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Gratifying The Dragon	By : SouthernDragon Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 71316 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I wrote this for the Avatar: The Last Airbender Kink Meme on LiveJournal, back in March '09. The requester wanted futanari, so I responded with arguably the most logical choice: Azula. It was a lot of fun to write, so I've decided to make this a compilation of one-shots.

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After an intense workout in the courtyard, the young Princess of the Fire Nation retired to her chambers, intent on a well-deserved break from the trials and tribulations of palace life. Unbeknownst to her, she had be trailed by a girl in pink, her stalker throwing her arms around her Princess’s middle before she could even unlatch the door. “Azula! Where have you been?! We need to spend more time together, you know? We rarely see each other these days! I know you’re busy preparing to become Fire Lord and all, but…”
“Ty Lee.”
The girl cut her ramble short.
The Firebender paused in reflection, the stiffness of her muscles made evident as she pushed the door aside and entered her room. “Now that you’re here, I could use you. Come inside.”
Thrilled to be invited into her estranged best friend’s room, Ty Lee all but dove in just after Azula cleared the doorway. “What is it you need me to do?”
Lifting her armor above her head and placing it on the dresser, the Princess tilted her head down toward her right shoulder. “A massage. Use your knowledge of chi-manipulation.”
Ty Lee clapped her hands together. “Okay! You’ll feel good as new when I’m done!”
Following Azula’s royal armor came her undershirt, which was also left on the dresser for a servant to tend to the following day. She then seated herself on her bed, the mattress deferring to her weight. “Have a seat behind me.”
Obediently, the acrobat sidled up behind her master, deft fingers upon squared shoulders. Acting purely out of incentive and before another command could be issued, she began to methodically work the knots out of Azula’s muscles, stilling her descent here and there to untangle a particularly tight cramp.
Golden eyes soon slid shut, the Princess’s starchy posture giving way to the magic touch that was Ty Lee’s and Ty Lee’s alone.
Satisfied with the result, the pink girl glided her hands down Azula’s back, coming to rest just above her waist. Again, her fingers moved in an idyllic rhythm, relieving the tension found just beneath the ivory skin. An airy sigh signaled Azula’s approval.
“Don’t stop…”
Ty Lee giggled, her fingers sliding forward unintentionally. “I wasn’t planning to, Azula! I can see you like it.”
Eyes still closed, the Princess nodded for her to continue.
About to resume her task, it was then that Ty Lee noticed the placement of her hands: mere inches from Azula’s wrapped chest. Stealing a glance at the royal girl’s face and finding her attention averted, the acrobat dared to ghost her fingers along the swell of Azula’s right breast, testing her reaction.
Sure enough, a golden eye popped open. “…What are you doing?”
Ty Lee’s brain scrambled for an answer. “Well, I was… just trying to make you feel good! That’s okay, right? Everything I do is all for you!”
After a terse moment of thought, “…Very well. Continue.”
The pink-clad girl happily picked up where she left off, her ministrations becoming emboldened as she felt Azula’s chest heave under her fingers. The dark-haired girl’s breath became heavier with each stroke, encouraging her friend to further her endeavors. Soft hands slid backward to undo the bindings, leaving them to flutter carelessly to the floor.
Aware of Ty Lee’s actions, but not exactly disapproving, Azula’s breathing hastened, and she found herself fighting to retain her seated position on the bed. Part of her wanted to bolt to her feet and reprimand Ty Lee’s boldness, but another part -– a much stronger part -– yearned for her to keep going. An unfamiliar heat began to pool in her stomach, along with a more characteristic drive to put the girl in her place, submissive and pleading. Ty Lee’s touch had been invigorating, any and all fatigue from earlier giving way to her need for dominance.
Gaining control of her erratic breathing, the Firebender regarded the acrobat from the corner of her eye. “Ty Lee. Come here.” A hand swept forward, indicating her lap.
“Sure thing, Azula!” Ever-giddy, Ty Lee complied, scooting around to seat herself. As she climbed aboard Azula’s lap, her knee brushed against something rigid, causing her to drop her gaze from the royal’s face.
