Sokka moaned, catching her by the hips as his mouth traced ravenous kisses along her belly and thighs. Azula made a noise a bit like the screech of an angry cat and pushed him closer, where she wanted him to be. He laughed–that deep humming laugh that made her skin feel tight and hot–and then slid his tongue against her clit, strafing it.
Her head tipped back against the wall as she tilted her hips forward, surging into the wet, warm strop of his tongue against her clit. He flicked it, teased it, and then pulled it between his lips with another groan that they both shared. She tried to spread her legs more, but her underwear stopped her.
His attentions were single-minded, focusing on the little bud of her pleasure, relentlessly stroking it with his tongue and then pulling at it until she found herself shaking in place. She dropped her skirt, but he didn’t seem to mind. When she felt his fingers press into her again, she cried out and surged forward into the heat of his mouth. He filled her, stretched her, pressing against that warm, spongey place inside of her that ached and throbbed for more.
Again, she tried to spread her legs, but her underwear stopped her. Cursing, she reached down and caught the thin red lace. It snapped with a rip and she eagerly threw her leg over his shoulder. He laughed again, and the sound ran warm fingers all over her sweaty skin. He pressed hard into her pussy, rubbing little circles. Another cry left her, her leg shaking. She felt his free hand under the thigh slung over his shoulder, holding her up.
“So eager.”
She caught his hair again and pressed him forward. “Did I say stop?”
“No, Princess.”
“Then put that mouth to work.” He laughed again, but did as he was told. White-hot licks of pleasure circled out through her womb as he fucked her with his mouth, his fingers pressing, rubbing deep inside of her. She was dripping, the wet sound indecent in the echoing hallway. His tongue flicked and slid against her quivering clit until she was panting, gasping, her mouth open, her leg shaking. “I’m going to come…don’t stop…”
He took her clit into his mouth, pulling on it, the tip of his tongue flicking back and forth as he suckled it. It was too much.
Azula pushed off of the wall, a scream escaping her as white-hot sparkles tore through her body, centering in the place where his mouth–his stupid, wonderful mouth–was attached to her. Her pussy clenched on his fingers, gushing as her hips drove forward and back against his face. He released her throbbing clit, and then ran his tongue along it flatly, making the sensations start all over again. She pulsed and quivered, all of her weight leaning forward onto his broad shoulder.
As she slowly came down from her climax, she felt his mouth trail back to her thighs, licking at the moisture there. She felt warm, her muscles quivering, lips swollen… His fingers pulling out of her with another wet slish. She let out a breath and pulled her skirt back, exposing his head to the air.
Sokka looked up at her, that slow grin on his wet lips. His face was red, sweat on his forehead. “You screamed.”
Her lips twisted. “Only to swell your fragile ego.”
“It’s not my ego’s that swollen, Princess.” His brow quirked charmingly. A soft laugh left her, despite herself. And that was the problem really. As annoying as she found him, she also found him devastatingly attractive. It was why she allowed herself to be steered into this out of the way corridor in the first place. She’d wanted to get him alone, to see if he could use that stubborn, aggravating mouth for anything besides talking.
Well….she had her answer, and then some.
They stared at one another for a long, heat-filled moment, desire racing between them. She could see how much he wanted her in his eyes, how much he
When she dropped her leg from his shoulder and crooked her finger at him in invitation. He didn’t hesitate.
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5 Minute Fic: Sokkla (3/?) NSFW
Azula’s pulse raced as Sokka reached between them, undoing his pants with a jerk. Then he stepped closer, pushing her into the wall again. She felt his cock against her ass, thick, and hard, and soft at the same time. His booted foot caught her slippered one and she gasped when he shoved her legs a little farther apart.
His mouth nipped her ear again, sending those shots of pleasure scattering through her overheated body like crows on the wind. She pushed backward against him again, and felt him guide himself between her legs from behind. His cock slid along her wet seam, the ridge of his head rubbing back and forth across her engorged clit. She shocked herself with a whimper, as he pulled back just enough to find her opening. He pressed in, so wide and thick that her mouth opened, eyes squeezing shut.
Sokka made a noise, something like a groan, a soft, deep exhale that sounded like her name. Then grasped her hips in both hands, jerking her lower body back against his so hard that she found herself impaled on his cock. Her hand slapped the wall, nails digging in, her back arching.
“Fuck!” she forced out through her teeth, pressing back into him. Sokka surged back and then forward again, opening her to him with a hard jerk. She felt every rock hard inch of him, felt him in the heart of her. And she loved it.
She wiggled forward, her thighs tightening, her pussy clenching around his length. Sokka pulled her back again, wrapping his arms around her waist and her chest, pulling her back against his body. She braced her hands on the wall as Sokka rocked against her, taking her in shallow little thrusts that made her bite down on her lip to keep screams out of her mouth. He kissed along her neck, her jaw, and then turned her head. His kiss was shallow, off-center, and playful.
When he pulled back and thrust again, harder than before, her head fell back against his shoulder, a short little yelp leaving her. Sokka laughed and thrust again, just as hard.
“You like that?”
