Jesus, this ended up way longer than I meant it to. I tend to have word vomit once I start writing, and things get away from me. Hopefully it turned out alright. The culmination of Azula and Zuko's back and forth teasing, and the cap to this little story. Was intending this overall story to be for various ships, but I am loving this pairing, so it's just going to be oneshots for Firecest. Probably more relating to this little trilogy down the line, but we'll all see together. As always, thoughts welcome, and hope you all enjoy this little jaunt into their lives.

Last Supper

Azula x Zuko

Rated M for smutty smut

Sitting in his class, Zuko found himself unable to concentrate on what his professor was talking about, the older man's voice just sounding like a mindless droning. His mind was focused on what had happened at lunch, the image of his sister so blatantly teasing him in public causing a twinge in his groin.

He had been tempted to just go home and call the rest of the day a wash, but he knew it was important to attend classes since it was getting closer to finals. But he chided himself for basically wasting time by not being able to actually focus.

'Stupid Azula,' he thought darkly, the image of her ruby lips wrapped sensually around her finger seared into his mind. Looking up at the clock above his professor's head, he watched the second hand tick off, feet fidgeting on the ground beneath his desk. Closing his eyes, he leaned back in his seat, feeling the long messy black locks of his hair brushing against his face.

His focus shifted as he felt his phone buzz in his pocket, thankful that he had at the very least remembered to set it to vibrate only during class. Reaching into his pants, he pulled the phone out, pressing on the buttons to input his pin to unlock it.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw the notification that Azula had texted him, lazily clicking to bring the message up to the forefront.

[Hanging out with Ty Lee and Mai, so I might be home a little bit late *sad emoji *]

His frustration spiked, a gentle exhalation of breath passing through his lips as he felt the universe seemingly jabbing at him yet again. Before he could formulate his own plans for the evening, the phone buzzed in his hand again, another message from Azula.

His cheeks flushed, golden eyes shifting around to make sure none of the other students had caught sight of what flashed across the screen.

[But just a little something to tide you over until later *heart * *winking emoji *] was the text followed by a single, enticing image. Azula in what looked like a public restroom, skirt pulled up towards her waist as she had a pair of fingers opening her bare pussy, lips pursed into a kiss as she winked at the camera.

Zuko felt his cock spring to life, pressing against the inside of his boxers, eliciting a low grumble within his throat.

'Damnit, I thought we were even,' he thought to himself, considering whether he should just skip his last class and head home. As though the Gods had given him a window, the bell rang, indicating that this class was over. The teacher tried to offer some parting words, but Zuko was in no mood to listen to him.

A devilish idea crossed his mind as he made his way towards the nearest restroom. Making sure that nobody else was present, he slipped his jacket off, placing it over the top edge of the stall. Loosening his tie a bit, he undid a few buttons, exposing his muscular chest and toned abs to the cool air. Undoing the button of his pants, he pulled them down just a bit, the bulge of his manhood within his boxers clearly visible.

Grabbing his phone, he shifted to get the right picture, snapping on the shutter button once he had settled on the right angle. Once he had snapped the picture, he straightened his clothing up before grabbing his phone again.

Clicking back into the conversation with Azula, he added the image, adding a short message.

[Something to look forward to when you get home] After sending the image, he smirked a little, anticipating what kind of reaction she might have to it.

He didn't have to wait long, his phone buzzing to life once again.

[ZuZu, I'm going to eat you alive later]

[I didn't get to finish lunch, so you're the one getting eaten later]

[Fuck, I'm on my way home now, you better be there]

[No, you haven't spent much time with your friends, so enjoy yourself. I'll just be simmering until later]

[I'd rather head over there and fuck your brains out, you tease] Zuko chuckled at her brazen response, his cheeks flaring with color.

[No, Zula, it's important to keep good relations with people. I'll see you at home]

[Hmph. Fine. But you better not be planning on going to class tomorrow, because you're not sleeping tonight]

[Promises, promises]

One final image flashed across his screen, her playfully licking her lips, obvious anticipation etched across her face.

[Not a promise. A guarantee]

Zuko felt a heated smile across his face, his mouth watering in anticipation. He could almost feel the thick taste of her on his tongue, his mind buzzing with thoughts of indulging himself in her lustful body.

