Title: Sight
Summary: Zuko and Azula's wedding night doesn't go as planned.
Notes: This is for Origami Flowers because she's awesome. No lime or lemon, but there are suggestive themes. Hint of non con Firecest.
It wasn't unheard of for royal families to marry one another, to ensure keeping power within the family. Such was the case for Zuko and Azula.
He swore he would be gentle, he endeavored to be slow, but he found himself pinning her against the wall. It was their wedding night, they were suppose to this right? He tried to kiss her but she turned away.
"What's wrong?" he asked her. Did she not want to this? Was she not ready? The prince never thought if his sister was a virgin or not, but either way he wouldn't force her. At least he hoped he wouldn't.
"Zuko," she breathed. "What do you see when you see me?"
"I see you--the girl who I grew up with; the woman who's made my life hell." Had she wanted him to see her different? More? Did Azula, despite being the twisted person she was, have morals about not giving herself to anyone she didn't love?
"Who do you see when you look at me?" she asked.
He thought about it for a moment, perplexed. Did she want him to think of someone else while he bedded her? Would she think of someone else during this? The thought made his blood boil at his wife thinking of someone else, while her husband claimed her. "You," he told her honestly. "Why, who should I see?"
Azula bit her lip, and eyes stared away.
"Azula my daughter. She looks so much like her mother," Ozai would stated. Almost everyone and anyone who knew Ursa, said that Azula looked liked her. Then it dawned on him, hitting him like lightning striking."Azula did Father..." he couldn't finish his question. She finally met his eyes, and he saw they were watery. He pulled her close to him, embracing her tightly caressing her hair. "I see you Azula. I see only you."