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Curious Depravity	By : AnotherAlien Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Toph/Zuko Views: 894 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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This is a Toph/Zuko story, which are characters from Avatar: The Last Airbender, though setting is an Alternate Universe set in the modern era, but with bending. In this story all characters depicted are adults.
This work is part of a series i'm calling 'Letting Go And Holding Tight'. As of writing this Letting Go And Holding Tight will consist of both this fic, Curious Depravity, which will consist of 3 chapters total, and Freak Is A Compliment, which will be a oneshot (i hope). I'm splitting the two for tagging purposes, fans of the show may already be able to guess why ;)
Before you read i also wanted to shoutout AndyABDL whose old Toph pic was a big visual inspiration. I can't find said art on Andy's current socials since they were on Andy's old which deleted a while ago, but you might still want to check out his current twitter, which is under the same name. Also: this was already a late submission when i first shared this fic, but this was supposed to be a submission for daisy-fingers' Duh-cember.
As for me: any comments, criticism or feedback is welcome :)

PS: I don't know how to add these in the tags, but TW: self esteem issues and references to past child abuse the latter is kept quite vague on the details and the former never goes existential, but that's just my perspective on it as a random internet stranger: better safe than sorry!

In retrospect, she can see it all started when she had taken to calling him Dadko. It had just been to get a rile out of him. Sparky didn’t quite fit him anymore since he started mellowing out and it had been an easy fit with how he’d always been the oldest of them. It was in his behaviour too, how he almost never let himself go when they started partying and drinking. He always just kept an eye out for the rest of them. She’d gotten in a few fights with him in those days. She’d just gotten her adult freedom and didn’t appreciate him trying to get her to slow down. They worked that out over time though, as he agreed to nag her less and she would keep her pace more after one too many embarrassing incidents.

She hadn’t known then, what a bottle represented to him. How that man kept Zuko from properly enjoying one probably forever.

But afterwards it became easier to lean into his touches. They had been mostly innocent ones too, tough it was usually when they’d be drinking. To this day her only gripe with alcohol was how the buzz messed with her earthsense. Not to mention how the broken glass or spilled alcohol forced her to wear actual shoes. As the greatest earthbender it still didn’t leave her completely blind, but it definitely made her a lot more clingy then she’d prefer to be.

At first he would just give her a light tap on the shoulder to let her know someone wanted to pass through their little crowd whenever they’d go clubbing or gently guiding her back to wherever they’d be staying, usually their own apartments, which landed Toph back into her bed more times than she cared to count.

Still, there were lines they didn’t cross; Toph generally stayed away from dating friends and Zuko wasn’t Available anyways, but then things broke off between him and Mai and slowly things changed.

It started with little things. He’d tug her wrists or push her upper back at those clubs, never enough to actually force her to move (not he could have even if he’d wanted to, not with her bending) and she’d hog his warmth more on those cold nightwalks back.

Not that that wasn’t anything unusual. Zuko’s touching was just tactile communication and with how loud things got there was frankly little other way someone would be getting anything across with her and while she may have been leaning closer than was strictly necessary on those nightwalks it wasn’t like it was hurting anybody.

But then they started doing it when they were just hanging out too, regardless of whether there was any alcohol involved or not and soon just all the time. They established a pattern: He would touch her and she'd lean into it.

She appreciated more about him than just those warm touches too, like his penchant for honesty, which, while a bit raw at times, never left her guessing about where she stood with him. (The raspy voice from which it came didn’t hurt either.) He was good enough with his bending to keep her on her toes during sparring too. (Though she came to wish he’d sweep her off her feet instead or–)

The effect he had on her wasn't fair. How anything he did for her left her wanting when if it would be anyone else she'd think nothing of it.

So when she finally decided to do something about it and ask him out. (And she wasn’t self conscious about her being the one to do it. Toph Beifong did things on her own terms and didn’t care about silly things like traditions getting in the way. She didn’t mind it, truly.) He said yes (of course), but had the audacity to say he ‘wasn’t sure if he could treat her the way she deserved’, like his rough hands hadn’t so delicately cradled her body and heart for ages at that point. Really, she was just making things official.

Toph jumped into their relationship like she usually would, though nothing seemed to follow the usual script. She would sit on his face, but then he'd lap away and massage her thighs and she'd turn puddy.

