Chapter 1 - Heartbreak

 Rarely if ever did her brother ever fail to arrive somewhere at the appointed time or shirk from his duties as Fire Lord, but it made sense to Azula that he would do so on his birthday. Only Zuko would, even after all these royal ceremonies all the honors bestowed upon him, still have the gall to try to feign any similarity with commoners. 

 Why can’t he just accept that he’s the Fire Lord? Azula wondered. She certainly would have liked that title, and while she was fine with maintaining tradition and handing it over to her brother, it did rub her the wrong way that he was dragging the family name through the dirt in this ignoble manner.

 For his twenty-first birthday, Zuko agreed to have a party for himself in Ember Island, only among friends, while a as per usual minor celebration would be thrown in the capital in his absence.

 As his advisor, it was Azula’s task to make sure everything went well, but she was glad that most guests had agreed to come without issue. Even Sokka had been tracked down by the imperial agents after having seemingly disappeared into thin air. He had been made to understand that he must come or else, but he was still the only one that hadn’t arrived except Zuko. 

“Do you think he’ll come soon?”

 Azula did her best to ignore Aang as she stood with her arms crossed, looking out impatiently at the sea. Only at length did her gaze move to him haughtily. “I beg your pardon?”

“Zuko. I mean, isn’t the party soon?”

“It’s tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Aang made a face and raised a hand to his head. “Aren’t we going to eat before then?” he asked himself quietly, full of worry. 

 Azula walked away to tend to her business and saw him return to the others. So many had arrived at this point. Ty Lee at least had the decency to come alone in solidarity with Azula; Mai, on the other hand, had brought along Kei-Lo, and Toph and Katara both had boyfriends with Haru and Aang respectively. And me alone, with Ty Lee, how does that look?... 

 It was not altogether fitting for Azula's station; but her brother was single too, and she hadn’t been notified of him bringing anyone as a date, which meant that he would likely be taking her as his partner for the time being as custom. 

 Azula didn’t mind. Truth be told, it had been months now since they slept together. The last time had been so romantic that it made her a little sick to think about it in the days following, wondering what Zuko would think of her from that point on after she had cuddled him and confessed she wanted to be held by him and loved him. What was I thinking? she wondered. Surely he doesn’t really believe I meant those things… His own outpouring of affection just pressured her into responding.

 But if he wanted her, she would submit, both as a loyal advisor and as a dedicated sister. Though she would try to keep it a little more detached this time. Thankfully, she was nowhere near her period, nor was she feeling very emotional. He better forget about that time. I’m going to have to teach him to remember his place, hallowed title or not. 

 As her eyes surveyed the beach, she noticed one more figure she hadn’t taken note of before: Suki. That stupid ugly fool was here, too, much to Azula’s eternal contempt, and she was apparently single as well, after Sokka had dumped her for god-knows-who and for god knows which time at this point. Clearly, the bitch wasn’t doing it for him. Pity, thought Azula with cruel satisfaction, eyes lingering over Suki’s hurt expression.

 But surely Zuko wasn’t considering anything in that respect, was he? Suki was so beneath him. Just Sokka’s used-up cumdump. Azula may have taken an oath, but if anything serious ever developed between the two of them, she might just have to turn traitor. She’d sooner die than treat Suki as anything more than the insignificant cockroach to be crunched underfoot.

 She’s probably waiting for Sokka, she told herself, wondering if Suki would be crazy enough to try to win him over all for the millionth time. That makes sense.

 Taking comfort in that, Azula raised a gloved hand and beckoned Ty Lee to come over. Her friend rushed and then stood at the ready like a good little soldier, though the smirk on her face communicated that her respect for authority may not have been entirely genuine. “When Zuko gets here, I want you to make sure that Suki doesn’t get anywhere near him.”

 Ty Lee glanced over at Suki, who sat by herself, moping rather pathetically as she ogled the other couples chatting in a lively fashion. “But why? She’s single so- Oooohhh!~”

 A small slap met the back of Ty Lee’s head. “Keep your mouth shut, idiot,” barked Azula coolly. “She’s just far below the station of a Fire Lord.”

“And you don’t like her.”

“That has nothing to do with it. I serve at my brother’s command. Nevertheless…”

“Keep them separate. Got it.”

 Just as Azula turned away, she could hear Ty Lee add, “Maybe he’s looking for a threesome. You know, with the both of you. He is the Fire Lord, after all.”

 Azula whirled back to glare at Ty Lee. One of her arched eyebrows raised itself imperiously. Then an authoritative finger shot up as a warning. “Don’t give him any ideas.” 



 Meanwhile, Zuko was approaching the island with a royal escort on his grand warship. He would’ve preferred an easier way of getting there, but the state officials would not accept anything that could compromise his safety. 

“Fire Lord, we shall be arriving shortly,” said the captain. 

 Zuko remained seated in his cushy throne, looking at the blue sky with a smile on his face, the warm breeze rushing along his fine cheeks and tousling his black locks. “Thank you, captain. I would prefer it if we don’t bring this big beast that close to Ember Island. No reason to spook anyone with this thing.”

“Understood, sir. The commander will want to dispatch a few guard units to accompany you, in that case.”

 Zuko sighed. “As you wish.”

 Though he was the de facto ruler of the Fire Nation now, it didn’t seem like he had any say in much of anything. Perhaps if he used his position as ruthlessly as his father, he would have his way and get them all to cower in fear. But that was just not his style and, being only twenty-one, he had other priorities that seemed much more significant. 

 He was, to begin with, very lonely and aching for companionship. The last time he had been with a woman was precisely a hundred days ago when he and Azula had spent a tender, unforgettable night together. It wasn’t their first time, but it was so magical and wonderful that he could scarcely forget a detail. From the beautiful way she writhed against the cold sheets, to the way her pale skin shimmered in the moonlight, to the way her light eyes reflected the love he felt for her back at him as he held her. The gentle and loving tone she heard from her then still echoed in his head: I love you, big brother. Words that changed everything.

 As he had held her protectively against him, Zuko became convinced that all the superfluous layers of her nature - most of which were the by-product of insecurity - had peeled away at last, leaving him with the true Azula that was there all along, the sweet little sister he would do anything to protect.

 Alas, his dream of that got shattered as soon as she disappeared the following day on an “unavoidable trip” to a backwater that suffered from civil unrest. By the time she returned, his sister was back to her old self again, completely unreceptive to any kind of love and affection, dismissively turning away from it as if that night had never existed, or was some blemish to be washed out from their shared memory.

 But now it’s my birthday, thought Zuko hopefully. Surely she wouldn’t be so stubborn as to deny him now, would she? Even if she had to pretend… It was her double duty as an advisor and as his younger sister to abide by his wishes and satisfy him. Zuko did not intend to force her into it, but still… 

 Have some mercy on me, he thought, already getting hard at the thought of her slender, toned and delightfully curvy body. 

 When the warship dropped anchor, Zuko climbed into the rowboat, took his seat, and waited as another half a dozen ships full of guards got ready to escort him. It took another hour to finally get to his haven, but when the shores of Ember Island appeared on the horizon, an impossible-to-hold-back grin spread along his face. Finally.  

 This would be a welcome reprieve from his duties. 

 His friends saw him and all sprinted to the shore, kicking up sand, waving with excitement. Zuko first saw Aang’s big and shiny bald head, but he soon spotted Katara, Toph, Suki… 

 There were only two faces he hadn’t spotted, those of Azula and Sokka. 

 In truth, Zuko didn’t really want Sokka anywhere near his party. It wasn’t that he hated him, but Sokka was just too much of a brainless doofus. The way he had treated Suki was totally unacceptable and no one was on his side. Katara, however, insisted that he use his power to track her brother down and bring him for an intervention. Apparently he styled himself a pirate, a warlord, an adventurer, and all sorts of crap nowadays, and was on the fast track of getting himself killed.

 As soon as the ship hit the shore, Zuko rushed out, his station be damned, and hugged his friends. “It’s good to see all of you! Thank you so much for coming.”

 Katara nudged him in the ribs gently. “Not like we had a choice, eh, Fire Lord?”

“Come on…”

“I’m just kidding. We love you, Zuko, happy birthday!” Katara leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek unexpectedly. 

 It shouldn’t be surprising that to a full-fledged woman that was to become a mother any day now, a kiss didn’t mean much beyond representing a small token of her affection. But for Zuko, who hadn’t been graced by the touch of a woman in weeks, the warmth of her lips was enough to leave him tingling. Electrifying jolts traveled down and further stiffened his already throbbing shaft.

 He giggled awkwardly and patted her on the back, feeling the heat in his body rise as he took in her sweet scent. “Yes, thank you so much…”

 There was so much to say to everyone in order to catch up, that it was almost dark by the time Azula arrived. “My apologies, Fire Lord,” said Azula with a respectful bow, her hands held professionally at the back. “I was double-checking the security of the island.”

 Zuko scoffed with amusement. “Surely somebody else can do that,” he said pointedly. “And don’t call me Fire Lord. Come on. It’s my birthday.”

“Fineee, big brother, fineee,” she drawled, allowing a hug, still pretending to be annoyed. 

 As they chatted and shared the most recent stories and developments, they made their way inside the luxurious building that was to be their home for the next few days. A dining room had been set up already, and everyone took their seats ready to dig in and have a good time.

 Zuko couldn’t tell if his sister was feigning disinterest or if she was really disinterested, because while he and the others were sharing snacks and drinks around the big table, laughing at the dumbest things Aang and Toph came up with, Azula sat apart from them at a smaller table, painstakingly inspecting a map of the island. 

 Refusing to let her have her way, Zuko stood up and crept up on her, then wrapped his arms around her from behind. Azula gasped lightly, looking surprised. “I missed you,” he said, refusing to let her behavior get under his skin. “And I love you more than ever.”

