HEY EVERYONE! Been a while! Life caught up with me and I haven't been able to write in a while, I've been super busy! I have also partially got over my lemon block, I don't mind writing it as much anymore, but there's still some stuff I won't write. Hope you enjoy my second Zutara content.

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Ch1

Southern Raiders, before Zutara leaves.

Katara sat on her sleeping bag in her tent, sighing at the soft, sand-blue ceiling. She'd practiced enough with Aang today and was absentmindedly twirling a small stream of water around her finger. She heard a rap outside. "Come in…" She said, unhooking the loose white knot of string that tied the tent completely shut. Zuko entered, tying the tent shut again. "I came in to-" Zuko began.

Katara put a finger to his lips as she picked up a strange sound in the air. "Listen," she whispered. A low moan echoed from the direction of Sokka and Suki's tent. Mmm! Sokka, spirits, more there, yes…you're so good….

Katara rolled her eyes. Zuko's eyes widened. "I went to Sokka's tent earlier," he muttered. "I realized he was waiting for Suki. I guess now I know why." Katara pondered this for a moment. Then, as she looked up into Zuko's fierce gold eyes, she was overcome with a surging lust. With a loose shirt, almost showing his chest and absentmindedly toying with the string of Katara's sleeping bag, he looked as sexy as ever.

Slowly, she turned around and moved on her hands and knees, leisurely making her way toward Zuko, a smirk on her smooth face. Zuko blinked, confused. "Katara, what are you…" he trailed off as he noticed the gleam in her eyes that made her intentions perfectly clear. Katara traced her fingers over his broad shoulders, and climbed into his lap suggestively, her breath raging across his scarred face. Zuko furrowed his eyebrows, apparently not knowing what to do. He didn't stop Katara, but lowered his voice to a caressing whisper.

"Katara, what about Aang? He's crazy for you…" Zuko said, briefly glancing down at Katara's…lower region. Katara smiled. "He said a little too knowingly," she joked. "But…Aang's just a child. I know I care for him, but I'm not sure I care for him in the way he does. And remember, he locked his Avatar State for me. I can't get in the way of saving the world."

Zuko nodded. "I love you, Katara," he said, closing his eyes. Katara drew closer, so their noses touched. "I love you, too," she whispered. She gave him a glance. He's such a prince. She laughed at herself. Katara, he IS a prince, even in exile.

And suddenly, Katara is not herself anymore, overwhelmed with love for Zuko. She took a deep breath and pressed her soft pink lips against his dark, powerful ones. They were caught in a passionate kiss, love emanating through the tent. Zuko's strong hands grasped her waist as the kiss grew deeper.

They broke apart, exchanging a meaningful look, golden copper against ocean blue.

"Back in Ba Sing Se…we were all alone…why didn't we do this then? We had such a good opportunity," Zuko murmured, running his hands down her outer leg. "Yeah," Katara agreed. "But those crystals really light up the catacombs."

Zuko's eyes flashed as he seemed to have thought of something. "And I'm happy to light you up all night long," he said dangerously. Katara's eyes widened as she understood Zuko's joke, but merely laughed and stroked his arm, feeling his muscle. "All that firebending with Aang must have toughened you up," she said, caressing his upper arm with her elegant hand. He's so beautiful…. She thought as she admired his worn skin.

Zuko laughed, kissing her forehead. He ran his fingers through her hair lovingly as Katara shifted to sit against him, her head near his nose. One hand stroked her luscious brown hair while one hand was settled over her mid-upper chest.

Katara looked down at one of his hands. Oh, spirits, Zuko. Please…a little closer.

Still looking at her head, his hand accidentally shifted up, and cupped her breast. Yes! He looked down in embarrassment, yanking his hand back. "I'm so sorry! I didn't-"

Katara kissed him. "You're okay," she said softly. "You can do it."

"Are you sure?" Zuko said nervously.

Katara gave him a long look. "I'm sure."

Zuko slowly drew his hand back to where it had been before. He took a deep breath and reached under her shirt, beneath her wrappings, and….there.

He squeezed her breast gently and pulled her shirt down to see her beautiful globes. His eyes widened at them as he looked through the partial darkness. "They're beautiful," he said to the waterbender. Katara looked sideways shyly. "I never let anyone see them before…." she whispered. He smirked. "That's okay, I want them….and you, all to myself."

"You do, love," she said, blinking her eyes slowly.

Abruptly, they rolled over, and Katara forced him to the ground. Zuko gasped in surprise. "What, did you think I was going to lay down the entire night?" she chuckled, her seductive laugh echoing through the tent. She leaned down to kiss him again. He rolled over, and this time he got on top of her once more. "No, but I still want my turn," he replied.

They sat up, Katara's hands sliding over his back and wrapping together again, and the two began kissing fiercely in the night again.

Little did they know, the strong wind blew the knot loose and the tent opened. Sokka and Suki had come out of their tent to sit by the fire with Aang and Toph, each laughing as the warm gleam of the flames lit up their faces. Aang, Suki, and Sokka turned toward the tent, seeing Zuko and Katara locked together and comically, their three jaws dropped simultaneously. Toph smirked, with her ability to feel everything that was going on. "I knew they would get together," she said, stretching with boredom.

Katara broke apart from Zuko, both horrified at what was to come. She sighed. Katara knew she would have to face him. She slowly shifted her gaze to Aang.