Katara’s More Azula Than She Knows
Nik presses his head further into Katara’s pillow, his hands involuntarily reaching behind Kya’s and Katara’s heads as his hips jerk against Katara’s face, letting her throat squeeze out the last drop of his ejaculation with a half-lidded gaze and filled cheeks as Kya pecks the flat of his crotch and massages his quivering nuts.
“Huff,” a soft, pleasure-laced grunt escapes his lips, his body reacting more to the sight of the mother and daughter than the sensation of Katara’s flexing throat as her full cheeks sink in again, making her lips around the roots of his cock prominent as she stares at him with an upturned gaze—just too much like her mother!
He exhales a soft chuckle before bringing his hands close to the back of their ears. “You did a great job, Azula~!”
Katara deadpans at him as she slides her lips to the tip as slowly as possible before releasing his erect shaft with an almost popping sound.
To be fair to Katara, Azula could never use her throat like this, but she damn well makes up for it with her viciously slutty nature behind closed doors or, ehm, out in the open if they get rearing for it.
“Sure thing,” Katara scoffs as she narrows her eyes at his shaft, “But your body’s telling me I could have done better.”
She flicks her index finger against the wet underside of his cock while Kya pulls up after a sneaky peck on his shaft. But it clearly isn’t sneaky enough because she earns Katara’s and Nik’s stare the next second, causing her to giggle slightly before punctuating with a throaty ‘hmm,’ “This has its upside, too. We can spend our effort elsewhere instead of making a man’s body more earnest of our actions after one release.”
“I didn’t need details,” Katara scoffs with a pout, while Kya stares at Nik and questions in slight worry, “I hope it’s not burdensome on your body. Erections lasting too long can be harmful, or so I’m taught.”
Nik’s hands slide down their backs as he half-shrugs, sighing, “I don’t know if it’s harmful anymore. Maybe when I was a regular human, but I was still accustomed to some drugs from my world. Now? Maybe that time limit has increased to days if I have to assume things.”
“Days,” Kya repeats the word under her breath while Katara stares at him quietly, too. They never discussed this kind of thing, so such an assumption, even if reasonable, surprises her a fair bit.
Long gone are the days when she would have sneakily used bloodbending to make his erections last longer than hours. Her man has become the bane of their existence!
The thought of them doing it for days sounds oddly wrong, yet the image of the group laced in each other’s sweat, moans, pleasure, and juices charges Katara—in ways she finds dangerous. So dangerous, she cuts her thoughts short and refocuses on the situation practically hard in their hands.
“So,” Clearing her throat, Katara questions, “Um, who would go first?”
“You two didn’t discuss it beforehand?” Nik raises an eyebrow.
“We just don’t talk about things like that, alright?” Katara fiercely blushes while Kya smiles at her daughter. “It’s up to you, dear.”
“Oh, then you first,” Nik smiles at Kya.
“I’m the dear.” Katara rolls her eyes before huffing. As conflicted as she feels saying this, Katara admits that it is also relieving somehow, “But you can go first.” Katara agrees with Nik on this matter.
Kya blinks in surprise before nodding slowly.
Her hands reach for the hook of her thin red gown that fails its purpose spectacularly—Nik can practically see past the flimsy red fabric sticking to Kya’s heated, sweating body. Not to mention her poking nipples against the material. A rare trace of hesitation touches Kya’s face as she contemplates her situation a final time.
“What’s the matter?” Nik questions as he sits up.
“Until this moment, I felt what I said was what I felt. From being happy to meet my children again to feeling oddly carefree at Hakoda’s situation.” She frowns slightly, “I don’t know why I’m hesitant.”
Katara rolls her eyes before Nik gets another word as she pulls her mother from her collar, “From acting as Ursa and Azula to wearing similar outfits and all this—It’s your idea! You aren’t going to tell me you’re hesitating after watching ME swallow him whole and even going down on his ballsac!”
