Zuko's Plans Continue!

It's the day after their wedding and their subsequent wedding night together. Zuko is leading her down a corridor by the hand, taking her somewhere. Yue, Water Tribe Princess, can't help but wonder where they're going. Perhaps his bedroom? But is it their bedroom now that she's married to him? In the end, they step through an open doorway into a much larger room than a bedroom could ever hope to be, and Yue subsequently has her new found resolve immediately tested by what she sees there.

The room is filled with half-naked women of all ages, many in varying states of pregnancy. Most are Fire Nation, though she thinks she sees some signs of Earth Nation among them as well. And then of course, there's the older woman who is very obviously of a Water Tribe, though given she doesn't know her by her face, Yue suspects that the woman is of the Southern Water Tribe. Zuko confirms it within moments as she walks forward and bows deeply before both of them.

"Master… Mistress?"

Zuko chuckles and waves a hand airily.

"That's quite right, Kya. You may consider Yue your mistress in all things. Yue, this is Kya, my most faithful servant. She hails from the Southern Water Tribe, of course. You actually met her children, they're currently traveling with the Avatar."

Yue startles at that, looking upon Kya in a new light. The Avatar and her companions had fled the North Pole after the impending marriage between her and Zuko was announced publicly. Even though he'd made no attempt at trying to capture them for his own ends, even though her father had specifically decreed that they would not be turned over or anything like that, despite the impending marriage alliance, they clearly hadn't felt safe.

Or perhaps the Avatar simply believed she needed to move on, Yue couldn't say for sure. She was aware that by the time the wedding took place, both the Avatar and Katara were fully-trained in Water Bending. Master Pakku had called them both prodigies, in the end. Regardless, Yue had been a little hurt that they hadn't stayed for the wedding. In the end though, it was probably for the best, now that she had some perspective. Her loyalty was to her husband now… and in a way, to the Fire Nation he ruled. That superseded such short friendships.

"Greetings, Mistress Yue. It is a pleasure to formally meet you. If you ever require me for anything, you need only ask."

Yue smiles softly at that and inclines her head in acknowledgment, not quite trusting herself to speak yet. Thankfully, neither Zuko nor Kya seem to expect it of her. Zuko dismisses the servant a moment later, and then continues showing her around. Or is it showing her off? Sometimes, Yue doesn't know for sure, and sometimes its blindingly obvious. Yue smiles and nods in all the right places, though she does pause when she's introduced to Zuko's mother, and then again when she's introduced to his sister.

As it is, his sister and her friends are the last people Zuko has her meet, and that's no coincidence either, given the way the trio are lounging around a very obvious throne. As Zuko settles down onto his throne, Yue fidgets a little, wondering for a moment where she is to sit. She realizes a moment later what her new husband intends when he reaches down and parts his robes, his erection standing at full mast in moments and a smile on his face directed at her even as the words that fall from his lips are currently meant for them.

"Azula, Ty Lee, Mai… help my beloved wife out of her garments and prepare her for me."

The latter two are quick to jump to their feet and move over to where she's standing so very still, though Azula is slower to respond. Yue meets the eyes of Zuko's sister, and in them she sees… jealousy? Yes, that's very clearly what it is, even as the gorgeous Fire Nation royal prowls over to her, helping her friends in slowly pulling Yue's dress off of her gorgeous, dusky flesh.

The Water Tribe Princess purses her lips together, even as she stares Azula down, her blue eyes like crystals as she hardens herself. She will not be cowed by her husband's sister, especially not when the woman is very clearly a concubine in the Fire Lord's harem, just like his mother. That might have seemed strange to Yue, but then, she had been rather innocent and sheltered before Zuko came along and showed her such pleasures. On top of that, she had to remember that Fire Nation culture was not Water Tribe culture. It simply wasn't feasible for her to enforce her values on her husband or his family.

That said, she would not let either the sister or the mother usurp her position when she'd just attained it. She was Zuko's wife. He was HER husband first and foremost. Such possessiveness is a newfound emotion for the once-shy Water Princess, but she's a quick learner, and Zuko has been doing quite a lot of teaching in the past day.

As such, when she stands in the open completely naked, before her husband but also the entirety of his watching harem, Yue stops Ty Lee when she moves to kneel before her and tongue out her cunt in preparation for Zuko. She halts the brunette and slides a hand into her braid instead, drawing Ty Lee to her face.

Even as she turns her head just enough to meet Ty Lee's lips and kiss the squirming girl, her sharp blue eyes remain affixed on Azula. She can see the outrage hidden behind submissiveness as she plays with the Fire Princess' toy. Of course, when Mai steps forward to take Ty Lee's place before her, Yue stops her as well, pulling her to her side and turning to kiss the other woman just as she's kissed Ty Lee.

With the two of them firmly molded into her sides, there's only one place for Azula to go, and Yue can see the exact moment that Zuko's sister realizes what she's done. She can see the anger in Azula's eyes… followed by resignation, and even a modicum of respect. Yue smiles as the Fire Nation Princess descends to her hands and knees and crawls the rest of the way to her, ultimately ending up on her knees before her brother's wife.

Azula's tongue slips along Yue's folds a moment later, and the dark-skinned young woman lets out a shuddering breath as she feels her husband's sister get to work. She's very good, surprisingly. Azula didn't seem like the kind of woman who spent much time on her knees, especially servicing other women instead of Zuko. But at the same time, her technique with her tongue is phenomenal, and Yue can already feel her legs growing weak.

