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Ty Lee sat in the plainly decorated room, fidgeting nervously as she awaited the return of her princess. She had been summoned hours ago and the acrobat was worried. When the servant came to deliver the message she spotted a wound on his upper right arm, a burn wound. That could only mean one thing: the Fire Lord was angry. She was afraid for her princess. Ozai was a fearsome man and all cowered when his wrath was turned on them.
She got up and began to pace the room as a thousand unpleasant thoughts raced through her mind. She knew he was angry, but who was he angry at? Surly it could not be Azula, she worshiped the man and followed his every word. But why summon her in the dead of night if not to punish her? No good could come of this, of that she was certain.
Her pacing stopped when all the candle flames turned a cool blue casting an ominous shadow in the room. Such a vivid blue, so elegant and captivating that it could only belong to someone of equal caliber. Azula's flame commanded attention and exemplified superiority in a way only a prodigy could. Much unlike Ty Lee, who had been brought into this world as part of a matched set, the princess was truly unique in every conceivable way.
It drew the acrobat like a moth to a flame. She didn't stand a chance. That silly little acrobat, who had run off to join the circus at the tender age of 10. The same one that was brought back kicking and screaming by the princess who's excuse was simply that good help was hard to find.
It was then that she realized someone cared; as little as it may be, it was the only thing keeping her home. The place where it felt as though she was back at the circus walking through a sea of mirrors. It was not long after that when she had become completely taken with Azula, the one girl who could pick her out from her seemingly infinite number of identical sisters.
Ty Lee turned slowly, already aware who awaited her. The girl stood stiffly in the massive doorway. Her expression did not betray her thoughts, they never did. Yet Ty Lee could read the girl like a book. Because no matter how hard the prodigy tried, she had not found a way to hide her aura, yet. She was conflicted and distressed but above all she was angry, very angry.
Her eyes connected with the heavy golden gaze that could only belong to her princess. The way they reflected in the blue light made her look even more deceitful than usual. These eyes did not belong to the girl she loved; they did not belong to the girl she befriended at the Fire Nation Academy all those years ago. Those eyes belonged to the Fire Lords daughter, the crown princess of the Fire Nation.
Azula was always different after she spent time with her father. She came back with a new 10 foot wall built around her, one that Ty Lee had to start all over again at trying to chip away at it. It seemed Azula's desire for her father's approval had only increased after the disgrace of her brother. The moment Zuko had been banished her already overbearing attempt at perfection had doubled. She was determined not to shame the Fire Lord as his firstborn had.
Azula shut the door behind her loudly and leaned against it, eyes still burning into the fidgety brunette. It amazed Ty Lee how Azula managed such a smooth and collected exterior when she was obviously bothered. She glanced down shyly, unable to hold the intensity of Azula's eyes. A smirk crept across the princess' face and her aura slowly began to calm.
Cautiously, the acrobat walked towards the girl and laid a hand on her shoulder. Azula unintentionally flinched, caught off guard by the intimate contact she was so unused to, contact only the acrobat had ever provided.
Ty Lee waited; she would not push the issue when the fire benders aura still hinted at anger. Azula shrugged her hand away and walked towards the bed, an action that hurt Ty Lee but it was to be expected. When Azula sat the flames around her started to cool, and turn back to the plain faint orange they usually held.
"I'm to leave in a week." Azula's voice cut through the room swiftly.
"Leave?" Ty Lee barley whispered completely caught off guard by the announcement. Azula only nodded in response, keeping her face expressionless. "Why?" Her voice cracked causing the acrobat to mentally berate herself.
"He wants me to kill the Avatar since Zuko is too weak to do so himself." She spat out her brother's name like it was a curse. This was his fault after all. It should have been an honor to kill the Avatar, yet Azula felt as though she was being punished. "Can't even take care of a child," she mumbled bitterly to no one in particular as she silently damned the imbecile that she had the misfortune to be related to. The way her father had worded her task, as he called it, made it seem as though she was getting punished for his mistakes.
