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As most of my stories do, this came to me during a very sleep deprived night, and at the time it was good, but I'm not sure how much of it will remain. As always:
On with the show!
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"Wait, don't turn out the lights," by now it was habit for Ty Lee to request this. Every night it is the same. It always starts with a rough, dominating kiss from the fire princess, which has the acrobat stumbling for the bed. Then roaming hands, and friction that makes clothing uncomfortable and heavy. Somehow it is always Ty Lee that ends up stripped first. One moment she'll be dressed and pulling at Azula's clothes and the next the fire benders hands are running over bare flesh.
Azula's golden gaze would rake over her, making her feel even more exposed, as if the princess were looking through her. Ty Lee had lost count of the times Azula seen her, sprawled naked and vulnerable on nights like this, but she was sure of a different account. She had never seen Azula. As many nights as they had lain together, the instant her own clothes loosened the princes would flick her wrist and the candles around the room would go out. Leaving Ty Lee to imagine the body of her lover from the fleeting glimpses of exposed flesh she had seen before. From this her habit had developed, when she felt Azula shift to extinguish the candles, the acrobat would ask her not to.
Azula seemed to consider, before leaning back down to hover over Ty Lee on all fours, "why?" she asked, corners of her mouth twitching up into a slight sadistic grin.
"I want to see who I'm making love to," Ty Lee replied wrapping her arms around the princess's neck.
Again the fire bending prodigy seemed to consider the words, before dipping her head down to draw the acrobat in to a long kiss, while one hand lifted from the bed and she flicked her wrist putting the candles that had lit the room out.