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Adult ++
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What I Am
Don’t let go - a Avatar fanfiction by Diego
Warning: The following story contains explicit depictions of consenting minors engaging in sexual acts. Please use your judgment.
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Chapter 2 – What I Am
2 months earlier - Ba Sing Se - Royal Palace - Dungeons.
When Katara awoke, agony radiated from her shoulderblades to the tip of her fingers. The worst was her bound wrists, and mercifully she was able to stand and release some of the tension.
“Ha, so you’re awake,” remarked a now familiar voice, “Now behave yourself and we’ll save ourselves further unpleasantness.”
Azula and her cronies were standing before her, wearing the Warriors of Kyoshi’s uniforms and makeup. “What do you want from me?” demanded Katara defiantly, “You know I’ll tell you nothing.”
Azula chuckled, but before she could say anything Ty Lee cheerfully offered, “You’re, like, bait! You’re like totally screwed and…”
Mai and Azula shouted in unison, “SHUT THE FUCK UP, TY LEE!”
“K!” agreed the bubbly girl, her grin never faltering. She loved being useful.
“Do as you will,” said Katara, “Aang is far away by now and has no plans to return to Ba Sing Se.”
“You are lying,” a disturbing spark came to Azula’s eyes, as she looked her prisoner up and down.
Before Katara knew what was happening, her captor was roughly claiming her mouth. She tried to pull away but a firm hand on the back of her neck had her effectively trapped. “You’re such a pretty thing; maybe we can enjoy some time together after this business is over.”
Azula then opened Katara’s robe and ripped apart her undergarments, exposing her chest. “Bigger than they look under that thick robe”, she remarked appreciatively before squeezing her left breast. There was nothing sensual to it. It was an act of pure domination, and she increased the pressure until Katara cried out in pain. “So cute,” continued the princess, “I’ll make you moan that way again yet.”
A dull throbbing radiated from Katara’s bruised flesh once Azula removed her hand, but even worse were the feelings of violation and humiliation. Mai and Ty Lee were actually looking away, as if embarrassed by their leader’s actions.
“Come you two, we have preparations to make,” announced the princess, “And as for you water-girl, remember that you’ll either be my willing slave or you’ll be broken into it.”
Ty Lee remained behind and quickly arranged Katara’s clothing to cover her exposed chest. Giving the bound girl a sad look, she turned away and hurried after her two companions.
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Present day, somewhere in a disused warehouse:
“Listen, it’s all right,” said the acrobat softly, “If you’ll let me, I promise I will make it all right.”
“How can you say that?” managed to ask Katara between sobs, “How can you make my shame all right?”
“Shame? What are you talking about?”
“What I am would get me branded and banished among the Water Tribes,” explained the blue-eyed girl, “I – I tried, I tried so hard...”
“You people are so complicated,” said the gray-eyed girl, “In the Fire Nation you can take whatever lover you like.” To illustrate her point, she took hold of Katara’s chin and carefully turned her face so she could kiss her. She kept it superficial at first, but when the other girl didn’t pull away she deepened the kiss before breaking the embrace.
The bender looked up with an inquisitive look in her eyes, “Are you – are you also like me?”
“I’m bi actually.”
“Bi?”
“Bisexual,” explained Ty Lee, “I play on both teams if you like, and I want to thank you for what you’ve done for me.”
“I can’t accept some sort of payment, I…”
“Hush,” said the acrobat, “I really want this and I think you do too.” She then kissed Katara again, lightly at first, then with more need as she felt the other girl responding. Betting all on one chance, she pulled apart the blue-eyed girl’s robe to find her naked beneath it. Tenderly, ever so tenderly she planted a kiss on each of Katara’s nipples, exacting a soft moan. She then planted kisses along her neckline before claiming her lips again.
Ty Lee pulled back to discard her coat and lifted her shirt over her head. The acrobat’s naked body filled Katara with a longing that was nearly painful. She was well-toned, with long legs and round, full and soft breasts. The gray-eyed girl was clearly offering herself with no hesitation or shame.
Something shifted inside the healer. Was it wrong to take solace, be it from an enemy, on this holiest of days? Why should she deny herself what little happiness came her way for once? Wasn’t The Day Of Blossoms about tolerance and love?
Coming to a decision, Katara undid her sash and slowly undressed with tentative movements, emboldened by the other girl’s obvious interest. She felt a passing moment of vulnerability, but oddly it only fueled her growing desire.
“You are really pretty, you know,” whispered Ty Lee.
“So are you – I…”
“C’mere,” said the prone girl, taking Katara’s hands and pulling her so they were face to face in a horizontal position. “Is this your first time?”
“Y-yes.”
“Relax, K?” said the gray-eyed girl soothingly, easing a strand of hair away from the waterbender’s face, “It’s gonna be all right, just do what comes naturally.”
