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Gratifying The Dragon	By : SouthernDragon Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 71318 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Within the decoy bunker, the Crown Princess slouched in her throne, awaiting the certain arrival of the Avatar and his posse. Although the exact time of the eclipse was unknown, scholars charted its arrival at just before noontime, an hour or so before the sun reached its apex.
This meant she had, at most, twenty minutes until her plot to derail the assassination attempt on Fire Lord Ozai began.
Ty Lee had insisted on “keeping her company” -- not that it was needed. Azula functioned fine on her own, as expected of any heir to the Fire Lord’s throne. But the pink girl’s persistence had won out, as Mai had beat a hasty retreat. She claimed her departure was rooted in finding Zuko, having sensed something amiss after the last war meeting, but who knew? Mai knew as well as anyone how clingy Ty Lee could be and was likely excusing herself from the hyperactivity while she had the chance. Without lingering, she made her escape.
This left Azula with Ty Lee, for the acrobat simply hated to be alone.
Golden eyes shifted toward the form next to her throne. “You won’t be able to stay for much longer, you know.”
“I know.”
Azula nodded, figuring the matter was settled.
“But we still have some time together, right?”
A thick brow arched. “…Some.”
The acrobat unceremoniously plunked herself into her friend’s lap. “So let’s make the most of it! C’mon! It’ll be fun. It‘s been waaay too long since you last had fun, Azula!”
Her response was a disinterested shrug. “Hmmm.”
“You’re just pretending not to care! I know that shrug.”
“…Ty Lee, in a short time, it’s very likely the Avatar and his friends will be here. My Firebending will be gone, and I’ll need to provide a distraction for at least eight minutes. ‘Fun’ is the last thing on my mind right now.”
“Are all those war meetings making you dull?” Ty Lee teased. “Your aura isn’t as bright as before.”
The Firebender found herself rolling her eyes. “I told you, I don’t believe in your mysticism, Ty Lee.”
Pouting, the pink girl lapsed into silence. But she wasn’t without her own sense of brilliance. A coy hand trailed down Azula’s armored chest, slipping beneath the leather plates to squeeze each clothed breast with confidence. “Do you believe in this?”
Satisfied with the gasp her actions elicited, Ty Lee’s hand became emboldened. Each mound was fondled until the nipples were erected, to which they were then tweaked.
“Ty Lee… we don’t have time for this…” Azula gritted through her teeth.
“Then we’ll make time.” As her fingers teased her friend’s breasts, her other hand splayed along the Firebender’s washboard abs, wandering wherever it saw fit. Her hips gradually began to gyrate in time with her strokes along Azula’s chest.
“Ty Lee… stop…” “You don’t sound like you want me to stop!” came the other girl’s cheeky response.
The rhythmic grinding of the acrobat’s hips into her lap brought her member to attention, the swelling shaft pointing outward, straining against the fabric of her trousers and underwrappings.
Detecting the presence of a sudden hardness against her thighs, Ty Lee’s grin widened at the bump in the other girl’s clothing. Just that little bit of rubbing was enough to bring Azula to half-mast.
“Let’s make you more comfortable, Azula!” Flexible fingers undid the ties keeping her pants closed. After some brief shuffling around with her underdressings, her member was exposed for her friend to appreciate.
Ty Lee wrapped confident fingers around the stiffening appendage, sliding her hand from base to glans, taking with it the intact, nerve-rich skin. The Firebender shifted in her seat, bottom lip drawn between her teeth in a futile effort to take her mind off the growing pleasure between her legs. Ty Lee was in control. In control of her, the Crown Princess of the Fire Nation! Why must her body betray her this way?
She could stop it. She could rise above this carnal need for satiation.
So why wasn’t she commanding Ty Lee to stop? The acrobat halted her pumping to smear an emerging bead of pre-cum across the tip of the engorged purple head, dipping down from the narrow opening to swirl around the corona. Azula squirmed beneath the nimble finger.
Palm pressed to the ventral side of Azula’s penis, the pink girl’s digits crept downward, pausing at the junction of the shaft and scrotum. She briefly pressed the indentation before her fingers gently wrapped around the wrinkled sac, a thumb experimentally prodding and massaging one ball before moving on to the other. Azula made a strangled noise above her, as if willing herself to rise above her base desires, thigh muscles quivering and erection hardening.
Inclining her head to the Princess’s tense face, taking in the sight of grit teeth and a forehead gleaming with perspiration, Ty Lee’s hand abandoned Azula’s genitals altogether.
The delicious contact broken, amber eyes narrowed irritably at the abrupt pause in action. “Are you teasing me, Ty Lee?”
“Maaaybe.”
Her cock left twitching and begging for relief, Azula pried a sweaty palm off of an armrest to alleviate her suffering. But no sooner did clawed fingers close around the stiff appendage did a hand cling insistently to her wrist.
“I had something else in mind. We can both have fun!”
“Whatever your idea is, make it quick.” The abrupt hiatus left an uncomfortable heaviness in Azula’s balls and an achy, persistent thumping of her member, keeping her teeth tightly clenched and her words strained.
“Okay, here.” Ty Lee guided the other girl’s hand beneath her pleated skirt, latching it to the waistband of poofy pink pants. Realizing the acrobat’s intent, Azula more than willingly complied. The suddenly oppressive clothing having been deftly yanked to her ankles, a decisive kick freed Ty Lee of her constraints.
