DISTORTED
Maybe her view of Azula is distorted.
Maybe she doesn't care anyway.
Ty Lee loves her even though everyone she knows tells her to let it go.
Her friends say she is blind to love Azula so deeply. That she does not see Azula clearly.
But nothing feels clearer than this moment.
"You know you're a fool to be here," purrs Azula. "You know you're an idiot to love me."
"I do." Ty Lee smiles, against all better judgment.
Azula reaches forward and kisses Ty Lee before removing her shirt. Ty Lee leans in and presses her lips harder against Azula's, and the princess seductively bites down in response. Ty Lee shivers as they kiss and touch and weave their way to Azula's bed in the dim torchlight.
More and more of their clothes become puddles on the floor until at last Azula lies down on her back and Ty Lee straddles her, both naked, both gazing at each other with smitten eyes.
Azula softly brushes her hand over Ty Lee's breast, swirling her sharp nail over Ty Lee's hard nipple, and with a shudder Ty Lee whispers, "I love you."
With a smirk, Azula kisses Ty Lee's shoulder and breathes, "Don't mistake my desire to do this for genuine affection."
But Ty Lee has felt the softness of Azula's touch against her when she princess thinks she is asleep. She has seen the look in her eyes when they are near each other.
It is clear.
They say it is distorted.
But it is clear.
Ty Lee kisses Azula's neck and then moves over her, drifting her lips down to Azula's navel and then kissing right between her hips.
And Ty Lee moves her lips lower to lightly suck on her princess's clit.
Azula's knees shoot up as she moans.
