Hello after such a long time! I hope there are still Baavira fans out there! This story for now is a oneshot but I might add some other chapters in the future. The story takes us to Kuvira and Baatar beiing under house arrest in Zaofu. You can imagine how hard for them it has to be living so close to each other after everything that happened but there are not only wounds... there are still some feelings. !Warning! Mature content!
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Zaofu, The Beifong's Garden, 5 years after battle of Republic City
The sun was casting trough the spacious greenhouse windows and the place was filled with flower scent. The sound of dripping water from the faucet was filling the place together with the black haired gardener's song humming. It was early summer morning and Zaofu was slowly waking up to a new day. But it was not just an ordinary day, it was very special because today, the Beifongs are hosting the wedding ceremony of their only daughter... everyone will arrive to celebrate the union of Opal and Bolin...
But for some, the idea of wedding is bringing back very painful memories...
Kuvira was standing by a bush of roses and was trying not to think about what once could have been... That her life could look as nice as these precious blooms...The greenhouse in the lowest cascade of the Beifongs' garden became Kuvira's safe space during all those years in the house arrest. It was a place where she could be herself without guards constantly watching her every step...
Kuvira sighed, she took the last rose from the bush and watched it closely. Everything could be so different, but cut wounds on her wrist reminded her otherwise everyday... She is not a bride, she is a prisoner whose hope for happy life ended when she fired the spirit canon...
Kuvira slowly walked out of the greenhouse. She was wearing light green t-shirt and dark green sleeveless gardening jumpsuit. She was heading to the upper cascade of the garden where the wedding venue was prepared and the idea of her own wedding opened a painful wound in her heart. With bouquet of roses, Kuvira climbed on the chair and while standing on her toes, she tried to attach the flowers on the top of the wedding arch. Little did she know that her signature hairbun with loose strands caught attention of a very important wedding guest.
"It looks really nice, Kuvira." Korra said and caught Kuvira by surprise. She was lost in her thoughts and tried to keep balance when she heard the Avatar's voice after so many years.
"Avatar Korra..." Kuvira said and finally saw the Avatar observing her flower decorations. "What are you doing here so early..., the ceremony is in the evening." she added with her signature strict face expression and climbed down from the chair on which she was standing.
Korra looked back at Kuvira and went closer to her. "Asami and I thought that we could arrive sooner and maybe help with preparations if needed." Korra said and looked around the place. "But I see that everything is already perfectly prepared for the big day. "It looks really nice, Kuvira." she added and looked at the former great uniter.
"Thank you" Kuvira said and turned her sight away. Her lips were forming neutral thin line but Korra noticed the sign of sadness in her eyes. "I was growing all these flowers in the greenhouse for this special day. But... It's better if Opal won't find out who prepared all the decorations for her wedding..." she added and Korra looked at all the chairs, flowers and lanterns which were surrounding them. She knew Opal never fully forgave Kuvira...she couldn't. The relationship between Kuvira and Opal was damaged years before and Korra knew that Opal would never fully trust Kuvira again... Even though she supported her being sentenced to house arrest, Opal would prefer Kuvira being far away from her family...
Korra came closer to Kuvira and put her hand on her shoulder. Kuvira froze, Korra knew something was wrong. "Kuvira, I also came to see you because I want to check on you."
Kuvira didn't even let Korra finish her sentence and immediately started talking. "Korra, I owe you a lot... I am grateful that you saved my life and got me out of that dungeon prison." But Korra shut Kuvira down.
"I know that you are grateful for it Kuvira. Suyin also told me that you are helping around the Residence a lot and are not causing problems...but I wanted to check how are you truly feeling Kuvira... I can't see what is happening in your head but I see that something is bothering you. Talking with someone about it is better, than keeping everything inside of you. Trust me, I know what I am talking about." Korra said and put her hand off Kuvira's shoulder.
Kuvira was nervously playing with white ribbon which was on the bouquet of roses in her hands and hoped the Avatar would just let her go without having to answer all those questions.
Korra saw that Kuvira doesn't want to talk about her feelings and she might knew why. "How are things going with you and Baatar Junior?" Korra asked quietly and spotted how tense Kuvira's body got, she found the right spot. Kuvira was quiet...
"I-... I think nothing is happening... I barely see him from a far and we are not talking. I can't blame him for that... " Kuvira said and sighed. She would sell her soul to spirits just to turn back time.
"Are you thinking about him?" Korra asked and knew this was very personal for Kuvira. But Korra hoped the former captain of Zaofu guard would open a bit to her. "Kuvira, you can trust me. I won't tell anyone." Korra added and looked Kuvira in her eyes.
"What about your girlfriend, Avatar?" Kuvira said ironically with her deep voice.
"Even Asami won't find out, I promise. Kuvira, I am just trying to say that if you want to talk about what is bothering you with someone, I am here." Korra assured Kuvira and saw the sign of regret in her eyes.
Kuvira started talking quietly. "I feel regrets, sadness and emptiness. I hate myself for what I did to him... What I did to everyone..." Kuvira confessed and looked away. She wasn't comfortable when Korra could see her emotional. "I know how much pain he feels when he sees me..." she closed her eyes. "and especially today, I can't get rid of an imagination what once could have been between us..." Kuvira revealed and opened her eyes. She was supposed to be the bride...
Korra was listening to her words and understood Kuvira. She wanted to answer but former uniter stopped her. "I am sorry Korra, the chef needs some help in the kitchen before the reception starts and I have to go..." she said and put the roses on a nearby bench.
Korra watched her leave and thought about Kuvira's words. She felt sympathy for once talented metalbender guard full of hopes whose life was destroyed by her bad choices and not only hers...
Zaofu, the Beifong Residence, some time later
Maglev railway blueprints were all over the study and the smell of ink was in the air. Tall scientist and former soldier was standing by a window with a cup of coffee in his hands. He spent all night working on a new designs for the big order he got from the Fire Nation. His work gave him a new purpose in his life and was the only thing that help him not to feel so useless... after many months of deep depression...
