A/N. Well, this chapter was harder to write than expected! I wanted it to be very Kataang, but at the same time, to make it about two people finally coming together after many hardships. So, this is my take!
Warning, M rated. Sexual content (But let's be honest, you all saw that coming.)
As his lips moved on hers, Katara felt his hands on the fabric of the skirt. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she felt her chest touch his skin and just shuddered. Tui and La, she had hoped for this, but she couldn't believe it was really happening. Weeks of worry… Weeks in which she had not known if he was alright… And now he was in her arms, warm, and clearly alive.
She had to suppress her own grin. Oh… He was very alive. She could feel the proof of that through the fabric of the skirt, as the airbender pushed his waist against her own. Lifting her hips slightly, Katara tried to grind once more against him, but instead, she felt how Aang managed to pull the skirt to her waist and disconnected his lips from her own.
"S-sure?"
"Yes!" She managed to whisper as the skin of their legs touched. She felt the hairs on his legs graze her own skin, and after a few seconds, the waterbender knew this was not going to be the long, slow lovemaking that had happened in the hut next to this one, all those months ago.
No, she didn't know exactly what it was going to be like tonight, but it was not the same. All those months ago, they had slept together for the second time… And it had been a relief after his weeks in that coma. But she had known he was alright, and his life had been in her hands. Now, what she was feeling wasn't just relief… It was maddening and terrible, but at the same time it was pure joy. Katara didn't know how to explain it… But it wasn't like any feeling she had ever felt in her heart.
"Do you want… Want me to…" Aang's confidence was clearly ebbing away, and she looked at him, hovering above her.
"You think I need that?" She tried to smile in a flirtatious way but was sure it looked more like a feral grin. Instead of answering her, she felt Aang's fingers graze her hip and suddenly, his hand was against her own centre.
"Spirits…" She heard him whisper.
"What did I say?" She pushed her hips up, against the hand. It was so… So good… To feel him. It had been so long… She had not done anything like this to herself since being stranded on Kirashi… And now, all that cropped up energy was being released. And Katara knew very well that she was literally drenched… Down there.
"Aang." She turned serious this time, "Just… I need you." Katara tried to put all the emotions she was feeling into that simple sentence. And it was true. It had always been true… Ever since finding the airbender inside the iceberg. That need had changed over the months they had known each other… But it had always been there. The need to be close to him, from the first day… The need to close her arms around him. Her need to kiss him… The need to be there for each other.
The airbender didn't answer, but she felt the fingers that had touched her centre disappear… Only to be replaced by something else. Something she knew all too well. His member rested at the opening, and she saw him look at her.
Katara nodded.
The waterbender closed her eyes and opened her mouth in a silent moan when he entered. Tui and La… Aang pushed all the way in, and her breath stuck in her throat as she had to dig her fingers into his shoulders as not to scream. But not in pain… Spirits, never in pain.
He stayed like that… And she loved him all the more for it. She imagined that it took all of his self-discipline at this moment not to… Well, go for it… But she had to get used to this feeling again. Her body had tensed, but not out of stress, but rather because it had been wanting this for so long… Opening her eyes, she only saw the grey of his eyes, the silver that swirled with darkness… That look she knew all too well.
Smiling at him, she lifted her face and kissed him briefly.
"I'm alright." She whispered to him.
"Spirits, Tara…" He rested his head against her shoulder, and she felt his warm breath stagger against her skin. Her own breath was also ragged as she felt him retreat from her, then reenter gently.
"I've missed you… so… so much." She sighed, resting one of her hands on the back of the airbender's head. Katara felt the slightly different texture of his skin where the arrow tattoo snaked its way over his scalp, and sighed once more. No one… No one knew how much she had missed his face, his gentleness… And his love. Tui and La, it had been too long.
Aang suddenly lifted his head from her shoulder, and her hand slid away from his skin. Looking into his silver eyes, she saw the question before he could even ask it.
"Yes." She murmured, and the airbender clearly understood, as she felt him retreat and push back in. It was slow, and gentle, but she knew that that was just the beginning. Aang always began slowly she had observed. Clearly, in his mind, he wanted to begin like this to make sure there was no discomfort… But she lifted her hips to meet the thrust, and gasped as he entered her more deeply this time.
