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Thursday, November 29th, 2007 08:40 pm
Fact 1) I have never written Azula or Mai.
Fact 2) I have never written graphic femmeslash, or basically any porn that involved a female. AT ALL.

Knowing this, read on! Azula/Mai with more than implied Zuko/Mai, rated NC-17. Fairly pervy. Really.



Azula’s mouth traced down Mai’s neck, biting and sucking, hands firm over thin wrists, though Mai wasn’t fighting her off. Moving lower, Azula licking at one dark nipple before closing her mouth over it, chewing and sucking on the nub.

Mai gasped, eyes widening, back arched sharply, knowing she should have expected the pain but still surprised. “Azula…” she murmured and Azula looked up at her, a smirk on her full lips.

“Mai,” she answered, before slithering further down, hands letting go of Mai’s wrists to settle on her hips, tongue delving into her navel momentarily. “Mai…I’m better at this than my brother is, aren’t I?”

Heart stuttering and cheeks flushing, Mai didn’t respond as Azula took hold of her thighs and spread them open, settling her feet flat on the ground. She chanced a glance down at Azula and their eyes met. Smirking, Azula raised one eyebrow as she leaned in close and licked, one long, steady swipe of her tongue over Mai’s labia.

Mai gasped again, one hand moving down and grasping hold of Azula’s head, though the grip was mindful, gentle, careful not to pull her hair. “A-Azula…” she said again, panting. Azula reached up and kneaded one of Mai’s breasts even as her tongue licked and probed Mai’s folds.

“Hmm, Mai? I am better than Zuzu, aren’t I?” she asked, twisting Mai’s nipple painfully, a clear signal that she’d better answer this time.

“Y-yes…” Mai gasped out finally, not because it was true but because it was what Azula wanted to hear.

Azula chuckled against Mai’s cunt, sending shivers through her. “Of course I am. Now show me how much better.” Azula spread Mai’s legs further apart, lifting one up over her shoulder, and brought her mouth to Mai’s clitoris, sucking deeply. Mai shuddered and cried out as she came, hand automatically tightening on Azula’s head before she brought it up and covered her mouth, not wanting anyone to hear

Azula caught Mai’s pleasure on her tongue and slithered up her body. Moving Mai’s hands from her mouth, Azula kissed her, mouth opening and forcing Mai to take her own come. Knowing better than to argue, Mai sighed against Azula lips, arms automatically coming up and wrapping around her shoulders.

“Do you have to do that?” Mai asked as Azula broke off the kiss and laid down beside her.

Azula smirked and arched her brow. “You don’t think I’m going to swallow it, do you?” she asked, before laughing. “Come now, Mai. I’m not Zuko.”