“Yes…” she panted as his arm tightened on her waist. When he scored her neck his teeth again, she could feel his muscles gathering. Her pulse jumped again, her heart slamming in her chest like a frantic, caged animal. He thrust again and she cried out, unable to stop the sound. The sound birthed an echo, her pleasure ringing in her ears. When Sokka’s hand covered her mouth she squeaked and started to pull it away, but he stopped her.
“I’d like nothing more than to hear you scream, Princess, but this isn’t exactly a private place,” Sokka said against her ear. She could hear the amusement in his voice. The smug surety.
Her elbow rammed back into his ribs, and the hand over her mouth dropped away as he let out an ‘oof’ of pain. She pushed him away and turned back around to face him. His blue eyes glittered as she grasped him by the front of the shirt and pulled him close.
“I don’t give a fuck about privacy,” she said and then yanked him down by the front of his shirt. He went willingly, hitting his knees in front of her. He looked up at her with an open mouth, tongue lolling against his lush lower lip. He had his glistening cock in his hand, stroking it. Just seeing it… Her blood seemed to pump harder, and she could feel it throbbing deep inside of her womb. She reached forward and caught his wolf’s tail again, even as she caught her skirt and jerked it up in the front. “You really want to make me scream? Prove it.”
And she shoved his face between her legs.
5 Minute Fic: Sokkla (2/?)
“I want you to fuck me.”
His lips grazed her skin, and she felt his laugh as it hummed up her throat to her ear. “Oh, I plan to, Princess.”
“Don’t get cocky,” Azula ground out through her teeth, her tongue flicking out and razing a blistering hot path up his neck. His hips surged forward, showing her just how cocky he was. She tipped her hips forward, one hand on his lower back, fisting in his blue shirt.
“Would you like me to take you to bed?” Sokka whispered, his voice low and rough in that way that set her soul on fire. She shivered at the thought of writhing beneath him as he held her down and took her–or better yet, holding him down while she rode him. She liked the thought of that a little too much, and the fantasy spilled across her senses in a tumbling rush that made her head spin. Oh, the idea of having him in her bed…at her mercy… His arching voice called her back from that delicious fantasy. “Or…?”
“Or what?” she managed, before he grabbed her and spun her in place. She found herself shoved against the wall, the marble cool against her heated cheek. Sokka’s big hands caught her skirt, pulling it up and out of his way even as he pressed his bound erection against her ass. One of his hands then caught her hair, tilting her head back.
“Or I could fuck you right here,” he said as she gasped. He thrust against her, pushing her into the wall, his hands digging into her hips. His teeth scored her neck, pulling at the skin as she braced herself on the wall, her mouth opening on a strangled moan. Little shots of electricity ran through her skin from the hard suction of his mouth and she writhed backward, shamelessly trying to ease the ache deep inside of her. He lifted his mouth and skimmed her ear, biting on it, sending those hard zaps of pleasure straight through her pussy.
She almost pushed him away. She didn’t like being manhandled…or at least she was sure she didn’t, since no one before him had ever dared to shove her against a wall like this, but something about the heat in his voice, the warmth of his body against hers… And the idea of him taking her, there, now…like he wanted her as much as she wanted him… Like he couldn’t wait…
Azula turned her head, and caught his eye, even as she reached back and pulled her underwear down her thighs. Slowly, Sokka pulled a simmering smile.
So don’t try to run, honey
Love can be fun
There’s no need to be alone
When you’ve found that someoneCountdown: 1 day to Gladiator’s Fifth Anniversary
Who’s shocked? No one, I assume…?
The song this time is entirely @focusas‘s fault. I admit I had a lot of songs that worked to inspire me while I worked on this, but he just HAD to suggest the song that propelled me into yet another insane obsession of mine :’D I admit I’m grateful, though, very much so.
What even needs to be said? 96 chapters of build up had to lead to an explosive resolution. If I hadn’t been working with these two maybe it wouldn’t have been that explosive, but alas, they’re just too passionate and wild, and thus, 97 is a major highlight in the story for obvious reasons. (also, I know you all feel that way too, okay? The view count doesn’t lie, you’re all as hopeless as I am, rereading that one so many times… xD)
Naturally, the lead-up, meaning, Sokka vs. Toph again, had to be in this artwork. I am growing increasingly fascinated by drawing Sokka from behind in action art too, I don’t know why he looks so badass but he just does. Very pleased with how he turned out. By now, Iroh is openly antagonistic again, and Ozai’s ironically more smug than ever. The irony being right above him, of course: his perfect daughter is betraying his trust in the worst way he can possibly imagine… and while I love Ozai because of all the reasons I’ve explained in the past, I find some sort of devious pleasure in keeping him in the dark about Azula’s secret. It’s just… so much fun to make fun of him for it?
Anyhow, I’m pleased with it. I hope it’s not too over the top, it is the first time I’ve pulled off something from chapter 97, so at least I can take pride on that. I’ll just hope it isn’t too NSFW for your tastes…
Azula’s head wrenched upward at the sound of a deafening thunder.
When you’re in the middle of trying to convince your bff’s sister that the two of you together is a good idea and then an explosion interrupts you just when you’re getting to the good part.
