In The Royal Baths Antechamber
Hello ! This is my first Zucest one shot. English is not my first language, this text is originally written in french, under the title : Dans l'Antichambre des Bains royaux. In this story, the characters are over twenty years old. Enjoy your reading !
For those who don't like explicite content, don't read...
It was very inappropriate for a man and a woman to be at the same time in the palace hot baths. Even more when they are brother and sister...
It had been several weeks since Zuko and Azula had finally given in to the attraction they had for each other. Ashamed but also terribly thrilled, they could only meet stealthily, in solitary places, where no one would disturb their delicious loves.
That day, they agreed, during a brief meeting in a hallway, to ending up the same evening at Royal Palace hot baths.
Reserved for the exclusive use of the Lord of the Fire and his family, this place was the domain of zealous maids who provided skin care and massages, but who also ensured the place to be clean and the hot baths to function properly. Baths were particularly enjoyed in the evening, when the heat of evaporated water met the ambient coolness of twilight. Surrounded by blind walls, these baths were built in the heart of the palace, in the heart of everything, but out of unexpected sights. It was in those open air baths, they had planned to meet.
Azula had slipped into the anteroom of the baths, unbeknownst to the maids, so that Zuko could then join her. It was not appropriate for a man to be found there with a woman, even more if they are brother and sister.
This room was the only access to the baths. In there was all that was helpful to undress and to wash. The opening to the baths brought in an enveloping, moisty heat, which Azula found very pleasant.
After undressing her, she passed a hand on the large mirror covered with mist that was settled in the room. Observing his reflection, she tried several hairdressing, taking her hair in a hand, fun to look for the one that would make her the most desirable or the most inaccessible. While her gaze down below, she tried a dare provocative and lascivious that could melt Zuko: she slightly tightened her thighs to accentuate the curve of her hips that drew a first irresistible curve, she tried to hide just a bit her pubis, that was carefully shaved, a delicate bending brought out her perfectly formed breasts, ended with pale pink nipples. The mirror was clouding again and she couldn't study the face she would take to stir up Zuko's desire. Her features disappeared and she was only a silhouette in the twilight. She relaxed her posture, gazing distractedly towards the steaming baths which were a few steps away.
Suddenly, she saw a second shadow drawing in the mirror, larger and more powerful... This shadow curled against her and she felt two hands hug her hips and belly.
"You had found a beautiful pose, shame fogging have stolen a such beautiful sight ..."
A first kiss on her shoulder launched a first discharge pleasure through her body.
"You have finally come..."
To respond to his kiss, Azula took Zuko's right hand, brought it to her face and pressed her lips to it.
" What keeps me from biting those poor little fingers to punish their owner who made me wait here... All alone..."
She introduced a finger in her mouth and pretended to bite, printing only light pressure with her teeth, which was not to be unpleasant according to Zuko's reaction.
She felt Zuko's body pressed against her back, his salient muscles, his solid bones, his chin on her shoulder and his blows on her neck.
Zuko was naked. He slid his hands over Azula to find out which part of her body would respond best to his caresses. Her hips ? Her stomach ? Her arms ? Her shoulders ? Her breasts ? Each caress increased her desire and made her body more receptive and more ardent.
She felt Zuko's chest rub against her, he continued his caresses, lifting, massaging her breasts, sometimes crushing them lightly to make her already very sensitive nipples react.
Azula slipped a hand behind her back in search of Zuko's penis, already willing to know the pleasure. When she found it, she applied the palm of her hand on it and gave it an up and down movement, accompanying her gesture with a sensual sway of her hips.
Then, Zuko changed his attentions, maintaining his left hand on Azula's breast, he slid his right hand delicately towards her stomach, then her clitoris which he began to gently stroke.
After a while, their breathing became deeper and panting, their bodies warming under the caresses they gave to each other. Groans of pleasure began to rise into an improvised unison.
Zuko watched to the slightest changes in Azula's breaths, the smallest modifications of her posture to find the source of her pleasure, and to increase it. His delicate fingers described soft, but regular gestures, every moment readjusted depending on Azula's reactions. Several times, she thought she was touching contentment, but she had not yet felt this deep discharge which always made her whole body vibrate.
Behind her back, tightly pressed against her, she felt her lover more intensely. She closed her hand on Zuko's sex in order to giving him more pleasure.
With two fingers, Zuko parted Azula's labia. She immediately felt a breeze brush her sex: this sensation drew her first sigh of contentment, then followed by a cry of pleasure and an uncontrollable and deep thrill when Zuko resumed his caresses. A sudden shock, like a vibration which leaves from her stomach, made her body vibrating, each member echoing this striking and divine wave.
In her hand, Zuko's cock was becoming more and more sensitive, each new gesture bringing him closer to the release of his pleasure. She accelerated, accentuating her movements with more firmness, until she felt a bubbling of desire running through Zuko's body. She slowed down and pressed his member against her back, bringing her lover into an ecstasy in which his groans of pleasure mingled with his irrepressible jolts. He had release himself there, on the back of Azula, who felt it the prouf of his excitement.
They stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying of each other presence. Azula reveled in the softness of their bodies, the scent of their skin and the heat of their kisses.
She took advantage of the proximity of a small tub of hot to wash herself and find a little freshness after such intense lovemakings. Zuko respected it, knowing how important it was to her sister: nothing could away too long perfection and grace from the princess. Standing in the anteroom of the baths, they remained very close, sharing the water which cooled a little their heated bodies.
The gestures of the toilet quickly became again gestures of passion, where each one sought to reanimate senses and desire of the other.
Zuko's sex regained his strength when they exchanged languorous hugs and kisses.
Still standing upright against Azula's back, he massaged her shoulders and moved his hands down to her hips.
Azula felt a deep desire rising in her, grabbed the Zuko's member and introduced into her. They both groaned in contentment. Zuko began to give regular movements to his hips and Azula felt the body of her lover be pressed against her ass. Zuko's moves were increasingly intense and she followed this oscillation for harmonized their rhythm in the search for ecstasy. Azula couldn't hold back a few cries of pleasure. But she was not yet at the height of pleasure.
She felt Zuko's hand up on her stomach, touch her breasts and grasped slightly her throat. He applied a gentle but firm pressure on the bottom of her cheek so that she offered her neck to a deep kiss. Which she did, feverishly accepting this embrace.
Then his hand went up on the bottom of Azula's face, caressing her lips and pressing her cheeks to make her fell his slight control over her.
This posture, although restrictive, gave her back and her lower back a curve that did not leave Zuko indifferent: she felt in her the movements of his sex which were becoming more pressing and deeper. She felt inside her body a growing heat, increased by Zuko's repeated thrust.
She was at her lover's mercy, but also enjoyed her power through his pleasure by moving slightly her hips: he reinforced his movements each times, as she could feel his member more intensively.
She shared his panting moans, breathing at the same time, growling with the same groan of pleasure.
Zuko seemed close to climax, Azula clenched her hand around the strong arms of her lover to feel his body tense and exulting. The rhythm of Zuko's movements became frenetic, Azula only perceived an indomitable ardor, in the edge of supreme pleasure.
They tremble together, in boiling contentment, enjoying the feeling to have shared such an intense and deep moment. A sensation they sought in each of their passionate embraces.
She stood still against her brother, hugging him, pressing soft and sometimes inflamed kisses, ignoring the rest of the world. Those baths were ephemeral and secret shelter of their forbidden loves.
It was very inappropriate for a man and a woman to be at the same time in the palace hot baths. Even more when they are brother and sister...