Well, that was unexpected.
They had undressed in front of each other enough times during sleepovers for Ty Lee to know of Azula's differing anatomy. In place of a familiar slit dangled a prepubescent phallus that the budding acrobat had always been curious about, but reluctant to strike up a conversation over. Like most girls her age, she had been shy when it came to asking about other people's private parts, let alone the powerful Princess of the Fire Nation's.
Those days were years past, and puberty had done its job of altering certain parts of Azula’s body since then.
In a hardened state of arousal, her cock felt much bigger. Despite being covered by several layers of clothing, it throbbed, hot and eager, against her thigh. The growing heat was apparent through the barrier of fabric, either from arousal or Azula’s heightened internal temperature as a Firebender; Ty Lee wasn’t sure which.
It seemed an impossibility: the cold, unmovable heir to the Fire Nation throne had succumbed to human desire?
Before she could wrap her mind around such a foreign concept, Azula’s hands had latched onto her waistband, threatening to yank downward.
“…Azula? Um…”
“Hush. Raise your hips.”
Compliant as always, Ty Lee performed the motion, making the removal of her pants a much easier task for her Princess. The pink pair of trousers crumpled to the floor, her under-wrappings swiftly joining the pile of displaced clothing.
Stripped from the waist down, the acrobat unconsciously bit her lip as amber eyes roamed over her newly exposed flesh. She was suddenly self-conscious… did Azula approve of what she saw? It wasn’t long before she received an answer, a taloned finger teasing her folds, dampened by the wetness brought forth during her massage-therapy. Ty Lee was aware of her own arousal – never had she expected a like reaction from Azula, nor did she anticipate actually having her needs satisfied.
The wetted finger was brought up to Azula’s lips for an experimental lick. Her hands then gripped the acrobat’s upper arms, spinning her in place. Momentarily dazed, Ty Lee blinked to find herself facing away from her friend.
The royal girl’s hands retreated from the acrobat’s arms, and pressure was applied to her back, forcing her down, legs flailing out behind her. Firm hands gripped her calves before she hit the mattress face-first. Hanging in the air with no support, she pressed her palms out to steady herself, her nose level with the bulge in Azula’s trousers.
It was Ty Lee’s turn to be bewildered by actions unexplained. “Azula? What are you doing?”
“You’ll find out -– and you had better cooperate. If I sense any disobedience, there will be a heavy price to pay.” Azula braced the girl’s legs on her strong shoulders. “Understood?”
Confused by the demand –- what would make her say such a thing? Ty Lee loves doing things for her! -– the acrobat nodded. “O-of course!”
With her partner’s legs resting upon her shoulders, Azula’s hands were now free to unravel the knot securing her belt, diligently releasing the ties that held her fly closed. Ty Lee watched with fascination as the Firebender’s member sprang forward once freed. Although a shameless flirt, she was still a virgin, and her friend had just given her her first look at an erect penis. A very close look.
“What are you waiting for?”
“Huh?”
“Take it in your mouth.”
“Ummm…”
“You started this,” in reference to Ty Lee’s actions inadvertently giving her an erection, “and you’re going to finish it. Now do it.”
“What am I supposed to do?”
A tense sigh. “Use your tongue. Your hand. Anything you need to, and mind your teeth.”
Balancing herself on one hand, Ty Lee tentatively brought the other forward to wrap around Azula’s shaft. The veiny rod pulsed eagerly in her palm. Elongating her neck and holding the penis steady, Ty Lee wetted her lips with her tongue before bringing her mouth over the mushroom-shaped head. Azula’s hips instantly bucked beneath the flexible girl, forcing more of her length inside the warm orifice. Her gag reflex triggered, Ty Lee sputtered and choked.
“If you bite down…” Azula cautioned.
Ty Lee knew that tone. The Princess’s punishments were merciless. And, while she had her reservations about sucking her best friend’s cock, the prospect was certainly more inviting than third-degree burns -– or worse.
“I’m sorry, Azula…” Ty Lee panted after she removed her mouth, “It won’t happen again.”
