I Need To Find Myself
Song Inspired: Jill Scott-He Loves Me
*Alright guys, this is the most important chapter yet, and another long one; containing 15,742 words. I seriously don't know how my chapters get so long; I guess I just get so into writing them that I literally open the creative floodgates in my brain lol. But all in all, I took a lot of time with this one and I can say that it was truly fulfilling to write it for all of you. I can't wait to read all of your reactions after you read it :] Enjoy*
All see could see was darkness as she struggled to open her eyes; her mind still hazy from the toll in which Azula's surprise attack took on her body. She tried to collect her thoughts, but couldn't remember much; only a final glimpse of Aang seemingly engulfing himself along with the bitter fugitive in a brilliant display of blue energy, emanating from within the young Avatar as it glided from his limbs onto hers before she finally succumbed into her weakened state and collapsed. Her vision was a blur as she struggled to raise herself from the ground; only for her to sense that she was no longer on top of the pavement, but on comfortable ground, familiar ground. She slowly raised her head as her eyes continued to adjust to her surroundings; still unable to make out where she was as she supported herself with her elbows. She then placed her left hand over her face as her expression twisted into that of exhaustion; groaning as she tiredly squint her eyes and continued to force her sight to make out the environment around her.
But she didn't have to look too hard, for she immediately recognized exactly where she was as her vision continued to improve. She looked around to see the dimly colored green walls, her dresser along with her brush and hairpins laying on its surface, her mirror, and the soft ground she assumed she was laying on was not just any soft ground, but the piece of cushioned furniture that she called her bed. She has just realized that she was back in her room.
Her newly restored vision led her focus towards the bed underneath her, noticing that her comforter and pillow were tossed sloppily on the floor. She raised her eyebrow in confusion from the sight, "O…k…why is my bedspread on the ground?" thought a discombobulated Katara to herself as she rubbed her cold cheek. As Katara slightly shivered from the nippiness in her room, her focus then turned to the lonely window on the far end of her room. She gazed outside and observed the weather; tumultuous and thunderous as rain poured down from the blackened sky. She continued to look out at the astounding view of Ba Sing Se, submerged within the catastrophic force of this enormous storm as the brilliance of every bolt of lightning that shot down from the heavens continued to radiate and illuminate throughout the populous city. Thankfully, she saw no one within her viewing distance within the mercy of this perfect storm; only leaves, tree branches and other sorts of debris being tossed violently through the air by the fierce gusts of wind. As she let go of her focus on the ominous weather, she then turned her eyes towards her formerly ailing body; feeling incredibly baffled by the fact that her strength was suddenly revitalized especially after an attack of Azula's frightening caliber. She looked down at her clothes and found that she was no longer wearing the apron she had on earlier in the day and her shoes were missing as well; not to mention the fact that she was doused in what seemed to be water. As she continued to look down on her drenched body, she began to wonder; if her encounter with Azula was real, then what was she doing in the comfort of her own bed, and her energy fully replenished? Then again; why were her clothes and hair so damp? And her bed soaked with the water that seeped from her long locks and apparel?
So many questions were running through Katara's head, and yet she couldn't answer either one of them. She frustratingly thought to herself of all the possibilities, but was unable to make any one of them make sense, "Was…..and Azula…. some sort of dream?" babbled Katara quietly to herself as she continued to watch the drops of rain shoot down violently towards her window.
Then, a voice; "No…it wasn't."
Katara's eyes widened in fear as her focus then shot towards the direction that the voice was coming from; and to her surprise and amazement, was none other than the person who selflessly stepped in between her and Azula and saved her life.
He was sitting comfortably on a small stool by the edge of the door as he raised his head to face her; his fingers interlaced with one another and his elbows relaxed on his knees when he gave the young water bender a complacent smile, "Hey Katara." said Aang.
Katara watched on in astonishment as he adjusted himself on the small seat, "What's he doing here?" asked Katara to herself as she balanced herself into a sitting stance on the bed; her eyes focused on the young Avatar casually residing across her, turning her body to face the young man that saved her life as she stretched her long legs over the bed and let her feet rest on the wooden floor below her.
Aang let out a nervous chuckle, "You know, Iroh doesn't really have any comfortable spare seats up here now does he?" asked Aang jokingly as he squint his face comically; shyly rubbing the back of his neck.
Katara merely looked at the young Avatar's cool and collected demeanor with an expression of bewilderment as she gripped the cotton sheets below her; wondering suspiciously as to what exactly was going on.
Aang's eyes locked on to her own deep blues as he slightly bent his head to her direction, "Do you feel alright?" asked Aang with an uneasy expression in his face.
Katara slightly shuddered by the way Aang's eyes made contact with her own, nodding nervously to his question, but she had much more questions of her own that she knew he had the answers to. She struggled to speak, "Aang…What's…..and Azula…." babbled Katara confusingly as she tried to find the right words to ask the young Avatar, fear exuding from her eyes as she pulled the sheets towards her rigidly.
Aang waved his hands and softly shushed the overly excited water bender, "Shhh…relax." said Aang as he placed his index finger over his puckered lips, "I'll explain everything." said Aang as he gave Katara a nod of reassurance.
Katara simply looked at him, and knew that Aang really did have everything out of control; she immediately relaxed herself and released the tension within her as she loosened her grip on the sheets.
She took in a deep breath, "Okay." said Katara as she gave her full attention to Aang.
Aang lightly smiled at the young woman before him, only for his delighted expression to turn stern as he began to contemplate the events that took place earlier that evening.
Katara's eagerness to listen to what Aang had to say had overtaken her; leaning herself towards his direction so as to get a better listen to his words.
Aang's eyes then darted to the ground as he began to recollect everything that occurred with Azula, "I don't remember much while I took her bending away; my focus was sorely on stopping her and nothing else." said Aang; his eyes subconsciously moving towards his shoes.
Katara jerked her head back as she let out a small gasp, "Wait….that light…I remember that you explained to me what happens when you take someone's bending away, but I never thought…." Katara stopped herself; still in awe at the terrifying and powerful spectacle she witnessed Aang display just before she lost consciousness. Her eyes and mouth widened in astonishment, "Wow, so that's…what it looks like..." said Katara nervously, "I've never seen you do it." said Katara as she slowly nodded her head; the thought of Aang harboring such incredible power almost inconceivable to her.
Aang couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes still focused on the ground as he nodded his head agreeably, "Yeah, that's what it looks like…" said Aang somberly as he slowly blinked his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he continued to recall the past couple of hours. "Nonetheless; after the process was over, Azula was persistent…
Aang forcibly pulled his hands away from Azula; jerking from the motion of their energies losing their connection to one another.
Azula grunted lamentably as she feebly attempted to raise her limbs and lunge at the Avatar; heaving heavily as her drenched locked stuck to her pasty skin. But her efforts were futile; for she now faces the same fate of her own father, to live a life without bending.
Aang stood before her proudly as he gave the former Fire Nation Princess a menacing stare, observing the sad and pathetic sight before him as rain continued to pour down from the gloomy sky. He then walked over to the depressing mess that has become of Azula; who laid on the ground helplessly and unable to continue to make an effort to attack the Avatar.
"Then I walked towards her…"
"As Aang got closer to the seemingly miserable woman, he couldn't help but loathe her as she cowered her face from him; her moist locks covering her face leaving only her frightening gaze exposed. She glared at the all-powerful being that stood gallantly before her.
Her amber colored eyes pierced Aang's, following his every step as he approached her, coming closer and closer to her until he was but a few inches from her. Aang then stopped in his tracks, staring deeply into her eyes as if trying to search for the reason to her actions; nodding in disappointment at what has become of the Fire Nation's former royalty.
"For your actions you will pay, with your freedom." said Aang somberly as he closed his eyes and turned his back to his debilitated attacker; drops of rain flowing like a stream down his neck and onto the scar that Azula herself left on the middle of his back.
Azula's pupils dilated as her eyebrows curved down and grinded her teeth frustratingly, fuming over what she considered to be a dishonorable defeat by the one person responsible for her own father's embarrassing downfall. Her eyes were glued to the scar, tinged in purple and red; serving as an eternal reminder of how she attempted to kill the Avatar so many years ago, and failed. How for her own honor, she had to give the glory to her own alienated brother for the Avatar's seeming demise; for fear that if her own failure were recognized, she would suffer the same estrangement from her father and of the nation she had always hoped would someday be her own that her weakling; the same estrangement that her imbecile of a brother had to go through. It wasn't fair…
Azula felt her blood begin to boil, fury emanating from her irises as her eyes widened and her breathing became erratic. She opened her mouth wide as she let out a piercing shriek, raising her fist to the young Avatar as she attempted to punch his calf, but to no avail. She in such a nearly vegetative state that all her body did was slightly convulse in its numbness as she collapsed face first onto the damp pavement, so weak that she was unable to hold herself from the incoming impact.