 Azula blinked and averted her gaze. He could tell that she was questioning what to say, rather than acting natural. Why did she feel the need to be so fake? “Yes, thank you, brother. I am glad to be here.” The tone remained cold, distant. 

 Zuko took her by the hand and pulled her to the main table where everyone sat. His idea was to get her into his lap, but Azula snapped her fingers and got Ty Lee to bring her a stool at the last moment. 

 Having eaten everything he could get his hands on, Aang leaned back comfortably and burped while Toph annoyed him with her foot. “We should play a game,” said Mai.

“A game?” said Azula suddenly. “And what game is that? I’m surprised you have time for any games… or maybe you just need Kei-Lo’s permission?”

“Cut it out,” said Kei-Lo, and the casual, almost dismissive tone he took with Azula clearly triggered her sense of superiority. 

“You forget your place,” Azula spat, almost as if she were ready to rise and whip him on the spot.

 Zuko clicked his tongue. “He doesn’t. Come on. We’re all friends here. And I want to play a game? What game do we play?”

 Aang put his hands around his stomach. “Nothing that requires”- he quickly suppressed another large burp-”movement.” 

 Katara stared at him judgingly, then gave him a loud smack on the back of the head. “Why do you keep eating like that! Have some control…”

 Azula furrowed her brow. “We could play some war games. I’m sure they have the boards here.”

“War games?” Toph snorted. “Is that all you think about?” 

 Azula pursed her lips bitterly and was firing up a retort, but Suki spoke first: “How about Never Have I Ever?”

“How does that work?”

“Well…” 

 Suki explained the rules of it to everyone, and there was agreement about going ahead with it, even if some like Azula and Toph thought it sounded stupid.

“I’ll start,” said Suki. “Never have I ever… become the ruler of a country.”

 All eyes turned on Zuko, who prepared his drink and sighed laughingly. “Alright, alright.” He downed the burning alcohol down his throat and hissed. “I can’t deny that one.”

 They went around in order, till they got to Azula. “I don’t know what to say,” she said. “Play without me.”

“Come on!” Katara insisted angrily. “It’s Zuko’s birthday.”

“It’s tomorrow, actually.” Still, when she turned her eyes towards Zuko and saw his sad puppy dog eyes, she relented with a displeased sigh. “Fine, you idiots, fineee. Never have I ever… loved someone.”

 Suki tilted her head. “Seriously?” 

 Azula shrugged. She smirked as all the others were forced to drink. 

 Katara eyed her furiously from that point on, and when her turn came, she had a question ready. Ty Lee, however, spoke up before anyone else: “Never have I ever… slept with my sibling!”

 Had it been up to Azula herself, she would not have lifted her glass up to drink. But Zuko lowered his eyes shamefully and gulped his down, which made it impossible to pretend. You idiot! Why do you need to make it known to them what we do? It’s just a stupid game…

 And why did Ty Lee ask such a dumb question? Azula was going to wipe the floor with that brat. As they shared glances from across the table, she made it known to the Ty Lee that she fucked up and watched her shrink fearfully.

 As if it wasn’t bad enough she would be forced to play the role of girlfriend here tonight, now everyone knew about the fact that they had sex. Surely they suspected it before, but still… 

 In the end, the game wasn’t the success Zuko was hoping for, especially since his sister had gotten so pissed off. He was about to suggest they do something else when a guard walked in. “Fire Lord,” he said, bowing low.

“Yes?”

“There’s someone here that says he’s your guest of honor. Sokka?”

 Katara stood up like a lightning bolt. “Sokka! Send him in.”

 Azula was so disinterested in seeing or hearing anything about that bumbling clown that she decided to pour herself another drink. And why not? This was torture, and it wasn’t going to be done for at least another three days. Just kill me now. 

 But when Sokka finally walked in, there were gasps among the table. Suki clutched her chest, looking faint. Only Toph roared with laughter. “Sokka?!” she yelled, slamming her fists on the table. “SOKKA? Is that you, bro?”

 Azula glanced over her shoulder, but could not quite accept that the man she was looking at was the same Sokka she met years ago. Rather than the dumb, gangly-looking kid, before her stood a fully grown man. His hair was tied in a topknot at the top of his head, and his face had lost all of its baby fat, looking chiseled and hard enough to crush steel. On top he only wore a makeshift leather vest that did nothing to hide the rippling musculature of his bestial torso.

 Not only had Sokka grown in height significantly since Azula last laid eyes on him, but he had bulked up like crazy. One of his biceps alone looked like they weighed more than her entire body, and the massive arms were on the whole perfect killing machines. Hot, she thought instantly, imagining the strong fingers gripping her slender little throat.

 While Katara seemed to have gotten paler over time despite her brown skin, Sokka’s now almost ebony skin glistened darkly in the torchlight as if he had seen nothing but sunlight for the last few years, burning every bit of weakness off. Only his goofy big blue eyes remained unchanged.

“Hey, everybody,” he said as casually as she remembered him to be, though the voice was now much deeper, the voice of a real man. Out of all of those at the table, he was in a league of his own.

 Katara got up and ran to him and hugged him. Then she slapped him in the face. “Sokka, you idiot! Where have you been? Why did you break Suki’s heart again?!”

 Sokka sat down and over drinks, explained in his awkward manner that he wasn’t comfortable with sitting at home, and thought that everything they went through could be the beginning of his adventure rather than the crowning glory of his life. “I guess I wanted to make something of myself,” he said.

 Katara did not care to hear any of it. “And a lot of good it did you. Look at you. You look like some highwayman.” 

 Sokka perked up. “Seriously?! Great! That’s what I’m aiming for!”

 Her hand met his face for another instructive slap. Almost motherly. “Good? How’s that good, you damned idiot!?”

 Azula didn’t care about the family drama. But she was not so sure how to feel about this new Sokka. Was it wrong to admit that he was… super duper fuckable all of a sudden? Though he clearly remained as dimwitted as before, and probably just as clownish, it wasn’t like she was particularly interested in what he had to say. It was his body she could not get her mind off of now that she had glimpsed the new and improved him. 

 He’s huge, she thought. He could probably toss me around like a toy... 

 Azula could remember the last time they faced off against each other and the humiliating way she overpowered him. What would a rematch do today?

 Zuko, who had been enjoying himself up to this point, suddenly felt that all the attention had been taken from him and turned to Sokka instead. He wasn’t so selfish as to want to ruin the evening for everyone else, but…

 As he wondered how to extricate himself, he noticed Azula staring at Sokka with semi-disgust, and for once, he shared her feeling. “Is something wrong?” he whispered.

“I don’t care much for this idiot’s babblings.”

 He cleared his throat, looked around the table, and then let a whisper pass his trembling lips: “What do you say we retire to the Fire Lord’s chamber?”

 Azula met his request with a long look and a cold smirk. “Whatever the Fire Lord commands.”

 Those words alone summoned a deep pang of arousal in Zuko. He cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention and then stood up, “Everybody - and Sokka - I’m sorry to interrupt but it appears my duty to the Fire Nation calls. It’s late, so at this point we’ll probably see each other tomorrow.”

 Nobody questioned the excuse too much, and soon he and Azula were walking up the staircase that took him to his suite on the second floor.

 The guards stationed before the ornate double doors opened them wide and bid them both to enter. As he padded into the room, Zuko noticed some clothes on the bed. “Has anyone been staying here?”

“They’re mine,” said Azula. “I figured you wanted me to stay with you.” She cocked a brow. “Was I wrong?”

 Zuko smiled shyly and waited for the doors to close, then put his arms around her intimately and brought his lips to her mouth. They grazed against one another, but Azula resisted the kiss with disinterest. “You weren’t wrong,” he said, caressing her head. “All I wanted was to be here with you.”

 Gah, again with this soapy crap, thought Azula. Why couldn’t he just be the Fire Lord? If he truly wanted to fuck her so much, why didn’t he just do what any of their other incestuous ancestors would do, like order his elite guards to drag her to his bedroom, strip her naked, and then tie her up so he could fuck her and have her whipped and disciplined at the same time? Why did he have to be so… 

“Sometimes I think you’re the love of my life,” said Zuko. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

 Cringe, she thought.

 Though Azula had come here fully prepared to sleep with him, her pussy was getting drier by the second. It certainly didn’t help that she had seen Zokka downstairs looking the way he did, because now her thoughts were turning towards him, wondering what a guy like that was packing. Was that why he was putting so much effort into looking big and strong? Was he just compensating? I hope not. 

 Too horny for his own good, Zuko kissed her again and cupped a feel of her ass. “Azula, I want you…”

“Easy there, tiger,” she said, pushing him back coolly. “We’ve got time. Honestly, I feel a little disgusted after all that corny stuff downstairs.”

 He giggled nervously. “My love, I’ve been waiting for so long…”

“No, really!” she insisted. “I think I’d like to go take a swim first. Clear my head, you know?”

 The thought of seeing his sister undressed down to her bikini was not an altogether unwelcome one. Zuko had spent the better part of the last month dreaming of his birthday and being reunited with her physically. He could wait another hour. “I’ll come. Let me throw on my trunks.”

“Didn’t you just ditch those guys to come up here? Look, I won’t be long. And I want some alone time. Just make yourself comfortable and wait for me.”

 Zuko sat down like a good boy, biting his lips with barely restrained arousal. “At least let me see what you’re wearing before you go.”

 Not yet willing to let her brother see her naked, Azula grabbed her bikini out of her travel chest and then went to change behind the ornate screen in the corner of the room. 

