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The Residency	By : gaijinsakka Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > General Views: 9875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4: Memories of Lyushun
Fortunately for Song and Zuko, Captain Ch’oe – of the Baekje lineage, so not related to Song – was more than happy to have them aboard. “It’s been awhile since we got any shore leave, so my men are eager to put into port.”
“Is there really that much to do in Lyushun?” Song asked innocently.
The men shared a glance. “Yes. Quite a bit,” the captain answered as Zuko shifted uncomfortably.
“Well, like what?”
“Ah, well, there’s the dock emporiums, lots of merchants selling exotic wares from all over, that sort of thing. Good for souvenirs.” Neither wanted to tell the young girl that, as the only decent-sized port and town in the northwest, its red light district was notorious.

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Months earlier…
“Prince Zuko, the crew and I feel that…you need to relax,” Iroh said lamely. He cast a pensive glance out at the afternoon sun glittering on the sea.
“I don’t need to relax! I need to find the Avatar!” the prince spat, his ponytail whipping fiercely.
“Yes, but the Avatar is not here. We must deal with the problems in front of us before we can tackle those far away. It will take time to pick up their trail again after his escape from Puhuai. In the meantime, we’re here in this hospitable little town, and there are plenty of diversions for a young man.”
“I told you the last time we were here, I’m not interested in souvenir shopping!”
“Zuko,” the old man said gently, since his nephew didn’t seem to get the point, “the crew took up a collection. We think it’s time you went into town and…became a man.”
The prince blushed furiously. “I…I am the heir to the Fire Nation! I don’t need some…sailor’s doxy, I can…I just…no! Okay? No!”
Less than an hour later, a very embarrassed Zuko stood staring at his shoes while Iroh spoke to a surprisingly elegant woman, still beautiful well into middle age. The house itself was nice, well-maintained, and rather large; not at all like the hovels closer to the docks that Zuko had noticed with disgust earlier. It was one of the nicest brothels in town, catering to Fire Nation naval officers and the occasional rich merchant.
“And what of you, young man? Is this something you want, or just your uncle? You’ve not even said a word!”
Zuko mumbled something that sounded affirmative, so Madam Ling clapped her hands. Six lovely young girls and one slim boy in silk robes assembled themselves in the large parlor, smiling at the prince’s reticence and trying to put him at ease. “Any of these ladies would very much enjoy being your companion for this evening. Choose the one who pleases you most.”
He shyly looked over the girls, and – perhaps predictably – moved to the one with the most impressive bosom. She was pleasingly plump and curvy, with laughing eyes and a flirty grin, maybe a year or two older than he. “Ah, what is your name?”
She bowed. “I am called Xia-yan, Your Highness.”
“Xia-yan, would you…that is, if I can ask…”
She gently laid one hand on his arm and caressed his face with the other. “I would like that very much. Let’s go upstairs and get comfortable.”
“Have fun, nephew!” Iroh called after him, already sipping tea and regaling the rest of the girls with one of his many stories.
The room was also nicer than what he had been expecting. It was small, but homey, with a touch of refinement. As the door closed behind them, Xia-yan kissed him gently while steering him towards the bed. “There is nothing to be nervous about, Your Highness. I am honored that you would choose me for your first time.”
Zuko sat on the edge of the bed, entranced as the girl shrugged out of her robe, leaving her in nothing but a high-cut pair of red silk panties. Her huge breasts fixated the boy, their perky nipples a pair of magenta caps on lush mountains. “Do they please you, my lord? Touch them, caress them, for tonight they are yours.” She took his hand and pressed it to one of the soft mounds of flesh.
As he fondled her, they began to kiss again, more earnestly. Their tongues caressed the other’s as she worked his clothes off. She smiled when she saw him, hard and almost hairless, throbbing for her. Looking into his eyes with as much affection as she could show, Xia-yan knelt between his legs and began stroking his erection softly, loving how he shuddered in sensation. She opened her mouth, extended her tongue, and began to very delicately lick.
