TST - Handcuffed & Spreadeagled, Part 1: Azula

Zuko's eyes slowly opened. He didn't know what was happening anymore. His head spun. He sniffed. He sighed. Bright blinding yellow light was pouring in into his eyes. He looked away. Frowned.

What the fuck!

He thought.

Finally, as he came back to his senses, he realized. He was tied to something. His arms and legs were spread apart. And, well... we was naked. He was on a bed. Spreadeagled. The was was in the middle of a prison. It was so damn hot inside the prison. Even by Fire Nation standards.

"So you're finally awake! Little brother!" said someone. But Zuko knew really well who the hell it was. From the dark silhouette in front of him, the lady came forth. It was the one and only, Azula.

Zuko frowned. Azula had a smirk on her face. A smirk of victory.

Just then, Zuko noticed that his hands had some weird gloves on them. So did his feet, but they were shoes. "That's to not let you firebend." said Azula, as if reading his mind.

She got on the bed.

And put both her legs around Zuko's stomach and plopped herself on him.

She was fully clothed. In the royal Fire Nation attire.

Zuko was meandering between being flustered and being angry at the moment. Azula's presence made his juices flow, but he was so freaking angry at her at the same time!

"What do you want?" he mouthed.

"Oh dear brother..." Azula leaned in, her butt now touching her brother's wolverine. She raised her eyebrow and whispered seductively. "Why are you... so... restless?"

He looked at her, pure rage in his eyes.

She smirked.

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy me, okay!" said she.

He growled. Pulling at the handcuffs. But to no avail.

Azula chuckled.

"I know when dogs bark, dear brother." she sat back up. "I love it. Makes me want to bite them, you know!" she pinched his nipple. He gritted his teeth. She chuckled.

Then she went off the bed. Now, hands at her back, she moved away.

"What do you want from me!?" asked Zuko.

Azula chuckled. "I want... pain." She smiled with devil eyes.