Follow up to chapter 1, this time it is Azula getting a little bit of payback against Zuko for leaving her in such a state. Wasn't going to write a sequel but this setting was alot of fun. There is going to be a third part within this story collection and one day maybe a prequel, sort of a "how did they get here" kind of thing, but who knows. Anyway, enjoy Azula being a tease. Thoughts always welcome, and see you all next time.
Pressing her lips together to finish her lipstick application, Azula looked herself over in the large vanity, slowly turning from side to side to be sure her appearance was up to her personal standards. A self satisfied smile graced her ruby lips, angular features framed by long ebony bangs. The red of her lipstick popped against the ivory tint of her cheeks, drawing attention to her luscious lips.
"Looking quite good," she said to herself, taking a step back to get a look at her entire body in the reflective surface. A simple black t-shirt with a small white dragon emblazoned over her chest hugged the curve of her breasts, the supple flesh pressing idly against the soft fabric. Tight fitting blue jeans hugged her toned legs, white marks similar to stretch marks strained across the dark blue material.
The hair pulled into a formal bun rested atop her head, silky black strands of hair pulled into a neat, proper appearance. She was aware that attention was going to be coming her way as soon as she took a step out of the apartment she shared with Zuko, a warm, sensual smile pulling at her lips as that was the particular goal she had in mind.
Or one person in particular person's attention.
A flash of warmth spread from her groin, the pants feeling entirely too heavy at that moment. He had left open the offer of getting lunch together that morning, and she was more than willing to take him up on that. The idea of getting back at him for leaving her aroused before he had left made the prospect that extra bit enticing.
A buzz from her phone brought her back to reality, the vibrations buzzing in her ears. Taking a few small steps towards her bed, she grasped the phone. With a quick swipe of her thumb against the smooth screen, she read the text message that popped up.
[Getting something to eat with Sokka and Suki. You're welcome to join us. See you later, Zula]
As her eyes shifted across the digitized text, Azula's lips pursed, a distinctively annoyed expression tugging across her graceful features. He had invited her to get lunch together, and now he was just ditching her to have lunch with those floozies?
"Who does he think he is?" she huffed to herself, fingers poised to click out a quick, biting response. But before the words formed on the screen, another idea occurred to her, the thought of which shifted the annoyed frown to a devious smirk.
Tossing the phone onto her bed, she made her way towards her closet, sifting through her wardrobe for the appropriate clothing for what she had in mind. The devious expression deepened as she pulled the clothing from within the closet, eyeing the material quickly before tossing it upon the bed.
"Well, two can play this game," Azula spoke as fingers began to tug at the bun atop her head, watching a cascade of black hair fall across her features.
A short while later at Kwong's Cuisine, Zuko impatiently glanced at his phone, anxious for Azula to text him back.
"Zuko? You good, buddy?" Sokka asked quizzically from his right, wondering what was so important that Zuko would be so focused on his phone.
"Oh, uh, yeah, I'm fine, just waiting for a text," he responded vaguely, sighing as he shifted the expensive communication device into his pocket. The
"What kind of text?" Suki asked, curiosity burning in her gaze as she rested her elbows on the table top leaning towards the young man.
"Must be his girlfriend," Sokka teased, leaning back in his seat with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"What? No way, Zuko doesn't have a girlfriend. I'd have for sure heard about it," the auburn haired girl said breezily, fingers bridged beneath her chin as she looked Zuko over.
"What's that supposed to mean?" the raven haired young man asked, his eyebrows narrowing a bit as he felt some form of gossip about him being spoken.
"Well, you're pretty popular with the girls, so they talk about you and your love life a lot," she responded, snickering a bit at the blush that stained his cheeks.
"No, Sukes, I'm telling you, he has a girlfriend. But he won't even tell me who it is," Sokka added, mock pain in his voice as the words slipped from his mouth. Zuko and Suki rolled their eyes a bit at this, Suki playfully nudging her boyfriend in his side with her elbow.
"What makes you say that?" Zuko asked, leaning slightly forward towards his friend across the table.
"Come on, Zuko, it's pretty obvious," the blue eyed young man spoke, arms crossing against his chest. "You're always going home early, you never want to hang out, and you have this weird air around you, like you're in a constant afterglow."
"I am not in a constant afterglow," he replied weakly, his voice kind of trailing off as he thought of how often he and Azula had gone at it.
"Ha! See, case closed," Sokka responded, index finger pointing accusingly towards his friend as though it were an admittance of guilt won through interrogation.
"That is kind of suspicious, I never really thought about it," Suki added, piercing azure eyes holding Zuko firmly in place.
"Okay, then there's just one thing left to figure out," Sokka began, leaning towards his friend. Zuko gulped a bit at the intense focus being placed on him. His heart raced in his chest, a light sheen of sweat breaking out on his skin.
"Who is this girlfriend, Zuko," Suki continued, joining her boyfriend in staring intently at the scarred young man.
Zuko felt like an animal in a corner, golden eyes darting from side to side in nervousness at the inquisition he had found himself lodged in. 'Damn, I didn't think I was being that obvious,' he chided himself, cursing himself for not being more cautious.
