Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Avatar: the last Airbender!" Nothing
Author's notes: Still in the tail end of Ty Lee's heat. Events placed throughout.
Maraghoul, my friend, thanks for tickling my mind with thoughts of plot. Enjoy!
"Stoking the fire"
Chapter four "Fire Sage's Temple"
Zuko sighed as he entered the main corridor of the Fire Sage's Temple. The ancient structure of the capital city had been elaborately constructed over five thousand years ago and always served to intimidate him. He tried not to slump his shoulders as he passed the twining dragons carved into the main entryway. The Head Fire Sage had asked for his presence after breakfast and Zuko had left Mai with a sweet kiss goodbye. She didn't think anything untoward of the request and had gone to tea with her family.
Zuko adjusted the sleeves of his tunic. He had dressed to impress, with cloak and armor over an elaborated stitched tunic. He really liked to wear his long Fire Lord's robes meeting certain dignitaries and relaxing in the royal apartments. But whenever the Fire Sages wanted his attention, especially after his coronation, it was never a time to relax. Zuko was greeted by a few junior sages who directed him to a side chamber. Zuko followed, trying not to feel the weight of the years press on him.
Tapestries detailing depictions of the Fire Sages rise and accumulation of wisdom from the beginning of the Fire Nation to present year decorated the walls they passed. Zuko watched them out of the corner of his eye as he moved behind the middle-aged man. He gestured and Zuko quickened his pace.
"Please wait in here, Fire Lord," the man suggested. He held open the door to the sitting room. It was sparsely decorated and far more spartan than the elaborate carvings and designs in the rest of the temple. Zuko reflected it was a poor choice for a meeting but he sat at the ancient stone table. The Head Fire Sage walked in from a different entrance from across the chamber and Zuko warily watched him.
The old man had a long white beard that fell halfway down his chest and tired eyes. He had officiated at his wedding so Zuko tried to be lenient. But he had a feeling he would have little patience over the topic he figured would be on the old man's mind. Zuko was not disappointed when the Head Fire Sage set down a few scrolls with scrawled notes. He sat opposite Zuko and gave a small cough.
"Good morning, Fire Lord Zuko. Did you have an auspicious few nights?" he inquired. Zuko quirked a brow.
"If you're asking about the royal bed-warming, it went well. Thanks for asking." Zuko couldn't keep a bite from his tone. He knew it came with the title, but he was starting to be severely annoyed at the questions and inquiries into his and Mai's sexual habits. Zuko idly wondered if his father had been this pestered during his marriage to his mother before he or Azula were born. Somehow, he thought not.
"Now, now, Fire Lord, it is our duty to ask about your duty," The Head Fire Sage said. He stroked his beard with a bony hand. "You may recall our examination of the Fire Lady was inconclusive before the wedding."
"You put your hands all over Mai, yes, I recall," Zuko crossed his arms. "You were worried about her chi?"
"Her responses were somewhat belated, Fire Lord. If the Fire Lady isn't pregnant after her next heat, we can easily supply a fertility tea," The Head Fire Sage suggested. "As we know, your responses were well in hand."
Zuko blushed, tugging at the edge of his tunic. He knew which body part had gone into which hand and he wanted to leave that examination far behind. "I hope that won't be necessary, Fire Sage."
"You are young," the Head Fire Sage said. "But a little nudge could help push the right conclusion to a favorable outcome."
Zuko sighed and rested his brow on one raised hand. "I'm only twenty-two. Isn't it a little premature to be this worried about a pregnancy?"
"One of the Fire Sage's purposes is to support the legacy of the Fire Lord. A legacy requires an heir," The Head Fire Sage sniffed at him. He sounded as if he were reciting a fact to a willful child. Zuko sighed internally.
"Of course," he said. After several questions concerning his health, with focus surprisingly on his bowel habits and diet, Zuko was allowed to leave. He strode out of the stone room, cloak swirling, feeling his mind whirl in different directions.
He was virile and in the peak of health and Mai was the same age and in similar good health. They had plenty of sex as it was, and Zuko didn't want them to be tired of it after all the times they'd tried for a baby. They still had a long life ahead of them, after all.
