Author's Disclaimer: I don't own anything belonging to "ATLA" they all belong to Bryke.
Author's notes: The notion of this chapter came from CharlieBarrow. Many thanks. Also, many lines, reworked came from her. The entirety of the Mai and Ty Lee conversations and some other, ahem, circumstances, came from her. My many thanks for beta reading as well.
"By Your command"
Chapter fourteen "Arrangement for Three"
Azula didn't think her honeymoon would start off so pleasantly, but she was surprised, nonetheless. First, she had her own private jet to fly with her new bride and her lover. Ty Lee and Mai seemed to have come to some unspoken compromise and for her sake, if there were any arguments, it wasn't in front of her. So Azula was able to relax, reading through her martial arts magazine, sipping idly at a glass of wine.
They had their own private suite on the beach and the first night they spent laughing and drinking around a bonfire a stone's throw from the water. Ty Lee had been giggling, laying on her back in the sand and Azula had been inspired to lean down and kiss her.
Then the topic of her seed had come up, and though Azula's face had been red in a blush, she found the way her wife and lover went about it in a fascinating way in their buzzed state.
"I want Azula's seed, all of it. Is that too selfish?" Ty Lee had giggled. Mai giggled beside her.
"Do you want a child?" she'd asked both of them. Azula shared a look with Ty Lee. They were so in tandem they didn't need to speak aloud, but Ty Lee answered anyway.
"If Ozai demands it, I'll do it….I want it," Ty Lee had confessed. Something warm moved in Azula's heart and she leaned down to kiss Ty Lee's brow protectively.
"Then I'll give it to you," she purred. Ty Lee's eyes were shining with happiness up at her.
"I don't want it. Your father has put us all in a weird position as it is," Mai had commented a little too lucidly out loud. Azula agreed.
"He can't take our good time away. Let's get in the water," Azula grinned, standing up to strip. Both women joined her, and shrieks erupted from the water as they played and swam.
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The honeymoon had been enjoyable.
They'd learned to sleep and share the same bed and if Azula's snoring got too annoying, Mai moved to the comfy couch in the sitting room. Ty Lee loved sleeping wrapped around Azula's torso, so she stayed.
The sex had moved to established areas. Mai and Ty Lee had come to an agreement after the night swim that to keep any potential children away, Ty Lee would be the one to receive Azula's come. Mai could be as inventive as she wanted to keep it away from her cave. Azula didn't mind much as long as they had a good time together. Away from the hustle and bustle of her job, father and the city, Azula was happier. So was Ty Lee and Mai even looked mellow.
But they had to go back sometime. Once back home, Mai moved into Azula's flat. She kept her own bedroom and Ty Lee slept over as many times in the week as she could. If Azula wanted to spend time with Mai, she just came to her bedroom. So far, the arrangement was working for them.
Then Ozai had announced their company's fashion convention across the continent. It was a big event that she and Zuzu usually had to prep for months in advance to ensure a good winter return on their product. Azula reflected she hadn't prepped for it this year. Ty Lee had kept coming up in her thoughts.
Azula remembered getting the email and Ty Lee ducking into her office five minutes after. She had a feeling her lover knew how to gain access to her account was one thing, seeing it confirmed was another. But Azula didn't care. In her inner thoughts, she knew she didn't trust anyone more than Ty Lee. Ty Lee had perched on the arm of her chair, letting Azula sling an arm around her waist and hold her close as they whispered thoughts and plans.
Azula looked so stressed, it could be a crucial breaking point. Ty Lee had announced she would go in her stead, gain all the fashion approvals for the next stage in their brand. Azula had stared at her with mute appeal and bowed her head against her breast. It WAS less on her plate, but…
"I'll miss you," Azula had whispered. A week, one whole week this convention would keep Ty Lee away from her. She'd have a hopefully low-key work week without her help. Ty Lee lifted her face and kissed her cheek.
"I'll miss you more," she smiled widely. "Come on, cheer up. I'll get the work done for us. You need to relax, my princess."
Relaxing was further from Azula's mind, contemplating the days they'd be apart. She didn't know how she'd stand it.
