I am your punishment, but you are mine too

Chapter summary: Following their tryst during the Day of Black Sun, Sokka and Azula run into each other again at the Boiling Rock. Azula takes it upon herself to interrogate a particular guard. Continuation of Day of the Black Sun: Sokkla Happens. SMUT WARNING!

Chapter note: This chapter is a continuation of my entry for Week 3: Day of Black Sun: Sokkla Happens. This chapter is explicit. As a reminder, all characters are aged up four years. By choosing to continue with this story, you have consented to read it.

Chapter rating: M

Chapter genres: Drama, Romance

"Hey, you," a Fire Nation guard barked.

Sokka, dressed as a fellow guard, froze in place.

"The warden wants to see you."

"Why?" he inquired, shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't know, I didn't ask."

"Maybe I could schedule another time with him? How's tomorrow?" he asked, turning and walking away.

"He wants to see you… now."

Two guards collected Sokka, locking his arms behind his back and escorting him out to the prison yard.

The warden stood proudly, commanding respect. "Put him in the line-up."

The guards pushed Sokka into the line-up with a group of other guards. Sokka not-so-stealthily tried to hide behind one of them, but he was elbowed aside.

"One of you is an imposter who thought he could fool me," the warden spoke. "But now, that person is going to be in a lot of trouble. Who is it?"

Sokka's teeth began to clatter. He closed his eyes.

How had things come to this? So much had happened since the failed invasion. Zuko, a former enemy, had accompanied Sokka on this irresponsibly dangerous mission to this high security Fire Nation prison, the Boiling Rock, on the off chance of finding Sokka's dad. The journey on Zuko's war balloon gave the new allies a chance to bond. While Zuko mentioned leaving his girlfriend, Mai, behind when he fled the Fire Nation, Sokka blurted that his first girlfriend turned into the moon. He, of course, conveniently failed to mention that he made out with Zuko's sister on the Day of Black Sun.

While they had successfully managed to find Hakoda, as well as Sokka's girlfriend, Suki, they were now currently trapped at the Boiling Rock where Sokka was posing as a prison guard and Zuko's cover had already been blown. After a failed attempt to escape in a cooler, an isolation chamber used to punish firebenders who dared to use their bending during their imprisonment, Sokka and his dad put their heads together and came up with a new plan. However, with the way things were going, finding himself in a line-up right in front of a warden actively searching for an imposter guard, Sokka wasn't feeling too optimistic.

Chit Sang, one of the prisoners responsible for inadvertently sabotaging the first escape plan, stepped forward. "That's him, warden." He pointed. "He's the imposter."

Sokka opened his eyes to find that Chit Sang was pointing at another guard, one who had thrown Chit Sang in a cooler earlier.

"What?" the accused guard snapped.

Walking away abruptly, a wicked smile spread across the warden's cheeks.

"I am not!" the guard insisted, lunging at Chit Sang and grabbing him by the shirt.

Chit Sang raised his hands nonchalantly in defense.

"He's lying! He's a liar!"

Another guard grabbed the accused and dragged him away.

The warden walked into the interrogation room and stood menacingly over the helpless accused guard, who was strapped down to a chair, bound at his wrists and ankles.

"I'm telling you… it wasn't me!" the accused pleaded.

"Save your breath!" the warden spat. "I know you've been working together." He got in the accused guard's face. "You threw Chit Sang in the very cooler they used to escape. It was all part of your plan."

"That was just a coincidence!"

The door creaked open. "Sir." One of the bodyguards entered. "There's someone to see you."

"Who told you to interrupt me?" the warden demanded, turning angrily toward the door.

"I did." It was Azula.

The warden bowed down to her in deference. "Princess Azula. Ah… it is an honor to welcome you to the Fire Nation's most exemplary prison." He stood from his bow. "I didn't realize you were coming."

She stepped in, taking notice of the guard strapped down to the chair. "Who is this?"

"He's a guard who was involved in a recent and feeble escape attempt."

"It wasn't me!" the guard desperately urged.

"Quiet, you!" the warden ordered.

Azula crossed her arms. "You're wasting your time. That's not one of them." She turned and started to leave.

