*Wan's Residence Near the Capital*
The estate I received as a reward once belonged to a corrupt official recently dealt with by Ozai. The small manor was surrounded by a two-ter-high wall. On the grounds stood a servants' cottage, the main house, and a rock garden. Such gardens are common among the Fire Nation—after all, not all islands can support plants, but rocks are always available.
After inspecting my new property, I was relatively satisfied. Everything needed for a comfortable life was there. Only the sowhat gypsy-like interior style bothered . That comparison ca to mind when I saw the abundance of gilded decorations.
- "Looks like they really didn't know where to spend their money," I thought. For so reason, I associate such "specific" taste with dishonestly earned money.
Soon, Ursa learned that Zuko was leaving with his uncle. Of course, there was a small scandal, which she would have kept to herself, but I was there... I could say many harsh words about Ozai and the unknown employers of her children.
- "With Iroh, he'll definitely be safe. The Dragon of the West's reputation isn't for nothing," I tried to reassure her.
- "I know, but I still don't want to let him go," she sighed for the umpteenth ti.
- "Especially since he'll turn fifteen this year—it's ti for him to see the world," I added. It feels like the world is trying to send Zuko away by any ans...
The Fire Lord couldn't ignore his daughter, who faced no less danger. So, her final year of training would take place within the Palace walls. Azula was pleased with this arrangent, but it seed the proximity to death had given her more confidence.
- "Father, I must maintain our connection with Mai and Ty Lee. In the future, I'll need loyal allies," she declared firmly, her fist planted on the ground. Even Zuko was impressed. "Please allow them to train with !" she finished, raising her head and staring fearlessly at the wall of fire behind which Ozai sat.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for his response...
- "I agree with your words," ca the slightly pensive voice from the other side. Azula used to be milder; perhaps Ozai himself was processing the changes in his daughter. "I'll speak with their fathers."
A few days later, her friends arrived. The cheerful Ty Lee imdiately hugged everyone. Azula and I got the strongest embraces...
- "Definitely a second size now!" I thought during Ty Lee's tight hug, feeling her grown assets. "How quickly children grow!"—though all three are already fourteen.
Indeed, spending ti with soone makes you miss their gradual changes. Azula is now as beautiful as her mother.
- "And all the girls have grown up..."—Katara, Toph, Yui, Suki, Azula, Mai, Ty Lee. They're all around the sa age, born in 84 or 85 after the Air Nomad genocide. "Ti to stop seeing them as children," I realized, noticing Ty Lee and Azula giving decidedly unchildlike looks.
And not just them. Yuki himself noticed certain signals from Katara and... Yui. Honestly, I don't want to give my little sister to anyone else. The issue of the future child's pathology can be solved with life energy. I don't want to feel her intimate emotions through our bond one "fine" day, showing how hard her boyfriend is trying. Just thinking about it makes want to beat up any guys flirting with her, if only as a precaution.
Toph and Suki seed distant. It appears Jun's arrival made Toph realize I'm more than just a friend-teacher. As for the warrior won of Kyoshi's customs, they still sotis leave stunned. During my last visit, I accidentally overheard one of their conversations.
- "Don't worry, Suki, Mom doesn't mind sharing a man," she said gently. "Just wait a little longer. There's so restriction—only after sixteen can you share a bed," she continued with a hint of disdain.
I wondered why she was asking such strange questions! Well, to be honest with myself, I'm not against it...
- "He definitely won't be against it!" Shizuka knows well... "I rember the day he first flew to us. Now I laugh about it, but back then, for so reason, he called Suki after looking at ,"—you even rember that?! It seems fate wants you two together! Just don't forget to share with Mom," she ended slyly.
- "Mo-om!" I can practically see Suki's bright red face. So cute...
Most likely, it's due to the ratio of n to won. Despite the dangerous work of Kyoshi's warriors, more girls are born. The island even has a couple of quite happy families consisting of two won and one man.
Lost in thought for a mont, I noticed Mai looked sadder than usual. She didn't even glance at Ursa and from under her bangs. Good girl—she didn't tell anyone about the spicy details of one scene. Otherwise, I'd clearly be lynched.
- "He's not leaving forever. Before you know it, he'll be back!" I patted her head. I need to stop doing that... It's fine with little girls, but now it feels more like harassnt.
- "It's okay," she said, looking first at my hand, then my face. Blushing slightly, she looked away, adorably.
Her actions make think about taking such a cutie for myself. Zuko doesn't really notice her behavior anyway. Especially since in the cartoon, he always chased after a bald boy and rarely looked at the opposite sex.
*
Azula and Ursa asked to see my house. Zuko stayed at the Palace with his fencing instructor. While Azula went through her usual physical training and Ursa read a novel, I tried to replicate the rcenary's technique. Even my arsenal lacked sothing with such range.
When he used his ability, I managed to rember everything. I'd already been thinking about sothing similar. So, first, send fire energy up the channels to the head. Due to my dual nature, I don't need to twist the channel system, linking it to my forehead. They're already strong and thick enough to channel a huge amount of energy.
