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Feel It!	By : Gunwild Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Sokka/Toph Views: 37522 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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(The following contains adult content and descriptions of consenting minors engaged in sexual situations. Reader discretion is advised.)
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Feel It! Chapter 4
By G.W.
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In the hope of making amends, Sokka had caught an eight-pound fish this morning. It was one of the biggest he’d ever landed, and what’s more, he’d done it with his bare hands. One minute he had been knee-deep in mud with his pants rolled up, deciding which eel he was going to grab, and the next he was holding the largest striped spiny-back he’d ever seen.

*She likes fish. I know she likes fish. I’ve heard her say she likes fish.* His gut rolled over nervously. *Oh, man, I hope she likes this fish.*

By the time he got back to their camp, everyone was awake. He could hear Aang in the distance amusing himself somehow, and his sister was making the morning fire, and Toph…

Well, Toph was sitting on the ground, back to him, evidently having just crushed her self-made shelter back into a patch of rubble.

Sokka put himself on a straight path towards the fire, the fresh fish hanging by its tail in his hand. *I’m not gonna panic. I’m not gonna make a scene. I’m just going to act like I didn’t catch her in the act of… stuff, and I’ll talk to her about it later. Not now. Not now.*

As he passed her, Toph spoke. “Hi, Sokka. What’s up?”

Sokka responded in an upbeat tone he hadn’t expected of himself. “Caught a big fish!”

“Good going!” He walked past her and she didn’t look at him. At exactly the same time, they both thought *Well, that went better than I expected.*

By midday they were all enmeshed in their daily routines. The three benders were training, Momo was foraging, and Sokka was sitting alone and freaking out. It was surprising how often he had reason to do that.

*I’m not going to act like nothing happened. I like her. I think she likes me, at least a little. I have to approach her privately so we can talk about this like normal people. And I can’t let Katara find out. She wouldn’t like it. Never mind that dad was five and a half years older than mom when they started dating. I’m sure she has some crazy principle to throw in the way of whatever it is I want to do. Anyway, I need to weigh my options, consider, and behave calmly and rationally…*

“Can I talk to you?”

“Eeeeagh!” He fell off the log he was straddling.

“Aaah!” Toph only barely cried out in surprise, but she winced when Sokka’s head slammed into a large root on the ground. The vibrations had the kind of sharpness that suggested a solid hit. “Yeesh. Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Sokka announced, about a second before the pain started in earnest and his temple began to pound. “Ow. Ow. Ow. Not okay. Ow.”

She sat him up with a hand on his shoulder. “That was my fault. I snuck up on you.”

Neither of them said anything for a long second. Sokka found it in himself put a hand on hers, which was still resting on his shoulder. “We’ve been doing that to each other a bit lately, huh?”

He was terrified that she was going to yank her hand away and yell at him – or worse, leave and say nothing at all. That didn’t happen. Instead she gripped his fingers in her own. “Yeah. We pretty much have.”

After a pause, the both of them managed to force laughs. The abruptness of it made them both laugh for real and they smiled shyly. “I was really worried that you hated me or something,” Toph admitted.

Sokka scratched his chin, nervously wondering if he’d shaved closely enough today. “I figured you thought I was some kind of lurking pervert.”

“No! Wait, is that why you were gone for a whole day?”

“Uh… well, sort of. I had to go learn some stuff.” He noticed that Toph sat down rather close to him, and only let go of his hand slowly. So he *was* onto something. She didn’t hate him at all, and at least wanted to stay his friend. If he wasn’t stupid, and didn’t rush this, it might turn out for the better. “I went over to this village and… had some tea. Thought about some things.”

“Makes sense to me. I did that once.” She rubbed the dirt for comfort. “What’d you get out of it?”

“Oh, met some nice people. Did some reading. I learned… well, some stuff. Maybe I can use it, eventually. I hope so. I think it made me more confident, as you could no doubt tell by my cowardly topple from the top of that log.”

Toph giggled. Sokka felt déjà vu echo through his skull, as though he had heard the exact sound before, somewhere. Had he? The girl punched his arm, possibly a bit harder than she knew she was doing. It brought him back to himself immediately. “Did you just make fun of yourself? You never do that. Seems like you always leave it to us.” She flashed her always-knowing smirk.

“I thought I’d try to make you laugh,” he said. “After all, you couldn’t insult your way out of a straw box.”

“I can so!” She knew he was kidding, and so threw herself happily into the mock-argument. “Like, you’re so dumb, you think you’re supposed to put your boomerang down, run away and come back to it.”