'Wonder what she'll say if I suggest the fertility tea,' Zuko thought. He sighed and went to find his Fire Lady. Just at present, he wanted to bask in the comfort Mai gave him.
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Ying rubbed slow circles along Ty Lee's back. The acrobat slept fitfully and when she woke at odd intervals, she gasped with lust. At least she was sleeping again. It was the second day of her heat and didn't look to be slaking anytime soon. Ying tried to push her assurances through her chi to the sleeping omega. She all too well knew how wretched a heat was without a partner to fulfill it, but she hoped she was good company. Ty Lee seemed wrapped up in her own misery when she was awake.
Ying's eyes were soft with concern as she watched Ty Lee breathe deeply, breast rising and falling. She knew Ty Lee had traveled with Fire Princess Azula in the past, and it was that involvement that had gotten her arrested where she'd met the Kyoshi Warriors. But to seek her out for a heat? Ying had only seen Azula on a handful of occasions since her house arrest, and she did cut an intimidating figure. But there was something unstable about her and her eyes seemed to see right through you. Ying just hoped Ty Lee knew what she was doing.
Ty Lee groaned and scrubbed a fist against her eye. "What time is it?" she croaked. Ying rubbed her back.
"Just past midday. You finally got some sleep," Ying said. "You need it."
"I'm so turned on, I'm surprised I did," Ty Lee said. She clutched Azula's borrowed robe around her, thinking of the partner she had left in a puddle of her own limbs. "I want her so much but she probably hates me now."
It was an understatement of the obvious but did nothing to ease the hurt of the situation. 'Azula, I didn't mean it,' Ty Lee thought sadly. Ying let her rest her head on her shoulder and she rubbed her back.
"Let things come in time. You just need to figure out the next few days," Ying said encouragingly. Ty Lee smiled against her sleeve.
"How come you always know what to say?" she asked. Ying tapped a friendly fist on her back.
"I'm your best friend. I'll always know what to say," she grinned. As Ty Lee eased back down on the bed, Ying prepared her another mixture tea to subdue her scent. Ying set the cup beside her bed and stood, adjusting her bed robe. She was almost tempted to ask Ty Lee if she needed any help when her hand stole between her thighs.
"I'll be right back," Ying said softly. Ty Lee nodded, burying her face into the mattress. She gave a soft gasp.
Ying took a moment to exit their room and went around the common room. She found a scroll she had been reading and tucked it under her arm. Tsung sidled out of her room and regarded her sister in arms.
"How is she?" Tsung asked, looking toward her bedroom. Ying cocked her head to the side. Her eyes darted down to note a bandage over Tsung's forearm and she felt guilty for not being there to administer first-aid to her injury.
"I'm sorry I didn't notice. I was too caught up in caring for Ty Lee after the attack…." Ying murmured.
"It's nothing," Tsung shrugged, but Ying knew she was hurt. "Is Ty Lee well?"
"In heat. I think Ty Lee really is in love with the Fire Princess. I'm surprised she was able to get away," Ying said idly, looking around. She made to tidy up another of their sister's mess when Tsung touched her arm, halting her.
"I think I know how she feels," Tsung said. A blush spread across Ying's face. Tsung was a beta, and didn't have to endure the heats she and other omegas did, but it didn't mean Tsung hadn't been there to help her in the past.
"I thought we weren't going to talk about it," Ying pleaded. Tsung regarded her with a serious look.
"I've been waiting, Ying. You know my feelings." Tsung said. Ying watched her sadly.
"I know, but…"
"You should get back to Ty Lee." Tsung turned to leave and Ying noticed an extra sway in her step. "She needs you too."
Ying pursed her lips and stalked away, heart awhirl. She shut the door to her and Ty Lee's room firmly.
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Azula hissed in the corner of her bed chamber. Zuko had ordered a mechanic to solder manacles to the wall and here she was attached to them. The chains were long enough for her to reach the bed, but should she want to use the washroom, she had to ask the guard everytime. And they came in prepared. Two benders flanked the one with the keys, ready to fire upon any sudden movements. And one of them followed her in to observe her bathroom habits.