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The morning of Ty Lee's flight was somewhat sad for both of them. Mai had said goodbye to her over breakfast at their flat, and Azula took half the day off to escort her to the company private jet herself. A few other workers were meeting on the tarmac and Azula barely nodded as many made their greetings, bowing at the waist to her.
Azula walked Ty Lee onto the jet first, and led her to the back area, pulling a curtain back to block anyone taking a view of their goodbye. She took Ty Lee's hands in both of hers and tried to smile. She knew it was a bad attempt when Ty Lee made THAT look with her lips pursed just so.
"Oh, 'Zula…. It's only seven days," Ty Lee tried to joke gamely. She stood on her tiptoes and brushed a soft kiss against Azula's lips. Out of most of their embraces, this one was more heartfelt, but it shook Azula all the more for its sincerity. She lowered her head, kissing Ty Lee softly, for once, not trying to dominate or claim. She merely felt her omega's lips against hers and she pulled back when she tasted the salt of a tear.
"Ty?" she asked, opening startled golden eyes. Ty Lee HAD started to cry, and she wiped her thumb over her cheek, swiping a tear away. "Hey…"
Ty Lee held her hand to her cheek then smiled fiercely. "I'll miss you. Have fun with Mai. Just not too much fun."
She was kidding, as much as she was able to, with their arrangement. Azula nodded, mind deflating over having to endure work and a week away from a lover that knew her so well. She helped Ty Lee over to a back chair, setting her in it. Ty Lee giggled when Azula leaned to strap her seat belt over her lap.
"We're not taking off yet," she teased. Azula knelt down and kissed Ty Lee's brow.
"I know….I just don't know what I'd do without you," she muttered. Ty Lee's heart thudded at her words. She clutched Azula's hand and squeezed it.
"My princess, you should get going. We need to board," one of the stewardesses swept past the curtain, addressing them. Ty Lee waved as Azula strode down the aisle of the jet for the door. At the top of the ramp, she turned and gave a nod to her lover, golden eyes gleaming. Ty Lee took in her strong stance against the doorframe before she disappeared. Sighing, Ty Lee leaned back into her chair. She stared out the window beside her, thumb rubbing absently over her cell phone, and settled back for the pre-flight check off.
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Azula took her limo back to her father's company building in silence, chin perched on one fist. What was wrong with her? She kept going over each remembered curve of her lover, every line of her features, her bright brown eyes that lit up for her, her sweet voice. Was it because she'd always been with her? Every day during their school years, and their current jobs had brought them to close proximity as well. The most she could recall; she hadn't been with Ty Lee longer than a school holiday had kept them apart.
Even in her most ruthless business dealings, the severity of her actions and words had been tempered by Ty Lee's watchful eyes. She'd wanted to be herself, but not so much of an outraged lordling punishing those that went against her. And she COULD be cruel. Ty Lee brought out her strongest encounters, Azula was certain of it. What was it? Was it she wanted to always shine in her omega's eyes? Since when did she think of Ty Lee as solely her omega? But despite her marriage, despite Mai, Ty Lee hadn't been driven off. She'd accepted the circumstances and worked around it admirably. She'd even pulled Azula to her more strongly.
Azula sighed, rubbing two fingers over her brow. She didn't know if the poets would call this "love" but the persistent lingering want to vomit was overpowering. Without Ty Lee at her side, she felt untethered, flailing in the storm. When her driver stopped at the company building, Azula hopped out quietly, dragging her briefcase after.
Love, the poets and writers could keep it. But she would grab hold of Ty Lee after this week. Their first hug would be very close, and she had no intention of letting go.
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Mai smiled as she read the notification on her cell phone, picking it up to answer. She'd texted Azula a few times during the workday and while Azula could be rather clipped through a text, she enjoyed hearing from her anyway.
"Ty Lee. This is a welcome surprise," she teased into the phone. A giggle greeted her. "Did you get there okay?"
"Uh huh! We just landed. In my cab going to the hotel. Don't worry, I'm alone," Ty Lee said. "Has Azula texted you today?"
