Author's Disclaimer: I don't own anything belonging to "Avatar: The Last Airbender."
Author's notes: Well, we got plot. Plot came from CharlieBarrow. Thank you, CharlieBarrow! She supplied a lot of the lines. Especially the interactions between Ozai and Azula. She wrote that and I dressed it. She also supplied all the basic scene structures.
"By your command:
Chapter five "Ozai's order"
Ozai pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers as he leaned forward in his chair. The board of directors as well as his top financiers were present down the long table in front of him and he was annoyed beyond compare with them.
"Tell me, yet again. How this company does not embody family values or at least the appearance of it?" Ozai murmured. His financiers shifted uncomfortably.
"You have two fine children in high positions. But they're both unmarried. Choosing a wife and marrying would change that."
Ozai smirked, knowing how much that was going to annoy his children. But it was out of their hands and it was his decision. "A fine idea."
One of the men coughed. "They're both alphas but Azula is…predatory. There have been many rumors of her going through many of the female omegas here."
Ozai pinched the bridge of his nose. He was all for ignoring his children's sexual adventures as long as it didn't bear on him. He could feel anger boil up inside him. "We'll be having words," he assured the men and women opposite him. "Once she's married with a fine omega, she'll be reined in. Or a beta if that's more her speed."
"A good idea!"
"I can supply some of our partner's daughter's names if Azula and Zuko are interested…."
"Thank you." Ozai smiled smugly as he went over his tactics in his head. They were going to hate this. And that was fine with him. He stood up and the financiers did as well, bowing. "It's good you brought this to my attention. I'll take it from here."
"Yes, sir!"
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Azula was rubbing her thigh through her pant leg, going over one of the bruises Ty Lee had left, thinking of how their last session had ended. They had made use of the horse in the corner of their usual room, to tie Azula to. Ty Lee had mounted her after several hits, bruising her stomach and thighs and Azula was all too happy to listen to her commands to thrust, wait, then thrust again. Ty Lee did give her the best orgasms…
When the word 'marriage' left her father's lips, Azula blinked. "What?" she asked. Zuko was shifting uncomfortably next to her.
Ozai openly smirked at the both of them. "You two will choose a girl, preferably one of our partner's girls, and have a lavish wedding. Let them see your happiness. And if you choose any misadventures, keep it out of the public eye."
Azula immediately thought of Ty Lee. She frowned. "You can't be serious, Father!"
Ozai stared at her and Azula lowered her eyes slowly out of reflex. "I am serious. You both WILL marry and marry well. Don't think you can marry a friend with benefits and think to put one over on me."
Zuko wanted to feel bad for Azula who was frowning, obviously thinking of Ty Lee. But he was Iost in his own hell. At least she HAD a friend to rely on. He was so stressed out he felt like crawling out of his skin.
"Fine." Azula ground out. "When do we have to start choosing?"
"Immediately," Ozai went on casually. Azula and Zuko actually shared a look that bordered on panic. "I'll have a list of suggestions in a few hours. Go over your paperwork and await a meeting."
"What if we're already seeing someone?" Zuko blurted out. Ozai blinked, taking him in.
"I will consider her. If she is eligible to make our name look good, she'll be on your list. If not, well. She won't be taking your ring."
Azula stood and bowed beside Zuko. They shared a look of 'dear god help me' as they hurried out of Ozai's office.
"Oh, man…" Zuko ran a hand through his bangs. "What are we gonna do?"
"What he said. I need a moment…."
"Let Ty Lee down easy," Zuko suggested.
"That's not happening," Azula growled. "And stay out of our stuff."
"Whatever," Zuko waved. "I gotta get to work."
"Have fun," Azula mumbled. She was going through her own turmoil as she pushed into her office.
Ty Lee was waiting with cups of coffee and Azula gave her a smile. Ty Lee knew she liked a second coffee after ten am.
"There you are! How'd it go?"
"Fine. I'll survive." Azula took off her suit jacket and let Ty Lee rub her back through her dress shirt. She brushed over bruises and Azula shivered. She needed to know how to explain this to Ty Lee without…losing her help. Or touch. Azula glanced up at her friend beneath her bangs. She didn't trust anyone else like this. This was going to be annoying.