Azula had remained shifted ever since she had been dragged bodily back from Ty Lee's chambers. She ached with remembrance of Ty Lee's lust. Azula sat up and inhaled deeply. She swore she could smell the omega clear across the hallways. She was still in heat and she should have been inside her right this moment, rutting her to exhaustion.
Azula growled, mind going a fine hazy red. Ty Lee herself had been the first to paralyze her and then one of those bitch Kiyoshi Warriors had to have a go at her when she was momentarily distracted by ten male guards piling on her. That was bad enough, but Ty Lee….
"Fuck her," Azula muttered under her breath. Her cock stirred, remembering how damn good it felt being clenched by her pussy walls. Azula forgot the guards outside her door and unlaced her trousers. She pulled her rigid cock out through the opening and began stroking. She closed her eyes, trying to remember how Ty Lee's lips looked wrapped around it. Or how her hips arched when she pounded her from behind. Yes, that was the money image….. Azula panted to herself as she stroked harder and faster.
It seemed far too long since she had had to pleasure herself. Even on the run after Forgetful Valley, keeping her identity a secret, Azula hadn't had to try very hard to find a bed warmer. Idiot girls were all too happy to fawn over her strength and looks, and it didn't take much convincing to talk one into her bed. Azula looked down at her bobbing member and clenched it harder. A knot had formed so she stroked harder near the base to find release. She wasn't in front of Ty Lee and the bitch's pheromones were causing knots to form. It was maddening when you dwelled on it.
"Hnn! Yes…." Azula muttered under her breath. She shifted her hips, leaning back against the wall, her hand flying over her cock. Finally, spurts of come shot from the head and she stroked harder, extending her orgasm. Azula's feet curled into the carpet. She came down from her high and regarded the spurts of white fluid along the carpet. A few drops had splattered the lap of her trousers and Azula pursed her lip angrily. Picking up a nearby cloth, she cleaned her clothing and laced back up, momentarily satisfied.
But she wouldn't be wholly satisfied until she was back inside Ty Lee, drawing out her pleasure as her heat forced her to demand more and more.
"Fuck her and fuck Zuzu," Azula muttered. She leaned her back against the stone wall, regarding the closed door of her chamber with sullen golden eyes. She had no idea how she was going to break her bonds and find Ty Lee but she had connections. She hoped Zirin was actually doing her job and would find a way inside her chamber. Now that she was well and truly captured again, Zirin would have to carry the bulk of finding out what they needed to know.
Speaking of…
One of the guards, an earnest young man, entered her chamber with a tray of food. He set it at the nearby table and Azula watched him, cool interest in her gaze.
"You've been working for Zuko how long?" she inquired. The man straightened and gave her a somewhat terrified look.
"J-just six months. Princess," he added, as if remembering her status.
"Six months. I imagine your family has been in the employ of my family for far longer," Azula hazarded. The nod the young man gave was to be expected. She already knew the answer.
"Yes, Princess. My father served in the royal guard all his life," the young man arranged the food dishes onto the table and collected the tray under one arm. Azula gave a customary nod.
"The palace always has need of such loyalty. I trust your father will serve us for many more years as well."
Azula tried not to laugh out loud at the reaction she knew she was going to get. A stony look crossed the young man's face. "He would but… Fire Lord Zuko dismissed his regiment."
Azula placed a feigned hand against her collarbone. "Truly? Why would he do that?"
The young man bit the corner of his lip. "I don't know. But my mother sure could have used the income."
"And now it's all on you, isn't it?" Azula hazarded. The young man nodded, eyes hooded.
"I should be going, Princess," the guard said. He snapped a bow, showing respect to her rank, and turned to the door.
"Go then. And thank you for your service," she called. The young man's steps were certainly more purposeful as he exited her chamber. Azula stood and stretched, one hand going low to pull at the lap of her trousers. Her cock still hadn't gone down and seemed to be a pesky reminder of the omega who had felled her.