Mai knew Ty Lee knew Azula's schedule quite intimately. She knew she was leaving the building just now or within the last ten minutes. Shed be on her way to the flat now. "Yes. She seemed rather busy. Don't worry, I tried to be light. Not that that's easy."
Ty Lee giggled but her tone turned serious quickly. "Was she in a bad mood?"
There was a slam as the flat door opened then closed hard. Mai looked up as the alpha in question all but slunk in. Her strong shoulders were slumped, and she had a look of utter frustration across her face, distorting her beautiful features. "She just walked in."
When Azula's frown didn't subside or move at all, Mai sighed, rolling her eyes. "And she's definitely in a bad mood."
Ty Lee sighed on the other end. "I knew she'd be. Listen, Mai…..Azula can't be down like that. Not for too long. She doesn't bounce back like most people would."
Mai frowned, watching her erstwhile husband drop her briefcase, shuck off her suit jacket and toss it at a kitchen chair. It hit the chair and slid to the tiled floor. Mai watched Azula disappear down the hall and stomp to her bedroom. The door opened a little quieter this time, but no less firm for her sour intentions.
"Why? So, she's grumpy, big deal, she'll get over it," Mai said.
Ty Lee immediately disagreed. "No, no. you don't know her like I do! Azula can get…. very dark. Very fast. And she can get, well…. she acts out when she's in her dark place. Let's just say when she's unhappy, EVERYONE is unhappy."
"She didn't put her briefcase away. And she threw her suit jacket on the floor."
Ty Lee groaned to herself. "Oh boy…"
"Oh boy, what?"
"Does that sound like her to you?"
Mai paused and frowned going over that. The somewhat clean and quiet flat suddenly took on an air of danger she hadn't noticed before. But it was Azula. Surely, she could help…tame her. Suddenly, she found herself missing Ty Lee as well. "So, she…. what, throws a tantrum? I've seen her pissed before."
Ty Lee groaned over the line. "Mai, this is Azula! She's strong, and smart, gorgeous and…..deadly."
Mai paused, taking it in. It was true Azula had a strong and dangerous side. Normally many only witnessed it in the board room. Ozai seemed to delight in his children admonishing those under them and both wielded their power as expertly as they could under his watchful eye. The boardroom, the one place Ty wasn't allowed, now that Mai thought about it. As Azula's wife, she was permitted to attend these meetings and was expected to do so at some point in the future. She rarely did now as she found the whole process boring.
She DID remember what happened in the last board meeting. A hot-headed young executive had tried to speak over her in one occurrence. Azula's reaction had been swift and decisive. Her words were sharp, and she'd made the man sit down, face red in embarrassment. Within hours, she'd stripped him of his position and pride within the company and he'd left, crestfallen, his tail between his legs.
What Mai remembered most after that meeting, was the amped limo drive home. Azula had laughed with her about the verbal duel, golden eyes gleaming with pride as she went over each word. Mai had laughed with her, then once home, Ty Lee was waiting, and Azula had immediately carted her off to her bedroom. Mai remembered she'd needed her earphones to block out the noise of their bed activities that night. Azula's pride seemed to have inflated her lust, for she had kept at it for quite awhile.
Ty Lee went on, her lilting voice loud in Mai's ear. "Azula needs to be, well, taken care of is the best way to explain it. You can't understand the stress she's under in her position. Ozai… you know how he is. She needs distractions from her work. That's my job. Well, self-proclaimed job."
A small giggle at that. Mai nodded to herself.
"Why do you think we bang so much? Not that I'm complaining. Azula's loads of fun, and we have a really good time. Besides being fun, it's the only way I've found to keep her….well, I dunno, sane. At least in one piece."
Mai eyed Azula's bedroom door. Through the crack, she could make her out pacing back and forth. Ty was onto something.
"Mai, I know our relationships with Azula are kinda weird. I love her….with everything I have." A swallow over the line before Ty Lee went on. "I bet you love her too, in your own way. A different way. And we have a weird relationship too. You're like my other best friend. Azula being best, of course."
