Training Water Bending Skills in the Fire Nation? [Naughty naughty ;)]

Enma's curiosity was met with exactly what he'd only hoped for. Her reaction couldn't possibly have been more perfect. Enma gladly moved closer to her again as she commanded it by pulling at his robe. His head tilted slightly as their lips again met, with his hands now simply dangling, he pulled both of them together behind Kasumi's back, gently locking together his fingers. He pulled up, using bother arms, lighting her of the ground. This wasn't the first time Enma had had sex, and it would no doubt be the last, but this time it wasn't just the sexual appeal that drove his actions. Rather, perhaps this was... making love. Not that Enma cared.

Instead he gently lifted and held her against his waist, lifting her legs as much as he could manage, to wrap around his body. From there, in a sort of falling manner, Enma managed to carry her across the room again, back to the still slightly damp bed. However, in making it to the bed Enma gently placed Kasumi's back against it. He continued, throughout the entire time, kissing her soft yet slightly cold lips. Without hesitation he placed himself on the bed, just above her. His eyes managed to close as he sunk deeper and deeper into her kiss. It felt as though this was the first time he'd kissed a woman with actual meaning and depth to it. It was obvious they both wanted this... Enma stuck his forearm into the bed, and pulled away from Kasumi only slightly. His eyes again opened as he gazed into hers. "Are you ready...?" He asked in a soft voice before gently placing his lips against the soft, warm skin of her neck.

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Kasumi wrapped her arms around Enma's neck to press herself closer and deepen the kiss as he lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. As inexperienced as she was, this felt right for Kasumi, end yet she was nervous. She could feel her body warming up as they kissed, their bodies pressed together. Something sparked inside of her as Enma moved them over towards the bed, staggeringly. They fell on the bed, and she moved one hand from behind his head to his chest, sliding it under his robe and spreading her fingers out, feeling and tracing the corded muscles. He moved back from her slightly, and she frowned. "Are you ready...?" he asked her softly before moving his kisses down to her neck. Kasumi groaned and clung to Enma's back, clawing at it slightly. Her head tilted back and her eyes closed halfway as Enma kissed his way down her neck, trying to find her sweet spot.

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Enma's lip quivered ever so slightly as he pulled back from her neck. He looked up at her only half expecting a response to the question he'd posed. After only a moment of waiting and the soft moan that slipped past Kasumi's lips, Enma knew she was ready... though her reactions thus far also pushed up another thought; she had little to no experience in situations like this. Enma was glad actually, he hated being with whores, honestly... it's sickening. Enma's focus was straying, what was he even considering all this for now?

Enma's descent continued as slowly his right hand migrated to the upper portion of Kasumi's clothing. His index finger slid slowly down opening of her robe, pulling it slightly to the side, revealing the lower portion of her collar bone and the top of the shoulders. Enma moved in, placing his lips gently against the front of her right shoulder. Enma spent many years under the teachings of masters. This ranged from bending masters to men and woman who could tell you nearly anything about the human body and it's Chi; meaning Enma knew full well what excited a woman. Pressing his lips gently against and kissing Kasumi's Clavicle was indeed something he knew would have the desired effect upon her, though this confrontation was only beginning.

Enma's lips were again relinquished, his eyes again gazed up towards Kasumi's face. Only her soft silvery hair and defined neck were visible now that she'd moved her head back. From there Enma's hand commended downward. It slipped through the front of the robe, pulling one side from the other. Enma's knees spread slightly, increasing his base and balance on the bed. After his hand made it's way to nearly the end of Kasumi's stomach, he slid it completely under the soft, damp, velvet-like cloth. It's crimson edges spread apart as his hand moved back up the side of her body, gently sliding his fingers along her now soft, warm skin.

The most likely reaction would be a slight arc forming in Kasumi's back, as this was the most common reaction of any who's nerves stimulated in that area. Meanwhile, Kasumi's hand scratched against Enma chest, causing him to tighten the muscles defining his sculpted body even more. Finally Enma took the pressure off his left hand and moved it further down, his position held yet by his right arm. His finger gently curled around the outside of Kasumi's thigh, pulling her left leg up. Foreplay almost bored Enma too much, but at the very least, he was enjoying himself this time.

