a/n THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THE FOLLOWING AND FAVORITE-ING! I appreciate every ounce of feedback I can get! I'm going to answer the question you all are probably dying to know "Do Katara and Zuko finally do it in this chapter?" The answer is "not really." Lame answer? Yeah, I'm sorry, but I promise it'll be in the next chapter…so prepare yourselves! Anyways, this chapter is still most definitely rated M.

Also I'm trying to figure out if I should write a bunch in a chapter, but not update very often (like I've guiltily been doing) OR update more frequently, but not write as much. Thoughts?

ANYWAYS, here is the chapter!

Chapter 14 ~Need~

-Katara-

What was she doing? She really didn't know anymore. If someone had told her a week ago, she'd be in bed about to have sex with Zuko she would have laughed and made a cynical retort. But now she couldn't think of spending her time anywhere else.

After his hand initially brushed her sensitive center, he touched her with more assuredness. His fingers started circling her and she could feel her need intensify. She had been with other boys, but they were boys. Zuko was a man. He might not have been a man by age, but by experience and wisdom instead. She was very much aware how war made people grow up. Not only was she deprived of a full, normal childhood, but he was too. She didn't really want to think about him as a child right now. He was grown up now. Very grown up. She didn't care if he was the prince of the Fire Nation. He was here. He was hers.

The sensation coursed through her, overwhelming her.
"Z-z-u-u-k-k-o-o!" She let out in a strangled moan.
"Oh, Kata-a-r-r-a-a!" he groaned in response. Everything about their touches and kisses intensified. She had never experienced all-consuming love and passion like this before. Her hands, her mouth, her soul wanted him more and more. She moved in frenzy, wanting to kiss him, touch him, and worship him all at once.

His warm, rough hands moved away from her center. They glided back up her body, spreading her wetness across her torso. Agni. Her hands moved out of his hair and began to trace his muscular chest. She had seen his chest before, but now she was able to appreciate it with more than just her eyes. The skin under her fingertips felt warm, feverish. It surprised her.
"Zuko!" she gasped, tilting her head away from his addictive mouth. A frown spread upon his mouth and his forehead creased in confusion. Her eyes swept across his entire body and she found it glowing with a layer of sweat.
"What?" he rasped.
"Are you all right?" She knew that fevers where a sure sign of serious illness. But he just smiled a salacious smile.
"If you mean all of the moaning and groaning trust me, I am fine." And his head swooped in again to kiss her, but she dodged him and he kissed the side of her face instead. This didn't seem to bother him and he began to nibble on her ears and nip at her jaw.
"Zuko," she scolded as best she could in her flustered state, "I'm asking you if you're all right because you're very hot." Agni. That didn't sound like what she meant. She could feel him grinning again against her neck.
"Yeah… I guess I am…hot." Her body stilled in annoyance. Very slowly, his head came up and he looked at her square in the eyes. She watched as her true meaning finally penetrated his undoubtedly hazy mind. "Are you okay?" He asked while he started to move, but she held him close and stared firmly into his eyes while she nodded. His warm skin had surprised her, but she found she liked it. Nobody else's skin felt like his. The worry she saw in his eyes vanished. "Good. Yeah, I'm okay. I'm a firebender."

-Zuko-

Agni she was wet. This was his first time touching anyone so intimately. He was surprised how quickly the wet viscous cream gathered on his hand. The slide of his hand against her urged him on. So he continued to touch her. Kiss her. Worship her.

He was nearing the end of his rope. The control that he desperately wanted was slipping away just as easily as his fingers were sliding around her clitoris.
"Z-z-u-u-k-k-o-o!" She moaned a garbled version of his name.
"Oh, Kata-a-r-r-a-a!" he groaned in response. The whirlwind was too strong. This would be over far too soon if he didn't do something. So he moved his hands away from her alluring center. They traveled instead up her cool body. Their path was smooth mainly because of her essence that covered his hand, but also because of her silky skin. While his hands slid across her muscular stomach, he felt her hands drift away from his hair. Her long gentle fingers wound their way to his chest.

