Foamy, purple-hued suds filled the expansive, in-ground soaker bathtub. Katara was giggling in his arms, puffing little floaties of soap along the water in front of her. When the small swaths only went as far as she could reach, she used her bending to whirl the foam until it touched the other side of the tub. Her laughter grew at her antics until she leaned into the warm firebender behind her, snuggling softly into his body's natural heat.
The water was warm and the purple bubbles felt like they had a deeper meaning; a mixture of blue and red. Water and fire. Katara and Zuko. And the pair of lovers was coiled tenderly together, back to chest.
Katara maneuvered herself in the hazy water, bringing herself about until her soap-covered breasts barely pressed against Zuko's pale chest. If needed, she'd only need to bridge the gap by a few short centimeters, and she was certain that it wouldn't be long until that happened.
"Christmas is getting closer, Zuko," she purred, licking her bottom lip seductively.
"And?" The Fire Lord looked a little bored. The water was comforting, but he didn't usually like to spend more time than necessary in it. And even though there was a perky little waterbender in his lap, he felt oddly tired and relaxed. Nothing like how he was a few minutes ago while they were in the kitchen.
Back then, they had been in his element. The flames grew with his encouragement and heat shuffled around them, eliciting sweat and delicious smells. But in the bathtub, it felt like his inner flame was being repressed and his once tense muscles were relaxing. His engorged dick had disappeared long ago, softening along with the rest of his body.
Katara wiggled against him, trying to prompt some sort of guttural sound from the firebender. Honestly, any interest at all would've been nice. "And," she smirked, "what'd ya get me?"
Zuko snorted and wrapped his arms around her waist, pinning her securely against his chest. "Nothing," he sighed, feeling her nipples harden against him. A little intrigued with the sensual contact, his loins stirred just a bit.
"Noooothing?" Katara groaned, irritation thick in her voice.
"I bought you toys," he pointedly remarked. "And you seemed plenty happy with them."
"Oh, Zuko!" She swatted his left bicep. "Toys are fun and all but you gave them to me almost a week ago!"
"Christmas came early, remember?"
"Ugh. You're no fun."
Zuko bit down on her wet shoulder. "And I seem to remember that you came quite a few times with them, too."
"Hehehe." Her cheek was pressed tight against the bad side of his face and her laughter resounded around the expansive bathroom. At one point in his life, Zuko would've recoiled at the contact, but Katara always seemed to soothe his marred flesh. Every moment when her skin was pressed against his was a lovely blessing.
He drew her tighter against him, golden eyes staring longingly at the purple bubbles. Fire and water. Zuko and Katara. The thought was a huge turn on and his dick grew steadily harder. Katara mewled against him again, feeling the growing protrusion against her clit.
"Mmmmm." She bit her lip and pressed her nose against his scared flesh, nuzzling into him tentatively.
"Katara," he breathed against her neck, peppering kisses from her shoulder to her jaw.
"Hmm?"
"Can we get out of the tub?"
The waterbender lurched backward and shrugged. "But I'm still sticky," she cooed, licking her forearm. "And I still taste like chocolate."
"Hmmmm," Zuko sighed, drawing her close and biting her shoulder once more. Indeed, she still tasted delicious, like happiness. "Then let me wash you."
"Oh!" She squeaked against him, excited and amused.
The Fire Lord reached across the tub, waterbender still on his lap, and he grabbed the thick, red washcloth. He doused it in the soapy water and brought it over the girl's shoulder, grip firm as the tendrils of foam slipped down her skin.
Katara moaned under his ministrations, breathy sighs that continued to fill the man's increasing desire. And he dropped the washcloth just like that, golden eyes glinting hungrily.
It happened fast; one second, he was washing her shoulder, and the next, his lips were pressed against hers, tongue gliding between the part, forcibly separating flesh. His tongue dived deep, rolling around hers until the water started bubbling around them.
"Ah! Ah! AH!" Katara jerked against him, steam coiling from the hot water. She hit her lover square against the chest. "Control yourself," she hissed, flicking her wrist to cool the bath water with her bending.
Zuko trailed kisses across the sensitive underside of her chin. "You make it so hard," he sighed between pecks. "You make me so hard."
"Well," she grunted, shifting her hips against his until their eager sexes lined up, "don't boil us alive."
After her remark, she smirked and slid down on him, slow and steady, breath hitching just so when she finally sat flush against his thighs. In order to avoid being boiled alive, Katara moved leisurely at first, wiggling her hips ever so slightly, making the water slosh against her as she worked.
But Zuko was never a big fan of slow, gradually-building sex. No, he very much preferred hard, breathtaking plunges. Visions of his lover's jiggling, dusty titties and bouncing hair clouded his vision and ramped up his urges. So he lurched under her, holding the small of her back firmly against him, and he pulled her up and out of the tub, pinning her to the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.
Katara squeaked at the chill, but then moaned when Zuko separated her legs and slammed into her; once and then twice before swirling his dick around mid-plunge.
