Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Avatar: The Last Airbender."
Author's notes: I don't think I've written it outright in a note, but this is an a/u kinda thing. Omegaverse obviously. Bending doesn't exist, but the nations are still a thing with modern technology. Just go with it. Also, I know there's a serious time skip with throwing Eska in here. I just wanted her here for fun, don't think too much on it ^_^
"By your command"
Chapter six "Tearful session"
Azula's first meeting that morning went badly. She couldn't help glancing around the expensive restaurant in her father's building for Ty Lee. She knew when and where it was happening. She was doubly annoyed when the dimwit across from her smiled when she pumped out soothing alpha pheromones in her general vicinity. That had been for Ty Lee, not her.
All too soon, Azula was glad to flee for work. The girl had offered her hand, and Azula shook it hurriedly. If the girl thought she was kissing her hand like she was a knight of the bloody Round Table, she had another thing coming.
Azula passed her father and brother going into his conference room. Ozai had nodded at her, giving her leave to escape to her office. Azula nodded at her secretary on her way in and sank into her office chair, booting up her computer. She leaned back brow pressed to one hand as she attempted to collect her thoughts.
"Gosh. I didn't think it was all that bad," Ty Lee teased from her office door.
Azula smirked at her as she shut the door on her secretary's protests. The girl was trained to be ready to buzz in if Ozai were on his way. Lately, she'd been earning her paycheck and then some with some hasty movements. She barely left her desk to use the bathroom now.
"Ty. Sorry about being late."
"Oh, it's okay." Ty Lee took a seat across from her. "I'll get your ten am coffee later. I assume you had it with breakfast."
Azula hadn't and made a face. She barely had eaten two bites of her omelet, trying to leave in a hurry. "Uhm, no I didn't. What, I was trying to get out of there!"
"Oh, poor you…" Ty Lee eased back up and started out the door. "I'll get right on that."
Azula reflected that Ty Lee got 'right on that' with a lot of things for her. She was lowering herself to personal appreciation, but Ty Lee was the only stolid person she knew. She watched her go and sighed as her computer finished booting up. She started her first report, waiting for Ty Lee's return. At least Father was busy with Zuzu right now. She needed some quiet time.
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Ty Lee was busy with….something for her when work ended. Azula waited a very long time, then departed. As she sprawled in the back of her limo, something felt off. She knew Ty Lee would find her own way to her flat, so she ordered the driver to stop off at a quick stop. The binder she carried, she tapped on one knee. Ozai had delivered it a few hours ago and Ty Lee had noted its arrival. They both knew what was inside. Azula settled on the comfortable seat as her driver pulled into traffic.
Yes, this felt better.
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Ty Lee had been in the process of watering her beleaguered fern and trying to sing to it, when there was a knock at her flat door. She jumped despite herself and rushed over in her stockinged feet. She hadn't ordered take out, so she was oddly surprised. A quick glance through the peep hole and she eagerly opened the door with a squeal.
Azula's lips quirked into a genuine smile. Her smile bordered on bashful, looking like a very unsure alpha. She was carrying a paper cup holder, with two cups of iced coffee balanced in one arm. That dratted binder was in her other arm.
"I didn't see you when we left. And well, I could use your help with these heifers."
Ty Lee was happily inviting her in, drinking in Azula's magnificent casualness. Her tie was loosened, and the first two buttons of her dress shirt undone. Her suit jacket was slung over her elbow over the binder, and she took the cup holder, leading Azula toward her beloved pink sofa. But this was a very awkward situation. How did you ask your girlfriend to help you pick your future wife?
"Sure! Let's see what hoes your father has lined up," Ty Lee said. She and Azula got comfortable and picked up their coffees. Ty Lee tapped her cup against hers and they turned the first page. A moderately good-looking Fire Nation girl waited, dressed in a fancy dress. It was apparent it was a studio photo. Ty Lee's stomach turned over as she sipped her coffee, humming. "Hmm, hold that thought."
Azula watched Ty Lee get up and move quickly to the kitchen. She rummaged in a drawer and came back brandishing a sharpie marker.