Looking down the slope of her naked form, past her supple breasts, Yue can see Azula's eyes peeking out from between her legs. She can see the laughter in the other girl's gaze and realizes this is exactly what Azula wants. While Yue might have taken a victory with her first maneuver, Azula was hoping to make a fool out of her in front of everyone. And if she let this continue on as it currently was, she would cum in no time and end up doubled over, panting like a whore as the entire room watched on.

"T-That's enough. Stop."

Her voice cracks as she commands the trio, pushing them away forcibly. But even if she stutters a little, its better than the alternative. Composing herself, Yue moves carefully, trying to do sensual while also trying to keep her legs from wobbling too much. Naked as the day she was born, the Water Tribe Princess walks past a kneeling Azula and away from both Ty Lee and Mai, instead moving to where Zuko is still sat on his throne, his cock out and so nice and hard.

He's ready for her, hell, he's been ready for her. And now, Yue is ready for him. Biting her lower lip, the naked young woman climbs on board, kneeling on either side of his legs in the expansive, well-cushioned throne. Her hands slide down between them and guide his cock to her dripping wet pussy entrance, while his move around her and grip tightly at her dusky buttocks, a stark contrast between their skin tones obvious even as Yue looks down into her husband, into her Fire Lord's eyes.

Then, she slides down onto his cock. A loud, wanton moan leaves Yue's lips and she cums on the spot, already on edge thanks to Azula's skillful tongue. But climaxing from the first thrust of her beloved husband, is a thousand times better than cumming to the flexible, conniving mouth muscle of the minx behind her. At least, it is to Yue. She can only hope it is to the rest of the room as well.

She knows she needs to make a good impression, she knows she needs to assert her dominance, her authority. Zuko had named her mistress when Kya had brought up the question, and that made her second only to him, didn't it? She was a Water Tribe Princess, and always would be… but at the same time, she was also the Fire Lady now. She was Zuko's wife, first among his harem. Or she would be, so long as she established her place.

As Yue bounces up and down on her husband's cock, riding him in full view of every other person in the room, she looks down into his eyes and sees the approval in his gaze. The young Fire Lord is smiling up at her, even as his hands slide over her silky-smooth skin, moving from her ass to her blemish-free back then down to her ass again.

He holds her close and she cums along his length again and again, voicing her enjoyment to everyone else watching on. For a time, there's silence save for the wet slapping of flesh against flesh and her cries and his grunts. But as time goes on, other noises fill the room once more, and a glance back behind her shows Yue that the rest of the room is following suit, leading to a full-blown orgy breaking out amongst everyone there.

Interestingly enough, Zuko isn't the only man in the room. There are others, and they certainly seem to be enjoying themselves on some of the women. As Yue fucks herself on her husband's cock, she also begins to understand a little more of her husband's long-term plans. Because it really isn't just Fire Nation occupying the large, expansive communal area, is it? With Fire, Earth and even Water now filling the room, Zuko's ambition becomes clearer and clearer.

Looking back at him, Yue smiles wide. Zuko returns the smile, even as he holds her close, her breasts pressing against his chest, her hands on his shoulders as she grinds down onto his cock, squeezing and gripping it with her inner walls. Another orgasm rocks her form, and the next thing Yue knows, Zuko is cumming inside of her again. He's filling her with his seed, pumping her full of his virile semen.

The potential of getting pregnant is quite high. He's a young man, she's a young woman, and they're both in the prime of their lives. Perfect… perfect breeding age. Yue quite likes the idea of being a mother. Being a mother to Zuko's children though… that just leaves her ecstatic as she shakes and spasms along Zuko's cumming cock, moaning the entire while.

And then its over, at least for the time being. Yue collapses forward onto Zuko's chest, panting heavily and catching her breath. Zuko holds her close for a moment, letting her recover as the seconds turn into minutes. The sounds of sex and pleasure still surround them both, and eventually Zuko pulls her off his cock and slowly turns her around, letting her lay back against his chest rather than atop him, leaving her sitting on HIM as her own throne.

Though, naked and covered in a thin layer of sweat while leaking Zuko's seed from between dusky thighs as she is, Yue can imagine that she looks more like a trophy sprawled out across the rightful Fire Lord, than some sort of conquering foreigner who's usurped his power. That's good though, if there's one-person Yue doesn't want to fight for her position in Zuko's court, its her husband himself. She knows full well she'd lose, just as she knows she'll always be second to him. They are not equals, no matter what her father might have hoped for. She might be Fire Lady now, and a Water Tribe Princess always, but Zuko was Fire Lord… and one day, Yue could already imagine a world where he was called Emperor.

… Probably not Fire Emperor though. Once he spread his rule across the entire world, she would counsel him to drop the first word from his new title. His would be an empire of all elements, all benders. To continue to tack Fire onto the front of his position would be tactless and needlessly discriminatory. Reaching back, Yue runs a hand through Zuko's dark hair as she nuzzled into the side of his neck, her own head laid back on his shoulder.

At the same time, she watches Azula and her two companions go at it right before Zuko's throne, the trio of women all pleasuring one another, both for their own benefit and the benefit of the Fire Lord and Fire Lady seated before them. And as Yue watches, she smiles happily. All is well. All is right.

She's right where she needs to be.

-x-X-x-

"I demand to face the Fire Lord! If you're going to lock me up, at least fucking fight me you bastard!"

Zuko can't help but smile at the audacity, if not the disrespect. Standing high above the boy's cell, the young Fire Lord stands in the depths of Boiling Rock, looking down upon a waterbender known as Kinto from above. The young man was… temperamental, to say the least. Thanks to Zuko's new ties to the Northern Water Tribe, the Fire Lord knew more about Kinto then the waterbender probably would have liked him to.

