chatper 5 - the exchange of vows

disclaimer: I don't own ATLA

F.Y.I. - Sokka is 19
Toph is 16
Katara is 18
just thought I'd let you know.

Toph (present)

Katara beckoned the person in and Shida quietly entered as she had left. "My Lady, The ceremony is about to begin and everyone is to be in their places."

Before leaving, Katara lightly kissed my forehead and wished me luck. I followed her steps down the hall, oh, how I wished she could have stayed, but I knew that she couldn't. During our travels, as family years ago, Katara was the closest thing to an actual sister and mother that I have ever had. And those feelings were beginning to rekindle themselves.

Shida quickly styled my hair so it hung loosely down, and the tips bushed against my shoulders. She then applied light make-up. But it wasn't like that of what they put on us when Katara and I had our 'girls day out' in Ba Sing Se. This kind was lighter, and Shida put so less on, it felt as if I had none at all.

"My, you are beautiful..." Shida whispered as she pulled a lose hair back in place. "I see now why he chose you out of everyone else."

"Pft. Yeah, me beautiful, that's a laugh. "

"No, it's the truth. Your body is perfectly fit, not an inch of fat on you. Your vivacious attitude makes you appear strong and not afraid...all you need is a dress to show off those curves and a tad bit of help from our good friend, make-up, to put more definition in our face."

There was a silence as I took in her words. In my younger years I had always leaned on Sokka for strength, did he maybe lean on me too for the same thing? Guess I had never thought of it that way.

"Shall we go then?" Shida's voice came, finally breaking through the silence.

"Yes." I answered in a whisper.

I gently placed my hand on Shida's extended arm as we stepped through the door way and then she lead me down the hall.

Sokka

All the preparations were perfect in the great hall. The icy looking walls were covered in blue water tribe hangings, and the deep blue curtains let off a light, but sweet, sent. We had gotten the palace as a gift from the Fire Nation after Zuko had taken over and became our ally. Kind of a way to make up for it all, though deep down, we both knew it never would. I took one last look over the area as the food was quickly rushed in. Climbing up on a chair I attempted to readjust the hangings. It was something to keep my mind at ease…

"Would you stop worrying? Everything's fine." I looked over my shoulder just in time to see my sister roll her eye's at me.

I went back to trying to fix the nonexistent problem, when Katara pulled me back. She shook her head, when I finally gave in to settling down. The villagers began to flood threw the two wide doors as my sister lead me to my seat, lifted higher than everyone else's and nestled in the mid-back to the room. It kind of reminded my of the Fire Lord's Thrown room, only icy and covered in blue.

Another odd thing about my new home was that people didn't have to wear their parkas inside it. Special, low, blue flames emerged from perched glass bowls. The flame was not hot, so they would not burn anyone, and they never went out, but they gave out an immense heat that not only warmed your flesh, but it seemed like they warmed your soul some times too. It had been another gift from the fire nation.

I took my seat and Katara left me. Oh, how I hoped that my bride was almost done with her preparations. I, on-the-other-hand, have been running around in my wedding garments since I left her with Shida. They were nothing more then a simple white, tight fitting, sleeved tunic, with long white, flaps hanging down both the front and back of my legs. And dark blue pants with a dark blue belt. It kind of reminded me of what Katara would were went we all traveled together, only slightly modified, no fur tips, and different colors. Usually only the women would were the longer garments, and to be honest, I felt quite girly in them.

The loudness of the crowd grew, drawing my attention out of my own thoughts. I looked out eagerly, were they almost all here? No…Damn! Who in their right mind made it the rule that the bride had to be last to enter? Quickly I glanced to the empty seat beside myself, and then back up over the sea of people with irritation. I silently curse them to hurry, as I wished for Toph to take her rightful place at my side. There was no way I had this many people in my village...but finally the last came and quickly sat.