Her fierce glare pins Kya down, her other hand settles on Kya’s waist, and their dangerously close lips almost cross another line. Nik can argue that he deals with such emotional hesitancy, even Katara’s, with utmost gentleness and the right amount of coaxing, so seeing Katara ‘manhandle’ her mother, no matter how hypocritical of sight, is an intriguing one.
It looks like someone really adopted Azula’s approach.
Kya wryly smiles while feeling Katara angrily exhaling on her face, “I was going to say I missed feeling like a young girl.”
Katara deadpans and works her jaw silently while feeling Nik pursing his lips to contain his snicker.
“You know what?” Katara grumbles, “How about I help you with that?” Her lips sink on Kya’s as the mother’s eyes widen briefly. A slightly weird taste fills her mouth as Katara moves her tongue over Kya’s expertly, leaving the older one in a daze.
“How’s that for feeling young?” Katara questions while pulling back with a breathless pant, her hands firmly squeezing her mother’s shoulders.
Knowing full well what Katara means, Kya tries savoring the slightly salty but definitely approving taste with a hum. Her blue eyes fall on Nik as she nods slightly, “Quite well.”
“Really?” Nik finally snickers, “Good. I, personally, wouldn’t know.”
The daughter huffs at that.
On the other hand, Kya takes little time to unhook her dress from behind. The gown peels down her body slowly, revealing her choco-tipped round breasts, slender shoulders, a somewhat plump abdomen extending to wide hips, and an ass that Nik cannot wait to see. Her breasts sink as her shoulders tighten slightly defensively as Kya looks slightly away, feeling shy and ‘young’ at their stares.
“I admit, I may not look as toned as Michi,” Kya voices softly as Katara and Nik glance at each other.
“That’s like me saying—I wish I had a few more inches,” Nik finally rolls his eyes as Kya snorts a soft chuckle at his words. His words bring her attention to his still-throbbing cock as she maps his size in her mind, her wet lips twitching in response as they, too, feel as young and unprepared for the madness she is about to get herself into.
“You’d be using your hand if you were bigger,” Katara huffs and plops beside him, her torso facing him.
“Hah? What if my next evolution makes it even bigger?” Nik blinks.
“I will wish other women and their wombs good luck in their future endeavors. And that I will be beside Yue, healing them without an ounce of judgment.”
Nik smirks at her, pecking her cheek as his hand coils around her shoulder to pull her close. Meanwhile, Kya traces her hands over Nik’s muscular thigh, attracting his attention as he wags his brows at her.
“Don’t let me stop you now,” he smiles as the duo watches Kya half-crawl forward before straddling his legs and pressing her thinly-pubed crotch over the base of his cock.
Ignoring the duo momentarily, Kya closes her eyes while enjoying the pulsating heat right against the flat of her crotch. Her drooling lips pulsate with a beat of their own as she slowly opens her eyes with a newfound expression of clarity and resolve.
“Still hesitant, Kya?” Nik inquires, dropping the flimsy pretenses from before as Kya smiles back.
“Not in the least bit. Excitement simply comes in various forms. I—”
“Just get on him,” Katara interjects with a scoff, impatient for different reasons now as her body stirs slightly.
Kya raises an eyebrow before looking at Nik, who grins, “Yep, just get on me.” He, too, is slightly impatient.
He was ‘this’ close to getting the hang of lightningbending, but he clearly prioritizes his relationship. After all, it’s become his main objective to get more powerful—the women he knows are fucking talented.
And he refuses to be left behind.
But such things are better left unsaid, especially in such a scenario.
Kya smirks slightly and raises herself. Her left hand grips his eager shaft and guides it against her thin, glistening slit before gently descending on him as he enters her tight, flexing entrance as her pink flesh parts further and further. The girthy meat explores her body, pushing past all clenching walls until she settles just a bit above his crotch—barely bottoming him out.
