She was lying. Ty Lee knew it even as she bit back another shuddering gasp. This was not a decision. Azula had planned it all along. Her gift to Ty Lee, the words and her mouth now at the bareness of her throat were just distractions for the. If she had said ‘no’ then Azula would halt and go no further, yes. But not when she had already made Ty Lee move into her grasp, finding and manipulating every part of her with an expertise that made the chi reader marvel.
Ty Lee thought she heard Azula speak her name, prompting her to open her eyes and found her already with the top part of her outfit up it bunched her arms and Ty Lee obediently lifted them so Azula pulled it clean off. It was cold in her room, and she couldn’t help but shiver.
“Come then,” Azula said, coaxing. It was perhaps the gentlest Ty Lee had ever heard her, which made it all the more perplexing when Azula pulled her forward and savagely kissed her. That same uncontrolled flicker seemed to expose itself in spasms from otherwise calculated movements. Moments when in the midst of clothes falling and a stumble to the bed that Ty Lee could feel Azula against her, wanting and possibly desperate.
Another act, she wondered in a haze as her body twisted and squirmed instinctively against the heat of Azula’s actions. No longer weighed down by the belief that she had another option, Ty Lee wrapped her arms around Azula’s shoulders, pulling down the topknot that held her hair back and letting it spill over their shoulders. And if Ty Lee could have said anything at the time she would have remarked that Azula looked beautiful, in a fierce and terrifying way.
Moving along with her her, Ty Lee could feel the sharp angles of her body. The muscle and fat that had been stripped away from harsh conditions and felt even more severe in comparison, as it grinded against the softness of Ty Lee’s. And even when Ty Lee moved with her, legs wrapping against the hip and her own hands fluttering along her back, Azula kept all signs of pleasure hidden. Apart from the faint hiss she made against Ty Lee’s jaw, her breath hot from exertion.
At first it felt as if Azula were simply using her to get off, but as Ty Lee leaned back into the mattress she realized that she was simply not paying attention to how the princess turned Fire Lord was manipulating her, where she did not even realize the extend of her own arousal until she was bucking against Azula’s hand, whimpering for release.
“Please...” Ty Lee begged hoarsely as Azula dragged her fingernails against the bare expanse of thigh. She desperately tried to press against Azula’s warm hands but each time she came close Azula withdrew until they were merely brushing against each other. It was torture.
“Does this mean you’ll stay?”
All hesitancy was gone from her, and Ty Lee was quite literally naked and exposed in front of her. Her chest red with welts from where Azula had licked and bitten, her braid half undone in a tangle and legs still spread and curved against Azula’s own. “Yes, o-oh please yeesssss...”
The second coming out as Azula slipped a finger in her, pushing with calculated grace that made Ty Lee bite back a scream as she raked her nails within her and found no resistance. Then as suddenly as the pain bit through Ty Lee it was replace with an ebbing wave of pleasure, Azula bringing her to the brink and over until all she could do was cling to the sheets and scream her name.
Azula laid down with her, while Ty Lee was still catching her breath. The other girl had not made such a display, and as she pressed up against her Ty Lee could still feel her wet with desire. But she looked quite satisfied as she draped one arm over her possessively.
“I knew you wouldn’t refuse me,” she murmured with half-slitted eyes.
Ty Lee shifted onto her side, one arm curling around Azula’s waist and then laying her head near her friend’s shoulder. She could hear the steady thrum of Azula’s heartbeat through the pillow, sounding so different from her erratic one.
“No,” Ty Lee said and the word sounded foreign and hollow in her mouth. All that felt real was Azula’s teeth and tongue that still claimed her. “I never could.”
Loyalty 3
She was lying. Ty Lee knew it even as she bit back another shuddering gasp. This was not a decision. Azula had planned it all along. Her gift to Ty Lee, the words and her mouth now at the bareness of her throat were just distractions for the. If she had said ‘no’ then Azula would halt and go no further, yes. But not when she had already made Ty Lee move into her grasp, finding and manipulating every part of her with an expertise that made the chi reader marvel.
Ty Lee thought she heard Azula speak her name, prompting her to open her eyes and found her already with the top part of her outfit up it bunched her arms and Ty Lee obediently lifted them so Azula pulled it clean off. It was cold in her room, and she couldn’t help but shiver.
“Come then,” Azula said, coaxing. It was perhaps the gentlest Ty Lee had ever heard her, which made it all the more perplexing when Azula pulled her forward and savagely kissed her. That same uncontrolled flicker seemed to expose itself in spasms from otherwise calculated movements. Moments when in the midst of clothes falling and a stumble to the bed that Ty Lee could feel Azula against her, wanting and possibly desperate.
Another act, she wondered in a haze as her body twisted and squirmed instinctively against the heat of Azula’s actions. No longer weighed down by the belief that she had another option, Ty Lee wrapped her arms around Azula’s shoulders, pulling down the topknot that held her hair back and letting it spill over their shoulders. And if Ty Lee could have said anything at the time she would have remarked that Azula looked beautiful, in a fierce and terrifying way.
Moving along with her her, Ty Lee could feel the sharp angles of her body. The muscle and fat that had been stripped away from harsh conditions and felt even more severe in comparison, as it grinded against the softness of Ty Lee’s. And even when Ty Lee moved with her, legs wrapping against the hip and her own hands fluttering along her back, Azula kept all signs of pleasure hidden. Apart from the faint hiss she made against Ty Lee’s jaw, her breath hot from exertion.
At first it felt as if Azula were simply using her to get off, but as Ty Lee leaned back into the mattress she realized that she was simply not paying attention to how the princess turned Fire Lord was manipulating her, where she did not even realize the extend of her own arousal until she was bucking against Azula’s hand, whimpering for release.
“Please...” Ty Lee begged hoarsely as Azula dragged her fingernails against the bare expanse of thigh. She desperately tried to press against Azula’s warm hands but each time she came close Azula withdrew until they were merely brushing against each other. It was torture.
“Does this mean you’ll stay?”
All hesitancy was gone from her, and Ty Lee was quite literally naked and exposed in front of her. Her chest red with welts from where Azula had licked and bitten, her braid half undone in a tangle and legs still spread and curved against Azula’s own. “Yes, o-oh please yeesssss...”
The second coming out as Azula slipped a finger in her, pushing with calculated grace that made Ty Lee bite back a scream as she raked her nails within her and found no resistance. Then as suddenly as the pain bit through Ty Lee it was replace with an ebbing wave of pleasure, Azula bringing her to the brink and over until all she could do was cling to the sheets and scream her name.
Azula laid down with her, while Ty Lee was still catching her breath. The other girl had not made such a display, and as she pressed up against her Ty Lee could still feel her wet with desire. But she looked quite satisfied as she draped one arm over her possessively.
“I knew you wouldn’t refuse me,” she murmured with half-slitted eyes.
Ty Lee shifted onto her side, one arm curling around Azula’s waist and then laying her head near her friend’s shoulder. She could hear the steady thrum of Azula’s heartbeat through the pillow, sounding so different from her erratic one.
“No,” Ty Lee said and the word sounded foreign and hollow in her mouth. All that felt real was Azula’s teeth and tongue that still claimed her. “I never could.”