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Chap. 10
Lin's pulse raced, pounding in his veins like a battery of drummers or the most advanced catapults assailing the walls of his fortitude. An assassin. An assassin here, in my parent's house! The Dai Li are active in the village... shit, shit, shit! Why're they after me, though?
The figure in his doorway slipped inside, and again the door made a small noise as it slid shut. There was a quiet curse, barely audible over his own uncontrolled, near-panicked breathing. His dagger was in his hand, but would it help? He was still laying on his bed, a simple mat on the floor. He was prone, vulnerable. Even if he knew an attack was coming, he wasn't that great a fighter, and barely a Bender at all.
They stepped closer, and Lin was unable to keep himself from tensing. Sweat was already gathering in his armpits, and ran down his temple. His palms, too, were increasingly wet, and not because the night was balmy. The near-desert plains the village occupied were chilly at night, not warm. Another step, and they were there, over him, standing almost on top of him. Small, slender... the type of person you would expect an assassin to be. Someone who could slip in and out, unnoticed.
"I know you're awake," the person whispered, and Lin jumped at the soft noise. "Come on, Lin, we've got work to do. And put your pig-sticker away, it's not scaring anyone, least of all an assassin."
"Wha- What the- T- Ty Lee?"
"Who else?" a more feminine-sounding voice hissed, "You know I used to act, right? Part of being a Circus performer. Anyway, get up and get dressed. We've got work to do."
"Wh... uh... okay. Um... maybe get out, so I can dress?"
"No way," Ty Lee giggled, "I've been waiting for this for weeks. Just do it, I'm not leaving. Someone's got to watch for assassins, after all, while you're... occupied."
Lin swallowed, his face probably glowing with a blush as Ty Lee stepped back twice, then stopped as she reached his door. "You're... you're going to stay? I'm only wearing a-"
"I'm definitely staying," the woman giggled, "Mai will be jealous I got to see, well, at least most of you. In the dark. Damn, even I can barely see anything. But yeah, hurry up, Lin. We're going to miss it if you don't get up and get moving."
"Fine," he muttered, and threw the threadbare blanket he'd been using since a child off. "Uniform, or regular clothes?" He tried his best to ignore the staring, gawping woman as he stood up and started dressing as quickly as he could. It didn't help, he could feel Ty Lee's eyes on him, tracking his every move. At least, he consoled himself, he wasn't hideous, and the army's exercise regimen had improved his already decent tone from working the fields to something approaching actually muscular.
"These, actually," she showed him, pulling a small bundle from behind her back. He unrolled the twine easily enough, to show a tightly-bound set of clothes almost like Ty Lee herself was wearing: black, form-fitting, multiple layers thick, and with a plain steel mask painted white with only two eye-slits and one mouth-slit, with no other features.
His attempt to ignore the girl as he dressed in the strange, stealth-assisting (he hoped) clothing was somewhat ruined by another blush as he turned to find Ty Lee licking her lips as she stared at his crotch. "You wear them well," she said after he coughed, embarrassed, "Now, follow me. Try to avoid the floorboards that squeak... I'm kind of surprised I didn't wake up half your family getting in here."
'They're probably mostly drunk," he admitted, "Uh... weapons?"
"None. Take nothing," she replied, "not even your little poker."
He swallowed, but complied. He didn't really think the Kyoshi Warriors would set him up for an ambush while he was helpless. What would the point be? At least half, probably all of them, could flatten him in a straight fight. Ty Lee and Mai certainly could. Why bother disarming him? No, there was something else going on. Unfortunately, he didn't dare ask any questions until they were at least out of the small, too-crowded house.
Then, by the time he slipped out the door and into the night, she was fifteen chi away, and getting further. She ran like a circus performer, he was sure, though he'd never seen one in person of course, with her hands out behind her like streamers to match the long hair she currently had in a single, central tail wrapped with ribbons of black.
With a sigh, he broke into a run too, barely able to keep up.
He skidded to a halt, breathless and noisy, breathing noisily, judging by Ty Lee's sudden, uncharacteristic glare in his direction as he caught up after she had already stopped. Two buildings away from not the village's only tavern, outside the... trader's? "Why're- why're we at Trader Jo's?"
"Better vantage," Ty Lee whispered, and he felt another pang of jealousy. She's not even out of breath! "Come on. And... try not to make any more noise?"
