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Gentle Lover
ATLA - Next Generation Kids OCs Roleplay

Soon blinked awake when a ray of sunlight shone through the tree branches around her.  After rubbing her fists into her eyes and stretching she gave a little yawn. Crawling away from her little nook in the tree and along the branch, to look at the ground below, her hair snagged on a smaller limb and pulled her back.  With an annoyed sigh, she reached to free it, finding that she would need to undo her braid.

Taro had been awake for a little while now, wandering the garden of the Fire Nation palace as the sun rose.  When he noticed Soon's form move, he excitedly made his way back to the tree beside the turtle duck pond.  "Good morning, beautiful," he grinned up at her before noticing her dilemma and giving a chuckle.  "Need a hand?"

In the middle of working her fingers through her hair to unravel it and thinking that she should probably wash it, but dreading the thought of going into the palace, she thought of home – back in the Freedom Fighter Forest, and the river where she used to bathe.  At the sound of Taro's voice, she looked down at him and smiled.  Falling backwards off of the tree branch she landed skillfully in a crouch beside him, stood and bounced on her toes to kiss his cheek.

With his eyes bright with amusement, Taro chuckled again and placed a gentle touch on her face while leaning in to kiss her forehead.  "So, what's on the agenda today?"

Working her fingers through the rest of her braid, she finished untangling it and fluffed her loose hair down her back – it fell to her knees.  "Oh, braving the palace I suppose," she sighed.  "I need a bath."  She really hated going into the Palace.  It was so closed in, and she always got lost.

Taro couldn't hide his grin of pleasure as he watched her hair fall and reached to run his fingers through it before wrapping an arm around her shoulders and nuzzling her cheek. "Need help washing your hair?" he asked with a teasing smile.

"Oh, I could always use the help, but are you sure it isn't too much for you to handle?" she replied with a mischievous smile.  Over the past four years since they had met, she felt most comfortable with him.  With everyone else, she was shy and quiet spoken – when she spoke at all – but Taro brought out a whole different side of her that only he knew about.

A little surprised at her response, Taro gave a small laugh and raised an eyebrow.  "Well, Miss… Between the two of us… I…" he stammered, at a loss for words.  Closing his eyes for a moment, he chuckled to himself before looking at her again and bending to kiss her lips.  "You tease," he grinned.

Giggling, she grabbed his shirt to stop him from straightening up and pushed up on her toes to return his kiss.  "Who say's I'm teasing?" she asked after returning flat on her feet and looking up into his amber colored eyes, smiling sweetly.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he rested his forehead against hers. In a moment of silence, he ran his hands up to brush through her hair before settling them back on her waist. "Well, I suppose you need someone to lead you to the washroom and back again, regardless."

"Well, that too, if you want to see me tonight," Soon giggled.  "Otherwise I'll be lost in there all night."  With a twinkle in her eyes, she smiled up at him.

He laughed. "Oh, I definitely want to see you tonight."  Smiling warmly, he lost himself in her eyes.  His cheeks flushed and he brought a hand to her face to brush away a few loose strands of her hair.  "Unless I get lost too, but better to be lost together than apart, right?"

Biting her lip to keep from grinning, and failing, she replied, "We could always get lost in one of those large bath tubs they have here.  They're as big as the room!"

"I… Uh…" He seemed to lose his voice and gave a nervous laugh.  "That big, hm?  Well… I wouldn't mind getting lost."

Soon smiled sweetly and nodded before grabbing one of his hands and pulling him forward.  "My hair isn't getting any cleaner just standing here, you know," she winked.

With a grin, Taro wrapped an arm over her shoulders and began to lead her out of the garden.  "No, I suppose it isn't," he winked back.  "Oops… This way, there are fewer guests down this hall…"

As they walked, Soon laced her fingers with his and occasionally glanced up at him.  She couldn't deny the anxious flutter of her stomach, but she also couldn't deny the urge to be as close to him as was physically possible.  Her cheeks heated slightly at the thoughts, but she knew that he would be gentle.  He was gentle in everything that he did.  She hugged his arm as they walked into the palace.

Glancing down at her, Taro bent to kiss the top of her head before bringing her to the nearest bathing room in the hall that they were in.  "Shall I draw your bath, my lady, while you get ready?" he asked with a husky voice.

