Come to me, pretty boy boy toy, toy boy with blue eyes, blue eyes like glass like fire, like my fire, fire father, fire brother. My fire's best, father said so, fire father, fire breaks glass, glassy eyes like hot like heat. Crack down the middle, pop like glass, breaking pretty blue eyes like glass.
Sweat for me, pretty boy boy toy, toy boy sweating water like water, hot water I taste with my tongue. Water boy toy boy, made of water, feels like water. My fire makes his water steam, hot hot too hot, boiling hot too hot for him. No more water, I burned it all up, thirsty thirsty because he sweats it away. Sweaty slippery pretty boy water boy.
Break for me, pretty boy boy toy, under my hands my hot hot hands. Burn you brand you, means you're mine, all this water all for me. Can't cool me down, not my hot blue flame, burning best like father likes it always best, better. Hot hot hotter than his, always better, little monster always better, father said so.
Moan for me, pretty boy boy toy, toy boy windup make him go. Make him moan, hot water watery moan, boiling hot steam hiss, now he's hot fiery hot, no more water, all burnt up. Make a monster, another little monster, always better, mother said so, cold cold fire mother. Make him hurt, make him pay, make him burn like water skin crackly black in my long pointy claws. Little monster make another monster, all fiery hot hot.
Now all for me, pretty boy boy toy, toy monster with claws like mine. Blue glass eyes, cracked down the center, hot toy monster makes me moan. Hot slippery water toy monster, all mine, eat me up with fire teeth. Wind him up and go, pretty boy boy toy, go and go and go and go and go…
Fix me, pretty boy boy toy, fix broken toy monster toy teeth glass eyes. Hard like glass, cracked like glass, hot too hot for water boy pretty boy. Water can't put me out, fire's too hot, hot blue hot not like glass eyes. Hot fire's best, father said so, blue hot fire burning water boy. Broken blue glass eyes, hot fire too hot, blue water boy cold cold like cold fire mother, no fixing hot little monster, broken down the middle. No heart to fix, just little windup parts and hot too hot blue flame, little toy monster.
A/N: This was a very experimental piece for me, mostly for me to see if I could do Sokka/Azula. Though I happen to be personally terrified of Azula, she is a very intriguing character, and writing from her skewed perspective was actually pretty fun. I'm still not exactly sure what's going on at any given point in this brief ficlet, but I'm fairly sure it's dark. And no, Sokka can't fix her.