The gathered energy needs to be held in one place, close to the body. Life energy will wrap around the fire energy for this. Maybe that's why he was so strong on his own? After all, a decent amount of chi is spent each ti.
- "It reminds of the Getsuga Tenshō from Bleach," I thought. In the created invisible energy sphere, make one small puncture, and a visible energy beam will shoot out imdiately.
Soon, the rock garden had one less stone... The technique I created flew twenty ters straight, shattering the stone. The crash caused a panic flare in Azula, who knew that sound well. And Ursa's hands, startled, dropped her book!
- "Warn next ti!"
- "Why scare us like that!" Ursa and Azula said almost simultaneously.
Scratching the back of my head awkwardly, I apologized for the inconvenience.
- "That's the move of that man! Will you teach it?" Azula asked, standing beside , resting her hands on my chest and looking into my eyes.
- "Of course, I'll teach you!" I patted her head. "Though I just vowed yesterday not to do that anymore..."
- "But first, you'll have to pass the master exam," I added. Ozai knows his children's progress, so soon the Fire Nation will have one more master. Zuko isn't quite at that level yet—maybe in a year or two. But he's definitely above average.
- "Why shoot from the head?" You can shoot from anywhere in the body.
The rock garden, missing one fragnt, lost its atmosphere. So, I continued the vandalism, destroying more stones. In subsequent attempts, I got used to releasing the technique from my hands, feet, and stomach.
Getting carried away, I didn't notice I'd turned myself into a full-fledged rocket launcher... I started firing dozens of such beams from every available part of my body.
- "Should we stop him?" Azula asked her mother quietly.
- "Let him play a bit more," Ursa replied just as quietly. "Apparently, he doesn't like rock gardens..."
After playing enough, I noticed Ursa's impatient glances. She'd been fidgeting in her chair for hours.
- "Completely forgot!" We ca here for privacy. And to avoid raising suspicions, we brought Azula along. The guards didn't enter the estate, knowing the Fire Lord's family was safe with .
Winking at Ursa, I raised two fingers. To avoid raising Azula's suspicions, Ursa would enter the house after two minutes.
- "Azula, I need to step away for a mont. Continue your training," I nodded calmly, though my pants were already feeling tighter.
Exactly two minutes later, Ursa entered the house. Peeking around the corner, I motioned her over. There's a closed room here.
- "I couldn't sit still anymore," she complained as soon as we were in the dressing room.
- "I think the wait was worth it," I said, touching her dripping core.
Without another word, we began kissing hungrily. Pausing, I bent Ursa over, making her lean on the wall with her hands. Quickly lifting her robe, I saw her precious hole.
- "No underwear," I thought, thrusting myself in fully. Each of our encounters felt like the last—we were too restricted in the Palace. I think with the estate, we'll have more privacy.
Like a jackhamr, my mber pounded her love hole. My hands greedily squeezed her breasts. Ursa's trained backside seed to spring back, only speeding up my hips' movents.
- "Right behind this wall, Azula stands while her promiscuous mother, with a lustful face, takes her teacher's mber,"—Azula's actually on the other side, but Ursa still appreciated it, squeezing tighter.
- "Mmm! Yes! I'm bad! I want my holes filled with Wan's seed!"
Several tis, I held her limp body in my hands, able only to moan. After a couple more of Ursa's climaxes, I thrust my tool in fully, completely filling the Fire Lord's wife with my seed.
- "Apparently, it happens to too..." It felt delightfully villainous, thinking I was defiling a married woman—not just anyone, but the most important person in the country...
Quickly tidying ourselves up, we decided to return to the garden with a small interval. I was fine. But Ursa's strange walk and overly satisfied face definitely raised Azula's suspicions.
I had to quickly distract her from staring at her mother. And I should support them on my territory longer—I'd pushed her too hard... Others would definitely understand what was going on.
*
Deep underwater, on the territory of the Southern Water Tribe.
Under tons of water, marine life continued, largely untouched by human wars. In one of the ocean's deepest parts lay a massive sea mammal. Its size and shape resembled a whale. It would likely be unrecognizable on land, as this whale-like creature spent its entire life asleep. Only once every fifty to seventy years did it wake to refill its vast stomach.
It found a place to sleep and seed to freeze in ti. Beneath it now lay a man who once held the fates of thousands in his hands.
Avatar Aang and his flying bison had been buried under the whale for years. But it couldn't last forever. The ancient beast began slowly stirring its massive fins, transitioning from deep sleep to a lighter phase.
Most likely, it would take another two or three years before the Avatar was released. I don't think the whale is to bla—it probably doesn't care about humans at all. Maybe it doesn't even know about the land...
*
- "It's so big and hard," Ursa said with a tremble. "Can I touch it?"
- "Just be gentle," I replied.
- "Oh, it's so warm!" Her hand began exploring it slowly.
- "Is anyone watching us?" she asked, a hint of fear in her voice.
- "Everything's under control. You can continue."
Ursa's hands gently caressed the warm dragon egg.
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