Aang stood in the same spot as he felt Azula's weak blow on his leg, completely saddened by Azula's ineffective attempt at attacking him. He then began to hear desperate sobs come from behind him, heaves soon following suit as he felt Azula's fingers brush on his trousers; still convulsing from Aang's shocking counterattack. Aang merely shut his eyes as he pushed her fingers away; turning his focus from the fallen princess to the person he came a long way and sacrificed his duty for to save.
Aang looked to his right and witnessed the horror of a fallen Katara; lying on the ground motionlessly with her limbs spread abnormally in all directions. Aang's eyes widened in terror as his mouth gaped at the heartbreaking scene; his heart racing as a million thought ran through his head. He slowly walked away from Azula and towards the fallen water bender he once called his girlfriend. Aang's pace slowly increased; his expression without change as he clenched his teeth and began to jog, and then run towards his friend. Finally, he made it to the Water Tribe woman's side; giving himself a disheartening gasp as he dropped himself on his knees and gazed in shock at Katara's still frame while rain drops trailed down her exposed skin.
Aang placed his hands on Katara's shoulders as he shook her seemingly lifeless body, "Katara, please get up….." said Aang as his voice quietly quivered desperately; running the back of his hand over her cold cheek.
Aang looked up and faced Katara, "When I saw you, I thought…" Aang couldn't complete his sentence; for the thought of Katara, someone who has been there and helped him through so many trials and tribulations, someone who has been a friend to him regardless of their past history, being dead was a thought that sent waves of despair through his insides. He closed his eyes as he regained his composure.
Katara looked on attentively as sadness and worry crept up her face, while Aang opened his eyes once more.
Aang continued to shake her; her head bobbed from side to side at every opposite movement her body made, but she remained unresponsive. Unexpectedly, a multitude of people began to come out of their homes and locked shops, trying to catch a glimpse as to what all of the commotion was about. Aang paid no mind to the accumulating crowd; his attention still on Katara who has yet to react to his constant attempts at waking her. The hoard of people surrounded the young Avatar and this woman whose body lay motionless next to him; some people gasping and placing their hands over their mouths at the mournful scene. Aang then stopped shaking her and stared dolorously into her moistened features; her own facial reflex oblivious to the heavy drops of rain landing upon her. Aang's eyes began to swell as he raised his middle and index finger, pressing it under her jawline as he quietly sobbed at the discouraging sight; his eyes glistened as he quietly waited for an inevitable answer.
And to his astonishment, he felt a heartbeat; a soft heartbeat, but a heartbeat nonetheless.
Aang's let out an exacerbated gasp as he slightly pulled away from her; a tear quickly escaping from his lower eyelid as his eyes darted madly towards every direction around him. He felt joy suddenly overtake him as he lightly smiled for having felt Katara's pulse thump on his fingers.
Suddenly, someone else's sobs turned to slight chuckles, getting louder and louder as thunder rumbled from the heavens. "aha…ahahaha…ahahahahaha….AHAHAHAHA"
"I turned to see Azula, cackling as if she was withholding the ultimate joke…"
Aang turned to see a crippled Azula, her body still facing the ground as her head lay tilted in his direction. Her face squint as her cackle echoed throughout the wide road, "You….think that you won... this battle?" asked Azula weakly as she cunningly glared at the young Avatar.
Aang merely looked at the fallen fugitive, a look of perplexity on his face as he raised his brow in confusion and curiosity.
Azula chuckled; "Do you REEEEALY think that I found that whore by mere chance?" asked Azula as she slurped the escaping saliva from the side of her mouth, "That it was sheer coincidence that I just happened to run into her in this enormous city?" asked Azula as her body jerked at every hoarse cough that escaped her mouth.
Aang's expression turned sinister, "What do you mean?" asked Aang nervously as the spectators focused in on their distant conversation.
Azula laughed; "Nah, I'll keep this juicy secret to myself…" hissed Azula as she lunged her head towards him; evilly grinning at the young Avatar.
Aang simply looked at her while his expression turned indifferent, but on the inside he was boiling like mad; the thought of Azula keeping vital information to herself about something so important as the possibility of an accomplice was enough to push his anger to the very edge.
As Azula began to cackle again, Aang bowed his head, only to raise it, and raise himself, from his kneeling position and face the emotionally deprived woman.
"I walked towards her; I was so upset that I couldn't make out any rational thoughts in my mind, and my anger took over…"
As Aang finally reached Azula; he picked her up from the collar of her shirt as her limbs dangled and continued to jerk spontaneously. Aang's eyes menacingly pierced into Azula's, while Azula continued to glare pleasingly in return.
"You are going to tell me what you know, and you are going to tell me now…" threatened Aang as he clenched his teeth; shaking Azula as if she were a ragdoll.
Azula didn't fear the Avatar; even if he was all powerful and all knowing, there was no way he was going to kill her. After all, she knew that he had the chance to kill her father, former Fire Lord Ozai, whose very existence was a threat to the entire world; yet he did not, and spared his life instead. She was getting a kick out of seeing Aang infuriated, frustrated that he can't get the answer he so gravely needs from her, but she decided to give in to his whims.
"Do you reeeeaaallly want to know?" asked Azula.
Aang nodded hysterically, "Yes!" yelled Aang.
Azula's expression then turned docile, "Are you suuure that you want to know?" asked Azula childishly.
Aang's face the twisted in anger as he let out an enraged scream; running with Azula in hand as he slammed her body onto the outer wall of a local shoe shop in frustration, pressing his body on her chest onto a point of near suffocation while onlookers backed away fearfully at the Avatar's display of anger.
Azula couldn't help but somewhat get off at the whole occasion, "Ohhhh Avatar, if you weren't already involved I'd let you do this to me all…..night…long…" said Azula seductively as she licked her upper lip; her eyes darting up and down Aang's exposed chest as she bit her lip and raised her left eyebrow. "Then again, I'd let you do this to me either way." finished Azula as she seductively chuckled at the young Avatar.
Aang was taken aback by Azula's sexual invitation; feeling disgusted by the thought of being intimate in any way with a woman as vile as Azula, "Don't get fresh with me Azula, TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW!" yelled Aang demandingly.
There was silence for a moment
Azula lightly chucked, "Well, if you don't want to accept my proposal, then I guess I'll let you in on a bit of what I know." continued Azula; Aang attentively listening to every word that was coming out of her mouth.
"There's a wolf in sheep's clothing amongst those closest to you; and that is all you need to know." finished Azula wickedly as she began to cackle at Aang's desperate attempt to extract every bit of truth from her.
Aang's deeply seeded anger returned once more as he pressed onto Azula even harder, "WHO?" yelled an outraged Aang.
Azula lunged her face dangerously close to Aang's; his head jolted back in astonishment as his eyes widened in fear.
Their lips remained barely apart while Azula's continued to lean closer to the young Avatar, "That's all you NEED….to know…." whispered Azula as she leaned closer to Aang, locking lips with his.
Aang's pupils contracted as he felt the cold, clammy skin that made up Azula's lips pressed on his; causing him to jerk back and drop her still-limp body to the pavement.
Azula began to laugh hysterically at the sight of Aang's disgust, "The thought of your mind reeling over who could've framed that water bender trash is enough to keep me amused for the rest of my miserable days in even the most vile prison!" yelled Azula heinously as she continued to cackle at the sight of Aang gagging and rubbing the back of his hand on his violated lips.
"She never told me who it was, and I still don't know who sent Azula after you…" said a very frustrated Aang as he looked into Katara's deep, blue eyes.
Katara continued to listen attentively; shocked by the fact that someone close to them would sent someone as maniacal and disturbed as Azula after her, but she didn't dwell on the thought for too long, for another humorous thought seemed to grasp her attention soon after, "So, you and Azula kissed?" asked Katara slyly as she let out a soft giggle, "I'm sorry but I just find that pretty funny." said Katara as she placed her hand over her mouth, trying to keep the laughter from seeping through her lips.
Aang simply looked at Katara's struggle to contain her amusement, only to find himself letting out a few chuckled at the very same though soon after, "Yeah, that was pretty weird." said Aang as he gave Katara a sweet smile.
Katara gave a sweet smile of her own in return, "Keep going." insisted Katara as she placed her elbows over her lap and rested her head on the palm of her hands; eagerly awaiting for the rest of the answers as to what occurred after her collapse.
