After fleeing the school principal and his lackeys, team avatar wasted no time in finding a hidden spot to rest and relax.
Katara couldn't help but stay awake. Never had she thought she'd be dancing with the avatar of all people! Sure, they had spared many times with each other, but this was something more personal between the two.
"I wouldn't mind another dance, just between the two of us with no-one around." Katara said aloud.
Silence was her answer, only for her to be startled at the sound of a broken branch.
"Katara?" Aang asked, appearing into view.
"Spirits, Aang. Don't sneak up on me like that." she exclaimed.
"Sorry. Can't sleep?" Aang asked.
"Right on the money. Mind if we talk for a minute?" Katara asked, thankful that it was just her and Aang still awake.
"Sure thing. What about?" Aang asked, sitting next to her.
Katara looked at Aang, watching as he removed his shirt. She couldn't help but gaze at his taunt body, now showing signs of muscle growth.
'Nice body, Aang. You're mine, Aang. All mine.'
"Your acrobatics in the cave. I know you're flexible as hell, but damn." Katara said.
"So you like what you see?" Aang teased.
Katara kissed Aang with much force, knocking both of them onto the ground with Katara on top.
"I do. Very much. In fact, i wouldn't mind a private show." Katara admitted.
"What do you want?" Aang asked.
"You know what twerking is?" Katara asked, blushing.
"No. What's that?" Aang asked.
Katara smirked. "Well, twerking is when you shake your ass really hard, like this," she demonstrated, moving her hips suggestively. "It's actually pretty hard to do, but I've been practicing. You want to see?"
Aang's breath hitched. "Yeah, I'd like that." He lay back on the ground, watching her intently.
Katara positioned herself on her knees, bending forward at the waist and resting her hands on the ground. She took a deep breath, feeling her heart race as she prepared to show Aang what she could do. With a confident nod, she began to move her hips in a circular motion, slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. Her ass bounced and jiggled with each thrust, the fabric of her pants clinging to her curves.
Aang's eyes widened as he watched her, his mouth agape. The sight of her performing this erotic dance was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. He couldn't help but feel aroused by the sight of her, and he wondered how she could possibly make herself move like that without falling over.
"Oh, wow," he managed to choke out. "That's amazing." His voice sounded strained, almost hoarse.
Katara stopped her routine and looked at Aang.
"That's how it's done. Your turn. Start twerking for me." Katara said.
Aang hesitated for a moment, feeling self-conscious. "I've never done this before. You sure you want to see me?"
Katara grinned. "Of course I do. I've seen you do all sorts of crazy acrobatics. I'm sure you can handle this." She reached out and took his hand, helping him into a similar position. "Just follow my lead."
Aang took a deep breath, feeling his heart race as he tried to mimic her movements. His hips shifted awkwardly at first, but with each attempt, he began to find his rhythm. His ass cheeks clenched and released, causing his pants to stretch taut over his growing erection.
Katara watched, her eyes traveling up and down his body. She could see the effort it was taking for him to do this, and she was impressed by his determination. His movements were clumsy, but there was something endearing about it. She found herself growing even more aroused as she watched him struggle to keep up with her.
"That's it, Aang. You're doing great." She encouraged, reaching out to stroke his hip. "Just let go and trust your body."
Aang closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation of her hand on his skin. He could feel himself growing more confident with each passing moment. His hips began to move more fluidly, and a groan escaped his lips as he felt a wave of pleasure wash over him.
As he continued to twerk, Katara leaned forward, kissing his neck and shoulders. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, and she knew that he was close. She wanted to be there to see him cross that threshold.
"Oh, Aang," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "You're so sexy." She could feel his cock twitch against her hand, and she knew he was about to come. As his body tensed and he let out a long moan, she was there to catch him, holding him tightly as he released himself into her palm.
When he finally came down from his high, Aang looked up at Katara, their faces mere inches apart. Her expression was one of satisfaction and pride. He could feel the warmth of her breath on his skin, and it sent shivers down his spine. "Wow," he whispered, still catching his breath. "That was... incredible."
Katara smiled, her eyes never leaving his. "I know, right? You were amazing." She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his as she spoke. "I've never seen anything like it." The tip of her tongue danced along his bottom lip, and Aang felt his body respond, growing hard once more.
As their kiss deepened, Aang wrapped his arms around Katara, pulling her closer. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and he could feel her nipples harden through her clothes. The heat between them seemed to intensify with each passing moment. She tasted so good, and he couldn't get enough of her.
Without breaking their kiss, Katara pushed Aang onto the soft grass, eager to feel his body. Aang rolled on top of her, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. He felt her hand find its way between them, and she began to stroke him gently, teasing him with the promise of release.
"You feel so good," he murmured, his hips moving in time with her hand. "I can't believe I never tried this before." He looked down at her, their faces still inches apart.
Katara smiled up at him, her eyes dark with desire. "I know, right? But trust me, Aang, you were always good at this." She moved her hand faster, her fingers curling around him as she stroked him harder and faster. He arched his back, crying out her name as he felt the familiar tension build inside him once more.
As he neared the edge, she leaned forward, taking his earlobe into her mouth and sucking gently. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him, and he lost control, his body tensing as he released himself deep inside her hand.
Laying there together, panting and sweaty, they stared into each other's eyes, feeling the afterglow of their intense encounter wash over them. For a moment, they were lost in each other, their world reduced to nothing more than the heat of their bodies and the beating of their hearts.
"That was amazing," Aang breathed, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. "I think I'm in love with you."
Katara smiled, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. "I think I've been in love with you for a long time, Aang." She leaned in, pressing her lips against his once more, as if to seal the promise of their newfound love.