"Tara…" Aang groaned, clearly not having anticipated her actions. Katara just smiled innocently, as she hooked her legs around the airbender.
"Yes?" She asked.
"This… This won't last very long… If… If you do that." He answered her, and she heard the strain in his voice. She knew what he meant. His words about not having done anything since Ember Island probably meant that he had not… taken care… of himself in that way, and Katara knew that in that case, he wouldn't last very long.
But it didn't matter.
"We.." She was interrupted by her own moan as he pushed back into her, "We have… Spirits… All night. Doesn't… matter." She managed to go say. Looking into the airbender's eyes, Katara saw the relief in the silver. The relief of finally being together once more… And she felt the same.
Meeting his thrusts each time, Katara could have laughed and wept at the same time. So much wasted time… What would it have been like if they had met without all the war and the drama? But then again… She wouldn't change a thing. Everything they had lived through during the year they had known each other… It had forged a bond stronger than she could ever have imagined.
His hands had rested on the ground next to them, but she felt his fingers close around her own as his thrusts began to accelerate. She knew him far too well and understood. The waterbender pulled her legs tighter against him as Aang was deep inside her, and she felt him shudder above her. The warmth spreading inside her was indication enough of what had just happened, and as the airbender slumped against her chest, breathing hard, she knew for certain.
"Spirits… I love you." He whispered as he lay on her. Katara didn't answer, just bent her face to kiss the crown of his head. As his fingers unclenched hers, she lifted her hands and began to caress the naked back of the airbender. She didn't know how long they stayed like that, but after a while she felt him slide out of her, having lost the hardness she had felt ever since sitting on his lap.
As the minutes went by, in comfortable silence, Katara realized that she had left the pouch with herbs at Ember Island, in the room she and Aang had shared. She didn't think much on it, as surely, Suki would have replaced her own stocks. She would have to ask the Kyoshi Warrior, but that didn't matter right now. Because she doubted it would be the last time tonight something like this happened. And, smiling, she knew what she wanted to do now.
"Aang." She whispered, "My love, can you… can you lie next to me?" The airbender's breath touched her chest, and she felt her skin prickle as the air caressed her nipple. She had not realized, but they were aching to be touched, as they always were when she was excited… And clearly that was still the case.
As Aang rolled off, lying on his side next to her, she turned too, so that she was also on her side, facing the airbender.
"That was…" He began, "Spirits, I needed that."
"We both needed that," Katara laughed softly, as she felt his hand settle on her waist. Lifting her own hands to his chest, she let her fingers rest on his skin, feeling the soft thumping of his heart. She had not heard it before, but there was the sound of rain outside, and on the roof of the hut. Looking up, she sensed the water running from the thatch onto the ground around the hut.
"Sorry." Aang suddenly whispered, "I… Spirits, it is Ba Sing Se all over again. Sorry that I didn't… You know."
She understood what he meant. He had felt so guilty about their first night together, because… Well, he had not managed to make her… Yeah. She understood. But this wasn't the same.
"Aang." She murmured, turning her gaze back towards the silver eyes, "It is different. We both needed… We both needed to finally be together. Like that I mean. Don't worry, we have all night. All night to… Break some records."
At that sentence, she grinned at him as he became slightly red.
"I think your record is… Two? Mine is too. Spirits, we really have not had any time for ourselves." She counted aloud.
"Two with you." Aang suddenly sounded mischievous, "Personally, my record is far higher."
"Oh yeah? With whom?" She lifted her eyebrow in mock shock. She knew perfectly well that she had been the only one.
"Oh, you know… She has always been with me, wherever I go." Aang's voice sounded thick with emotions, but Katara knew him well enough to know that the emotion was faked.
"You mean your hand." She deadpanned, trying to keep a straight face at the highly exaggerated hurt on Aang's face.
"Katara! I'm a monk. I certainly never did something so vile or based."
