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Reap What You Sow	By : AnotherAlien Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1491 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Key To All This
- 2-Unlocked Potential
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I should not this story is now complete, sadly i can't edit tags currently otherwise i would have changed it. But rest assured, the story is finished..

This story will depict Azula, Sokka and Suki engaging in sexual acts. They are characters from Avatar: The Last Airbender, though this story is set over a decade into the show's future and all characters depicted are adults.

This work is part of a series i'm calling Azula's Humiliation (yes i am taking suggestions to come up with a better name.) It's set a decade in the show's post-canon. As of writing this, Azula's Humiliation will consist of three interconnected stories. In chronological order they will be: Payback (the first), Double Down and this fic (which is actually the last in the series, chronologically).

Before you read i (again) want to shoutout AndyABDL whose Azula pic was also big visual inspiration. I can't find said art on Andy's current socials since they were deleted a while ago, so sadly i can't link it and your gonna have to trust me on this, but please give 'em a follow (and be nice!). Also: consider this a submission for daisy-fingers' Duh-cember day 13 prompt: Babysitting. (yes i'm taking quite the liberty with that.)
As for me: any comments, criticism or feedback is welcome :)

PS: as part of her play Azula will refer to Sokka and Suki as 'Uncle' and 'Auntie', so be warned if that makes you uncomfortable!

“Well, here are the keys. the pantry is stocked, feel free to use whatever you like,” Mai nonchalantly repeats, before revealing a vicious smirk, “and of course, that includes our little potty princess too.” Clasping slender hands around Azula’s shoulders, as if to point who she was talking about.

Flabbergasted as he is, Sokka doesn’t need the reminder. “You sure she’ll be okay with it?”

“Oh yes,” Mai assures, ”we even have a ‘safeword’, you know?

“Just say Time-Out.” Ty Lee adds, making a ‘T’-gesture with both her hands for emphasis.

“But,” Mai says, ruffling Azula’s hair, “this little freak never uses it.”

The comment makes Sokka send a bemused grin at the girl in question, who is pointedly staring at the floor as they’re talking about her.

Ty Lee walks over towards the shy girl, cradles her face and takes her pacifier out. A delicious ‘pop’ from the parting of her lips reveals no simple teet, but a full on ball gag. After which Ty Lee promptly starts a languid make out session.

Sokka takes the resulting moans as a good omen.

Once they part, Azula still leaning forward and with drool rolling down her chin, Ty Lee grabs her lover’s chin. “You’ll be good for Auntie Suki and Uncle Sokka won't you?” She coos, so seductively Sokka doesn’t even cringe at the unexpected honorific.

“Yesh.” Azula mumbles.

“Yes, who?” Ty Lee asks, her voice imbued with an authority Sokka had not been aware the woman possessed.

“Yes mommy.” Azula quickly corrects, earning a pat on the head.

“Good girl.”

Satisfied, Mai and Ty Lee turn around. But Azula quickly grabs Mai’s arm, letting out a pathetic whine.

Ty Lee spins around with a smile. “Aww, is someone gonna miss her mommies?” As they all laugh and Azula lets out another whimper.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Mai says, with another smirk that lets everyone know she most certainly did not, taking a black key out of her purse.

“It’s for the lock we’ve put along the misses’ ‘special parts’, helps keep her well-behaved.” She explains, poking said key at Azula’s crotch as she does, who whimpers pathetically, before handing it to Suki.

Then Mai and Ty Lee wave goodbye and leave, for real this time.

With them gone, Sokka turns his eyes towards the ‘baby’ they’ll be sitting for the weekend. The sight so unlike her former self or even the arrogance she displayed even as she, like her brother, had mostly mellowed out of the years.

Gone is her military armor or elaborate garbs. Instead she’s dressed in a ridiculous mix of factory and infantile wear. Though perhaps not as uncommon as Sokka wished it was, considering Zuko only recently managed to crack down on child labor inside factories not to speak of the situation in the Earth Kingdom or new Republic.

Putting boner-killing thoughts aside. It’s still a strange look. She’s wearing an overall, seemingly from the new ‘denim’, but dyed red. The pants are cut short too, to about midway the thighs. Instead, most of her legs are covered with amber, cotton socks, leaving only a thin strip of skin uncovered. The outfit is rounded out by a short sleeve cotton shirt in the style popular amongst the working class of Yu Dao and other Republic cities, though it’s mostly covered by the overall’s bib.

Combined with accessories like the pacifier gagged between her lips and her… submissive demeanor it helps create an appearance of helplessness and desperation. It’s merely a façade, Sokka knows, intellectually. At the very least, Azula is far from helpless, probably being able to off both him and Suki in a matter of seconds with her lightning. The two of them would make it a fight, but while he respects his now wife’s (and his own) martial prowess very much, Sokka doesn’t like those odds. Not that such a thing would happen, Azula’s a changed woman. Sokka wouldn’t be here if he didn’t believe it, but to see Azula choose to present herself in such a degrading manner, despite her fiercesome capabilities, is certainly intriguing.

