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the inn was warm, lit by a soft glow that filtered through the windows. the space was small but warm, the lamps on the walls cast them in gold.
the avatar slowly lowered himself to his knees in front of you, with his hand resting on your thigh. his big grey eyes flickered up at you, holding your gaze, the warm light casting him in a soft shadow. “..teach me, please,” he murmured. you were silent for a moment, your eyes traced his pouty face, then over his hands. lifting a hand, your soft fingers moved against his heated cheek.
you traced over his jaw, down his neck, and across his collarbones. your touch sent sparks down his spine—with his breath hitching audibly, his chest tensing as your fingers trailed lower, making his hands flex into your thighs. “pay attention.” slowly nodding, you take his hand, guiding him up from the floor and closing the little distance between you two with a kiss.
he was taken by surprise but quickly matched your energy—towering over you, his hands slid up to your grip your waist as he melted into your touch. the kiss deepened gradually, your mouth moved teasingly against his.
aang’s hands slid lower to grip your hips. lifting you effortlessly, moving you further up the bed—he lowered himself on top of you with his hips resting on top of yours. the remaining of his weight rested on his forearms. he held his gaze still as he leaned deep into your neck. “is.. this correct?” his low voice was hot against your neck. tipping your head more to the side, giving him more access. seemingly getting the hit, aang leaves a trail of soft but wet kisses.
your breath hitched as aang's lips moved lower, his mouth finding the sensitive spot where your neck met your shoulder—nipping lightly before soothing it with his tongue. his hands slid up your sides, fingers spreading against your ribs, mapping you slowly with his fingertips.
his body pressed yours deeper into the mattress—his knee slotting between your thighs—and when you rolled your hips against him, he broke his trail with a little whine, forehead dropping against hers as he panted.
pulling him back into another kiss, aang exhaled shakily. your mouth was hot and insistent against his, your fingers tightening around the back of his head. his body moved instinctively, his knee sliding higher between your thighs, just enough friction to make you gasp against his lips.
you swallowed his whines hungrily, his hands roaming, skimming up your ribs, tracing the curve of your waist—before one palm flattened against your hipbone, anchoring you as he rocked against you, slow and desperate. a low whimper escaped him—ragged and muffled against your mouth. in return, you roll your hips up to meet his. he whines, breaking the kiss just to breathe your name against your lips. “eyes on me,"
gripping his chin, you force him to make eye contact with you. unwrapping his hand from your hip, you guide it down to your warmth. looking at you with his big puppy eyes, there was hesitation in the way his fingers curled, pressing against you through the fabric. “i.. i don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers. “just tell me what to do.”
guiding him down, aang obeyed without hesitation. his body shifted down the bed, his lips trailing hot mouth kisses along your stomach as he went. his fingers curled into the fabric of your underwear—pausing to look at you for permission. at your nod of approval, he tugged them down slowly. he looked with wide eyes as he spread your legs fully back, getting the full look of your pussy. “this is where i get the most pleasure,” you informed him, pointing at your clit.
“can i try it, please?” before you could answer, his tongue flicked against you. the sound you made went straight to his dick—spreading your folds wider with his fingers, whining as his mouth pressed against you properly this time. his grip tightened around your thighs, holding you still before he did it again, slower now, savouring your taste.
you push his face in deeper—urging him closer, he obeyed. his tongue dragged slow, wet circles around her clit before sucking lightly. “please.. tell me this is good, that im doing good,” he mumbled into you. his tongue continued its work into you, just enough to make you shiver, his attention shifting to your clit again. he sucked lightly, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud with quick, firm strokes. “add a finger for me.”
“ah.. yes ma’am.” his long finger curled inside you, immediately finding the right spot, making you gasp his name as he whines against you. with his free hand, he finds your hand dug into the sheets, and he takes hold of it.
your hips rolled against his tongue, chasing the building pressure. he presses his thumb down on your clit, rubbing your spit slick faster against it. “t-that’s it, there you go.”
aang squeezed your hand as he whined softly at your praise, rocking his hips against the bed, fueling him even more. doubling down, he added another finger, curling them both inside you, fucking you faster and full. looking up at you with his puppy eyes with your cream slicked on his mouth, “am i doing good?” you couldn’t even answer with his fingers still fucking you.
after watching your reactions, he picked up that you were about to come soon. without removing his fingers, he surged up from your pussy and crashed his lips into yours, having you taste your cream. the kiss was warm and messy, “come for me, please.” your swollen pussy continued to take his fingers.
as you came, aang swallowed your cry with another rough kiss, his fingers never stopping. working you through the pulses, the aftershocks until you were completely done. he could taste you on his tongue, salty and sweet. shifting his body, he made sure you could feel the press of his hard-on against her thigh, so you can feel what you’ve done to him, “thank you for teaching me.”