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Day 9: Climax

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What I am officially calling the Best Friend AU

Oh, and apologies. I kinda took this prompt and made it dirty.

High T rating / low M rating for lots of suggestive talk ;-)

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"Okay, I am not answering that in front of my brother, Toph!"

Toph groaned exaggeratedly. "He's macking on his own fiancé at the other end of the bar behind you, in case you haven't noticed." Rather enthusiastically, she might add. Ever since Sokka proposed to Suki, they haven't been able to keep their hands off of each other for longer than a few minutes. Sure enough, they sneaked away from the conversation to indulge in private. "He's not going to hear anything. Spill."

Katara drunkenly floundered around for an excuse. "But, I…Zuko! He's coming back with our food soon!"

"Sparky has been waiting at the counter for ten minutes and the line hasn't budged. I think you can squeeze in an answer," Toph smirked.

Katara sighed loudly and stared at her drink still on the bar counter. Toph kept pushing the older girl tequila shots because they always made her talk. Besides, if they were going to go out for a night of drinking, Toph should at least get some good blackmail material out of it. Pressing Katara about her fiancé's prowess in bed was definitely a good addition to that long list of juicy information.

"Oh, come on! Aang is right there! We used to date! Isn't that inappropriate?" Katara begged as a last resort that even she realized was a weak excuse.

Aang, sitting behind Toph, chuckled loudly and took another sip of his drink. "Katara, that was like ten years ago. That has no weight anymore." Toph smirked shamelessly. Another good think about going out with friends to drink was that Aang got very mouthy and very brave when he had a lot of alcohol in him. It took a lot of convincing and finagling, but once Aang relented, his wholesome, considerate filter totally went out the window. And it was beautiful.

Katara was running out of outs, and she knew that when it came to Toph and Aang, she was kind of cornered. The girl huffed and crossed her arms. "What do you want to know?"

"Is he the best you've ever had, or is there an ex that did it better?" Toph asked bluntly. "Jet? Haru? I feel like Jet would've have been a total animal."

The older girl rubbed her temples and leaned her elbow on the bar table. "Actually, Jet was kinda quick. So no."

Aang laughed boisterously and slammed a hand on the table. "Well, if there was one thing Jet was good at it, it was that he was all talk."

"He bragged to you about me?" Katara asked horrified.

"All guys do it," Aang shrugged. "But you can always tell when a guy is full of it."

"Shit," Toph chuckled. "My bad. You'd think all that machismo would count for something."

"Not at all," Katara replied without thinking. "It was embarrassing. He couldn't make me finish either." The minute the statement fell out of her mouth, Katara sobered up enough to realize her mistake and covered her mouth just as Aang and Toph nearly fell out of their stools, hanging onto each other for support. Partly because Aang was definitely going to bring that up (because despite how nice Aang was, he never liked Jet), and partly because Katara had never looked that horrified in her life.

Aang recovered first. "Quick and incompetent? Wow. I feel bad for his current girlfriend."

"Seriously," Toph said understandingly. "There's nothing worse than sneaking off into the bathroom and taking care of what your partner should have been doing." Toph leered at her best friend. "I'm assuming that this isn't an issue with Zuko?"

Despite all the protests that she wasn't going to say anything of the sort, the averted eyes and flushed cheeks were enough to confirm to both Aang and Toph that Zuko was at least able to keep his fiancé happy under the sheets. Later, Toph would feel a little guilty for forcing it out of her—Aang would feel a hell of a lot more guilty than she would—but at the moment, the sheer obvious denial was worth plenty of laughs and reminders down the road.

Having had enough of being teased for one night, Katara announced that she was going to wait in line with Zuko and leave the two of them to make fun of her where she couldn't hear. Aang and Toph were still repeating the best bits of the conversation even after Katara left.

Aang ordered another round of shots and couldn't stop himself from asking, "So why is it that you and Katara happened to have such bad picks when it comes to guys?"

