Stoking the Fire Chapter 41: The March, an avatar: last airbender fanfic

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Author's notes: And I've decided to give you all what you've been asking! No more teasing. For awhile.😝 Take a look!

Maraghoul: As always, thank you for helping me form this story 😝

QueenTyzula: Heheh this one's for you! 😝 Take care, my friend.

CharlieBarrow: And it's on! Now! Not soon!

Harley Quinn Davidson: Yeah, that's gonna be a problem with the soldiers 😝

Hopelessromantic34: I'm not trying to show Azula as evil. She has her flaws, but Zuko does too, as I've tried to show.

NeverFoundandLost: Hopefully the last chapter wasn't too much of a tease! Stay tuned :P

"Stoking the Fire"

Chapter forty-one "The March

"She wants to drag the omega with us? What is she thinking?!"

"Hey, she can do that all she wants. That sweet scent will carry me through…."

Zirin growled as she strode among the soldiers. The Kemurikage were all packed up, and the omegas among them were readying Lady Ty Lee for travel. She had been given sturdy new clothes, red tunic and trousers and a thick cloak for the cold. But even after bathing, the sweet scent of a heat couldn't be ignored.

"This is a mistake….a mistake…" Zirin muttered. Azula strode out confidently to the courtyard and the soldiers snapped to attention. Zirin stopped rigidly in place, hunched over in guilt for her words. She was certain Azula had heard her….

"We're leaving within the hour. Hurry up," the princess snapped. Some of the soldiers looked downright surly about that, especially as the alphas and betas tried to watch Ty Lee without appearing as if they were. The omega ducked into the folds of her cloak, trying to hide her face in the hood. The grey skies were clear, without a hint of snow. It was the perfect time to begin a few days march.

Lord Shun moved among the soldiers, giving praise and cheer with his nasally voice. Some of the men and women relaxed under his comforting swirls of chi, but whenever Azula stalked past, her aura was a whirlwind of energy that demanded attention.

Zirin paused beside Ty Lee and peered at her face. She was still heavily bruised, the purple blotches on her face very noticeable. She hid her face in the hood of her cloak, trying to appear small. Every time Azula passed her way, her chi roiled beyond control. The omega shuddered visibly in the cold.

"Why she wants you to bear witness to our assault is one thing. She should leave you here," Zirin murmured under her breath. Ty Lee flicked terrified brown eyes over to her. She shivered in her cloak, the extent of her heat roiling through her unstable chi. Several soldiers and the few betas of the Kemurikage looked her way noticeably when they felt the spike of her aura calling out again.

Azula growled. She strode confidently to the head of the columns. She raised one fist into the cold air. "It's not that long a march to the capital. Once we near the palace, we'll hide in the surrounding fields and forest and branch off for our attack. To victory and the new Fire Lord!"

A ragged cheer went up from the soldiers, the Kemurikage loudest among them. Zirin tried not to frown openly at that. She was already exhausted and to think she'd have to break up even more arguments on the road was wearing her down. She had to rest at some point. But what would happen to the omega if she did? Azula commanded that she watch over Ty Lee's well-being and she had been more thoughtful to her comfort than Azula had been. Zirin took up the end of the chain attached to Ty Lee's manacles. Her hands were still restrained, and Azula had to relent at having her legs free. All the faster for travel. If she had ordered Ty Lee's feet bound, they'd have to have her ride a lizard, and that would have been too conspicuous for their split off near the palace.

"Hail Fire Lord Azula!" Lord Shun called out merrily. His servants and household waved and cheered as Azula led the soldiers and Kemurikage from his front gates.

As the men and women marched, a shiver ran down Azula's aura. She never was one to doubt herself, but now she was wondering if bringing Ty Lee along the road was a good idea. She could very well slip her restraints and find a way to warn her brother….. No, she had her where she wanted her. And perhaps she'd take her into her bed roll that night…. Azula set her face into a confidant smirk and continued on. She tried to ignore the rolling waves of Ty Lee's heat as it surged against her.

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"You didn't get my first messenger hawk?" were Zuko's first words. Aang raised an eyebrow high as he climbed off of Appa, holding a hand up for Katara to help down from the saddle.

"Hi to you, too, buddy," Aang said, confused.

Katara smoothed out her fur coat and gave the Fire Lord and Lady gentle hugs. Sokka jumped down, helping Toph in tow, and they surrounded the royal pair. Suki accepted a hug, but was rather aloof. Sokka knew something of a national emergency was going down, but he had to address that at some point…. His attention was brought back to Toph who was being introduced to the princess.