His wife seems to have similar thoughts, because no sooner does the door close before she wordlessly pushes Azula against the wall, quickly pinning her wrists and pressing against Azula’s crotch with her left thigh. As with Mai and Ty Lee, Azula squirms and whimpers, but gives no protest. Then Suki takes out Azula’s pacifier with her teeth, before spitting it out, with only the pacifier’s clip attaching it to the bib preventing it from falling to the ground, and violently makes out with the princess. The mix of growling and mewling, coming from his wife and Azula respectively, leave Sokka to conclude the earlier omen had already come to fruition.

Too soon, however, Suki breaks the kiss, Azula’s resulting pout telling Sokka she is of agreement, before Suki leans in to whisper something, mollifying her.

Then Suki turns towards him. “Bedroom. Now.” she commands, already pulling Azula along by her braces, so Sokka is quick to follow.

They get lost in the mansion’s many doorways, but eventually Azula awkwardly points them in the right direction. Though it does little to hamper Sokka’s excitement and the girls seem to agree.

Once they’re inside Suki pulls Azula in front of the bed, telling her to stay put. Next she shoves him onto the bed, as Sokka playfully goes along.

“Thanks for showing us the way, princess.” Suki tells Azula, while she straddles Sokka’s hips, “As your reward you may watch ‘Uncle’ Sokka and i… play a grown-up game.”

Suki briefly looks back at him, looking for approval. Sokka quickly nods, she didn’t even need to ask really, they’d discussed this beforehand. “And if you behave,” she continues, “i’ll let you join in later. How’s that sound?”

“Good!” Azula replies, “Uhm, thank you Auntie.”

“You're welcome.” Suki answers back, though the finger she’s trailing along Sokka’s chest makes him feel spoken too as well.

Not that he's lacking in attention, because his wife sets her eyes for but a moment and he doesn’t so much as blink before they’re making out. More forcefully than their usual fare too, more like what Suki had done with Azula earlier. It makes Sokka wonder how much of this change in Suki is because of her added excitement and how much because of her desire to play things up for Azula. It’s certainly both for himself.

The brunt of it is still from his beautiful wife though, especially with her humping his dick.

Especially with her tits out too, though Sokka isn’t even sure when that happened. Determined not to stay behind, however, he takes a brief break from sucking his wife’s face to toss away his shirt. He quickly moves to his pants after that, finally allowing his erection to spring free.

When he looks up he sees Suki had done the same. Now both fully nude, they go back to kissing. Sokka is prevented from making his entrance though, as Suki carefully leads them back towards the edge of the bed. She’d already sat him down and turned towards Azula before it strikes Sokka she probably wants to give the princess a better view.

Suki quickly tosses a pillow towards a fully clothed Azula, who from the looks of it had been happy to dry-hump her hands up till now.

His wife is still facing Azula when she squats over his lap and slowly lowers herself onto his dick. Usually they prefer to face each other whenever they make love, but for the occasion Sokka doesn’t mind. Not like he’d ever tire of staring at his wife’s ample behind.

There’s more pressing matters on his mind anyhow. Namely: his dick pressing against his wife’s slick folds. The subsequent feeling of Suki’s familiar walls clenching around his member has him thinking up poetry he doesn’t care to write down. Instead Sokka helps himself to two handfuls of the underside of Suki’s thighs, which also helps his wife bounce on his dick more easily. It’s a beautiful case of cooperation leading to mutual benefit that the political leaders around should learn from. It would be more inspiring than their dull meetings and dry speeches in any case. No offense to basically all his friends, and himself.

All this politics is making his arms tired, though the lifting of his wife may also be partially to blame. She’s not even keeping her feet on the mattress anymore. Bum that she is.

Sokka gingerly moves Suki onto her knees to allow his arms some rest. Suki doesn’t seem to mind the change, instead humming contently as he starts re-entering her with renewed gusto. Arching her back and pressing her ass firmly against his hips. The changed position comes with the added benefit of giving him a better view of Azula, who seems heavily invested in the show they’ve been putting on.

Neither himself nor Suki had been particularly loud in the bedroom before. Sokka thinks it was just a holdover from the both from having to share rooms for most of their childhoods. Him with Katara and Suki with her ‘sisters’. Even when they’d both started traveling out the tent cloth and later the thin walls of various diplomat quarters kept them from screaming out to their hearts’ content, though it was often a thankless courtesy, since many of fellow colleagues shared no such qualms. After they’d married and moved in together into a place of their own, they’d both just kept the habit and Sokka had thought nothing of it. He’d assumed him and Suki just weren’t loud when it came to sex, which was normal. Probably.

But the sounds Azula is currently making makes him second guess that thought. They’re loud, abrasive, yet rolling with shame. The words are vulgar, yet the voice sings a heavenly tune. Sokka’s unsure if he’s ever been this turned on in his life. He would be feeling more guilty about it too, if it weren't so clear to him Suki feels the same.

Her folds are slick and her walls are clenching down on him something fierce and even as he’s picking up the pace there’s no complaint.

Spirits, he’s close. There’s a vague idea that maybe he should slow down a bit, but~

“Please let fuck me too, Uncle!” Azula blurts out, which is what does him in.

With a final few thrusts. Sokka releases into his wife.

He slumps into her, remaining inside, until he slowly goes soft and reluctantly shift his dick out of Suki, leaving her clearly wanting more. Usually he’d beat himself up more about finishing first, but this is a special case.

After all, they’re not quite done here.
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