 Zuko grabbed his dick impatiently as he waited, wondering what might happen if he just took her by force regardless of her wishes. I could, he told himself. I am the Fire Lord, aren’t I? I should just be as tough as she expects…

 When his sister emerged, the sight of her left him breathless. Her bikini was red, and the sportsy bottoms were almost as revealing as a thong, going all the way up and over her hips and leaving her round and toned cheeks fully out in the open. “Wow,” Zuko gushed, at a loss for words. Her round ass was even bigger than last time, and her body looked tighter in general. Had she been working out even more than before? Had she gone out of her way to look her best for his birthday? Zuko could not imagine how he could improve on her current looks. Her abs were so tight. Her thighs were so thick and silky smooth…

 Azula noticed he was almost drooling after her, but remained unimpressed. She was used to it, after all. “I’m going,” she said. “I won’t be long.”

“Please don’t… I’ll be waiting.”

 You’ll be waiting for a long time, she thought. 

 Azula made no effort to hide her appetizing body from the guards as she sashayed past them, though she noticed with satisfaction that they had enough self-control to keep their eyes off of her butt, though it would’ve been fun to have one punished for daring to lust after the Fire Lord’s sister. Good boys. 

 The waters were warm despite the late hour, so she went for a swim. Lately, taking a dip was one of the few things that relaxed her, and Azula could not help but appreciate the irony that a Fire Nation girl would take so well to swimming. 

 She held her breath and dove to the bottom, then spread her arms and legs, looking at the dim moonlight refracting through the dark waters. As the bubbles of air escaped her nose, Azula needled her way back up and took a breathless gulp of the chill night air.

“What the hell?” said a frightened voice.

 Azula hadn’t even noticed she wasn’t alone. The others must have finished their party, because she could see Sokka and Suki swimming only a few feet away from her, chatting happily. It was Sokkaa who had gotten spooked by her sudden emergence.

 Azula’s eyes, however, stared daggers at Suki. Already back with him? So pathetic.

“Where’s the birthday boy?” said Suki. “Is he around?”

“Asleep,” said Azula. “He’s tired.”

 Sokka snorted. “What’s he tired from? Giving orders all day?”

 Azula raised her brows. “Keep talking like that, and maybe I can recommend some interesting orders he could give with regards to you.”

 Suka gulped, slightly unnerved, and splashed water her way trying to play it off. “Come on, I love Zuko! He knows that… But I can’t imagine ruling is all that bad.”

 Suki, strangely, sided with Azula. “It’s not like you’ve ever done it, Sokka. Zuko has the whole Fire Nation on his shoulders. You can’t even be loyal to me.” 

 Azula was starting to regret defending Zuko at all. The dumb Water Tribe clown had a point. Her brother did almost nothing all day long, and yet he never had the necessary energy to start a new city, a war, or cleanse the higher ranks of disloyal members.

 Azula swam towards the shore. She knew the other two were still watching, and she made a point of emerging from the water with a confident sway of her hips that showed off her steely glutes. As her toned ass glistened and dripped in the pale moonlight, she turned to the side to make sure Sokka and Suki could see exactly what she possessed. Let’s see your ass, Suki. Come on.

 Suki averted her gaze shamefully. Azula smirked triumphantly. Thought so. 

 But Sokka grinned. “Damn,” he said, splashing around as he rushed to join her on the shore. “You look a lot” - his eyes went over her admiringly and stopped at her slim waist and breeding hips - “stronger.”

 Azula had wondered before if he came packing the right goods. Now that he stood right before her, a single glance was all it took to notice that there were, indeed, quite the goods stored in his swimming trunks. If anything, they looked a little too stuffed.

 Feeling herself getting aroused, Azula turned her mind to her brother instead to snap out of it. “I’ll see you both tomorrow,” she said indifferently.

 Sokka lacked the self control not to stare at her ass as she sauntered back. “I hope so.”

 During the time that Azula had been at the beach, Zuko lay in bed, doing his best not to stroke himself as his horny state got the better of him. The worst thing in the world would’ve been to have Azula walk in when he was drained and soft. But on the other hand, what if he was so horny that he came instantly? 

 As the hour lengthened, he began to wonder if she had gotten lost. He got out of bed and padded over to the balcony that offered a grand sight of the surroundings. There, only a little distance from the building, he could see Azula talking with Sokka. Why? Zuko wondered, a pang of jealousy stirring inside of him. They’re not even friends, really. But considering that Suki was there too, there didn’t seem much reason to assume anything bad was going on.

 He headed back to bed and waited for Azula to arrive. 

 Still wet, she strolled in without a word, toweled herself, then took off her bikini and slipped into a black silk robe. She lay next to him in bed with a sigh, and said, “Listen, is it okay if we leave your birthday present for tomorrow? I’m so exhausted. I’m really not in the mood.”

 Zuko became crestfallen, but it wasn’t like there was much he could say to change her mind. And if he forced her, there was no telling how horrible his sister would make it or how she would try to take revenge later. “Sure…”

 Without so much as a kiss, Azula turned her back to him, sighed, and went to sleep.

 Zuko put his arms under his head, still watching her. What are you thinking about, I wonder? 

 It took the Fire Lord a long time to fall asleep, and the next morning he woke up alone in his bedroom. He could hear great commotion outside, and as he went to stand at the balcony he could see Aang and the others playing volleyball in the water.

 Katara saw him and waved. “Zuko! Come and join us!”

 He waved back. “Coming!” Where was Azula, though? He could see no sign of her. 

 In the end, he ended up heading down and spending some quality time with friends. Though he should have enjoyed the rare get-together, he was feeling strangely alone. It seemed like everyone else had someone. Katara was slightly drunk and was pushing her breasts openly against Aang’s back, while Toph was kissing her Haru’s chest and kept reaching down towards his crotch. Mai and Kei-Lo were no better. Sokka now seemed to be with Suki, and Zuko couldn’t help but notice that his strong dark hands kept traveling all over Suki’s pale body. She blushed, but she made no attempt to stop him. 

 Meanwhile, Zuko was by himself. The only other singles were Ty Lee and Azula but both were absent.

“Zuko, you okay?” said Kei-Lo. “You seem down.”

 Zuko laughed it off. “I’m fine. It’s just overwhelming, that’s all.”

“It’ll be your birthday at midnight.”

“True. It will…” Maybe by then Azula would be back?

 It took all the effort he could muster not to the stare at the bodies of the hot women surrounding him, friends or not. Katara in particular was becoming so drunk as the day wore on that she once backed up with her big brown butt right into Zuko’s face as he sat in the sand. For a moment, his nose almost went between her bouncy cheeks. “I’m so sorry!”  

 None of them could’ve imagined just how horny and miserable it all made him. Everyone has someone. But I’m the Fire Lord, and I have no one. How great is that?

 By sundown, they went inside to get wasted, and he was drinking too, mostly to drown his sorrows. He was starting to regret coming here at all. And he really regretted inviting Sokka. At least the other couples were already together, but Sokka had swooped in and taken the only real single girl here - at least, discounting Azula. Depressed Suki might’ve been open to Zuko otherwise and spared him this feeling of inadequacy.

 Zuko once thought of Sokka as his friend, but the gnawing jealousy he felt each time he glanced over and saw Suki laughing from his kisses and caresses was taking over. His strong fingers kept stroking her toned stomach and entering her bikini bottoms. One time she even moaned, right in front of them all. And he left a girl that loves him this much? That lets him do this stuff?... It made no sense to Zuko, who got even more depressed thinking about it.

 His friends tried to cheer him up, gave him his gifts, and by the time evening came everyone was smashed and ready to have fun. Everyone except Zuko himself.

“We should play a game,” said Aang. 

 Next to him, Katara sat with her legs spread wide open, her lush curves gleaming in the low light. It was such an indecent, inviting position, yet she seemed not to care at all. She was wearing a robe, but it was hanging on her loosely, and the bikini bottoms were so tight that Zuko could see the fabric going between her pussy lips. Cameltoe, right there, just inches away. Damn, he thought. Aang is so lucky. “No games,” she said. “I’m wasted!”

“Perfect time for a game,” said Aang with a grin. “I was thinking strip cards.”

“I can’t imagine who would want to see you naked.”

 Everyone turned upon hearing Azula’s voice. She stood in the doorframe with Ty Lee at her side, looking crisp in her advisor’s uniform. “Sorry I’m late,” she said. “There was an incident at the opera house, and we needed to make sure it’s all safe and ready for tomorrow.”

 Sokka bristled at those words. “Opera house?”

“This might be unfamiliar to you,” said Azula pointedly. “But we do have culture here in the Fire Nation. Some of our best performers want to act in front of Zuko in honor of his birthday.”

“Yay,” said Zuko lifelessly.

 Azula could tell her older brother wasn’t enjoying himself, and she almost felt guilty.

 Almost…

 But it was hard to feel guilty for a man that held so much power. If you’re miserable when you rule the world, big brother, then it’s your own fault. 

 Normally, Azula would have shut down participating in any game. Especially something as dumb as strip cards.

 However, she could see that Suki and Sokka were still together, and that the latter had an arm around her. Over the course of the day she had given a lot of consideration to Sokka, and the disparate trains of thought all concluded at the same endpoint: Azula wanted him to pound her into oblivion and scratch an itch for a good demeaning fuck. While it did hurt her pride to submit to such an infantile brain, it turned her on to think that her body would be at his mercy when he was so strong.

 And it would also make Suki miserable, and hopefully miserable enough that might finally see the light and kill herself. All wins for me, thought Azula with a smirk.

 Nobody said anything as she joined in, and, unlike the clowns surrounding her, Azula made no effort to win at all. She wore the most clothing out of everyone there, so even with stripping more clothes than the others she still came down to her bikini.

 Zuko had been losing as well, but it did not make him feel bad. As he took off his robe, he felt somewhat confident and good to see that almost every girl there, except his sister, took a glance at his shredded body. At least I’ve got what it takes, he thought. 

 Sokka had been winning, and he was doing his best to try to get Mai and Toph to lose given their level of discomfort with getting naked. It triggered them enough that they made common cause against him, and then Sokka himself was stripping down and on his way to getting completely naked.

