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 12

Amends

"So, Twinkle Toes, are you satisfied?"

The young airbender licks his fingers. "For now. Hmm, why do you taste so good?"

"Don't ask me things like that, you pervy boy. I don't go around tasting myself. Have you tasted your own cum?"

"Only second hand. Katara likes to share sometimes."

Toph rolls her sightless eyes. "Figures, Sugar Queen is such a freak. Every time we bathe, she wants to feel up my boobs."

The visual sends a wicked grin across the Avatar's face as he begins to huff.

"Gosh, Twinkle Toes, do you have to be so, obvious?"

"I am a guy, Toph, my love. I can dream, can't I?"

Toph shakes her head. "As long as you don't try to make it a reality, I guess we're cool. By the way, how did your stuff taste to you?"

Aang places a hand to his chin. "Ahh, a bit bitter. Maybe more like koala-goat yogurt, that kind of flavor? It wasn't bad. What do you think, Toph?"

Toph tilts her head in thought. "Just now you tasted, uh, a little sweet and fruity, but I might be overthinking it. I do agree with the whole yogurt thing, for the texture and thickness. But I like that too."

"Is that why you always - swallow?" he asks deviously.

Toph's face erupts flaming red as her angry face glares his direction. "Shut up! Why do you keep saying embarrassing things?"

Aang breaks out in riotous laughter. "Be-because you're – you're just - too cute."

The petite earthbender rolls over on top of her lover and starts tickling his sides. "I'll give you something to laugh about."

Aang twists and bucks as her tiny fingers find and exploit his sensitive mid-section.

Toph freezes, seething in a sharp breath. She smiles as her eyes half-lid. "Why did you put that in me?"

The airbender's hips rise, fulling engaging their coupling. "Hey, you can't blame me. It seems to have a mind of its own when it comes to you. Plus, you were the one who created the opening," Aang counters, pressing his advantage by taking hold of Toph's twin plump breast.

Toph begins to rock with vigor, outpacing Aang's upstrokes. Soon the pressure and intensity push his release as he groans and his voice echoes outside of the gondola.

"Gotcha now," she declares, maintaining her steady rhythm.

The Avatar is at her complete mercy, or lack thereof. His body reverberates; the tremors of his post-coitus sensitivity envelopes him, and all self-control and reason are gone. He also senses, on the edge of sanity, a feeling he's had a few times.

First, it was when Hama, the rogue Southern Water Tribe bender took control of his body through her taboo bloodbending technique. The one she forced Katara to use. The second time was when he and Katara were doing a bit of heavy petting. He tried to stop, but she wasn't having that until her climax. Aang ended up feeling like a puppet after the whole incident.

"T-Toph, are you – control-ling -me?"

The earth/metal bender halts her gyrations. "I don't think so, eh, wait, maybe I was? I'm not sure. Did you feel like I was?"

Aang turns his face to the side. "It felt weird, sort of like when Hama was controlling me."

Toph bows her head to his chest. "I'm so sorry, Aang. I was just, you know, caught up in the moment. I – I wasn't trying to hurt or control you. I would never do something like that. I know how terrible it feels when you're powerless," she cries. "Not by bending, but my parents made me feel like that. Feel totally helpless."

"It's okay, Toph." He begins to stroke her thick, black hair. "I take it; you've never done something like this before?"

She shakes her head against him. "No, never. I didn't know it was possible for an earthbender."

"Maybe it has something to do with your metal bending. There is a lot of metal in the blood, isn't there?"

"Hmmm, I guess that's why it smells like it does," Toph adds.

"I asked before, how come you knew Momo was looking at us, Toph?"

"You see, Twinkle Toes – hey, you're still in me," she mentions, moving her hips around. "You're not hard, but not totally soft either. It feels – nice and squishy."

Aang's eyes threaten to roll up in his head at the sensation. He focuses. "Glad you like it. But getting back to the question…"

Toph looks to be in thought as if trying to recall every detail before she speaks. "Twinkle Toes, it took me a while, but I know the difference between metal and earth bending. With earth, it's like pushing around all these little pieces, and they start moving the bigger pieces until, whoosh, the whole damn thing is moving. But overall, it's all separate pieces in the end."

