The moon, shining bright and illuminating the night, was high on the sky. The harsh wind was carrying the salty tasting air from the ocean and made the grass dance. In between all this there he was, sitting with his back at a column of this vast house and looking at the stone plate in his hands.
Azula could very well imagine what he saw in that plate; What he's longing for and what he's missing.
"I'd thought, I'd find you here.", she said to him.
She'd rather not approach this house. There are too many memories connected to this place, mostly painful to remember.
"Those summers we spent here seem so long ago", Zuko said. "So much has changed."
"Come down to the beach with me!", Azula tried to talk to him. "Come on! This place is depressing."
She turned around to walk away, expecting him to follow. Instead he kept sitting there, still watching that plate sadly. Normally, she'd call him out on his emotionality and the weakness he displays. But some part of her just prevented her in doing so. She didn't know why, actually.
It's this place! It did something to her. And clearly Zuko had been affected by it much worsely. Poor Zuzu.
"And?", Ty Lee greeted her with the question. Worry clearly written on her face.
"He's up there.", Azula gestured with her head towards the house. "But he is being difficult." And I'm in no mood to deal with that.
"You should go and talk to him!", she gave the order to Mai, who looked away.
"We broke up.", Mai admitted in her monoton voice.
"Great!", Azula sighed the sarcastic remark.
Them breaking up could only add on what bothers Zuko. But at the same time, Azula felt a certain satisfaction. She maybe had been a little jealous at their relationship.
"Should I talk to him?", Ty Lee suggested.
"No, I will talk to him.", Azula said clear cut. "You two go back to the hut and tell Lo and Li, we'll be back soon!".
Azula turned just to miss the curious exchange of look between Mai and Ty Lee, who both were probably contemplating, if this would end in blood and fire.
Approaching the house again, Azula saw her brother missing where he sat and went into the house to look after him. She found him, of course, in their mother's room, where he was lying on the bed. She went into the room and silently sat on the foot of the bed, not knowing what to tell him. Azula would rather be at any other place.
Zuko didn't even look at her or remarked her existence. If it wasn't for the ghastly wales of the wind, the silence would have been deafening.
"So...", she finally decided to break the silence. "I'm assuming you miss... Mother?", she looked around while asking.
This whole thing was so stupid. And still no reaction. She wished for a less whiny, less whimsical brother. Maybe she should try a different approach.
"I miss Mother sometimes, too.", she said-... lied to him.
And Zuko got up with a sharp: "What?!". And anger had struck his face. "Stop lying! You hated her! You were glad, when she was gone!"
"I was a child! And she was my mother, too!", Azula simply said, while looking straight at him.
He looked away and some of the anger turned into sadness. "I betrayed Uncle!"
Of course. That's the issue. Their so called Uncle had confused his mind; had infected him with his stupid proverbs. And of course Zuko has fallen for it. Zuko always failed to avoid this trap; the trap of compassion. It was his greatest weakness. He thought, he had to return the favour to their uncle; Make up for all the sweet, heart warming times, where he could cry a river on his shoulders. How pathetic.
And here lies the key to control Zuko. But what could she do for him at this point? She already gave him everything he wanted. She gave him his home back, his royal status, their father's love. Azula was even comforting and being kind to him, like she never had been. She kissed the rabbitfrog and turned it back into a prince, literally!
Well, she hadn't kissed him literally. Maybe she should. Maybe it could even work. And if not, the funny face he'd make would be worth it. She hadn't pranked him in a while either. So for old times sake, in a place like this, where he clinged to the past, she would give him something from the past.
She quickly leaned forward, grabbed his collar before he could flinch, and pressed a kiss onto his lips.
When she broke the kiss, Azula looked into his discombobulated face and couldn't help but laugh. But she had to stop, when he got a strange expression, she couldn't decipher. And Azula couldn't quite understand what it was, but something compelled her to kiss Zuko again. And so she almost did, before she remembered herself, their lips brushing.
He is your brother. Get your act together!, she reminded herself.
