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In Bai Shan	By : Gunwild Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Sokka/Toph Views: 28261 -:- 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. This is a sequel to a previous fic, entitled Feel It – reading that one isn’t prerequisite, though, so feel free to have at this.)

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IN BAI SHAN
Chapter 1
By Gunwild

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Aang and Katara still hadn’t returned five days after leaving. Sokka was getting worried. Toph would have been worried, too, but she was feeling something else more strongly. She was… agitated.

“Why are you wearing all those clothes?”

Sokka crossed his arms. “It’s a habit of mine. You may have noticed it.”

Knowing right where he was standing, Toph threw her arms around his middle in a hug. She was getting desperate. “You get what I mean. Don’t you think we should take a little time for ourselves?” She shut her eyes tightly, squeezing her boy and hoping he noticed the concern in her face. “You’re not bored of me already, are you?”

“If I was bored of you, I wouldn’t be poking you right now.” Sokka’s hands weren’t on Toph. The poking was coming from the hardness between his legs, and he slowly pushed her away from it, though he held her hands even tighter. “I do want you. I want you *all the time.* But if they come back and we’re, uh, sharing a tender moment…”

“I know, I know. It was my idea to keep it quiet, remember?” She huffed and let go of Sokka’s hands, scratching her head. “Don’t treat me like I don’t see what could go wrong here, okay? I see it. I just have… I have…”

“Womanly needs?”

“Yes. The kind I can’t take care of by myself! And I didn’t have them until you got involved. You realize that this is all your fault, right?”

“Of course, dear.” Sokka kissed her, though he tried not to use much tongue. The last thing he needed was to start a makeout session that devolved into something more private. Like it or not, this was a secret they needed to protect from everyone else. Even though she was much tougher than him, Toph was younger, too, and blind. Katara especially wasn’t about to accept that.

She exhaled, gripping his shoulders and pressing their foreheads together. “Soon I’m going to be old enough to grab you in front of everybody whenever I want, whether you like it or not.”

He smiled, tapping her nose. “I’m looking forward to it.”

Toph, as if determined to keep acting cute to upset him, sauntered off while stretching her arms over her head. “Mmm. I’m going to go exercise and see if I can tire myself out.”

“You do that. I’ll just keep an eye on things.” He meant that he would watch for their friends, but that wasn’t how it worked out. As Toph started her workout, his gaze became stuck on her. She’d dropped down all at once to start doing cobra stretches, rolling her chest forward and then dropping it while tightening her butt. Even though he was more than a few paces from her, he could make out her panties under her clothes. She repeated the stretch again and again, always slowly and with steely muscle control. Around the tenth or eleventh repetition she began blowing her breath out through her mouth.

*She’s not actually trying to distract me… but I think that makes it worse.* He wanted to turn his back on this, just to see if he could spot a familiar shape in the distance. It didn’t work. Sokka knew he wasn’t going to be able to stop watching.

Toph revolved her shoulders a few times, then got on her side and threw up a leg. Holding it straight, she grabbed the sole of her dusty foot and pulled. This shifted the tightest part of her pants from her behind to her crotch. Sokka almost covered his eyes. He could just barely make out the divot where he’d so recently buried himself. It had, in Toph’s words, made her feel ‘better than anything ever had before.’ He had to agree.

*It couldn’t hurt to do it one more time. If they haven’t come back yet, maybe they won’t for a while?*

After finishing both legs, Toph reached behind herself, took a firm hold on the ground and formed a bridge. Now her green pants had ridden up her thighs enough that they left nearly nothing to the imagination. She’d run through the routine fast enough that a little sweat was shining on her skin. Her breath was a tad fast, her hair was disheveled and he could see most of the way up her shirt. If she just went another inch he would be able to spot her nipples, and maybe they would be hard, and…

“I think we need to go find out if Aang and Katara are okay,” he blurted, not expecting it of himself. The logical part of his mind had been trying to find a way out of this situation. He couldn’t take her to bed as long as their friends might surprise them. If he knew where those two were, he could sneak off with Toph and they would have no problems. But more than that, his sister should have been back by now and he was concerned. He didn’t need more troubles. “They said they wouldn’t spend more than a day there, and it’s been that long. If they ran into some soldiers…”

Toph was in mid push-up. She paused and grinned. “I thought you would never say it. If we’re lucky we’ll get to mount a daring rescue.”