Aang nodded compliantly as he continued on, "Soon after, a member of the Earth King's Council of Five showed up to the scene…"
As Aang continued to wipe the grotesque feeling of Azula's lips out of his lips, one of the highest ranking members of the Earth Kingdom army, and someone Aang has personally known for many years, arrived at the scene.
Aang turned to meet the heavily decorated General; the grimace on his face immediately being replaced with relief as he witnessed him along with several army members make their way towards the Avatar in united formation.
The General stepped forth and bowed at the young Avatar, "Avatar Aang, we arrived as quickly as we could as soon as we saw the enormous source of energy radiate from this very area." said the bowing General.
Aang hastily bent down to face the General, "General How, this is no time for a formal introduction!" said an outraged Aang as he pointed towards Azula, "This woman is the Fire Nation's most wanted fugitive; make sure that she is securely returned to their military, and please make sure that she is heavily guarded and watched throughout the way, she can be slippery" declared Aang aggressively he shook his head in disgust and walked away from the General; still trying to wipe away the repulsive thought of Azula's lips plastered on his own from his head.
As the General and his troops walked towards the still weakened fugitive, Aang then ran towards the fallen water bender; who was still lying motionless on the ground but beginning to respond with involuntary limb movements. He then bent down and wiped the small strands of hair from her face as her eyes continued to remain closed off from the world; looking down at her as he secretly wished that he arrived to rescue her sooner. He continued to mentally punish himself for his delay when unexpectedly, Katara let out a soft groan. Aang curiously looked on as Katara began to show signs of life, and his face lit up with joy at the sight; cradling her weakened body by her legs and back as he gently raised her from the ground and stood up. He continued to look into her face, waiting and hoping that her eyes would soon open, but all of a sudden, a soft, frail voice spoke from behind him.
"Don't worry; she'll be fine." said the frail voice.
Aang turned around as the law of inertia forced Katara's flowing locks to slightly lift at Aang's sudden jerk; He turned his focus on an old woman who stood just below 5 feet in height, small and quite dainty with a very sweet smile on her face, and long, flowing white hair that reached the bottom of her back. Aang looked on curiously at what the old woman had to say about this whole situation, listening attentively at what she was about to utter.
"Lay her face up on a flat, comfortable surface." continued the old woman as she walked towards a still unconscious Katara. Aang looked on curiously as the old woman gently ran the palm of her hand over her bangs, causing Katara to stir at the sudden contact, "See?" said the old woman warmly as she pulled her hand away from the young water bender's locks.
Aang looked on astonishingly at the old woman's expertise in the matter, "How do you know?" asked Aang peculiarly.
The old woman merely smiled, "Avatar Aang; I'm not called a healer for nothing." said the old woman cunningly, "The shock she endured from that evil woman earlier just overloaded her energy is all; All your girlfriend needs is some rest and she'll be as good as new." said the old woman lovingly as she entangled her fingers behind her back.
Aang looked the old woman up and down as he lightly blushed at the idea of Katara being known as his 'girlfriend' again, but quickly corrected her, "She's a friend of mine." said a bashful Aang.
The old woman rolled her eyes at Aang's explanation, "Riiiiight." said the old woman suspiciously as she raised her eyebrow to the young Avatar.
Aang looked on as the old woman then turned her back to the two friends and swiftly walked away; his eyes following the gentle stranger until she walked into a dark alleyway; looking back at Aang and giving him and encouraging smile before she turned back around and finally disappeared from sight.
"There was this aura about her; my gut told me to trust her, so I did." continued Aang as he shrugged his shoulders.
Katara simply remained attentive to Aang's every word; awing at what Aang had just finished explaining to her as she dabbled with her long work blouse.
"I didn't want to waste more time; I ran with you until we reached Iroh's place…"
After a nonstop run with Katara still knocked out cold in his arms, Aang finally made it to the outer doors of the Tea Shop, but to his dismay, was closed. He kneed the break between the two wooden doors; hoping that maybe Iroh would have left the doors slightly loose for Katara. But the break remained sealed, and the doors didn't budge; causing Aang to become desperate to enter the shop. Aang took a couple of steps back from the break, and while he still held Katara, Aang raised his leg and drop kicked the doors; causing them to thunderously slam inside the wooden Tea Shop floor. Aang was immediately spotted by a startled Iroh; who happened to be standing in the back counter in a combat stance, waiting to 'properly' greet this intruder that took his doors down from their hinges.
Suddenly, Iroh's eyes widened in shock to see an incredibly drenched Aang, holding an unresponsive Katara in his arms.
And without Aang uttering a word to the former General, Iroh immediately read the worry and fear for the fallen water bender in Aang's eyes; hoping over the counter as he gestured for Aang to follow him quickly up the stairs.
"Iroh led me up the stairs and opened the door to your bedroom. Afterwords, Iroh left the room; I quickly air-bent your comforter and pillow away from the bed so you wouldn't soak through them, and left only the thin sheet underneath them on the mattress." explained Aang as he lightly smiled at a very attentive Katara, "As soon as I placed you on the bed, Iroh returned with a small stool..."
"Here." said Iroh as he delightedly smiled at the young Avatar.
Aang's eyes darted from Iroh's grin to the oak stool he was cheerfully holding out for him, "Thank you." said Aang as he reached for the stool, placing it by the door and taking a seat while Iroh walked out of the room; closing the door behind him.
"And…that's pretty much it. I took the liberty to take your shoes and apron off so that you'd be more comfortable" continued Aang as he held out his rested hands and closed them back together; rubbing his palms against each other as he took in a small breath, "Since then, I've been waiting to see if you would wake up, and you did" said Aang as he sweetly smiled at the young Water Tribe woman.
Katara softly nodded her head up and down, taking in all of the information and explanations that Aang just supplied to her, "Wow, you did all of that for me?" asked a surprised Katara as she placed her hand over her chest, "You didn't have to stay here and watch me." said Katara somberly as her head tilted down to her lap; feeling guilty over the whole situation.
Aang giggled at Katara's cluelessness, "Of course I would Katara; you're my friend, and I wanted to wait here and make sure that you were alright before I went back home." said Aang, grinning as he slightly nodded in disbelief to Katara's selfless ideology.
Katara giggled thankfully towards her rescuer; feeling incredibly grateful for him having come for her in just the right time. She truly thought that she was a goner, especially when she saw Azula's fingers spew out visible static and electricity just before she collapsed. But in the end, it was Aang; who put everything down in his new life to save her. She watched on as Aang sat humbly across from her, and she briefly thought to herself, "What an amazing friend I have." said Katara as a small smile escaped from the side of her lips, only to turn on itself soon after, "And what an amazing boyfriend I used to have..." thought Katara somberly as she turned her face away from the young Avatar, hoping he wouldn't catch a glimpse of her inner turmoil.
But he did notice; he looked on worryingly as he witnessed Katara's dampened spirits, "Why's she so sad?" thought Aang worryingly to himself, unable to find the right words to say that will brighten her up her gloomy mood. He decided to immediately try and remedy the situation; he then took in a deep breath; "Whoooh, what an ordeal." said Aang jokingly with a cheesy grin on his face as he chuckled to the young water bender.
But Katara didn't respond; she simply turned her head back to Aang's direction; still tilted down as her eyes slowly made contact with his own, while Aang exchanged glaces with her with a curious expression on his face.
"Aang, how did you know….that I was in trouble?" asked a curious Katara as she anxiously twisted the loose strands of hair around her index finger.
Aang was a bit taken aback by Katara's question; he didn't want to have to recollect what he considered to be Katara's fate if he didn't take the initiative to come to her aid, but he also knew that she had a right to know. He took in a deep breath and exhaled as he looked sternly into Katara's eyes.
"I had a vision..." continued Aang as he let go of his visual grasp on her, his own storm grays reflecting the ache within him as he began to remember his premonition, "I saw you, and Azula; you were both just standing in the very spot I found the both of you in when I stopped her attack." continued Aang as he raised his eyebrow in confusion, "Only...it didn't resemble that area much; I mean it did, but everything was..." Aang looked up to face Katara once again, piercing into her gaze as his eyes partially widened at the sight of her perfectly carved face, holding within it her beautiful crystal blue eyes and moist lips.
"foggy..." finished Aang dreamily; forcefully breaking his stare as he turned away from her.
Katara tilted her head as she sweetly smiled back at her old friend; feeling a sense of peace in knowing that although they could never work out as a couple, their friendship would remain strong, and he would always be there for her regardless of any circumstance. This meant a lot to the young water bender, and all she could do was muster up the words that the Avatar, and her good friend, deserved to hear.
