The Sovereign

Ignition

Azula told Pantalone that it was very possible that Yalan had his coat and he shrugged and said he would just buy a new one. They decided to stay another night and go back in the morning.

"You really believe you will be alone when the world ends?" Capitano asked.

"Most likely. Your mortal, Columbia will have moved on from me, the Tsaritsa is killable, Pierro is on borrowed time. No one plans to stick around for a lonely dragon." Azula replied.

"I'd stay if I could." He said.

"You're saying that to comfort me, you don't have to." She smiled and started to take off her waist cape.

"I mean it. You have changed my life within these last four months. In many ways." He continued. "Not only my life but most of the harbingers. Columbia has a mother best friend, Pantalone favors you, Childe obviously likes you."

"I suppose I'm just an easy person to like." She put her night sweater over her shirt then unbuttoned her shirt.

"You're not wrong but it's not just that for me." He said. "I haven't visited my family or home nation in decades. You're so easy to talk to. And it's impossible to hate you."

"I appreciate your kind words." She smiled.

"I don't think you're listening." He quietly walked over to the side of the bed she was on.

"I ted to be an actions speak louder than words kind of girl." She smiled to herself.

"How's this then." He gently grabbed her chin and kissed her.

"C-captain."

"What did I say about you calling me that?"

"Right sorry." he could tell she was still in shock. "I um, I don't know how to interpret this."

"I'll leave you alone for now." He turned away.

"Don't leave." She grabbed his arm at the bicep. She looked up at him before kissing him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his around her waist. They broke apart for a second to catch their breath. Azula pressed her lips into a thin line before glancing from the bed to the captain. With a swift movement Capitano lifted her by her waist and pressed her into the mattress. "Captain."

"Again with the name." He rolled his eyes.

"Get used to it. So what does this mean for us?"

"What do you want it to mean?" He asked.

"I don't know." Her arms fell from around his neck and to the hem of his shirt. "But I'm prepared to find out." She kissed him again. Her hand pushed his shirt up his torso and he winced when her cold hands brushed against his skin. He backed up to take his shirt off as Azula examined his torso. Many scars spread out across the muscle and skin. She took off her sweater to show her scars as well. She didn't have many but the few she did were large.

He ran his fingers over each one concentrating on her exposed chest. She gasped as he took one in his hand and brushed a his finger over her nipple. He focus on her breasts long as his hands soon went down to the waist band of her leggings.

"Don't you think we're going a bit fast?" She spoke.

"I can stop." He paused.

"No!" She shook her head. He continued to push both her leggings and panties down before removing his own pants he didn't give her any time to look before getting back on top of her. His right hand moved between her legs.

"Soaked." He hummed and ran his fingers through her folds. His thumb circled her clit and she let out a moan. "The walls around here are thin." He whispered.

Within twenty seconds they heard the front door open and close. They shrugged it off and continued. He slowly entered one finger than the other into her, while using his thumb to circle her clit and a few long heated kisses, until he felt she was ready.

"This might hurt." He lined up his with her entrance. "Breathe for me crystalfly." She took a deep breath as he pushed in. She grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him while wrapping her legs around his waist to push him further into her. She moaned into the kiss and tightened her legs around him till he couldn't get any further into her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and prevented herself from scratching his back with her nails due to how sharp they actually were.

Once her legs loosened around his waist, he slowly retreated before pushing back in. He groaned into her neck and started to kiss the surrounding skin. Leaving a few dark marks. They originally took it slow as she was adjusting and he was concentrating on anything but how tight she was. They took a deep breath at the same time before sharing a rather tender kiss.

"Let go." She whispered.

"I don't want or hurt you. Accidentally or on purpose." He looked her in her eyes.

"I'm six thousand years old, My knight, I have experienced worse." She offered a sincere smile. "I promise you won't hurt me." He nodded and kissed her slowly. He pulled almost completely out and slammed back in. She arched into him as he used one of his hands to cover her mouth. Even if Pantalone left, he could come back any moment.

He waited a few moments before repeating the rough motion. Each time her moans were muffled against him palm.

"Get any louder and my hand will be of no use." He smirked. "Such a dirty little crystalfly." He pummeled into her while keeping a rather quick pace. He could tell she was getting close as was he, neither of them wanted to stop. She closed her eyes as she came. He came shortly after both exhausted and sweating.

"Very nice captain." She got up and walked to the attached bathroom. She started the shower and stepped under the cold water. He stepped in a few minutes after her and caged her in. He was 5'11" as she was 5'. "Captain." She spoke over her shoulder.

"Don't get me going again or you'll never leave that bed." He smirked.

"I'd the plan to keep this a secret?" She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"We don't have to tell anyone but I don't plan to keep it a secret." He spoke. "Pantalone probably already knows so it's a matter of time before he tells Dottore, then he tells Sandrone and the word gets out."

"You have probably been in more relationships than I have so don't you know how this sort of thing goes?" She looked over the array of shampoos.

"How many relationships have you been in?" He asked.

"One." She picked one that smelt like Sakura booms.

"Really? How long ago?" He added.

"Thousand ish. When did Xbalanque die?" She started shampooing her hair.

"You dated the original pyro archon?" He gently grasped her wrists.

"Married, purely contractual. Hated him actually but killing him was satisfying tho." She answered.

"You were a virgin?" He asked.

"You don't want that answer." She looked away from him.

"Crystalfly." He sighed. "You should have told me."

"No one wants an inexperienced woman in their bed." She shook her head.

"I don't care about that. I would have liked to know even if your body count was in the hundreds. I want to know everything about you. The dark and beautiful." He smiled.