Of course.

A soft grunt came from the enormously hung, bald-headed man. His eyes opened in an almost sleepy way as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. He was feeling so cold, incredibly cold other than one specific part of his body. Fast like lightning, he looked down at his own crotch to see a luscious pair of fat tits wrapped around his cock, along with the worrying face of a beautiful and incredibly sexy young woman looking up at him. She was completely naked, he noticed immediately! Things were starting to come back to him about what happened, and he realized that she must've saved him after crashing with Appa in that storm. A thick rope of precum launched from his meaty dick, landing straight across Katara's face. It made her look even more appealing, and a bright smile crossed his face - seemingly unharmed.

"Well, hello there!" His cheerful voice spoke up as he sat straight a bit more, looking down at the woman. She seemed to be a Waterbender, which made sense. He had been pretty close to one of the tribes when running away from the Southern Air Temple. Everything was really coming back to him. How he was an Airbender who just got the news that he was the new Avatar, and how he would have to leave his home to go train and master all four elements. How he had reacted like a child and ran away, which ended up with crashing in the storm. Everything was a bit fuzzy afterwards, but it couldn't be that bad if it led to a gorgeous curvaceous woman working his dick like his life depended on it.

Just like every other Nation in this world, the Air Nomads had a special way of living. Vegetarianism, a close connection to the spirits and a (mostly) pacifistic lifestyle, but more importantly - free love. Aang remembered turning 18 just a few months ago, and he had been fully welcomed to the community with a large party. It eventually turned out to be a huge fuckfest. Air Nomads didn't believe in monogamy. There wasn't any marriage, yet there were usually couples who stayed together for the purpose of reproduction and raising their kids. Next to those duties, everyone was free to fuck whoever they wanted as long as there was mutual consent. It had been a great few weeks afterwards as the young Airbender fully gave into that lifestyle, but then everything had happened...

"Be careful, Katara. He could be dangerous, you know." He heard another male voice coming from behind the woman, and glanced over at Sokka. Sure he looked really dangerous, laying on his back unarmed with a pair of fat titties sliding up and down onto his cock. However, he didn't realize what the Water Tribe had been going through for the past 100 years. Sokka was terrified of another attack, even though he would try to hide it. Maybe this was some sort of trap from the Fire Nation. No way that man had been in the ice for too long, as he would’ve died after a few hours at most. Then again, Katara could control water with her hands. Or with her mind, whatever. He didn’t understand bending, never to admit that he was a bit jealous of his baby sister that she was able to bend while he had nothing going on. That said, there was definitely something unique going on with the boy in the iceberg. Those tattoos reminded him of something, something he had heard in Gran-Gran’s stories.

Was he an Airbender? They went extinct many generations ago, right?