Zuko still couldn't quite believe they had really told their family about them. After five long years they had gotten far more reckless, but the fear of getting caught had never truly disappeared. Yet now that the secret was out, it strangely made things easier, especially with Azula managing to make the situation a billion times 'simpler' by being the most loving girlfriend imaginable, even though they were temporarily apart.

He was pretty much in awe of how shameless his sister was about the whole thing. He knew how much she had wanted to tell everyone about them, but he had, foolishly, expected her to be at least a little uneasy when the time to do so finally came, especially since she had also been scared when Kiyi found about their relationship.

But even though having her being so up-front about everything regarding their relationship helped give him more courage and motivation to face this whole thing. Unfortunately, she couldn't give him patience.

"Therapy? Are you serious? Don't you think it's a little late to try to convince us we're crazy?" Zuko asked his uncle, struggling not to snap and storm off.

"No one is calling you two crazy" Iroh argued "We're just trying to understand how this happened"

"Then you guys should try to ask them and actually listening, instead of interrupting to berate them or to cry like somebody died" Lu Ten said in an oddly calm and surprisingly not at all rude tone, which ironically only made his response sound harsher.

"Uncle, be honest, what do you think it's going to happen? That after five years together, all that is going to take to break us up is some time apart and a few talks with a stranger that is probably going to need at least an entire month to even begin understand how screwed up our family is? I know this isn't what most people would call normal, and I know things are not going to be easy for us, but I am not leaving Azula. I already found us a place, and as soon as she turns 18 we're moving in together and planning our wedding"

"You really think you two can just pretend this is a normal relationship forever, don't you?" Iroh shock his head negatively, sounding sad and tired, like he had for the past few days "You can't see it now, but we're just thinking of what's best for you, and for Azula as well. You'll thank us someday"

"When? When I'm introducing a girlfriend I don't actually like or care about to you guys, and Azula is either lying through teeth saying she's happy I found someone or saying 'You're really lucky! Zuko is an amazing boyfriend. I should know" his uncle didn't sound amused by his impression of Azula, but Lu Ten didn't succeed in holding back his laugh, which only made the conversation more awkward.

"Let's be real, your sister isn't letting things get that far, and you'll probably give a black eye and broken ribs to any guy who so much as looks at her for too long" his cousin mocked, but they both knew it was true.

"Stop encouraging this! You already made things worse by helping them hide this from us" Iroh reprimanded his son, but he wasn't discouraged.

"I'm just being reasonable, dad. Even if they broke up, things would never go back to normal. It's why I didn't tell you in the first place, there's nothing to do about this beyond hoping for the best. More denial isn't gonna do this family any good. If these two were gonna go off the deep end because of this relationship, it would have happened already."

Once again, Iroh left as soon as he ran out of arguments - from what Azula had told him, their mother was doing exactly the same thing back home.

With that conversation done, Zuko went to 'his' room. It was a guest room really, but since Iroh and Lu Ten rarely ever had any visits, it became his since he'd sleep there sometimes since he was a young boy, especially when things first started to go sour at his own home. Every now and again Kiyi would come over as well, and they managed to force Azula to do the same once or twice. He'd stay over with Lu Ten on those times, with both of his sisters taking 'his' room, but now, even though he knew it was unlikely, if not straight up impossible, he kept imagining being to just share the room with Azula, like they were just a regular couple. She certainly was just as clingy as any normal girlfriend after all, if not more.

She was also a tease. So much so that she sent him pictures of herself wearing the red dress he gave to her on Christmas - it fit her just right, accentuating her curves, exposing a bit of her cleavage, and showing off her legs. It was just what he needed after all that unnecessary stress and drama. In return, he sent a picture of himself with just his pants on, his erection very noticeable, and then another just in his boxers.

After a minute or two, she sent him a video of her, oh so slowly, taking off that dress, letting him see her in nothing but her red bra and panties, which she then also slowly removed, until he could see every little bit of her gorgeous body. She grabbed the phone, and only stopped filming herself once she had lied down in her bed, her legs spread wide for him.

He called her immediately.

"Like what you see, Zuzu?" she asked, and the sultry tone of her voice, as well as her little gasps, let him know exactly what she was doing.

"You're such a slut. Such a fucking little whore" he said, stroking his cock and wishing so badly that it was her hand jerking him off.

"I know. And you love it" a moan escaped her lips and Zuko shivered imaging Azula fingering herself to the sound of his voice

He chuckled "Poor little Azula, so desperate for me, for my cock. You miss being my little toy, don't you?"

"Yes" she answered without a second of hesitation "I miss you so much, Daddy..." Fuck, he loved it when she called him that. How could something feel so wrong and so right at the same time? "I need you... I need you in me... I wish you were here so we could play..." she let out a loud moan and he stroked himself faster, closing his eyes and focusing on nothing but that obscene sound and on the mental image of her fingers going in and out of her pussy as she squirmed, desperate for him.

"We'll be living together again soon" he said, a malicious smirk forming on his lips "And we'll be all alone. I'll just grope and kiss you when you least expect it. Just lift up your skirt or pull down your pants, bend you over, bury my cock in you. I'll fuck you however I want, wherever I want, at any time I want" he groaned in pleasure, feeling his cock pulsate in his hand "Soft, slow, hard, fast... in our bed, in the tub, in the shower, in the kitchen counter, on a table, on the couch, on the floor, against a wall... I'll even fuck you in the balcony of our apartment to show everyone that my little sister is all mine and that I can do what do whatever I want to her"

"Pervert" she practically purred. Judging by her breathing, she was close to climax, but not quite there yet. Even though he didn't need to since they weren't really having sex, he delayed his own release.

"You'll be an absolute fucking mess. Screaming, crying, and soaking wet for me. I'll make you come over and over again, then spank you until your ass turns red and you can't do anything but pathetically beg me for more. More pain, more pleasure, more of anything I can give to you. I'm gonna make you mine and let everyone see and hear it" his heartbeat accelerated as he heard her desperate moans, and he knew just how to finish her off "No other man can touch you, just like no other woman could ever have me"

He smirked and let himself fall, just listening to his sister cry out as she brought herself to orgasm.

Yet as he came down from his high, he just felt so terribly alone not having her by his side, right within his reach so he could hug and kiss her until they feel asleep in each other's arms. Having no other option, he settled for just telling her what he was well aware she already knew.

"I love you, Azula"

"I love you too, dum-dum" her voice gave away just the slight hint of sadness.

"This will all be over soon" he promised.

But he wasn't sure if said promise was to his lover or to himself.