A/N:
This part will be short. Just a heads up.
Part 3:
Getting off work late, Katara was waiting for Zuko to pick her up when an electric white sports car pulled up in front of her. She watched the window roll down and was not surprised when she saw it was Ozai.
"Get in the car." He told her.
Folding her arms over her chest, "I'm waiting for Zuko. You can leave."
"Get in the fucking car!" Ozai shouted at her.
Katara rolled her eyes, "I have nothing to say to you, Ozai."
"If you want to see your daughter again, you're going to get your fucking ass in this gods damn car!"
Ozai watched the defiance on Katara's face melt at this as she reached for the car door and got in. He didn't bother waiting for her to put her seatbelt on as he sped off and took her to the condo. There, he held her wrist and tugged her along with him to the elevator and once in his condo, Ozai called for the nanny to leave. The woman left, giving Katara a wave as she was happy to see her again before leaving.
Once alone, Ozai turned to scowl at Katara. "If you just wanted to fuck Zuko, you didn't have to leave to do that. I've told you before that as long as you're with me, I won't force you to be exclusive."
Glaring at him, "I didn't leave to go be with Zuko! I left because you can't buy me!"
"Apparently, I can. You have nothing and as soon as I freeze Ursa's and Zuko's accounts, you're going to have no one to turn to. You should just go ahead and get on your knees to start begging. I'll take you back."
Katara scowled at him, "I'm not begging for anything, Ozai."
"BEG ME!" He screamed in her face. "Beg me to take you back! That's the only way I'll put this behind us and allow you to see Yumiko again!"
"I'll just take you to court." Katara told him.
Ozai barked with laughter, "You can't even afford the kind of lawyer it would take to make a billionaire give his child up to a penniless mother!"
"You froze my bank accounts! I'll just open an account with another bank!"
Ozai smirked, "There's not a bank in the entire world that would allow you to have an account with them once I blacklist you. You'll be dirt poor just like how I found you. Do you want to return to living like that, Katara? Think about it, you'd really have to be a prostitute then if you'd hope to keep a roof over your head and the courts will never let you see your child again. You'd do well to get on your knees now and beg me."
Katara looked up at him tearfully, "Beg you and then what?"
"Then I forgive you and we move on."
"It will never be the same again, Ozai. Never."
"I don't care what it is! You don't get to leave me! Who the fuck do you think you are!" Ozai shouted at her. "You no name bitch! You're lucky I'm even giving you a second chance! Now get on your knees and beg me, Katara! Beg me!"
Katara felt tears roll down her cheek as she slowly got down on her knees and bowed her head shamefully, sniffling. "Take me back." She said in a quiet voice.
"That doesn't sound like begging, Katara." Ozai scoffed. "You've begged before. I know what it sounds like."
"Please take me back."
"I said beg!"
"Please take me back, Ozai!" She cried. "Please! I'll do anything! I promise I won't leave again! I promise!"
Ozai smirked. "Why should I take you back?"
Katara looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Ozai! You took everything from me! I don't have a choice!"
"No, I gave you everything."
"Yes, you did! And It was a mistake to think I could leave! Just please take me back!" Katara cried.
Sighing, "Fine. I forgive you. But do it again and I will literally break your neck." Ozai warned her.
Katara nodded as she was on her knees.
Walking around her knelt position, "Get up and fix your face, I'm hungry. Let's go get something to eat." He said as he went into the living room to grab Yumiko.
Zuko didn't know what was going on but Katara hadn't come home yet. He was worried. Things had been great between them and he was hoping that once they figured out what to do about his father, that he'd propose to her. However, when he went to pick her up, one of her coworkers claimed she got in another car. At first, he thought it was probably an uber but Katara didn't come back home.
It was the following day and Zuko was beginning to panic. But things were soon made clear when his mother came into his room and told him that his father had her.
"What?"
Ursa sighed, "He says he wants to discuss some things with us. So, let's go hear what he has to say."
