Title: Or Else This Heat Might Turn To Frost
Author:
redbrunja
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Rating: R
Author’s Note: Written for
zutara100, prompt 001 "Beginnings"
Summary: “This was the true beginning: the heat of her skin, the taste of saline and sweetness."
This was the beginning.
This, Katara’s skin under his lips, her nails scraping down his back, her hips bucking against his. She muffled her cries in his shoulder, biting on his neck as his fingers and mouth and cock made her writhe and twist.
This was the beginning. Not when he first met her and threatened to destroy her village, not when he bound her to a tree, not under Ba Sing Se: this.
The heat of her skin, the taste of saline and sweetness as he licked into her and she dug her heels into his back and bit her lip and broke apart under his ministrations.
He imagined he could use the sound of her cries, the slow smile she always got after, and erase his mistakes, or at least ameliorate them, that he had found the beginning of a path after years of stumbling half-blind, in dark forests.
This was the end: Katara harshly yanking her hair back, hiding the dishevelment that his hands had wrought, and saying, voice cool, “This was a mistake, and it’s over.”
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Rating: R
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Summary: “This was the true beginning: the heat of her skin, the taste of saline and sweetness."
This was the beginning.
This, Katara’s skin under his lips, her nails scraping down his back, her hips bucking against his. She muffled her cries in his shoulder, biting on his neck as his fingers and mouth and cock made her writhe and twist.
This was the beginning. Not when he first met her and threatened to destroy her village, not when he bound her to a tree, not under Ba Sing Se: this.
The heat of her skin, the taste of saline and sweetness as he licked into her and she dug her heels into his back and bit her lip and broke apart under his ministrations.
He imagined he could use the sound of her cries, the slow smile she always got after, and erase his mistakes, or at least ameliorate them, that he had found the beginning of a path after years of stumbling half-blind, in dark forests.
This was the end: Katara harshly yanking her hair back, hiding the dishevelment that his hands had wrought, and saying, voice cool, “This was a mistake, and it’s over.”
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(So, um, in simpler terms: oh, pretty and yay, characterization!)
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Also...is that a Labyrinth quote I see on the icon used for the katara_zuko comm?
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I loved this drabble. Loved the description of Katara 'breaking apart' and the detail of her yanking her hair back from him.
So good to read fresh new, well-done Zutara in the morning! :D
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cold, Katara
Great drabble, thanks for posting it!
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Die, Die!
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You write the best Zutara..and OH that line at the end “This was a mistake, and it’s over.”
Katara, you know you loved it.
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Oh Katara, you know you love him and you're coming back for more :D
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