Quite, During Sex

The statues of the Western Air Temple whipped by as the pair raced through the night. The fat, full moon stared down at them as the two girls raced from shadow to shadow, watching the bright plumes of fire jumping across the nearby towers. A lightning bolt suddenly arched through the clear night.

"I hope Azula's all right." Ty Lee watched with worry as a piece of the cliffside exploded in response.

"This is taking too long." Mai hissed. "I think she might be tangled up with more than the Avatar. We need to hurry and-"

"And what?" A third girl's voice cut off their thoughts. Mai and Ty Lee stopped dead, falling into fighting stances. "Even the odds? Tip the scales?"

One of the Avatar's companions, the young water tribe girl, emerged from behind a pillar. Her blue eyes shone dangerously in the moonlight. "End the world?"

Mai quickly scanned her opponent. She immediately noticed the girl didn't have the water skin she normally carried with her. She smirked triumphantly. "Ty Lee, take her down!"

Blissful smile in place, the young acrobat cartwheeled towards Katara. The waterbender made a small gesture with her fingers and Ty Lee's feet fell out from under her, mid-motion. The pink-clad girl hit the stonework with a smack. Katara turned towards Mai.

"Turn around now. You don't want to be here."

"That's enough out of you!" Mai's arms whipped forward. Katara held her hand up. Suddenly, Mai's appendages wouldn't listen to her. Her muscles twisted around painfully, pulling against the joints. She watched her writhing fingers in helpless horror, stilettos clattering to the ground. Katara turned her hand upward and Mai's knees suffered a similar effect, falling out from under her.

"No, Mai..." Ty Lee tried to rise up. Katara made a sharp gesture and she slammed back down. "Stop..."

"How... are you doing... this?" Mai panted, her voice dripping with agony.

Katara took a deep breath, feeling the lunar light permeate her very bones. Her veins swelled as the power coursed through them. Focusing her mind, she lifted both her hands, outstretched fingers hovering over the fire nation girls. A cat-eyed smile crept up her cheeks.

"Get up." She growled. Mai and Ty Lee jerked up with marionette speed. Katara clenched her fists and their bodies locked ramrod straight, arms pressed against their sides. They tried to scream, call for help, but their throats jerked uselessly as their jaws refused to open.

She strutted up to the paralyzed Ty Lee. She felt a dark satisfaction at the quivering horror in the busty girl's eyes. "I recognize you. You're the one with the pressure point training. Little Ms. No-Bend."

She trailed her fingers lightly over Ty Lee's throat and across the neck of her top. "How does it feel, to be on the other side of it? To have your body stolen from you? It's more than just feeling helpless. I know. I remember it most... vividly."

She stepped back and made a pulling motion. Ty Lee heard boots scrapping across stone and then a sudden weight over her shoulders. Two familiar arms reached out in front of her. They closed in around her throat with an iron grip.

"Having someone reach inside you and just flip a switch..."

Suddenly, Mai's hands fell, fingers sliding down roughly over Ty Lee's collarbone, then over the fat of her breasts. Mai's palms finally rested over her nipples, cupping the sensitive flesh. Ty Lee's throat seized with a muffled gasp.

"...you feel violated."

Katara made a stirring motion with her fingers and Mai's hands followed suit, rolling up and down. Ty Lee felt the contradiction of rising heat and nauseating horror mixing around inside of her. Her chest screamed electric under the crude massage. She fixed a hate-filled stare at Katara, lips twisting as she tried to find the strength to fight against the mystery technique. Katara laughed.

"Not enough? I can fix that." Mai's fingers dug in, pain mixing with pleasure. With a sudden jerk, Ty Lee's shirt tore apart, the shreds of it dangling over her reddened tits. Mai attacked the breasts again, kneading them with more and more force. A shiver ran through Ty Lee, her body rippling with pain as it twitched against her invisible bonds.

Acidic warmth bubbled up from her stomach and boiled up her throat. Her mouth still locked, vomit trickled out her nose as Ty Lee fought for air. Katara frowned and jerked Ty Lee's jaw opened, releasing the bile and spit.

"That won't do."

Ty Lee hacked, desperate to free her airway. Her mouth and chest were slick with the contents of her stomach, but she could control her mouth again, even if her weak throat couldn't rise above a whisper. "You bitch... I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you, you're dead, dead, fucking dead, I'll fucking-"

Her throat spasmed like it had been punched. Katara lowered her finger, trying to think. "I use to lie awake, thinking about tonight. Thinking about all the possibilities. But I don't want to just hurt you. I want this to be beautiful. I want a memory I can carry to bed."

Ty Lee flinched as Katara laid a hand across her groin. Even through Ty Lee's pants, the waterbender's fingers felt like lightning and ice. Katara smiled. It was almost motherly.

