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

A/N:

Thank you for your kind words in the last update. They really kept me going, kept me wanting to come back.

I hope you enjoy the rest of this story. Here is the last batch of Lemon for A Change of Heart.

Again, thank you for sticking with me.

Chapter 43: Sozin's Comet, Part II: "Final Nights"

"I get it." Zuko nodded. "I don't blame you for anything. I know you didn't do it on purpose. No hard feelings." He turned away. "I need to make sure everyone's ready. And you'll all want to have some sleep tonight. We're leaving in the morning."

"Thanks." Aang said as Zuko stepped out the door, and closed it behind him.

"Now then…" Sokka pulled up a chair and looked at the four sitting on the bed. "Explain this!"

"Uh...Well…It's..." Aang stuttered.

"It's pointless! We don't need to go over this again." Azula rubbed her temples. "At this rate, we're just repeating what's already been said."

"Yeah. It's just about time that we…We should just all go to bed." Katara stood and began pulling Sokka towards the door.

"Yeah?!" Sokka shouted. "Then who's going to sleep with Aang?! Huh?!"

They turned towards Aang.

A silence.

"Fine!" Toph jumped down and walked with them out of the room.

Aang watched them exit, and let his head sink back into the pillow.

Well…I guess we can deal with this in the morning. He thought to himself.

And as he drifted off into an exhaustion-fueled slumber, another sound caught his attention.

A familiar sound. A familiar, haunting sound.

The snap of two fingers.

…

"No more lies." Her silky voice slithered to him. "I love having you under my thumb." She caressed his cheek with her warm hand, pushing a sharp nail running against his skin. "I love controlling you, having all that power to myself…having you all to myself. And I'm willing to bet that you love it too, don't you?"

"..." She moved back, almost as if she was floating.

The room was nearly pitch black. Small flames danced upon burning candles, but the most alluring light among the darkness was the azure flame that danced in her hand.

Azula sat across from him. Her legs crossed, a faint sapphire light revealed her devilish smile, and the beautiful, tempting curves of her body.

"My dear Avatar…" She said. "My dear, little, Avatar." His eyes followed her pointed nails down her toned stomach to a beautiful tuft of hair, just above the tempting lips between her legs. "Tell your Princess what you want."

"Please, Azula." One last time, the same words he had said so long, long ago crawled out of him. "Please, Princess Azula. I need you."

"That's what I like to hear." She uncrossed her legs, and beckoned him forward.

Her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, her pointed nails resting at the back of his neck.

"What's the first thing you did to me when I captured you."

Aang nodded with closed eyes, and turned his head down.

"That's right. You remember, don't you?" Azula said, inching closer to him. "You loved it. And tonight…" She leaned closer to him, her breath fell onto his ear. " I want you to do it again." She spoke in her venomous, silky voice.

Aang smirked at the irony of it all.

"What are you waiting for?" She teased.

He inhaled a deep breath, as if it was his last.

And he took Azula with a fierce, desperate passion. His hands slid around her hips, down to the enthralling curves of her ass, where he picked her up, and threw her down onto the bed of a conjured cloud of air.

"I always admired you creativity." She whispered with the comfort of air at her back.

"Only the best for you, Princess." He said. "Only the best for my Princess." A heated kiss fell on her, Aang moved his hands further, caressing Azula's brilliant pale skin with five fingers that slid across her hips to her thighs.

His blood coursed with anticipation, feeling her at his very fingertips. The heat emanating from her only pulling him further into this fog of lust.

Azula let out a pleasing gasp for air for him when his fingers gently moved into her pussy. Slowly, he sent rhythmic pulses through every muscle in her body with the smooth, floating motions of his fingers.

Aang descended down further listening to Azula's moans and taking in her intoxicating scent. The same perfume she wore before, the same perfume that made his blood blaze with desire, a desire to have her.

His hands, as soft as a quiet breeze moved across her entire body, teasing her with every caress. An exhaustive pleasure ran through her muscles with his fingers pushing up ever so slightly.

Azula's labored moans were a mix of anticipation and annoyance. Her lustful cries filled with a pleading desperation.

"Now…" She demanded. "I need you. Now."

After all this time, he found it laughable that she would give him this command in such a weakened voice.

Azula's bed of air moved itself towards him, a gentle gust of wind pushed her up until her elbows were resting on his shoulders.

"What are you waiting for?" She whispered with burning golden eyes.

"What does my Princess ask of me?" he said.

Her grin, her sinister, seductive, sexy grin reappeared.

"Don't you dare make me beg any further. Avatar." lightning crackled at his back.

The sharp nails at the back of his neck pulled him forward towards her, the bloody crimson lipstick she wore stained his lips, and the moans she made rumbled through his body when she felt his erect cock teasing her. She broke away with a gasp, as the air that kept her suspended slowly dissipated.

Gentle as the wind he controlled, he entered her, pushing deeper as she descended. Azula forced herself upon him again, biting down on his bottom lip, all the while, feeling his hand on her breasts, caressing her, loving her.

