A Great Sandwich
“I can see why Nik tried sneaking your special stash,” Ursa speaks with a pleasant smile as the sun’s first ray graces her fair and refined features as she sips on a cup of tea brewed by Iroh. The duo enjoys tea and the sight of their children practicing in the distant field, well, to be precise, Azula sauntering like a boastful Dove-Peacock as Ken and Zuko train with gritted jaws.
Iroh chuckles at her words, “The secret is keeping a specific quantity of different tea leaves together.”
The duo watches Azula draw another arc of lightning that travels in the sky, eliciting a soft sigh from Iroh.
“Do you think she is getting too proud?” Ursa ventures a guess.
“It would have been a problem if Azula kept around the wrong company. But I’m not worried anymore. I searched for you three for the same reason, but I can feel at ease even if you are no longer here.”
“Indeed, we will always be together no matter the distance,” Ursa sighs gently with a fond look, only to realize Iroh’s weird stare.
“What?”
“Not worrying about your ability to survive is what I meant to say,” Iroh smiles at Ursa as the woman reveals a less-than-noble look of a young girl’s embarrassment with her cheeks shaded red. She gulps the tea quietly as Iroh continues to rumble a belly-trembling chuckle.
“What about Ken?” Ursa changes the direction of the conversation, “Will he succeed you?”
“He doesn’t want to,” Iroh reveals. “Ken is just getting comfortable around me. And for now, he doesn’t want to do anything with royalty. He’s taken a great passion for firebending, so that’s something we can bond over eventually.”
Ursa stares at her nephew-in-law practicing with Zuko. The two of them practice well together, with Zuko adopting the lead as it is ‘beneath’ Azula to be seen training with them.
“I miss Lu Ten,” Ursa whispers.
“Hmm,” Iroh’s smile flashes his momentary sadness, but he drowns it away with his swole tea.
“Take care of yourself, Ursa. Children, too. The world beyond ours must be intriguing, but it may also be all the more dangerous. And Nik seems to attract danger as honey would attract flies.”
“It’s a good thing he had a wonderful teacher,” Ursa smiles broadly.
“Several wonderful teachers,” Iroh corrects her, “I don’t think I could have taught Nik how to put his legs behind his head as well as Suki and Ty Lee.”
Ursa scoffs a giggle before her nose itches suddenly, and she lets out a soft sneeze.
“Sniff,” she wrinkles her nose and frowns. “Odd.”
“Hah! Maybe someone misses you,” Iroh refills her cup of tea. The two of them know that the next Nik arrives to pick them up, it may as well be their farewell. So, Ursa intends to enjoy Iroh’s company as much as she can.
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Nik realized this world may have unlocked something inside him besides Mokshi’s spiritual strength. After all, he has become a fan of heart-warming moments between a mother and a daughter. What’s odd is, he notes, his first profession saw him several instances of siblings, aunts, and nieces. But never a pair of mother and daughter. It’s especially telling since he was one of the top earners in Esta’s district, having a payout above many females.
So, he welcomes the scene in front of him with metaphorically open arms.
“You are here, Nik,” Kya adopts the same formal accent she did a few days ago when acting as the queen in Ursa’s stead. A long and thin red gown covers her curvaceous but less athletic body, making her look like an aristocrat. A golden pin holds her topknot in check while the rest of her dark-brown hair cascades upon her back.
“Hmm, I am,” Nik nods with a smirk as he waits for Katara to emerge from the wardrobe. And as expected, a gold-trimmed full-sleeved red top covers her torso with a loose red skirt reaching her ankles from her slim waist, and a topknot like Kya’s ties up Katara’s wavy brown hair.
However, Nik notices a lack of jewelry on both of them, except Katara’s choker, which is still around her neck.
His eyes scan them from top to bare feet bottom. And as he takes in the sight, Katara grumbles, “He is engaged to Yue.”
Kya’s eyelids jump in surprise as she breaks her supposed character, “Really? Congratulations!”
“Thanks,” Nik grins at her.
“Hmm, so you must be wondering—” Nik interjects the royally punctuating Kya with a wave of his hand. “As much as I would love to hear you play around the topic with your words, ‘Ursa,’” he asserts while looking at Katara mischievously, “I think I speak for all that Azula’s already at the edge of her limits. It’s bad enough I didn’t start presenting chokers with her.”
Katara rolls her eyes. Their intentions might be obvious, but seeing Nik shamelessly go along with it is a different matter.
Then again, his instances with Ursa and Azula initially were rather apt expressions of his shamelessness.
Kya muses for a second and looks at Katara before smiling without an ounce of awkwardness.
“Indeed,” she doesn’t pose with an accent any longer. Instead, she pats the area of the mattress beside her, “So, do not keep my daughter waiting.”
