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Naruto Namikaze sat in silence, listening closely to the war meeting taking place. He heard the various voices of older men shouting, screaming at one another for control. The cold steel walls reverberated the noises like an endless sea of birds squaking.

His peach-toned skin, muscular build, whisker marks, and blonde hair made him a unique individual. He sat in a Fire Nation uniform, digesting every piece of information intently.

He was currently seated in the War Chamber within the Fire Nation Royal Palace, an honor only granted to the most courageous of men. Generals, admirals, military officials, and the Fire Lord himself were among those present.

Ozai, the current leader of the Fire Nation, sat with a frown on his face. Sitting at the head of the table allowed him to dictate the pace, but right now, he seemed annoyed. The leaders within his nation sounded like a group of clucking chickens.

"Enough! You are all grown men, act like it!" Ozai roared, slamming his fist into the wooden table. "The youngest one here is acting more mature than all of you!"

Naruto let a hidden smirk spread across his face at the unintentional compliment. Being an 18-year-old young man made many people look down on him, but he didn't mind. He earned his position to sit here.

"First, my son runs off again after I graciously open my home to him again, now I have this! When will this shame end!" The Fire Lord thought to himself, nearly releasing a ball of flames from his own hands.

There was only so much patience one person could have.

"We're here to discuss an impending invasion heading toward our Capital! Our spies have worked hard to leak this information to us," Ozai growled, gnashing his teeth, "Quiet yourselves and behave civilly! I will not have this chamber turn into a circus!"

"Our apologies, Fire Lord Ozai," General Bujing bowed from the other end of the table. Many others followed in his stead, showing the proper respect to their leader.

Seeing that the ruckus calmed, Ozai breathed out through his nostrils. "Now, as we were saying, we only have a week left before these mongrels grace our borders."

General Shu spoke up a moment later, clearing his throat, "Lord Ozai, we've known about this attack for months. Our weapons are stockpiled, and our factories are completing the last batch of orders for thick-armored tanks. We are in the position to win this."

"Not if we act rashly, that's the same thinking that got Zhao killed when laying siege to the Northern Water Tribe," Ozai bit back, "Don't tell me what I already know. You're all my top strategists. How are we going to end this farce of a rebellion before it starts?"

Eyes glanced at one another, fearful of presenting the wrong information to the Fire Lord. Men had been burned for less offenses.

That was, until the youngest man there spoke up.

Naruto stood up with a bow, symbolizing the respect someone his age should show. Just because he was a General at a young age didn't mean he was cocky. "Fire Lord Ozai, I believe I have the proper response."

The leader leaned back in his chair, gesturing with his hand for the young man to carry on.

"We know their attack will come during the solar eclipse, hoping we will be left defenseless without our firebending. They are hoping to end the war in 8 minutes, which is our biggest advantage."

"How so?" Ozai questioned, not following along.

"The way I see it, we have two options," Naruto raised two fingers. "We can lull them into a false sense of security by drawing back. Have them reach as far inside with little resistance, and launch a pincer counterattack when the eclipse is over. However, I'm not fond of this option due to the potential loss of many lives in the chaos."

"And the other option?"

Naruto smiled wildly at this, "We fortify every inch of our nation's Capital. We make them earn every centimeter of land with blood. By the time the sun returns, we'll be prepared to crush whatever remains."

Ozai seemed intrigued at this proposition. His eyes gleamed with a certain sick gaze that could often be found in his daughter. Just as he was about to open his mouth, General Mung shot from his seat.

"Lord Ozai, I was just about to recommend the same thing-"

"SILENCE! You forget your place, General Mung!" Ozai screamed, his eyes turning into daggers. The man stiffened, understanding what he meant. He had broken protocol by abruptly interrupting his leader, his action looking disrespectful.

Realizing he lost the opportunity to take charge and give himself a career boost, the General bowed in shame before sitting himself.

"Continue," Ozai spoke calmly, bringing his gaze back to Naruto.

"They'll be approaching on ships and submarines, our leaked information confirmed that. With that in mind, the first obstacle they will have to cross is the Great Gates of Azulon." Naruto explained as if speaking about the weather, "If I had to guess, they will try to submerge under the gates. To cripple them before they get started, I suggest we plant various underwater mines."

"Won't the waterbenders locate these bombs immediately? What's to say they won't try and redirect them against our gate? Or even our Capital?" Ozai asked, not giving way just yet.

"That's why we modify the mine with a hair trigger. The slightest movement after it's been set will detonate the device. If the waterbenders so much as sneeze at it, it'll blow them to pieces," Naruto replied, keeping eye contact the entire time.

Many men in the room shifted uncomfortably as a silence overtook them. They didn't know what was going on in their leader's head, who only narrowed his gaze at Naruto.

A moment later, they took a deep breath seeing a smile play across his face.

"Good, keep going," Ozai spoke, "General Bujing, make sure we have our weaponmakers deploy these mines under the Gates of Azulon. I want as many as possible in those waters."

"Understood!" Bujing nodded, making a mental note.

"Afterward, if they haven't lost morale yet, they'll keep going. Crawling over the dead bodies of their allies will certainly mess with their focus," Naruto added, "Our harbor gates and shoreline ballistic state that we have now are good, but I suggest reinforcing them. Adding upgrades won't hurt."

Ozai hummed, allowing Naruto to continue.

"We funnel them into chokepoints, make their progress painful and slow. They'll have to fight through multiple lines before catching their breath," Naruto spoke in an authoritative tone, countless strategies rushing through his mind. "When the sun comes back out, they will know their efforts were futile. We keep our war balloon and airships on standby throughout the entire assault. Once the eclipse is finished, we have them swoop in to capture whatever prisoners remain."

For a moment, you could hear a pen drop in the room. Complete silence reigned supreme as every person digested the tactical strategy Naruto proposed.

Ozai was the first to respond.

"Hahaha! Amazing! You have a mind beyond your years!" A rare smile of pride spread across the man's face. "You prove my decision to make you my heir right every day!"

"I only serve to make you and Princess Azula proud, Lord Ozai," Naruto bowed with a fist to his chest.

"Yes, yes," Ozai laughed, feeling pleased at having such a valuable asset. "If only my dimwitted son were half the man you are, then maybe I wouldn't have banished him in the first place."

It was decided, preparations had to be made. The War Chamber was buzzing for hours after the fact, finalizing decisions.

Naruto walked out of there with a burning sense of accomplishment.

...

"Lady Ursa, it's a rare pleasure to see you," Naruto bowed as he saw the woman turn a corner in the palace.

Ozai's wife was a beauty in Naruto's eyes. She was soft-spoken, graceful, and gorgeous. She had long brown hair that framed her gentle features. Her eyes were always warm, being deep brown. Her red and gold robes were a sign of her royal status.

She stood at 5'6, being shorter than his 6'0 frame.

"Please, no bowing," Ursa smiled faintly, eyeing the various medals pinned to Naruto's chest. He was still in his Fire Nation uniform that clearly outlined his muscles. "I was actually looking for you."

"Hmm? Is that right?" Naruto cracked a small grin, standing straight.

"Is that so wrong? You are going to marry my daughter after all," Ursa joked, a light giggle escaping her lips. The whiskered blonde was the only person nowadays to make time for her.

Being in an arranged marriage with Ozai had taken a toll on the woman. After birthing two children, Ozai never touched her again. He found her to be nothing more than breeding material.

He didn't shower her with love. He didn't take her on dates or give her presents. She was simply the mother of his children, nothing more. It had taken a mental toll on Ursa in the early years of their relationship.

Thankfully, before any drastic decision could be made, Naruto had entered their lives. Ursa could still remember the day he entered the Royal Palace all those years ago. She had even found him dashing back then.

His father, Minato Namikaze, had been a General for Ozai before perishing in a siege on the Earth Kingdom. His mother, Kushina Uzumaki, had sadly passed away during childbirth. That left Naruto as an orphan in this life.

However, despite it all, he didn't collapse. He joined the military like his father before him, proving himself at every point. After graduating from military school at the top of his class, he was placed in a platoon on the frontlines.

Battle after battle, fight after fight, Naruto always came back. He went from rookie to captain in a short time. By the time he was 16, he was leading men into battle.

Then came his biggest achievement, capturing the Northern Water Tribe after Zhao's failure. His swift victory earned him a spot amongst the other Generals who were three times his age.

His reputation had preceded him, making him stand out with the sunny locks of his hair. When enemies saw his whiskered face, they often turned tail.

Ursa found his monikers to be inspirational. They often called him the Sunbright Commander or the Violet Warlord, depending on who was speaking about him.

Ozai couldn't deny the gem in his forces. Realizing that this young man was in great shape, an expert conversationalist, and fiercely powerful, he decided to join their bloodlines together. Azula was betrothed to him months ago, making them engaged under Fire Nation Law.

Now, on the cusp of another military spectacle, Ursa found Naruto to be charming. Despite the heavy fog in the palace, whispers of an invading force, he seemed to be calm. Calculated. As if nothing were out of place.

Ursa wished she had her son-in-law's confidence. He could put the world on his shoulders and stand firm, that much she believed.

"Ooh, it seems I spaced out for a moment! My apologies," Ursa voiced, breaking her trip down memory lane. She glanced up to keep eye contact, his taller frame sending shivers down her spine. "I only wished to give you this."

Reaching into her pocket, Ursa retrieved a beautiful wedding ring. It gleamed in the sunlight, adding to the dazzling finish.

Running a thumb over the band, Naruto blinked in surprise. It was warm to the touch, shaped by years of meaning. The polished metal carried a diamond gemstone that was reserved only for the richest clients. The curves were smooth, the design was intertwining, and the material was built to last.

"This has been passed down through my family for generations," Ursa smiled, "It's to be given when the next female heir is ready for marriage. I've used it long enough, and now I wish for my daughter to have it. It would mean a lot to me if you could give it to her when you join in union."

"Of course," Naruto palmed the ring, placing it in his pocket. "Thank you for the gift. It means more than anything."

Ursa hummed with a motherly smile, "I must be going now, but don't be a stranger! Don't forget our morning tea and bird watching!"

"I wouldn't dream of it," Naruto assured, giving a final bow of respect.

With a final look over the piece of eye candy, Ursa shuffled her way out of sight. Her motherly hips and broad backside made Naruto do a double-take, making him think of dirty thoughts.

"You're already banging her daughter, why not fuck her too?"

"Seriously, Kurama? What do you think I am, some horndog?" Naruto responded mentally, almost chuckling in real life.

After being born in this life, Naruto had grown up with the same parents he had previously. To his surprise, Kurama managed to jump over with him. However, in this world, he was no longer a Biju. Instead, the Nine-Tailed Fox had become a spirit.

"You can barely hold back as it is," Kurama chuckled from within his mind, "Seeing you go about your daily life is much better than being in this damned space anyway. Dealing with floating animals gets boring after a decade."

His companion was located in the Spirit World, a parallel reality of sorts. Naruto had visited a few times and knew what Kurama was talking about. It was inhabited by all sorts of beings. Thankfully, their mental connection never faded despite being worlds apart.

He hadn't called upon the fox's power in this life since he didn't need it, but Kurama always offered it. Their bond had been built up to a point that it couldn't falter, new lifetime or not.

