...g grew and at one point he blinked looking down shyly. There was a definite bulge in his pants.
Aang looked back up, seeing her dry herself. The moonlight looked radiant on her dark skin and the color made him think of cinnamon. He suddenly felt shame.
He should not be intruding on her like this, but if he moved she was likely to hear, and gods above she was so...entrancing. His eyes moved along the curves of her body, not understanding why he found it so alluring. He had seen her all the time before. But not like this...
Katara dried herself and put on a lighter blue robe for sleeping in before she walked through the trees with her bundle back to the campsite. She curled up in her bag and Aang came a while later, his thirst sated but that strange sensation still inside of him.
As he lay in his sleeping bag he let out a pained groan, wondering if something was wrong with him, with what was between his legs. Katara heard him and looked over at him, much to hisůdismay.
"Are you alright?" she asked softly. He shook his head, feeling ashamed still.
'You sure?' she asked, her voice full of concern. He smiled reassuringly and nodded, hoping his smile didnĺt look forced to her. She smiled back at him and went to s...