Ch 3
'You fool. You missed your opportunity to claim him. After that debacle, he'll never want to see you again.'
Azula pushed the voices away and listened to Asami and Ty Lee's conversation.
"So Azula, did you and Aang fuck? You were in there for a long time. I bet he's a beast in bed." Asami said, as she navigated the traffic.
"We didn't have sex. Lots of kissing and groping, but no sex." Azula said.
"Is that disappointment i hear?" Ty Lee asked.
"No. i'm just tired." Azula said.
"Fork over the money." Ty Lee said, and pocketed the 20 bucks from Asami.
"Ty Lee, do you know his schedule, if he has one?" Asami asked.
"Nope. The kid comes when he's available to arrive." Ty Lee said.
"For being called a militia, it sure seems to eat up his time. Might as well be a full functioning air-force branch." Azula said.
"How did you know he's in the air-force? He never told us that." Ty Lee said.
"We talked. He's working with that brat, what's her face. Korra." Azula said.
"You don't get along well with people, don't you?" Ty Lee asked.
"Nope. And i prefer to keep it that way." Azula said. She pulled out a card that he had given her, with several phone numbers on it.
…
At his dressing room, Aang sat on the couch going over the recent events.
"Damn. Why did i stop her? Hell, she may not want to come here again. I do love performing for her, seeing the lust and desire in her eyes. I wonder what her reaction would be if we were to do nude photos of my flexibility." Aang said to himself, when the door opened.
"What about photos?" Su asked, entering the room.
"Nothing." Aang said.
"I can tell you have eyes for Azula." Su said, sitting down next to Aang.
"Yes. I'd like to know her more." Aang said, grinning like a love-sick child.
"That can happen, but you need to give me a concrete schedule. I don't care if you'll be performing all the week, or only one or two days a week. I need to know so we can plan accordingly." Su said.
"I told you before Su, it's not happening. There are days when i'm available, and days when i'm not. I can't give you a concrete schedule, because there will never be one. I warned you of this when i first started working here. But Jeong Jeong is pushing us as of late. I think he knows something he doesn't want the rest of us to know." Aang said, heading to his closet.
"Well, i can't interfere with that line of work. But one question. What were you talking about photos?" Su asked.
"Oh yeah. She took some photos of my flexibility. No big deal." Aang said, stripping his clothes and grabbed the gravity suit from the closet.
"What kind of photos?" Su asked.
"A little provocative, but no nudes." he said, purposefully leaving out that she wanted a nude photo.
"Goddamnit, Aang. Just be careful. If she asks you to do this stuff, God knows what she'll want the next time." Su said, watching him put on his new uniform.
"Whatever sick ideas she has in her head, tell her it's to be done off location. Anywhere but here." Su said.
"Thanks, Su." Aang said, walking out of the room.
In her house, Azula went over the photos she took of Aang going over his body in minute detail. She wondered if it was allowed for the dancers to go home with one of the customers. Ty Lee got to go home with Asami many times already.
'Knowing my luck, it won't happen.'
"You okay?" Ty Lee asked, entering the room.
"I'm fine." Azula curtly said. She didn't want anyone to see her at such a vulnerable moment.
"If you want to see Aang, there is a way." Ty Lee said.
"Aang gave me his number. But it's near midnight. He won't pick up at this hour." Azula said.
"Okay. That's good, but there's another way. It's called the Bender's gift. A customer orders it, and the employee they request spends the night with them. It's perfectly fine." Ty Lee said.
"That's all i had to do? Hell, i could be bedding him right now. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Azula asked.
"Didn't occur to me. But i wouldn't call right now. It's very late, and he won't be available. You'll have to call them in the morning." Ty Lee said.
Ty Lee left the room, leaving Azula to her thoughts. She opened up her laptop and pulled up a video of ballbusting. She watched as the woman repeatedly kicked the man in the balls over and over. At one point, she dropped into a middle split and threw a fist into the man's genitals.
Azula opened her legs and continued to watch. The man had his legs spread open, his genitals open for her to torment. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down into a wide straddle, landing on his balls with a crunching sound added.
"That's gotta hurt." Azula laughed, fingering herself.
The video continued, as the woman grinded and stomped on his cock, as if she were trying to cement it to the ground. She soon stopped, and kicked him in the now-squashed balls one more time before leaving. Azula turned off the video, and fantasized about busting Aang in the same manner she just saw.
"Oh well. One can only imagine."
…
Next morning came, and Azula struggled to focus on her work. All she could think off was her moment with Aang in the dressing room. She wished they could have gone further, taken more risque photos, among other things. She was now getting tired of waking up in an large bed alone. She wanted to wake up next to Aang, despite having seen him for a few days.
"Chief, here's the latest report on the equalists group. We've scoured the known city, but have yet to find their base of operations." Mako said, handing in a report.
"All but one location. This stretch of road." she said.
"I thought you scouted it out." Mako said.
"Didn't get far. I'm going alone." She said, emphasis on the last word.
She headed inside the car and drove off.
At 5000 feet above the air, Aang as flying a MiG-29 against Korra's F-18 in a duel. He put her plane in his sights and fired. The missile missed, and Aang growled in response.
"Damn, Aang. You're getting sloppy. Did Azula wear you out last night?" Korra jokingly teased.