Zuko drove his mother to his father's condo and stood with a guarded stance as they entered the condo. His father was sitting on a bar stool with Yumiko in his lap while Katara was cooking.
"Great, you both made it." Ozai said as he turned around to face them.
"What the hell is going on?!" Zuko demanded to know.
Ozai smirked at his son, "Katara and I have made up. I think it's only right you know since you two are seeing each other also."
"What?!"
"Yeah, she begged me to take her back last night." Ozai explained. "Being that she and I have a child together, I figured it was only right to try to patch things up."
Zuko was about to attack his father, "You son of a bitch!"
"Watch your language around your sister, Zuko." Ozai reprimanded. "Besides, no need to be upset. I told Katara she could continue her relationship with you."
"Like hell! I'm not sharing her with you!"
"You will if you want anything to do with her. She's not leaving me again. She knows what will happen next time and I don't think she's going to risk that to have an exclusive relationship with you. So, let's all move on from this nasty situation and put it behind us."
Zuko glared at his father and then looked to Katara, who was staring at him pleadingly. It broke his heart when she broke up with him over a year ago to be with his father. It was breaking his heart that she didn't even have a choice but to stay with his father now. Balling his fists as he clenched his teeth in frustration, Zuko forced himself to look away from her and shook his head.
"What will it take for her to be able to leave without you going behind her and ruining her life?" Zuko asked.
Ozai smirked, "I'd have to be dead, Zuko, because I love her and I'm not ever letting her go. So you, her, and everyone else needs to accept that fact. Over my dead body."
"Guess that's the route we're going!" Zuko hissed before he lunged towards his father.
Ozai narrowed his eyes and punched Zuko in the face before he could even get close. "You're going to attack me while I'm holding your baby sister?! Have you lost your fucking mind, Zuko?!"
Katara walked over to Ozai and took Yumiko from him as Ursa helped Zuko up.
"Ozai, please stop, we get it." Ursa said calmly.
"No! Fuck him! He might control you all but I'm not letting him control me! Fuck you, you piece of shit!"
Ozai smirked down at Zuko, "Have it your way." And before Ursa could stop him, Ozai kicked Zuko in the face, knocking him out.
Several hours later, Zuko started coming to and heard Katara's whimpering. He rolled his head back and forth before looking up.
"Looks like you woke him up, Katara." His father said.
Zuko slowly began seeing through his blurred vision and his bruised eyes widened. On her hands and knees in bed, completely naked, was Katara being plowed by his father from behind. She was gripping the sheets tight as she clenched her teeth so as to not moan. Her blue eyes looked to him with an apologetic gaze. He watched his father grab her by her hair and pull her back, resting her against his bare torso, revealing her naked form to Zuko.
"You see this, Zuko." Ozai hissed through his teeth as he held Katara to him while fucking her. "This is my girl, got it? And if you want my girl, you're going to have to share her because I'm not letting her go."
Katara had a pained look on her face as she forced her eyes shut and took the brutal thrusting his father was giving her. Zuko watched his father whisper in her ear before biting it.
"Tonight, we're going to learn to share, Zuko." Ozai smirked as Katara crawled out of bed to make her way to him.
Zuko watched as Katara crawled right up to him, "Katara, what are y-"
"Shhh, just go along with it." Katara whispered as she rest her hands on his lap and spread his legs apart. "Even if it disgusts you, just go along with it. Please."
Zuko sighed and turned his head, "When this is over, we need to discuss what the hell happened."
"Okay, Zuko." Katara said as she undid his pants and reached inside to pull out his length.
"Go ahead and get him ready, Katara." Ozai told her as he laid back in bed and watched them.
Zuko shut his eyes as her mouth made contact with his dick. He and Katara hadn't ever really gotten around to doing this sort of thing as he didn't know how she felt about it. But knowing his father, he probably should have known she'd be somewhat willing.
