When Zuko finally calmed down and cleaned himself up as best he could, he exited his hiding spot and returned to the party. Occasionally, he glanced over at his seductive waterbender when he heard her hearty giggle. He watched her take a glass of spiced wine from a server and she tossed her head back when she drained the glass, exposing the underside of her chin and the swell of her bodacious tits.

He wanted to spread jizz all over that skin. All over those tits. All over. He bit his lip, struggling to control himself.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he elected to sit down and wait the party out. He wrung his hands together and shoved his fists in his pockets, waiting dutifully until he realized that his hands were tantalizingly close to his hardening dick.

A little tug or two wouldn't hurt anybody, right?

So he started to shift carefully in his seat, pulling himself further under the table to hide his deviant act. He placed his hand against the tie of his pants and tugged on the knot, unraveling it slowly and tantalizingly, heightening the naughtiness of what he was about to do…at the party that he was throwing. In front of all those old people, who were sporadically tossing their heads in Katara's direction, getting a visual jack-off from her perky tits and hungry, almost-exposed ass and pussy.

Zuko's golden eyes never left his mark. He was about to do this. Without shame, too.

The knot came completely undone and the Fire Lord shimmied his hand under the band of his pants, making sure to keep his deed as secretive as humanly possible. He clamped down on his rock-hard dick and started squeezing down his length. He bit his lip, imagining Katara's hand, mouth, pussy, or tits around him, urging him to go harder…to go faster, and he could feel a budding release tremoring through his cock.

He was close, but he breathed deeply, willing himself to hold his ejaculation inside. A fair bit of precum had already stained the inside of his pants, but he didn't care. It just stimulated him more and more. The creamy mixture lubed his hands and he jerked harder and harder, forcibly stalling a groan.

Katara laughed again and Zuko's eye twitched when she threw her head back one more time. A fair portion of her side-boob popped out and she clumsily tucked herself away, much to the chagrin of the red-faced Avatar she was talking to.

The sight of her exposed skin was putting him past the point of no return and Zuko spread his fingers over the tip of his dick. He faintly touched the small, super sensitive divot and let out an audible sigh before stroking down his length again. He pumped and pumped, eyes closing and inhaling sharply, ready to finally hit his peak. Just a few more rough tugs and he'd be there. He yanked once, twice, and thr—

"Zuuuuko! Hey ole buddy, ole pal…ole buuuuuddy," a voice slurred, sauntering next to him.

Golden eyes snapped open, out of his orgasmic stupor, and glossed over a semi-drunk Water Tribe boy. His hardened and twitching dick quivered slightly before practically shriveling against his leg.

"Mother fucker," Zuko growled under his breath, glaring at Sokka.

"What was that, bud?" the drunk Water Tribe teen asked, comically holding his hand against his ear and leaning forward. "Did 'cha say something?"

"No," the Fire Lord growled. He took his hands out of his pants and sat on his cushion, displeased and very, very turned off. "What'd you want, Sokka?" he snapped.

Sokka snorted and smacked his wine-stained lips. "You throw some killer parties, dude. Man, that last one," he grabbed Zuko's shoulders and gruffly shook him, "that last one…man, Suki and I were so wasted that we had the best sex ever."

Zuko brushed Sokka's wiggling fingers off his shoulder. "That's nice," he gruffly responded.

Blue eyes blurred and Sokka threw himself against the table. "But I fucked up, buddy. I royally fucked up."

Am I seriously going to have to listen to this inebriated fool? Instead of voicing his thoughts, Zuko shoved his comment down and adopted the manners that Ursa crammed down his throat. "How?" he asked, feigning interest.

"Dude," Sokka hiccupped. "Dude." He grasped at the empty air in front of him, and smiled wryly. "She asked me to do something…and I kinda…maybe…sorta…said no."

Zuko put his elbow on the table and leaned against his hand. He could smell precum on his fingertips. Mmmmm, Katara could lick that off later. "Yeah? What'd she ask?"

Sokka gulped and leaned closer. His face wrinkled a little bit and Zuko wondered if the Water Tribe teen was about to blow chunks. He scooted away a smidge, but Sokka maneuvered closer to the royal and cupped his fingers around his mouth, leaning close so he would whisper his secrets. "She wanted a…threesome."

"A…what?" Zuko asked, straining to hear the murmur.

"Threeeeeeesome," Sokka whispered again.

Suddenly interested—really, really interested—Zuko looked at the drunk warrior. "With who?"

"Well," he sighed, looking over at his scantily-clad sister. "With Katara…and you."

Zuko inched closer, more interested than ever. "Really? Not you?"

Sokka chopped the empty air. "Yeah, I kinda got cut outta that fantasy, buddy. Sokka-slice style."

