WARNING - THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M AND CONTAINS EXTREMELY SEXUAL EXCPLICIT CONTENT ONLY FOR ADULTS. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.
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TOPH
The vibrations under her feet spiraled everywhere as her sense of sight weakened. The moon-sake made the figures in the room look like shadows swirling in a haze. As they made their way past people enjoying the night, Toph dragged Sokka closely behind, her hand gripping his harder than she ever had. They both slipped out the grand doors ofthe throne room into a long hall. Toph was sure they hadn't been spotted by Twinkletoes or Miss Fire Queen. This was turning into the best night of her life and the last thing she wanted was baldy and mommy butting in.
"W-whe-ere are we goingg, Tophh?" Sokka asked . "Your house is tt-too far a walk"
Toph snickered. "We're n-not going there. Twinkletoes and your sister w-wwould find us. Tonight. It's you...you and me only."
Toph didn't have the luxury of being able to see normally the way everyone else could, and deep down that was her biggest insecurity. She knew the kinds of looks and reactions Katara and Ty Lee would get when they used to go out together. She had tried to keep up with them as best she could but messed up on anything and everything she'd do. She'd break her hair brushing it, she'd get the wrong types of perfumes (the kinds old ladies wore), and when her body hair grew in, she'd cut herself trying to remove it.
On top of that, her chest was flat like a boys', her feet covered in dry mud and admittedly, her hygiene was lacking too. No wonder Sokka chose Suki over her back then, but things were different now. She wasn't that same little girl that lacked basic feminine traits anymore. That's why she had that dress tailored, had her makeup done, and even smoothed down the bottom of her feet. It took her some time, but eventually she found which fragrances worked, what outfits to wear, and how to keep her skin bare.
They came up to a door with the sigil of a flying boar etched onto the metal work. Toph could feel Sokka's heart pounding, and she could feel his desire through the veins in wrists, as she held his hand.
"Watch this, boomerang," Toph pulled herself away from him and pressed her fist onto the door. She took an inward stance and pulled her clenched fist out, which prompted the door to swing open.
"Woahhh... So.. N-no one can get in except you?" Sokka marveled, which made her smile.
The room had been a gift to her from the Earth King for all her work at the palace. Should she ever feel the need to rest comfortably after her training sessions with the Dai Li, it would be easier than making the long trip home. Toph preferred the familiarity and solitude of her own home, so she had never used it before.
Toph replied, "Exactly."
Closing the door behind them, Toph faced Sokka and noticed how tall he stood in comparison to her. Her head only reached the lower part of his chest. His cologne was heavenly to her. A mix of sea salt, smoked leather, and sandalwood. Unable to help herself, she ran her fingers down his partial bare chest, and let out a small gasp when she realized she'd torn part of his tunic back at the party. He was nothing like the scrawny boy she had met four years ago, and her legs started to buckle as she continued to follow the line down his muscled chest.
Toph pressed off her toes and he met her lips with a tender kiss, tracing the sides of her cheeks. She felt her face become flush and the fire-months in her stomach fluttered rapidly just like when she was a girl. Again, she forced him in closer and heard another small tear in the fabric of his tunic. They both laughed together and kissed again.
His tongue played with hers and she jumped at him, wrapping her legs around his torso after he caught her. The room felt hot and the nerves in her brain sent signals everywhere making her shiver.
Sokka slid his fingers up her dress and squeezed her butt. The feel of his strong hands against her bare skin and impulse took over her.
"Put me down," Toph told him breathlessly. He released her and she took her hand up to her hair and pulled out a long silver needle-like pin. She shook her head and an ocean of shiny onyx hair fell to her back. Toph slid her foot lightly against the stone floor and sent a ripple of earth under Sokka's heels, causing him to stumble back onto the bed behind him.
Toph came and straddled him. "Well?" she asked impatiently.
Sokka read what she meant and pulled the dress off her, leaving her in nothing except her bindings. Toph responded by taking his shirt into her fists, ripping it off entirely and tossing it to the side. She sat with her arms around his neck as his strong hands squeezed her butt firmly. In her ears, she could hear the distant sounds of music and noise from the party that went on without them.
"Tophh, are you ssure about this?" Sokka asked her tentatively.
"I'm not a little girl anymore, stupid" she told him. "Don't treat me like I am!" A bit of frustration came into her voice, but she couldn't help it. The thought of still being seen as a child after going all this way hurt.
"I'm sorry. That's nnot what I meant...," Sokka responded, his hands still cupping her slender waist.
"Then what's th-the problem, huh? Is it cause I'm blind? What?" Toph felt her anger rising.
"Tt-that's nn-never b-been an issue, Toph," said Sokka defensively. "I jjust wanttt you to b-be sure... is all"
"I've always been s-sure a-about this. ," Toph snapped. "I've been sure for yearrss... you just couldn't see it. And th-that's nottt the only thing." She said, her elevated voice turning into almost a whisper at the last part.
Toph sensed Sokka's breathing jump.
"Ww-what do yo-yyou mean?" Sokka asked, clearly oblivious.
Wow... Am I really the blind one here?
"Stop t-talking alreadyy, stupid." Toph told him trying to drop the topic.
"Yeah.. Me too..." he replied, and with that he flipped her onto the bed. She let out a small whimper, surprised at how easily he could move her. Toph felt the couplers that joined her bindings unclip and come off. Her hair was spread out evenly behind her and as Sokka moved himself in between her legs, she closed her eyes and thought of the nights she would spend imagining this very moment. Fire spread through her chest as Sokka lightly gripped her by the neck and entered her.
Toph let out a cry as the sensation of pain and unrivaled pleasure became one and same. The years of her stimulating her own body failed to compare to this. The warmth of his muscled frame against hers, the scent of the dried herbs and incense that were somewhere in the room, and the feeling of pressure tearing into her made her scream out. Sokka's hips thrusted into hers with a primal fire, which only made her wrap her legs around him.
Time was warped and stretched out for minutes, years even. Toph couldn't tell, but she wanted to stay like this forever. Full of breathless moans and Toph's cries of pleasure, it worked wonderfully that the party continued loudly in the far-off distance. Toph could feel her stomach knotting and the pressure traveled downwards becoming a thorbbing pain until it left her control, and her body shook wildly at her climax. Toph threw her head back screaming louder than she knew she was capable of, and the motion caused her to accidentally earthbend, resulting in a massive set of cracks on the stone wall behind her. She felt his release and the warmth of it fill her much to her satisfaction and could feel the rhythm of his trembling body against her. Sokka kissed her with an intense passion behind it, and the fire-moths in her belly escaped stealing the air from her lungs.
They collapsed together, each trying to catch their breath. With Sokka laying on his back next to her, she reached for his hand still staring blindly up the ceiling. Her lips opened and she gave in.
"I love you".
To Be Continued...
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Avatar The Last Airbender nor the characters depicted. Avatar was created by Michael Dante Dimartino and Bryan Konietzko. All characters and settings are based off their world and is purely fan fiction made simply to entertain people as passionate about what they have created as I am.