“No, if we’re lucky they’ll be just fine, and happy to see us, and have dinner ready too. Gah, listen to me, I’m talking like Gran-Gran.”

“She’s wise, you’re wise, it’s bound to happen.” Toph stood, cracking her neck and fingers, and twisting her back a little. Their new hobby made her ache in places earthbending didn’t. “Do you think, uh… nah, never mind.”

Sokka cast a glance at her, still pondering what route they would take. “What?”

“Well, I… I wonder if I’ll get to meet her someday? That sounds stupid. I’ve only been with you for a few days and I’m already talking about dumb stuff like that… even *I* know it’s inappropriate. Forget I said anything.”

Both sat down in front of the blackened but empty fire pit to plan. Toph had scraped it from a particularly tough patch of rock for him, without his needing to ask. “I would love to have you meet her. She’d like you. I think she was the only one who ever thought I could land a woman, not just fish.”

“Why? Wait, are you ugly or something?” Toph poked him in the cheek to show that she was teasing. He still stammered when he next spoke.

“No! I’m totally not! I just seemed, well, by the standards of a small village… I was kind of… weird. I tried not to be. It might have been because I was the only boy my age. That was just the reputation I had.” He seemed ashamed of it.

“Sokka, look at me. I’m not exactly normal. And if *you* were normal, I wouldn’t like you much.”

The young man scooted closer and rested his head on her shoulder. She put her arm around him. “You know,” he mused, “I think this messed-up relationship of ours might just be the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Yeah. You think it might be destiny?”

“No. I don’t like destiny. Destiny is Aang’s thing. I’m just really, really lucky.”

“Huh, so you’re the lucky one? What does that make me?”

“Sarcastic, apparently.”

“Hah. That’s not too funny.”

Not so long later they were on the old Bai Shan road, tramping over the brush and weeds that were the signs of long disuse. Sokka was toting the entire tent roll on his shoulders, and Toph’s pack was serving as a lovely seat for Momo. The way was clearly marked. They passed through narrow valleys with high walls, and under a few natural bridges so perfect they looked like benders could have made them in the distant past. It was full of nice views – which, of course, Toph couldn’t appreciate. Even if she had been able to see, she was completely distracted by something else. Her feet.

They stung. She was being stabbed by pine needles. Those had never shown up in or around Gaoling – either because there weren’t any pine trees, or because someone cleaned them up when they fell. Every step she took, a few more pricked the arch of her foot, which lacked calluses and was very tender. *I’m not going to let him know, though. He can’t think of me as a fragile little girl.* She kept tramping along, feeling the needles crack under her weight. One finally broke in just the wrong way, piercing the skin. She barely winced, but wasn’t able to stop herself from saying “Ow.” *Wonderful. I can win an underground fighting championship but I can’t conquer pine needles.*

That ‘ow’ seemed to be all Sokka needed to hear. He dropped the tent roll completely and looked at her. “Do you want to borrow my shoes?”

“I’m fine. It’s good for my feet to be tough.” She lifted her foot and pointed it at him, proudly displaying her healthy layer of earth and the thickened skin of the sole.

He wasn’t impressed. “Is it good for them to be bleeding?”

She didn’t answer that. Not bothering to ask for it, he grabbed her pack and threw it on himself, hooking the tent roll under his arms. Then, after turning his back, he took hold of her elbows and lifted her up, sitting her on his shoulders. Toph nearly fell off as he stood up. “What are you doing?”

“I’m carrying you.”

She hadn’t been carried like this since she was a toddler, and even then it had been something of an ordeal. “I’m not a little kid, you know. I kick a good deal more butt than you.”