 Azula had already seen most of his gorgeous body the previous night, so it held no surprises, but she was interested in seeing that big cock for real. She thought she would add her luck with the other girls in an attempt to defeat Sokka, but… 

 As Zuko stared at his cards, he realized he had lost again. “Crap.”

 A very drunk Katara clapped her hands. “Woohoo! Show us the goods, Fire Lord.”

 Aang glanced at her. “You know I’m here, right?”

 Given that kind of support, Zuko took off his underwear without hesitation. He knew his dick wasn’t the biggest around, but it was nothing to joke around with either. As he let it hang freely before the whole table, he grinned, sensing that Katara and the other girls were staring right at him. I mean, it’s on offer, if anyone’s interested, he dreamed of saying.

 Azula shook her head in disbelief. Loser or not, a Fire Lord should have never gotten naked like that… Just because they’re your friends doesn’t mean you should humiliate yourself, you tiny dicked loser. 

 Then she lost again. This time there was no applause. Azula could tell the guys around the table were ogling her and doing their best to pretend not to for the benefit of their girlfriends. “What?” she asked as she stood before them, her nipples hard and her perfect coinslot pussy totally bare. “Something wrong?”

 There were murmurs but one said anything. As she took her seat, Azula could see everyone except Aang staring at her with either jealousy or arousal.

 She and Zuko were both out of the game, and while Aang and Mai had both lost along the way, it was ultimately Sokka that got eliminated next. “Maaaan!” he drawled with annoyance, slamming down his bad hand.

 Azula knew better than to buy his little act. She had caught him staring at her the entire time, and she figured he was looking forward to showing off. When he finally pulled down his trunks, Katara cried and rushed out, uninterested in seeing what was there, while the others either stared or gasped. 

 The big brown cock he pulled out was at least three times the size of Zuko’s: a long, girthy, curved and veiny monstrosity that made Azula shudder and bite her lip just by looking at it. 

 As if to make the point of how huge it was, Sokka slammed it down on the table. “Well, I hope you’re all happy! You won.”

 Toph grimaced and averted her gaze. “Put that thing away.”

 Suki, in keeping with the other girls, pretended it was a bit much. But Azula stood up from her seat and came to stand next to Sokka. “Is that even real?”

 He cocked a brow. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Because it looks so fake. May I?”

 Without waiting for an answer, she reached down and took hold of his dick, stroking it slowly up and down, watching how tiny that big brown shaft made her pale hand look. Azula noticed that Suki was watching, and she grinned. Should’ve gone for it first if you wanted him, honey.

 From where he sat, Zuko was at a loss for words. Not only did the sight of Sokka’s member leave him feeling embarrassed and humiliated given the size differential between them, but the fact that Azula was touching him so openly before everyone, with the devilish lust written plainly on her face. “I guess it is real,” she said.

 It felt like all it would take was one word for Sokka to throw his slender little sister over the table and ram her right then and there.

 Thankfully, Katara’s voice interrupted them. “It’s midnight!” she yelled. “Everyone, come on, it’s midnight!” 

 Azula took her hand away from Sokka and they all got dressed up again, then headed out. On the far side of the island, the Fire Nation guards started the firework show, and rockets were now flying into the sky and blowing up into a cascade of bright lights. Katara, unaware of what had gone on inside, put a loving arm around Zuko and started to sing in his honor. Everyone joined in, including the few guards present.

 No amount of good cheer, however, could have made Zuko feel better now. How could she touch him like that? 

 All this time he had thought that he only wanted to be with Azula out of convenience. And perhaps a little bit of brotherly love. But to see her practically offering herself to that stupid Water Tribe clown… 

 Zuko’s heart broke as would that of any lover. 

 Was his birthday gift to realize that he loved her as a soulmate, while she didn’t care for him at all?

 The party went on deep into the night, but Zuko only smiled politely, unable to get out of his own head. He could see that Azula and Sokka were now seated together and chatting, and that Suki had been abandoned by Sokka in the same way he got abandoned by his sister.

 Katara, Ang, Haru, and Ty Lee, and Mai, all drank themselves unconscious. 

 It was close to dawn when the birthday party was officially over, and as Zuko wondered whether or not Azula would come back to bed tonight, he looked around and noticed both she and Sokka were gone.

“Have you seen them?” he asked Suki.

 Suki, who looked defeated, depressed, and a little angry that he was forcing her to acknowledge the reality of the situation by asking the question, just shrugged her shoulders. “Nope.”

 So that’s it, then, thought Zuko, torn between crying and screaming. That ape is out there fucking my little sister.

 For whatever reason, the thought of Sokka’s huge dark body on top of Azula and punishing her made his slender dick stir to life. He glanced down at Suki, who gazed at the moonlit waters as if she wanted to get in and drown herself.

“We could go wait for them in my bedroom.”

 First, she gave no sign of hearing him. Then, she brought her head up and grimaced. “Uhm, if you don’t mind, I think I’ll just go to sleep.”

 The double rejection shattered the last bit of Zuko’s dignity. “S-Sure,” he stammered, red with embarrassment. “I should do the same.”

 Without saying good night to anyone else, he stormed up towards his bedroom, tears coming to his eyes as he thought of Azula. She’s so selfish! he thought. So damned selfish!



 In a clearing a little farther inland, only a few minute’s walk from the beach, Azula held onto a tree for dear life as Sokka pumped her from behind. “Fuck!~” she gasped lightly. “Fuck…”

 Fireworks in honor of her big brother were still whizzing up into the high heavens, exploding as if to celebrate Sokka’s large and heavy balls smacking against her with each thrust of his powerful cock…

 In her mind, she differentiated between every time she had been with Zuko and then this. Her brother always started out with endless foreplay, almost boring to death by the time he got to sex. And then, when he was finally inside, he would take her slowly, whispering affectionate words in her ear the entire time. And then some watery cum would dribble out and it was over. It could be nice, but… 

 It was nothing compared to this!

 Sokka had simply taken her by the wrist and gave her a look that told Azula it was time. They snuck away together without a word, then, when they were far enough out of earshot, he simply turned her around, pulled her bikini aside, brought up his big cock, and slammed it into her without hesitation. 

 He was dominating her like an animal, just slamming his big dick into her hole and stretching it by force, and Azula was ashamed of how much she enjoyed herself; but in far too much pleasure to put an end to it or find the willpower to hide it. She allowed herself to succumb to the intensity of his strength, surrendering her pale and petite Fire Nation body to his overwhelmingly powerful Water Tribe cock. 

 To think that she would have suggested extirpating the Water Tribe a few years ago because she saw no purpose in their existence. Now, Azula could only imagine that the fireworks show could only be for how amazing the huge dick inside of her felt.

“Oh, fuck,” she drawled in desperation. Her legs were starting to shake and bend, throwing her off balance. An orgasm was building up inside of her that wrested all control away from her body. 

 This was…

 Incredible. Something she had never felt. Ever.

“Fuck me! AaaaaaaaaAAA!! Quench this Fire Nation pussy with your big Water Tribe cock!”

 Sokka pulled her roughly by the hair. “Stop talking so much,” he said, clearly unimpressed. “You’re making it cringe.”

 It was strange to think that she had traded roles with her brother. When they fucked, she was the one that was bored, that wanted it to end quicker, that just wanted to focus on the act. 

 Now, as Sokka’s strong hands held her by her slender waist and pumped her tight pussy, Azula knew he was the superior one. He probably could have had any girl on the island, including his own sister if he really wanted to. There was no way that liar Katara hadn’t taken advantage of this perfect cock and let him fuck her holes rough and raw.

 In matters of sex, Sokka was clearly a god that went by his natural instincts. 

 No wonder Aang had stuck it out with Katara. These Water Tribe people knew how to fuck!

 Only a few minutes had passed but Azula shivered all over as electrifying jolts melted her from the inside out. “I can’t…” she whispered weakly. “You gotta slow down or… I’m gonna!…”

 Pathetically, she came over Sokka’s dick before he even got a chance to finish. He grabbed her just as she was about to fall, her body convulsing uncontrollably as the best orgasm of her life shot through her totally wrecked and defeated body. 

 But the way this felt was totally new to Azula. Wholly unexpected.

 As she lay helplessly in Sokka’s strong arms, looking up at his grinning face, she realized that this wasn’t just another orgasm; but, in fact, the first orgasm she ever had. What she had experienced with her brother and convinced herself of the real deal was a pale imitation - nothing compared to this!

 Sokka laughed at her. “Wow, you look rough.”

 Azula got him to let go and dropped down to her knees. Then, closing in on his dick, she opened her mouth. “At least let me help you finish.”

 Later, just as the sun came up, Azula struggled to get herself up the stairs on her trembling legs. She had been fucked by inferior Water Tribe scum, yet she loved every second of it; a part of her hated him, and hated herself for how enjoyable it was, yet she could not stop smiling from how good it felt and the knowledge of what else was coming. 

 I can get this all the time, she thought. I can make him my personal slave…

 Zuko was already in bed when she walked in, but he hadn’t been for long. “Where have you been?” he asked imperiously.

 Azula came over to him and gave him a kiss with the same mouth that had been wrapped around Sokka’s monstrous cock just minutes prior. If her big brother could taste Sokka’s thick load, he showed no sign of it. “Happy birthday again,” she said. “I love you.”

 Azula knew that would shut him up, and she was right, because he had allowed her to go to sleep without any torturous conversation.

 The following day, Zuko woke up and, again, found the other side of the bed empty. 

 He jumped out of bed and rushed to the balcony. Outside, he could see everyone sunbathing, including Azula and Sokka, who were now hanging out with all the others, as if they were just another couple. Only Ty Lee and Suki were sitting apart, clearly uncomfortable to be single when surrounded by couples.

