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Stranded	By : Gunwild Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 32735 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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STRANDED
CHAPTER 2
By Gunwild
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Sokka had gotten what he needed for a fire – some hibiscus kindling and dry brush – and was all ready to start their ‘standby’ flame before dark, which would need to be kept on twenty-four hours a day in case they were required to make full-size smoke signals. Besides, there might not be predators on this island, but he didn’t want to face a bug-filled night without any smoke to keep the biters away.

He was going to start it soon, but was distracted. That girl Mai was going to get a fever. He knew it. She wasn’t infected enough to die, at least not *yet*, but she was probably going to be in for a fight. She needed to get some food, and the tide was still in so it would be harder for him to fish. So, Sokka was looking straight up. There were coconuts in a few of the tallest trees, and he’d heard of how people ate those things.

“Whatcha lookin’ at?”

Ty Lee was developing an unpleasant habit of surprising him. Although, as Katara might have pointed out, it was easy to get the drop on someone who got sidetracked so easily. Not that Aang was much better.

He looked away from her quickly. It was past noon, but the breeze had died and things were getting warmer. Naturally, the girl had removed her outer layer of clothing, leaving her in some simple under-wrappings – pink, of course. He noticed that the bottom segment had been unwrapped from between her legs, forming a kind of makeshift skirt to beat the heat.

“I am *trying* to think of a way to get those coconuts.” He twiddled his newly-remade wolf tail, contemplating.

She sidled up close and followed his gaze. “Hm. What about shaking the tree? I hear that works.”

“I need the green ones, the other ones are going to be hard to open, and all their stems are too strong to shake loose.”

“Plus it would be bad if one fell on your head. That seems like it would hurt.”

“You’ve got me there.” He drew his boomerang and scratched his bare belly with his free hand. “Looks like I’m gonna have to go for it one-on-one with this tree, wrap my legs around it and cut handholds on my way up. Probably going to hurt a lot, but it’s the shortest one I could find and I’m not gonna let anybody starve, so…”

Ty Lee reached out to the rough trunk, gripped with just the tips of her fingers, and began climbing. It was like watching a hog-monkey; she seemed to be able to reach out and grab new handholds without stopping to look at them first. She slithered around the tree like a serpent, made it over the last few ridges by letting go, jumping and grabbing again, and was soon at the top. A probing hand found a coconut, which, when turned, snapped free. The heft was good. “It’s not too heavy! Can you catch it?”

He slapped his hands together and put them up, licking his lips. He could already taste victory. Sokka focused on the coconut, watched her arm to determine the angle she was throwing it at, got preoccupied by the idea that it might rebound off the trunk, looked at the trunk, got diverted by the acrobat girl’s bare, shapely legs, looked at the legs, worked his way up those to the skirt, saw that the shadows barely concealed even more naked skin beneath that, gawked at the skin, strained his eyes to see her most private area…

… and completely ignored the coconut as it flew through the air at him and winged him in the head.

‘If your attention span was three seconds longer,’ his sister’s voice said to the tune of the sudden thumping in his brain, ‘You’d get hurt like half as much, you know that?’

“I’m sorry!” Ty Lee shouted. She dropped from the tree all at once, forced to land on a hand and knee because of the great height. “Oh, I should have known I’d screw that up. Mai’s the one who’s good at throwing things, I’m just a klutz who can stretch a little more than most.”

The speed with which she rushed to his side impressed him, especially because everything seemed to be moving in slow motion and vibrating like the head of a struck drum. “S’okay! Just a lil’ scratch!” Sokka felt like maybe he should sit down and pass out. Yes, that seemed like a good idea. He would do that.

But he was sobered up by something Ty Lee did. She put her palms on his ears, bent him over and kissed him on the head. Suddenly he felt much, much better. Also, his face was about an inch from her cleavage. She pulled back and grabbed his stare with hers, eyes huge and sparkly and gray like the far ocean. “Condition improved any?”

He nodded dumbly. “Uh, yeah. How’d you…?”

“A gift of chi. Technically, transferring it directly is an abuse of power, but I’d rather do that than see you get a bruise. Is it alright now?”

He touched the side of his noggin. It barely smarted. “Yeah! Wow!”

She tilted her head, appreciating his grateful smile. “Glad I could kiss it better. I wish I could do the same for Mai, but a broken bone’s beyond me. Do you want to give her that coconut now?” Ty Lee bent down to pick it up. He couldn’t help staring at her athletic form as she did so, down to the small jiggle that moving put in her breasts. They weren’t huge, but *damn.* She wasn’t even trying to be a little modest.

Naturally, she knew he was watching, and was proud of it. *Soon he won’t be able to resist!* She handed him their loot, making sure their hands touched. “Come on, Mai’s going to get really upset if she gets bored waiting. There’s nothing she hates worse than that.”