"What are you doing?" Azula laughed. Ty Lee took the binder and began to draw devil's horns and a goatee on the girl. Azula laughed. "Hey, that's an improvement."
"I know, right?" Ty Lee said impishly. She sipped her coffee and turned the page. This girl looked more Earth Nation. Azula rolled her eyes, snickering when Ty Lee drew a stink bubble behind her rear and a word bubble with the words proclaiming: "Omg, I smell!"
"You're great," Azula admitted. Ty Lee's heart pounded. She caught Azula's still gaze and then both sipped their coffees.
"Aw, thanks, sweetie," Ty Lee grinned. Azula's dress shirt was unbuttoned so Ty Lee could stroke over her heart. Only Ty Lee could do this. They flipped another page. "Ugh, she's ugly."
"She sucks. You got all the looks," Azula agreed. Ty Lee pressed against her side, purring. It may not have been the "you're beautiful" she'd been hoping to hear, but Ty Lee knew Azula meant it in her unspoken words.
She rubbed her stockinged foot against Azula's slack leg. Azula shivered when she brushed a bruise involuntarily. Yes, she'd be spending the night.
Both of them knew it.
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The next couple of weeks seemed to fly by. Azula was very busy at work, trying to cram in typing her reports and helping Ty Lee market her father's fashion subsidiary, and having morning coffees and lunches with a steady stream of Fire Nation and Earth Nation women. A couple of Water Tribe girls had been included almost as an afterthought, which Azula knew was generous of her father.
She knew his attitude toward the Water Tribes, both North and South. Azula supposed that Water Tribe nobility was a step above the rest of their masses, and Ozai had plucked her name from the Northern throne. Azula had quickly thought 'no' when Eska, a girl in heavy blue robes and goth eye make-up, was met for a fancy dinner. Had to appease a fellow royal, after all. She was sharp-tongued, somewhat pretty in a 'eh, run for your life' kind of way, and Azula had zero interest. She had sliced off a few pieces of steak, enjoyed it with her vegetables, downed half a bottle of wine, and departed quickly.
That night she had crashed into Ty Lee's flat with her own key gifted to her and jumped onto the sofa with her. Ty Lee had covered her with her blanket and cuddled with her, talking about the strange date and snickering over it. Azula was shaken awake a few hours later, both of them sprawled upon the comfy pink sofa, a movie still playing on the tv. She unbuttoned her shirt all the way and bent to pick up Ty Lee. Her lover woke and both quickly undressed and settled into the sheets naked.
Much better than the stream of horrible dates.
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Azula was agitated.
Her fingers tightened on the edge of her desk as she leaned forward, reading the typed print on the screen of her laptop. One week. It had been a whole week since she and Ty Lee had any time alone during the day together. No sessions at the pleasure club. One quick blowjob in their executive washroom earlier that week. She was growing angry and snapped at her secretary all day.
"Princess, your father asks that…." Her secretary peered cautiously into her office. Azula growled, stood up and threw something heavy off her desk at the door. That stupid modern paperweight, yeah, that'll do. The girl yelped and ducked back behind the doorjamb. The paperweight bounced off that instead of her.
"Get out!" she commanded. "I'm working on that stupid report!" Her cock was half-hard in a persistent state of frustration, unspent arousal looming, rising and falling, her cock responding to her riotous chi and moods.
Mari yelped and her footsteps receded to the antechamber and her desk. Azula threw herself into her desk chair. Was it enough the fool couldn't even shut the door all the way?! When Ty Lee ducked in, Azula immediately deflated, trying to relax into her chair. Her shoulders were still hunched.
"My princess," Ty Lee demurred. She bypassed her desk, setting Azula's cup of coffee down on the surface and settling on the arm of her chair. Azula put an arm around her waist and let her cuddle close.
"You should get up. Father could burst in any moment," Azula groused. She pressed her hand to her brow. Ty Lee kissed her cheek.
"I haven't had you to myself. Your lady needs your attention. Can we get away?" Ty Lee whispered into her ear. Azula surged. She leaned up and kissed Ty Lee's cheek.
