A/N: Avatar the Last Airbender is wholly owned by Nick.

Toph isn't known for her patience, especially on her wedding day!

Very adult!

(This was meant to be a one shot but it's evolved.)

Any Port or Room

As Aang went down the hall, the wall beside him opened up, and he was flung into a large cleaning closet from what he could tell. The smell of fresh linens surrounded him in the dim light. One thing he was certain of, who had brashly captured him as their lips met and tongues twisted in a heated reunion.

"I've been looking for you, wife," he said into her mouth.

She tightened her arms around his neck. "Well, I've found you, and you're mine now," she growled as she spun him against the closed wall.

"Toph, my love, we have guests to attend to," he insisted as she bit lightly at his lips. "Your parents are looking all over for you too," he breathed out as they descended into another round of fervent kisses.

The new bride placed his hand on her breast. "I know how to hide from my folks. I've been doing it for years," she bragged, enjoying his touch, even through the heavy fabric. "But what you have to consider husband, is that you have an extremely wanting and wet wife, who needs your immediate, and I do mean immediate attention!" she described to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist, lifting herself up by her muscular arms. "Which do you want, your fan club, my parents, or me?" she asked as she began to nibble at his ear.

Aang's gray eyes rolled into his head as he flipped their positions, pressing her back against the cold stone wall. She felt him support her with his air bending as she unfastened his trousers letting them and fall to the floor. She pulled the front of his customary red shorts forward, freeing his pulsing erection. Toph slowly worked her hands along his length, up and across the shaft, taking in every detail. She particularly enjoyed his reaction as she investigated the tip after she pulled back the cowl. Before they were married, she could only touch his penis through his clothing. Now she was relishing the feel of his skin and the sensation that only came through direct contact. The slickness that was created by the small droplets of moisture that were rising along the slit reduced the friction of each firm stroke.

Aang had already removed her tunic and slipped the dress and slip down to her waist. He gazed in awe at her full round breast. They appeared larger than her armor or the dress relayed. Her nipples were the most stunning. Broad and rounded, they were the same color as her extremely dark areolae, which appeared black against her alabaster skin. The whole sight made his mouth water. Aang latched on to her as Toph's back arched and strained under the exertion.

"Easy Twinkle Toes," she requested, kissing the top of his head. "They're not used to this kind of treatment."

He softened his sucking as his hand twisted up the path of her inner thigh to find her neatly shaven mon pubis. Aang recalled Sokka's advice about the little warrior in the canoe. "He likes to be played with, a lot, so don't be afraid to rub all over him," his experience buddy told him. "But do it softly and gently at first, this is not a fight" he warned the nervous young man.

Fighting his anxiousness, Aang tenderly stroked the protruding nub, and he started to hear Toph's groan deepen. Encouraged by the results, he moved on to phase two, this time softly strumming her uncovered clit like a lute, following Zuko's advice. He smiled as she shook lightly at his touches.

Apparently, he was proficient at playing Toph as she started to twist and moan wildly. He felt his fingers become much damper as he worked two fingers within, making a scissor motion against her hymen.

Toph seethed in deeply. "Go, easy love, that smarts a bit," she told him, panting heavily.

"Okay," he lovingly replied, pulling one out as he relished the feel of her vagina. He used his thumb to continue to exercise her clitoris until she started to contort and heave violently.

It wasn't Toph's first orgasm, just her first with someone else. She was surprised at just how gentle he was after being warned, specifically by her mother, that men were brutish on their wedding day. It was the first time she thought she actually could see color! Twice the deep throes overtook her, and she clung tightly to him. His hand stopped and withdrew now, and she felt her senses return.

They were kissing wildly. Tongues twisted and coiled about one another as Aang's hands kneaded her prominent breast.

Toph created a small shelf under her buttocks from the granite wall behind her. With this assist, she and Aang lined up, and he was able to press into his virgin bride smoothly.

Toph's mouth froze in a silent scream as she pounded her fists on his muscular chest and shoulders. Her maidenhead ripped painfully open, causing a small thin stream of blood to drip down and around the back of her lifted thigh. Aang didn't stop moving, just kept his hips thrusting at an even pace until she started to roll with him. The young marrieds swayed in rhythm as if in a dance.

Aang gazed into his wife's face. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her cheeks were aglow in a crimson flush. Her lips appeared fuller than he had ever seen before. "Wow, you are so beautiful Toph," he gasped, even as the moment made his body shudder and tremble. His heated emissions raced out to fill and spill out of Toph's pulsing chamber. He felt as though he was never going to stop erupting.

Toph's hips were flexing involuntarily, matching each of Aang's bursts. As Aang completed, she ran her hands down each side of his sweating face, taking hold of his ears and softly rubbing his pronounced lobes.