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Ty Lee got the feeling something important had been dropped on her lover in her last meeting. She was uncharacteristically quiet, working hard, fully caffeinated with her coffee run. Azula had smirked at her computer when Ty Lee kissed the corner of her mouth and left to run an errand for her. Azula stared at her ass as she left and sighed. She had barely begun typing again when Ozai pushed through the door suddenly.
Azula watched her father warily. She had learned how to be predatory from him, but when he used it against her, she always froze like the little alpha that had to learn a lesson. She swallowed quietly and waited.
Her father stood opposite her on the other side of the desk. His long fingers tapped on his arm. "How are you feeling, Azula?"
Azula almost fell out of her chair. What was this? Sometimes Ozai used the concern tactic to make her lower her guard. She had to admit she was well and surprised. "I am well…Father." The two of them studied each other so long that Azula felt compelled to speak first. Damn Ozai and his tactics. "Is there anything you wanted from me? I should have the morning report finished very soon."
Ozai shook his head, his long hair swaying. "I'm not concerned with that. I know you'll have it done today. My concern is you."
Azula felt pressured, thrust upon the spot. Ozai was peering at her with cunning golden eyes as if he were tugging every secret from her mind. Ty….. Azula crossed her legs at her desk. She couldn't stop her next words as they galloped out of her mouth.
"Since when?" Too late, she waited, her father's eyes narrowing slightly. He finally took a seat opposite her. Ty Lee's seat, Azula noted. She stiffened at that realization. Ozai leaned back comfortably and steepled his fingers together.
"This upcoming business with marriage seems to be an issue for you and your brother. Him, I knew, would have that reaction. He is still a child is so many ways," Ozai sneered. Azula took a breath of relief. At least most of his current ire was on Zuzu and not her. But then his eyes swept back to her. "I expected compliance from you."
Azula's throat was very dry. She swallowed. "And you'll have it. I didn't say I wouldn't marry; I'm just not eager for it." The very thought made her soul hurt. She didn't want to marry and live with an omega she barely knew and would more than likely hate. She would keep Azula from Ty Lee, or try to, in public. She resolved to control her situation privately and hoped she could silence whoever was forced upon her…..
Ozai grunted, breaking her thoughts. "You don't need to enjoy it, it's a marriage of convenience. At least our board member's daughters are your age and finished with college. Apparently, some want a challenge."
Azula tried not to snicker out loud. Oh, she was going to give them a challenge if they thought they could reign her in or stop her sessions with Ty Lee….. Ozai met her eyes and she flinched. "I'm sure."
"You are my right hand. Anything I need done, you do. That's what I need while the public is scrutinizing every deal we're doing right now. Two siblings marrying upper class girls? That will give them something to go over rather than the board's dealings."
Azula had to admit, it made sense tactically. If she had children she could order them to do her bidding….but the very thought turned her blood cold. Ozai rose to his feet and eyed the coffee cup by her keyboard. "You looked abit peaked. Maybe you should cut back on all your….coffee."
There. Azula knew his words held a double-edged meaning. He knew Ty Lee ran her errands and fetched her food and drink. He was referring to her and it made her blood boil.
"I'll consider it," she ground out. Ozai stared her down and stood, adjusting his suit jacket.
"Hopefully I'll have a dinner meeting arranged for you tonight at the earliest. Keep your phone near."
"Of course," Azula mumbled. She waited for Ozai to leave and really did slump in her chair this time, holding her head up with one hand. Her life was being fucked and she had no control over it…. When the door opened again, she prayed it was Ty Lee. Apparently, some spirit liked her for it was her lover pressing in. Her little pink dress moved over her lithe figure as she came closer.
"I know that look," Ty Lee said. "Fast or long?"
Azula shivered. Fast meant a quickie in their personal executive washroom. Long meant an extended 'lunch' break at the fetish club. "Ty…I have to tell you something."
"Oh, that sounds serious," Ty Lee teased. She leaned back in her chair, smiling. When Azula regarded her solemnly still, her blood pressure raced. "Okay, what happened? You've been quiet ever since that meeting. What's going on?"
Azula blinked at her sadly. Why was she so solemn? She could have any omega she wanted. But her inner alpha roared, pinpointing on Ty Lee. "Father gave me and Zuzu a command. We're to start…. Inspecting omegas of his choosing. For marriage."