“Right. But you won’t be able to kick anything with busted feet.” He hoisted up the tent roll onto his shoulders too, so that she was held in place by it. Momo scurried along beside them, wondering why he’d lost his seat to someone with perfectly good legs of her own. It never occurred to him that wings made things much easier for him. “I respect you, okay? But that doesn’t mean you can’t accept my help. Besides, traveling with three benders doesn’t give me a lot of chances to prove my manliness.”

“Oh, that’s not true.” She kicked her feet a little, finally settled in on top of him. It was actually sort of nice to be carried, and at least she could feel him under her. “I think sticking it to me so hard I pass out counts as manly.”

“… good point.” He laughed a little, to himself. Well, this was nice. They were talking about things – even their sex life – without getting horny and distracted.

Or that was what he thought, until he felt warmth on the back of his neck.

Toph wasn’t getting wet, at least not yet, but she was a bit excited. Between her legs was Sokka’s head. Last time it had been there she’d been trying to scream with empty lungs and rubbing her own breasts furiously. She’d peaked earlier than she’d planned on and thought she might die when she had two climaxes, one right after the other like techniques in a combination.

Sokka realized that his girl was probably thinking sweaty thoughts about him right now. With her this close and all that heat on him, he started fantasizing himself. Who would be the wiser if he took her a little ways off the road, set down their gear and they fooled around?

*I need self-control. Just a little. And you don’t come by that any way but earning it.*

Toph’s breath was getting shallow. She tried not to let Sokka notice, but accidentally scratched him above the ear because of her shaking hands, and felt the first bit of moisture escape inside her underwear. “S… sorry…”

“It’s okay.” He rested his head against her thigh, still walking and resolutely ignoring the tent pole in his pants. “Soon. I promise.”

They calmed down, in time. The two of them were able to hold a conversation, and when the trees thinned out Toph could walk by herself again. Eventually the ground became dull and grainy, but Momo was there to guide her. “We’re walking on old ashes,” she announced. “Bai Shan can’t be very far away.”

They’d made excellent time. The sun was only just beginning to set. “I don’t get it,” Sokka admitted. “The Fire Nation might have blown the volcano to destroy the city, right? That sounds like something they would do. And the Earth Kingdom might have done it, because they’re not all hugs and smiles either. But didn’t anybody consider that this mountain might have just been full of enough pressure to explode on its own?”

“I was thinking that, too. It seems like a way better explanation, especially if there were earthquakes leading up to it.” She reached back into her education. Geology had always been a favorite of hers, for obvious reasons. “What do they call them… seismic precursors? I guess we’ll never know, now.”

“I guess in a war, blame is as useful a weapon as anything you can make in a factory.”

“Are we being insightful now?” Toph pulled on the straps of her heavy pack, sighing. “Because I don’t think I can get insightful on an empty stomach.”

“We can stop to eat, soon. If Aang and Katara are here, they’ll spot us from a good vantage point.”

“How can you tell?”

“Because of the huge mountain in front of us.”

“Oh.” She should have noticed that the shade was less spotty, meaning that they had emerged from the tree cover. “So… what’s it look like?”

“Hmm… can you feel the shoreline?”

*Waterline?* Toph stepped and cross-stepped, stomping so hard that a ripple came from her feet, rolled through the gray dirt, over rocks, into the water and out across it to the very boundaries of her perception. “Oh. So is there a river in front of it?” She would have been able to make out more, but these weren’t the right conditions.

Sokka, who had nearly fallen over from the shake-up, picked a stone off of the ground and chucked it. It plopped into the water loudly. “No… it’s a lake. Around it.”

“What?”

“There’s a mountain in the middle of a lake. It’s kind of pretty.” Actually, the mountain itself was fairly ugly – it had blackish, lumpy proportions from being so recently formed. But the water was clear, and he could spy fish darting around in it. The dark sands of the beach, the bent trees and the far shore where the crags stood weren’t threatening so much as odd and interesting. “Hm. Looks like it’s a whole donut running around the place. I guess the land rose around the volcano, but the volcano itself sank ‘cause of the added rock. That’d leave a big fissure to catch water.”

“Uh, doesn’t that normally take thousands of years?” Toph crunched some of the black sand between her toes. It was rough, but not too rough. She even stuck her feet in the water to cool them, and couldn’t feel much dirt in that. “Do you think that means this was unnatural?”