Nik chuckles as he grabs Katara’s hand, dragging her alongside him with a huge smile. Assuming that the two must have discussed things extensively enough for the lack of his input on the matter, Nik decides to get into the thick of the affair. He wastes no time festering potential awkwardness by pulling Katara into a deep kiss as he catches her chin with his thumb and index. Katara’s eyes snap wide open briefly at the surprising pace of all of it before realizing it is better this way.
How long should they keep talking about it?
It’s about time they put their bodies into action.
Katara peers past Nik as they kiss to look at Kya, finding her mother surprisingly curious about them as she keenly watches the duo kissing. Katara’s heart rate almost skyrockets then and there as her body reacts in a strange but not unacceptable manner to a blood-relative audience. Then again, Kya wanted to be Katara’s and Sokka’s friend before acting as a parent. And Katara’s already slept with most of her ‘friends,’ using Nik as a literal and metaphorical link between them.
But something about Kya’s curious gaze sets Katara off briefly. Her lips instantly desire a sloppier action as she leans against Nik to suck his tongue, her hands frantically searching for a way to undress Nik without breaking their kiss, all the while keeping her gaze matched with her mother’s.
“Hnf~!” A low, breathless chuff escapes Katara as Nik coils an arm around Katara’s slender waist before unfastening her skirt to have his hand on her well-trained ass as swiftly as possible. She barely resists, her hands further settling to tear Nik’s thin tunic just to keep their lips sealed the entire time, as the duo of experienced waterbenders clearly prefer a practical exchange of liquid over anything else. Nik’s thin training tunic didn’t stand a chance.
With the couple undressing each other and rarely taking a break for gasping breath, Kya finds herself oddly thrilled. She expected Katara to continue feeling anxious, leaving Kya to lead things as they find their pace if they even build any. But seeing Nik pin Katara readily, Kya cannot help but feel a little enticed to act on her expectations. The Chieftain’s mother strives to strike when the iron is hot as she lies beside Katara, surprising the young couple, before smiling, “Room for me? I can always come back later.”
Katara feels her heart stuck in her throat. She doesn’t want Nik and Kya alone in a room. Not before THIS, at least. So, she presses her hands on Nik’s chest, gesturing to him to sit up, which he does, while smiling at Kya.
“There’s always room for more. Especially after my evolution,” Nik shamelessly drags the waistband of his trouser closer to his crotch as the bulge pitched in his pants looks even more prominent. But he stops shy from exposing himself more than a bit of his veiny beginnings.
“Of the several mysteries beyond our world, you just had to be blessed with the basest of them all,” Kya fires her shots, too, being remarkably more playful than usual as Katara blushes and gasps, “Mom!”
“Yes, Azula?” Kya blinks at Katara as the waterbender lets out a soft groan.
‘This is an incredibly bad idea,’ she realizes only now.
“I’m not the only one,” Nik smirks as he recalls hundreds of different lust-based bloodlines under one being’s control within the Progenitor Space. Twilight Spirit, his bloodline, is simply one of the weakest in existence in the grand scheme of things. But those are future Nik’s concerns. The present him focuses on two remarkably similar-looking ones, one older than the other but no less beautiful in his books.
Even he has to admit that Kya and Katara’s features look too similar, a trait not shared by Michi, Poppy, Ursa, and their daughters. Their ocean-blue hues stare at him with frighteningly similar curiosity, waiting for him to choose as they lie in front of him.
‘Now this is quite unfair,’ Nik works his lower jaw quietly before smirking. ‘But should I even take it easy?’ What he wants is not some one-off fling with Kya if possible, so getting rough and rowdy unless she seems to want it is out of the question. But before that, who should he even pick?: A jealous Katara still reeling from the fact Yue got her ritual rights first, or Kya, whose expectations are probably layered exponentially over the years?
‘Or,’ Nik easily takes a more ‘logical’ route, in his handbook of man-whoring at least, as he slides his trousers down to his thighs, surprising the mother-daughter duo as his meaty erection springs free in all its needy twitches and throbs as he continues to sit on his knees. “Could you two help me with this?”
He flashes them a harmless smirk as he places his hands on his waist. The answer is obvious as it can be, right? He can go for the distance, so he doesn’t need to act hasty and choose. Besides, isn’t he the prize in this situation? Kya and Katara can certainly work on him together instead.
Emboldened by his smirk and more familiarity with his thick club, Katara sits up slightly. She presses her body on Nik’s right side while hesitatingly glancing at her watchful mother before sinking her lips over his neck with a soft huff. Her slender hand strokes his thick cock while the other arm coil around his in a link of sorts as she maps his neck with kisses.