Golden eyes scoured the room and found a giggling and red-faced Suki standing a little bit away. She caught the Fire Lord's glance and waved at him before biting her lip and flicking her eyes over to Katara. Zuko's eyes bounced between Suki and Katara, really, really intrigued, and suddenly really, really turned on. Suki held her glass out and moved her arms forward, gesturing you and me, while simultaneously pointing to the nearby waterbender, and her.

Zuko gulped.

Suki put her right hand to her lips, stifling a chuckle. Erotically, she spread her fingers into a V-shape and stuck her tongue through the opening, wiggling the pink flesh seductively between her digits.

Oral. That was the suggestion.

Zuko gulped again.

"Yeah, so," Sokka sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "She promised no sex for a month if I didn't ask. Soooooo, here we are. I asked. I mean, I don't expect you to say y—"

"Yes," Zuko said, nodding his head at the Kyoshi warrior. Suki beamed at him and raised her glass, toasting him.

"W-wh-what, buddy?"

"Yes," Zuko repeated. "I'll—we'll—do it."

Sokka narrowed his eyes. "Do what now?"

"A threesome with Suki."

The Water Tribe teen looked terrified. "Noooooo, dude. That's not what I want. I'm off the hook for just asking. You don't havta…wait." He closed his eyes and tilted his head. "Really? You're gonna run off with my woman? Just like that?"

Zuko smirked. "No, I'm not going to run off with her. But if she wants a threesome, why deny her the pleasure."

Sokka's lips puckered like somebody gave him something extremely sour. "This isn't gonna end well for me, is it?"

"Does she like anal?"

"Well, I mean…I dunno. I never got around to tha—wait a second! Have you and Katara…?" He made a circle in one hand and poked through it with the other. Zuko nodded, a little amused at his innuendo. "Sooooo, those rumors that are spreading, aren't rumors?"

"Sokka, I fucked your sister behind that curtain," he pointed to the hidden spot, "twenty minutes ago."

Blue eyes followed a pale finger and Sokka scrunched his nose together. "Oogies, man. Oogies." He sighed and said, "Well, I'll let her know. Choose a time and a place, okay?" With that, he stumbled away, waving his arms wildly at his girlfriend.

For the remainder of the celebration, Zuko waited quietly in his seat until most of the party guests were gone. Sokka, Suki, Katara, and Aang were talking at the opposite end of the room. Aang broke away with a wave and a bow, tumbling drunkenly before disappearing through the door. Suki and Sokka walked away, each leaning into the other as they sauntered through the open door, too. Katara made her way to the door and a pair of golden eyes watched her ass sway from side to side as she neared the wood…and then closed the door, locking them inside.

"Mmmmm," Zuko hummed, dick already eager.

Katara sashayed over to him, squeezing her tits together and fondling her nipples as she walked. She started pulling one strap of her dress down before Zuko interrupted her.

"Keep it on," he growled.

Smiling, Katara continued clicking over to her lover. The peep-toed pumps accentuated the curves of her calves and she walked up the small staircase where Zuko was sitting. Instead of taking the seat next to him, she walked up beside him and stepped down on the table, pressing her knee close to Zuko's lips. If the Fire Lord looked to his left, he would be graced with the image of her wet, unclothed, and lickable pussy.

He kissed the inside of her thigh and trailed his moist kisses inward until he found her eager womanhood. Tongue flicking through the shaved folds, he licked up her clit, rolling his lips over the small, intrigued bud.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed, wrapping her fingers around the back of his head.

Zuko continued eating her pussy, excitedly licking the wet folds until his chin grew slippery. Katara's fingers were kneading into his hair, urging him to circle and nip her clit. With relish, the Fire Lord circled the nub and went into his usual pattern. Circle, circle, zig, zag, circle, zig, circle, nip, circle, circle, zag, zig, cir—

"Zuuuuko!" Katara panted, legs quivering.

She threw his head back, his tongue still sticking out, and she straddled his clothed waist. After an aggressive bout of tugging, Zuko's bare ass pressed against the wooden floor and his lengthened, veiny, and throbbing dick was exposed. Without warning, Katara slammed down and she started bouncing enthusiastically against him, hitching her dress up her hips so she could spread her legs further and further apart.

Both nipples slipped out of the straps at the same time, pink flesh bouncing teasingly against tan skin and black fabric. A pale hand cupped the left tit, a tan hand the right. Each hand worked in tandem.

Katara shifted her position mid-bounce, settling her high-heeled feet on each side of Zuko's waist so she could spring up and then slam back down. "I wanna go harder," she huffed. She licked her blue-stained lips and ground against his waist.

Zuko slapped her ass and flicked her nipple at the same time. "Fucking go!" he screamed.

After a small giggle, Katara bounced up and readied herself on the tip of her lover's dick. She swirled around the veiny appendage and then slammed down, rocking her hips against him until he groaned. She did it again: up, swirl, slam, rock. And then again.

