Author's Disclaimer: I don't own Ty Lee or Azula. They belong to "Avatar: The Last Airbender" and Bryke.

Author's notes: Well, this one's at CharlieBarrow's request. "Modern with Ty Lee in charge." You got it!

"By your command"

A Tyzula fic

She really wished she could just stop. Spitting orders at her father's underlings could be fun, given her mood sometimes. They scrambled to obey her, and even her brother walked softly in dread around her. The fear she inspired satisfied her, but today, it was just…..dull.

Azula tapped her nails against the counter of the boutique. Her father wanted her to sample a few of the designer labels to gain ideas for their next venture, and the serving girls were falling all over themselves. She knew it had to be her looks. A few careful chi pumps of ragged alpha exasperation also helped. Most of the women were betas who scraped to obey, or omegas who all but gave her fearful but flirty looks.

Azula leveled her gaze at one such omega and narrowed her golden eyes. Silently she dared the omega to keep staring and was slightly satisfied when the girl looked away in dismay. It didn't bring her roaring joy as once it might have. What was wrong with her today? She wasn't in rut and she wasn't in any physical need. But when the boutique doors opened with a flourish, and her best friend sauntered in, arrayed in a smart pink dress with matching pink heels, Azula found herself the one staring.

"Finally. I'm bored," Azula admitted lowly to her vivacious friend. Sometimes Ty Lee's omega bubbliness had her hard-up for more than their somewhat enjoyable friendship and she dreamed of pressing her to a wall and taking her hard. But Ty Lee had her own skills of negotiation, hard-won skills that had made Azula pay attention more than once.

"I'm here now," Ty Lee grinned prettily up at her. She tucked a long lock of black hair behind Azula's ear, fingers trailing down her jaw. Azula blinked at her and tried to resist shuddering. She wasn't certain she was successful. "What are we looking at?"

"These," Azula swept an arm to the pile of designer clothes carefully arranged on the counter. "I can try on a few, but I think they'd look better on you."

"You just want to see me change," Ty Lee murmured. Her fingers continued down the sleeve of Azula's shirt. She swallowed hard.

"Well, I need to see," Azula continued on. She tried to pay attention as both of them were ushered to a private changing room.

"Fine. Is my bra on straight?" Ty Lee asked, already stripping her dress. Azula's hormones pounded to the surface and she half-shifted, cock half erect. Good thing she was wearing slacks today.

"I find it hard to imagine you do this with everyone," Azula commented dryly. She leaned against the wall legs somewhat spread.

"Not everyone. Just grumpy alphas I enjoy being around," Ty Lee grinned prettily and pulled her braid over her shoulder. "Do me up?"

The words played a double entendre in Azula's burning ears and she tried not feel the heat bleeding between them as she almost pressed up against Ty Lee's firm rear. Ty Lee put her hands over hers once she was done and turned in her half embrace.

"You seem off, Azula. And believe me, I think a lot of what you're doing," Ty Lee admitted. Azula frowned slightly, lip pouting out.

"I'm not. Don't know why you'd think that…."

Ty Lee's fingers brushed her red lips, silencing her carefully. Azula almost swallowed her own tongue at the gesture. "I mean, inside. You're not all rainbow sparkly, but jagged and red and very… frustrated." Ty Lee's fingers trailed down Azula's waist, down her flat stomach and just above her belt. That she touched everywhere but the heaviness between her legs put a spike of want through Azula's being. She tried not to gasp. "You're not in rut."

Azula closed her eyes when Ty Lee leaned close, face against her throat, inhaling deliberately. "But you need…..something."

Azula blinked at her friend, standing on tiptoes in the new designer dress. "And what do you suggest?"

Ty Lee swallowed. She looked nervous but pushed ahead. "If you trust me….will trust me. I can request you follow my orders."

Azula blinked. "What?" Her alpha nature roared silently, and she crossed her arms. "Look, I may need something but if you're not offering sex, maybe let me figure it out…."

Ty Lee's caressing fingers got her arms to unlock. Her fingers explored Azula's palms, and she took her hands in hers. Azula's fingers trembled. "I mean, follow my orders. To the letter. You may get something out of it… and maybe you can let go."

Let go. Azula blinked. It was true she was always under a crazy amount of stress. Her father, his company, her stupid brother, her absent mother, all were a trial of stress in her daily life. And while she could have gotten any omega in bed she wanted, there was something about what Ty Lee was offering that appealed to the inner contemplative alpha inside her. She needed to let go. If an omega she liked so much was willing to help….

"…Okay. We'll try it your way." Azula made to look at her phone but Ty Lee shook her head.

"Put that away. Your father can wait." Ty Lee smiled when Azula did so, looking somewhat relieved. "Now, help me."

Azula helped her friend off with the dress and with the next several outfits. When she stepped back into her heels on each outfit, she knew it had to be for her benefit. Ty Lee's legs did look so good in them. "Are we done?"

"For now," Ty Lee smiled, back in her pink dress. She stood on tiptoes to brush her lips to Azula's cheek. Her lipstick left a mark but neither made a move to wipe it away. "Carry these for me."

The serving girls tried not to bat an eye at Azula carrying the bags of designer clothes they bought with Ozai's credit card. She carried them easily, and when Ty Lee paused at the door, she opened it for her with a flourish. The serving girls stared when Azula made to follow closely behind Ty Lee, a few steps behind to the left. Azula's limo was waiting and she tossed the bags in the passenger seat beside the driver. He gave a start, but Azula shrugged, slammed the passenger door and opened the back door. She offered Ty Lee her hand and the coy smile her friend gave her jolted between her legs.