Kya takes little time to accept the invitation as she plants a sensual and somewhat eager groan beside his ear before tracing Katara’s hand on his cock with hers as the waterbender flinches.
“Can I ask you two something?” Kya whispers as she hesitatingly pecks Nik’s jaw before sliding her hand to the base of his shaft, while Katara settles her hand around his tip, palming the bulbous head before working her fingers around his glans as he grunts softly, “Sure you can.”
“What are your true intentions toward my daughter?”
Nik and Katara freeze again as Kya smirks beside herself, planting another gentle peck under his jaw as she squeezes his shaft more firmly while stroking him. Observing her from the corner of his eyes, Nik huffs, “You’ve got a terrible sense of humor, morbid even.”
And he finds himself making an equally terrible pun as Kya’s smirk widens a little, her fingers squeezing his cock to satisfactory proportions.
“I intend to marry her, ma’am,” Nik adds as he smiles at Katara before shifting his moderately hungry gaze to Kya, “You, too, Ursa.”
“I must feel so lucky,” Kya whimsically replies as Katara scoffs with cheeks bright red, “Why don’t you marry Yue?”
Nik seals her lips the next second before pulling back and huskily whispering, “Less talking and more working for your hand, Azula. You wouldn’t want me spanking your bottom red in front of your mother, would you? Or is that exactly why you’re lashing out?” His hand squeezes Kataras’s perky brown ass. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Katara vibrates in frustration as she looks over to Kya, who accepts the role of stroking Nik and mapping her side of his neck religiously.
‘One of the worst ideas ever!’ Katara admonishes herself for taking part in this, but she keeps going. Nik’s hand groping and squeezing her cheeks so roughly only encourages her to watch Nik writhe in pleasure when he finally ejaculates.
‘Oh, spirits!’ Katara’s eyes widen as she realizes something. ‘I didn’t tell Mom about… how much he lets out, did I?’ Then again, there is no way her lover’s cum capacity would have ever worked up naturally in their conversation leading to this event.
Kya’s eyes, meanwhile, widen briefly for another reason. She feels Nik’s hand on her ass as well. His sturdy fingers and broad palm take a gentle but firm stock of her meat as if weighing her use: Her body’s use, or so she imagines. His hand extracts a throaty moan from her side, her body feeling especially tense and on edge after such a period of passage as she almost succumbs to the sensations shooting up her spine right then and there.
The mother and daughter stare at the cock they’ve been working on for a while, both of them eager to have him cum for their reasons as Nik massages their butts at the same time with a pleasant expression.
Already sensitive after a night with Yue, where the rugged-adventurer-loving princess spared him no moment of solitude, Nik reaches the edge quicker than expected. But he doesn’t suppress the urge to release.
Why should he?
His cock throbs powerfully in their hands as Kya’s grip loosens and her movements gain more pace. While Katara lets out a hot, eager pant and covers his tip with her palm, making him groan at the itchy sensation before release multiplying exponentially. His palms pinch their butts at the same time, eliciting soft and surprised yelps as he shoots jets of cum against Katara’s hand, which shuts the momentum of his ejaculation at the cost of her hand getting a thick coat of his seed, with the rest splattering down on her mattress.
“This is what Ursa meant…” Kya watches the mess with a slight eagerness.
“You knew?” Katara gasps.
“Hmm, June spoke about it with Michi, who told Poppy and Ursa… er, Me.”
Nik and Katara roll their eyes simultaneously as he lets out a refreshed sigh.
“Well, I’m glad it’s to your liking,” he shrugs as Nik pat their asses at the same time before gesturing with an upward nod of his chin, “I’m going to lie there.”
“Why?” Katara huffs.
“I just feel I’m leaving things at two pairs of capable hands,” Nik chuckles as he remarks, “Mouths, even. Or more. Really, it’s up to you two. After all,” he emphasizes, “We three have been doing this for a long time.”
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Alternate Title: When Plan Blows in the Face; Soon Will Nik; Ursa and Iroh’s Wholesome Moment; Nik Surely Misses Ursa… It’s Not Like He Has Actresses Playing the Part; A Very Bad Plan Done Right; Nik Picked His Crown; The Tease; An Explosion Soon Worthy of Megumin; A Dark-Skinned, Waterbending Azula; Katara Can Get Hooked on Spanks; Kya Knows a Person Who Knows Things; Morbid Sense of Humor; Strikingly Similar Faces; The Edge Followed Through; Nik Mastering the Ways of Oyakodon; Nik Leaves Things to Capable Hands… Mouths, Breasts, Asses, and More!; When Cliff Smacks in the Face; When Alternate Titles Become Self-Aware!
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