 Unbelievable, thought Zuko. I shouldn’t even go down there…

 But he couldn’t punish the others for his sister’s betrayal. Miserable though he was, he put on his clothes and went down to join them. 

 Usually, Azula would be difficult and always make her antagonism known, but now she was talking with the others and acting friendly. She was, of course, sitting with Sokka, who had pulled her into his lap and held her possessively. 

“Hey, you woke up,” said Katara. “Birthday boy.” 

 Zuko tried to smile. “Yeah…”

 Was nobody going to say anything about the fact that Sokka was now feeling up his little sister and acting as if they were a long time couple, even though he had been inseparable from Suki the day before?

 Apparently not. 

 Defeated, Zuko sat down and did his best not to look over. But it was difficult to ignore the fact that Azula was acting genuinely insane and moving her slender fingers over Sokka’s dark and muscular body while she smiled and whispered in a lovey-dovey way. Sokka made no effort to behave himself, either, and not only groped and smacked her ass, but even slipped his hands under her bra to feel her perky breasts. 

 This can’t be happening, thought Zuko. This is insane. 

 Surely this was a prank? Or maybe Azula did it to get back at him or something.

 There was no way his haughty, arrogant, bitchy sister could ever be genuinely attracted to Sokka. That was just impossible. Yes, she had redeemed herself a little and stopped being completely evil. But they had nothing in common!

 Katara sipped on her drink and sighed wistfully. “That opera is tonight, right, Zuko?”

“Yes,” he said bitterly. Maybe then Azula would finally tend to his needs. The next time he’d fuck her, if there would be a next time, Zuko would no longer show mercy. 

 But even though he told himself that, the memory of Sokka’s immense cock from the night before, combined with the possibility of it having gone inside of Azula already, left him feeling worried and, really, even too afraid of going at it again. 

 Azula and Sokka making out and groping each other had an effect on every other couple, and soon they were all going at it, putting an end to any group conversation. 

 Too triggered to sit next to Aang and Katara as he kissed her and slipped his fingers inside, Zuko got up and went to sit with Ty Lee and Suki.

“Hey,” he said.

 Suki stared ahead expressionlessly. “Hey,” she said back, in that same dead-inside tone.

 Ty Lee looked less heartbroken, but she sighed without interest, bored out of her mind. “I wish we stayed in the city.”

 Zuko nodded. “You’re telling me.” 

 It was only when evening came and everyone had to get dressed to go that Zuko got another chance to be alone with Azula. “Thanks for my birthday gift,” he said to her, unable to summon any anger. After a day of looking at her cheating on him, there was only sadness.

 Azula played dumb. “Huh?”

“You and Sokka went at it all day…”

 She pretended not to understand. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

“Nothing!” he snapped. “Nothing anymore! I’m miserable. You got what you wanted.”

“Just don’t blame me if you didn’t. I’m having a good time. You could too.”

 Though he promised himself not to show any weakness before her, tears came to his eyes and he sniffled. “All I wanted was to be with you for one night. That’s it.”

 Azula clicked her tongue. “Stop it, will you!? You’re the freaking Fire Lord! Act like it.”

 There was no understanding from her. No compassion.

 As soon as he changed, Zuko walked out, unable to bear her cold presence any longer…

… and bumped into Sokka.

 The Water Tribe alpha was all dressed up and ready to go, though he looked no different than how he had first arrived. Just like a tribal savage wearing just a scrap of cloth that might count as a vest and some pants. But all over, one could see his sculpted muscles rippling under his deeply tanned and leathery skin. “Is this how you’re going to go to the opera house?” asked Zuko.

“Yeah. What’s wrong? No good?”

  Zuko could’ve been mean, but he just sighed. “I guess it doesn’t even matter.”

“Hey, listen, I wanted to say… you don’t mind that I’ve been hanging out with Azula, do you?”

“Mind? Why would I mind?”

 Sokka did not sound ill-willed, but completely oblivious. “I’m just checking, what with you two being siblings. Not that Aang asked me - but then, no one takes me seriously.”

“You know Suki is mad with you?”

 Sokka shrugged. “Eh, it’ll be fine. We’ve got an on and off thing. I’m just trying to find myself right now, you know? Can’t commit to one girl. I mean, you’re the Fire Lord! You must know what it’s like.” Sokka elbowed him playfully. “You must be sleeping with ten virgins every night. A harem from every nation. Dude, I wish I had your life…”

 Zuko nodded, darkly amused by that idea. “Yeah… Sure, it’s great…”

“Pass some over to me!”

 Despite everything, Zuko still held out some hope to fix the situation. He would be granted a private balcony at the opera, which he was going to share only with Azula. Maybe, just maybe, they would get a chance to talk.

 That hope got dashed as soon as they arrived. Because while everyone else went to where they were supposed to go, Sokka, indifferent to the rules, wanted to be wherever Azula went. The private balcony was so dark that no one was going to notice one way the other. 

 As Sokka took the only other free seat next to Zukko, he asked, “You don’t mind, right?”

“He doesn’t,” Azula answered quickly.

 Poor, poor Zuko, she thought. He wasn’t going to like this one. But Azula wasn’t in the mood to go to the opera at all, and she definitely wasn’t going to spend three hours next to Zuko to hear him moping. Instead, she told Sokka he could take her seat and that she would sit in his lap. 

 As the performance began, she took her place of honor right on top of that strong Water Tribe cock, getting it nestled between her firm asscheeks, then brought her eager tongue to his experienced mouth. 

 Zuko undoubtedly must have heard them making out, but he was wise enough not to say anything.

 Azula glanced at her brother a few times, wondering what was wrong with him. He really could’ve had anything. He could’ve gotten the hottest women in every nation to come and kneel at his feet. And many of them would probably jump for joy at the opportunity. Instead, he just cried because he couldn’t fuck his little sister. How could he be such a pathetic beta?

 Azula promised herself not to go too far considering that Zuko was right next to her, but that turned out to be impossible. The night before she had dropped to her knees and sucked Sokka off. It was only for a few moments, but it had given her a taste that made her mouth water just to think of. 

 The taste of a real man.

“Keep quiet,” she told Sokka, then slithered down to her knees.

 She untied his pants and tugged them down, then pulled out the majestic cock, taking a few moments to admire its almost grotesque, simply unimaginable size and shape before she put her mouth to work. So thick she could barely put her hand around it and big enough to have two sets of hands working it at a time. This was the kind of cock a Fire Lord should have.

 Then, even though she knew Zuko was looking at her, she brought her burning lips to the shaft. She pressed them against the meaty dick and kissed it up and down in pure worship. The wet licks resounded around their seats. Her slavish tongue slathered it up in her hot drool, making sure every part of the perfect cock was covered before she brought her hands to work on stroking Sokka as he deserved.

 The idiot’s cock so big that it hurt her mouth to fully wrap her lips around it and swallow it, but Azula was determined to do her best. She slurped the throbbing head inside as she jerked his dick and gave it a hot bath with her loving drool, using her tongue to massage it as she prepared to take it deeper down her throat.

 Given its size, that was a daring, and quite dangerous idea, but Azula wanted to make sure Sokka knew she was his good whore. From the little he had shared with her today about his relationship with Suki, that idiot cried every time he fucked her hard and thought oral was too gross.

 Well, Azula had no such problem. She would let Sokka fuck her throat until she choked to death if he wanted that. Hell, she would even eat his ass on this stage before an audience. He was the master now.

 For whatever reason, the idea of allowing this dumb Water Tribe guy to treat her however he wanted was even hotter than his ridiculously ripped body and gorgeous cock. 

 Zuko pretended not to notice the fact that his little sister was on her knees, servicing Sokka like a common whore. It was so dark where they were that there was a reasonable case to make that he was too drawn in by the opera to take note of it… but the truth was, his eyes were barely moving away from Azula’s bobbing head. 

“So, wait,” said Sokka, leaning in to talk to him. “They killed that poor guy because he didn’t honor his father enough? 

 Zuko, who had barely paid attention, panicked and cleared his throat. “Uh… yeah, yeah, I think so… Yeah…”

“Weird. You Fire Nation guys are super weird,” said Sokka, who seemed to care a lot more about the opera than anything else, despite the fact that Azula was giving her heart and soul deepthroating him. Was he accustomed to being worshiped like a god in this way by the hottest girls? Did having Azula as his eager and willing slave matter so little?

 Zuko wasn’t sure why, but he was getting hard. Even as the betrayal sank his heart and kept making tears well in his eyes, the slutty state his sister had been reduced to by this Water Tribe stud was turning him on on a base level he could not control.

 When the evening came to a close, Sokka stood up to applaud, pulling his dick unexpectedly out of Azula’s vacuuming mouth which caused a resounding pop! 

“Man, what the hell!” he was saying, wiping a tear from his face. “I had no idea opera could be this good.”

 Azula got up slowly, licking her lips the entire time. “It was, uh… great.”

 Zuko held her eyes, his tiny dick throbbing beneath his royal robe. “Yeah. It was…”

 When they went down Zuko joined the others, glad that he could finally separate from Sokka and Azula. Anything more and he would’ve had to jerk off right then and there.

 Thankfully, his friends noticed his poor mood and decided to cheer him up. Not only that, but even Suki, who was so cold and depressed before, now came and sidled up next to him, apparently willing to play the part of his date for the night.

“I guess your sister is still with Sokka,” she said bitterly.

“Yeah…”

 From the look in her eyes, Zuko could tell Suki was acting out of a desire for revenge, to make Sokka jealous (not that it would work), but why should that matter to him?

 He put an arm around her and held her close, telling himself he would fuck her at the end of the night and teach Sokka and Azula a lesson. Maybe she’s right, he thought. Maybe it’s time I act like the Fire Lord.

 Once they got back home, everyone started drinking downstairs and telling amusing stories. Zuko hadn’t caught sight of Azula, but he figured she and Sokka must’ve stayed on the other side of the island for the night.

