Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Flight ❯ The Sky ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: sorry for the abrupt stop on the last chapter, hope the break didn't kill your mood. *Evil grin*

So I started this chapter a little ways back to get you back where you left off…

Disclaimer: whatever. Characters=not mine.

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It was such a rush. And so easy to just be swept along, to just flow along with his coaxing, his gentle insistence. Her mind was already full with the things he had done for her, planned exclusively for her. Her heart racing with the memory of the flowers, and the food, and the smile she looked for every morning. And her body quite happy to just float along the currents of pleasure he was creating for her.

Again, he broke from her lips. His eyes were thunderhead grey now, dark and heavy-lidded with affection and desire. She gazed back, eyes unfocused and unquestioning. All those little niggling thoughts in the back of her brain could wait, as far as her consciousness was concerned, there was an Aang, and he was smiling at her, and the world was full of warmth and more Aang. What else need there be?

A sense of caution tried to force it's way up to the forebrain. Just wait, it said. This can't be life, life isn't this good. There's something to object about, if you'd only stop getting carried away by his smile and kisses.

Aang was still gazing at her in a dreamy sort of way. His hands were stopped but now firmly holding her waist against him.

Sluggishly, she realized he was waiting for her. For what exactly she wasn't sure. A word? A movement? For her to tell him off? A slap? A rejection.

An invitation.

She couldn't think. It wasn't fair, him making her think again. His leg was still rubbing against hers, making her hem ride just a bit higher. Damn him, making me think and not think at the same time.

“Katara.” He whispered.

“Aang…” She breathed back. His name, that was a good start. Speaking might jar her mind away from the fuzzy tingles her lips still sent to her brain for processing. She swallowed and tried again.

"Why...are you doing all this? why now?" she whispered, barely audible. 

"Because I want to,” he answered. And her willpower seemed to float away at that point. She knew the way he said it would forever be carved into her memory of this flight. She wanted more, wanted him to say those kinds of sexy things to her, in that sexy way. She wanted...

"Kiss me. Aang. Please. Don't stop." she moaned, and pulled his head down.

Aang moaned and surged forward, covering her body completely with his. This time she lent her own passion to the encounter, clutching tightly at his back. Aggressively winding her leg around his to hold him to her. Her body didn't seem to be able to take gentle teasing kisses anymore. It wanted more. It wanted to feel all of him at once. The kisses were rough, crushing, but still divine.

Her hips kept rubbing against what she thought was Aang's leg, until she thought she felt it twitch in time with her motion. She pulled back a little, at first in surprise, then in mischievous realization. She deliberately ground against the bulge. Aang shuddered. His eyes closed and the most delicious moan escaped his throat. 

Katara felt like she could listen to that moan for forever and it never fail to excite her. 

She HAD to hear more. She bucked again. Moan. Rub. Moan. Rub. 

Suddenly, Aang pounced on her throat like a wild animal. He ground himself against her, pinning her solidly to the tarp. His teeth grazed her neck.

He growled. "Katara."

"Yes?" she crooned in mock sweetness, before rubbing against him again. Aang fought the moan. 

"Stop that."

"Why?" the ferocity in his voice, so uncharacteristic for him, was intoxicating. She trailed her foot along his calf.

"Because," he said through gritted teeth, "It feels Too Good. You're going to...ugh..." she had rubbed him again. "Make me do things you might regret." 

Her curiosity and desire were rising, washing her away like a flood. The fog that had wrapped around her brain was hot and wonderful, and she had no real desire to bend it away....

She tried to buck again, but Aang stubbornly held her down and shifted himself out of her range. But he couldn't seem to bear to more away entirely. So he lay there, his head buried in her hair, and tried to calm his breathing.

 

In the pause, Katara's awareness of her surroundings grew beyond the realm of Aang & his addicting kisses. It was colder without Aang directly above her, and the sun had set. A badger-frog croaked, far in the distance, and a gentle night breeze was rustling the treetops.

Her frantic desire was seeping out of her, slowly, and she felt her shyness and doubt creep back into her system.

“Aang?”

His breath had steadied, and while his heart was still beating hard enough to break out of his chest, at least it was doing so slowly, regularly. His erection seemed to have calmed down too…

He drew himself up to all fours, giving Katara room to move. She was looking at him unreadably, although it didn't look like she was upset or angry…

“Are you Ok?” she asked hesitantly.

“Yeah. I just got…too excited. You?”

Instead of replying, she moved her legs out from beneath him, but kept her gaze fixed into his eyes while she did. Then, seeing his tenseness, she smiled. It was like the sun after rain. Aang nearly collapsed with relief.

“It's ok, Aang. Really.”

“You're not mad at me?”

Katara blinked. “Should I be?” she held her arms out to him. “C'mere.”

He dropped his body beside her, drawing his arms around her at the same time. The night breeze played against their sweaty bodies and relieved them as much as their mutual smiles.

“I was afraid…you might not like it.” Aang confessed, nuzzling her shoulder.

“Not like the flying? I've flown with you before…”

“Heh. I didn't mean the flying.”

Katara suddenly had a mental image of herself doing cartwheels and back flips.

“I wouldn't say no to…a next time.” She replied coyly.

Aang suddenly had a mental image of himself doing cartwheels and back flips.

“Why a next time? Why not a now?” he purred.

