CHAPTER RATING: M (Language, Sexual Situations and Dialogue)

A/N:

I figure that Kataang fans deserve some love after the pairing had such a long absence.

Chapter 19: One Night in Ba Sing Se

"You didn't want to leave?" Her voice ran through his ears.

"No. I didn't." Aang grasped her hand.

"Then why did you?" He turned to face her. It felt as if he lost himself...He lost himself in her mesmerizing golden eyes, and her unrestrained, flowing, raven hair.

"I had to go. What other choice was there?" He held her hands and bowed his head. "What else could I have done?" His eyes began to blur.

"You didn't have to jump off. You could have stayed with me." She cupped his cheek and brought him to face her again. "Don't you understand? I love you. I love you more than anyone else in the world." His eyes began to clear, and he saw her tears begin to fall. "All those terrible things I did, I did because I love you."

He pulled away, and scoffed at her words.

"You went too far. You did too much. You didn't need to..." He took a deep breath. "You didn't need to...Abduct me, you didn't need to...Bind me by my hands and feet." He brought his gaze to hers again. "I didn't need to be forced to love you."

"You're not saying..."

"I do." He admitted. "But it's too late. It was always too late. I'm sorry, Azula.

"I'm sorry for what I did-"

"No you're not. You're only saying what I want to hear. You're not real."

"I see. If only we could go back and change the past."

"If only we could…But we can't."

…

"We can't what?" Katara's voice interrupted. Aang shook his head and looked back at the image of Azula, which began to crackle with electricity, breaking through static, and then disappearing into nothing.

"What?" He answered with a slur.

"Who were you talking to, Aang?" Katara raised an eyebrow at his blank stare. "Aang?" His eyes were still unfocused. "Aang! Are you alright?" She kneeled next to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Y-Yeah…I'm fine. I'm fine." He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Are you up already?"

"Already?" She brought her hands back into her lap. "It's morning. Don't tell me that you've been here all night."

"I guess that I have." His eyelids were heavy as he answered.

"Toph and Suki told me that Zuko and Sokka are heading to Ba Sing Se. We're leaving soon. You can get some rest while we're riding Appa." She smiled.

"Y-Yeah…Thanks." He stood and turned around. "There's one more thing that I need to do though." Katara watched as he gathered air into his hands and created a ball of air that spun suspended above the ground. "There we go." As he released his hands, the sphere began to float towards the crystal ceiling.

"What is that?" Katara asked.

"You'll see." He smiled.

"Come on, you can tell me. Is it some sort of Airbender secret?"

"It's something we'd always do before leaving a temple. Let's go."

They exited the cavern and walked through the fire-lit halls of the Western Air Temple. He looked over to her, and finally noticed something that he hadn't seen before.

"Katara, when did you cut your hair?" He scratched his head.

"You didn't notice when I tried to rescue you?"

"Um…I guess I was so happy to see you that I never noticed." He smiled.

"I had to cut my hair when I was trying to save you from Azula." Her voice cracked in anger when she said Azula's name. "I needed some way to try and disguise myself, right?"

"Ah. That makes sense." He replied.

"Do you like it?" She played with the strands of brown hair that fell around her neck.

"You look beautiful. You almost look like…" He stopped himself.

"Like who?"

Like Azula. He thought.

"N-Nothing! Never mind!" He recovered.

"Okay...then." She raised her eyebrows again at his suspicious answer. As they walked through the dim halls towards the bright light of the opening of the temple, he began to sway, and bumped into her shoulder.

"Sorry." He said. "I guess I am tired."

Katara smiled and pulled him close. She wrapped her arm around him, and invited him to rest his head against her shoulder. His hand held onto her hips, he closed his eyes and continued to walk. Comfort came to him when he felt her soft hair touching the crown of his head.

"I love you." She whispered.

"I love you, too." He whispered back.

She believed that he was tired from lack of sleep.

But he knew, it was from something else.

…

"How do we know this isn't a trap?" Suki asked Toph while placing a pack on into Appa's saddle. "I mean, how do we know that Sokka and Zuko weren't captured by Azula. How do we know that the actual note was written by Zuko? How did we know if we could trust Azula's two friends in the first place?"

"Why would she lead us to the busiest city in the world to ambush us?" Toph spat on the ground.

"She could ambush us along the way!" Suki threw her hands up in the air.

"As if there was only ONE way to Ba Sing Se! We could go in hundreds of directions! Low South, High North, Low West, High East! There's no way that she could predict where we're coming from!"

"It doesn't matter if it's a trap or not." Katara's voice broke their argument. "The fact is that Aang doesn't have a firebending teacher. And we need one."