While he wanted to resist it and will his body to not be affected by any of this, Zuko found it damn near impossible to not be turned on by how skilled Katara was with her tongue. Fucking hell, he felt he would burst if she continued. He strained himself to not cum yet as her plump lips stroked his length with a precision he did not expect and her tongue licked and massaged the head of his cock. Just as he was about to reach his limit, his father called her back to him.
"How about it, son? You think you can learn to share her with me?"
Zuko eyed Katara and nodded as she sat kneeling in the bed.
"Good, now, Katara, how about you spread yourself for my son while you clean me off?"
Katara nodded her head and took Ozai into her mouth as he laid in bed with his arms behind his head. She placed her hands on her ass and spread herself apart for Zuko as she saw him get up and walk over to the bed. Zuko hesitated but when Katara wiggled her ass a little, it was hard not to take his length and shove it into her sobbing wet pussy. He bit his lip as it went in.
Smirking to himself, Ozai grabbed Katara's hair and gripped it tight as he began fucking up into her mouth while his son fucked her hard from behind. Her watched Katara's eyes widen and he caressed the side of her face as she gargled his dick.
"Shhh, be a good girl and take it." Ozai purred at her. "You've been bad and this is your punishment. Now, fuck him back."
Squeezing her eyes shut, Katara threw her hips back into Zuko, meeting each thrust. She heard him groan and grab her tight around her waist. It was no easy task trying to multitask but she made it work. Eventually, it aroused her to great heights as she took on both the father and son at the same time. Katara removed her mouth from Ozai's cock and pulled away from Zuko. Both men looked at her with a questioning look as she smirked at them.
Before Ozai could say anything to her, she climbed on top of him and slipped him back inside her, rolling her hips a little as she leaned forward to rest against his chest. Seeing what it was that Katara wanted, Ozai smirked at her.
"You dirty little girl." He purred and glanced up at his son. "She wants us both at the same time, Zuko. Let's give this bitch in heat what she wants."
Zuko saw Katara glance over her shoulder and slap her ass, "Please, Zuko." She moaned as she was riding his father.
As weird as it was to be doing the same woman as his father at the same time, Zuko couldn't lie that it was oddly arousing seeing Katara like this. Maybe his father was used to seeing her like this as he was sure their encounters were far more erotic but Zuko was taken aback, almost not believing this to be his Katara. But he wasn't going to complain. She wanted them both. Always had, he realized and his father was never going to give her up and he couldn't let her go either. If sharing meant they all got what they wanted, Zuko figured he'd be a team player.
Grabbing her ass, Zuko spread her apart and licked his hand to ready his cock for the tighter hole he was about to take. As he probed his head into her ass, he watched her sink onto his father and moan loudly as he pushed his way in. All three of them hissed in pleasure and then the real fun began.
Taking two erected cocks at once, Katara cried out in pleasure as the two of them thrusted into her with a brutal vengeance that she had not prepared for. She was practically screaming her head off and neither would let up. Zuko clawed her hips as he fed her ass his dick with a fucking she had not known him to give her before. Her nails sunk into Ozai's chest as he would not relent in pounding up into her watery pussy. His eyes were glued to her face, amusement in his eyes at the sight of her whoring herself out to him and his son.
"Is this what you wanted?" Ozai asked her as he cupped her tear stained face.
Katara nodded.
"Tell daddy you like it."
"I like it, daddy." Katara said.
Zuko pulled her hair and yanked her head back, "Don't call him that." He hissed.
Ozai smirked as he fucked her harder causing Katara to cry out, "She'll call me what I tell her to, Zuko. Got it?"
Zuko glared it his father and hissed against Katara's neck, "Call him 'daddy' again and I'll ruin this ass, Katara."
Katara looked at Ozai and shook her head.
Smirking, "Call me 'daddy', Katara."
She shook her head.
Ozai decided to stop thrusting into her which caused her much disappointment. "Only good girls get fucked, Katara. Call me 'daddy'."