The words slammed between them and Azula winced as the color left Ty Lee's face. She bit her lip, fidgeting. "He wants you to…. What are you going to….."
But it was futile asking. Both of them knew Ozai got what he wanted, always. And the look on Azula's face told her this was going to happen, no matter what her feelings were on the matter.
"Ty…I'm so sorry." Azula's apology was whispered so low, Ty Lee almost missed it. She swallowed, tears filling her eyes. She stood and wiped her wrist over her eyes.
"Washroom. Now," she said in the commanding tone of My Lady. Azula nodded, staring at Ty Lee as she hurried from her office and from her. She followed closely, not caring how she looked as she almost jogged after. A pass of the keycard and they both were inside, the door locked. Ty Lee pressed Azula up against the wall and pressed her pelvis up and against Azula's. She felt the familiar tell-tale bulge between her legs and ground against it. Azula's deep breathing assured her, and Ty Lee cupped her face in her hands, bringing her lips down to hers.
Her kiss was harsh and angry and Azula drank it in. When Ty Lee bit her lower lip she cried out, pouting at her mistress. Ty Lee worked on her belt, unzipping her slacks and reaching in to grip her shaft. "This is mine….I don't care who you have to marry…. It belongs to me. Don't stick it in anyone else or I'll tear it off."
Azula's cock jumped in her hand and she leaned her head back against the tiled wall. "What….are we gonna…do?"
"Plan later. Right now…." Ty Lee kicked off her heels and tugged panties down under her dress, kicking them away. "Fuck me."
There was something else in Ty Lee's words. Tears still filled the corners of her eyes, shining through her angry expression. Azula picked her up by the hips, balancing her on one of the sinks and spread her thighs.
"As you command….my lady….." Her first stroke pulled a harsh cry from Ty Lee. Azula kept her strokes long and slow even though Ty Lee hadn't given her any orders. Her hands gripped Ty Lee's ass, holding her dress up as she slowly plowed her erstwhile lover. Ty Lee gazed up at her, cheeks blushed red as she clung to Azula's dress shirt with both hands. Azula gave a roguish grin down to her and accepted Ty Lee tugging her face close to hungrily kiss her. The heat between them pounded and wound higher and her thrusts grew with strength. She liked this possessive side to her omega. Ty Lee wore her role well and even though she seemed hurt, she wanted her close. Azula appreciated that and thrust harder, biting her lip. She was so close….
When Ty Lee came, she gripped the back of her neck harshly, bringing their brows together. "COME," Ty Lee ordered and Azula emptied into her, hips thrusting weakly after she was spent. Azula panted wildly as she was clutched close by Ty Lee, her warm walls gripping her tightly. Ty Lee pressed a few kisses to her face and Azula paused, closing her eyes.
"Fuck, Ty…." Azula murmured. She carefully withdrew, helping Ty Lee down from the sink's edge, holding her arm for her to lean on as Ty Lee's legs wobbled.
"Later… perhaps we should do a session. At my place. I imagine you'll be there a lot after the wedding," Ty Lee said impishly. Azula tucked her cock away in her boxer briefs and zipped up her slacks.
"You know I will," she murmured. "Won't be able to relax at my own place? Nuh uh. If my lady is offering, I'm coming over."
"Oh, I do. And I will," Ty Lee said in a crisp tone. She washed her hands at the sink and Azula did at the one beside her. They both reached for the paper towels at the same time.
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After work, Azula was leaving the building when Ty Lee slid into her waiting limo with her, hot on her heels. Azula's blood warmed as she pressed into her side. "My place or yours?" Azula asked. She had only been to Ty Lee's once after their new arrangement. Ty Lee's face was kind of serious as she murmured. "Mine."
Azula called out her flat address and allowed Ty Lee to settle into the crook of her arm. Ty Lee's hand running up and down her thigh was comforting rather than just arousing. Azula was surprised how at ease she felt this way. Ozai had a potential girl waiting for a breakfast meet tomorrow. Azula was not looking forward to it. She had shared the text with Ty Lee of course. Of course her possessive omega would bring her home tonight before this first barrage of meetings.