Instead of using chakra, Naruto was gifted with the ability to firebend. His flames were a bright purple, illuminating with shades of violet. It was even hotter than Azula's blue fire, a fact that annoyed her to no end.

While on the battlefield, he also picked up another useful skill: Lightning Generation. He had seen it be used by Azula and picked up information from her teachers. Weeks later, he was able to conjure it at will.

Naruto was one of the more advanced lightning users within the known pool. He could summon it within seconds, shooting bolt after bolt if he wanted. He could hold it for a minute straight, channeling the energy into a continuous bolt.

His prowess over Azula in this field also irritated her. He loved to tease her about it.

Naruto's feet carried him to the one room within the Palace he loved to frequent. With a cocky grin, he delivered a few light taps against the door.

"Who is it?" Called a female voice from within.

"You're one and only," Naruto responded.

"Urghhh..." The voice sounded exhausted. At first, it seemed they weren't going to answer the door. However, after a second, a loud click rang out.

"Well, you sound happy to see me," Naruto teased, "May I come in?"

"You're lucky Ty Lee and Mai aren't around to see me let you inside," Azula grumbled with a glare, "I haven't forgotten how you embarrassed me last time around them."

"Showing affection in public is embarrassing? All I did was kiss your hand," Naruto feigned ignorance, enjoying how Azula riled up with a few words.

"You sucked on my fingers one by one! I think Ty Lee got wet from it because she wouldn't shut up about it!" Azula fired back, a blush spreading across her face. With a tired sigh, she decided to drop the conversation and step aside.

The Princess of the Fire Nation was a striking young woman. Her youthful appearance was a sign of her young age, being only 18 years old. Her high cheekbones, defined jawline, and commanding presence earned her the respect of many.

Her eyes were a piercing gold, always calculating. Her hair was a glossy black-blue, which was pulled into a topknot. Her posture was straight, every movement controlled. Even now, she looked dangerous.

Her outfit was more casual, dressed in only black pants and a gray shirt. Her beauty shone through despite her attire, a beauty that Naruto found irresistible. Her height of 5'4 made Naruto's frame encompass her completely.

"You haven't changed a single thing in here," Naruto whistled, taking a look at Azula's bedroom. Her belongings were in the same spot, with crimson paint and flame crests littering the walls. It was in perfect order.

Her large bed sat against the back wall, the bedframe made of blackwood. Her sheets were a dark silk, smooth and without a wrinkle. Her desk nearby was stacked with scrolls, war maps, and strategy pieces. A sign that she liked to study tactics in her free time.

"Why change perfection?" Azula smirked, closing the door behind her. Raising a brow, she eyed the back of Naruto's head, "You're rather brave for seeing me in my quarters. Even if we're promised, rumors could spread. My father may even ask for your head."

"I've been coming here since we first started seeing each other," Naruto responded while walking further into the room, his hands folded behind him. "Besides, your father needs me more than he wants to admit. After all, I am the best firebender under his control."

The air moved around them, a sudden blue hue coming from Azula's hand.

Without skipping a beat, Naruto moved his head. He gripped Azula's wrist, tightening his hold with a grin until she dropped her flames. Pulling her around, he dodged her other fist and interlocked their fingers together.

He pulled her flush against him, staring down at her with a teasing grin. She responded by scowling, her hands struggling against his.

"Let me go, asshole!" Azula grumbled, unable to knee him in the gut due to their close proximity.

"You're so easy to read and rile up. I thought digging your head in books all day would've shown you not to be predictable," Naruto hummed, "There's no need for the hostility, my Lovely Princess."

"Don't call me that! You know I don't like it!" Azula growled, trying to fight back the blush on her face.

Deciding not to antagonize her any longer, Naruto decided to get down to business. To achieve what both wanted but didn't say aloud.

The feeling of their bodies on one another.

"Hmmngh! Hmm!" Azula was startled, feeling a pair of firm lips upon hers. Naruto's hand let go of her wrist, snaking down around her waist. He felt like a pillar of muscle, easily able to secure her.

She had the perfect opportunity to strike for his comment. Instead, she melted into the kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck.

"Nngh! You fucking, smooch~, jerk!" Azula panted, their tongues dancing together. "You can't keep, smooch~, doing this to me!"

It would've boggled many to know that Azula had a lover. People knew she was betrothed to Naruto, but to actively sleep with him was another story.

It had all started when news of their engagement first hit their ears. Naruto realized that if he was going to be in an arranged marriage, he wanted to make it work. That's when he truly began to know who Azula was.

"Don't act like it's all, smooch~, me. You know you want this, even if you don't like admitting it," Naruto spoke while biting Azula's lower lip.

"Mmh! Whatever," Azula huffed, responding by molding into Naruto's firm grasp. A tiny, girly part of her liked to know that her man was strong. Her dominant attitude was impressive, but there were times she wanted to be taken care of.

Ty Lee and Mai, her best friends, had often teased her about Naruto. He was seemingly the only person on this planet to make her act like a normal woman. He didn't treat her like some fragile being, nor like some dictator, but as her. As Azula.

Even Azula had to admit, his charm wooed her before she had a chance to act.

Naruto ran his tongue along the bottom of Azula's teeth. He explored every inch of her mouth, tasting the green tea she had been drinking earlier. With a grunt, he threw her on the bed and landed atop her effortlessly.

The two started disrobing one another in a frenzy of lust. The passion in the air was palpable.

Azula's creamy flesh, blemish-free and smooth, was slowly exposed. Her tits spilled out as Naruto tore her shirt away, being heavy C-cups. It revealed her toned stomach and small waist. Hardened strawberry nipples with small areolas greeted Naruto's hungry gaze.

Naruto's uniform was tossed aside by Azula's skillful hands. Medals pinned to the fabric swayed in the air as they hit the floor. His abs, peach-toned flesh, and cocky smirk made Azula purr in satisfaction. She hit the jackpot when it came to taking this man to her bed.

"See something you like?" Naruto joked, pressing his forehead against Azula's. Blue eyes meet amber, both shining with arousal.

"Hardly, I'm just using you to get myself off. A boytoy if you will," Azula fired back, a cheshire grin across her sharp features.

"Speaking of boytoy..." Naruto hummed, leaning down to kiss the crook of Azula's neck. The woman moaned, raking her sharp nails along his broad back. "... Do you remember that guy you were talking to when we first met? What was his name again...Chan?"

Azula immediately knew what he meant. Before her brother left the Fire Nation once again, they had taken a vacation together with Ty Lee and Mai. It brought them to the beach, where she met other males around her age.

There, she met Chan. He was a local, but Azula found him somewhat interesting. Deciding to try and attempt a relationship with him, Azula snuck him back to the Royal Palace so she could lose her virginity to him. She wanted to finally get her first time out of the way.

After her father solidified their engagement, Ozai demanded that Azula show him the Royal Palace. Their tour ultimately led him to her personal chambers, which he entered despite her protests.

That's when Naruto walked into her bedroom, finding Chan scared shitless. He knew that being caught in Azula's bedroom, especially when he was a peasant, would likely get him killed. He had begged Naruto, getting on his knees.

Surprisingly, for Azula, Naruto agreed. However, in return for keeping his silence, Naruto made him watch as he took Azula's virginity instead. The idea satisfied the dark, mischievous part of Azula's heart. After hearing such a proclamation, Azula agreed to make Chan watch.

The sex was mind-blowing. Not only was Naruto able to hit all the sweet spots in her body, but making Chan watch turned her on beyond belief.

"Bringing that up again? Oh! Ah!" Azula panted, feeling as Naruto softly suckled her neck.

"I had to run off that scrawny wimp from my woman..." He teased, gliding his tongue across her flesh, "Did you like it when he cried as I claimed you? Or when you sent him off with a cock cage, telling him never to return?"

"I was a nngh~-fool for ever thinking he would satsify me," Azula admitted, shuddering in pleasure. "Enough about him, shut up and fuck my brains out!"

Naruto was more than happy for that to happen.

...

Azula liked having sex. Losing her first time to Naruto had awakened a burning desire she didn't know was there before.

However, she didn't like feeling powerless. Her fiancé knew this and used it against her, holding her down in a mating press.

"Dammit, not this position again!" Azula whined. "Let me ride you instead!" She had her legs in the air, her painted toenails curling. Her pussy was topped with faint pubic hair, a pink slit glistening beneath labia folds.

Naruto smirked while adjusting his lower body. 10 inches of thick cock slapped against her entrance, rubbing her perky clit from side to side. Cock veins pulsed along tanned foreskin, accompanied by a heavy sack.

"Are you sure you don't want to be held down and fucked? To be stuffed like some sex toy and reamed out? You never complain when I do," Naruto cooed, rearing his hips back.

Azula chewed her lower lip, trying to contain a hearty moan.

Naruto had her folded in half, her knees pressed nearly to her ears. It was an overwhelming, possessive position designed for absolute control. His forearms braced on either side of her head, his body a wall of muscles.

She felt him a moment later.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

"Oh, god!" Azula gasped, digging her nails into her lover's back. She closed her eyes, dark strands of hair getting in the way of her face.

Naruto entered her slowly, deliberately keeping eye contact. He sank inch by inch, his prick stretching her. Her body reacted, eagerly taking his cock inside. It kept the shape of his dick from their previous romps, a reminder she belonged to him. He owned her body.

Groaning loudly, Naruto felt his cocktip press against Azula's cervix. Her tight walls convulsed and flexed, doing their best to milk him. Despite stretching her out before, she was still a tight fit.

The angle was brutal.

"What's wrong? Too deep for you, my Lovely Princess~?" Naruto spoke, his voice a low, mocking rumble. "If you can't handle it, then let me know-"

"F-Fuck that! I can take it!" Azula panted, cracking an eye open to stare into his cerulean pools. "Fuck me hard!" If she couldn't be in control of the situation, then she at least wanted to get the most out of it.

Naruto obliged her.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Azula squirmed beneath him, feeling their genitals connect passionately. She couldn't escape, no matter what. Naruto was stronger than her; he had already shown that by dismantling her surprise attack earlier.

"Yes! Yes! This is the only man for me!" Azula shouted in her mind, ecstasy filling her veins. Her father might've arranged this relationship, but she couldn't deny he picked well. The Princess was self-aware enough to know that any potential partners needed to put up with her sharp attitude.

Azula wouldn't settle for a lesser man. Therefore, when Naruto showed just how strong he could be on the battlefield, it intrigued her. His violet flames and tactical mind proved to be a deadly combination, earning him fear from people older than him.

He was ruthless when needed. Merciless. At the same time, he could make her feel like she mattered. Providing comfort both physically and emotionally.

Having an absent brother, a cold father, and a submissive mother had done wonders for Azula's psyche. If it weren't for her lover and friends, she would've likely lashed out at the smallest thing. Instead, she flourished with his support.

He completed her, and she had sunk her claws into him. If he ordered her to betray the Fire Nation, she would do it. If he wanted to fuck her mother, she'd allow it. Anything he wanted, she'd be fine with. Simply because he was there for her when she needed him the most.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

When Azula's golden, hazy eyes met Naruto's, he began to move faster. He pulled out all the way, leaving his cocktip inside and pausing for a moment. Then, with a fierce movement that shook the bed, he slammed back into her.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! MMNH!" Azula's voice echoed off the bedroom walls, accompanying the sound of flesh on flesh.

