bakerstreet | Let's get steamy (or: sometimes a little mental fog is a-okay)

Let's get steamy (or: sometimes a little mental fog is a-okay)

the magical, mind-altering, matchmaking hot springs.
A SMUT MEME

Hot springs are considered rejuvenating in many cultures, from Asia to Europe. All that natural heat and the minerals from the earth flow through water and call throngs of people to come and enjoy the resorts that pop up around these wonders of the world. You, however, would never go to one. You're insecure about baring it all in public; maybe you don't even go out in public because your appearance would make the uncaring crowd lash out at you. Maybe it's just not your scene. You could not know anything about hot springs!

But you're at one now, no matter what, and you're going to be taking a skinny dip - or near it - whether you like it or not. To make matters worse, you're sharing your little pool with someone else. Hey, you don't know them! This place could not even be in your world or your time.

There's little options otherwise, though, so you might as well enjoy the time you're here. Soak and relax, let those tired muscles get a break. Soon, all your troubles, your worries, your ailments, your imperfections all begin to fade away...as do your misconceptions. You know this person, don't you? Yes, you do. Actually you know them very well. You're with them. You came with them, it seems to you, to reconnect, a lover's getaway. After all, what's more steamy than a hot springs?

So go ahead, do what you've intended to do. No one will mind if you get a little frisky in the springs if it helps out your relationship; besides, what do you think some of the extra natural minerals are for? They'll certainly help you get hot under the collar, not that you'll need that. Your (new) mutual history should be enough.

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[ooc: up for a former assassin?]

[ Up for anything! :D ]

[ooc: gonna go with Avatar-verse if that is okay.]

Not having the life of an assassin thanks to the end of this war was a blessing. Seemed everything was going to be alright since the Avatar defeated Ozai. All the better really. His job kept him busy constantly, especially when avoiding trying to get involved with Fire Nation business. With the war over, peace was bound to follow...

If things were done right at least.

For now, Hei was bathing in the hotspring, trying to be less pessimistic about the whole ordeal. Regardless of anything, the current situation far outweighed the war. And he was okay with that.

Immediately after the end of the war, Zuko had had Azula placed into mental health care, trying to help her recover from the fracture to her sanity that came along with her defeat. But it quickly became apparent that locking her away in a hospital was only making things worse. Instead, he had let her out, though she had to be escorted by a guard if she left the palace grounds.

Today, she was working on one of her primary triggers since the end of the war--water. Katara's little trick with encasing her in ice had been successful, but it had left the princess with persistent nightmares and a violent phobia of water. She came to the hot spring and stripped off, sliding into the water without looking at anyone else present.

She kept her head down, not wanting to meet anyone's eyes. She knew what they would think--she was the Mad Princess, she was one of Ozai's supporters. She didn't want to deal with accusing glares from peasants who had no idea what it had been like to be forced to bend to the will of that madman--and forced to pretend that she liked it, too.

When Hei heard someone approach, and saw them enter the water, Hei blinked. He would have focused more on who it might have been, but, well...

"Wasn't aware this spring was available to women as well..."

Either that or he had the wrong time, which seemed unlikely. Still, he made no move to cover himself or show embarrassment.

"I don't see why it wouldn't be," she said, still not looking up. Men and women were equals in the Fire Nation, after all, and with both sexes going away to war equally, there was very little reason why they should be kept away from each other in other spheres of life.

"Just...mind your own business and leave me alone. I don't want to deal with your misconceptions right now, I came here to soak."

"Considering how your family took away that peace for a while, I'd get used to the attention."

He reclined more against the edge, sighing. So many questions now popped up into his mind.

"Why are you out here anyway? I never heard you getting a pardon."

"I was never charged with anything. Because, unlike you, my brother knows a few things about what happened. So leave me alone, I don't owe you anything," she snarled.

"Enlighten me then. If you want people to change their minds about you, then share who you really are to me."

This could either go really good or very poorly.

"I don't owe you anything. Just leave me alone," she repeated, and turned her back to him. She wasn't going to entertain this, she wasn't going to bare her deepest secrets to a stranger just because he was curious.

He sighed again. Normally he would have dropped it at that. But something kept nagging at him. Perhaps something in the water was slowly influencing him.

"Isolation is not the best friend to make. Believe me on that."

"Your morbid curiosity does not a friend make."

But the magic was starting to get to her. Why was it she didn't want to tell him, again?

"It's not like you ever wanted to listen before. Why do you care now?"

He shrugs. "I assume we are a bit alike. We were both made for fighting, for killing."

"I never asked for that. Do you really think that just because I didn't get a scar that my father loved and cared for me? I was his pawn, and unlike Zuko, nobody ever offered me a chance to escape."

He took note of that. Interesting. They were more alike, though he knew of few people that could be intimidating as Ozai.

"That doesn't make people like us less guilty," he said, now looking at her. "Life is unfair of course, but once blood is on your hands, you can't just wash it away and hope one will not notice."

