Everything Has A Price

Disclaimer: The Characters used in this fic are not mine. They belong to Michael Dante DiMartino Bryan Konietzko. They are not mine.

Everything Has A Price

General POV

“Damn you.” The curse was quiet, spoken with none of the revulsion that one would expect at first seeing the situation.

The situation being the Fire Lady, Katara, bound to a bedpost, her naked body glistening under the mild layer of sweat that had accumulated under her and her partner’s labored activities.

Golden eyes flashing with some undistinguishable emotion, Azula smiles her predator smile, and moves slowly down Katara’s body, planting soft kisses an inch apart. Katara manages to keep the moan in. Until Azula bites down on her aroused nipple.

Katara moans loudly, nearly coming. But Azula releases her, and continues down the glistening body. As she does, she whispers slightly to Katara. “Does Zuko arouse you like I do? Does he touch nearly send you into a spiral of uncontrolled passion?”

Katara, her eyes half closed, nods. “Yes. He does.”

Across the room a slight snicker is heard. Azula stops her ministrations and turns to glare at the source.

“If you do not wish to join us brother, be silent.” Her tone is sharp, but there is none of the animosity that there was a year ago. Azula and Zuko had largely mended their differences and had actually begun to act like a family. Or, at least as much as children raised by Ozai could.

Zuko stops his snickering and raises his eyebrow. “Is that an invation?”

“NO!!” Both women cry. Azula in irritation at his interruption, and Katara in agony as the cum began building up in her vagina.

Zuko shrugs, and settles back into his chair, lighting his fingers, and shooting a small flame at Katara’s bonds.

The flame connects, loosening the bonds. Katara’s hands immediately fly, summoning a small amount of water, and freezing it in the shape of a large dildo.

Before Azula could object, Katara rolls them over, and pulneges the dildo in both of them.

“Arrggghhhh.” Azula moans as the Katara begins to ungulate her hips back and forth, pushing the dildo deeper and deeper into Azula. Soon, the pace of her thrusting increases, and Azula moans her continued satisfaction.

Not to be out done, Azula lights her hands, and begins to touch Katara. As the pace of the thrusting increases, so do Azula’s massage.

Finally, both women come, and with a sigh of relief, fall to the bed.

Glancing over at her lover, Azula smiles, Zuko forgotten.

“Everything has a price my love.” She whispers softly into Katara’s ear.

Looking up at her, Katara returns the smile. “And it is a price I will continue to pay gladly.”

Well, that is my first story. I am not sure how I did. So please, leave a review and tell me how I can improve.

Till next time,
LordRevanGrandMasteroftheJedi