"Look at you, thrust~, releasing those sweet moans! Most people would kill, thrust~, to hear something like that!" Naruto joked, grunting while pounding his fiancée. With Azula's reputation as a cold, calculating figurehead, most tended to be wary of her. These passionate noises were a complete contrast to her public image.

"It's because I hah~-can't think with this cock in my stomach!" Azula tried to retort, her calves tensing in the air. "I can feel the damn thing down to my toes! Nngh! Oooh!"

Naruto set a brutal rhythm. He slowly withdrew, only to be followed by a sharp thrust. The Namikaze took pleasure in toying with her, dismantling the cold exterior she put up around others. Only he was allowed to hear her at her most vulnerable.

"You're more possessive in this life than your last...or maybe not. I remember you didn't let Hinata leave the house with revealing clothing," Kurama rumbled from within his mind, making Naruto smirk.

It wasn't that he was more possessive in this life; it was that he was not afraid to show it as much. He had played the Child of Prophecy perfectly, and yet, Naruto found no real enjoyment in that. This time, he didn't want to live life with regret.

Besides, this world had what they called the "Avatar." They didn't need another savior; they already had that. That meant he could do what he wanted, a much better fit in his eyes.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Naruto used Azula's cervix like a glove to masturbate his cock with. Only 3 inches remained outside, a fact he wanted to fix.

"Fucking, thrust~, take it, thrust~, like a, thrust~, GOOD LITTLE SLUT!" Naruto roared through gritted teeth.

Each thrust punched a desperate cry from her throat.

"NNNGGGHHH! MMMNPHHH!" Azula cried out, tears of pleasure streaking down her royal features. Her flexibility showed as Naruto folded her like a pretzel, her fingers leaving red nail marks down his tanned back.

His pace never faltered. His lower body continued to push and churn her insides. The loud, wet, obscene noises were like music to Naruto's ears. He pounded into her, his pelvis turning into a blur as he drove into her with inhuman force.

Naruto could feel Azula get closer, her pussy fluttering around him. Femcum squirted out, lathering their genitals in her love juices. Her labia folds spasmed around Naruto's pulsing cock veins.

"You're not going to come yet, are you?" Naruto growled, his voice ragged with exertion. Sweat poured down his body, glistening on his muscles. Leaning down, he captured Azula's left nipple into his hungry mouth.

He slurped loudly, suckling and pulling with his teeth as he fucked her brains out. Saliva spilled down Azula's C-cups, staining her pale flesh.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~! SLURP~!

Naruto shifted his angle slightly, pushing Azula deeper into a sea of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as an orgasm neared. She was on the edge.

And then, he thrusted his cock balls-deep. His swollen sack pressed against her puckering anus.

"OOOOHHHHH~!" Azula screamed, her legs shaking sporadically. Her womb was pierced, her tits were being sucked, and her body was pinned. The overwhelming sensation sent her hormones into a frenzy.

"Urgh! Damn, I never get tired of spearing your baby oven!" Naruto grunted, switching his mouth to Azula's right tit. He sucked and flicked the nub, enjoying the way his fiancée tightened up dramatically.

She felt so tight. So warm. So...perfect. Naruto would never get tired of fucking Azula's lithe, athletic frame. She was going to make a perfect wife.

He ground his hips in circular motions that hit every sensitive spot. Her inner walls gushed more discharge, her G-spot twitching from the constant contact.

She was being railed like an animal. Her lover fucked her so fiercely she wouldn't be surprised if an outline was left on the mattress.

The combination of sensations was too much for the Fire Nation's Princess. She came with a squeal, spraying a layer of liquid on Naruto's abs. The blonde sped up, reaching his limit as well.

"FUCK! S-SHIT!" Naruto screamed with a clenched jaw, letting go of the nipple in his mouth. His forehead pressed against the gap of her chest while his biceps burned from keeping her pinned for so long.

His balls stirred. His cock veins throbbed. Everything was in motion to seed his fiancée, preparing her for motherhood. They were both young, healthy, and fertile. All it would take was a fat creampie directly into her womb to knock up Azula.

Sadly, Naruto knew the repercussions that came with it. Until they were officially married, Azula couldn't bear his child. Having a family out of wedlock would certainly disgrace their image, possibly even exile them both. He was already risking a lot by bedding her.

With a heavy heart and heavier nuts, Naruto pulled out with a snarl. He leaned back, stroking his 10-inch member with rapid movements. Seconds later, he groaned as his release finally came.

SPURT~!

SPURT~!

SPURT~!

Rope after rope of thick cream splattered against Azula's body. Her saliva-coated nipples were treated with a coat of nut. It dripped down her sides, staining the fine silk below.

"I can't, pant~, believe, pant~, your stamina," Azula gasped, black bangs matting against her forehead. She mewled at the sensation of Naruto's hot cum splashing against her, reveling in the moment.

After finishing his powerful climax, Naruto released the tension in his body. With a satisfied smile, he plopped down on the bed beside his betrothed.

"Damn, I almost didn't pull out in time. One day, I'll finally get to cum inside your womb," Naruto joked, pulling Azula onto his side. Although she had a hardened personality, the Princess was a big fan of snuggling after sex. She rolled her eyes at the affectionate action, but melted into his embrace.

"Let's hope you don't cum inside before our arrangement, then we'll both be screwed," Azula hummed, digging her sweaty face into Naruto's neck. "My father would likely rip off your penis. We're already treading on thin ice by hiding our sexual encounters from him."

"Thanks for that mental image," Naruto chuckled. The two took a moment to catch their breath, happy to have another round of carnal fun under their belts. Sex was never boring between them.

"Next time, you'd better let me ride. You know that's my favorite position," Azula slowly trailed off.

"If you can beat me in our next spar, then sure," Naruto assured with a teasing grin, reaching down to cup her firm ass. He jiggled it in his palm, giving a few experimental squeezes.

"You ass," Azula weakly slapped his pectorals, a sly grin appearing on her face. No matter how much she hated it, Naruto never lost a spar against her. Even with her training, he was always one step ahead.

A sense of calmness rushed over the young couple. They basked in the afterglow of sex, taking a break from the world around them.

While his cock was still hard, Naruto didn't press for another round. When Azula was ready, she'd let him know. He learned that the hard way.

Giving her ass another squeeze, Naruto leaned down to gently smooch his fiancée's petite neck.

That's when they both heard a fierce knocking at the door.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The fist rattled the frame, making Azula narrow her eyes to dangerous slits. She hated being bothered, even more so when she was in a vulnerable situation.

"Are you kidding me?" She hissed, anger spiking every second that passed. A part of her wanted to summon blue flames and launch them at whoever dared to interrupt her.

"Just ignore them, they'll go away..." Naruto muttered, peppering kisses down her neck.

Before they could continue, the pounding on the door increased. Whoever was on the other end acted as if they were going to kick it down any moment.

At her wits' end, Azula shouted with venom in her voice.

"What is it?!"

"Princess, we've gotten word that Lord Ozai is dead!"

Both Naruto and Azula felt their eyes widen. It was perhaps the worst news to hear right before an impending invasion.

Shit just got more complicated.

Chapter Text

"Explain. NOW!"

Those two words managed to send shivers down the backs of each General in the War Chamber of the Royal Fire Palace. Although it was late at night, there was a full audience packed into the area.

Naruto stood at the head of the table, where Lord Ozai once sat. Military officials, along with the royal family and close friends, watched with wide eyes.

Azula stood next to him, gripping the wooden table with shaky eyes. Naruto knew her relationship wasn't the best with Ozai, but it must've had some impact on her. Losing your father was never easy to hear. Mai and Ty Lee were granted special privilege, standing next to her and rubbing their hands along her back. They whispered comforting phrases, but Naruto doubted it did much.

Ursa had her hands clasped in front of her, looking at the floor with an unreadable expression. It was clear that while she may not have had the best marriage, the sudden revelation was a lot to take in.

"I-It's true, General Namikaze!" General Bujing stammered, relaying the information. "Lord Ozai decided to rest his eyes before our preparations. When his servants went to check if he needed anything, they found him unresponsive. They immediately sent him to our best doctors, but he passed in his sleep."

Naruto rubbed his forehead, feeling a massive migraine form already. He had been lucky to escape Azula's room unseen, but it was one problem after another. He had to keep calm and collected, for himself and his fiancée. "Have the doctors explained what happened?"

"They claim it was a sudden heart attack. They don't know when it happened, but they believe it was within minutes of Lord Ozai falling asleep," General Bujing explained, "To be perfectly honest, I-I'm at a loss of what to do..."

"General Bujing is right, what can we do now?" General Shu asked, glancing around the room. The man was still dressed in his nightwear, likely pulled out of bed for the emergency meeting, "Without our leader, this war is finished! Once the rebels find out about his passing, we're as good as defeated!"

"That's not even considering our civilians and military. Without a figurehead to lead them, who will they serve? How quickly could their loyalty falter without a commander?" General Mung asked, nervously chewing his lower lip. "We are at risk of collapse overnight!"

"Not necessarily," General Mak spoke up from the crowd of military officials, "He did name a successor. General Namikaze."

Naruto immediately raised a hand, "Let's not start some succession war. The right goes to Azula as his daughter, end of story. Zuko was disgraced and disowned while Lord Ozai still had breath; he's not fit for taking the responsibility."

As the room spoke of what to do next, Azula took a glance over to her fiancé. Her betrothed. Her lover.

She was still grappling with these strange feelings flowing inside her heart. Azula understood respect, power, and even lust. However, depression and guilt were new. She didn't understand why her father's passing had such an impact on her.

Perhaps it was because he paid the most attention to her among her parents. Perhaps it was because he personally oversaw her training, making her feel like he cared to some extent. She couldn't quite pinpoint the problem, but that was food for thought. Right now, she had to remain strong to keep her image.

However, while she yearned for the seat, Azula paused. Was she truly qualified for the position? It was one thing wanting her father's power, to become Fire Lord, but being a good one was a different question. If she were a subpar leader, then she would only be doing more harm than good to the nation she represented. That would cement their failure.

She had been in fights, on the battlefield, but she had never led a squad. She had her friends, but not the connections within the Royal Court to sway political decisions. She could override them if needed, but resentment could build into rebellion. That was the last thing she needed as Fire Lord.

"What if we keep this news hidden for as long as possible? It would at least delay panic for a few weeks until we figure out a solution," An admiral offered, trying his best to offer some advice.

To his credit, Naruto didn't shoot him down. "It's not the worst idea, but we have to assume that Lord Ozai's death will spread soon enough. Gossip, rumors, and any spies within our ranks will ensure this gets out. We need to focus on damage control until we give an official statement. I'm more worried about how this could affect morale and the war."

"What do you mean?" General Bujing asked. He didn't question the young man's words; instead, he wanted more clarification. Despite being the youngest General, Naruto had long proved his worth.

"Our troops in the Earth Kingdom and Water Tribes may be attacked by those who feel we are weak right now. Our enemies will assume we are confused and scrambling for answers right now, which they will use as an opening to strike," Naruto spoke with years of experience behind his blue eyes. "I want to supply our strongpoints with reinforcements and supplies. Our enemies will realize they are mistaken and pay dearly for it."