"Fuck, babe!" Zuko shouted, slapping her ass once more. The sound resounded throughout the empty room. "Fuck, I'm so close!"

Katara grinned and leaned forward, pressing her tits against his chest so she could ride him fast, rather than hard. She rocketed up and down, pulsating thrusts expertly against him. The rapid bursts rocked against her clit and she moaned at the pressure before wiggling a hand between her legs and further intensifying the sensation.

"Ooooooooooh!" she wailed, closing her eyes as she gyrated.

"Katara!" Zuko panted, jutting his hips up to match her rhythm, "Katar—ahhhhhh!"

Katara quickly got off her lover's waist and thick ooze skyrocketed into the empty air. She reached forward, catching a good handful of cum, and spread it across her bare chest, smearing the milky substance over both nipples. She didn't feel completely satisfied, so she leaned down and pressed both tits around Zuko's still throbbing dick. She tit-fucked the last bit of juice out of him and then licked her fingers clean.

Enthralled, Zuko pinned her to the ground and shoved his fingers into her pussy. He only needed a few more seconds until his dick got hard again, and he didn't want her to fall too far behind on the orgasm count. He had already experienced two while she had received…none.

So he wiggled his fingers into her folds, separating both lips greedily until he found and fondled her clit. He stroked it roughly, sending pleasurable sensations throughout the waterbender's core.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned in his ear, red cheeks coloring her face.

"Cum for me babe," Zuko urged, inserting two fingers and spreading them apart in her walls. Hot kisses trailed down her neck before he snagged one pink nipple and lapped at it. His tongue flicked over the erect nub and he sucked harder and harder while he continued finger-fucking her.

"Z-Zuko!" she wailed, thrusting her hips skyward. It was an involuntary movement, but it put her dangerously close to an orgasm.

Dick hard again, Zuko withdrew his fingers and crawled between her legs. He started pumping away and her walls clenched sporadically against him. Kegels were a glorious sensation.

He lifted one heeled foot into the air and held her thigh against his shoulder as he pounded deeper into her dripping pussy. Expert fingers located her clit and continued their assault. It wouldn't take long for her to reach her peak, now. One flick, two circles, and a pair of zigs and zags with two fingers left her quaking and so very near an orgasm.

One last nipple flick threw her over the edge and she screamed his name. "ZUUUUKOOOOOO!"

Walls clenched and her snatch got very slippery. Zuko struggled to pound into her but found that he was quickly reaching his own release. He thrusted three more times in rapid succession before groaning and collapsing overtop her.

The smell of wine, sex, and perfume wafted around the pair. Zuko inhaled deeply, wanting to remember the individual aromas. "You smell so fucking good," he whispered into her hair.

"Mmmmm. You taste so fucking good."

The Fire Lord chuckled and rolled off his lover. He pulled her close and nestled into her shoulder. The pillow-talk of his choice was odd, but he thought that a post-orgasmed, red-faced, semi-drunk Katara would be a little more eager to accept his proposition, assuming Suki hadn't asked her yet.

"Your brother talked to me, today," he murmured.

"Hmmm? What'd he want?"

"Well," Zuko smirked, holding her tight against him, "it wasn't what he wanted. More like what Suki wanted."

Blue, intrigued eyes snapped open and locked onto gold. "Yeah? What'd she want, then?"

"Us."

"Us?"

"Well…you, me, and her. Together." He squeezed her again. "Doing…this."

"Like…a threesome?"

"Yeah."

Katara squinted at him. "And you wanna do that?"

Zuko shrugged and looked a little embarrassed. Suki had always intrigued him. She was commonly pretty but could kick ass like one of the guys. And he often wondered what sort of reflexes she had in the bedroom. "Well…yeah?" He made it out to be more of a question to save his skin.

"Huh."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, huh."

"Like…a bad huh?"

Katara shook her tousled head. "No. Not a bad huh. Just…a huh."

Zuko didn't like games. "Is this a…no?"

Katara pouted. "Tell ya what, Zuko," she said, "if you want to have a threesome with Suki, I get to have a threesome with somebody, too."

Golden eyes narrowed. "I'm not crossing swords with Aang."

With a flick of her wrist, Katara waved him away. "The kid's a child, babe. Do I want baby dicks in me? Nah, I want big, girthy man dicks."

"Soooooo, who then?"

"Jet."

"Jet? Jet who?"

Katara shoved him. "The resistance fighter you had brought to the palace."

"Oh, well…that's an odd choice."

The waterbender smiled and explained, "Met him once, used to be interested, and have always been curious."

With a smirk, Zuko said, "Is he hot? Sexier than me?"

Scoffing, Katara pushed him again. "Trust me, babe. You got nothin' to worry about." She kissed his pec and rolled over him, heels digging playfully into his thighs. "Ready for another round?"

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