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      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender
  Relationship:
      Aang/Zuko_(Avatar), Aang/Katara_(Avatar), Katara/Zuko_(Avatar)
  Character:
      Katara_(Avatar), Aang_(Avatar), Zuko_(Avatar)
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      French_Kissing, Naked_Cuddling, Penises, Tickling, Angst, Teenagers, Teen
      Romance, Horny_Teenagers, Friendship/Love, Love, Love_Confessions,
      Falling_In_Love, Declarations_Of_Love, Boys'_Love, Love_Triangles, Gay,
      Nipples, Erections, Penis_Size, Oral_Sex, Blow_Jobs, Frottage
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      Published: 2013-09-26 Updated: 2014-03-21 Chapters: 5/? Words: 5522
****** All Smoothed ******
by kataangfanficer
Summary
     Katara doesn't know what to do for Aang before the Comet, but she
     finds out that someone else does...
     Originally written in 2011 and 2012.
Notes
     DISCLAIMER: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not
     make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They
     belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon,
     and all of those other people.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Secret Love *****
Katara was nervous for Aang. She could sense how alone he felt, but somehow she
had no words left to comfort him. She tried to keep the big picture in focus,
but she selfishly felt more fear for her and Aang than for the entire world as
Sozin's Comet approached. As these thoughts whirled in between her troubled
dreams, she woke up and walked out onto the beach to clear her head. The moon's
energy did little to boost her sense of strength, and even the ocean felt
strangely useless.
Ember Island was rumored to be a special and almost magical place, but it
brought nothing to Katara. Suddenly, as she was about to return to bed, Katara
heard Aang. It sounded like he was in some sort of struggle, but the faint
sound of laughter relieved her fears. She tiptoed down the beach, until she
came to a secluded area that was enclosed by steep grassy hills. She peaked
from behind a bush on the hill's slope and saw a small campfire in the center
of the private beach, and Aang and Zuko were wrestling shirtless between it and
the gentle splashes of the ocean. Zuko was trying to keep his balance while
Aang clung to his back; soon they both fell backwards with a thud. They stood
up laughing, and it looked like Zuko was actually trying to show Aang some
firebending forms. However, the last minute training session didn't seem to be
accomplishing much. Aang had the giggles, and he proceeded to tackle Zuko
before he could do anything.
The two boys knocked each other to the ground, and they both burst out
laughing. This repeated for several minutes, until they were too tired to
stand. Then they began to roll around together on the wet ground. They held on
to each other and covered themselves with sand as their lighthearted wrestle
sent them spinning around the campfire.
Katara was amazed by how open and patient Zuko was being with Aang, and seeing
him express himself in such a pure way was strange. She had never heard him
laugh so much. When he did laugh, it was quiet and restrained. This laughter
was obviously influenced by Aang's own contagious personality; not even the
stern fire prince was immune to the boy's charms. Katara smiled and watched the
two friends roll on the cool sand, and she couldn't bring herself to interrupt
them. As much as she wanted to spend time with Aang, she didn't want to spoil
what could be one of his last relaxed moments before he faced the Fire Lord.
One of the boys finally came out on top after their playful tussle, and Katara
gazed at the stunning silhouette that raised itself against the dark backdrop
of the night sky. His muscular arms held him up over his playmate, and his
chiseled stomach heaved slightly as he tried to catch his breath. If it weren't
for his distinguishing bald head and the few revealing flickers of the
campfire, Katara may not have recognized the silhouette's identity right away.
Aang was looking less like a boy and more like a man every day, but these
developments only hit Katara every once and a while. This time was more
pleasantly surprising than usual. Maybe it was just the subtle lighting or the
soothing calmness of the beach, but something about Aang sent a chilling shiver
down Katara's spine. The moonlight highlighted his gorgeous back and shoulders,
while the fire lit up his chest and abs with a warm glow. It only hinted at the
wonders of his maturing body, but that was all Katara needed.
Seeing the boy in such a dominant position was also playing into Katara's deep
longing for him. It was like staring into a dream…a passionate dream with Aang
mounting his lover…as they gazed into each other's eyes…and took a moment to
admire each other's bodies… But this fantasy was shattered when Katara was
reminded that she was merely a spectator. The person who was actually lying
beneath Aang lifted his head and pressed his lips against the airbender's.
