Selling Yourself to Love

Katara breathed out slowly from her place in the ocean waves, tonight was a new moon. The darkness of the night was wholely appropriate for what the waterbending woman was about to do. She wasn't afraid of being caught, she drugged the meals, more than thankful they had supplies for a nice vegetarian stew. Even if it was disgusting, she hadn't eaten any of course but she did have to taste it to make sure it was edible before hand.

Dressed in litte more than her undergramets, Katara stood strong against the angry waves, holding her lantern above their watery grasp. Her hair was loose and fell neatly about her shoulders and waist, she hadn't truly noticed until recently how long it had grown on their flight from Zuko and toward saving the world. Now her brown locks, slightly bleached from the time she spent in the sun, reached past her buttocks. Katara reached into the pouch at her waist, pulling out three things, gifts for the water spirit. three things the water spirit could never have from it's place on Earth.

The first was a peice of golden jewelry from deep inside the earth, a 'gift' frrom the earth king, it was carved into a lovely representation of what the earth kingdom thought was the Water Tribes other diety. The golden tail of the seamaid dipped and swirld with such intricacy it was mind boggling. Each scales and hair was a seperate peice and no doubt made by a long dead metal bender. Katara removed a knife from where it rest in the waist band of her bottoms and sliced her palm, before setting the golden idol in the life giving liquid. Thouroughly coated, Katara dropped it into the sea and was amazed o sea it disappear almost immidiately as it hit the sandy bottom.

Katara shuddered a bit as she remembered the next part of the ceremony, a ceremony she'd found record of in the library in the desert. She pulled out next the dried lily she'd been givin by Aang when the had gone to Aunt Wu, something growing from fire. More blood was doused upon the item and as before, it dissappeared. This time before it hit the bottom. the water spirit knew what she was doing, and it scared her.

Finally, Katara pulled out a bit of flying bison hair, courtesy of a blad patch bearing Appa. She really didn't want to get fur in her self inflicted wound, but she had little choice. As the final bit of offering disappeared, this time the moment it hit the water, Katara dropped her lamp into the sea, awaiting the appearance of the spirit. She didn't have to wait long, for the moment she dropped her lamp and before it even touched the water, a column of water was forming. She couldn't see what shape or form it was taking, the night was far too dark.

She jumped when she felt a pair of hands caress her from behind, one moving foreward over her shoulder and down her body, graving lightly over her still growing breasts and down her stomach where it came to rest firmly on her hip, holding her tight to the body of a male being's chest. The other hand was far less modest, running it's finger through her hair and coursing down to pinch her bottom lightly before resting on her other hip. She heard a light sniff and felt a face bury itself into her neck, she was frieghtend, but at the same time strangely excited. A warming sensation was forming in her belly, even though she knew she should be frightened, upset, pushing this intrusion away.

"My, my, my, what have we here?"A voice as smooth and strong as the element she used was purring into her ear with every word he spoke. "It seems I have a waterbender in my midst. A female at that."

She felt him move to her front, his hands moving from hip to hip as he spoke. The water around them had gone deathly still, but his movements on her body had not, for his finger began had began drumming on her hips and ribs.

"Tell me your name, little water witch," he purred out, his breath ghosting over Katara's lips.

"Katara, of the Southern water tribe," she spoke out. Her words were more like whispers however, causing a rumbling noise to vibrate through his chest and into her own as he pulled her closer to him. She wondered why he was touching her so much. It felt wonderful, invigorating, pleasing and dare she say, arousing? She still couldn't see him though, and this worried her.

"Katara," he rolled her name off of his tounge. The way he said her name, she had never heard anyone say it in such a fashion before. the way this spirit spoke it made her feel like a woman. "How lovely your name is. But tell me my dear," She could feel his cheek against hers as his lips grazed her ear. "What is it you want from me?"

"I...I want to make a deal," Katara spoke. She couldn't turn back, not now after all she'd been through and done.