Kinto was a chronic practical joker, and all too quick to judge people as inferior to himself. He was said to have proclaimed himself that he would not tolerate ignorance, but in this case, ignorance seemed to be anyone who wasn't as smart or quick or skilled as he was. And the boy WAS skilled. Not only had he proved to be a thorn in the side of the Avatar and her friends, he'd actually disabled one of the Fire Nation's warships all by himself.

But then it made sense, given Zuko's contacts in the Water Tribe had described the boy as a huge showoff as well. Put succinctly, Kinto was an anarchist who didn't respect anyone but himself, which had led to him disregarding Water Tribe teachings that he didn't feel were worthwhile, such as respect and honor. He was also an ambitious sort, the type who wanted to roam, who wanted to explore the world.

Now though, for attacking that Fire Nation warship and ending up on the wrong side of the Armada that was only twenty minutes from it, Kinto languished in the Fire Nation's prison for benders, Boiling Rock. And it was clear that he chafed under his confinement, if he'd moved to demanding trial by combat against the Fire Lord himself.

The boy certainly didn't know Zuko was actually there watching him from above, listening to his demands in that moment. No one knew the young Fire Lord was in Boiling Rock, mostly because rather than entering the prison through official channels, Zuko had dawned the mask of the Blue Spirit and his close-fitting black leathers for the purposes of this little meeting he was about to arrange.

Aaand, with the passing of the latest guard patrol under foot, the Fire Nation Soldiers ignoring Kinto's continued angry rants, it was finally time for Zuko to step in. With that decision made, the disguised Fire Lord drops down from where he's standing, landing with a roll outside of Kinto's cell. A moment later, and the lock is open as well as the door, allowing Zuko to step inside and confront his waterbender prisoner as the Blue Spirit, rather than himself.

Kinto freezes up at seeing him.

"The hell… who are you supposed to be?"

Rather than say a word, Zuko simply cocks his head to the side for a moment in silence. Then, he pulls out his twin blades from his back, the metal glinting as Kinto's eyes widen. The young waterbender is currently bound in such a way that prevents him from defending himself, or even gathering the necessary energy for bending. As Zuko approaches in silence, Kinto struggles against said bindings.

"W-Wait… wait, don't do anything you'll regret now!"

How interesting it was, to see such a proud, stuck-up boy falling prey to fear like so many before him. Zuko doesn't dwell on that though. He approaches Kinto, and he swings, drawing a yelp of terror from the waterbender as Kinto in turn squeezes his eyes shut. He opens them a moment later though when he feels not pain, but freedom instead.

Zuko as the Blue Spirit stands before Kinto, his swords free of blood and the waterbender now free of his chains. The bindings are cut, and Kinto slowly rises as he stares between his slowly closing and opening hands and then Zuko in bafflement.

"Right… thanks for the assist, I guess. We should get out of here now though."

Ah, of course he thinks this is a rescue. But it's not, no… far from it. This is a test. Stepping back fluidly, Zuko stops in the middle of the room just as Kinto moves to follow him. One of the Blue Spirit's swords comes down harsh, carving a furrow into the metal floor before them, drawing a literal line in the ground that has Kinto halting and going wide-eyed.

"W-What?"

Slowly, Zuko shakes his masked head, having placed himself firmly between Kinto and the open door that he needs to get through to begin his escape. To his credit, the Water Tribe boy manages to get it pretty fast.

"… You're not rescuing me. So… so what, you want to fight me? Kill me? And yet you freed me… you're a fool, whoever you are. Your honor will prove your undoing."

And with that, Kinto moves. But Zuko is faster. He already knows from his spies just what the boy is capable of. Whatever ability Kinto has with waterbending to mess with the stomachs of his opponents, it won't work for him here. Though, as soon as he figures that out, he impresses Zuko by changing tactics, switching instead to dodging Zuko's lackluster sword strikes and condensing the steam that fills Boiling Rock into water he can use against his opponent.

Soon, its Zuko who is dodging ice knives and the ice blade that Kinto has formed for himself. The boy is good, very good… but its all latent talent. He's trained too, to be sure, but its obvious he never paid much attention to his teachers, probably because he always thought himself better then what they were trying to teach him.

This boy is a waterbending prodigy, there's no doubt about that. And with such a thing confirmed… well, Zuko has no reason to let the fight go on any further. His movement speeds up, his blows become FAR crisper, and he gives Kinto just enough time to realize that he's been sandbagging all this while, before he shatters the boy's ice blade and sends Kinto to the ground with his own swords on either side of the waterbender's neck, ready to separate his head from his shoulders with the slightest twitch.

Kinto goes absolutely still, his eyes wide as he slowly recovers his breath, panting up a storm by this point, and sweating buckets.

"P-Please!"

But Zuko doesn't cut, and the more time goes on, Kinto ultimately realizes he's not going to. Of course, that doesn't mean there aren't still very sharp blades at either side of the boy's neck.

"What… what do you want from me?"

Zuko considers that for a moment, before ultimately drawing back one of his swords and placing the other's point right below Kinto's chin, in the hollow of his throat. It's still a very dangerous position for the boy to be in, even as Zuko reaches up with his half-free hand and pulls the Blue Spirit mask from his face, revealing just who he is. Kinto openly gapes, even as the young Fire Lord smiles down at him.

"I want your potential, Kinto the Wanderer. I don't expect your loyalty… but I will purchase your services."

That gets a dumb blink from the waterbending prankster.

"Uh… my services?"

Smirking slightly, Zuko rolls his shoulders in a sort of shrug, but one that leaves his blade point still resting quite comfortably against Kinto's throat.

"Indeed. You hope to travel the world, do you not? You despise being tied down for too long. I understand and accept this, and I won't try to keep you here… however, travel can sometimes be quite expensive, and to have a safety net in the form of coins where ever you go would certainly help, wouldn't it? In return, all you have to do for me is one simple thing. Something I think you'll find quite fun, actually."