Suddenly feeling nervous, Soon glanced towards the large empty tub in the middle of the room and nodded before walking to the little side room where there was a toilet stall, a bench and shelves to store your clothes on.  There were also clean fluffy towels waiting to be used.  She sat down and the reality of what she planned to do hit her, hard.  Her hands shook as she started to remove her clothes and her heart started to race. She reminded herself that this was something she wanted, more than anything.  She had waited so long and they had come so close on more than a few occasions. She had made her decision and she wouldn't back out.

In the main room, Taro pulled down the large bamboo chute from which the water would flow to fill the tub.  After pushing on the lever beside it, clear, cool liquid poured and cascaded like a waterfall.  On shelves that were built into one of the walls, Taro found a variety of bath salts, oils, and liquid soaps.  Choosing what he liked, he returned to the edge of the bath.  Of course, in the Fire Nation, a firebender could warm the water on their own, or, if they weren't a firebender they would find one to warm the water for them.  Though he wasn't a trained firebender, he had picked up a few tricks over the years, and heating water was one of the basics.  Looking around first, to be sure no one was watching – which of course no one was – he plunged a fist into the water and concentrated.

Soon folded her clothes and placed them on a shelf.  She had taken a few minutes, previously, to calm herself.  Her confidence now restored, she arranged her hair into three parts; one over each shoulder to cover her breasts and the last left to flow down her back, to her knees.  Grabbing two towels, she took a deep breath and stepped out into the main room.   Taro was already in the tub, standing waist deep in the middle of it.  His hair and bare chest gleamed with rivulets of water.   While wet his hair fell past his shoulders.  When he turned around, she saw that he still wore his under shorts.

At the sight of her, Taro jaw nearly hit the bottom of the tub.  She wasn't wearing anything.  He had expected she'd stay in her bindings, like how he'd noticed Kawai trained, but great spirits… she was beautiful!  Though her hair was doing a good job of covering her assets, the realization that she was naked made his heart race.  Catching himself staring, he turned back around on instinct and knew he was blushing.  He swallowed hard when he heard her step into the water and his imagination ran away with him; washing her hair, pulling the long, luxurious black strands away from her breasts… the thought was almost maddening.

"Taro?" her voice sounded sweet and innocent.  "How do you plan to wash my hair if you won't look at me?

How indeed?  He thought to himself and felt her hand in his gently pulling him to turn around, and he did.  Staring down at her, she was a true vision of loveliness.  Her pale skin, a contrast to her dark hair, glowed in the candle light.  Her long tresses floated on the water's surface and fanned out around her.  Suddenly his shorts fit too tight.

Soon smiled and slid a delicate hand up his chest to rest over his cheek.  "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"   Pushing up on her toes, she kissed his chin.

Taro cleared his throat at the mention of anything being hard and as her sudden movements disturbed the way her hair fell to cover her breasts, allowing flesh to peek through the silky black curtain, his breath caught.  "S… Soon…" His voice refused to work.  Instead, he raised his free hand to cover hers on his cheek and nuzzled against it.

Releasing his other hand, Soon traced a finger around the outline of his pecs and down his firm stomach, stopping at the band of his shorts.  Taro watched her, breathing quickly.  Her face showed clear disapproval of the article of clothing that he still wore.  At her silent command he let go of her hands and, keeping his eyes on hers, bent to slide the article off, tossing it to the side where it landed with a wet slap on the floor.

Soon stepped forward, until she felt his hardness pressing into her stomach and she froze.  Her eyes widened slightly and flashed for a brief moment with fear.  Still watching for her reaction, Taro took a step back. "Soon…" her name was quiet and soothing when passing through his lips, those lips that she looked up at and wished to kiss.  "We don't have to do this."  His smile was warm and gentle.  He had never forced her to do anything.  She had always been the one to initiate the next steps in their relationship and he had always been eager to follow her lead, but as she stared up to meet his eyes she saw how he struggled with his restraint, unwilling to do anything he thought she might regret.

Smiling with a glint in her eyes, she pressed her hands against his chest and took another step forward.  He mirrored her by taking another step back.  With each step she took her confidence grew.  This was Taro… her Taro.  She had nothing to fear.