"Aang...Thank you." said Katara meaningfully.
Aang looked up; his face overflowing with joy in hearing Katara speak out her gratitude as he returned her words with a nod and smile, "Don't worry about it." continued Aang as he wrapped his index finger and thumb over his chin and tilted his head up to the ceiling. "Consider it a debt repaid." said Aang as he smiled admirably to Katara; referencing to the time that Katara saved his own life when he was shot by Azula's lightning. Katara nodded compliantly as she understood his hint and smiled in return.
Then, an uncomfortable silence settled between them. Katara's lightly nodded her head as she looked down to her bare feet; tapping her fingers on her knees as if patiently waiting for Aang to break the uncomfortable quietness. Aang's eyes darted restlessly throughout the room as he whistled a soft tune, wondering if there was anything else that needed to be said. "No...I already explained everything." thought Aang to himself, "I might as well just leave and let her rest." thought Aang to himself as he watched Katara uneasily fidget her fingers; her eyes unwilling to face his. He nodded to himself agreeably as he placed his hands on top of his thighs; ready to rise from his seat and be on his way back to the Fire Nation, and back to Onji.
Aang rose from his seat and turned his back to the water bender; but just as he was about to turn around and say his goodbye to the woman that once held his heart, he found himself interrupted.
"Good Luck." said Katara quietly.
Aang didn't turn around to face her just yet, standing by the door as he raised his eyebrow in confusion, "Good Luck?" asked Aang to himself as he slowly turned his face to Katara; their eyes locked once more as Aang tried to search for the answer to her enigmatic statement.
"Katara?" asked a perplexed Aang as he finally turned his whole body to her.
Katara forced a small smile, "You have a mission...to repopulate your race." said Katara; those very words sitting bitterly on her tongue as the thought of Aang being intimate with Onji crept into her mind. "I just want to wish you luck with that..." said Katara sincerely as the muscles behind the facade that was her smile began to strain.
Aang's eyes widened in shock as his mouth partially gaped open; He didn't think many people knew about his duty, a very personal duty, so it came as a total surprise to realize that Katara also knew about his reproductive task. He pointed towards the water bender, "Ho-how did- who told-" babbled a very confused Aang.
Katara shut her eyes, "A lot of people know Aang; more people than you know." continued Katara as she looked up considerately to the dumbfounded Avatar, "I give you my blessing." declared Katara bitter-sweetly, secretly trying to hold back tears from overflowing her face.
Aang simply watched on as Katara attempted to give Aang the encouragement he knew he needed to proceed with such an enormous responsibility. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty over this whole situation. He'd always imagined that it would one day be Katara that would break his celibacy, always wondering how it would be like, but he knew that it was far too late for them. Now, the only person in his mind that he feels is right to take his immaculacy is a beautiful, young brunette woman who hails from the Fire Nation: Onji, who was a far cry from Katara in terms of looks; opposites in both appearance and personality. But comparing his ex girlfriend with his current girlfriend was the least of his worries; he looked on in dismay as he witnessed Katara struggle to hold her composure at the thought, watching her with great sadness and pain over having unintentionally burdened her with his affairs. He tried to find the right words to say to her without risking hurting her more, "What? should I just say 'thank you' to her for wishing me luck in having sex with Onji?" thought Aang nervously to himself as he continued to try and contemplate the right words to say to the quietly aching water bender. "Doesn't she see how hard this is for me as it is for her?" thought Aang off-topically as he slowly felt himself unravel at the sight of a distressed Katara, "Does she know that I didn't ask for this?" thought Aang to himself.
But as he gazed into Katara's eyes, he could also see a necessity; a yearning for her to hear him respond; and finally give her the closure she so desperately yearned for. The last thing he wanted to do was to helplessly continue to witness Katara's inner anguish; he decided to answer her in words, and simply forced a smile as he returned a compliant nod to the water bender. He could no longer stand there and witness the difficult scene, and decided to just walk out without causing her and himself any further pain.
But just as Aang was about to reach for the door handle and leave the awkward situation at that, Katara's loud gasp stopped him dead in his tracks.
He turned around to see Katara with a horrified look on her face; her hands placed over her mouth as her eyes stared sharply into Aang's abdomen. Aang simply looked on in confusion to Katara's actions as he too followed her gaze down to see what had impacted Katara in such a state of shock. Just then, he saw it.
"Aang...you're hurt..." said a distressed Katara as she got up from her bed, gazing into the deep gash on Aang's abdomen, cut so cleanly that you could easily distinguish the muscle within from his inner flesh; dry blood coated around its edges.
Aang looked down at his stomach, only to shoot his gaze back at Katara as he let out a chuckle and placed his fists on his waist; sticking his chest out proudly, "Come on Katara; you know I've been through worse." boasted Aang, only for his face to twist moments later as he felt the sensitive skin around his wound painfully stretch in response to his careless bodily stance.
Katara gasped as the sight a distressed Aang; bending his back as he clenched his fingers over his wound, clenching his teeth as grunting simultaneously with angry eyes. And yet, she couldn't help but find what she was currently witnessing amusing; folding her arms over one another as she raised her eyebrow suspiciously, "Been through worse huh?" asked Katara sarcastically.
Aang couldn't help but chuckle at Katara's attempt to mock him as he continued to wince in agony, "You know what I mean." corrected Aang, his light smile soon giving into the excruciating pain.
Katara stood from her bed and rushed to Aang's side, placing her left hand over his shoulder and grasping his arm with the other as she gestured to the young Avatar to take a seat, "Aang, please sit so I can heal you." insisted Katara smoothly as she attempted to pull him back down to the stool. Aang slightly shuddered at the feeling of her silk smooth skin brush against his, resisting the urge to look into her face as he nodded agreeably.
Aang slowly took his seat with Katara's aid, struggling to take his hands away from the afflicted area. Suddenly, Katara gently placed her hands over his hands, lightly gripping them with her dainty fingers as she gazed into Aang's eyes, "Please let me help you." said Katara quietly.
Katara's smooth words forced Aang to give into his desire to look at her; his gaze going back and forth between her gorgeous eyes and seductive lips as he nervously nodded compliantly to the young water bender.
Aang's eyes then followed Katara's hands as she lost her grip on his wrists and fancifully ran her hands over herself; bending the water from her damp hair and clothing as it engulfed her hands; causing them to glow mystically as she got on her knees and tenderly placed her hands over his abdomen.
She then took in a deep nasal inhale as she began to concentrate on the immense wound across Aang's abdomen while Aang continued to take quick glances of Katara's crystal blue eyes. As she continued to heal Aang's gash, Aang began to feel slightly nervous by Katara's closeness, gulping in his throat as her upper stomach lightly brushed his knees; while his wound began to glow and fade away. He found himself fighting the urge to lean in just a little closer to her hair, just to take in her scent; even if only for a moment. Then, it hit him "Smell her?" thought Aang to himself as he squint his eyes and shook his head; desperately trying to halt himself from continuing what he considered to be intrusive thoughts before they delved into 'deeper' desires. "What the heck am I thinking? I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, A GIRLFRIEND THAT I SHOULD BE HAVING SEX WITH BY NOW!" thought a frustrated Aang to himself, knowing fully well that Onji is still waiting for him to 'take her' this very moment and is probably wondering where he could've gone; Katara however, remained oblivious to his mental turmoil as she proceeded to concentrate on his wound.
As hard as he tried to fight it, Aang's thoughts continued to move further and deeper into dangerous territory, "Do I really want to do this?..." thought Aang somberly as he felt himself slip slowly from coherent thought and into mental oblivion.
After only a couple of moments, the wound was gone; leaving Aang feeling fully revitalized and energized and Katara satisfied with her healing session. He then looked down to his abdomen and found that there was not a single trace of Azula's blade having ever contacted his flesh, sighing in relief as he sweetly smiled to the water bender. Katara inhaled a small breath as she smoothly took her hands away from the newly restored area on Aang's stomach; her focus then moved to the wooden floor below her knees.
Silence overtook the two friends yet again; the tension surrounding them so thick that it could be easily sliced through.
"Just like old times huh?" asked Katara as she let out a nervous chuckle.
Aang tilted his head as he glanced at the young water bender and for a moment, his rational thought returned to him. He then chuckled happily as his face squint with joy, "Yeah, it re-"
Without warning, Aang found himself interrupted by something that genuinely shocked him: The feeling of Katara's hands lightly gripping on his shoulders, and her soft lips; pressed lightly on his own.
