Long Overdue - A TAANG Story
[Author's Notes: In the TV series, they leave this unresolved, and I think that is a big mistake as well an opportunity for these two to grow even closer. (Maybe that is why they did it, or they would have added some TAANG to the series) This story isn't an offshoot of 'A Kiss in the Night of Ba Sing Se, and so Aang and Toph are not involved in that way. Young men can be dense and thus need to be prodded into understanding just because things aren't said doesn't mean they don't exist.
Time has passed, and now Aang is ready to make amends. How this plays out… well, read on!
Standard disclaimer: I don't own the Avatar: The Last Airbender
So as always, on with the Story!]
Chapter Eleven
Sexy Time
Toph sat with what used to be the golden phallus, now a perfect sphere sitting in her palm. Actually, it was hovering just above her small hand, slowly spinning clockwise.
The Avatar gawked in wonder. "Wow, that's amazing Sifu! You really can bend metal now. Do you know what this means?"
"Ah, of course, I do. You already told me what would happen if I didn't master it, Twinkle Toes. All bending in the world would probably end, or something like that," she exclaims feigning panic.
Aang ignores her sarcastic attitude. "I'm so proud of you Toph. You just took a huge load off of me."
She couldn't help but smile smugly at the accolade as she rolls her head around on her shoulders, looking like she's getting ready for a fight. "That's what I do. But if you think making this little ball is awesome, check this out. You haven't seen anything yet, Twinkle Toes. This is just the beginning."
The sphere broke up into small orbs that then transformed into the likeness of the Avatar. Aang stares in amazement at the depth of details in the piece, especially the face. It was obvious she did see him in the Cosmic Realm, and for that, he felt grateful. "Wow! This is amazing Toph! It looks just like me if I was made of gold, that is. It may look more like me, than me," he blusters, shaking his head.
Toph giggles at his aimless ramblings, soaking in all his praise. There were times when she felt underappreciated, especially in the waterbender's shadow. She always felt one step behind the comely blue-eyed vixen. The beach was her turning point, a place she would capture him, heart, soul, and body. That's why she surrendered herself and allowed him to have his way in such a crude manner, only to have her heart ripped like her maidenhead. At this moment, she felt… redemption.
Once more, the empowered metal bender focuses on displaying her newly acquired talent. "Think this is cool, get a load of what comes next, Twinkle Toes! I'm making these special because I know how fond of the girls you are."
The figurine now appears to melt into a shiny pool.
"Aww, and I liked that statue of me," he sighs.
"Give me a sec. I'm sure you're gonna like this even more," Toph exclaims, creating a mental image.
The golden puddle starts to divide and mounds up, slowly forming the spitting image of the earthbender's breast, in miniature. Toph holds them up to her already nude form so Aang can compare the two.
Before she can change or reshape it, Aang snatches the model from her grasp. "AWESOME, awesome, awesome, awesome," he yells as he lets his fingers thoroughly investigate every detail. "These are so realistic. You must really know your own body, Toph."
"Hey, don't just snatch things out of peoples hands because you're the high and mighty Avatar," Toph complains loudly, "… and what are you trying to insinuate with that comment, Twinkle Toes? Do you think I sit around all day feeling myself up? Rude much?"
"I didn't mean it that way… but didn't you say you were making these for me? That's what I thought I heard."
"Like always, you only heard what you wanted to, you horny numbskull. I made them so you could 'appreciate' them, Aang, not to have them. That's my gold. I'll make you a set if you can come up with your gold, Twinkle Toes."
"I don't have that much. Do you think Zuko will give me some?"
Toph shook her head. "You? Nope, not a chance in the world."
Aang frowns deeply. "Huh, why not? He gave it to you."
"Because he knows you'll just run out and do something stupid with it. You would either end up wasting all of it or get deceived, like the last time. Seriously Twinkle Toes, magic beans?"
He lowers his head into a pout. "He seemed like a sincere guy. He said that he needed money for his sick mother so that he could buy a pig-cow and have milk to nurse her back to health. He swore if I planted them, I could climb the beanstalk and get all the gold I wanted."
The Bei Fong heir rubbed her forehead. "You are a gullible idiot. And I suppose this magic beanstalk is supposed to lead somewhere?"
"Up into the… sky, uh, to a magic kingdom, on a cloud."
"Aang, where does Appa fly?"
"In the... sky," he mumbles, realizing the course of the conversation.