The world faded out a bit, molten eyes widening in surprise as he caught sight of the source of much of his current drama. His heart started beating a bit faster, his loins tightening up slightly as Azula walked into the restaurant, following silently behind the waiter.
Zuko's mouth went dry as her eyes met his from across the room, a playfully seductive smile on her features as she took a seat behind and to the side of Sokka and Suki.
A small, black leather skirt hugged her hips, the hem resting halfway up her thigh. A red tank top squeezed her breasts, the ample flesh threatening to spill out of the tight fitting fabric with each inhalation of breath. Soft waves of ebony flowed over her shoulders, fluttering playfully around her porcelain cheeks.
His breath caught in his chest as he watched her roll her shoulders gently, slipping her charcoal camisole off before twisting slightly to place it on the back of her chair. He watched as she moved her lips, clearly forming words that caused his arousal to swell within him.
'I told you I would get you back for this morning, ZuZu,' the inviting lips moved slowly, making sure he could clearly make out the words she was mouthing. A cottony feeling filled his mouth, an impossible dryness like he had taken a mouth of sand taking hold. Heat flared up in his cheeks as she leaned forward, offering him a view of her ample cleavage.
Any other patrons of the fancy restaurant ceased to exist, her form the only thing he could find himself focusing on. Golden eyes shifted down her body as she shifted in her seat, fingers trailing playfully against the toned flesh of her leg. He could almost feel the ghostly traces of her fingertips as though they were his own, his mind filling in the blanks of the soft, pliant warmth.
With a sly movement, she shifted her right leg to the side, offering him an unobstructed view of the area barely covered by her skirt. The flame burning in his gut increased in intensity as he found himself staring at her bare exposed womanhood. A small tuft of black hair just above her inviting slit mocked him, ensuring that his attention was unable to shift from that spot.
Red painted nails slipped lazily along her thigh, slipping up beneath the hem of her skirt. Her face twisted into an exaggerated look of pleasure as the slender digits brushed playfully against her labia, tongue slipping teasingly from between her blood toned lips.
Zuko felt his cock spring to life at the sight, watching mesmerized as she slowly played with herself, clearly aware of the effect her actions were having on him. As blood flowed into his length, he felt his manhood strain intensely against his pants.
The dryness in his mouth shifted, saliva beginning to wet his tongue as he pictured himself with his head between her legs, licking up all her tantalizing nectar. Ruby lips pulled into an O shape as she slipped a finger easily into her hot tunnel. He had to fight to suppress a groan, watching as she pulled her middle finger up towards her face.
Her heated eyes closed as she slipped the slender digit into her mouth, lips wrapping securely around it. Zuko could almost feel her lips wrapped around his shaft, his own eyes closing as the picture filled his mind. A low growl sounded in his throat, his arousal peaking as he opened his eyes, resting squarely on his tease of a sister.
She smirked as she ran her tongue against her lips, eyes half closed with a lust filled appearance. Her elbow rested on the tabletop as the waiter approached her table to offer a menu, her gaze never leaving his body as the young man to her side spoke. Zuko had to fight to suppress the growl increasing in volume as he caught the gaze the waiter was giving Azula.
"Sorry, guys," Zuko excused, his body feeling heavy as he came to a stand. "I gotta get home and do some, uh, studying," he continued, earning confused expressions from the two across from him.
"You just realized that?" Suki asked doubtfully.
"I told you," Sokka began, sighing as he leaned back in his seat, "he's got a girlfriend and he just doesn't want to let us know who it is."
Zuko paused for a moment, shuddering slightly as the tip of his manhood brushed against the inside of his boxers, trying to will his erection down. "You've already met her," he said vaguely, slipping his uniform's jacket over his arms before slipping the chair back into place at the table.
"Oooooo, it's Jin isn't it?" Sokka asked, his natural tendency to enjoy gossip bursting forth.
"No, it's gotta be Ty Lee," Suki suggested, the two losing themselves in the possibilities provided by the slight hint he had given.
"No, it's neither of them," he said simply, watching with a look of amusement as they sunk into pondering. "I'll see you guys later," he said in parting, catching their parting remarks with an even stride.
Making his way across the restaurant, he made sure to pass by where Azula was sitting, an affected proper atmosphere around her as she looked up at him through the curtain of ebony within her vision. Leaning down, Zuko let his lips brush lightly against her ear, the satiny strands of hair tickling his nose as he spoke.
"I'll see you at home for dinner," he said, heavy suggestion in his words. Shifting just to the side he gave her a soft kiss to her cheek, earning a light blush from Azula. Glancing down, she smirked at the tent evident in his pants.
Craning her neck up a bit, she leaned up and planted her ruby lips against his in a searing kiss. "Promises, promises," she teased, settling back into her seat next to the confused and evidently disappointed waiter.
Zuko exited the restaurant, leaving Azula to place her order with the young man to her left.
Time couldn't pass quickly enough for either of them, anticipation blazing within both.