The best thing about being Fire Lord? Telling everybody to stay the fuck away from a hallway whenever Zuko wanted.
Zuko's gruff shouts had been happening more frequently, ordering entire sections of the palace cleared out so he could "talk" to his Water Tribe adviser. Nobody really cared what the pair was actually doing, though they had their suspicions. But Zuko and Katara certainly didn't care what they thought; they hadn't even cared when one unruly page interrupted them a few hours ago.
No, Zuko kept on plowing into his squirming lover while the page squeaked and sprinted out of the room.
Which was why the unlikely bending pair was presently fucking each other senseless in the middle of a hallway.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Kataaaaara!" Zuko screamed, his dick pulsating in and out of the writhing waterbender as he pounded into her from behind.
She was laying against a windowsill, propped up on her elbows and admiring her lover's face in the window's glinting reflection. Bare breasts were jiggling against the sill, nipples barely pressing against the cold stone. The friction was very satisfying and she was gushing with desire.
"Harder," she begged, closing her eyes and licking her lips. If she wanted to be fucked harder, she would need a better position. So she grabbed one side of the window's stone trim work for leverage. "Harder, Zuko."
He thrusted harshly against her, delving as deep as his angle would allow. In turn, she cupped one of her own breasts, stilling the jiggling so she could fondle the erect nub between her fingers. She pinched the pink tip, rolling it between her fingers as she bit her lip. Fuck, Zuko never felt so good.
The sounds of sex were all that she could hear. And between Zuko's panting breaths, the sound of a dick slapping against her wet pussy, and her own moans, Katara was fully enjoying herself, and she wished that the moment would never end.
Unfortunately, all good things do and she felt Zuko's hand against her head, pulling a fistful of her hair back as he came. Hot cum jetted through her insides, warming every moist inch with her lover's semen. There was a moment where both paused before Zuko withdrew his limp dick and Katara shimmied her lacey Fire Nation panties back over her ass.
Zuko gingerly smacked Katara's black-laced cheek and hungrily admired the soft way that it wiggled at his touch.
"How about…another round?" the Fire Lord purred.
Katara looked skyward and pointed to the green bush above them, hanging in the middle of the window. "One mistletoe, one fuck. Them's the rules, Zuko," she panted, wriggling the elastic band of her tight-as-fuck pants up her thighs.
Zuko could only watch her, dick growing harder as she continued to clothe herself. She wound her arms into her sleeves and tucked each breast safely away, tying her tunic with a smirk on her face. He couldn't wait to strip her again.
With a sigh and a nod, the Fire Lord relented and looked at the silk pants around his ankles. He quickly tugged the garment up and started redressing before another green shrub caught his eye.
Katara was fixing her hair, pinning freshly braided strands back into place.
"Katara," Zuko said, gently nudging her as his eyes widened. The waterbender waved him away. "Kataaaara," he said again, emphasizing her name hungrily.
"Fine. I'll suck you off. Just give me a minute, okay?"
He considered her offer and shook his head. He wanted something deliciously better. "No, look."
Blue eyes wandered skyward, to where Zuko was pointing, and her mouth fell open. Between every fourth window was a bursting bushel of green. Mistletoe.
"Well fuck me sideways," Katara grunted. "That's a lot of fucking mistletoe."
A hoarse chuckle escaped Zuko's lips. "I could fuck you sideways," he growled. "But I don't know what you'd do with your legs."
Katara snorted and hit the young Fire Lord's arm. "This is gonna take days, Zuko. There's like…" She started counting and quickly ran out of fingers to keep track. "A lot of mistletoe here."
"Challenge accepted."
With a playful smirk gracing her face, Katara nodded and sauntered over to the other window, suggestively swiveling her hips as she neared the next clump of fantastic greenery. She jumped onto the ledge and separated her thighs, coaxing the scarred teenager forward with a slinky finger.
Zuko neared, parting Katara's legs with twitching fingers as he pressed his growing member against her warm and covered pussy. Even though both were completely clothed, he could feel the waterbender's wet snatch and he ached to be inside her again.
