I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender and I never will. Rate and Review, this is just my third story. I'm trying to improve my writing skills with this one. I hate being OOC with any character and Ty Lee has this Valley Girl dialect that's totally different from the way I write or speak. This is just going to start out as a series of one-shots that might branch out into a story later. I might do some fan decision thing later on for an ending if I really get into this, so follow away. Thanks to bob, RSK, Whitewolfkruger, and . for the reviews. [Sorry if this chapter is a little short and seems rushed. It was.]
I made sure to wake up early the next day and when I came back, I told Azula I fell trying to climbing a tree to say hello to a parrot-rooster. It was the only way to explain the bruises Mai gave me as punishment. She didn't really care though. Azula never cares. Unless it's the Avatar. You know, the kid with the arrow tattoos? I'm sure you've heard of him.
Anywho, the entire time, Mai was being super creepy and quiet I thought I was saying something wrong. I bit my lip, I was so nervous and I played with my braid, hoping to change the conversation. "We're going to need water soon, right?"
Azula scoffed at me. "What do you think we have the Guard for. They take care of the menial tasks and we capture the Avatar," she said, clenching her fists.
Mai just rolled her eyes and sighed. "How exciting."
There wasn't too many places to go in the giant metal tank we were in. We could really only drive it during the day though; it rolled on fire power and the fire benders strong enough to power it had to sleep at night. At least until we got on the Avatar's trail.
Azula found me in my room. I was reading a book while resting on my elbows with my feet on my head. It's actually a lot more comfortable than it looks.
"Hey, Azula," I said cheerily. She glared at me and I looked down and rolled to the foot of my bed, sitting crossed-legged. That stare only meant one thing: she was really bored.
She snapped her fingers and I crawled over to her on my hands and knees and started undoing her shin-guards. Getting her out of her armor was a total pain, but I couldn't say no. Not that I really wanted to. Her chest-piece and arm guards came off easily enough. Then the chain-mail gloves. I went to peel her out of her shirt and she grabbed my hand, bending it until it hurt. Azula never let me touch her or get her out of her clothes. The pain was so bad, I started whimpering. Normally she let go when I did, but she seemed extra annoyed today. She muscled me down to my knees and glared at me, daring me to try and get back up. I didn't. For some cooky reason, I trusted her not to hurt me. Well, not hurt me badly. The claw and bite marks did sting a bit.
She pulled me up by my hair and shoved me onto the bed, still holding on tightly to my wrist. She growled at me like a ferocious lion-bear and grabbed my other wrist in the same hand. I struggled against her grip a bit, but didn't break it. She liked it when I did that. When I showed her exactly how much power she had over me…
She struggled with my shorts. They were my last pair so she couldn't burn them off like she normally did. They were only half undone before she started pulling them off me. I felt the sting of her nails on my hips as she scratched me trying to get them off. I whimpered more, squirming under her rough hands.
She used her hips to pin mine down, keeping me in place. Then I felt fingers walking their way up my thigh. I froze, barely breathing. Two fingers tapped at my warm, pink flesh. She wanted me to beg for it. I knew better than to not do what she wanted.
"'Zulaaa~" I moaned. "Please… please… ple- AAH~" They were swirling and pushing inside me. The pressure, the feelings were all so much. I didn't want this feeling to ever stop. It was even starting to feel better. I wanted to squirm as I felt myself stretch to let in another finger. It started feeling better. Do good. "Aaah~ aaah~ Azuuulaaaah~"
I kept moaning, so close but then… she stopped…
"Azula…?"
She grinned at me with that smile that was so creepy but I'd gotten so used to it by now… I tried to beg, but my mouth wouldn't work. I wanted her to finish. I needed her to finish.
"You're such a needy little tart, aren't you," she said. Those words would've hurt if they'd come from anyone else, but Azula never meant them to hurt. I nodded, my cheeks were so warm I knew I was blushing. She slid down and started licking. Her tongue was so warm. Her lips almost burned. And it all felt so good.
"Aaaah~ mmmf. Azulaaaaah~"
