Hangers were pushed aside and tan hands gripped the clothing rod, fingers clenching tightly around the steel pole. Katara wasn't exercising, even though it felt like she should be doing chin-ups or pullups. No, her legs were wrapped around a very warm and red-clothed torso, her snatch glistening heavily, preparing for Zuko's throbbing cock.

His lips mashed against her own, tongue pressing against the opening, begging for entrance. She didn't have any qualms with the moist, pink flesh and accepted it greedily, pressing her own against it and swirling the two together in her mouth.

Zuko's hands fidgeted with the tie on his pants and he dropped his drawers before pressing his hot member against Katara's dripping opening. He closed his eyes, envisioning the feeling of her tight walls around him, clenching slightly as she practiced her kegels.

Fuck, she was amazing.

His hands wrapped around her torso and he felt her ankles press into his butt, urging him to stop playing around and shove his dick deep inside her pussy. Happy to help, Zuko rolled his pelvis forward and groaned into her mouth.

As always, she was tight and welcoming, warm and slippery. He let himself rest there for a moment before a knock on the closet door broke his reprieve.

"Fire Lord Zuko?" Lee's voice muttered through the wood. "Sir, you have several appointments today."

Drawing his tongue back into his mouth, Zuko broke his passionate kiss and snarled, "In a minute!"

Katara snorted and adjusted her grip. "Not at the pace you're going," she teased.

Amused, Zuko shifted down and up, pounding into his waterbending lover and making her gasp while her tits jiggled against his chest. He continued sliding in and out, feeling her inner heat against his veiny member. She moaned against his ear and pressed her locked ankles tighter against his ass.

"Sir," Lee's voice said again.

"Fuck, Lee!" Zuko panted, never breaking his rhythm. How the young ruler could do that, Katara didn't know, but it was a fucking turn on. "Leave me the fuck alone or I'll have you skinned."

"Sir," Lee sighed, "there are more…appropriate times for these types of…" he sighed again, "activities."

"I swear to Agni I will make you eat your flayed skin!" He smashed his elbow against the wooden door to emphasize his point.

Katara loosened her legs and popped his dick out in one swift movement. "Maybe he's right, Zuko," she whispered, releasing the rod above her head as her bare feet hit the floor.

Zuko growled and grabbed a few hangers. He tossed the hangers and clothes to the ground and shoved his lover on top of them. "Those…activities," he mocked, "can wait."

On the floor, Katara's blue eyes could see the shadowy outline of Zuko's erect form and she smirked. "If you say so."

He crawled on top of her and she parted her legs for him, keeping her feet firmly against the ground. She shimmied her pelvis up and Zuko grunted as he thrust forward, reentering her slick snatch. He panted against her ear as he pulsated deep inside her. Occasionally, he trailed kisses down her shoulder and she moaned as her fingers wound into his hair, destroying the topknot that took Lee a good fifteen minutes to perfect (short hair didn't like being pulled back).

His crown toppled to the ground, but he didn't care. While inside Katara, the world could go fuck itself; she was the only thing that mattered.

His lips were hot and they begged for moisture, so he started caressing his lover's skin with the tip of his tongue, nibbling the tan and slightly salty flesh gently with his teeth as he made his way to Katara's mouth. He pressed his tongue against her lips, tracing the outline before burrowing it in her mouth. Her lips parted to moan and she clamped around him, mushing her mouth against his.

"Mmmmm."

On the mound of clothes, Katara's back was arched just so and Zuko had to prop his elbow up against the side of her head to get the best angle possible. He stopped kissing her and focused on the building release growing deep within him.

His dick was slick with her juices, lubricating him so he could go harder and faster. Without warning, he slung her left leg over his shoulder and started pounding relentlessly.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

The sound of his sacs smashing against her wet lips echoed in the small room. The clothing muffled it a bit, but it was the only thing the firebender wanted to focus on. He loved the sound. He loved the smell. And he loved the girl who caused them.

Katara's gyrations matched his own and she panted as she wiggled under him. She unwound her fingers from his hair and maneuvered one hand between her legs, stroking her engorged clit with two digits, scratching his chest when he pounded into her.

"S-s-sir?"

Zuko didn't focus on the manservant's persistent voice. He only needed a little bit more time and Katara and him would both be writhing in the nest they created.

Katara let out a breathy moan, a sign that she was dangerously close.

"Say my name when you do that," he urged, grinding against her.

"Z-Zuko," she panted while flicking her clit. "Zuko, Zuko, Zuko!"

His dick jerked with the sound and he lumbered forward, resting against her bare chest as he climaxed. Jizz squirted between her folds, dripping onto the clean laundry underneath them. Zuko's pelvis pressed tight against her tummy, and it sent her over the edge. She grunted as her walls clenched tight around him.

"Fuck, Katara," Zuko groaned, feeling the pulsations around his member. "You're making me hard again."

"Mmmmm," she smiled. Her tan hands rubbed against his chest, fingernails grazing his pale flesh. "There's only one mistletoe outside this door. You know what that means."

Zuko groaned and popped his suddenly aching dick out of her folds. "That I need to have the palace redecorated?"

She giggled and shoved him. "Nooooo. Something else."

"One mistletoe, one fuck," he sighed, displeased.

She bopped his nose with her glistening index finger. "Them's the rules."

He grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers, enjoying the taste of their combined release.

A quickie, but a test to see if you guys are still interested. Only got 3 reviews last chapter and wanted to make sure that people were still actually reading.

Well, I'm gonna go spend some time writing about my favorite military man...Admiral Zhao. Oh yes, readers. Don't think that I forgot about Zhao and Koori. An update for Someday, My Prince Will Come is my next priority. ;P

Well, let me know if y'all are still interested in this story; I was going to go until I hit 25 chapters, but I may have overextended myself. Maybe people aren't as interested in this stuff as I thought.

So let me know!