"I see," General Mak spoke lowly, bringing a hand to his chin. "We can't have them thinking our chain of command is a mess. We need to be unified, strong. Reinforcing our troops would be a good idea."

"But who authorizes these shipments now? Fire Lord Ozai had full control of these types of decisions! He had the final say!" General Shu spoke aloud, "We need someone to fill his role!"

Naruto closed his eyes, thinking of what to say. He wanted to communicate a proper response; that's what people needed at a time like this. Saying things like 'I don't know' or 'we'll see' would only frustrate them more.

Unintentionally, more and more people were leaning toward his decision-making. A leader's charisma in full effect.

As for Azula, she began to ponder.

Seeing her lover stand strong, full of authority and calmness, sparked something in Azula. In that moment, she could see it. Every other man in this room was willing to go to war behind this man. That's how much trust they had in his decision.

No, she couldn't make these split-second decisions like Naruto could. She was better-suited to being sent on high-priority missions. That's where she truly shone, and she knew it.

With a heavy heart and pushing aside her ego for the first time in her life, Azula made a silent decision.

"General Shu, it's clear who is best to lead," Azula spoke sharply, standing to her full height. Her eyes, once cloudy and unsure, were now burning with fire. While she may not be the best to lead at the moment, it was clear she had the potential. "It has to be General Namikaze."

Naruto's eyes opened, full of surprise. He glanced over and stared at his fiancée's fierce look.

"General Namikaze is my betrothed, earning him a legitimate spot on the throne. He was named my father's heir and planned to take over after we married," Azula reminded, "Since my father's gone and we need a leader, we'll speed up the plan. He will make an exceptional Fire Lord."

"Princess Azula - no, sorry, - Queen Azula, are you sure?" General Mak corrected himself after a moment, "Are you willing to give up your birthright?"

"Do not question my decision again, General Mak," Azula spoke coldly, her hands clasped behind her back. "My word is final."

Former Queen Ulsa seemed to smile faintly at this. Whether it was because she finally saw her daughter bloom into a Queen or showed some motherly pride, Azula didn't know. However, she couldn't deny the warmth it brought to her heart.

Maybe this would spark the beginning of their relationship as mother and daughter once again.

Naruto looked like he wanted to say more. Instead, Azula mouthed the words 'we'll talk later' to end the silent conversation. Understanding, Naruto dropped the topic altogether.

A tense silence filled the War Chamber as each man in the room glanced at one another. For the first time in decades, they had to choose a new Fire Lord. This was history in the making, and they were bearing witness to it.

In the end, it was General Bujing who began the chants of loyalty. He gave a deep bow, his voice steady and firm.

"All hail Fire Lord Naruto. From this day forward, you have my sword. Our Sunbright Commander has become our nation's greatest leader."

The words impacted Naruto more than he thought they would. Before he could speak, the others joined in.

"All hail Fire Lord Naruto!"

The group spoke in unison, sending chills down Mai and Ty Lee's backs. Just yesterday, they treated the blonde like a common friend. Now, he had become the most important person within the country overnight. It was raw and real.

Taking a deep breath, Naruto began to act. The rules of succession could be debated later; right now, he needed to lead a country. To lead men into war, this time, as their ultimate commander.

"Give me our top strategists who aren't in this room. We're going to be here all night, and I want to look over everything personally. Also, send someone to notify Iroh. He deserves to know that his brother is gone, even if he's locked up," Naruto gave his first official order, waving his hand as someone rushed out. He glanced over to his fiancée and Ursa, his gaze softening for a moment. "Rest. When I'm done here, I'll look for you."

Azula looked away while Ursa nodded thankfully. Just before the former Princess could walk away, Naruto gave a comforting squeeze against her palm. It was enough to make the cold-hearted warrior soften.

"Ty Lee, Mai, please don't speak about anything you heard in here today. We don't need any leaks," Naruto spoke in a joking tone, trying to keep the mood light with his precious people.

"Of course! We'll be tight-lipped!" Ty Lee smiled, throwing away the imaginary zipper with a flick of her fingers.

Mai was more reserved, nodding softly, "Understood."

As the four women piled out, Naruto took a deep breath. His mind cleared, his heart slowed, and his thoughts raced. He now had thousands of people relying on his decisions; he couldn't falter here.

"Let's focus here gentlemen, we have much work to do. We need to hope for the best but prepare for the worst," Naruto clapped his hands together. "Tactics win battles, but logistics wins wars. And I want to win this war."

"Couldn't have said it better myself, Lord Naruto," General Mak smiled, already inspired by this young man.

The rest of the night was spent with war maps, future plans, and funeral preparations for Fire Lord Ozai.

Naruto had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

...

When the next day came, the Capital City was abuzz. People flocked in to see a new leader being crowned, a courtesy of their succession rituals. Those from the elites to the lower classes were in attendance. Even businesses paused to watch this special moment.

The coronation took place atop the great steps of the Fire Nation Royal Plaza. Wide stone platforms, arranged in tiers and lined with tall pillars, caught the light that streamed in. The Royal Palace's red walls and gold trims glowed behind Naruto.

Various Fire Sages stood behind the blonde, with only one standing directly behind him. The Fire Sage held an ancient headpiece, a crown for the new ruler. The tradition had been long-standing for centuries.

Guards stood at each entrance and exit, keeping a careful watch. They couldn't risk anything going wrong under their supervision. The Royal Family, consisting of Ursa and Azula, stood a few feet away with neutral expressions.

"Citizens of the Fire Nation, nobles of the court, we stand today to witness a moment that will be carved into the stone of our nation's history! Our spirit of fire has remained unbroken, its warmth guiding us to finding the next great leader," The Fire Sage shouted, holding the headpiece into the sunlight, "And I am proud to say, it has led us to our next Fire Lord!"

Naruto heard the crowd roar, his expression firm but forgiving. He stood in loose red robes, lined with golden edges. The official outfit worn by the Fire Lord.

"I'd rather be in my military outfit than this," Naruto grumbled mentally. "I can't wait to take this off."

"Haa! Still the same brat I remember!" Kurama laughed, his voice reverberating throughout the Namikaze's skull.

Naruto ignored his partner's words, but couldn't deny the slightest pull of his mouth. '

"Both destiny and wisdom have chosen our leader! One who has learned the weight of power and honor of service!" The Fire Sage continued, "Today, the dragon banners rise in their name! We present to you the next bearer of the crown and guardian of our people!"

Naruto took this moment to kneel. He knew what came next.

"By the authority of the Fire Sages, and the blessing of Agni, I present to you the rightful rule of our nation!" Naruto felt the headpiece sit atop his head. The cold steel was a reminder of his newfound responsibility. "...OUR FIRE LORD!"

Once again, the people roared from below. They cheered his name. Naruto could even see a few mothers raise their children in his honor. However, he could also see those in the crowd who were unsure. They secretly hid their true thoughts about his capability.

It was only expected. To them, he was just some military general. It was a massive jump to go from his previous career to full leader.

This was his time to spark their loyalty. He was responsible for the Fire Nation's civilians, and he would give them something to believe in.

Standing back up, Naruto spoke with a boom in his voice, "Citizens of the Fire Nation, I thank you for your hospitality. Our great Fire Lord Ozai helped lead our nation, and I plan to continue where he left off."

The cheers of the crowd quieted down. Azula and Ursa watched on with careful eyes, curious about what was coming next.

"There are many things I can say to win your favor, but I won't. Instead, I'll prove it to you through my actions." Naruto promised, "I plan to end this war...by finishing it within two months."

"Impossible!" A man shouted from the crowd. A nearby guard heard the shout and prepared to reach out to yank him out of the area. However, a shake of Naruto's head stopped the guard in his tracks.

"Let him speak," Naruto assured with a wave of his hand. "Every citizen has a right to be heard."

This stunned more people into silence. Previous Fire Lords were dictators, holding supreme control. They rarely mingled with civilians or defended them. It was a rare sight indeed.

The man gathered his voice, continuing from his earlier outburst. "How can you end this war within two months?! It's been raging for 100 years! It's not feasible!"

"I've spoken with our generals and officials. We're going to be implementing strategies that will deliver a decisive strike," Naruto spoke, believing in each word with his heart. "When this war is over, I will officially wed Azula and push us into an era of peace. We will not let Lord Ozai's effort go to waste."

He bowed deeply, showing a sign of respect to the crowd. Civilians and guards watched in stunned silence as a Fire Lord displayed humility.

"Every civilian, from men, women, and children, is under my guidance. I won't forget that. We will reign victorious and have our nation's beauty flourish like never before. Let this crown on my head mark my promise to all of you," Naruto finished.

The emotions swirled in the air, with many glancing at one another. They couldn't fathom how the war that had raged long before Naruto had been born was going to end in a span of two months. It was quite the promise.

They knew he was their Sunbright Commander. They knew he was a great military general and had Ozai's blessing. Yet, this was a different kind of challenge. He was promising something that seemed impossible.

Yet, slowly, they began to hope. They latched onto the words spoken by the blonde in hopes that they could prove true. The Royal Capital soon cheered with trumpets of noise sounding from their chests.

Children wailed with excitement. Women cried with tears of hope. Men screamed and raised their fists in support.

Azula watched next to her mother, watching the scene play out. She pondered, wondering if she could do the same in Naruto's position. In her mind, being the Fire Lord was more similiar ot her father's reign.

Cold. Heartless. Sharp. That's how Azula thought a Fire Lord should act, yet Naruto was making promises to their civilians. He bowed to the crowd, something that Azula thought she would never do. Why should he? He was the Fire Lord after all.

"I hope you can fulfill that promise...that's not an easy claim to make," Azula thought, her ears filled with the sounds of hurrah, "Two months to end this war is going to be a challenge."

As the day went on and the coronation continued, Azula made sure to keep close to her fiancé. It was important to show that she was on board with this situation, showing they were one. She knew how to play this part well, even if she wasn't the most versed in politics.

Today, they would be unified. Tomorrow, they would dive back into pushing back the rebellion.

...

Beneath the arches of the Western Air Temple, the Avatar and his companions sat in a loose circle on a stone platform. The underside of the temple loomed above them, forgotten markings etched into the stone.

It was the perfect temporary hideout for a group of warriors.

Aang sat cross-legged, his shoulders hunched slightly. His glider rested beside him, and a glow from the small fire they created flickered across his scalp.

Katara sat next to him, ankles tucked under her while arms folded against her chest. The fire bounced off her gaze, displaying the worry in her eyes.

Toph lounged back on her elbows, listening with a calm expression on her face. Her usual confident smirk was replaced by the rare seriousness of someone who was witnessing the world change.

Zuko sat stiffly, his hands digging into the soft dirt below. His face was frozen in deep thought, his eyes shaking with every second. He was coming to terms with the information dropped on him.

Sokka stood with a firm look on his face, an unwraveled scroll in his hands. His jaw was set in concentration, the shadows under his eyes representing his countless sleepless nights.

Appa lay behind the group, a wall of comforting fur. Momo sat perched on his tail, wide-eyed as he watched the humans speak.

"I...I can't believe it..." Zuko spoke softly, "My father is dead."

Sokka glanced over, almost as if he wanted to place a comforting hand on his new ally. However, he held himself back, "The messenger hawk came directly from my father's most trusted scouts. I'm sorry, Zuko, but the information has been confirmed."