She exhales sharply, her body settling on him after a second or two until her butt finally presses on the base of his thighs while her meat presses way more deeply than she imagined. Her face reveals a look of exertion, and she glances at the youth with a somewhat throaty groan, “You kids are crazy!”
Katara pouts before grumbling, “He only got thicker recently. It was slightly tame before.”
“Really? You call that tame?” Nik scoffs. He could speak for most of mankind that it was never tame. There was a reason why his return customers were the freakiest of the bunch.
Still sheathing Nik, not daring to move further, Kya clears her throat, “He is right. Think about it, Katara. He did not willingly increase his size, but you girls did accept it without many questions.”
“Whose side are you on?” Katara puffs her cheeks.
“I’m hanging here by a thread,” Kya looks down before nodding matter-of-factly, “Nik’s side, of course.”
“Just a thought, but it would have been easier with Mai’s energybending skill,” Nik points out, totally not because he digs the womb-heart hybrid tattoo over their crotches.
{X for doubt.}
Kya smiles as she leans on him, more than happy to see him not bringing up the topic of them moving instead as her breasts press into his chest. “Maybe next time.”
Nik’s smile widens, “Great!”
He understands that awkwardly staring at each other wouldn’t do, so breaking the ice before kissing Kya and leaning his face toward Katara to make out with her became his go-to method as he let the duo feel comfortable.
…Until Nik slides in the idea that Katara could match her mother’s pace on his face—an idea she finally accepts in great strides now that she is comfortable, too.
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“Huff!” Sokka exhales after regaining his breath as he collapses on his back. Nik somehow ends up working up a sweat with the entire family by the evening before collapsing right next to Sokka as they stare at the evening sky. Their training remains fruitful for both of them.
“Huff,” Ignit imitates them to the best of her abilities but sprawls on her belly instead as poor Nyla fell in exhaustion long ago under his playmate’s freakish capabilities. After all, Ignit has outstanding durability, no worse than her parents—Ran and Shaw.
Nik looks at Sokka slightly before staring at the sky again.
“I’m really fine,” Sokka punctuates calmly. “As much as I can be with the thought of my mother with you or anyone else.”
“I wasn’t thinking that,” Nik blinks before sitting up with a laugh, “I was about to say you were amazing.”
Sokka blanches as he realizes what Nik means before snorting a chuckle. “I really should stop making fun of Zuko and Tom.”
Nik shrugs, “But I am happier we can train like usual. I mean, you were sort of my first teacher.”
“Stab and run, I remember,” Sokka smirks proudly. “The best advice you’ll ever hear.”
“Damn right,” Nik grins before standing up and stretching a bit.
“You can still go on, huh,” Sokka huffs in dissatisfaction. While his skills are impeccable, the startling difference in the qualities of their bodies leaves him somewhat speechless.
“I still have lightningbending to practice,” Nik affirms, “We are leaving for Ba Sing Se tomorrow and then Omashu before finally stopping at your village, where Aang should be waiting for us. I can’t have Azula flashing her lightning when I finally get her neck.”
“Oh, and thanks,” Nik turns to look at Sokka.
“Like my disagreement would have stopped you or Katara,” Sokka shrugs.
“It would have stopped me,” Nik frowns, “Believe it or not. I want you around more than you can imagine.”
“Dude, I have a girlfriend.”
“And there you go,” Nik shrugs with a smirk. “Besides, who do you think I’m sharing the good stuff like a bloodline if I come across something similar?”
Sokka’s eyes briefly widen as Nik grins matter-of-factly, “Tom-Tom, of course.”
Sokka scoffs at Nik as he extends his hand, which Nik pulls promptly to help him up.
“Yue told me you guys went to the settlement to make plans. Toph should be enough, but do you need my help?”
“Not really. All you need to do is focus on your abilities. Our lives depend on you. Of course, it goes without saying that we will help you with any foe you face as you skedaddle through different worlds and train right here.”
Nik calmly nods as Sokka continues, “And one more thing. Take care of my sister.”