How is it that all of Zuko's shortcomings always end up on her shoulders. She triumphs where he fails, she is perfect in all the ways that he is not. Why then is it that her father continues to push her, to test her beyond measure? She is the best heir anyone could ask for; a flawless military general, a prodigy of a fire bender, and wise beyond her years. She only bent her knee to her father, who shared the unfortunate coincidence of being the second born to a lesser man.
You would think he could sympathize with her, but no. He wanted Zuko, his firstborn, his son, his true heir. But he was weak and the Fire Lord could not have his offspring running around, playing at war and embarrassing him, so instead he would send her to put an end to it. Although he may not have outright said it, she knew she was not allowed home unless she accomplished all that he asked of her. "He wants me to bring Zuko and Uncle home as well, either in chains or bags."
At first, Ty Lee thought she heard her wrong. Her voice had been so languid and apathetic as she spoke of taking her own family prisoner or killing them. It always scarred the acrobat when Azula was able to talk of such things as if stating the sky was blue. But she supposed that Azula's sense of right and wrong had been so warped by the Fire Lord, all she knew was success and failure and the latter was simply not an option.
No matter what, Azula would do whatever he asked of her. He played on her need for parental affection. Her mother favored Zuko and looked at Azula as if she were a monster. Well, the woman certainly did not help with that fact. She pushed Azula into the Fire Lord's waiting embrace, she was a prodigy and it was the only reason Ozai gave her thought. He was more than ready to fill her head with nonsense of blind obedience while he shaped her into his own personal weapon. Between her domineering father and uncaring mother, Azula never stood a chance. Ty Lee would forever hate them both for this.
"He's sending you to kill your brother and uncle?" the brunette yelled incredulously. "How can he ask you to do such a thing?" The usually calm aura reader was in a frenzy. Blasphemous thoughts raced through her head so quickly she could hardly separate one from another. "What kind of coward sends his daughter to do his dirty work?" She didn't realize she spoke aloud, till it was too late and she found an uneasy glance turned her way.
"Be carful," Azula impassively warned her friend of her near treasonous words, "he is the Fire Lord."
"I know. I'm sorry," she immediately apologized as sincerely as she could. "I just…I don't understand why he's sending you to do this." She shut her eyes tight hoping to calm herself; anger would do her no good now. "He has an entire army willing to do anything he asks, why you?" Her tone had turned so soft and pleading it was almost pathetic.
Azula had waited for her friend to open her eyes before she spoke again. She was royalty and not fond of repeating herself. "Why shouldn't he?" she asked rhetorically. "I am the Princess, the heir to the throne. I need to make the hard decisions. It is my duty."
Whatever control Ty Lee had over her rage had fled. She spoke before she could stop to think what she was saying. "Its funny, I see your lips moving but I hear your father speaking." She regretted ever opening her mouth immediately and cursed whatever boldness or madness had caused her to speak so foolishly to the already angry princess.
Faster than humanly possible, she saw Azula's hand move towards her in a blur. All in one motion Ty Lee felt the fire benders burning grasp at her throat, nails digging into her skin, as she was thrown backwards onto the bed. She felt the air leave her lungs quickly as her back made sudden contact.
She could feel Azula's eyes bearing into her soul before she even got the chance to open hers. She gazed up at the bender silently begging for forgiveness, something Azula was not accustomed to handing out.
Time slowed, and Azula watched as Ty Lee began to slip from consciousness. She could almost see the darkness closing in on the girl. It was beautiful. A sadistic smile crept across her face as she felt the girls pulse drop dangerously low beneath her fingers. Her eyes had gone dazed and lidded and Azula thought she never looked prettier than she did just then. It would be all too easy to watch Ty Lee black out, but Azula never took the easy road. Where was the fun in that? She loosened her grip ever so slightly, just enough to allow the girl to gasp for the air she so desperately needed.
After catching her breath, Ty Lee didn't move. She passively awaited her punishment. It wouldn't take much, a hit here, a pinch there, and she could easily subdue the firebender. Azula was no fool, and although it hurt her pride, she knew the acrobat could render her body useless in seconds if she wanted. Anything out of arms length was Azula's game, but in such close contact, the princess could never win, Ty Lee was simply too fast.