"And in all that time, have you or any other airbender ever, in the complete earth-damn history of airbending, ever seen a fricking floating kingdom up there?" she yells into his face. "Hells, if there was this fortune up in the sky, why didn't he just plant the cursed things and get it himself?"
Aang looks into the cloudless sky, shame covering him like a scolded schoolboy. "He, he… uh, said he was, afraid."
Toph stern gaze does not waver. "Afraid of what?"
Aang's shoulders fall forward. "Heights. He said he was afraid of heights, okay? Katara already ripped me a new one when I showed her the beans," he confessed almost in tears.
"Good for Sweetness. She should have water whipped your ignorant ass. How much did you pay for these, special beans, Twinkle Toes?"
She hears him swallowing hard. "A large gold apiece. There were five of them."
"So you brought five beans for the same amount you would spend on two new saddles for Appa or ten new suits of clothes custom made from linen and silk?"
Aang holds his tongue, but his thoughts aren't so silent. That so like a Bei Fong to make a comparison like that. Just rub it in Toph, why don't you? Besides, Katara was so mad at me; she froze my crotch. Man, that hurt for an entire week.
Toph holds out her hand. "Give me my gold back. I'm just glad there's no place you can waste it at out here, wherever we are."
"But… I wasn't going to sell or give them away. Look, this is a work of art. You have the best tatas in the world, Toph, and you put so much definition into this, they could be real. If they were full-size, I don't think I could stop touching them, but that would take a lot more gold. This thing is already heavy. I can only imagine how heavier theses would be if they were the actual size," Aang states in a wishful tone.
"Shut up, you moron. You're embarrassing me," Toph retorts, her cheeks flushing bright red as she reaches for the object.
Aang pulls it just out of her reach with ease, ignoring her complaint and feeling a shift in control of the conversation. "I know you can't see it Sifu, but you even got the nipples perfect. My mouth is watering, just looking at them. I can't tell you how I missed them all these years," he declares, rubbing the model against his pursed lips as if he was kissing them.
"That was your damn fault. I offered myself -" Toph stops speaking, taking a moment to compose her thoughts and forcing the hurtful memory back down.
"Look, Twinkle Toes, just give me back my stuff or am I going to have to kick your butt again?"
The airbender taps his chin as a wicked smile creases his face. "Are you suggesting we fight naked, right here, right now, Sifu?"
Her blush deepens, realizing her vulnerable position. "Forget I said that to you, you, perverted Avatar."
"Toph, my love. You're just too cute when you get like this. I can't help teasing you. This is like a dream for me. I'm here with you, making love to you. I didn't think that would be possible, ever. I thought I had lost you, just like when you vanished in that swamp. I never want to experience that feeling again," Aang mournfully states.
Toph didn't know how to take his comment. It did make her a bit happy. "You really are an idiot Aang. You have the real things right in front of you, and full size, you horny, umm, hog-monkey. Give back my gold, and just take hold of these," she offers, sticking out her chest, her hands supporting them underneath. "I'll even let you nurse like a baby… all you want, loverboy."
Accepting the irrefutable offer, Aang hands her back the golden boobies, as he glides behind her. She gasps as he begins to knead her mountainous mammaries, his fingers tracing at the base of her elongating nipples and making her areolas ripple.
Toph leans back against him, once more her mind a sensual blur. She lets the golden figurine loudly fall to the deck in favor of his hardened member that is pressing into her back. She tilts her head against his chest, and Aang places a fervent kiss upon her wanting lips, still milking her firm mounds. She spins around in his arms as their mouths locked together once again.
Toph throws her arms about the sturdy young man's neck and lifts her herself as Aang fills his mouth with her thick teat. As her legs fold about his torso, her back arches pressing the contact forward. Aang moves to the opposite nipple, allowing his tongue to wrap about it. Toph begins to moan as his suction send bursts of excitement all the way down to her toes.
You're so greedy Twinkle Toes, but so am I.
Aang switches between breast lost in a fantasy. He dives between her cleavage, licking her chest in long lingering strokes. The saltiness of her skin adds to his excitement.
Toph settles her hips down about his, slowing receiving his erection with a seething gasp.
Aang stumbles a step or two forward as the deep sensation of their joining startles him. She is still slick from their last encounter as her body seems to be drawing him into a perfect fit. Already his face is flush, and he starts to pant loudly.
"Don't you cum," Toph whispers even as she feels the pulsing of his penis.
His attempt to halt his climax drops him to his knees, but Aang succeeds, somehow.