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Actually, there was something Mai hated more. It was this twinge in her head she got every time her heart beat. *I should take my leg off of this elevation or I’m going to pass out.* She struggled to keep her eyes open. *That idiot and her crush are going to get me killed. Oh, for the love of… I can’t stand this!*

Not too long ago her infant brother had developed a fever. The baby had cried every second he was awake from the hurt, face red, pitiable in every respect. That was what she felt like now, except that this was all the worse because she wasn’t a baby. She was old enough not to want help, but she was getting it all the same. That was infuriating.

Mai had some experience resisting pain, but that was pain one received on the outside. She’d been stuck, whipped, cut, burnt and plenty else in the course of training (and what Azula thought of as friendship), but this was worse. She was sick *and* wounded *and* stuck in a dangerous, degrading position. Hot tears stuck to her eyelashes. *I wish I were dead.*

Through the pounding of blood in her ears she hadn’t heard their approach. She only came to know that anyone was there when Sokka placed one of his gloves, cool and wet, on her forehead. He barely seemed to think about doing it. There wasn’t even sympathy in his eyes. This was just a matter of course.

She rasped wordlessly at him, unable to control her aching throat. Mai wasn’t even sure what she was trying to say, but as long as the boy knew he was being scolded she was getting the point across.

“Sure,” he agreed, taking the dressing off her leg gingerly. “Whatever.”

Ty Lee was pacing circles around them, tossing a coconut to herself. “Eww. She has green spots on her leg.”

This was true. Sokka found that there were tiny, gross infections forming. “I’m going to have to cut these. You want something to bite down on?”

Mai shook her head, hate clouding her judgment. *No way. Putting a bit in my mouth like he’s going to ride me.* She realized the double entendre of the word ‘ride’ and spat. *Just wait. He’ll make it about sex, sooner or later. Animals can’t help themselves.*

Sokka made sure to wash the tip of the boomerang before he began slicing the pustules open. He was lucky to have caught them this early.

Though her leg seemed far away, the agony was very near. Mai found herself digging her sharp nails into the ground and sobbing. *No one should see this! No one should know that I cry.* And yet they didn’t seem to care, either Sokka or Ty Lee. The boy just went about his business, dabbing the newly-cleaned gash with cloth.

She realized that she had grabbed something during the cutting process. It was Sokka’s hand. She had been penetrating his palms with pointed her nails all along. When he went to dunk them in the water, blood floated off.

For some reason she couldn’t even imagine, she felt sorry about this. And then she faded out of consciousness.

“There she goes,” Ty Lee observed. She poked her friend’s cheek experimentally, but nothing happened.

Sokka took his remaining bronze greave and fixed it on Mai’s injury. It wasn’t much of a splint, but it would do. Meanwhile, her fainting was not a good sign. “We need to get her cooled down. Fan her with leaves or something.”

Ty Lee dropped her makeshift toy and squatted next to him. “We’ll have to take her clothes off.”

Now Sokka went red, as though he was the one with the fever. “You do it. You’re a girl.”

“Okay. But you’ll have to watch to make sure I don’t hurt her by accident!”

He avoided her eyes as the procedure began. The circus girl knew, of course, that Sokka would check out Mai while she was being stripped. It didn’t make her jealous. A young man deserved a little titillation. Needed it, in fact. She winked while unfolding her friend’s ruined pants, tearing the waist because there was no getting them off otherwise. They fell off and left both teenagers with a view of Mai’s frail but long legs, bright white from being hidden for so long. *That’s what she gets for being an overdressed snob. For someone who complains that things aren’t fun enough she sure does avoid playing around!*

Her underwear was fancy. Black silk panties, all one piece that had been tailored for her specifically. She stirred just a little as Ty Lee’s deft hands unbuttoned her blouse and robe. “Nhnn…”

*I guess those are what rich people wear,* conjectured Sokka, who had never seen unmentionables of that kind before. Not that his experience was by any means broad, having only ever seen his sister in any noteworthy state of undress.

They looked very comfortable. For some reason the hardened gorget he always wore seemed to be restricting his breathing – but that was when he noticed that he wasn’t breathing at all. He’d stopped while watching one girl’s hands gliding over the other’s body. Why was that? *Yeesh, I’m probably just getting excited from seeing so much bare skin for the first time.* But as he thrilled at seeing Ty Lee give her friend’s belly a playful tickle after her robe was off, he knew that wasn’t the case. *Huh. A girl and a girl. That’s a notion to… consider. Carefully.*

In her sleep, even the grim Mai was susceptible to tickling. She smiled, which elated Ty Lee. “Aw look!” She pulled open Mai’s robe a bit wider and twiddled her fingers upwards, almost to between Mai’s breasts. “She looks plain ol’ delightful when she smiles, and she almost never does that.” Mai fidgeted, her sleeping head nudging to the side and grinning in Sokka’s general direction. She even chuckled tightly, under her breath. He found himself occupied by another strange thought: *She’s pretty.* Maybe not pretty like Yue or Suki, but… well, with her hair not casting a shadow down from her forehead, her features looked a lot more delicate and a bit less sharp. And with a smile her girlish hair buns were better complimented, certainly.

Sokka noticed that she was dangerously thin. Why did women insist on starving themselves? It made them look ghastly. Ty Lee at least had a layer of muscle over her bones, but he could make out the lines of Mai’s ribs against her skin. Being sick was only going to make her thinner.

