Katara, of the Fire Nation

Chapter 32

Just a shot chapter update, it's all I've been able to do due to personal issues and writer's block. <3 you guys!

Hungry, that's the only word to describe the couple. They were hungry for each other, starved of each other's touch and desperate to satiate their hunger.

"I love you," Katara whispers as she straddles Zuko on their couch, her hips gyrate teasingly as her hand's grip on the couch's back.

Zuko hums in the back of his throat as his wife's lips crush on his, their tongues meet and Katara's hands move to Zuko's face.

Zuko thrusts upwards and Katara's eyes widen, she breaks the kiss to let out a foul, sultry curse before grinding down and leaning forward to skim her teeth over Zuko's shoulder.

Zuko can't hold back anymore, as he erupts inside of Katara a small curl of fire licks out of his mouth.

"Fuck," he hisses as Katara stills above him, she kisses his lips and purrs against him.

Later that evening, Katara and Zuko lay in bed together, Katara is curled next to Zuko, watching him as he lays there with his eyes closed.

"I wish we could stay in this moment forever," Katara whispers, she caresses Zuko's face and her husband smiles and then opens his eyes to look at Katara.

"We have to go back to the capitol," Zuko says, "soon, we've been gone too long."

"I know," Katara says, she wraps her arm around Zuko's waist and rests her head on Zuko's shoulder as the Fire Lord puts his hands behind his head and closes his eyes again.

Katara lays with Zuko, she stays by his side for ten more minutes before getting out of bed and going out onto the balcony where she stands in the cool air with nothing but a sheer robe on, contempt to just live in the moment.

When Katara and Zuko return to the capitol everything seems to move at double speed, the royal pair are pulled from meeting to meeting.

One evening, Katara sits in the bathtub, submerged in water, her head tipped back as she relaxes in the warm water.

"There you are," Zuko breathes, walking into the bathroom, "How are you feeling?"

"Better," Katara says, opening her eyes to look up at her husband, "Still a touch nauseous, but it's settling."

Katara gets out of the bath and then takes the towel that Zuko holds out for her.

That night as Katara lays in bed with her husband, she feels the moons pull, she looks out the window and realises that it's been almost a whole month and a half since she last bleed.

Things have been so hectic that Katara hasn't really noticed how she hasn't bleed since she returned from republic city.

"Zuko," Katara gapes, she reaches out and grabs Zuko's arm, jolting him out of his sleep.

"What is it?" Zuko groans, he looks to Katara, his eyes wide and his heart racing.

"I'm pregnant," Katara says, her eyes equally wide but there is a smile plastered on her face.

"What?" Zuko gapes, he awakens fully and looks to Katara in shock, "What?"

"I'm pregnant," Katara repeats, she looks to Zuko and watches as he realises what she's saying, watches how his face changes from shock, into surprise and then excitement.

"Are you sure?" he asks, sceptical only for a moment until Katara nods her head in certainty.

Things begin to move and change quickly, as Katara starts to show, Zuko orders for almost the entire palace to be redecorated and changed.