"Da-"
Zuko yanked her hair, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He growled against the skin of her shoulder.
Katara felt she was in between a rock and a hard place.
Giving her a little thrust as he held her thighs to him, "Are you sure it's wise to hold out on me, Katara? Go ahead and call for daddy."
Katara bit her lip as Zuko reached around and grabbed her breast, "Do it and see what I do."
Swallowing hard, "Daddy."
"Good girl." Ozai purred.
"Wrong choice." Zuko smirked as he forced her down on his father and began ruthlessly fucking her ass.
A horrid scream tore through her throat as she held onto Ozai, clawing his bare arms as her ass was brutally attacked by Zuko.
"DADDY!" Katara screamed.
Ozai raised a brow, "Who the hell are you calling 'daddy'?"
Annoyed that Katara was referring to Zuko, Ozai shoved them off him and climbed out of bed, snatching Katara by her ankle.
"I'm daddy, you pretty little slut. You'll do well to remember that." Ozai hissed as he turned her over and entered her ass.
Katara grabbed the sheet and screamed into them just before Zuko grabbed her hair and pulled her head up to his cock.
"No more talking." He said before shoving himself into her mouth and fucking her into the back of her throat.
Katara had cum oozing out her ass just as she was forced to swallow the cum in the back of her throat. She panted on the floor where it was coolest from the heated threesome she just had. Her ass hurt so badly and she swore she was going to be hoarse in the morning but she would be lying if she said it was incredible.
Ozai smirked at the handy work he and his son did with Katara as he grabbed him a cigar.
"I hope you don't think this will happen again." Zuko said as he lounged on the sofa he woke up across from his father's bed.
Smoking his cigar as he held a pillow over his privates, Ozai smirked. "My first time having a threesome with another man. Let alone my own son. Trust me, I'd prefer if your mother or Fumi had been involved. But, she's more than satisfied and that's all I care about."
Zuko glanced over at Katara, who had fallen asleep on the floor, and nodded. "I'd only do that again if she asked."
"Agreed."
Standing to his feet, "I just want to make something clear here, dad. I love her too. The moment you piss her off, you've pissed me off, got it?"
Ozai rolled his eyes and laid back in bed as he blew out the smoke from his cigar. "As long as you understand that she belongs to me, first and foremost."
"Whatever." Zuko scoffed as he left his father's room.
…
Katara was making breakfast when Zuko entered to see his father already eating and decided to walk up to her, wrapping his arms around her middle as he pressed his lips to her neck.
"Sleep well last night?" He asked her.
Nodding her head.
"How are you feeling?"
"Sore." She giggled in a hoarse voice.
Smirked, Zuko kissed the side of her face and went to take a seat next to his father, who was eyeing him.
"Morning." Zuko said.
Ozai rolled his eyes and grabbed his fruit juice, "Don't talk to me."
Smirking, "Last night finally dawning on you?"
Ozai drank his drink and finished his plate after ignoring his son. He got up to put them in the sink and pulled Katara to him, smashing his lips on hers before heading out to work. The door slammed behind him as Zuko burst out laughing and saw Katara bring him his plate.
"How was he after I left?" Zuko asked.
Katara rubbed her back side, "He had a point to prove to me afterward. Lesson learned but I wanted to know how you're feeling after…you know…"
"My father and I think it's best we never do that again unless you asked us to." Zuko told her. "But I honestly liked seeing you that way. You were never that..erotic with me before."
Katara shrugged, "Yeah, well, I was never that erotic with anyone but your father." She admitted.
"So, you begged him to take you back?" Zuko asked as he began eating from his plate.
Sighing as she knew this conversation was coming, "Your father picked me up from work. Threatened I'd never see Yumiko again if I didn't get in the car. Your father, he…" Katara swallowed hard and glanced down. "I've never seen him so angry. I got scared and did what he told me to do. So, yeah, I begged. But…I do care about your father still. I love him. Even if he's a controlling asshole piece of shit that will ruin my life if I leave him."
