Subject: [FFML] [FFML][Lemon][Avatar] Re: SI Challenge
From: Adrian Tymes
Date: 10/4/2006, 7:09 PM
To: ffml@anifics.com

--- Tannim Murphy <tannim_murphy@yahoo.com> wrote:
The challenge is to write a self insert of any series.

I believe I am far from the first to take this twist on it, and I doubt
I shall be the last.  But, for now...

---

Kitara relaxed into the bubble of water that surrounded her, embraced
her, whirling around its master without suffocating her or soaking her
clothes.  It had become a monthly ritual for her, ever since her chest
began to swell; she knew enough to know it was nothing more than her
way of dealing with That Time Of The Month, as her grandmother had
called it.  She projected her emotions into the water, while at the
same time directing it to massage away her cramps and other aches.

She was slightly embarrased at the intensely personal ritual.  Before
they discovered Aang, it had been no hard task to simply demand some
privacy, then walk off to some place where she would not be disturbed.
Now...it was dangerous, she knew, to separate herself from her friends
for too long.  She had not gone too far away; hopefully, her brother
would keep Aang from prying - the force with which she had voiced her
request had obviously scared Aang, which in turn scared the water
bender.

But she needed this.  Eyes squeezed tight with anticipation, she
commanded the tendrils of water to snake under her clothes and begin
massaging her all over - arms, legs, neck, breasts, back, and deep
inside her most private of places.  The only sound she heard was her
own reflexive gasp, as it penetrated deeper and made contact with
extremely sensitive spots - and then further, squirting through the
tiny opening at the end of the larger channel to wash away the blood
that was beginning to slough off inside her.  Some day a baby might
grow in there, but not today.  Her grandmother had made quite certain
she knew the facts of life, especially once she saw how well Kitara got
along with Aang.

Aang.  Her thoughts kept returning to him.  She wondered, as her
breathing grew more ragged as the stimuli on her areola and groin and
thighs increased, if perhaps he could be taught to perform this
cleansing.  She could then completely relax into it, without needing to
keep up the concentration required for water bending.  She supposed it
would feel much the same, save for losing control, just riding what was
usually her subject as it infused her and drove her body to whatever
ends Aang would give her.

With a start, she realized that that was exactly what had happened.
She looked around in a panic as the water ceased obeying her, and
barely spied Aang - face intent and arms waving around - before fire,
hotter than she had ever experienced before, erupted in her loins.  She
felt her eyes roll up before she realized the world had not just tilted
as her vision indicated - and then realized it had, or rather, the
water was now holding her at an angle to the ground.  Her whole body
shook in time to the dominating thrust of Aang's liquid tentacles...

The next thing she remembered, Kitara was panting for breath, lying on
her back and completely dry.  Echoes of pleasure rippled through her
body, soon fading away to a shadow of a memory.  She rolled her head to
the side, and saw Aang looking away.

"Sorry!  I...couldn't help but wonder, and Saka said maybe this was
something I should assist you with.  When I saw your blood mixed in
with the water, I knew what you were up to, so I thought..."  His voice
trailed off in a mix of shame and embarassment.

"Where," she gasped, "did you learn..."

"One of my past lives invented that technique!"  Aang looked at her,
smiling - but the moment he made eye contact, he looked away again,
blushing furiously.  "Please do not be mad at me."

She blinked.  By all rights she should be mad, but the way she felt
now, anger was impossible to summon.  "Teach me how to do it that well,
and we'll call it even."  Kitara stood up, adjusted her clothes to make
sure they were properly on, then walked, wobbly, towards Aang.
"Although..."

Aang ran forward to put an arm around his friend, stabilizing her for
their walk back to camp.  "Although...?"

"I suppose I can't call it 'self' insertion, if you're doing it."

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