This was the reason she chose Ty Lee all those years ago. She had watched her take down men twice her size as if brushing a fly off her shoulder. Even then she could recognize a threat when she saw one. The girl could do amazing things. "Keep your enemies close," her father had once told her, so she befriended the girl.
It was a hard task at first; everything the girl did set her teeth on edge. She was annoying, relentlessly happy, and blissfully stupid, always bouncing around, jabbering on endlessly about one thing or another. It had become a painfully difficult task to drown out the aura reader's shrill voice, one that never ceased, but once she had figured a way the girl's presence didn't annoy her so much. It didn't take her long to realize that the acrobat was no true danger to her, but the girl was eager to please so Azula kept her around.
When they had gotten older, Azula found a new fondness for the girl. Though she didn't know what it was at first, it did not take the prodigy long to figure it out and claim Ty Lee for her own in a way no one else had ever done before.
Ty Lee, fickle witless Ty Lee. So much like a flame herself, so beautiful and deadly, making it all the more easier for Azula to bend her will. She truly stood no chance. A few choice words and small gestures and the girl had been hers for the taking. With an orgasm to seal the deal Ty Lee had fallen in love so easily with the heartless princess that even Azula had to question it at first.
But Ty Lee was unable to lie, her large doe eyes saw to that. Azula could see the truth in them when those three words had foolishly left her lips, giving the princess more power than Ty Lee could ever know. The cunning prodigy immediately saw the benefit of having someone like the acrobat, who possessed such unique gifts, love her. She had been taught that loyalty could only be achieved through fear, but that daft acrobat had shown her otherwise. Loyalty through love was much more useful and trustworthy. Azula couldn't quite grasp the full meaning of love but she understood enough of it to see all of its advantages. This newfound adoration had solidified her loyalty in Azula's eyes and that was all that mattered.
However, her love had made Ty Lee daring and blinded her to the truth. She often overstepped her bounds, like she had done tonight, and Azula took pleasure in reminding the girl exactly who she was. But as she looked down at the acrobat, lying obediently beneath her, she could not bring herself to hurt her any more than she already had. Ty Lee had a slip of the tongue. She was such a stupid thing after all, it would be like kicking a baby moose-lion for nipping at you. It was in her nature to speak before she thought. Ty Lee didn't have a father like hers, who was unforgiving of such things. Azula never had the luxury of making mistakes, she was almost jealous of her imperfections. Almost.
She looked down into those giant childlike eyes that somehow held a long lost innocence and wondered how it was possible that Ty Lee had fallen in love with her. She was everything Azula was not. More accurately, all the good Azula was not. She tore her gaze away before she got lost in the answerless thought and released her grasp on the girl's throat.
The acrobat had a stray hair near her eye and Azula felt the strongest inclination to remove it. With a gentleness neither girl knew she had, Azula brushed it away letting her fingers get tangled in the acrobat's hair. She had left it down tonight, out of its traditional braid, and it was fanned out beneath her. Azula ran her hand through her hair once more so she could admire its silky feel.
She lit a small flame at her fingertip and let it stand, marveling in its beauty. Both pairs of eyes watched as the tiny flame danced atop her fingers. It was so small that it was almost white, you could barely pick out the blue tint hiding at its edges. She drew the flame downward to the acrobat's cleavage and let the flame loose on the pink garment. With only her eyes, she kept the fire in a slim line while it broke the fabric in two pieces.
On impulse she dangerously broke her concentration to look into those stupid grey colored eyes that could only be found on one person in all the Fire Nation, but Azula didn't find the fear she had been looking for. Instead they looked back at her in the most trusting manner. It crossed her mind to burn the girl just to teach her a lesson. But she didn't. For whatever reason, she extinguished the flame before it touched any skin.
The tiny pink bindings she had worn fell off her body almost immediately after it had been burned. Azula allowed a sly smile to escape when Ty Lee gasped as the cold air kissed her nipples, hardening them.
Her eyes drew further south along her stomach, her favorite part of the girl. For as tiny as acrobat was, she held all her strength in her core. Her stomach was flat and muscular, yet somehow remained feminine.
