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040.) Define (Prequel to Desert)
It was a gloomy day in the Fire Nation. Dark clouds loomed overhead as heavy rain fell from the sky. Not a person could be seen in the streets as Azula overlooked the capital from one of the many balconies of the palace.
The princess let out a melancholy sigh. She had a lot on her mind recently. In the few months after her release from her imprisonment/therapy, she had quite a bit to think about. Mostly what she could do now that she was no longer a prisoner.
Azula let out another depressing sigh as she listened to the rough pattering of the rain.
"Is there something wrong, Princess Azula?" Iroh asked her from behind.
Said Princess turned around suddenly at the voice of her uncle. She frowned slightly when she noticed the old man. She never really liked her uncle. He just never really understood her.
"No, nothing's wrong," Azula answered as she turned back towards the city. "Nothing at all."
Iroh took a couple of steps forward and joined his niece on the balcony. The old man took a moment to gaze at the nation's capital before he addressed the young woman again.
"You seem like you have a lot on your mind," he observed. Azula scoffed before she replied.
"I'm perfectly fine," she started. "I'm still the princess, I'm in decent health and I'm free from prison. What could possibly be wrong?"
"Define 'wrong'," Iroh asked.
There was an awkward silence between the two. The sound of the raindrops being the only noise present.
"What do you want from me?" Azula asked quietly, angrily.
"I believe the question you should be asking," the older man replied. "Is what do you want from yourself."
He turned to look Azula in the eyes and saw a look of confusion. She quickly frowned again and turned back towards the city. The princess took a moment to gather her thoughts before she responded.
"I don't... I don't want to be here," she stated.
"In the palace?" Iroh asked.
"No... In this city," Azula looked up to the dark sky. She could see brief flashes of lightning. "This city has too many memories for me. Memories I don't want to remember."
"It's not like you to run away from a problem," Iroh stated. He could see Azula visibly flinch. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
"Since when have you known how I acted," Azula snapped. "Don't forget, uncle. I am NOT Zuko! You do not know me, so you have no right to go spouting your 'words of wisdom' to me like some sort of guru."
She turned and began to walk to her room. Azula stopped after a couple of steps and addressed her uncle before she turned down to a different corridor.
"I'll deal with my own problems as I see fit," she stated. "I don't need some old man who doesn't know the first thing about me to help."
As Azula left her uncle on the balcony, the only thought she had was of where she could possibly go that she wouldn't be recognized.
Anywhere in the Fire Nation was out of the picture. She'd rather die than spend time in the frigid water tribes. The only other option available to her would be the Earth Kingdom. It was large enough to facilitate several small villages that were perfect for someone looking to go into hiding.
Azula turned and entered her room. She quickly threw open her dresser and began packing for her escape. She only gathered a handful of clothes, so as not to hinder her traveling. Once she packed what little of her possessions she was going to bring, she made her way out of the palace.
The princess quickly threw a cloak over herself and pulled on the hood to cover her head. When she finally reached the entrance she noted that the heavy rain had become a light drizzle.
Azula began making her way through the capital city until she reached the port. She turned and gave one last look at the Fire Nation Palace before steeling herself and continuing on her way. As she made her way through the port she came upon a fishing vessel that was beginning it's early morning rounds.
After speaking with the ship owner, and paying him a fine price, Azula boarded the fishing boat and began her trek to wherever she could call her home, if such a place existed.
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041.) Beauty (December AU)
Azula looked at herself in the large mirror located in her bedroom. She took the time to analyze herself. She was young, not teenage young yet not middle-aged. She had a look of pride with an air of intelligence.
But what she noticed most, was the large bulge that was her belly. The six months of pregnancy was really showing, and she still had some time to go before the child was due.
She often heard other women complain that they looked ugly when they were pregnant, that they looked fat or disgusting. However, Azula thought differently.
As she turned to get various angles of her pregnant form, she couldn't help but smile happily. She knew she was attractive, Sokka always remembered to remind her of that fact, daily. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," she would remember people telling her.