"I have another dinner meeting tonight. YES, we're going out for lunch. Now," Azula commanded. She noted Ty Lee shivering in response to her push of alpha outwardness. Both got up and left the office, Mari squealing a protest from her desk.
Azula threw what she had in hand, her coffee cup, toward the girl. It spattered all over the wall behind her duck.
"I'll…. I'll call the cleaners," she sighed, grabbing a tissue to wipe what coffee had splattered over her desk. Azula fast-walked Ty Lee out, both rushing toward her limo. Her driver was leaning against it, knowing they liked to leave during the lunch hours of the day. He pushed his cap further up onto his head and slid into the driver's door.
Azula helped Ty Lee in and slammed the door behind her. Both of them cuddled on the seat, entangled in each other. The heat between them rose higher and higher and Azula was smiling against Ty Lee's head as their hands roamed all over.
"Once we're there….." Ty Lee kissed her again. "You're getting tied up. You need it….."
"Yes, my lady," Azula groaned. They were checked in at the pleasure club in record time. In their usual room. Azula reflected they hadn't wanted another room number since. They had shared so much pleasure here. Azula unbuttoned her dress shirt and kicked off her slacks, Ty Lee all but helping her tear her undergarments off. Naked, she leaned back against the horse and Ty Lee hurried to fasten her wrists to the leather restraints attached to the device. The ankle restraints were also leather and Azula ignored how easy the straps would be to tear off. The chains were more effective in holding her back, but she would hold position as long as Ty Lee needed.
Ty Lee picked up a leather flail and began striking her waist and sides, her thighs. Azula grunted, counting. Her cock surged up between her thighs. But there was something off. Ty Lee was chewing her lower lip, and she appeared to be grappling with herself. Azula frowned to see it.
"My lady?"
Suddenly, Ty Lee burst into tears.
"Ty?!"
Ty Lee gave her one half-hearted smack against her side, then brought a hand to her eyes. "What are we even doing!"
"Wuh…." Azula stood, astounded. "Whipping me, I'd say!"
"You don't even want me anymoooore!" Ty Lee was sobbing now and it alarmed Azula to no end. Worse, her lady had moved to the other side of the room. Azula brought a wrist to her mouth and tore the leather restraint off. Then she tore off the other and bent to unfasten the ankle ones. She bent down, wincing at the bruises in her legs and crawled over to Ty Lee.
To her relief, Ty Lee allowed herself to be pulled into her arms. Azula shook her head, bewildered. "If I didn't want you, would I be here?! Tied to a horse and waiting for you to beat me? I don't think so! Please, give me my lashings."
Azula nosed along Ty Lee's cheek and her lips were captured in a kiss.
"Not right now…. Please fuck me," Ty Lee pleaded. Azula didn't climb on her right away, even though her lady had all but ordered it. She gave her deep lingering kisses, rooting Ty Lee to the here and now. Her hands roamed all over her body, undressing her and then she firmly pressed in at the spark in Ty Lee's eyes giving permission. Azula rutted into her, firmly then with increasing urgency. Ty Lee needed it, she needed it, and the string binding them metaphorically twined around them. When Ty Lee came, Azula collapsed onto her.
Ty Lee gasped against her shoulder, murmuring incoherent nothings. Azula grunted against her. "You should have chained me. I got out of that way too easily…"
Ty Lee smacked her back and the giggle she gave filled Azula with confidence. When she lifted her head, sweat drying strands of black hair across her brow, Ty Lee was grinning up at her.
"I hate these heifers taking all your time," Ty Lee confessed.
Azula pressed kisses across her collar. "I know. My lady is so possessive….."
"I told you, your cock is mine. I'm the only one that you get to be in," Ty Lee wriggled beneath her impishly. Azula hardened and their next kiss was longer.
End for now
End notes: The "girlfriend helping pick the wife" line came word for word from CharlieBarrow. She wrote many of the lines here, I dressed around it mostly. Like it, please drop a review ^_^ Don't worry, Mai's coming next chapter.
Sincerely, pen 3/24/2021