She ran her hands along the contours of each muscle and watched as they contracted beneath her touch. Her skin felt so smooth under Azula's calloused hands. The princess was overcome with a sudden bout of jealousy and raked her nails along her abdomen, leaving a trail of red marks in its wake. She marveled at those angry red lines and traced a finger gently along each of them causing Ty Lee to whimper in the most delirious way.
Her gold eyes bore into the gymnast's, daring her to make a sound again. But Ty Lee only returned that look with an expression Azula could only call desire. She was silently begging the princess for more using those lust-filled, stupid grey eyes.
As she reached the girl's womanhood she could already feel the heat radiating through her clothes. Ty Lee was ready for her, she could almost smell the arousal. She smirked inwardly. The acrobat always was such a whore, it never did take too much to get her riled up.
Azula slipped her hand below the waistband, not bothering to remove anything else. Just as she thought, Ty Lee was wet with desire. As her fingers brushed the moist entrance the acrobat let another delicious whimper escape. Except this time Azula was waiting for it. This time she wanted to hear it. She made the same motion deliberately ripping a moan from the girl's throat. She really was so easy to manipulate, it almost took the fun out of it.
She teased her lips before entering her quickly, causing the girl to curse out in surprise. Azula enjoyed hearing filthy words on Ty Lee's tongue almost as much as she did her own name as it was screamed out. There was just something about such innocence saying such naughty things that made her drunk with power.
A sinful smile crept across the firebender's face as soft moans fell on her ears. She loved being inside of Ty Lee. The feel of her slick velvet walls surrounding her fingers was ecstasy in itself. She was so, so tight. She drove her fingers in once again causing the acrobats eyes to roll backwards.
On the next thrust, Ty Lee bucked and it wasn't long before their rhythms synced up. The acrobat leaned up to kiss her lover but Azula turned her head away as she often did. She rarely allowed the acrobat's lips on her own, but that never stopped the optimistic girl from trying. She only wished for some small intimacy but Azula seldom consented. Ty Lee was not allowed to touch and when she did she got punished, yet she never stopped trying.
After being refused again, Ty Lee relented and began to work the firebender's neck instead. She found the girls pulse point and sucked tenderly. She was carful not to leave bruises as she tried her best to taste every inch Azula would allow. Her kisses turned more violent and passionate as Azula's strokes began to quicken. Unknowingly, one of her hands had found its way onto the benders breasts.
Azula wretched the acrobats roaming fingers away and pinned them down to the bed. She thrust in hard making the girl squirm. She thrust harder still until Ty Lee cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She felt the girl's breath ghost over her skin and before she could stop herself she shuddered. She was angry again. Whether at herself or Ty Lee she didn't know, she was just angry. So she began to thrust even harder and deeper. Each stroke caused another moan, another grunt, and another string of curses, all of which were music to the prodigy's ears.
Ty Lee shut her eyes in concentration and bit her lip in a failed attempt to silence herself. Her hands desperately reaching to take fistfuls of sheets in each of them. She was so close. Abruptly, Azula stilled, not quite ready to give the girl what she wanted. Those grey eyes snapped open immediately, trying her best to understand what was happening.
But Azula did nothing. She didn't remove herself from the girl's wet folds. She simply stopped moving, taking pleasure in the confused look on Ty Lee's face. She breathed in the heat rolling off the girl beneath her. What an interesting feeling it was to hold so much power, literally in her fingertips. It was intoxicating.
She had never just stopped before. Had never denied that lovely little tart the release she craved. She was vaguely aware of how selfish she was being in this moment, but she couldn't bring herself to care. Seeing the agonizing expression in the brunettes face was much too fascinating. Azula would not be so generous this time. She looked at that pitiful demeanor and smiled ruthlessly. This time the acrobat would have to beg if she wanted more.
And beg she did. It didn't even take long before Ty Lee's distraught voice filled the silence. She used such pretty words as she pleaded for more. She really could be such a girl sometimes. She had seemed so weak as she begged for more. It was so very satisfying.