"I'll get her," Azula muttered to herself. She took an angry bite out of a bun. Chewing, she pulled at the fabric over her cock, giving herself a small tug. Bent over and screaming while she fucked her, preferably. Azula sat at the table, rattling the manacles on her wrist as she tugged the silver plate closer. Small strategies wound through the sharp corners of her mind.
Azula knew she'd have to get it out of her system. Ty Lee had sought HER out. Oh no, she wasn't done with her yet.
Azula ate slowly, trying not to remember the exquisite heat of the past night. Her cock ached at the thought. Azula sighed and drank her cup of tea, trying not to scald her tongue. Maybe she should just burn her tongue. It might take her mind off her stubborn erection.
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"How have you been feeling, Mai?" Michi asked. Mai sighed as she combed her long hair. Her buns were loosened and she let a servant take the comb from her and set to on her black tresses.
"If you're asking what I think you are, stop right there," Mai groaned. She sat on a stool as the servant combed her hair carefully. "It's bad enough Zuko keeps pestering me as it is."
"Zuko is the Fire Lord and your husband. You'll do as he says," Michi protested. Mai raised a brow at her mother.
"This defeatist attitude from the woman who left Father?" she wondered. Michi tucked a lock of black hair behind her ear.
"That was different. Your father wanted to drag us down with him," Michi protested. "I did it for you kids."
"Thanks, but don't show Zuko this much enthusiasm. He should have married you," Mai teased. Michi swatted her daughter on the shoulder.
"Show the Fire Lord the proper respect!" she scolded. Mai watched her with a flat face.
"I show him in his due time. Not to say he hasn't earned it lately," Mai murmured, watching her reflection in the mirror. Zuko's earnest affections were really endearing. She was glad more and more she had let him back into her life. But she was starting to gain an idea of the duties expected of a Fire Lady. Silently, Mai commended Lady Ursa in her head.
"He has!" Michi agreed. "He takes care of all of us. When Tom-Tom's grown, he'll have a fine job on the royal council, I bet."
"Where is he anyway?" Mai wondered. She heard a squeal in the adjoining room and Zuko strode in, her brother hoisted high on his shoulder.
"Lady Michi," Zuko gave a polite bow and deposited Tom-Tom into her arms. The kind smile he extended toward Mai made her heart lurch pleasantly. "My Fire Lady."
"Fire Lord," Mai teased. If he wanted to go about the title game, so be it. The maid combing Mai's hair fell into a bow on her knees. He raised a languid hand, eyes still on Mai.
"Rise," he said. Mai stood anyway, knowing the word was for the servant. She moved into Zuko's arms, allowing his warmth to cradle her. Zuko closed his eyes, put at ease after his stressful morning. He kissed the side of her temple.
"Good morning, Fire Lord Zuko," Michi gushed. Mai groaned internally, noting the blush of confusion on her husband's face. Her mother was a staunch monarchist but really, it could be too much.
"It's a fine morning, Lady Michi," Zuko's smile was wide toward his mother-in-law.
"Oh, that it is," Michi smiled. Mai captured Zuko's cheek in her palm, turning his attention to her.
"It's been awhile since we did stretches. Want to do some forms with Ty Lee?" Mai asked. She tried to imagine the dart of red across Zuko's cheeks was for her benefit.
"She's locked away right now, Mai. She's in heat," Zuko said. Mai watched him with hooded eyes and let him lead her to the adjoining room away from her mother.
"Why do I want to know why you know that?" Mai wondered. Zuko pressed a kiss against her brow.
"Azula is why," he sighed. Mai swept a glance around, despite herself.
"Isn't she locked up in her room?" she asked. Zuko nodded and set his chin on Mai's head.
"Chained to the wall now. Apparently Ty Lee got, uhm, swept up by her, and barely managed to get away."
Mai gave a soft snort. "Knowing Ty Lee, she probably cornered Azula and she was too hot to handle. I doubt anyone could get the jump on her," she said, meaning Ty Lee. Azula had been felled before by her friend and as rare an occurrence as that was, it didn't mean the Fire Princess was invincible. Zuko coughed into his fist.