"I'm... being as... quiet... as I... can," he huffed, then watched in amazement as Ty Lee scrambled up the corner of the building as easily as if it were a ladder, then slipped onto the roof.
Several seconds later, her head reappeared, "Coming?"
"I can't climb that," he hissed, gesturing, "I'm not even sure how you did it!"
"Secret techniques," she whispered back, rolling her eyes visibly beneath the moonlight. "Hold on, I should have a spare bit of... Ah!" She disappeared once more.
A moment later, rope slithered down, just enough to dangle above the ground, followed by the woman herself. "I've tied it to the chimney, it should hold. Come on, we have to hurry!"
Pushy woman, he grumbled internally as she vanished once more, then started to climb. He'd have never known how, if it hadn't been for the army's training again, but his legs were already burning from the near two-li run into the village's center, and by the time he scrabbled quite noisily onto the baked-tile rooftop of Jo's Trading Post (named after the current Jo's great-great-grandfather, one of the original founders of the village), Ty Lee was glaring at him again. "You really need some stealth training."
"Sorry," he grumbled, "I've never had to do this before. You don't have a lot of reason to sneak around a farming village, or as a soldier."
"You never tried to sneak around your siblings? Get an extra snack, or bite to eat? Never squirreled away a few Zhu?"
"Never had any Zhu to hide," he reminded her, "we mostly trade in goods, not coins."
"Oh. Okay, well... I guess that explains it," Ty Lee muttered, "but remind me to give you a crash course one of these days, you're gonna need it. Unless you lose your nerve because we have to kill your family, or something. Anyway, look... there's the elder. What's his name?"
"Gonju," Lin answered, "His name's Gonju. And he's an ass. If anyone, I'd suspect him."
"It's never the grumpy guy, though," Ty Lee told him, and quickly rehashed the same thoughts and discussion she'd had with Mai about how the cheerful people were usually the Dai Li agents simply because they aroused less suspicion. "He might be involved, but I doubt he knows anything about who he's working for if so. He might be a contact of a contact. A useful tool... but I doubt he's the man himself."
"How can you be sure?"
"Can't, I suppose," Ty Lee admitted, "but that's what we've seen happen again and again. Pretty sure it's codified in Dai Li doctrine; the happy people are the ones that don't arouse suspicion, so use them. The mean ones everyone wants to be the problem, so they never are. It's smart if you think about it. The Dai Li are a lot of things, but stupid isn't one of them."
"No, I suppose not," Lin sighed. "Anyway, what are we doing here, then? Are you going to break into Trader Jo's?"
"No, of course not," she answered, "Not unless we need to. We aren't here to wreck your village, Lin. Not unless we have to. We have a mandate from the Earth King to do whatever it takes to stop the Dai Li for good. Not cause wanton destruction."
"That's reassuring," he muttered darkly, "so what are we here for?"
"We've already told you. Hunting the Dai Li. They're in this village, all the signs point to it. Letters disappearing more frequently around here, with few or no outright bandit attacks."
"My parents and brothers mentioned attacks, and mail missing."
"Exactly... but the attacks are small-scale, right? Just a few people here and there, no big bands like Boshi's? Those bands bring in some money for the Dai Li, but what they're really for, as far as the leadership is concerned, is drawing attention elsewhere. Your attention; the Earth Kingdom Mustered Soldiery. That's actually why the Earth King hired us, the Kyoshi Warriors, to take care of it. Well, that and both Mai and I have a proven track record against them."
His eyes narrowed, "Why's that?"
Ty Lee just shrugged, "We've had to hunt them before, a few times actually. Every time we succeeded. This mission's longer, since it's basically to eradicate the whole organization. We've been at it for a couple of years now. But we're getting close to the top. This isn't it, I think... but it's a few rungs down the ladder from them. At least that's what Mai and I both think. If you'd read the scrolls we gave you to keep, you'd have figured some of this out yourself."
"Why would I read those? If anything, they're damning evidence that I'm one of th-mmph!"
Ty Lee had slapped her gloved hand over his mouth and shot him another glare, this time actually angry, "Keep it down," she hissed, "and because that's also the only way you'd be able to protect yourself if people started looking into it. Read them. Look for what isn't said. Read between the kanji. That's where the real secrets are. No code, no pattern to look for. Just messages not being said. Talking around a subject without actually naming it, for example."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Ty Lee sighed, though her hand dropped as she sent him an almost pitying glance. "Hibonyi Valley. Where Boshi's men were, right? Well, the scrolls talk about every single location around there on a map, but never the location of the valley itself. That's how we knew where to look, and why you and the rest of Sandseal got sent."
