Ozai

If Ozai could turn back time just once, he would go back to the day that he chose to let Zuko live, his son was no longer the timid boy that he was before but a man ready to claim his birthright by any means necessary. The honor Zuko had held up was trampled under the weight of his ambition and if Ozai were not the target of his ire, he might have felt some measure of pride at Zuko's actions.

Unfortunately for the no longer exiled prince, all he felt was rage, Zuko reminded him far too much of Ursa which was funny because out of his children Zuko was almost a copy of himself now, he had doubted being the father of a child so meek and talentless, but time proved that Zuko was Ozai's son.

Now the Fire Lord was going to use his son to draw out those that opposed his rule by giving them a figure to rally behind, he wouldn't order the assassination attempts to stop though, Zuko was far too dangerous with his advantage of being immune to fire if Zuko lacked the blessing of the sun he would be a lesser threat to Ozai's rule and wouldn't even be on Ember Island right now.

Ozai knew that if the Fire Nation splintered now everything they had fought for in the last hundred years would be for naught, Zuko didn't seem to care, or maybe the foolish prince thought that he could maintain things as they are but if Ozai was to be remembered as the greatest of all Fire Lords then he needed to wait until the comet had passed and all opposition was destroyed before finally putting an end to Zuko's ambitions.

Ozai raised his cup and drank deeply from it enjoying the taste of the wine as he looked around, court remained the same as ever with the ever-fickle noblemen doing deals on the side as they avoided displeasing those of higher ranks and the ever-ambitious ones sucked up to those in power.

Ozai had gotten rid of the ones trailing behind him once his reign had been secure and their support had become a detriment rather than a boon, now while he was still surrounded by people who barely contradicted him those who were in charge and around him had a satisfactory measure of competence.

Speaking of competent people Azula had been acting far too demure this whole time and when she thought Ozai wasn't looking Azula would stare at him as if she wished to hear his thoughts, it was embarrassing behavior for Azula who had his full confidence, it was clear she wished to ask him something but lacked the will to go through with her questions.

It was something he would have expected from Zuko, not her. Ozai hated that lately, all his thoughts included Zuko in one way or another, the throne he sat in received some of his anger as he squeezed it and left the imprint of his fingers on it.

Another thing that was bothering him was Iroh, Iroh who was loved by the army, and by Azulon, Iroh who could never do anything wrong, Iroh that was blessed with unparalleled power, Iroh who killed the last dragon.

Once upon a time, Ozai had been content with his lot in life, he had accepted that he would never be Fire Lord, that he would live in his brother's shadow, and while his relationship with Ursa was not the best it had started to become something more… all of that came crashing down when Lu Ten died and the hunger for the throne returned.

It was not secret that Ozai didn't value his offspring as Iroh did, but Azulon didn't value them equally either and by expressing his grief Azulon had proven himself a hypocrite, but his punishment had been exactly what he needed to finally have what he deserved.

Now Iroh once more represented a threat, his love for Zuko and his incessant desire to guide him towards the right path now put his brother in direct collision with Ozai, perhaps it would be better for Ozai to kill Iroh but the rumors that would spread from his assassination could do more damage than Iroh himself.

The populace of the Fire Nation will never follow a man that would kill his brother or a son who kills his father and that fact was what stopped Zuko from simply taking the crown by force, they need to have a reason to believe that fighting is the only solution, at least he could still try to kill Zuko with assassins since his popularity was still low enough for them not to care but once it rises things will get complicated.

The arrival of a messenger manages to divert Ozai's attention from his dark thoughts.

He bows low before leaning in to whisper in his ear "Commander Zhao believes that he has found the location of the moon spirit, he wishes to know if you have any further orders"

Normally Ozai would have promoted Zhao and sent him to deal with the last bastion of the Water Tribes but with things so complicated in the capital, it would serve him better to have a man like Zhao close by.

"Send my congratulations Zhao will receive the rank of general, he will take control of his new army after presenting himself in the capital. As for the spirit of the moon…it will live a little longer but make sure he knows that it will be under his command that the operation will take place"

Zhao had to be watched once he started his tenure as general, he was an ambitious man with little regard for any life not his own, Zhao cared not for honor or any type of order besides the one established by the strong, and while Ozai doubted that Zuko or Iroh would ever work with him voluntarily but stranger things had happened in the world.


Azula

Azula hadn't been herself lately the words of her brother resonated far too often on her mind leaving her with mixed emotions, she spent a lot of time thinking about her mother now, the island wasn't helping either, it was on its shores that Azula spent some of the happiest days of her life.