"A deal? how intriguing." Katara felt him back up as his hands moved to new positions, one moved to firmly stay at her side while the other roamed to her backside, cupping firmly and staying. Her breath caught in her throat while the seductive and perverse spirit began to knead to muscle. "Now tell me what your deal is."

"I would like your blessing and power," Katara spoke in as steady a voice she could muster with him touching her as he was. The hand on her side had moved to the breast he'd failed to touch earlier, ghosting over it. "The same way Princess Yue was blessed by the moon spirit."

"Humph, the moon spirit. Bah, that silly huntress is so cold and unfeeling. Tell me, who supplies her hunters with their food?" The question was obviously directed at her and she answered quickly as his hands began to undo her breast binding's.

"You do sir," she answered, trying to ignore the face buried between her soft mounds.

"That's right!" He exclaimed. "And who cleanses the land?"

"You do sir!" She cried out as he pinched a nipple.

"That's correct, and tell me, who gives to the crops?"

"You do my lord!" She screamed when he ground his hips against her own.

"I do, you were so correct in asking me to bless you instead of her."

Oh and What a blessing he was giving her! Katara cried out when she felt something latch upon her breast, faintly recognizing it to be a mouth when a wet appendage began to move across her nipple. She could feel his hands moving to the ties of her underthings and the fabric falling away and into the ocean. She gasped then as instead of clutching her rear, his left hand slipped further between her legs and the right lifted her legs to around his hip. She felt compelled then to wrap her other leg around him.

He released her breast and smiled against her mouth, licking her lips before speaking. "I always did favor you my dear," He laughed before kissing her gently. "You just didn't know it."

His mouth began to work magic on her own then, working against her morales and resistance (both of which had been sent to the underworled the moment he touched her). His tounge graced her lips lightly asking for her lips to break against his, like waves upon a rocky shore. Katara was reluctant however, until the mysterious god grazed a finger along her flower. As she cried out in pleasant shock, his toungue darted in and carefully, gently massaged her own until it came out to play on it's own. The hand stayed where it was, rubbing her sex until her juices began to coat her thighs and puddle in his palm. Katara cried out again as his fingers began to ascend into her body, entering slowly and deeply into her private cavern.

Katara's legs wound about his waist tighter as he moved them in and out of her slowly, his tounge now trailing along her collar bone, circling her pulse point. His mouth latched on and he began sucking on her neck, nipping at her skin and soothing it with his tounge. Her breath was coming faster as he added further stimuli to this forbidden act. His fingers began to pump inside of her body faster and faster until Katara felt herself moving to meet him and the joy she knew lay beyond the horizon.

Smalls cried and mewls escaped her mouth, increasing in volume and time until her damn broke and her essance dribbed down into the sea. Her body froze against him as she shuddered against him, held tightly by his arms. He breathing had slowed but a moment before she found herself on her back, against the water which refused to give way under her weight as the mysterious being moved above her. The water god's mouth, because was a god, was back to kissing her furiously. He was consumed by a madness it seemed and was intent on infecting her with it as well. The hands which had been so giving in her neither regions were now resting on her hips, bringing them up to meet his now bare ones and the spear between them.

Katara lightly gasped as he began to rub against her, in pleasure and shock. She hadn't thought he would go this far, but now she wanted to. She reached her arms up to him, not surprised when she felt strong muscles and smooth skin, he must have been long haired, for the strands were tickling her face and neck. His kisses were gentle now, against her mouth and neck, butterflies dancing upon her skin. His strong hand pulled her leg around him and with a soul consuming kiss, he thrust into her.

Katara screamed into the gods mouth, sea drops falling from her eyes as she shuddered and sobbed. Her tears were kissed away by his cool lips as he began to move, the feeling of pain ebbing away as he rocked his body along into hers. The torn flesh inside was healed by his movements and replaced by pleasure. Katara found herself rocking against him as he moved faster inside of her. He held her tight against him, the water manipulating her body and allowing him to penetrate deeper into her being. The rythem and speed, never ending and relentless was becoming too much. Sharp needle teeth bit into the skin of her neck, the sensation releasing an ultimate pleasure from his actions. She could feel hot liquid shooting into her body as her thrust into her roughly, letting loose a growl.