Utilizing quick and sneaky moves that he learned while gallivanting around the world as the Blue Spirit, Zuko hoisted his lover into the air and yanked her pants down. The fabric almost tore with his enthusiasm and he tossed it to the floor. She wouldn't need them for a little while since they had quite a lot of mistletoe to take advantage of.
Katara's jittery hands untied Zuko's pants and tunic, unsure which to start with. She just wanted to feel the teen's cock against her inner walls. She wanted to feel the familiar clench of an erotic release as her bare skin pressed against both a cold window and a fuckably hot firebender. She settled for his pants and ripped them down. They pooled around Zuko's ankles and he stepped out of them, tossing them with Katara's to the side.
The windowsill was the perfect height for what Zuko had in mind and he held onto the waterbender's legs, poising himself just outside her silky and dripping entrance.
"Tui and La, Zuko," Katara grunting, trying to wriggle forward. The firebender held her still, savoring the sight of her glistening and smooth pussy. "What are you waiting for? Jam it in, dammit!"
After a hearty sigh, Zuko jutted his pelvis forward and Katara gasped as her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer and deeper.
Her hands wound around his neck and she let out a breathy exhale. "Ohhh," she moaned against his unmarred ear. While Zuko continued penetrating her, Katara kissed his lobe and trailed her kisses down the bony line of his jaw. She planted a wet and desperate kiss against his lips and forcefully parted them, swirling her tongue in his mouth until he groaned.
It was a quick and merciless pounding, his dick already used up after his first ejaculation. Rapidly—far too fast than either desired—he felt the familiar tremors of a release and he slowed his pace.
"No!" Katara screamed, feeling him slow. "Don't slow down!"
"Ugh!" Zuko grunted, pressing his chest against her. Even though their torsos were still clothed, he could feel her erect nipples through the fabric. He wanted to feel her bare tits, so he untied her shirt and wrenched the tunic apart. He fondled each tit, cupping each voluptuous breast before he smashed her back against the window and felt his dick spasm. "You're so fucking hot like this."
He started to slump against her, exhaustion swiftly overcoming him. But Katara wasn't done.
She wrapped her legs tighter and tighter around his frame and positioned her hand just over her hooded clit. Zuko was softening inside her, and she needed to be quick.
Waterbending was a truly magical art. It wasn't only useful in combat. And bloodbending? Well, that was a specialized skill that Katara had been working on for months, trying to master utilizing it without the power of the full moon, as she had been taught. Bending blood in an engorged dick was easy, but bending blood in a dick that was slowly draining was difficult. Dangerous, too.
But the waterbender needed more and she couldn't wait a few moments for Zuko to readjust himself. So her fingers wiggled above her clit, palm pressing against the slick nub as she coaxed life into Zuko's flaccid penis.
"Fuck! Fuck! FUUUUCK, Katara!"
Swirling blood reawakened a stinging ache and Zuko's member lengthened and hardened with each twitch of Katara's now soaked fingers.
Her task was completed but her hand remained at her clit. Two of her fingers started circling the glistening sweet spot, sending waves of pleasure through her core.
"Fucking harder, Zuko," she panted, closing her eyes as she masturbated. "Fuck me. Fuck me. FUUUCK yes!"
Zuko lurched forward and twisted his arm around one of Katara's legs. He pulled it skyward until her ankle was resting on his shoulder, her foot wiggling against his burned ear.
With this angle, Katara could feel every single tremble. Her fingers worked meticulously on her aching clit. She could feel the pressure building, a desperate and sickeningly sweet feel of an orgasm.
An unseen dam burst and blue eyes closed. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!"
Zuko climaxed instantly. "Uuugggghhhhh!"
Together, the pair remained still, panting heavily against each other. Zuko shimmied Katara's ankle off his shoulder and kissed her trembling lips.
"There is…way too much mistletoe in this hallway," Katara huffed.
Zuko smirked and rested his head against her shoulder. "How about tomorrow? I promise it'll be worth the wait."
As a response, Katara nodded and wrapped her arms around his waist, enjoying the warmth he was radiating. "It better be fan-fucking-tastic."
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