“I wouldn’t know. That’s not exactly my specialty. But I’ll bet that Aang and Katara went straight to that mountain to check things out. So that’s where we’re headed. I guess I could swim it, but you can’t. Maybe if there’s a log or something around I can make a two-board catamaran or a dugout in a few hours, a day at the most. I’ll need some heavy rope, so that’ll mean tying the tent down with the bedrolls, and we’ll have to leave them here, which doesn’t seem safe, but I suppose-”

Happy to interrupt him, Toph made an outward crescent with her arm, formed a fist and then punched in a long-stepping stance. The calm water exploded as a line of packed earth and sand pushed up through it. Even though it wasn’t deep, she could only form a thin bridge, and it had to reach the bottom. “Did I get all the way across?”

“Wow. You did. Well, I guess we can cross it as soon as I get my foot out of my mouth.”

“Hey, you’ve done everything today. It was about time I contributed.” Taking careful aim, Toph winked at him – she hoped he liked that – and then headed for the makeshift bridge. Momo, who was not interested in getting his toes wet right now, hopped onto her head. The bridge was already about an inch submerged, and would only fall apart more as they crossed. “Come on! Come along!”

He did come along, Following Toph as she plodded though the water. He was worried that she might lose her way or her footing, but apparently she could feel her own work very well. “I thought you said this ashy dirt gave you trouble?”

“I can move it just fine. I just can’t feel through it right at distances. It doesn’t echo properly. It’s kind of… deceptive.”

“Huh.” Sokka didn’t know why, but that particular word seemed important. There was something about Bai Shan that seemed deceptive. Not necessarily in a bad way, but there was more to this than what he was seeing. The lake shouldn’t be here. The story about people seeing waterbenders nearby was bound to come up in the folklore now and again, but he still didn’t like it. And for some reason the Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom still wanted the place. Why? An old volcano shouldn’t mean a thing to their overall strategies. “Curiouser and curiouser…”

“That’s not a word.”

“It’s a figure of speech.”

“None I’ve ever heard.”

“I just coined it. I’m a coiner.”

“You’re a weirdo.”

“And you like that about me!”

“I didn’t say I was smart.” She smiled. “But… I’ll say this. Traveling alone with you has been… nice.”

“Even though we’ve been wearing clothes?”

“Yeah. Even though.”

“Did I mention lately that I’m in love with you?”

Toph crossed her arms. She could feel that they were getting close to the other shore. “You have. And I love you, too. I’m just thinking…”

When she didn’t speak for a long moment, he caught up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. They were now paused on the bridge, only ten paces or so from dry land. “What? Do you want me to guess? I’m not a good guesser, even when it comes to the people I’m close to. Especially them. I don’t have an awesome home life.”

“I just think that… well, we do some dangerous stuff, and… we get in trouble *all* the time…”

“Par for the course. We’re adventurers!”

“I know, but if something bad happened to you I feel like I could spend the rest of my life feeling nothing but sad. That’s not normal. I’m not used to feeling anything that strongly, and I’m not sure if I like it.”

He hugged her from behind. “I know. But it’s okay to be afraid. You could lose me, or I could lose you, but… when I have you close to me like this, I feel like it would be okay, because having you for even a second is just perfect.”

It was all abrupt enough that she nearly started crying. She was that happy. “Thank you. But I hope you understand that I’m not going to be able to let anything hurt you, now. I don’t have it in me.”

“Quit worrying. Nothing will happen.”

And then something happened. Their standing so closely together made the sand under their feet fall apart and they slid off, tumbling into the lake together and splashing into it waist-deep. Toph felt Sokka lift her up by the shoulders and hold her above water. She realized that she was screaming and stopped, embarrassed. “Uhh… I still can’t swim…” Momo alighted on her head again, then took off because it was too damp for his tastes.

He laughed at her and tossed her whole body at once. She spun around, scared for a moment before realizing that it was far from deep. After taking a second to think, she threw an armful of water at the approximate location of Sokka’s head. He spluttered and then tackled her, leaving her giggling as she felt her back hit the sand and spray hit her face.

