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Thread: The Goddess of Flames (Rave & Amberice)

Azula calmly walked into her throne room, a small smile gracing her lips. Not only was she able to conquer Ba Sing Se, but now the traitor Iroh was back within her grasp. And Zu-Zu... Truth be told she was mildly surprised at Zuko's willingness to betray Iroh. She barely even had to bat her eyes. Granted, very few people, not even her father, could resist her charms. Naming her heir was something she had planned long before her father even thought to usurp Iroh of his birthright. But that was ancient history. She sat upon her throne, her red silk dress hugging her every curve as she waited. Regardless of how he might try to Avoid it, Zuko had to face her at some point. After all, Ozai only promised him death unless he produced the Avatar another one of her ideas and now there was no Avatar to produce. At least not for a while. Plus it was likely that whichever earth brat he reincarnated into would die by the end of the summer anyway. In short, despite his heroic cruelty, Azula, as usual held all the cards. It took much effort to not smirk. The appearance of one of her Dai-Li snapped her out of her thoughts however as he entered the great room. Your majesty, Prince Zuko is here to see you. Should we send him in? Please do, and then leave us, and finally her smirk shone through.
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Zuko had been unceremoniously summoned to the Fire Lord's chambers once more in the middle of the day, with complete disregard to what he was preoccupied with beforehand. He thought for a moment why he even bothered to think thoughts of complaint, this is how things always were. The Fire Lord's words and summons were absolute, whether they were from his Grandfather, his Father, or...her. His banishment gave Azula the rightful place to be named heir, and in his absence it seemed that was exactly Ozai decided on doing. In a sense he didn't blame their father for doing so. Azula was always strong, fierce, competitive and completely cut-throat. She was the embodiment of what a Fire Lord should be...but she was his nagging, pestering little sister. It was a pill he couldn't swallow easily, but absolutely had to. As customary when meeting with the Fire Lord, Zuko fluidly embraced his ceremonial Fire Nation armor and tied his hair with the token golden clip of the royal family. He took a moment to muse over its length, remembering how it grew and grew in his endless search for the Avatar. Oh how lucky he was to find Aang in a moment of meditation and ambush him, ending the cycle before the Avatar was complete enough to stop the inevitable conquering of the Fire Nation. Yet all this was nothing, except for one goal. He was finally allowed to return home, finally welcomed back as a Hero and a prince of his nation. If only he didn't have to deal with Azula, life would be perfect. Still, he did have to, and to her chambers he went. Stepping in, he was escorted by a guard towards her chambers. Large and filled with fire as always, he watched as the guards left from behind him and closed the doors, leaving him to walk up to Azula. His iron boots clanked across the floor until he stood beneath her throne, which was elevated and hidden beneath orange and red curtains as customary. What do you want, Azula. He proclaimed his question with a twitch of annoyance. Fire Lord or not, she was still just his little sister.
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Why so bitter Zu-Zu? Certainly you are happy to be home. A small pout formed on her lips. It's not everyday a traitor gets to waltz into my castle. Let alone be welcomed as a hero. I assumed you would want to talk to me. We do have a few things to clear up. She walked down from her throne to him, crossing her arms. Now it could just be me Zu-Zu. But your whole situation right now seems rather precarious. I suppose it depends on whatever we can get out of Iroh...though I wouldn't count on him clearing your name completely. She paused to look him over meeting his eyes. It was amazing to see how much he had matured since his banishment. She had always...admired...Zuko, though she felt that was more based on her childish feelings of youth. Other than Father Zuko was the only boy she knew. So easy to rile up, so easy to make cry, Zuko was always her plaything. Yet she never thought there would be a time where she would actually need him for anything. But being the Firelord isn't so easy as a woman. Suitors from every colony, every city, hell every family, poured in on a near daily basis to attempt to buy her affection. It was clear that their loyalties were only a thin veneer to cover their ambition, and she knew better than to risk much with any of them. But it did not help her produce heirs if she was only handing out promotions and titles. A husband was completely out of the question, though there were other ways to bypass that problem. For instance Zu-Zu, how am I supposed to be convinced of your loyalty now? You did betray Uncle at the drop of a hat.