Toph put a hand over the top of Izumi's head, guided by Mai. She blinked milky white eyes, taking in the child's aura. "She's so little," she said weakly. A warm smile crossed Mai's features. Izumi took in the new person with wide golden eyes, small fists moving. She gave a small cry. Toph made a face. "And kinda noisy!"

"They get like that," Zuko grinned. Toph punched his shoulder and everyone made their way inside.

"What are you talking about with messages, Zuko? What hawk?" Katara asked. Zuko coughed.

"You all know Ty Lee…..left the palace a few weeks ago. When Suki and I rode off in pursuit of a trail, I barely had time to write a message for my messenger hawk station to send to you in Yu Dao. Apparently, it never got to you, because you didn't arrive to help." Zuko tried not to sound bitter. Katara and Aang met eyes. Aang rolled his shoulders in a shrug.

"I'm sorry, Zuko. If I had known, I would have come to help right away. You know that," Aang said peaceably.

Zuko gave a wry smile, sitting beside his wife. He leaned toward her and the baby. "It's just as good you're here now."

"We're here for you. What's going on?" Aang asked, worried. He, of course, was concerned for Ty Lee's safety. He thought the noblewoman was happy being at his side. She had even left her child….that concerned him more than he could say.

Zuko, Mai and Suki shared a knowing look. Zuko sighed, trying to keep the old hurt at bay. It still stung. "She went to track down Azula. We did receive a messenger hawk from her. She's reported she found Azula and a troop of forces. But we haven't heard anything since…."

Zuko looked downcast. Mai squeezed his arm. "Ty Lee knows how to survive on the road. She's got to be fine."

"Of course," Katara interjected to soothe her friend's mood. "She's tough, she knows what she's doing!"

"She can take down a whole troop of soldiers by herself," Sokka added. "Don't be so Dour-face Lord!"

"And I did train her how to track and hide in the wild," Suki added. "She's done so well to hide, we couldn't find her trail…."

Now it was Suki's turn to look downcast. Zuko gave a wry smile to her. "She's got to be fine. We have to believe that. The matter at hand is how we're going to receive Azula's attack."

"She's coming here?" Aang asked, chi flaring to an almost panic. He snuffed it down quick when Katara laid a hand on his tattooed arm.

Mai nodded. She rocked the baby in her arms. "She almost has to. She's not made it secret her desire to take Zuko off the Fire throne. You know she's capable of anything."

"Yes…" Aang's mind was working overtime, thinking over strategies. "We must stay here and wait with you. When she attacks, I'll help you take her down."

"Thank you, Aang." Zuko visibly relaxed. When the Avatar was on your side, one tended to be in the winning corner. "You don't know how you've taken much of my fear away."

'Aside from Ty Lee,' Aang thought. If he himself was worried, he knew Zuko and Mai had to be halfway out of their minds with worry. He prayed she was safely hidden, watching Azula, and not captured.

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Azula's forces made camp deep in the snowy woods that night and talking was kept to a minimum to keep the locals from exploring to find the large regiment of soldiers out late at night.

Only a few camp fires went up and Azula had several of the men and women rotating in shifts to guard the borders of the camp. As the princess neared her tent, her breath steamed before her in the cold. Azula only had to inhale briefly to note where Ty Lee was. Some of the soldiers not on guard milled near her tent. Azula growled and pushed inside. Zirin was helping Ty Lee wash her face, and brush ointment on her bruises. The sight startled Azula more than she could say.

She HAD given those bruises after all….. Azula knelt down, dismissing Zirin with a wave of the hand. "Out."

Zirin stiffly bowed, and sat outside the tent flaps.

Ty Lee blinked wide eyes as Azula knelt opposite her. She dipped the rag Zirin had abandoned into the bowl of ointment. She gently smeared a dab of it on the bruise across Ty Lee's right cheek. Her thumb was oddly gently as she worked in the medicine. Ty Lee flinched, chi roiling harshly at the gesture of kindness. Azula shuddered, a soft gasp leaving her red lips.

She worked in the medicine, golden eyes serious. "Does it hurt?" she asked. Ty Lee bit her lip. Her lower lip was healing slowly. She gave a quick nod.

"Abit…."

Azula was ready to say 'good' in response, but for some reason, she bit the word back. She inhaled slowly, taking in all the sweetness of Ty Lee's heat. It was still stoked high, swirling with anticipated lust, and her chi curled around Azula's in intoxicating waves. Azula shifted on her crouched position on her knees. Her cock shifted and surged within her clothes. She coughed.