Zuko sighed, "I guess I'll just have to accept that."
"You don't have to if you don't w-"
"I want to, Katara. I don't want things to end again." Zuko reached for her hand and placed his on top of it. "I love you."
Katara teared up, "I love you too, Zuko."
…
Ozai had gotten home pretty early, hoping to surprise Katara with a gift he had gotten her since it was her birthday. However, as he looked around his condo, he could not find Katara. She had returned to staying with him since everyone living under the same roof was a mistake. He felt it was best that he and Katara lived together with their daughter. But a lot of times, she wasn't home. Either it was work or her out with his son. He barely caught sight of her and he guessed he deserved that. He did try to ruin her life when she left him. She even told him things wouldn't be the same again and they weren't.
Typically, in the morning, she'd be very affectionate with him and try to get him to stay in bed and cuddle her. However, lately, he wakes to her already out of bed or asleep with her back to him. Then, he'd find his breakfast made and she'd already be gone to work as the nanny would be with Yumiko. In the evening after work, she barely spoke to him and rarely did she let him touch her. It was starting to get to him.
Tossing the flowers and her gift on the counter, Ozai sighed and figured Katara was probably out with Zuko celebrating. She clearly didn't want to be bothered with him.
It was midnight, the baby was asleep in her nursery and Ozai had drank several glasses of wine waiting for Katara to get back home. When he heard the keys in the door, Ozai's eyes shifted from the tv to his girlfriend, who didn't seem to come alone. Apparently, she had another woman with her. He carefully got up as the alcohol was beginning to get to him and made it his way to where Katara and her guest went into the kitchen.
Entering the kitchen, he saw Katara and a girl he somewhat felt was familiar eating cake with their bare hands. He lifted a brow and was about to ask what the hell they were doing. Katara looked up at him and grinned with food in her mouth before bursting into laughter, knocking herself over onto the kitchen floor.
"Ozai, nice to see you again." Katara's friend said as she also handed her mouth full of food.
Raising a brow at the slightly more sane woman as he figured Katara was drunk out of her mind. "What's going on?"
Giggling as she tried to remain in control a little, "Kat's just a little drunk is all. We had been partying all night at the club and neither you or Zuko showed up, so she got a little carried away. Now, we're here eating cake we bought from the convenient store."
Ozai looked back at Katara and saw she was still laughing as she rolled around on the floor. "We didn't show up? She didn't even invite me."
"I'm pretty sure she did." Katara's friend said. "She texted you like a week ago about it."
Ozai pulled out his phone and scrolled through his messages to see Katara had in fact messaged him about having her birthday at the club. "Shit."
"Well, I'll leave you to deal with her. Hopefully, you make it up to her."
Ozai sighed as he reached down to pick Katara up off the floor and carried her bridal style to their bedroom. He practically fell over top of her when he tried laying her in bed as he had been doing some drinking too. Squealing from the weight that fell on her, Katara tried pushing Ozai off of her and pouted when he rolled off of her.
"Sorry." He told her as he settled on his side of the bed.
Sitting up, "Why didn't you come to the club?" Katara asked him as she narrowed her eyes at him.
"I forgot." He admitted.
Katara rolled her eyes and plopped down in bed, "If you're still mad at me, just say so cause I hate having to walk on eggshells around you."
"Walk on eggshells." Ozai pushed himself up and glared at her. "You've barely spoken a word to me! I barely see you!"
"Because I'm scared of you! You threatened me, Ozai! Like I don't know if you know but that kind of makes things weird between people when one person threatens to snap the other's neck!"
"I didn't mean it!"
"Well, you were yelling, I thought you meant it!"
"I didn't!"
"Ozai," Katara sat up in front of him. "I have always done what you wanted me to do. Always. I've only ever said no to you when it compromises my character. I want things to be how they were before but you've shown me a terrible side of yourself that I can't unsee. You're going to have to give me time to get past that."
