Morning Kisses

Written in collaboration with Cross C

Morning drifted in through the window of aunt Ina very pleasantly. The usual sounds of automobiles driving to work and the yelling street vendors had become a comfort for her these last few years in Republic City. The sun always managed to catch the view of the Aang statue so well, and it was the perfect motivator for her to get up and go seize the day with a morning run while her family was still asleep.

At least, she would have gone on the run… until she decided to check in on her nephew on the living room futon.

“Oh my god!” Ina gasped at the second body under Bran. “Tori! Are you okay?!” She had to put all of her weight into moving the leg that was still on top of Tori’s face. “Did you get stuck while kissing Bran’s penis goodnight?!”

The short haired brunette was all but passed out, vaguely blinking but not giving any verbal indicators that the lights were on upstairs. Mostly because of the cum river that began pouring from her mouth as soon as she was off of the cock. Her mouth was splattered with dried cum already, but a hefty drool splattered against her chest as soon as Ina pulled her off of Bran. Her eyes were rolled back and there was a definite smile on the girl’s face, but the lack of brain activity made Ina’s caring nature very worried.

“Tori?! P-please say something!” She stressed, darting around the room at supersonic speeds offering her various towels, drinks, tissues, but Tori accepted none of them. Instead just letting her head lean back against Bran’s thigh once more with his cum splattered almost everywhere on her body. Creamy tits covered in thick cream barely moving up and down with breath.

Ina just had to make sure she was breathing properly, so the older woman nervously stepped forwards and gently grabbed Tori’s chin, “B-breathe!” She yelled, lunging forwards to seal her lips on Tori’s.

After a single breath, the younger girl pushed back on her mother, growling at her with tired anger, “Don't eat my cum!” Was all she said before quickly beginning to lick up as much of it as she could.

Ina sighed in relief, “Oh my gosh, please don’t scare me like that, Tori!” She exclaimed, placing a hand on her modest chest and exhaling her worries away.

It was the kind of thing you'd expect from Tori, she just had her intense and honestly a little manic fascination with Bran's incredible endowment. An understandable sentiment that even Ina could sympathize with. Her big oaf of a nephew was hung like the Avatar after all but Tori took it way too far. Ina couldn't recall how long it had been since she first caught her daughter under Bran's blanket, as he feigned sleep with a smug expression etched on his face. It was a peculiar dynamic, with Tori fixated on Bran's member while remaining distant towards the rest of his being.

Ina couldn't help but wish for Tori to recognize the person behind the organ, to appreciate Bran's protective nature and willingness to support the family, despite his rough exterior.

Her brief reverie fell away as she reallized that she had inadvertently consumed some of Bran's semen, she instinctively licked her lips, savoring the taste of the white sauce. To her surprise, Bran's cum possessed an unexpected potency. Each drop carried a virile thickness that clung to her mouth and coated her tongues. It held a unique blend of musty saltiness and a subtle sweetness that made her hesitant to part with it.

The collective gasp from Ina and Tori, as they experienced the flavor, served as a gentle wake-up call for Bran. With morning still lingering in his voice, he greeted them with a casual "Mornin', you two," punctuated by a yawn and a brief cough.

“Bran! What happened last night?!” Ina was still in shock by the whole thing, clearly talking about how her nephew had headlocked her daughter into an all night blowjob.

After trying to comprehend what she was talking about, Bran could only smile at the legendary night he’d experienced. Memories of tits, butts, pussies, and more all pouring into his slow to start brain. “Ahh, so much. The stuff I did with the Chief of Police...” He sighed happily.

“What?!”

Her confusion was just running off his back, the content smile of the man just making her scared he’d gone too far somewhere along the line. As he stood from his futon he just stretched his muscles, his pants still entirely absent. Sizeable phallus lightly slapping against his thigh even with the dried cum and Tori’s saliva stuck to its thick looking skin.

The morning noises also meant Rivrar stepped out of his and Tori’s room looking for answers. He had to bend to get through the smaller door, the dark skin man’s huge frame often felt out of place in the tiny apartment, and the amount of holes he’d punched into the walls by accident was getting ridiculous. “Woah. The energy in this room is totally out of flow with the universe.” He said upon entering the room, stepping over to his girlfriend who was still licking cum from her breasts, “What is happening, babe? Why didn’t you come back to our sanctimonious abode?”

The girl turned quickly, having never told Rivrar about the obsession with Bran’s penis out of fear of upsetting the large man, “Shush, eating.” She half-lied while bringing up more tit to lick.

Rivrar blinked before nodding, “Breakfast is always the most important meal of the day. Way to start off on the right foot, babe. The Avatar would approve.”

“Bran! Please tell me what happened with the police chief?!” Ina insisted after he’d done stretching. Hands on her wide birthing hips, she was beginning to get into her very rare moods where her sweet nature was pushed back.

“Oh, just something like this.”

His hands landed on the ample butt cheeks of his aunt. Taking a full and considerable grope of her bulbous behind. Digging into her hard, Ina’s fatty butt skin pressing through his fingers as he finally enjoyed his aunt’s legendary rear.

“BRAN!?” She screamed, shocked and terrified of what was happening, “STOP! STOPSTOPSTOP!!!”

That was weird. Her hands were hitting his chest, her cute face was clearly upset and frantic, and for some reason she wasn’t plainly accepting his actions like it was normal. Out of everyone in the world Bran didn’t want to hurt or upset Ina, so he quickly let go and stepped back from the woman in surprise. Ina rubbing her squeezed rear with slight tears in her eyes.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Tori yelled, even with his pube on her lips she was rightfully appalled, “You are fucking done! You hear me?!”

Rivrar was nodding his ponytail up and down, “She’s right. That was really karmally wrong, brother. The almighty Avatar would not approve.”

“I don’t get it…” Bran admitted, looking between the eyes of hurt, anger, and fucking idiot respectively. Was it all a dream? Well, Tori still had his cum on her tits so probably not. People were definitely treating him differently before, so what changed? Did none of the powers work anymore? “Uhh, it was normal for me to do that?”

Suddenly they all stopped their various emotions. “Oh, right. Yeah.” Tori agreed, “Why were you freaking out, mom?”

“I’m not sure, I think he was just a bit rougher than usual.” The sweet smile of the woman returned, teary eyes wiped away instantly, “You have to be careful with your old aunt, Bran. My rear can only take so much squeezing.”

“Ewww! Too much information!” her daughter laughed, moving away from Bran while moving back to Rivrar to continue her tit licking.

The bulky man nodded his head, “Seems balance has returned to us all. Perhaps I should treat us all to a soliloquy of the soul, as originally written by wise monk Bumi the King of Omashu.”

As Bran instantly tuned out the annoying waterbender’s words, he wondered what had changed since last night. The saying normal trick still worked but the ability to be ignored or whatever was going on had stopped working… it was then he realized his one ear was missing something. Scrambling his eyes around the place he quickly spotted the missing relic.

“So they each control a power, eh? Useful to know.” He mumbled, clipping it back onto his lobe and sighing in relief.