The room fell dead quite and I felt my body on the edge of my seat as if it would jump and bolt out of the doors. The seconds felt like hours, every possible question, scenario, fault flashed through my mind. My heart raced as if it were having a problem nourishing my body with blood. And my stomach sent jolts of fear coursing through my limbs, fear I didn't even really knew I had, when her tiny body came around the corner.

The last time I had come close to seeing her figure, she was only twelve and didn't have much to offer. But now she was almost fully grown, and the dress I had personally chose emphasized that crucial detail. The deep green and blue dyed fur on the openings of the dress symbolized both her old and new heritages, and the exposed chest showed off the necklace that I had hand carved. While the white of the actual dress symbolized her pureness and how she would be mine alone. The wives of wedding where the only ones allowed too wear furs on this occasion, raising them higher in stature than everyone else on the room, making it her "pampered day." Light makeup was applied to define her face and milky eyes. And her hair...now that I think about it I have never seen her with her hair down, and quite frankly, I liked it better than the bun she usually had. That hair… Just barley kissing her shoulder with every step she took. Truly, in that split second, the jagged tomboy I had grown up with disappeared, and a woman stood before me.

She was seated next to me and my heart beat rapidly increased. The hustle of the crowd began as she laid her head on my shoulder. My heart beat increased even more, but this time my manhood responded as well. God, why did she have to look so beautiful, and oh, why the reception already couldn't be over with?!

Toph

Sokka moved around uneasily through out the whole feast, as if he were a child who was told to sit in one place for too long. His temperature rose whenever I would show him any kind of affection, then he would moan as if in pain, but it was only loud enough for me to hear. Did he not want to be here? Was there something wrong with my attire? Was he having second thoughts...about me? That idiot…

Then the actual ceremony was underway; we both said our vows, how we would always be together, through sickness and in heath, and how we would love each other eternally, and all that. Sure, my voice was cracked a little, in nervousness in standing in front of all these people and wedding their leader. But he seemed to rush. It was slow enough to hear what he was saying, but there was small hints in his tone that made me sure that he didn't want to be here.

The final portion of the ceremony was now beginning. "The Dance of the Wolves", was what it was called. I had just been taught by Katara that is it a tradition only at weddings. It was supposed to ready the two newly weds for their "bed's." She couldn't tell me anymore though, as the chimes of a sweet song rung through the great hall. Sokka and I went down to the floor and stared a each other for a while before I pressed myself against him and he let out another one of his painful moans.

Sokka

OH MY GOD! I was doing pretty decent on keeping myself under control. But I had totally forgotten about "The Dance of the Wolves". It was an intimate dance that let the two newly weds bend and twist around each other to prepare them for..."bed." But since I was already ready for that, this dance was not going to be pleasant. She pressed herself against me and my body completely lost control. Lust for her body engulfed my being and my person began to shake violently as though it knew it would have to wait.

As Toph and I danced my mind was pushed back as lust began to take over my senses. The music finally stopped and held her tiny body in an awkward position...well; it was awkward for me at least. She was bent backwards, while I hovered overtop of her. Her body went limp in my arms, as if symbolizing that she was giving her whole life, body, and soul to me. I bent over and kissed my bride, triggering a few whoops and hollers of the crowd that I had shoved out of existence long ago. And Toph took it upon herself to deepen the kiss. I had always done so, so the transition was an awkward one for I was not expecting it.

Then it hit me, another urge! But this one was not like the ones I had experienced earlier, or like any of my past. I had to have her now or...or...I don't even know what would happen, and I wasn't going to stand around and find out.
-I lifted her with one powerful sweep, the kiss still in tacked. I walked backward until my back hit the door. Using my body weight I pushed it open, and walked out to the hall. The great hall exploded in whoops, hoorays and cheers, but I couldn't hear them. Only one thing controlled my mind and actions at this point.