Zuko’s eyes fluttered shut and he nearly fell backwards onto the bed. Living among sailors might have seasoned his vocabulary, but no list of coarse phrases and raunchy stories could prepare him for this. And then he felt her mouth engulf his penis – his cock – and begin to move up and down and it was warm and wet and soft and sweet and oh SPIRITS did it feel good! Her tongue twirled around the head, and then she planted a series of soft, breathy, almost reverent kisses down the shaft.
“I think you’re going to like this a lot, my lord,” Xia-yan said with a mischievous grin. “It’s called Lilly of the Valley.” She pressed her breasts around his dick, cradling it in her deep cleavage. Then she began to slide, moaning encouragement when he started thrusting on his own.
The young prince had never heard of such a thing, or imagined that anything could ever feel so good! Her tongue stretched out to tickle his cockhead as he plowed her tits, and just like that he lost it. With a series of gasps, he came on her neck, her chin, her breasts, even a bit on her cheek. The effect, she knew, lived up to its name, resembling nothing so much as a white flower opening in bloom from her beautiful valley.
As he caught his breath, she leaned back and smiled seductively, playing with the cooling evidence of his satisfaction. “Did I please my lord?” she asked, completely rhetorically, but she giggled at his enthusiastic nod.
Xia-yan cleaned herself off with a towel from the bedside table, then stripped off her panties and joined him on the bed. They languidly caressed each other. “Now let me show you how to please a lady.” Zuko found her to be a much better tutor than the stuffy old men in the palace, and she found in him an apt pupil! “Each girl is different in how and where we like to be touched. Some like feather-light kisses on the neck; others want firm caresses on the thighs; some like bites or smacks, to be taken roughly, and some want to be tickled playfully. You must learn to recognize and respond to your lover’s desires. I knew you liked my tits,” she said, hefting them with a saucy grin, “but not all signs are as obvious.”
“Hmmm, well, they should be,” Zuko said, and then in a fit of impulsiveness leaned over to suckle and nibble on them.
Xia-yan arched her back with a contented groan. “Now you’re learning. I love having the girls played with. It helps that they’re my best feature. A little more teeth, but very gently-oh!”
Zuko pulled back in alarm. “Too much? Did I hurt you?”
“Oh no, my lord, far from it. Just when my nipples are this hard they are quite sensitive. Now work your way down…” He kissed and licked and nuzzled across her slightly rounded belly to between her legs. A full but neatly trimmed patch of hair sat atop two inviting lips. Barely waiting for her instructions, he dove right in to the first pussy he had ever seen.
The prince found the taste to be not unpleasant, though nothing really special, either; for once, however, Zuko was focusing all his attentions on someone else. Her groans and shudders grew in number and frequency. “Now, look carefully. Do you see a little nub, just above the lips? That’s my clitoris; when a girl is good and wet like I am, you can make her feel really good if you play with it.” Zuko tried an experimental lick, and was rewarded by her thighs pressing against his head as she groaned ecstatically. “More! And don’t neglect my lips, slowly slide your fingers inside me and-AH! YES! JUST like that, now MORE!”
Xia-yan bit her finger as the boy worked her over, faster and faster. With her other hand she pressed his head more firmly into her crotch until with a loud and low moan she peaked, her well-formed thighs trembling. The aftershocks rippled through her body as Zuko withdrew his fingers. “Slowly now. Let me come down. Mmmm, that felt…delicious! And that was your first time eating pussy? You are going to be very popular with the ladies!
“Now, my lord, you are ready.” Indeed he was, almost painfully so. She spread her thighs again, took him in hand, and guided him into her. Zuko’s breath caught in his throat. This felt even better than her mouth! This warm receptive channel surrounding him in silken wetness as her legs flexed around his hips was the most incredible yet natural sensation he had ever experienced. After a moment, she began instructing him on how to move. “Don’t forget the rest of me,” Xia-yan moaned, caressing his chest and meeting his eager thrusts with her own. Zuko bent down to kiss her hard, and she twined her arms around his neck while his reached around her back to clutch her ever tighter to him. Her huge breasts shook in time to their impassioned coupling, rubbing against his chest.
