A/N:

AU prompt challenge from Tumblr - James Bond, Summer, Die Hard, and Shrek, respectively. Requested by Focusas and Seyary-Minamoto.

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I

Her breath hitched as his lips pressed against her back.

A shiver coursed through Azula as she spoke, "Do you know how mad I am at you?"

A hand found her hips, another gently glided up her exposed back, kneading the tension from her tired muscles as she felt his weight sink into the bed next to her. His warms lips traced up to the back of her shoulders and he moaned into her skin.

He worshipped her with his trembling voice, "Can't imagine, really."

The hand on her bare hip slid lower, kneading her buttocks, the other snaking around as his fingers caressed her breasts. She hummed, basking in his touch, his lips kissing her neck.

"Furious no doubt," he said, kissing behind her ear, "I took your gun away."

He pinched and squeezed as he leaned into her and she felt his desire for her growing.

She merely chuckled, a husky and devious whimper of pleasure jolting through her body.

Her hand reached back to card through his hair as he nibbled her ear, pressing her to the mattress, "Mmm, I feel naked without it."

"More than you are now?" he whispered, his breath tickling the little hairs on her neck as his hand slipped between her legs.

Her back arched to the shape of him and she moaned, letting the moment take her.

She'd let him have this round... for now.

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II

At first she thought it was strangely erotic, the way he firmly gripped her hand as she held the bottom of the cone, chocolate and vanilla mixed into a sweet harmony as their lips drew closer, munching and licking away as they sat on a park bench under the sun.

And then, just as she finished her side, she realized he was just hungry. A swift tap to the side of his head made his eyes boggle, as if roused from a trance.

"Don't eat it all you pig!" she snapped.

He sputtered his words, chocolate and vanilla dripping from his mouth, "Owf! Whaf wasth thaf for!?"

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III

Heart beating, sweat in his eyes, the smell of cordite on the air, Sokka hastily leaned down to lock the breaching charge over the door handle.

He muttered bitterly to himself, "Oh yeah, sure. Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs."

Azula groaned, "Shut up about it already, its not like I made any promises."

She pressed her back against the wall just behind him and loaded a fresh clip into her sub-machinegun, sliding the charging handle back with a harsh click.

She lowered the plastic visor hanging over her helmet, "You ready to breach, cowboy?"

Getting up and taking his place just behind her, Sokka hoisted the shotgun hanging off his side and pumped the handle as a new shell was loaded in.

A smirk twisting his chapped lips as the breaching charge ticked to zero, "Yippie kay yay, mother-fucker."

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IV

She quirked and eyebrow, puzzled by his lack of feeling, "Sokka, do you not feel that arrow jutting out of your ass?"

Stopping mid-step, thinking her tone was just another ruse to annoy him, his eyes quickly widened. The hot and sudden pain emanated from his left cheek and coursed through the rest of his body, making its terrible presence known.

"…Oh," he uttered feebly, grinding his teeth as he twisted his hip around to look at the offensive shaft buried deep into his skin.

He winced at the sight, "Well, would you look at that?"

A/N:

Another collection of shorter Sokkla prompts! I particularly liked the first two, as you can probably tell. I've got a couple more of these stored away and, of course, the longer ones will be coming along.

Hope you enjoyed! I'll see you all for the next installment!