Mai chuckled as Ty Lee paused, giggling. "Yeah, we're definitely a terrible trio."
Ty Lee giggled again then got serious. "Mai, listen to me. I trust you. I trust you with her." Mai made out Azula pacing past her door again. Her hair was loose and swayed over her shoulders as she moved. "So as my best friend, I'm asking you to take care of my, well, very best friend."
Her words would have sounded juvenile to anyone else listening in, but Mai could hear the serious tone of her friend. Ty Lee was asking a lot of her.
"You mean….'take care of her,' as you would," Mai ventured.
"Yeah," Ty Lee coughed. A long pause erupted between them. "Can you do that? For me? And for her?"
Mai paused, thinking. There were rules and boundaries Ty Lee had set into place the moment Azula had chosen Mai to be her wife. Mai had agreed to all of them. As crazy as the whole situation was, it was still a heck of a better deal than anyone else her parents could have picked out for her. At least she liked her wife at least a little. Make that a lot. As if hearing her thoughts, Azula paused at the crack of her bedroom door, wild eyes seeking her out. Their eyes locked across the flat.
She lifted an eyebrow curiously. "What? What are you looking at?"
Mai smirked at her and answered Ty. "Yeah, I can do that."
Azula cocked her head again and came out of her bedroom, stockinged feet moving fast. "Who are you talking to?"
Ty Lee laughed over the phone. "Take pictures for me!"
Mai blinked, holding up a hand to Azula to stop her from advancing. "Wait, what? No!"
She could HEAR the pout in Ty Lee's voice over the phone. "Hey, I'm alone here, ya know. Send me something so sticky hot I won't wanna stay here…."
Azula frowned opposite her and started to prowl forward. "Mai! Who are you speaking with."
Her question came out as a command, but Mai frowned back at her, refusing to wrap up her conversation quickly. But she could see the stress almost vibrate off of her wife. She had never seen Azula this way without Ty to intervene and smooth things over. What a dilemma. Mai crossed her legs and scooted to the edge of the couch, making room and patted the seat beside her.
Scowling, Azula plopped down, knees spread, trying not to look like a petulant child for obeying. Mai smirked at her. "Alright, I'll take care of everything. You have fun with whatever it is you have to do there. Leave Azula to me."
Ty Lee gave an exasperated sigh over the phone. "I'm trusting you here." Her words, while exasperated, gave a hint of her sweet feelings for Azula. Mai grunted and said goodbye, hanging up her cell and setting it on the coffee table. Azula continued glaring at her. Both women stared at each other, not breaking eye contact.
Azula broke the silence first, finally. "What!" she snapped.
Mai chuckled, driving Azula further up the wall. She crossed her arms, her dress sleeves rolled up revealing tensed forearms. Mai laid a hand over Azula's arm, getting her to uncross. She danced her fingers lightly up her dress shirt, over the buttons down the front. "Just got off the phone with Ty Lee. She says hi by the way and got there safely."
Mai was quick to observe the sudden shift in Azula's mood. Some of her tension seemed to sag from her form, her shoulders lowering from their tense posture. A notification blip erupted from her phone and Azula glanced at a new text, nodding with satisfaction. "She says she got there. Good…"
Mai nods, tracing her fingers down Azula's torso. The muscles she traced through the shirt tensed on reflex. Azula set her phone down, her attention slowly being ensnared. She's fooled around with her wife a few times, and aside from the wedding night, they'd all kept to Ty Lee's rules. Even though Azula was a prime example of an ultimate alpha, she held herself in a reserved way sometimes. Ty Lee had been enough to capture her attentions and affection.
The stories Ty Lee had bragged about with her in private! Azula hadn't bothered or needed to stray once they'd gotten involved. No one understood her like she did, all that mushy sentiment. While Ty Lee took care of all of Azula's wants and needs, there hadn't been the need to fool around lately. But Azula looked surprised at her wandering hands and steady gaze.
"She said to remind you she'll be gone at least a week. She'll try to finish up early if she can."
Azula nods, looking put out.