Zuko began fondling her tits more roughly as his thrusts increased in force and tempo. Knowing what this meant – and expecting it, from the young first-timer – Xia-yan angled her hips up so that he could hit all the right spots and get her off, as well. She groaned in fulfillment and raked her nails down his back as her second orgasm of the night rippled through her loins. Soon after, Zuko panted into her ear. “Oh, Spirits, yes! Gonna…cum!” The prince’s jaw dropped as it seemed that all his energy shot through and out of his throbbing cock. Xia-yan squirmed and sighed as the hot spurts within her hit and then subsided, coating her insides with his seed.
For long minutes they clung to each other until their heartbeats and breaths returned to normal, Zuko remaining inside her as long as he could. “Thank you. Thank you, thank you!” Zuko murmured, kissing her sweat-matted hair. “You made me a man. You made me feel the best I’ve felt in years!”
“You are extremely welcome, my lord; but you made yourself a man. I only helped, and enjoyed every second of it! Now don’t go falling in love with me,” Xia-yan admonished gently. “Lots of boys convince themselves they love the first girl who lets them into her bed, especially in my line of work. This is lust, not love. They can sometimes go hand-in-hand, but not this time.” Zuko nodded, looking the tiniest bit disappointed, but understanding.
For the next hour they talked, and cuddled, and dozed. “You don’t pull away from my scar,” Zulo observed. “Most people flinch or try to avoid it. You act like it’s just a part of my face.”
“Because it is just a part of your face, my lord. Scar or no, you are a very handsome boy, especially when you smile, which you need to do more of. Not all of my clients are as good-looking as you, but I don’t treat them any differently. Tonight is about you, about making you feel good. So now that we have taken the edge off, tell me your fantasies. Let me make this night unforgettable.”
“It already is!” Zuko said earnestly.
She giggled, low and throaty, causing that magnificent bosom to jiggle. “I suppose that’s true, but you want more. I want more. Tell me. The one thing that has been running through your mind that you want to try.”
Zuko hemmed and hawed for a moment, then closed his eyes. “When we were in this town last, chasing the Avatar, we caught one of his companions. A girl. Southern Water Tribe, and very pretty. To hold her I ended up tying her to a tree, and…well…that image…”
Xia-yan grinned. “Is that all? Nothing unusual about that, Your Highness. Now, tell me all the details, and I’ll explain the ground rules for this sort of thing…”
One very enlightening conversation later, Xia-yan had her hands bound together and tied to the bedpost, her legs spread wide apart by a metal bar secured to her ankles. Her body was forced into a roughly 90° angle. She twisted around and looked mock-fearfully at the prince who had ‘captured’ her, her mouth working futilely around the gag.
Zuko took the time to admire her large round bottom, pushed out perfectly and offered up to him. “You are all mine, now,” he said ominously, letting a single flame appear in his palm. “Tell me where the Avatar is, and I’ll go easy on you. If not, I’ll have to use more…invasive interrogations.” His lusty erection let his ‘victim’ know exactly what he meant. ‘Katara’ moaned in terror, but also rubbed her thighs together so that her wetness dripped down her leg to let Zuko know how her body was reacting.
He removed her gag, and she squealed, “please don’t make me betray him! I’ll do whatever else you want, but not that!” Completely not what the real Katara would say, but it suited Zuko’s fantasy better.
“Anything?” he asked, smacking her ass sharply.
She gasped. “Yes! Anything! Please, Prince Zuko, I’ll do anything your twisted mind can imagine!”
He grabbed her breasts from behind and squeezed those glorious globes of flesh. “You think I’m twisted? You’re getting off on your greatest enemy using you for his pleasure. Sounds like you’re the twisted one.” He tugged on one turgid nipple.
