Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Avatar: The Last Airbender"! Nothing, nothing.
Author's Notes: Two weeks after Ty Lee's housed heat. Let's move on shall we, lovelies? No Zuko in this chapter. But there will definitely be more of him soon.
Maraghoul: How long will Azula stay put? (whistles innocently) She's been working people shall we say ^_^
Queen Tyzula: Oh Azula is pissed, believe me :P Hope to answer your questions soon :P
"Stoking the Fire"
Chapter five "Dark Rendezvous"
A couple of weeks later found Azula leaned back against the stone wall of her room, eyes half slit. It was late at night but she was still dressed for the day in tunic and trousers, boots laced up. The manacles were on her ankles and around her wrists, but besides the clinging metal, she looked comfortable as she leaned back, one ankle hooked over the other, hands resting lightly on her thighs.
A stone moved beside her and Azula didn't move, as it was pulled completely out of place. Zirin's face emerged, braid pushed over one shoulder. She may have had a similar hair style to Ty Lee but her face was always pinched and she was always frowning. In Azula's mind, she would never be called beautiful, but her loyalty was fierce. Azula knew she had done the right thing when she had sprung her from the mental institution.
"You brought a pick?" Azula murmured casually. Zirin reached through the hole and held up a bent piece of metal. Azula offered her wrist manacles and Zirin had them open at a ridiculously fast pace. "Good job."
"Scoot closer and I'll do your legs," Zirin hissed. Azula languidly pushed her legs toward the hole in the stones and Zirin set to work on the manacles encasing her boots. Azula smiled slyly as those fell away and she rose to her full height, hands massaging her wrists.
"Any room back there for me?" Azula bantered. Zirin raised a brow at her and there was a soft scuffling sound of stone on stone. A narrow passage formed in the wall and Zirin darted back, making room for Azula. The Fire Princess had to work her way in on her stomach and drag herself forward by her elbows, but she made it. Zirin offered her arm to stand and Azula tapped one boot against the entry way to her chambers, grimacing.
"We should just leave," Zirin hissed as they made their way down the hidden passageway. Azula cupped one fireball in her palm, providing the light.
"I can't leave the palace yet. We still have work to do on the guards," Azula said. Zirin darted a look back over her shoulder.
"So you want to be back chained up in a few hours?" she asked. Azula shrugged.
"I'll have to be. Come on, two kitchen servants are awaiting word," Azula said. They strode on. The further they went, the more Azula's blood boiled. It had been a few weeks. Ty Lee wouldn't be in heat, but surely….. she could take back what she had started with her.
"Go ahead to the kitchens," Azula murmured to her companion. "I have business elsewhere."
Zirin was not placated. "Really, Azula? You're going to get put in a dungeon if they find you can make your way out!"
"I won't be caught," Azula assured her. She left Zirin and began sidling down another adjoining passageway, walk confidant. She knew this passage would loop around to the royal apartments and also the Kyoshi Warrior's quarters.
Ty Lee was going to let her back inside and Azula was going to give her the fucking she had halted. Oh yes, she was going to get it. Azula felt her clit stiffen and she began to shift as she walked, taking wide strides to make room for the growing member pushing at the lap of her trousers.
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Ty Lee continued her patrol, painted lips pursed. She had been feeling tired ever since her heat and Suki was more than a little concerned. Ty Lee loved being a Kyoshi Warrior, but even she was starting to show signs of fatigue in their practices. She was lucky Suki still let her patrol on her own. Ty Lee was just glad things had quieted and things seemed to have gone back to normal with Azula's recapture.
"How stupid can you get…" Ty Lee berated herself. She had caused Tsung's injury and her sisters as well as the palace guards had all come out scraped up. She was just glad she had taught the Kyoshi Warriors chi-blocking techniques. It was the only way Azula had been stopped.
Stopped from what? Claiming her heat when she had offered it up to her on a silver platter? Ty Lee sighed and strode on, green robe bannering around her boots. Her heat was well and over with so she couldn't dwell on how it could have ended, or lament on how it had started. Open and split by Azula's cock on a sitting room floor…
Ty Lee was so fixated on the memory that she didn't start at first when Azula strode into view. Only a torch down the corridor illuminated her golden eyes and cast light onto her topknot and the shoulders of her tunic. When Ty Lee noted the Azula across from her didn't vanish when she concentrated on the now, she gave a small squeak of surprise.
"What are you doing here?" Ty Lee whispered, left leg bending behind her in a strong stance. Azula casually strode closer as if she had all the time in the world. She was supposed to be chained up and had obviously slipped her restraints. The how had to wait for the why of it was all over Azula's face.
Slow desire smoldered in her golden eyes. Azula scanned those eyes up and down Ty Lee's form, taking in the heavy Kyoshi Warrior garb.
"I think you know what I'm doing here," Azula growled. She kept walking, and Ty Lee found herself backing up as her pace came toward her unrelenting. The stone wall came into contact with her back and all the air seemed to flee Ty Lee's lungs at the impact. Azula smiled predatorily and leaned close. Her red lips skimmed the space below Ty Lee's chin and she inhaled. "You still smell good…"
Ty Lee's hands clenched into fists and she reached up push Azula off. But the still look in Azula's eyes made her falter. "I…"
"You what?" Azula pulled the words between her lips deliberately and Ty Lee was shocked at how fine-tuned she still was to Azula's charisma. Her sheer power oozed off her chi in waves of potent lust and the force of them made her knees weak. "What, Ty Lee?"
