Title: Die Trying

Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender

Pairing: Azula/Ty Lee

Rating: R

Word Count: 334

Summary/Description: Ty Lee still thinks she's the most amazing girl in the world.

Warning/Spoilers: Sexual themes. Written before 3.14+3.15, so no spoilers for anything recent.

A/N: Written for Ingrid for the 'write me this pairing in a dysfunctional way' meme. This pairing gives me the shivers. In a pleasant way. :)

Disclaimer: M&B is the Man. Or rather, the Men. Anyway, I don't own anything.

Azula's touch is golden and her kisses are poison, and what is there to trust about her other than the fact that you can always count on her to be ten steps ahead of you? There is a natural curve to her smile that sets your heart racing, and one can't tell if it's from fear or excitement. Her eyes are so sharp they could cut you with a thought; hands and mouth likewise.

Ty Lee still thinks she's the most amazing girl in the world.

Azula's touch is golden and Ty Lee is the statue that she sculpts over and over again. She looks Ty Lee straight in the eyes when her fingers slip between her legs, baring everything, yet showing nothing. Ty Lee bites her lower lip and says Azula's name, once, twice, a jumble of syllables on the third try, and Azula smiles. Her fingers are very warm within Ty Lee, and the combination of movement and heat and friction is almost too much for the acrobat, but she is getting used to it.

Azula bites; Ty Lee is still trying to get used to that. Sometimes she does it where the marks can be plainly seen; on her neck or in the curve of her elbow. Other times, she bends her head to the softness of Ty Lee's inner thigh, where the skin is paler and softer, and even the feel of Azula's breath there makes her pant. Tonight, she licks a line across the full underside of Ty Lee's left breast before sinking her teeth hard into the erect nipple. It hurts.

She moans.

Azula's kisses are poison and Ty Lee welcomes them, sweet and slick and heavy against her lips. Her nails dig into her shoulders, their naked bodies slide against each other and something is unfurling in the pit of Ty Lee's stomach. It may be love. Azula's hand nestles itself in Ty Lee's hair, and presently, she is pushing down.

Ty Lee will never say no.