Part one of Fulcrum101's prompt: Flexibility Contest. I have had a request for a threesome and foursome with this pairing so those will be included in this as well haha! I tried to keep this little project in the T zone, but looks like it will need to change soon lol. Keep the prompts coming. I am loving this pairing! Enjoy! Queen Ty
The moment she landed in the Fire Nation, Katara wanted to leave. It was infuriating how the nation was a sweltering haven of hateful bigots, who saw nothing wrong with overtaking the entire world, yet the son of the nation's leader was one of her best friends. Loyalty was high on the college student's hierarchy of necessary traits that warranted her friendship and Zuko had proven himself. So, she did what any good friend would and reluctantly agreed to take the summer trip with her brother, his on again/off again girlfriend and her own sexy, ex, a probending collegiate soon-to-be number one draft pick.
The trip had been fine until they all reached the airport and were introduced to Prince Zuko's perfect little sister, Princess Azula.
"I hate her," grumbled Katara to Suki after they were escorted to their shared room for the next two weeks by Azula and Zuko's young step-mother and their bags brought in by two servants, both obviously mulatto Southern Water Tribe/Fire Nationals.
Suki chuckled lightly, checking herself out in the mirror. Thankfully, the princess had gone after Katara's beau, shocking everyone with the revelations that the two have been dating for the past two years and were well acquainted in the bedroom.
"Of course he would want her," continued Katara. "She probably spread for him on the first date".
Like you did? Thought Suki, deciding it was best to leave the subject alone.
Apparently, Katara was still pissed about the loss of her first, which Suki thought was just sad. Why worry about one guy when there were plenty fish in the sea? She and Sokka had a mutual agreement. They were college students. College brought opportunities. No need in wasting opportunities...
"Well, Prince Zuko has a thing for you, I hear," she said casually to the brooding Water Tribe girl on the crimson bed. "Everyone is pining for him and his riches," she pointed out, sitting at a vanity to check out the assortment of beauty products.
If you don't want him, send him my way. She thought before opening a drawer to a smorgasbord of cosmetics.
"Wow! This place has everything!" She squealed.
Rummaging through every color lipstick known to woman, Suki tried on the matte burnt orange, Chanel puckering her lips. "I wonder what kind of red Azula has on?" She asked aloud, making Katara suck her teeth.
"Oh come on, Kat, you have to admit the girl looks amazing. Bitch or not".
Though she was not a fan of the pompous princess either, given her condescending looks and frequent eyerolls accompanied with a silver, lashing tongue, Suki could respect Azula's well-kept appearance. The witch was an Ivy League student, of course, she would be arrogant. Suki did not expect to attend college anywhere with her poor background and lackluster grades, but due to her service in Kyoshi Island's Coast Guard, she had been rewarded for her service with a free education.
A knock at the door made both girls jump. Katara hurried to answer it, hoping that it was Aang running from his terrible mistake back into her arms. She was highly disappointed when it wasn't.
"Toph!" Cried Suki, hurrying to hug their mutual friend.
"Don't," said Toph, moving the ground beneath Suki's feet to make her trip over her own feet and fall headfirst into the plush, crimson carpet. "Stupid benders!" She hissed, standing and dusting herself off.
With a scoff, she returned to her place at the vanity and searched for a different lipstick.
"Hi, Toph," greeted Katara as warmly as she could, given her disappointment. "I thought you weren't going to make it. What about the police academy?"
Toph shrugged, entering the room and taking a seat on the bed. "Eh, they offered me the captain's job the second day," she announced with a bored wave of her hand. "Besides, I had to see your face when you learned about your hubby and his new bitch".
Katara pouted as Suki gave a haughty laugh.
"You knew?" Asked Katara, crossing her arms. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"And ruin the surprise? No way! And I found out when they came to Republic City for Spring Break. The entire academy was called to babysit that spoiled chick thanks to her father".
"Ugh!" Growled Katara, done with the conversation.
Fingers clenched, she marched out of the room. Not only did Aang dump her, but he completely stood up her invitation to visit her parents in the Southern Water Tribe for the break.
"Coach needs us to train for the week, but we can hang out when you come back".
Who did he think he was? She was determined to give him and his rich, Ivy League girlfriend a large chunk of what was on her mind.
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Ozai stood overlooking the balcony of his home, smoking a cigarette casually. He thought briefly on sending Yuyan Assassins to Hira'a to greet his ex-wife and her new family for the summer arrangement that he did not remember agreeing to. Thanks to Ursa, he not only had to deal with his embarrassment for a son, but also his loser, obviously democratic friends.
"I did not sign up for this," grumbled his new wife with her arms crossed, leaning her back against the railing.
Blowing a thick puff of smoke, Ozai nodded. "No, you signed up for my abundant wealth. Therefore, you are entitled to the inconvenient company of my children also".
The lady of the house shrugged, passively. Placing a hand on her husband's chest, she grinned seductively. "Gives us a reason to stay in bed for the next two weeks, hmm?"
The political leader smirked, making his wife lick her dark red lips. Both knew her hand in marriage was bought, but she had to admit that Ozai was quite a catch in more ways than one. She attached her lips to his neck from behind, exploring his toned abdominals with her palms, pressing her breasts through her sheer bed-robe against his back.
"You know, I would want nothing more," commented Ozai, enjoying his wife's wondering hands and rough suckles. She was hardly gentle and neither was he. "But you should know my brother is expected this evening".