Aang's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he came to the sudden realization that Katara lunged herself onto him; abruptly pulling his lips away from the woman he once shared similar kisses with in the past, and forcing Katara to pull back herself. Aang simply looked at her with an expression of shock and confusion as he gently took her hands away from his shoulders and placed them on her lap.
It quickly hit her that she just assaulted her friend, and not just a friend, but her ex boyfriend, who happened to have a girlfriend of his own waiting for him back in the Fire Nation. Katara lightly gasped as she grasped a handful of hair from the top of her head, feeling incredibly embarrassed and ashamed by her reckless action as regret soon began to settle into the pit of her stomach. "Oh no, what did I just do?..." thought Katara to herself as she looked up to see Aang's dumbfounded expression, only to look away from the painful sight of her seemingly traumatized friend who couldn't bear to look at her after what she just did; turning his gaze elsewhere just so that he didn't have to face this awkward situation.
Katara then began to repent desperately; her eyes glued to the ground below his stool, "Oh Aang...I'm so sorry..." whispered Katara remorsefully as she pressed her lips together and shut her drooped eyes; gripping her damp trousers as she felt herself becoming overwhelmed in disgrace, "I don't know what got into me, I just...wasn't thinking clearly a-"
Katara was suddenly cut off, and when she opened her eyes, she caught glimpse of what she thought was an impossibility: She found herself face to face with Aang, bent over from his stool with his eyes shut as he returned her gesture with a sensual kiss of his own.
Now she was incredibly baffled, "I...don't understand..." thought Katara as she quietly savored the taste of his lips, but just as she was about to delve deeper into their kiss; Aang pulled back.
Aang slowly opened his deep gray eyes, piercing into Katara's own crystal blues as he lifted his hand over her flushed cheek; gently grazing his thumb over it and down her jawline, landing beneath her chin as his eyes dreamily darted back and forth from her eyes and lips.
Katara simply stood frozen to the ground as she and Aang shared this defining moment together; while Aang's eyes remained fixed on hers own. Not one word was uttered between them after this moment; the only sounds that could be heard were that of the rain drops that continued to crash land on Katara's window, and the rumbling thunder that echoed throughout the storm engulfed city.
Aang stood his ground, quietly waiting for any sign of objection from the ebony beauty before him as he got up from his stool and kicked it across the room; he then knelt before her until they were both within the same viewing level from one another. Katara lightly gulped as she returned his gaze; reading his invitation from within his pupils as she slowly began to feel her body call for his warmth. Aang was subconsciously calling out to her, attracting her with his longing stare as his hand then began to softly travel down past her shoulder and down her arm; his eyes following every bit of dark skin he touched. Katara felt herself quake to his touch, her breathing becoming a bit heavy as she felt his hand finally rest on her waist.
There was silence for a moment; the sound of the whistling wind seeping through the small draft on Katara's window as they knelt in front of each other; all of their problems, fears and doubts melting away at the sight of one another. All of the events that have led this moment; from the first kiss they shared in their tender years atop of that balcony in Ba Sing Se, to the cessation of their romantic relationship, all seemed to rapidly seep out of their being as they began to move closer to each other. The continuation of their lives; from Aang taking on a romantic relationship with Onji, to Katara beginning anew with Lee, disappeared from their consciousness as the gap between them became narrower and narrower. Finally, the moment they shared in the Fire Nation event; from the imagery of their merriment, joy and laughter, to the erotic moment they shared on the dance floor as they rhythmically slithered their bodies against one another's in a dance that rivaled the very act of intimacy.
"hahhhh..."
Katara's euphoric sigh was the final utter that escaped from her mouth before Aang's arms embraced her delicate frame and his lips rested on hers; sharing a passionately soft kiss.
Their kisses began soft and gentle as Katara lightly wrapped her arms around Aang's neck; bringing her body closer to him as their lips delicately pressed against one another. Their kiss continued to become more intense as the pressure between their mouths hardened; their lips making light smacking sounds every time they briefly pulled away as they affectionately tilted their heads in unison with every kiss. Aang's hands then sensually traveled past her waist, gently flowing down until he reached the most curvaceous area below her hips.
Katara lightly moaned in Aang's mouth as she felt his fingers tightly grip her bottom cheeks, spreading them apart as he forcefully pulled her closer to him. Soon after, their kisses became rougher and deeper; their breathing following suit as they began to gasp for air with every brief break they took from their intensifying lip locks. As the two friends continued their amorous nestle, Aang could feel his mind waging war with his heart, pulling him into different directions as he hung in the limbo that was Katara's lips. He knew what he was doing, and it felt so right to him, but the thought of Onji continuously swung over his head like a pendulum as guilt attempted to settle in the pit of his stomach.
Just as Aang's mental battle was beginning to get the best of him, Katara unexpectedly pulled back but a few centimeters from his lips. Aang was taken aback as he witnessed Katara gazing lovingly into his eyes as they both breathed heavily from their fervent kiss. With every breath Aang took, he felt himself succumbing to his innermost desires, eager to continue his moment with her as he feverishly waited to taste her lips again. He didn't wait long; for as soon as Katara took a few deep breaths, she lunged herself onto the young Avatar with such voracity that it took Aang completely by surprise. She wrapped her arms tightly over his neck as she once again pressed her lips onto his; Aang willingly returning her kiss with immense desire as he tightened his arms around her waist. Katara felt herself unravel by the very thought of Aang being this close to her again, kissing and holding her as if nothing has ever changed between them; while Aang's rational thought continued to break down every time her moistened lips collided with his own in an electrifying act of passion.
But it was Katara's glance, that quick gaze in which without warning, triggered something within the young Avatar. He felt himself become completely snap as he swiftly became enthralled in his deepest desires for the ebony beauty in his arms, finally losing control of all logic as he surrendered to his most rooted crave. Even the mere memory of Onji faded away with every contact Katara's body made with his own; forcing him to yearn for more of her as he felt himself going nearly mad in anticipation. He couldn't take it anymore; his heart has won this battle, and he knew now that he had to have her.
Aang grasped Katara's bottom tightly and with the swiftness of a fox, lifted her from the ground; holding her in his arms while their lips remained locked together. Katara was engulfed in Aang's sensuous grip, willingly straddling the young Avatar as she wrapped her legs around his hips and fervently kissed him. She ran her fingers up and down his head as she wrapped her arm around his back; taking in every sense of him that she secretly missed since the day their romantic relationship ended. Aang was here, embracing her, kissing her, caressing her; nothing and no one else existed except her and him.
Aang slightly pulled away from the young water bender's oral hold, affectionately taking quick glances of her eyes and lips as he walked towards the empty space by the door; slamming Katara excitedly onto the wall as he pressed his body onto hers in an act of passion. The feeling of her body colliding with his was so exhilarating to Katara that she released a small gasp from the sudden impact; her eyes tightly shut as the two friends continued their rhythmic lip caress. Aang was so completely captivated by her subtle beauty, enjoying the feel of her body against his as he focused on her succulent lips; a feel he so desperately and quietly yearned for and ignored for far too long.
Back downstairs in the Tea Shop; Iroh was busy sweeping the floor by the front doors when he was suddenly startled by a loud thud, coming from his upstairs apartment. He walked towards the stairs and looked up curiously; wondering where exactly that sound came from, until an expression of happiness emanated from the former General.
"She must have just woken up." said Iroh cheerfully as he walked back towards the counter to finish his management duties.
As he grabbed his broom, he couldn't help but chuckle, "She must have fallen from her bed or something to make a noise that loud; but I'm sure Aang's helping her regain her footing." said Iroh to himself as he began to sweep the floor once again, "I think I'll fix them up a fresh batch of Jasmine Tea; she loves that." finished Iroh as he continued to clean the small specs of dirt that Aang's shoes brought into the Shop a couple of hours ago.
Aang and Katara slightly pulled away from their heated kiss, gasping heavily as they stared at each other with heavily lidded eyes. Aang didn't know where to go from here; nor did he even have the slightest clue as to what Katara might be feeling about this whole situation. As soon as that very thought grazed his mind, he began to feel Katara's grip on him loosen. Aang looked on curiously as Katara simply let her hands fall to her sides; her eyes remained glued to his own as Aang followed suit and placed her down. He awaited anxiously for the reasoning of Katara's sudden halt from the heat of their moment.
Aang's eyes slightly widened as he witnessed Katara's suggestive gesture; attentively following her fingers as they traveled towards the back tie that held her blouse in place. Katara's eyes stayed locked on Aang's as she grasped its loose strings; quickly pulling them as her top flowed down from her shoulders and past her arms until it finally fell down to the ground.