Baatar's coffee was cold and today it tasted bitter, like everything else during the past few days... He didn't even know for how long he was standing by that window but he felt paralyzed and his mind was fighting with painful memories.
It was what he saw in the early morning that made his mind so lost, or better... who he saw... The woman with a bouquet of white flowers walking in the garden as beautiful as always. He thought he saw his bride that dissappeared years ago and was now a symbol of death for him... Baatar put the cup away and took a deep breath. He took off his glasses and tried to forget the one he used to love so much... She is not here anymore, he tried to convince himself...
"Good morning, big brother." Baatar heard and his eyes immediately found it's way to the doorway. He didn't even hear the door open.
"Opal..." Baatar said with surprise and tried to give her the kindest smile of which he was capable right now. His little sister arrived from Republic City and was about to marry the man she loves today. "I... I didn't expect you would come here..." he added and walked closer to his sister who had new decent arrow tattoos on her arms. Baatar apologized to his sister for everything he had done but the former weapon designer still had problems to look her in the eyes. She was always looking up to him when they were younger and he betrayed her. The test of the spirit canon almost cost her life...
"Can't I visit you?" Opal said and walked inside Baatar's little study.
"Of course you can." Baatar said and tried to clean up the place a bit. Opal was watching him and saw how her brother has changed. His green eyes seemed so hopeless... she wanted to cheer him up a bit.
"On what are you working?" Opal asked curiously after a moment of quiet and looked at all the blueprints on her brother's working table. He stopped cleaning and fixed the position of his glasses. He almost spilled the coffee while organizing the design folders and couldn't understand how after so many years, the look at the woman he once wanted to marry unhinged him.
"I am working on new railway system design for the Fire Nation. Since dad managed to convince King Wu to give us the patent for maglev trains, I have so much work... Everyone wants high speed trains now." Baatar told his sister and walked closer to the Fire Nation map which was hanging on the wall. "They have so many islands..., lots of bridges and tunnels to design..." he added and looked back at his sister.
"You should also have some rest Baatar. Think about something different than work." Opal said and spotted the wrinkles appear between her brother's eyebrows.
"No... when I don't think about work, my thoughts return somewhere where I don't want them to be. I have to keep my mind busy." Baatar answered and looked away. All the processes in his head were complicated by itself and he didn't want Opal to be included in them. It was her big day today, she shouldn't think about his problems.
"Maybe you could do an exception..."Opal. "Today is my wedding. I would really want you to be there. You are my brother..." she added and caught Baatar by surprise. Why would she want him there... after everything he has done.
"Opal... are you sure it's a good idea? I know I hurt you a lot and... it would be better if anybody saw me." Baatar said quietly with guilt in his voice. He was a black sheep of the family that put a shame on the Beifongs.
Opal sighed,she looked him in his eyes and tried to convince him once again. She hoped he would listen. "It is thanks to you, that Bolin's memories returned after Guan brainwashed him years ago. You gave him back to me, Baatar... I want to thank you for that. It will mean a lot to me if you show up." Opal said and Baatar saw his sister's puppy eyes. He wanted to do as much as he could to make his sister happy. If this was the way, he would do it. For her...
"Okay... I 'll be there. I promise. I will watch from a far." Baatar said with soft smile and Opal hugged him. Baatar froze for a moment as he didn't expect this gesture but then he hugged his sister in return.
"Yes!" Opal answered with excitement. She really wished for her family to feel complete after such a long time.
"I can't believe my little sister is getting married... It feels like yesterday when I used to read you fairytales." Baatar said and happy memories filled his mind.
"That was long time ago." Opal said but in her brother's eyes, she was still little. When they stopped hugging, Opal slowly headed back to the door. "Be there on time. And dress up a bit!" she added and laughed.
As she left the room, Baatar looked at his reflection in the mirror. His hair was messy and his facial hair really needed shaving. He also had to find some representative clothes...
"I should probably start immediately..." he told to himself and headed to his room in the house arrest ward.
The Beifong Residence, early afternoon
"Korra! Here you are!" Mako called when he saw the avatar heading towards him in the Beifongs' Mansion corridor.
"You seem desperate. What's wrong?" Korra asked with worries as she saw very deep wrinkle between Mako's eyes and Bolin theatrically knocking on the door while being on his knees.
"Bolin wanted to talk to Opal but Suyin and others won't let him inside the room! They are locked in there for hours!" Mako explained.
"You don't know much about wedding preparations, do you?" Korra said with smile leaving Mako confused.
"Korra! You are allowed to come here!" Suyin called from the room.
"What!?" Bolin suddenly stood up and looked at Korra. "Hoooow?!" he added and Mako tried to calm him down.
"Don't worry Bolin, you will see Opal in the evening!" Korra assured him. The door suddenly opened.
"Oh Bolin! Could you please bring us some more tea? Thank you." Suyin closed the door again before Bolin could even answer and his eye started ticking. Korra started giggling and watched the resignation expression on Mako's face.
"Women drive me crazy!" Mako said loudly and angrily walked away. Bolin was holding a teapot from Suyin and Korra gave him a soft smile.
"I will tell Opal that you can't wait to meet her..." she said and Bolin thanked her. Before coming inside Opal's room, Korra watched Bolin slowly heading to the kitchen. He always had a soft kind soul...
"Korra what took you so long?" Asami asked as the avatar entered the room full of dresses and shoes. The smell of parfume and soap was intensive in the air.
"Just some Avatar things..." Korra answered and before her partner could suspect that she's not telling the truth, Korra put a soft kiss on Asami's cheek.
...
Bolin held an empty teapot in his hands and was heading to the kitchen. The smell of delicious food was really intensive and it guided lavabender as he was lost in the big residence.