She rubbed her belly tenderly when Azula suddenly felt the baby kick. The fire bender smiled to herself and began to hum a soft lullaby to her unborn child. It didn't matter what everyone else said. Nothing could be more beautiful than to be with child.
When Azula finished her song, she could no longer feel the baby kicking. "Rambunctious," she said softly. "Just like your father. But, just like him, you're easy to calm... Aren't you, little one?"
She chuckled softly to herself as she sat on her bed of furs. "Just another couple of months," Azula thought out loud. "Just another couple of months, and I'll be able to hold you in my arms. My little, beautiful baby..."
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042.) Betrothed (The "Ozai isn't such a bad guy" AU)
It has been eighteen years since Fire Lord Ozai put a stop to his nation's century long war against the nations. He had grown tired of the senseless destruction caused by the fighting. Although several years have passed since the end of the war, tension was still present amongst the nations.
It was for that very reason that Sokka found himself laying down on a very large bed, in a very large room, of the very large Fire Nation Palace. The young man let out a sigh as he stared at the ceiling.
"This sucks," he thought to himself as he reflected on his situation. In an attempt to alleviate the anxiety amongst the nations, Ozai had recommended an arranged marriage agreement. His son and daughter were to be married to the son and daughter of the current ruler of the other nations.
The plan was agreed upon by the other nations, and the marriages were set. Ozai's oldest son, Zuko, was to wed the Princess of the Northern Water Tribe, as agreed by their leaders.
Since King Kuei lacked any heirs or heiresses, he was given back control of several Earth Kingdom cities that were captured during the war.
And Sokka, being the closest thing to a prince in the Southern Water Tribe, found himself betrothed to the Princess of the Fire Nation; Azula.
Sokka let out a sigh. He had spent a week in the Fire Nation, and frankly he didn't like it. For one, it was WAY too hot for his taste. It took every bit of willpower for him to keep his clothes on as he walked around the city. Two, everyone seemed to have their heads shoved up their asses. Maybe it was just the fact that he spoke primarily with the Fire Nation Nobility, but pretty much all of them seemed to look down on him.
The last and probably most important reason why being in the Fire Nation sucked so much was Princess Azula. Like the other nobles, she also looked down on him. It just seemed like every opportunity she got, she would degrade him. In fact, every time Sokka remembered being in contact with the girl seemed to end up in a verbal fight.
The most infuriating thing though, was that every time Sokka left one of their arguments, Azula would have her patented smirk on her face. That arrogant smirk. Her stupid self-important smirk.
"Damn it!" Sokka said to himself. "Why can't I stop thinking about her lips?"
The young man let out another sigh as he closed his eyes in an attempt to go to sleep. Luckily, he was able to fall asleep, however, the only thing he could dream of was Azula's soft lips tenderly pressing against his own. The feeling of her tongue roaming through his mouth, the way she sucked and nibbled on his lower lip.
Sokka came to a startling realization that what he was experiencing wasn't a dream, but was in fact reality. His eyes shot open to see the princess staring right into his eyes, his lip firmly between her teeth.
Azula pulled back slowly (agonizingly slow) and let his lip slip out of her teeth's grip. "Well, it seems you weren't asleep," she pointed out quietly. "Even better."
Sokka swallowed hard when he noticed that Azula wasn't wearing a robe, nor any undergarments for that matter. "Azula?" he said with genuine surprise. "W-what in the name of the spirit world are you doing?"
Azula pouted cutely ("Azula being cute?" Sokka thought offhandedly.). "Isn't it obvious?" she answered as if it was the most blatant thing in the world. "I'm executing my royal privilege."
"What privilege?" Sokka exclaimed. "The wedding isn't even for another month! Let alone the... well.. this!"
Azula chuckled at Sokka's dismay. "That's so cute," she said as her fingernails slowly dragged across Sokka's bare chest. "I hate cute."