"I... What? You sent me? How long have you been- been-"
This time, she grinned, "Spying on you? Watching you?"
He nodded, more terrified than he could remember in... well, at least a few hours. These last few weeks had been horrible in so many ways!
"Since then. We had no idea who you were then, you were all just the grunts that were supposed to keep a cordon while the Kyoshi Warriors went and assassinated the leaders, including Boshi, then mopped up the rest. But Captain Taijin had a good plan, so Mai agreed we would do that. And it worked, pretty well I'd say. We didn't lose any of our own instead of a few, and you guys had pretty low casualties too. Just a few of your officers and a half- or a dozen troopers, right? Something like that, anyway."
He nodded, though the number of dead or permanently wounded was much higher than she had listed, it was pretty low, all things considered.
"So the whole thing with Mai giving you the kill? That wasn't really planned. Something about you caught her eye, though. After the battle we did some digging. Talked to Taijin and Jo Gai, among others, and found out who you were. Or who you weren't. Like I said, we're reasonably sure you aren't with the Dai Li. Suspicions went back up when we found out the next place that was being talked around was here and the last bandit camp we took out, but you're still alive because it's unlikely your family are the problem. Except maybe your father."
He stiffened. "Why? Because he's friendly, and popular among the villagers? That's stupid."
"It's exactly the kind of person they'd try to recruit, whether they knew it or not. He might be a sleeper agent. But, the good news is, if there is a base here, and we think there is, then they'll have lists of who in the area- at least a few Provinces around- will be Sleepers, and what they are programmed to do, along with activation codes."
"A- Activation codes? Programming? What... what do you mean?"
Ty Lee gave him a sympathetic look and patted his shoulder, "Hypnotism, and planting suggestions in people's minds they don't even remember. Set to activate with a certain code phrase, one you'd never hear normally, like a random string of words that don't make any sense together, but that trigger the programming. Kill this person, blow up a store there with explosives they just remembered that they hid themselves, things like that. Often, they forget about the whole thing afterward, too, if they survive. Safer for the Dai Li that way."
"And... and you think my father's one of them."
"Could be. Or an actual agent. Or neither. He might just be a friendly guy. Only way to know for sure is to check the scrolls kept in the base. Once we find it and take it out, of cou- look!"
She dropped lower, slithering down to lay on the far side of the angle of the Trading Post's roof, then pointed down the road. "Gonju."
Awkwardly, Lin hurried to lay down on his stomach next to Ty Lee, quite conscious of her warmth against him in the cool night air. Indeed, the old man who was now the Village Elder was looking a little furtive as he crouched a little lower than his old back would really need and moved from shadow to shadow. "I thought you said the grumpy old people aren't the suspicious ones," he asked quietly.
"He's suspicious, but we don't think he's Dai Li based on that. That doesn't mean he doesn't know something. Look. Watch. Listen, if you can. And stay quiet. You don't know if his hearing is good or bad, or if there's someone we don't see."
He watched, confused at first, but with growing apprehension as the old man crouched even lower as he reached the taproom's side. Then in wonder as Gonju actually got on his hands and knees, crawled painstakingly underneath one dimly-lit window, and then moved to the next where he held his head close to it as he pulled a listening cone from his clothing and pushed it into his ear.
"He's... spying?"
"Yes, now shut up," Ty Lee hissed one more time.
There wasn't much to see, really. Gonju listened for about ten minutes, scowling the whole while, then put the cone away and reversed his course, even crawling under the window once more before rounding the corner to their street. Then he assumed a more normal stance, and even started whistling quietly. "Just an old man out on a walk at night when he can't sleep," Ty Lee giggled after he had passed safely by, "smart. If he's not one of them, we might be able to use him, too."
"Wh- What do you mean?"
"They're meeting in there," Ty Lee told him, gesturing at the bar, "Which makes sense. You could never hear too much of anything eavesdropping in a tavern, even a small one like this. Too much noise. But late at night, once most of the patrons are passed out or gone home for the night? Even better. Gonju was listening in on what he could... he clearly has suspicions of his own. Doesn't mean the base entrance is here, but it's something. We'll question him tomorrow. Probably me and Mai... maybe you and Mai. Go back home, get some sleep. Actually, I'll escort you. Less suspicious."