But just when she decided to get off of him, he dug his fingers in her, one hand at her back, the other on her waist, and pressed her body into his, whilst kissing her.
And as the rational to resist slowly faded into the back of her head, she came to understand exactly what she wanted. Something she wanted since the moment she met Chan at the beach today, or even possibly before that.
Azula wanted to have sex.
And so what if it's with her brother? Despite being a perfect pathetic fool with the scar to proof it, he's quite handsome and can be... capable.
And... And it's rumored that the father of Fire Lord Sozin, Fire Lord Ozai, who was name giver of their father, was conceived via incest. So... If they can do it, ...why not Azula and Zuko?
And... And... With this... It would be... It would be much easier to control Zuko... And... And turn him into her pawn... Maybe?
"The clothes are... kinda in the way.", Zuko remarked in a whisper, as if he was afraid to be heard.
Azula halted her grind at his bulge, not having realized, that somehow her bikini was already removed, exposing her naked breasts.
She looked at him. His face was in a sweat. He was breathing with lust; Lust for his sister. But his look betrayed something else. Something she had seen too often to not know what it was. He was accusing her.
Azula wanted nothing more than this look to disappear for once. So she kissed him. Or at least that's what she told herself, why she did it.
She briefly interrupted her kiss to whisper, "I love you!", and started grinding again.
As expected, Zuko eased in after this and had a much more gentle grip. He was massaging her shoulders, her buttocks, her breasts and Azula moaned in his mouth. For what it's worth, Zuko's gullible side is good for something after all.
Azula, still grinding, broke the kiss to give him a chance to say it back. The accusation in his eyes disappeared, and they locked their gaze.
Come on, say it!, she demanded in her thoughts.
Zuko caressed her waist. Azula stopped moving, only for him to start rubbing against her. He moved his hand to remove the last barrier, but she prevented him to do so by grabbing his ankles.
"A-Azula...", he begged her.
Azula looked deeply into his golden eyes. Say it!
"Azula, I... I need you!", he breathed.
That wasn't quite what she wanted to hear, but welcome nonetheless.
Azula kissed his nose. "Go on!", she purred.
"You're so sexy!", he said much to her delight.
"Tell me something I don't know!", Azula smiled.
Actually, she wasn't so sure anymore after what happened with that coward Chan today. But if not even her own brother could resist her, then it must be true!
Azula almost couldn't resist kissing him, but he has to say it first!
"I love you!", he said finally and Azula kissed him.
She let go of his hands and he swiftly removed her underwear. She mirrored him in his eagerness and ripped and tore off what she could. They rolled over one or two times. And then there they were. Like siblings never should be.
He was hard against her wetness. She could feel him pulsating. They were so close to do the unthinkable. And this was so dangerous! Azula suddenly felt very vulnerable. And had to second guess herself. What was the worst, that could happen? She'd become pregnant. She'd become pregnant and her life would be irreversibly ruined. Is any short term pleasure worth taking that risk? The obvious answer is no... But... But... Maybe... Maybe just a little... Just a little... Rubbing? Rubbing!
Oh Agni, just rubbing against his member felt so good! Azula hugged Zuko tightly. Her breathing started hiking uncontrollably. Why was she so starved for this?
A soft moan escaped her mouth, and after that the flood gates opened. And she moaned again, and again, and again, and again. Each time louder! This pleasure was truly maddening!
Zuko turned them around. He was lying on Azula now. And when he started moving, it felt different. Suddenly the pleasure was no longer in her control, and somehow that made it more intense!
Oh, Agni! No... What is this?! Something was happening, she was changing! Something's changing!
"Stop!", she yelled! "Stopstopstopstop!" And they stopped.
Azula slowly calmed her breathing. He still lied on top of her and they hugged tightly.
"Everything alright?", Zuko asked with clear worry. Something about that made Azula feel... feel... It made her feel...
"Yes.", Azula said in a voice too small for her.
At some point it got too much to bear. It felt like she was approaching some tipping point, from which she wouldn't be able to recover from; like she'd become insane or would loose herself in it.