As Aang holds her tight, Toph is able to use her legs againt his sides to slowly rise and fall upon her pleasure treasure.
"That's my good Twinkle Toes. Now lay back... and let me rock your world. This won't take long."
"How much longer Twinkle Toes?" she groans, feeling the unrelenting pressure of his stiffy ram into her violated vagina. "It's only getting drier! What on earth is taking you so long! Just cum already," she demands, trying to bear at least the sensation that is becoming steadily more painful with each repeated thrust.
"I don't know. This feels so good," Aang gasps, wiping the sweat from his forehead. The airbender was now kneeling behind her, pumping frenetically. "I'm surprised… I haven't… yet either, Sifu. I feel... like I can... explode... anytime, but it's right on edge…. just trying to release," he groans from the effort.
She pulls forward, causing his solid cock to fall out of her. "I think we should try another position, Twinkle Toes." Toph rolls to her back, spreading her trembling legs to receive him. "Can you bend a little water, or uhm, do that healing thingy. I'm really sore... but I want you to finish, too."
Her shy, blushing expression adds to his excitement as he unexpectedly plunges his face deep into her pounded, pulsing, punany. Using his spit and her minimal secretions, he starts to channel the healing along his tongue that is gently lapping at her swollen walls. Aang detects a hint of blood in the taste.
It glows deep within her, and she begins to seethe and writhe as the humming strikes her core, and the healing effect moves through her clit. Her muscles ache from this nearly hour-long session, but she is helpless to stop them from tensing up once more as another teeth-clenching orgasm shocks her.
Before her tremors subside, Aang springs forward, piercing her moistened mound with his thick, throbbing tool. Toph's short nails bury deep into his back as she ascends into another orgasmic struggle.
Toph couldn't recall the last time Aang's voice was this high-pitched, if ever. She wondered what note it was as the young man released his pent up torrent deep within her with a series of deep grinding shudder seconds after entering. She wanted to torment him a bit, but her body felt totally spent, so she just decided to let him continue to fill her.
"UMG… AHHH… Toph! So gooood," Aang gasps as he collapses on her, his body twitching like frog hit by lightning.
As his sweaty, heaving form rests upon her, she feels their connection slipping out, followed by a stream of whatever he's deposited, she assumes. Even though not physically joined, Toph feels a deepening connection with Aang.
"I love you, Toph Bei Fong," he breathlessly whispers.
"I love you too."
"That time on the beach, my only regret is I didn't tell you how I felt. I would never have done that to you if you weren't important to me," he declares in a choked voice.
"Twinkle Toes, you don't have to charm me for sex. I'm giving it up to you like a sailor on shore leave."
"Dammit Toph, I'm not trying to charm you into having sex -"
Toph places a hand on his cheek. "I know Aang. I was just trying to make a joke. Okay, a bad one, but, please don't get angry with me."
Aang gently pulls her hand around to his lips and kiss it. "Sorry I snapped at you. It's just that… I don't want this, you know, us to end. And before you go and try to make another silly joke Sifu, no, this is not only about sexy time, though it's been amazing."
Toph grins broadly. "Yeah, it has been, except for that butt thing. If I ever try something like that again, please slap me Twinkle Toes."
Aang smiled softly, drinking in her playful expression. "I don't know. It was the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
"Okay, then, next time we use your ass, Twinkle Toes. I wonder if you'll still find it as sexy."
"Promise?" he excitedly exclaims.
Toph yanks her hand from his grip and punches him in the arm as hard as she can, which isn't very much at the moment.
"OW! That hurt!"
"Liar."
"How do you know I'm lying?" Aang whispers playfully, leaning in to lay a series of kisses along her collarbone lightly.
She tilts her head back so that he can continue unimpeded. "Because… oh, this feels good, but that little tap wouldn't even have hurt that pervy monkey... who's been staring at us this entire time," Toph huffs, turning her face to the side. "Better sleep with one eye open tonight, Appa. And if he grabs my nipple again tonight, I will be having roasted Momo for dinner."
Aang's brow furls as he looks behind him to see Momo perched on the edge of the gondola, eyes fixed as if mesmerized on them. "Uh, Toph? How did you know Momo was staring at us? This saddle is made of wood and leather. I thought you were completely blind on this?"
Toph shifts under his weight, but when he attempts to move off of her, she clings to him, shaking her head. "I'm fine like this. I like how we feel right now, Twinkle Toes. You're making everything nice and cool."
Aang nestles back down. "Okay."
"Kiss me, Aang."
