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Balancing Act!	By : Gunwild Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 19265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Balancing Act!
By G.W.

For someone who almost never shut up about incense, candles and vibrations from crystals, Ty Lee was surprisingly utilitarian when it came to pleasing herself. For example, she’d only ever owned one real dildo in her life, which had been very ornate and beautiful, and also very useless. She found that her fingers were much better than some fancy leather and ivory toy, because they were softer and got everywhere she wanted them to. Almost everywhere, that is.

She was lonely right now, and she couldn’t fix that. In the circus there had been plenty of other performers to take care of her needs, and when they’d been to busy she could always get some help from fans, or the animals (always loving how dirty that made her feel). Traveling with her old friends Mai and Azula was fun, sure, but now that they were on their own in these mountains she couldn’t do much to put out the fire in her belly.

And seeing a choice piece of man like that Water Tribe boy had only made things worse. Now her tummy ached every day, like coals that were being constantly turned by a sadistic poker. A long, hard, hot poker, which could tease a girl like…

Okay, she had to masturbate again.

As she was in a heavy fur sleeping bag it wasn’t hard to pull down her tumbling pants and warm herself up. A few naughty thoughts (about public nudity and naked gymnastics, at first) provided the kindling. Once she had worked herself up enough, she started reaching under her other clothes. Her other hand stroked her nipples, and then she switched and started licking the fluids off of her own fingers. She wondered what their quarry would think of that. Oh, it would probably turn the boys on and make the girls curious. If there was one thing she adored, it was having someone watch her do nasty, disgusting things to herself. So she imagined that she had an audience while she forced her index finger into her ass.

“It’s in. It’s in. It’s all the way in, and I like it and I want more and I don’t care where I get it from…” Ty Lee loved mumbling to herself, but she wished *so* badly that somebody could hear her…

“You don’t care at all? Slut!”

She opened her eyes, which had been closed and straining to see heaven. Azula was kneeling next to her with her arms crossed, looking, if anything, disappointed. Ty Lee’s heart stopped.

The princess sighed. Her breasts rose and fell under her pink silken robe, which had little flame designs on it. She had enough curves to make it look like the flames were dancing. “So you’re some kind of whore, now,” she observed. Her brown eyes looked condescending… of course, they always looked condescending. “I can’t believe I used to let you touch me. *Me*, royalty!”

Ty Lee had thought that they were going to act like the old days had never happened. When was the first time they’d started playing sex games? Eight? Nine? What the hell did it matter? They hadn’t done it in almost two years. The acrobat girl resumed rubbing herself – just on the outside, to further whet her appetite. “Azula… could you…?”

Azula flounced her hair in an imperious fashion, something only monarchs and complete bitches knew how to do. Azula, being both, was very good at it. “Why should I? I barely need any. Mai took care of me last night while you were snoring and dreaming you were an Ottsel again.”

Oh, of *course*. Her so-called friends had been tending to each other while she’d been struggling and touching herself, probably laughing at her because of how obvious it was that she needed release. The monsters! Ty Lee bit her lip for a moment, pinching her clit and realizing that she would only get what she really needed if she had help. Otherwise it would be like this every night. “Please, please help me. I’ll do anything you want. And I’ll owe you a favor.”

Azula bent over, now smiling her evil half-smile. Even without her makeup, her thin lips were harsh and pretty. “You already owe me favors. Every social contact your family has is because of me. And more importantly, you would never have known about sex if it weren’t for me. But I’ll help you, if only because I think you’re kind of pathetic.”

Azula probably wasn’t talking like that because it would make her friend feel hotter, but it did nevertheless. The cruel princess kissed her, and before Ty Lee knew it she was having the back of her neck bitten over and over again.

Because it had been a while, Ty Lee felt like she would be out of practice. While Azula was climbing under the covers, she was already grinding herself against the other girl, wishing that they could skip the foreplay and just finish this embarrassing demonstration. Well, that was what she was thinking consciously, but deep down she wanted to be taunted and teased until she went even crazier than she already was.