There was no way he was going to be able to focus on his last class, so he made his way off campus, but not wanting to go home. As Azula had said, there was no way to know when she would be home, and being home alone at that particular moment was not super appealing. His eyes caught sight of the nearby bar where he and Sokka frequently drank.

Taking a look at his watch, he figure he could kill some time in the fancy establishment. 'I wonder if Jin is working today,' he wondered to himself, listening to the ringing of the bell on the top of the glass door.

Looking behind the bar, he groaned inwardly, catching sight of Jet making small talk with a few female patrons. A swell of anger roared to life in his chest, remembering what had happened with him and his sister.

Over the years, they had tried dating other people, feeling it would be easier for both of them to be in more conventional relationships. Jet was one of the few guys Azula had tried dating, but his natural playboy tendencies had been very apparent and he had cheated on her within the first month.

Zuko thought back to that event, how hurt Azula had been when she found out. For his part, Zuko had given Jet a fairly good thrashing, fueled by the uncharacteristic tears from his normally strong sister.

Jet's eyes widened as he caught sight of Zuko making his way towards the bar, back straightening as he made a welcoming posture.

"Oh, hey, I thought you had class?" he asked, a hint of nervousness to his voice. While Jet wasn't Zuko's favorite person, he didn't particularly dislike him, the two making small talk on the rare instances Zuko came into the bar by himself.

"Some stuff came up so I decided to skip the last one today," Zuko replied, taking a seat a few away from the young women Jet had been talking up.

"God, you guys are gross," he teased, a mock gag evident as he spoke.

"Nice to see you too, Jet," Zuko offered, smiling at the teasing.

Jet was always too sharp for his own good, so he had more or less figured out that there was something not quite conventional about Zuko's relationship with his sister. Luckily it was Jet who had figured it out, and not Sokka, as Jet was very adept at keeping secrets.

"Who started it this time?"

"Started what?"

"Zuko, it's me, I know you guys just go back and forth, so who was it today?"

"I guess it was me," Zuko replied with a sigh, watching as Jet shook his head with a smirk.

"You know it's only a matter of time before everyone finds out, right?" the man behind the bar asked, reaching for the drink that Zuko usually ordered.

"Yeah. But we'll deal with that when it comes to it," the golden eyed young man said gently, knowing that what Jet said was right. If he had figured it out, it was only a matter of time until Sokka did, and then everyone on the planet would know.

"I don't get it. I think you guys are fucking weird," Jet responded, placing the glass of liquor on the coaster resting in front of Zuko.

"Speaking of weird," Zuko began, shifting his attention to the girls staring at the two young men as they spoke, "aren't those Ty Lee's sisters? How many of them are you sleeping with?"

"Hmmm. I think 5 of them?" he didn't sound sure.

Another aspect that kept Jet from spilling the siblings' secret was Zuko knowing most of the people Jet was two-timing (or more), so it was basically a secret for a secret.

"I don't know how you do it," Zuko said in disbelief, taking a small sip of the amber liquid, feeling the familiar sting as it slid down his throat.

"Do what?"

"Date multiple girls at the same time."

"Well, I don't really date multiple girls at the same time," Jet bragged, shifting his attention to the trio of brunettes near the end of the bar. "If you know what I'm saying," he added, winking at the giggling girls.

"I don't really get how you do that, either. Seems like you'd get pretty tired, keeping secrets and putting out so much."

"Says the guy banging his sister," Jet teased, taking a small pleasure in probing the sore spot. "And I dated her, so I know she's fucking insatiable in bed, so I think you could handle multiple girls just fine."

"I'd rather not think about you and Azula in bed together," Zuko said, feeling the familiar surge of annoyed anger swelling within his chest. Another sip of liquor slid down his throat, sucking on his tongue as it burned comfortingly in his belly.

"Hey, I'm just saying, you could get any girl, or girls, you want," the bartending young man said, leaning casually against the wall behind him. "And it wouldn't be nearly as risky in terms of your reputation as slipping it to your sister."