Bewildered, the warden turned to her, back to the guard, and then back to Azula. "How do you know?"

"Because I'm a people person," she answered, smiling sinisterly before turning back around. "Luckily for you, I think I can find your rogue guard. But I'm going to need to interrogate him myself. Mind if I have a look at the line-up?"

Azula assertively marched down the line-up, looking each guard in the eye. And then she came face-to-face with Sokka. "You," she purred, smiling sweetly.

"Yes, princess," he gulped, nodding.

Sokka followed her to an interrogation chamber with two bodyguards trailing behind. After the guards strapped Sokka down to the chair with binds at his wrists and ankles, Azula dismissed them immediately, leaving her alone in the room with the Water Tribe warrior.

"Well, well, well… what do we have here?"

"Uhh, hey, Azula," he squeaked. "Long time no see."

"It's funny," she smiled, "how we keep meeting under these circumstances."

"What, all tied up?"

"Mhm." She slowly circled around him. "Only this time, I require information from you."

"Is that so?" he scoffed. "Well if I recall, you weren't exactly cooperative in that regard during the eclipse – "

"You found your little girlfriend, didn't you?"

"Why should I tell you anything?"

"Because," she grinned, "I can make things very uncomfortable for you if you don't."

He sighed. "Well, what makes you think I have the information you want anyway?"

"Let's just say I know my brother wasn't the mastermind behind this whole prisonbreak operation. So, tell me, Sokka…" She leaned in closer to him. "…how do you propose to escape?"

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you."

She laughed condescendingly. "You'd like that, wouldn't you."

He smirked.

"Well, I don't believe you're in any position to do that right now. To the contrary…" She threateningly conjured a strong blue flame in her palm.

"Come on, Azula. You and I both know you're not going to hurt me. Not after…"

"Hm," she smiled. "Perhaps you're right." As she extinguished the fire, a mischievous gleam sparkled in her eye. "Fortunately, I don't need to hurt you in order to get what I want." She straddled his waist on the chair and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Ah." His breathing hitched. "I see. Can't say I blame you."

Her lips curled into a smirk as she leaned forward and brushed her nose against his. "It would be a real shame if your girlfriend were to see us like this, now wouldn't it?"

"Shut up," he spat, his eyes darkening. "Or I'll shut you up."

"By all means."

He pressed his lips to hers with all the hatred and anger raging inside of him.

She moaned softly, forcing her tongue into his all-too-eager mouth.

They kissed as fervently as they had on the day of the eclipse, only now there was a new layer of frustration intensifying their scandalous tryst. She ran her hands up his back and neck, pulling gently on his warrior's wolf-tail. He tried to reach for her, only to be held down by the binds on his wrists. As their kisses heated to new levels, she rocked her hips steadily on his lap. It didn't take long before his growing excitement started to show.

She pulled back, an evil smile laying claim to her face. "You want to touch me, don't you? You want to put your filthy peasant hands all over me."

He scowled at her with disdain.

"I could untie you, you know," she purred. "You'd be free to do anything you wanted to me."

He strained against his binds.

"All you have to do is tell me your escape plan."

"Never," he growled.

"Fine," she breathed against his lips before leaning in to kiss him again, but he turned his head away from her. "Oh, so that's how it's going to be? You're going to fight against your instinct? That's a battle you're going to lose."

"Who says I want to kiss you?"

"Sokka," she laughed. "I know you want to kiss me. But it's no matter. I have other ways of extracting information from you." Smirking, she removed the bind on his left wrist, grabbing his hand firmly when he lashed out to grab her neck.

He gritted his teeth. "What, are you going to break my fingers or something?"

"Spirits, no! That's barbaric. No… I'm going to do something far more cruel than that." Slowly, she brought his hand up to her mouth and licked the tip of his index finger.

He groaned out loud at the sensation and gripped the armrest at his side.

She continued teasing him, licking slowly up and down his finger, before easing it fully into her mouth.

"Ohhh, fuck," he cried, straining hard against the binds.

She sucked his finger, grinding her hips needily on his protruding erection, his pelvis rising to meet hers. And then suddenly, she stopped. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, peasant" she taunted. "Did you want me to keep going?" She gave the tip of his finger another playful lick.

