CHAPTER RATING: X (Language, Explicit Sexual Dialogue, Explicit Sexual Situations)
A/N:
"Your language is your domain. You don't want to be nervous to travel anywhere in your vocabulary."
-Susie Bright, "How to Write a Dirty Story."
Chapter 36: A Long Time Coming
Katara followed Azula through the door to Aang's room.
"Lock the door." Azula whispered. Katara nodded, conjured water from the air, and froze the door within a massive iceberg.
"No one will be able to break through that." She said.
"Good." Aang slept in the bed, a black bushel of hair sitting on top of his head. "I've got the perfect plan." Azula took two fingers, and brought them to his temples.
"Wait." Katara grabbed her hand. "Are you sure about this?"
"Trust me." Azula replied, and touched the side of his head. A spark ran across her arm. "He'll be fine."
...
"Sleep tight, and dream of us tonight." Aang's eyes opened to see Katara and Azula standing at the foot of his bed.
"W...What?" He shook his head. "What's going on?"
"It's so good to see you again, Aang!" Katara leapt and wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you so much."
"Missed me? What are you talking about?"
"Wait...You don't-"
"I can't tell you how thankful I am that you two saved me last night!" Azula interrupted to the confused look on Katara's face. "Ozai had my neck under the executioners axe and...I don't know how I could ever thank you." She winked at Katara. "But what I can tell you, Avatar, is that while you were unconscious, we had a little...Discussion."
"A 'discussion?'" His eyebrows raised. "Like before...?"
"You could put it that way...We came to a mutual understanding, just for you."
"And...That means...?" His gaze drifted to the glacial slab that guarded the door to his room.
Azula turned towards Katara, a wily grin taking her expression. Her nails creating small, shadowed craters against Katara's cheek. Katara pushed forward, and took Azula's lips with a gasp for air.
"You know, this isn't exactly what I had planned." Azula growled.
"What did you expect?" Katara purred back.
"I didn't expect you to be the one to make the first move..." Azula whispered. "But I like it. Don't stop." A sly grin across her lips, Katara fell backwards, and pulled Azula down with her. She sunk into the mattress with Azula's tongue caressing her own
Azula ran her hands through Katara's ebony hair, her nails making small indents across Katara's chocolate skin. Gently, Azula moved her fingers lower, letting them caress Katara's neck, and slip down to meet her sapphire robe. She tore through the garment with ease, and pulled it apart to reveal Katara's entire figure.
"No wonder the Avatar fell in love with you."Azula gently nibbled at her lip. Katara's cheeks flushed, as she felt the tip of Azula's tongue, tracing a trail down her neck, and towards her breasts, her right hand sliding down Katara's stomach, and into her panties.
Through a tuft of hair, the heat from Katara's wet, begging pussy engulfed her hand. Azula slowly slid a finger down Katara's lips, sending ecstatic twitches of anticipation throughout her entire body.
A gasp of air from Katara was forcefully taken from her lips. Azula gently inserted her fingers into Katara, and kissed her. Their tongues merged into moans of pleasure with every brief break from each other.
Azula's tongue created a trail of cold against Katara's burning body. Slowly, she moved her fingers, caressing Katara into a euphoric stupor. Azula moved lower, her breath soon merged with the heat emanating from Katara's core.
Katara squirmed with Azula's lips wrapped around her clitoris. Her hands desperately reaching out and crushing the sheet between her fists. Azula continued, gently caressing with her tongue, and softly sucking.
The room was nearly boiling with the heat that filled it. Katara's hands found their tight grip around Azula's hair, tearing away at the binding that held it, the smooth black silk was released, and fell like a waterfall down her back.
Katara held Azula's hair nearly at its roots, moving her hips. Begging for more. She felt her muscles tense, the sensation running through her entire body, and for a brief moment, the room froze, before a fog of steam filled it.
...
Aang's jaw dropped.
He tried to stand, but realized that he couldn't move his arms or legs. What he could feel was the blood that pumped out from his heart, and into his steadily growing erection.
There's no way that this is happening.
...
Azula slyly crawled to Aang, and gave him a soft, wet kiss with a sweet liquid still running down her lips. Each breath he took never fully reached his lungs. Katara's hand slid up his leg, and caressed his aching, twitching cock through the fabric of his robe.
"Do you want more, Avatar?" Azula softly asked.
"You just love teasing him, don't you?" Katara giggled.
"Only because he loves it, too." Azula brought her fingers to his lips. "Go on, Avatar. Have a taste of your beloved Water-Tribe girlfriend."
Her fingers ran across his lips. His tongue ravenously followed the tempting trail of liquid.
"This seems familiar, doesn't it?" Azula smiled.
Aang gave a weak, euphoric nod. His robe fell open, Katara wrapped her hand around his throbbing erection. She caressed it with her soft hand, and with a gentle wave, bent away a small white bead of precum, before forcing it to dissolve.
"You murderer." Azula smiled at her.
"It's my alternative to your bitter medicinal tea." Katara giggled. "Besides, there's much more where that came from." She gave his hard length another gentle stroke.