Zuko!
Katara had to cover her mouth to keep herself from crying out in shock. For
just a moment or two, her own feelings for Aang had made her forget the
firebender was even there, and she couldn't believe what she had just seen. She
rubbed her eyes and tried to focus to make sure she hadn't just imagined it.
Could Zuko have just kissed Aang?
"That's impossible," she thought reassuringly. "Why would they kiss? They've
barely even been friends for a month, and before that they were enemies. And
besides…Aang's obviously straight. He's been in love with me since the day we
met, and he's never shown any interest in boys. But he's not the one that
started the kiss…Zuko did. But…Zuko's straight too, right? I don't think he's
ever shown any interest in me, Toph, or Suki…but didn't he mention he had a
girlfriend? That's right! That moody Fire Nation girl from Omashu! He said
something about her! That settles it! I must have just been seeing things."
As Katara was in denial about what she just saw, and the possibility of
bisexuality, Aang did something that completely dashed all of her hopes. He
leaned down and kissed Zuko back. Even in the dark, it was impossible to deny
what she was seeing. Katara wanted to leap out and stop Aang from making
another drastic mistake, but she was frozen in place. It was confusing and
heartbreaking to watch, but that's all Katara could do. Watch. She wished the
boys could go back to just rolling around and laughing. At least it would be
easier to pretend they were just friends.
When Aang's lips finally released Zuko's, the firebender began to laugh again.
The laughter itself hadn't changed, but Katara now heard it as nauseating
rather than as a wonderful reminder of Zuko's sweeter side. Aang giggled back
at Zuko, and Katara's jealousy and disgust vanished almost instantly. No matter
how upset she was, her friend's happiness couldn't be spoiled. She had hoped
for Aang to get up and run back to the beach house in disgust at Zuko's sudden
intimacy, but her own selfish insecurities mattered less and less as she
remembered what Aang would be facing soon. As much as it confused her, Katara
couldn't bring herself to stop them or even hold it against them, not even
Zuko. If this kind of intimacy with another boy made Aang laugh and play like
his old self one last time before the Comet, how could such a thing be
completely wrong?
Katara put her frustrated feelings aside and allowed herself to enjoy watching
them as much as she had before the kiss. She studied what the faint light
revealed of their perfect bodies, and she let their mingling laughter wash over
her with the cool night air.
***** Calm Before the Storm *****
Chapter Summary
     Katara watches as Aang and Zuko continue to explore each other's
     bodies.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not
     make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They
     belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon,
     and all of those other people.
Katara was beginning to feel like she shouldn't be watching something so
private, but at the same time she felt like she had to. She had always been
very protective of Aang, and it was hard for her to not feel needed. She tried
to imagine it was her that was lying beneath him, but she still couldn't get
past the sight of Zuko. His large arms clung to Aang showing no signs of
letting go, and his hands roamed up and down his tattooed back. Katara could
hear every sweet sound they made as they caressed each other. They sighed with
pleasure at every gentle touch, and the low humming of their voices mingled
together as they smothered each other with a deep kiss. The moist suckling
sounds made Katara blush. It was embarrassing for her to admit it, but she was
discovering she liked watching them. Even though they were both boys, it was
more romantic than anything she'd ever dreamed of.
Aang and Zuko were completely entangled in each other's arms, and the breaks
between kisses eventually ceased altogether. They were exploring each other's
mouths with lustful enthusiasm, and their roaming hands finally relaxed. Aang's
clasped Zuko's cheeks to help guide their kiss, while Zuko's hands rested on
Aang's backside. Katara's eyes were glued to their supple lips, and she was
still amazed by how gentle Zuko was being with Aang.
Every few seconds she'd catch a glimpse of one of their tongues sticking out,
and the other boy would lovingly wrap his lips around it and suck the wet flesh
suggestively. Katara was so fascinated by this that she didn't notice the
firebender's mischievous hands sliding Aang's pants down his legs and exposing
the rest of his shapely features. Aang made no special acknowledgement of this
gesture either and kept his focus on Zuko's mouth.
