Ember Island Players - Zuko and Katara's Night

Blue and Gold

Their lips pulled away, and Zuko slowly raised his head to look at Katara's face. The moon illuminates her blue eyes, almost as bright as the moon itself, and it's also gazing back at his. Her lips, swollen and wet from the passionate kissing he's done, almost curves back as if inviting him to kiss her some more.

"Remember I said 'I won't do anything to you'... well unless you want to, I'll..." Zuko did not finish his sentence because it was Katara who caught his lips again. She's now almost sitting, her arms tightly wrapped around Zuko's neck. She pulled away to remove her brooch and belt, and Zuko pulled down the fabric, making the dress come off almost instantly. Zuko also pulled her closer to undo her wrapping, and when he's done, he also pulled off what's remaining of his bottoms, and his erections is already at its peak. Katara gasped, both of the sight and her own embarrassment. She realized that she's now exposed, all for Zuko to explore.

With his strength, Zuko pinned her down to the bed, kissing her neck. He worked his way to her chest and kissed her round breasts. As he pulled away, he looked at Katara's eyes again, as if reading her expression. She was already panting and he could feel her throbbing in his arms. He placed his hands on top of her core and began touching her. She's trying to hard not to moan loudly (of course she cares to the others who are sleeping), but the muffled moans just turns on Zuko all the more.

Katara gasped as she know she's already so wet down there. She also looked at Zuko's eyes, begging him to satisfy her relentless desire. It seems that the message got to Zuko, and he slowly got up and took place between her legs. She hesitates to spread it even more, but it seems like her legs are already working on their own. They instantly moved as Zuko placed his hand on them. Slowly, he made his way to her entrance and moved gently, making sure that she is not hurt or uncomfortable.

"Zuko..." Katara said as she guides his hands to her face. The warmth coming from his hands is exhilarating. It's almost like the touch of the sun, it energizes, and it wills all her senses to his command. His huge hand now wraps around her jaw, and her wet lips found its way to feel his thumb. She caught it and sucked its warmth. It's as if their body already knew what to do, the moment they become one. Katara's core throbbed in every slow movement, and as soon as she relaxed, Zuko thrusted harder, faster.

He pressed his body hard and Katara kept whispering "Zuko..." as if willing her to give her all he's got. Her hands touched every line of his chest, his arms, his back. She reached for his ears, where his scar ends, and moved her thumb to touch the line where it ends on his cheek. Katara looked into his eyes so deeply, as if longing for something, even if it is right in front of her.

Because of this, he knew that she has also wanted him for so long. Before all this, there is just no way that they would be together. But fate has its own way, and it led them to each other. And now here they are, alone, on his bed, just the dim-lit lamp and the moon, with faint rushing of waves in the distance.

"Zuko, don't stop, please..." Katara cried.
Almost at the same time, as if in tune, their bodies released. But being the honorable one that he is, Zuko quickly pulled out, so it won't go inside her. After releasing on her soft thigh skin, he fell on top of Katara, feeling her warmth, her throbbing, and her breath that quickly escaped from her mouth. He always noticed every small details, but he has always chased them all way. And now, there's no reason for that anymore. He kissed her shoulder, her collarbone, her neck and then her lips.

He finally pulled away and settled beside her, still catching his breath, but he still has much strength left to set Katara under his arms, enveloping her with his warmth. He pulls Katara like she weighs nothing. Katara is liking the warmth so far, and she snuggled closer to him, so close that her breath reaches his chest.

For a while, they listened to the distant rushing of the waves, crashing to the shore, and to the rocks. After a while, Zuko pulled his arms from Katara, and moved so that he could look at her face. His warm hands, got a hold of her chin, and she looked at his golden eyes.

"I love you, Katara." His eyes welled, as if a huge splinter was finally taken off his chest.

Katara wiped off the tear the fell from the corner of his eye. "I love you, too, Zuko."

Zuko pulled her face closer to him and kissed her.