"Time? I didn't need time to forgive you and take you back." Ozai looked at her like she was being unreasonable.
Katara folded her arms, "You weren't the one having their entire world picked apart. Or the one being called a no name bitch! Or the one having your child ripped away from you while shopping for groceries! Of course, you could forgive me, Ozai! I did nothing wrong! But you, you really hurt me and you're not forgiven."
Ozai sighed, "Fine, Katara. I'll try to earn your forgiveness."
"Thank you."
….
"This is from me and Ozai, Katara. Thought you might like it." Ursa said as she and her husband handed the blue eyed woman a small box.
Katara smiled as she opened the box and saw a bracelet with crystal blue and red beads.
"It's white gold." Ozai commented as he sipped his coffee.
Katara went to kiss him on the cheek, "Thank you, Ozai."
Ursa cleared her throat.
"And Ursa." Katara giggled.
"This is from me." Zuko said as he handed her a larger box. "Figured since we're having another addition in the family. Hope it's another girl."
"Hope it's mine." Ozai grumbled into his coffee.
Both Ursa and Katara slapped him in the back of the head.
"Ow! Damn it!"
Katara opened her gift and saw it was a few outfits for the baby, all pink. She giggled as she realized Zuko was hoping for a girl. While they wouldn't know who exactly the father was until the birth, Zuko seemed to be very confident that this baby was his and Katara felt so too.
After all the gifts were given, Katara picked up the dishes to clean them when Ozai followed her in the kitchen.
"It's Zuko's, isn't it?" Ozai asked.
Katara shrugged, "We'll know when the baby is born."
Ozai sighed, "So I'll either be the father or grandfather, good thing it's in the family."
Katara nodded.
"Have you reached out to your mother?" Ozai lifted a brow as Katara poured him more coffee,
Shaking her head, "My mom hasn't wanted to talk to me since she left that day three years ago."
"It's your birthday. You should try to contact her. I know you miss her." Ozai pointed out. "Besides, Yumiko has never met her grandmother."
Katara sighed.
"Look, my personal gift to you, I'll reach out to her, see if I can get her to open up to you." Ozai told her.
Katara beamed at him, "You'd do that for me?"
Smirking, "You're my girl, Katara. I'd do anything for you."
….
Kya was fixing herself a cup of coffee one morning when she heard a knock at the door. She went to answer it and saw it was the last person on earth she ever wanted to see again.
"Ozai, what the hell do you want?" Kya growled.
"Your daughter, she misses her mother. I wanted to bridge the gap between the two of you." Ozai told her.
The door slammed in his face.
Later that day, Kya was leaving work and saw an electric white car in front of the doors with her daughter's rich old ass boyfriend leaning against it.
"Kya."
Kya glared at him and turned away to begin walking towards her car, "I don't have time for this."
"Your daughter," Ozai said as he hurried around his car to follow her. "She misses you. You should go see her and explain the truth to her."
"The truth?" Kya stopped and scowled up at him. "I thought you knew about the truth and told her."
"I only know so much and no, I felt it was best you told her the rest." Ozai explained.
Kya sighed. "Fine."
"Great, come by the condo for dinner tonight." Ozai told her.
…..
Katara was stirring the pot while Zuko cut the veggies and Ozai was busy trying to coax Katara into the bedroom to Zuko's annoyance. The three had learned to get along as a poly couple. Ozai and Zuko had agreed that neither wanted to give up on Katara and Katara couldn't pick between the two of them. It was difficult at first, scheduling who would be with her and when. Eventually, they decided to all live under the same roof again and Katara interacted with them both whenever and however. It turned out to be a lot easier and more organic than scheduling time between the two hot blooded men.
Kissing his girlfriend along her neck, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. We have a guest tonight."
"Who?" Katara asked.
Smirking, "You'll see."
Katara raised a brow, "It better not be Fumi."
