Wait for the next morning

I fell asleep almost immediately after going to bed. It had been a fun and interesting day, but I was honestly exhausted.

Knock knock knock.

I groaned. hadn't I gone to bed just a few minutes ago? I turned around to look at my alarm. It was just after 7 in the morning. Not my preferred time to get up on a saturday.

Knock knock knock.

"What?" I shouted.

"Are you awake, John?" Azula's muffled voice came from the door.

"No." I shouted back, but I was sure that this wouldn't give me much of a respite.

"Can I come in?" Since when was she asking for things, not demanding? I groaned again, pulled my blanket over me and told her to come in. Today she was in a red and yellow track suit. Her hair was falling loosely around her shoulders. It suited her well, although it lacked the intimidation factor that came with her top knot. I also noticed that she didn't look at me directly, she seemed a bit off in general, her movements were less fluent and her expression lacked her usual hardness. Maybe she had a hangover?

"We need to talk." She paused, her eyes darting all around the room looking anywhere but at me. "About yesterday."

"Okay." I said. It was still too early to try and predict what she was on about now.

"This doesn't come easy to me, as it's not something I'm really used to saying but... "She took a deep breath and finally looked me in the eyes. "I was out of line, and I'm sorry." She really did look very uncomfortable saying that.

"Uh... about... yesterday?" I asked.

"Yes. I went to far. It was the wine, but that is no excuse of course." I wanted to replay something, but she went on, talking faster and faster with every word. "You should know that I would never do something like this while sober. This won't make up for it of course, but I promise I will never drink that much again, if it is any consolation. I always thaught, no matter how evil I am I wouldn't go that far but yester..."

"Azula." She actually stopped mid sentence and looked at me with a very worried expression.

"Yes?"

"I enjoyed yesterday."

"It's nice of you to tell me that but I know that I've done something unforgivable and..."

"Wanna do it again?" I asked. I felt that this was the best way to convince her that I really had enjoyed it. She looked at me like I was a ghost.

"But... why? Wasn't it humiliating and traumatic for you?" I had to stop myself from laughing at that thought.

"No, actually it was very sexy." I assured her. She went through a bunch of facial expressions, opening her mouth to say something a few times but never uttering another word.

"Look, Azula, I don't mean to pry but what exactly do you know about sex?" I asked. I really didn't understand what was going on with her. Sure, she had been forceful but I wasn't lying when I told her I enjoyed it.

"Well, of course in school we learned about the anatomical side. Hormone cycles and so on. But, well in reality umm..." I noticed she had developed a slight blush on her cheeks. "Well, I know the palace better than anyone and a few hidden tunnels went right to my parents bedroom and... "She paused for a bit, pondering how much she should tell me but then continued. "Whenever my parents did, well, anything really, be it regular sex or my mother using her mouth or even her... butt, as soon as father left she always started crying. So I assumed that she was just too weak to endure the pain or it was the humiliation.

"Well, that isn't normal!" I said a bit louder than I had wanted to. What kind of memories did they implant into my bot?

"Also, since I recruited Ty Lee, she has lent me some, errrm, reading materials, since I didn't bring any myself. And in these stories sex is also mostly used as something to display dominance and break the other person."

What the hell, Ty Lee?

"Okay, Azula, look, no offense to your family but that isn't exactly normal. I mean, some people enjoy roleplaying and bondage and some even pain, but this is essentially a game. It's still something that both parties enjoy. Sex is something that both parties should get pleasure out of. I enjoyed yesterday because I saw how much you enjoyed it. What you're thinking about is **** and that is something that I think very few people actually enjoy.

"But didn't I..." She trailed off, still looking very unhappy.

"**** me? You couldn't have, as **** requires one of the persons to be unwilling, which I certainly wasn't." For a moment Azula closed her eyes and when she opened them again she looked relieved but still a bit unsure.

"Still, I didn't exactly give you a choice." I sighed.

"Look, I don't feel wronged in the slightest, but if you feel you've done something bad, then I forgive you." I smiled at her.

"Just like this." She shook her head at my generosity but seemed finally content, as she smiled happily.

"However I have a question for you." I had realized just what this conversation had meant.

"Go ahead."

"If yesterday had happened with anyone but me, just a random servant in your palace, would you also be apologizing to them?" At this she blushed heavily, giving me a shocked look.

"Well, that would have never happened with anyone else in the first place, I never drank..."

"But if it did? Would you be apologizing, or would you just not care? You got what you wanted after all." I wasn't going to let up on this.

"I probably wouldn't but that's just because..." However she couldn't think of any reason, so she left her sentence unfinished.

"Aww, so you do care after all." I slightly teased her.

"Bold words for someone lying in a very flammable bed." She threatened, but the smile and blush on her face didn't do much to make that threat seem serious.