"You were a novice. And you yourself told me that Air Nomad monks were far from celibate." She mimicked Aang's voice, recalling what he had told her when she had found the scrolls in his chest, the one strapped to Appa's saddle.
"We were the perfect example of control over our bodies."
"And the truth?"
"Oh spirits, the first time Gyatso let me travel alone I was up all night."
At that, Katara laughed aloud. Yeah, that was something she could well imagine. Most people considered Aang to be… Well, not that interested in sex. But she knew better. He was very interested in it, only he did not share that feeling aloud with his friends. She had only discovered how interested he was after their first night together in the spring.
"Well," She shoo her head, inching closer to the airbender, putting her forehead against his chest, "My own record is also higher than two, just for your information." She put as much faked haughtiness in her voice.
"Oh really?" Aang's voice sounded far deeper than it usually did, and she had heard this tone before. In the temple, after he had come back from the journey to the Sun Warriors. They had been really careless that night, and nearly nothing had happened because Sokka had interrupted them… But he had sounded exactly like that then.
"It certainly is." Katara spoke, but at the same time, she thought about it. It was not. She had spent her whole life in tents or her grandmother's igloo, and the first time she had her own room… Well, it had been… during their stay in Ba Sing Se. Sure, she had done things during their travels, but always quickly and quietly… Probably just as Aang had done before.
"Well, whatever you record is… I'm planning on breaking it." Katara suddenly felt her forehead disconnect from Aang's skin, and saw a pale flash of blue go past her eyes. Before she entirely understood what was happening, she was once again on her back, and Aang was still on his side next to her.
The waterbender felt lips on the skin of her throat, and her breath staggered as she felt fingers on her breasts. Tui and La, she knew what he was going to do… As his fingertips slowly descended from her breasts, evading her nipples she observed to her annoyance, Katara felt his lips disconnect for a moment.
"If you are okay with that, of course…" It sounded so shy, and Katara smiled. She had seen it so often, that whenever they were in these kinds of situations… Well, their conversation was either very, very open and sexual… And they went back to shyness in the matter of seconds. She didn't know if that was normal, but she liked it. For some reason… She liked the balance between lust and awkwardness. She didn't understand why, but she loved the fact that she saw Aang in that kind of situation. He was never open about his… wants and likes… except with her, in these kinds of moments.
He had apparently taken the smile as consent, as his fingers slowly drifted towards her centre. Biting her lip, Katara waited for the shudder she knew was coming. As soon as his fingers passed the bundle of nerves just above her sex, she felt the hairs in her neck stand upright, and she inhaled raggedly.
"Y-you… Just there Aang." She whispered, and she sensed his fingers stop precisely there… After a few seconds, she felt how his fingers began to make small circles around that exact spot, and she moaned aloud. Tui and La…
"Just there?"
"Y-yeah…"
She grasped his shoulder with her right hand, but lifted her left to her own breast. He wasn't touching her there… And she knew that to reach her own… well, climax… She would reach it faster if there was a hand there.
"Oh no." He whispered, and she felt his free hand grasp the fingers that had nearly reached her nipple. Katara wanted to protest, she wanted it there! But before she could even say a word, she saw Aang's head dip and then, there were lips around her nipple. Groaning at the sensation, she felt the spike of pleasure deep in her stomach, and the groan changed into a small cry. It wasn't her climax, but she sensed that like this… Spirits, it would come fast.
Without realizing that she did it, she opened her legs wider to give Aang some more space to… Oh Spirits… She pushed her face against her shoulder, trying to kiss his skin as she felt his thumb press against the bundle of nerves as his other fingers reached her opening. A finger entered, and he immediately found the spot she herself always searched for… during self-care…
Biting down instead of kissing, she moaned loudly against the skin in her mouth as the feeling in her stomach was building up and up. Spirits, how was it this easy for him? Or perhaps, it was because it was him? Either way, Katara didn't exactly care at that moment, as the warmth of the pleasure spread through her body. She felt his lips on the skin of her breast, his finger inside of her, and the thumb against that part of her sex that always felt nice… And suddenly, that feeling exploded.
