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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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She couldn’t rationalize how she wound up there, amidst the opulence and luxury of the upper ring -- to be more specific, the Earth King’s palace. Had she been lured in by eyes of pure amber, so familiar yet not? Had it been the girl’s irresistible charisma, the almost sensual monotone she employed so skillfully? From what she knew, the Fire National was younger than her, but her presence radiated power; to turn away would be at her own peril, for those eyes of molten gold would surely burn through her, rendering cloth and skin to fluttering ash.

Whatever the cause, Jin found herself sprawled upon the exquisite bedspread that undoubtedly belonged to the Earth King himself before the city was overcome by anarchy, the room awash in the soothing greens of the homeland, not yet tarnished by the malignant crimson and black of the occupation. The Fire Nation had more pressing matters to attend to over redecorating. But she did not doubt for a moment an overhaul once the royal servants had been shipped in.

It was comforting, at least, to be surrounded by the palette of her kingdom. The décor offered a false sense of security, but it was security nonetheless, and she welcomed the reprieve. Even her captor bore the colors and uniform of the Dai Li, and it wasn’t altogether unfitting. The deep verdant and soft tan fabrics, contrasts unto themselves, were actually flattering against the Firebender’s pale skin.

Layer by layer, her clothes were stripped away to unveil her generous proportions, the cool brush of air upon her nipples snapping her out of idle thoughts. Feeling more than seeing the Princess’s eyes fixated on that ample chest, Jin decided to distract her with an unrelated inquiry. “Why am I here? Why did you choose me?”

“You have connections to my uncle and brother,” came the polished reply, every bit as polished as the unwrapping of the cloth strips that comprised her underwear. It seemed the younger girl had been no stranger to undressing another person.

“Uncle and brother…” Jin repeated in a breath. She only knew of one uncle and brother pair to share the same eye color as her new master. “You mean Lee and Mushi?”

“Is that what they called themselves?” Busy hands momentarily froze, cloth strips catching between deft talons to fray along the razor-sharp edges if Azula so willed it. “And you believed them? Believed they were Earth Kingdom refugees?”

The Earth Kingdom girl’s mouth worked, but no sound came out. They seemed like such genial people, far too nice for…

“Did you never look at their eyes?” Azula taunted, unmoved by her captive’s sudden inability to speak. “They’re just like mine.”

Words and actions could take many forms, smoothing out the harshest of realities, detracting from caustic truths. But eyes could never lie. No matter the kindness shown, gold was gold, a color never produced in Earthen genes -- and Jin knew that; had been taught through childhood stories of yellow-eyed tyrants. Faced with scathing evidence, she had little recourse but to grudgingly accept it.

Left in a state of numbness, she barely felt the odd coolness of the Fire Princess’s hands upon her now naked flesh, the last of her clothing peeled from her like a ripened ash banana and deposited on the floor at the edge of the bed. “Try not to be sad about their lies,” the smooth voice consoled with all the sedation of salt upon fresh wounds. “It’s not like you’ll ever see them again.”

Green eyes squeezed shut, forcing back the tears threatening to form. Jin could feel the liquid gathering behind her eyelids, knowing that to show such perceived weakness in front of an enemy would bring with it yet more cruel jeering. True to her element, though she wasn’t a bender, she would remain firm.

Behind closed lids, she heard Azula sigh in mock disappointment. “You’re so stubborn, just like the rest of your people.”

Choking back a frightened sob, the older girl at last opened her eyes to stare up at her tormentor. “What do you really want?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” The royal leaned back to sit upon her knees, examining her supine prey from above, asserting her dominance through their positions. As Jin held several inches over her when standing, she would seize any opportunity to tower over those blessed to be taller than her.

The Earth Kingdom girl’s muscles tensed when clawed hands settled upon the bosom being eyed so hungrily, supple flesh spilling from between lithe fingers as they began to knead the large mounds like fresh dough. The coppery bitterness of blood tarnished her tongue when slippery palms chafed against her hardened nipples; she had bitten her lip to stifle herself. This Fire Nation monster didn’t deserve the satisfaction of hearing her cries.

Jin’s breathing took an erratic pace beneath the cruel ministrations, and she averted her gaze to avoid acknowledging the golden eyes appreciating the rise and fall of her chest. A renewed sense of trepidation gripped her as her eyes lowered to the obvious bulge pressing wantonly against the front of the Princess’s trousers.

Following the incline of the other girl’s head, a knowing smirk etched itself across Azula’s painted lips. In verdant eyes lurked unadulterated fear, the expectation of what was to come foreboding and terrifying enough to steal the breath from her captive’s lungs.

Raw impressions marked the wayward journey of the Fire Princess’s talons upon removal, deep bloodless gashes crisscrossing along the expanse of tender skin. Jin would’ve sighed with relief if not for the deadly hands seeking a new path to the fly of Azula’s trousers. Fingers plucked open tightly cinched drawstrings with the dexterity of practice.

Instinctively, Jin clamped her legs shut once the Firebender’s erection was revealed, as if the simple motion would shield her or deter the younger girl’s intent. Overcome by shame, she discovered through the action the wetness against her thighs resulting from her tormentor’s masterful touches. Not only had Azula gratified herself with the indulgence of those mountainous breasts, she’d prepared her partner for entry. It was a sobering thought, to be taken like this, by this monster -- but an inkling of solace could be had that she would at least be lubricated.

