Homewrecker
Ty Lee stood waist deep in water on Ember Island. She came on a girls vacation, away from her husband, with Azula and Mai. Of course, Mai went to sleep early because she never had any fun, leaving Azula and Ty Lee alone.
Unfortunately, two days ago—before they left—Ty Lee begged Mai to not leave her alone with Azula. She knew she could not put herself in that compromising situation.
She was married now.
But there was Azula, wading out to stand across from her.
And she hated water.
There was something so beautiful about the way the moonlight kissed her skin, something far different than how she looked basking in endless sunlight.
"Hey." Ty Lee awkwardly waved.
Azula ran her fingertips through the warm waves and then looked up.
"You know you want to kiss me."
Ty Lee's breath caught. "I'm married."
"It would mean nothing," whispered Azula. "Nothing at all. Perfectly innocent. It doesn't count if it's a friend, or if it's a girl, or if it's fast, or if it's in the water."
Ty Lee hesitated. She knew Azula was toying with her, and she knew it would mean something. But she did want to kiss her. She wanted to kiss her with every fiber of her being. Therefore, Ty Lee pretended that she believed Azula's every word.
It would be innocent.
She pressed her lips fiercely against Azula's and tangled her fingers in raven hair.
And they both found bliss.