Azula slid back, giving Aang a full view of Katara. Her tongue ran along the head of his member, good nerves shook his entire being. She looked at him with sexy, devilish eyes, grinning as she took him into her mouth until she could feel his pulsing cock at the back of her throat.
It all was a blur, Aang's eyes opened again to a lust-filled fog. A familiar sight, below a beautifully trimmed strip of hair, Azula's dripping pussy enticed him. The sweet tempting nectar flowed down her thighs onto his chest.
"I'll let you in on a little secret." She whispered to him. His mind straining to hear her every word. "No matter what anyone else thought...I didn't need you to love me. I just needed you to want me." His hazy mind and short breaths barely made out her words. "Tell me how much you want me, Avatar. One more time."
"Please, Azula. I-I want you...I need you. Now."
"That's what I love to hear." Her fingers ran through the thick black layer of hair that had grown in the months that passed. With a demanding grip, she pulled him closer. Azula quivered with anticipation, the fire in her body building with every second that passed.
With her hard grip on Aang's hair, Azula thrust her hips forward, chills ran up her back, shaking every muscle with Aang's tongue pushing deep into her, twisting and pushing into her warm, wet pussy, his lips wrapped around her clitoris, softly massaging it while taking in her enticing moans.
Katara squirmed her tongue around Aang's cock one more time before pulling away. She crawled forward, his slick member creating a trail of her own saliva against her body. Straddling him and holding him in her hand, she lowered herself into him, falling forward at the rush of ecstasy that followed.
Katara's breath fell in upon Azula's neck. Azula , rocked forward with the sudden sensation. Her head flung back to rest on Katara's shoulder. Aang felt Katara take him in, her hot, dripping pussy engulfed his cock with a heated passion he hadn't ever felt from her. Azula's hips thrust forward in a violent gesture, nearly smothering Aang. He took a deep, desperate breath, and inhaled her sweet scent.
Katara moved her hips to a loose rhythm, lifting herself up, and then taking in Aang entirely, grinding against him while lightly nibbling on Azula's neck. Her hands moved up Azula's hips, running against her smooth, ivory skin up to her breasts. Her fingers wrapping around Azula's nipples with a soft pinch.
Azula turned Katara towards herself taking her lips with a moan that forced itself from her lungs. Aang's head collapsed into the pillow, his muscles tensed, and he sank into the mattress, gasping for air. Azula's legs buckled, thrusting her hips into him. Aang felt her shudder before a sweet liquid began running down his lips.
Katara collapsed with Aang pulsing inside her. Feeling the flood of warmth, her muscles gave in, and she fell backwards in bliss with Aang's cum dripping out of her pussy.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this." Azula slid down, and ran her tongue up Aang's cock, a pool of white liquid gathering on her tongue.
A breath cut short through Aang. Azula closed her mouth, and calmly swallowed with a smile.
"Just as good as before." She whispered with a heated hand hovering over him. "Now let's see if we can bring some life back into you." A small shock rocked through Aang's body, his muscles tensed, and blood rushed to his erection again. She smiled her seductively devilish smile, turned around, and straddled him.
Azula descended, her body shaking from the pleasure. She quivered and collapsed backwards onto him. His breath brushed against her neck, she turned to meet his lips, and brought a hand to his cheek. Another shock ran through him.
"Show me what you want to do." She whispered. He kissed her again, his tongue gently parting her lips and caressing hers. His gentle, firm hands ran up her slender, toned body. Azula moved her hips against Aang, moaning in utter bliss, feeling the heat building within her.
Aang wrapped his arms around her in a gentle embrace, his muscles tensed, and he felt his climax. Azula quivered with the warmth she felt, with another breath, she slid down into the bed beside him.
Everything was fractured and broken through a haze of lust.
...
When he came to, two of the three most beautiful women he'd ever seen were lying next to him. Their hands and heads resting on his chest while he took in their slow, exhausted breaths.
Aang shook his head, and let it collapse back into his pillow.
...
Azula opened her eyes, and meet Katara's with a smile.
"So? How was it?" She whispered while pushing herself off the bed.
"It was unbelievable." Katara replied while cleaning herself up, bending away the pools of sweat that formed into the bed, and conjuring water from thin air, allowing the two to wash themselves off.
After a few minutes they were cleaned up. Katara leaned over, and kissed Aang's cheek. Azula did the same, but then raised two fingers to his temples.
Electricity skipped across the space from her finger to his head.
"What's that for?" Katara asked.
"You'll see..." Azula replied.
...
Aang dressed himself with the sun high in the sky, and set off into the outer courtyard.
Azula and Katara sat together on a balcony in one of the higher rooms of the palace. As Azula sipped at a cup of bitter tea, Katara looked down towards Aang, making his way towards Sokka.
"So, what did you do to him?" She asked Azula.
"Some harmless alterations to his memory." Azula grimaced at the taste of the tea. "He doesn't know we're here yet. We can surprise him later."
"Is that all?"
"...He just woke up from the best dream he's ever had."
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PUBLISHED ON: 08/04/2015
A/N:
You're probably thinking: "Where did that come from?"
I asked myself the same question 21 chapters ago.
No more ménage à trois scenarios for me.
Never again.
Thanks for reading.