CHAPTER IV
DANCING
There was no music playing but they danced together anyway.
That night, Princess Azula's words were icier than the weather outside, but she burned like liquor on a fire. Ty Lee tried not to think too much about it. She managed to convince the princess to spin in circles, clinging together, sweaty and half-dressed; that was a victory.
It distracted Azula from that blizzard of hurt and hate.
As they began to slow, Azula began to remember everything. How she spiraled. How she was partially through a very rewarding breakdown before Ty Lee managed to tug her attention away. Ty Lee saw it in those beautiful golden eyes and smiled softly before running her fingers gently up Azula's jaw and cheek, at last threading them through silky black hair. Azula softly exhaled. It was the good kind. Like a freezing cold person kneeling beside a warm hearth.
Azula wanted to be angry, but she saw Ty Le sweetly smiling in the most loving and adoring way, her bottom lip sliding between her white teeth as she bit softly into it. It stirred something in Azula that she tried to ignore on a regular basis.
They slept with each other a few times, but the anxiety surrounding it never lessens.
Ty Lee was told to be afraid of Azula. Maybe she should be. Yet, she knew Azula would never harm her no matter what; they were beyond that according to Ty Lee. Nobody could understand the bond they shared, or so she told it.
Still holding onto Azula although the dancing ended, Ty Lee leaned in, her nose dipping into the crevice of Azula's collarbone, trailing up the side of her neck, feeling the pump of her pulse point. Her blood surged like she was enraged even though she was silent and cold and statuesque.
Ty Lee kissed the flesh of her neck one more time before pulling back to look into her gilded eyes. Azula looked back. They both ignored the hurt.
"I love you, princess," said Ty Lee for the first time in a long time. "You're my life. I'm nothing without you, and I want to be with you for eternity, dancing to no music or whatever we do. Whatever you wanna do."
Azula knew she meant it. That scared her and maybe she should run, but she remained rooted in place as Ty Lee captured her lips with hers, kissing her with so much intensity and passion that Azula wondered if this love thing was so bad.
They meandered to the bed, breaking from their dancing posture. Ty Lee gripped her hips effortlessly and lifted her onto her lap, never breaking their kiss, Azula's thighs straddling hers, her hot core against the thin material of Ty Lee's clothes.
Ty Lee sucked on her top lip and then her bottom one, moaning at the sweet taste and soft texture. Never in her life had she tasted something so delicious.
Azula's hands ran through Ty Lee's hair, moving to unknot the braid with smooth, swift practiced fingers. A waterfall of brunette hair poured in the wake of those ivory hands. As they do, their lips dance together in a slow but firm rhythm.
Ty Lee hastened to remove their clothes before they could panic yet again and ruin something beautiful and happy and wonderful.
Azula barely noticed the removal of clothing until she pushed her breasts up against Ty Lee's. Ty Lee felt both of their nipples harden; eliciting a small whimper.
"I love you so, so much," Ty Lee whispered, her left hand sliding over Azula's shoulder blade and up to cup the back of her neck, crushing their lips together.
Azula's nails rake up Ty Lee's inner thigh, making her body shiver from the sensation. Ty Lee kissed her way along Azula's jaw to her ear, sucking the lobe between her wet lips. Azula's fingers flicker and pinch her nipple before swapping to the other breast. Ty Lee pulled back gently to kiss Azula's lips hard and fast, then dropped down to capture Azula's breast with her lips. Ty Lee twirled her tongue over and around her nipple, drawing a moan from the icy Fire Princess.
They went further and further and stained the pretty red silk sheets.