Azula quickly sank her nails into Sokka's chest, eliciting a hiss of pain from the young man. "Where's the fierce man who would argue with me?" she asked with that smirk of hers. "Where's the savage who would challenge me?"
The princess suddenly brought her lips crashing against his own once again, her tongue ravaging his mouth. Throughout their exchange of saliva, Azula's nails remained where they were.
Between the pain on his chest and the sheer amazement of Azula's soft lips, Sokka had no idea how he was suppose to feel. Whatever the case, Sokka was tired of having the princess' nails jammed in his chest. He quickly grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands off of him.
"Stop!" Sokka said as he tried to gain his bearings. "Why are you doing this? I thought you hated me?"
Azula smiled again. "Well, if you must know. You're the only guy in the entire nation who's willing to put up a fight with me," she stated. "Everyone else would bend over backwards just to please me. But not you. You don't care what I think. And I like that."
"You... what?" Sokka asked, thoroughly confused by Azula's logic (if he could call it that).
Azula began to grind her hips into his as she leaned forward. "Try not to think about that," she whispered huskily.
Sokka responded by letting out a low moan. The feeling of her moist sex grinding against his groin was driving him insane. It didn't help that her heavy breathing was a major turn on.
Tossing whatever reservations about the situation Sokka had to the side, he quickly reached out and grabbed a hold of Azula's ass. The sudden action caused the princess to arch her back in surprise. She looked down at Sokka and gave him a mischievous smirk.
"Naughty, naughty," she said as she sat up. The princess began reaching down and took a firm grasp of Sokka's erect manhood, causing him to wince. "I'm the one in charge, so you don't do anything unless I tell you to. Am I understood?"
Sokka nodded in agreement to the princess' deceptively soft voice. Azula smiled as her grip on the young man's shaft loosened as she began to stroke it gently. "That's a good boy," she whispered quietly into his ear.
The young woman continued to stroke Sokka's shaft. Her surprisingly soft touch was quickly bringing him to the brink. His eyes shut tight as he felt himself loosing himself. Suddenly, Azula stopped her ministrations.
"Not before me," was all that Azula said, eliciting a frustrated groan from Sokka. The princess simply chuckled at her husband-to-be's response. "Well, aren't we anxious," she teased.
Although she wouldn't admit it, Azula was feeling quite anxious herself. The fire burning inside of her refused to die, and the only way to quell it was through rigorous physical activity.
When Azula felt that Sokka was ready to consummate their unity (a month early), she slowly eased his erect manhood into her dripping wet snatch. Once she reached the barrier of her virginity, Azula quickly forced Sokka's dick the rest of the way through.
The pain she felt was tremendous. The princess quickly bit into Sokka's shoulder to muffle a scream of agony, causing the young man to wince in pain. For several moments, the two just laid there, Azula's body trembling in pain.
In an attempt to soothe the sore princess, Sokka began to gently stroke Azula's back while whispering reassuring words into her ear. For what it was worth, Sokka's gestures were working, seeing as Azula began to stop shaking. When the princess felt the pain subside, she slowly sat up.
"Are you okay," Sokka asked reluctantly. Honestly, he wasn't so sure what to think right now. He was still stuck on the part where Azula wanted him because he hated her.
"We could stop if you wa- aahhhhh!" Sokka said before he was interrupted by Azula slowly lifting herself up. As the princess descended down the young man's erection, Sokka couldn't help but let out another moan. When the pain was completely gone and replaced with sheer pleasure, Azula decided to pick up the pace.
As Azula continued to work his shaft, Sokka decided to forget trying to figure the situation out and finally began to contribute to their lovemaking. He quickly grabbed onto Azula's waist and gave a powerful thrust, eliciting a loud moan from the princess.
Azula looked down and gave Sokka a devilish smirk, which he returned. The dark haired girl leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of Sokka's head for support and quickly began to buck her hips harder. In response to Azula's actions, the young water-tribesman began to speed up his thrusts.