When reaching the kitchen, Bolin sighed and knocked on the door. The pirate chef Lao had full hands in this really busy day so Bolin just overheard "Get the door, please." coming from the inside.
He heard steps and shortly after the door started opening. Bolin gasped in shock when he saw his former boss and Earth Empire ruler in the doorway. "Kuvira!?" he called as the black haired woman with dark green eyes was standing in front of him.
"Bolin..." Kuvira said and saw visible nervousness and shock on her former co-worker's face. He almost dropped the teapot. After all those years, he was still scared of her.
"What are you doing here?" Bolin asked as Kuvira was scanning the teapot in his hands frowning.
"Preparing your wedding reception menu..." Kuvira answered and raised her eyebrow.
"Oh! That's nice of you I guess!" Bolin said nervously as drops of sweat were running down his forehead. Kuvira's strict glance returned many memories...
"Give me that teapot..." Kuvira said and took it from Bolin's hands. When she turned away her strict glance changed to the one she had all day, sad.
Bolin watched Kuvira as she was making tea and realized, that he never really thanked her for helping him return his memories after commander Guan brainwashed him...
"Kuvira... Thank you." Bolin said while watching her. She seemed... fragile and definitely lost weight. Her sarcasm was still present though.
"Don't thank me, tea is not a science... however I can see you causing a disaster while trying to make it. I am not putting this kitchen in danger..." Kuvira said while watching water boiling in the teapot.
"I wasn't talking about that tea." Bolin said as Kuvira was turning the stove off still not facing him. "I want to thank you for helping bringing my memories back. I couldn't be with Opal today if you weren't there. I've never actually thanked you."
Kuvira was quiet for a while. She might help Bolin but she knew the pain she caused was bigger. Bolin's first reaction when seeing her spoke for itself. She remained silent. Slowly turned around now facing Bolin.
While giving him a teapot Kuvira said: "If it wasn't for my past you would never loose your memories..."
"Kuvira that's not what I want you to think." Bolin tried to save the situation but Kuvira turned away again.
"Good luck, Bolin. I have to work." Kuvira said and before Bolin could stop her, she dissappeared in the pantry room.
The lavabender was standing in the doorway holding a teapot. He couldn't believe his eyes how much Kuvira has changed. Where once was strength and power, now was emptiness and fragility. Bolin remembered all the bad things which former great uniter did to him, his brother, his friends, his hometown... but deep down in his heart, he wanted to help her...
"Thank you and Kuvira for putting so much effort into my wedding. I appreciate it." Bolin said and the pirate chef Lao looked at him with smile on his face.
As Bolin was leaving the kitchen, the picture of Kuvira was still in his mind...
Opal's bedroom, The Beifongs Residence at the same time
"What! Toph really said that?" Asami said in surprise as she was brushing Opal's hair.
"Yes! Bolin was even more shocked than me." Opal giggled.
"What did I miss?" Korra asked with smile when she saw the girls laughing so much. Opal looked at the avatar and told her about a trip to the swamp to see her grandmother Toph who was sadly not attending the wedding.
"Grandma Toph told us she's looking forward to have her first great grand child soon!" Opal laughed again and Asami joined her. "There's no way how it could happen. Me and Bolin really want to wait a few more years. Unless Huan or twins are not hiding something from us!" she added.
"Never say never sweetie, I would really like to be a grandma." Suyin said while sitting on a sofa facing them. Opal rolled her eyes.
Korra smiled as she imagined Bolin's shocked face in that situation while Toph grinning mischievously.
"Toph likes to make people feel uncomfortable. It's just her." Korra added and sat down next to Suyin. "You look beautiful Opal." she added with admiration for Asami's work.
"It's time for the dress!" Asami said as she gave Korra a loving smile. The wedding ceremony was getting closer and closer...
Guarded house arrest ward, a few hours later
Baatar was standing in front of the small mirror in the bathroom next to his room. He saw a reflection of his freshly shaved face and his hair and beard styled. He couldn't recognize himself. The man who he saw in the mirror reminded him a lot of his past self. He swore he could see his uniform again but shook his head to get this illusion out of his head.
He tousled his styled dark hair and loose strands were now covering his forehead. He looked down and rested his hands on the sink. He really shouldn't go… but he made a promise to Opal. While taking a deep breath, Baatar looked at the dark green suit and white shirt waiting for him on the chair. It was not his uniform he reminded himself. It was burnt in flames when they took it off him in the hospital. He felt sharp pain in his chest. The memory of broken ribs and concussion felt way too real. Baatar washed his face with cold water. It will be just for a moment… he was telling to himself. He will only watch the ceremony and then disappeares.
How much he wished for this day to be over… but the sun was slowly hiding behind the sumits of the Zaofu Mountains. How much he wanted to get an image of Kuvira in white dress out of his mind.
The Beifongs Residence, early sunset
Time flew and the ceremony was soon to be started. Kuvira was arranging food on the plates and chaos took control over the kitchen. It was time…
Kuvira put loose strand of hair behind her ear when she finished decorating the last cherry dessert. Chef Lao came to her and gave her a smile. It was time to disappear before the waiters come. Her presence was not wanted.
"It's time." he said and Kuvira nodded understanig. "Perfect to the last detail as always." he added as he was admiring her work and Kuvira thanked him. Pirate chef Lao was the only one truly talking with her during all those years. Maybe the fact that he did terrible crimes in the past too made him not seeing Kuvira in the worst light. He was also kind to Kuvira during her childhood when she was Suyin's protégé.
"Good luck today." Kuvira answered and put her apron away. The sound of steps interrupted them and Kuvira looked at the direction of the door. She had to go, now before anyone can see her. Chubby chef quickly handed one plate with dessert to Kuvira catching her by surprise.
"I know this day is hard for you but I hope this helps. Now go!" Lao said quickly and Kuvira didn't even have time to say something when he rushed to the main door to give instructions to the waiters that came from the town.