“Not your mother?”
Sokka shrugs, “I mean, Katara will try to tear you a new one if something happens to Mom because of you. Besides, I’ll have a proper brotherly threat ready with all its dramatic flair once you bring me a damn good bloodline and a hammer-wielding walrus as a pet to contend with Ignit.”
Ignit raises her head and coughs a peel of fire into the sky, making Nyla slightly yowl as Sokka grins while ignoring the two.
“And I’m a big believer in not doubting the men and women I choose to trust.” He extends his hand toward Nik. “Welcome to the family.”
Nik smiles and shakes his hand firmly, “Now, let’s discuss my position in this family, Son.”
Sokka rolls his eyes, feeling a little empathetic to Zuko and Tom-Tom. “If anything, you’re a cunt my Mom and Sister decided to share. A slab of meat.”
“Whatever gives you a good night’s sleep, Son.”
“We have a word for your situation in our culture—meat bitch.”
“That is no way to speak with your brotherly father, Son.”
They stare at each other before Sokka speaks bluntly, “Just get me some good stuff to get stronger, and I’ll happily demonstrate the essence of stab and run. You’re raring for it.”
“On a more serious note, let’s start discussing how things will run here,” Nik takes a training stance as Sokka exhales, “While you train.”
“While I train,” Nik nods, electricity dancing around his fingers as he starts moving his arms, feeling the chi inside him divide into two distinct qualities before releasing into what can be considered a pathetic splash of lightning.
*Roar*
“Oh, shut it, Ignit!”
“And now you know how I feel,” Sokka smirks.
“I never laugh at you.”
“Irrelevant,” Sokka dismisses before adding, “As for how things run here, Yue and I agreed that I will help my people settle if they move in. You and Katara released the few men of the tribe back then, but while I think they would be willing to live with the group who saved them. I don’t know what they would think about living inside one of the men in the group.”
“So, you’re calling yourself the weird one for agreeing.”
Sokka works his jaw before lying back, “I should have known my life would be turned upside down the moment a naked man fell on my sister from an abyss tearing open in the sky.”
“More fulfilling? You did find Rena.”
“By the way, fuck you. Rena wants her rights to the mating rituals, too.”
“Hmm?” Nik stares at the man inquisitively, “Oh, you mean I ruined the surprise?”
Sokka nods as he retrieves a choker from his pocket while looking at fondly. This choker once belonged to Katara—Their mother’s choker, who received it from their grandmother.
Katara would not need it any longer and finally agreed to give it to Sokka.
“Well, on my side, I could barely keep a surprise.”
Sokka and Nik shrug simultaneously before Sokka starts filling Nik with what he and Yue came up with as the other one trains in a disciplined manner.
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Alternate Title: Katara the Nutbender; Erection Mania; Evading Awkward Silence Like *Insert Kakashi Catching Dat Gay Shit Meme*; Who’s the Crazy One?; Bottoming Out to Breathlessness; Yes, Mommy; Kya Being Moderately Boastful; Nik Doing Things With the Sister, Mother… and the Brother; Sokka’s Plan For Interdimensional Dowry; Proving to be the Smartest in the Family Still; Welcoming a Member to the Family; Nik *In Vader Voice*: I’m Your Father, Son; Sassy Ignit; Ignit Tiring her Playmates—Learning From her Owner; Sokka’s Possible Selling Pitch to have Men Inside Nik?; Zuko and Tom-Tom *Stares at Sokka Menacingly*: Oh, How the Turn Tables
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A/N: I have had a bad rep to avoid more awkward first scenes and skip them for other lemons, so here’s me going back to the basics to write smut not for erections but literaction. Btw, can’t find a good Kya pic for the ff’s pic directory. Got a good Kya Pic? I would use one of the CG Rips of Kya from Mity’s Four Elements Trainer, but it’s a bit underwhelming, not that I should have a right to judge an artwork with me being a shitty artist, but hey, just tag me as judgmental.
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