"She asked for a favor from me."
"And that is…." Azula paused. When Mai didn't answer, she gave a huff. "What? Water her plants? She brough them all here, and I DO check them in the morning. I told her I'd take care of them…."
Mai shook her head, her hand finally settling on the bulge between Azula's thighs. Azula gave a slight gasp as Mai squeezed softly.
"Actually, she asked me to take care of you."
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The next morning, Ty Lee was in full swing of the fashion convention. She met with many designers, taking a few out to coffee already, with plans for dinner for others. There was a reason Ozai's fashion brand had taken off in the past few years with Ty Lee helping run things. Now there was a speaker on stage, making a run for a new definition of boring, apparently. Ty Lee was trying not to openly rub her face when she glanced at her cell. Seeing it was from Mai put a quick grin on her face.
Angling her phone to her chest, Ty Lee kept it from prying eyes around her as best she could as she opened the text. 'Oh, a picture,' Ty Lee was thinking when she scanned down to it. Her lips parted and she gave an audible gasp. The woman beside her gave her a curious glance when Ty Lee clamped the cell to her breasts, hiding the picture. When the woman looked away, Ty Lee angled it back to take another peek.
The pic was very much a surprise. In it, the vantage point was from the ground by Azula's feet, peeking up between her spread legs. Azula's head was tilted back on the back of the sofa, apparently gasping for breath. Her cock was out, poking through her open slacks, held in one of Mai's hands. There were splatters of her come over her lap and glistening on her naked abs. Ty Lee closed the message, trying not to lick her lower lip openly. Azula's dress shirt was open, her bra shoved up to expose her torso. She wanted to be there, dragging her tongue through the glistening trails of come gleaming all along Azula's abs.
Her mind was threatening to short circuit. Ty Lee flipped her pen a little too quickly in her fingers and almost dropped it as her mind spun in circles over the text. Azula was such a neat freak, she didn't like to sit in her own juices, as it were, at least for too long. To see her openly splayed for such a decadent picture was mind-blowing. The picture had captured her panting breaths, and the grimace of pleasure on her beautiful features.
Ty Lee knew she was blushing, no getting around that. She coughed quietly under her breath, pretending to listen to the lecture. But her thighs were trembling. Another notification on her phone. Ty Lee opened the text, not daring to breath.
Another from Mai. "Is this what you wanted?"
Ty Lee gaped at the five words which spoke volumes to her over-heated brain. She fired off a text in response.
"Fuck yes."
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The next picture came the next day during lunch. Ty Lee looked up from her fruit salad, eagerly opening the picture. What she saw made her choke in surprise. Calling out a feeble excuse, she left the table of designers and high-tailed it to the lady's room. Inside a stall, Ty Lee opened the text again. Azula looked outraged in the photo and while she wanted to giggle, Ty Lee focused on the details.
Mai had somehow gotten Azula to pose on her hands and knees, hair a mess. Maybe she'd just woken up. Mai was kneeling behind her, and the angle of the photo showed her hand grasping Azula's cock between her legs. Mai's dark lipstick was present in the photo, and all along the gleaming shaft in her hand. There were strains of come leaking from the tip and marks of Mai's lipstick all along the head. Even more interesting were the matching lipstick stains on and around Azula's puckered asshole.
The next text made Ty Lee groan in commiseration. "Wish you could have heard the sound she made!"
As Ty Lee was ready to leave the stall and make herself presentable, she got another text.
'I'm locked in my bedroom; she's banging on the door. If I die, tell my parents I died with honor.'
Ty Lee choked with laughter at that, but she hoped Azula wouldn't punish Mai. She hoped Azula would just calm down, but she knew that wasn't an option with her alpha.
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Azula was getting pissed. It had been two days since the…..groping and anal licking Mai had surprised her with. She had been close, so it hadn't mattered, but the fact she'd done it had annoyed and turned her on. After pounding on her door and screaming, Azula had avoided her, and Mai had done her best to stay out of sight. Work had been more than annoying and Azula was very close to shouting back at her father. There'd be consequences if she did, and she was this close to not caring about her physical well-being.