It wasn't until Aang began to suddenly tickle Zuko that Katara saw that his
pants were missing. This new and spontaneous sign of affection caught Zuko off
guard, and he tried to push his friend off of him to stop the relentless
tickling. Katara's heart skipped a beat when Aang's manhood came into view; it
bounced vigorously as the boys fought for dominance in the tickle fight. It was
only partially erect after being exposed to the chill night air, but to Katara
it might as well have been rock hard and a foot long. She could literally feel
the blood rushing to her face as she was taken over by embarrassment and a
nagging sense that she should look away. It was only natural to be interested
in Aang's body, but she surprised herself by just how excited she was by it.
Her love for Aang went so far beyond his physical beauty, but she had to learn
to accept her urges rather than repress them.
When Aang's tickling stopped for a mere second, Zuko took the opportunity to
push him off. Aang fell backwards and made a dent in the wet sand; it was
another one of the many things that brought out his wonderful laughter. As he
rolled over and held his sides, Zuko pounced on him and kissed him on the
cheek. Before Aang could react, Zuko immediately got up and ran towards the
water. While Katara waited for Aang to get up, she listened to the loud
splashes of Zuko's feet, which began to slow down as the firebender also
awaited Aang. Katara's eyes were finally adjusting to the lack of light, and
she could make out more of Zuko's striking features. He had his arms bent
behind his head as he turned towards Aang, and every impressive bulge of his
muscles came into view as he flexed. Katara couldn't blame Aang for being so
willing to fall into Zuko's arms, and she suddenly remembered her own hug with
the prince. She wished she had taken more time to appreciate how it felt to
press her body against his, but she had had more important things to
concentrate on at the time.
"Come on!" Zuko said in a harsh whisper as he rolled up his pant legs.
Aang stood up and took a few moments to stretch, and Katara's patience was
rewarded. He was gorgeous! She had seen him shirtless more times than she could
count, but removing that one extra bit of clothing made all the difference. She
felt as if she was going to die every time he made even the slightest flex, and
what was going on between his legs nearly made her faint. His manhood was
springing to life right before her eyes. A little cool breeze couldn't keep
Aang down for long, but Katara's view was cut short when Aang turned to Zuko.
Katara held her breath for a moment. The boy she loved now had his back turned
to her, and his burning arousal pointed to Zuko…not her. Katara felt tears
collecting in her eyes. She would give almost anything to be on the other side,
but she slowly realized that she was at peace with it. She got a hold of
herself and wiped her tears; a motherly smile replaced her heartbroken
expression. As Aang followed Zuko into the shallow water, Katara felt as if she
were letting go of Aang in a way. At least for now. She was so proud of
everything he had accomplished, and he had earned this touching relationship
with Zuko. If the prince was to be the Avatar's calm before the storm, then
Katara found that deep down she could only be happy for him.
***** The Tall Figure *****
Chapter Summary
     Aang and Zuko move their relationship closer to the point of no
     return, and Katara can't decide whether she's excited or jealous.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not
     make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They
     belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon,
     and all of those other people
Aang waded through the water, until it was just above his knees. Zuko was there
beside him, and he placed his hand on the younger boy’s shoulder to pull him
into a hug. Katara caught a glimpse of a fairly large bulge growing beneath the
dark red fabric of Zuko’s pants; Aang seemed to notice it right away too. He
smiled and leaned in closer to his horny friend, but Katara didn’t share his
excitement...at the moment. Zuko’s bulge sent a relentless feeling of jealousy
through her; she wished her own longing for Aang could be shown in such a
simple and telling way.
Thankfully, Katara’s sense of inner peace returned when the boys joined in yet
another kiss. Zuko leaned his head down and held Aang tightly as the young
airbender pressed his hands against Zuko’s inviting chest. Katara sighed with
relief as her attention was taken away from Zuko’s intimidating bulge, and she
continued to be mesmerized by the unlikely love she was witnessing. Aang’s head
bent back to reach Zuko’ lips, and the two of them silently reassured each
other of their feelings. Katara was in awe of how their love could shift
between being playful and passionate so naturally, but then she was reminded
that Aang had always had that aspect to his personality, which was one of the
many reasons she adored him.
