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[Avatar: The Last Airbender] had me fighting for air (Suki/Azula)
Title: had me fighting for air
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Length: 532 words
Prompt: fic_promptly: Avatar: The Last Airbender, Suki/Azula, When the beautiful captured spy offers me sexual favors, they are only a trick to kill me and escape; I will decline.
Pairing: Suki/Azula
Other: Uh, let's just pretend they're all at least 16, idk how old Suki was supposed to be. PG-ish for sexual themes.
Excerpt: The night before the Kyoshi girls are scheduled to be removed to the Boiling Rock, Azula dresses them up in red and makes them serve at dinner. Ty Lee laughs uneasily and Mai says that this is a terrible idea, but Azula ignores them both.
The night before the Kyoshi girls are scheduled to be removed to the Boiling Rock, Azula dresses them up in red and makes them serve at dinner. Ty Lee laughs uneasily and Mai says that this is a terrible idea, but Azula ignores them both. The girls' chains clink together loudly in the cavernous room. It is only the three of them, the Dangerous Ladies, who have earned this 'treat,' as Azula calls it.
"I hate you," one of the girls whispers as she serves the soup. It is clear as a shout in the silence and Azula rises to her feet. The leader pulls the whisperer back towards her with a hand on her shoulder. She scowls at Azula.
"Punish me if you want," she says. "These are my girls, I'm responsible for them."
"It's good of you to take ownership of your failure," Azula says, and she grabs and yanks. Suki falls to her knees at Azula's feet, and Azula grins.
(Mai doesn't eat anything. She's pretty sure the Kyoshi girls spit in the food. She would have done the same.)
*
Azula comes for Suki in the middle of the night, pulling her out of a fitful sleep and into another empty room, locking the door behind them. It looks like an office, well-ransacked. Azula brushes paperwork off the desk surface and sits down. She stares at Suki. Suki stares back.
"This is your last chance to tell me where the Avatar is," Azula says. "I'll consider keeping you here if you do."
Suki looks around the empty room as if searching for an escape. When she doesn't find one, she begins to unhook her shirt.
"I don't know where the Avatar is," she says. Azula's eyes are on her hands, which is probably a good sign. "But I don't want to go to prison. I'll do anything, Princess Azula, please..."
Her skin is paler under the top; a commoner's tan. Suki takes a hopeful step forward. Azula beckons, and Suki only hesitates a moment before approaching. She leans forward into Azula's space, shutting her eyes, and when Azula feels the hands at her waist she kicks upward, kneeing Suki in the stomach, feeling the breath go out of her. Suki slides to the floor, gasping and choking.
"Did you honestly think that would work?" Azula asks. She can see the muscled column of Suki's neck, bare at the base of her spine. Suki's shirt has completely fallen open in front, baring her breastband.
Azula makes note of all of it and then raps sharply on the door. After a moment, someone raps back, and she unlocks the door.
"Take this back to her cell," she says to the Dai Li agent. The agent nods.
Azula goes to her bed. She's claimed the Earth King's personal rooms as her own, of course, and for once Ty Lee isn't snoring on the attendant's couch or curled up in the bed. Azula climbs in among the clean sheets and shuts her eyes.
No one could say who she dreams of, in her privacy, but the only hands that touch her are her own: as should be. No one else is worthy.
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Length: 532 words
Prompt: fic_promptly: Avatar: The Last Airbender, Suki/Azula, When the beautiful captured spy offers me sexual favors, they are only a trick to kill me and escape; I will decline.
Pairing: Suki/Azula
Other: Uh, let's just pretend they're all at least 16, idk how old Suki was supposed to be. PG-ish for sexual themes.
Excerpt: The night before the Kyoshi girls are scheduled to be removed to the Boiling Rock, Azula dresses them up in red and makes them serve at dinner. Ty Lee laughs uneasily and Mai says that this is a terrible idea, but Azula ignores them both.
The night before the Kyoshi girls are scheduled to be removed to the Boiling Rock, Azula dresses them up in red and makes them serve at dinner. Ty Lee laughs uneasily and Mai says that this is a terrible idea, but Azula ignores them both. The girls' chains clink together loudly in the cavernous room. It is only the three of them, the Dangerous Ladies, who have earned this 'treat,' as Azula calls it.
"I hate you," one of the girls whispers as she serves the soup. It is clear as a shout in the silence and Azula rises to her feet. The leader pulls the whisperer back towards her with a hand on her shoulder. She scowls at Azula.
"Punish me if you want," she says. "These are my girls, I'm responsible for them."
"It's good of you to take ownership of your failure," Azula says, and she grabs and yanks. Suki falls to her knees at Azula's feet, and Azula grins.
(Mai doesn't eat anything. She's pretty sure the Kyoshi girls spit in the food. She would have done the same.)
*
Azula comes for Suki in the middle of the night, pulling her out of a fitful sleep and into another empty room, locking the door behind them. It looks like an office, well-ransacked. Azula brushes paperwork off the desk surface and sits down. She stares at Suki. Suki stares back.
"This is your last chance to tell me where the Avatar is," Azula says. "I'll consider keeping you here if you do."
Suki looks around the empty room as if searching for an escape. When she doesn't find one, she begins to unhook her shirt.
"I don't know where the Avatar is," she says. Azula's eyes are on her hands, which is probably a good sign. "But I don't want to go to prison. I'll do anything, Princess Azula, please..."
Her skin is paler under the top; a commoner's tan. Suki takes a hopeful step forward. Azula beckons, and Suki only hesitates a moment before approaching. She leans forward into Azula's space, shutting her eyes, and when Azula feels the hands at her waist she kicks upward, kneeing Suki in the stomach, feeling the breath go out of her. Suki slides to the floor, gasping and choking.
"Did you honestly think that would work?" Azula asks. She can see the muscled column of Suki's neck, bare at the base of her spine. Suki's shirt has completely fallen open in front, baring her breastband.
Azula makes note of all of it and then raps sharply on the door. After a moment, someone raps back, and she unlocks the door.
"Take this back to her cell," she says to the Dai Li agent. The agent nods.
Azula goes to her bed. She's claimed the Earth King's personal rooms as her own, of course, and for once Ty Lee isn't snoring on the attendant's couch or curled up in the bed. Azula climbs in among the clean sheets and shuts her eyes.
No one could say who she dreams of, in her privacy, but the only hands that touch her are her own: as should be. No one else is worthy.