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The Moon's Bastard

Summary:

Selyne is a girl of ice with eyes of gold. A misfit in a world where she never truly belonged, she spent twenty years hiding a heat she couldn't explain.
​When a desperate mission forces her far from home, she finds herself lost in a world at war. But as the journey unfolds, the shadows of the past begin to emerge, and Selyne must face a truth she never dared to imagine.

Notes:

Hello everyone,
This is my very first story and I am very excited to share it with you. I wanted to give a personal feeling to this story, that's why I chose first person pov.
I aimed to create something different than the average ATLA story. I hope you like it!
(Also English is not my main language, so please excuse any potential mistakes or slips.)

Chapter 1: The Frozen Hell

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Another morning in the frozen shithole I call home. I open my eyes and stretch my legs, a yawn escaping me. The day has barely started and my cunt is already wet.

"What a greedy slut you are" I tease myself before finally sliding out of bed.

I check myself in the mirror and I can’t help getting hornier - I'm such a bombshell! My skin's all porcelain-white, tits full and soft, half-buried under long jet-black hair… and right there, my favorite thing to look at — my cunt, already dripping and swollen and I haven't even touched it yet.

My hand drifts down on its own, lazily, like it's bored of waiting for permission. Fingertips brush my lips and fuck - soaking wet already. I bite my lip. I'm supposed to be at the Chieftain's hall right now. I should go. I really should.

I don't.

Two fingers slam in - no teasing, no warmup, just that hot, sucking grip pulling them deeper. I start pumping hard, curling them just right on every thrust, feeling my walls clench greedily around them. My wrist snaps faster, the wet sound of it echoing off the walls with every thrust, my whole hand soaked to the palm. I watch my reflection's tits bounce with every pump and that somehow makes my cunt squeeze even tighter.

"Oh fuck yes," I hiss at mirror-me. "You love jerking off to your own slut face, don't you? Such a pathetic, dripping whore, Selyne."

My thumb finds my clit and grinds down hard while my free hand grabs my tit, squeezing rough, and the pressure just keeps building - that tight coil low in my belly winding tighter with every sloppy thrust until my rhythm falls apart completely. A few more deep pumps and my cunt clamps down hard around my fingers, a thick wave gushing out and splattering the mirror. I watch it drip down the glass, over my own reflection, and fuck - I look like an absolute mess. My mess. I smirk at myself.

"Shit… look at this fucking mess." I laugh, hoarsely. "And to think I can't even waterbend."

I drag my soaked fingers out - strings of my own cum connecting them to my hole for a second - then shove them straight into my mouth, sucking hard, tongue chasing every drop off each finger one by one. Fuck. Sweet, salty, filthy - I really do taste like heaven.

Once I catch my breath I throw on my parka. No underwear. I head out with my thighs still wet and sticky, and I like it that way. I head downstairs, lock up and step outside. It's so much colder out here, yet everyone acts like it's summer or something. Am I really the only one freezing my tits off?

As I start walking towards the Chieftain's hall, I notice all those people looking at me with their judgemental eyes. What's their fucking problem? As if it's my fault the spirits blessed me to be way hotter than them. Although sometimes I do wonder. Is it normal to be so different? My parents always said I was special. Then again, my parents were the only ones here that actually gave a shit about me. Boy, do I miss them...

Lost in my thoughts, I hardly realize how quickly I arrived at the hall. I approach the entrance and two guards immediately block my way.

"What's your business here? Do you have a permit?" one says and I swear I'm one word away from punching him in the face.

"I'm here to speak to the Chief. It's about the latest mission."

The guards exchange a look and step back, letting me enter with no more words. On my way in, I make sure to shoulder-check the guard, though. Fucking asshole.
I reach the main hall. Chief Arnook is sitting on his throne chatting with this Pakku guy and some other fossils. It reeks of old people in here. His daughter Yue is also here. She's surprisingly hot for the tribe's standards, but I never got the chance to approach her. Eventually Arnook turns to me.

"Selyne, daughter of Hanok. Why are you here?"

I offer a bow, or at least I pretend to, and respond as respectfully as I can bear.

"I'm here to volunteer for the mission against the enemy. I believe I'm capable enough to serve the Tribe and aid in many different ways."

Arnook looks skeptical. He whispers something to Pakku, but I can't quite hear.

"It's very brave of you to volunteer, Selyne. The tribe won't forget your devotion. Make sure to join princess Yue and the rest of the team for a prayer at the spirit oasis in the evening. You depart at dawn."

I simply nod and offer another semi-bow before turning away. I swear I caught Yue checking me out as I turned... I bet she's still a virgin. Maybe this evening won't be a complete waste of time after all. But first, food. I’m starving, and my pussy is already wet again. Fuck my life.

Instead of heading back home, I decide to visit the marketplace. I'm not in the mood for cooking anyway. Agna Qel'a is actually a very beautiful city. The tall buildings, the canals, the small bridges above... it's very striking and unique. Well, I know that technically I haven't been to any other city but still, I doubt there is any other like this.
The market is full of stalls and people walking around, yelling and haggling. It's quite easy to get lost here, but thankfully I know exactly where I'm going. Heading to the east side of the market, I reach Kaya's stall. Kaya is one of the few friends I have. She's also the one who took my virginity back when I was sixteen. And one of the best cooks around here!

"How's my beautiful waterbender doing today?"

"Oh, Selyne! It's so good to see you, hotstuff!" She says with a wink when she turns around to face me.

"Likewise. What treats do you have for me today, I'm starving." I say and let my eyes roam over the goods on display.

"Well, I have the fish broth you like. It will be perfect to warm you up. And if you’re a good girl... I might offer some dessert afterwards as well."