"Why would-"
But she didn't answer. Instead, Ty Lee just pulled on his sleeve as she rolled gracefully backwards and down the rooftop, flawless slipping off the edge and landing on her feet two stories below. He had scrambled after her, panicked, and just saw it in time. Not quite in time to catch his own momentum though, and he clumsily fell after her after windmilling his arms for several seconds while he teetered on the edge.
Thankfully, he landed against Ty Lee, and she didn't so much as stagger.
More thankfully, if he lived to see the next day anyway, his face landed in her linen-wrapped cleavage, which softened the blow further as his knees took most of the impact. "Heh... if I'd known you were brave enough to pull something like that, I'd have made a move back in the last city," she giggled, "you alright?"
"A- Are you? I'm a man, I'm tough. I can handle a two-story fall, but you?"
She snorted in a very unladylike fashion, "Lin, I'm a Kyoshi Warrior and Circus acrobat. I barely even felt that, but you hit the ground like a rock. Come on, though, if you're alright we should get moving... not that I object to the placement of your face or hands, but you were loud and someone might come investigate."
Only as she slipped out of his grip did Lin realize he'd somehow ended up with a hand on her buttocks, squeezing it firmly, and the other around her narrow waist. Best or worst night ever.
She still hadn't answered his question about why her escorting him would be less suspicious until they were back on his parent's property, and he heard one of his brothers, Jao he thought, whistling in the dark as he headed for the outhouse. Which they had just passed, wearing all-black and with his head behind a mask, hers painted up.
Heading toward them.
The momentary panic vanished an instant later though, as Ty Lee, without a moment's hesitation, put her back to the wall of the house and pulled her against him. Not just against her, though he loved the curves of her chest, her waist, as he instinctively put his hands around her again, but against her mouth. She was kissing him! Or was he kissing her?
He couldn't tell.
Didn't care.
Mai was the personification of a living goddess, beautiful and terrifying at the same time.
Ty Lee was... not quite that, but might as well be the personification of sex itself. Still terrifying in her own way, but at least approachable, someone who acted naturally enough. Most of the time, anyway.
It might have been unnatural for her, gorgeous as she was, capable as she was, to be kissing him, lowly Lin from a village without even a name, but at the same time, as their lips molded together, his first real kiss, he decided, it was as natural as breathing.
The footsteps paused, he heard a snort, and then they continued.
Jao, or whoever it was, had clearly seen them, and decided not to comment.
Had he recognized Lin, now that his mask was off? He must have. When had Ty Lee even removed it? It had all happened so fast! Panic and recognition of Jao's off-key whistling had been instantaneous. Then, the next moment, he was being yanked toward Ty Lee, and then kissing her, all at once.
It was glorious, but also horrifying. The rumors!
What would his family think? He was supposed to serve in the EKMS for a few years, then come back to the village and get married, pop out a half-dozen or more kids over the next decade or so, and carry on the next generation along with his brothers!
Not get caught up fighting the boogeymen of the entire Earth Kingdom alongside two crazy women and their equally insane warriors!
Not... not get caught feverishly kissing one by his brother!
She was still kissing him, in fact, her own arms now roaming his back, his sides, his chest, when Jao came back from the outhouse. "Lucky bastard," he muttered, though he sounded more amused than anything, "I've got to marry a local girl, not some beauty like that. Don't stay out too late, mother will be up for eggs in the next couple hours."
Then he was gone, with no other comment, and a moment later the door of the house shut once more.
Finally, Ty Lee let him go. When he pulled back (too reluctantly, he felt, though he tried not to show it), Ty Lee's lips were swollen, her eyes dark and hooded with something he couldn't identify. "That's why it's safer," she whispered, "gives you an excuse. A late-night rendezvous with a pretty lady. No one would blame you... unless some girl in the village had her eye on you, maybe."
"I... I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"
Ty Lee giggled, and her voice was low, husky when she interrupted, "What, kissed me? As I recall it was a mutual thing. Now... I think I'd like to continue. Only switch me places."
He could only stare in wonder as Ty Lees spun around him and pushed him against the wall, instead. "Alright, big man... you did alright tonight. Noisy, but we can train that out of you. As a reward, I'm going to do something for you. Don't move until I say so. And... you know, warn a girl."