All of his firebending training meant he was strong, solid, and had a six-pack. He knew he had a toned body, but he never put too much thought into it until now. Her light fingers sent shivers down his spine. Agni. It felt so good. Suddenly her fingers were gone and her mouth pulled away from his.
"Zuko!" she gasped. Why had she stopped? He thought as he frowned. Am I really that sexy? Somehow, he doubted that. He watched, still confused, as she looked up and down his body.
"What?" he rasped. What's wrong?
"Are you all right?" she looked worriedly up at him. Oh, Agni is that it? he smiled. Yeah… I'm all right.
"If you mean all of the moaning and groaning trust me, I am fine." Now that he got that settled, all he wanted to do was kiss her. But as he went to plant his lips on hers, she moved away and he kissed the side of her face instead. Oh? I can make this work. So he began to nibble on her sweet ears and nip at her strong jaw. The unique scent of her hair filled his nose.
"Zuko," she scolded, "I'm asking you if you're all right because you're very hot." Oh! I am hot am I? He grinned.
"Yeah… I guess I am…hot." He replied. Why was she asking these questions? Instead of laughing, as he thought she might, her whole body became very still. What? Reluctantly, he moved away from her neck and turned to look into her blue eyes. What? What was she asking? He drew on her cool, calming presence to help him think. But then it hit him. If she felt cool to him, he must feel hot to her. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. Suddenly he felt like he must be smothering her. So he moved to scramble off, but her arms wound around him, keeping him close. He stared, panicked, into her eyes then she nodded. Relief coursed through him. And he released a breath he wasn't aware he was holding. "Good. Yeah, I'm okay. I'm a firebender."
"Oh." Was all she said. Her eyes moved away from his. The atmosphere was making a turn for the worse, but he wouldn't have it. It was just a silly question. It shouldn't ruin this for her. His member throbbed in a painful reminder that it certainly didn't ruin anything for him.
"Katara?"
"Yes?" she answered, still not meeting his gaze.
"Do you want… Can we…?" She looked up forlornly into his eyes. The words were failing him so he decided just to kiss her.

The kiss was tentative at first. He was still unsure of what her reaction would be. But her strange mood vanished and she eagerly returned his kiss. She was all that he needed. Her pure love was healing his scared heart. If only she could heal the rest of me…

He hated it. He hated his scar. The mark of the banished prince would haunt him forever. When they were imprisoned together in Ba Sing Se she had offered to try healing it with the spirit water … no. No, it was a good thing she saved it. She needed it for the Avatar. But he didn't want to think about the Avatar now. No, definitely not. Soon she consumed all of his thoughts. His right hand traveled back down to her core and found it even wetter than before. They moaned together. And just as before, he could feel the end to what little control he had. Their kisses, however potent, couldn't stem his need. He almost lost it when he felt her hands move down his body and skim across the head of his erection.
"Agni!" he growled. It was hard to concentrate on kissing her, pleasuring her, and feeling his own enormous pleasure. Everything was going to end and not in the way he wanted. Should he just let her take control, being the more experienced one? No… that wasn't what he wanted. Not what he needed. He remembered how members of his crew said you should always make the lady cum first. Otherwise, she might not be wet enough. At the rate her hand was moving, he was definitely going to lose control first. He pulled his mouth away from hers. "St-stop." She stopped. A mixture of relief and reeling fell upon him. The brief look of disappointment that crossed her face was erased as his fingers sped up. She moaned his name and her hands clawed his back with such ferocity that he was sure she was drawing blood. Not that he cared.

He looked up her face. Her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess, and her mouth formed an O as she moaned. Never before had she looked so beautiful. He wasn't sure how he knew, but he could tell she was getting close and she just needed one thing to send her over the edge. He just hoped it wouldn't send him over too.

While his fingers still swirled around her center, his mouth began kissing its way down. He kissed her salty neck, her strong shoulders, and her perfect breasts. She moaned and her body jerked a little when he rolled her nipple gently between his teeth. Keep. Moving. He ordered himself and continued on his path downward. When he got to her stomach, his fingers stopped and she stilled. He took a deep breath through his nose. And his mouth completed its route.

-Katara-

"Good. Yeah, I'm okay. I'm a firebender." He didn't shrug, but she knew he thought that answer was obvious.
"Oh." Was all she said. Embarrassment spread across her cheeks. Agni, of course he's a firebender he's going to be…hotter. She felt so stupid and she hated feeling stupid. She couldn't look at him and instead chose to stare at his chin. What a silly question to ask! I wonder if I've completely ruined the moment. I wonder if-
"Katara?" his gentle voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Yes?" she answered, but still could not meeting his gaze.
"Do you want… Can we…?" She looked up forlornly into his brilliant eyes. Sure, an angry scar marred one of them, but that was just a part of him. And she was in love with all of him. But now she had gone and spoiled the moment. He was surely trying to tell her that they should stop or something. The next thing she knew, he had abandoned forming a sentence and kissed her.