Toph gulped back an entire shot, but didn't even feel it go down. She was also feeling warmer. Probably time to slow it down. "I don't know. Guys like to think that the equipment is enough. It's not. Thank god for guys like Zuko, otherwise she'd be a bigger pain in the ass than usual. At least one of us is happy."

Aang raised a brow. "And you're not? I thought that Duke guy you were dating a while ago was amazing. You told me yourself." Unfortunately that was true. Best friends told each other everything, and Aang and Toph got to the point where they detailed their sex lives to the other if it was particularly memorable or particularly revolting. Sokka thought is was kind of weird because they were of opposite genders, but Aang and Toph learned to roll with it. Besides, Sokka was the same guy that said a straight male and a straight female could not remain platonic friends. Which was ridiculous. Toph and Aang were doing just fine.

Totally. Completely. No doubt.

"I said he was an amazing kisser," Toph corrected, returning back to the conversation. "You would think the tongue talent would carry over, but apparently not."

Aang frowned. "Oh come on. You had to have had a boyfriend that's made you orgasm at least once," he stated boldly, drawing courage from his intoxicated state.

Toph shook her head and trace her finger along the rim of her glass. "Nope. No one. For now, I'm the only who can do a decent enough job at it." Toph snapped her mouth shut and blinked. Had she actually said that? To Aang? Surely, they just crossed a line. By the look on Aang's face, he must have noticed it too.

"Wait a minute," Aang said, moving one stool down so that he was sitting directly next to her. "No one?"

Too late to back out of the conversation now. They were already here. Toph shook her head and shrugged in a "what are you gonna do?" kind of way. "Nope. No one."

Aang must not have been able to handle the information, because he frowned and tilted his head on confusion. "That's awful! If you're having sex with someone, they should at least be considerate enough to make sure you're enjoying yourself too."

Toph hummed in thought. "I never though about it being inconsiderate," she thought aloud. "It just…never happened. It was annoying, but…"

"Toph, you're in your twenties," Aang informed her, as if she wasn't completely aware of it, thank you very much.

"Yeah, I know!" Toph exclaimed in annoyance. "Look, it's not even that big of a deal. If that many guys have issues with it, it must be pretty hard to do." Toph wasn't even sure if that was true, but admitting that to herself would make her feel better about the fact that she was apparently missing out on something huge since Aang was making it sound like a travesty. Of course, Aang had the privilege to be shocked about something like that. Not only was he a guy, but he dated a decent amount of girls and probably hooked up with them to boot, having had his share of pleasurable experiences. Not that it was much of a surprise. Aang was attractive enough and had a great enough personality that he could charm anybody.

Toph coughed. You know. Attractive in the completely objective sense of the word. Not that she found Aang attractive. That was just weird. Of course now that the thought was in her head, she couldn't get rid of it. She had always inadvertently admired him in little bursts throughout their friendship. How he always brought homemade soup to her apartment when she was sick. How he'd always pay for her movie tickets whenever they decided to waste an entire Friday afternoon. How nice his biceps looked in tank tops. Or how attractive he looked after coming back from the gym all covered in sweat, his hair mussed up, his muscles still tensing from the workout…

…yeah. Objective observations.

Realizing that her drunken mind was doing a number on her, Toph was about to drop the conversation, but Aang beat her to it by responding to her previous statement. "Actually," Aang began. "It's not all that difficult."

Toph's eyes widened. Did his voice just get huskier, or was that just because of the alcohol he was drinking? Or was she imagining things? Still, she wasn't one to back down. "Oh really?" she asked, sounding completely ignorant.

Aang shook his head simply. "If you bother to know what you're doing, it's simple."

"So you always know what you're doing?" Toph laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

But Aang seemed to be taking this conversation more seriously than she was. "Yeah," he told her, looking directly at her. "I know exactly how to get a rise out of girls. Again. It's simple. Other guys have no excuse."