This time it was Katara who initiated the kiss. What she lacked in experience she more than did for with abandon. Ty Lee realized that the girl was tentative, filled with wonder at being allowed to touch her. There was something both comforting and exiting at being desired, and not merely lusted after. For once she decided to remain passive, allowing her newfound lover to roam as she wished.
Katara explored the acrobat’s body with her hands first, inebriated by the sharing of such intimacy. Not even in her wildest dreams had she ever hoped to touch someone this way. Ty Lee had been an enemy, true, but hadn’t she also shown her kindness? And here she was, thankful and willing, though she clearly wanted this too and not only out of gratitude.
She soon felt the need to taste her lover’s skin. She started on the acrobat’s neck, then planted small kisses along her collarbone, before going lower between her breasts. She played her tongue all over the soft mounds, noticing that arousal had made them slightly bigger. Ty Lee moaned, eyes closed and fingers tangled in Katara’s long and luxurious hair.
The obvious pleasure she was causing emboldened the waterbender to take her ministrations further. She slid down the other girl’s body, admiring her firm abdomen, marveling at the velvety quality of her thick pubic hair. Lower, always lower, she kissed one tight, the knee, along the leg, the top of a foot before coming back up the other leg. She spent a little more time on the bruised chin, while Ty Lee’s happy cooing encouraged her to continue.
Katara had never pleasured another woman before, but she knew her own body. She licked the length of the acrobat’s now fully engorged labia, enjoying the taste and warmness of her fluids. She hesitated and lifted her head to see Ty Lee smiling to her, nodding her acquiescence. Needing no further incentive, she easily found the girl’s clitoris and began a rotating movement with the tip of her tongue, which brought on an appreciative moan.
Ty Lee’s eyes closed as she felt the familiar sensation growing in her lower belly. It usually took longer than this for her to reach rapture, but the slow foreplay had nearly brought her to the brink already.
“Ho – ho yes!” yelled Ty Lee when her pleasure erupted, making her back arch uncontrollably before she went limp, spent from what would remain a memorable orgasm. The other girl’s tongue was now caressing her labia, something not many lovers she’d ever been with bothered to do – not that tender way.
“Lay on your back,” said the gray-eyed girl, “I want to reciprocate.” She tried to turn on her side, but the moment she lifted her bruised leg pain shot up like lighting. Katara pushed her back carefully, “You have to stay prone, and I’d like to see your face when… when I…”
The acrobat nodded understanding and guided the blue-eyed girl over her, with her legs on each side of her hips. In that position their breasts were rubbing against each other and Katara’s own hips were slightly raised, with easy access to her slit. Ty Lee’s left hand went between the other girl’s legs, while her right stroked her spine. The waterbender soon moaned in ecstasy, and she claimed the prone girl’s lips in a long and deep kiss.
Warmth grew inside Katara. She felt groggy as when just awakening from a deep slumber, yet paradoxically all her senses were awakened to surprising sharpness. This was different and much more intense that those times she had pleasured herself. Of course then shame and guilt had held her back, but now what she felt was acceptance – both from the girl beneath her and herself.
Suddenly the sensations reached a crescendo and she felt as if a tsunami would engulf her. It scared her and she tensed, but Ty Lee reassured her by whispering in her ear, “This is the way it’s supposed to be.”
And so she stopped fighting and welcomed the torrent of sensations rushing through her body and mind. When the first orgasm took her, her vision went blurry and she momentarily lost awareness of her surroundings. A thousand thoughts battled in her mind, canceling each other.
Just when that first peak began subsiding, another took its place and brought her to new heights. Under Ty Lee’s skilled fingers, bliss came in waves.
A last delicious spasm ran through her body and she nearly collapsed, but her instincts made her fall on Ty Lee’s right side to spare the hurt leg. They embraced and shared a long kiss, devoid of desire now that their needs had been satisfied. Tears came to the waterbender’s eyes and she tried to fight them back as she was accustomed to.
“Let it all out,” coaxed her newfound lover, “Just let it all out.”
And so Katara allowed herself to weep, but these were not the bitter tears she had always known. They ran over Ty Lee’s mounds like rivers run down mountains, washing away the shame, the guilt and the pain.
The light ebbed away as The Day Of Blossoms came to an end. They had both given without reservation, so unlike what was the norm in the Fire Nation, where you gave only in the hopes of getting a little back. Ty Lee felt a little confused by what had happened, true, but didn’t regret it. She knew she would never regret it
Suddenly, the mere thought of going back to *Her Highness* filled her with revulsion, and she held on to Katara tighter. All she wanted was to remain there forever, warm and – as strange as it sounded - safe.
“Don’t let go,” softly pleaded Ty Lee.