"Be that as it may, Ty Lee asked to be left alone. I had no choice but to chain up Azula. She was causing trouble even on her house arrest," he complained. Mai turned into his arms and slung her own around his neck.
"Well, now that the house is under lock and key, you can relax, Fire Lord. You've earned it," Mai said, a soft smile on her lips. Zuko made himself smile for her and tilted her chin up with one long finger.
"Mai…" he stammered, heart in his eyes. Mai leaned up to kiss him.
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Zuko knocked on the common room door the Kyoshi Warriors kept and was admitted in by Suki. It was still early, and she was in her bedrobe. Her face was without warrior makeup, but she still smiled widely to Zuko.
"Good morning, Zuko. What can we do for you?" she asked. Zuko swept in beside Suki and glance around the common room.
"Is Ty Lee awake yet?" he asked. Suki nodded.
"You can go ahead and check. Ying's making breakfast," she said. Zuko nodded and knocked at the aforementioned chamber door.
A soft "Come in!" sounded and Zuko opened the door. Ty Lee's bed robe had been half fastened, the lapels open against the flesh of her belly and breasts, and she started, noting the Fire Lord. She hastily belted it and threw herself under the sheets for good measure.
"Making a habit of startling me, Zuko?" she gasped. Zuko flushed. It may have been the tail end of her heat, but Ty Lee's pheromones still bounced around and hit him in the face. He mentally sighed as his body reacted, cock stiffening between his legs. He hoped his armor and tunic would help hide it.
"I thought it'd be over," he stammered. "I can come back…."
"No, please, sit," Ty Lee sat up, robe covering her sufficiently and patted the edge of her bed. "Why so early, if I can ask?"
"I couldn't sleep," Zuko admitted. Ty Lee's pretty face wrinkled in a frown.
"Fire Lord duties?" she asked. Zuko rubbed the back of his neck, his previous talk with the Head Fire Sage in his mind.
"Something like that," he admitted. "My father may have been a bad man, but he made all this look way too simple."
Ty Lee leaned closer, concerned. Sometimes her heat made her overly protective of her friends and she wished she could erase the lines of worry between Zuko's eyes. "To talk about your father like that, you must be troubled," Ty Lee noted. "Anything you want to talk about?"
"Besides the nobles that want my head on a platter? Not much," Zuko lied. "It's hard, Ty Lee. I have to trust the loyalty of my guards, but I think my association with the Avatar is the only thing keeping some of them in line."
"That's why you have us," Ty Lee declared, trying to set his mood right. "The Kyoshi Warriors have your back."
"Thanks," Zuko gave a flash of his old smile and Ty Lee was set at ease. "That IS an assuring thought. But I really came to see how you were doing, not complain about my worries."
"As well as I can be. At least this dratted heat is almost over," Ty Lee played with one of the sleeves of her robe. Zuko nodded, clenching his hands over his knees.
"Is there anything you need?" Zuko asked. Ty Lee wanted to ask after Azula, but she bit her lip. She shook her head slowly, braid swaying.
"I'll be fine, Zuko," Ty Lee lied. Zuko clasped her shoulder and rose to his feet.
"Hope to see you at forms sometime soon," he said. Ty Lee brightened. She had practiced firebending forms, minus the ability to bend the element, with Azula once upon a time. Zuko was far more patient and more of a pleasure to practice with.
"I'll be out there eventually," she said. "Please…make sure Azula's taken care of."
Zuko's mind jumped but he nodded, trying to calm her. "I will…."
Ty Lee flopped on her back as the Fire Lord left. One hand stole over her belly and she traced small circles. Her pussy dampened as she remembered the first few times Azula had pressed her into the mattress. That one time in the field couldn't compare. Azula had been truly unhinged, desperate and straining on top of her. Her sweat had made her pale flesh gleam and Ty Lee's grasping hands clutched her back up and down as her legs had wound around the alpha's waist. Ty Lee scrubbed a wrist across her eyes, remembering the harsh gasps against her neck and ear. After they had finished and Azula kissed her back, Ty Lee's world was only filled with warmth. Warm lips and tongue against hers, and a throbbing fullness stretching between her thighs as she held on…..
