Sleepy

A/N – I just can't get over this hump of doing semi-smutty stuff to full blown awesome smuttiness. Sorry the prompt is late.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

She was snoring. It wasn't the light, cute snore than he had grown accustomed to over the years they spent traveling. This was a full blown snore that could have put her brother to shame. And really the only time she ever snored like this was after an intense night of fiery lovemaking that left her totally spent and unable to keep her mouth closed while she slept.

So there Katara was, lying on her stomach with her arms supporting her head. Her mouth was open but an inch and the smallest bit of drool escaped to run onto the silk sheets. Her bare back was exposed to him all the way down to the curve of her buttocks where their blanket covered her. But still, she was so was so very beautiful to Aang despite the drool, snores, and hair appearing to be windswept from the night before. The knowledge that he had been the one to put her in that state made him swell with a sense of masculine pride. He wasn't immune to the criticisms about his masculinity that plagued him since he was a teenager but his fiancé seemed to have no doubts and that was all the reassurance he needed.

He could only chuckle slightly at how unexpected this moment would have been to him even just a year ago. The two had been sixteen and eighteen the first time that they'd made love. And Aang had been exorbitantly nervous before, during, and after. He was certain that he wouldn't be able to satisfy her in a way that would symbolize his love for her or as much as he felt she deserved.

Aang recalled how their first time ended when he rolled off of her covered his face with his hands and a steady stream of apologies flowed from his mouth. She had been so, so confused and had no clue what in the "Spirits' names" her seemingly manic boyfriend was apologizing for after what she considered the most incredible night of her life. He was became increasingly flustered and stumbled over his words the more he tried to apologize.

"Aang, take a deep breath. Calm down and please explain to me what has got you so upset. I'd thought you would have fallen asleep or been more relaxed after…what we just did."

Aang did as she instructed him. He took a deep breath through his nose. Though many years had passed, Aang was still maintained the tendency to get himself into a tizzy over her and any physicality in their relationship. By the time he was ready to exhale he had calmed himself enough to speak.

"You..ya know…once."

A few tense beats of silence passed and Katara's eyebrows gradually drew together in a look of confusion. Aang could feel his face flushing as he stared at a spot on the bed in between them.

"Yes…the was the best part…um…why is that a bad thing?" She asked after a few moments of still not being able to grasp what was problematic about their first night together.

"I can't believe we're having this conversation right now. You were supposed to have more. Don't you know that? I've always heard that a woman is supposed to have more than one, otherwise she won't be satisfied and will probably end the relationship." Aang groaned the hands now covering his mouth, cheeks, eyes, and forehead.

"Where did you hear that?" Katara sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger.

"Sokka told me. And he said that if I wasn't prepared to make that happen that I shouldn't even try because it would ruin everything. For some stupid reason I thought that tonight I could make it happen. You looked so beautiful and I love you so much and I just wanted to-"

His rambling was cut short by her soft laughter and an even softer kiss on his lips.

"Aang, from what I've heard, most don't even reach their peak the first time. I'm pretty sure Sokka was trying to scare you. He knew eventually we'd want to make love and he was trying to keep it from happening. He couldn't exactly tell me not to…because he's not that much of an idiot. And just so you know," her voice dropped as she scooted closer to whisper in his ear, "I was downright pleased with everything you did tonight. It was better than I had ever imagined."

He pulled back just a bit to meet her gaze. "Really? You aren't just telling me that to make me feel better are you?"

"Really," she nodded before continuing, "but I definitely wouldn't complain if we worked on my having more than one orgasm. Goals are a good thing to have, you know. They keep you focused."

He couldn't help but to smile at her humor and fairly blatant encouragement.

"I'm glad to have pleased you, Katara of the Southern Watertribe. And now I feel quite silly for worrying in the first place. But, I will make you an Avatar's promise to satisfy you as much as possible for as long as I am able."

She could drape herself on top of him and kiss him deeply in response. It was her own way of seeing that he kept his promise as soon as possible.

Her stirring next to him brought Aang back to present. He hadn't expected his light chuckling would wake her given how deeply she was sleepy. She huffed just a little and turned her back towards him, scooting into his body as he threw an arm around her waist and pulled her snuggly to him.

"What are you giggling at this early in the morning?"

"Two things. I'm a manly man—I don't giggle. Second, it's not early. I'm guessing it's a couple of hours to midday. You tend to sleep in after I-"

"Fine," she interrupted and yawned broadly before closed her eyes again, "What are man-laughing at this not-so-early hour?"

"Well Sweetie, the universe just loves proving Sokka wrong. Still sleepy?"

"Mmmhmm. Fifteen more minutes and we can help the universe prove him wrong even more."