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deecherrywolf.livejournal.com) wrote in 31_days2008-12-04 02:47 pm
[Dec 4] [Avatar] The Splendor of Our Secret
Title: The Splendor of Our Secret
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Dec 04 / making love in the temple
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Zuko/Katara
Rating: NC-17
It was wrong, completely wrong... wicked and vile... but she couldn't help it. It felt so right. How could something feel wrong and right at the same time? Perhaps it was because this man had always made he feel like that. Two extremities at once. And perhaps their elements had something to do with that. Fire and Water. Polar opposites, and here they were... in a Fire Nation temple, away from the palace, lying together.
The dark skinned woman threw back her head as the man gripped her hips and ground the two together, still deep inside of her. The temple, meant for pray and thanks, had begun to smell of sin. The two of them wrapped in each other. Their hands locked, fingers threading together. His dark hair fell in her face, gold eyes met blue for a moment, but then they had to look away. The guilt would get to them if they stared to long.
But while they had time, they'd enjoy their dirty little secret. The feel of their skin touching... the spark they received when they did so. And the tremble in their voices as they called to each other.
“Zuko...”
“Katara...”
(The End)
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Dec 04 / making love in the temple
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Zuko/Katara
Rating: NC-17
It was wrong, completely wrong... wicked and vile... but she couldn't help it. It felt so right. How could something feel wrong and right at the same time? Perhaps it was because this man had always made he feel like that. Two extremities at once. And perhaps their elements had something to do with that. Fire and Water. Polar opposites, and here they were... in a Fire Nation temple, away from the palace, lying together.
The dark skinned woman threw back her head as the man gripped her hips and ground the two together, still deep inside of her. The temple, meant for pray and thanks, had begun to smell of sin. The two of them wrapped in each other. Their hands locked, fingers threading together. His dark hair fell in her face, gold eyes met blue for a moment, but then they had to look away. The guilt would get to them if they stared to long.
But while they had time, they'd enjoy their dirty little secret. The feel of their skin touching... the spark they received when they did so. And the tremble in their voices as they called to each other.
“Zuko...”
“Katara...”
(The End)