Aang's gaze traveled down to reveal a shirtless Katara; mere bindings covering her upper nudity. Although she showed nothing, Aang couldn't help but feel entranced by the sight of her this way; greedily longing for her to keep going. Suddenly, Aang felt himself the need to take the initiative and hastily wrapped his hands around her, taking Katara by complete surprise as her body jerked towards his in response. Aang desperately grabbed the tie to her bindings himself as Katara nervously placed her hands over her chest. He paid no notice to Katara's hesitation, fully engaged in his thirst to see more as he finally undid the bindings to her chest.
But her bindings didn't fall like her blouse; for Katara was holding them in place over her chest, preventing them from escaping her grasp.
It was then that Aang finally realized Katara's unwillingness to expose herself; guiltily backing away from the young water bender as he relaxed his hands on his sides. Katara bowed her head and shut her eyes as though she felt shame for having pushed Aang into an immoral position; and yet, she also felt an incredible eagerness to share herself with him regardless of the consequences. Aang looked on worryingly, afraid that he had pushed Katara to the brink of no return, and that she would forever detest him for having tried to seduce her.
Katara looked up, a piercing gaze exchanged between the two friends; they've been in this same position before, and it never turned out well.
But just as Katara was about to give in to her apprehension, she lifted her head; determinedly gazing at Aang as she did something that neither one of them expected: She let go of her grip on her bindings.
Katara let her arms glide down to her sides as the bindings to her chest smoothly cascaded down; landing roughly on her feet.
Aang just stood there, not an ounce of expression reflecting in his face, no shock, no awe, not even a smile. He just stood his ground with a careless look on his face as his eyes traveled down to Katara's chocolate breasts; analyzing their perfect symmetry. He noticed how big they really were; they always seemed big underneath her clothing, but he never imagined her breasts being this enormous. Katara looked on bashfully as Aang began to focus on her small areolas, much darker than the rest of her skin with even smaller, erect nipples that stood right in between them. Katara could feel her heartbeat accelerate faster and faster with every second that Aang's gaze focused on her breasts, making her think that perhaps he didn't like what he was seeing. She closed her eyes; hoping that somehow her timidity and paranoia would soon dissipate, but seeing as Aang has yet to even respond to her 'revealing', she found herself impulsively raising her arms in cower.
But just as she was about to cover her exposed breasts, her hands were forcefully stopped in their tracks. Katara opened her eyes frightfully as she found her wrists being tightly held by the young Avatar's grip. She then slowly looked up to see Aang, standing dangerously close in front of her with eyes darkened and consumed in lust.
Katara was taken aback by his sudden shift, but she was ready and eager to let him explore her, feel her and touch her in every way she desired to be; and she could see that same eagerness reflected in his own storm grays. She let her guard down; she was ready for him.
Aang didn't know the first thing to sexually pleasing a woman; he's never even seen a naked woman in his entire life; but there was a raw instinct within him, a drive in him that made him secure enough to know exactly what he had to do. And with that said, Aang leaned in closer to her and delicately placed his hands on her shoulders; causing Katara's body to quake at his very touch on her exposed flesh. He didn't know what exactly he was doing, but at the same time, he did; diving his face onto the side of her neck as he began to gently nibble the soft, rich skin beneath his lips. Katara took in an overwhelming breath with her teeth at the feel of Aang's sucks and kisses on her neck; enjoying the small waves of pleasure that were radiating from between her thighs with each of the young Avatar's suckles. She could feel his hands gently glide down her arms and land gently on her hips, slowly making his way up past her waist as he finally landed his grasps on the objects of his desire. Katara moaned lightly as the warmth emanating from Aang's palms radiated towards the tips of her nipples, wrapping her right hand around his back while her left hand caressed his head. Aang continued to delectably suckle on her neck as he smoothed his hands around her breasts; trailing his fingers towards Katara's nipples as he twisted them lightly in between his thumbs and index fingers. Katara let out an even louder moan as the invigorating sensations continued to rush within her body; while her taste was enough to drive the young Avatar wild with excitement as blood rapidly rushed in between his thighs, causing his member to swell and constrain itself within his pants. Aang let go of his hold on her breasts as he trailed his hands down past Katara's waist and hips; landing his palms below her bottom as he pressed his fingers tightly onto her cheeks while Katara moaned to his rough touch. He then pressed his hips in between her legs; trying to temporarily relieve the throb emitting from below his waist with friction as he rubbed his intimate area rhythmically onto hers. It was then that Katara felt him, truly 'felt' him, for the first time; a hard bulge, severely restricted inside Aang's pants. She let out a light gasp as the feel of Aang's continuous push sent briefly intense shocks of pleasure throughout her womanhood; while Aang's sensuous kisses lightly drifted from her neck onto the line of her jaw, advancing himself onto her chin and finally landing enthusiastically on her lips.
The frustrated Fire Nation woman looked in all directions; hoping to find some sort of letter, or anything for that matter, that Aang probably left behind for her. She felt out of touch, and the fact that she had little control of the situation was enough to engulf her in rage. She frantically walked back and forth, wearing nothing but a pink, thin sleeping gown and her short bob lightly fluffed as she tried to make sense out of his disappearance.
"He just left..." hissed Onji as she continued to fumingly retrace her steps, "I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" yelled an incredibly agitated Onji as she ran out of the house and onto the beach.
Appa caught sight of the young woman's distress and groaned in consolation, but Onji paid no attention to the giant sky bison; she was too absorbed within her own anger for Aang having left before their 'intimate moment' without so much as a goodbye.
Onji then stopped in front of the tide; looking up to the sky as small gusts of wind blew over her short, brunette locks.
"Aang..." said a somber Onji as she shut her eyes, only to shoot them open again with a menacing glare as she looked up to the sky.
"WHERE ARE YOU AANG!"
As thunder continued to rumble and rain proceeded to land onto her window, Katara and Aang's tongues continued to dance in unison as the young Avatar lifted the young water bender and carried her to her still dampened bed. He gently placed her on top of the moist sheets as her hair flowed into every direction of the mattress. Aang stood up and gazed at Katara's half naked body; admiring her delicate form as his eyes skimmed over her luscious breasts. He couldn't help but be in awe by how truly beautiful she was half nude, but he also knew that there was more to this ebony beauty, and that there was more of her to explore. His eyes then skimmed to the dark trousers she had on, gazing as if he could somehow telepathically take them off. Katara quickly noticed where Aang's eyes had landed, knowing fully well that he wanted to know more of her, just as she wanted to know more of him. Aang then looked up nervously to the water bender, awaiting for her approval to delve further into the paradise that lay hidden beneath her lower layer of clothing.
Katara gazed longingly into his storm gray eyes, giving him a reassuring nod as a giggle escaped from her sweet smile. Aang smiled lightly in return as his hands slowly made their way to Katara's trousers; his left hand underneath the small of her back as his right hand pulled on its waistline, dragging it down past her legs until the lower half of her body was finally free from the constraint of clothing. Katara let out a sigh as she felt Aang's hands pass up her legs and onto her binded hips; while Aang simply admired her barely covered hips as he climbed over her and knelt comfortably on her side. Aang remained suspended over Katara as the two friends continued to gaze into each other's passion-engulfed faces; simply taking her in for a moment as their fingers became entangled in a loving grasp. He could remain lost in her stare forever, but he wanted to push on, he thirsted to see what it was that she contained underneath it all, and was eager to go further. That is when Katara muttered the first words said between the two since they gave in to their amorous desires.
"Aang...take me..." whispered Katara as her eyes glistened with the brilliant glow of lightning that reflected from her window.