Katara had no time to catch her breath as the Water Spirit began again, assulting her mouth and pounding his member into her body. Katara felt slick appendages came from the water, wrapping around her body, sucking on the skin as they moved and wriggled about. She gasped, realising they were tenticles when one began to move between her cheeks and circle her anus. It was so arousing Katara felt her muscles contract again around the water god. She moaned when he removed himself from her body, to which he gave a sexy chuckle.

"So very excitable," she heard him speak. She gasped aloud as the tenticle sucking upon her pink ring penetrated her, moving about wildly and making her muscles tense, it was painful and pleasuring at the same time. it's movements were slow and deliberate as yet another tenticle entered the hole the water god had left moments before. Katara found herself writhing in pleasure as the water below her moved her body to a sitting position. Very distantly she could hear her god speaking to her as the suction and wiggling gave her release yet again.

"My darling," Katara picked up through her haze. the tenticles were growing in both girth and excitement, causing her to quiver in delight. "Open your mouth for me darling, I have something for you."

Katara did as told, the darkness of night was hiding what he was about to give her, but she could smell his maleness. It had been the same arousing scent she smelled when they first met and he attacked her throat. something touched her lips then, warm and hard and wet. It smelled of her as well and she realized what it was. The god must have sensed her uncertainty, for his hand threaded through her hair and the swirling tenticles inside her her ceased their actions.

"It's alright my little witch," he spoke from above her. "I simply want a gift. It is quite alright if you don't want to." Katara leaned into his hand as it came to rest on her cheek. "I just want you to be comfortable."

"No," Katara spoke, for the first time in many moments. "I'll do it. You've givin me so much, it's only fair."

The moment her lips touched the tip of the gods erect member, the tenticular diversions started up again, slowly and methodicly. She remebered what she was supposed to do, and with each bit she took in, felt his grip tighten and the wriggling things in her body speed up and become wilder. As she went deeper on him she groaned causing him to fist her hair and shudder, giving out his own groan. Katara thought for a breif second as she pulled off and the tenticles slowed. Her groaning affected him, and his pleasure gave her pleasure.

Katara started to humm the song of Ba Sing Se around him as she went up and down, causing his hips to buck and his throat to let loose growls and groans. The tenticles moved faster and faster within her, spinning and swirling and curling about as he began thrusting into her mouth. His hands were threaded through her brown locks holding her steady as he began to pound deeper and deeper. As Katara moaned from her appraoching climax, his grip tightened and she felt the same hot liquid spill into her mouth. He was speaking again, refusing to remove himself from her mouth.

"Swallow it Katara," he spoke, making her mind whirl with his manner of speaking. he body gave a shake as the tenticles slid out and became water once again. "Swallow me and I'll give you the power you wish for and more."

Katara didn't even have to think about her choice as she swallow hid oddly flavored seed. Salty, yet sweet and savory as it slid across her tounge and into her belly. She wanted more, craved and began licking away the excess along his thick rod, earning soft sighs from her new master. He pulled her off of him when he began to harden again, pulling her to her feet this time, the bed of water below her slowly dissolving. She was again pulled to his chest, this time his arms stayed solitary, one on her lower back and the other higher up, holding her to him. This time she did bury her face in his neck and breathed deeply his scent.

"I shall see you again love," she heard his voice speak to her. "But then sun is already reaching her finger across the sky. I must leave you."

"Wait!" Katara shouted as let her go and began moving away. "When will I see you again? When will I even see you?"

Pinkish finger of light were indeed begining to come across the sky, outlining the bust of a man as he descended into the deep, chuckling.

Woo! first chapter is done! I honestly have to tell you it took about three days to write that. It was really hard not writing up "his" looks. My fingers just wanted to type him up >_<. Oh yeah, Katara's looks are going to begin changing the more she spends time with the water god. Quality and otherwise...i guess necking and having sex could be considered quality time. Now! Voting time, pick your favorite word!

Suigin

Mizugiwa

Suimaru

Mizumaru

Wakimizu