"You'll stay in my tent. The others are riled up." Azula gave a small smirk. Despite the telling smile on her face, there were trace effects of hurt in her eyes. Ty Lee flexed her manacled wrists. The chains clanked. Azula watched with a steady expression as Ty Lee opened her new tunic and bared herself to the waist.

"You may not want me, but I need you," Ty Lee pleaded. A line of sweat trailed down her jaw. Azula helped unwind her breast band, eyeing the pink nipples that hardened against the somewhat cool air inside the tent. Despite herself, Azula firebended, flexing her chi in warm washes over the omega. Ty Lee shuddered in thanks. Azula was ready to get up and leave her the tent for the night when Ty Lee's hand rubbed over the bulge between her legs. Her fingers were anything but shy, stroking every inch of her she could through the fabric of her trousers. Azula widened her knees, leaning back on her heels. The touching felt too good and so did Ty Lee's chi, her eyes dripping sex and promising a good ride.

In the grip of her heat, Ty Lee was ready to go mad. She had to have release, and if what she was groping was any indicator, Azula did too. The attack, Zuko, even Izumi were cast to the back burner as she worked to entice the means to an end. In more ways than one.

Ty Lee was almost certain Azula would hold onto her barely kept restraint from Lord Shun's, but in the privacy of her tent, she tugged Ty Lee closer. On their knees, they pressed their bodies together, Azula's fingers flying to strip Ty Lee of her clothing. Her tunic was open, baring her flat belly and round breasts to eager eyes and Azula couldn't help but hefting the heavier breasts in her hands, lowering her head for a taste.

Ty Lee moaned and gasped, molding her thighs over Azula's waist, climbing on top of her lap. Her thighs gripped Azula's waist strongly and the princess moaned against her breasts. Her hands ran down Ty Lee's back, clamping onto the swell of her ass, and moving her hip's thrusts along her with hard squeezes. She swelled to stiffness, and ached; Ty Lee moved so deliciously against her shaft through their clothing. Her manacled wrists were trapped against her chest, bound together.

Azula looked into her face, and lifted her bound hands above her own head. She lowered Ty Lee's arms around her neck, and even trapped by the chain behind her, she didn't fear any retaliation. She knew the omega wanted what she had to give and she had proven she could leave. She had before.

That thought fled as Ty Lee reddened further, gasping as Azula worked Ty Lee's pants loose, and unlaced, freeing her cock between them. Ty Lee's hands fisted what she could of Azula's hair from her position as she rose up to sink down against the broad head of Azula's cock.

Redness filled Azula's mind; 'warm' was the primary thought, and then 'get inside.' Her hands gripped Ty Lee's thighs and she lowered her steadily, chi flaring around the omega's, urging her to open. Ty Lee gasped a series of moans and she shuddered visibly against Azula's neck as she was pulled down firmly, sheathing the princess. Buried to the hilt, Azula throbbed, and for a brief second, she felt at peace.

But she had to come, and dammit if Ty Lee didn't need it more….. Azula's fingers clawed Ty Lee's thighs hard enough to bruise as she thrust her hips below the omega. Ty Lee gripped her waist with her thighs, clinging to her neck and giving small cries against her ear. The sounds soothed Azula's ego and filled her with stinging pride. She latched onto Ty Lee's bare shoulder and sucked as she thrust harder. Her chi roiled and Azula cried out as she rode her pleasure.

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Zirin waited outside the front of the tent, face reddening when she could make out the tell-tale gasps of Princess Azula and her prisoner. So Azula was succumbing to the omega's sweet scent and longing chi…she had to admit, she herself was somewhat pulled in.

When Zirin had met Azula, it had been during restraining time in the institution. The orderlies had strapped the patients to wheel chairs, and set some in a circle. Music was played lowly by musicians let in the lighten the mood, but no one was glad they were there. The patients wanted to be gone themselves.

Zirin's face had been covered with leather straps because she had tried to bite the orderlies that morning. There was only so much man-handling someone could take, and the muscular orderlies, large bricks of men and women, were abit too grabby and uncaring. Zirin didn't feel she had a psychosis as her parents and their home doctor were certain of. She had been one of several heirs in her noble family, and when she had dared to lash out against the order, she had been declared insane and shipped to the nut house.

As nut houses went, this one was slightly more elevated in that it housed only nobility and royals. Only the best care for the best citizens, after all.

The Fire Princess herself had been wheeled beside her that first afternoon, her snapping golden eyes flashing over to her. Her red lips were free and she was cursing the orderlies. Long black hair framed a gaunt face that now pinched with anger.

"Just wait 'til I get out and I'm running things. Got a name?" Azula demanded. Zirin mumbled a response. Azula had laughed, shifting in her strait jacket. The next afternoon, Zirin's face mask was gone and she was able to mumble responses to the princess's flippant questions.