AND it was two more days before Ty was due home. She texted the business end, her tips and angles on the fashion brands and new designers she'd talked to. Yes, yes, very good. She just wanted to be wrapped between her lover's legs, with her head pillowed on her breasts, hoping to catch her breath and a shred of her sanity. Spirits, she needed a moment….
She hadn't gone without pleasure. Mai would tease her relentlessly. Sure, she'd reached her end each time, but Mai was getting on her nerves about it. A hand job in the morning helped before work. Mai had surprised her twice in her private executive restroom during lunch break. Teases and kisses had her hard with the promise of release later. Mai had even bothered to cook for her and after dinner, would climb onto her lap, grinding down onto her. When Azula was good and ready to go, and her hands would start to wander, Mai would get up and go to her room, saying goodnight. After grousing off to bed with a quick release by her hand, Azula was awakened each night with Mai's lips wrapped around the base of her shaft, blowing her to a mind-numbing orgasm.
Azula was tense; she didn't know what Mai would do next and while it was intriguing, it was stressing her out quite abit. Ty would at least warn her before teasing her. Mai just got her erect and left her bereft half the times. She was worse than Ty! At least after teasing, Ty would pin her down and climb on top during their sessions, or let her pin her down, wriggling just so beneath her in all the right ways and let Azula have her way with her. She could be her alpha self and enjoy the climb.
Not so with Mai. She was a conniving bitch, using….tactics! 'How dare she,' Azula thought petulantly, sneering to herself as she scratched the half tent in her slacks. She'd sworn to her lovers she wouldn't impregnant Mai. The best way to avoid that was with a helping hand, as it were, a willing mouth, or straight up not fucking her. But she just kept….on tempting her! Without the balm Ty Lee gave her after their pleasure, it was fucking with Azula's mind. She wanted in Mai very badly.
That evening, Mai hadn't bothered to set her dinner out. Azula had picked through the fridge, making a plate out of several left-over containers. After a grumbling meal alone, she went over her reports on the sofa. Ty Lee had last texted her a few hours ago. She must be busy. Azula sighed, trying not to feel lonely, then her spine straightened when Mai sauntered in, slightly sweaty from a work-out. She was in her exercise clothes, yoga pants and a crop top, and the clinging material put her curves on display. Azula swallowed, her loins growing warm.
It had been two days since that tongue stunt. Mai hadn't touched Azula since. Well, after Azula had chased her around, threatening to maim her. It was a clear message and Mai had paid heed to it. Even so, Azula was still pent up and with Mai on the couch all but ignoring her, looking at her phone, and she'd been sporting half an erection all the time since, she was ready to erupt.
Mai's hip curved to the side and Azula's eyes fell on her ass. Well, there was an interesting thought. Azula hadn't really thought about anal before, at least being a priority. She was content with her lover's mouths, and Ty's pussy. Now though… Ty had forbidden her from impregnating Mai. She wanted to do that one day. But she hadn't forbade her from sex in general. Her cock would just go in another area. Azula was congratulating herself on the thought when Mai looked up, a questioning look on her face. Azula hadn't realized she was growling until she felt herself vibrating.
"What? What's up with you?" Mai said. Azula clambered over the sofa, straddling Mai's hips.
"Shut up," Azula growled. Her cock pressed against the side of Mai's hip and her ass, and her wife blinked at her in surprise. "You've been pushing your luck all week. That ends now."
Mai frowned, pinned down by an enraged alpha hovering over her hips. She could feel her ardor pressing against her. "You sound upset, Azula. Have you not enjoyed yourself? You do come so hard when I….."
"I told you to shut up!" Azula snapped. Mai wisely lay there, feeling the tension in Azula's body. A subtle sniff and she could smell her want clearly. But even without smell, she could feel how hard Azula was. She was trying not to hump her ass through their clothes, but she was barely restraining herself as it was. Azula was hesitant and Mai thought she knew why. She'd seen Azula climb on top of Ty Lee and with just a playful thrust of her hips, have her. Maybe she knew her limits with Ty Lee, and not so with her. Azula was trying to test out the merits of their boundaries, where she could cross and if she should.
