CHAPTER RATING: M (Language, Sexually EXPLICIT Situations, Sexually EXPLICIT Dialogue)

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Chapter 17: The Consequences of Inaction

"A secret, just between you...and me." She whispered into his ear. Her palm rested on his chest, his heart rate quickened when he saw her stop, and look towards the bathroom door.

Her nails pushed into his chest as she returned to her feet. Oh no. He thought to himself. Turning his head, he watched as she walked to where Katara was hiding.

"Like I said." Azula slammed the door shut, a stream of electricity crackled down her arm into the doorknob. "This is a secret, just between you and me." She winked at him.

His head fell back, in relief, fear, anticipation, and regret. He couldn't move, he couldn't protest, he couldn't escape. There was nothing he could do.

Or... Was it that...

There was nothing he wanted to do?

...

Katara heard her poisonous words through the thin wooden door.

Secret? Azula can't mean...? She thought to herself. The door slammed against its frame, Katara jumped at the sound, but did not reveal her presence. Although it seemed obvious by now, that Azula was well aware that Katara was in the bathroom.

She couldn't hear anything else after that. But she did notice a small spark skip across the brass doorknob.

Katara reached out to it, and with only a few inches between them, she felt a shock run through her arm, and slapped her hand over her mouth. Her eyes clenched as she bit her lip. It felt like she had just stuck her arm into a bonfire, and let it burn for hours.

That confirmed it. Azula knew everything.

When the fire subsided, she felt the pain-filled tears run down her cheeks.

I'm stuck here now, but...

She gathered her tears into a small spike, and began drilling a small hole into the door.

...

Azula turned around, and took a slow stride towards him. A slow, seductive stride, swaying her hips with every step.

"You see, Aang." She crawled next to him, and laid on her side. Resting her head in her hand, her grin widened. "I tried my best to be nice, and to change. I really did. But some people didn't let me, they all thought that I was a heartless, evil, demented psychopath." She brought her lips together into her familiar expression of innocence. "You don't know how sad that makes me."

"How sad does it make you?" He answered in a flat tone, and turned to the ceiling.

"It made me so sad, that I couldn't admit to a young Avatar, that I loved him." She took two fingers to his chin and forced him to meet her eyes. "Instead, I had to do something so manipulative, and disgusting that I just...I just became the evil person that they thought I was. " Azula slid her hand across his bare chest, and pushed away the sash that was draped over his shoulder, revealing his toned, yet thin, torso. "I just want honesty." Her silken, raven hair draped across his chest when she laid her head above his heart. "Just let this little bit of honesty be our…little…secret."

Something felt strange.

Something had changed.

"What can I do to ease your pain, my Princess?"

"Just answer one question for me, honestly...Do you love me?"

"I do. I love you." She nestled her ear closer to his heart.

"Even after I've done all of these things for you?"

"Yes." He nodded. "Even after all of this…I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay with you."

"You mean it?" She met his eyes, he saw brightness within them that he hadn't seen since the day he released her from the dark, dingy cell in Ba Sing Se.

"I mean it." He answered.

"I'm sorry for what I did."

"You don't have to apologize. I only wish that I could wrap my arms around you."

"That can be arranged." She smiled, and placed her hand on his chest. A shock occurred, with a smile, he did just as he said, and wrapped his arms around her. She buried herself deeper into the embrace of her Avatar.

"Do you know what I want most?" He asked.

"What do you want most?" She replied. His hands slipped down to her wrists, he took a firm grip on them. Her eyes told him that she was shocked and aroused when he turned her onto her back, and held her arms down at her wrists.

"I want you, Azula."

...

Katara fell to the floor when she heard him utter those words. There's no way. She stared through the hole she drilled, and saw Aang holding Azula down on the bed.

This isn't Aang. He would never do this. He wouldn't lie to me. Would he?

He had told her that Azula never done anything to brainwash him.

So...This whole time...

A small stand of lightning skipped across her arm.

...He was lying to me...