“Please, Prince Zuko, you can do anything you want to me!...just please do it quickly! I need it bad!” Zuko had to grin. Again, it was nothing like the real Water Tribe vixen, but it was what he wanted to hear her say. He lined himself up with her dripping lips and pushed back into that haven he had discovered earlier. Xia-yan groaned lustily as she was filled up again. For himself, Zuko found the sensation of penetrating her from this side to be very different, but no less enthralling. Feeling her soft buttocks press against his stomach and hips was nearly as wonderful as her thighs and arms embracing him had been. He found he could pound into her harder this way, and felt as much as saw her pendulous breasts swaying in time to his thrusts.
Feeling much more in charge this time, Zuko smirked and said, “I love your fat ass.” With a loud crack, he spanked her again, enough to leave a mark.
The ‘captive’ moaned. “Yes, Prince Zuko! Please punish me!” She wiggled her bottom against him.
“You asked for it, Water bitch!” Zuko began to really give it to her, keeping up the spanking and the dialogue – spiced with as many sailors’ expressions as he understood – to show his ‘captive’ who was boss.
“Yes! Fuck me! Pound this lowly Water Tribe cunt! All wet just for you!” Xia-yan replied as she let the young prince take her. She suddenly shot up on her toes. “Oh yes! I’m cumming! This dirty Water Tribe peasant is cumming for you, Prince Zuko!” The boy grabbed onto her wide hips and began slamming into her as hard as he could as she spasmed around him.
Xia-yan panted and squirmed in her bonds. “Please, Prince Zuko! Cum inside me! Fill this tight Water pussy up with your cum!”
The dirty talk and the fantasy of claiming Katara combined with the pure raw fucking to send him over the edge. “Then take it, bitch! Take my cum in your hot little Water twat!” He shot up into her in several long hard bursts, each time thrusting as far into her welcoming body as he could.
He pulled out, and noted with perverse delight how his cum dripped out of her hole to splatter on the floor. Her hair was a mess, her ass a bright pink from the spankings, her tits almost the same shade from the workout they had gotten, and she was still panting from her last orgasm. She was absolutely beautiful.
After a minute, Zuko came back to himself, and untied her, helping her work the blood back into her extremities. “That wasn’t too rough, was it?” he asked almost apologetically.
“Oh no. That was perfect. You stayed within the bounds, you responded the right way, you took care of me like I told you; you were amazing, my lord,” Xia-yan said, kissing him tenderly.
They lay back down on the bed together, and by mutual unspoken consent, fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Once more during the night, they awoke and made love, and once again in the morning; at their parting, the prince, in mingled wistfulness and gratitude, gave her a small jade pendant. “I will never forget you, Xia-yan,” he promised, and stole one last kiss.
The walk back to the docks was mostly silent, for which Zuko was grateful. “Should I extend your thanks to the crew?” Iroh asked solicitously. Zuko nodded sharply.
“Yeah, you do that. And…thank you, Uncle,” he muttered.
“You are welcome, Prince Zuko! And now hopefully you see that there is more to life than chasing the Avatar.”
“Yes, there is. But for right now, that is the most important thing!”

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“What’s with that goofy face?” Song demanded. “You thinking perverted thoughts again?”
“Ah…of course not! Just remembering a shop Uncle dragged me to the last time we were here.” Captain Ch’oe spared him a sympathetic look, and then turned back to the helmsman.

A/N:
At first I was going to just do another action scene in this chapter (swords and bending action; not bedroom-type), but I realized I was falling into my old habits of my sexy stories not having all that much in the way of actual sex, especially the long ones. But I still wanted the characters to breathe, so random OC experience!
Also, the previous chapter had some of the weirdest fanboying you’re likely to find, but I can’t help it; Yi Sun Sin is awesome and needs more recognition. Besides, it’s not like some of my other stories are “normal”; still in the development stage I’ve got a clean story that’s a fusion of Ranma ½ (and other Takahashi series) with The Faerie Queene (no, really), a Fate/stay Night lemon that is pretty much an homage to The Mists of Avalon, and for a spanking fetish website I wrote a few poems in the style of the riddles in the Anglo-Saxon Exeter Book.
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