Candles were lit all around the room of the beach house. Sokka and Suki had done a great job of setting this place up for our honeymoon. I’d have to remember to thank them when I get back.

I pushed Aang back towards the bed, but he stopped and smiled at me. “I’ve been waiting for my wedding night with you for nearly six years, Katara.” He kissed me long and hard, then pulled away again. “Let’s not rush it. I want this night to last for centuries.”

I wanted to take control, I like control, but at the same time I also wanted to give into him. Just for this one night.

He walked over to a bowl of oil that had already been set out and waiting for us. Aang must’ve asked Sokka for things in secret. He lit a flame in his hand and held it under the oil for a few seconds to make it warm.

Aang’s flame disappeared. He lifted his hands, pulling up a massage table made of earth, and draping a sheet over it. He walked over to me slowly and kissed my forehead.

“Get undressed and lay down,” he said with a slight commanding tone.

The wetness in my underwear told me I was quickly becoming far more okay with the idea of him being in control. My breath was already fast and heavy. I nodded, quickly removing my blue, water-tribe, wedding dress. I felt exposed and almost covered myself with my hands, until I saw his eyes heatedly roving over my body.

I let my hips sway a little as I walked to the table and laid on my stomach. Hot oil dripped onto my back and his hands slowly and sensually caressed it into my skin. I moan a little as he pressed with a little more force.

His hands slid all over my back for several minutes. I was calm and relaxed, but also felt the heat of his touch. His fingers played over my ass, then continued down my thighs and legs. He rubbed back up the right one. Taking his time and massaging every inch, until he was just below my inner thigh. He pulled away and massaged up the left leg.

I was so glad I only had two legs at that moment. When he got back up to my inner thigh he paused again. I accidentally let out a groan of disappointment.

Aang smacked my ass and laughed. “Patience, love. We will get there.”

I sat up and turned towards him. “You're not the only one who’s been waiting for this night,” I said heatedly. “It’s your turn to take off your clothes.”

Aang looked like he was about to argue, but decided against it. He airbended his clothes off quicker than I’d ever seen anyone dis-robe. He stood in front of me, displaying his hard white abs and even harder dick, already standing erect. I gulped at the sight. It was bigger than I thought it was going to be.

I pulled him to stand between my legs. His hands held my face turned up to him, studying my face. He leaned down and kissed me, running his thumb over my cheek. The oil still on his hands left wet warm streaks along my skin. He finally pulled away, leaving me breathless and hot.

A smug smile played across his face, but as my hand wrapped around his shaft, it quickly disappeared. He dripped some oil over himself to ease my motions. His abs tensed in front of me. They’d been begging my tongue to taste them for many years and tonight I was finally able to oblige.

My tongue slid up from the middle of his stomach to the tip of his nipple, drawing a hiss form Aang. I smiled to myself with the same smugness he’d had before. Salt from his skin tickled her taste buds.

I used waterbending to keep my tongue wet and a little cold as I licked, sucked, and nipped over his body as I continued to pump my hand over him. Precum coated the top of my fingers.

His body twitched and tensed. I liked drawing these reactions from him. He growled and picked me up, cradling me in his arms, and walked us over to the bed, where he laid me down gently.

“You're making it really difficult to take this slow,” he groaned.

I smiled apologetically and lifted my hand to his face. “We’ve been taking it slow since I’ve met you. I can’t wait any longer.”

Aang kissed along the inside of my arm, continuing down to my breast. His tongue was soft and warm and it circled my nipple. He switched between them, making sure to give them equal attention. My body and breath jumped with each touch.

His fingers slid down my stomach and rubbed against my clit. “You’re so wet,” he said as though he had nothing to do with creating it.

“I’m so ready for you,” I breathed. “Please. I need you inside me, Aang.”

His eyes were strong and intense. It felt like they were peering into my soul. He positioned himself at my entrance. “Are you sure you’re ready?” I felt him push against me and slide over, teasingly.

“Please, Aang.” I fought against the urge to just push onto him. “I can’t take it anymore.”

He leaned down to claim my lips and pushed himself inside at the same time. My muscles fought against it.

“Breathe, Katara. Relax your body.” He kissed down my jaw and my neck, distracting me from the pain. He moved slowly, waiting for my body to adjust. So sweet and gentle. I couldn’t imagine spending this moment with anyone else.

The pain quickly dissipated and I began to move with him.

“Katara, you feel so good. Your muscles are sucking me inside,” he growled in my ear.

His voice made my mind grow hazy. “Talk to me, Aang,” I moaned. “Say my name again.” I pulled his body close to me. I loved the feel of his skin being pressed against mine.

“Forever, baby. I’ll say your name forever. I love you, Katara.”

I could feel a pressure beginning to build inside. “Say it again.”

“Fuck! I’m going to cum, Katara. Then I’m going to fuck you again and again. I want to be buried deep inside you for the rest of my life.”

I hugged him close to me, clawing at his back, as the dam finally broke. I could feel his dick pulsing inside as he came too.

“You are going to be very very tired by morning, my dear husband.”