Distraught, disheartened, and disoriented, Katara turned away from her self-fashioned peephole, sat down on the cold tiled floor, and pulled her knees into her chest, cradling herself.

"I should have never come here." She whispered.

Katara turned away from the door, she couldn't bear to watch this anymore.

...

"Is the tension killing you?" She teased. "just do as I say...Let go of my hands." His grip on her loosened. "Very good. Now, sit down. And close your eyes."

He heard the buttons of her top popping, one by one.

"Is the tension building?" Her sharp nails pushed into his shoulder blades, her hands rested on his shoulders, and began to descend across his chest. "Does it hurt when the wait is so long?" Her breath caressed his ear as she taunted him.

"It's worse than torture." He whispered back.

"Let me bring you relief. There is nothing that brings me more pleasure than seeing you happy, my little Avatar." His head dropped.

"Please, make me happy, Princess Azula." He begged.

"I would love to, Aang." His heart jumped when Azula pushed herself into his back, feeling her voluptuous breasts sink into him, while her hand slid into his robe.

"How's that feel?" She whispered. Her hands wrapped around him, caressing him in her usual torturous, slow motion. Her cold hands building heat as she touched him. He threw his head back, and closed his eyes in ecstasy.

She took his reaction for what it was, and brought her chin into the crease of his neck. Her heated breath falling on his ear was bringing a new sensation to his entire being. Every muscle in his body felt as if it was overheating.

"Are you close?" He nodded with breaths cursed by a vacant mind. She pulled down his robe and let her breath flow into his ear. "Then go ahead." He gasped, and she released her grasp. Nerve-shaking pulses ran from his heart to his core. She smiled, and kissed his cheek.

"Are you happy now?" She whispered.

"No. Not yet."

"What can I do to satisfy you?" She teased.

"Please, Princess Azula... Don't make me beg."

"Very well, Aang. If that's what you wish." The softness that pushed against his back disappeared. "Come here." He turned with her order, and admired her beautiful, ivory skin that graced the body of a Goddess. A Goddess that he would serve, obey, and worship if it meant that she would love him. He would do anything she'd ask of him, even at the cost of his soul.

"Go on. Do what you want." Her smooth voice only compelled him to obey. He kissed her in a warm embrace that elicited a moan from his Fire Nation Goddess. It brought him not to know that she was pleased with his efforts.

Not wanting to stop, his hand held her cheek, and began to caress her body as it moved down. While feeling her curves, caressing her soft skin, and kissing her sweet lips. He moved his hand across her midsection, and pushed his hand into her panties. Her warmth fell upon his hand, He felt how wet she was with the liquid that coated his fingers, and took in her moans as he touched her.

His passionate kisses emblazoned a trail down her neck. She cried his name, begging him to go lower. His wanting lips proceeded further. His other hand wrapped around her arousing breast.

She cried for him when his lips fell upon her other nipple, he played with her using his tongue, and found bliss in her moans that grew louder with every sensation.

"I-Is that it?" She mocked through short breaths. "You showed me how aggressive you could be before. Do it again." She pushed his head deeper into her chest as he gently bit down on her nipple, and massaged her clitoris in a single orgasmic instance.

She let out a blood curling scream of ecstasy, and fell down into the bed. Her hand still holding his head, she brought a single finger to his crown, and he felt a shock.

She grabbed his neck and slammed him into the bed.

"Remember now." She whispered into his ear. "This is our little secret."

"What the-?" He blinked. "What the hell did you do to me?!" His limbs went limp again.

"You mean you don't get it yet?" She bent over and covered herself up. "I wonder, should I tell you?" She tapped her chin with a smile across her lips. "Very well," she reached down his robe, and covered him up. "I did just as I told you, I made it so that you would only think of me." She smiled and cupped her hand over his cheek. "I'll let you move, I'll let you free, but when I do is for me to know, and for you to find out."

"What you said..."

"That is the whole point, isn't it?" She kissed his cheek, and lowered her voice. "But what is this? A story? Why would I reveal my secret method to you? Besides, you're smart. You can figure it out."

