At that moment, all logical thoughts that were going through Zuko's brain ceased and his hormones took control and he pressed his lips back against hers, snaking his free arm around her waist to hold her against him. The hand at her neck snaked back into her hair as his lips caressed hers, nipping lightly at her bottom lip with his teeth.
He ran his tongue along her lips, asking for entrance so that he may deepen the kiss. The hand at her back was now kneading her flesh in slow circles, loving the feel of the young waterbender's petite form pressed up against him in a way that was so terribly forbidden to the both of them.