The boys held onto each other for several minutes while barely moving or making
a sound, until Aang began to slide himself down Zuko’s body. He left a trail of
kisses to the base of his neck and across his shoulders, and he stopped at
Zuko’s chest to place an especially wet kiss on each of his nipples. Katara
stared at Zuko to gauge his reaction. He stood still at first as if he didn’t
know how to react to Aang’s slightly awkward gesture, but soon he was stroking
the boy’s smooth head and pressing him in closer. Their faint silhouette
against the pitch black sky sent shivers down Katara’s spine. There was a tall
and muscular figure embracing a shorter, yet equally gorgeous, figure that
clutched at his broad chest. Katara was transported to the depths of her
innermost fantasies, and for a split second she had forgotten who she was
looking at. For that brief moment, she was in a dream, and she wanted nothing
more than to caress the naked bodies that stood before her.
The reality of what Katara was experiencing came back to her, and she clung to
her love for Aang, who was still kissing every inch of Zuko’s chest. Katara had
fantasized about him clutching to her breast like that for such a long time,
and seeing him fulfill those fantasies with someone else was as thrilling as it
was disheartening. But as hard as it was, she was managing to cast off her own
selfishness. Aang was taking such a delight in his connection with Zuko that
Katara couldn’t help but smile through her fickle tears.
After releasing one of Zuko’s nipples with a playfully loud pop, Aang continued
his trail of kisses down to Zuko’s abs; Katara’s smile widened as she watched
him kiss each toned muscle individually. After Zuko’s perfect stomach was
marked with delicate kisses, the young airbender finally reached the only piece
of clothing Zuko had on. Everything seemed to suddenly go especially quiet for
a moment, and Katara held her breath. Aang was reaching a point where there was
no turning back, and Katara couldn’t tell if she was excited or terrified. She
felt a sudden instinct to rush out and stop them, but her curiosity and fear of
being caught held her back.
Aang pulled Zuko’s pants down slowly, and he was immediately greeted by the
full force of Zuko’s manhood. It sprung up after being released from its
confines and stuck out straight towards him; there was nothing subtle about
Zuko’s desires. Even in the dark, Katara could tell that Aang loved it. She was
certainly impressed herself…
Katara had been nervous about Zuko’s obvious intentions, but her doubts
miraculously vanished once his entire body was uncovered. The bulge between his
legs was no longer a painful reminder that he could give Aang something that
she never could; it was now just another amazing part of Zuko’s body. Although
she felt a little guilty about it, she found herself comparing it to Aang’s.
She wished she could say she preferred Aang’s, but she would only be lying to
herself. The moon lit up Zuko’s body just enough to give her a stunning view of
his erection. It had an intense masculine presence that Aang’s was somehow
missing, and she began to imagine how it would feel....
Her guilt aside, Katara was glad that she and Aang shared a common interest in
Zuko.
“…Zuko?!” Katara suddenly screamed in her head. “No! What am I thinking?!
Checking him out is one thing…but this is different. I think I actually…want
him.”
Her own bluntness scared her, and she wished she could go back to just
repressing that hidden flicker of lust she had for Zuko.
“I love Aang,” she reassured herself, “but…that doesn’t mean I can’t… No! I
can’t be such a hypocrite! I’ve only just forgiven Zuko for everything he’s
done. It shouldn’t be this easy for me to suddenly look at him like this…”
As she tried to rationalize her conflicting feelings, she slowly turned away
from the boys and inched her way silently away from their private spot.
“It’s different for Aang,” she continued. “He never really hated Zuko in the
first place…and…and he’s bonded with him more. But how can I be thinking of him
that way?! I can’t… Aang and I are supposed to be together…aren’t we?”
She stopped crawling and hesitated for a moment. “Does Aang want to be with
Zuko now…instead of me? No! That’s ridiculous! Of course he doesn’t… He just
wants to…bond…with him. It’s only natural for them to be doing this…”
The obvious silliness of Katara’s last thought did little to help calm her
down. “Natural?! …they’re naked…and kissing! …but that doesn’t mean they’re in
love. Exactly! Nothing about what they’re doing necessarily means they’re in
love!”
