felt slowly around her hot slick entrance and her nails dug into the counter.

"Aang, please!"

"Shh." He said and bit into her skin playfully. She whimpered and she felt her walls get tighter, her fire growing higher. He slipped just the tip of his finger inside. She clenched around him and murmured something incoherent, most likely another plea. He showed her mercy and slid into her all the way, making her moan. He slipped out and in again and found rhythm between her walls, her panting and the sound of his fingers echoing in the bathroom. He stopped only for a moment to pass up and touch her clit. He was rewarded with a loud whimper and her hips crashing back into his. He smiled and took his hands off of her.

"Hey!" She said and turned around, frustrated with him. He just smiled and kissed her lips before she could say anything else, hooking his fingers into the fabric of her bindings and pulling them down her legs. He made her step out of them and as she was questioning him he picked her up, placing her on the could counter.

"Aang, what?"

"Katara. Hush."

She wasn't happy with his attitude and was about to tell him off until he dragged her to the edge of the counter. He smiled at her and took her knees in his hands, spreading her open, getting on his knees, and pressing his tongue flat against her womanhood. She made the most delicious sound but tried to fight it.

"Aang please, don't lick there. This is embarrassing!"

He ignored her completely and dragged his tongue upwards very slowly, flicking her clit at the end. She squirmed in pleasure and was engulfed in flames.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" He said and looked up to her with the most evil grin. It took an eternity for her answer to come, but eventually she quickly shook her head. He closed his eyes and slipped his tongue back onto her entrance, her breathing was completely erratic. He loved the taste of her and found a rhythm just as he had before, licking up and down at her entrance and going higher every now and then to taste her clit. The rhythm was smooth and fast and he felt her hips trying to buck up against him. She threw her head back and felt like there was a volcano inside of her ready to blow.

"Aang more, please." She huffed out, arching her back and lost, at his mercy. He complied to his lover, his tongue circling only her clit as he slid in two fingers. She moaned louder, this time his name. He was surprised how the tight walls expanded so easily to fit two fingers side, going as deep as he could and bumping into a larger bundle of tissue at the back. He suddenly felt her tighten around him and she yelled his name, her hips bucking harshly. He stopped and pulled out his fingers, dripping from her. He smiled and leaned over to the sink, washing his hands. When she was able to breathe she sat up straight and wiped the sweat from her forehead, grabbing into the edge of the counter. He came over to her and stood between her legs, looking at her with a smile. She looked up into his eyes and he framed her face, kissing her lips so very tenderly. When he pulled away she play hit him in the chest for making her beg.

"Hey, that was payback." He said and laughed. Her scowl turned into a smile and she grabbed his robes, pulling him close. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Aang."