Chapter 22: When The World Needed Him Most Part 13

Despite his inner thoughts, Kel maintained a fake professional tone as he continued his 'deep' massage on Katara. "Are you relaxed enough, Katara? Should I move elsewhere or continue?" he asked, deliberately trying to sound like he was still just giving her a standard massage.

Katara's response was almost immediate. "No, keep going… *mnnh~*... continue what you're doing."

Kel nodded, hiding his smirk. "Fine, but maybe it's because your underwear is in the way," he said, his voice still maintaining that 'I just got a degree' professional edge.

Katara shyly asked, "H-huh? you want me to take them off?"

Kel immediately shook his head, trying to sound earnest. "No, no. I can work around it."

With that, he moved his hand from rubbing two fingers against her crotch to sliding into her panties, feeling the fleshy wetness of her labia directly.

Katara was surprised by the sudden intimate touch and bit her lip, trying to regain her composure. " *Mn~* W-wait, Sokka…"

Kel feigned confusion but didn't stop rubbing. "Isn't this what you meant?" he asked, purposely pausing his movements to let her catch her breath.

Katara's body was left craving more, and she hesitantly responded, "Yes… I mean no… but give a warning next time. Your hands are a bit cold."

Kel knew it was a lie but continued regardless. "Alright, but to balance out the attention I'm giving to your legs, I'll need to massage a sensitive area of your upper body too."

Without waiting for her to respond, he brought one hand under the chest cloth that acted as her bra and touched her bare breast, massaging it in sync with his rubbing of her pussy lips. 

Katara's body arched slightly at the sensation, feeling both surprise and pleasure from the action. "Sokka… *oh~*… what are you…?" she murmured, her voice even shakier than before.

'Man, she's really getting into this. Just gotta keep it up.' His hand moved unrestricted, massaging or rather groping her breast with firm yet mild pressure. He could even feel her nipple hardening under his touch. 

Meanwhile, his other hand continued to slowly rub against her now slick labia.

"Sokka… *mnnh~*… this feels… so good," she whispered, her voice filled with pleasure.

In the next moment, Kel's fingers traced slow circles around her nipple, while his other hand moved in circular motions. He could feel her body relaxing even more after this, practically surrendering to the sensations.

Kel continued to massage Katara's breast, his fingers moving with some care. As he felt her nipple harden under his touch, he gave it a gentle pinch. Katara's body shivered in response, a soft moan escaping her lips. **Mnh~** She tried to say something, but her words were lost in the pleasure. **O-oh~** 

Meanwhile, below, Kel's hand moved with equal freedom. He now moved from just rubbing her pussy lips to tracing his fingers around her clit, teasing and playing with it in a way that maximized her pleasure.

Katara's breathing grew more erratic, her body continued to tremble under his touch. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through her, her hips even instinctively moved to meet his hand. 

"*Uhn~*... S-Sokka..."

Kel now focused on her clit, his fingers moving with a steady pace. He could feel her body tensing, a telltale sign of her impending climax. So with a final flicking of her clit, he brought her to the edge.

Katara's body convulsed, her back arching as she reached her climax. **Ahh~!** She felt a powerful release, her body shuddering with pleasure as she squirted suddenly, the wetness pooling beneath her. 

'I wonder if all water benders can squirt…' Kel thought as he watched Katara lie there, catching her breath, her body still tingling from the intense experience. 

He pulled away, wiping his hands with a cloth he had prepared earlier. "Well, the massage is over. What did you think?" he asked, his tone casual as if he hadn't just made his sister cum.

In between pants, Katara managed to say, "It was... great, Sokka... really great." **Huff~ Huff~**

Kel nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. "See? I was right. Anyway, you can dress up and leave whenever you're ready. No rush."

Katara looked at him after he said that, a mix of gratitude and confusion in her eyes. She had expected something different, but this... this was beyond anything she could have imagined. She slowly got up, her body still trembling slightly, and began to dress.

Kel's main goal had been to have her experience the massage and crave more later on. He knew that by acting like he had no ulterior motives, he would plant the seed for future encounters. As Katara finished dressing, she looked at him, her expression softening. "Thanks, Sokka... really."

Kel nodded, his tone still casual. "Anytime, Katara. Anytime."

As she left the igloo, Kel leaned back, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. He knew he had succeeded, and that was all that mattered. 'Heh, mission accomplished.'