Sokka touched her face, the way she touched his to know how he felt. “You are *so* cute.”

Not stopping to think how visible they were, she ran her hands over his slim torso. The water that soaked his shirt defined everything completely. He was solid and warm. “And you’re… hot.” She couldn’t believe she was saying it to his face, but it felt amazing.

Hard, stifled and confronted with the thing he wanted most, Sokka threw away what he’d thought before. He didn’t care about secrecy. He didn’t care about decency. Nothing was going to hold him back. He actually tore the wet lapel from her shirt. Toph cried out happily. *This* was what she’d been waiting for.

Both of them thought they were alone.

But not too far away was their audience. A certain dark-haired, grimacing bounty hunter with a spiral whip tattoo on her arm.

She was across the water and crouching in some ferns. It looked like her suspicions had panned out. The boy who’d paid the brothel a visit – and refused her, of all people! – was in the company of a bounty. And it wasn’t one she would have trouble collecting on, either.

Toph Bei Fong, age twelve. Whitish eyes due to blindness, formidable bender, and apparently the girl Sokka had been talking about winning over. He had clearly succeeded, though June had expected someone older. Now they were making out or something, though she couldn’t see because he was so completely on top of her. They were young and voracious, so that was to be expected. People that age were always desperate to connect with somebody they imagined understood them. Adjusting the focus of her monocular, she licked her lips. Twelve and sixteen. At that age everything was potential and experimental. She could imagine how amazed they were with each other’s bodies, how new it all must be, how exciting even a little flash of bare skin would be…

“Don’t you move.”

She’d become too entranced. Now there was a knife at her throat. There were plenty of people who wanted to hurt to her, but she recognized the voice, and wasn’t happy to hear it. “Ah. The Fire Princeling.” She didn’t need to look to know that Zuko was sporting a contemptuous sneer.

“Don’t forget me!” The Dragon of the West dipped his head into her view. He was grinning as merrily as though this weren’t a life-or-death situation. Not because he was insane, but because he was almost certainly in complete control of what was going on. He wasn’t nearly as stupid or weak as he looked. “Hello, Miss June. It’s very nice to see you again.”

“I can’t say the same.” Realizing that they had no particular reason to kill her, she tried to move the engraved blade away with her fingers. It budged, but only slightly. Zuko – who a look showed had grown some proper hair – kept her still. “Is there some reason you’re here?”

“We came out this way because it’s secluded, once you get off the road. You might have heard that we’re fugitives.” Iroh’s explanation was totally conversational and polite. “So naturally, when we caught you stalking in the bushes here, we thought ‘Well! A familiar face is interested in our bounty! And we needed to say hello. Zuko, please put your knife down. She’s obviously not here for us. You’re making me look bad.”

“Then who? Or what?” His voice was seething and contemptuous – just like she remembered. “Spill it, bounty hunter!”

June didn’t say anything. Instead she just pointed.

Even from here one could tell that two young people were necking, and that their hands were quite busy, too.

Iroh stroked his beard pensively. Then he snapped his fingers. “Aha! The young lady I had tea with. There’s a bounty on her. That makes sense. She was nice enough that someone would miss her if she was gone.”

The former prince didn’t know what he was talking about, and didn’t quite care. His uncle seemed to be forgetting both that there was a bounty on them and that they were talking to a shiftless *bounty hunter.*

“Right. And while there might be a price on your heads, I can’t collect because I’m not allowed in Fire Nation territory.” June didn’t appreciate spreading this knowledge around.

Zuko lowered his weapon, but not his guard. “Why?”

“I’m sorry, but did you tell me why you were exiled?”

Iroh was still watching the goings-on between Sokka and Toph. “Say, they’re really enjoying themselves. Normally I would think he was too old for her… but relationships like that are often rewarding for both parties. Don’t you think so, June?”

She put her monocular back up to her eye. “I think you should stop hitting on me, old man.”

“What are they doing?” Zuko asked. June scoffed at his naiveté. Then she felt her breath catch, and she coughed, not able to think and watch and inhale at the same time.

