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Some time after finding Yon Rha and realizing that the murderer of her mother was a pathetic, sad and empty excuse of a man, Katara found herself reflecting on the entire experience. Of how she nearly blood-bended the wrong man, how she nearly crossed a line that there was no coming back from, and how much she needed to thank Zuko for his help. Katara smirks to herself in when he pushed her out of the way when a ceiling was crumbling on them, and how they rolled across the ground with him ending up on top of her… and their time imprisoned in Ba Sing Se when she mentioned her mother’s death to him which prompted him to help her… and why it lead her to standing outside the door to Zuko’s bedroom.
“I owe him, and need to properly thank him…” Katara mutters to herself as if trying not to talk herself out of what she wants to do. Dressed in powder blue long sleeved shirt and loose fitting black pants, she takes a deep brief, knocks on the door before pushing it open, “Zuko, I need to talk to you…” She declares as she enters his bedroom without an invitation. Her face however instantly turns a shade of red as her eyes widen when she sees him completely naked, his toned yet nicely muscular body dripping with water as he is in the process of using a towel to dry him. Katara’s eyes wander instantly, taking in the sight of him before her gaze focuses on his manhood, while flaccid, is of an incredible length. It takes a moment to catch herself, “Oh my… sorry… I’m sorry… so sorry!” Katara babbles apologetically as she door closes behind her.
At the same time, it takes Zuko several moment to register that Katara has entered his room and has seen him completely naked, “Katara?! What are you doing here?!” He exclaims, clumisly wrapping the towel around his waist to cover himself, resulting in her frowning slightly as she manages to compose herself.
“I… wanted to talk to you about…” Katara pauses, pressing the tips of her fingers together, then shifting from one foot to other, “About how you helped tracked down my mother’s killer… you didn’t have to do any of that… I… just wanted to thank you...”
Zuko smiles awkwardly, “Oh, well, it was nothing…”
“Wrong, it was something, you went out of your way to basically interrogate Sokka, you used your connections to find out which group raided my village…” Katara interrupts him, “And this was after I was kind of a bitch to you when you saved me from being crushed by falling debris…. In addition to all time I was one to you when you joined us…”
“You did threaten to kill me if I were to step out of line,” Zuko remarks casually.
“Yeah, that still stands by the way,” Katara quickly replies but with a tone that indicates she might be joking, “The thing is, you went out of your way to help me find some closure… and I wanted to thank you properly for that…” She then smirks a little, “Of course how I intended show my appreciation did change a little when I saw…”
Zuko’s face reddens, “You did just barge in here…”
“I did apologize for that… but too be fair, I did like what I saw…” Katara grins when she sees the rather surprised look on his face, “So I’m thinking… I might do something… different to show my appreciation…” She licks her lips slightly as she starts to approach him while at the same time slowly lifting up her shirt over her head, revealing her firm round breasts. Zuko’s eyes widen at the sight and his mouth opens and closes as he tries to find the right words while Katara drops her shirt and proceeds to slide down her pants, letting them drop around her ankles in order to step out of them. “It’s not polite to stare…” She smirks as she proceeds to snatch the towel from around his waist, exposing his long, thick and now hardening manhood.
“It’s not often I’m at such a disadvantage,” Zuko finally says when she takes hold of his dick and giving it a light squeeze as she moves her hand along his length.
“Oh, don’t try to be modest Mister Exiled Prince of the Fire Nation who just so happens to have the biggest dick I’ve seen in…” Katara pauses as she lowers herself down onto her knees before him, “Well you can guess how long, wouldn’t want to give myself an unneeded reputation… what would the world think if a Water Bender did this…” She trails off once she flicks her tongue against the head of Zuko’s manhood, instantly earning a moan from him. She keeps one hand moving back and forth over his shaft while lightly sliding her tongue over the crown, coating it with a layer of her saliva. Angling his dick upward slightly to allow her spit to drip down his tool, she continues to attack his bell-end with her tongue at the same time keeping her hand in constant motion, his cock becoming slicker with each passing moment.
“Fuck… ah…” Zuko groans, resting one hand on his waist while looking down at Katara, his mind completely blown by what she is doing. Raising her own gaze to meet his, she fully parts her lips to take his man-meat into her warm, moist mouth. The exiled princes grits his teeth slightly while she quickens the pace of her hand’s pumping motion as she closes her lips around his dick and begins to bob her head, smoothly sucking and slurping on the upper half of his dick with her tongue swatting against the underside each time she draws her head back. Placing her free hand on his leg, Katara removes her mouth from his dick in order to slide her lips along one side of his tool and down the other, then taking him back into her mouth.