She welcomed the kiss. It told her that her stupid question didn't matter. It reminded her that he loved her. His hand traveled back down to her warm, wet core. They moaned together. She wanted to show him how he was making her feel. So her hands found their way to his stomach where she felt the damp head of his impressive erection.
"Agni!" he growled. She glanced up at him. His eyes were squeezed shut, his body shone with sweat, and his mouth was in a grimace. Her hands began to pump up and down his hard length and his grimace increased. By his short breath, she could tell that his grimace wasn't caused by pain, but pleasure. He was more handsome than ever before. It was a powerful feeling to see him in such excruciating pleasure because of her.

His mouth pulled away mouth away from hers.
"St-stop." He groaned. A pang of disappointment came upon her, but she stopped. Suddenly his fingers sped up their rhythm against her and she forgot her disappointment. She moaned his name and her hands clawed at his back. Without stopping the addictive movement of his fingers, he began to kiss her neck. Then he moved to her shoulders and finally her breasts. A moan escaped her lips and her body jerked as his warm mouth tweaked her nipple. Don't stop. She thought, but he did, leaving her reeling.

His sultry mouth kissed its way down to her stomach before his whole body stilled. She wasn't sure what he was going to do next, so she held her breath, anticipation oozing out of her. She heard/felt him take a deep breath before his mouth connected with the most intimate place on her body.
"Zuko!" She shouted as she nearly sat up, but the myriad of sensation forced her down. She surrendered to the pleasure, getting closer and closer to the glorious release she was now craving. Nothing could distract her from the feel of his tongue sliding along her folds and then across the entrance to her slit. Her hands started grabbing the sheets, but somehow found their way back to the familiar territory of his hair. When his tongue elicited a loud moan, she pulled on his hair, causing him to groan against her, which sent her closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh, Katara," He whispered against her. Then suddenly he sunk one finger into her. It entered her slowly and exited her slowly. The tipping point came when his tongue found her little nod and began lapping at it. She moaned loudly, closed her eyes, and arched her back as she came.

That was the most intense orgasm she had ever had. Stars seemed to blaze above her even through her eyes were closed. Her eyes fluttered opened and she leaned up to find him with his head bent, no longer touching her, supporting himself with his forearms. She willed him to look up at her. It was hard, but she needed to remember this was all new to him. If this was it…and he was done…she'd just have to accept it.

Then his head swept elegantly up, but the look in his eyes was that of a madman. Something in his unfocused eyes looked starved, deprived. From that look alone, she thought he could start a fire. Any early notions of feeling replete were gone. She was far from sated. Now she really needed him, needed to feel him inside her, and needed to share the experience with him.

-Zuko-

She tasted sweet with a tang of salt. It was so much more than anything he thought it'd be.
"Zuko!" She screamed when he first made contact. She half sat up, but then flopped back onto the bed. He slid his tongue through her folds, exploring. He wanted to know every inch of her. Soon he felt her fingers in his hair. And when he made her moan she yanked it, making him groan in response.
"Oh, Katara," He whispered against her. She was just so amazing. He wanted this to be an intense release, but he just wasn't sure how. Then the voice of a crewman floated through his foggy mind 'then I pushed into her sweet hole with my finger and…' So that's what he did. Ever so slowly, he pushed his index finger into her opening. Her breathing was erratic and he could have sworn she was saying his name with every breath. Now it was all or nothing. His mouth rejoined her sweet folds and he found her hard nod. He could feel a quivering inside her and suddenly he tasted her a new. His tongue greedily licked up the new juices and his finger still pumped in and out of her. The bed rattled as she fell back against it. AGNI! This was the hard part. He moved away from her, closed his eyes, and fought for control. He deployed all of his stubbornness skills not to cum. Nothing was going to make him lose it early. After a few deep breaths, he felt some of his sanity return. He could feel her eyes drilling into his head so he finally looked up at her. Intense love and wonder stared back at him. Suddenly his head didn't feel so clear. Suddenly his need was back with more intensity than ever. Now he really needed her, needed to fill her, and needed his first time to be with her.

a/n So for "not really doing it" how was the chapter? Thanks for reading and please review!