Taro wasn't stepping back out of concern for her reaction anymore.  He watched as she became surer of herself with each movement that she made.  Her hair trailed behind her, like a veil.  What had been hiding her breasts fell away to reveal their creamy white roundness.  His heart thumped wildly with anticipation.  When the back of his knees hit against the bench that lined the edge of the tub, he was forced to sit with Soon standing in front of him.

This was Soon's favorite position.  He was easier accessible this way.  Stepping between his legs, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and bent to kiss him.  He was quick to respond, and when she parted her lips to him he was happy to accept the invitation.  With a fervid moan, his tongue delved in to explore her mouth.  He was unaware of his hands moving to cup under her butt cheeks until she was straddling his lap.

Soon's tongue danced over his as she pressed herself against his chest.  Sliding his hands up her waist, under her arms, he traced small circles with his thumbs along the side of her breasts.  This brought a moan of please to her lips and she tangled her fingers into his hair.

They were breathing heavy when they broke apart.  From her position, Soon was able to make out the gold flecks in his amber eyes.  Eyes that looked at her with the intense burning desire she had seen before, but instead of the usual restraint that accompanied it she saw a yearning that pleaded with her to continue.  His arms wrapped around her, drawing her into a tight embrace.  His breath was hot against her ear.  She recognized how he fought to control himself.

Taro's head was reeling.  "Soon…" his voice groaned in warning.  "If we keep this up, I'm not going to be able to stop."

"Shhh…" she hushed and gave him a gentle kiss.  "Just…  just hold still…" her voice faltered slightly.  She wasn't sure of what to expect… but she imagined that it might hurt.  With a nod he held his arms loosely around her back and leaned forward just enough to place tender kisses over her shoulder.

She took control of the moment and they went at the pace that she set.  It was sweet, he was gentle, and when it was over they stared at each other, breathing heavy.  Taro raised a hand to caress her cheek.  No words were needed between them to understand what the other wanted to convey.  Leaning in for a kiss that seemed, to both, to be sweeter then honey, Taro used the buoyancy of the water to adjust her position and cradled her against his chest.  Soon let out a sigh of contentment as her mind wrapping around everything that had happened before realizing something.  "My hair still isn't washed," she informed him with a giggle.

Description
Gentle Lover
ATLA - Next Generation Kids OCs Roleplay

Soon blinked awake when a ray of sunlight shone through the tree branches around her.  After rubbing her fists into her eyes and stretching she gave a little yawn. Crawling away from her little nook in the tree and along the branch, to look at the ground below, her hair snagged on a smaller limb and pulled her back.  With an annoyed sigh, she reached to free it, finding that she would need to undo her braid.

Taro had been awake for a little while now, wandering the garden of the Fire Nation palace as the sun rose.  When he noticed Soon's form move, he excitedly made his way back to the tree beside the turtle duck pond.  "Good morning, beautiful," he grinned up at her before noticing her dilemma and giving a chuckle.  "Need a hand?"

In the middle of working her fingers through her hair to unravel it and thinking that she should probably wash it, but dreading the thought of going into the palace, she thought of home – back in the Freedom Fighter Forest, and the river where she used to bathe.  At the sound of Taro's voice, she looked down at him and smiled.  Falling backwards off of the tree branch she landed skillfully in a crouch beside him, stood and bounced on her toes to kiss his cheek.

With his eyes bright with amusement, Taro chuckled again and placed a gentle touch on her face while leaning in to kiss her forehead.  "So, what's on the agenda today?"

Working her fingers through the rest of her braid, she finished untangling it and fluffed her loose hair down her back – it fell to her knees.  "Oh, braving the palace I suppose," she sighed.  "I need a bath."  She really hated going into the Palace.  It was so closed in, and she always got lost.

Taro couldn't hide his grin of pleasure as he watched her hair fall and reached to run his fingers through it before wrapping an arm around her shoulders and nuzzling her cheek. "Need help washing your hair?" he asked with a teasing smile.

"Oh, I could always use the help, but are you sure it isn't too much for you to handle?" she replied with a mischievous smile.  Over the past four years since they had met, she felt most comfortable with him.  With everyone else, she was shy and quiet spoken – when she spoke at all – but Taro brought out a whole different side of her that only he knew about.

