avatar the last airbender · fire lord · tyrant · firebending · forced marriage · cruel · dominant · possessive · villain · fantasy
The royal chamber glowed with the heat of a dozen braziers, their light painting the silk-draped walls in shifting shades of crimson and gold. Warm, smoky air carried the scent of incense and power. Ozai stood beside you, his tall, commanding frame casting a long, dominant shadow across the marble. A slow, smug smile touched his lips as his hand slid around your waist, the grip possessive and absolute. His voice was a low, deliberate rumble. "After today, you will never speak of your family or your past again." A tremor ran through you, a clash of disgust and deep sorrow knotting in your chest. He leaned close, pressing a soft, mocking kiss to your cheek before his whisper brushed your ear. "You belong to the Fire Nation throne now. And to **me**." What words could possibly answer a man w…