Fire and Ice

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Amber eyes glared at icy blue. Her eye brow twitched in
annoyance at that cocky grin. She wanted to smack it right off his face. He had
bested her in their training match and no matter how many times she ran their
movements through her head the outcome was always the same: with her back to a
wall and sword against her neck. Her own weapon had been thrown to the ground
several feet from them, completely useless to her.

               “I
believe that’s a win for me and a loss for you Princess.” Sokka replied
smoothly, loving how defenseless she was against him. It had taken many weeks
to outsmart the prodigious Princess but his careful observation of her fighting
style had paved the way to victory.

               Azula
gritted her teeth, fighting off every instinct to blush at their close
proximity. Her sudden awareness of her position and the fact that he was
shirtless didn’t help. She could only redirect her frustration into anger
fueled words “Fuck you.”

               Sokka
pressed the edge of his blade to her throat. His entire body closed the small
space between them, until he could feel her every curve. His own arousal grew
as he noticed her carefully timed breathing becoming deeper and shallow “If
that’s what you insist…” with his free hand, he reached down her training pants
to graze his fingers teasingly over her pussy.

               Azula
clenched her jaw, fighting off any urge to lock her lips with his “That’s not
what I meant.” She replied through gritted teeth. Her hands closed to fists
against the wall, as if holding herself back. She’d be damned if she gave into
him.

               “Oh,
but I think that’s exactly what you meant.” Sokka whispered in her ear,
slipping his middle and index fingers between her wet folds. He knew that it
was only a matter of time before she would give into him. He just had to hold himself
back more than her. That shouldn’t be too hard…

               Azula
swallowed back her moan, fighting the temptation to spread her legs farther
apart to make his access easier. The threat of the blade against her neck…the
feel of his bare skin against her own made her blood burn with lust. It would
be so easy to kiss him right now, with his lips just a breath away from hers.
Each slow stroke he made crushed her resistance to shattered pieces. The
pleasure she would be consumed by if she submitted was almost enough to make
her waver.

               “I can
wait.” Sokka said slyly, feeling her will power draining against his skillful
hand. He decided to step up his game a little, plunging his fingers inside. He
felt her hips jerk slightly but her body was still as rigged as stone. He had
to admire her feisty spirit but it would become her down fall.

               Azula
tried to focus on something else other than the blatant fact that she was
getting closer to orgasm from this alone. Her amber eyes sought out his cool
blue ones “Not even you can keep this up forever.”

               “On the
contrary my dear, I can keep going for as long as I need. You’re the one with
her back against the wall and no real possible escape route.” Sokka grinned,
confident that he had her where he needed her.

“As far as you know…It’s ignorant
to celebrate a victory that hasn’t even happened yet.” She panted, feeling as
if her heart was going to beat right out of her chest.

               “A blade against your throat…my body
pressing up against yours…fingers currently occupied within you…it doesn’t seem
like you have much choice.” Sokka grinned. His tone only made her more
infuriated and turned on at the same time.

               Azula
smirked suddenly, her eyes gleaming with mischief “Oh, but I do have a choice.”
With her left hand she sought out the lining of his pants. Underneath the
fabric, she gripped his hardened member, hardly surprised that he was aroused.
Slowly, she started to pump her hand, listening to the subtle groan he fought
to hold back. She felt a gap between her throat and the blade now, letting her
know that he wasn’t focusing. “Does this turn you on? Feeling control from
having me pinned against the wall with your blade?” Her legs shook as his pace
within her increased.

               “How
can I not be?” Sokka growled, struggling to hold on to the leverage he had.
“It’s incredibly sexy to see the most powerful women I know reduced to such a
weakened state because of me.” Damn it…her touch was going to be his undoing.
Letting go of the blade and ceasing his motions, both his hands grasped her
wrists tightly to pin them against the wall above her head. They were so close
now that they could feel the beating of both their hearts. His arousal pressed
against her heated core and that action alone made him repeat it again and
again.

               Azula
couldn’t seem to gain back any control she had fought to have. A small moan
escaped her mouth. His relentless grinding made her legs spread farther apart,
welcoming any touch she could receive. Sokka began to kiss and bite her neck,
becoming lost within her scent. In the corner of her eye, the black blade
glinted in the blinding sunlight. Leaning towards his ear she purred “You’re so
predictable…”

               In one
swift movement, ducked down, managing to slip from his loosened grip. Ducking
down, she quickly grabbed the blade as she twisted her body away so that she
was behind him. Before he could turn to face her she held the blade against the
side of his neck. Her breathing was heavy as she hissed “Still think you’ve
won?”

