My arm still wrapped around her neck as I squeezed tightly. My body released my seed deep inside her.
Softening up my grip I heard Katara's panting body as mine did the same.
"Just admit you stole it... and I could stop tomorrow," I whispered in he...
"Make sure to walk behind me" I ordered quickly taking a glance behind me as we walked down the hall. "Stay close" Leaving out my chamber I could tell Katara was tense, her breathing becoming unbalanced as she followed closely to me. Her footsteps matched mine, only hers added a clicking noise provided by the heeled shoes I had her wear.
The fear Katara had was clearly written on her face, with hesitant in her eyes which shifted from each guard lined against the corridor we passed by. Zuko had left Katara alone for the day in his chambers, secured with a guard outside, as she came to grips with her reality. As she was forced to take in what he said, Zuko made certain to have a servant dress her according to his preference. Looking over his shoulders quickly once more he stole another look at Katara pleased with what he had seen.
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Katara wore a long dark green cheongsam with a beautiful gold silk design that the servant dressed her in. The stitchwork embraced Katara's curved tiny waist. The long slit to the left side allowed her shapely legs to step forward without tripping. The outfit encapsulates a woman's modesty while embracing her softness, and beauty.
Adding to Katara's grace, her long dark brown hair was braided into two rows going back, stopping at her neck, tied off. Allowing the rest to be loosely draped around her covered shoulders. To him, she looked like the meaning of perfection.
"Fire Lord!" Mai yelled out rushing to him, her two maids following behind as one was biting her nails nervously, and the other was far too scared to look up. Mai's usual dull eyes glowed in amber with anger. "What the hell are you doing with her?! I knew it! I damn well knew it!" Growing closer her thin long hand lifted high in the air ready to land a blow at the prey who would soon be squashed under her foot.
Katara (Yami)
Stumbling back I had no defense, this stupid chain still locked around my neck liberated me of my bending. The hard reality coming face to face with me, I've never had any non-bender training like her. How was I to defend myself against someone so deadly?
Zuko surely knew what he was doing leaving me defenseless like this... watching her scramble towards me made my blood boil knowing how pathetic I was without my bending. With no choice I cowardly over shutting my eyes, bracing myself for the harsh impact that was to come.
*silence* A moment passed and I felt nothing. Not the wind passing across my cheeks, or the loud smack of flesh hitting flesh. Just peaceful silence. Hesitantly blinking my lids opened, and my vision was blurred, but only for a moment before my full sight came back. The large lantern lit in the halls illuminated my vision. Yet the numbness of what I was looking at took full effect as my mouth was left hanging open, I was stunned.
"Fire Lord?.." With questioning and betrayed eyes, Mai felt her heart bleed as it grew dark and heavy with sorrow.
Zuko's hand had caught her mid-air before she could land a slap across Katara's face. The three standing in a triangle, both women's eyes open largely watching the Fire Lord, both in disbelief but for different reasons.