Azula didn't wait too long before continuing. Her thrusts returned to their original pace as Ty Lee's breath became ragged and she shut her eyes once more. She was close and this time Azula would not refuse her, she rather enjoyed seeing Ty Lee lose control of her body. She curled her fingers and pressed her thumb to the hardened nub. Ty Lee's walls clenched almost immediately. Azula continued to drive into the girl as she writhed beneath her.
One hand moved to tangle in her own hair as another gripped furiously at Azula's clothing. Her mouth was partially open and she could not stop the moans from escaping. Her back arched towards her lover while she rode out the intense waves of pleasure.
When she finally came down her body slumped in complete exhaustion. Being brought to the edge twice and only pushed over once had been an educating experience. Ty Lee had never come so hard or long before. The princess was always teaching her new things about her body.
When Azula pulled out of her, Ty Lee looked up through lidded eyes and watched as her princess examined her glistening fingers. Azula brought them closer and ran them across her lips before licking them. It was the most beautiful sight the aura reader had ever seen. Azula was high on the taste and paid no attention to her actions, degrading as they may be. The Princess was in a daze and Ty Lee had seen the opening she was hoping for.
She reached up to grasp the same fingers that were inside her only moments ago. Azula watched, thoroughly interested, as the girl brought them down to her own lips. The acrobat took the fingers into her mouth and licked them clean, her grey eyes never leaving Azula's. She intertwined their fingers as she brought a free hand to her princess' face and began to caress it. Azula sat frozen and confused but allowed the girl to do as she pleased just this once.
With a confidence she never knew she had, Ty Lee leaned in as close as possible without having their lips touch and as Azula made to turn her head, Ty Lee stopped her with the hand on her cheek. Looking into those molten golden eyes she found courage and closed the distance forcefully. Their kiss was hard and lip bruising, leaving no room for escape.
Azula nipped at her lip possessively to take control of the kiss but she had bit to hard, drawing blood and causing a startled Ty Lee to jump away. She had tasted it, the blood, and it drove her mad. For some reason she wanted more so she forcefully brought Ty Lee's face back to hers and captured those lips once again.
It was a different sensation to kiss Ty Lee and not be thoroughly repulsed by it. The kiss was unrestrained and the acrobat had returned it eagerly. She felt a tongue swipe across her lips. Using some instinct she didn't know she had she opened her mouth and allowed the acrobat's tongue to collide with her own. She could still taste the blood but it only seemed to drive her further into the lust that now controlled her body. But as always the overbearing acrobat had to take it too far. The moment those tiny hands grazed the bender's womanhood Azula had been brought back to her senses. She pushed the girl away so quickly that it seemed to take her a while to realize exactly what had happened.
Azula's icy voice cut through her like a newly sharpened blade, "You may leave now." It was worded as a courtesy but Ty Lee made no mistake in thinking it was anything other than an order. No matter, she couldn't help herself. There was a change in the princess tonight she could feel it. More importantly, she could see it in the other girl's aura.
"Azula," she pleaded softly. As rare as her smiles and her kisses were, being allowed to spend the night was rarer still. Azula didn't see the point in sharing her bed when Ty Lee could have her own, in her own room. The princess never saw the point in anything emotional, but the acrobat would never let go of her fantasy. Being the optimistic girl that she was, Ty Lee couldn't help but try on this night, where she had gotten farther with the girl she loved than ever before.
But as soon as she had said her name in that compassionate manner Azula turned to look at her with those cold, uncaring eyes that were usually reserved for others. "Leave!" she ordered with a fury that turned the candlelight blue again and made them rise a few inches. Remembering her place, the acrobat bowed, grabbed a robe, and made her way solemnly to the room she always slept in when she stayed at the palace.
This was how their relationship worked and the acrobat had come to terms with that when it had first started. Azula took and took and took where Ty Lee simply gave, that's how it always was. She just prayed to Agni that this wasn't how it always would be. She wanted to feel and know every part of her princess, as Azula had known her. She wanted to hear her name on the bender's lips as she brought about an orgasm. But most of all she wanted to feel the princess' love she was hell bent on proving existed.