What had been a beautiful experience had turned into a panic; Katara’s
confidence was crumbling. Suddenly her denial came crashing down on her, and
she literally collapsed.
“But it was their love that turned me on in the first place…”
***** Friendship's Longing *****
Chapter Summary
     Aang and Zuko take their intimacy further.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not
     make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They
     belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon,
     and all of those other people.
Katara was on her stomach with her face buried in the sand with no idea of what
to do next. The initial excitement was starting to wear off, and now she was
just tired. Tired of her sexual appetites and tired of her relentless sense of
duty to Aang. She loved him and wanted to be with him more than almost anything
she could imagine, but for a few moments she just wanted to be Katara. She
needed to let go of her doubts, no matter how justified, and just be honest
with herself. For all she knew, the world could end in only a matter of days.
This one night needed to be for her as much as it was for Aang, and she decided
she had to let herself stop worrying. If she lived through the Comet, then she
would have plenty of time to worry about where Aang’s heart would end up. But
for the time being, there were two beautiful boys putting on a show that a girl
like Katara would have to be crazy to ignore.
She sprung up from her brief depression and quickly turned around to return to
her peeking spot. When she caught sight of Aang and Zuko again, she felt a
familiar warmth in her cheeks as she blushed. She let out a quiet sound that
was somewhere between gasping and laughing, and she quickly covered her mouth
to stifle it. What she saw delighted her, and she could hardly contain herself.
Aang’s head was level with Zuko’s hips, and the airbender was moving gently
back and forth. Even though Katara had never really imagined two people doing
something like this, it only took her a second to realize what was going on.
She smiled and shook with a nervous excitement like a child after learning
something wonderfully new.
Zuko had his hands placed gently on Aang’s head, and he grunted softly as his
hips bucked into Aang’s intimate embrace. Katara echoed Zuko’s reaction with a
restrained whimper. Any misgivings she still held onto about a homosexual
relationship disappeared that very moment. The boy she loved was pleasuring
another boy right before her eyes, and there was nothing immoral about it. It
was beautiful. Something about the situation made Katara truly feel like a
woman for the first time. She was physically alone, but her mind was racing
with intense thoughts of love that mingled with a lust that she’d never really
known until now. She wanted Aang. She wanted Zuko. And she wanted them to want
each other.
Aang was very careful with Zuko, and he took his time as he slid his friend
deeper into his mouth. His playful hands groped Zuko’s firm backside, trying to
coax more reactions from him. Katara pictured the time she’d hugged Zuko, and
she imagined what would have happened if she’d reached for the same spot that
Aang was now so eagerly exploring. Zuko shivered and leaned into his friend’s
loving touch, and Katara could just barely hear the ragged sound of his
breathing over the steady sounds of the ocean.
Katara’s less sentimental side started to take over, and she noticed her
fantasies growing even more intense and unexpected. She had longed for Aang to
mount her and kiss up and down her naked body like he had done to Zuko, but now
she put herself in Aang’s place rather than Zuko’s. She wanted to be the one
with the prince’s masculine pride clasped between her lips. Zuko’s body called
out to the Katara’s most immodest cravings.
Katara’s heart swelled as she watched Aang give Zuko’s erection a playful kiss.
He was still the same Aang no matter what he was doing. Zuko’s panting shifted
back to his wonderful laughter, and he braved the cold water to hug his friend.
Now both boys were on their knees with the gentle waves splashing at their
waists. Zuko’s tenderness continued to impress Katara, and she was so relieved
that Aang had him for a firebending teacher…and a lover.
After their hug, the boys stood up and walked back up the beach to their
wrestling grounds. As they made their way back to their dying campfire, Zuko
shyly reached out to hold Aang’s had, but Aang answered by enthusiastically
wrapping his arm around his friend’s shoulder. Katara was reminded that there
was so much more going on between these two than just intense sexual desire. So
much more. Their raging hormones were equally matched by their loving
friendship.