               Sokka
chuckled, mentally slapping himself for being so careless. He should have known
better than to have let his guard down “Why does this not surprise me? I should
have seen this coming.”

               “You
should have…but you didn’t. Now turn around.” Azula commanded, watching as he
turned his body towards her. Closing the space between them, she held the blade
parallel against his neck. Gazing into his blue eyes as she whispered “I want
you to keep touching me as you were and don’t stop unless I say so…”

               Sokka
narrowed his eyes with a smirk on his face “Always have to have that control
huh?”

“Did you expect anything less?”
Azula replied with a smile, brushing her lips against his.

“Not at all” Sokka then locked his lips with
hers as he reached down with his right hand under her pants to continue
stroking her. Her essence coated his hands as Azula moaned within his mouth,
grinding her hips. It didn’t take long for him to hoist her up so that her legs
wrapped around his waist while he turned to hold her back against the wall. Her
grip upon the sword never wavered and neither did his attention on her.

Azula could feel the heat rising
within her as her breaths came in shallow gasps. She could barely keep up with
him as he slipped his tongue within her mouth. The black blade in her hands
fell to the ground, unable to keep holding it anymore. Her hips started jerking
in sporadic movements, unable to hold back as euphoria took over. Her low moans
increased in volume until she screamed his name. He never stopped his pace as
he was told making sure to vibrate his thumb against her clit as he repeatedly
fingered her, helping to ride out her climax. Azula took deep breathes to
steady her hammering heart, too consumed by bliss to care or notice that she
had given in to him.

Sokka didn’t want to stop there as he
placed her down momentarily so that he could slide his pants off. Azula eyes
were clouded over, no longer flared with the need to dominate him. He smiled
“You’re not finished yet are you?”

Azula managed to focus, meeting his
gaze with a smirk “The question is: can you keep up?” She slowly undid her
bindings around her breasts, noticing how his blue eyes flitted down to
hungrily take them in.

Sokka gave her a wolfish grin at
her challenge turning his blue orbs to look at her “You know I can keep going
like this for hours.” Reaching for the knot on her training pants, he untied
and slipped them off.

Now they were completely exposed to
each other, neither of them holding anything back. Like in their relationship
there were no secrets. That’s what Azula loved most. It wasn’t complicated,
filled with pain, or lies. It was always straightforward and honest. She didn’t
have to guess when it came to Sokka…she just knew what he expected out of her.

Sokka picked her up once again, her
legs immediately wrapping around him, their fight long forgotten. Slowly he
entered her, causing a moan to escape both of them as he started to pump into
her. He locked his lips with hers, kissing passionately. Azula met his fire
with her own, slipping her tongue into his mouth. With the wall taking most of
the support, he reached down with his right hand to grab her ass causing her to
gasp. Her hands reached around his head to undo his wolf’s tail, running her
hand through unruly strands.

His pace only got faster and
harder, the pleasure consuming them as it so often did when their training got
heated. Azula’s hands moved down to his back, clawing him until he knew there
would be scars tomorrow. Their climax reached its peak, Sokka groaning as he
reached down between them so that he could vibrate his finger against her clit
to increase the intensity.  She broke
their kiss in favor of biting his shoulder, moaning as the pleasure blinded her
to all other senses.

Calming down, Azula couldn’t
remember for a moment how to breathe, closing her eyes until she felt grounded
again. Her back ached making her wince, most likely from the stone wall digging
into her every time he ground into her. She smiled as she leaned her head back,
her head upturned. “Well, it looks like we both lost…”

Sokka grinned “Can you really call it a loss
though?”

Azula lowered her head to meet his
loving eyes, smirking devilishly “I don’t know…I think we should keep going to
determine that.”

Sokka smirked, loving this side to
her “Will you be able to keep up?”

“I think we know the answer to that
question” She purred, before locking her lips with his once more, eager to get
lost in him again.

That’s another thing she loved
about him…knowing that he’d always match her fire with a unique spark of his
own.