A brief sneak peak into my drafts. Normally I keep them under lock and key but the intrusive thoughts won on this one…
𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 18+, heavy make-out, suggestive content, grinding, Kataang being horny
“Forgive me?” Aang whispered reverently against her lips, staring up at her with lidded eyes.
Katara pulled back just enough to peer back at him through her dark lashes, a wicked glint in her eyes. "...Depends on how you plan to make it up to me," she grinned, a slow, predatory curve of her lips.
Aang grinned right back, his own eyes flashing with a matching heat. His hands tightened on her waist, and with a smooth, deliberate motion, he rolled his hips up, grinding the hard ridge of his need against the thin fabric of her leggings.
The friction was electric.
Katara gasped at the sharp sting of pleasure, her eyes fluttering shut as a low, desperate whine escaped her throat, her hips chasing the feeling.
"Is that a challenge, Katara?" Aang hummed, his voice a low rumble, mischief and desire shining intensely in those grey eyes.
How does he do it? Look so innocent while acting so devilish.
Katara panted, her hips moving in small circles against him, seeking more of that delicious pressure. Her face was flushed with a need equally matched by the man under her.
She wanted it—no she needed it.
Why the hell were their clothes still on?
A incredulous laugh escaped her, husky and frustrated in the same note. Was he really going to tease her and leave her wanting?
Well, two can play at that.
"Oh, I don’t know. Are you up to it, Aang," she purred, grinding her leaking ache down onto the large bulge straining against his loose pants. She leaned down and nipped his ear playfully, her nails slowly tracing the line of his tattoo from his head down his spine.
Aang let out a pleased hissed, his control slipping.
In a fluid, powerful movement, he flipped them, pinning Katara beneath him on the bedroll. He settled his weight over her, his forearms braced on either side of her head. He lowered his face to hers, his nose brushing against her cheek.
"Better stay quiet," he warned cheekily, his voice thick with heat and tease. Katara shivered in want as his warm breath brushed over her ears. "We don't want anyone to hear us, hmm?"
Katara glared up at him, her blue eyes flashing, but the effect was ruined by the blush on her cheeks and the way her chest heaved with anticipation. "I think you should worry more about that," she sassed, her hands sliding down to grip his ass and pull him tighter against her.
Aang flushed, a snort of laughter escaping him.
“Yeah, fair enough.” He chuckled, before chasing her lips once more.
Anddd imma leave it there! 🙈
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