3rd person

It had been about more then a few time in his three years of "solitude" that he would imagine what this would be like. Though Sokka was still young and innocent, and only knew what happened during these times from "men talks", those that proved to be no help, for he quickly realized that he had no idea what unfolds between two people. The beginning and middle and end of the whole ordeal, rising and falling actions…

Her pale skin blending with his tanner tone, and the light of the moon catching perfectly on the necklace with the rhythm they set. Imaginings of her skin, how smooth it would feel against his weapon, warn fingers, how the taste of her lips and tongue would be sweeter than anything before, and her silky black hair wrapping around them.

though what he had not imagined her laughter or their scents mixing, or the way she would whisper, as if it were her last words, I'm not the little girl you remember. Or the way he would respond, I'll be the judge of that... He had not been told that she would dig her nails across shoulder blades or that she would gently bite his shoulder or collar bone, or the way she would tell him exactly what to do. ( no slower, lighter,...now stronger...yes like that, please, like that ) or cling, shivering to him, just as surprised by her actions as he.

He had not imagined himself kissing her gently and whispering sweetened coos in her ear. And the ache or exhaustion his body felt after they where done. And how tightly and perfectly he modeled to the back of her side as she turned from him.

wrapping an arm around her waist, attempting to pull her even closer than they already where, neither of them saying a word, not really quite sure what to say. Sokka could feel the fatigue of his actions cloud his senses, and he fell into a deep slumber by the sounds of their heavy breaths and the fast beating heart that rang in his ears.

Here's what I imagin Sokka and Toph looking like. If you had a difrent idea, that's cool, go on thinkling the way you what them too look

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sokka's (wedding) clothes - i8./albums/a34/Hieilovesonlyme/avatar/IMG-1.jpg

toph's (wedding) clothes - i8./albums/a34/Hieilovesonlyme/avatar/IMG0001-2.jpg

okay sooo, my editor made up a nother endeing. and here it is. you may chose which ever you like tha best. :)

Margo's ending!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Her pale skin blended with his tan. The light of the moon catching the necklace that she wore, the thing that marked her as his to the world, reflected in his blue eyes as he looked down at her. "I…"He began to speak for a moment, as he laid her down on the bed that they would share their first night as man and wife on. "Yeah… Me too." Toph's voice interrupted him and he smiled. It seemed almost surreal as he undressed her, that this was the same girl that he'd spent a significant part of his adolescence with, but it was when her voice rang out, "You sure are taking your time, aren't you?" In a slightly irritated tone, that he knew this was his Toph. His Toph, those words were just to perfect for Sokka to believe, so in order to believe them he kissed her. The blind girl responded, wrapping her now naked arms around him, helping him as his free hands rushed to remove his own cloths. He looked at her, and it was as if the wolf his tribe represented was within him, it hungered for her, and who was he to deny that sacred creature's hunger?

Sokka moved his lips from hers, and traveled down to her chest, planting butterfly kissed down her jaw line and neck, suckling the sweetness of her delicate skin. "Mmm…"She let out a light moan, and even though it had only been light, it caused the tan man's eyes to look at her, and the swelling heat below his stomach to remind him of its existence. Positioning himself and Toph so she would be comfortable, he entered her slowly. Toph's arms dropped from Sokka's body and clutched the bed around her. It stung… She felt herself biting her lip, and cursing herself for it. As an earth bender she'd always had a tolerance for pain, but this pain was… It was as if her body was being torn into two, and her dark black vision world had turned a hot acid white. "S-sokka."She whimpered out slightly, and he leaned forward and captured her lips, silencing her as his hips buckled.

The black haired girl's pleas had changed in just moments; her body now seemed to crave the attention it was getting from her husband's. She moved with him, and he with her, as if despite all of the things they'd been through together in their lives, that this was the one instance that they truly had become one. And as they both, rather loudly, peaked and felt the release freeing the passion from their loins, they settled for a tender embrace, just holding each other, and drifting away to sleep.

their will only be two of these types of scenes in the whole story.
Both of them are crucial or the whole thing would be weird.
Here's one, and the other won't be until the climax.