Katara’s own lust calmed down for the moment as her thoughts returned to the
love she was witnessing. It was a love that she now felt the need to protect
and cherish. Her jealousy was gone. She didn’t know how her relationship with
Aang could continue as she had always hoped it would, but that slowly started
to matter less and less. She had the opportunity to enjoy something more
complex. Something far deeper. Something more forbidden and erotic.
Aang pulled Zuko down onto the sand, and they embraced in a clumsy hug as Aang
tried to cushion the fall. After being separated for so long, their lips
quickly returned to each other. Katara could see each drawn out movement of
their jaws as they explored each other’s mouths, and she was intrigued by how
aggressive Aang was becoming. He rolled Zuko over and kept his face pressed
firmly against his, and his mouth engulfed Zuko’s lips and tongue with a
relentless force that Zuko seemed to enjoy as much as Katara.
Katara suddenly noticed she had been shivering for quite some time, whether it
was from excitement or the cold, she couldn’t tell. The boys showed no signs of
acknowledging the cold at all. Even after being soaked and standing naked
against the chilled breeze, they remained unaffected. Katara rubbed her hands
against her bare arms and tried to imagine how nice it would be to share
someone’s body heat. Although they were completely naked, Aang and Zuko’s
passion was more than enough to keep them warm.
Aang suddenly pulled his head back and snuggled up to Zuko. They were virtually
joined at the hips now. Zuko closed his eyes and stayed still while Aang began
to place tiny kisses on his lips. Katara noticed that their campfire was slowly
dying, but just at that moment it flared up slightly. Zuko let out a deep sigh,
and the burning embers reignited and brought the campfire back to its steady
burn. Zuko clutched Aang as they began to grind their hips together. Katara
couldn’t see what was happening between their legs, but she took the campfire’s
behavior as a hint.
Aang leaned over to Zuko’s ear and seemed to be whispering something, but
Katara couldn’t hear a thing. The smile on Zuko’s face wasn’t enough to give
her any specific clues to Aang’s private message, but she ran a few guesses
through her mind: “You’re so big…” or “You’re amazing…” or “I love you…”
***** Sweet Sounds *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I do not
     make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story. They
     belong to Bryan Konietzko, Michael DiMartino, Viacom, Nickelodeon,
     and all of those other people.
“Aang?” Zuko said, loud enough for Katara to hear.
“Yeah?” said Aang.
“Nothing…”
Katara leaned in closer, being careful not to make a sound. The hint of doubt
in Zuko’s voice hit her with a sudden nervousness.
“Tell me,” said Aang, rolling off of Zuko and sitting up beside him in front of
the campfire.
Zuko sat up and rubbed the back of his neck. “What about Katara?”
Katara literally stopped breathing. Her fantasies disappeared like dust in the
wind. It was as if this wonderful night of love and passion suddenly didn’t
matter. Katara had interrupted Aang and Zuko. She hadn’t stepped out to stop
them. They didn’t even know she was only a few yards away. Her connection with
Aang still found its way in. Katara wondered why she didn’t feel even the
slightest hint of relief that she had been remembered. Before Aang even said
anything, she knew she was only holding him back at this point. Something she
never even would have imagined just an hour earlier.
“Are you saying we can’t be together?” asked Aang.
“I just know that Katara means a lot to you and—.”
“She does.” The two boys sat side by side, but neither of them looked at the
other. They both kept their eyes on the slowly dying fire in front of them.
“Have you two ever…?”
“No,” said Aang with obvious disappointment in his voice.
“So before tonight you’d never—.”
“Why? Have you?” Aang looked over at Zuko. “Didn’t you have a girlfriend before
you joined us?”
“Yeah…” Zuko picked up a twig on the edge of the fire and threw into the
flames.
“So you and her…”
“Yeah,” said Zuko rather abruptly. “She was my first…and only, until you.”
There was a long silence. Katara couldn’t read how Aang was feeling, but she
personally felt like some of the magic had been lost. The idea of the reserved
virgin prince opening up, sexually and emotionally, to the young virgin Avatar
was no longer a reality. Their relationship was still beautiful and
unexpectedly romantic, but Katara’s admittedly selfish embellishments were
stripped away. She didn’t want something like this to bother her, but it did.
