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Anatomy
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Ty Lee loves taking on the role of stylist. A stylist to royalty, or, more importantly, a stylist to her friend. She hates watching people dress up Azula or do her nails when Ty Lee is fabulous at it… and really likes any excuse to touch her lifelong crush.
"Fix the dress," Azula orders and Ty Lee takes a few moments to figure out what needs to be fixed.
It requires a little bit of sewing, which Ty Lee can do. For fun. For fun, of course. She—she's way too rich to ever have needed to do that or anything. Or so she tells everyone else and occasionally herself.
Ty Lee touches Azula's shoulder as she fixes the sleeves. The sash is to die for and a beautiful hue of red that Ty Lee has never seen before in her life. She touches Azula's waist as she takes that in a little and touches her hips by accident. That last one aches the most.
"Alright, now to take it off," Azula says, smirking. It is a knowing smirk, and Ty Lee wonders if Azula sees right through her. Well, if she does, it means Ty Lee checking her out is welcome, which would be marvelous news.
Princess Azula walks across the room and then glances at Ty Lee.
"Close your eyes and I will have you executed if you peek," she says and Ty Lee does.
She cannot help but open them for a moment. It is not as if she hasn't seen Azula before, but this very private, secret way of examining her anatomy makes Ty Lee's heart race. She feels her skin heat up and then feels panic when Azula turns around.
Ty Lee squeezes her eyes shut again, and hopes that Azula won't ever know.
"Keep your eyes closed," Azula orders and Ty Lee obeys.
Azula rewards her supposed compliance with a kiss.
Ty Lee nearly faints.