"What are you going to do about-"

"Nothing. I think it's more fun this way." She snuck her way to the door, he heard a crackle, and she smiled. "'I want you, Azula'" she mocked again. "I wonder how your beloved Water Tribe peasant is going to take that."

"Why...?" He asked. "Why are you so evil?" She began to exit the room, before she turned back.

"Because you love it when I am." With those last words, she left him lying helpless on his back.

Now we're both trapped here.

...

He awoke to the sound of sobbing. In the white robe, she sat at the foot of his bed, her shoulders shaking as her cries echoed through the room.

"Katara..."

"You...You've been..."

"Yes, this is what she's been doing to me since she captured me. I'm...I'm s-sorry."

Katara raised a hand, and brought it down upon his cheek. An audible smack broke through the walls, and a burning sensation ran across his entire face. He stared at her, blank. Her tears soaked the bed, sorrow and anger mixed together in her sapphire eyes.

"Tell me that she forced you to do all of that! Tell me that you didn't enjoy it!" She demanded.

"It's true!...She forced me to do all of that. She's gotten into my mind, you understand don't you?" He looked away.

"You enjoyed it?"

"I can't lie to you. I'm sorry." She struck him again, he couldn't bring himself to face her. He looked across at her hands, and saw a skip of lightning.

"You lied to m-"

"No!" He grabbed her shoulders. "She's gotten to you, too!"

"Don't touch me!" She pushed him back, he crashed into the wall. "I can't believe I came all this way to save you!"

"Please, listen!" He begged. "What did Azula say to you? What was the phrase, or term, or word that she said to you when she touched you?"

"Don't come near me!" She pushed him back, he felt the blood in his veins rush, and created another hole in the wall.

"Please...Please, Katara. Trust me. I would do anything to protect you."

She felt a surge, and stopped herself.

"Surprise!" Azula burst through the door with two guards, and cast lightning that ran across the ground, scarring a black trail that struck both Aang, and Katara. Their muscles tightened, and they fell.

...

"Well, that was quite entertaining!" Azula's voice came into focus as Katara awoke. "So much drama! A lovers' quarrel!"

Azula mocked them as they hung from their ankles and wrists, bound to the wall by steel cuffs.

"You're sick! Whoever they are, they're right! You were always a sick, demented, and sadistic..." His insult faded as he saw her smile.

"You're not getting anywhere by insulting me." She laughed. "But you are right. I never did change, not too much, anyway."

"Katara!" Aang cried out when she coughed and gasped. "Are you alright?" To his dismay, she didn't answer, but instead, turned away. His heart sunk with her actions. "What did you do?!" Azula turned to him. "I know you manipulated her! What was the code?!" Azula smiled and turned towards Katara.

"No venom from the Water Tribe peasant?" She whispered while moving closer to Katara. "Now's your chance. Tell him what you really think. Because for now, the code is a secret, just between you, and me. "

Katara felta surge, opened her eyes, and blinked to clear her vision.

"Aang!" He heard surprise in her voice. "Are you okay?" He raised an eyebrow at her question. Her gaze fell towards Azula. "You, what did you do to me?!"

"You know," Azula sighed. "I'm getting damn tired of explaining this over and over!" She looked over at Aang. He shot a desperate look towards her.

"Katara! Listen to me! Whatever I say or do from now on, isn't really what I mean! It isn't me! I lo-" A clawing pain shot across his chest as he gasped for air.

"Don't hurt him!" Katara pleaded to deaf ears.

"I'm hurt. How could you betray my trust? I told you," she whispered to Aang as he writhed in pain. "What we do, everything between us, is our little secret."

Katara saw his eyes snap open. And with a wave of her hand, his bonds retreated. He floated down next to her. She watched Azula embrace him, and bring her lips to his.

'You... " Katara gasped, before an idea came forth. "Our little secret!" She cried. "Our little secret! Come on, Aang. Wake up!"