"I know. But I tried it and it just never works out. She just… gets me, you know?" Zuko felt a warmth in his chest, either from the liquor or just thinking about those instances when he saw Azula's honest, clear smile.

"To each their own, I guess. More girls for me then," Jet teased.

"Good luck with that. You better know which girl is which," Zuko retorted, knowing that it was not unusual for someone to confuse Ty Lee's sisters with each other.

"Oh. That's right…" It seemed as though that thought had not occurred to Jet, earning a groan of annoyance from the young man on the bar stool.

"Alright, just to make things 100% even for me kicking the crap out of you for cheating on Azula, I'll let you know which is which," Jet seemed genuinely thankful for the gesture, nodding that it would indeed make them 100% even.

The two continued to talk for a while, until it was nearly Jet's time to leave for the day. "It's Jin coming in after me, I'm sure she'd love to see you," he said as Zuko made to stand from his seat.

Stretching his arms out over his head, Zuko tried to get some feeling back in his extremities. "No, that would be a really awkward conversation, and I really should get home," he excused, memories of his failed relationship with the bright, energetic brunette flashing in his mind.

"She's still really into you, you know?"

"That's what I'm worried about," Zuko said, the image of her pure, innocent smile flashing across his mind. But with another passing moment, the brunette's face was replaced with Azula, ruby lips stretched into a soul melting smile. "I'd just hurt her, and I don't want that."

"You really love her, don't you?" Jet left no doubt who he was talking about, the man who could possibly be the closest to a friend in town offering a subtle grin in response.

"I really do," he replied, slipping a few bills from his wallet before placing them on the smooth surface of the bar. "The change is for you, Jet. Good luck tonight." With that, Zuko made his way towards the apartment he shared with his sister.

His feet seemed to not be moving fast enough, anticipation building as he made his way home. Each step was a chore, heart beating faster as he saw the building come into view after a few minutes of brisk walking.

Making his way past the front door, nearly flying up the long staircase towards their place near the top of the building, all he could think about was Azula, hoping that she was already home. It had been a few hours since he had entered the bar, but he knew that when the trio of long time friends got together things tended to go on for a good amount of time.

Upon reaching the entrance to their apartment, Zuko grabbed at the knob, giving it a careful turn to see if it was open. He sighed in relief as the knob turned, nearly throwing the door open. Stepping inside, he glanced around the living room, the lights all off in the room. Only a few stray rays of moonlight sifted through the curtains, making it somewhat difficult to see.

Closing the door with his foot, he made his way inside, scanning the space for sign of his sister. After taking a few steps, he heard the lock click, bringing his attention back to the door. Golden eyes widened in surprise as he felt her warm body press firmly against his, her bare breasts pressing squarely against his chest.

"And just where have you been?" she asked, a sultry lilt to her voice as she asked. Looking down, he could see a mixture of loneliness and desire etched on her face. The moon light caught her ivory skin, giving her an otherworldly glow as she looked up at him.

"Sorry, I figured you were going to be gone for a while, so I hung out at the bar for a while," he answered honestly, his arms naturally snaking their way around her waist. With a gentle tensing of his muscles he pulled her more firmly against him, the floral scent of her shampoo wafting casually up into his nostrils.

His hands brushed against the lacy waistband of her panties, fingers fanning out invitingly against her lower back.

"Well, I wanted to get home," she responded, a shiver of delight coursing through her as she felt her hard nipples rubbing against his jacket. Slender fingers weaved together as her arms wound around his neck, her womanhood aching with want. "I missed you," she continued, leaning up to close the distance between their lips.

Zuko's heart swelled in his chest, leaning down to close the remaining distance. The two sighed heavily as their lips met in a slow, heated kiss. He felt her body melt into his at the contact, the vulnerable sweetness of her voice dripping in his ears like an impossibly sweet honey.

Lowering his hands a bit, he cupped her firm ass, fingers pressing against the pliant flesh. The girl in his arms moaned into the kiss at the contact, her cheeks flaring up in warmth. As she pulled back from the kiss, a small trail of saliva connecting their lips, her eyes almost seemed to glow brighter than the moonlight.