The thought of Zuko losing his virginity with Mai didn’t have the spark that
she’d witnessed between him and Aang.
“That’s not fair for me to judge,” she thought to herself. “Why should I assume
his relationship with Mai was any less meaningful than Aang’s relationship with
me? Just because Aang and I never…” She suddenly wished she had. Why hadn’t she
shared that experience with Aang? There had been so many chances. “That doesn’t
matter now. None of it does. It’s Aang and Zuko now…”
Zuko finally broke the silence. “She never did that to me before though.”
“What?”
Katara understood immediately, and she smiled at Aang’s adorable confusion.
Assuming Zuko was telling the truth, her little Aang had pleasured Zuko in a
way that no one had before. She clasped her hands together and pressed them
against her chest. Her giddiness wiped away her guilt and disappointment.
Zuko nudged his head back towards the water as a hint. Aang suddenly
understood.
“Oh. Well… It was nothing. It just seemed like the natural thing to do. Because
y’know…it’s the sort of thing I’d want someone to do to me.”
“I guess it’s not fair that I didn’t return the favor, huh?” said Zuko leaning
closer to Aang’s side.
“That’s not what I meant,” said Aang, suddenly acting embarrassed. “I mean… You
don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”
Zuko positioned himself between Aang’s legs and stared at his friend’s eager
erection.
“How could I not want to?” said Zuko, looking up at Aang.
From Katara’s hiding place, she couldn’t see exactly what was going on, but it
didn’t take much effort to figure it out. Zuko was lying on his stomach with
his head between Aang’s legs. Aang looked nervous yet extremely excited. Katara
wanted to be there and hold him during this special moment. Even though she’d
lost the opportunity to be Aang’s first, she was grateful that she was there to
witness what Zuko was doing for him.
Aang’s fingers dug into Zuko’s black hair, and his feet slowly lifted off the
ground. It was as if some magical energy was passing through Aang and making
his body float. His ankles twitched, and his toes curled. He was certainly more
animated than Zuko had been when there roles were reversed. The prince had
shown his enjoyment and appreciation with more subdued gestures. Aang was
anything but subdued, and Katara loved every second of it. She’d never seen
Aang so enthralled in anything before. Even his most rigorous training didn’t
come close to bringing Aang this level of pure physical expression. It was as
if he’d cast off everything that he was, and all that mattered was the boy
between his legs and the feelings he had for him.
Katara couldn’t tell if Zuko had changed his pace or the rhythm of his
technique, but something happened to make Aang start to cry out. It startled
Katara at first, and she actually turned around quickly as if she expected
Sokka, Suki, and Toph to suddenly appear after being woken up. Fortunately Aang
was far from being loud enough to alert anyone to their presence, but he was
certainly loud. His voice ceased to even sound like it belonged to him. The
sounds Katara heard were like nothing even remotely close to anything Aang had
made earlier that night. His voice had gotten noticeably deeper over the last
month or so, but if Katara hadn’t been looking straight at him, she would have
thought she was hearing a girl.
Aang’s dramatic panting and gasping was cut short every few seconds with a high
pitched moan that lit up every nerve in Katara’s body the moment she heard it.
The look on Aang’s face made her melt. She wanted to run up to Zuko and hug him
for what he was doing for Aang. Her sweet little airbender was experiencing the
pinnacle of sexual pleasure. His mouth was wide open, and his head dipped and
swayed along with each of his beautiful moans.
“Oh, Zuko,” he finally managed to say. “You’re…” But one of his own sweet gasps
cut him short.
Soon Aang’s back arched, and his head leaned back with it. Katara was treated
with more of Aang’s wailing. He cried out for Zuko and quickly wrapped his legs
around him. His hands pressed Zuko’s head closer to him as Zuko’s head appeared
to bob up and down faster and faster.
“I love you,” he moaned.
Katara’s heart filled with a bittersweet mixture of absolute joy and repressed
jealousy. Within seconds, Aang lost his grip on Zuko, and his hands flopped
down to his side. His breathing slowed down, and Zuko sat back up, cutting off
Katara’s view of Aang. Katara fell backwards as if she’d shared in Aang’s
intense orgasm.
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