“Coconut, please,” he demanded. She needed food quickly. This time Ty Lee simply placed it in his palm, pulling Mai’s robe off now that it was unbuttoned. He nearly dropped it in surprise.

Mai was well-endowed. She had big breasts for a girl her age, but they were tied up by her underclothes. Her friend unknotted the chest wrap at the back, and when unconfined Mai breathed much easier. She even looked like she had more color in her face.

“She doesn’t like people to see them,” Ty Lee explained with a conspiratorial quality, “Because she thinks they’re too big and get in the way. I’m going to take this off, now…” She reached behind Mai’s back.

“No!” Sokka gushed. “Um, no, just untie it a little. Making her mad’s only gonna aggravate her condition.”

“Suit yourself.” Ty Lee shrugged, then cast a naughty look at him. “Though I know you’re *really* thinking about seeing her knockers.” When those strong hands of hers gave her friends’ chest an affectionate – and rather long – squeeze, Mai made a noise that was low, long and aroused. Sokka imagined he could see hard points raise on her breasts.

“Feedhersomecocounutmilk! I’mgonnagonow, kaybye!” He nearly ran, crouched to obscure the problem in his pants. This gave Ty Lee a fine glance at his butt. *Cuuuute.* After a minute she remembered she had her hands on Mai’s tits, but didn’t take them off immediately. They were, after all, pleasantly soft, except for the two paces where they now weren’t. Though that only made them more fun to touch.

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The riled-up Sokka was soon panting, struggling, pounding away solidly with his sweat-covered right arm at the stiff wood in his fist, grunting all the while.

He was making their fire using dry brush and bark, thinking about how easily misconstrued the most innocent of actions could be by a perverted mind.

After all, Ty Lee was a girl, one who was obviously attracted to him. Even if he didn’t have a lot of experience with women, he was sure of that much.

So when she had been doing those… *interesting* things to Mai, it was probably just to mess with his mind. Females loved doing psychological stuff like that for some damn reason. Because surely a girl who liked other girls, *if* such things existed, couldn’t *also* like boys. That was just too confusing to imagine.

But then, women had surprised him before…

He noticed by smell that he had actually gotten a good deal of smoke going; he nudged some dry grass in and blew. A spark brought about a few more sparks, then another few, and soon he had a teeny flame, without the use of flint or bending. Naturally, though, he had to shield it from the tropical breeze as it grew. This stung his hands.

*Just focus on the work of surviving. All the distractions will fall away. Everything will be cool. These chicks will live, my side will rescue us and maybe they’ll be grateful enough that they’ll stop trying to kill us all the time. We could be friends. We could work together. We could hang out. Maybe go for dinner at a nice restaurant, or something. Mmm, real food…*

And thus, his girl troubles were forgotten for the time being. Though in his feeding fantasy, he did notice that he was seated between Mai and Ty Lee, and that they were all rather close to each other.

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TO BE CONTINUED
Next time Sokka and Ty Lee have a close encounter that takes them further than either expected to go… plus, Mai’s faced with an unpleasant dilemma: is it wrong to hurt someone who’s helped you?
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(Hi, friends! It’s Ty Lee here, answering your comments because the author’s kind of sick right now. How exciting! For me, not for him, I mean. Nobody likes being under the weather. Not that I would judge them if they did. People should be able to make choices like that for themselves. But they should be healthy, of course, which… oh, you know what I’m saying! I’m lucky because I get to use this computer-thing and all! Go me! Now, how do I bring up a review? Oh, yeah... look! Buttons!)

Not bad, for a plotless sex story. At least you're getting the grammar and spelling right, and nobody seems terribly OOC yet. More thoughts once the action starts up. PS: thanks for allowing unregistered reviews. Not everybody likes attaching themselves with some sort of permanency to these sort of sites. - anonymous approves

(Oh, that’s nice of you, Mr. Approves! You’re pretty friendly for somebody with such a strange name. And it’s only normal to want people not to know who you are sometimes. In fact, in the Fire Nation there are these clubs you can visit where everybody wears masks, and nothing else, and so people can’t find out who you are even though they do some *really* intimate things… how do I know? My parents told me about them. They’re, uh, interesting people, my mother and father. You’d probably like them. Though you wouldn’t know it was them…)

"Happy mouth"! That's adorable. I want to pinch her cheeks until I hear a tooth pop. – Archimedeas

(Wow, that’s a rather violent image! I take good care of my teeth and I’d like to keep them. But thank you for saying I’m adorable. I can tell by your aura you’re a good person! Wait, is that an aura or does the screen have dust on it…?)

Threesomes are hot and I can't wait for this one. – LoganX

(Heehee, neither can I… well, that’s all for now! Thanks so much for reading! And Gunwild wants to say that if he hasn’t responded to your email it was because he got a lot more than usual and his ‘spam blocker’ has been overactive… whatever that means. So try mailing again with more cool thoughts! Bye bye! [Gunwild@mail2world.com])
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