Kinto's face is mostly closed off as he considers Zuko's words, but the mere fact that he's capable of considering the offer is enough to tell the young Fire Lord that he has the boy hooked already. Now all that's left is to reel him in.

"… What exactly do you want me to do?"

As Zuko pulls the sword away and offers Kinto an arm to help the waterbender to his feet, his smile turns positively wicked. Triumph, once again.

-x-X-x-

Ty Lee's sisters were close-knit enough that the lot preferred to sleep together, save for Ty Lee herself, who always stayed with Azula and Mai unless Zuko was commanding her attention alone for some reason. This meant that the group of circus acrobats had their own set of rooms that were all connected to one another within the Fire Lord's palace, as well as a communal room much like the main room, albeit on a smaller scale.

This is where Zuko has led Kinto now, and this is where the young waterbender finds himself staring, gobsmacked at the sight of all the beautiful, mostly naked women before him. Of course, half of the Ty Sisters were currently pregnant. The identical septuplet sisters were all quite eager to please these days, living in a lap of luxury as they were. Zuko had impregnated a couple of them of course, but mostly he'd left the Ty Sisters to his studs… such as Haru, who was even now fucking Ty Woo, one of the ones who wasn't yet pregnant.

"Ooh, who's this handsome hunk?"

"Hello there!~ What's your name?!"

Two of the other sisters not currently impregnated rush over the moment Zuko and Kinto step inside, grabbing Kinto by an arm each and leaving the young waterbender with his mouth agape and his eyes wide. He glances at both of the pretty brunettes for a moment before looking to Zuko.

"These are the women you want me to uh… knock up?"

Zuko cocks his head to the side and smirks.

"Unless you think you can't do it."

Of course, that's exactly the right thing to say to get what he wants. Kinto's face becomes determined as he scowls.

"O-Of course I can!"

A moment later, the two Ty sisters both eep as he reaches down and grabs their asses. For a moment, Kinto looks quite smug, even though he's most definitely a nervous wreck beneath the mask. And then the mask is gone as the girls begin to coo and rub against him instead, guiding him over to a nearby unoccupied bed and already stripping him over his prisoner garments.

Zuko watches them go for a moment more, smirking. Then, he turns his attention to the other man in the room. Haru is just then cumming inside of Ty Woo, and judging by the Ty sister's O-face, she's enjoying his Earth Nation cock VERY much indeed. Chuckling, Zuko waits patiently for Haru to finish up, and soon enough, the young man has joined him, fully dressed once more and watching along with Zuko as Kinto enjoys the affections of the two who have snatched him up.

"Sir."

Nodding slightly, Zuko speaks calmly and casually, even as he never actually looks at Haru.

"Haru. Kinto here will be just passing through. His infusion of genetics will give us some rather talented waterbenders for Kya to train in the coming years though. But he won't be staying. Unlike you, I can't trust him to be loyal. He simply doesn't have the personality for it."

"… As you say, my lord."

Finally looking to Haru, Zuko smirks.

"That said, you will soon be leaving the Capital as well, for at least a little while. I have a mission for you."

That gets Haru's complete and undivided attention, the earthbender turning towards the young Fire Lord and waiting patiently for his instructions.

"You will be inserted in such a place that a meeting with the Avatar and her friends will be impossible to prevent. Once you've encountered them, I would like you to befriend them and do your best to subtly ingratiate yourself into their group. Put bluntly, I would like to have you join them on their adventures for a time, both for their protection, and as a source of knowledge so I can keep abreast of the Avatar's progress and her goals."

Haru stands silently as he absorbs this. Zuko knows that the earthbender really isn't the type to complain or even question his orders. Haru's obedience is quite absolute by this point, his indoctrination into Zuko's 'family' complete. Though of course…

"Eventually, I will recall you. In time for the birth of your first child, at the very least. Once you return, and with your firstborn's birth pending, I imagine it might be in our best interests to relocate your mother to the Palace… if you believe its best."

That gets another reaction from the young man, and a smile that splits his face. Zuko just chuckles at Haru's reaction. Pulling a scroll out of his robes, the young Fire Lord hands it off to Haru.

"Yes, I thought you might like that. Here are your orders and all pertinent knowledge you will need to make sure your mission is a success. Make whatever preparations you believe necessary, Haru. But I expect you to leave by the end of the day."

Haru doesn't even hesitate as he bows at the waist before his Fire Lord.

"It will be as you say, Fire Lord."

Departing the room with purpose and determination in his stride, the earthbender is gone in moments, leaving Zuko to watch after him with a smile still spread across his face.

"Yes it will, Haru. Yes it will."

-x-X-x-

The girl is covered in soot and oil when she's first brought before him. Sitting atop his throne, Zuko looks down upon the young woman, a non-bender, with interest rather than disgust. She's gagged and bound, her wrists tied behind her back, and judging by the way she snarls and growls through the gag, struggling constantly, it's obvious why its necessary. Still…

"You are Lian, the one they have named The Maker, yes?"

His voice rings out through the hall and momentarily stills the prisoner as she turns her angry gaze to him, glaring up at him in a snarl. Smiling slightly, Zuko waves a hand.

"I would speak with the prisoner. I cannot do that if she is gagged. Remove it."

There's a moment of hesitation, but none of his soldiers are foolish enough to actually question an order from their Fire Lord. Eventually, the Captain of the squad that escorted her into the throne room steps up and pulls the gag off, having to snatch his fingers back as Lian tried to bite at them as soon as her teeth were free. While the Captain scowls angrily, Zuko can't help chuckle at the young woman's fire.