Thread: The Goddess of Flames (Rave & Amberice)

of course I'm happy to be home. He restated firmly, taking his usual pesky and definat tone, though he found it much harder to do so this time and he knew Azula would be able to pick up the reluctance in his voice. Back before all this happened it was easy to hate Azula. She was a little annoying troublemaker who always made him cry, always put him in trouble with their father and mother. Yet now...she was so powerful, and so beautiful...putting up the constant facade of annoyance and dislike was getting harder. Though she always managed to say or do something that re-sparked that annoyance within Zuko. It was like a special talent she had, to find what would pull his strings and nerves then just yank at them for her pleasure. But I suppose we do have things to clear up. He proclaimed back as she mentioned Iroh, and he realized some explanations were in order. He stood before her as she descended from her throne and faced him eye to eye. He had the height on her, definitely, but she seemed more...full, and curvaceous, and several ways that had gone unnoticed along his banishment. It was almost like he forgot how a young girl can so quickly turn into a woman, a woman with such...physique. What we need to clear up is I'm not peculiar at all. Uncle Iroh was a traitor and because of me he's in your prison, and do I need to remind you that it was me who killed the Avatar? In typical Zuko fashion he proclaimed, with the regal arrogance of a prince and just a hint of pride in his accomplishment. Though it was a little clear, that the subject of his banishment was still as sensitive as ever. Evidently so by a subconscious hand reaching up to lightly touch his scar when he spoke. Besides, don't you have Ba Sing Se or something to worry about? You're Earth Queen now, too. Not to mention all those guys that keep coming to your chambers trying to hook up with you. He stated that last part with a bit of distaste. Even if it was Azula, she was still his sister, and frankly none of these people approaching her were good enough to produce an heir for the fire nation. Ah well, it wasn't really his problem to worry about. He never wanted to be Fire Lord, nor did he care who Azula married. Or...so he tried to convince himself. And stop calling me Zu-Zu. I told you that a hundred times. He huffed. I betrayed uncle so I can come back home, not so I can betray the fire nation. You of all people should know how loyal I am. After all, you were there when father banished me...I still remember your smirk.
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You killed a twelve year old boy. It's a big step from a turtleduckling, but forgive me if I am not all that impressed. The little twerp. It had been a long while since anyone talked to her so defiantly. It is better than him just kissing my ass. Though she couldn't deny that there was a lot of things she needed to do. Ba Sing Se was going to be hard to hold, certainly a group of suitors would be willing to do it if she ordered them to. The only question is whether they could actually keep the city running. She couldn't afford a drain on the economy now that she was preparing for the coment. Zuko, The fact of the matter is, I am not convinced that you could do what I need you to do. I have men clawing at my throne, rebellions to quell, and now, our people clamoring for you. She walked to his side, placing a hand on his shoulder. No matter your accomplishments it is no secret that Father was cruel to you, and well...Zuko you have enemies here. She shook her head slowly her mind racing. Even if you are loyal to me, to our nation, there will be attempts on your life brother. Ever so gently she slid her hand down his arm and grabbed his left hand, gently taking it from his scar. I need to know that you can help me. And in return, I can protect you.
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She was as silver tongues and snappy as ever, even with all this time away she knew just what to say to shut down his little quips of defiant rebellion that was his nature. He too, found that awkwardly familiar. Awkwardly...endearing about her. Even as an exiled prince, the Fire Nation either kissed his ass awaiting his return or outright ignored his existence. She was the only one besides Iroh to actually talk to him like a regular person, and it made him a little weaker when it came to her. I didn't see you go out and do it Azula. He huffed back when she proclaimed how unimpressed she was, but defiant sibling words were quieted soon after when she continued to talk. He found her approaching closer and her hand crept up to slide along his shoulder. It threw him off guard momentarily, but there were no defiant movements from him. How long had it been since someone touched him tenderly? Since someone actually got affectionate with him...he couldn't remember. His scar was pretty much a deterrent for most women, and whores did not touch a man the way Azula just touched him. You would trust those people clawing at your throne, those...suitors, more than you would your own brother? He asked curiously, perhaps a hint of hurt feelings at the notion of her distrust of him. Then she brought up their father, and once again she had grabbed hold of the string weakest within Zuko. It was almost like she could see right through him. I've always had enemies, Azula...the moment father banished me, he condemned me to a life of running away. She brought up the possible attempts on his life, and he sighed as she confirmed his fears. All I ever wanted to do was make father proud, to come home and make the Fire Nation the most glorious of all. Now what the hell am I supposed to do. He closed his eyes for a moment, only to find her hand sliding atop his own and removing it slowly from his scar. His own hand found itself cupped in hers. Her words were even more of a shock than her actions. Not once in their entire life did Zuko ever see Azula try and protect him, or stand up for him to father or any other man. In fact it was quite the opposite. But perhaps...time has changed, perhaps she actually needed him. Azula...you don't have time for me. You said so yourself. I'll help you as prince of the Fire Nation, as a brother who Lo-.. he couldn't quite get that out. cares for you...but I have no choice but to protect myself. I'll figure something out on my own, I always have. Yet, he had to admit to himself, if there was any way...any way at all, for her to take from this burden of his...to somehow keep him safer, he would jump at the chance.