She even tried a scene with him and while he kept an open mind about it, or, more accurately, put on a brave face for her. Even blind Toph could tell he wasn't really enjoying himself and as a result neither could she. It made sense in hindsight.

Pain had been her escape, but it had been his prison.

At the time it puzzled, usually she thrived on being in control. It made her partners respect her. She thought she wanted to break his newfound cool and get a different kind of thrill. So she started to act (more) like a brat, rile him up trying to get a reaction out of him. And, eventually, he caught on and obliged her.

While it wasn't like she didn't love it when he went a little rougher on her, it definitely had its time and place, she had to admit to herself she preferred his more tender side.

With its only kink out of the way, their relationship settled into a smooth pattern. Until one day, Zuko joined Sokka’s annual fishing trip. Toph was welcome to come along as well, but since most of the trip would be spent on a boat, Toph had to pass. Which would have been fine, Toph Beifong didn’t need anyone, she’d be fine without him for a bit even if they had moved in together. It wasn’t like it would be permanent.

Except, she quickly found out, Toph Beifong did have needs. Toph had counted on her healthy libido, of course, but hit a snag once she realized her new relationship with Zuko had left her old methods feeling woefully inadequate.

It was her screen reader that ended up offering her some relief, though, mostly accidentally, it also presented her something that shouldn’t have intrigued her as much as it did .

She was horrified of what Zuko would think, but, even when he finally returned, the idea wouldn't leave her alone.

Now, it has become too much. The thought chasing her whenever they are together. It’s starting to distract from what they have, so, one time after they’ve finished, she tentatively decides to take a first step. Looking up from where she'd been nuzzling her face between his shoulder and chest, Toph releases a breath and takes a leap.

“I need to pee.” she starts, keeping her tone nonchalant, hoping he’d get the message.

“I guess I do too.” He muses, completely missing the hint.

She harrumphs, then pulls what she’d been told were her best doe eyes.

“Carry me?” she pleads, clasping her hands around his neck and rubbing her thighs together for good measure.

“All right.” he replies, before planting a kiss on her forehead and carrying her off the bed in a bridal style, though to open the door he moves her to just one arm and arches back to make her lean on him more. She squirms a bit at the added squeeze on her ass and thighs. She’s sure he’s doing it more than he needs to, but can’t fault him for it. The added closeness is nice, so she rewards him by nuzzling his neck.

After he closes the first door though, he starts to move her back. But she quite likes being level with him, so she pulls herself tighter around his neck and murmurs into his ear, a ‘please’ may have left her lips too, but this time it only takes one attempt to make him get the message this time. Because he quickly lets up on that attempt, instead pulling her more to his center instead of his right and wrapping right arm around her back. After which she promptly starts lazily kissing his face. He quickly reciprocates, only letting up when they reach the bathroom door.

“Someone’s clingy tonight.” he comments as he starts shuffling her around again.

“Damn right,” she says, “the world’s greatest earthbender is a high maintenance lady.”

“More like a high maintenance baby .” he retorts.

She laughs maybe a little too loud at that.

Then Zuko places her on the toilet, not bothering to leave the room as Toph does her business and instead just brushing his teeth. It’s nothing unusual in their relationship at this point. By the time she’s done, Toph opts to simply wait until Zuko finishes. Sure enough; soon he picked her up again, this time placing her on the bathroom sink, indulgently brushing her teeth for her while she quickly washes her hands, before shamelessly masturbating as he continues working her mouth.

It’s not something she does a lot, but she’d decided beforehand she’s gonna want him to be in a mood before confessing and this is as good a way to get him there as any. He doesn’t say anything verbally, but his tightened grip on her chin is telling enough.

Once Toph spits out the paste into the sink next to her Zuko grabs her once more and forces her against the wall, pressing against her. She gasps at the impact and forces her hands into the wall above her to make purchase. It should hold for tonight, she’d personally strengthened that wall for nights like this after all.

Zuko’s hot breath flows over her face, pulling her from her frivolous thoughts, this is it. She hooks her legs around his hips and puts on her best smile (she doesn’t need to try very hard).

“Before we start round two,” she says, barely keeping her voice with his dick pressing as hard against her folds as it does, “there’s something I need to tell you.”
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