He wholeheartedly obliges as their tongues twist and fold over one another before lips seal and breath becomes a precious commodity.
As they part, Toph purses her lips. "Did you… uh, bite your lip or something? I taste like, uh, blood?"
"No, that was from you when I was licking your sore insides," Aang informs her nonchalantly.
This time the airbender found himself being launched to the side, rolling over to the edge. Aang looks back across, Toph is on her hands and knees, projectile vomiting.
Aang rushes to her side, bending away as much of the phlegm and throw up as he can. "What's wrong Toph? Are you sick or something?"
She turns her face towards him. A thread of drool drips down to the deck, crossing her chin. "Yeah… somethings wrong you, idiot! You had me eating… ugh… I'm gonna puke again." Toph retches and dry heaves, apparently having already surrendered the contents of her stomach."
"I'm sorry, Toph! I didn't think, eh, tasting yourself would bother you this much," he states, rubbing her back.
Toph catches her breath. "I… I don't. The bloo-blood." She shivers. "Oh, so gross. How could you do something like that Aang? I thought you were a vegetarian? Doesn't the idea make you ill?"
"Nothing about you makes me sick, except the nose-picking thing. That used to gross me out totally. I don't care about that anymore, either. To me, it was the same as if you got a cut on your finger Toph. I wouldn't hesitate to put that in my mouth. I was the one who was making you bleed, so it was only right I fix it. And guess what, you're sweet on the inside too."
Instead of a smile, the earthbender became paler and started heaving once more.
Aang pours a cup of water, guiding it to her lips. "Here, drink some and wash out your mouth and spit. Don't worry about where; it's a mess right now."
Toph sits back and takes hold of the cup. She takes a gulp, swishes it around in her mouth before expertly spitting it to the side.
"Man, that was amazing Toph. Katara can't spit to save her life. It just goes everywhere," Aang comments, genuinely impressed with her control.
Toph still didn't appear enthused by his praise of her expectorating prowess as she repeated the process.
She hands him the cup. "You rinse your mouth too, Twinkle Toes. In fact, let's brush our teeth and wash up."
"I don't wanna," Aang answers in a boyish voice.
"Ugh, how can you not want to Aang? I mean, it's blood. Blood from my vajayjay, blood. It's like me using your face like a menstrual rag."
He shrugs. "No, it wasn't. It was just a little bit of your blood, Toph. Besides, it was a good flavor, and I love the smell of you on my face. It's like, uhm, smelling a flower constantly."
Toph feels a rush of heat enveloping her face. He has a way of making her feel this way. "Why are you always saying embarrassing things to me, Twinkle Toes, " she sighs, closing her foggy green eyes.
"I'm not trying to upset you, my love. I was just explaining what I like. Your aroma is the best," Aang declares loudly.
Toph shakes her head, ignoring the girlish feeling to cover her blushing face with her hands. "That doesn't make it any the less, ah, hard to hear."
"Get used to it, Sifu. I'm not going to stop, ever! I promised myself if we ever got together, I was going to tell you just how I felt about you, every single day, no holds barred," Aang boldly proclaims.
Toph covers her face at his words. Her happiness is uncontainable. "How about this. We clean up and then you can refresh my taste and scent, minus the… ick, the gross blood stuff," she proposes shyly through her fingers.
"And if I don't want too?"
"Do you think I would kiss you again, Twinkle Toes? Or maybe I should just throw up in your mouth next time?" she replies with a caustic smile.
"I'll get some water and our kits," he answers rapidly.
"Good boy."
After teethed were brushed and faces washed, Toph had him lay on at least five minutes of continuous breath-stealing, jaw-aching kisses. After that, he had one minute to recover her taste and fragrance. She did not allow the use of hands or contact with her clit during this time.
"Okay, you know the rules Twinkle Toes. If you break them, I'm going to be mad," Toph says matter-of-factly.
"What if you decide to break your own rules, Sifu?"
"My vagina, my rules. Understand? Toph exclaims as she lays back, spreading her smooth thighs to reveal the raven bushy valley in between.
Aang starts right in, separating labia with his tongue until they overlap his lips. Her emissions flow unto the lower half of his face and down onto his chin. Aang counts down sixty seconds, but when he attempts to rise, she pushes his face back down and slides her body so that his lips rest on her swelling hooded nub.
"No hands," she seethes, guiding his head by his ears.
Ten minutes later, she allows Aang to raise his head. He licks his lips, relishing her sticky, aromatic goodness.