“Aw shit… ah…” Zuko moans, laying a hand atop of Katara’s head as she moves her hand from his dick as she resumes sucking his dick, this time taking him three-quarters of the way past her. With loud, lewd slurps, she rocks her head back and forth, her tempo increasing steadily while he lightly grips a handful of her hair. Glancing up at him, Katara opens her mouth wider as she takes his dick down her throat, gagging herself as her neck bulges in her successful swallowing of his shaft. Zuko’s eyes roll back as Katara drools heavily on his dick, feeling her breathing through her nose, her nostrils flaring as she bobs her head nonstop.
“Mm… fuck… my tribe might of willing surrendered to the Fire Nation if there more guys with big dicks in it…” Katara declares when she again lifts her head from Zuko’s cock, pushing it upward so that she can turn her attention to his large balls. “Because it takes a big dick… to fill tight wet holes…” She mutters without any shame as she swats her tongue against his nuts, giving his testicles near equal attention. She smirks when she shears him moan, dragging her tongue up along the underside of his dick to the crown, then takes it back into her mouth. Katara’s cheeks sink inward as she sucks harder and faster on his dick, greedily taking every inch into her gullet while rolling her head from side to side in order to grind her lips around his dick.
“Fuck… bet your holes are real tight…” Zuko groans while looking down at Katara, prompting her to withdraw her mouth from his spit covered cock with a string of saliva connecting her bottom lip to his bell-end.
“Trust me they are… but I want to show you something...” Katara replies, grabbing his wrists and pulling herself up to her feet. She smirks at him as she steps past him and over to his bed, crawling onto it and position herself on her knees and a single hand. She turns her body slightly to look back at him while at the same time reaching with her left hand and using her water bending ability to form an aquatic tendril around her arm and proceeds to penetrate her own asshole with it. Zuko watches with a shocked look on his face as the skilled water bender begins to fuck herself with the tendril, deeply penetrating her anal passage. “Oo… mm yeah… ah…” She hisses as she slides the aquatic tendril back and forth, her flooding her anus while splashes of water coat her buttocks and drip onto his bed.
“That is…” Zuko almost instantly trails off, clearly unable to describe what he is seeing, instead he climbs onto the bed to kneel behind Katara. Using his fire bending abilities, he heats up his hands and begins to spank her ass cheeks one at time, the warmth from his palms nearly creating instant steam when coming into contact with her wet backside.
“Ah! Oh ah fuck… mm shit!” Katara giggles between her moans as as she pushes the aquatic tendril as far as possible into her own asshole while wiggling her hips, pushing back against Zuko’s hands, the heat coming from his palms sending shivers through out her body thanks to the incredible contrast between fire and water. “I do this… a lot… but what I really need… is a big hard fucking cock in my tight little watery twat…” She speaks while lustfully panting, extracting the tendril from her rectum and dissipating it. Crossing both her arms on the mattress, she lowers her upper body, resting her head atop her forearms while raising her ass up higher. “Come on, show me how the exiled prince of the Fire Nation can claim this Water Tribesman’s cunt.”
Zuko smirks, “You don’t have to ask me twice… not that you were asking,” He comments as he scoots closer behind her, guiding his manhood towards and into Katara’s tight, moist love tunnel that almost instantly clenches around his invading dick. Gradually he begins to thrust in and out of her, drawing back to where just the crown of his dick is between her folds then pushing further into her until he is consistently pounding her pussy, going balls deep within her on every stroke.
“OH! Oh yes! Ah! Ah! Fuck! Oh ah! Ah!” Katara moans, balling her hands into fists while rocking on her knees with how Zuko is hammering her slit, feeling his balls smacking against her clit with his waist pressing against her ass. Her breasts drag against the mattress of the bed each time her body rocks forward from one of his jarring thrusts. Closing her eyes, she focuses as much as possible to use her water bending to increase the wetness within her pussy, resulting in a fair amount of splashing to occur from his Zuko is fucking her.
“How did you…” Zuko grunts as he starts to ask a question but forgets about his curiosity as he batters Katara’s soaking wet hole with greater vigor while heating up his left hand. As he lay into her snatch he delivers at hot, stinging smack onto her ass, making her squeal, arch her back and raise her head up from her arms at the same time. She clutches the bed covers with both hands, gripping them tightly to the point her knuckles turn white when he delivers a barrage of scorching hot smacks onto her ass while pounding her pussy.