"Y-Yes – n-no – I don't know!"

"What do you want, Sokka?"

"I want to destroy you."

"Seems like you and I both want the same thing then." She lowered her voice. "So I'll ask you again, by what means do you propose to escape?" She licked his finger from the bottom to the tip.

"I-I can't tell you!"

"Fine." She stood up abruptly. "I can see we're getting nowhere." She began undoing the binds on his ankles.

"What, so that's it?! You're just gonna let me go?!"

"Mhm." She undid the final bind on his wrist, setting him free. "I'll figure out your plan one way or another. And what better way than to have you lead me straight to it?"

He jumped to his feet and immediately forced Azula against the door, grabbing her cheeks and kissing her with all his pent-up frustration. She pulled him flush up against her and melted into his kiss. However, the kiss was short-lived. They could hear the warden marching down the hall, barking orders. They quickly separated, breathless.

"I fucking hate you," he whispered against her lips.

"The feeling is mutual."

Azula allowed Sokka to escape before the warden reached them.

"Well?" the warden asked.

She shrugged. "Turns out I had the wrong guy."

Back at the Western Air Temple, Sokka lay on his back in his tent, his arms spread out wide at his sides. He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly through his mouth. Having just successfully escaped from a Fire Nation prison, he should have been thoroughly wiped out. He should be sound asleep, but while his body was physically exhausted, his mind kept racing, recycling thoughts from earlier that day. Azula straddling his lap. Azula kissing his lips. Azula's hot, wet mouth around his finger… he started getting hard just thinking about it.

Damn it. He definitely shouldn't be thinking about this. He definitely shouldn't be thinking about how badly he wanted to tear off Azula's clothes and strap her down to that interrogation chair, to grope her chest, to kiss all the way down her naked body, to bury his head between her legs, to give her the punishment of a lifetime. He wanted to push her down on her hands and knees, mercilessly take her from behind, spank her ass as he plowed into her until she yelped out in pain, he wanted to…

The sound of footsteps outside his tent shook him from his thoughts. He instinctively adjusted himself to hide his erection.

"Sokka?" Suki whispered. "Are you awake?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Mind if I come in?"

"Uhh, sure."

She stepped inside and took a seat next to him.

"Is everything alright?" he asked. "Couldn't sleep?"

"I'm fine, I was just… worried about you."

"Worried about me?" he laughed. "Why?"

"I don't know, you've just seemed… on edge lately."

"Y-Yeah, well we have a lot going on! What with saving the world and everything…"

"I know. I just thought that maybe, with all the pressure you're under, maybe you'd like a little…" She chuckled bashfully. "…stress relief?"

"W-What?!" he blurted, nearly choking. "Like now?! I mean I, t-that would be, umm – " What the fuck was wrong with him?! His girlfriend was in his tent with him in the dead of night, he was already hard, and he wasn't jumping at the chance to have sex with her?! All he had to do was say the word and he'd have a beautiful naked woman alone with him. Of course, he could have sex with her and just think about… no, no. That would be wrong. Why was this happening to him? Why would he prefer Azula, his mortal enemy who he despised, to be in his tent and not Suki, the girl he was supposed to love?! Maybe he didn't love Suki after all…

But Suki was great! So great. Such a warm, caring, strong, attractive, capable woman. But he just didn't have that… spark with her. Her kisses didn't ignite anything within him. He didn't burn for her. He didn't have the urge to rip off her clothes and take her, not like he did with Azula. Azula. A fucking firebender of all people. There was something seriously wrong with him.

" – I-I don't think it's a good idea. You know, with my dad sleeping right over there, and my sister being a super light-sleeper…"

"Yeah." She shook her head and giggled. "You're right. I didn't think about how uncomfortable that would be for you. It was a stupid idea."

"No, no, it wasn't – "

"Another night?" she asked, smiling slyly.

"Y-Yeah. Definitely."

"Okay," she smiled. "Good night." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and turned to leave.

"Good night," he whispered as she exited his tent. He sighed and fell dramatically onto his back. He would have to break up with her, wouldn't he. Turning down sex like that all because he couldn't get a certain firebending princess out of his head. Yes. Yes, he would. When the timing was right.

