To Marry Fire Lord Ozai//discontinued

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After being changed into an outfit picked by none other than Fire Lord Ozai, Ky Lin sat on the bed, plunged into deep thought. Was she really going to marry him? Was this just a dream? Everyone dreamt at one point that they could become royalty. But this seemed to be real. Ozai had requested her, to marry her, he wanted her to himself. Ky Lin assumed she was waiting for Ozai to return to his chambers, a little nervous about what he said. To 'celebrate their engagement'. She knew what was meant of that, he was going to deflower her.

The maiden continued to look around. The bed was rather large, with gold posts, deep red covers, and a black veil over it, closing it in. To the right on the bed was a mahogany dresser with many drawers, probably filled with the Fire Lords clothing. On top of it were a few scrolls that were neatly placed. To the left was a window, with a single red rose in a gold vase. A little bit passed it was a door that looked like it led to the bath. Beyond that, was the door she assumed was the closet that he probably filled with silky robes and his royal armors. The walls were decorated with Fire Nation Flags and beautiful gold designs. The room was utterly flawless. Ky Lin's attention was dragged to the door that was opening revealing a servent. "Lady Ky Lin, we have the belongings that Fire Lord Ozai agreed upon."

Ki Lin stood, "What do you mean that he 'aproved' of?"

The words lit a little flame inside her. HE decided what SHE kept? That was unfair in her eyes. "Bring them in."

The servents brought a few boxes, obviously not all the things she owned were in them. When they were sent against a wall, a servent spoke to her. "He will talk to you about where you will put your things."

The servents left her in the room alone again and she sighed. She debated on whether she would open the boxes to see what he apparently approved of. When she was about to step towards the boxes when the door opened again, stopping her. "Ky Lin.. what are you doing?" His voice rang.

She turned to see Fire Lord Ozai closing the door behind him. "N-nothing, my Lord."

He took steps towards her, each one sounding like thunder in her ears until he was in front of her. Ky Lin's heart felt like it was going to leap out of her chest. Ozai brought his hand to run his thumb across her cheek, in a seductive manner. "Oh, my Ky Lin... you are rather beautiful in this dress."

The dress  he picked for her to wear was floor-length and form-fitting, made from dark red silk. Around her waist was a gold ribon tied into a perfect bow. The dress had long shear sleeves. The only thing that made Ky Lin uncomfortable about the dress was the amount of cleavage that was exposed. The neckline was just above her nipple. Ky Lin was no where near flat chested, and she had a feeling Ozai knew when the dress was made. She knew what he was trying to do. "T-thank you, Fire Lord Ozai."

He tilted her head back slightly, to give him full access to her neck. He then brushed back the hair that cascaded over the young bride-to-be's shoulder. Ky Lin felt her breath hitch as Ozai brought his lips to leave a kiss close to her collar bone. He let his lip travel up to behind her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. It was in these moments she realized that this was really happening. "Now, my love..." his voice was husky in her ear as he whispered, "We must set the rules."

At this point, Ky Lin was feeling many different emotions. She was nervous yet enchanted by what was happening. No man has ever touched her in the ways he was. No one ever had lust swimming in their eyes when they looked at her. Ozai's arm was brought around her waist, pulling her in to his chest in a strong grip, she placed her hand there to balance herself. The man brought his mouth back to her neck to bite down. Ky Lin yelped as she felt the ember-eyed ruler smirk against the now tender skin. "Rule number one; you're mine, only mine."

Ky Lin nodded, just to please her husband-to-be. She had a small fear of what he would do for punishment. She felt the air leaving her lungs, "Yes, my love."

Before stating the next rule, Ozai left a kiss where he had bitten down. "Rule number two; you absolutely cannot leave the palace unless I'm with you."

"O-of course, Fire Lord Ozai."

"Oh, why so nervous? Has no man ever showed you any intimacy?"

Ky Lin shook her head, "No, sir, they have not."

She watched the satisfaction flash in the mans eyes, as he was the only man to have her. Ozai fully intended to keep it this way. "Those are the only two rules. However, if you break these rules... you will not enjoy what comes next."

Ky Lin was curious to know what the consequences were, but she did not intend to find out. She nodded, to show she understood. The next thing she knew, Ozai attached his lips to hers in a hungry manner. He start to walk, guiding her towards what's going to be their shared bed. He broke the kiss only to roughly push her back on to it. He followed suit, using one arm holding him up and the other her brought up to cup her right breast. His lips connected to her to her neck again, biting her to leave another mark. Ky Lin let out another yelp, she was not used to being touched let alone it being so rough. The sound of her innocence being slowly coming undone because of his touch made him want what was his for the taking. The Fire Lord gripped her breast harder wanting to hear more of it. As one thing lead to another, Ky Lin found herself starting to like what Ozai was doing to her. He had manged to get her out of the dress, she didn't remember how he did. However, the man was still in his long, silky, maroon robe. She didn't move to remove it from him, either. The yellow-eyed darling couldn't, as she was pinned under him. She could feel the muscular build the man had as he was pressed so tightly to her. Ky Lin was curvy, but didn't have much of a build. The Fire Lord almost wanted to drool at the sight of her though, as he thought she was beautiful. He continued to kiss around her neck, biting here and there. She finally tried to pull the robe off him, to feel closer.

He let it fall to the floor, showing this broad shoulders and toned stomach. She refused to stare. The last to fall off was the pants he wore under. As the night continued, with each thrust he gave to her, she couldn't believe that is was real.