 That was until, during a delightful conversation with Katara, they all suddenly heard an air-rending shriek.

“AAAAAAAAA FUCK!!!~ THAT’S SO DEEP! THAT’S SO DEEP!!” 

 The voice was clearly Azula’s. And while Sokka’s own voice couldn’t be heard, it didn’t take much to figure out he was the one with her. 

 Suki, who was leaning intimately against Zuko, started crying. “I can’t take this anymore, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t! I CAN’T!!!” she shrieked, then got up and ran out.

 Katara shook her head. “What is wrong with our siblings?”

 Zuko shrugged as if it were only some funny and embarrassing occurrence. His heart, however, was pounding. Just how hard was Sokka fucking her to make her scream that way? “No clue.”

 Katara grabbed her drink. “Let’s take this outside. Just thinking about what’s happening up there is making me sick.”

 Zuko agreed. “Yeah. Let me just grab a coat or something. It’s chilly.”

 He separated from the group and headed up the stairs. Azula’s moans were getting louder and louder.

 For some reason, the guards were gone. Zuko wondered what room they were fucking in, till, with heartbreak and surprise, he realized they were actually fucking in his own bedroom. In the Fire Lord’s chamber.

 Given that he was alone in the corridor, he no longer hesitated. He grabbed his dick and jerked it, moaning by himself in the gloom. 

“Fuck me harder! AaaaAAAaAAAA!! Fuck this tight Fire Nation pussy!! GIVE ME THAT WATER TRIBE COCK! AAAAAaaaaAAA!!!” yelled Azula, sounding partly like she was at war with Sokka as he fucked her brains out.

 Zuko went over and tried to slide the door open to catch a glimpse of what was going on inside, but the thing wouldn’t budge. Are you serious!? 

 Too desperate to accept this, he went to the neighboring chamber: Ty Lee’s room. He looked around. An ornamental dagger was lying on top of a chest. He grabbed it, then went over to the wall and used the tip to break the tiniest of peepholes. 

 Still jerking off furiously, Zuko lowered one eye to gaze at the bed. 

 There, he could see Azula riding Sokka. The lighting was so bad that most of what he could see was her toned back shifting under the moonlight. But it was enough.

“Don’t stop!” she was begging, sluttily riding the muscular bastard right in Zuko’s own bed. “You own this pussy. You own it! The Water Tribe owns me now. Make me your fucking property. Use me. Break me. Abuse me. Fuck me however you want and rape my throat.” 

 Sokka was pumping her so hard from below that Azula found it difficult to speak, but she wasn’t stopping. “Make me… AAAAaaa!!... Make me regret this!! Rip me apart!! Make me pregnant… Force me to AAAaaAAaa!!!... Force me… Force me to raise your Water Tribe baby…”

 It was too much. This dirty slut, thought Zuko. 

 The little he could see through the peephole combined with her desperate cries was enough. He came pathetically inside his hand, crying out no different than his sister as an unbelievable orgasm shook him to his core.

 He lost his footing and fell back into Ty Lee’s bed, exhausted and defeated.

 Now, with the arousal gone and Azula still going at it, only soulcrushing agony remained.

 She’s everything to me, he thought. He remembered the way he had held her during that beautiful night they shared together. You’re the best big brother I could ever want, she said. Had that never happened? Had Zuko just imagined it? 

 It was all just too much.

 Tears flooded him, and Zuko sobbed into Ty Lee’s pillow, curling up into a fetus position, praying they wouldn’t come searching for him to find him in such a humiliating state.

“AAaaaa!!! Fuuuuuuck!” drawled Azula. “You’re so big, baby, you’re so fucking big…. I’ve never felt a cock like this before…. AAAAA!!!~... I can feel… I can feel you everywhere~”



 Some party this turned out to be, thought Ty Lee glumly. 

 She ended up coming to Ember Island not out of any love for Zuko, but out of a sense of duty to serve Azula to the best of her ability. Still, she had hoped there would be some hardcore partying going on that went a little bit beyond a little drinking. They’re all so boring. Just so boring.

 Given that she couldn’t hear Azula upstairs anymore, nor catch any sight of the Fire-Lord, Ty Lee decided to cut the evening short and head back to her room. Maybe, just maybe, something exciting would finally happen the next day before they all went back home. At least Azula’s having fun, she thought, wishing she could get a chance to fuck Sokka as well.

 Dejected, she padded calmly up the staircase and reached her room. At once, Ty Lee noticed that something was off, because her door wasn’t properly closed. Even from the hallway, she could hear the loud slapping sounds of flesh on flesh, accompanied by the moans and groans of her friend, who had now gotten a lot quieter. It sounded like Sokka really tired her out, but was still forcing her to go at it. And in her room at that. Couldn’t Zuko hear them from the Fire Lord’s chamber?

 As she stood there listening, Ty Lee grinned. So you do have limits, huh? Ty Lee wouldn’t have minded getting in on the action herself, but since Azula hadn’t asked yet, she kept quiet for now. 

 Ty Lee took a step back from the door, afraid she might disturb her bestie. But as she stood there listening, she realized the sounds weren’t even coming from her room - they were coming from the Fire-Lord’s chamber. So who had tampered with her door?

 Pursing her lips thoughtfully, Ty Lee gently opened the door to the room and stood ready for anything. But the sight of the Fire-Lord laying in her bed and weeping quietly didn’t number among the scenarios her mind had constructed. Nor was Zuko only crying, but he had clearly jerked off just recently, since his robe was partly undone along the lower half and his tiny little dick dangled out, totally soft and useless. 

 As Ty Lee stood there trying to make sense of the scene, Zuko suddenly noticed her and raised his head. “Ty Lee? Wait-”

 That spooked her. Ty Lee backed out of the room and closed the door, then made herself lost. 

 Zuko was left there, feeling even more humiliated now given that Ty Lee got to see him in this abysmal state. Damn it! What the hell was she doing here? 

 Oh, right, it’s her room, he told himself after a moment.

 As he raged impotently, Sokka went on railing his sister on his bed, making short work of her with his superior cock. “Oh, don’t stop!!~ Keep going, Sokka, I need that amazing Water Tribe cock, only you can really please a Fire Nation girl the right way…”

 Terrified that word of this could reach everyone else, Zuko quickly left the room and headed in search of Ty Lee. She better keep her mouth shut. She must know I’m the Fire Lord. If she so much as says one word, I’ll…

 Much to his relief, he discovered Ty Lee outside with everyone else, but standing quietly with a drink in her hand. Katara smiled upon seeing him. “Zuzu! You’re still up? You didn’t come back down, so I thought you fell asleep. Those two are still going at it.” She sighed. “Sokka is letting me down. I don’t even know where Suki is. I’m worried she might self-harm. I’m sorry for my brother.”

 He forced a smile. “It’s all good, Katara. It doesn’t bother me at all.”

 Katara’s attitude was too genuine for her to be hiding anything, so he knew he was safe… for now, at least. He gave Ty Lee a glance in passing as a warning.

 Occasionally, as he talked to his friends, his eyes would wander to Ty Lee. You better not say anything, his stare said. You better not. 

 Azula woke up the next morning with Sokka’s arm around her. As much as she loved his big brown cock, the thought of her heart belonging in any way to a lowly Water Tribe guy disgusted her, so she quickly shook his arm off to retain her warmth. Don’t be getting any ideas just because I let you fuck me, she thought. If she wasn’t going to accept the love of the Fire Lord himself, then a guy like Sokka would be delusional to think she had any interest in a long term romance with him. His job was to look hot, fuck her, and to take his leave whenever she got bored of him.

 Azula slipped out of bed, realizing that her brother still wasn’t in the room. I hope you heard us going at it, big brother, she thought with a grin. Had the sounds kept him up? Or did he seek shelter somewhere where he couldn’t hear them anymore? 

 Azula put on her uniform and then checked herself in the mirror. Soka lifted a sleepy head to look at her. “Where are you going? Get back in bed.”

“You better get out of bed, and quickly,” she ordered. “This is the Fire Lord’s chamber. What business do you have here?”

“Huh?” Still half-confused, Sokka grinned lecherously. “I’ve got something here for you!~”

“Silence, you imbecile. I have business to conduct now. Get out of here before I send the guards to collect you, you stupid piece of trash. Out!”

 She stepped out of the room and went out in the hallway to be greeted by Ty Lee waiting for her meekly. “Good morning.”

 Azula crossed her arms indignantly and lifted a brow in bored exasperation. “Was there something you wanted? Or is stalking me a part of your duties now?”

 Ty Lee suddenly took her by the arm and pulled her aside, then told her about everything that she had seen the night before. Azula listened with increasing pleasure to what was being related, her heart pounding at the knowledge that Zuko had been so thoroughly humbled and humiliated. 

 You were crying big brother? Crying? That’s pathetic even for you…

 Ty Lee said, “So, that’s it. Are you worried?”

“Worried?” Azula snorted. “Why would I be worried? It seems the Fire Lord is a bit of a voyeur. Don’t you think we should give him what he wants? Come, I have an idea…”

 Zuko could hardly sleep during the night. He was still worried that Ty Lee would let slip what she saw the night before, and the mere idea that everyone would know how pathetic and desperate he was filled him with terror. If that happened, well… I might just have to kill myself, he thought. 

 The apprehension he felt was almost enough to wipe away his heartbreak, though not fully. It was still unbelievable to think that some barbarian like Sokka had gotten away with fucking the Fire Lord’s sister. Technically, Zuko knew he had the authority to have Sokka immediately arrested and executed for such desecration. Hell, he had the authority to have Azula arrested too, and thrown in a dungeon that only Zuko himself could have access to. I could rape you every day if I wanted to! 