"So how is metal different Toph?"

"As you know, I was still just moving around what earth was still in the metal. But if it was too pure, there wasn't enough earth to make the metal bend or reshape along with the earth."

Aang nods, trying to grasp the concept and apply I how he visualizes earthbending.

"Don't hurt your brain Twinkle Toes. You can't even track dirt in raw metal."

"Hey, don't make fun of me Sifu, I'm still pretty new to all this."

Toph pats the center of his chest. "No pouting Twinkle Toes, it's unmanly." She squeezes her vaginal walls, and his penis jumps inside of her. "Good boy."

"Are you doing tricks with my stuff now?"

"That was entirely natural, lover-boy. No blood or metal bending needed."

Aang flexes his groin muscle, making his semi-flaccid member jump once again as Toph smiles in delight.

"I like this game. Twinkle Toes," she says, again squeezing him. This time there was more than a jump. He's getting hard, and it feels so good. All we do this entire trip is make-out. I'm such a – floozy, and I like it!

They start to press into each other, slowly. "So, hmm, Toph. How does, oh baby, metalbending work?" he asks, trying to keep control of his passion and thoughts.

Toph can't believe just how wet and slick her honey pot is feeling. He feels all wrapped up inside of me. "Do – you - uhm, really want – to talk – oooh, t-talk – at a – t-time -woo, like – tthisss?"

"Since I just came a little bit ago, I think I can do another – maybe hour or two, just like before."

Toph stops moving, recalling their last lengthy session. "What was the question again, Twinkle Toes?"

"True metal bending, what did you figure out about it?"

"Oh yeah. I was able to see that metal has a different structure. It's more like string – or…"

"Thread?" Aang interjects.

"Yes, that's it, thread. And it's, looping and locking together. But, if I get a thread to move, it starts shaking like crazy," Toph exclaims and demonstrates the motion with her hands. Aang enjoys watching her breast bounce about as well. When every string or thread it touches is shaking too, that's when I can begin to move the threads, pretty much the same way I can do with earth. Actually, it's a lot easier because when I stop a thread, others just wrap around it automatically in the same pattern I created."

"I get it now. You can see the metals in Momo, and that's how you knew where he was at."

"Good guess, but no Twinkle Toes. When you were healing my rump, something like went, ka-bang, and ka-pow in me, then we went to the place with that big fella, but before that, it was like all my senses with crazy, and I could feel even the dust in the air, this saddle and even Appa. I didn't see as you do, but it was much more intense than my regular earth-sight for sure."

Aang sticks out his tongue.

Toph frowns. "Why are you making that silly face Twinkle Toes? I'm not going to kiss you until you wash out your mouth again.

The Avatar sits up, uncoupling them.

Startled, Toph finds herself sitting up across from the excited Avatar. "Hey, Twinkle Toes, what's the big idea? I wasn't finished with that yet."

Aang smiles with a huge grin. "What am I doing now, Toph? My face, how does it look?"

She shrugs. "I dunno. Like any other moron's face would look who asks a blind person, how do they look?" Toph waves her hand in front of her smoky eyes. "Remember Twinkle Toes; I'm blind. I can't see shit."

Aang slaps his forehead. "I don't mean using your eyes. I meant, what can you make out using your earth sight or metal sight now. What kind of expression is on my face?"

Toph appears to be concentrating. "Your mouth is open. Are you hungry?"

Aang puts on an exaggerated frown. "How about now?"

"Your mouth is still open, but you seem, really ugly, or maybe upset? No, definitely ugly. This is not a good look for you, I think. You must be very hungry, Twinkle Toes to make that face."

Aang becomes expressionless. "How do I look now, Toph?"

Toph's big cloudy eyes begin to glisten as she looks troubled.

As her tears start to fall, Aang takes her hands. "What's wrong, my love."

"Why – why – were you so- mad – at me, Aang? I thought you loved me? You're scaring me."

He pulls her into a hug, kissing the top of her head with a slow lingering press. "I didn't mean to scare you Toph. But I think I know the issue here."