Sokka had stood up and pulled Toph with him. Now she had wrapped her legs around his waist, which was in the water. Their pants were on, but he’d removed his shirt, and torn hers open. While she hung her head back he was assaulting her chest with his mouth, kissing, biting and licking. The girl was chewing her own lip and scratching his shoulders. Her small frame was perceptibly shaking.

*Holy hell.* June fell to her knees, staring in disbelief. *That kid works fast.*

“Oh, my.” Iroh seemed embarrassed for them, but did not turn away.

Zuko did. “That’s disgusting! Are they animals?”

“Everyone’s an animal when love’s leading them by the nose,” Iroh said poetically. “Hm, I can’t see too well with these old eyes. We should have kept a spyglass from the ship.”

“You shouldn’t be watching at all!”

“That’s probably true.” Iroh considered it, then reached a conclusion. “Well, if they didn’t want to be seen, I’m sure they would have found a private place. And I might even learn something useful, assuming we ever slow down enough for me to make a female friend.”

Zuko made a point of not even thinking about what he’d just seen. He backed up so that he was blocking his uncle’s view. “I can’t believe I’m hearing this. What they’re doing is *filthy*.”

“No. War is filthy. Revenge is filthy. Making love, if it’s done properly, is something pure.” Iroh patted Zuko’s shoulder consolingly. “But leave it to my brother to teach you the opposite.”

Sokka had now pulled Toph’s pants off and thrown them onto the sand. He was using all his strength to hold her upside-down, eating her out. Even though the blood was rushing to her head and her hair was below the water, Toph was undoing the drawstring on his pants. They fell down and she pressed her lips to him, making him even more erect. The water made his penis so slick that she dared to take as much of it in her mouth as possible. It wasn’t the whole thing, but it was more than half. She felt it actually brush the back of her throat, but sucked on anyway, delighting in the shaky moans Sokka made.

June couldn’t take this anymore. She’d always liked to watch, and she’d always liked to buck convention. She was getting off on watching these two children do the nasty in broad daylight, in full view of three people. The old man wanted her and the young one was disgusted. It was dreadfully exciting. She stuck her hand in her own pants and started rubbing.

Zuko reeled. “Agh! Flaming hells, what is *she* doing?!”

Iroh looked, looked away, then did a double-take. He seemed as surprised as Zuko. “Oh. She’s masturbating.”

“That does it! I’m out of here!” Zuko stormed off, just as June inserted her first finger into herself. She was already wet enough that the fabric of her pants was slick and sticky. She let her tongue curl nastily as she imagined that she was the one with that young man’s cock between her lips. She had a piercing, now, too. That would be nice to try out.

Iroh didn’t stare, deciding it wouldn’t be polite since June was so near. He did luxuriate in the sharp smell, and her noises. He thought he might have to write a poem about this. It would, however, be a challenge to find the meter that would let him rhyme ‘underage tryst’ and ‘ecstatic woman’s scent.’

Zuko’s abdomen was trying to implode from the embarrassment. Things outside the palace had never made sense to him, but recently it had all gotten worse. He wanted to be back with a tight Navy command, where the only sex that happened well out of his sight and mind. But the annoying tightness in his pants would subside soon. It always did.

Meanwhile, Toph had decided that several days of was enough. She bent the softest sand she could feel into a bed for them. Not a real bed, of course, but something flat enough and comfortable enough to suit their purposes. She even played the prank of tripping Sokka up with bending to get him on his back.

*This time I’m going to be on top!* Conversations with her lover had taught Toph that there were plenty of positions to try, but she knew it would be awhile before they didn’t hurt her. If they did it this way, she could at least control how much of him she took on. “Try to relax,” she advised him.

Sokka could hardly do that when a young lady was preparing to impale herself on him, but he did give it his best shot. He did go out of his way to keep his butt clenched; he didn’t want sand in his crack. *I’m such a romantic.* He locked their hands together as she knelt over him, getting ready.