 However, none of that was in his nature, nor would he be able to face Aang and the rest of the gang if such a thing ever occurred. Katara certainly wouldn’t appreciate anything happening to her idiot brother.

 No, the only way out of this was to apologize to Ty Lee and win her over. Make sure she kept her mouth shut. He could deal with losing Azula. Maybe… But losing his friends? Never. Not when he had so little to begin with.

 Zuko wandered the predawn in front of the beach house, waiting for Ty Lee to show herself. He was hoping to catch her alone, but when she first emerged from the building she was already accompanied by Azula, whose eyes found Zuko instantly. “Big brother, good morning.”

 Her smirk communicated nothing. “M-Morning,” Zuko stammered. “Slept well?”

“Oh, incredibly well. I had a very fun night. I hope you did too.”

 Ty Lee gazed at him knowingly and Zuko could tell that they were laughing at his expense. That little bitch. She told Azula. 

“I was hoping I could speak to you for a moment, Ty Lee,” he said imperiously.

“Later,” Azula replied dismissively. “She’s got some immediate business to take care of. But I’m here if you need to speak with anyone, big brother.” The predatory way she grinned alerted him. A knot formed in his stomach.

 Zuko turned away and stormed off along the beach by himself, cursing under his breath. How could she have told her? That idiot! I’m going to kill her… 

 Despite his anger, the knowledge that they both knew what took place and were mocking him to his face made him rock hard, which only added to the embarrassment. A part of him wished they did ridicule him and call him out on it. And that they would help him cum…

 No! Keep it together, Zuko. What’s wrong with you? Your friends are here…

 He had almost given up on keeping the thing under wraps when Ty Lee approached him by herself soon after lunch. Zuko was sitting next to Aang and talking about his lacking love life when Ty Lee asked if he could talk to her privately for a moment.

“Ty Lee, about the night before…”

“Hmm?”

“Your bedroom? I’m sorry I was in there,” he said, careful not to appear too apologetic.

“Oh, that’s nothing, Fire Lord! I’m the one that’s here to apologize. I didn’t want to interrupt you, sir.” Ty Lee switched her balance from one foot to another and gazed at him with childlike innocence, a perfect image of serenity. Then, suddenly, she produced a gift from behind her back and held it out. “This is from a special person.”

“What is it?” he asked suspiciously. “Have you told my sister about last night?”

“What? Of course not! It’s not my place.”

 Zuko frowned thoughtfully. “Wait, you’re serious?”

 Ty Lee nodded sincerely and grinned. “You’re the big boss, after all.”

 Relief washed over Zuko. Maybe he was worried for no reason. Maybe Azula was the one that felt embarrassed for letting everyone hear her and that ape go at it all night. “Well, if that’s the case, I’m grateful… I’ll make it up to you once we get back home.” 

 Without overthinking it, he ripped the gift wrap open, but that immediately caused Ty Lee to grab him by the wrists. “Not here, Fire Lord! Not here… Lady Azula insisted that you open that in private.”

 Zuko suddenly noticed his sister standing on the far end of the beach, all by herself, dressed in her uniform. She raised her hand and waved. Could it be possible she feels guilty about last night? Is she trying to make things up to me?

 Given everything he knew about Azula, that was a stupid idea to come to, but it was too attractive for Zuko to dismiss out of hand. Excited to see his gift, he took it and headed back upstairs to his chamber, where he opened it breathlessly.

  Inside, he found two pairs of thongs, one light pink, the other black, accompanied by a perfumed handwritten note from his sister. Big brother, I’m sorry about the problems we’ve had so far on this vacation. I’ve spoken to Ty Lee about how bad I feel and she suggested we try and make it up to you. I thought you could hold onto these panties until tonight, when we plan to put them on for you and to give you a special, unforgettable night. We’re going to be putting on a big show for you, so get ready to enjoy yourself. Wait for us in Ty Lee’s room.

 The note alone was enough to make his tiny dick throb with impotent excitement. It no longer mattered if Ty Lee said anything or not. If Azula was serious about the two of them potentially stripping, then…

 Zuko raised a hand to his head to stop his reeling mind. He sat down at the edge of the bed, wondering what this entailed. Were they going to fuck? That didn’t even matter, really. So long as he got to see them, it was fine if he could just jerk off.

 Though I do hope we’ll be doing more, he told himself with a smile. 

 It was time for his sister to make things better. He had suffered enough.



 The anticipation for what was to come was almost too much for Zuko to deal with. He headed over to Ty Lee’s room early and stroked himself just thinking about what was to come. Azula feels sorry, he told himself. It was okay, because he was sorry too. Maybe she felt objectified or mistreated. It’s possible he could have said the wrong things in his aroused state. But if Azula was really going to do this for him, then… 

 This is going to fix everything, thought Zuko. He didn’t even need to fuck his sister anymore after this. No, he would be appreciative and take it slow. Build a real relationship with her. At this point in his life, he was beginning to understand that there was no one quite like Azula. Even if he would’ve wanted some fairy tail girl to pop up, that wasn’t going to happen. Azula was his best bet at a sexually satisfying relationship, if not a happy one. And forced to choose between the two at the present, Zuko’s twitching dicklet held exactly one answer. 

 Damn Sokka, he thought to himself glumly, trying not to think about the fact that he had fucked his sweet sister so hard. Her moans from the night before still haunted Zuko. It was shameful that he could come to… that. 

 But both of them acted shamefully. They could move past this as brother and sister. 

 But even now, as much as he tried to get Sokka out of his mind, it was difficult. All he could think about was how satisfied Azula sounded. There’s no way he really feels that good, he thought. Azula likely knew Zuko was watching, or at least hearing it, and did the whole thing just to mess with him. A special birthday prank. Zuko wouldn’t put it past her. Azula would almost be willing to harm herself if that meant effectively messing with his emotions.

 By the time the sky outside darkened, Zuko’s tiny dicklet was throbbing so fiercely that he was worried he would spill his load as soon as the girls entered the other room. He did his best to control himself, but it was difficult…

 At some point he heard movement up the stairs and, thinking about what was about to unfold, spilled his load. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispered with worry, afraid that Azula and Ty Lee might peek inside and see him like this. Another humiliation wasn’t needed. 

 But, to his surprise, it was only Aang and Katara coming up the stairs. “Where has Zuko been the whole day, anyway?” he could hear Katara say. 

“Who knows,” said Aang. “He seems to be going through a rough patch.”  

 The door to their chamber closed and Zuko gulped. His friends were tight, separated just by one wall. It wasn’t long until Zuko heard some noise coming from the room and realized that Aang was fucking Katara. Barely audible from his room, but in this quiet, he could hear it well. Oh man…

 Others were coming up as well, but he saw no sign of either Ty Lee or Azula. Afraid of making himself spill again, he put his hands away and lay down in Ty Lee’s bed, waiting for them to return. 

 Bored out of his mind, he decided to take a knife and enlarge the peephole to give himself a better view. But even that was done and they still weren’t coming. Don’t tell me this was a trick, he thought. My heart can’t take it…

 Zuko laid back down without the intention to sleep, but ended up falling asleep. He was woken abruptly when he heard some giggling coming up the stairs. They’re here! His pathetic little cuck dick stiffened instantly. 

 He went to the peephole to watch and tugged on his slender shaft tenderly, gasping as he thought of the show to come. “Oh man. Oh man…”

 As he stood there, he could see Ty Lee walking into the frame, her toned back inked out by the moonlight. She saw the box that he had been gifted on the bed, pulled out the pink thong, and stripped. Azula was not yet in frame and everything seemed to go quiet. Ty Lee first stripped her clothes off in a sensual manner, moving with slow and sultry motions, careful not to let Zuko get a peek at her privates. Once the pink thong was successfully on, she tossed the clothes on the floor, snapped the tiny straps holding the thing together, and sat down on the bed with her legs crossed, looking out and smiling expectantly. 

 Azula sashayed into frame, glancing over at where the peephole was. It was so dark in the room that Zuko doubted she could’ve seen him in the shadows, but just to see her eyes move in his direction made his heart pound. In the exhilaration of the moment, he squirted some cummies and used them to lubricate his embarrassingly small dicklet. The fact that they couldn’t see him was such an inspired mercy. Yes, he thought, watching his sister take up her black thong. Put it on. Put it on!

 Azula turned her back to Ty Lee and lowered her head. She was grinning. 

 Ty Lee got up and carefully undid Azula’s outfit, leaving her completely naked. She stretched the black thong between her hands and held it down by Azula’s feet so she could step into it. Once she did, Ty Lee raised the thong up Azula’s toned legs, brushing her fingers over their smooth pale skin at the same time. 

“Are you enjoying yourself?” 

 Zuko opened his mouth to speak but got so tongue-tied he coughed. “Y-Yes!” he blurted out, stammering even on that simple word. But it came out so quiet that he wondered if anyone heard him…

 Azula licked her lips. She put her hands on Ty Lee’s waist and kissed her deeply, bringing her into a loving embrace.

 Holy crap, look at that! thought Zuko. His eyes explored every part of their naked bodies, shivering with emotion at the sight of them kneading each other’s firm butts, their fingers digging deep into the pillowy cheeks. 

 Zuko moaned audibly and got ready to come. 

 Then, at that same time, a third figure walked into the frame and blocked his view. Given the low light, it could have been anyone, but Zuko knew who it was immediately by the silhouette and the huge dick dangling between his legs. Sokka? he thought with panic.

 Sokka approached Azula and kissed her, then pushed her into the bed. He did the same with Ty Lee. Both girls giggled, then quickly got on all fours and presented him with their pale and ready to breed asses. 