Kuvira smiled softly and ran out of the kitchen. The corridor was already filled with shadows trapping her in darkness. When she suddenly heard the music playing from the outside, she looked out of the window. The wedding just started… Bolin and Opal are living their dreams together. Kuvira's heart ached. If it wasn't for her mistakes, she would be marrying her beloved Baatar tonight…
…
Baatar entered the garden as the last guest, in his dark green suit he was standing in the back hidden in the tree's shadow. He was watching beautiful Opal walking down the isle with their father. He saw many familiar faces. Guests from Republic City, BaSingSe University, Gaoling and also many investors of his father's projects.
When Opal met with Bolin under the flower arch, she quickly scanned the crowd. Baatar spontaneously waved at her from the back and saw a smile on her face. Her whole family was there for her big day.
The place was decorated with small lanterns and beautiful white flowers. They reminded him of an image that he saw in the morning…Kuvira. Every detail of her work carried her signature perfectionism and sense for art. How beautiful bride she would be…Baatar thought closing his eyes. He saw the memory of her sweet loving smile when he proposed to her, but this moment was destroyed by her to ashes. Their whole lives. Baatar opened his eyes and took a glass of Fire Nation Whiskey with ice cubes from the nearby table. He had a small sip. Why was she still in his mind? Why couldn't he forget her… Why was he seeing her in every place….
When the ceremony ended, the crowd started clapping celebrating union of Bolin and Opal. Baatar keep his promise, he was there for the ceremony but he needed to get out of here now. He put the empty glass back at the table and with fast steps he dissappeared in the shadows.
House arrest ward, The Beifongs Residence, early night
Kuvira slowly walked out of the bathroom at the end of the corridor wearing her dark green pyjama trousers, white tanktop and sage green bathrobe. Her long raven dark hair was down and still a bit wet from the shower. The corridor which was always patrolled by guards was now empty with lights turned off. Suyin had more important things for her guards to do on this special day than watching over two convicts... Kuvira thought for herself.
The dance music could be heard from the gardens and Kuvira's legs led her to the window at the end of the corridor. The platinum bars were covering the view but Kuvira still managed to see a part of the dance floor. She tightened her bathrobe around herself and lean toward the window frame.
Kuvira opened the window a bit and let the fresh air in. She saw guests dancing joyfully. She even saw a glimpse of Bolin and Opal in her white dress. They were so happy... Kuvira sighed and looked down. It could be her and Baatar dancing out there... if it wasn't for the biggest mistake of her life that took her happiness away.
At the same time, without being noticed, Baatar made his way to the house arrest ward with his hands in pockets. His steps were quiet and he stopped in the doorway when he noticed a silhouette of a woman on the other side of the corridor. He immediately knew it was Kuvira. In her light green bathrobe with her hair down facing the window. He saw that ghost of his nightmares again standing just a few meters away from him. For a little moment, a thought of revenge occurred in his mind as he removed his hands out of pockets. His hands around her neck... There were no guards after all and she didn't know about him... but this thought faded away as quickly as it came. Baatar shook his head and looked down. This was not him... He took a deep breath and looked at her again. Years passed by since he saw her face. Maybe that one glass of whiskey gave him a courage to confront her and look her in the eyes but his mind was still clear. His words left his lips without his brain knowing.
"Trying to escape, Kuvira?" familiar voice stated and Kuvira quickly turned around. Goosebumps covered her body when she heard his voice after such a long time.
"You scared me." she said quietly while Baatar was slowly walking out of the shadows closer to her in his dark green suit. Kuvira's heart was racing when light from the outside casted on his face.
"That's not an answer to my question." Baatar said with raised eyebrow. The wave of adrenalin ran trough his body when he saw her.
Kuvira froze on place surprised by his presence. "I heard the music... I just wanted to see how they're dancing." Kuvira explained when Baatar got next to her looking out of the window at the dance floor down there. He was standing so close to her that Kuvira could smell his aftershave. She always liked the scent of it. The scent of him...
"Nobody down there can really dance... " Baatar muttered and memory of him and Kuvira dancing in their train wagon to the sound of old gramophone occurred in his mind. Kuvira's elegant moves always in a rhythm that made her look like a divine being... that has a monster hidden behind her pretty face.
"They seem happy..." Kuvira said quietly as she looked out of the window again... A long silence followed when her words made Baatar frowning angrily.
"Since today's morning I can't get this one thought out of my head-" Baatar said while still looking out of the window.
"-that this was supposed to be us down there." Kuvira barely whispered, finishing the sentence instead of him. Baatar looked straight at her.
"Yes." he stated. Kuvira couldn't look him in the eyes. It was her who destroyed their relationship and broke Baatar's heart to many pieces.
Kuvira felt his angry eyes on her. She tried to put her thoughts into words. "Baatar, I would do everything to turn back time so it could be a two of us dancing out there... " she said. A soft breeze from the outside played with her hair and Baatar smelled a scent of her floral soap. Kuvira immediately closed the window and he noticed scars on her wrist... He only heard about what she did to herself. It happened when he was allowed to leave the house arrest for some time to help his father with maglev tunnel railway construction supervision. Baatar couldn't believe her words. Part of him felt anger but the other part just felt emptiness. There already was a time to decide and she made her choice. Baatar knew it well. He felt that if he died that day in Republic City and Kuvira wasn't punished, she wouldn't care about him anymore...
"I can't forgive you that, Kuvira... I can't forget what you did." he said.
