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Blind in the Water	By : Maritova Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 28270 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
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Toph couldn't sleep.

Save for a couple quiet mealtimes, she had spent almost the entire day in her tent. The others had taken care of the camp chores, and today was Zuko's turn to train Twinkletoes. No one really seemed to need her today, and she was content to oblige them with her absence.

Maybe half an hour ago, right after she felt Zuko and Katara leave on Appa, Toph had Earthbended a hole in her tent and stuck her hand out. She didn't feel any sunlight, and the air was cool, so she was pretty sure it was nighttime by now.

She felt Aang's deep slumber, too, further revealing the hour to the Earthbender. Zuko had obviously trained him hard today -- harder than he could take, maybe. Hours ago, as she had wandered between dreams and alertness, she had heard them arguing.

Thinking of Aang, the phrase "sleeping like a rock" came to mind, and was promptly discarded. The Earthbender knew that rocks were always awake, always listening to what their brothers had to say, and all too willing to share it with whomever would listen.

She had drifted in and out of consciousness, replacing her tiredness with a disappointing lethargy. But that wasn't the main reason she couldn't sleep.

Toph raked her digits over the rock floor, the roughness permeating her skin. She knew she should just lift up her hands and feet from the ground, but she also knew that, no matter how tightly she closed her earth-eyes, she wasn't going to change anything. Any minute now, she was going to feel --

There it is. Suki, walking toward Sokka's tent. Toph frowned as she sat up, her feet still planted on the floor of her stony tent. What were you hoping, Toph? That they would spend a night without Zuko and Katara... alone? The Earthbender moved forward onto her knees as she grabbed her rope and opened the tent's rock door.

As Suki made her way toward her lover's tent, she was struck by the complete silence of the windless camp. Only the rustle of her feet sliding through grass marred the stillness. She fixed her eyes on the canvas of Sokka's tent as she approached.

The Kyoshi Warrior recalled her training and meditation, "catching and releasing" the image of the stone tent from her mind. In the past few hours, she had figured out how to fix everything with Toph. But the Earthbender would have to wait. Suki had to speak with Sokka first for it to even work; she was doing it for Toph, she told herself. But she wouldn't burden Sokka until afterward; that was for him. And me.

She reached out and pushed aside the canvas at the tent door and stepped inside. There Sokka lay, resting on his stomach, legs propped up behind him. "Well, hello!" he said, turning his head to reveal an enormous beard and a monstrous mustache covering his face.

Suki shrieked, falling back onto her bottom. A second of shocked silence hung in the tent, quickly followed by giggles and them full-blown laughter coming from her shaking body. She bit down on her hand in an inadequate attempt to quiet herself.

"Sokka!"

"I'm not Sokka," he drawled in a deep voice. "I'm Fire -- Wang Fire, and you've been a very bad prisoner!" On the flight from the Boiling Rock, he had told Suki of all his exploits over the past couple months. Grinning widely, Suki lunged toward him, reaching for the beard, but managed only to fall on top of "Wang," who lay on his back, stroking that furry mustached monstrosity with a demeanor of faux dignity.

"Sorry, Wang Fire, but you're my prisoner now." she said seductively, pinning him to the floor with a firm hand to his chest. Feeling him resist, pushing up against her, she released her hand. Her plan had worked; as Sokka found himself swinging forward unimpeded, Suki wrapped her left arm behind him, her right ripping off the beard and holding him close as her lips met a much smoother face.

"First rule of Kyoshi training," he remembered, breathing hard in excitement. "Use your opponent's strength against him."

"Maybe I should have worn my paints tonight," she mused. He certainly seems more cheerful now.

They made quick work of each other's clothes, Sokka's fingers dancing up her sides, tickling the pale skin as he made his way under her arms.

"Aaah! Stop!" she cried between laughs as she squirmed beneath his hands, trapped by her tunic. "Do you want Zuko to hear us?!"

"Oh, I thought you knew." Sokka's hands stopped for just a second, then pulled off the tunic and wrapped around her back, softly massaging below her shoulders. "He and Katara left about an hour ago."

Suki tilted her head slightly as she ran her fingers through Sokka's hair. "Really? And you're OK with it?"

"Well, Aang seemed to think so -- sort of. We talked a little bit. He's pretty smart for a kid," Sokka said, interrupting every few words with a kiss on Suki's shoulders. "All that Avatar wisdom stuff."

"Yeah, I guess so." Her eyes fluttered at the sensation of Sokka's lips rising up her neck, but her mind was elsewhere. Avatar wisdom...

Sokka noticed her silence. "Hey," he whispered, a knowing smile bringing Suki back to him. "Zuko, Katara -- they're not in the tent. We are." Their lips met once more, two naked bodies embracing each other tightly, slowly caressing each other.