With the water making everything slippery, the sounds of sex were thick in the air. Squelching, slick noises echoed through the room and mixed into the sounds of heavy breathing and well-timed moans.
"Zu-Zuko," Katara panted, wrapping her legs around the young ruler.
The tiles beneath her were cold, but the firebender on top of her was dangerously hot. His steaming cock thrusted in and out of her and her hips responded with glee, bucking against him in order to match his rhythm. Pull him closer when he entered, barely let him leave when he withdrew.
Her ankles locked behind his ass and drew him into her own frenzied pattern. And even though Zuko was on top—usually the one in control—he let her lead his generous prods until he grew suddenly eager. He pressed his left elbow against the cold tile and loomed over his waterbending lover, heating his breath so he could tickle her with it.
She giggled at the soft, breathy caresses, but continued pressing her ankles into his rear, leading them both to a steady climax.
Zuko trailed his fingers over her tanned skin, starting at the base of her ear and working downward, below her neck, over her breasts, and down to her navel. His heated fingers lingered on the expanse of skin between her bellybutton and her deliciously wet pussy and he traced absentminded patterns into her skin.
She quivered under his touch and groaned when he stopped his sensual assault and headed a little further south. A single digit parted her nether lips while his cock was deep inside her. Dick and finger worked in tandem. One swirled over a slick nub and the other pulsated in and out, thrusting graciously with Katara's leg clenches.
"Zuko," she huffed, blue eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her fingers scraped against his back, nails digging across his flesh and creating small, red trails.
"Hm?" he grunted, licking an excited nipple.
"I'm gonna let you go now," she exhaled. "Go fast."
Just like that, she released him, relinquishing all control so Zuko could completely envelope her with sexual sensations. The Fire Lord didn't need to be told twice; he used one hand to grip onto her thigh and left the other one against the tile floor, resting on his elbow.
His thrusts were fast and the hand that was holding onto Katara's thigh dug into the skin, nails leaving perfect crescents in her otherwise unmarred flesh.
One of her hands continued pressing against his back, massaging the skin and holding him close, increasing their friction. The other hand disappeared between them, locating her clit so she could fondle the nub herself.
Realistically, she didn't need to do much. Since they were so close together, every little movement could be felt throughout her core. And she could quickly feel the onslaught of a beautifully breathtaking release. Heat continued to build as Zuko plunged and she huffed against his good ear, forcing her fingers to entangle themselves in his hair.
The Fire Lord littered her jaw with warm kisses as he thrusted. And when he felt the familiar tingles of an orgasm, he clenched his teeth together and fought through it. Self-control was a fickle bitch, but he was its master. Well, until the waterbender did what she did best.
"Holy fucking hell, Katara," he moaned when he felt her inner walls clutch onto his dick.
Katara grinned and continued focusing, forcing her vaginal walls to constrict around him. Kegels were beautiful and she had been practicing whenever she could.
Her finger continued circling her clit. Circle, zig, circle, circle, flick. Circle, flick, circle circle, zig, zag.
"Ohhhhhh!" she gasped, feeling Zuko twitch.
A spurt of cum poured through her, filling every available inch with its warm and tender deliciousness. Katara breathed through the delightful experience but flicked her clit at just the right moment, sending her into her own release.
"Aaaaaah!" she screamed, quaking under him. Every nerve ending felt fried with her touch and she shivered when Zuko stilled, breathing heavily into her mouth.
They sealed the final few moments with passionate kisses, lips parting and mashing together tenderly.
Bubbles floated around Zuko's submerged thighs; purple suds spiraling through the water in confined ringlets. A combination of red and blue…blue and red. Katara and Zuko…Zuko and Katara. Beautiful.
I know, I know. It's been a while. And I'm sorry! But something personal came up. My husband's grandpa passed away last week and I haven't exactly been filled with smutty thoughts. Which is why you guys got a chapter of Someday, My Prince Will Come, instead. Also, you'll be getting another one of those bad boys on Saturday, so be prepared.
I know this chapter isn't as heated as the others, and I know that Christmas is officially over, but I felt the need to continue this story. Though, I've come to the conclusion that I'm only writing 2 more chapters. That's right. TWO MORE CHAPTERS. The last one is planned out and ready to be typed out; trust me, you'll like it. It has a special guest.
The next one, however...is debatable. You see, I led you guys along, promising a threesome with Jet, but I just can't get into it. At first, I was all cool and excited; I read a few stories (generously provided by Icjga), but I realized that I maybe don't have the talent for that. Frustrating...I know.
BUT! Even though Christmas is over and the New Year is quickly approaching, I'm willing to give you guys a choice. For the next chapter, I will try my hardest to write a Jet/Katara/Zuko threesome, or I can write a Christmas present-themed one with waterbending and firebending and all sorts of cool shit. Each option will probably take me a few days (I'm hoping by Saturday 12/29), so I'm leaving it up to y'all.
Let me know!