She sniffles and hiccups slightly. "What's the – issue, and why were you being so, mean? I – I can get you something to eat if that will make you feel better."

Aang lets out a little laugh.

Toph's face turns away as her shoulders slump. "Why are you making fun of me?"

Aang embraces her once again, even though she puts up a little struggle before allowing herself to rest in his arms.

"I'm not making fun of you. You are the most precious person to me in this whole world. I love you. Do you feel my sincerity?"

She lays her head on his chest. "Yes, but I'm confused. Why did I think that way?"

"When I was at the Southern Air Temple as a kid, we had this one guy who was born blind. He had like this film over his eyes."

"Like mine?"

"No Toph, not like yours. He could tell if it was night or day and saw shadows moving about. He was an airbender, but could only fly with the help of our teachers."

"So, what's the point, he could see better than me."

"Let just let me finish, my love."

"Kay, but while you're going blah, blah, blah, I'll be playing with this," Toph informs him as she fondles his penis. "Priming the pump, but he's all smelly, so don't get your hopes and - and think I'm putting him in my mouth, Twinkle Toes." She twists down the shaft and gathers moisture from his still damp pubes. Toph hand glides up, as Aang's member stiffens. "Go ahead and finish whatever you were trying to tell me, Twinkle Toes."

Aang feels the grip on his thoughts beginning to loosen, even as hers becomes steadier. How does she always know the right place to touch me? She has such an incredible touch. I have to think, tell her – ohhhhh – tell her what? I remember! "Toph, sweeties, please take it easy. I'm trying to think and tell you something important."

A slight disappointed look falls over her face as she drops to half the speed, keeping just to the shaft. "How's this?"

Aang takes in a relaxing breath. "Good, this is good."

"Glad I can oblige. Hurry up and say whatever it was you wanted to. I want him back inside of me as soon as possible. I got an itch only my small friend there can scratch."

Aang's erection inflates even more at her comment. "Toph, the blind kid."

"Partially blind kid," she interjects, halting her tender caresses for emphasis.

Aang gets the point. "Partially blind kid," he echoes as the happy earthbender resumes as if working upon a delicate sculpture. "Uh, one day a doctor comes from Ba Sing Se and tells the headmaster that he can help the boy see. Everyone is so happy that this airbender will be able to fly by himself. The doctor performs the treatment, and it's a great success."

Toph tops her stroking. "Great for him. And this is helping me how?"

Aang places a hand over hers, urging her to resume. This time she spits onto his glands and slathers it over the tip. A soft moan escapes his lips as he reaches for her closest breast.

Toph intercepts his hand. "You were saying, Twinkle Toes?"

"Oh, yeah, uh, you would think he would be happy, rights? He can see now and even picked up flying like a natural. But he started to stay away from everybody."

"Isn't that like a monk type of thing to do, Twinkle Toes? You know, keep to yourself and live on top of a mountain or something?"

"Some people do that kind of thing, but not as a kid. Even so, one day, he tries to kill himself. The monks didn't know what was happening. He finally tells them that whenever he looks at anybody, they all look the same and seem to be angry with him. He could hear that they weren't, but in his eyes, it seemed they hated him."

Toph releases him. "This kid, what happens to him?"

"They sent him to the Western Temple to live with the nuns. Gyatso told me that they worked with him to help him cope with being able to recognize emotions and different faces. Unfortunately, he died along with everybody else when Sozin attacked the temples, that's my guess, but it was over a hundred years ago."

She lays her head upon his chest. "I guess you think I have the same issue as that kid?"

"Similar, but not the same. My thinking is that you have a more complete sense of the world around you, but it's nowhere near the way we see it. It is maybe even more detailed. Can you try and describe how you pick up, like my dick, how does my dick appear to you?"

Toph once more starts to handle it. "It looks like a swirling little mound. If I focus outward, I sense the shape, and I can pick up its movement, shaking. When I touch it, I get more details of the surface. The same happens with your face and body. All these patterns change when you move, or I touch you. Do you understand what I'm saying, Twinkle Toes?"