Her eyes widened and her lips stopped their groping instantly. "Fuck, not THAT creepy pervert," she hissed, making Ozai chuckle. "You should send him to war or something," she suggested.
"He's my senior advisor".
Her deep, irritated exhale tickled his neck. Iroh was the reason Ozai still held the throne steadfast, so they owed some respect to him for helping maintain their lavish lifestyle at the expense of the people's tax dollars.
"Fine, just keep him and Prince Pouty at bay".
"And Azula?"
"I like her. Girl's got good taste. If I hadn't met you first. I would have given her a run".
Ozai smirked, flickering his cigarette over the balcony. "She's loyal. Though I don't like that air nomad who keeps following her around".
"Her boyfriend?" Asked his wife, cocking an eyebrow.
"WHAT?" Growled Ozai turning to face her. "You had better be lying, Jun".
"Oh, I thought you knew. Oops," said the former bounty hunter with a careless shrug.
"How long have you known?"
"Can't remember, but I don't see what she sees in that bald kid. That's the real head scratcher. Maybe it's the tattoos".
Ozai brought a hand to his beard, stroking it in deep thought. Jun knew the look. He was silently furious.
"So, she thought she could hide this from me? I'm her father. I know everything. Perhaps I should discuss this with them".
He turned to leave when Jun tugged at his robe. "You probably want to knock before barging in her room".
"Why?" Asked Ozai. Jun whistled with another shrug and walked back into their bedroom, shedding her robe before lying on the bed.
In that moment, the ruler grasped her meaning and flared the candle settings on both nightstands. "He wouldn't DARE touch my daughter!" He howled stomping out of the room towards Azula's bedroom.
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Zuko and Sokka were in the palace gardens, playing cornhole with flaming beanbags. Sokka was losing by a wide margin for the third time, making the game incredibly bleak.
"Come on, Sokka! Just pretend it's your boomerang," coached the prince.
Sokka glared at him. "Easy for you to say, Bender!" He snapped back.
Zuko shook his head, glancing to his right to see his father passing by, anger evident in his walk.
Hmph! Wonder who Your Majesty is off to terrorize? He thought. Where's his wife? He wondered with a grimace.
It still burned him that his father had snagged his former professor, whom he had the biggest crush on for most of his time in college. The woman had claimed that she would never take up with a man, but Ozai must have been quite convincing because she was singing a different tune after a mere six months of dating.
"Is your dad mad or something?" Asked Sokka.
Zuko shrugged. "He's always mad or something. Who cares?" He asked passively. "Just stay out of his way. He can be a big jerk". He warned.
"Like father, like son, huh?" Joked Sokka, slapping Zuko on the back, making the man grunt.
"Whatever," grumbled the prince, taking his position with a flaming beanbag.
"Hey guys!" Came a voice that shook the prince's concentration.
"Toph!" Squealed Sokka.
"Don't you dare, Sokka!" Snapped the earthbending master. "Besides, you should be stopping your sister from snapping Aang's neck".
"Where is she?" Asked the Water Tribesman.
Suki appeared next to Toph in the garden. "On her way to Azula's room. She's pissed about Aang and the princess".
Zuko's eyes widened as he remembered the scowl on Ozai's face. Oh, shit! He thought, alarmed. "I think my dad knows too!" He exclaimed, hurrying off to his sister's room with the others close on his heels.
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Red painted toes were against the wall for a third time. Aang was amazed at how flexible his girlfriend was though she was a sweaty mess as he held her legs. Azula gave shallow breaths whimpering.
"That's it. Ooooh, that's the spot, right there".
Aang watched her perky breasts heave slowly, making him lick his lips.
"Does it hurt, Princess?" He asked, sweetly.
Before Azula could respond, the door flew open to reveal an audience of his friends and Azula's FATHER. The princess straightened herself immediately at his angry eyes.
"What's the matter, Father? Has anyone heard of knocking?" She hissed.
Ozai's face calmed instantly when he saw his daughter had her training garments on and the avatar was fully dressed also. The bed was perfectly made and the room smelled like fresh linens.
I should have known better. Thought Ozai, though he still wanted answers.
"So…is this the new boyfriend I have heard nothing about? If so, why is he in your bedroom?" He asked.
Katara and Zuko smirked behind him in unison.
Aang reddened, awaiting Azula's response. The princess wiped the perspiration from her forehead, calmly, easing a pair of lacy underwear from last night beneath her adjacent bed before rising slowly. Luckily, she and the probender were early birds or they surely would have been caught in one of their favorite positions.
"Apologies Father, we were merely training. Please forgive my silence, I was going to introduce you at dinner".
"Hmph! Training…" grumbled Zuko. "For?"
"The games tonight after dinner, right Father. Remember the charity fundraiser?"
Ozai groaned. He had almost forgotten about the fundraiser for National Tea Day established by his bubbly brother. "Yes, yes…It is Twister night. Whoever wins may have $50,000 to benefit whichever charity they prefer. Aww, My Dear, you are really taking this to heart. I am sure you'll win".
Katara's eyes brightened. She loved giving to the needy and was sure she could upstand Azula in any physical prowess. The girl may be a firebending prodigy, according to Zuko, but that was probably all she knew how to do. "How do I sign up?" Asked the Water Tribe girl.
Zuko's jaw dropped. Ozai had completely forgiven Azula's deception outright. "I hate you!" He mouthed to her.
Azula smirked. "I know". She mouthed back before answering Katara. "No need to sign up just don't fuck up. I'll see you tonight, Sugar Cakes. I'm feeling limber".
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