"You can take off," Azula told the limo driver. He glanced at her and Ty Lee and nodded, pulling back into traffic. Ty Lee took the crook of her arm and both entered her building. In the elevator, Ty Lee pressed against her, hand hot on her thigh. Azula had to admit Ty Lee did have fashionable furniture and things, but the sofa was pink and so was the matching chair. They were some years old and were well-worn, but damn if they weren't comfortable. Better than the cold aesthetic of her own flat with furniture and tasteless paintings chosen by assistants of her father.
Azula tugged at her tie, loosening it as she walked in. Ty Lee kicked her heels off and moved comfortably through her kitchen. Azula watched her, transfixed. There was just something about the comfort of the moment that sang to her soul and her heart. When Ty Lee turned back to smile at her, Azula swallowed.
"I think this time…you should listen to me very carefully. Strip first," Ty Lee commanded. Azula smiled and shrugged her suit jacket off and worked on her tie and the buttons of her dress shirt.
"Yes, my lady. Anything you command." Azula unfastened her belt and unzipped, letting her slacks fall, kicking them aside. Ty Lee's eyes went low, an appreciative smile on her lips when Azula pushed her boxer briefs down and kicked them off. Socks too and she was naked. Her cock stiffened, rising against her inner thigh.
"Good. Oh, you're up. That makes things easier," Ty Lee teased. Azula throbbed at her words. She unfastened her dress and let it fall, walking forward in her bra and panties. "Come down here."
Azula half knelt, lowering her height. Ty Lee's fingers ran over her throat and a leather collar was fastened into place. The end was held in a leash in her hand and Azula's heart rate quickened. "Good, my servant is ready. Start here."
Azula's hands were brought up to her bra and she unfastened it. As always, the sight of Ty Lee's creamy pale breasts falling out was enough to astound her. She cupped both and worked one nipple to stiffness in her mouth. Ty Lee writhed against her, arms around her neck. It was arousing and comforting all at once. When she'd teased both breasts, going between one and the other, Ty Lee backed up against the refrigerator.
"Here. Put your cock inside me," Ty Lee murmured. Azula nodded. She skimmed Ty Lee's panties off and let them drop to the floor. When she gripped Ty Lee's hips and pressed her up against the fridge, balanced with her help, Ty Lee tugged the leash, drawing her close. Azula probed up, missed her opening, and grunted in frustration. Ty Lee pushed down against her head to help and soon Azula was pushing up into silken wet walls. Azula fucked her carefully with long deep strokes. Ty Lee's feet bounced against the small of her back and her moans were higher. When she tugged her leash again, Azula was surprised, but obeyed, stopping in mid stroke.
"Carry me to the bed. Don't pull out," Ty Lee murmured. Azula throbbed. She held onto Ty Lee's hips, balancing her on her and walked toward the back bedroom. The hot kisses Ty Lee pressed to her throat weren't helping but her strength wasn't lagging. She sat Ty Lee on the edge of the bed and resumed thrusting. Ty Lee tugged at her elbows, urging her to climb up onto the bed on top of her. Azula did so, somehow without pulling out. Ty Lee squealed beneath her as her thrusts grew with urgency. Azula bit the inside of her mouth to focus on the pain rather than coming. Ty Lee was so warm and having her under her felt too good. Then Ty Lee's eyes were flashing up at her.
"Come with me," she gasped and Azula jogged her hips, picking up speed. They both gasped as they wound higher and higher and Ty Lee bit her shoulder as she came, gasping and crying out. Azula's explosion was so hard, lights flashed behind her eyes. She collapsed on Ty Lee, who welcomed her, legs and arms wrapped around her.
"Sorry, m'lady," Azula slurred. Ty Lee unfastened the collar, letting it fall off, and ran her hands up and down Azula's back. Azula shivered, tucked on top of her lover's welcoming warmth. This was what she needed, not some brainless twit…gah, tomorrow morning loomed over them.
"Azula? Princess, don't think about that," Ty Lee said. Azula blinked. Ty Lee knew her too well.
"I know, it's just annoying."
"Focus on us here. Unless you need another lesson in serving," Ty Lee teased. Azula laughed. She pulled out and it wasn't a stretch to keep cuddling her lady. Ty Lee enjoyed it, easing under her arm, one palm against her breast to feel her heartbeat.
"We'll get through this. I doubt they'll like putting up with me," Azula grinned. Ty Lee leaned up to kiss her.
End for now
End notes: Well it's going this way :P What do you think?
Pen 3/10/2021