"I guess you missed me, too," she husked at him, grinding her pelvis against his throbbing erection. Leaping from her feet, she wrapped them around his waist, his body tensing a bit to keep upright at the sudden increase of weight.

"Of course. I owe you for this morning," he said, his own voice a low rumble as he planted another kiss to her eager lips, parting the warm flesh with his tongue. She moaned deeply into his mouth as her tongue sought his, the two organs massaging each other with blazing arousal.

"Should we get to the bedroom first?"

"Fuck that, I've been waiting all day, and I need you right now," she said, her voice offering no allowance to refuse. Looking around the room, Zuko caught sight of the couch, stumbling a bit as he headed towards the comfortable furniture.

Keeping his lips locked with hers, he began undoing his tie, then unbuttoning his shirt, shuddering a bit at the feel of her diamond hard nipples pressing against his muscular frame. Upon reaching the sofa, he clapped her ass, motioning for her to give him a moment of space.

Reluctantly she complied, taking a seat on the large piece of furniture. In a flurry of motion, Zuko discarded his jacket, tie and shirt, leaving only his pants. Before he could begin to work on the bottom clothing, Azula beat him to it, slender fingers deftly undoing the button and slipping the zipper down.

He could see her licking her licks in anticipation, tugging the pants and boxers down in one swift motion to allow his stiff cock to spring forward. "Oh, ZuZu, I think you might be more excited for this than me," she teases, her fingertips moving gently against his manhood.

Zuko shuddered at the touch, his erection throbbing at her touch. Ruby lips parted as she began to work the length into her mouth, her eyes closed as she moaned around the invading organ. He groaned as he felt her wet tongue slide along it as more of the shaft slipped into her hungry mouth.

"I don't think I could possibly be more excited than you are," he said in a haze, fingers slipping through the silky locks of her ebony hair. Tightening his grip, he firmly tugged the back of her head further onto his cock, her lips tightening around him creating an intense suction.

Tossing his head back, he lost himself in the feeling, eyes naturally closing as he felt her begin to bob back and forth on his aching dick. With each stroke back, she let the tip slip from her lips, her tongue lapping up the dribbles of precum leaking from the slit.

Shifting herself slightly, she trailed soft, teasing kisses along the shaft, the silky feel of her lips sending shivers of delight through his body. She always knew how to touch him, what spots to work and kiss to get the strongest reactions out of him. He sometimes thought she got off just on the knowledge that she could elicit such strong reactions from him.

Reaching around, Azula grabbed his muscular ass, pulling him snugly against her as she buried the full length within her mouth. She moaned against his cock, feeling his manhood slipping fully into her mouth. Keeping a firm pressure with her lips, the young woman worked him with her mouth, small beads of the salty precum coating her tongue.

Loud, lewd slurping sounds filled the space between them as she sucked him, her panties becoming wet against her soaked pussy. She could feel the fabric cling to her flesh, her body heating up as she pictured the length of his dick piercing her depths. The want became too much, as she pulled her lips from their place around him.

He groaned in slight disappointment, his eyes flashing open as the cool night air teased his saliva coated length. Eyes fixated on the object of his lust, watching as she bent over the armrest of the sofa, tugging the crotch of her panties to the side.

"Fuck me, Zuko, I need it," she commanded, her voice firm and demanding. Swallowing hard, Zuko was in no condition to argue.

Lining himself up behind her, he rubbed the tip of his cock along her slit, gathering up the thick juices that were leaking out of her honeypot. Small trails of the viscous fluid trailed down her thighs, the wetness catching the moonlight through the window.

Once he had gathered a bit of the lubricating juices on his cock, Zuko grabbed her hips, holding her firmly in place as he pressed the head of his cock against her ass. Azula's eyes widened in surprise, casting a look behind her as he smirked.

"Zuko, wait, I didn't mean-" her words were cut off as she felt his cock begin to slip into her behind, groans escaping him as he pushed slowly into her ass. The tightness and warmth filled his mind, savoring the feel around him as he sheathed himself in her.

After a moment, he felt that he had reached as deeply into her as he could, holding himself in position to allow her to get accustomed to the full feeling. "Sorry, Zula, couldn't help it. Your ass was just too appetizing," he said, giving her sculpted ass a firm smack.