"Get away from me," Ty Lee whispered. There was no conviction in her tone and Azula only smiled wider. Her hands moved to Ty Lee's shoulders, finding the fastenings to her warrior's robe and she began parting the clasps with ready ease. Ty Lee gasped, face turning pink in the dimness of the hall.
"You want me to stop, you're going to have to make me," Azula purred. She widened her stance and leaned close, brushing the bulge between her thighs against Ty Lee. Even through a flap of her robe, she could feel the appendage pushing at her. "You've kept away from me long enough, my traitorous flower…."
If anything was traitorous, it was Ty Lee's own body. She was dismayed at how she melted into Azula's hands, the front of her robe baring her from breasts to waist. It wasn't her heat….she shouldn't be acting this way! But Ty Lee pressed up against the stone wall, arching up into the body against hers. Azula nipped her shoulder, one hand stealing low to her thighs, parting her. A gush of fluid met her long fingers and Azula smiled up at the gasping acrobat.
"Still want me to leave?" she growled. Ty Lee's head was pressed back against the stone. Her painted lips opened in a soft cry.
"No!" Ty Lee whispered hoarsely. Azula grinned and unlaced her trousers. Ty Lee didn't protest when she pulled her cock out through the opening, or fight her when she hitched her legs around her waist and lifted. Ty Lee gasped as she was pressed back into the wall, Azula's strength keeping her upright. Her cock made passes through her folds and Ty Lee's thighs trembled.
Azula griped her thighs, burying her face into her shoulder as she found the right angle. She pushed in hard and Ty Lee gave a soft scream. The fit was exquisite and warmth surrounded Azula's erect member. One of Azula's hands pressed against the stone wall and pounded it hard as she started a slow rut. Ty Lee was startled to hear her howl next to her ear as she pushed hard up into her. She could have gone faster, but it had been too long since she was last in Ty Lee. She was going to make her scream as well….
The sounds she was pulling from Ty Lee encouraged Azula. Her hard thrusts pressed the acrobat up into the stone wall and low wails erupted from the pale upturned throat. Azula knew a moment of sheer panic when Ty Lee's hands went low around her shoulders, but the acrobat was merely trying to find a handle on her lust. She fisted the fabric of Azula's tunic and gasped next to her neck. Azula was secretly thrilled, but she was on the cusp of an orgasm already. She hitched Ty Lee's knees further apart and rammed up into her with everything she had. Ty Lee could only try to hold on, wailing. Bright lights erupted behind Azula's eyes as she came. Ty Lee's moans were growing higher and she knew she had to be there too. There hadn't been a tie so the aftermath of their release slipped down their thighs.
"Shit!..." Azula hissed. Her hands were strong on Ty Lee's thighs, but her own knees were shaking. Suddenly, the princess collapsed down, Ty Lee tumbling down on top of her as she fell on her ass. "Fuck!... Uhnn….."
Ty Lee buried her face in Azula's neck, arms around her shoulders. She shook with shared release and moved back and forth over Azula's flagging erection. She lay sprawled on her back, pants tangled around her hips and knees spread, letting Ty Lee work every last drop out of her.
"Thought you'd like that, my treacherous girl," Azula smiled darkly up at Ty Lee's hovering face. Ty Lee bit her lip and seemed about to speak. Before she could, they heard the sound of guards marching on patrol.
Azula sat up and Ty Lee dismounted, smoothing out her robe. Azula hitched up her pants and fled, fingers flying as she laced back up. Ty Lee had only to blink and she was already gone. Where, Ty Lee didn't know. She turned to and fro, one hand swiping through her tangled bangs. Her golden head piece had been knocked half askew and she knew her make-up had to be smudged all to hell.
The soldiers, two men and one women, rounded the corner, spears shouldered to keep silent for the apartments nearby and they called out a greeting to Ty Lee.
She hesitantly waved back and slunk back to the Kyoshi Warriors' apartments, elbows cradled in her hands.
"Finished already?" Suki asked her in the common room. Ty Lee reflected it sounded eerirely close to her fast coupling with Azula and she blushed.
"I wonder…." She said in response. Suki raised an eyebrow.
"Are you okay?" she asked. Ty Lee stalked on to her bedchamber, head lowered.
"I hope so," Ty Lee said. Inside, Ying was undressing from patrol and Ty Lee gladly accepted her help. But she slung a towel over her arm after sliding into a robe and took off for the shared baths. She didn't want her roommate or Suki to scent her physical confliction.
End for now
End notes: Sorry so short. I know what I wanted to happen in this little chapter so length aside, hope you enjoyed. Musical asides while I wrote this: "Here comes the rain" by the Eurythmics, "Lovesong" by The Cure, and end scene goes to "Goodbye yellow brick road" by Elton John.
How did the guards on Azula's door not notice her gone? I guess Azula made a fake dummy out of pillows in her bed ala "Ferris Bueller's Day off." (CHORTLE) I jest, but it makes a funny image.
Most sincerely,
pen 9/13/2016