Things had been going so well. They had taken out nearly half the camp before they were spotted by a single scout. Within three hours, they were surrounded. When everything was done, they had held back the camp, but when the fighting stopped and the survivors limped away, Sokka noticed that Ty Lee was gone.
Sokka trembled with rage, but when he looked down at Longshot and Bee, he knew they were too tired to continue.
"Stay here," he told them. Without waiting for a response, he ran forward and jumped over the edge of the cliff. Just before he hit the ground, he closed his eyes, focused his chi, and absorbed the impact with ease.
I'm not losing another one.
He ran forward once more. A few stragglers from the fight saw him, but he was in no mood to deal with them. His adrenaline pumped through him, slowing everything around him to a crawl. Each opponent died from an identical wound to the throat.
I will die before I lose her.
The edge of the camp was in sight, which meant that the guard could easily see that Sokka was not a companion. The guard opened his mouth to yell a warning, but Sokka's boomerang was suddenly lodged in the man's throat. The man fell to his knees and swayed forward. Sokka reached him and retrieved his boomerang just as the man fell face first in the dirt.
She is mine. She will be mine forever.
Sokka didn't think to question where this passion was coming from, as they had hardly spoken over the past few days. He just knew that he wanted her back now and nothing would stop him from achieving that goal.
As he stepped into the camp, Piandao's teachings flowed through him and suddenly he was the perfect warrior, a blade in the shadows. He danced around his opponents, only using his sword for the absolute kill shots. He focused his chi with precision that he had never managed before, disappearing under blades at the last second, seeming to turn invisible, and always knowing where his opponent would step next. His rage fueled him forward, but as he fought, he reached a sense of peace that warmed him to his very core. He would find Ty Lee and that would be the end of his hesitation.
He stopped for a moment and looked behind him at the trail of bodies. The remaining men were hesitant to get close to him. Finally, three men stepped forward; unmistakably the Lionhawks. The spirit that was currently battling with Aang had trained humans in a very unique style of fighting, with Lionhawks being the most advanced.
"You would die for that girl?" One of the men asked. Sokka's response was to lunge forward. He blocked his own flow of chi for a moment, making it seem as though his life force had vanished. The Lionhawk stumbled backward, directly onto Sokka's sword. The other two jumped around, obviously confused about how Sokka had moved so fast.
"Release her and take your men far away from here," Sokka said softly. "If you do that I will not kill you."
The men laughed and moved forward. They were fast, but Sokka had been trained. Piandao had discovered the way of Astral style fighting and Sokka was the second to ever master it. To him, these men were crawling. He ended their lives just as easily as he had everyone else's and laughed, wondering why he had been so worried about this mission.
He pointed his sword to a nearby guard.
"Where is she?" The guard trembled and pointed to the largest tent. Sokka cleaned his sword and sheathed it before walking in, seeing Ty Lee tied up in the corner. Sokka rushed forward and broke her bonds easily, never letting his eyes drift away from hers. Once she was free, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Sokka kissed her back, feeling a rush of emotions toward her.
In that moment, it seemed like they could read each other's minds. Ty Lee pulled Sokka's shirt up and over his head and Sokka untied her bra, letting her supple breasts fall. They embraced each other, feeling warm skin on warm skin. Sokka took her there without a second though. Their clothing seemed to just fall off and before he knew it, he was on top of her, feeling her lean body moving with his. Their breathing was matched, although hers was quickly getting louder. In his opinion, he had never felt anything better than her hips grinding against his, her skin against his. It was more than he ever imagined they would do.
"I love you Sokka," she whispered. He responded by kissing her back and sliding his tongue into her mouth. He nibbled on her bottom lip for a moment.
"I love you too. I'm sorry this is what it took for me to see it."
Suddenly, she pushed him off of her and turned over so that he was on his back and she was on her hands and knees, with her lips hovering just over his shaft. His mind went blank as he felt her lips close around it. All he knew was that his fingers were wrapped in her hair and his hips refused to stop twitching by the time she was done.
Ty Lee crawled up his body and sat on his hips, guiding his shaft into her and smiled at him as she put her hands on his chest, effectively pushing her breasts forward in the process. The whole night, they continued, stopping only when absolutely necessary. When they woke in the morning, they were still holding each other and they were still nude. Sokka kissed her and pulled her closer to him before standing and getting dressed. When he stepped out of the tent, Longshot and Bee were waiting in the middle of the campsite. Sokka grinned, wondering if they had made love throughout the whole night before.