"Do you want to stop?", Zuko asked in a whisper, whilst kissing her neck.
Azula didn't answer. She didn't know, if she wanted to continue or not. She was scared from the tipping point.
Zuko slowly started moving again. And she couldn't help but react. Normally, she wouldn't allow her becoming this vulnerable for any circumstance. But this was different. The more she lost control, the better it felt! Truly a scary prospect.
She wished someone would have prepared her better for this! Well, it's probably then a good thing, that she exercised with her brother; with her dear Zuzu.
"My Love!", she purred in his ear. "May this be enough for today?"
And Azula couldn't be more thankful of him in that moment, when he just rolled over even with a little protest. If it was her in his place, she would have probably just continued with little regards for his feelings. If their genders would have been swapped, Azula couldn't care less about impregnating him, if there was this much pleasure involved.
Unfortunately, she was on the side with the higher risk factor. Thank Agni, Zuko is such a wimp.
She hugged him and pressed her face on his chest and breathed once with much satisfaction.
He pressed her with one hand against him and in that moment she decided to do something for him.
Azula started kissing her brothers neck, whilst her hand slowly wandered down to grab his member.
"Ah! Not so tight!", Zuko groaned, which was very amusing to her.
She needed some trial and error, but after a while his grunts became shallow breaths of pleasure.
Azula looked at Zuko, trying to catch his gaze. And when he looked back at her, they locked their eyes. Now she could clearly read his lov-... his pleasure.
"Mom...", Zuko breathed.
Azula stopped.
What. What?
Zuko just called her Mom. Why was he calling her Mom? What did that mean? What were the implications? What was happening? What was she doing? She was jerking him off. In their mother's room. On their mother's bed. Did she look like his-... their mother? Yes, the resemblance was there a little. But surely not that much... Or was it? Why was he calling her Mom? She was jerking him off. Their mother wouldn't have jerked Zuko off! Or... Or would she?! No... That couldn't be... Although it would explain a lot... Or would it not? They...they slept together. Well, almost. Did they sleep together, too? No. Zuko would have been a child. Their mother never would have done that... Or... Or would she?! No... He would have been a child!
"I-I'm sorry!", he said and looked very embarrassed.
Azula just looked at him in shock, before she decided to hug him.
Wait... No... He's probably just missing her! He was missing her, and saw their mother in place of her for a moment. It probably had no sexual connotations. Azula didn't know how much of that she just hoped.
But whatever that woman had done to him, it turned him into this pathetic excuse of a man today. Whatever she had done to him was probably not better than what Azula did to Zuko now.
Come to think of it... Azula just did something much worse! Suddenly, she felt very sick.
Azula broke the hug and disentangled herself from him. She got up and rushed out of the room.
This is unacceptable!
She did slip up. She lost control and turned into the very thing she hated most!
He called me Mom!
Azula quickly moved from room to room in search of clothing. When she finally found a robe in one of the many rooms for servants, she made a point in quickly removing herself from that godsforsaken place!
Thanks for reading this story! It's an homage to the ATLA fanfiction "Dominion" from Aurelia Le, which explores similar themes much better and with much better continuity, while this story is more of a smut and we all need more of that! Shout out to Hotman and all the other Dominion fans.
You might wonder, why this story is from Azulas perspective, if you know, that I'm a male. It's simple... I can identify with Azula more, than I can identify with Zuko. Azula is my anima, which is to say, a representation of my feminine subconscious. She is also my shadow, my dark side. Someone that sometimes comes out and deeply disturbs my social life, while a smart Ty Lee would normally better describe my personality. I had various theories on how I might be a narcissist, or I might be bipolar, when I finally was settled on an extreme case of adult ADHD, which I was diagnosed with... I mean... who else would write such a story, if they weren't fucked in the head to some degree? At least I'm doing it somewhat smartly! Have you read some shit out there? Let me tell you: Downright idiotic!
Alright, motherfuckers! I wish you a great day and you can suck my dick!