"Ha! Do you hear yourself? Do you hear how ridiculous you sound?" Azula laughed. "You're wasting your breath." She turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her head on his chest, she continued. "It only works when I say it. The only voice he hears now, is mine." His head hung low.

"Aang! Answer me! Wake up!'

"You see, little peasant, even if I did brainwash him, he did as he pleased to me." Her sadistic grin widened as Katara felt the sting of her words. "He knew what he was doing. And he loved every second of it."

Katara was silent, watching the Avatar she loved broken before her.

"But cheer up, I'll do you one last favor before I allow you to leave." She kissed Aang again, and licked her ruby lips. "How long has it been since you've kissed him?" She teased.

Katara didn't answer.

"That long?" Azula brought her hands to Katara's chin and held her steady. "You are one of the rudest prisoners I have ever seen. But I'm fair, how would you like one last parting gift from me?"

"What would that be?" Katara spat before she was taken by surprise.

Azula brought her lips to Katara's. Heat rose to Katara's face, she blushed as Azula kissed her. Katara's mouth opened wider when Azula caressed her tongue with her own. She took Katara's breath with her as she sucked the air from her lungs. When Azula pulled away, she bit Katara's bottom lip, and dragged it out, letting a strand of saliva descend and break.

"How was it? That's what he feels when he kisses me, intoxicating, isn't it? No wonder why he wants me so badly. " She winked at Katara's shocked expression. "Don't give me that look, you've never seen two girls kiss each other before?"

"When I get out of here..." Katara was still blushing. "I'm going to end you."

"I'm afraid I can't let that happen. Your kiss was enchanting, I can see why he'd want to spend the rest of his life feeling your lips." She teased Katara. "But he's mine now." Katara's saw a glint in her eye, as if Azula just had an epiphany.

"I know," She smirked and touched Katara's cheek, "I can finally show you how much of a bitch I can be." A shock, and everything went black.

...

When Katara came to, her hands were bound in the same leather as before. She was tied, her arms stiff at her sides, and her ankles tied together.

"That's a good spot." Azula's voice came from behind her. "In fact, that's perfect." Katara scowled, and turned to meet the gaze of the Fire Nation Princess.

But she stopped herself when she saw Aang, standing right behind her.

"Katara..." He whispered.

"Aang...Are you...?"

"No, I'm afraid he's not." Azula interrupted. "He's still mine."

"I swear, when I get free-" Aang brought his hand up to her face.

"Don't speak to Princess Azula that way!" His anger showed in his glowing, gray eyes.

"A...Aang..."

"Don't you see?" Azula's voice came again with her footsteps that echoed through the steel room. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and clapped her hands over his scarred-again chest. "I told you he only hears me now."

"Aang, don't you remember anything?" She pleaded. To Katara's surprise, Azula didn't stop her from speaking. Instead, she brought her lips to his ear.

"Go on. Try to convince him, I love to see ants struggle against those who could crush them."

"Aang...Please, listen." She whispered. "I know that somewhere deep down within you, you can hear me." Her vision began to blur with tears. "Please...Come back to me." She pleaded through her now cracking voice.

But just then, she saw something. He twitched, almost like when he was having his vision. "I just want you to know, Aang. I forgive you." His face softened when she said those words.

"That's it!" Azula interrupted. "Open the hatch!" A guard behind her pulled down a switch, it was accompanied by the sound of gears cracking, and metal crying. Behind Katara, a massive hatch opened, and she was stuck between the person she loved, and a fall into the deep mist below.

She bowed her head to Aang and Azula. She had been defeated. If this was the fate that destiny chose for her, then so be it.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, Aang." Katara apologized.

She saw him twitch again.

"It's okay." She continued

"It's good to see that you've accepted your fate. But now is the part where I scar you for the rest of your-rather short-life." She smirked. "My dearest Avatar. You have the honors." She kissed his cheek. "Push her off."

He raised his hand, and Katara bowed her head.

PUBLISHED ON: 9/14/2014

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