A grudging understanding welled in Zirin every time she saw Azula. She had confessed she had been locked away due to her family, to which Azula commiserated.

"The Fire Lord put me away. I lost our Agni Kai and he took mercy. Pity for him, really," Azula growled. Zirin had flipped her braid over her shoulder, scowling.

"I hate Fire Lord Zuko. My parents scrape to him, but they'll scrape to anyone that keep them in their power and wealth."

"Fuck them," Azula said casually. "Maybe they should be dealt with as well."

"Perhaps…" Zirin agreed. The healers were going down the line of wheelchairs, dispensing pills. When the bearded man made to give the princess her pill, she spat it back at him. The wet pill bounced off his forehead. The man started, blinking and scrubbed the spittle off his face.

"My princess, you really should take your medicine. It's needed to calm your mind," he suggested. Azula growled.

"You'll have to make me," she taunted. The doctor signaled and two orderlies took Azula by each shoulder, and one pinched her mouth open. The doctor carefully inserted the pill and one of the men clamped a hand over Azula's mouth, forcing her to swallow. Azula hissed in air when she was released, tongue lolling at the bitter taste of the pill.

Zirin rolled her eyes at the healer, but took her pill. She slid it under her tongue and when the debacle was over with and the two were somewhat alone again, Zirin surprised Azula by spitting her pill out. Azula laughed.

"You're full of surprises."

"Just wait and see," Zirin said.

They had formed an uneasy bond at that point, with Zirin pledging herself to the bound princess. Azula had promised to release them, and a few of the other girls, and she had come through. They had escaped, and under Azula, the girls from the institution called themselves the Kemurikage, after the very spirits of darkness.

Zirin sat cross-legged outside the tent, hearing what sounded like an argument amidst the moans of passion. She waited. A few moments later, Azula was pushing out of the tent, flustered, hair slightly mussed and lipstick smeared. She was adjusting her tunic and re-lacing her trousers. She raised an eyebrow down at Zirin.

Zirin wondered where Azula's mind was, even at her next words. "Well, that's taken care of…."

Azula's chi was wasn't as hard as it had been, and it was apparent she had found release. To whether she had been kind to give the same to the omega was to be seen. Zirin inclined her head.

"I'll stay with the prisoner."

"I'm taking your tent," Azula drawled. She stalked off across the melting snow. Slush squished beneath her boots. She scrubbed a wrist across her mouth, wiping her lipstick off.

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When Ty Lee was woken the next morning, it was to Zirin bringing her breakfast. She shuddered, her chi somewhat at rest although her heat was far from over. Azula had been inside of her, stretching her, fucking her, when she had moved her onto her back and withdrawn suddenly. Ty Lee's arms had been moved from Azula's neck so she could be free to sit back on her heels and stroke off the tail end of her orgasm. Ty Lee gave a small shuddering cry of disappointment as Azula aimed her orgasm across her thighs and belly.

Ty Lee had begged, her tried to regain her lover. Azula had been getting up when she paused and stared down the shuddering omega. She knelt down and spread her thighs, pushing back inside. Ty Lee cried out, clutching onto her. Azula rode out her increasing passion, finally bringing Ty Lee over the edge. Azula grinned, suddenly sure all of the alpha and beta soldiers were listening, turned on and unable to touch the omega she was fucking. She gave a few more pumps and began to come wildly as Ty Lee fluttered around her, urging her to climax again. Azula had braced herself on her hands over Ty Lee and gave a few more sharp pumps and collapsed half on Ty Lee with a loud groan. Her knot pressed against the omega's opening, and Ty Lee sighed, rubbing against it. The temptation to sink it inside was too great and Azula was startled that she had started to cant her hips forward to do so.

To that, Azula had to kneel back, legs shaking, and withdraw. She couldn't be pulled in completely and entangled. She just couldn't.

Ty Lee blushed, remembering the surges of passion from last night, and hoped Azula had gotten sleep as well. She sat up, making sure her tunic and trousers were closed, and accepted the bowl of rice porridge from Zirin. Despite the odd calm moment of the morning, Ty Lee's chi surged out to Azula, enticing her to come back and join her.

But Azula didn't return to her. The soldiers were in as quiet a ruckus as they could be, breaking down camp so they could go on the move again. Ty Lee sighed and shuddered in the folds of her cloak. Zirin watched her, then Azula. She raised an eyebrow.

End for now

End notes: Not so teasing this time around 😝 Stay strong, my lovelies. Like it, hit that button and do that review thing ^_^

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4/27/2017