Azula bit on her lower lip, trying to stifle the moan that emanated from deep within her. The feel of his cock in her ass sent surges of electricity through her. It wasn't what she had planned, but it was still so good she couldn't complain.

"Just hurry up and fuck me," she commanded, groaning again as he pulled out, the underside of his head scraping at her insides. Small twitches of electricity shot through her, fingers tightly clenching the armrest of the sofa.

"Yes, Princess," he said as he leaned over her body, his breath brushing against her ear as he thrust into her. The loud sound of skin smacking against skin echoed throughout the room, Zuko burying his full length into her in a solid, fast stroke.

The two wildly thrust their bodies against each other, Azula pushing her ass backwards with each thrust of his cock into her. Loud moans joined the sound of skin smacking against skin, Azula losing herself in the feel of his length slipping in and out of her warm tunnel.

Zuko groaned as he felt her clench around his cock, attempting to hold him captive with her each time he made to pull out. Red streaks fanned out on her ivory tinted ass as his fingers dug into the pliable flesh, his palms pressed squarely on the firm mounds of her butt cheeks.

Time had no meaning, the two savoring the feel of their bodies crashing together, gradually building up to their respective orgasms. Feeling the familiar tension growing in his groin, Zuko sped up his thrusts, nature taking over in seeking release within her inviting tunnel.

"Fuck, Azula, I'm about to-"

"No way, ZuZu," she cut him off, eyes flashing in the moonlight as she reached back to push him away from her. Turning her body around, a look of unadulterated lust on her face, she spread her pussy lips. Smears of her overflowing nectar coated her fingers as dark locks of hair stuck to the light sheen of sweat on her neck and cheeks. "I want that cum in my pussy, Zuko," she commanded, his cock twitching in agreement.

Planting a deep kiss on her lipstick smeared lips, Zuko plunged his shaft deeply into her voracious pussy, the muscles of her tunnel squeezing down on him as he buried himself fully into her. A loud moan escaped her lips as she buried her nails into the flesh of his shoulders. The tightness as she came milked him, like a velvety vice around his cock.

Loud, teasing squelches emanated from the spot of their joining, her juices flooding out to coat his length. The tightness grew in his gut, his thrusts becoming quicker and more erratic as he felt his own orgasm approaching.

With one final thrust, he burrowed deeply into his lover, the tip of his cock lodged firmly against her cervix. A groan paired with her moan as he spurt his seed into her, strong spurts bringing her to a second climax.

The pair held in position for a minute, basking in the afterglow as sweat tinged bodies stayed pressed together.

Once he had softened fully, Zuko pulled himself from her, a small trail of his cum leaking lazily from her pussy. Making his way past her, he lay on the couch, chest heaving with exertion. With an oof of exhalation, he felt his sister take a seat on his stomach, her ass resting on his pelvis and brushing teasingly against his softened manhood.

"Surely you don't think that was it, do you?" she said seductively, rocking her hips back and forth against him, smirking as she felt him begin to harden against her toned ass.

"Absolutely not, just catching a breath," he replied, gripping her waist to guide her against his body. With a satisfied smile, he leaned up, meeting her halfway as she leaned down towards him. Their lips locked in a sweet yet passionate kiss, the smacking of lips playing lazily through the room.

Once his manhood had sprung back to attention, she shifted her body slightly, lifting from her perch on his stomach to allow access for his length to slide into her again. Deep sighs sounded from deep within her as she sat down on his manhood, nibbling on her lower lip as he bottomed out inside of her pussy.

"Azula?" he asked, voice tainted with lust as she began to ride him.

"Yes, ZuZu?' she replied, hands pressed on his chest as she built a slow, steady rhythm riding his stiff member.

"I love you," he said honestly, the deep rumble of his voice sending shivers through her body.

"I know," she said, her heart swelling in time with her arousal. "And you know I love you too, dum-dum," Azula added, leaning back as she rode him.

Zuko smiled as he reached up, cupping her firm breasts, the rock hard pink nubs pressing into his palms.

Words were good and all, but he was going to show her how he felt to the best of his ability every day.

If he survived tonight, anyway.