Rolling his eyes, Ozai scoffed. "You know me and Fumi broke up last year."
"Then a new girl?" Zuko asked.
"Oh, you wish." Ozai snorted.
Zuko shrugged, "I do." As he slid the sliced veggies into the pot Katara was stirring.
"You'll all see at dinner. Now, finish cooking." Ozai told them.
Katara eyed him suspiciously while Zuko rolled his eyes.
When dinner was finished, Katara was fixing plates while Zuko set them at the table and Ozai went to answer the doorbell. As soon as he saw the short mature woman at the door, he smirked and told her to come in.
"Smells good in here." Kya admitted.
Ozai shut the door behind her and helped her out of her coat, "Your daughter's cooking."
Kya glanced at Ozai, "She cooks?"
"Quite good at it too." He informed her.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Yumiko said yelled as she raced down the hall to her father.
Kya watched as a small gold eyed brown girl made her way to Ozai and jumped up in his arms as he reached down to her. The little girl kissed on Ozai and Kya realized that this was her granddaughter. Time had really gone by as the girl was already three years old. Ozai turned around with the little girl and showed her to Kya.
"This is your grandmother, Yumiko." Ozai introduced them. "Kya, this is Yumiko, your granddaughter."
Kya waved awkwardly at the girl and watched as the little girl smile brightly with that wide smile Katara used to have at that age. "Hi."
"Hello." Yumiko beamed.
"Come, this way. Katara has just finished dinner. My son should be setting the table." Ozai turned and led Kya inside his condo.
Kya looked around and could see it looked much different from the last time she was here. It looked like her daughter had some influence over the decor now. As she entered the dining room, she saw the young man from the restaurant that day when she discovered her daughter was involved with Ozai's son at one point. He paused when he saw her and next thing she heard was Katara's voice.
"I also made a cake for dessert, so whatever you guys wan-" Katara walked out holding the cake and saw her mother standing there looking equally as shocked to see her as she was to see her mother. "Mom?"
Kya formed a weak smile on her face, "Hi, sweetheart."
"What are you doing here?"
Kya glanced at Ozai, "Ask him. He's been stalking me at my job to get me to come here and speak with you."
Furrowing her brows, Katara glanced at Ozai and then back to her mother as she went to hand the cake off to Zuko. As he took it from her, Katara placed her hand on her small belly and went to Ozai's side.
"Then you're not here to reconcile?" Katara asked cautiously as she clung to Ozai's arm.
"Sure, she is. That's why she came." Ozai said happily.
Kya rolled her eyes at him, "I just came because he wouldn't leave me alone." She swallowed hard as she saw the disappointed look on her daughter's face. "B-but…I also wanted to tell you about your father….Hakoda was his name. He was a-"
"How about we all sit down for this?" Zuko suggested as he went to Katara's side and took her hand, leading her to sit down at the table.
Kya raised her brow at this but ignored it as Ozai didn't seem bothered by it.
As they all sat down at the table and Katara urged them all to eat while her mother explained the details of her parentage, Kya trying soothing herself for the story as she knew she'd have to tell quite a bit.
"Your father was like Ozai…the head of a family owned bank. Clear Water Bank."
Katara's and Zuko's eyes widened at this.
"Isn't that a competitor bank, dad?" Zuko asked.
Ozai nodded as he folded his arms.
Kya sighed and looked down at her plate of food, "He pursued me while I was a student in college. Only I wasn't some fast ass hostess."
Katara rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, I rejected him plenty. My mother told me not to trust rich men and I tried obeying her wishes for me not to see him. But like Ozai, he had a silver-tongue and swayed me to disobey my mother." Kya said.
Ozai snickered and mumbled under his breath, "Bitch, you wish he was like me."
Two dinner rolls hit him in the face as he earned a scowl from Zuko and Katara.