"So what are you suggesting?"

"We go there, and if Azula messes with us, we fight our way out of the city. We do whatever it takes to get Aang to safety."

"…" Toph turned her unseeing eyes to Katara. "That's what I like to hear! Sugar Queen's becoming ruthless! Take no prisoners" She slammed her foot into the ground. "Woohoo!"

"Katara, wait-you're not saying…"

"We're leaving." Katara interrupted Suki. She still held Aang on her shoulder, and laid him down onto Appa's saddle. Suki and Toph followed after, taking a seat behind them. "Yip! Yip!" Katara shouted, and Appa took to the air.

...

"What's wrong Appa?" Katara asked as the bison stopped in the air after minutes of flying. Appa roared in response, but stayed floating in place. A resonating sound came from behind them. And Appa roared again.

"Do you guys hear that?" Toph shouted.

"No, I don't hear-" Katara was caught off guard when she heard a beautiful song coming from the Western Air Temple. The echo chamber carried the sounds to them, the beauty of it brought a tear to Katara's eye, a tear that slid down her cheek, and fell into her lap. She looked towards Aang, and across sleeping expression, she saw a smile, and tears flowing down his cheeks.

Even in sleep, you can hear it too, can't you, Aang? She thought before wiping her eyes, and feeling the wind push against her face as Appa took off again.

...Three Weeks Later…

"We're going to stay in the middle-ring? Why don't we just take Appa straight to upper-ring?"

"You guys can take him...I-I need to think about some things." That's what he said, but in reality, he didn't want to see Azula. He wasn't ready to see her again. "So, I'll just stay here, you guys can go."

Appa landed, and Aang moved to get off. He felt a tug on his robe.

"I'm coming with you." Katara's voice stopped him.

"No, really, Katara. It's-"

"I'm coming with you." She pulled him to face her, he saw the demanding determination in her eyes, an image that sent chills down his spine. Aroused chills, but chills nonetheless.

"O-Okay. Let's go." He answered in a shaking voice.

"Are you two sure about that?" Suki asked before she was pulled down by Toph. The blind Earthbender punched Suki's arm and shot her a scowl.

"Oh..." Suki sighed, and nodded. "Never mind!"

"Yip! Yip!" Aang commanded, and Appa took off.

"Katara, is something wrong?" Aang asked while they waved to the others on the bison as he flew to the upper-ring.

"I know, I'm sorry, Aang. I'm just worried about you, and want to keep you safe. That's it."

"Oh. Okay, then." He nodded, a smile breaking across his face. "So, it's getting pretty late, let's find somewhere to sleep for the night."

"Yeah. That's a good idea."

She surprised him again when she grabbed his arm, and pulled him close to her chest. He grinned with an uneasy smile, and walked along side her.

"L-Lead on." He stuttered.

"With pleasure." She grinned. A

...

"A wooden frame that opens up like this." Aang unrolled his quick sketch of a glider. "These were made of a strong fabric." He pointed to the inner "wings" of the glider. "With all this, how long do you think it'll take?"

"Buddy, you're looking at the best blacksmith, woodworker, and craftsman in all of Ba Sing Se. One day."

"Really? Awesome! How much?"

"For the Avatar? Free of charge!"

"Thank you!" Aang bowed and ran back to Katara.

"How much did it cost?" She asked.

"He, uh...Gave it to me for free." Aang laughed.

"Well, that's sounds like a deal."

"It sure does." He looked up at the orange sky. "Now, we've got some money left. Let's go find a place to sleep."

They walked until the city lights came on, and the streets began to crowd with the citizens of the middle-ring. Through the footsteps, bright lights, loud music, and idle chatter, there was one building that was an outlier in the joy of Ba Sing Se.

A plain -looking, unnamed inn. It wasn't scary, creepy, or out of the ordinary. It was just...quiet. Peaceful.

"Look, Katara, only 10 copper pieces per room!" A wide smile appeared on his face. "We're on a roll!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him.

He burst through the door to confront a woman with long black hair, and glowing green eyes, dressed in a long robe.

"Hello. How can I help you today?"

"Could I get two rooms please?"

Katara raised an eyebrow at his order.

"Two rooms?" The hostess asked.

"Yes." He looked back at Katara, a clueless smile still on his face.

"Okay, head up the stairs, the keys have the room numbers on them."

"Thank you." Aang set down 20 copper pieces onto the table, handed Katara her key, and took off.

"Apparently, he's a little clueless as to what he has." She whispered to Katara, who raised her eyebrow at the thought.

