"Do you remember when you hated me?"

His voice ghost across her red hot skin, fingers trailing in the wake of his every word. A soft, impaitent whisper is his only response. "You threatened my life, if I remember correctly." These new words make her laugh and she chokes on it, head thrown back as his lips press against where her pulse flutters in her throat.

"Don't act like you didn't deserve it," she retorts in a breathy whisper, chills racing her spine as his fingertips brush across her inner thigh. Her hands slide into his dark, wild hair, fingers threading through the strands as he chuckles against her breasts, his mouth making quick work of her nipple. The grip of her hands keep him there a moment longer, though he raises his hand from her thigh to just above, just barely touching her center heat, enjoying the animalistic sound that escapes her a moment later. "I might do it again." She threatens as his fingers continue to tease her. It's only then that he slips a finger inside of her and it's all she can do not to cry out in sheer relief. Another finger slides in and she's melting against him.

"Katara," her name is a sigh from his lips as she arches her back against his hand, his own arousal throbbing as she comes, sapphire eyes closed as she rocks in time with her body's release. When he pulls his hand away, he can't stop himself from licking his fingers clean, amusement flickering through his eyes as she now watches his every move. He's moving her then, grasping her by the hips to pull her closer, his member hot against her thigh as he positions himself between her legs. A moment later he's inside of her and she cries out as he leans over her, closer than he ever thought they could be. "I think I like it when you threaten me," he murmurs into her ear, teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her ear lobe.

He's thrusting hard into her then, his every movement like lightning through her body. "Zuko!" She gasps as her arms move across him, nails down his back as she hooks her legs around his hips, drawing him in as tightly as he can go. "Don't stop," she hisses as he begins to slow in his pumps, smirking down at her from his place above her. But then he's back at it, relishing in the way her body tightened around him when she began to writhe with orgasm. He feels himself release too, his seed spilling before he pulls free from her, falling onto the bed at her side.

Panting, he throws his arm over her chest, idly toying with the hair spread beneath her, silent as he listens to her own deep breathing. "I did hate you back then," she says, rolling over and propping herself up onto an elbow. His arm that once was over her chest is now slung across her hip, a protective sort of grip that she knew she'd never tire of feeling. "Now look at us," her hand grazes his member and it springs back to life at her simple touch. She leans over him and kisses him deeply, her hand beginning to make its move upon the length of him. Zuko groans, laying back against his pillow as she replaces her hand with her mouth, taking him as deeply as she could. He cupped his hand against her ass as she made work of his cock, her hand offering assistance every few moments.

It's not long before Katara is climbing over him, sinking her body onto his member, slowly taking in every inch of him before she began to move. "Katara!" He can barely contain the pleasure that rushes through him as she rides him, her head thrown back, hair a waterfall of waves down her back. "Fuck... Keep going!" His words pass through gritted teeth as he puts his hands to her hips, meeting her movements with a thrust of his own, their bodies meeting in the most delicious of ways. Her name is on hips lips as he comes for the second time and this time he spills deep inside of her. She falls across his chest, settling comfortably there against him a moment before he pulls the blanket up and over their naked frames. He strokes her long, raven hair for only a few minutes before she's drifted off to sleep against his chest and Zuko smiles before he presses a kiss to the top of her head.

This was all he could ever want.