“Well, you’re so dumb that if I said ‘yip yip’ you could float away on your empty head,” he retorted.

“You’re so dumb you think Jing comes in positive, negative and Extra Crispy.”

“You’re so dumb that your family’s symbol should be a winged *idiot*.”

“You’re so dumb you tried to figure out if Aang’s tattoos were directions to somewhere,” said Toph.

“You’re so dumb that you could make rock armor for yourself and forget to put air holes in it,”

“You’re so dumb that you tried to hitch a cart to an air scooter.”

“You’re so dumb that you were told to rock a baby and you threw a boulder at it.”

“You’re… scratching your chin a lot.”

Sokka didn’t know he’d been doing it that hard. “Um, am I?” She might not be able to see, but he didn’t want to be around her with a slovenly, stubbly face, and was still searching for a hint of leftover hair. “A guy like me will do that, when thinking. A little beard-stroking is the mark of a considerate man.”

“Like you can even grow a beard! Let me feel.” He was about to protest, but she was quick; she put her thumb, which was calloused from all her training, on the side of his jaw. Her other tough fingers were at the top of his neck, and her palm caressed his chin. It was soft, and unlike him, her hands weren’t sweating from anxiousness. Toph slid her hand around under his face a bit. “No way, that’s nothing. My father’s beard grows twice this much in an hour.”

“Oh, how do you know?”

“I’m an expert on how faces feel. You know I touch people’s faces to know how they look. I just, uh… uh…”

Now Toph, who seemed to have been pulling away from him, had the point of his chin between her finger and her thumb. Because her eyes didn’t betray a thing, he garnered her expression from her mouth. It was open, like she was surprised. Their faces were maybe three inches apart. “Toph?”

She only pulled him a little closer, about to the point where she could feel his breath. It wasn’t hot. It reminded her of being very small and being held by her parents. They were the only two people who’d ever had their faces this near hers. And now him, because she’d picked him. “I…” her voice trembled just a bit, at the edge. “I want you to know I said your name for a reason, when I was touching myself. I’m sorry if…”

He was trying not to exhale to hard on her, not knowing that she liked it. “You should kiss me.” He said it without thinking, and was happy the moment it had come out. Ideally, he would be initiating this, but he wasn’t holding her chin and he wasn’t about to throw the opportunity away.

When she *did* kiss him, it was quick and girlish. They barely got a sense of how each other’s lips felt, but it was obvious that his were smaller and softer then his. Her heart was beating so fast that she pulled back almost immediately. Damn it, she wasn’t *good* at this. It made her nervous like nothing else did. And she had probably done something wrong already, which, as a perfectionist, did not sit well with her. Maybe she could try again if he…

… but like in many a romantic story that had come before, he swept her up in his arms. Before she realized what was happening he was on his feet and holding her. Because of the difference in their heights her legs were hanging down, and all that kept Toph up was Sokka’s tight hug under her arms. She liked it. For once she wasn’t listening to the whole world through the ground – just one person. Everything she felt was his.

Sokka’s kiss was different from the one she’d given him, though not rougher. He seemed to want to make it last. What’s more, it was like he was kissing with his whole body. When he drew away he stopped squeezing her as hard. When he came closer she felt his back stiffen and draw her in deeper. Without asking, he swung her legs upwards and took her into a ‘carry’ position.

She spoke haltingly, still shaking against his chest. “I… I was so worried. And I wanted to tell you how it was, with me, but I thought you’d say it was wrong, like Katara would, and maybe you’d all think something was bad about me and make me leave…”

“No matter what, that won’t happen. We’re your friends. And… I’ll be anything else you want, now.” He placed his forehead on hers. She could swear that she heard him *think* when he did that, and it was like quiet music.

“All I want you to do is kiss me again.”

After a few seconds, this kiss changed a bit as he moved his lips. Sokka was remembering the things he’d learned, and taunted her awhile with the merest contact before kissing her again and again. He struggled for a second to open her mouth with his. For a moment she was trying to pull away, and then she was pouring herself into it with gusto.

*He opened his mouth? I can feel his tongue! It’s… this should be so gross, but it’s not. It tastes a little like what we had for lunch. Oh, wow. This feels really good.*

Sokka tried not to act the fool and move too fast. He didn’t simply ram his tongue down her throat; Toph was even more of a beginner than him, and he didn’t want to press his incredible luck. Eventually, he knelt down and laid her on the turf. Not because his arms were tired, but because he wanted to let her feel relaxed and free.