He didn't have any idea what he was supposed to warn her about, but before he could ask any questions, the buxom young woman had sunk to her knees, and her deft hands were making short work of the buckles of his belt and trousers. They slid down without a sound, and she grinned up at him. "I knew you had a good one since that first night when you got stiff while I sat on your lap. Mm..."
Then her hands were... well, on him.
His underthings vanished almost as if by magic, and her hands were touching him. His sack, his increasingly stiff member... everything. Lin couldn't believe it, could not understand why she was doing it. Couldn't... couldn't process it. But even if he couldn't believe it, the evidence was right there, on her knees, with his cock in her hands. Both of them, as it turned out, for she needed two to cover his length.
He was hard moments later, in fact throbbing in her hands as she started stroking him, twisting a little in opposite directions as she moved. Her gorgeous eyes watched his own, or the actions of her hands, for more than a minute. It... he, of course, was familiar with taking care of his own needs. What man his age wasn't?
But it felt nothing like this. Ty Lee's hands, one gloved and one not now, gave a strange dual sensation, but were cooler and somehow just better in a way he couldn't describe. She was so beautiful, too, that he ached to finish already... as much as he ached to have the service continue forever, to never stop.
"Heh... you don't have to hold back," she whispered after another few moments, "but if you do... I'll give you a better reward. Just warn me before you finish."
Oh. That's what she meant.
That was as far as his brain got before she licked her lips... and then his tip.
"Mm. Tasty."
Another lick, this time swirling her tongue (how was it as dexterous as her hands?!) around the whole head in a way that made him shiver and tremble... but somehow didn't bring his climax closer. Again and again, she licked all around him while her hands stayed busy, pumping, pulling, tugging.
Then down his shaft as she held it against his stomach, and to flick under his scrotum. Back up, her eyes alight with amusement and lust as he moaned unconsciously. Then her lips closed around him, and he moaned again.
Down, up.
In, out.
Again, faster and faster. Lin slapped his hands against the wall of his parent's house, unable to help it, unable to work up the nerve to touch her, even if he wanted to. To hold her head still was he thrust instead, as instinct screamed at him to do, to bury himself inside the gorgeous creature on her knees.
His head fell back too, and he stared for a moment at the twinkling stars and slowly-lowering moon. It didn't help.
If anything, it almost made the situation worse. He'd never before actually imagined this scenario, even a girl using her mouth on him. But now that it was happening, Lin couldn't help himself from imagining what it would be like if...
If she did it.
Mai.
But when he looked back down, no, it was still Ty Lee, and he couldn't help but feel a strange, small bit of disappointment, though it was quickly overwhelmed by more pleasure than he had ever felt in his life as she started bobbing lower, taking more than half of him on every stroke.
It was almost too much already.
In fact... it was. "Almost- ah- almost-"
That was all he could say, but Ty Lee didn't stop. Didn't move to the side and switch back to her hands. Instead, she grinned around his shaft, and threw herself deeper, taking almost all of him, all but the last cùn or so of him, with at least seven inside her mouth and, he thought, her throat.
Ty Lee didn't so much as gag. "I'm- I'm-"
Then she slathered her tongue sideways across his shaft in her mouth, and pulled back to suckle just the head. One hand moved up to cup and gently roll his testicles in her palm, and he exploded. Again and again, thick ropes of semen flooded into her mouth as her cheeks first hollowed, then eventually began to widen as he unloaded more and more. She almost looked like a comically beautiful squirrel, he thought, until Ty Lee began to swallow.
"I... I..."
He still couldn't talk.
Ty Lee couldn't either, though she was grinning as she finished his load after the sixth or seventh large gulp. Then she hopped to her feet without assistance from her hands. "Heh, that was tasty, and fun! Now, you have something to brag to your brothers about if they wonder where you were tonight. Get some rest, Lin. Myself, Yugao, or Mai will be here tomorrow around midmorning for the next part of the plan."
He swallowed, and blinked, his mind still overwhelmed with the activity of the last two hours, and especially the last few minutes.
Then, she was gone, in a blur of black and brown hair, leaving him to stand there with his half-erect penis still leaking a bit into the cold night air until he shivered and did his pants back up. Sleep, at least, came quickly after that, though it was still plagued by nightmares.