That chuckle once again draws her attention to him and him alone. For a moment more, she continues to glare daggers at him in silence, but in the end, she speaks, even if the glare does not abate.

"Yes. I am Lian. I am the Maker."

Smiling politely, Zuko nods his head in agreement, before once again casually waving a hand.

"Unfortunately, all of your creations have been… disabled."

Lian flinches at that, her gaze flicking off to the side for a moment, where many of her automatons, including her Ultimation, lay in pieces. Disabled is a bit of an understatement. The Avatar and her allies had thoroughly destroyed Lian's creations to the last and greatest of them. Snarling, Lian looks back to Zuko.

"You should be thankful to the Avatar, Fire Lord Zuko. Without her interference, I would have wiped every stinking bender off of this planet."

Ah, of course. Haru had informed Zuko of this already. The fact that Lian had bender envy, but also a massive grudge against the Fire Nation… these things were well known to the young Fire Lord. It was up to him to try to make it right. Glancing at the group of soldiers behind the kneeling mechanist, Zuko sighs and waves his hand at them dismissively.

"Leave us, all of you."

More hesitation this time than before, but still no one will speak. That just leads to them dallying and Zuko growing irritated though.

"You think she can hurt me here? You were given an order from your Fire Lord! Remove yourselves from my presence, NOW!"

And like that, the throne room is emptied of Fire Nation soldiers. Though, not entirely of other people. Azula still stands at his right hand. Yue would normally take up the position, relegating Azula to his left side, but for now, his wife, the new Fire Lady, is absent on other matters. There are also others of Zuko's inner circle, his extended family in the room, watching on as they all know what is going to likely happen next.

Slowly, Zuko rises from his throne. Slowly, he descends from his dais and crosses the distance between him and Lian as she struggles to her feet in response, no one to keep her on her knees anymore. By the time he reaches her, she holds her head high and stares him down. Zuko responds by doing the unexpected. He hugs the filthy, unwashed girl and apologizes.

"I'm sorry my dear. I'm sorry for how you were treated, for how your accomplishments have been belittled."

Of course, Lian doesn't like this at all.

"Wha-… get off me!"

She struggles in his grasp, and after a moment, Zuko lets her pull back, causing the still-bound girl to stumble a bit before she catches herself and stares at him with wide eyes. Smiling, the young Fire Lord spreads his arms wide.

"Lian the Maker. My Nation has wronged you. My father ordered your imprisonment and his toadies commanded you to make weapons of war for us. They kept your existence from me when I took the throne, rightfully believing I would take away their… toy. But you are so much more than that. You've proved it my dear and let me tell you… if you wished to catch my attention, you've done so spectacularly."

Sputtering a little, Lian growls at Zuko.

"I don't want your ATTENTION! I want… I want you and your kind to be GONE! You d-don't deserve to exist anymore! Lording your m-magics over the rest of us… well, I proved that you don't need to be a bender! I can make machines capable of bending all on their own! The elements don't belong to you, they don't belong to anyone and neither does this world!"

Zuko watches on in amused silence, letting Lian tucker herself out, even as she continues ranting.

"Can you see what you and your kind have done?! Benders have created four nations through your division, instead of one world! That division is why there is always war! If its not the Fire Nation, it'll be Earth or Water! The only road to peace is to remove the elements from the picture altogether and even the playing field!"

That brings a smile to Zuko's face that sees Lian shutting up. She stares at him suspiciously, but he's not about to tell her just what made him react so. Not yet, anyways. Instead, he claps his hands together, drawing all eyes in his direction.

"You have not been allowed to bathe since you were taken into custody, have you? Then let us rectify the situation. Azula. Bring Lian along. Everyone else… you're welcome to join us."

Lian sputters, even as the others in the room rise and begin making their way towards the side door, down the corridor that will lead to the communal bathhouse Zuko had installed when his 'extended family' grew more and more. Zuko waits until Azula has Lian well in hand and then leads the way as the mechanist squirms and struggles in his sister's grip, unable to escape Azula's grasp.

When they reach the bathhouse, Lian's struggles cease for a moment as she stares around in wonder. Such wonder only really lasts until she realizes that Zuko and the others are all stripping down before slipping into the warm water. Her own modesty is not granted her either of course. Without Zuko saying a word, Azula sets out stripping the filthy young woman, ripping her garments off of her to keep the bindings on her arms intact.

"What… what are you doing?! Stop it! S-Stop!"

Lian's pleas fall on death ears though, and she's soon dragged into the warm bubbly water of the bathhouse right alongside Azula, once Zuko's sister has finished stripping as well. Sputtering a bit at the rough treatment, Lian squirms right up until Azula smacks her sharply across her tits. That cows the poor girl, who trembles slightly in Azula's grasp, even as Azula in turn begins to clean her off.

Zuko watches all of this from where he's lounging back in his bath. Eventually, probably to take her mind off of being so thoroughly washed by another woman, and a gorgeous one at that, Lian looks over to Zuko, her lower lip wobbling slightly before she manages to firm up her resolve and clench her jaw.

"You… you're a monster."

Chuckling lightly, Zuko rolls his shoulders, noting the way Lian's eyes inadvertently travel to his rippling muscles and his handsome naked form.

"Perhaps. But then, if I'm a monster… so are you, my dear."

Interestingly enough, the mechanist doesn't refute that, instead biting her lower lip and averting her gaze, only to yelp as Azula gives her soaped-up tits another sloppy smack. She looks back to Zuko then, and he smiles. Its good to see she can learn.

"However, even if we are monsters… we're monsters the world needs, my dear."

