Title: Hot Lips
Pairing: Zutara
Summary: Zuko's got hot lips. Literally.
Notes: I couldn't help myself from using this pairing for this candy heart.
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The first time it happened, Katara could only gasp in shock and moan when that increased the passion that came with Zuko's lips pressing fervently against hers. There was fire under his skin that burned like the sun, and the thin layer of skin and clothes between them was the only thing that kept her from being burned. They parted, and Katara felt a chill spreading from her lips and she ached for the warmth he gave her.
She would run back to that warmth again and again, revelling in the heat that ran through his veins. Her fingers could trace a path of smoldering fever that on any other person would mean a day in bed doing nothing but drinking water and sleeping. Their days in bed were spent doing more exciting things.
She pressed her lips against his again, arms winding around each other to find the perfect grip and support necessary to focus only on their lips and tongues and teeth and the actions they were doing. The fire burned in her mouth, racing over her tongue, a thrill that chased its way down her back. She breathed him in, breath so hot her lungs might seize, and she exhaled a breath warmer than she had ever felt before she met him.
She could never be cold again.