"I know... " she took a deep breath. There was so much she wanted to say, and this might be the only opportunity to do so. Kuvira turned left now facing Baatar and was looking directly into his eyes. He was so close to her...Even though she saw how angry he was she had to tell him. "I just really need you to know that time we spend together was the happiest part of my life. I will never forget how we used to watch the stars from the dome's top during my night patrol, how we kissed for the first time up there... The way I felt when I saw you with that spark in your eyes while talking about science. Falling asleep while listening to your heartbeat and then watching you sleeping calmly in the morning. All those days and nights spend in our train wagon, just a two of us. I miss giving you a kiss and blanket every time you fell asleep on your chair working..." Kuvira said and her eyes never left his. Every nerve of her body awake.
When Kuvira's last words left her lips she saw that Baatar's look in his eyes again. The one which he had years ago when Kuvira told him she truly loved him too. She wanted to tell him all of it for such a long time... She wanted him to know her true feelings.
"Why are you saying all of that?" Baatar remembered all those moments Kuvira talked about but now he was convinced everything was fake.
"Because I don't want you to think you lived in lies. Baatar, everything between us was real. Our love was real. I swear." Kuvira confessed and wished so much to hold his hand, to touch him, embrace him...one more time.
Baatar was standing still, looking in her dark eyes. How vulnerable she seemed. This was Kuvira he didn't know. "You can't imagine how much I want to forget what you did to me... What you did to us. How much I wish it never happened." he reproached while getting nearer and lowering his face to hers. "How much you keep controlling me even though you have no idea about it." his breathing was heavy.
He saw her long black hair framing her face and her mouth slightly open. Her pink lips that he knew tasted like the sweetest berries. Baatar felt Kuvira's scent again. He saw the one that always drove him crazy and the eyes he would kill for. How could he still see her beauty…
Kuvira saw tension in his eyes. Robust Baatar looked very threateningly when angry. Kuvira tried to figure out his thoughts and picked up all her courage. It was now or never… "Baatar why did you come here to me, tonight?" she whispered in a calming way while reaching even closer to him on her tip toes. Vulnerability in her eyes.
"Why..." he asked quietly and Kuvira's heart skipped a beat when Baatar tilted her chin up slowly. Scanning her face like a prey.
"Why..." Kuvira whispered back in a tone she only used in their most intimate moments calming him down and seeing his pupils got wide.
Kuvira closed her eyes and risked everything. She did not let him talk anymore. She wished to kiss love of her life... one... last... time. It felt like a time stopped when their lips met in a kiss after so many years. Kuvira gave all the words and her love to this very gesture. She missed him so much...
Baatar was caught by surprise and there was a storm of thoughts in his head. He felt Kuvira's soft warm lips on his and he…did not stop her... This whole situation felt so wrong yet so good. Baatar was shocked and confused. Why was he still attracted to her after everything she did? Why can he love and hate someone at the same time? The truth was... the only thing he wanted now was her...
When Kuvira ended the kiss she felt regret in her heart. She shouldn't have done this to him. "Sorry...I shouldn't-" Kuvira whispered and saw that look in Baatar's eyes.
The mix of shock and million thoughts. She wanted to get out of his sight but what Baatar did next caught her off guard. He didn't let her finish the sentence and kissed her passionately back, placing his hands on her burning cheeks. Kuvira closed her eyes, felt butterflies in her stomach and every nerve in her body was awake. Her hands spontaneously traveled to his hair when he wrapped one of his arms around her waist pulling the two of them closer.
When the need for air separated them Kuvira opened her eyes. "Baatar... I-" Kuvira barely whispered and was afraid Baatar will do something and regret it later but she was even more worried that he'll stop kissing her.
"Shhhh..." he whispered back still with his eyes closed. "Maybe… we're doing something we both wanted for so long... - forgetting what happened." Baatar added and opened his eyes. He wanted Kuvira of his memories back again, so desperately.
Kuvira felt her heart jump and whispered his name one more time. They closed the gap between them and their lips met again. She wanted him so much. They decided to forget... for this night. Their tongues were dancing together and hands traveled their bodies.
"Out of all the women I've seen outside, none can compete with you." Baatar said his thoughts out loud while caressing Kuvira's hips. "You are so beautiful..."
His words were sending shivers down Kuvira's spine and she rested her forehead on his. "Baatar, I missed you so much..." she confesed and felt a growing bulge in Baatar's suit trousers pressing against her lower belly.
When the song playing outside in the gardens suddenly stopped, Baatar pulled away from the kiss and looked at the direction of platinum door. The guards could come in every minute to the dark corridor... but right now he couldn't care less.
"Baatar... please don't stop." Kuvira said desperately as her arms were wrapped around his neck. She didn't want this moment to end...
Baatar looked back in her eyes and saw that passionate flame in it. How gorgeous he found her. How much he wanted her... His hands traveled from her hips to her butt and Kuvira gasped when Baatar picked her up and sat her down on the window sill.
His hair was messy and Kuvira's bathrobe fell off her shoulders. Kuvira took it off and stayed only in her pyjama. Baatar's eyes found their way to Kuvira's chest and his body started reacting even more when he saw the shape of Kuvira's nipples under her tanktop.
The gap between them was closed again as Baatar wrapped his arms around Kuvira's waist and started kissing her neck. Kuvira moaned and was unbuttoning Baatar's white shirt. His skin was like a fire and so was every place on Kuvira's body where Baatar kissed her.
She leaned her head back to the closed window and was caressing Baatar's back. She removed his suit jacket and shirt. Kuvira thought she was dreaming. Feeling Baatar's love felt amazing... and she wanted to give him everything. Kuvira put his glasses up on his forehead. They looked in each other's eyes and stayed quiet for a while. No words. That flame in them spoke for itself.
Kuvira slowly took Baatar's hands from her waist and placed them on her chest. Baatar pulled her tanktop up a bit, Kuvira's skin was smooth like silk and he remembered the times in their train when he kissed every inch of her body.
The music from the outside was playing again and Kuvira started kissing Baatar's neck. During her time in the house arrest, she lost a lot of her muscle mass but this wasn't Baatar's case at all. His muscular arms and abs were toned as before...