The reply came in a whisper.
“I won’t.”
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Warning: The following story contains explicit depictions of consenting minors engaging in sexual acts. Please use your judgment.
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Chapter 2 – What I Am
2 months earlier - Ba Sing Se - Royal Palace - Dungeons.
When Katara awoke, agony radiated from her shoulderblades to the tip of her fingers. The worst was her bound wrists, and mercifully she was able to stand and release some of the tension.
“Ha, so you’re awake,” remarked a now familiar voice, “Now behave yourself and we’ll save ourselves further unpleasantness.”
Azula and her cronies were standing before her, wearing the Warriors of Kyoshi’s uniforms and makeup. “What do you want from me?” demanded Katara defiantly, “You know I’ll tell you nothing.”
Azula chuckled, but before she could say anything Ty Lee cheerfully offered, “You’re, like, bait! You’re like totally screwed and…”
Mai and Azula shouted in unison, “SHUT THE FUCK UP, TY LEE!”
“K!” agreed the bubbly girl, her grin never faltering. She loved being useful.
“Do as you will,” said Katara, “Aang is far away by now and has no plans to return to Ba Sing Se.”
“You are lying,” a disturbing spark came to Azula’s eyes, as she looked her prisoner up and down.
Before Katara knew what was happening, her captor was roughly claiming her mouth. She tried to pull away but a firm hand on the back of her neck had her effectively trapped. “You’re such a pretty thing; maybe we can enjoy some time together after this business is over.”
Azula then opened Katara’s robe and ripped apart her undergarments, exposing her chest. “Bigger than they look under that thick robe”, she remarked appreciatively before squeezing her left breast. There was nothing sensual to it. It was an act of pure domination, and she increased the pressure until Katara cried out in pain. “So cute,” continued the princess, “I’ll make you moan that way again yet.”
A dull throbbing radiated from Katara’s bruised flesh once Azula removed her hand, but even worse were the feelings of violation and humiliation. Mai and Ty Lee were actually looking away, as if embarrassed by their leader’s actions.
“Come you two, we have preparations to make,” announced the princess, “And as for you water-girl, remember that you’ll either be my willing slave or you’ll be broken into it.”
Ty Lee remained behind and quickly arranged Katara’s clothing to cover her exposed chest. Giving the bound girl a sad look, she turned away and hurried after her two companions.
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Present day, somewhere in a disused warehouse:
“Listen, it’s all right,” said the acrobat softly, “If you’ll let me, I promise I will make it all right.”
“How can you say that?” managed to ask Katara between sobs, “How can you make my shame all right?”
“Shame? What are you talking about?”
“What I am would get me branded and banished among the Water Tribes,” explained the blue-eyed girl, “I – I tried, I tried so hard...”
“You people are so complicated,” said the gray-eyed girl, “In the Fire Nation you can take whatever lover you like.” To illustrate her point, she took hold of Katara’s chin and carefully turned her face so she could kiss her. She kept it superficial at first, but when the other girl didn’t pull away she deepened the kiss before breaking the embrace.
The bender looked up with an inquisitive look in her eyes, “Are you – are you also like me?”
“I’m bi actually.”
“Bi?”
“Bisexual,” explained Ty Lee, “I play on both teams if you like, and I want to thank you for what you’ve done for me.”
“I can’t accept some sort of payment, I…”
“Hush,” said the acrobat, “I really want this and I think you do too.” She then kissed Katara again, lightly at first, then with more need as she felt the other girl responding. Betting all on one chance, she pulled apart the blue-eyed girl’s robe to find her naked beneath it. Tenderly, ever so tenderly she planted a kiss on each of Katara’s nipples, exacting a soft moan. She then planted kisses along her neckline before claiming her lips again.
Ty Lee pulled back to discard her coat and lifted her shirt over her head. The acrobat’s naked body filled Katara with a longing that was nearly painful. She was well-toned, with long legs and round, full and soft breasts. The gray-eyed girl was clearly offering herself with no hesitation or shame.
Something shifted inside the healer. Was it wrong to take solace, be it from an enemy, on this holiest of days? Why should she deny herself what little happiness came her way for once? Wasn’t The Day Of Blossoms about tolerance and love?
Coming to a decision, Katara undid her sash and slowly undressed with tentative movements, emboldened by the other girl’s obvious interest. She felt a passing moment of vulnerability, but oddly it only fueled her growing desire.
“You are really pretty, you know,” whispered Ty Lee.
“So are you – I…”
“C’mere,” said the prone girl, taking Katara’s hands and pulling her so they were face to face in a horizontal position. “Is this your first time?”
“Y-yes.”
“Relax, K?” said the gray-eyed girl soothingly, easing a strand of hair away from the waterbender’s face, “It’s gonna be all right, just do what comes naturally.”