 Breathless, Zuko stepped away from the peephole. No way, he thought. An icy shiver went down his spine, its chill so profound that it nearly knocked him off his balance. He gripped his heart, feeling it pound like a drum and reverberate through his entire body. Sokka? Again? But she had promised. This was to make up for what came before…

 This was the moment to call it quits. To walk out of Ty Lee’s room, go outside to cool himself off, and then return to his normal life the next day without any consideration left for Azula. I could have her fucking executed! he thought, and slammed his fist against the wall in indignant fury.

 The girls responded to his impotent rage with deeply amused giggles. “Are you enjoying yourself?” 

 Zuko looked at the door. And yet…

 Why even bother leaving? What was the point? They already humiliated him…

 And besides, a part of him wanted to see what Sokka could do to Ty Lee. She was so small and so… 

 So bendy, he thought, and gulped, imagining Sokka’s powerful body manhandling her like a tiny toy. 

 Quietly, he returned to the peep hole with quivering lips and tried to stabilize his breath. Zokka pulled on the thongs of both girls, looking at their tight holes. “I’m so ready for this!” he said, seemingly undisturbed by the fact that Zuko was watching. Either he knew or didn’t care or was too stupid to pick up on it. 

 Azula gave her own ass a smack and then twerked for Sokka, jiggling her white cheeks. “Well, which one is it going to be first?”

 Sokka dropped his big fat cock between Azula’s asscheeks and slipped two fingers into Ty Lee, one in her ass, the other in her pussy. As Ty Lee moaned, Azula took control of his throbbing shaft and brought it to her pussy. “ Stuff it inside of my tight pussy,” she said. “I want you to fuck me as hard as you possibly can, understood? Show whoever’s watching what a real man fucks like.”

 In his hypnotized state, Zuko hadn’t picked up on the sounds that were coming from the other rooms. As he took away a fragment of his attention from his sister, he became certain that everyone else was fucking too. Toph. Katara. Mai. He was the only guy in this entire place that wasn’t getting any!

 Meanwhile, Sokka began to work his way in and out of Azula and Ty Lee well enough that both had gotten wet. When he slipped two of his strong fingers into Ty Lee’s pussy as he pounded Azula from behind, Zuko could hear the sounds of both their juices sloshing around. They were dripping wet from his powerful alpha cock…

 Sokka began to pound Azula so hard that he took his hands away from Ty Lee and focused all his energy on Zuko’s sister. The dark hands gripped her by her small pale waist as his dick slammed its way into her steadily, his body slapping against her jiggling ass cheeks. Azula arched her back and groaned. “Fuuuck! Fuck that’s so good and so deep! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!~” 

 Sokka smacked her ass hard enough to leave a mark. “I’ll do what I want with you. Both of you.”

 And Zuko could tell that he was. Sokka was treating his sister like his property, smacking her ass and grabbing her by the neck and hair. He was dominating her in a way that would’ve been completely impossible for Zuko to do even if Azula wanted it from him.

 And his sister did not.

“Me, me, me!” Ty Lee yelled, shaking her booty. “Fuck me!” 

 Sokka pulled out of Azula and switched to her bestie. Eager to help out, Azula slipped out of bed and crawled on her knees to get underneath Sokka so she could tend to his balls as he fucked Ty Lee. “I’m going to breed you both,” he said.

 As she slurped on his balls, Azula cried out in joyous agreement. “Please! Breed that little bitch. And then breed me too…”

 Zuko could’ve never imagined anyone going as hard on someone else as Sokka was going on Ty Lee. Her moans were growing louder by the second, and the sweat glistened on both their backs. But while Ty Lee seemed to be weakening and curling up into a ball to deal with the powerful blows of his dick that sent shivers of impalement through her whole tiny frame. “Aah!~ Aaaa!!~” 

 Sokka slapped her ass mercilessly and positioned himself on top of her to drive the cock in harder and deeper, using the whole weight of his body to pulverize poor Ty Lee. “Take it, you bitch!” he boomed, and slapped her ass carelessly with the back of his hand. “Take it!”

 The blows of his hand seemed to turn on Ty Lee almost as much as his dick and she was soon convulsing underneath him. Sokka grabbed her roughly by the hair and pulled her head down low enough till she could watch herself getting fucked and Azula’s worshiping the juicy brown balls. 

 Ty Lee’s eyes rolled back. “Oh fuuck~ Ohh fuuuuck!!!~”

 Sokka disregarded her weak cries and finished her off with a maddened flurry of strokes. The last one he sent in deep, at the same time as he used his hands to hold down her convulsing body. Ty Lee had come and was shaking out of control. Sokka tossed his head back and roared as he dumped his thick and creamy load into her pussy. “That’s so tight! Unbelievable…”

 When he pulled out, a part of his creampie oozed out of Ty Lee, who was done for.  

 One would have hoped that this scene filled Azula with enough terror to call it quits. But Azula stood up, took his dick in hand, and used it to scoop up some of the hot seed from Ty Lee’s raw pussy lips. Then, with the glistening cum coating the dark shaft, she brought it to her own silky smooth and deliciously pale pussy lips and let Sokka slip inside of her. 

 As tight as he said Ty Lee was, Azula appeared to be tighter still. Sokka’s eyes rolled in pleasure, then he ravished her with some kisses to her neck and breasts, sucking her nipples as Azula settled herself on top of his pounding shaft. She’s going to ride him like this? Zuko thought. 

 The answer was no, because Sokka wrapped his powerful arms under Azula, grabbed her by the ass, and lifted her up against his chest. He dropped her down and impaled her the whole way, familiarizing himself with her weight for a moment, then started to fuck her as her slender arms wrapped around his neck.

 As he grinded his dick through her, his powerful arms hoisted her up with each thrust and then let go. It was just enough so Azula could fall back on top of his dick with without control and fully impaled. Azula’s movements were so out of control as he destroyed her that she looked like some monkey trying to climb a statue and failing. Only the sounds of her tight pussy getting smashed truly told the story of what was happening, as did her desperate moans.

“Ohhh my fuuuuuck!!~” she yelled. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!!~ You need to put it all inside of me. You need to dump your load inside of me. Please, make me pregnant. Give me your strong Water Tribe baby. Let me make the Firelord proud and show him the strong brown baby you’ve given me~ Aaaahh!! AAAAAAAAA!!!” 

 Zuko couldn’t believe what he was hearing and how humiliating it was. But he was unable to look away: his eyes stayed glued to the scene as Sokka raped his poor sister’s pussy like a beast, splitting it open and impaling her the whole way. Azula’s limbs were shaking and her lips were quivering so much that she could barely speak, but Sokka only became more focused and more concentrated. He held her with perfect precision and pounded her tight little pussy like a beast in heat, fucking her so hard that apart from the meaty sounds of Azula’s ass colliding with him, Zuko could also her the wet slap-slap-slap of Sokka’s swinging nutsack, heavy with seed, eagerly waiting to breed yet another young Fire Nation womb. 

 Zuko could feel himself ready to come. He was ashamed of watching this spectacle and therefore being complicit in it in some way, but the sight of Sokka punishing his sister like an enraged beast was simply too good.

 The moment he heard Azula’s gasp it indicated to him that Sokka had come, and Zukko came in unison with his sister. As the hot and potent Water Tribe seed flooded her Fire Nation pussy, Zukko released his own watery load all over the floor and watched it pool shamefully. 

 All of a sudden, he felt dead inside and empty. Why did he do this? Why did he let himself get used again?

 Sokka dropped Azula on the bed and picked up Ty Lee again. “Wait, Sokka~” she said. “Wait…” He just slapped her ass and spread her open. “We’re not done. You girls said all night. This is all night.”

 Realizing there was nowhere to go since they were fucking in his Firelord bed, Zuko dropped back down into Ty Lee’s as lay there, listening to all the fucking going on in every room and the heated orgasms, desperate cries, and slap of flesh on flesh echo down the hallway into the entire building.

 Everyone would know about this.



 Given the events of the night, everyone left the island without warm fuzzy feelings and exchanging few words. Zuko said goodbye to his friends and wondered what they thought of him now. Something about the way Katara and Toph held him in their eyes told him it wasn’t very good.

 Zuko’s ship returned, ready to pick him up. As he watched the great monstrosity approach in the distance, his heart sank. He had gotten none of the things he wanted. And he had been humiliated to such a degree that he couldn’t even bear to really think about it and process it to its full extent.

 He stood on the beach next to Suki, the only one that seemed to be just as miserable.

“I just want to get out of here,” she said. “Fuck this accursed island.”

“Soon,” said Zuko, watching as the crew were setting down the boat that would sail to shore. 

 From behind him, he heard a loud, “Hey!” 

 From the entrance of the beach house, Azula, Ty Lee, and Sokka were waving. Suki glanced at them over her shoulder and shuddered. “Fuck those guys so much. Gah! I just want to get out of here already!” She kicked the sand and then stormed down the beach. 

 Zuko pursed his lips and approached the trio, trying to maintain the little respect there was left. Azula and Ty Lee were still wearing the same thongs as the night before, except this time paired up with a top. Sokka was in the middle of the two, towering over both, his arms wrapped possessive over their slim waists. It wouldn’t be long now until those tight little tummies would start to swell. To think that Azula would have this guy’s child… 

 A Water Tribe baby in a Fire Nation princess…

“I hope you don’t mind that I’ll be staying longer, big brother,” said Azula with a smirk. 

“Not at all,” he said coolly, trying to seem detached. “Enjoy yourself as much as you like.”

“Oh, don’t worry~” Azula giggled and traced her fingers over Sokka’s gleaming powerful abs, leading down towards the huge powerful cock that was showing through his swim trunks. “I’ll be well taken care of.”

 Ty Lee smiled affectionately. “I hope you had a good birthday, Zuko.”

“Sure. If you consider being completely disappointed good, it was great,” he said, unable to hide his contempt and suffering any longer.

 Sokka pursed his lips and slapped a hand on his back amicably. “That’s rough, buddy.”


Art included at the commissioner's request which he had done by a separate artist:
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