"I think so. You're probably picking up the blood and anything else made of earth and metal in my body. It's moving, so those are the patterns you see, uh, detect. No wonder you can't tell facial expressions. You're picking up a ton of details we never see, Toph."

"I get that. Before I just listened to a person's voice and checked out the way they were breathing and their heartbeat. It's getting so complicated," she sighs, her second-hand joins the first in the penile massage.

Aang starts to pant as his eyes pop wide open; semen erupts over and through Toph's fingers.

"Twinkle Toes! You were supposed to do that in me, what the heck?"

Aang rubs the back of his head as he flushes with embarrassment. "Sorry, I got distracted, and it snuck up on me. I'll make it up to you, I swear."

Toph raises a gooey, dripping finger into his face. "You better. You know I'll hold you to it." She wipes her hand off across his thigh. "Hey, by the way, I know we're in the desert, but why?"

Aang moves to his knees. "We are at the place where I did you a terrible injustice Toph, and I want to make it right."

The earthbender swallows hard. "Do you mean, where that stupid library was?"

Aang bows his head to the deck of the gondola as he hears the tension in her voice. "Yes. I treated you shamefully and…"

"Get me out of here!"

"Toph, I thought…"

Toph stands to her feet as her knees knock together. Her face is pale and contorted. "Get me out of here, now! Do your yip-yap thing and fly me the hells out of here! Right now, Aang!"

Aang gets up and walks towards her. The blind earthbender retreats from him. "What's wrong Toph? Why are you acting like this?"

Toph's tears fall in huge dollops. "I- hurt you. I disappointed you, Aang. I let Appa get taken and I – I just wasn't strong enough. I was so helpless, so weak," she moans, slumping to the floor. "Those damn sandbenders, I wanted to kill them all for making me - so blind, so weak, just like - my father said I was."

He runs to her, holding her tightly in his arms. "No Toph, I was the weak one. You saved my life here. I was -stupid – selfish. I blamed you, because – I didn't want to face reality. You made the tough choice, the right choice, and I hurt you, so bad. I haven't had - had the courage to apologize until now."

Toph throws her arms about his neck as the couple weeps, comforting one another through their tears.

After about a half-hour, the pair sit quietly, feeling each other's touch.

"You know Aang; there's nothing down there but a big hole where it used to be."

"You can sense that, Toph? Wan Shi Tong did say he was taking it to the spirit world. I guess he really did it; I wonder how?

Toph nudges him with her shoulder. "You did say there were all kinds of books and stuff. He probably just looked it up and whooshed it to wherever just like when we went to see that big you."

"Okay Toph, now that we've both calmed down, let me start again. Back, eight years ago today, I made one of the worst mistakes of my life. I blamed my dearest friend, and now lover, who worked so hard to save my life, for the loss of my spirit companion. She chose to save my life and the lives of our two other friends."

"You don't have to do this Aang," Toph interjects in a cracking voice.

"Yes, I do Toph. I owe you this much and more. Uh, where was I? Oh yeah. I yelled at her and said terribly cruel things. Things I can never take back, but I can beg for her forgiveness. Toph Bei Fong, will you forgive me for that day?"

The teary-eyed young woman nods vigorously. "Of – courses – you - idiot." She hears his sobbing starting. "Why are you – crying (sniffle) – again, you - big baby?"

Aang wipes at his eyes. "I'm not finished yet. Please let me get this all out."

"Alright Twinkle Toes, I'll let you talk, but hurry. I want to suck your lips right off your swirly face."

Aang nods. "Okay. What was amazing," he continues trying to hold it together, "… is that she never brought up the subject again, even after all these years. She never retaliated and stayed my friend – and – and - even f-fell in love w-with - me." He lets loose as his emotions overwhelm him.

Toph takes her opportunity and captures his trembling lips. They exchange gentle, loving, warm, pecks, and flurries.

Aang takes in a deep breath before speaking once more. "Toph, I love you - more than life, and I ask - no, I beg you – be my wife. This is so long overdue."

Toph's sightless eyes blink rapidly. "You want me to be -you're what?"