The moment he laid down next her Toph put her hands on his chest again. *His muscles are smooth, but they’re really hard. They’re not that different from mine, but they’re bigger. I can see why he’d want to wear a shirt that shows them a little.* She had a thought. “Uh-oh.”

“What?” Sokka ran his hand along her arm and linked their fingers. “Problem?”

“It’s just… what if Aang and Katara see us?” She bit her own, still-tingling lip.

Sokka thrilled her by pulling her on top of him, so that she was straddling him. Toph didn’t know why, but this made that pleasant sensation between her legs come back. It wasn’t just a prickling, though, but a full-on melting, like she was going to pee or something. Not that now was anything like the time to do that. “I’m not ashamed,” said Sokka, and she knew by his voice that he meant it.

“Neither am I, but… they might take it the wrong way.” Him talking and moving under her was exciting, in the same way that her fantasies on the streamside had been. “I don’t mean she’s a bad…”

“No, you’re right, she’d screw this up for us. We need to hide it, at least from her.”

Toph found, a moment later, that she had put both hands on his chest again and was dragging herself forward on top of him. She actually started going back and forth, and moaned.

“Um, Toph?” She was certainly surprising him.

“I…” Her eyes were shut and her head was thrown back. The maddest sort of thoughts were running through her head. Surely she couldn’t already confront him with the things she’d thought about? *If I won’t tell him everything, I don’t deserve him paying attention to me.* “I need you to do something for me. *To* me. Please.”

She didn’t know it, but he smiled widely. “I was hoping you’d say that. But if we are seen, then-”

The lust-driven Toph swung a cupped hand, and in an instant they were under a wide dome of both dirt and rock, completely in shadow. She dropped herself entirely on top of him, her hair tickling his face.

“Um, air holes?”

She remembered his crack from earlier, and then they were both laughing hysterically. Eventually she remembered why, and punched a small circle in the roof; enough sun came in for Sokka to see her.

He freed her hair in the same way he’d watched her do. Her eyes weren’t looking at him, but her smile was definitely directed for him. “I like your hair,” he informer her.

Then they were kissing again, this time without the reservation. Unable to restrain himself, Sokka began kissing all of her that he could reach. A love bite on the base of her neck caused her to nearly fall over; he was rewarded for his work with a high, happy yelp. He took that as a prompt to let his hands wander.

His finger invaded the back of her pants. Her little butt was very round; it squished just a bit, even though there was an earthquake’s worth of power underneath it. His other hand pulled the drawstring on her pants and the waist came loose, so he started pulling them off. “Oh, yes.” Toph kicked them away, and started tugging down her own panties.

*There’s a naked girl on top of me. Holy crap, there’s a naked girl on top of me! Finally!* Sure, her shirt was still on, but he could tell that wasn’t what he wanted him to get at. He put a hand on each cheek of her behind and spread them apart, then pushed them together, before working his fingers between himself and her. Toph’s skin was starting to get wet – not just from perspiration, but from a little something else. *Remember the instructions. The top is sensitive, and you have to be careful…*

“Please… your fingers! In me! In!”

Sokka didn’t feel like failing her. He taunted the outside for a lengthy, achy interlude before easing his middle finger in, knuckle after knuckle. The girl tried to work herself onto it faster, but he wouldn’t have that. He forced her to kiss him, which she did eagerly, while he traced the hot boundaries of her insides. “Like that?”

“I love it! But you have to, you have to – I need…” This was immeasurably better than doing it herself. And their hearts were now pounding in perfect time. The erotic sense of that only made her breathe harder.

“Okay.” Getting inventive, he took her light frame in his hands and bench pressed her from the legs up. She squealed in surprise, and then he was lying completely on his back and kissing the tops of her thighs. She was going to complain, but when he let her sit on his face she couldn’t say anything at all.

*If I turn my tongue…*

“Aah!” Toph punched the ground, which shook. She was starting to lose it.

*And if I harden it a bit…*

“Oh…” She was now squeezing her legs on his temples, and scratching her own skin like she was too hot to be inside it and had to tear out.

*And when I play with the little button, there…*

Once Toph had been close to a real, natural mudslide that had slammed into the wall of her family home. The combination of rushing earth and vibration and gravity had been incredible to feel. She’d gone limp with amazement. That was what this was like.

She came all over his face, and he was happy with how it tasted. It wasn’t as sweet as he’d have liked, but there was a note in one of his instruction pages that said these things could change with time and diet. And besides, it was a sign that he’d been doing his new job right.