Crying out loud, she bit once more to silence herself and rode the wave of pleasure that crashed against her body. She felt her legs shake, and she pushed herself against Aang's finger, feeling it slide deeper inside as she did that. As the pleasure slowly ebbed away, she realized that there was a slight metallic taste in her mouth, and slowly lifted her head.
Opening her eyes, that she had not even realized she had closed, she saw the small red spots on Aang skin where she had bitten him… So hard apparently that it had drawn blood.
"Oh Spirits! I'm… I'm so sorry." She whispered, lifting her hand and drawing a little bit of water out of the damp air. Concentrating as best she could at that moment, after her climax, she coated the water around her fingers and passed it above the airbender's skin. As she lifted her fingers, Katara saw that the blood was still there, but that the broken skin was gone.
"I'm sorry… For hurting you." She whispered.
"I didn't even feel it." Aang's voice sounded from her chest, and she knew he was probably lying, but she still smiled.
"That was… Spirits, that was good. So… So long…" Katara didn't even know when the last time had been. Before the comet, that was certain… Thinking about it as she felt Aang bite very softly on a very sensitive nipple, Katara realized it had probably been… Well, the last time they had done this. And that had been just after arriving on Ember Island…
Spirits, so long ago…
Slowly reaching her hand between their bodies, Katara felt his member stand stiffly once more. Lifting her head, she had to grin. Her turn…
Closing her hand around the length, she felt the lips on her nipple freeze, and the breath on her skin immediately became ragged.
"Did I just make an airbender gasp for air?" She joked. Katara knew it was an old joke, a bad one… But she had to laugh.
"Tara…"
The waterbender began to move her hand up and down, very slowly… She was always surprised by how… well, alive… it felt. His member grew stiffer, thicker, and she could feel the blood thump in the veins on the shaft. Aang's head lifted from her breast, and she quickly turned on her side, as to lay next to the airbender, facing him this time. Looking into his eyes, she knew that what she was doing was torture. A nice, pleasurable torture… But torture nonetheless.
Moving her hand a little bit faster, she saw that Aang opened his mouth slightly, in a silent gasp for air. Grinning, she used his moment of distraction to push him against his shoulder, making the airbender roll on his back.
Continuing the movement with her hand, she climbed over him, settling her knees on either side of his waist. Her own centre didn't touch him, as she had stayed upright, but now, Katara looked down, and used her hand to guide his member towards the opening. As she felt his tip touch the entrance, she slowly impaled herself on it.
As soon as he entered her, she released her hand from around him. Putting both her hands on his chest, she fell down until her thighs touched his skin. Feeling filled completely, she stayed like that as she looked into the airbender's eyes. They had not spoken a word, but they didn't need that. She knew exactly what they both wanted… And he did too.
Lifting her hips in a slow manner, the waterbender slid down his length once more, moaning out loud as she sensed Aang's hands around her waist. The second she lifted herself up once more, she felt him grasp her waist more firmly and helping her movement. As soon as she slammed down once more, his grasp aided her and she came down harder than she had expected. Gasping, she saw the immediate concern in the silver eyes.
"Alright." She smiled, grinding her hips against the airbender, "This is good." She sighed, bending her upper body so that she could capture Aang's lips with her own.
As she kissed him, Katara sensed his hands travels downwards, and she couldn't help but smile into the embrace. She knew perfectly well where his hands were going, and not a second later, she felt his fingers press into the skin of her backside.
"Spirits, Tara…" He whispered as their lips disconnected. She felt him lift her hips up with his hands on her butt, and he entered her harder than he had done until now. Moaning, she had to laugh. She knew Aang liked to be slightly dominant during their sessions, and she didn't mind at all. It was interesting, as in their normal day-to-day life, she was far more authoritative, or "mum-like" as Toph would describe it. And Aang was normally far more reserved and flexible, preferring to yield to someone instead of asserting his power.
But when they were together, the roles were slightly reversed… And she didn't mind. For Katara, it was not like she "subjected" herself, but rather… Well, she could accept being like this with him because she was a hundred percent comfortable with Aang… And he with her.