For some reason, those words punched her straight in a spot that shouldn't have been warming up due to alcohol or words coming out of Aang's mouth. Toph fidgeted imperceptibly, but didn't keep her eyes off of Aang. "And exactly how simple is it?" Ugh! Stupid question! Don't instigate this! He's going to think she's coming on to him!

Aang polished off the shot that he hadn't touched until now and leaned in closer, darting his eyes around to make sure that no one was overhearing. "Well," he began slowly, leaving Toph to hang off of his every word. "It's all about giving the right amount of attention. See, most guys are too eager. They want everything done as quickly as they can to brag about how quickly they made their girlfriends finish. But, the best way to get a girl's toes curling is to leave her wanting more than you'll give her."

Okay. Toph was definitely letting this conversation affect her. "What do you mean by that?"

"You have to make her want you," Aang emphasized. "Skirting around the place she wants you to touch the most, pulling back the moment you feel her muscles tightening, making her desperate and needy…it's when she's at her wits end and about to fall apart that a climax comes easily. You have to be precise and full of intention. Because she can't enjoy the sensations if they're all over the place. From what I've learned, girls love it when you can lavish your complete attention on a specific spot. Keep it consistent, keep it purposeful, show her that you're absolutely enjoying the hell out of yourself…" he trailed off.

Oh God, Toph thought in a panic. She had already crossed her legs in the middle of that entire speech. What was happening? Was Aang flirting? Was he drunk? Was this on purpose? She wasn't supposed to be reacting to this, was she? But how could she not? Aang's voice was like warm honey and his words were absolutely hypnotizing.

Stupid girl that she was, she asked, "Is it enjoyable?"

Aang honestly looked like he didn't know what she was talking about. She was suspecting that this was a total act. "Is what enjoyable?"

Suddenly feeling nervous, Toph looked around before she muttered quietly. "Going down on a girl like that."

"No one's ever tried it on you?" Aang asked.

Toph shook her head, too entranced to bother filtering her responses. "Either they never wanted to or couldn't do it right," she admitted. It's why she always steered away from oral sex. It was never stimulating.

Aang scowled. "That's terrible manners," he muttered. "Besides, it's wonderful. Reducing someone you care about to such a state of desperation and raw emotion is amazing to see. Knowing that you're the cause of it just fills you with so much purpose, and you want to make sure that she comes undone. You won't be satisfied until she's satisfied. It makes your anticipation grow, and suddenly the only thing you care about is her getting to that peak."

"You don't mind the taste?" Toph asked carefully, uncrossing and crossing her legs.

"Not at all," Aang responded honestly, his eyes boring into hers and making her entire lower body warm. "In fact, it's rather lovely." Whether this was in her imagination or not, Toph would never know. But she could have sworn that Aang's eyes darted down to the apex of her legs for a split second when he said that.

Toph breathed out, trying to ease the sudden tension in her body. "Oh," was all she could manage.

Aang kept his eyes on her for a little bit longer. But then he leaned away from her and sat properly in his stool again. "Yup," he replied simply. "Easy as pie."

Toph looked a little skeptical. "I'm sure it's not. You probably just really know what you're doing," she guessed, trying to calm her beating heart.

Aang shrugged with a brow raised. "Then you should probably get someone who knows what they're doing."

There was no way to know how Toph was supposed to take that, but she definitely took it in a way that made her want to bite her lip and rethink everything she had ever thought about her best friend. Damn it. Drunk Aang was not good for her. Drunk Aang was very very very bad for her. If Drunk Aang was this suggestive and this attractive and this sensual and this…

…oh God, what was happening?

The spell was broken when Katara and Zuko returned with their food. Aang greeted the two of them jovially with his same boyish, innocent smile, giving no indication that he had just left Toph a frustrated bundle of nerves without even laying a finger on her.

She blew her bangs out of her eyes and bit her lip in annoyance. Best friends didn't normally do this to you. Aang didn't normally do this to her.

Toph felt like crying. This definitely was not good.

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Lol. I'm awful.