As Sokka watched the princess frantically drive her hips into his, he took not of how violently Azula's breasts would sway with her movements. It was truly hypnotic.
He licked his lips as he remained focus on the young woman's rather impressive bust. Without warning, Sokka's mouth engulfed one of her pert nipples, eliciting a shocked moan from Azula.
"Who gave you permission to- ahh," the princess tried to interject, but to no avail. Sokka's tongue assaulted the fire-bender's sensitive nipples relentlessly. He twirled and nipped at her mounds of flesh, and Azula responded with erotic moans.
"Oh spirits!" she exclaimed in ecstasy. Between Sokka teasing her nipples and his rock hard erection hitting her most sensitive spots, Azula was going mad with pleasure. The princess' soaking womanhood began to clamp harder onto the water-tribesman as she grew closer and closer to climax.
"Don't stop!" She ordered breathlessly. She could feel it, building up. That sweet release she craved so much. "Don't you dare stop, or else I'll- or I'll... OH SPIRITS YES!"
Azula arched her back as she came. Her body convulsed as the sheer pleasure racked her very core. The young woman continued to ride her orgasm as Sokka continued to pump into her ceaselessly, until he to reached his climax. She could feel his warm seed pouring into her in bursts as he released his orgasm, a feeling that she wouldn't soon forget.
Once the two came down from their euphoria, their bodies simply went limp. Azula decided to rest on top of the young man, and Sokka allowed her to lay there. He wrapped a single arm around her waist as she laid her head on his chest, the heavy beating of his heart helped to calm her down.
They stayed in relative silence, nothing but their labored breathing filling the room. "That was... wow," Sokka stated, interrupting the silence. "I don't think I've ever felt this good before. I think I could get use to this."
He looked down towards the princess and smiled warmly. Azula returned the look with a small smile of her own, something that was quite rare.
"You were much better than I was expecting," the princess admitted. She began tracing random patterns on his chest. "But then again, it was our first time. So I wasn't expecting much."
Silence again filled the room as the two basked in the afterglow of their passion. Sokka simply stroked Azula's back, and she in return practically purred like a kitten. Sokka was about to fall asleep when he felt the princess begin rubbing against him again.
He looked down and he saw her giving him a devilish grin, which he couldn't help but return. Azula began to sit up, dragging her hands along Sokka's chest. "Round two?" she offered sensually. Sokka had to admit, he liked this side of Azula.
The young man sat up wrapped an arm around the young woman's waist. He began to kiss his bride-to-be's neck, nipping and licking her sensitive skin, her moans of pleasure helping to bring him to arousal.
When Azula could feel Sokka's full erection at her entrance she slowly descended onto it for a second time. Once she was completely filled, the princess wrapped her slender legs around Sokka's midsection and began to softly grind into his hips.
This session was much calmer than the last, more gentle. This time wasn't just sex. This time, they were making love, and that fact was made clear when the two brought their lips together in their first non-sexual kiss.
It was slow and passionate. Neither of them wrestled for dominance, they simply intertwined their tongues in a manner befitting a husband and wife.
One of Azula's hands rested on his neck as her thumb traced along Sokka's jaw, the other was holding her lover's head closer to hers. Sokka's hand roamed the small of her back while the other massaged the back of her neck.
Their erotic moans filled the room. It was their music; tantalizing, sensual. It was the song of their passion, and their dance was of devotion. When the two finally reached their climax, it was unlike anything they'd ever felt before. Leagues beyond their previous endeavor.
And as they lay in bed, their arms wrapped around the other possessively, they knew that they'd never betray the other's trust. And together they fell asleep, awaiting the days to come.
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A/N: Hey everyone that's still subscribed to this fic! It's been a long time, hasn't it! Well, I just recently watched the trailer for Legend of Korra and I had the sudden urge to get back into writing. So, to get some ideas for new fics, I decided to reread some of my old ones. It was then that I realized that I never uploaded these three prompts onto here. Hopefully you all enjoyed them, and look forward to another update soon. Until next time!