SAVIOR
"You saved me, princess," says Ty Lee with a sparkle in her wide, disbelieving russet eyes.
"Well, what was I going to do? Let you die?" asks Azula, rolling her eyes and opening the medkit atop Ty Lee's sleeping roll in her tent.
They are in the Earth Kingdom in pursuit of Zuko and ran afoul of a squad of soldiers. The three elite fighters took them out, but not without Ty Lee messing up the landing of a flip and gaining herself a stab wound to the leg.
Azula begins patching it up beyond the quick cauterization and nigh simultaneous kill of the assailant while on the battlefield.
"Thank you," says Ty Lee, blushing furiously as Azula's fingertips brush against her leg.
"I am simply doing my job as a military commander. Don't let it go to your head." Azula finishes bandaging the wound and rises to her feet.
Ty Lee smiles at her. And then bats her eyelashes.
"You're the best military commander there ever was, princess," she says in complete earnest, yet all the same flushing fiercely.
"Oh," purrs Azula, "I'm well aware."
"You sent Mai for firewood and water, right?" dares Ty Lee to ask, unable to escape the pressure of the deep tension in the dimly lit tent.
"She should not be back for a while." Azula speaks slowly, testing Ty Lee's expression for clues with every word she says.
Ty Lee's smile invites Azula's rough kiss. Azula leans forward with a predatory gleam in her eyes as Ty Lee basks in the attention from her savior.
The corner of Azula's lip upturns as Ty Lee traces her warm fingers up to softly caress Azula's neck. It tickles her skin and makes her spine straighten in pleasurable shock.
Azula lifts up Ty Lee's shirt to run her fingers along the exposed skin of her stomach. Azula's mouth leaves Ty Lee's lips in favor of her neck and the soft skin behind her ear.
Ty Lee takes her shirt off and it drops to the floor of the tent. They lower to the bedroll, tangled together in a flurry of passion.
Kneeling together, they remove all of their excess clothing and let it fall as it may.
Azula's lips, painted crimson, spread wide like a slit throat as she pushes Ty Lee down and pins her naked body to the bedroll.
Her lips claim each inch of Ty Lee's skin, each one a hot brand searing into her flesh.
Azula kisses her ribs and she might as well be kissing Ty Lee's lungs because she can barely breathe. Those delicate fingers of the greatest firebender in history trace up the sensitive skin of Ty Lee's stomach to her ample breasts and Ty Lee feels the vibration of her moan rattle her rib cage as Azula rolls the peaks of her nipples between her forefinger and thumb.
"How could I not save you?" whispers Azula teasingly before biting down on Ty Lee's lower lip.
But Ty Lee does not reply, utterly tongue tied by passion.
Azula lowers down, hard nipples brushing tantalizingly over Ty Lee's exposed skin, and then kisses the bandage on her leg twice gently.
She abandons the injury and trails her lips up Ty Lee's inner thigh.