Ty Lee smacked the mattress in frustration and scrubbed her eyes. It was hard to believe only a day had passed since she had been lavished with Azula's attention and stretched by her cock. Her heat had made her want it, but the still looks Azula gave her after flooded her heart with worry and concern. If she had started to care for her, surely she had all but wrecked it. Ty Lee buried her face in her arm and groaned.
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Zuko made his way back to the royal apartments and the guards on his door permitted him in quietly. Zuko unfastened the clasps around his neck, letting his cloak and shoulder armor fall to the floor. He unfastened his simple tunic and was sliding out of his pants as he entered the bed chamber, bypassing his private sitting room. Mai sprawled in the red sheets of the large bed, one slender arm curled by her head. Zuko's eyes softened as he took her in. He let his trousers fall to his feet after he unfastened the clasps, and kicked off his boots.
The mattress dipped as he slid in under a raised edge of the sheets. Mai turned toward him and her eyes fluttered as she buried her face into his bare shoulder. "Zuko?" she asked plaintively.
Zuko kissed her brow tenderly. One arm swept low around her bare waist under the sheets. "I'm here," he whispered. He was going to let Mai sleep, and he could really use a nap. Mai seemed to have wakened, for her kisses grew urgent, and her hands skimmed low down his sides. Her finger tips across his abdomen made his muscles clench on reflex. Zuko gave a small giggle against Mai's head. She kissed the side of his chin and his head dipped down to meet her lips.
"I thought you were tired," he whispered. Mai's breathing was growing labored and she gasped as his hand clasped her left breast gently. His thumb rubbed her nipple, stiffening it.
"I am," Mai said. She kissed Zuko harder, hand dipping low to squeeze his member. Zuko groaned as blood surged to his cock, stiffening the appendage between his legs. "But maybe this will get you to finally sleep."
Zuko blushed. He couldn't keep much from Mai and she had to feel him leave before the sun rose. "How did you…."
"SSh…." Mai pushed Zuko onto his back, limber thighs around his waist. She pressed down on top and leaned to kiss him. "I know when you sleep and when you're wakeful….." Zuko scraped desperate fingers through her hair and he gasped when Mai clenched him by the base and slid down onto his erection. Mai began thrusting, liking how his hands pushed into the sheets, fingers clawing the fabric.
Zuko tilted his head back, enjoying the feel of his wife slide up and down his erection. He throbbed with fullness, but no knot. Mai wasn't in heat. Not like Ty Lee was….. Zuko's erection gave a twitch inside Mai, and she gasped in delight, riding him in earnest. Zuko's eyes snapped open and he made himself look up at Mai's small breasts bobbing as she moved on top of him. His hands moved from the sheets to her waist, trying to steady her. He let himself be pushed along on a tide of passion, letting Mai push him along to orgasm. When his time came, he grit his teeth and sat straight up. Mai gave a soft cry as his arms wound around her slim waist and he buried his face between her breasts. Her legs wound around his waist and she pushed against him.
Zuko moved a hand to Mai's lower back, trying to keep her in place as he came suddenly. His mind overrode his instincts, trying to keep his shooting spurts of come inside Mai. She moved against his chest, hands clutching the broad muscles of his back as she moaned. Zuko flopped onto his back, sweat pooling on his limbs and against his temple. Mai smoothed his sweaty hair back and leaned down to kiss him. Zuko sighed as she dismounted and curled up beside him.
"Feel tired yet?" Mai yawned herself against his shoulder. Zuko nodded, feeling languid warmth pull at his limbs. His eyes fluttered.
"I love you, Mai," Zuko whispered. Mai kissed his shoulder.
"You big dolt. I love you too, Zu," she said. Zuko let himself spiral to rest, knowing his wife was there and the guards at his door would keep any obstacles away.
For a time, that was.
End for now
End notes: I thought I'd be nice to some of the characters for the time being. They're going to need it for the moment :P Like it? Smash that review button, let me know! Stay tuned, my lovelies.
Most sincerely, pen
9/09/2016