It helped that she didn’t rush. The water on her was decent lubrication, though it would have been harder if they were doing this while completely submerged. Instead it was like getting into a hot bath very slowly. Sure, it hurt, but it was worth it. This time, unlike last time, she didn’t want to come right away. Her blushing face was split in her snidest smile yet. Something about being in this much control of his pleasure was intoxicating. It was absolute power.

After it was half-in, she gritted her teeth, pulled on his arms and took all of him. It was snug, to put it nicely. To put it realistically, she felt for a second like he was going to tear her up. Yet this passed as she became accustomed to the size, and soon she was starting to rock back and forth. Toph was afraid to go up and down just yet, but this wasn’t too bad. In fact…

Sokka yelled something – maybe it was her name, maybe something else – when Toph twisted on top of him. This caught her in the clitoris, so she twitched hard and fell onto him, eyes shutting as she felt the end coming on.

Luckily, he picked up on that and pulled himself out with his hand. His ejaculation went wild and landed in the water, where it mixed with some sand. Toph’s own fluids covered him as she breathed hard into his shoulder, struggling to remain conscious. Compared to the water, they were scorching.

It was a few minutes before either of them said anything. They wouldn’t be going any more rounds.

“That felt *really* good,” Sokka informed her.

“I know,” she answered. “I was there.” All the sudden exertion was giving her a headache. She started rubbing her sinuses, only to find that Sokka set her hand aside and did it for her. *I’d never have guessed that this was the same boy who hit me in the head with a belt the first time we spoke.* “That hurt a lot less than last time. I mean, it felt better, too. Like exercising.”

“Nnngh,” Sokka said, by way of exhausted agreement.

“So… did I make you smile?”

He touched her forehead, even though he was about ready to fall asleep right then and there on the beach. “Yeah. But I’ve pretty much been smiling since the first time we kissed. Or I will be now that we’ve washed some of the dirt off you.”

“Hey!” Toph punched him in the arm, rolled away from him and started searching for her wet clothes. “Just for that, we’re not snuggling now.”

“We probably shouldn’t do that out in the open, anyway.”

She noticed the opening for a comeback. “Yeah, I don’t wanna be seen outdoors with the likes of you.”

“Oh, come on! That’s not even fair!”

Across the way, June had made it to a small orgasm, but now that the children were done she’d stopped playing with herself. Standing up in spite of the wet spot in her trousers, she tucked her monocular in her belt sash and began stalking away through the trees.

“Say, Miss June, what’s your plan now?” Iroh asked, only too happy to follow her through the underbrush and chase that tantalizing smell. They should really make incense that smelled like that.

“It’s not your business.”

“Are you by any chance going to follow those two?”

She didn’t answer.

“That means yes, I think. I hope you realize that the girl is a talented bender, and as they could be traveling with the Avatar, you’ll be in over your head. It’d behoove you to take an old warrior and his strong young nephew with you, at least for protection.”

She didn’t say anything, but when Iroh stopped following her she turned around and waved him along after herself. “Well? What are you waiting for?!”

He grinned. “That. Nephew, come on! We’ve found someone who’ll give us our next meal!”

June mumbled something about freeloading firebenders, though she realized how useful two men of their skill could be. And if they turned into liabilities, they obviously weren’t very smart. It would be her with knives to their throats, then. Though she might play with the younger one, first. He looked like he had a tough spine.

“Uncle, I don’t think-” Zuko began, ready to protest following such an obvious pervert around. But then his stomach made a noise like a dying hog buffalo and he relented. They did need food. And they could always take the bounty hunter by surprise again, if things turned bad.

None of them realized how many surprises were still in store.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2
NEXT TIME: Find out what Aang and Katara have been up to – you might be surprised! Learn of June’s cunning plan to abscond with Toph, and the weird secret of Bai Shan. All this next time, so be sure to read again!
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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.)
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(Well, I decided to rush back into the adult fanfiction game after my break. I hope the work didn’t suffer for it – but hey, if it did, don’t worry, there’s plenty more time for me to get it right! Review if you’ve got any advice, and email if you think you can help me out. With any luck I can pilot this story to completion with regular updates and move on to more stuff. Another subject? Another sequel? You’ll have to keep going to find out. Stay cool! [Gunwild@mail2world.com])
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