Ty Lee was making inner plans of what she could and should do. She did like this quiet obedient side of Azula. And while it looked to be helping to follow someone's orders for a change, Ty Lee wanted to see what she would allow.

"Pour me some champagne," Ty Lee murmured. Azula opened the mini fridge and cracked open a fresh bottle. She poured into a flute and when she offered it to Ty Lee, the girl shook her head. "Hold it for me."

Azula blushed as Ty Lee leaned against her free arm, head tilted back trustingly. She carefully pressed the edge of the flute to her friend's lips and poured slightly. Each small gulp of Ty Lee's white throat had Azula's inner alpha growling with appreciation. The air between them was static and while Azula was enjoying what her friend had planned, she wondered how far she would go.

"Uhm…Ty Lee?"

"No, call me something else," Ty Lee mused. "Not mistress."

'That's your name,' she thought, watching the raging alpha in Azula's golden eyes seethe.

"…How about my lady?" Azula purred. Ty Lee melted against her arm.

"Yes…. That will do," she purred. Azula held the flute up again and Ty Lee drank. "Have some for yourself, Azula."

"If my lady commands," Azula purred. She poured herself a small glass and drank it quickly. She felt Ty Lee's hand on her thigh and relaxed into the seat. "It seems there's more you require."

Azula's inner alpha sighed and gave a quiet howl as her shift pressed insistently against the seam of her slacks. Ty Lee caressed her thigh, stroking up and down, near the bulge between her legs. "Oh, you want me to touch you there?" Her eyes flicked down and she licked her lower lip. Azula watched, transfixed.

"Well, I'm not."

Azula swallowed back a scream of frustration. "Uhm….why not?" she winced. Ty Lee patted her knee affectionately and leaned into her side.

"Put your arm around me," she ordered. Azula did so happily. "Later. When you've earned it."

Azula pouted at that, but she had to admit, she liked the teasing. Ty Lee did it so well. And while they had never lain together, she hoped that would change today. Ty Lee well and truly had her attention. She slung her arm around Ty Lee's shoulder and let her cuddle up. "Where to now?"

"More shopping," Ty Lee said idly. "Then I was thinking of a good final destination…if you're amenable."

"Oh, I'll be amenable," Azula murmured. Ty Lee smacked her side. It hurt but made Azula grin. "Sorry, m'lady."

"You will be," Ty Lee muttered. "Let's have ice cream first."

"Yes, ma'am."

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Each stop was an exercise in patience as Azula bit back her inner alpha and listened to Ty Lee's commands. She must have been doing a good job of following her orders, for Ty Lee bestowed more touches on her in public. In the last shop, Ty Lee had slung Azula's arm around her waist, and urged her to squeeze her close. That put alittle pressure against the heaviness between her legs and Azula couldn't help a small sigh at that.

Back in the limo, things were getting more interesting. Ty Lee was all but straddling her, urging her to give her long, slow shuddering kisses. Azula was trembling trying to hold back. Ty Lee seemed to be enjoying it immensely, giving small moans against her as they kissed again and again. Azula's hands froze on her back when Ty Lee climbed into her lap, arching against her stiffness.

"M'lady….."

Ty Lee pressed her hands down to more interesting areas. "Touch me here… oh, yes…."

Azula blushed despite herself. Ty Lee's ass was perfection in her hands, and she couldn't help squeezing. That earned her a few moans and strokes through their clothing. Azula's temple was beginning to sweat. She gave a glare to the driver through the window separating the back from the front and he hit the button to raise it. Her hands trembled on Ty Lee's ass. Ty Lee arched against her, lining kisses down her jawline. "Azula?"

"Hmm, myuh?" Azula's mind was trying not to short-circuit at the increasingly hot touches.

"I have a suggestion for our last stop. If you're up for it."

Azula's cock throbbed between them. "You know I am, m'lady."

Ty Lee cupped her face between her palms and gave her a soft kiss. "Good." She called directions to the driver and once they arrived, she slid off Azula's lap looking slightly flustered but still put together. Azula took longer to collect herself. Damn, she was hard.

The lobby of the building they arrived at was dimly lit, red silk curtains concealing room doors from the main area. Ty Lee spoke to the mistress up front and all too soon they were in their own room, soundproof and decorated with a wide comfortable sofa, bright red, silky curtains hanging along the walls. A table with interesting implements waited across the room and Azula's eyebrow rose high.

Ty Lee's heels clicked across the room and she waited for Azula to shut the door. "Take off your clothes. I want to see what I'll be enjoying," she murmured. Azula's blood boiled. She began to unbutton her shirt quickly.

"No. Slowly. Like that…" Ty Lee's eyes ran up and down the toned torso of her best friend. Well, that title was going out the window if she had her way. And the way Azula was looking at her, she felt the same way.

"Good. Now, on your knees." Ty Lee sat on the sofa legs slightly spread. She could see Azula gazing hungrily at the expanse of bare flesh her dress showed and knelt quickly enough. "Unfasten your pants. Lower them…."

As Azula obeyed her, Ty Lee felt her blood boil. She was trusting her. And boy did she want to reward her for that trust….

End for now

End notes. Well. Review if you want more :P I'll take some suggestions as well. Cheers, lovelies!

Pen 3/6/2021