Zutara- Whats Love without Tragedy (Lemon)

Flame Aurora

Zuko

To my left, Mai chuckled amusingly.
"Blood bending?"

Brushing off that statement, I waved my hand in the air.
"Former Commander, don't be absurd. That's a rare ancient gift and there are no water benders in the Fire Nation."

The large deep red wooden doors flew open. Holding the prisoner's arms tightly a guard of the palace brought in the accused. It was a woman, her back was against the guard's chest as he held her arms tightly and her hands bounded behind her.

I feel like I know this woman...
Forced to walk towards me I swear I could see a rose color haze illuminating behind her as she was unwillingly moved closer inside my throne room.

My eyes took the liberty to gaze over her from my seat, it seemed she had faded marks all over the skin, probably from being disciplined which wasn't unusual for women of her status.
Her head hung low, as her long dark brown hair fell in front of her face shielding her identity. The white laced little clothing covered her tanned vulnerable parts.

As a whole, the faded marks on her body couldn't hold any importance to her rose aura glow.
My eyes caught the late sunlight reflecting onto me from her waistband embroidered with crystals that hung to a thigh band. Around her deep brown shoulders were crystal chains, the expense of her clothing and accessories indicated to me the brothel thought they would fetch a huge sum for her. And honestly, they would have been right.

My inner demon started to moan with desire watching her toned yet soft stomach, the evening sunlight continuing to reflect off her contour lines. She was barely dressed and I could feel a bulge growing between my legs as I had to adjust myself sitting in my heavy golden throne chair. The distance from her hips to her waistline was just immoral making you want to lunge out and grab her. My lips parted as her breast moved with each step, they were full and engorged seeming heavy, soft, warm, and sensitive.

The soft breeze coming from the open door had me realize my jaw was hanging open, and my throat drying out. Clearing my throat I looked around my throne room, hoping no one had noticed my lustful gaze.
Thankfully the room which was full of mostly men was distracted themselves.
"Mmm," Rolling her eyes at me pissed off Mai looked away adjusting her elbow to the left side, bending her arm on the handrest.
"Couldn't you have dressed her"?
Shit.

I couldn't even look at her as I cleared my throat a bit embarrassed and sorry Mai even saw me watching the prisoner so mesmerized.
"This is the prisoner?" I demanded to know with a clear throat.

"Yes, sire," Teson answered turning his head away from the women, himself blushing hard. His own demeanor changed as he looked at me trying to seem more serious.
"It is Yon Rha's position that the Madame brothel pays him for damages that can never be reversed".

"What damages?"

"That little whore stabbed me with ice draggers! Right in my dick! I can't even breathe right!" Yon Rha yelled pissed off looking at the prisoner being held not far from him.
Flipping her head up rapidly caused her hair to fly up landing behind her and brushing against the guard helmet. Her soft blue eyes were revealed which were masked by rage.

" And I'll do it again you son of a bitch! You killed my mother you sick fuck!" Screaming the prisoner tried breaking free to run to Yon Rha ready to attack, before being pulled back by the guard.

"See?! savagery!" Yon Rha yelled in my throne room pointing to her.
"I want money for suffering and demand a public execution for her!"

It was Katara... I couldn't look away from her as I stared in disbelief...
After I ended the war the southern water tribe sent countless letters asking if she was in my lands. Of course at the time she wasn't... or at least I didn't know she was.