Author's Note: Here is my first avatar story. I hope you like it. Please R&R. I already have the next chapters ready. I only wait for your reviews before I put up the next chapter.

Warning: This chapter contains lemon.

Remark: I don't own Avatar.

Prologue

Two bodies lay entwined on a huge bed, with beautiful red silk sheets. Not only the sheets were red but every corner of the luxury room was covered with the fierce colour. The room belonged to the former crown-prince Zuko, who had sneaked away from the ceremony which was held to celebrate the four years end of the war and the coronation of the new Fire Lord. But he hadn't left alone, he had taken the waterbending master Katara with him.

He kept kissing her fiercely while his hands travelled towards the sash that kept her robe in place. She pulled away for a moment and looked him in the eye, while her hands went to his hair and took the ceremonial Fire Lord artefact out of it.

"You better take your armour of, before I'll break it with some water."

He chuckled and leaned back to pull the armour over his head. He tossed it from the bed along with his hairpiece.

"Now now Zuko, is that the way you treat your ceremonial artefacts," Katara said with a grin, which Zuko answered with one of his own and he started kissing her passionately while untying the sash and pushing her robe from her shoulders.

She did the same to his robe. He kicked his boots off and pushed Katara down to the mattress. The only things that covered her were her undergarments. But that wouldn't last very long. Zuko started planting wet kisses behind her right ear, travelling down her neck to her collarbone while his hands travelled underneath her breastbindings pulling them loose. His hands glided over her smooth, tanned skin to the bindings that were covering her intimate area. His tongue licked her breasts and he started sucking on one of her nipples. He felt it harden under his ministrations and bit in it.

Katara let out a pleasured groan. Zuko pulled the last remains of her bindings away and tossed them aside while he kept sucking on her breast. When he pulled away Katara rolled him over so that she was sitting on top of him.

"You think that's fair. You still wearing your pants?" she asked silkily.

It sent shivers down his spine and his erection started pressing against the fabric of his pants.

"I'm only waiting for you to remove them," he said huskily.

He had only said that when he felt a strong tug at his pants. He kicked them off just like he had with his boots. Katara sucked on his left earlobe, which felt roughly leathery on her tongue. She pulled away and stroked her hand over his scar. He closed his eyes and then without a warning he rolled her over and looked down at her. His hand stroked over her stomach and went between her legs forcing them to spread. His fingers paused at her opening, ready to penetrate, but Katara shook her head.

"No more playing around, I want you and I want you now!" she said.

"You sure are in a hurry tonight," he smirked as he placed himself on top of her.

In one blow he thrust inside her. She screamed in ecstasy and wrapped her legs around his back. He pulled back and thrust in again, at the same time Katara brought her hips up meeting his thrust. They both moaned in pleasure. Zuko build up a rhythm thrusting in and out while she followed him.

"Deeper!" she panted as she untangled her legs from his back and placed them on top of his shoulder so he could penetrate her more fierce and deeper.

Zuko was more than happy to oblige to her wishes. He started moving faster and his thrusts became more brutal.

"Zuko!" Katara screamed as she reached her first climax.

She clenched her muscles together.

"Katara," Zuko groaned and he thrust in as deep and hard as he could, almost reaching his own climax.

They both were sweating and panting now.

"More!" Katara breathed.

Zuko pulled her in his lap as he sat on his knees.

"As much as you want," he whispered as he kissed her passionately.

They pulled away and Katara lifted her hips from his lap and thrust down immediately afterwards. She kept continuing this process until they both climaxed and he released inside of her. They fell back on the mattress and gasped for air. Zuko pulled out of her and lay down next to her. Katara sighed deeply and felt the familiar throbbing between her legs. Zuko pulled the sheets over them and pulled Katara closer towards him. He nuzzled the nape of her neck and closed his eyes, feeling content with his true love in his arms.

"Stay with me, Katara," he said drifting of to sleep. "Here in the Fire Nation."

Katara was still fully awake and her heart skipped a beat as she heard him confess his desires.

"I love you, stay with me, marry me."

Katara didn't make a single noise and waited until Zuko was deep asleep as she stood and gathered her clothes.

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The next morning Zuko awoke and turned over. He slowly opened his eyes and looked next to him. Katara was gone. Zuko sat immediately straight, his eyes searching for a trace of Katara in his room. Her clothes were gone, no note left behind. Zuko jumped out of bed and put on a dressing gown. There was a knock on his door.

"Yes," he called, hoping it was Katara.

The door opened and his uncle's bright smiling face greeted him.

"Good morning Fire Lord, did you sleep well. I guess you must, you even slept so long you missed the avatar and his friends taking off."

"What? Was Katara with them?"

"Yes, she was. She looked quite troubled if you ask me," Iroh said thoughtfully.

"Troubled?" Zuko repeated softly.

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