Zuko kissed Katara, and rolled her onto the grass with him so that they were lying on their sides, face to face. He kissed her more passionately, his tongue gently slipping between her lips to explore her mouth. She responded eagerly, running her hands through his disheveled hair and pushing her body into his.

He unwrapped her robe and slide it off her shoulders, then leaned back to pull his own shirt off. He immediately leaned in to kiss her again, hungry for her sweet taste, full of desire for her. He pushed her gently on to her back and rolled on top of her, leaning down to lick and suck on her neck, loving the feel of her soft skin against his tongue. She was moaning softly, rubbing his back and shoulders, pulling his closer to her. She felt his hand gently pulling her undergarments down. A moment later she could feel her bare legs brush against his own, and she gasped at the sensation. His body was giving off heat, but she wasn't being burned...instead, she was growing hotter as she touched him, and her need for him was growing.

Zuko pulled back, and as he looked into her eyes once more, he saw a small trace of fear, of hesitance -- he had assumed that she had probably never been with anyone before, and he could see now that he was right. He kissed her tenderly and passionately, wanting her to feel that she was important to him, and that he cared for her...that she was safe with him. Katara kissed him back so sweetly and seductively that he couldn't help himself from grinning and tangling his hand in her long, flowing hair, pulling her to him for another hungry kiss. After a few moments, Zuko gave her a soft, tender kiss and opened his eyes to stare into hers.

Katara held her breath as Zuko entered her slowly, and as he pushed himself all the way into her warm body, she let out a gasp and clung to him, breathing rapidly. Zuko smiled and kissed her cheek tenderly, then began to pull out slowly. Katara let out a small moan and closed her eyes as Zuko began to build a rhythm. He was lost in pleasure at the feeling of Katara's body, and began to kiss her neck and shoulders, running his hands along every part of her that he could reach.

Katara was moaning and gasping, and her body was beginning to tense up. Zuko could tell that she was coming close to her peak, and he reached between them to rub between her legs. Katara let out a small squeal and her eyes flew open to lock onto Zuko's. A sly grin spread across his face as her moans grew and her body began to jerk and thrash as her pleasure increased dramatically. Her eyes closed again and she leaned her head back on the grass, as Zuko increased his rhythm in both his body and his hand between them.

Zuko felt himself approaching his climax as Katara began to scream and writhe, her pleasure overtaking her body. He couldn't take it anymore, her body felt too good, she was too good, he was about to…. And as he did, his eyes were drawn up to look at the pond ahead of him -- a steady rainfall had settled, entirely over the pond, it seemed. But then he realized, it wasn't a rainfall, it was water from the pond rising and falling back down...a rainfall caused by water bending. He looked back down at Katara as his orgasm took over his body, and he moaned and grunted at the release; Katara's eyes were closed and she moaned and gasped as waves of pleasure rolled over her body.

Finally, the two found themselves gasping for breath, wrapped in each others embrace as they tried recover from the intensity of their pleasure. Zuko buried his head in Katara's neck, cherishing the feel of her body and her love. Katara ran her hands through Zuko's shaggy hair, now slightly sweaty from the exertion, and wondered how she could ever have thought of him as a monster he. He held her so tenderly, with so much care, and he had given her so much pleasure…

Zuko kissed her softly on the lips, and then leaned back to gaze into her deep blue eyes. He knew that even if he spent the rest of his life with Katara, that he would never ask her about the rainfall...whether she intended it or whether her bending was overcome by the combination of the full moon and her intense pleasure...he would never find it in him to question her about it.

Katara felt as though she were in a trance, as if somehow she were living the best dream she could have ever had. Glancing up, she remembered that it was a full moon tonight. She recognized a familiar feeling in her body, a type of adrenaline rush that accompanied her bending, a distinct feeling she was very familiar with. She was also still filled with the desire and passion she felt for Zuko, and the combination of the two feelings were making her feel very content and relaxed. Looking into his golden eyes, she felt her heart fill with love, and knew that she was safe with him, and that he made her feel happiness that she hadn't known existed.

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I don't want to deal with Aang or Sokka finding out, so this is the end. Hope it was good...:)