Aang didn't know what to say; he felt his hunger for her deep within the core of his being, but felt there were no words to express just how badly he wanted to rip off her bindings and glance at what she had to offer the Avatar. He softly nodded in agreement as he leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. As he pulled away, he began to trickle kisses down her neck, while Katara giggled at every small contact Aang's lips made with her skin. Aang was amused by her cheer; looking up at her with a seductive smile as he let his tongue travel past her collarbone and down her left breast. Katara let out a soft moan as Aang's tongue made its way towards her nipple; swirling his tongue around its base before taking her areola into his mouth. Katara moaned in excitement as Aang suckled on her left breast while he caressed the other with a soft grip; looking up into her pleasure while he indulged in her delectable, chocolate mounds. Katara bent her back in pleasure; continuing to moan in elation as Aang took in more of her breast into his mouth. She could feel him suckling, savoring her taste, enjoying her vulnerability as he gazed satisfactorily to the aroused water bender. After Aang was done with her left breast, he greedily took in the other into his mouth; giving it the same treatment he gave her other breast as he rubbed her left nipple in between his fingers. While Katara carried on with her light moans of sexual excitement, she couldn't but be astonished by the young Avatar's boldness; she never knew he had it in him to be so dominant in the bedroom. After all, he was raised by monks; sexual fulfillment wasn't something his culture revolved itself in. Nonetheless, she often wondered how it would be, and now that she was experiencing his dauntless, sensual attacks on her body, she couldn't be more pleasantly surprised to know that Aang was a genuine stud in the bedroom. As he finally finished his delectable attack on her bosom, he then began to move himself next to her hips. Katara couldn't control the overwhelming feelings that were beginning to emanate from the pit of her stomach as her heart began to beat rapidly, while Aang slowly made his way towards her waist; running his fingers down the top of her thigh, taking in one final glance of her covered lower torso before he began to restlessly undo the tie to her lower bindings. Katara looked on fearfully as she witnessed Aang taking apart the knot that held her lower bindings together; her heart pounding excessively as she felt every strand loosen from her body until finally, they fell apart. The tension surrounding both Aang and Katara was overwhelming as Aang proceeded to pull them down past her legs; softly grazing her skin until he finally managed to remove them. Aang's hands lightly trembled as he tossed her bindings on top of her trousers, slowly turning around to finally see the most intimate and personal area on Katara's body. Katara gulped nervously as Aang finally turned his head completely to face her; her cheeks blushed from the feeling of being totally naked in the presence of the young Avatar as she kept her legs crossed, keeping Aang from fully taking her in.
But Aang wasn't going to leave it at that; his instincts kicked into full force as he felt the sudden urge to spread her legs apart. Just as Aang placed his hands on her knees, he gave the young water bender a comforting smile before he began to pull her legs away from each other. Katara looked on anxiously before suddenly closing her eyes as she felt her legs finally separate from one another.
And there was silence.
Nothing could describe the emotions that were passing through Aang as he set his eyes on her womanhood; he simply stared into her, drinking in her erotic form as he hungrily gazed into her femininity. Katara suddenly shot her eyes open to see Aang's eyes lazily looking into her; his darkened, lust filled eyes darting back to her face for only a brief moment before he returned his gaze to her most private area. He raised his left hand, slowly reaching to get a feel of the enticing sight. As his fingers finally made contact with her lower lips, Katara fervidly bit her lip as her eyes became heavy with desire; Aang looked up to see that Katara was enjoying his touch, plunging him deeper into his carnal crave at the sight of her delight. His eyes then shot back to her womanhood; analyzing how perfectly groomed she was with only a short strip of hair nestled in between the outer roof of her womanhood. His gaze then dreamily caught sight of the small ball of flesh that stuck out from between her lips; he tilted his head curiously as he felt his instincts guide his thumb and lightly press over it. Katara's eyes shot open as a sharp sensation radiated from the very spot Aang pressed on; intensely gasping as she caught the Avatar's attention. He looked up to the water bender excitedly; fully intent on pleasing her as he then began to rhythmically circle his thumb over the sensitive organ. Katara's gasps then tuned to moans as she romantically gazed at Aang, while Aang began to succumb to the intense arousal evoked by Katara's sounds of pleasure. Those light moans that escaped every gasp Katara took soon escalated as Aang continued to gently rub the very tip of her clitoris with a look of pure amusement on his face. It only took a minute, just one, before Katara felt the sensation overwhelm her entire body; forcing her entire body to tense as she felt the peak of her orgasm approach. As she involuntarily tightened her legs together, Aang glanced towards Katara's face, curiously watching as her face twisted in response to the severe climax that dominated every sense of her body. Suddenly, she opened her mouth wide and released an elongated grunt as she arched her back in intense pleasure; shooting out warm liquid all over Aang's lap.
The impact of this moment left Katara genuinely surprised by what her body was sexually capable of; her body convulsing as she panted heavily, "I *pant* never *pant* felt anything like this before...*pant*" whispered Katara to the young Avatar, who was in shock over having witnessed such an incredible display of erotic nature. As Katara continued to come down from her peak, Aang looked down to see his pants have been soaked with what he assumed was ejaculate; he placed his hands on her knees and spread her legs open to see the extent of the aftermath of her climax; finding that every part of her most intimate area was completely soaked in the same liquid that was on his pants. He then placed his thumb over her moist clitoris; while Kara let out a sharp gasp and flinched by the overwhelming sensitivity of her clitoris to Aang's touch. He noticed her discomfort, and merely brushed the bit of liquid he could capture with his thumb and brought it closer to her sight; while Katara looked on curiously as to what the young Avatar was preparing to do. He analyzed the liquid; feeling his instincts draw his mouth towards it, wanting desperately to taste it. Just then, Katara witnessed Aang place the base of his thumb into his mouth and suck the bit of her juice he had on it. Katara gasped at the sight; taken aback by Aang's animalistic gesture as he seductively looked into her deep ocean blues. Aang's darkened eyes quickly moved back to her womanhood, and as he continued to ogle at the dazzling sight of her; his eyes caught glimpse of something truly amazing, something he thought he would never find in her: A thin layer of what appeared to be skin, covering the entry to her depths.
He suddenly remembered what Zuko told him the day before...
It's what most people refer to as the woman's virginity, manifested in flesh. It looks more like a thin membrane, covering the opening of the woman's vagina..."
It then immediately hit Aang, "She's still a virgin..." thought Aang, "She held out...like I did..."
The mere thought of Katara remaining pure even after all of this time was enough to plunge the young Avatar so deep into his fondness for her that he just had to make her his at once. He was feeling his body calling out to her; longing for her, hungering for her as the painful throb that continued to radiate from deep within his trousers intensified from the sweet, savoring scent that emitted from her womanhood.
Katara looked on longingly as Aang raised himself from the bed and stood gallantly before the fully nude water bender; her erotic form intoxicating him as he gazed into her relaxed frame. He then locked eyes with Katara's deep blues; taking in a deep breath and exhaling the last remaining bit of tension he had in him as he began to undo the knot on his crimson colored pant tie. She continued to stare dreamily as she saw the tie fall onto the ground, and soon after, his pants; leaving nothing but his undergarments. Aang gulped in his throat anxiously and lightly blushed as he lightly grasped the bindings to the final piece of clothing his body harbored; as he continued to gaze into the ebony beauty's ocean blues, he began to pull them down.
Katara watched in amazement as she witnessed Aang's underwear fall to his feet; exposing his fully erect penis as it bobbed out of its confinement. Aang looked on bashfully as Katara's turn soon came to analyze his nude body. She noticed that its color was different from the rest of his skin; a bit darker with a slightly red tinge. Its shaft was lightly coated with veins that were protruding out of it; elegantly covering its surface as if it were a work of art. She also noticed that he had a small patch of dark hair over the base of his member; the same color of the hair that once covered his head. His testicles also had its fair share of pubic hair as they dangled down below his inner thigh, but it was his long, stiff organ that really captivated her. She had never seen a grown man's private area; let alone a stimulated one, but judging by what she does know of the male anatomy, she could immediately tell that Aang's penis size was not of the norm. Her mouth slightly gaped as she took in the young Avatar's full form; admiring the allurement of his nudity, and the exoticism of those markings that embellished his skin. How those markings only added to her yearn for him, those light blue chi arrows that trailed his limbs; although their message was symbolic in spiritualism, tonight, this night, they only enhanced his lustful masculinity, and added to her sexual urge. Katara bit her lips nervously as Aang began to walk towards the naked water bender; his lengthy cock bobbing back and forth with every step he took until he finally reached the edge of her bed. She has been longingly waiting for him to return to her embrace, just as he was to her; and here he was, positioning himself over the naked water bender as they erotically embraced one another in their nudity for the very first time.
It almost seemed unreal to Aang; He could remember the first day he ever laid eyes on her; the day she freed him from the confinement of that iceberg in the South Pole. And now here she was, laying below him with her breasts and vagina fully exposed to him, inviting him to enter into her most intimate depths. Nothing excited him more than the sight of Katara, the woman who's been there for him through the most difficult points in his life and supported him when very few others did, desiring for him to take her...and love her.
The moment of truth had finally arrived; nothing stood in between them and their love; they were both ready to be with each other.
Katara's heartbeat began to accelerate as Aang suspended himself over the young water bender and nestled his hips in between her legs; gently grasping the base of his rock hard member as he properly aligned it with her entrance. She then shut her eyes in cower; being fully aware that the 'first time' always hurts no matter what size the man harbors, but the length and girth of Aang's member won't certainly help the process much either. Just the thought of sharing this defining moment with her ex lover was already enough to overwhelm her, but her worry over how she will feel when he pierces through her is only adding to her fear. Suddenly, she felt her thoughts come to an abrupt halt; her eyes shooting open and mouth widening in awe as she felt the tip of his penis attempt to break into her.