"Seems you were just as hungry as I was Twinkle Toes?" she panted as they kissed deeply once more, still joined. "Why did we wait so long to do this? Just a couple of days ago, I thought we were going to get ahead start," she exclaimed with a sexy smile.

Aang kissed her fully once more. "I'm glad we stopped when we did Toph because you're worth doing it right," he replied, still in wonder of her beauty. "I didn't want any regrets, and I want to be with you forever Toph," the Avatar expressed softly, even as he moved and stiffened within her. "You're not only my best friend; now you're my lover and wife. I'm not alone anymore!"

Tears began to fall from her foggy jade eyes. "I love you too Aang, and I wanted the same, no regrets!" Toph declared as he felt her hips moving along with his to allow deeper access. "I'm all yours, Twinkle Toes," she panted as she felt another climax building more rapidly than expected. "I'm cumming, Twinkle Toes. Please, keep it up!" she said as her face flushed once again.

Aang was in a dilemma as he felt his heated rush mounting as well. "Toph... I've been waiting too, my love," he gasped as he tried to control himself a bit longer. "But, but, I'll try... you're worth it," he breathed out, moving his hips faster than before. "When will you stop calling me Twinkle Toes? I am your husband now," Aang asked out of the blue.

She was counter-matching his strokes. "If you can make me... make me... uh, say, uhm, say your name... I'll just... I'll stop," she promised through her quivering moans. Toph's legs began to twitch, and she whipped her head about, as the rush from her core overwhelmed her.

The hope of never hearing the rueful nickname again, spurred Aang on as he sped up as only an airbender could. His hips were nearly a blur as Toph felt like her vagina was erupting and melting simultaneously. Earth shattering waves of ecstasy poured through her causing her toes to curl tightly, almost to the point of cramping before she pointed them outward.

What Aang especially enjoyed was how she repeatedly screamed out his proper name as her climaxes attacked in a long series of muscle tensing surges.

Toph was begging him to stop now in the sweetest voice he had ever heard her use. Aang sharply arched his back as he thrust one last time forward, striking bottom. The force and pleasure of his ejaculation caused his knees to buckle, and the couple toppled onto the floor, Toph astride him, breathing heavily.

"What's my name?" he breathed out in a heated voice, short of breath.

"Loverboy," Toph responded playfully.

"What's my real name?" Aang asked as he softly rubbed her elongated nipples.

"Aang, the love of my life," Toph answered with a giggle as she bent forward to kiss her husband squarely on the mouth. "Keep rubbing Aang; they love your touch."

"It's going to take a while to recover Toph," he informed her as she was sliding her well-lubricated lady parts against his semi-flaccid member. "My balls feel like they've shriveled up," he joked.

Toph's mouth dropped open in utter astonishment. "Husband, with that pounding you just gave me, do you think I want more? I was begging for my life and sanity just a moment ago. I imagined I saw the Spirit World at one point. I know for sure with the way my legs and thighs are shaking, walking right now even is out of the picture?" she espoused, rubbing his rippled abs. "The only thing I could use right now is a hot bath, Aang."

Aang now appeared puzzled. "Then why are you rubbing yourself on me like that?" he asked tapping her left hip. "Did I leave you wanting or are you just trying to spare my feelings that I'm a terrible lover?"

Toph started to laugh loudly even to the point of holding her sides.

Aang conversely, felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. "I'm sorry Toph, I'll do better..."

The sudden slap across his chest shocked Aang back to reality. As he looked up into her scowling face, his penis began to revive.

The moment she sensed the resurrection of his manhood, she tried to scramble to her feet, only to have her hips give out and fall haplessly back on her husband, impaling her very sore and swollen genital canal, joining them together.

He started cupping her exposed breast until he saw her pain-filled expression. "Sorry, you weren't lying to try and spare my feelings were you, Toph?"

"When have I ever sought to spare your feelings, Twinkle, I mean Aang?" she replied, shifting her hips to try and find some relief from the hardened expanding intruder. "If you were doing something I didn't like, I would tell you. I don't have an issue with telling you what I like or dislike husband. And as for your puny ego, well that has only gotten you in trouble in the past. I'm not Sugar Queen and just because we're married now, don't expect I'm going to start treating you any differently," she informed her husband as his excitement increased. "Can you hurry up and finish, my hoo-hoo is hurting like crazy, and I think I'm getting dry down there," she explained to him, trying to move a bit more.

With a rush of air, Aang was now on top, and Toph was resting on her back. She was pleasantly surprised to feel the pain had subsided. Still, his strokes were beginning to hurt once more. Before she could request he hurry, Aang released a huge groan, collapsing upon her. Toph felt the force of his ejaculation within, even as his body quaked. This time it burned a bit, but she didn't complain as she rubbed his back.