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Kasumi gasped as he kissed her collarbone, shifting to get a better position over her as he slid his hand into her robe by her stomach. She ran her hands through his hair, feeling his chest tighten with her other hand as she played with the muscles running taut under his skin. She arched her back as he lifted her leg into an upright position beside him. Something changed, and Kasumi took hold of his soft hair and pulled his head down towards her own, kissing him. She wrapped her around the back of his neck and pressed herself against him, as she traced the strong muscles along his stomach with her other hand, making him shiver sweetly.

Kasumi smirked into the kiss, and deepened it further as she wrapped one leg around one of his and used that leverage to press herself against him further. She used her free hand that was tracing his abs to open his robe top and slide it somewhat over his shoulders, revealing the muscular chest the robe only hinted at. She released him from the kiss and moved herself so she could kiss down his jaw, his neck, and onto his collarbone, searching for his sweet spot.

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Enma embraced her grasp, falling into herbody with such enjoyment that his eyes eventually shut. Her hands ran through his fine, golden brown hair, eventually tightening her fingers upon it. Enma enjoyed it almost too much, pulling himself up again from Kasumi's lower body. His lower lip gently pressed upon hers as she moved forwards to kiss him, though this time the motions had changed. Enma kissed her gently and pulled away with no hesitation. Her arm curled across the back of his neck, pulling Enma back again, gladly he accepted the gesture. His lips met hers, deeply pressed against her own, Enma's lips parted slightly allowing him to slip his tongue slightly past them. Enma knew Kasumi was inexperienced, so how would she know how to French Kiss? She probably wouldn't, nonetheless, Enma figured she would at the very least have the basic idea.

As Kasumi placed her leg inside of Enma's, he took his right hand, gently placing it against her cheek. Her skin was pale and seemed slightly chilled, but ultimately running his hand against her skin, it was soft and only excited Enma even more as she pushed him away. She began to move herself, placing a kiss upon several locations beginning from the neck and eventually moving to the lower reaches of his collar bone. Her lips felt like heaven had descended upon his body, each one caused a slight tensing in Enma's body. This was relatively new, often times the female wouldn't something like this. Thought now Enma wondered why? He was enjoying this moment more than nearly any before it. Her hand eventually removed from Enma's chest, she pulled back the shoulder of his robe revealing a majority of his chest as well.

Enma couldn't resist any longer, after all he was an impatient teenager. He pulled her leg up farther yet, eventually placing her foot into the bed, stopping it from falling again. His hand caressed her inner thigh as he pulled it up towards her waist. Gently he slid his fingers over the pants, allowing enough pressure for her to feel his hand beyond the soft velvet that separated the two. It was almost a tease, the crimson fabric was obviously very high class and as soft as his heart was in this moment. His eyes had again opened by this time, his gaze set upon Kasumi's beautiful face, while his hand traveled from her thigh, across her waist no more than a few inches until it was in the center of her body. Slowly he slid his hand down, eventually reaching the end, his fingers gently curled around the velvet pants. His fingers slid gently outside of the pants, running down and back up her 'pus pus.'

As it was Enma could only imagine what was to come, though he knew that whatever it was, their clothes would be removed soon enough. And so, almost as if rushing the process, Enma's hand moved up and slipped into the top of the pants Enma had given Kasumi. His hand moved with a steadily slow pace, eventaully reaching it's destination. She was very wet, weather she'd realized it or not. Enma fingers moved only enough to just begin feeling it. He loved this, it was one of the few things that he found worth while. Taking his index and middle finger, Enma softly pressed against Kasumi's clit. Is touch was soft, no doubt pleasurable, especially to someone like Kasumi, who if she had done anything like this, it'd no doubt been only once. So gently Enma rubbed his fingers against her, slipping his middle finger further down from time to time. His fingers would no doubt be covered in her bodily fluids, but he didn't mind, in fact, he couldn't wait lick his fingers clean of it. Letting out a soft sigh, Enma realized that in this moment, he'd never before been in such a position of enjoyment. His senses were all satisfied, her lips still tingled against his skin, and how he'd already made his way to third base. And with a soft tone, Enma whispered into Kasumi's ear, stating only a single word; "Relax..."

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[OOC: Permission to join this topic of badassness?]

OOC: Mmmhhm. Go ahead.

OOC: I'm sticking with my original plan. and yea you can join pinky.

IC: a giant monster attacked the ship in the storm. its been a week since we were found on the Eastern Air Isle, and no one knows what happened exactly. Their lemon was interrupted because of it. go Here