Rokku's room in the city ruler's residence.
The dim light of the spacious room didn't hinder Jun from navigating the space. A faint blush adorned her refined face, and the alcohol she'd consumed added a restless urgency to her movements, which she made no effort to conceal.
Jun gently pushed Rokku, who was still pretending to be drunk, onto the large bed. With slightly trembling hands, she quickly began unfastening the laces of his pants.
"This is where it's all leading..." Rokku thought at that moment, anticipating the passionate night ahead. Little did he know what was truly on her mind, and he had no idea that things would go far beyond his expectations. He assumed it was mere lust, unlikely to evolve into something more serious.
Rokku's large, erect member came into view, its appearance akin to polished stone.
"Big," Jun muttered, swallowing the saliva that had gathered, as she cautiously ran her palm along its length. In response to her touch, it seemed to grow slightly larger.
One hand was clearly not enough. Taking pre-prepared oil, she generously rubbed it onto her hands. Grasping his shaft with both hands, she began to move gently up and down.
Pausing briefly, she quickly shed her clothes, tearing buttons and paying no heed to grace. Within a minute, Jun knelt naked before him. Her neatly trimmed folds began to glisten with arousal, threatening to stain the wooden floor.
Rokku beheld one of the most exquisite sights he had ever seen. The curvaceous figure of the renowned chi blocker ignited a strong desire to explore every inch of her heated body. Her high, firm breasts, about a size C, bounced playfully with her movements. A small patch of dark hair modestly concealed the most intriguing part from Rokku's eager gaze.
He had already thoroughly explored her firm derrière, but it only made him want to grasp it again, holding on as long as possible.
The scent of desire filled the air, quickening Jun's movements and making them more urgent. She couldn't wait to feel his massive member thrust deep inside her, reaching her core.
"I hope he'll fit..." she thought uncertainly, flicking her tongue over the tip.
Carefully kissing his shaft, she began to take him into her mouth. Suddenly, Rokku's hips thrust upward, driving his member deep into her throat.
"Mmph," she tried to say, startled momentarily, but quickly calmed herself, breathing through her nose. As her senses returned, she felt a wave of euphoria, triggered by the presence of his member in her mouth.
She couldn't see that Rokku's manhood now glowed faintly green, stimulating her body and heightening the pleasure of their contact.
Soon, the first drops of her arousal fell to the floor. Jun's hands gripped Rokku's thighs tightly, and with a stable position, she devoted herself fully to pleasuring him, taking him as deep and fast as she could.
"I didn't expect such an effect—I should've tried this sooner," Rokku thought, equally satisfied, only now realizing he could use life energy during oral sex. "Good thing the energy heals damage instantly, or there'd be no pleasure at all..."
"Is it supposed to be this... this... overwhelming?" Jun wondered, knowing from experience that oral pleasure usually favored only one partner—the man.
Soon, Jun approached her climax. As euphoria surged through her, her vision darkened momentarily, and her core released a flood of arousal.
"That's incredible!" Rokku exclaimed in surprise, feeling the force of her throat tightening around him. "A normal person would be incapacitated for life!" The thought sent shivers down his spine.
"Now it all makes sense!" A sudden realization struck Rokku as he recalled her glances at his hands after arm wrestling, their journey to a burned village—everything now took on a new light.
"Then I'll give you the most unforgettable experience!" Rokku declared, determination in his eyes as he looked at the chi blocker.
Rising from the bed, he lifted Jun, who gasped, positioning them in a sixty-nine. Before him lay her enticing derrière, her glistening folds visible in the moonlight.
"Let me join in," he said, his tongue skillfully delivering otherworldly pleasure.
Still sensitive from her first orgasm, Jun was quickly pushed to the edge again by his actions.
"Don't hold back," Rokku whispered, patting her derrière, akin to flipping a switch, as her arousal splashed onto his face.
"Not bad," he remarked, though he knew a spirit's essence was far superior.
"Where did he learn such skill?" Jun thought jealously, but her thoughts were swept away by another wave of ecstasy.
His rigid member beckoned for attention. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth again, this time paying attention to his testicles.
"Now she's not holding back," Rokku thought, fully feeling Jun's intensity. Her throat tightened as powerfully as Dria's intimate places—an impressive feat.
Within five minutes, Rokku's seed filled her throat, leaving Jun no choice but to swallow it all.
Turning Jun's body, he laid her on his broad chest, giving her time to recover and catch her breath.
"That was divine," Jun whispered, listening to his rapid heartbeat. "Why didn't I find you sooner?" she asked, lifting herself to kiss his neck.
"Better to enjoy today and leave the past behind," Rokku replied, gently massaging her breasts.
"Let's continue!" Jun said, excited yet fearful.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine," he assured her, lifting her hips, ready to enter her.
Biting her lip, Jun closed her eyes, prepared for anything. She had already decided that even if she hurt him, she would atone and follow him to the end of her days.
"Ah-ah-ah," she gasped as something large and foreign stretched her intimately.
"Definitely on par with Dria!" Rokku concluded, thrusting more than half of his length into Jun's core, filling her completely.
"Hey, why are you crying?" he asked, panicking slightly at seeing tears in her eyes.
"It's nothing," Jun smiled through her tears. "Don't mind, just keep going," she said, shifting her hips.
"Okay..." he replied uncertainly, beginning to move.