“See that it doesn’t. Now, continue.”
Mustering up her confidence, the acrobat’s second attempt was much more successful. She hummed around the pulsating cock, producing a delightful vibration that drove the normally aloof Princess into a chorus of moans above her. Further encouraged, she licked at the slit in Azula’s knob, her tongue swiveling around the head and to the sensitive underside. Her hand tended to what wouldn’t fit in her mouth, pumping from base to her own chin. Above her, Azula growled her satisfaction, eyes closed in bliss. Her hips began to rock, the motion bringing her penis to slide up and along the roof of the contortionist’s mouth. The pressure in her balls increased with every stroke; every lick, and she grated out an order to keep going.
Judging by the royal girl’s reactions, Ty Lee guessed she was doing everything right. Her tongue ventured lower, flicking the sensitive foreskin before returning to the swollen head, flushed a brilliant scarlet. Pre-cum leaked from its opening, giving Ty Lee a taste of what was to come. Azula’s essence was heady, but nowhere near unpleasant.
A final succession of licks along the underside of the knob sent the Princess over the edge. Her hands clamped around the other girl’s head like a vice as she rode the wave of her orgasm, cum spurting in pulses to coat the back of Ty Lee’s teeth and throat.
The poor acrobat, uninformed and wholly ignorant of penile orgasms, never expected such a reaction and jerked her head back, out of Azula’s slackening grip, to quell her choking.
“Swallow every drop.”
Ty Lee whimpered, but dutifully obliged, swallowing hard. The unfamiliar taste of ejaculate still fresh in her mouth, she licked at her lips, figuring Azula wouldn’t want her to waste the tiniest bit of her release.
Once the Firebender regained her composure, she complimented her inferior with an almost affectionate pat on the head. “Good…”
Still facing away from her master, Ty Lee watched Azula’s member go flaccid and settle between her legs. Assuming the session was over, she let out a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding…
…only to gasp as something warm, wet, and muscular pressed itself to her opening.
It was then the acrobat recalled her exact position. The Princess had made certain that they both had easy access to each other’s genitals.
Was this her reward for a job well done? Azula would pleasure her?
Her snatch still damp from her earlier excitement, the royal’s invading tongue met no resistance. One hand idly reached up to explore Ty Lee’s outer parts, pinching at her swollen lips and teasing the hardening nub of flesh. She balled the sheets between her fingers, hips bucking with the hopes of driving her sex into Azula’s face. Success was hers, and the Princess’s tongue drilled deeper into her slick channel.
Azula’s lips shifted into a smirk at the squeal of approval her actions invoked. She explored Ty Lee’s inner walls, pausing here and there to attack the center of nerves that lay just beyond the contortionist’s entrance. The tip of her tongue prodded against and flickered across the sweet spot, drawing out a string of moans from below.
“Azulaaa… oooh… I… mmm…”
The fingers on the outside suddenly gave her clit an especially firm tug.
Ty Lee’s hands relaxed and clenched simultaneously around the scarlet fabric as her orgasm ripped through her. Her Princess’s name tore from her throat, her body writhing and quivering to the point that the other girl had to hold her steady. Efficient as ever, Azula lapped up her fluids as they dripped from her spent hole, leaving nothing but the sheen of saliva in her wake. The acrobat went limp in her arms.
As Ty Lee fought to regain her breath, the Firebender set her down, giving her shoulders a rest in the process. The girl’s legs were far from heavy, but prolonged pressure took its toll, and it was something of a relief to have them off.
If this had been an official game, Azula would’ve been the decisive victor. Not only did she decide the outcome each time (having coerced Ty Lee into giving her a blowjob and later making the girl scream her name), she had fought off fatigue and remained awake through the afterglow of her orgasm: something Ty Lee couldn’t claim.
Tucking her package back into her pants and securing the drawstrings, Azula shifted out from beneath the sprawled legs of her friend, watching wide gray eyes vanish beneath heavy eyelids.
“That was fun,” she leaned down to whisper into the acrobat’s ear. “We’ll be doing it again sometime.”
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