#25: Virginity
Prompted By: Guest

Their lips break apart and the discomfort washes through their bodies like pleasure did before. Ty Lee pulls away from Azula, her fingers sticking slightly to the princess's skin to her absolute terror. Azula wills her toes to pry apart as Ty Lee sits up on the bed and tries not to stare too hard or for too long at Azula's flawless body.

"Are you... alright?" Azula asks slowly, fumbling with her words like she and Ty Lee just fumbled with each other's bodies. Ty Lee has never heard this tone of voice for her. Oh Agni she hopes Azula will go back to normal. If she broke Princess Azula... "I'm just asking because you seem distressed."

They are in Azula's room, which is in a state of disarray it has never been in before. Abandoned on the floor are a variety of trinkets Ty Lee bought and explained to Azula as she pretended to listen. Beside the buyer's remorse is make-up that Azula halfheartedly put on Ty Lee, which is now streaked down her face and flaking off. Azula's blankets, sheets and half of the pillows are scattered about instead of neatly on her bed as she has always insisted, to the ending of several careers.

The two best friends are even more disheveled, lacking their clothes, or, at least, most of them; certain articles were missed, like Ty Lee's jacket and Azula's silk stockings and are still clinging onto their sweaty skin. Behind Azula is her bra, in which her red casual crown is resting in the left cup of.

"I'm alright. I think," Ty Lee says softly, looking dazed.

"That was... interesting. Good... interesting..." Azula says, her face twisting strangely. Ty Lee has never been good at reading Azula. Nobody is, but Ty Lee thinks this is positive. "Very... forceful."

She hopes it is positive.

"Yes. Definitely forceful. Good... forceful," Ty Lee dares to whisper. She is not sure if she should smile or kiss Azula or what. So she just stays very still.

"I have to be honest, this is my first time doing this," Azula says, examining her broken nail. The last time she snapped a nail in half she was using her hands to scale a wall in one of her father's insane training exercises. "I don't know if we did it right. Did we do it right, Ty Lee?"

"I don't know, princess," Ty Lee squeaks, shrugging. She feels suddenly very aware of her nudity. "You know, I'm going to open a window."

"Yes. Do that," Azula says slowly, swallowing far too much saliva.

Ty Lee gets up and opens the window. The air is surprisingly crisp and fresh for late spring. Usually it is already sweltering in this area of the Fire Nation. She leans towards the window, and the starlight makes patterns on her skin. Her hair, completely down and incredibly long, glistens.

Azula lies down on her back and stares at the ceiling.

She does everything right. Right? Right?

"I think we did it right," Ty Lee says, walking back to the bed hesitantly. "I think so."

"How would we know if we didn't?" Azula asks, sounding genuinely distressed.

"Was that bad for you? Did I hurt you? Oh, Azula, no..." Ty Lee suddenly looks like she is going to cry. The melodrama with this girl is painful.

"If it was bad I would have pushed you off of me. Or myself off of you... depending on what point we're talking about," Azula says airily before swallowing. Her heart is beating far too fast. She forgets to breathe for a moment and then takes a shuddering breath.

"Maybe we should ask Mai if we did it right," Ty Lee offers and Azula rolls her eyes.

"That is not happening. We will never hear the end of it."

Silence.

"Maybe we should do it again some time," Ty Lee says feebly, hoping it is not offensive.

"That would not be bad," Azula replies, clearing her throat uncomfortably.

"Definitely not bad." Ty Lee smiles with too much of her teeth.

Silence.

"This is really awkward. We should probably put on our pajamas or something and pretend we're having a sleepover like normal fourteen year old girls," Ty Lee says, squinting out of the window into the crisp, dark night.

"And not losing our virginity." Azula sighs, as if she regrets it, and Ty Lee's fingers tense. She hopes Azula does not regret it. "Yes. Not losing our virginity. Practicing make-up. Or... I don't actually know what girls do at normal sleepovers."

"They don't usually lose their virginity. Together," Ty Lee chirps, offering a weak smile. Azula simply looks at her with a slight pout on her rosy lips.

"I don't think so," Azula replies hesitantly. She slowly sits up. "We're not going to talk about this, are we?"

"No."

"I think we did it right."

"Me too."