As he slammed into her, she felt the same warmth spread from her stomach to her breasts, and it made her fingertips tingle. As she moaned and cried out softly against Aang's shoulder as he thrust into her, she couldn't help but feel the relief once more. Relief that he was alright, relief that he wasn't wounded… or dead.
She didn't know how long they stayed like this, but what she did realize was that Aang lasted a lot longer than normally. Was that because he had already finished once? She didn't mind at all, but she observed it with interest. If that was the case… Could they make love more than once or twice tonight? Because… Well, she wanted to. It surprised her each time how… excited she got. When her grandmother had explained what sex was, Katara recalled that she had not thought she would like it… But it was far from the reality. She did like it… Very much.
Lifting her head, she looked into the silver eyes, and smiled, putting her forehead against his, and she kept staring into those eyes… Those eyes she had missed so much. She had never seen anyone with eyes like his. Sure, she had seen grey eyes, Water Tribe people had grey eyes… But the grey was always tending towards very pale blue. But silver eyes… Those were unique, they were… Aang. They were his gentle manner, they were his kindness. They were all the hidden emotions the airbender kept away from everybody. Those eyes, older than anyone living… Those had seen the world at peace when there were four nations… They had seen things no one would ever see again…
"I love you." She whispered as she felt him thrust hard into her, "I love you so much… It hurts."
"Spirits, does it?"
"No! I meant… Loving you. I love you so much it hurts." She laughed at the small misunderstanding, "Spirits Aang, you would never hurt me like that, I know." Katara lifted her hand and caressed his cheek, still gazing into those beautiful eyes.
"Never… Except when you want to." At that, she felt one of the airbender's hands lift away from her rear, and he brought it down on the skin. It wasn't hard, and she grinned at him.
"Oh, Mister Aang remembers the spanking on Ember Island?" She straightened, sitting on him with his member still inside of her.
"Oh, I do." The airbender grinned right back, his hands snaking up from her rear towards her chest, "And I also remember you like to be pinched."
"Well, I should get away from you in that case." She laughed, quickly scrambling away from the airbender. She groaned softly as his member slid out of her, but she stood up, walking backwards, away from the airbender who also stood.
"Spirits, Tara… You don't even know how beautiful you are like this…"
"Naked?"
"Oh… Yes." At that word, Aang's expression became darker, and Katara knew that look. It was the look he always used when they were together like this… When he was in the mood.
Before she could even move, the airbender was in front of her, his arms around her.
"I love you naked, clothed, dirty or clean. I love you anyway… I will love you now, I will love you when we're older… And I will adore you old, for that will mean I had the privilege of spending my life with you." He whispered. She closed her own arms around Aang's neck, for she had an inkling of an idea. She knew what he wanted to do now.
"I love you too… Young, old, healthy or sick… Spirits!" That last word was said as she felt her feet lift from the ground.
Quickly clasping her legs around the airbender, Katara felt herself being pushed against the wall of the hut. One of Aang's hands disappeared from her back, and she sensed his member being aligned against her entrance. Gasping as he entered her once more, she was surprised by the angle.
"We never tried this, did we?" He whispered in her ear, and Katara thought about it. They had… kind of. In that cave right before the invasion, he had carried her to the entrance of the cave like this… But they had never used a wall as support.
As he entered, hard, she moaned aloud, digging her nails into the skin of his neck. This was great! Biting her lip, Katara felt his thrusts, and there was a rather unceremonious wet sound coming from the spot their bodies met with each thrust. Was she that wet?
"I'm… Spirits, Tara, I'm…"
"Come for me, my love." She whispered between gasps, laughing aloud as she recalled he had said something of the same sort months ago, and how she had found it wildly erotic. She suddenly felt his member enter her hard and deep, just before warmth spread inside of her. Hanging on his neck, she let her legs unhook from his waist, and they slid slowly downwards. As his member softened, it slid out at the moment her feet reached the ground.
"Spirits…" She sighed, as she hung against the airbender, "This is going to be an interesting night…"
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Katara2323: Hope you weren't disappointment! I really love the M rated Kataang chapters, as they are the perfect mixture between sweet intercourse and exploring limits!