"Tell me about it." She agreed, and watched Aang head up the stairs.

"He's kind of cute. Are you with him?"

"Yes, I am." Katara answered.

"Whoa, relax." The Hostess waved her hands. "If I was going to make any moves, they wouldn't be towards him." She smiled. "If you get what I mean."

"O...Oh!...I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it. But I'll do you a favor, Beautiful." Katara blushed. The woman brought another key to the countertop, and slid it across to her. "Unmarked, last room to the right." Katara took the key. "It's soundproof." She winked. "Enjoy your night." She snapped her fingers, and waved goodbye as they walked up the stairs.

...

"I got room 3A, which one did you get?" Aang asked.

"3...3B." Katara answered as she stared at the unmarked key in her hand. She knew what this unnamed Hostess was suggesting to her.

"I think we've got a problem."

"What's wrong?"

"None of these rooms are labeled..." Katara's head shot up, and she looked at the narrow hallway with doors on each side. Plain white doors, with, indeed, no labels. "Which one do we go into?" He knocked on the closest door. "Hello?"

"Aang, what are you..." The door opened to nothing, nothing but an empty room. "What the-?"

Katara turned and pushed open the door behind her, revealing another empty room.

"Where are we supposed to sleep?" Aang asked.

"Come on, Aang." Katara still held the key in her hand. "They can't all be empty."

They all were empty. Every single room was the size of a closet.

There was one left to open. The last door on the right.

"I guess this is the last room." Aang pushed against the door, but it didn't budge.

"Let me take care of it." Katara answered, inserted the key into the lock, and opened the door.

"Whoa." Aang's jaw dropped. His eyes scanned the scarlet-stained walls, soft black carpet, and large, King-sized bed that sat in the middle of the impossibly large room, painted in a soft white light. "Okay. Something weird is going on here. This room is way too big for such a small inn." His posture stiffened, and began walking back. Katara took hold of his hand, and stopped him in his tracks.

"Aang. Wait." She pulled him to face her. "Come on..." She whispered.

"But-"

"How long has it been?"

"...Too long." He whispered back.

"Let's end that, what do you think?"

He took a deep breath.

"When we leave tomorrow morning, I'm getting my money back. We only needed one room." He smiled.

She laughed, pulled him into the bedroom, and let the door lock behind them.

...

Katara sat at the foot of the bed and invited him to sit next to her.

"I don't know what happened to you during those days in Azula's zeppelin." Her soft voice entered her ears. "But I can't tell you how happy I am-" A warm pressure against her lips stopped her from finishing the thought, his soft lips touching hers. His hand rested on the small of her back in a familiar support and laid her down.

"I heard the entire conversation, Katara." A small smile began to form from her lips as her hands ran up his arms, across his shoulders, and pulled him into another kiss.

Aang felt her voice echo and rumble through his body as he moved his hand down along the buttons of her top. Her lips curled with light laughter as he bent the air around them, letting them undo themselves.

"When did you learn this trick?" She giggled.

"Just now." Aang smiled and brought his lips to hers again. His fingertips touched her enticing, caramel skin, pushing aside the fabric that still laid on her body. Moving down, he let his kisses trail across her skin, one by one.

Katara let out short breaths with every press of his lips, her skin crawled with the slow descent of his fingertips. She shook with heated anticipation, her fingers twitching, and her body burning.

Her face softened, her fists clenched around the thick, raven sheets of the bed when she felt the tip of his tongue, tracing down her chest, and circling around her nipple. She cried his name out when she felt his hands moving simultaneously down further towards the heat between her thighs, and up her hips towards her other breast.

"A-Aang! That's-" She managed to utter before losing her thought in the rush of pleasure feeling his hands and tongue caress her.

Hearing her call his name in that weakened, vulnerable voice drove him insane. Insane with desire. Insane with passion. Closing his eyes, he took in all of her with his senses. The way her unmatched tan skin felt against his tongue. The way her beautiful voice called to him. The way her exotic perfume merged with the heated passion they produced. The way he felt when he was with her.

He would die for her.

Katara jerked her head back deeper into the mattress as he continued. She felt his left hand against her breast, gently, he fondled her. With his other hand, he rubbed his thumb against her clitoris while smoothly moving his fingers into her. Her body stiffened from the overpowering sensation.

He felt her hips arch towards him, letting his hand slip further into her. Her breath left her as her muscles shook again, and she fell flat onto her back, gasping for air. The sweat from climax ran down her body that glistened from the liquid, making her even more beautiful.