"Funny you should put it that way. Because I never killed anyone. In fact, my greatest crowning glory, capturing Ba Sing Se, I accomplished without a single life lost on either side."

It was true. Although she was cold-hearted and efficient, she had never taken a life. But so many people assumed that she had, just because she was on the 'wrong' side. That was why she didn't want to talk to people, because they all thought they knew her, when they didn't understand the situation at all.

"I thought you of all people would have known that. More fool me for thinking you'd be any different to everyone else," she sighed. She was here with him, after all, she obviously considered him close, if she'd be willing to talk about this with him.

But that just made it hurt worse, that he was blithering the same assumptions and accusations as everyone else. Didn't he know her better than that?

He raised a brow. Not at the lack of loss of life, but what else she said. "And what made you think of me that way?"

Before he knew it, he was suddenly closer to her. His mind failed to pay attention to other details, making it that much harder to do anything more rational.

She looked at him strangely. "I... I mean, we've been together long enough," she said, peering up into his face. She was surprisingly small, very petite.

"I would have thought you'd know who I am, underneath the reputation. I don't know why I agreed to come here, it's pretty obvious we're through," she sighed.

But her face wasn't one of steely resolve, or even acceptance. She looked crushed, and surprisingly vulnerable.

Something was definitely off, but Hei was being swayed by the waters of the spa, not helped with Azula's face. It hurt seeing her like this. Moving closer to her, his arms wrapped around her body, suddenly hugging her close to his well-toned body.

"I just wanted to get to know you more," he spoke softly, frowning as well. "I'm sorry. Putting you on the spot like that...I know I wouldn't like it either if I was in your position."

She pressed herself against him, sliding her arms around him in return. Her heart felt fluttery from his touch, she needed more of it. "We shouldn't be arguing," she murmured, trailing her hands over his back.

"I need you right now... I'm struggling so much, just to keep my head up... Everyone is judging me and jumping to conclusions, they think they know everything. But they don't know what my father did to me, they don't know about how he abused me and forced me to obey him..."

She looked up at him with a pleading expression. "You're all I have left... You're all I ever had, really. I can't take it when we're fighting...I don't want to be alone!"

She hid her face against his chest, crying softly. The springs had thoroughly twisted her memories. She remembered dating him for some time, but finding their relationship crumbling after the end of the war.

That was why they'd come to the spring, to spend some time together and work on their relationship. She didn't want to lose the one person who had shown her kindness and affection.

How sad that it was only an illusion. There had never been anyone who had cared for Azula.

He smiled softly, the fake memories becoming dominate as he rubbed her back. He was with Azula to help her, to see someone beyond the woman others feared her as. No matter what, he'd help her as best as he could. To have everything crumbling around her, who knew what would happen.

Pulling back a bit, he presses his lips against hers. She needed to know he'd never leave her, and he had to show it too.

She kissed him desperately, shifting her arms to pull him close. If she could just convince him to stay with her... She started kissing down the side of his neck. She'd show him how much she needed him... She'd do anything he wanted today, even if it was kinky or unusual.

"Hei... I want you. I want to show you a good time, we can do anything you can think of... I won't say no to anything..."

He sighed at each kiss she gave to him. At this rate, being so close and together like this, he would not refuse her, and do as much as he could as well. He shifted, sitting up on the edge of the spa and revealing more of himself.

"Perhaps you can start here with your mouth?" he suggested, guiding her hand to his length.

She had never done that before. In fact, she'd never done any of this before, though the springs gave her the memory of a first time with him. The magic here clearly wanted no excuses for them to not have sex, perhaps the springs fed on sexual energy.

But she had promised him no refusals. She wrapped her fingers around his length and carefully began to stroke him. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his tip, and then slowly sucked him into her mouth.

He was large, and she was unaccustomed to this. She wasn't even sure she could take him in all the way.

[[OOC - feel free to be rough with her, or demand she do things that she'd never normally agree to~]]

[ooc: gotcha!]

He sighed as she took him into her mouth. It really had been a while since his body enjoyed such a sensation, though with the memories, it didn't seem that long ago. In reality, his life had been far too busy to indulge in such activities.

His hands went to her head, stroking her hair, encouraging for more.

She pressed down until her eyes watered and she was sure she'd gag, then pulled back to inhale air through her nose. She kept him at least partially in her mouth, rolling her tongue across his shaft before she bobbed her head down again, taking him as deep as she could.

She let out a soft moan through her nose, which made her mouth vibrate around him as the sound escaped.

He moans again at the way she worked away at him, his length twitching and growing harder with each lick she gave. One hand fell to his side, as the other lightly gripped at her hair for more.

"How about a 69 this time? Only fair."

And he did want to help satisfy her as asll.

She pulled back and panted softly. "If... If that's what you want... Anything to keep him interested, to keep him from leaving her. She got out of the water and laid down beside the spring, spreading her legs to make herself available to him.

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