Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Again ❯ Bonus: Zutara Smut ( Chapter 17 )

Sadly I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender :D It belongs to Nick and its Original creators.

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This is the SMUT chapter, so you've been warned. You do not have to read it unless you want to.

I am still a new writer and this is a tester fanfiction for another one that I am currently planning that will hopefully be much better, critiques are highly welcomed

 

Breathe Again

~Chapter 15.5: Zutara Smut~

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“Every roommate kept awake,

By every sigh and scream we make,

All the feelings that I get…

But I still don't miss you yet.”

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Katara stared blankly at the thick mahogany door before her, she had spent most of the day with Ty Lee and Mai; but the two girls had done little to calm her turbulent mind. Her face had gone scarlet several times at the mere mentioning of Zuko's name. She had finally decided she needed to leave when Ty Lee became suspicious of suspicious of her. She shook her head as she once again felt heat radiating from her cheeks, and then allowing her curiosity to get the better of her she twisted the handle with an unsteady hand.

 

The waterbender's heart sunk as she was met with a dimly lit and empty chamber, she sighed closing the door behind her and pouting in disappointment. She was about to head to her room when she felt two strong arms snake around her waist. “…You're late…” She shivered as Zuko's hot breath blew softly across the flesh just below her ear causing goose bumps to rise upon her neck.

 

The Prince pulled her over to the bed silently, his back to her, “Katara… I need you.” He groaned pulling her too him as he sat down on the edge of the bed, she squeaked in slight surprise as she felt his arousal against her thigh, she blushed slightly at their now awkward position. But, no matter how awkward it felt, she couldn't help but admit to herself that she liked it, A LOT. She repositioned herself slightly wrapping her legs around him and putting her arms around his neck, her eyes widened slightly as she noticed the powerful look in his eyes.

 

“… I need you too, Zuko.” She whispered before kissing him passionately, Zuko smirked into the kiss sliding his tongue across her lower lip requesting her permission for entrance. She applied almost instantly parting her lips for him, he grunted slightly as she began to grind her hips downward in a slow pace; the friction was driving him mad. But he knew she was just teasing him in return for how he had teased her earlier that day. He heard her giggle slightly in response to his now fading self control, he pouted slightly as she pulled away from him a smug look across her features.

“Do you like that, Zuzu…?” She asked he nodded before nuzzling her neck gently with his nose, “Katara… You don't have to do this, if you don't want to, but…” She shook her head lightly her bangs tickling his forehead, “Don't worry Zuko, I couldn't think about much today because of what you did to me earlier, I want this as much as you.”

 

Zuko smiled as he reversed their positions so he was leaning over her his bangs now hanging very close to his eyes, Katara giggled slightly as he tore at her sash hastily; “Do you need help?” She asked in a lower tone her half lidded eyes now filled with a lust of their own. He nodded sitting back slightly as she delicately moved the cloth, slowly untying the sash and tossing it aside before she began to slowly remove the outer layer of her top.

 

Katara smiled inwardly as she took note to Zuko's ever watchful gaze, he seemed to be entranced by this simple removal of clothing; his amber eyes following every move her small hands made and every twitch of the cloth they were moving. She threw the outer coat in the same general direction that the sash had been thrown, but how and where they landed were of little importance at this point. She pouted slightly as she attempted to reach her mid back where the end of her chest wrapping was located, “I can't reach it… You'll have to help me Zuko.”

 

She said leaning in close to him, the Prince nodded quickly wrapping his arms around her to fumble with the tightly wrapped white strip of cloth. He pulled her closer to him feeling his pants grow a little tighter as he felt her nipples graze his chest through the soft material between him and her even softer flesh. Groaning softly he pulled on the slightly uplifted end of the strip loosening the chest wrappings instantly, he then removed it carelessly throwing it over his shoulder before pushing her down against the bed and gazing upon her perfectly shaped breasts.

 

He averted his gaze momentarily as he felt her small fingertips graze the flesh just above the waistline of pants, “May I…?” She asked cutely, her gaze curiously locked upon the slight tent in his pants. He nodded silently and helped her as she slid them off of him; he shivered slightly as the cool air hit his skin. But then another shiver was sent down the length of his spine as he felt her curiosity gently stroking the tip of his manhood, gasping Zuko sighed out her name in response to the small, simple and imploring touch of her cool hands upon his heated flesh.

 

“S-stop… If you don't I won't be able to control myself…” He whispered his eyes shut tightly and his muscles tightened as she gently moved her hand over him, Katara pouted slightly but lay back and allowed him to slide her pants and undergarments off as well. She blushed as she felt him brush her inner thigh, his flesh warm against her own, and every simple touch sending a pulse through out her entire body like nothing she had felt before. Not even like earlier, no… This was far more intense, now they were going to become one. They were going to show their love for one another; she could already see love in his gentle but passionate gaze.

 

“Katara… This is going to hurt, I'm sorry…” He said kissing her cheek lightly, she smiled. “So I was told, my gran gran and mother weren't very shy about this kind of thing… They always told me it was the snake-eel and the cave though.” She said with a slight chuckle, he nodded and positioned himself over her his gaze soft and concentrated. Katara gasped as he thrust into her suddenly, the pain was sharp and surprising but not all that intense. She could feel her muscles tighten at the sudden intrusion, but pain soon turned to pleasure as Zuko pulled out and then quickly but gently thrust back into her. She dug her nails into his shoulder blades and threw her head back as she felt the pressure building in her lower abdomen.

 

Zuko began to pick up speed as the young woman below him began to squirm and sigh with pleasure, he could feel her muscles beginning to spasm as they had done earlier this morning in the bath, she suddenly broke into a fit of moans and half screams her shaking voice muttering broken words. “Zu- - Oh! F-faster…” She wept unable to control herself, Zuko did his best to oblige and found himself quickly reaching his climax as she suddenly went into her own. Her moans and cries filled his ears and the room as she shook with pleasure; he could no longer hold it back and with a loud grunt of his own Zuko met his own release not a moment later.

 

The two of them lay panting; sweat clinging to their spent bodies as they tried to catch their breath, the Prince collapsed softly his head resting just beside the crook of her neck. Katara sighed finally after several minutes her nails moving gently against his still slightly moist back, “Zuko… I love you.” She whispered into his ear, at first when he didn't respond she thought that he might have fallen asleep but she felt a light kiss on her neck and a soft sigh in her ear. “I love you too, Katara.” He said in a tired voice, she smiled allowing her eyes to close as they lay there still connected for that little moment of peace.

 

She could feel it, soon they wouldn't be able to share moments like these, Aang, Sokka and Toph would be trying to rescue her soon. And then what would happen? Could she leave him? And how would he react? She shook her head slightly and pushed such thoughts away as she slowly slipped into a light sleep.

 

Zuko smiled to himself as he listened intently to the soft rhythm of her breathing, he could tell she was very close to sleeping now that her breathing had slowed and evened out, he loved the way her skin felt so perfect against his own. He was going to cherish this moment while he could, Azula was up to something, but what he couldn't quite be sure. She had made it quite clear earlier that day that she did not approve of letting Katara live such a pleasant life now that she was a captive. He frowned softly as he too began to succumb to his fatigue…