She felt the orgasmic surge of electricity through her nerves, and collapsed onto her back. She looked towards him, with his confused eyes, he held up his right hand, soaked in the liquid from between her legs. He held it close to his lips, with a questioning look in his eyes, and a innocent smile on his face.

"Here." Katara laughed and took hold of his wrist. She brought his hand to her lips, and ran her tongue around his fingers. Her smile widened as she saw the aroused, yet shocked spark of light on his eyes.

He felt her tongue slide across his fingers, and felt his heart pounding with a yearning for her. Her kissed her, she laid on her back with his urging. His tongue moved to caress hers, and as they wrestled against each other, he could taste the sweet liquid she had so seductively taken from his fingers.

Four heated fingertips touched his spine, and his muscles froze.

"What do you think?" She asked.

He smiled, and nodded.

The air behind him spun as she twirled her fingers, he took a breath, and fell next to her. With his hands at his sides, he felt her pulling down his robe. Her hand rubbed against his erection through the fine fabric, the heat building with her touch.

Katara smiled and raised an eyebrow at him, she eased her control on his blood, allowing him to rest on high forearms and elbows.

"That's one place where you don't need to bend." He laughed. She giggled, pushed him down onto his back, and straddled him. Her hands slid down her glistening body. With her left, she pulled aside the black panties she wore, with her right, she held him.

He felt the mixture of pleasure and pain that resulted from her use of bloodbending. His legs were numb. Where Katara had taken the blood from, froze. But where she directed it grew with one-hundred times as much pleasure than before.

And it was all worth it.

His nerves surged up his spine when she touched him. Slowly, Katara lowered herself onto him, taking him in until she lost her strength from the electricity pulsing through her nerves.

Her arms failed her, and she fell forward. He caught her in a pocket of air, and laid her onto of him. Her arms wrapped around him, and her breath fell on his ear.

"Are you ready?" She asked.

"For anything." His answer brought a smile to her face, she always wanted to try something new, and guided his hands to her hips.

"Don't let go." She whispered, and felt his hands move down her curves and firmly grip her.

"I would never dream of it."

Behind his back, her hand moved into, and against the fabric. He felt her fingertips running across his back, and felt the blood rushing in his veins.

"I would never let you." She kissed him, and he felt his hands tighten. He smiled, and with her directions, picked her up. She sunk down upon him, pulling him further into her. Their moans rocked across the walls, as their nerves were assaulted with pleasure unknown to them both.

Although she was weakened by the passion she was creating, Katara still had enough strength to control him.

Aang moved with her request, and began thrusting himself into her, he had no control, but felt every intoxicating movement at a pace that she dictated.

Slowly, she commanded at first, she felt him in her, moving with her will, feeling him entirely in her, before almost completely pulling out. Their breaths beat down on back of their necks, her racing heart only causing her to order him to move with more speed.

He heard her cry out to him when he felt himself pulsing within her.

She heard him call to her as her muscles stiffened in climax. She felt him filling her, and wrapped her legs around his pelvis as her body pulsed with ecstasy.

The grip on his blood loosened, his legs could feel the soft carpet below the soles of his feet, but buckled from the weakness.

Aang landed with a crash onto the soaked sheets of the bed, gasping for air. Katara rested her ear above his heart, and could feel it beat in sync with the wild rhythm ofher own.

She kissed him, looked into his onyx-tinted eyes.

"I love you, Katara." He whispered.

"And I love you, Aang."

With those words running through their minds, they closed their eyes, and let sleep take them into its embrace.

PUBLISHED ON: 10/01/2014

A/N:

A note on sex scenes and how I write them: I hope that you enjoy reading what I write, and how I write it. You'll notice the absence of expletives from characters to express pleasure, and the absence of those "dirty" words reserved for the human anatomy. This is partly due to the ratings system (for Fan fiction, if you're reading this on Wattpad or AO3), but mostly due to the fact that what I'm writing is fiction, and to put it in blunter terms: In my mind, the scenes that unravel are like a movie. You'll even notice how I normally write with the "..." Paragraph break.

"..." = scene transition.

I see my writing almost like a movie, never too explicit, but just enough detail for the imagination. That and to read Katara scream out the "F" word breaks the flow of reading for me. So, just like Aang, in the end, it's all worth it.

(That could change on the Amazon Kindle store)

But the one thing that has changed is dialogue. If there's one thing I've learned from reading and...Other stuff, it's that when being intimate, communication is important.

My first stories had no dialogue during these moments, it's safe to say that, that fact has changed. And the story is better for it, right?

Hope I did a good job.

Join me next time for chapter 20:

"Aang's Endless Day in Ba Sing Se."

Thanks for reading!