That causes Lian's brow to furrow and her eyes to cloud over in confusion. Zuko is just getting started though.

"What you said, back in my throne room. About benders always looking for reasons to fight… you're wrong, you know."

Lian bristles, but Zuko simply holds up a hand, which keeps her quiet. She's learning fast indeed, he muses, even as he continues on.

"Not completely, of course. You're mostly right, actually. Benders are always looking for reasons to fight, this is true. But not because they're benders. They look for reasons to fight my dear, because they're people."

That draws even more confusion from the mechanist, though she remains silent, her lips tightly closed as Azula's hands move into more… sensitive areas.

"People are inherently flawed, Lian. They fight, they struggle, and they look for others to blame for their own failings. So long as people exist on this world, we will continue to have conflict. But! That does not mean we must have war. Conflict can be good. Conflict can be regenerative in nature, it can even heal divisions. However, war is something I wish to abolish as much as you do."

The incredulous look on her face makes it clear what Lian thinks of that, but still she stays silently, mostly to keep the moans Azula is no doubt provoking in her from escaping her lips. She's already whimpering quietly in his sister's grasp.

"Look around this bathhouse Lian. Tell me what you see."

Ever since they arrived, more and more of Zuko's extended family, his little long-term experiment, have arrived. Not just those from the throne room, but most of the women and children and even the studs he's recruited are lounging about, relaxing and enjoying their time with one another. Lian glances about, but at first, she doesn't see it, and it shows in her answer.

"Bunch of… bunch of Fire Nation w-whores… ah!"

Azula gives her another smack across her poor tits for Lian's impudence, while Zuko just smiles slyly.

"Mm, is that so? You should look more closely, my dear. While we are IN the Fire Nation… you are not looking upon a simple collection of Fire Nation citizens. Come, try again for me, please."

Only Azula's firm touch actually causes Lian to obey, but when she does, when she scrutinizes the scene more closely, Zuko knows the machinist sees what he sees, what he's done. She sees Water Tribe laughing with Fire Nation, she sees Earth Nation playing with Water Tribe. All three benders are currently present, and the only reason Zuko hasn't acquired an airbender is because of his grandfather's foolish, destructive ways.

Eventually, Lian's gaze slips back to Zuko. Rather than directly answering his question, she does so with a question of her own.

"What… just what are you planning?"

Azula raises her hand up to once again punish Lian for her impudence, and the machinist flinches back, only for Zuko to stop Azula with a raised hand of his own, even as he favors Lian with a wide smile.

"I am bringing peace to our world, my dear. This is just the start. And while you might see benders all around you, you should know… half of the people in this bathhouse are no more able to bend the elements then you are. Because I see what you see. I see the potential of non-benders, I see the genius and the wit and the fortitude that you and your kind have to have without the capacity to be able to bend one of the four elements. You don't have to be a bender to impress me, Lian. Your creations have already done so. You and you alone… are good enough."

It was half-conjecture, half-guesswork, but Zuko had a feeling that Lian had never heard anything like those words before. Growing up in a world full of benders without bending yourself… he could understand why Lian would become the way she was.

"What… what do you want from me?"

Zuko shakes his head at that, still smiling.

"For now? Nothing. I want to help you Lian. I want to see you become the best you that you can be. And for that to happen, we need to crush your preconceived notions, and remove your self-doubt."

"I-I don't doubt myself!"

Moving away from his position against the rim of the bath, Zuko wades across the expanse of water that separates him from Lian and his sister. The machinist tenses up at his approach, but her wrists are still bound and Azula has her well in hand as he reaches up and caresses her cheek.

"Its alright, my dear. You'll soon learn that you don't have to lie to me. You don't have to put on such a brave face. Together, you and I will explore every bit of what makes you who you are. And when we're done… you'll love yourself as much as I love you."

Lian's eyes widen at that, but before she can respond, Zuko is kissing her. At the same time, his free hand slides down between her legs just as Azula's pulls back, and his fingers replace his sister's at Lian's mound without the machinist even realizing it. At least, for the moment. She'd figure out what was happening soon enough, surely. But that was alright. Zuko had plenty of time to persuade the young woman to his way of thinking. All the time in the world.

And once Lian was firmly on his side and pregnant with his child, he would be able to leave things in the capable hands of his wife and his sister while he put another of his plans in motion.

-x-X-x-

Sitting in a meditative position in the small guest room of a nice, quaint house within the local village he'd stopped off in for the night, Zuko smiles as he contemplates matters, looking back on Lian as the most recent of his exploits. The young mechanist had learned that her place was at his side in no time at all, and once she'd acclimated to her new life, Zuko had known it was time to leave her behind. Her and everyone else.

For the moment, at least, the Fire Nation was without a Fire Lord to sit upon the throne. Ostensibly, this was because Zuko was taking a tour of conquered providences at the head of a large procession comprised of supplies and resources and Fire Nation Soldiers. Of course, he wasn't actually there. No, it was all a cover, though only a handful of people knew that.

Still, the Fire Lord's Journey as they were calling it, would see relief and all sorts of aid brought to so many villages along its route. And in the meantime, Zuko had broken off and gone his own way, his current destination Ba Sing Se. It was time for him to take matters into his own hands. He would infiltrate Ba Sing Se, and it would fall to him. The Earth King would surrender to him personally, and the war between Fire Nation and Earth Nation would finally be over.

There was still the Northern Water Tribe of course, even if Zuko did have a marriage alliance with them. He was still undecided on how he would establish his sovereignty over Yue's people, but given her standing as his wife, he would prefer it to be as nonviolent as possible. The Empire would rise… with him at its head. And their world would experience an age of prosperity not seen for hundreds of years.