Not content to deny herself the gratuitous view of her enemy’s glistening folds, the Princess pried apart clenched thighs, situating herself between the open space now afforded by the earthen girl’s parted legs. Steadying herself, she could feel the heat from Jin’s sex against the head of her cock as she guided herself toward the dripping slit. With a grunt of triumph -- and relief -- she rolled her hips forward to slide balls-deep inside.

This time, Jin failed to hold back a moan upon feeling the Firebender’s knob spread her open as it sought entry. Every ridge and vein of the shaft brushed along sensate nerves deep within her, plumbing her depths. Penetration by penis held to it a plethora of sensations a finger could never hope to replicate.

The prickling sensation returned to her hips, claws sinking into yielding flesh to mingle pain with pleasure. Electricity surged up her spine, thighs instinctively widening to grant more room for her partner to move; to deliver more delectable tingling.

Azula took full advantage of such willingness, the gracious opening of Jin’s legs affording her a wider range of movement. A slave to her eagerness, she drilled into the girl beneath her, balls slapping against clammy thighs with every feverish slam of her hips. It wasn’t long before the larger girl bucked against her, submersing her cock deeper into the slick, velvety channel. Jin closed her eyes, the heat of the Firebender’s ragged breaths against her neck suddenly too much to bear. Something hot surged inside her; an inferno of untapped ecstasy roared to life, reaching a crescendo when Azula struck the hidden bundle of nerves time after time, thrust after impassioned thrust.

Elongating her neck, a primal cry tore from Jin’s lips, her nerves aflame. Would this be what it felt like to be burnt by the Princess’s fire, if being scorched by superheated flame could feel good? With each pleasurable convulsion, giggles bubbled up into her throat, escalating into full-on guffawing.

Perplexed by the sounds wrought from Jin’s orgasm, the Firebender found herself snarling, displeasure eclipsing the delicious tingling of her own experience. “Are you laughing?”

The earthen girl nodded vigorously, body quaking beneath the power of her climax. “I’m s-sorry…! I just… c-can’t… help myself!”

Soon as the convulsing of Jin’s muscles ceased around her cock, Azula swiftly withdrew from the tittering girl, moving with purpose to scoop up the unraveled heap of cloth that comprised the discarded underwear. Irritation led her to crunch the strips of fabric into a tightly packed wad. By the time the Princess returned to the bed, Jin writhed like an intoxicated serpent along the mattress, the shockwaves of her orgasm tapering into a steady pulse of pleasure originating from her core and extending past her limbs. The odd giggle eked out between labored breaths of air.

Her laughter met immediate interruption once the balled-up wad of underwear was forced past her lips and teeth, rendering her noiseless. The next thing she knew, her knees sought velour carpet as she was unceremoniously shoved to the floor. Not permitting a recovery, the pressure that sent her down saw a rise in intensity, crumpling her body for her upper torso to descend while simultaneously elevating her rear. Warm fingers pried the shapely cheeks apart, exposing the slit still drenched with her juices. Something smooth and firm teased her opening before penetrating her in a decisive swoop.

Burying herself to the hilt in moist heat, Azula exhaled her relief in a puff of steam. She could finally get down to business -- and this time, there was no chance for her Earth Kingdom playmate to kill the moment with inappropriate laughter. Gripping Jin’s braids in either hand, the Fire Princess sought leverage, once again pounding into the helpless girl beneath her. Pre-cum and the remnants of orgasmic fluid stained the priceless rug under them as it trickled from the underside of her shaft.

Jin gurgled around the makeshift ball-gag, blunt fingernails scraping against the plush threads of carpet in a desperate bid to anchor herself; all in vain, for the younger girl’s irate ramming knocked her off-balance, her upper body flailing before topping over. Azula showed no mercy for her prey, anger and the need to come driving her jackhammer thrusts. A gout of flame erupted from painted lips and lit the room in electric blue once she reached her long awaited climax, talons drawing blood from the abused flesh beneath her fingertips. Her cock shuddered, spewing its load of molten cum deep into the earthen girl’s core. Jin moaned around her gag as the fiery liquid splashed against her cervix from the depth of their positions. It was literally hot; nearly so to scorch her insides.

The Princess exhaled a thick plume of smoke upon extricating herself from her lopsided victim, giving her softening member a quick jerk upon standing to clear it of any ejaculate still trapped inside. Flicking the excess cum from her fingers, Azula cinched her pants shut, sparing a moment to look down her nose upon the girl still whimpering around her own underwear. Legs parted, her juices and residual semen dripped from her folds to further wet the soiled green carpet.

Coming around to Jin’s front, the Fire National pressed upon her still elevated backside to crumple the rest of her body to the floor. A muffled “oof” left the larger girl’s lips as her knees gave out, sprawling her along the expanse of damp carpet.

Sparing no regard for the state of her fallen prisoner, Azula knelt to yank the bundle of soaked cloth from Jin’s exhausted jaw, teeth clacking together at the sudden removal. “Do you still find this amusing?”

A tired groan preceded a firm shake of her head.

“Good,” the Princess praised, insincerity evident in her dismissive tone. “Now gather yourself and get out of my room. Take the rug with you.”
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