This time it was Katara who initiated the kiss. What she lacked in experience she more than did for with abandon. Ty Lee realized that the girl was tentative, filled with wonder at being allowed to touch her. There was something both comforting and exiting at being desired, and not merely lusted after. For once she decided to remain passive, allowing her newfound lover to roam as she wished.
Katara explored the acrobat’s body with her hands first, inebriated by the sharing of such intimacy. Not even in her wildest dreams had she ever hoped to touch someone this way. Ty Lee had been an enemy, true, but hadn’t she also shown her kindness? And here she was, thankful and willing, though she clearly wanted this too and not only out of gratitude.
She soon felt the need to taste her lover’s skin. She started on the acrobat’s neck, then planted small kisses along her collarbone, before going lower between her breasts. She played her tongue all over the soft mounds, noticing that arousal had made them slightly bigger. Ty Lee moaned, eyes closed and fingers tangled in Katara’s long and luxurious hair.
The obvious pleasure she was causing emboldened the waterbender to take her ministrations further. She slid down the other girl’s body, admiring her firm abdomen, marveling at the velvety quality of her thick pubic hair. Lower, always lower, she kissed one tight, the knee, along the leg, the top of a foot before coming back up the other leg. She spent a little more time on the bruised chin, while Ty Lee’s happy cooing encouraged her to continue.
Katara had never pleasured another woman before, but she knew her own body. She licked the length of the acrobat’s now fully engorged labia, enjoying the taste and warmness of her fluids. She hesitated and lifted her head to see Ty Lee smiling to her, nodding her acquiescence. Needing no further incentive, she easily found the girl’s clitoris and began a rotating movement with the tip of her tongue, which brought on an appreciative moan.
Ty Lee’s eyes closed as she felt the familiar sensation growing in her lower belly. It usually took longer than this for her to reach rapture, but the slow foreplay had nearly brought her to the brink already.
“Ho – ho yes!” yelled Ty Lee when her pleasure erupted, making her back arch uncontrollably before she went limp, spent from what would remain a memorable orgasm. The other girl’s tongue was now caressing her labia, something not many lovers she’d ever been with bothered to do – not that tender way.
“Lay on your back,” said the gray-eyed girl, “I want to reciprocate.” She tried to turn on her side, but the moment she lifted her bruised leg pain shot up like lighting. Katara pushed her back carefully, “You have to stay prone, and I’d like to see your face when… when I…”
The acrobat nodded understanding and guided the blue-eyed girl over her, with her legs on each side of her hips. In that position their breasts were rubbing against each other and Katara’s own hips were slightly raised, with easy access to her slit. Ty Lee’s left hand went between the other girl’s legs, while her right stroked her spine. The waterbender soon moaned in ecstasy, and she claimed the prone girl’s lips in a long and deep kiss.
Warmth grew inside Katara. She felt groggy as when just awakening from a deep slumber, yet paradoxically all her senses were awakened to surprising sharpness. This was different and much more intense that those times she had pleasured herself. Of course then shame and guilt had held her back, but now what she felt was acceptance – both from the girl beneath her and herself.
Suddenly the sensations reached a crescendo and she felt as if a tsunami would engulf her. It scared her and she tensed, but Ty Lee reassured her by whispering in her ear, “This is the way it’s supposed to be.”
And so she stopped fighting and welcomed the torrent of sensations rushing through her body and mind. When the first orgasm took her, her vision went blurry and she momentarily lost awareness of her surroundings. A thousand thoughts battled in her mind, canceling each other.
Just when that first peak began subsiding, another took its place and brought her to new heights. Under Ty Lee’s skilled fingers, bliss came in waves.
A last delicious spasm ran through her body and she nearly collapsed, but her instincts made her fall on Ty Lee’s right side to spare the hurt leg. They embraced and shared a long kiss, devoid of desire now that their needs had been satisfied. Tears came to the waterbender’s eyes and she tried to fight them back as she was accustomed to.
“Let it all out,” coaxed her newfound lover, “Just let it all out.”
And so Katara allowed herself to weep, but these were not the bitter tears she had always known. They ran over Ty Lee’s mounds like rivers run down mountains, washing away the shame, the guilt and the pain.
The light ebbed away as The Day Of Blossoms came to an end. They had both given without reservation, so unlike what was the norm in the Fire Nation, where you gave only in the hopes of getting a little back. Ty Lee felt a little confused by what had happened, true, but didn’t regret it. She knew she would never regret it
Suddenly, the mere thought of going back to *Her Highness* filled her with revulsion, and she held on to Katara tighter. All she wanted was to remain there forever, warm and – as strange as it sounded - safe.
“Don’t let go,” softly pleaded Ty Lee.
The reply came in a whisper.
“I won’t.”
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