Kuvira was caressing Baatar's muscular back and her kisses moved to his collarbone. Baatar's hands traveled down her spine and she moaned quietly when he placed his hands under the fabric of her dark green pyjama trousers.
Baatar felt the wave of excitement when he found out Kuvira is not wearing any underwear. "Mmmmm" Kuvira bited her lip when Baatar started caressing her naked butt.
Kuvira felt his boner pressing against her crotch even more. "Baatar-..." Kuvira gasped when she put her hands on Baatar's hips and was pressing him closer to her. It was a sign for him... A sign that she wants more...
"I really want you right now." Baatar whispered to her ear and Kuvira threw his belt away. They were powered by pure passion. One of Baatar's hands stayed on Kuvira's butt and his second hand traveled to her inner tigh.
Kuvira spread her legs wider and her knees started shaking. Baatar was pressing her towards the platinum bars and with the most sensual gaze Kuvira begged Baatar: "Do it...do it please..." she whispered.
Baatar was hypnotized by Kuvira's voice and beautiful dark green eyes. Her long black hair and blushing cheeks. He loved her so much once... and now she was begging him to connect their bodies and souls again. Like they used to do it before... Like nothing ever happened... Baatar's heart defeated the storm of thoughts in his brain. He knew exactly what he wishes to do... and what Kuvira likes.
He gave her very sensual look and Kuvira could hear his heartbeat. Then he kissed her lips hard and felt Kuvira's nails in his back. She gasped when Baatar's hand moved under her pyjama trousers and he inserted his long fingers inside of her already feeling the wetness...
"Ahh" Kuvira's moan was imprisoned by Baatar's kiss when his fingers started massaging bundle of nerves in her crotch.
She rested her forhead on Baatar's chest and tried to be as quiet as she could but it was very challenging. She always loved what Baatar could do with his long fingers...
Sounds which Kuvira was making drove Baatar crazy. She was moaning his name everytime his fingers got deeper inside of her. It didn't take long and Kuvira's body started shaking when she felt her orgasm getting closer. She wasn't able to say his name anymore. Her hands traveled down from Baatar's back and it rested on his hips. She wanted to give him the same pleasure he was giving her.
Kuvira looked Baatar in the eyes and kissed him hard before she placed her hand under his underwear. Baatar growled in pleasure when Kuvira started rubbing his erected penis.
Her eyes never left his and together they were trying to please each other. Kuvira sighed and her hand suddenly traveled to her own crotch where it met with Baatar's hand... Kuvira felt how wet she was and it was exactly what she needed. She started teasing herself too and when her hand was wet enough, she quickly wrapped it around Baatar's penis again. Up and down, up and down... she was rubbing him quickly and smoothly. Baatar wasn't able to speak or think... Even breathing was now challenging...
Their tempo got faster and the corridor was filled with sounds of love. Baatar's fingers were deep inside of Kuvira when he felt her tigh walls contracting strongly. She moaned loudly when strong orgasm took control over her body...
Baatar saw how her back arched and how drops of sweat were running down her neckline. His heart was racing wildly. She was so beautiful. Once the most powerful woman in the Earth Kingdom was now screaming his name.
"You're driving me crazy..." Baatar whispered seductively and Kuvira was looking at him with love in her eyes. She was breathing fastly and her chest was quickly moving up and down, they both knew what they want. They shared one more hungry kiss and Baatar picked up all their clothes from the corridor's floor. Kuvira quickly fixed her pyjama trousers and together they rushed to her room... Baatar closed the door behind them and threw their clothes on the floor, taking his shoes of feeling the texture of the beige carpet with his feet. Kuvira's room was the same size as his. Green walls, small wardrobe, bed, table and one chair. The only thing different was that all her furniture was made of wood and her bed was placed by the small window with platinum bars, trough which the light from the outside lamp was casting, instead of next to the door.
Kuvira pull him to a hungry kiss and then stepped a few steps away from him. Baatar couldn't take his eyes from her when she started undressing... He was convinced his pupils covered his green eyes totally. Kuvira's pyjama pants and tanktop fell on the floor and Baatar saw her beautiful natural form. Without metal armor, without her hair in a bun.
Baatar walked to her and they met in an embrace sharing long passionate kiss. Baatar's hands traveled south her spine massaging her butt.
"Sit down." Kuvira said and lead Baatar to her bed. He sat down at the edge while looking at Kuvira's breast. She was standing in front of him and carefully removed his glasses putting them on the bed side table. She felt butterflies in her stomach go crazy and her heart was filled with love and nervousness. The love of her life was right in front of her after five long years and she knew she had to enjoy every second of this precious moment. She put a soft kiss on the top of his head and took a deep breath when he Baatar began kissing her belly making his way up to her breasts.
Baatar's lips felt warmth of Kuvira's skin. He saw a birthmark between her breasts and on her lower belly, kissing both of them. The wave of energy ran trough his body again when Kuvira straddled him and sat down on his lap. Her hands traveled to his hair and her back arched moaning when he began teasing her nipples with his tongue.
Kuvira looked into his eyes, bited her lip in pleasure and started moving her hips, rubbing her crotch against a huge bulge in his underwear. "Holy spirits..." Baatar gasped and kissed her hard. He threw the blanket away and with a wrestling move he wrapped his arms around Kuvira turning the two of them. Kuvira was now laying on the bed under him breathing fastly with her cheeks burning and red lips full of blood from all the kisses. Locks of her hair was all over the pillow and a picture of quiet Baatar, always with books in his hands, such a brilliant mind occurred in her mind... only Kuvira knew how passionate lover with fire in his heart hides under this mask.
Kuvira felt Baatar's boner pressing against her crotch and spread her legs more for Baatar to be even closer.