Aang slowly pushed himself into her salacious access; relishing the immense feeling of pleasure that coursed through his inner thighs at the very contact of his penal head with her vaginal lips, but also trying his very hardest not to make her feel uncomfortable in any way, shape or form. As he felt the tip of his member submerge a bit deeper into her most profound access, he let out a small, passionate growl; letting his grip go from his arranged member as he balled both of his fists opposite direction to Katara's upper back. Aang's eyes skimmed throughout her bare-skinned figure; quietly adoring her immaculate frame aligned with his as his gaze traveled back up to her gorgeous face. His eyes landed on her eager yet frightful ocean blues, and with his body balanced over her, he began to penetrate.
Katara gasped as she grinded her teeth when she felt Aang slowly stretch the ring around her entrance; causing her to clench his arms and pierce them with the tips of her fingers in pain. Aang looked on in horror for having unwillingly inflicted her with discomfort, slowly pulling himself away from her as he waited for her to gather her composure.
"Katara"
Katara freed her eyes from the tight squint she had on them as she slowly looked up to see Aang, staring into her with an expression that was drenched with passion, and his storm grays flooded with necessity. She looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face, thinking she sent him the wrong message when she showed her distress over his attempt to pierce through her. She wanted him, and she was going to let him know that.
"Don't stop Aang..."
Those very words triggered something so profound within the Avatar that all of a sudden, he felt his crave revitalized; and forced his throbbing member deeply into her depths with a loud grunt. Katara arched her back and let out a small yell as she bit her lip; trying to restrain herself from screaming at the top of her lungs as she once again squint her eyes. The intense feeling of Aang's member halfway inside of her was just too much for her to handle, but she wanted to press on; knowing well that the hurt she was feeling was only temporary.
Aang was no longer coherent of any thought; only adhering to the echo of Katara's words constantly repeating in his mind. He gasped as he felt her inner walls tightly envelop him; luxuriating the extraordinary sensations that were emitting from the head of his aching penis as it made full contact with her depths. He painfully pulled most of himself away, exhaling his breath as his heavy lidded eyes looked down towards the visible part of his shaft. His eyes slowly widened in amazement to see the upper half of his member lightly coated in blood; he has broken into her, and made her his. He then looked back up to the luscious beauty that was Katara; hunger heavily coated in her gaze towards him as she anxiously waited for him to continue.
And with one strong thrust, he slid himself into her depths; his member was completely engulfed inside of her womanhood. Katara arched her neck as she tightened her grip on the young Avatar's biceps; taking in the electrical shocks that were expelling from her walls at the moment of contact with his erection. Both Aang and Katara quivered from the sudden impact of their connection; their hearts pounding so rapidly that is seemed as if it would come right out of their chest cavity. As she felt her body become accustomed to the feel of him inside of her, she felt herself loosening her grip on his arms; relaxing herself as she dreamily opened her eyes to face the man that was giving himself to her. Aang then pulled himself out of her, only to thrust within her once again with vigor as he groaned from the intense pleasure that exuded from even the smallest nerves of his penis. The young Avatar simply stared into her deep blues with starved eyes as she opened her mouth and let a moan of ecstasy escape her.
Iroh happily picked up the elaborately decorated tray from the counter top; making sure he had a good balance on it as he slowly made his way to the base of the stair care.
"Katara will feel much better when she gets a sip of this batch of Jasmine Tea; I made sure to carefully brew it to perfection." said Iroh proudly as he merrily made his way up the stairs.
He happily reached the top of the stairs and made his way to the front of Katara's door; but just as he raised his balled fist to knock on the door, he heard a muffling sound coming from inside Katara's bedroom. Suspicious, Iroh raised his eyebrow and slowly placed his ear onto the door.
As he leaned his ear onto the door, he listened attentively to any sound of struggle; But instead, he heard sounds of her bed being shaken, and moans and groans emanating from the other side. One particular moan came from a voice he immediately recognized as Katara.
"Aaaahhhhhh! Ooooohh Aang..."
The passion engulfed moan that escaped the young water bender forced the former General to immediately jerk away from the door; nearly dropping the tray he held in his hands as his face turned beat red with an expression of pure shock and embarrassment. He then slowly turned around before tiptoeing away from the door and back down the stairs; tea tray in hand and a strong blush on his cheeks.
As the rumble of the storm continued to intensify from outside Katara's window, Aang drove himself continuously into her depths, every push he gave her more and more energetic than the last as whispering moans passed his lips; while Katara gasped and moaned with every push and pull, both friends engulfed in the overwhelming feeling of their hot bodies united as one. He looked down on her as he continued to have his way with her; watching in awe at how her breasts bounced with every push he made into her as his gaze traveled downward into the depth of their love. As he watched his member go in and out of her, he noticed that the blood that coated him earlier had indeed disappeared as his friend said it would, and was now replaced by her milky juices; this excited him even more, and he found his pace steadily increasing. He groaned in ecstasy as his gaze then traveled back to the hot and heavy water bender; who continued to whimper small cries of passion with his every push as she gripped the sheets below her. Their body temperatures continued to rise as beads of sweat formed on their heated skin, their breaths colliding as he continued to take her; while she remained bewitched by the feeling of Aang tenderly loving her, goosebumps forming from her arms as she gazed into his charged expression. He then rested his body gently onto hers as he pressed his soft kisses under her jaw; grasping her bottom hungrily as he pushed himself closer to her, while his throb continued to grow. Veins formed on his muscles as his rhythm increased, while she gasped and moaned even louder in this newly found pleasure; wrapping her arms around him as she gripped his slick flesh. Their heavy gazes were now locked on one another's, and the bed was now shaking violently as Aang continued to explore her love; both friends in a mental, emotional and physical frenzy while her sounds of delight continued to fuel his vigor. High off of her love as their bodies moved together in unison, he just couldn't get over just how beautiful Katara truly was, and seeing her enjoying every thrust he gave her as her body jolted just drove the young Avatar wild, but he felt the culmination of his love was quickly building, and his steady thrusts soon became desperate pounds. Oh how she was ensnaring all of his senses with every fierce thrust he gave her; making the Avatar feel vulnerable as he felt himself succumb to her body, but it was Katara that felt so spellbound by his dominance over her, so incredibly electrified by the sight of him sexually adoring her that she was provoked to a profound scream.
"AANG!..."
Katara's words echoed repeatedly in his head; slowly fading away as Aang felt his consciousness spiral out of control and into oblivion. Time seemed to slow down as the Avatar made one slow thrust into her body, then another slow thrust inside of her; her body still in the same position it was in when she screamed his name as if time itself nearly stopped. Suddenly, he felt himself about to reach the peak of his love; every thrust making it more unbearable for him to hold back any longer.
All it took was just one gaze, one look into her mystical, blue eyes, to finally drive Aang to the edge. And with one final, powerful thrust, he felt his body release its tension; grunting loudly as he felt his member convulse and release directly into her. The sheer force of his member pressing inside of her with such fury was enough to drive the ebony beauty to arch herself in ultimate exhilaration and gasp in supreme pleasure; tightening her grip on his biceps as she stretched her legs into the air before she released her own love juices all over Aang.
After such a profound moment, Aang and Katara simply exchanged gazes; exhaustion, sweat and satisfaction heavy in their expression as they both panted from the excitement. Aang gave her a simple yet sweet smile as he grazed his fingers over the side of her lips; while Katara returned the gesture as she placed her hand over his cheek. Aang then lightly collapsed himself onto her body, holding himself up with his legs and arms as he nestled his head under her jaw; their love parts still combined as their fused love juices flowed out of Katara's entry. She felt his heart palpitate rapidly on her chest as he spasmed inside of her; sweat still coated on their weary bodies as they affectionately embraced each other.
The young Avatar then lifted his head from underneath her neck before facing the beauty that lay underneath him. He gazed lovingly into her glistening ocean blue eyes before leaning his lips onto her own and sharing a deeply felt kiss, while rain continued to pour from outside her window.
Stay Tuned...
Here are the pics I've worked on for you guys and once again reminding everyone to bring the empty spaces on the links together to see them. :]
*Warning; the last two contain nudity. I tried to make them as tasteful as possible without them reaching porn status; so I hope you guys enjoy them, and make sure that there aren't any nosy little brothers or sisters behind your back when you see them XD j/k. I listened to this song as I sketched them: Isley Brothers- Between the Sheet, if you want to catch a feel of what I'm trying to deliver*
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P.S.: Changed the last scene.