Aang didn't respond, but instead fired a burst of gunfire at her direction, nicking her in the tailpipe.
"Good shooting. You're more aggressive than usual." Sokka said, flying next to Aang.
"Yeah. It's because he has a girlfriend and his mind is all over the place." Korra said, completing the three-ship formation.
"Who is it?" Sokka asked.
"You're not going to believe it. It's the chief of police." Korra said.
"That's crazy talk. There's no way the chief is involved with him." Sokka said.
"It's true. You should have seen the look on Aang's face. When he came. It was the 'i had great sex last night' face." Korra said.
Aang didn't say anything, but looked down from the cockpit, and saw a lone vehicle traveling on the road.
"Tower, i'm seeing a lone vehicle traveling on the road. Is it one of ours?" Aang asked.
"Nothing is scheduled to be driving on the road. You are ordered to intercept and arrest the driver if possible. If not, terminate on site." Jeong Jeong ordered.
Aang dove towards the ground, keeping the lone vehicle on his sights. He pulled up at the last minute and landed his jet several meters in front of the car. Exiting the cockpit, he pulled out his sub-machine gun and headed towards the now-slowing vehicle.
"Get out of the car, now!" he exclaimed, aiming the weapon at her.
Azula couldn't believe it. She was going on official police business, and an air-militia pilot was about to arrest her. She laughed at the irony, considering she was the one doing the arresting and now it was in reverse. The pilot shoved her against the car, and grabbed a spare set of cuffs from the vehicle and restricted her hands.
"Well this is odd. Arrested via my own cuffs." she snarked.
"Shut up." the pilot ordered. He stood back, still aiming the weapon at her. Azula watched as he stood back, probably to ask his superiors about what to do with her. He soon got her answer as he grabbed her and pulled her to his fighter. He sat in the cockpit and pulled her into his lap, ignoring orders to wait for a chopper.
"Negative. It'll be faster if i bring her myself." the man said.
"Copy that. Who is the trespasser?" command asked.
"The chief of police." he said, as Azula lay against him.
Cutting the comms, he spoke to Azula.
"How's it going, Azula?" Aang asked.
"Other than getting arrested by my soon-to-be boyfriend, doing good." Azula said. She looked at the controls of the aircraft, and saw two more planes fly in formation next to Aang.
"Friends?" she asked.
"Sokka, and Korra. Never thought we'd meet each other like this." Aang said.
"Well, i've thought about being close to you. I'm guessing this is as close as we can get." Azula said, the sound of the jet engine in her ears.
The two sat in silence until Aang spoke.
"You have nice eyes, and cute lips." Aang said.
Azula would have found it endearing, but considering the situation they were in, Aang was just trying to pass the time.
"So, about last night…" Azula started.
"Don't worry. It's nothing. However, if you want to see me on-one-one..." Aang started.
"I know about the special. Ty Lee told me about it. I might request you." Azula said.
"Okay. But there are rules about the special. Talk to Su about it." Aang advised.
But her small moment of peace with her young friend came to an end as he landed his plane at the hangers. Azula saw dozens, if not hundreds of fighter jets in hardened hangers scattered across the desert.
When the plane stopped, soldiers pulled Azula from the cockpit and dragged her to the base commander, Aang following him.
"Chief of Police, Azula. I'm Colonel Jeong Jeong. I have one question. Why did you come here?" he asked, his stern face looking her equally stern face.
"We're looking for a terrorist group calling themselves equalists. We've scoured the city, but haven't looked here. I'm now guessing why they're not here." Azula said.
"You're right. Despite being a militia, we guard the territory here seriously. I appreciate your concern and commitment, chief. You can be rest assured that your terrorist group isn't here. But the next time you decide to arrive here, you need to contact me or one of the soldiers working here. Otherwise, we may not be so lenient next time." the Colonel warned.
"Sir, request permission to take the her back to the city." Aang volunteered.
"Granted. Take one of the Su-30s. Aang will drive your vehicle to the city tonight." Jeong Jeong said.
Heading to one of the supermaneuverable fighters, Azula climbed in the rear seat, while Aang took the front seat.
"So you get to fly any plane here?" Azula asked.
"I fly the MiG-29, F-4, and the Su-30/37. Everyone else flies their own planes they prefer. We have a good selection of aircraft to choose from." Aang said.
"All i heard was blah blah blah, something about fighter jets you and everyone flies, blah blah blah." Azula said, moving her hand in the appropriate manner.
Aang decides to throw in several acrobatic maneuvers, including barrel rolls, kulbilts, and some other stunts only capable with thrust vectoring engines.
Azula could only laugh with glee as Aang took her for a ride in his aircraft.
"I thought you were taking me to the city." Azula laughed.
"I am. Doesn't mean i can't practice my air combat maneuvers." Aang slyly replied.
The chief of police leaned forward and purred in her driver's ear. Aang turned and looked at Azula, a blush on his cheeks.
"I think we'll get along just fine, Aang." Azula said.
Landing on the main road in front of the police station, they caught the attention of passing pedestrians and several officers who came out of the headquarters.
"Quick question. Will you be performing at the Benders?" Azula asked.
"Not tonight. I'll be busy the next few days. And you can't ask for the special if the performer in question is not available on the premises. I'll let you know when i'll be on stage." Aang said.