A little surprised at her response, Taro gave a small laugh and raised an eyebrow.  "Well, Miss… Between the two of us… I…" he stammered, at a loss for words.  Closing his eyes for a moment, he chuckled to himself before looking at her again and bending to kiss her lips.  "You tease," he grinned.

Giggling, she grabbed his shirt to stop him from straightening up and pushed up on her toes to return his kiss.  "Who say's I'm teasing?" she asked after returning flat on her feet and looking up into his amber colored eyes, smiling sweetly.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he rested his forehead against hers. In a moment of silence, he ran his hands up to brush through her hair before settling them back on her waist. "Well, I suppose you need someone to lead you to the washroom and back again, regardless."

"Well, that too, if you want to see me tonight," Soon giggled.  "Otherwise I'll be lost in there all night."  With a twinkle in her eyes, she smiled up at him.

He laughed. "Oh, I definitely want to see you tonight."  Smiling warmly, he lost himself in her eyes.  His cheeks flushed and he brought a hand to her face to brush away a few loose strands of her hair.  "Unless I get lost too, but better to be lost together than apart, right?"

Biting her lip to keep from grinning, and failing, she replied, "We could always get lost in one of those large bath tubs they have here.  They're as big as the room!"

"I… Uh…" He seemed to lose his voice and gave a nervous laugh.  "That big, hm?  Well… I wouldn't mind getting lost."

Soon smiled sweetly and nodded before grabbing one of his hands and pulling him forward.  "My hair isn't getting any cleaner just standing here, you know," she winked.

With a grin, Taro wrapped an arm over her shoulders and began to lead her out of the garden.  "No, I suppose it isn't," he winked back.  "Oops… This way, there are fewer guests down this hall…"

As they walked, Soon laced her fingers with his and occasionally glanced up at him.  She couldn't deny the anxious flutter of her stomach, but she also couldn't deny the urge to be as close to him as was physically possible.  Her cheeks heated slightly at the thoughts, but she knew that he would be gentle.  He was gentle in everything that he did.  She hugged his arm as they walked into the palace.

Glancing down at her, Taro bent to kiss the top of her head before bringing her to the nearest bathing room in the hall that they were in.  "Shall I draw your bath, my lady, while you get ready?" he asked with a husky voice.

Suddenly feeling nervous, Soon glanced towards the large empty tub in the middle of the room and nodded before walking to the little side room where there was a toilet stall, a bench and shelves to store your clothes on.  There were also clean fluffy towels waiting to be used.  She sat down and the reality of what she planned to do hit her, hard.  Her hands shook as she started to remove her clothes and her heart started to race. She reminded herself that this was something she wanted, more than anything.  She had waited so long and they had come so close on more than a few occasions. She had made her decision and she wouldn't back out.

In the main room, Taro pulled down the large bamboo chute from which the water would flow to fill the tub.  After pushing on the lever beside it, clear, cool liquid poured and cascaded like a waterfall.  On shelves that were built into one of the walls, Taro found a variety of bath salts, oils, and liquid soaps.  Choosing what he liked, he returned to the edge of the bath.  Of course, in the Fire Nation, a firebender could warm the water on their own, or, if they weren't a firebender they would find one to warm the water for them.  Though he wasn't a trained firebender, he had picked up a few tricks over the years, and heating water was one of the basics.  Looking around first, to be sure no one was watching – which of course no one was – he plunged a fist into the water and concentrated.

Soon folded her clothes and placed them on a shelf.  She had taken a few minutes, previously, to calm herself.  Her confidence now restored, she arranged her hair into three parts; one over each shoulder to cover her breasts and the last left to flow down her back, to her knees.  Grabbing two towels, she took a deep breath and stepped out into the main room.   Taro was already in the tub, standing waist deep in the middle of it.  His hair and bare chest gleamed with rivulets of water.   While wet his hair fell past his shoulders.  When he turned around, she saw that he still wore his under shorts.

At the sight of her, Taro jaw nearly hit the bottom of the tub.  She wasn't wearing anything.  He had expected she'd stay in her bindings, like how he'd noticed Kawai trained, but great spirits… she was beautiful!  Though her hair was doing a good job of covering her assets, the realization that she was naked made his heart race.  Catching himself staring, he turned back around on instinct and knew he was blushing.  He swallowed hard when he heard her step into the water and his imagination ran away with him; washing her hair, pulling the long, luxurious black strands away from her breasts… the thought was almost maddening.

