a/n: this really isn't meant to be taken seriously; it's just shameless softcore porn.
Hot Summer Nights
MissHarloweGold
one: fancy
Azula and Ty Lee are attending a fancy party.
They are supposed to be such good girls, and Azula is always under scrutiny at these political ordeals. She never lived down what she did during the war, no matter how much she made up for it by becoming Zuko's political adviser.
The problem is not the boring party; the problem is their constant separation due to Ty Lee's abysmal obsession with being a Kyoshi Warrior and not Azula's pet. It devastates them, but also makes it so they honestly cannot stop making out and fucking and all of that for five minutes.
But, here they are, stuck looking at each other and trying not to just pounce like wildcats.
They get too close together and all of it is ruined.
"Let's go in the hall. Come on," Ty Lee whispers. She takes Azula's hand and tries to look professional for the fancy partygoers.
"Yes. Of course. We need to… discuss politics or something," Azula whispers back, as if anyone would overhear.
They flee the party successfully, but don't make it past a deserted narrow hallway in the Earth Kingdom Embassy.
Azula pushes Ty Lee against the wall and their lips crush against each other. Ty Lee sucks on the lower lip of her flawless lover. Azula's hips press against Ty Lee's and her leg brushes against Ty Lee's inner thigh, making her flinch slightly.
Breathlessly, Azula says, "We have to go somewhere hidden. Now."
Ty Lee is completely unfamiliar with the embassy, but she still takes Azula by the hand and tries to find an unlocked room. They cannot help but end up pressed against another wall, Azula biting Ty Lee's lip before…
"Do you need something, ladies," says a man who looks very formal and important.
"No. We were just talking," Ty Lee says and Azula rolls her eyes. "And we were also just on our way out."
"This is off limits."
"You will move out of my way, and you will not tell anyone about this, and you will very quietly pretend you saw nothing, because I believe you don't recognize me. Nor can you fathom what I can do to you."
"I'll be on my way," he says quietly.
"I thought so."
Ty Lee grabs Azula's wrist, and they pick up their pace as the official-looking man's eyes follow them. When Azula glances at him over her shoulder, he turns around.
Making it to a quiet, dark office feels like winning a marathon and also conquering a city at the same time. Azula shuts the door and Ty Lee stands awkwardly by a desk.
"Clear that surface. What's wrong with you?" Azula snaps and Ty Lee swings out her arm, destroying some very important looking objects.
"Asking nicely is a really—" Ty Lee begins before she suddenly finds herself on top of the fancy wooden desk.
Azula touches Ty Lee all over slow, achingly slow, and kisses her neck and breasts and navel with ravenous yet soft kisses that make her ache and start to open her legs because she wants this so much.
And when she finally, finally slides her fingers between her legs, Ty Lee cries out her name in a whisper. She has gotten so used to hiding, but she forgets that as the princess's lips do not leave her as she thrusts higher and deeper without asking, just knowing its hers to take, and that Azula has wanted few things as wholly like this.
She always gets what she wants.
Ty Lee arches her back, straining up against her and it has only just begun.