“Oh! AH! AH! Fuck! Ah! OH SHIT!” Katara screams whorishly, bucking back against Zuko, matching his pace as the repeated smacks of his left hand leaves a slight burn mark on her left buttock. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my fucking ass with that big Fire Nation dick!” She howls, looking back at him as if daring him to do so. Pulling out of her twat, Zuko turns Katara over onto her back, grabbing her left leg and hoisting it up onto his shoulder, lifting her lower body partially from the bed so that he can ease his dick into her anal passage.
“Aw… fuck…” Zuko groans, amazed at how easily he was able to slip his manhood into her rear passage then remembering Katara’s earlier antics with the aquatic tendril she created. Keeping her left leg held against his body as he saws his cock in and out of her ass, Zuko heats up his right hand which he brings to her pussy.
“Oh! Ah! Ah! AH! Mm FUCK!” Katara writhes wildly on the bed, bucking her hips, arching her body while her eyes flutter as her mouth hangs open as the heat from Zuko’s hand combine with the fiction of him rubbing her pussy while fucking her ass has her shuddering uncontrollably. Gripping the bed covers, she bounces her ass off the mattress as he pummels her anal cavity with a series of stiff thrusts while keeping his hand in constant motion over her twat. “Ah! Ah! Fuck! Ah! Ah! Shit! Oh so fucking hot!” Katara screams in ecstasy, as the heat emanating from Zuko’s hand on her snatch has the desired effect on her, bringing her closer to the brink only for him to take his hand away. “You bastard!” She snaps, completely enraged when he follows up by pulling out of her anus a moment later.
“Hold on, gonna try something,” Zuko smirks as he releases her left leg and pushes both her lower limbs far apart so that he can slightly reposition himself to ram his dick back into her twat. As he leans forward and places his hands near her shoulders, he starts reeling his hips back and thrusting forward, pumping in and out of the Water Bender’s tight fuck hole, but at the same time, he focusing his own Fire Bending abilities in a way that becomes very clear to Katara within a matter of moments.
“Oh! Oh fuck! Ah! Ah! Fuck! Oh fuck! Your cock is… ah ah… oh fuck… hot… hot fuck! OH SHIT! FUCK! AH! AH! AH!” Katara squeals, her tongue lolling from her mouth as her eyes roll back in their sockets as she feels an intense heat emanating from Zuko’s thrusting manhood, the sudden increase in temperature within her snug wet pussy causing her to thrash about. Her tits bounce on her chest as she frantically pulls on the bed covers, her toes curling as he hammers her twat. Zuko’s hips are in near constant motion, his crotch smacking against hers every deep penetrating stroke as he drives his long, hard and thick shaft into her vaginal cavity again and again. “Ah! OH! Ah! OH! AH AH! OH FUCK!” Katara shrieks at the top of her lungs as each stroke from the exiled Fire Nation Prince feels hotter than the one that precedes it, her pussy walls contracting around his member until finally she starts to cum, her body quaking as her juices flow over his throbbing manhood.
“Ah… ah shit… ah fuck… ah… shit… damn…” Zuko grunts loudly, slamming his pulsating cock into Katara as intensely as possible, his balls smacking between her thighs. In her orgasmic bliss, the Water Tribesman suddenly wraps her legs around him while reaching up to grab the back of his head, jerking him downward, their lips mashing together and their tongues entwining seconds later. They moan into each other’s mouth as his thrusts become shorter in length but quicker in pace, rutting her pussy until his balls clench at the perfect moment for when he blows his load inside of her.
“Oh! Ah! Ah! Fuck… ah… AH!” Katara gasps, breaking the kiss when she feels the Fire Bender’s hot, thick load flooding her pussy while his thrusts slow considerably. “Ah oh shit feels so damn… fuck… hot… oh… like my insides being boiled…” She moans whorishly, keeping her legs tightly hooked around Zuko to keep him from pulling out of her until he is completely spent.
“If you would have told me that actually trying to get on your good side would…” Zuko begins to say as her legs slip from around his waist allowing him to pull out of her cum filled cunt.
“Let’s not ruin it by making some broad assumptions,” Katara interrupts while smirking up at him, “Because then I would have to assume that the Fire Nation would be right in wanting to dominate the world just because they have some guys with big dicks who know how to make a girl feel hot in more ways than one. Wouldn’t mind experiencing that again at some point though.”
Zuko chuckles a bit, “Would I need to find another way to help you deal with something you need closure on?”
Katara thinks for a moment then shakes her head, “Nope… cause I do feel like I will have to thank you for what you did…” She licks her teeth, “Just to show how often I can be extremely grateful.”
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