Each thrust brought them both pure bliss. The heat between them grew, and soon Rokku's hands, resting on her derrière, began to lift and lower her body rhythmically.
"Ah-ah-ah," Jun could only moan as her body was used roughly to satisfy their desires. She lost count of her orgasms. Her body and mind floated in waves of euphoria and happiness.
Soon, his seed surged deep within her. Withdrawing, his member left her stretched core, which slowly released his milky essence. It would take time for her to return to her original form...
"Now I'm yours completely," she purred, her clarity returning, as she snuggled against him like a tamed kitten longing for her master.
"Looks like we have an addition," he observed, gazing into her eyes filled with fanatical love. "Well, can't refuse," he consoled himself, the ordinary man.
Noticing his lustful glances at her breasts, she sat on his chest with her wet core, giving him full access to her upper assets.
"Bliss," Rokku marveled at his love for feminine beauty, each unique and unforgettable. Like a child, he now explored new territory, focusing on her erect nipples. Jun watched him adoringly, allowing him to do as he pleased.
"Shall we continue?" Rokku asked, feeling her core grow moist again.
"As you wish, dear," she replied obediently.
This time, he took her from behind, thrusting forcefully into her tight core. The lewd slaps of their flesh filled the room like music, their heavy breaths and moans adding new instruments to the symphony.
Her unwavering obedience awakened a dominant side in him, one he hadn't known existed. Each got what they desired. Jun, having found her dream, surrendered completely to his strong hands. Rokku's feelings hadn't deepened as much, but one part of him was definitely devoted to Jun...
Some servants patrolling the corridors that night envied and resented such tireless endurance. Outside Rokku's room, the sounds of their lovemaking echoed until dawn...
*
Yuki. Northern Water Tribe. Chief's Palace.
At that moment, two of Yuki's four bodies were actively engaged in amorous activities, disrupting his paperwork. Yo had long been addicted to Dria's intimate places, and she never refused such pastimes, delving into techniques from a perverted aunt's book.
Yuki's mind repeatedly posed a sacred question: "Can one envy oneself?"
"This is so distracting!" he groaned, resting his head on the desk with a thud.
"Maybe take a break?" suggested Kaya, who had just entered his office.
"That probably won't help," he sighed, lifting his head. "Though..." The more he looked at Kaya, the more appealing an idea seemed.
"You're looking at me like I'm some kind of treat," she noted his undressing gaze.
"My love," Yuki almost sang, "We've never done 'that' in this office—a major oversight on our part," he clicked his tongue, rising from his chair.
"People could walk in," Kaya weakly protested, but the betraying blush on her cheeks spoke otherwise.
"I'll sense it beforehand," he smirked, beginning to caress her body, removing her fur coat. "Come here..." He led her to the desk, tilting her body. "I've wanted to try this for a while," he said eagerly, lowering her pants and underwear to the floor. "And I'm not the only one, right?" He ran his finger along her moist folds, causing Kaya to shiver slightly.
"Hurry, Yuki, someone might come," Kaya said, arching her derrière, secretly aroused by the danger of being seen...
"Enjoy your meal," Yuki said, thrusting deeply inside her, her core having adjusted to his size over years of marriage.
Kaya's hands gripped the desk's edge as her derrière was relentlessly pounded on the desk of past Northern Water Tribe chiefs.
"Guests are coming," he sensed the approaching signatures. "Sokka, Katara, and Yui," he identified.
"This will be interesting," he grinned.
"What did you say?" Katara asked with a moan.
"I said, let's change things up," he replied, positioning Kaya on all fours under the desk, this time exploring her other intimate place, always ready for him. Since he was now sitting, Kaya had to take the lead. Her experience allowed her to skillfully impale herself on his member.
Now, anyone entering wouldn't notice their dear mother being thoroughly ravished. Unless someone walked behind him...
"It's us, Yuki!" Katara announced cheerfully upon entering the office.
"We brought you food, brother," Yui held a small tray of food.
"These are documents for your signature," Sokka placed a stack of papers on the desk.
As soon as Kaya heard the children's voices, her derrière clenched tightly around his member, nearly making Yuki climax. Covering her mouth with her hands, Kaya silently cursed the "joker."
Yuki knew what his beloved was thinking, but her body spoke louder than words, especially the arousal now flowing twice as fast.
"It smells strange in here," Katara wrinkled her nose. "You should air out the room more often," she advised.
"As soon as I finish, I'll follow your advice!" Yuki spoke louder than usual, trying to drown out the occasional slaps of their bodies.
"Bye, I'm leaving," Sokka waved goodbye.
"We're leaving too," Yui waved.
"Don't forget to eat!" Katara reminded him. "Wonder where Mom is..." she muttered.
"It's all your fault!" Kaya said once they were alone. "I wasn't like this before!" she continued indignantly.
"I'm climaxing!" he began filling her insides with his seed, interrupting her words and continuing his hip movements.
"Soon you'll forget all about it!" There'd be no energy left to think of anything else...
*
Wan. Fire Lord's Palace.
"I should stop..." Wan told himself for the umpteenth time, undressing Ursa, sitting beside him.
"Why is he so aroused today?" Ursa couldn't help but notice his burning gaze. "He wouldn't firebend me, would he?!" Deep down, she wanted it, but... not in front of the children, she glanced at Azula and Zuko training.
"This will take hours," Wan sighed, adjusting his pants to conceal his erect member.