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Oh Zuko, I am not going to give up my throne. She gave him a small smile, and pressed her fingers through his, grasping his hand delicately. Oh. Those callouses...he is still into those damn knives. She started to walk with him slowly, back towards her throne. Brother, do you know what the dragons did when their numbers dwindled? She asked innocently, meeting his eye. Our grandfather, though wise and great beyond anything I could hope to attain, was foolish when he started the hunting of dragons. However an interesting phenomena happened. The strong began to protect the weak. Families came close, very close. Soon, those who began to hunt the dragons realized that they were casting off those who were no longer related to them. And then, eventually, that line was erased as the need to produce eggs grew upon them. Letting his hand go at the base of her throne, she took her seat in front of him. Brother, I need you to trust me to protect you. I want you to trust me. I now have a time to earn that. Simultaneously Zu-zu, she flashed him a dazzling smile, crossing her legs, you now have the time to fully, completely, and without question, restore your honor. It was at this point that she realized fully what she wanted. Heirs were not even the half of it. She sat there taking in his form, the strength of his features, the lines of wisdom on his face. She wanted to claim him. Own him. She wanted to see him shiver and beg for her touch, break his stubborn pride and rebuild it on something worth actually being proud of. Service to her would be the best thing for Zuko, and she knew it. I need you to serve me. Completely Zuko, and in return I will do my utmost to repair what Father has done to you and your reputation.
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She assured him her throne would not be given up, and Zuko was bestowed with a sense of relief. For one, he did not want it, yet he also needed it to remain within their family. This room was the source of his banishment, yet the source of his restored honor. Everything he knew was within these walls, and Azula would protect everything. It was then that things started making a little more sense. The idea of her protecting him...made more sense. She grasped his hands, and he relented, allowing her to walk him up to her throne as she told him of her story. He had not given much thoughts to Dragons, yet he did wonder how he managed to encounter not one, but two during his journey despite their rumored extinction. She let his hand go and took a seat on her throne, leaving him standing before her, the two of them shielded by the curtains behind them and secluded within the empty room of red and fire. So the dragons interbred within their own family line in order to preserve their species? He pondered a moment. It would make the most sense...when it comes to survival and power, such lines would need to be erased so the species would...go on... Things were slowly starting to click now, as he looked on to Azula. Zuko was a smart man, and he knew Azula well enough to pick up on just a few shards of what she was hinting at. She crossed her slender, beautiful legs ever so seductively as she told him of her need for trust. I don't know Azula...you've put me through a lot of hell... he paused a moment, taking in the way she looked at him. Her eyes were like that of a hawk, stalking its prey, eyeing it with every intent of possession and domination. Yet...I do not have much to lose...I want to trust you too, Azula. Can you really protect me from suffering the same fate as before? He asked, just before she asked him to serve. Her presence, her eyes, the slender crossed legs and the beautifully shaped body that aired of regal dominance, everything finally broke him down. He was starting to give himself up to her. Zuko found himself willingly raising his hand and removing the golden clip that held his long hair, allowing it to fall as a sign of servitude. In the process, he dropped down to one knee before her, his golden eyes looking up at her in a sharp yet allowing gaze. If you can, Azula...I'll live my entire life serving you.
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She was silent for a moment, looking at him. The smile that had been nearly plastered to her face this whole conversation was gone and was replaced with a self satisfied smirk. It never was very hard to manipulate Zuko--or at least far less difficult than Ozai--but the ease of his acceptance had already kindled a small flame of desire. Getting up, she nealt at her brother's left side and took the gold clip from him. Now Zuko, I don't want you doing that, she chided shaking her head. You are a Prince. I need you to be aware of that. Without such a reminder carelessness is a likely result. As I said this is important Zuko. Gently, she patted his head and put his crown back on his head. She looked into his eyes as innocent as a lamb and moved forward to place a small kiss above his left eye, just on his scar. Rising she took his hand and began to walk him down the long room to the door. There is a war meeting at dawn tomorrow. I will expect you there. Mai and Ty Lee are waiting outside in the garden and will escort you to your room. Feel free to ask them of anything. I will catch you up on details you need to know tonight, likely it will be late. I will send Mai to wake you. In front of the door she hugged her brother gently. Welcome home Prince Zuko.