I swear my pussy throbbed after hearing that. Am I too easy? Naaah...

"Well how could I refuse such a generous offer?" I whisper seductively and approach just enough to let my breath heat her cheek.

She turns red - success! "You tease!" She gives me a friendly shove and laughs.

"Get out of here I've work to do. I will meet you at your place in an hour with your food."

"Fine. Don't keep me waiting." I say while turning around, making sure to give her a good view of my ass.

Kaya might just be the only person I would actually miss. I haven't told her about my participation in the mission yet. She'll be pissed. After a few minutes' walk, I arrive home. It's surprisingly warm for a house made of ice. Or maybe it's just too cold outside. No matter really.

I take off my parka and slip into more comfortable clothes. Then I start preparing a small bag for the mission. Only the most important stuff; some clothes, some undies, a small portrait of my parents and of course my favorite dildo, in case I get lonely. Before I've even finished, there's a knock on my door.

"Kaya! Right on time babe." I grin as I open the door.

"You know me." She enters and puts the broth on the table. "What's that bag for?" she asks when her eyes fall it.

"Well... about that... I was going to tell you. I volunteered for the mission to sabotage the Fire Nation's supplies. I'm leaving at dawn."

She stays quiet for a while. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope. I just informed the Chief this morning. And I'm also supposed to meet the princess and the rest of the team for prayer in a couple of hours. Ridiculous, I know."

"Wow... I'm surprised Selyne. I never thought you cared that much about the war." Kaya admits before taking a seat at the table.

I join her and unpack the broth. "You know it's not about that. I just want to see the world. Leave this place. I'm already twenty and I've never left Agna Qel'a." I take a spoonful of the broth. "Plus, there is nothing left for me here now that my parents are gone. And as much as I enjoy our time together, you're getting married."

I let the complaint hang in the air before taking another spoonful.

"Yeah... I get it. But I'll still miss you. Promise to be careful please."

"Of course." I say finishing the broth. "So... how about that dessert?"

I wink and point to the sofa. She giggles.

"You bitch! Last one to lose her clothes gets squirted!"

She starts taking her clothes off. I do so much slower... I actually... want to lose this bet.

After we're both naked, I grab a handful of her hair at the back and crash my mouth against hers - hungry and sloppy, all teeth and tongue. Then I shove her hard onto the couch. She lands with a bounce, legs already falling open like she can't help it. I drop to my knees between them, pry her thighs wider, and there it is - flushed and swollen, her clit already peeking out like it's begging for it.

"Someone's fucking eager," I purr, leaning in close enough that my breath ghosts right over her.

She gasps, hips jerking up toward my mouth like she can't control herself.

"Get down there already!" she whines, grabbing my head and shoving my face into her cunt.

I laugh against her slick folds - muffled, wicked - then flatten my tongue and drag it slow. Once, twice, just to torture her. She bucks. I pin her thighs down harder.

"Patience, babe. I decide how fast you cum."

No more games. I seal my lips around her clit and suck hard while my tongue works fast circles and she completely loses it above me - moaning loud, thighs shaking, hips grinding my face and smearing herself all over my cheeks, my chin, my nose. I slide two fingers in deep and curl them against that spot and she screams my name. I don't let up. Not even a little.

She locks up, thighs clamping my head - and then she squirts hard, flooding my mouth and spilling down my chin in messy streams. I swallow what I can and let the rest drip wherever it wants.

When her shaking finally slows I pull back and look up at her - face shiny, lips swollen, her cum still dripping down my neck. I lick my lips slowly.

"Thanks for the treat, baby." Hoarse and smug.

I stand up, wipe my chin with the back of my hand, and start pulling on my warm layers for the cold-ass night ahead. "Ok, get ready. I've got spirit-oasis bullshit to deal with."

She dresses up too and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Take care, Selyne."

"You too."

"Take care, Selyne."

"You too."

And then she leaves. After I brush my hair and drink some water to cover the pussy-perfume, I make my way towards the oasis. It's at the far back of the city. Such a weird place; there is actual grass there. Grass! In the middle of a tundra! But I guess that's why it's a sacred place.
When I arrive, I see the princess and three... dudes. Great. I'll be surrounded by dicks... fuck my luck. One tries to greet me but I don’t bother paying any attention to him. If I'm lucky, they won't bother me much during the trip.

We sit in a circle around the pond where two fish swim around. I know they're the moon and ocean spirits, but I was never much into that stuff - unlike the rest of my tribe. The princess sits in the middle and starts praying. The other guys follow. I close my eyes and pretend to do so as well. Ten minutes here and Im already bored.

After two hours that felt like an eternity, Princess Yue announces we're done. She wishes good luck and dismisses us. The guys left, but there is no way I came all the way down here for that!

"Princess Yue, may I disturb you for a while?" I ask politely and she turns to face me looking kinda surprised.

"Oh! But of course! How may I help you young lady?"

Young lady!? Jeez... I'm pretty sure she's younger than me. I bite my tongue and fake a smile.

"Well, now that the boys are gone... I heard that there is a special ritual, supposed to bring luck and courage to a warrior's heart. One that involves a naked dance around the pond, if I recall correctly." I make sure to emphasize the word "naked".

"Well there is indeed such a ritual, but I'm quite certain that the prayers we just shared are more than enough."

And just like that she turns to leave. I would insist further, but I'm already standing on thin ice around here. Better not make a scene. Instead I just turn to leave.

"Your loss, princess." I whisper mockingly on my way out and I'm confident she heard me.

Once I'm back home it's already dark. I strip off my clothes and lay down on the bed. I give my tits a squeeze and giggle as I slowly doze off to sleep. Tomorrow is the day I finally leave this place. Even if it's to risk my life on some mission.