"I want you to enjoy this. I want you to feel shame." The lightning and ice grew into a thunderstorm. Ty Lee tried to form words, tell her to go fuck herself with glass, but the spinning fury inside her was tearing any coherent thought apart. If she weren't immobilized, she would be having a spastic fit with all the energy racing through her chakras.

"Knife girl? If you would continue?" Katara leaned around to ask Mai, whose face was a mask of rage, blood trickling down where she had bitten her lips.

Mai's fingers flexed. Ty Lee saw rainbows and unicorn-birds.

Her breasts sang like angels as pleasure poisoned her blood. Mai's fingers blazed trails of delight. Her nails dug rivers of flowing sex. Her palms burned with a thousand songs of mindless joy. Ty Lee's eyes rolled back, the pain of her locked muscles drowning in the bitter-sweet song of sensation. She moaned, she crooned, she screamed.

And as her swelling privates soaked themselves in expectations and demands, she begged. "No more..."

Katara made a show of puzzlement. "Why not? You didn't like it?"

"Monster..." She panted. "So sick... not right..."

Katara shrugged. "Well, if that's how you feel, I suppose... It's only right."

She jammed her stiff fingers at Ty Lee, then let them relax. Ty Lee's body suddenly rag-dolled, falling back against Mai at the unexpected return of its volition. Ty Lee stared at Katara unbelieving, then shot back to her senses and jumped up, all the old moves screaming through her nerves, ready for retribution.

Mai grabbed her by the breasts and her mind washed clean of any battle plans. Now free to move, her body twisted and writhed with carnal joy. She arched her head back, cussing and praying, begging for more, more, more, yes, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck. She ground her ass up against Mai's rigid crotch impulsively, mind reeling in horror as she did, but desperate for that one straw to break the camel's back and bless her with merciful orgasm. Her hands fondled her flaming orbs, knotting with Mai's fingers, working her flesh just as rough, then rougher. A whole universe rose up instead her, screaming to fly out and consume the world, yet impossibly out of reach.

"It doesn't end that easy, bitch. It doesn't end." Katara advanced, her playful masquerade fading away to a true look of rage and revenge. Ty Lee was vaguely aware of it, just sliding on the razor's edge of sense. Katara pulled back the edge of her tunic and reach down her trousers, working her chocolate strawberry snatch beneath. Some faint, erratic fragment of Ty Lee's mind thought it was strange, it didn't look like she was getting wet.

Katara held up her hand, two fingers extended. On them wriggled a small, glittering off-white tentacle. It spun and twisted like an eel as Katara tore open Ty Lee's soaked crotch.

Ty Lee made a weak mewling sound as Katara steadied Ty Lee's hips and let the phallus find its way through the slick folds of flesh. Ty Lee felt it probing, searching, pushing further and further, guided by a flat, numb intelligence. She found herself bucking and pleading, holding onto Mai's arms so she wouldn't fall down as she spread her legs.

"Get in, get in, please, please, please..." She whimpered.

"Oh dear, I don't think you're a virgin." Katara remarked. "Harder?"

"Harder..."

"My, you get quiet during sex." Katara cracked the whip and it shot forward like a bullet. Ty Lee bit her lip and it pulled back with Katara's hand, then dove in again. It pistoned in and out, all the while jumping about like a living creature. Ty Lee's whimpers turned to shouts, that turned to cries, that turned into a screeching litany. She felt herself rise towards final release.

Katara paused.

"...n-n-no..."

"Hey, Katara, what've got there?"

Smiling innocently, Katara turned from her sweat-soaked prisoner. Zuko and Toph came down the walkway, dragging between them the burnt, unconscious form of Azula. The duo smiled like a pair of little rascals. Katara put her hands on her hips.

"Were you playing with your food?"

Zuko whistled. Toph smiled widely. "Ma~~ybe."

"You know dead toys aren't as much fun." Katara rolled her eyes.

"Hey," Zuko pointed to Mai and Ty Lee. "Didn't I use to fuck one of them?"

"Oh, Zuzu, you used to fuck a lot of things." Katara turned back towards Ty Lee. The circus freak gazed at her pleadingly, tears hanging from the edge of her eyes. Her face a study of professional consideration, Katara leaned down and inspected Ty Lee's pubes, slick and getting slicker.

"You're right on time. I'm just about done here."

She gave the engorged lips a single quick kiss. The human voice found a new note.

Ty Lee jumped free of Mai's grasp and spilled out on the stone, cum still pouring out across her thighs as her hips twitched spastically. Laughing, Katara skipped back, wiping the fragrant fluid off her face with the back of her hand. Ty Lee looked up, vision blurring with exhaustion and tears, as the circle of faces closing in around her.

Then she noticed the little girl with the cataract eyes...

"Hey, she's cute."

...and the massive erection.

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Far below, lying twisted on the cliff rocks, the Combustion Man watched. And, in a voice laden with years of frustration and disappointed, he spoke.

"Mai... waankiin... haando..."

TO BE CONTINUED