"So what now? Did we just win the war without having to lift a finger?" Toph asked, finally sitting up. "Without their leader, they have no one else to lead them. This is a turning point."

"Yeah, Toph's right," Katara offered without trying to sound too cheerful. She was happy to hear that Ozai passed, but he was still Zuko's father. A friend.

Aang finally spoke up, "We may be able to avoid this war altogether now. As long as -"

"Hold up," Sokka brought up a palm, "I just read the final half of the message. It seems like a new person is in charge."

Zuko glanced upward, his eyes narrowing with confusion. "Is it my sister?" He had come here to help overthrow his father, and now, he was gone. His life purpose, regaining his lost honor, vanished overnight. He could never truly have the conversation and one-on-one he wanted with his father.

"No," Sokka spoke after a moment, his eyes narrowing at the information. "It's their Sunbright Commander. Naruto Namikaze."

"Naruto? He's the Fire Lord?" Zuko whispered back. His sister's fiancé had been his father's favorite, even choosing him as a successor months ago.

"I don't know this Naruto," Aang admitted, glancing around the group, "But maybe if we speak with him, we can come to a peaceful resolution. We don't have to keep fighting."

"I get that you're a pacifist, Twinkle Toes, but I'm not sure if this guy is. I've heard about him, he's our age." Toph spoke seriously, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. "He's a tough nut to crack. He's their youngest military prodigy. Never lost a battle."

"How do you know that?" Sokka asked with a raised brow.

Toph crossed her arms, shrugging nonchalantly, "I overheard my parents speak about a few Fire Nation things back when I lived in our home. They brought him up a few times; he was the Fire Nation's golden child. Someone that Ozai liked so much, he handpicked him to marry Azula."

"She's right, he's my sister's betrothed," Zuko confirmed with a short nod.

"I've heard whispers of his name," Katara spoke up, surprising Aang.

"You have? How come you've never brought him up before?" Aang asked with a frown, feeling as if they had replaced their old enemy with a new one.

"I didn't know if the information was true since we left before he arrived, but apparently, his squad recaptured the Northern Water Tribe."

"They did? Father never mentioned that to me," Sokka spoke in a firm tone, gripping the scroll a little tighter. If that was true, then Yue could've been in grave danger this entire time. He wanted nothing more than to rush in there and liberate them all.

However, he couldn't at the moment. Not when they were prepping for the biggest counterattack in the entire war.

"Maybe he was just following orders? Maybe we still have a chance at diplomacy with this Naruto guy," Aang offered, looking for any signs of support.

Zuko shot it down with a shake of his head, "Not likely. I know Naruto, he's just like my sister. He wants nothing more than to see the Fire Nation succeed, and not in the way we envision. He's going to shoot for the finish."

"It's fine! Our attack is still on," Sokka tried to comfort the group. As the strategist for the group, his mind was racing a million miles per hour. "Think about it, Ozai just passed. This might create some confusion in the ranks, maybe we'll even have some Fire Nation defectors who join us! A lot of people will see this war ended with his death!"

"Sokka has a point," Katara nodded, "Unless he can offer the Fire Nation's citizens a reason to continue this war, they'll force him to sue for peace. We should keep our attack during the eclipse and finish off whoever remains! Then we'll have the advantage during peace talks!"

"Since when did you get so smart?" Toph joked, snorting lightly.

"I don't want to cause unnecessary bloodshed. If we can somehow negotiate with him-" Aang tried to offer once more, only to see Zuko's expression harden.

The firebender scowled, his hands balling into fists. "I'm telling you, Aang, he's not like us. He'll push to the end until one side comes out on top. Don't risk your life walking into a trap. He won't negotiate for peace unless we show him why he should."

"As much as I like to rib on you, I don't want to see you dead, Twinkle Toes. This Naruto guy has some powerful flames from what I remember," Toph said seriously, "Trying to directly negotiate with him might just kill you. Let's keep our planned attack and go from there. We'll end the war if everything goes to plan."

"And if everything doesn't go to plan?" Aang asked, feeling anxious about it all.

"Then we'll be together to deal with it, like we always have," Katara gave a shaky smile, placing a dainty hand on the airbender's shoulder.

However, deep inside, Katara couldn't shake something. Something she didn't like at all.

The anticipation of failure.

...

Back inside the Royal Capital, things were calming down for the night. Moonlight shone on the palace with a faint glow.

The new Fire Lord was in his fiancée's chambers, no longer worried about being spotted in her room. Now that he was officially the nation's new leader, and he was with his known future bride, there would be no scandal.

Azula was a lightweight when it came to alcohol; she always had been. So when the group decided to have a few drinks of alcohol, she was immediately buzzed with flushed cheeks. Her behavior was wildly different from normal, being flirty and open.

As they said, drunk words were sober thoughts. They had drunk as a group of friends, but Mai had decided to head home before they returned to Azula's room.

However, Ty Lee had decided to come along.

The bright, energetic, bubbly young woman was radiant in appearance. She was petite, athletic, and toned through her years of acrobatic training. Her long, light brown hair was tied up in her usual ponytail.

Her smile was usually bright. Her outfit was usually a pink acrobatic uniform. However, for tonight, both things were different. Her smile was drowned in waves of arousal while her uniform was on the ground.

She was in her birthday suit, bent over Azula's bed, and being taken by the Fire Lord. Her breasts were topped with perky nipples, her ass was heart-shaped, and her long legs shook from every thrust. Her creamy flesh rippled with every slam.

The tight, creamy, wet pussy suckled Naruto's cock like a desperate whore. Her pink slit was pounded relentlessly by the blonde.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

"FUUUUCKKKKK! I'M GOINGGG TOOO CUMMM!" Ty Lee screamed, clawing at the silken bedsheets. Her eyes rolled back into her skull, too lost in the pleasure racking her body.

Azula purred, her face inches away from Ty Lee's. Her feet kicked in the air as she lay on the bed, her hands acting as a rest for her chin. "Again? This is the third orgasm you've had. I'm starting to think you're getting a little greedy."

Naruto, fueled by arousal and alcohol, couldn't stop the cocky smirk from spreading across his face. He, too, was clad in nothing but his birthday suit. "You're the one who told her to join us. She's just enjoying herself."

"Hmmm...maybe you're right," Azula tapped her chin in false thought, "I mainly said it as a joke, but I guess she had hidden feelings for you. She practically jumped at the chance to have a threesome with us."

Most women would've thrown a fit at something like this, but Azula didn't mind. Her future husband had the right as Fire Lord to have concubines if he wanted. None of their children would have a legitimate claim to the throne, which was fine with Azula. Only her spawn would get that right.

Ty Lee barely heard the conversation happening around her. She could only focus on the thick cock spearing her insides while a firm hand pulled back her ponytail, causing her back to arch.

She had barely taken half of the shaft and was starting to think she was going to pass out.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

"Nngh! Shit!" Naruto panted while gnashing his teeth, "She's milking my cock! I'm about to cum!"

Azula reached below and twisted Ty Lee's nipples, cooing sarcastically, "Does that feel good? Do you like the feeling of my fiancé's dick deep inside your pussy? Are you thankful that I'm a good friend for allowing you to get a feel?"

"Y-Yesh! I...OOOH...ARGH!" Ty Lee groaned loudly, saliva leaking from the edges of her mouth. It collected at her jaw, giving her the appearance of a slut more than an acrobat. "T-Thank you!"

Naruto pulled her ponytail a little tighter, shifting Ty Lee's back into a perfect 'U' shape. He reached down and slapped her ass, enjoying the way it shaked. "How do you feel about having a bastard? Wanna raise my children as my personal fuck toy?"

The words were mainly said in the heat of the moment, something to make the dirty talk nastier. However, Azula began to plot silently.

Why did it turn her on to know how many women her lover could dominate? How many women would likely yearn for him, only to be put back in their place by her? She was the only one who could be his official wife.

Gears in her mind began to turn, all while she flicked Ty Lee's rosebuds.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

The sounds of flesh on flesh filled the room, the stench of sex rushing into nostrils.

"Become, thrust~, my, thrust~, mindless, thrust~, SLUT!" Naruto roared, his muscles bulging from the effort. He couldn't deny how wonderful Ty Lee's furnace of a cunt surrounded his cock. "I hope you weren't talking to some boy, because you're MINE now!"

Naruto felt the sperm in his nuts bubble, eager to shoot forth. Fucking someone as bubbly and happy as Ty Lee was making his instincts run wild.

Ty Lee was a good friend, often being there for Azula when he couldn't. If he was on the field and Azula needed a shoulder to vent on, Ty Lee was present. He had always had a good impression of the acrobat, having nothing but good things to say about her.

However, at the same time, old memories began to flourish. Memories of when he ruined Azula in front of Chen, sparking a possessive emotion from his soul. If some poor sap was previously talking to Ty Lee, he was now out of luck. Nobody ranked higher than the Fire Lord after all.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Azula licked her lips as Naruto picked up his pace. His movements became more desperate, a clear sign that he was close to climax. She couldn't wait to have her turn.

"You're flexible, right? Show me!" Naruto suddenly said, letting go of the woman's ponytail. He pushed her against the wall, her saliva and tears of pleasure leaking down the surface. "Hold your leg to your head! Don't let go until I say so!"

Like a mindless drone, Ty Lee obeyed. Her tipsy state amplified this experience tenfold. Her arm wrapped around her calf, her heel slightly above her head.

Seeing Ty Lee's curled toes made Azula wet; she got off on seeing her best friend reduced to this whore. "I guess having a donkey-sized cock shoved up your quim can change anybody. Where's your cheerful personality now?" The future Queen thought, biting the inside of her cheek in arousal.

She had taken Naruto's cock before; she knew how much of a personality-changer it was. She hated how it could dominate her and turn her into a mewling kitten. However, seeing it done to somebody else for a change was nice.

It was sexy, lewd, and dirty. Just how she liked it.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Ty Lee kept her leg easily, disciplined from countless training sessions. Her fingers dug into the skin, spasming from the mind-numbing pleasure. She was practically pinned against the wall and reamed with reckless abandon.

She would have to join them for future threesomes. This pleasure was addictive.

"Thank your Fire Lord for fucking you like this!" Azula suddenly spoke, "Tell him how much you love it!"

"Thankkkk youuuu! Shooo gooood!" Ty Lee gurgled, feeling the sex machine behind her plow even faster. "I'm...shooo...LUCKKKYYYYYY~!"

A stream of juices squirted onto the bedroom wall, dripping slowly to the ground. Pink inner walls gushed and flexed around Naruto's shaft, showering it with a wave of fresh femcum.

It clamped down and milked it like a passionate lover. The sensation was enough to finally set the blonde over the edge.

Naruto reached around and squeezed Ty Lee's cute tits with both hands. He snarled and delivered a final thrust as he fired rope after rope of fresh seed. He humped and pressed himself behind the acrobat, her ass flesh feeling like a pillow against his pelvis.

He inseminated his fiancée's friend like a breeding horse.

SPURT~!

SPURT~!

SPURT~!

Ty Lee felt her cervix swallow mouthfuls of spunk. Her body shivered and squirmed from orgasmic bliss, her nerves lighting off like fireworks. The masculine hunk behind her showed her why she would never forget this experience.