Baatar saw that look in her eyes. The one she was keeping only for him in their most intimate moments. Kuvira wrapped her arms tightly around him. "Please don't stop, Baatar... please do it..." she was whispering desperately. The Great Uniter herself was begging him. Baatar looked into her dark green eyes for the last time and rested his forehead on her collarbone while pulling his trousers and underwear down to his knees. Her hands were now in his hair and Kuvira was enjoying view on Baatar's back muscles and toned butt.
Kuvira bended her knees and moaned when she felt the tip of Baatar's penis touch her entrance. Baatar understood that invitation and gave Kuvira one more passionate kiss before he moved his head, now resting his forehead on hers... One of her hands stayed on Baatar's back and the other one grabbed the sheet under them. Then... it happened...
"Mmmm." Kuvira gasped, her back arched and she pressed her head to the pillow in pleasure. She knew she had to stay as quiet as possible but it was really difficult. Her joins were white from how strongly she was holding the sheet. Baatar's breathing was heavy when his thick erected penis slid inside of her... Their bodies were connected again... after five long years apart...
Kuvira's tigh walls were adjusting around him and her chest was moving up and down quickly, her heart almost jumping out of her chest. She loved the feeling of Baatar's penis inside of her again...it was challenging to get use to his size after such a long time but it felt so amazing. She dreamed about this ever since she got back to Zaofu five years ago... She kissed Baatar lovingly and nodded, giving him permission to continue.
"You feel so good..." Baatar whispered as he felt Kuvira's soft walls tightening around him getting his name whispered by her in response. She felt even better than he remembered. His kisses made it's way to Kuvira's neck and she wrapped her legs around him.
"I wish this never ends..." Kuvira thought for herself and embraced Baatar tightly. Kuvira's little house arrest room was filled with synchronized moaning when Baatar began moving with his hips in a slow rythm. It was so pleasurable for them to be this close again. They became one...
"Spirits!" Kuvira screamed when Baatar began thursting into her harder and quicker. Loose strands of his hair were wet from sweat and the waves of energy were running trough his body. Kuvira loved the weight of Baatar's body on her own and she enjoyed it's warmth. With every move he made, he was pressing Kuvira deeper and deeper to the matresse and it perfectly portrayed how hungry they were... How much they missed each other even though their past is so painful. The bed under them was making loud sounds but they didn't care...
Kuvira had trouble breathing. She wanted to tell him how amazing she feels. How good it feels to have him so deep inside of her... But the only sounds she was able to make were gasps and moans of pleasure every time Baatar thursted inside of her... Kuvira hoped these sounds speak for themselves... She felt that wave of pleasurable tension and gasped loudly when her tigh walls started contracting around his penis. Kuvira had her second orgasm... Baatar make a few more very fast moves and then quickly pulled out. His semen landed on Kuvira's belly and breasts and he felt like all those years of tension and stress just flew away... He sat up on his heels and was watching the women of his dreams laying in front of him... every curve of her body was a work of art...
"That was so amazing, Baatar..." Kuvira was out of breath as her eyes landed on Baatar's muscular chest still moving up and down really quickly. She felt his warm semen on her body and saw how relaxed Baatar was... She loved the way he was looking at her.
Baatar managed to take a fresh hanky out of his pocket and Kuvira cleaned her belly and chest. After a while of just looking at each other enjoying climax, Kuvira slowly sat up and pulled Baatar to a long kiss. She then helped him take his trousers and underwear of. Kuvira laid back on the bed again and turned around so she was now on her belly... she gave him a look that said it all...
Baatar lowered himself to her and put a soft kiss on her back. He enjoyed Kuvira's sounds of pleasure when he entered her from behind and started hitting that very sensitive spot inside of her in a different angle. The image of his penis disappearing between Kuvira's buttcheeks drove him crazy. This was one of their favorite positions back then... and it felt so good. It didn't take long and Kuvira had an orgasm again followed by Baatar's semen landing on her back...
They felt like their energy was infinite. Like the time didn't matter anymore... Baatar was hypnotized by Kuvira's bouncing breasts when she straddled him pressings palms of her hands to his chest. His hands traveling her thighs and breast. Kuvira moving in a rhythm of a song that played outside while having his full length inside of her... Moaning his name like a prayer... Kuvira falling down on the bed next to him when her next orgasm took full control over her body.
She closed her eyes, felt the mattresse lower next to her meaning that Baatar was getting on the top of her laying his head on her chest..."Mmmm" She opened her eyes and was caressing his hair lovingly when he started putting gentle kisses on her breast and nipples.
Baatar felt so comfortable, he listened to Kuvira's hearbeat while she was playing with his hair. He loved her scent... One of his hands was caressing her outer thigh. He felt butterflies in his stomach when Kuvira put a soft kiss on the top of his head. It was very pleasurable…
Kuvira felt happiness. This moment which they shared was so intimate, not that purely physical like the ones before. Kuvira was watching Baatar with soft smile without him knowing while he was resting on her chest. After she kissed his head Baatar looked her in her dark green eyes not saying a word. The light from the garden lamp was giving golden tone to it and her black hair was glossy.
Their lips met in a soft kiss and Kuvira wrapped her arms around him with a moan when he slid into her one more time. She was loving his closeness and rested her forehead on his when their hips started moving in a synchronized slow rhythm. This time, it was not rushed. It was very sensual. Kuvira felt so much love for him...
Baatar closed his eyes and felt butterflies in his stomach go even wilder, he knew he was very close... He slowly thrusted deeper into Kuvira and wanted to prolong the moment... Everything seemed so good... until Kuvira's words left her mouth...
"I love you, Baatar..." Kuvira whispered to his ear putting her happiness into words not knowing how big mistake it was... Baatar suddenly froze and his body was full of tension. These were the words she told him before firing at him with the spirit canon. These were the words that she said before she decided to sacrifice him, to abandon him, to kill him.