For now, Yue and Azula were ruling side by side back in the capital. As Fire Lady, Yue technically had full authority to act in his absence, but he'd made it clear to her before he left that Azula's advice should be taken into serious consideration on all things. Having the two ruling in tandem would assuage any concerns by his nobility that there was some jumped up Water Tribe barbarian on the Fire Nation throne. Azula would made sure any dissent was swiftly… dealt with.

None of that was Zuko's issue though. His mind needed to be turned towards Ba Sing Se and the dangers that lay within it. Though, as he sat there meditating, preparing, planning for every possibility, the sound of running water from the kitchen had the young man's eyes opening up and a sly smirk spreading across his face.

Slowly, the young Fire Lord in disguise rises from his seiza position. He was a guest in this home, but that did not mean he would sit idly, when it was obvious that the mother and daughter who had so kindly took him in were suffering. He had seen it in the mother, during their dinner together. The three of them had ate and spoken about themselves, and Zuko had learned much about Song, the daughter, and her mother, Melody.

An interested theme of names, but one Zuko found he quite liked. While Melody was middle-aged and old enough to be Zuko's mother, she was still just as beautiful as his own mother was. And that had drawn his attention. But what had piqued his interest was the look in her eye and the slight blush on her face as she threw glance after glance at him.

Her husband and Song's father was gone, out of the picture. Zuko knew that the Fire Nation had been the cause of this, which meant it was up to the Fire Nation to make it right. So, slipping out of his guest room, Zuko moves silently down the hall and into the kitchen, where he approaches Melody from behind. The MILF is humming a cute tune to herself as he sneaks up on her, though when he finally grabs her, she almost screams, if not for the hand over her mouth.

"Shhh…"

His soft shushing noises drift into her ear, and she quiets down immediately, even as he runs his other hand over her stomach.

"It's alright, Melody. It's just me. It's just Lee."

Lee was the name that Zuko was currently going by, part of his disguise. Of course, he knew how little he looked like an esteemed Fire Lord right now, what with how he'd changed his hair and the dusty traveling garments he wore. No one would have guessed he was supposed to be sat upon the Fire Nation's throne… or supposed to be elsewhere, on a humanitarian mission.

Melody calms at his voice, and Zuko smiles as he removes his hand from her mouth. When she tries to turn around however, he stops her, holding her fast and pinning her up against her counter quite provocatively.

"L-Lee… what… what are you doing?"

Continuing to whisper into her ear, Zuko runs his hands along the Earth Nation MILF's arms.

"What do you think? Did you think I didn't notice how you looked at me during dinner? It's alright, Melody. I know you've been alone for some time. You don't have to put on a brave face for me…"

Shivering, the older woman speaks, but even as she does so, Zuko's hands slip down off her arms and along her hips.

"P-Please, I don't… I don't know what you're talking abo-aah!!"

Her last word is cut off as he presses his palm in between her legs, feeling the warmth and even the wetness through her dress. As a reluctant moan leaves Melody's lips, Zuko chuckles quietly into her ear.

"I think you do. It's okay. I'm here to help. Better for you not to face me. If you like, imagine I'm your husband."

Melody's resistance crumbles a moment later, as he continues to grind his palm into her crotch. The gorgeous brunette MILF whimpers but doesn't stop him from hiking her dress up, instead simply hanging her head as his hands spread her thighs apart and then push aside her underwear. His fingers touch her pussy lips directly, and she whines needily as he finds out just how wet she already is.

Grinning, Zuko wastes no time in giving the older woman what she wants. It's the work of moments to draw his cock out of his pants and slip it into the MILF instead. Her hot, velvety insides are as tight as any virgin from years of disuse, and Zuko groans into Melody's ear even as she trembles, trapped between him and the counter.

Not that she doesn't want to be there, no matter her weak protests. No, as Zuko begins to fuck the hot MILF from behind, as he thrusts into her again and again, she pushes back against him, returning his movements with her own, responding to his pistoning prick by bouncing her hips into his approaching cock again and again. When her first orgasm arrives, Melody covers her mouth with both hands, bending further over the counter as she squeals into her palms, muffling the noise.

Zuko just grins and grips at her gorgeous, smooth hips tightly beneath her dress, holding them in place as he fucks her harder and harder. She cums around his cock time and time again, more than he's suspected she's ever orgasmed in one sitting. By the time Zuko himself cums, by the time he finishes with the smoking hot MILF, Melody's barely able to keep herself up right, her legs trembling and her entire body on her tip toes as his final thrust pushes her up onto the kitchen counter, his seed filling her womb directly.

Then its over, at least for him. Melody is still cumming one last time when he pulls out, the beautiful older woman shuddering and shaking and moaning quite loudly into her hands as she uses the counter to hold herself up. Zuko pulls out of her and gives her fine ass one last smack… and that proves to be the straw that breaks the camel's back as she slips off the counter and falls to her knees, leaning against the cupboards beneath the sink for support, eyes dazed and glazed over, and mouth agape slightly.

Zuko considers using her mouth to clean himself off for a moment, before ultimately deciding he's done with her. He doesn't want to do anything to turn the experience negative after all. Smiling down at the gorgeous MILF, he nods his head one last time in her direction.

"Melody…"

Then he departs, heading back to his room to get some sleep.

Of course, rather than an empty bed, Zuko finds an occupied one. When he slips into his room, he discovers Song, sitting there on his bed, laid back and half-sprawled out, her clothing disheveled, her face quite red, and her half-naked chest heaving slightly, as if she's out of breath. After a moment of studying her, Zuko realizes that the daughter of the woman he just fucked in the kitchen IS out of breath.