She could feel his hips rubbing against hers, his firm muscles making small circles in her flesh. She slid a hand down his back, stopping him with a reminding pressure on his buttocks. "Let's enjoy ourselves a little before getting to the main event," Suki said. With all that had happened today, she could tell she wasn't as wet as last time.

"Let's make the most of the time we have?" her lover asked wryly, winking at her.

"Right." Bringing her hand back up the length of his body, Suki tousled his hair as she started to lean back, moving off her knees onto her back.

Sokka felt his head slowly guided down past her breasts, nuzzling the path of her belly as he passed her navel, down between her legs. His senses were overcome with that womanly scent that made his body ache. It all felt so unreal -- like a dream, he thought as he ran his hands along her thighs, glancing upward into Suki's eyes as her legs spread wide, barely parting her pink lower lips.

Breathing heavily, he stared up at Suki, all below his eyes obscured by her mound and the small patch of hair resting atop it. His nervousness was returning. "I've never -- I mean, you know that," he said. "But what do you --"

"What do I like? Don't worry," the Kyoshi Warrior reassured him. "I'll help you along." But I also want to see what you can come up with, she thought to herself, and laid back, letting herself get into the mood as Sokka's tongue circled to either side of her opening, tracing the paths between inner and outer lips. Her eyes widened slightly when Sokka gave her a few toothless bites along her folds, savoring the pressure and the unpredictability of it all. Her lover's nose nuzzled against her clitoris, and she felt that familiar longing rising in her.

Reaching down, she brought a finger to that point, circling the seat of her pleasure. "Right here," she said, watching Sokka move his tongue toward her fingertip. "It's most sensitive here." She jumped slightly, feeling a strong pressure from the very tip of Sokka's tongue. "A little more relaxed, Sokka -- that's it," she sighed as his tongue flattened and softly tended to her swelling clitoris.

Sokka felt Suki's hips start to move against him, and his grip on her open legs strengthened as he felt them squirm beneath his hands. He heard her give small squeals and moans, and he steadied his rhythm, loving the movement as she bucked against him.

A minute or so passed -- it was getting hard for Suki to tell -- as her groans grew louder and she felt the wetness between her legs growing. She gasped when she felt two fingers snake their way within, making her writhe before Sokka as they wiggled inside her.

"Sokka," Suki cried out, her breathing erratic. "Press against the top of -- right there, yes!" Her hips thrust against him as she felt his fingers curling upward. "Press hard!" she moaned as the exquisite sensations inside her deepened, Sokka rubbing up and down with firm pressure.

His fingers busying themselves inside her, Sokka shifted his tongue slightly downward, and felt Suki's body clench, the hand on the back of his head pressing harder. He could see her wide eyes, and felt a shiver in his spine when he heard her ever-louder moans. "That's perfect," she gasped, grinding against him. "Don't -- don't stop, don't move from that spot, no matter what!"

The sight of her writhing before him, the idea that he was making her cry out like this, threatened to overwhelm his senses. Sokka felt the rigid length of his manhood, its tip brushing against the cloth of the blanket they were lying on, a small bead of sticky wetness sliding down onto the ground. He quickened his pace, his fingers pressing even harder within her shaking body.

Suddenly, he felt her clench forcefully against his hand, her wetness on his face. Suki's back arched, her head propping her up against the ground. Her hips bucked and thrust against Sokka's tongue, pulsating and squeezing in throes of pleasure. A gurgling scream escaped her throat, her mind blank as she shrieked Sokka's name into the night air.

"Don't -- stop," she weakly whispered, her breath caught in her throat as he continued to press her inside and out. Seconds later, a second orgasm shot through her shivering and spasming body, layering over the first, unstopping her voice only to give a final scream of raw pleasure before she dropped back toward the ground, her limp body supported by Sokka's arms.

A couple minutes passed as Sokka held her firmly, staring intently at her reddened face, the wetness on his hands slicking her back. As Suki's eyes met his, he gave her a wide smile, overcome with the sight of this beautiful woman and the sound of her shivering breaths as she slowly recovered.

"That was wonderful," Suki said, her breath still heavy. She felt herself pulled up toward Sokka, locking their lips together. She could taste her wetness on his lips.

Pushing her breasts forward into his chest, their kiss broke, and Suki smiled as Sokka toppled back onto the ground, the Kyoshi Warrior on top of him. She felt something hard and hot press against her belly, and rubbed against it as her entire body slid down his, pale against brown. Sokka looked up, his eyes widening as he saw Suki propped up on one arm and felt a hand wrapped around his manhood, her delicious full lips moving toward its tip.
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