Mai smirked, sitting up. Azula backed up at the sudden movement, trying not to press against her again. "You seem to have something in mind. What do you want?"
There, she straight up asked what was between them. Azula half straddled one of her legs, biting her lip. Ty Lee always knew what she wanted, and even if she didn't, what she suggested was a welcome thought. She always seemed to respond to her unspoken thoughts well. While their connection was eerie in how in tune they were together, Azula cursed herself mentally. Mai was offering a clear communication, she just had to take her up on it. And maybe her cock would be wrapped in something other than her mouth.
"I want to fuck you," Azula said. Mai laughed and Azula scowled at her.
"That's against the rules," Mai said. Azula glowered at her.
"No, it's not. The rules are I can't knock you up."
Mai got the gist what Azula was getting at but decided to needle her further. "So, how do you plan on fucking me? According to Ty, your pull-out game is non-existent."
Azula had the decency to blush at that, scrubbing her neck with one fist. She pouted, looking away. Mai waited, letting Azula calm down before answering her.
"In the ass. That's where I wanna do it."
"You're going to fuck me in the ass?" Mai grinned.
Azula nodded stubbornly. "Yes."
Mai held her gaze silently before pushing at her to get off her leg. Standing, and stretching, Mai moved toward her bedroom. "Okay."
Azula sputtered. "Where are you…."
"Well, I'm not doing it on the sofa. You want my ass, we're doing it in a bed," Mai retorted. Azula followed her a little too quickly, unbuttoning her dress shirt as she went. She waited outside Mai's bedroom door then entered, one hand on her belt buckle. She paused, taking in the sight of Mai, naked, on the sheets, a bottle of lube in one hand, the other between her cheeks, stroking herself.
At Azula's stare, Mai smirked. "Did you think you were going in dry? You get a big enough head as it is, but you're very…..endowed."
Azula smirked, unzipping her slacks. Her tented shorts strained, and she kicked them off as well. She remembered the rest of her clothes coming off, hopping on the bed and landing on her back. Mesmerized by Mai's hands, hot all over her and a few kisses. Freezing at the first touch of her cock head against Mai's rear entrance. Mai's eyes were closed as she slowly rocked back and forth against her, struggling to sink down and take her.
Azula was just so large…. Then, nothing but clinging warmth and loud gasps.
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Ty Lee glanced at her phone, blushing as she went over the newest pictures. The time stamp said it was happening, right now, and each image had her wishing the cab driver would hurry. Just hurry!
She'd left the fashion convention that morning, cashing in her chips with company workers she knew to let her take the private jet back quickly by herself. She'd feigned that Azula had needed stats quickly and she was about finished anyways, but her desire had ridden over any sane thoughts. Ty Lee barely remembered to tip the driver when she paid him and pulled her one bag with her out, and into Azula's unit building. She vibrated with need and the elevator was going so slowly!
When the doors dinged open, Ty Lee all but ran down the hall and around the corner. She jumbled the flat keys out, and could barely twist and turn, pushing in and dropping her purse, bag down and barely remembering to shut the door. A series of moans drifted to her ears and Ty Lee followed to Mai's bedroom.
She smiled when she saw her alpha, naked and sweating, trembling as her cock sank into Mai's ass, inch by slippery inch. Once seated, Azula gasped, closing her eyes, her hips rolling upward slowly. Mai whimpered above her and after a minute, Ty Lee cleared her throat. Two sets of eyes met her, and she grinned.
"Miss me much?" she asked, kicking off her heels and starting to strip. Azula gaped at her in surprise, then gave her a thirsty look, thrusting harder up into Mai.
End for now
End notes: Big thanks to CharlieBarrow for keeping this one alive. Like it, guys, hate it, drop a review, let me know. Many lines, especially the "pull out game" line is directly from CharlieBarrow. I reworked a lot of lines, but that line is word for word cause it's so funny :)
Sincerely, pen 7/16/2022
