Very well

Azula had picked a dress of all things. And not just any dress. It was made out of dark red silk with a black stripe going across her shoulder, going down to her knees in the front and back, on the sides however it was extremely high cut, with the cuts going to above her waist level. There was no way, she was wearing anything under it, I thought, as she struck a pose in front of me. The fabric contrasted her pale skin and really highlighted her beautiful, long legs which ended in a pair of black pumps.

It wasn't just the dress that was captivating, though. She had done her hair properly now and it flowed down her back smoothly, with the exception of her twin strands and even her topknot, complete with that hair piece she always wore in the show. Where she had obtained this piece from, I had no idea. She had also expertly done her makeup, giving her an absolutely stunning look.

It was a breathtaking view and Azula knew it. She had this smug aura of superiority, no sign of shyness or self-deprecation in her. She slowly turned around to give me the opportunity to admire her from all sides but not fast enough to make the dress flow upwards a bit.

"Still think I look ridiculous?" I should have known she would make me eat these words. I wanted to compliment her but there were no words to describe her. What should I even say how she looked? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Ravishing? None of these words even compared to the pure brilliance she radiated.

Azula on her part seemed rather amused by my reaction.

"Not even a 'ridiculously pretty' or some other wordplay?" Well, she made a dramatic entrance, I could make a dramatic reaction. And so I slowly got up, walked toward her until only a meter or so was between us and dropped to my knees.

"Your highness. Please forgive me my transgressions. I accept any punishment you deem appropriate."

"Aww." She seemed happier than ever before, there was a real joy in her voice. She took a step towards me and patted me on the head. "I think that face you just made is punishment enough for you. Now get up you drama queen." She extended her hand and pulled me up with surprising strength which I did not account for and almost crashed into her, only stopping a few centimeters from her face. Only now I noticed that she wasn't just hot in the figurative sense, she actually radiated heat. Or maybe it was just from being so close to her.

Her amber eyes met mine, and she gave me a smile as she laid her hand on my cheek. Her hand was warm and surprisingly soft and I had to restrain myself from leaning into it. Her face moved towards mine, and I was expecting her to whisper something in my ear again.

What I did not expect was a kiss.

Her lips felt incredible against mine I closed my eyes which had sprung up in surprise to fully submerge myself into that wonderful feeling. It was a chaste kiss, without tongue and it ended much too soon, but nevertheless it felt amazing. As I opened my eyes Azula was still close to me, an prior unseen softness on her face.

"Thank you for everything so far." She whispered, her cheeks becoming slightly flushed again. She took a step back. "I'll change into something a bit more practical."

"Uh-huh." I said intelligently. Although I really wished she would've left her current attire on.

I stood in place for a few moments after Azula left the room, still reliving the memory of her soft lips on mine. Finally I mustered the strength to move and sat back on my chair, although the spreadsheet in front of me did a poor job of attracting my attention. And before I even gave another thought to my work I once more heard footsteps approaching from the hallway.