"Taro?" her voice sounded sweet and innocent.  "How do you plan to wash my hair if you won't look at me?

How indeed?  He thought to himself and felt her hand in his gently pulling him to turn around, and he did.  Staring down at her, she was a true vision of loveliness.  Her pale skin, a contrast to her dark hair, glowed in the candle light.  Her long tresses floated on the water's surface and fanned out around her.  Suddenly his shorts fit too tight.

Soon smiled and slid a delicate hand up his chest to rest over his cheek.  "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"   Pushing up on her toes, she kissed his chin.

Taro cleared his throat at the mention of anything being hard and as her sudden movements disturbed the way her hair fell to cover her breasts, allowing flesh to peek through the silky black curtain, his breath caught.  "S… Soon…" His voice refused to work.  Instead, he raised his free hand to cover hers on his cheek and nuzzled against it.

Releasing his other hand, Soon traced a finger around the outline of his pecs and down his firm stomach, stopping at the band of his shorts.  Taro watched her, breathing quickly.  Her face showed clear disapproval of the article of clothing that he still wore.  At her silent command he let go of her hands and, keeping his eyes on hers, bent to slide the article off, tossing it to the side where it landed with a wet slap on the floor.

Soon stepped forward, until she felt his hardness pressing into her stomach and she froze.  Her eyes widened slightly and flashed for a brief moment with fear.  Still watching for her reaction, Taro took a step back. "Soon…" her name was quiet and soothing when passing through his lips, those lips that she looked up at and wished to kiss.  "We don't have to do this."  His smile was warm and gentle.  He had never forced her to do anything.  She had always been the one to initiate the next steps in their relationship and he had always been eager to follow her lead, but as she stared up to meet his eyes she saw how he struggled with his restraint, unwilling to do anything he thought she might regret.

Smiling with a glint in her eyes, she pressed her hands against his chest and took another step forward.  He mirrored her by taking another step back.  With each step she took her confidence grew.  This was Taro… her Taro.  She had nothing to fear.

Taro wasn't stepping back out of concern for her reaction anymore.  He watched as she became surer of herself with each movement that she made.  Her hair trailed behind her, like a veil.  What had been hiding her breasts fell away to reveal their creamy white roundness.  His heart thumped wildly with anticipation.  When the back of his knees hit against the bench that lined the edge of the tub, he was forced to sit with Soon standing in front of him.

This was Soon's favorite position.  He was easier accessible this way.  Stepping between his legs, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and bent to kiss him.  He was quick to respond, and when she parted her lips to him he was happy to accept the invitation.  With a fervid moan, his tongue delved in to explore her mouth.  He was unaware of his hands moving to cup under her butt cheeks until she was straddling his lap.

Soon's tongue danced over his as she pressed herself against his chest.  Sliding his hands up her waist, under her arms, he traced small circles with his thumbs along the side of her breasts.  This brought a moan of please to her lips and she tangled her fingers into his hair.

They were breathing heavy when they broke apart.  From her position, Soon was able to make out the gold flecks in his amber eyes.  Eyes that looked at her with the intense burning desire she had seen before, but instead of the usual restraint that accompanied it she saw a yearning that pleaded with her to continue.  His arms wrapped around her, drawing her into a tight embrace.  His breath was hot against her ear.  She recognized how he fought to control himself.

Taro's head was reeling.  "Soon…" his voice groaned in warning.  "If we keep this up, I'm not going to be able to stop."

"Shhh…" she hushed and gave him a gentle kiss.  "Just…  just hold still…" her voice faltered slightly.  She wasn't sure of what to expect… but she imagined that it might hurt.  With a nod he held his arms loosely around her back and leaned forward just enough to place tender kisses over her shoulder.

She took control of the moment and they went at the pace that she set.  It was sweet, he was gentle, and when it was over they stared at each other, breathing heavy.  Taro raised a hand to caress her cheek.  No words were needed between them to understand what the other wanted to convey.  Leaning in for a kiss that seemed, to both, to be sweeter then honey, Taro used the buoyancy of the water to adjust her position and cradled her against his chest.  Soon let out a sigh of contentment as her mind wrapping around everything that had happened before realizing something.  "My hair still isn't washed," she informed him with a giggle.