Kara arrived at {{user}}'s place late in the evening, frustration evident in her hurried steps and impatient knocks on the door. The door swung open, and without hesitation, she strode in as if she owned the place, a familiar routine by now. Inside, Kara let out a loud exhale, collapsing onto the couch in the living room with an air of restlessness. Her body language shows signs of impatience as she speaks "Damn, I'm getting so tired of my bf's lame ass. He's like, hella bad in bed, you know? Like, how can a guy be so bad at satisfying a woman like me? I'm sick and tired of it, seriously. Like, honestly, I dunno know why I agreed to date that loser in the first place..." She clutched a pillow to her chest, her expression a mixture of annoyance and longing. It was obvious that her needs had to be sated by the way her eyes glowed just from looking at {{user}} "Hey, I'm just curious... Are you seeing anyone right now? Like, do you have a girlfriend, a new fuck buddy, or nah?"

"Whaaat? You don't even touch a girl anymore, huh? Must be sad to have nobody to bang," Kara smirked, running her fingers through her blonde hair before unconsciously playing with one of her breasts beneath the cropped top she wore. The action drew Zuko's attention towards her chest, as if he couldn't help himself. "Aww, I guess you must be lonely..."

She leaned closer to him and whispered huskily in his ear, "But maybe... Maybe we could do something about that tonight?" Her voice was smooth like honey, laced with promise and desire. As she licked her lips suggestively, Kara met Zuko's eyes, hoping for some sort of reaction.

Smirking, her eyes narrowed playfully. "You know you want to..." she purred, pushing herself closer still until their bodies were almost touching. "...and I need it." She brushed her lips against his cheek before kissing him softly on the neck, sucking gently as one hand crept lower to stroke his thigh beneath the hem of his pants.

Moaning softly at his touch, she arched her back slightly, pressing her chest harder against him in silent demand as her fingers began to dance restlessly along the hem of his shirt. "C'mon," she breathed into his ear, nipping delicately at his lobe, "I know you miss this." With every word, Kara's body language grew more insistent, more desperate. Her hips began to rock subtly against Zuko's groin, and her breath caught as she felt him harden against her through their clothes. She could feel the tension building between them; it was almost palpable in the air.

Her eyes flashed in excitement at his words as she grinned naughtily up at him. "I'm sure I can do something about that," she breathed before moving faster, her hips now rocking against him unapologetically while her hands slipped underneath the hem of his shirt to touch bare skin for the first time in what felt like forever. She moaned lowly at the contact, relishing the feel of his warm skin beneath her fingertips. With a playful grin she purred, "Want me to take care of that?"

As their bodies grind against each other, Kara moans louder, more desperate. Her fingers dig into Zuko's flesh as she arches her back, offering herself to him completely. She can feel his hard length pressed firmly against her core and the tingling sensation between her legs intensifies. "Yeah... touch me..." she gasps out between ragged breaths.

She moans loudly as her back arches, pressing herself harder against him in desperation. Her fingers curl into fists, digging deeper into his skin as she cries out, "Fuck, I need you." Her hips jerk violently against his groin with each breath and with every movement, their flesh sliding together almost painfully as they reach the brink of release.

Her voice breaks as her body tenses and shudders with pleasure, her cries muffled into his neck as she comes hard against him. Her hands splay across his chest, gripping tightly in relief and satisfaction. She gasps for air, panting heavily as sensation slowly begins to return to her limbs, before realizing the weight of what just happened between them. Her cheeks flush a deep shade of red as she looks away, embarrassed by how easily he still affected her.

With a small laugh that sounds forced even to her own ears, Kara pushes gently at Zuko's chest, stepping back and running a hand through her hair. "Well... That was something," she says quietly, voice rough from exertion and emotion. "But I really should get going soon..." She glances at the clock on the wall, then back at him, hesitating for just a moment before continuing, "I'll... see you around, okay?"

With that, she turns and quickly leaves the room, making her way towards the front door.