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When she knelt down and replaced the crown on his head, a small smile crept along his face. He'd never seen Azula like this before...and he liked it. This was a firelord he could learn to serve, despite his pride and his previous feelings towards her. Sister...I will be your prince, just as I am the Fire Nation's. I do not plan to let the nation I worked so hard to come back to down. I pr--. his words were silenced when he felt her lips caress the scar just above his eye and plant a kiss. He was stunned for just a moment, before he found himself standing up with her. There was an urge just then. A small desire to kiss her back. She was his sister yet...he suddenly felt an urge towards her that he hadn't before. The dominant nature within him suddenly roared out for this women. Her scent became caught permanantly in his nose, the touch of her skin and hands felt much more vivid, smoother, seductive. His crown was firm on his head, and a testamant to the type of man he was the moment he redonned it his chest perked up, his physique regained its strength, and he walked like the proudest and mightiest of princes. Kings, even. The strength returned to his voice, now encouraged by Azula rather than having her pluck at his weaknesses. He was strong in build and physique, cunning, but she...she knew how to toy with men at the tip of her fingertips. I will be there. Besides, I have been all over the nations. It's time I disciplined your incompetent generals and showed them what a true war strategist is like. He nodded towards her. And...I'll wait for you tonight. He added towards the end, that hint of desire sparking within him once more as Azula welcomed him home. For the first time, in his entire life even, he leaned in before the doors opened and placed his own kiss along Azula's cheek. His lips rugged yet firm. It's good to be home, my Lord. He concluded, before bowing proudly and taking his steps outside. Once in the gardens, his eyes were automatically scanning for Mai and Ty Lee. He hadn't seen them in quite some time either.
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He should be coming out any moment! Ty Lee protested, trying to be calm. A flush was rising in her cheeks, but she knew better than to resist Mai outright. Azula had made her intentions quite clear in their various...adventures. Ty Lee was Mai's, and together they were the Firelord's. Regardless, outside of the Royal palace, in the vast garden, the two women were seated on the east side a couple hundred yards away from the door, seated at a large fountain. How tiresome. I assumed Mistress would take him there. Mai muttered nibbling on the gymnast's neck. She was seated behind her pet, Ty Lee between her legs. Despite their modestly cut bathing suits the tight fabric struggled to cover their curves, Ty Lee especially. Although it was likely Mai's fault the other girl's breasts were spilling into her hands now. It was just far too fun to play with her love's growing breasts. Mai...Zuko is... Sighing, Mai looked up, disappointed to see Zuko walk out of the palace. In no particular hurry she let Ty Lee go to adjust her top. Your highness! She called, moving slightly to rise from her perch at the fountain. She bowed as he approached. Welcome home Prince Zuko. The dark haired girl said in her typical monotone. Ty Lee, rise and bow to the Prince She hissed, a blushing Ty Lee struggling to get up. Hey Zuko... The brunette said shyly looking at her toes. Has the Firelord dismissed you for now?
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It wasn't long after Zuko stepped out that he noticed Ty Lee and Mai sitting by the fountain, a few yards away from the Fire Lord's doors. He hadn't caught anything quite out of place, as he was alerted to their presence by their call. What he did notice, however, is their significant growth. Oh and not only in height. Ty Lee especially had developed some perked, full breasts. He had to question her choice of attire, however. What she wore barely covered up anything at all, and while Ty Lee was fuller and more busy, Mai had grown quite a womanly and figurative body. Perhaps she lacked Ty Lee's...torso, yet she made up for it in slender him and a firm behind. A small smirk slipped across his lips, his childhood friends had developed into such beautiful women. To him, Azula was taking favor yet that didn't mean Ty Lee and Mai were not as good. In fact, they were almost on par. Well well, you two have certainly grown... he left a purpose pause at the end of that word, to hint at exactly what he was thinking about. Closer. He finished, disguising his wicked thoughts as he leaned against a marble pillar, under the small gazebo just in front of the fountain. He watched Mai urge Ty Lee to hover over and give her own bows to the prince of the Fire Nation, and the small actions only served to remind him of his position and power, even over these two. Yet he could afford to be friendly, after all, he'd known them for quite some time. Hello, Ty Lee. Mai. It's been...years. He said with a handsome, charming smile as he approached them. His back was arched high, chest out and posture strong. Mai was tall, but Zuko taller still. Just as they had grown into beautiful, busty women he too had grown into a man, and his body subconsciously portrayed that growth with every movement. Yes...Azula set me free. In fact, the both of you are supposed to show me to my room now. It's good. That'll give us a chance to catch up, and you two can tell me all the dirty little secrets Azula doesn't want her protective older brother to know. A wicked grin slipped across his lips then. Azula was not the only cunning one in the family.