"Oooohh, Ty Lee might become a mother before we know it. Tsk, tsk, tsk," Azula shook her head in faux disappointment, "She was amazing at being a hand-to-hand fighter too. You just made me lose my best combat striker, for shame future husband."

Her friend would need maternity leave soon enough if Naruto's virile sperm had anything to say.

Naruto chuckled, feeling a few drops of sweat drip down his body. "Don't worry, as I said, this war will end in two months. Ty Lee will start showing long after we've ended this rebellion."

With a soft groan, the blonde pulled out of the stretched cavern. He left behind a large hole, leaking copious amounts of white sludge. After giving a soft command, Ty Lee was finally allowed to let go of her leg.

She was slowly guided to her knees, glancing up with glossy eyes. She opened her mouth, yearning for a taste of the cock that had punished her insides.

"Ahhh!"

Naruto chuckled, laying his member across her face. He smeared it from side to side, staining the cute features with some of his musk. After a few more seconds, he finally slapped his cock on her tongue and yanked her ponytail to slide a few inches inside.

GLURK~! GULP~!

Saliva and throat slime immediately soaked up Naruto's cock. He groaned in relief, throwing his head back with closed eyes. His hand kept a firm hold on her hair, using her skull like a sex toy.

There was nothing delicate or tentative about it. It was raw, messy, and worshipful need.

"I didn't know you were such a good cock sucker," Azula joked while snaking a hand downward, flicking her clit at the sight. "It makes me wonder how nice that mouth would feel sucking on my twat."

If she couldn't dominate her lover, then his concubines would do. Azula was beginning to realize she could finally live her kinks out through these women if needed, something that was ramping up her hormones.

Of course, Ty Lee couldn't respond. Not when 5 inches of thick cock were stuffed down her throat, unable to handle the rest at the moment.

GLURK~! GULP~!

Ty Lee tried to clean up her lover in a clean manner, but it came out as a sloppy blowjob. She moaned at the taste of her discharge and Naruto's spunk, the flavors splattering against her taste buds.

Her lips stretched around the girth, her tongue flattening against the underside as she took him in the back of her throat. Naruto appreciated the act with a satisfied groan, bucking his hips slightly.

The acrobat pulled back with a wet, gasping pop as a thick strand of saliva connected her lips to the cockhead. It dripped down her chin, joining the saliva that had collected at her jaw earlier.

Instead of wiping it away, Ty Lee basked in it. She looked up at Naruto, her eyes heavy-lidded with a wicked smile on her wet lips.

"Let me give you a better tongue bath. This cock managed to give me three orgasms, it's only right!" Ty Lee spoke softly, releasing a squelching smooch on the spongy tip.

Naruto smiled, watching as Ty Lee swallowed him once more.

GLURK~! GULP~!

When she dove back in, Naruto could feel the increase in enthusiasm. Her mouth was a hot, wet, squishy hole. She alternated from deep, sucking bobs to shallow pumps. Her tongue swirled around the mushroom fold, flicking the slit occasionally.

The sounds were obscene. Soft chokes were music to Azula's ears, a sign that Ty Lee pushed past her limits. Thinking about how it would sound on her pussy made her toes curl.

Her moans sent vibrations down the shaft. Her throat relaxed, allowing for a few more inches to slide inside. Even when her eyes watered, Ty Lee kept her mouth sealed with hallowed cheeks.

She didn't mind being one of Naruto's personal women. He was handsome, kind to her, and firm in his beliefs.

The cum sloshing in her belly was just a reminder of what she could be if chosen as a concubine. Something that Ty Lee demonstrated she could excel at.

GLURK~! GULP~!

Naruto felt his dick throb hotly in Ty Lee's mouth. His thrusts picked up speed, his balls beginning to batter her dripping chin.

He used her like a cum rag.

"Lick off your juices from the wall when you're done cleaning up my fiancé!" Azula ordered. Just before she was about to say her next command, the woman paused. With squinted eyes, she couldn't believe it.

Her mother was peeking through a tiny crack in her bedroom door. Her facial expression was contorted into a silent smile, her hand snaking inside her robes. It wasn't hard to see that she was busy fingering herself, getting off to her son-in-law's actions.

With a raised brow and cocky smirk, Azula stood up from the bed. Naruto watched with a raised brow as she suddenly pushed the door open.

"Having fun, mother? I didn't take you for a lecherous pervert," Azula crossed her arms under her breasts, uncaring about her current state of dress. "However, I guess I can't fault you. With father's absence, it would make sense you'd be lonely."

Ursa suddenly opened her eyes, frozen in shock. Her cheeks flushed with red, her body stiff. She couldn't believe how her daughter caught her in the act. Peeping into their private affairs was inappropriate. "A-A-Azula! It's not what it looks like-"

"Save me the excuses, mother," Azula held up a palm, "Let's not act coy and get straight to the point."

Ursa sputtered and prepared to run from the most embarrassing moment of her life, only to feel Azula's hand on her arm. The younger woman pulled the MILF in, shutting the door behind her. After locking it shut, she turned to her fiancé with a smile.

Ty Lee was busy fingering her leaking snatch, running her tongue along the cock's pulsing veins. She moaned softly, acting like a gloryhole.

Naruto stood in surprise, unsure of why his mother-in-law appeared. He might've flirted with her before, but he never imagined he'd stand naked in front of her. He momentarily loosened his hold on Ty Lee's ponytail, but that didn't stop the woman from moaning loudly around his tool.

As for Ursa, she was in complete shock. She couldn't believe how Naruto's physique looked.

Sweat glistened off his peach-toned skin, staining his muscles. His sculpted form and well-endowed cock were a sight to behold. The thick tool was leaking femcum, throat slime, and spunk, looking like some sort of breeding weapon.

Cock veins pulsed with hunger. A set of swollen nuts brimmed with virile seed. All the while, it was being serviced by one of her daughter's friends. A lewd act that resulted in throaty noises ringing out.

It was much girthier and longer than her ex-husband's. Something that Ursa tried to push out of her mind, even if she couldn't. She admittedly took in every detail before turning her head away in shame.

Her daughter was very lucky to land such a hunk of a man. Ursa tried to feel jealous, as it was wrong, but it flared up in a dark corner of her heart. Perhaps it was why she liked to flirt harmlessly with him when given the chance.

Azula smirked, placing both hands on her mother's shoulders.

"Naruto, I want you to fuck my mother. I'll take care of Ty Lee," Azula purred, her eyes clouded with lust. Her pussy moistened at the thought, the alcohol taking full effect. "Use her and claim her as your prize. Consider it her punishment for spying on the Fire Lord; a just punishment needs to be carried out."

Ursa glanced, seeing the prick deep inside the acrobat's throat. The bulge could be seen through her neck, a testament to its masculinity. Despite just delivering a gallon of cream inside Ty Lee, it was still rearing to go. A very different reaction from the pump and chump that Ozai was. The only man she had ever been with.

Naruto blinked, wondering what to do. It was quite awkward to be caught with his dick in another woman by someone like his mother-in-law.

His answer came a moment later, when Ursa opened her mouth. Her hidden lust could no longer stay away, deciding to take the perfect opportunity. She wanted to feel a man's touch again. She wanted to feel wanted again, even if it was as a concubine to her son-in-law.

"Please...take me."

That was all he needed to hear.

Chapter Text

Naruto had never imagined himself balls-deep in Ursa, truly. He had respected her, Azula, and Ozai too much to consider the thought.

Did he like to flirt? Perhaps. Did he spend a lot of time with her? Of course. It was mainly out of a sense of duty to get to know his fiancée's family, even though Ursa was very attractive.

Now, however, everything was different. He was now the Fire Lord, and his will was the only law that mattered here.

Ty Lee moaned, lying on her back while Azula slurped up his leaking semen. She purred while eating out her best friend, causing the acrobatic to curl her toes. The pair were lost in their own world.

Ursa stood naked in her birthday suit, making Naruto's lust skyrocket. Her fat tits spilled out, topped with pink nubs. Her flat stomach, wide hips, and thick thighs made her look decades younger. Even her pussy was trimmed, being free of pubic hair. A set of puffy, creamy labia folds stared at him. Her long hair and serene features were breathtaking.

She was beautiful; there was no doubt about that.

"I never thought I'd want to fuck you so bad," Naruto mused, running his thumb over Ursa's cheek. He looked down on her, staring deep into her eyes. "As Fire Lord, I'm going to make you my lady. Not as a mother, not as an elder, but as a possession. As another set of holes to please me when I need. A concubine."

"Y-Yes, Fire Lord Naruto," Ursa stuttered, swallowing the wad of saliva in her throat. Despite being the older of the two, she felt like an inexperienced schoolgirl. Naruto excluded an air of authority that demanded her submission. Submission that she would gladly give. "B-But please be gentle."

Naruto raised a brow, "Gentle?"

"Azula's father didn't spend much time in the bedroom. I'm still new to the ways of the flesh," Ursa revealed, a blush on her face. It was embarrassing to admit, but it was the truth. Ozai only ever touched her when he needed heirs, not when he wanted sex. The man was not programmed to relieve his lust, a fact that had killed their sex life years ago.

"Hmmm...then let's fix that," Naruto smirked, "Get on your hands and knees. Present yourself to your new Fire Lord."

With a shaky nod, Ursa did as she was commanded. Listening, taking orders, this is what she was used to. Years of being subservient to Ozai had trained her in submission.

She crawled on the bed, digging her knees into the bedsheets. Azula glanced from the corner of her eyes but didn't make a move, focused on swallowing the semen from Ty Lee's snatch. However, a mischievous smirk played on her face.

After settling in, Ursa breathed in deeply. She opened her mouth to speak, but squeaked instead, feeling a presence behind her.

"Really mother? A squeak?" Azula paused her ministrations to speak, disappointment dripping from her voice. She shook her head, semen dripping from the sides of her mouth. "Naruto is going to ruin you."

The Fire Nation's Princess knew very well there were levels to sex. Naruto happened to be on the highest order, while Ursa was just a beginner. She would learn the hard way.

"Look at those mommy milkers swinging," Naruto commented from behind, digging his knees into the bed. He reached below, giving them a gentle squeeze. Both thumbs ran over the hardened nubs in a circular pattern. "I can't lie, I've always wondered how this felt. I gotta say, you have very soft skin."

Ursa moaned loudly, her hands clenching into fists. She kept her head bowed, hidden from the shame of having the younger man feel her up. It embarrassed her to have her daughter only inches away, but there was nothing to do about it now. Deep down, Ursa knew she wanted this. Her hormones screamed for it.

After enjoying the hanging breasts, Naruto leaned back. The movements made Ursa shudder, readying her body for what was to come. The femcum leaking down her thighs was a sign of her clear arousal.

"Arch your back."

It was a simple command, but one that Ursa followed dutifully. Her face burned a bright red, but her body moved. Her pussy was fully exposed to the man behind her, ready for him.

His hands landed on her hips, gripping firmly. He positioned his spongy tip against her entrance, moving slowly. The slight tingles that shot up her spine made her gasp and jerk, but she couldn't move far. Not when he had a good hold on her lower body.

Then, without warning, he acted. In one fell swoop, Ursa took another man for the first time. A man who wasn't Ozai.