Even though his mouth was wet with come, Toph pried herself off and kissed him, hard. “Thank you.”

“You sure you want to kiss me? I was just tasting your-”

“That’s all I want to do, right now.” Her heat mixed with his as they held. It was getting dark outside. She kissed him again, and gave his earlobe a little bite, something she’d seen her mother do to her father once. Sokka seemed to like it. “Do you want me to do you?”

There was a faint voice. Aang. They couldn’t make out his words yet, not even with Toph’s talents for hearing, but both acted fast. Sokka wiped his lips, not appreciating the waste (or knowing what he’d do about his complaining erection), and Toph battered her legs into her pants.

“Ah, crap!”

“Do you think he could find us?”

“He knows where we are! There’s a big round mound in the middle of nothing!”

She didn’t have time to re-lace her pants or put her hair back up before Aang’s head eclipsed the hole in the top of their ‘tent.’ Mercifully, she was at least clothed and sitting on her underwear to hide it from view. He didn’t look any more menacing than usual, just curious. “Hi, guys! Whatcha doing in there?”

“Toph thinks this is a good way to make a shelter,” Sokka supplied, before she was even able to think about what to say. “I say that one hole in the top will just allow mosquitoes in and warm air out.”

“I think it’s letting other stuff out,” Aang observed, waving a hand in front of his face. This one motion caused a gust that shook leaves on nearby trees. “It stinks in there.”

Both of Toph and Sokka were silent for a second, then pointed directly at each other.

“He did it!”

“She did it!”

“No way, gasbag! You’re the one who eats enough meat to bury a person!”

“Maybe bury you, short stuff! Do you need a running jump to get on the toilet seat?”

“Shyeah, right, like you know how to operate a toilet without help.”

“I’m from the Water Tribe! We invented internal plumbing!”

“What, the frozen kind?”

Aang said, “Don’t argue! Come on, it’s time for some food. Kiss and make up or something.” He skimmed down the surface of the dome and was off, back to camp.

When his sounds were all gone, the two new lovers laughed and embraced and did indeed kiss. “Okay, I hate lying to him,” Sokka explained, “But that was totally funny!”

It seemed the two of them had shared a lot of hardships, and some very good times. But there are very few things that bring two people together more completely than sharing a good laugh.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 5
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NEXT TIME: No time constraints, no hiding out. When Aang and Katara head off to investigate a strange rumor, Sokka and Toph do their best for each other… and it’s gonna be hot!
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(This fanfiction was not produced for profit, and without the permission of Viacom, its subsidiaries or other authorities of Avatar: The Last Airbender trademarks and indicia. Apologies to Messrs. DiMartino and Konietzko and the voice acting cast.)
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THE LETTERS SECTION

(Welcome to the letters page, where we take the time to respond to some of the reviews posted. Read along, won’t you?)

be3: Nicley done, I like how this story is full of twists, just keeps you guessing.

(You know what else is full of twists? The road to happiness with someone you care about! Also, curly fries. I’m sort of hungry. I wonder if I can go get some dinner…)

Spleefmistress: Oh my gawd... that was SO hawt. Mmm...

(See, why can’t the rest of you leave vaguely sexual onomatopoeias in the review box for me?)

Aqua Lancer: Greet story even though its only three chaps, I hope it's going to be atleast ten. Please continue the good work.

(Aw, you’re nice. I don’t know if I can make it that long, but I’ve decided to write something else afterward, and hopefully you’ll like that, too.)

K-OSS: Amazingly done. Not only in the prose, but you have such a magnificent way of writing dialogue. This piece is high on my list, not just of adult fan fiction, but fan fiction in general. You'd be surprised how many people think because they can open a text edit program that they can write a story. But you have out done yourself, and I can't wait to see what happens with Toph and the always empathetic Sokka.

(While I’d allow that a browser and a word processor are all the credentials you really need to start cranking out fanfiction, it’s nice to hear that I’m a cut above the rest. Or paragraph above. Or something else clever.)

Heref: This is amazing work. Add to it that you're good at summaries... Always have me wanting the next chapter.

(If’n you say so. Anyhoo, I hope the next chapter, which is all touchy-feely and hopefully pretty hot, will please you strange lot. Oh, and to the person who told me to hurry up; I don’t blame you for wanting more, but you have to realize that I like this story even more than you do, and if I can’t get it done quickly it’s not by my own choice. And remember, age ain’t nothing but a number! Especially when the girl’s got cute bangs, a tough demeanor and can bench press a full ton of granite. Salud! [Gunwild@mail2world.com])
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