Opposites Attract (A Kataang Fanfiction)

8.Making out?

Third person POV:
It was already too late when Katara realized what she had done,Aang lips were completely frozen against hers.

Cursing herself over and over again, she immediately pulled away . Already regretting her actions. What the hell was she thinking?!

"Katara..... I-"

She didn't even let Aang finish his sentence before she was blotting out the door,not caring if the men were still outside.

Stupid!stupid, I'm so fucking stupid!

In the mist of her self loathing,she hadn't noticed then men from earlier,approaching from down the hall.

Luckily Aang pulled her back and used his supernatural speed to take the them to the opposing hall.He pressed her against the wall and Katara was about to protest but he quickly put his hand over her mouth,Making the girl stay silent.

Katara sincerely hope Aang couldn't hear how loud her heart was beating,she didn't want to embarrass herself any further.

They waited until the coast was clear,and Aang eased his hold on her and Katara took the opportunity to push him away from her.

She tried to calm her stupid heart down as she attempted to walk away yet again,Unfortunately she wasn't successful this time. She felt Aang hands tightly wrapped around her wrist,stopping from leaving.

"Katara" he called out,but there's no way she was going to turn around, she knew what was he knew what he wanted to say.

Something along the lines of 'I'm sorry I don't see you that way' or some bullshit like that.

When she didn't face him,Aang took the liberty to turn her over himself.She was expecting a laid down rejection but it never came,instead she left a pair of lips pressed softly against her's.

She didn't know what to do at first, but eventually her brain finally registered that this man was kissing her.

Her body acted on it's own,quickly kissing him back. Their lips moved in sync like they had done this a million times before.

The two parted momentarily,both their forehead resting on top each other,with Aang's warm hands caressing her cheeks . It was quiet, Katara nibbled on her bottom lip, not knowing what to do.

She noticed his eyes eyes glanced down to lips, before he released a low groan, and before Katara knew what was happening,her back was pressed against a wall,with his lips on hers once again.

It wasn't as innocent as the last one,this time, he kissed her with burning passion, his hands exploring every curve of her body.

Katara couldn't help but moan when his tongue slipped into her mouth,there was no fight for dominance because he took total control. She was left breathless as he felt him exploring every inch of my mouth.

A needy whine escaped her lips and she grabbed onto His board shoulders, she was sure her knees were about to give out.

It seemed like Aang had other ideas, he took both her hands and pinned them above her head,holding her wrist tightly.

His other arm went around her waist and he pulled her body closer whilst leaving trails of kisses from her lips to her neck.

Katara felt like she was drowning in fucking pleasure, she tried so hard to keep all the embarrassing sound that threatened to escape her lips.

But she couldn't help the deep moan that left her when felt his tongue twirl on the side of her neck.

"Fuck,do even hear yourself?" He said gruffly,before placing a kiss behind her ear,drawing out another deep moan.

"Aang" Katara breathe out feeling her panties getting more drenched by every fucking minute.

"Fuck!,do you have any idea what you do to me gattina" Katara let her head fall to side,another embarrassing moan falling from her lips when she felt Aang gently kneading her breast.

Aang eyes never left her face,studying every single expression she made.He watched carefully as she shivered when his thumb brushed her nipple through the material.

"Tell me principessa" he leaned into her face, letting his lips ghost over her ear,then proceeded to twirl her nipple with his skilled fingers.

Katara back arched off the wall whilst she released the sluttiest groan she had ever fucking heard.

Her hands were still pinned above her head so all she could do is buck her hips into the air,hoping to find some kind of relief.

"If i touch you right now,will you be wet for me?"

Katara gulped nervously,knowing damn well her panties were practically soaked.

She could only think of one thing,where was Aang? And who was this man that was trying to fucking kill her.

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