"Eventually, I ran away with him and he put me up in a pretty penthouse. Everything was great until I got pregnant with you. Your father started becoming controlling and wouldn't let me do anything without his say so. I got tired of it quickly and he used his money to try to keep me in line." Kya sighed as she recalled her past. "When I left him, it was right before Katara was born. He made me sign that I wouldn't pursue child support and would never contact him again. I signed it and fled here. My mother wouldn't take me back so I had to start over from the ground up and it was hard being a single mother on my own, Katara. I did the best I could. I just didn't want you to turn out like me."
Katara sighed, "Mom, I didn't. As you can see, I'm happy and things are a lot different compared to you and dad." She smiled at her mother. "Ozai is great. Sure, he has his moments but he's only human. And Zuko is fantastic. I'm expecting my second child and we're just one big happy family."
Kya raised her brow as she saw both men looking at her daughter. "What exactly is going on here?"
"Oh," Ozai spoke up. "My son is banging your daughter too."
"Ozai!"
"Sorry, I mean, we're both seeing your daughter." Ozai corrected himself.
Kya honestly didn't have anything to say to that. She had a feeling but figured Ozai was well aware of it and didn't care.
"And this works for you all?"
The three nodded.
Kya was so confused. "I guess if it makes my daughter happy, I guess it's okay." Her eyes looked at Katara. "So, who's the father?"
Katara shrugged, "It could be either of them but we won't know for sure who it is until the baby is born."
Kya didn't know how she felt about this but it seemed like her daughter was happy and so did the men that she was seeing. All three of them looked like a happy unconventional family and it seemed neither men wanted to give up her daughter, even at the realization that she was with the other. Sighing to herself, Kya hoped all continued to go well for her daughter as all she ever wanted for her was the best.
"Dinner was delicious, Katara." Kya said as she stood at the door, Ozai helping her put her coat on. "You'll have to cook for me again some time."
Smiling at her mother, "So, I'll see you again?"
Kya hated how her daughter asked that question with a hopeful smile. Had she really abandoned her daughter all this time? Nodding her head, "Of course. Let's grab lunch sometime soon and bring Yumiko. I want to see more of her."
Katara beamed at her mother before hugging her.
"I'm sorry, Katara. I know I've not been the best to you in these few years but I'll make it up to you." Kya told her.
Smiling as she held her mother tight, "Thanks, mom."
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~One Year Later~
"Do you, Katara Mizuki, take Zuko Yong to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do."
"And do you, Zuko Yong, take Katara Mizuki to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do."
"Then I declare you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride."
Zuko reached for Katara's face and cupped it as he captured her lips. Everyone cheered for them and celebrated happily the union between the newly wedded couple. After having her second child and discovering it was Zuko's son, he proposes to her with his father's blessings. They agreed it was best she married into the family and since Ozai couldn't marry her due to already being married, Zuko was the best option. They'd continue their very polyamorous lifestyle together but Zuko would legally be her husband.
At the reception, Ozai asked to dance with Katara after she finished dancing with her husband.
"I wish I could have been your husband but fortunately, it won't stop me from getting to enjoy you intimately as my daughter-in-law." Ozai purred in her ear.
Chuckling, "Of course. However, Zuko wants to enjoy the next month between just the two of us, hence while we'll be in the Fire Nation till the honeymoon is over."
"As soon as you're back, I'll have you bent over up against the shower wall while I cleanse him from your body. I'll make you forget all about your husband." Ozai said confidently.
Katara smirked, "I look forward to seeing you try."
Ozai nipped at her ear and wanted very badly to whisk her off for the night. However, Zuko walked back over wanting to take his wife to their suite for the night.
In their suite, Zuko helped Katara tear off her wedding dress before she jumped in his bare arms, kissing him passionately as he carried her to the bed. Tossing his naked blue eyed wife on the bed, Zuko smirked as he reached to unbutton his pants and licked his lips.
"I'm about to make you forget all about my father tonight." Zuko smirked.
"I'd like to see you try." Katara purred.
The End!
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A/N: Finally got threesome story!