He realizes why a moment later, when she blushes even harder at his gaze and averts her eyes. Song must have walked in on him and her mother while he was fucking Melody up against the counter. She must have stayed and watched too, because its obvious that when he finished with her mother, Song turned and ran to his room to keep ahead of him, so he wouldn't find out she was watching.

Ah, but he knows she was, and she knows he knows it, even as he steps forward, continuing to stare at her.

"S-Sorry… I didn't… d-didn't mean to peek."

Zuko believes her, even as he stands over her, his cock, still messy with her mother's and his juices inches from her face. Rather than address her peeping, he moves on to what Song obviously wants from him.

"Is this what you need, Song? Your mother is lonely… I can only imagine how a young woman like you feels, cooped up in a place like this."

Blushing up a storm, Song rises to her knees and hesitantly reaches out to take hold of his cock. Zuko smiles down at her encouragingly, lacing his own fingers through her hair as she looks up at him.

"Go on… clean it off and then I'll give you what I gave your mother."

The reminder of what he'd done to the Earth Nation MILF in their kitchen makes Song blush an even deeper shade of red, but she does what she's told nonetheless. Hesitant and tentative licks at first, but even without further encouragement, she eventually places his cockhead in her mouth and begins to bob up and down his member, replacing the sexual fluids along his length with her saliva.

She's a determined young woman, that's for sure, and Zuko can see that one of her hands has disappeared beneath her own dress, between her legs as she touches herself while sucking him off. Smiling at this, grinning at the fact that he essentially found the one pair of women in the village that were so very perverse, so very deprived that they were willing to be so very depraved, Zuko groans as he thoroughly enjoys Song's tongue across his member.

He keeps his thoughts to himself though. Even if he wants to call Song out for the slutty little minx he is, he also wants to leave her with fond memories of him, just as he has her mother. With that in mind, Zuko pulls out of Song's mouth once she's finished cleaning her off, and a moment later he has her on her hands and knees, flipped over as he flips up her dress entirely, exposing her sopping wet cunt. No underwear, which draws a chuckle from Zuko, as he guides his saliva-coated cock into Song from behind. He takes her virginity in that moment, but by this time, Song is so damn wet that there's not a single instant of pain for the girl before the pleasure begins.

The younger of the two women sings her enjoyment of his length just as well as her mother. Though, to Zuko's surprise, Song doesn't make any effort to stifle her voice as her mother did. Perhaps because she knows she has nothing to hide from the slut of a MILF. If Melody wants to rush into the room and decry their coupling… well, she won't, because she has no leg to stand on.

As such, Song lets her voice ring through the air and through the house. She moans and cries out in equal measure as he fucks her through orgasm after orgasm. Her voice praises him in its squeals and screams of pleasure, and her body writhes and prostrates itself before him, squirming and shuddering and seizing up beneath him as he plows into her from behind.

She truly is a gorgeous young woman, and her mother is a Grade A MILF. Though… Zuko is still undecided on whether or not he'll bring the two into his harem yet. Perhaps after he's finished his business with Ba Sing Se, he'll see how they're both doing on his return trip. Snatching them up after conquering the Earth Nation will leave them with no choice but to let him make the Fire Nation's cruelty up to them both. They won't be able to say no to the new Emperor of the World, after all.

With that in mind, Zuko finally cums inside of Song. His seed paints her womb white, and he fills her to the brim with his cum before finally pulling out, leaving her stuffed with virile ejaculate. Song, for her part, collapses forward onto his bed face first, laying there prone with his white, sticky cum slowly leaking out of her. Zuko watches her for a moment, enjoying the view before ultimately rising from his position and fixing up his trousers.

When he turns towards the door, he's not surprised to see Melody there, watching, biting her lower lip. He's known of her presence for quite a while now. He cocks his head at her as if to ask if she wants to go another round, but she shakes her own head and beckons him forward at the same time. Once he's within whispering distance, the older woman rings her hands together.

"I… I'm sorry Lee, b-but I think it best you leave now. We have an o-ostrich horse out back that we don't need anymore. Please… take it a-as a token of our… our esteem."

Zuko can read the Earth Nation MILF like an open book. She's ashamed of herself, deeply so. She's also fearful OF him and FOR her daughter. He's inserted himself into their lives and has now lain with them both. If he chose to stick around, Melody probably wouldn't be able to stop him, and Song would back him up, more than likely.

It was obvious that Melody was afraid of what would happen next if he remained. Luckily for her, Zuko had never intended to stay forever. He wasn't just some wandering young man, looking for a pair of women to make his bitches or something as silly as that. He was the Fire Lord… and in the end, the ostrich horse really was the least she could do. Smirking, Zuko collects his things in silence, not waking a now sleeping Song as he nods to Melody and then moves past her.

She follows him out and watches him go, though whether she's doing it because she's almost ready to beg him to come back, or because she wants to make sure he truly leaves, Zuko doesn't believe even she knows for sure. Regardless, in the end he rides off into the night on the back of the ostrich horse, continuing down the road to Ba Sing Se.

But if Melody thinks he'll forget her and Song so easily, she's in for an unpleasant surprise. The older woman's surprising amount of backbone has cemented her worth in his eyes, and if her daughter is anything like her… well, Zuko would most definitely be stopping on his way back from conquering Ba Sing Se and the last of the Earth Nation to pick up the two women. They would make fine additions to his plans.

For now though, the young Fire Lord in disguise had a Kingdom to infiltrate and a dynasty to topple. The Earth King was going to give up his sovereignty willingly, one way or another. He just didn't know it yet.

And then, with that last bastion of resistance defeated, the path towards his Empire would be wide open. Zuko could scarcely wait.

-x-X-x-

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