And it rocked her world.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Naruto grunted as six inches of his shaft were speared at once. It was one brutal, possessive thrust. He had made a silent statement, exclaiming that he now owned her body. Nobody else would get that privilege.

Ursa was quick to voice her reaction.

"KKKKKEEEEEUUUUUUUUUU!"

Azula paused, watching as her mother was taken in the doggystle position. She could see wave after wave of discharge stain the bedsheets below. Her body twitched, squirmed, and writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Her nails scraped against the bed while her face dug into the sheets.

She looked like a complete mess.

"Urgh! Damn, you're tight for a mom!" Naruto knashed his teeth. The vice-grip of her inner walls was making his cock throb. It felt as if every inch was working to milk him dry, yearning for his seed. Ursa was a top-knotch breeder if he had to be honest. "But I'm not letting you get away that easy!"

Tightening his hold around her hips, Naruto flexed his biceps. Ursa had instinctively jerked when she came, almost making him pull out. However, he would make it clear that he was the one in control.

A strangled moan escaped Ursa's throat as her body convulsed. Azula smirked, the noises making her pussy wet, "Wow mother, I've never heard you make such a noise before. It's arousing if I'm being honest."

Ursa was far too lost in pleasure to form a proper response. Instead of answering her daughter, she was focused on trying to survive. Naruto's cock had ruined what she thought sex was capable of.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Naruto reared his hips back, delivering another brutal thrust. His pace picked up, causing the thick cushions of Ursa's ass to jiggle. The creamy, blemish-free flesh was acting as a pillow for his hips.

He drove into her with purpose. The powerful strokes made Ursa's body rock forward, causing the headboard to creak. Over and over again, the MILF was slammed into like a common whore.

Here, she was nothing more than a slut. A woman who would be repurposed to father the next Fire Lord's children. A breeding machine that was meant to serve cocks, not people. She had no place in politics when the bed was a much better option.

The sound of their flesh slapping together was loud. The wet and obscene noises accompanied their heavy, guttural breathing.

"That's it baby, fuck her. Show her who's in charge now," Azula cooed, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She placed both hands on Ty Lee's thighs, pushing down on her legs.

Naruto grunted in response, his rhythm becoming even more punishing. He couldn't help but become addicted to the soft, squishy vaginal walls around his shaft. They suckled him, massaged him, and maturely caressed him. It felt as if he stuck his cock into the softest, warmest pillow in the world. There was no better description.

Ursa panted, tears of pleasure running down her face. She couldn't deny the shockwaves of pleasure lighting up her nerves, causing her to squeal. Even so, she tried to keep a semblance of her motherly pride, "A-Azula, please...NNGH...O-OOOH! AH!"

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

"Please what, mother?" Azula sneered, "Do you want the pleasure to stop? Or do you want my future husband to fuck you harder? Because I think you want this. You love this. You've always wanted to be treated as the little slut you are."

The words caused Ursa to tremble. Here she was, bent over, and being fucked by a man whom she saw as a good young man. A young man who was intended to marry her daughter. And now, he was balls-deep inside her tight cunt. All the while, her daughter cheered it on.

Despite the shame, despite the guilt, a dark corner of Ursa's heart enjoyed the audience. It's likely why her body began to move on its own, doing its best to bring her hips back. To match Naruto's pace. Anything to keep the pleasure going.

"Look at her, the shameless slut," Azula spoke, kicking her feet behind her. "She's taking it so well. I'm sure she's feeling tight, given that my father wasn't a lustful man. She's just been desperate for a real man to put her in her place. Does she feel good, honey? Does my mommy's pussy feel good wrapped around that thick rod?"

Naruto growled, sweat rolling down his forehead. "She's milking me for everything I got. It's like she was meant to be a barefoot, pregnant servant."

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea," Azula laughed. She glanced over, tilting her head with a sarcastic tone, "Would you like that, mother? To serve my fiancé and carry his children? Wouldn't that be so nice? We could even get pregnant together and raise our children!...mine would inherit the throne, however."

Leave it to Azula to worry about a potential power struggle in the middle of a foursome.

SLAM~! SQUELCH~!

Ursa's mind flooded with visions of that potential future. Whether Azula was being serious or not, she could see herself with a fat belly. If she were knocked up around the same time as her daughter, they would be carrying the same man's children. It was a hot, sensual thought that she yearned for.

She felt the aftereffects of her earlier orgasm, causing every thrust to feel euphoric. Many smaller orgasms chained off Naruto's movements, causing her to stay in a constant state of mind-numbing pleasure. It was like drowning in a sea of sex without a boat; there was no end in sight.

"S-Slow down darling! I can't...UUGHH...c-cant keep...HMMN...FFGHH!" Ursa's muffled pleas fell on deaf ears. The sound of her hips smacking Naruto's pelvis was the only thing that filled her ears. She was unable to even form a sentence.

Naruto chose this moment to reach around, his fingers finding Ursa's clit. He rubbed it in tight, harsh circles. The dual sensation caused Ursa to spasm, reaching another powerful climax. Without warning, she shouted into the bedsheets. Her hands bunched into fists, spraying another wave of femcum down Naruto's shaft.

The sight of his mother-in-law coming undone on his cock a second time proved to be enough for Naruto. Azula cheered from the side, a smile stretching across her face. Vaginal walls clamped down, eager to get their prize.

With a final, balls-deep thrust, Naruto couldn't hold back his climax. He threw his head back, keeping a white-knuckled grip on the MILF's waist. All 10 inches of cock were sheathed inside, spearing the cervix open.

The violent throbbing of his cock veins and clenching of his sack did the rest.

SPURT~! SPURT~! SPURT~!

Naruto groaned as he emptied himself inside the MILF. He stayed hilted to the base, ensuring that every drop of seed would stay inside.

"And just like with Ty Lee, you've impregnated another woman," Azula joked with a hum, licking her lips sensually. She could see her sweat-stricken mother gasp, experiencing the flood of spunk. "Do you feel the warmth deep in your womb, mother? Can you imagine the millions of sperm looking for a virile egg right now? To think you'd get pregnant again by my fiancé of all people. What would our people say?"

Ursa didn't respond; she couldn't. She was only able to feel the generous helping of Naruto's cream before passing out. The MILF collapsed on the sheets, unable to keep herself upright any longer. Her inexperience was on full display for the group to see.

"Fuck...that was a lot..." Naruto sighed in relief, slapping the curvy rump softly. The vaginal walls continued to milk him, squeezing out every drop from his heavy sack. It was clear her body wanted this, even if she wasn't conscious. The blonde chuckled as he squirted out the last few ropes, "I guess you'll have another sibling soon enough."

His virile seed was sure to knock up the older woman. That much was sure.

"That was hot..." Azula whispered, closing Ty Lee's legs as she leaned back. A glance over her shoulder caught Naruto's attention, "...but I want my turn now."

Naruto wasn't opposed to that at all.

...

"Give me the report."

Naruto sat at the head of the table in the War Chamber of the Royal Palace. As the newly crowned Fire Lord, he held all the authority. Whether his Generals respected him or not was irrelevant at this point. They were forced to obey.

General Bujing cleared his throat, standing up. "We-"

"I apologize, General Bujing," Naruto began, "However, could we have Admiral Shiro read the report?"

"Of course," General Bujing nodded without question. The request was odd, since this was a duty for a general, but he didn't dare question the command. He reached back and placed the document into the hands of another man.

An admiral sitting toward the back of the room stood up, clearing his throat. He seemed shaky and unsteady, as if he hadn't expected to be called suddenly. The document was visible in his hand as his eyes scanned the sheet. He was a young man in his early twenties. His brown hair, dark eyes, and military uniform gave him the appearance of an average military officer.

"Our preparations are doing great so far, Fire Lord Naruto. Our reinforcements have been sent to our positions in the Water Tribe and the Earth Kingdom. We're slowly finishing the enforcements on our Royal Capital. The underwater mines are reported to be in perfect condition."

Naruto nodded. He seemed to ponder the words, closing his eyes while folding both hands. He didn't say anything for a minute, letting the silence take hold.

As each second ticked by, each general glanced at the others. Slowly but surely, an awkward tension filled the air. However, no matter how they felt, they didn't dare question their Fire Lord. They remained quiet, wondering what the issue was.

Just as the silence became unbearable, Naruto spoke. His voice was low, firm, and quiet. It echoed off the walls, full of authority.

"How much did they pay you to disgrace your lineage, Admiral Shiro?"

"I-I'm sorry, I don't understand," The admiral sputtered, unsure of what to say. He glanced around the room, only to get confused looks in return. Even the other officials were lost.

Instead of immediately responding, Naruto reached into the inner coat pocket of his uniform. He retrieved a crumpled piece of paper, something that he tossed onto the center of the table. "Earlier this morning, our guards intercepted this message that attempted to go out. It was on a messenger hawk that we didn't authorize to fly. If we weren't vigilant, it would've revealed our recent plans. Our planning and tactics would've been spilled to the enemy, leaving our security compromised. General Shu, take that paper and pass it around. I want everyone to see it for themselves."

The man nodded, grabbing the document. He unfurled the edges, furrowing his brows while digesting the information. Once he finished, he passed it to the right. A murmur of whispers sounded out in the room. It was clear this was news to them.

"I see," Shiro swallowed a wad of saliva, "But what does that have to do with me, Fire Lord Naruto?"

Naruto narrowed his eyes, his whisker marks almost darkening. "Do not take me for a fool. Your name was attached to the paper, albeit in a poorly coded message. I don't know how long you've been working with our enemies, but that ends TODAY!" His fist slammed into the wood, shaking the table. "As Fire Lord, it's my duty to preserve our people. And you've just done the worst thing you could in your position. You've betrayed that uniform and our citizens."

"I-I...P-Please..." Shiro glanced around the room, finding no allies in the men. They seemed to harden their gaze, itching to beat him. The only thing holding back the warriors was Naruto's word.

With no other option, Shiro bowed. Tears fell from his eyes, staining his uniform.

"I'm sorry, Fire Lord Naruto! I'm sorry for the trust I've betrayed!" He shouted, sobbing loudly. "I didn't want to help those heathens, but I-"

"I don't want your excuses. I had you read that report to realize what you were compromising. To feel the impact on your shoulders," Naruto growled, standing up out of his seat. "You are a traitor! You bring dishonor and shame to your family! I should have them all executed for even associating with you!"

"Please!" Shiro begged, sniveling loudly. At that moment, he didn't seem like a battle-hardened official at all.

The earlier paper had finally reached Naruto once more. Each person read it, realizing that Naruto was right. There had indeed been a traitor in their ranks.

Sitting back down, Naruto inhaled loudly. He leaned back in his chair, gripping the armrests tightly.

"You disgust me...but I don't want you dead," Naruto spoke calmly, "No, killing you wouldn't do any good now. Instead, I want to see you write your report. You're going to the usual meetup spot with your contact and handing it off like nothing's wrong. In return for sparing your family, you're going to give me names. Tactics. Conversations you've overheard. Anything you know so far about the rebels will be mentioned to me."

With a quick snap of his fingers, two guards immediately locked the double doors into the room. All eyes shifted to Shiro, who remained in the bowing gesture. He was too ashamed to meet their gaze.