Her legs wrapped around his waist in desperation, trying to hold onto him as Aang moved faster. He forced another excited exhale from her lungs when he nearly pulled his throbbing cock from her wet, dripping pussy, and then pushed himself all the way into her again.

He pumped his hips faster than she had imagined he ever could. Azula's nails pushed into his back, mixing the pleasure of her tight, soaked pussy wrapping around his cock with the pain of small pins nearly piercing his skin.

In a final gasp, Azula wrapped her arms around him, pushing herself up against his chest. Warmth filled her with every throb his cock made when he came.

Then her grip on him loosened, her legs fell, and she collapsed onto the bed, his cum still dripping from her pussy.

He felt like he too would collapse if he could, but something kept him standing.

And then the sound rings in his mind again.

...

"It's a nice room, isn't it?" Katara said.

"It is." Aang replied.

A room. An impossibly large room, with scarlet-stained walls, a soft black carpet, and King-sized bed, bathed in a soft white light.

In a small inn.

In Ba Sing Se.

"So…There was something I needed to tell you." Aang started.

"Sure, what's on your mind?" Katara set aside the bags they carried, and sat down on the bed, inviting him to join her.

"I know I've said this before. But, I love you." His voice was sincere, grim almost. "You were the first person that I saw when I woke up." He whispered, staring down at his hands. "And I know I'm going to sound terrible when I say this but-"

Katara's lips fell upon him. Aang's eyes closed at the softness of her touch. She pushed him down onto his back, and he sunk down into the bed.

"Stop talking, Aang." She grinned, her gaze peering into his heart. "I know."

Katara pulled away, her eyes as mesmerizing as the stars in the dark of night. A finger pressed against his chest, moving down, pushing away his robe. Aang took her hand, stopping it, before shaking his head.

"You don't need to do that." He said. "You already drive me crazy as you are." Katara returned a smile, and began pulling away at her clothes until they hung at her waist, revealing the curves of her beautiful figure.

"How long has it been?" She whispered.

"Too long." He replied.

Katara's lips met his again, pulling away any breath he'd hoped to take. Aang felt the incredible warmth of her body, his left hand slid down the length of her back, pushing away the fabric of her robe. His other hand moved up her stomach, feeling her with his smooth fingers and caressing her breasts with a lustful desire; admiring the gentle curve of her ass, moving his hand across it onto her lower back, pushing away the fabric of her robe, and pulling her towards him.

Katara's bare, beautiful body laid against his. She moved her hands down, and pushed aside the soaking white fabric of her panties. Her warm hand wrapped around Aang's erection while she rubbed herself against him, the juices from her pussy, dripping and flowing down his cock, pooling on his pelvis, and staining the red bedsheets below into a deeper scarlet.

A palm pushed onto his heart as she moved down, taking him into her slowly, until he was entirely inside her. Ten pressure points pushed into his chest with her moans of pleasure and ecstasy. Her fingertips nearly dug into his skin in bliss. Aang wrapped his hands around her hips, and guided her movements, their breaths breaking through each other's with every thrust he made.

"A-Aang." Katara tried to whisper through her heavy breaths, before her body gave way, a wave of release ran through her muscles. She fell forward, Aang caught her on a cloud of air, and gently let her down onto his chest.

With his hands wrapped around her hips, and her hot breath against his ear, Aang planted his feet into the bed, and thrust up into her. Katara let out another overwhelming cry of lust as he entered her once again. The feeling of his hard cock pumping in and out of her soaking pussy engulfed her in a haze of pleasure.

Katara's arms wrapped around him as he continued, holding him with an increasingly weak grip with every thrust he made. Her moans becoming weaker with every move he made, pushing and pulling her with every thrust until her arms were almost limp, unable to hold onto him.

Katara kissed him once more as he made one final thrust into her with an intense climax that shook every muscle in his body. She was overtaken by the warmth of his overflowing cum pumping into her, and dripping out into the bedsheets.

Through their labored breaths, and scattered thoughts, Aang spoke.

"I'm glad that I ran away."

"Why's that?"

"If I hadn't been locked up in that iceberg, I would have never met you."

…

The sun hit his face just as the dreams ended. And a familiar voice that he couldn't quite make out, whispered a goodbye.

Another dawn had risen, he was one day closer to the arrival of Sozin's Comet, moving off the bed, and putting on his robes, he shook off the early morning fatigue, before opening the door with a visibly shaken hand, and walking outside.

Even if he had the word of 'Destiny' that all would be well in the end. 'Instinct' told him, that it just wasn't going to be that simple.

PUBLISHED ON: 06/09/2016

A/N:

You think maybe it was a little too much? The Law of Diminishing Returns may apply here. Either way, I hope you enjoyed it.

I'll be finishing up A Change of Heart within the next few weeks. For those of you still waiting for the next chapter of A Veil of Flames, those updates will come after this one is done.

Thanks for waiting.