Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Avatar: The Last Airbender!" Everyone belongs to Bryke and Nickelodeon. Only the messed up plot is mine.
Author's notes: All Azula all the time as promised :P
CharlieBarrow: For all the messages and the ideas, I thank you.
Maraghoul: For helping me form this story for spirit's sake :P
QueenTyzula: For the prompts and nudges, thanks my friend!
Harley Quinn Davison: thank you for reading and reviewing my friend.
"Stoking the fire"
Chapter sixty-one "Entrance to the princess"
The first thing Ty Lee felt upon slitting her eyes open was extreme warmth and pressure. She opened one eye, her cheek pressed into the mattress as she lay half on her belly and side. Her bed robe was half open from her sleep gymnastics and she felt a hand slide along her belly, groping. Ty Lee stiffened then relaxed. Azula was fully pressed up along her back, hips grinding against her soft rear. The soft snores told Ty Lee she was sound asleep, and a quick glance over her shoulder confirmed that. Azula's lips were parted in her sleep and her loose hair was everywhere.
Her body seemed to have other ideas, and her hand gripped underneath her breast, reaching, as her other hand fisted the fabric of Ty Lee's robe. The acrobat blushed as she felt a rigid column of flesh poke through their clothing, rubbing insistently against her ass. Ty Lee tried to spread her thighs from her position, her vaginal lips dampening. Well, apparently Azula's body still wanted her. The sudden rush of want wafting from Azula's chi boosted Ty Lee's ego. She smiled into the mattress as she ground back against Azula.
Azula groaned in her sleep and began moaning in a strangled high-pitched way. The urgent sounds of want went straight between Ty Lee's legs. Warmth pooled and her clit tingled. Azula's gasps were growing in frequency and she pushed fully along Ty Lee's back, pressing her almost fully on her stomach, and climbing on top of her. Her lower half languidly pumped, her shaft fully formed and pressing slowly but insistently through the layers of clothing.
Ty Lee's face was in a blush, listening to Azula's breathless moans. She ground back as best as she could and was pleased to hear Azula's breathing grow strangled. When she came, Ty Lee jolted in surprise. She could feel a rapidly damp spot swelling against her rear and between her thighs, spotting her robe. Azula had come and hard against her. If their robes weren't in the way, she would have slid right on in and fucked her.
Ty Lee held Azula's hand against her breast as her breathing thundered in her ear. A few moments later, Azula groaned, as she roused from sleep. "Wha…."
Ty Lee heard the hitch of breath as the princess realized what had happened while she slept, and rolled over, daring to press against Azula's torso. The princess's golden eyes were open, unseeing, but her face was red in a blush. Ty Lee pressed flush up against Azula and captured her lips in a soft kiss. Ty Lee hesitated, giving Azula room to back out. She sagged with relief against the princess as she kissed her back. Ty Lee moaned softly, feeling her lust rise.
Azula had come, why couldn't she? Azula gasped with surprise as Ty Lee rolled on top of her, wrapping her thighs around her waist. Her golden eyes were wide and unseeing as her hands groped, found a grip and held onto Ty Lee's hips as she rubbed back and forth. Ty Lee could feel her shift stiffen once more and relished in the arousal standing up between them.
"Ty Lee," Azula said, surprise lacing her tone. Ty Lee moved her hands up to her breasts. Azula's fingers squeezed and felt. One finger circled her nipple, stiffening it. "What are you…"
"Ssh….feel me, Azula," Ty Lee murmured. She watched Azula swallow hard, her hands reaching up and down Ty Lee's torso, caressing her breasts. Ty Lee wrapped her thighs tightly around the alpha's hips and sat straight up on top of her. Azula's clothed erection stood up between them and Azula's gasps spurred Ty Lee on. She rubbed back and forth against Azula's shift, delighting in the throaty moans pulled from the princess's throat.
Just as Azula was really starting to thrust up against her, making Ty Lee's mouth go dry, the bedroom door opened. Ty Lee gave a squeak and rolled to Azula's side, covering her face. They were both decent and their bed robes were still fastened; but the healers could have knocked. Azula growled and sat up.
"Who dares?!" she sounded so like her old self that Ty Lee's heart hammered. She clutched Azula's hand. Ying and Tsung came in with the healers and one need only inhale to understand what they had been doing and who had released.
"Well, this is a surprise," Tsung said dryly. Her girlfriend giggled.
"Go on, you two," Ying said. Azula harrumped, making to sit up against the pillows. Ty Lee helped her, face bright red.
"I think that's enough of that," Azula said dryly. "Can I have a bath?"
The healers acquiesced and Tsung offered to help Azula into her bathwater. Ty Lee excused herself, and Ying dragged her off by the hand like an impatient school girl.