Here she had felt the love of her mother and saw the gentle side of her father. Azula shook her head trying to stop herself from digging into what now were painful memories of a world that couldn't be.

She needed a distraction and luckily Mai was here, she had to be, as Azula had already seen Mai's mother hanging around the food while carrying Mai's baby brother. In the distance Azula saw Mai go out of the main room, she was not surprised as parties were not generally to Mai's liking, the atmosphere far too cheerful for her friend…

Azula wondered if they really were friends and if Azula herself was capable of caring for her friends, she knew that there were feelings there for her brother. Zuzu always managed to worm his way into her affections, he was annoying like that.

But Mai had hardly spoken with Azula in the last year, and right now Mai had also made no effort to look for her, perhaps it was time Azula reminded Mai that she existed. Mai had never liked it when Azula passed flames too close to her face as a joke as if Azula could mess up and burn her, she was a princess, not an amateur.

Sneakily Azula made her way to the place she saw Mai go, it was harder than it looked since many people wanted to make use of her for their own ends by offering their sons as consorts and were always looking for an opportunity to ram more offers of marriage down her throat.

After making her way to the other side of the room she carefully opened the door that she had seen Mai disappear into, seeing as there was no one inside she entered closing the door behind her. The whispered words of someone grabbed her attention and as she strained herself to hear, she recognized Mai's voice coming from an adjacent room to the one she was in.
This time when she opened the door Azula got a big surprise.

Mai was bent over a table while Zuko thrust into her with wild abandon and the words she had heard before were simply the encouragement that Mai was giving Zuko.

Azula had never seen people having sex before, and while she'd had a passing interest in some boys before it was nothing like the kind of attraction Zuko and Mai shared.

The continued sounds of their flesh slapping against each other's were only interrupted by Mai's moans and Zuko's grunts of exertion, after a particularly hard slap from Zuko to Mai's ass, Azula witnessed as Mai drenched the floor with her excitement.

Zuko laughed mockingly at Mai before speaking "I suppose this didn't happen either"

Mai turned back to him but before she could retort Zuko grabbed her neck and increased the speed of his savage pounding, the words Mai had prepared to say were drowned by her renewed moans.

It was exciting watching a man take a woman as roughly as Zuko was doing and clearly Mai was enjoying it so it couldn't be bad.

"Keep going, AHhn, I don't want to be able to walk tomorrow!" Mai looked like a woman possessed because of the wild look on her face, a face that was quickly losing the little color she had from the lack of air "I'm almost there! Don't you dare pull out!"

Zuko simply grunted in acknowledgment as he continued to brutalize the girl in front of him, he slapped her ass, pulled her hair, choked her, and even went so far as to push a finger inside Mai's backdoor to her approval.

With a grunt, Zuko hilted himself one final time and remained there as Mai's eyes rolled back into her head while drool came out from the corner of her mouth, Mai's face was one of utter satisfaction and Azula wondered how it would feel like to be in her place.

"It's so hot" Zuko pulled out of Mai and Azula had to admit to being impressed with the size of his tool, the length was more than satisfactory but the girth of his cock was what grabbed her attention, even when Azula had pleasured herself to release some stress she hardly used more than two fingers and for the first time she wondered what it would be like if her cunt was stretched to its limits.

Zuko's cum dripped down to the floor and Mai followed soon after unable to keep herself standing.

"You better take responsibility for your actions" Mai spoke between taking deep breaths.

"I wasn't the one that insisted on not pulling out but you're crazy if you think I wouldn't take care of you"

The words her brother spoke appeared to be the right ones as Mai turned her body around to face Zuko's cock, she let it rest on her face as she gave a longing look to Zuko, then Mai's tongue started cleaning every inch of Zuko's cock,

It was degrading, dirty, and for some reason, Azula found it very arousing if the wetness between her legs was anything to go by, Azula's breath hitched once Mai took one of his testicles into her mouth and sucked on it as if it was candy, then Mai did the same with the other before placing the tip of Zuko's cock in her mouth and kissing it with more passion than she had seen other women kiss their husbands.

Mai teased the slit of his member as it dripped out a clear liquid that with her effort soon became something far thicker, Mai relished in the sudden facial that she was being given and lapped up anything that got too close to her mouth.

"You don't need to be there for the next match," the message was clear for all to hear Mai wanted to keep going "just remember that this stays between us"
It seemed like the show wasn't over.


Author note: it's a waifu catalog story so sub-par porn was going to be more prominent eventually, also i apologize for the delay with my internet conection failing i didn't realize that this wasn't posted. as always my is below and i hope you all have a good day while i hunt rodents that don't value their lives.

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