"No kissing on the lips," she said to him. "It's too personal." She wanted to fuck, not to "make love" or whatever antiquated romantic bullshit his kind expected. From the moment she first saw Sokka in Omashu, she thought he was attractive and expendable. Let's see how long he lasts before she throws him away.

He stared into her golden eyes, that shone so brightly in the dark room. He never thought he'd find himself, in nothing but a pair of short shorts, chained at the leg to a wall with a princess in front of him, an evil wicked princess, one who threatened the world. Somehow, despite his loathing of her, he could not escape her beauty: her silky raven colored hair, golden-colored eyes, ruby lips, and pearly white teeth. His mind was repulsed, but he was quite hard.

"You like what you see," she said with her cocky voice, a half-smirk on her face as she slowly peeled away her kimono, revealing her full breasts, tight abs and muscular legs.

He wanted to look away, but his eyes were glued to her. He wasn't expecting her chest to be so large, not that he could see it well under her armor. She had nice full hips, probably great for bearing children or satanic spawn.

"You're drooling," she teased.

He grunted out of anger and frustration.

"I like it rough," she said hoarsely, her nails digging into his chest. Cuddling is for weak-minded fools. "The men in the Fire Nation are too respectful, to timid when it comes to their princess. I want a man who can take me like a wild animal. That's why I needed a savage. It's why you're here. But first, I need to know that you can actually please a woman. So, please me, or else you will regret it." The venom in her voice made Sokka cringe.

He wanted to wring her neck, to choke the life out of her, but she already demonstrated she could breathe fire out her mouth. The closer he got, the more dangerous it was. He had to keep her happy, only then did he have a chance at surviving.

He pinned her to the bed, blue on gold as he stared her down. He pressed his lips to her neck and worked his way down her flesh. She had just taken a bath. She smelled like jasmine and honey. Her breasts were so soft. His calloused hands felt unworthy of them. He gave them a rough squeeze.

"UMPH!" she moaned loudly. "Keep doing that."

He squeezed them again, groping them intently. He pinched her nipples and then pulled on them. She growled, "good savage."

His lips made their way down her body to her hips. He didn't know what exactly to do next. He had never slept with a woman before. He had only heard about sex from some of the older boys in the tribe. He had to be decisive. She did not seem to be a woman for diddle daddling. He pushed her knees apart and bit down on her inner thigh, leaving a mark where no one else would see.

She smelled sweet and spicy. He pushed forward and licked her, closing his eyes and trying to pretend it was Suki, but who was he kidding? How could he pretend this was with Suki. Suki wouldn't chain him to a wall. Suki wouldn't abuse him for her sexual pleasure. Suki was too sweet for anything other than romance.

Azula, however, had nothing sweet about her, except for the nectar in between her legs.

"OH AGNI!" She pushed his head forward, steering him to where she wanted him to go. Her back arched, sending her hips toward his head. Her hold was firm and she had no qualms about pulling on his hair. The pain made it easier. It reminded him not to enjoy this. She bucked against him, grunting loudly. To try and take some of the pressure off his face, he shoved two of his fingers inside her, so she would buck against them instead.

It worked. She rode his fingers hard until she came. She shoved his head away when she was done.

"Very good. Good savages get rewarded." She shoved him onto his ass and pulled his shorts down, revealing his large erection, easily the largest she had ever seen at about 24 cm, and it was thick, about 4cm across. She stroked it with her hand, her touch surprisingly soft.

"UGH!"

"You like that, don't you." She took out a leather condom and rolled it on him. "In me, NOW!"

She did not say many words. She just gave orders and he followed them. He grabbed her hips, slowly guiding himself into her. He never thought his first time would be like this, with his leg chained to the wall. She growled as he filled her, stretching her to her limit as he reached the hilt. She was so fucking tight. He paused for a minute to adjust. He stared down, his second worst enemy under him. She likes it rough does she?

He grabbed her hips, his nails digging into her flesh as he began to buck his hips, wantonly, without any consideration for her. She locked her legs around his hips and dug her nails into his back, scratching like a wildcat in heat as she mewed and moaned. "OH AGNI AHHH!"

Her moans of pleasure only spurred him on and he fucked her harder, grunting and growling as his body enjoyed himself. His mind was in shambles. He can't enjoy this. He won't let her turn him against his girlfriend, his family, his country, the world. His body, however was ready to betray it all at a moment's notice."

Azula reached her hand between her legs, rubbing her clitoris. He didn't want her getting off so quickly. He shoved her hand away. "You cum when I say you do."

She snarled, but she liked his aggression. His eyes locked into hers, a fiery stare meeting an ice-cold gaze. His eyes were closed, but hers were wide open, his loud grunts meeting her high-pitched moans until they both came all over the sheets.

Azula got up, putting on her kimono and quickly leaving. "There's more sheets in the closet. I'd change them before you go to bed. Rest well, Savage. You'll have a busy day tomorrow." She slept alone and she needed to go to bed soon, so she would be well-rested for her firebending training at sunrise.

Azula unceremoniously went back to her room, as if nothing had happened between them. His heart was pounding out of his chest. How could she just proceed like it was nothing? Sokka couldn't imagine what went on in her mind.

He washed himself in the restroom. His ankle chain was connected to a sliding rod, which allowed him to reach the entire room and the connected bathroom. He could use some food, but he doubted that anyone would bring him some before tomorrow. He changed and went to sleep. He hoped he made the right decision.