Tsung gently offered her hand to Azula's, sliding it into hers, so she knew where to hold onto as she stood. She had to smile, noting how the princess's bed robe clung to her frame in certain places. The scent of her release hung heavy in the air and there was an obvious tent in the front of her robe. Azula scratched her thigh, self-conscious as Tsung started the bathwater.
"I'll heat it," Azula offered. Tsung aimed her toward the tub and the princess warmed the filling bathtub with a short flame burst. Azula turned half to the side and let her rumpled robe drop. Tsung noted her shift was still very much in effect, noticing the flecks of fluid dripping from her erect member. Azula coughed and tried to will her chi low. Ty Lee had begun to rile her up after she had woken, but apparently she'd had a nocturnal emission.
Tsung whistled as Azula gripped the edge of the tub and climbed in carefully.
"Care to mention what's on your mind?" Azula asked coolly. Tsung smiled.
"Well, you're just in such good shape. I can see what Ty Lee likes," she said. The Kyoshi Warrior was surprised to see a thoughtful look dart across Azula's features.
"Hmm," she said coyly. Azula settled into the tub and began soaping herself. Tsung picked up the discarded robe with two fingers, grinning.
"Wow, there's so much, uhm, fluid. Guess you were having a good time," she said. Azula stiffened, face turning red. "It's a wonder you didn't have to mop in there."
"What happens in my sleep is not in my control," she said dryly. Well, not fully. Or the way she wanted it. But the dreams she was having when she woke up against Ty Lee were laced with flash images of licking, nibbling, thrusting. But the comment about the amount of release she could produce made Azula feel strangely proud. Her cock gave a twinge of agreement in the hot bath water.
Tsung let one of the servants collect the robe to wash and set out an outfit for the princess. The manor's household and pressed her tunic and trousers and they were freshly waiting.
Azula paused in her washing, thoughtful. She blushed again despite herself. "I guess Ty Lee could feel the dampness."
"No kidding!" Tsung laughed.
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In her own private bathroom, Ying chided Ty Lee.
"Well, I guess you two are doing much better," she teased. Ty Lee flushed.
"It's a big change instead of her thinking I'm out to get her. Which after all that's happened….I deserve that," Ty Lee mumbled. Ying handed her a bar of soap and helped tie the acrobat's hair up.
"She trusted you to get close enough to get on top of her. That's progress for your heart," Ying said hopefully. Ty Lee blushed.
"And to the physical side….spirits, I hope she still wants me one day."
Ying had smelled the alpha's stab at aggression when they entered. She safely could say she saw it coming for Ty Lee. "What do you think?"
Ty Lee gave a hopeful smile. "Yes…. It'll happen."
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Azula inhaled deeply, letting the different fragrance of the flowers seep into her nostrils. She always asked to come to the gardens, and just being surrounded by the green was soothing. The company made it better. Ty Lee was by her side, her chi coaxing hers in small gentle waves. Tsung poured the tea and Ty Lee helped Azula get her fingers around her round cup carefully.
Azula sipped slowly, feeling a spike of panic. She sipped again, trying to keep her poker face in place.
"What is it, princess?" This from Ying.
Azula let the heat of the cup press into her palms. She swallowed, feeling ashes coat her tongue before she spoke. Not literally, but the ashes of disappointment may as well have coated her mouth physically.
"It….I can't taste it," Azula admitted. Ty Lee looked concerned. She made to touch Azula's knee, when Azula felt the edges of her mind's eye grow sharper, brighter. As she was rejoicing she was finally getting her sight back, Azula blinked hard. And fell inwardly when she noted it was her father across from her on the grass.
Azula's spine tingled and she blinked rapidly, hoping her vision was playing tricks on her. But Ozai sat under the sun, cross-legged, sipping his own cup of tea idly. His cruel golden eyes watched her over the cup's rim, unblinking. Azula sipped from her own cup obediently. She was dismayed how afraid she was.
"I heard you soiled yourself in your excitement. How is that being THE alpha, the Fire Heir?" Ozai asked gratingly. Azula tried to keep her spine rigid, but she was tired of these word battles. Azula cringed and froze at the same time and the odd slants of sunlight made her eyes weary. In a blink, all she could see was gone and only gray patches on black were her just reward. Azula could hear Ty Lee, Tsung and Ying again, but she swore she could hear her father laughing under his breath nearby.
Azula whirled her head sharply and looked almost up directly at the balcony from high up. Ursa darted back from the edge and hid low, heart hammering. It looked like her daughter could see again and while that was a good thing, seeing her might NOT be. She stayed low behind the wide balcony stone edge, keeping from view. After several moments, she made herself look over.
