It does.

I felt my pants abruptly pulled down from behind me, giving my cock some air to breathe. Azula moved her left hand over my torso pushing me against her while she left her right hand hovering centimeters away from my cock.

"Now tell me exactly what you're going to do for me." Azula whispered in me ear, her voice more husky than ever before.

"Anything you say." I wish my voice had sounded a bit less like a whimper. But that was soon forgotten as she let the tips of her fingers run slowly across my manhood. I could barely keep myself from grunting again.

"I know that. But you have to show some initiative as well. What will you do to please your princess?" She asked, as she started slowly rubbing herself against my back. What was I supposed to answer here? I could barely think straight anymore and here she was asking me these questions. What did I have that Azula could want?

"I'll tell you anything I know."

"Hmmm. That's a start, but do you even know anything valuable?" Her voice was a faux business-like tone but she was still whispering directly into my ear.

"Economy." I half blurted half whimpered. "I know the economy of this country." And finally she properly grabbed my cock firmly in her hand. It was blissfully warm, warmer than any human could ever be. And her skin felt as soft as silk. I could barely stop myself from just grabbing her hand and moving it myself. Not that I would have succeeded in that endeavor anyways.

"Good. And if I were to be attacked, would you fight for me?"

"Yes." I somehow managed to grunt. At this Azula started moving her hand towards the tip of my dick, slowly rubbing one of her fingers over my cock head, smearing my precum around it in an agonizingly slow manner. I couldn't stop myself from grunting out, but this time it didn't seem to bother her.

"Would you betray you country for me?"

"Yes."

She rubbed the copious amounts of precum from me around my cock and started to jerk it. Slowly, tantalizingly slow but it still felt like pure bliss. It felt like I had never been this hard in my entire life.

"Would you kill for me?" Even with my mind foggy like it currently was, this felt ****. It was one thing to demand betraying a country that did not even exist in reality but kill? Then again it wasn't like she would really ask me to do that, would she?

But I had hesitated a bit too long and Azula stopped jerking me and instead pressed the fingernails of her left hand into the skin on my chest.

"Yes, yes I would." I hastily agreed, and she continued moving her hand along my shaft. But just as I had relaxed a little, she offered her form of punishment and dragged her nails across my chest towards my hip. It hurt, but the pain was dulled by the heavenly feeling that came from her other hand. As she slowly increased the speed of her movement her left hand found its way to my balls.

"The next time you hesitate I will not let you of so easily." And to prove her point she lightly squeezed my balls. Not hard enough to hurt, thankfully, but hard enough to get the message across.

"I'm sorry, Princess Azula."

My apology definitely pleased her as she was increasing her speed even more and even started gently fondling my balls. My breathing was getting quite heavy and for a few moments neither of us spoke and only my occasional grunts were heard. I was getting very close to finishing. Azula seemed to notice this and whispered into my ear again.

"Would you die for me?" I hardly registered what she had asked before confirming, which prompted her to go all out with her movements. I rapidly felt my orgasm approaching.

"Ah... I'm about..." But I didn't get to finish my sentence.

"Cum for me." This time it wasn't a whisper but a straight up command. It only took a few more moments before I reached orgasm and spurted strain after strain of cum against the wall. Azula didn't slow her movement down, though and after the fifth or sixth burst my vision started to darken and my knees felt decidedly wobbly. Finally my juice ran out and Azula stopped her movements and released my cock from her grip.

"See how beneficial it is to do as I say?" She asked rhetorically before removing herself from behind me and idly wiping the cum that had landed on her fingers on my shirt. "And no turning around yet."

I was catching my breath while Azula got dressed behind me. Slowly, as I pulled up my pants, my senses came back and I realized two things. One, I would have to clean up the wall and get redressed now, as I was dripping wet and two, and that was much more serious, just what I had promised I would do for Azula. I could still use the emergency shutdown, but I truly hoped that it would never even come to the point where this was required. I would have to discuss this with her.

"Um, Azula. About those demands you just made."

"Ty Lee was right. Men promise you everything, but as soon as they've let off their steam they don't want to hear about it anymore. And I recall you calling me 'Princess Azula' a few minutes ago." She replied casually. So she didn't seem too bothered at least.

"It's just that..."

"I know. I am fully aware that your value as a soldier is probably near zero and the information you can give me could be obtained from a library. Just do as I say around here and you'll be fine."

"But then why..."

"I just wanted to see how far I could push you. It was honestly kind of fun. Though it was you who started the 'I'll give you information' talk. I figured you would offer to eat me out or something but since you're apparently not interested in that I just went with your suggestion."

"I would love to, but I thought..." I started but Azula interrupted me.

"Too late for that now. And you can turn around."

And so I turned around, eager to see my Azula-bot in full light. To say that she was gorgeous would be an understatement. She had put a knot in the shirt, which would have been way too big for her otherwise, so now it ended slightly above her navel showing some of her toned abdomen. The sweatpants she had taken were also too big, but she had somehow gotten them to look at least somewhat straight. Most amazing of all was her hair though, she had her signature twin strands, but they were a lot longer than in the show, reaching down to her breasts, while the rest of her hair flowed down smoothly behind her with the exception of a single strand that she had somehow tied up. This framed her beautiful face quite well, highlighting her flawless skin and amber eyes.

"Wow." I said, as I couldn't really find the words to describe how amazed I was at her looks.

"Just wow?" Azula smirked at me. But she couldn't hide the genuine smile that had fleetingly shown on her face when I had shown my appreciation.

"Ahem. What I meant to say was; 'Oh divine grace. Merely bathing in your presence and beholding your celestial beauty could lift the spirits of the most **** and tormented man.'"

"Yeah, I was thinking that, too." She agreed as she walked out, toward the bedroom.