The dampened pink under-dressings were unwrapped strip by strip to reveal the gymnast’s glistening sex. Her entire body quivered as air struck her heated parts. Rubbing along Azula’s lap had left more than just the Firebender excited. It had been a thrill to top the insurmountable Princess, not just to her mind, but her body as well.
Ty Lee took a moment to behold her friend’s erection before grasping it around the middle with dexterous fingers, effectively restraining it. Azula’s arousal was such that it bobbed on its own accord, seeking relief from prolonged stimulation. To leave it to its own devices would make penetration a chore, rather than the ease it was meant to be. She positioned her entrance directly over the Firebender’s knob, willing her body to lose any acquired tension. There was no going back now. It was what she wanted -- what they both wanted; needed. It wouldn’t hurt… she was wet enough…
Intense gymnastics training worked to sever Ty Lee’s hymen at a young age. Apart from a slight pulling, she scarcely noticed the rupture, too enraptured in stretching her muscles as she performed a perfect split. It was a bloodless event. So, to Ty Lee’s relief, there was little in the way of pain as she eased herself onto Azula’s dick, traversing the swollen head and filling herself inch by inch with rigid, throbbing flesh.
The acrobat’s warm, slick inner walls enveloping her pulsing member at a torturously languorous pace caused Azula’s hips to jerk forward on impulse, her body poised for achieving a long coveted release. Above her, Ty Lee squeaked at the sudden intrusion; the brief jolt to her cervix.
“Not so fast, Azula… I’ve never done this before…”
The Firebender grunted her acknowledgment, willing herself to slow down, to prolong the pleasure for as long as her sexually-charged body would allow. How would it look for her to cum upon entry?
Besides, if she ended up injuring Ty Lee, the girl might not want to do this again. Sure, she had the authority to take what she wanted, but this mutuality was somehow more enjoyable.
Lowering herself the rest of the way down, shapely rear brushing against Azula’s ballsac, Ty Lee then lifted herself halfway up the Firebender’s shaft. As the Princess raised her hips, the acrobat’s descended, their motions decisive, thighs meeting with a slap of skin. Once a rhythm was established, the royal girl decided to change things up. Gripping Ty Lee around the waist, cock buried to the hilt and keeping them joined together, Azula quickly stood, taking the acrobat with her. Before Ty Lee had realized what had happened, she was the one draped along the throne, and Azula was now on top. The Firebender had flipped her over to assert dominance.
Now the sole decider of the pace and intensity, Azula pounded into the girl beneath her without pause. Ty Lee mewled under the Princess’s frantic thrusts. This position brought with it a new pleasure. Azula’s cock head would hit something deep inside her on the outstroke; something that made her back arch and her eyes see stars. It was a button that, when pressed, sent electric pulses throughout her lower region.
Azula’s constant in-and-out motions pleasured her outer parts as well. Her clit bounced and grinded along the hard shaft, as did her swollen outer lips. Every inch of her nethers received some kind of stimulation, and all at once, it became too much. Ty Lee brought her legs up to cross over the Princess’s back. She felt her inner walls clench around Azula’s member, strong muscles trapping it inside.
“Azulaaa… I’m…!”
Her voice dwindled, replaced by a strangled moan as her entire body was set aflame from within. The acrobat’s mouth gaped, jolts of pure pleasure wrenching her body where she lay.
Azula blinked at her friend’s curious twitching before the contractions around her member brought her back to her own reality. The Firebender gasped despite herself. Ty Lee was suddenly so tight. The pressure that had been building in her balls shot up into her lower belly, where it pooled and roiled like molten fire. Her hips bucked a final time before her muscles locked up, freezing her in place.
The Firebender released a low, guttural moan as she hit her climax. The first shot of cum was the strongest. It jerked both girls, Ty Lee yelping at the sudden movement, her own orgasm leaving her senses heightened. The spurts tapered off with each pulsation until she was left panting for breath, hands gripping the sides of the throne to steady herself.
Ty Lee writhed beneath her, arms sprawling and twisting along the bronze armrests. She shivered pleasantly in her afterglow.
Recalling the certain sense of urgency, Azula shook off any lingering post-orgasmic haze and straightened, the motion withdrawing her softening cock from the acrobat’s spent hole. With nothing to keep it inside, semen trickled out of Ty Lee’s snatch, dripping onto the seat of the throne.
Azula quickly tucked her limp dick into her tousled underwrappings (which were prompted fixed) before tugging the drawstrings of her pants tight and cinching them. “The eclipse will start soon. Go.”
The acrobat whimpered dejectedly as she slid down from the throne to retrieve her fallen clothing from the floor. Couldn’t Azula spare a minute or two to cuddle? It hurt to think the Princess had only used her to satisfy her physical needs.
“Will we… y’know… again…?”
Azula’s lewd smirk told her all she needed to know. Renewed by the promise of future lovemaking -- because that’s what this quickie was to Ty Lee -- she eagerly nodded and reinstated her underwrappings, followed shortly by her pants. As opposed to her normal cartwheeling, she exited the bunker in a weighted walk, still taxed by her orgasm and the sensation of hot, sticky Firebender cum still inside her.
The Princess allowed herself a moment to stretch before reclaiming her throne. In but ten minutes, the invasion would truly begin, and her romp with Ty Lee had been just the workout she needed.
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