"What did you said..." Baatar muttered and felt sudden sharp headache. He opened his eyes, his pupils being at their smallest size. The memory of energy blast, explosion, the warehouse falling to ground, his ribs being broken, his concussion, the betrayal occurred to him like a living image...
"Baatar..." Kuvira said quietly and was worried about him. What have she done... She ruined everything again.
He lost control. Baatar couldn't look her in the eyes and pulled out. He began getting of Kuvira as quickly as he could. It seemed like he was blinded. Back in Republic City. It seemed like he felt all the injuries again and was in so much pain.
Kuvira's heart broke. The moment of happiness turned into nightmare in just a few seconds. She lost Baatar... again. "No! She wouldn't!" Baatar suddenly called and was pulling his hair while sitting on the side of the bed. Naked Kuvira sat up and wanted to carefully put her hand on Baatar's back in comforting way but he pushed her away from him strongly. "Don't touch me! You are a murderer!" he called and stood up, taking his trousers back on. His flashback took full control over him and he had a panic attack. He was afraid of her.
Kuvira fell hard down on the bed and was trying to support her weight with her elbows to get back up. Tears were forming in her eyes. She was a monster in Baatar's eyes... And he was right. How naive she was to think that the old wounds can disappear...
Baatar quickly picked up his glasses and all his clothes. He felt dizzy and his heart was beating fastly. He couldn't breathe. He had to get out of here... Immediately... What have he done...
"Baatar please don't go! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to do this to you!" Kuvira tried to stop him desperately. "I need you!" she added while tears started forming in her eyes but Baatar didn't even looked at her.
Kuvira managed to get up and picked her bathrobe up from the floor to cover her naked body. She ran out of the room trying to stop and comfort Baatar. She was worried he will do something to himself, but the door of his room was locked. "Baatar please open! Please don't leave me!" Kuvira cried while trying to get inside. "I can't be without you!"
"Go away you liar!" You are trying to kill me!" Baatar called from inside covering his ears. He heard the sound of spirit blast, the sound of falling debris. He ran to the small bathroom that was connected to his room and let the cold water from the faucet flow down on his head. He had to get these sounds and hallucinations out of his head. This never happened to him before.
"Baatar! I don't want to hurt you!" Kuvira broke down resting her forehead on his door knocking. "No..." she sobbed placing her hands on the door in resignation after long minutes. Kuvira hated herself. She hated herself for what she did. She felt emptiness again... "I am so sorry I didn't value your love enough when I should..." Kuvira gasped and covered her face. She turned around now leaning her back towards the door sliding on the ground. "I am so sorry..." Kuvira whispered and put her hands on her chest where her broken heart was... It felt like her heart stopped. Baatar was gone again... Kuvira's sobbing filled the corridor as she was sitting on the floor. She was broken.
….
Long time passed and Kuvira slowly got up, her legs carried her to the bathroom at the end of the corridor. Kuvira entered the shower and warm water with tears started running down her body. Her eyes was closed. How naive it was to think that they would be together again, Kuvira thought. She could still feel his presence. Her hand moved to her lower belly and she sighed, it felt a bit sore inside from what they did together after years…
When hot water ran out, Kuvira returned to her room, Baatar's door was widely open. It was clear that he left the house arrest ward...
In her room, Kuvira took on fresh grey sleeveless knee-length sleepgown and got in her bed. Laying on her belly while quietly sobbing to the pillow she could still feel the smell of Baatar's aftershave from the pillow... but the empty cold space he left behind himself was breaking Kuvira's heart... she lost him again.
Even though the music from outside was loud, Kuvira cried herself to sleep. How much she wished everything was just a bad dream.
…
Back in his dark green suit, Baatar was rushing back to the wedding reception. His mind was slowly clearing but he felt the deamons following him everywhere. Kuvira did what she did and it brought back painful memories but he hated himself for what he had done. Reaching back to her was such a wrong idea… At first it felt so good but everything changed in one second. Baatar was angry at himself that he left her just like that, like she was just a thing he used…But now, he knew he couldn't look at her and event talk to her again. He had to get her out of his life…
Early Morning, the next day in the Beifongs' Residence
Kuvira didn't sleep well and nightmare woke her up in early hours. She felt like a ghost walking in the corridors of the residence that was all quiet after the wedding party. Her steps led her to the kitchen like every day, where there surely is a lot of work to do after yesterday...
When Kuvira entered the kitchen full of dirty dishes and mess, the pirate chef was nowhere to be found... Kuvira sat down to a chair by the small table and sighed. She was looking at her hands that were caressing Baatar just a few hours back.
While beiing lost in her thoughts, chef Lao entered the kitchen and Kuvira stood up trying to hide her feelings.
"Where have you been?" Kuvira asked impatiently while frowning.
"Good morning to you as well, Kuvira." he said and Kuvira apologized, it doesn't matter anyway. She looked away as Lao suddenly continued. "I was packing some food for Baatar Junior, he traveled to BaSingSe an hour ago."
His words caught Kuvira's attention."He's gone…?" she asked and turned back at him. She knew he left because of her.
"Yes, at the wedding, an old friend from university gave Baatar Senior an offer to work on something in BaSingSe." Lao said and started washing the dishes.
"And Baatar Senior accepted it?" Kuvira asked.
"He did not, but Baatar Junior did. Early in the morning he made a deal with the investor and asked president Zhu Li for permission to leave the house arrest and work on the project…" Lao added and Kuvira felt even bigger emptiness. Baatar couldn't even look at her again. He left because of what happened…
"When is he returning?" Kuvira asked quietly and Lao looked at her.
"He didn't say..." pirate chef said and could tell Kuvira is feeling down even though she didn't show it. "Is everything alright?"
"Of course." Kuvira lied. "I hope he will be happy there…" she added as her world broke into many pieces…
That's the end for now! I hope you liked it and I would really appreciete feedback from you3 Please leave a comment! It feels so good to post stories again:)