"Look at me, Admiral Shiro." Naruto's voice was a mixture of deadly and stern. With much reluctance, Shiro stood up with puffy red eyes, "If you don't do what I say, exactly as I say, your entire family will suffer for your actions. Make your decision, NOW!"

"I will do, sniff~, whatever you tell me, Fire Lord Naruto!" Shiro sputtered, "I will do anything you need!"

Naruto remained quiet, eyeing the man up and down. It was only after he felt convinced that a small nod escaped his form, "Good. It goes without saying, but your rank is stripped. If you cooperate, you'll get a reduced prison sentence. Consider it your punishment for even considering taking their side."

"I understand, thank you for your generosity!" Shiro bowed again.

A quick snap of his fingers unlocked the doors.

"You're lying through your teeth," Kurama rumbled inside his head, laughing loudly. "You were never going to touch his family! You just said that to terrify him!"

Naruto kept a calm expression on the outside while internally responding, "Of course not, they're innocent in all of this. That doesn't mean I won't have them properly vetted by my men, but if they pass, then it's clear Shiro was working alone. I still have a duty to them as well, considering they're civilians."

He had the power of a dictator, that was clear. Ozai had ruled with an iron fist, which was well within his rights. While Naruto definitely used it to his advantage, such as taking care of Shiro without a trial, he also wanted to be fair. His people mattered the most.

As Shiro was dragged by the guards and escorted out, Naruto remained steady. He still had a meeting to get through. "Now that our traitor has been addressed, let's continue."

General Bujing nodded, standing back up, "We evaluated new reports from our spies and confirmed everything is still the same on the rebels' side. They still plan to attack on the day of the Eclipse just as we calculated. Some soldiers are concerned that the eight minutes without our firebending will be costly. They're not sure how to fight."

"Because they've relied on their bending, not that I can blame them," Naruto sighed. To earn his moniker as the Sunbright Commander, he had mastered numerous forms of hand-to-hand combat. Even if his firebending was taken away, Naruto knew he could hold his own in a fight. Sadly, it didn't seem that the average soldier carried the same sentiment. "Have them within designated stations. Get them behind artillery and behind walls. When the sun goes out, I want every soldier to know where they need to be."

"Understood," General Bujing responded.

"Furthermore, we need to run pre-checks on our warships and war balloons. I don't want a single step of our plan to go awry due to something as mundane as equipment failure," Naruto ordered. "Record our chokepoints and notify the proper leaders. We don't need our men there at the wrong time and dying from friendly fire. I want our plan to succeed even if I'm not there. That's how prepared we need to be."

The men in the room respected Naruto's decision. Despite being young and newly crowned, he was taking charge. Taking leadership that could very well help them win this war. A war that had raged on for the majority of their lives.

"You know, hearing you speak like that is something. I'm actually starting to believe we could end this war in two months," General Mak smiled.

"I meant every word I said during my coronation," Naruto smirked. He had the plan, manpower, and military to make it happen. All he needed was to make sure everything was in motion.

The atmosphere in the room slowly lessened. Smiles and confidence bloomed in their hearts, eager to follow their Fire Lord. A man who was proving what their nation was truly capable of in the right hands.

At that moment, General Shu decided to voice his thoughts. With a quick nod from Naruto, the man was permitted to speak. "I don't mean to disrespect you, Fire Lord Naruto, but how did you know Shiro turned traitor?" In his eyes, it was almost impossible to catch a traitor that quickly. Even if the messenger hawk was unauthorized to fly, it was difficult to spot a random message out of hundreds.

"Let's just say we have special spies of our own and leave it at that," Naruto smirked. He looked around the room, glancing into the eyes of each man he was duty-bound to lead, "Each day that passes brings us closer to this invasion. These rebel forces won't know the true might of our nation until they set foot on our soil. We'll make them regret ever taking the fight here."

A fire lit inside their spirits. A fire that glowed brightly in each Fire Nation's citizen.

The blonde's voice rumbled throughout the room, "Unless there are other concerns, this meeting is adjourned."

Each official bowed in respect before taking their leave.

...

Quiet footsteps echoed through the air as night fell. The soft glow of torches hung on the walls as most people retired to their homes. The wind blew softly, adding a relaxing atmosphere. It was another night for the Fire Nation's Capital.

Shiro wore a calm smile on his face as he entered a local tea shop. The store was only twenty minutes away from closing, but it was more than enough time for his task. His military uniform was replaced with common Fire Nation clothing, consisting of dark pants and a red shirt.

Chairs were stacked in the corner as a few staff members hummed softly. The admiral noticed a vacant table in the back corner, a table that he was more than happy to sit at.

Minutes passed as Shiro remained quiet. An employee asked for his order, scribbling down the details. They disappeared into the back room, notepad in hand.

The sound of footsteps perked the man's head. He saw a man walk in, donned in a black coat, brown pants, and grey boots. A dark red scarf wrapped around his neck, hiding his face quite well. He had dark hair, brown eyes, and light skin. He stood at a height of 5'9.

He seemed to scan the area until his gaze landed upon Shiro. Without issue, he took the chair across from him. He removed the scarf and coat, laying them on the table. There was no reason to bring attention to his clothing.

"Glad to see you again," Shiro smiled. He remembered his training to act as if everything was fine. As if they were old friends meeting up for a cup of tea. Even if he hadn't met this agent before, he knew they needed to keep up appearances.

The man nodded with a fake smile, "It's been a while."

They met in a public space, believing in the strategy of blending in. If they seemed like normal, everyday citizens, then it was easier to conceal their actions.

Shiro leaned back in his chair, crossing both arms. "I hope you don't mind, I ordered us some green tea."

"That's fine," The man waved off, "Did you happen to pick up my mail?"

"Yep," Shiro nodded, reaching into his pocket. As he had practiced before, he pulled out a folded document. It was a cream-colored paper with no markings. With ease, he slid the paper under the coat on the table.

A waitress walked by at that moment, holding two steaming cups of tea on a tray. "Sorry to bother, gentlemen, but here's that tea for you! Enjoy!"

Both men nodded their thanks, taking their respective cups. The woman bowed once more, leaving them behind.

Taking a sip, the man spoke through the steam wafting from his drink, "Any updates?"

"The Fire Lord plans to take the fight to the rebels via warships; he's leaving the Royal Palace tonight with his most trusted men. Around 50% of our strongest fighters and tacticians will be gone." Shiro calmly said, drinking his own tea. "He hopes to catch the rebels off guard and finish the invasion before it starts."

"Tsk! What a fool," The man said lowly, keeping his voice low. He glanced around the tea shop, assuring he wasn't followed, "All we have to do is report this to Hakoda, and we can strike now! We won't even have to wait for the Eclipse!"

Shiro smiled, putting the cup down. "That's exactly what I thought. I'm assuming our submarines are preparing to dock at the Black Cliffs as previously planned?"

"They are," The contact mumbled, "I don't know if you've been notified, but the Avatar and his friends are going to help in the invasion. I'm even getting reports that the Earth Nation is supplying a large amount of soldiers and tanks."

"But aren't they dealing with the Fire Nation in their homeland? Why would they risk diverting so many forces?" Shiro asked with a raised brow.

"Because they're pouring everything into this invasion plan, everyone is," The man spoke in a stern voice. He made eye contact, speaking every word with full belief. "We're not going to get another chance like this. This war has raged on long enough; people want peace! They want this to end! They're willing to risk everything to make it happen."

Shiro raised a hand, closing his eyes, "Relax, you're getting worked up. Don't bring attention to us."

Looking over his shoulder, the man realized Shiro was right. He took a calming breath, shaking his head, "You're right, sorry. I'll finish this cup of tea and report back. I'll keep you up to date if Hakoda decides to change tactics. This could change everything."

At that moment, a group of Fire Nation soldiers walked in. Their weapons were trained, almost as if they were waiting for this moment. The tea shop's staff blocked the door, keeping anyone from entering or exiting. The waitress who had appeared earlier wore a scowl on her face, hatred brimming behind her eyes.

"In the name of the Fire Lord and as my duty to the Fire Nation, you are under arrest!" The first guard announced loudly, walking over to the pair. He retrieved a pair of metal handcuffs, dangling them in the air.

"What's the meaning of this-urgh!" The man tried to rise, only to grunt, being slammed back onto the table. His hands were forced behind his back, clasped together with the cuffs.

"You're accused of acting as a spy for our enemies! Instead of a trial, you will be transported to the Boiling Rock Prison. Orders of the Fire Lord himself," The guard sneered. He pressed down on the man's back harder than needed, making a point.

"You have no evidence! This is unjust!"

The guard locked eyes with Shiro, who only nodded. Grabbing the coat and tossing it aside, the guard found the document. He raised the paper in the air, supplying it as his proof.

"That doesn't mean anything! I-" The man grunted only to feel a pair of hands run into his pockets. He tried to squirm out of their grasp, but it proved to be fruitless. He watched as they retrieved his items, laying them atop the table.

His water tribe necklace. His notes describing Shiro, his contact. They even found his direct chain of command, a piece of information that would prove useful to the Fire Nation.

He was out of luck.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't let my family suffer," Shiro spoke softly, biting the inside of his cheek. He knew he wasn't off the hook either, likely being sent to Boiling Rock as well. He had also betrayed the Fire Nation, a crime that couldn't be forgotten.

The staff by the entrance parted, along with the soldiers. Everyone watched as Naruto, the Fire Lord, stepped inside. He wore the official robes, along with his crown. His muscular form, impressive height, and glistening hair made him seem like a formidable warrior.

He walked with both hands behind his back, standing beside the wooden table. His feet dug into the coat on the ground.

"You're going to speak with our interrogators and give us everything you know," Naruto announced. It wasn't a question or possibility; it was a fact. His face was set in stone while speaking to the handcuffed, defeated man. "Whatever they ask, whatever they want, you cooperate with. Everything from your favorite food to military plans. Otherwise, things will get worse for you."

"I'm not scared of death! I've been ready to die for a long time!" He bit back, grunting as his chest slammed into the table again.

Naruto felt the edges of his lips pull up. "Good." A snap of his fingers caused the guards to drag him away. His futile attempts to escape made the blonde amused.

The Fire Lord glanced down at Shiro, his voice as hard as steel. "Head back with these soldiers, they're going to get everything else you know. I'm going to oversee this personally. If I had to give a piece of advice, it would be not to lie. It just wastes our time."

The blonde leaned forward, looking straight into Shiro's eyes. He narrowed his gaze, showing nothing but contempt and hatred.

"If you lie, you will wish for death by the time I'm done with you. I will break your bones and shatter your spirit in ways you didn't know existed," Naruto hissed, his voice a deadly whisper. He had done things on the battlefield that proved he wasn't lying. Things that he had done to his enemies.

Shiro nearly wet his pants, feeling a spiritual weight on his shoulders. He nodded repeatedly, losing the air of confidence he had earlier. He had cooperated to this point and didn't plan on changing that.

It was a race against time. A race on which side would get the upper hand.

Naruto was confident they were ahead, Kurama agreed.

He would lead his nation to victory. Whatever the rebels used didn't scare him. Even the Avatar made no difference to his plans.

If only the rebels knew his spy network ran much, much deeper than they knew. A fact he would use to his advantage.

They would soon learn.