WARNING
You may become offended or disgusted while reading. If you are one to judge then continue no further for there is incest in this and I really hate people who look at warnings then just go and read it anyway then flame unintelligently. The end.
If you are familiar with my other story, 'Seed of Retaliation', then you will understand this one for it takes place at the end of the second season finale.
The callous blaze of the exchangeable passion embraced the two children. Her eyes no longer darkened by the hate she felt or exhibited merely moment before but the soft feeling of her rapid moving lips caused the boy to retreat from his stance of being greater. Within this match the young princess, in all her sadistic glory, hugged onto the price in a domineering manner. Controlling and using him.
She stopped to think, her mouth hanging onto his in almost teasing and planning motion. Wondering in an enigmatic way her arms slid back around his neck and embraced the boy she had called brother in a way which proved ownership. After how long, she couldn't resist it.
Zuko was back to her. Back on her side.
"Azula," the prince began though his panting, "Control yourself…. They might-,"
"I don't give a damn about those Earth Kingdom pawns, Zuzu; I care about what I want. I want you back, finally. Entirely."
Zuko found himself smiling.
"You are… a slave to your passions, little sister,"
Azula bit down causing him to cry out as her tongue wiped away the trace of red along his lips in a motherly and calm manner. Lifting her head, she smiled at him as her robes slid down slightly lower than before.
"My passion is my lover. My passion is my fire… I cannot live without my passion and in turn my passion would be a fire without control."
Her hands slid up his own bare arm slowly and painfully she scratched at them causing thin lines of red.
"My passion is the desire I control, Zuzu. If I lose that, I will have no control and my psyche will crumble. Would you wish for my destruction, Zuko?"
Her hands slid, once more, to his waist and proceeded to smother his lips with kisses of strange desire. Within the former Earth Kingdom, Azula found herself ruling without the need of hiding her wants to the nation. No one was there to see and judge.
Zuko didn't answer, and it somewhat alarmed her though, her trained face, showing no emotion of that feeling finally stopped the loving of her brother and Azula slipped back away from him to sit before the prince. Tossing her hair to the side, finally out of its clasp, Azula gave off a dark, enigmatic and apathetic look to the prince.
"Zuko…. Do you wish for my destruction? Only say the word and I shall… release my control of my passions."
Zuko looked at her for a moment. Entirely caught off guard at the strange girl's request. His hand slid up to her chin, a commanding aura engulfed him, and Azula found herself unresisting.
"You," Zuko began, "I chose you, did I not?"
Azula smiled. It was a happy smile with a large trace of doubt and ecstasy lingering. Indeed, He did choose her…. After all, when Azula planned… it always worked out.
Hold those flames, let me get my BBQ pit D