Ty Lee was helping Azula with her cup, indicating she still couldn't see. Then what was that? Ursa's heart beat a staccato rhythm despite herself. She waited a lengthy amount of time until footsteps approached and a set of shoes stopped just inside of her peripheral vision. Ursa looked up, almost sheepish, to Iroh's bemused smile.
"Azula looked straight up here. Has she gotten her vision back?" the nervous mother asked. Iroh blinked. He ducked down too, bending to one knee and out of sight without being asked. He peered carefully over the balcony's ledge.
"I wasn't told any different by the healers," Iroh confessed. He peeked again and lingered. Ursa fidgeted beside him.
"What is it?"
"What the spirits is that young man doing?" Iroh murmured under his breath. Ursa peered up by his side. They could make out Lord Takumi's fine robes as the young lord walked across the gardens toward the group of women. Ursa didn't know whether to be concerned for her daughter or not.
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"Good afternoon, Princess Azula," Takumi beamed. Azula swiveled her head in his direction but kept a neutral expression. She leaned on one hand and waited. Ty Lee crouched near her. The barest edges of their pinky fingers touched in the grass.
"Yes," Azula grunted. Takumi coughed. He reached up to touch the low hanging branch of one the trees.
"Once you've regained your sight, I hope you'll be pleased about our cherry blossoms. It's too early for the fire lilies, but we hope they blossom soon," he tried again. Azula's brow quirked.
"Yes, you've asked about the day and you've pointed out what I can't see. Is there anything else?" she snapped. Azula sounded so like her old self, the hard unyielding strength, that Ty Lee was comforted.
Ying smirked behind Ty Lee's shoulder to herself. Takumi grew flustered, but he drew strength that Azula couldn't see his reaction. His hands fluttered then he clasped them together at the waist.
"Well, I hope to regain your acquaintance. Over dinner perhaps?"
"Ty Lee and her friends too of course," Azula smoothly added. Takumi looked further flustered but gave a nod.
"Until tonight?" he asked hopefully.
Azula waved a hand at him and he finally left them.
"He IS housing us here." Ying tried being tactful.
Azula's fingers clutched at the grass beneath her leg. They dug in, green strands poking up into her palms. "Why does he keep showing interest? I can't even see." Her embarrassment was plain to see and Ty Lee's heart softened when her fingers reached toward her hand, groping for her fingers.
Ty Lee flashed a look with her friends. Their eyes were understanding and urged Ty Lee to go slow. Ty Lee gently touched Azula's sleeve to let her know where she was. Azula relaxed. Ty Lee's face was red. She was unnerved by Takumi's presence more than she could say. Azula turned her hand over Ty Lee's, keeping hold of her.
"Well, you are the Fire Princess and on the run with us. Also, maybe he IS interested? You are very striking." Ty Lee's cheeks tinged pink as she ventured carefully. Azula looked away, but her profile was thoughtful. If Ty Lee didn't know any better, she'd think that Azula was blushing as well. From her words? Ty Lee had once tried so hard in the past to get Azula to notice her during her campaigns. Maybe, just maybe, it hadn't been in vain…..
Azula reached around on the grass until her hand settled on Ty Lee's arm. "Shall we do more stretches?" she asked. Ty Lee agreed and they rose to their feet. Azula patted Ty Lee's hip and she blushed until she got the hint. She raised her leg until it was extended above Azula's shoulder. The princess ran her hand carefully down the firm calf, massaging the muscles there. Ty Lee felt an answered throb settle between her legs as she leaned into the stretch.
The small smiles on her friend's faces was encouraging as well.
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Zirin peered over the edge of the rooftop. The bustling kitchen was below and the servants moved to and fro, preparing trays or stirring dishes on the large iron stove. One of the cooks opened the fire box below the burners and blasted a steady stream of fire from his palm in to keep the stove's temperature high. Zirin had been watching the staff for a night and a day now. She'd woken cramped and cold on the rooftop, and had to beat morning icicles from her cloak and clothes.
She wondered if she could take a servant's place to get close, but Iroh's presence complicated things. He would be sure to sniff her out, even if the young lord looked absent-minded. Not to mention Ty Lee. She knew her face and wouldn't forget being trussed up by her. Zirin growled and eased back up onto the rooftop. She rolled onto her back, and watched the clouds drift by carefully.
Azula was being cared for here. Should she really try to take her away? The dilemma was complicated and every day Zuko still sat the Fire throne. Zirin felt her dreams drifting away with Azula's eyesight.
End for now
End notes: Sorry so short, my lovelies. I had a strange last week and complicated weekend and Monday. I'd like to be back on my normal schedule, so the next post won't be up til next Friday or earlier. Stay strong, my lovelies. As always, if you liked, smash that review button and do that review thing :P
Most sincerely, pen
9/26/2017