It didn’t take too long for Ty Lee’s skilled hands to get Azula going. Her nipples stuck into the silk of her robe, and the fabric felt like butter on their skins. Eventually one of them had the presence of mind to pull the sash off, and then hot skin met hot skin and they started to sweat. The two of them were kissing whatever parts of each other they could get at; Azula’s hands scratched her friend over the spine and beside her breasts to elicit surprised, starved sounds from her. “Oh, come on, please don’t tease me so much…”

“Tell me you’re the whore I know you are.”

Ty Lee hated herself whenever something like this happened. Which, of course, meant that she dreamt about it all the time. “I… do I have to…?”

“Honesty is the best policy.” Azula tucked herself completely inside the sleeping bag and stuck out her tongue, licking the inside of both Ty Lee’s thighs. She didn’t get any closer than that, however. Not yet.

“Ohh…! Okay, yes, alright, I’ll be honest. I’m a circus freak and I like it when strangers watch me touch myself, and I let the dancing girls tie me up and I once made a saddle that would stroke me every time my striding bird took a step, because I’m a commoner and my mother and my mother’s mother were probably both whores!”

In the semi-darkness, Azula blinked. “Well. That was… complete.” Then she started tonguing Ty Lee, moving her head back and forth to try and get as deep as possible. She kept herself entertained with her finger and thumb behind her.

Ty Lee was getting closer, she knew it; this wasn’t going to be like the unsatisfying climaxes of the past few weeks, she was sure. Both of her palms were firmly over her own breasts and she pushed them up and down in time with Azula’s plunges of the tongue, and then just as she felt that superb finish start to take her because Azula’s lips were sucking on her most private spot…

Everything stopped she and had to actually scream in frustration. Unexpectedly, her damp skin felt very cold.

Mai, already naked, had torn off the blankets, and her pale white form stood out in the tent’s gray shadows. She didn’t look angry or surprised – as usual, she didn’t look like she was feeling much of anything. But if Ty Lee was forced to speculate, she’d say that Mai’s eyes were probably twinkling, hidden by the dark that night was casting on them all.

“*There* you are.” Azula breathed, finally letting some of her own arousal sneak into her voice. A few drops of excitement actually fell from the small hairs between her legs. “Okay, in, now, from behind.”

Mai had always been a slave of sorts while they were growing up. She did whatever Azula said, and enjoyed doing it in the sickest way possible. Right now she was wearing a moderately thick false manhood, the kind that didn’t take straps, which she plunged into Azula without even taking the time to ease in each of the seven inches. Azula appreciated that, growling and gripping Ty Lee’s butt cheeks tightly before going back to tonguing her piston-style.

Just the sight of Mai (who had seen fit to let her hair down, for once) hypnotically pumping into Azula brought Ty Lee to the very edge. She held herself back, though it almost stopped her from breathing. If she could just last a little longer, she’d come a few times in a row. Her training was telling her so, and she trusted that. Still, she couldn’t help noticing that the sheen of liquid on Mai’s skinny torso made it seem to shine, and that there was a deep red flush across Azula’s chest she was happy to think she’d caused. All of this reminded her how happy they’d been when they were still small children, washing each other in the baths and learning how to kiss each other’s smiling mouths.

That was before all this fugitive-hunting and royal intrigue had taken over. Ty Lee still remembered the taste of her friends’ tongues when they were just learning how to use them. Those had been better times.

Of course, it was hard to think anything could be better than when she finally reached the height of her pleasure, arching her back and screaming herself hoarse, and squeezing her own breasts before falling half-asleep, hearing the howls of Azula as she made it there too.

Azula crawled forward and collapsed on top of her friend, their hot bodies cooling slowly. Mai, whose tool extended into herself as well as out, removed it and started pounding it into and out of herself. The wet noises it made let Ty Lee smile as she drifted away into sleep, and start dreaming happy dreams as Mai cuddled up to her, moaning in the aftermath of her own orgasm.

They’d resume a little later, as none of them was actually done, but for the moment Ty Lee was very sure that one way or another, she was going to be fulfilled.

And if not… well, that Water Tribe boy was still out there. And when they caught their prisoners, she’d be happy to show them all what kind of girl she was.

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(This non-profit fanfiction was produced without the permission of Viacom or Nickelodeon. Apologies to Messrs. DiMartino and Konietzko. The spelling ‘Mai’ was used in keeping with the official promotional material.)
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