Fucking Azula. She wasn't even here and yet she was still punishing him. He hated how much power she had over him. He hated her, he really did. He had to hate her. He had to hate her, because if he didn't, then that would mean he actually…

No. No! That would be absurd. There was no way he could actually have feelings for this girl. She was such a spirits-damn bitch. So pompous. So sadistic. So… painstakingly gorgeous. Ugh, he wanted to ring her neck! He wanted to choke her, to bite her, to mar her flawless skin, to run his tongue over every inch of her, to suck her perfect tits, to –

Great. He was rock hard again. Well this was just perfect. He must have been the unluckiest man on earth to be plagued with these thoughts. Ah, well. There was no way he was going to get any sleep with a raging boner like this. He might as well get something out of it. Glancing around furtively and convincing himself there would be no more intruders, he pulled down his pants and underwear and gripped his cock.

He began to jerk himself slowly at first as he relaxed into it, thinking about Azula on his lap in the interrogation chamber, the taste of her mouth. The urge to grab her body as she ground her hips against him. The feeling of the binds on his wrists and ankles just making everything that much more frustrating.

"Tell me your plan," she demands, staring into his eyes.

"Don't waste your breath. You're getting nothing out of me."

"Oh," she laughs. "Well you're sorely mistaken about that." She kisses him greedily once again, slowly sliding her hand down his chest, down his stomach, down to the bulge in his pants.

"Mph," he grunts, feeling her hand tighten around his cock.

"So hard for me already. This is going to be easier than I thought." She pumps him slowly over his pants.

He started jerking himself a little faster, biting down on his lip.

"You'll have to try harder than that if you want me to talk."

She smirks. "I was hoping you'd say that." She starts untying one of his wrist cuffs.

"What are you doing?"

"Hoping this will coax some information out of you. It's a bit unorthodox, I know. But don't worry… you're going to enjoy this." She sticks his finger in her mouth and starts sucking.

"Ngh." His hips buck beneath her, and he can feel her hand on his cock again.

He tightened his grip, rubbing himself harder and faster, his hips undulating on the ground.

"You like this, Sokka?" she teases before licking his fingertip. "You want more?"

He stares daggers into her.

"All you have to do is tell me your escape plan."

"You're gonna have to suck something else before I tell you anything."

"Is that so?" she purrs. "Well, that can be arranged." She hops off his lap and yanks down his pants and underwear. She smiles diabolically.

"Speechless, eh? Can't say I'm surprised."

"My, aren't you full of yourself? Well… you won't be for long." She gets down on her knees and takes him inch-by-inch into her wet mouth.

Sokka groaned out loud. Then he spat into his hand and went back to work.

She continues sucking his cock, running her tongue along the underside, looking up at him with her mischievous yellow eyes.

He takes his free hand and grabs her hair, forcing her head down, causing her to moan around his aching erection. He's just about ready to burst. He can't wait to nut in her mouth.

She pulls back and licks her lips. "Tell me your escape plan or I'll stop right now."

"No, don't stop, don't stop," he urges, his breaths ragged. "I'll tell you everything, I swear I'll tell you everything. Just a little more. Please, Azula – "

"You know I love hearing you beg." She starts licking the head of his cock like it was candy. "Mmm, you taste so good."

"Spirits, Azula, please keep going. I'll do anything you want, just please don't stop sucking my cock, don't stop, don't – "

"Ungh," he groaned, his body convulsing as he shot his load all over his hand and stomach. He didn't even care about the mess. The way he felt when he came, imagining shooting his load between Azula's lips, it was as if he were discovering masturbation for the first time.

He lay on his back for a few minutes as he collected his breaths. Then he grabbed the nearest article of clothing in the tent and wiped himself dry, making a mental note to do the laundry first thing in the morning. He felt guilty for a moment, having turned Suki away so he could jerk off while fantasizing about Azula. It wasn't right, he knew it wasn't right. But spirits, Azula made him feel so alive. And he actually found himself missing her and wondering about the next time he'd see her. He smiled, suddenly feeling very sleepy. He drifted off to sleep wondering if Azula was out there thinking about him too.