“Because it's dark out Aang…” and so it was.

~~~

Aang launched the hang-glider with Airbending, then caught an eastern-blowing breeze back to the temple. Katara lay on her stomach, lazily folding her arms under her. She was suddenly very tired, and couldn't think of anything better than Aang at her side and a short nap.

Well, that wasn't quite true…. she could think of something maybe just a bit better…

“I'd been wanting to do that for a long time.” Aang suddenly broke the silence. “To kiss you. And do all these things for you.”

“Oh really?” she yawned. “I'd have never guessed.” She teased.

“I'm just answering your question.” Aang blushed. “I dunno. I just wanted to let you know. Get things off my chest. Even though we're in a time of peace, I…” he hesitated.

They were close now, the canyon mouth just barely visible, a dark smear across the grey-green landscape.

“Wanted to let you know, before…before I left.”

“What?!” Katara sat up in the canvas, making the craft veer suddenly.

 

“Katara!” aang was struggling to steer the craft one handed, as his other arm was warding off the storm of blows from the furious waterbender. “I can't steer with you hitting me!”

“why?! Why would you leave?! Why are you saying it like you're never coming back!?”

“you can hit me all you want when we get on the ground, but night flying is dangerous enough, much less along this canyon!”

Katara growled in exasperation but conceded the point. She lowered her fists and sat up in the hammock, deliberately not looking at aang. She wanted an explination and she wanted it Now.

 

The glider was barely on the landing platform when katara lept from her seat to bar any escape route aang might have taken from her. Aang, however, drew himself from the hammock slowly, walking as if dragging a great weight. He had put it off, tried to divert the news, but this was the sticking place. The point where he couldn't dodge, distract or flirt his was out of danger. If he didn't tell her straight forwardly, she might try and follow him, and that would be disaster.

But he went ahead and tried for one last attempt to stall…

“katara, lets go somewhere else. I want to sit down. Don't you want to sit? We can go…”

“no.” she nimbly blocked his every stride, flowing like her element to block him from the stairwell. “I think I deserve to hear what this is about right now.”

Aang sighed. “please, katara. I really think you'll want to sit down…”

“now.”

Aang gave up. He should have known by her stance that she wasn't letting him go anywhere. He sagged.

`I…had a vision. I've been having more and more dreams lately. Spirit dreams. Dreams of flying through the history of the world, but mostly, the history of the air nomads. I couldn't make sense of it all…but, each time, I felt a call. I felt this emptiness, but it was a heavy emptiness. And at the end of every dream someone would whisper “the last airbender” to me before I woke up. I finally had them often enough to remember to write them down.”

Aang stole a glance at katara. He'd been staring somewhere a few inches above her head as he spoke, and now he took a chance look at her reaction. Her pose had softened. Her arms were still crossed, her general body language closed and stubborn, but there was a hint of curiousity in the tilt of her head, and the anger seemed to have faded to mere disapproval. He was afraid to think too hard on what she was disapproving; but you'd-better-have-a-good-excuse and youre-lucky-you-haven't-given-ME-one was the general message.

“I meditated on what I'd written down,” aang braved on. “and I think the dreams were mostly telling me that my job isn't over. That the world isn't saved…at least, not all the way. That while I have a duty as the avatar: as a bender of all four elements, I also have a duty as an Air master. The Last Air Master.” He realized he was rubbing his head again, along his tattoo, where his hair seemed to always some in first if he didn't keep up with shaving it.

“I think the spirits were trying to tell me that…I have to somehow bring the air nation back.”

He paused, knowing that this conclusion needed processing time. He knew it had taken him a long time to accept the idea himself.

Katara had turned from him, upon hearing Aang's statement. She tried to fathom what all the implications were and found it was like trying to measure water through a sieve.

She placed a hand on the white stone, almost blue in the moonlight, and leaned slightly on it. A tiny laugh escapes her lips.

“you were right aang. I do need to sit down for this.”

~~~~~

ten minutes of silent padding down marble staircases lined with carvings took them to the old airbender dorms. Once they'd probably been filled with the snores and after-hours giggling of apprentices, but now were used as the gang's defacto home. They settled in aang's room mostly because it was the only one on that floor with an attached study. (aang suspected the mistress of novices had used this room back when the temples divided monks & nuns into separate parts of the globe.)

 

aang ran a hand along the desk, focusing on the subtle patterns in the sandstone table instead of Katara's face. He wasn't ashamed of his reasons, exactly, but he was afraid that she wouldn't understand the spiritual side. That she wouldn't understand the gais he had to that world, as much to the spirits as to his friends on this side of dreaming.

“eventually, I got an actual vision during one of our meditation sessions, you might remember…”

1111It had been such a small thing at the time, katara recalled. Aang had simply gasped, lurched forward and glowed for barely a minute. Aang had then woken from his trace in a cold sweat, katara already by his side with a waterskin. It hadn't been a big deal to katara, because aang had glowed before when she was around and it hadn't seemed anything to1111

 

 

 

 

“I…me and some of the other leaders, zuko, the earth king, chief hakkota, we're going to meet…somewhere. Somewhere secret & safe to write out…I guess you'd call it a set of rules for the whole world to follow. Rules of war, mostly. But also of trade and peace, and so much more. But eventually I want it to be not secret,