This is…the closest y’all are probs ever gonna actually get to smut from me. xD
Guard Duty – Sokkla (NSFW)
@moonwatcher13 commissioned some Sokkla! This is the longest single commission I’ve worked on to date.
Interested in helping me keep my car functional? Wanna read about your faves? Then consider a cage-free farm fresh commission!
Almost nothing Sokka had done in the Fire Nation had been
boring. Infiltrating the islands, leading the invasion of the capital, helping
topple a genocidal madman, the coronation and celebrations that had
followed—war was awful, but it wasn’t boring.Guard duty was boring.
He walked around the little garden house on the palace
grounds, thumbing at the pommel of his sword the whole way. By his count, it
was another quarter-hour before the patrol route would bring the section’s
Kyoshi Warriors back around so he had someone
to talk to. It was very lonely, having the Fire Lord’s unconditional trust.
Being the only one he trusted to manage his sister’s security since she’d been
moved out of that sanitarium. Sokka had agreed with that choice,
personally…until Zuko placed him in charge of her. Not that he wasn’t up to the
task, or had slouched in his new duties, but most of the time he was so out of
his skull with boredom that he almost wished something would happen just to break the monotony. Fortunately, or unfortunately
for his diminished sense of excitement, anyone with something against the
princess had long since been removed from any position to do anything about it.And then the bell over her door rang.
Sokka’s brow furrowed. She’d never used that bell, not in
the six months since he’d installed it. There had been no need, she was only
supposed to use it if she was in…danger…
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12750370/1/Aqua-Porking
Thank you so much to @nana-birds-artblog for the beautiful illustration to this story!
Written by: @fanwright and @purpleplatypusbear21
Three Sentence Meme: Sokkla, “Naked in a Shower” AU.
As far as Sokka was concerned, he had done nothing wrong – Zuko had given him permission to use his private shower after all! But what in the name of the spirits was Azula doing in there, and why was her silhouette so damn hypnotizing?! His trance was broken by a low purr of a voice, “Are you just going to stand there staring at me, or are you going to join me?”
Sequel??? XD
Wanna play a game, @fanwright? You write the next three sentences, and I’ll write the next three. XD
@purpleplatypusbear21 – Challenge: accepted 😀
Body and mind vied for control over his common sense, a diminishing urge to throw her out clashing with a black desire to caress her soap-covered skin.
As he entered the shower, clumsily grasping at the soap, he figured he never had much common sense to begin with.
“Uh, you missed a spot,” he grinned.
“Did I now?” she smirked, her naked body obscured by steam, “And I’m usually so careful.” Her predatory golden eyes hungrily roamed up and down his athletic frame. “Why don’t you make yourself useful and help me out with that?”
“With pleasure,” he smiled deviously, throwing caution to the wind as he closed the gap between them, the hazy glint in her eyes impossibly tantalizing.
Through the warm steam he placed a firm hand on her hip and with the other began to lather a small portion of her neck with soap, letting the water wash it away as he kissed her soft skin.
“Mmm, I’m going blind,” he hummed, breathing in her scent as he kissed her neck again, “I thought for sure that was the spot.”
@purpleplatypusbear21 – Your turn! 😀
“Y-You know I won’t tolerate any failure, Sokka,” she breathed, desperately trying to control the neediness in her voice, “You’re going to have to try a little harder than that.”
“Oh yeah, how’s this?” he growled before licking all the way up her neck, a dark desire pooling in his groin.
She answered him with a soft moan.
“You sound so cute when you fight it,” he whispered in her ear, licking ever so tenderly as his breath tickled her skin, “Now then… about that spot…”
Heart pounding against his chest, he pressed his stirring cock against her butt, letting her feel it as his hand glided down between her legs, pressing against her pubic bone.
Azula bit her lower lip, blushing as she groaned insistently.
@purpleplatypusbear21 – A wild notification appeared!
He touched her without hesitation, taking complete control over the slender firebender and enjoying every second of it.
The wonders this boy could do with his hand! Thoughts of what else he could do with other parts of his body flooded her mind but were quickly overtaken by the pleasure he was delivering with his nimble fingers.
Lower, his fingers began to rub gently against her vulnerable clit, teasing her arousal as the hand on her hip glided up to knead her breasts.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Sokka growled, his desire for her growing shamelessly as he kiss her tender neck.
“Mmm, do I now?” Azula teased, sensing the momentary desperation in his words as her hands reached behind her, hooking onto his hips.
@purpleplatypusbear21 – Sorry for the wait!
To intensify their contact, she rubbed her curvaceous bottom against his monstrous erection with slow sways of her hips, fully confident the boy didn’t stand a chance against her womanly wiles.
“You just love to tease me, don’t you?” he grunted through gritted teeth, wriggling his fingers between her legs faster.
“I don’t just have to tease you, you know,” she purred, her breath subtly hitching, “But I don’t think you’ve earned any more quite yet.”
@fanwright – Probably shouldn’t be writing this at work XD
“And I bet you’re just aching for me to earn it,” he smiled, slowly taking his hands away from her warm skin.
Azula was puzzled, slowly coming down from the high she so desperately yearned for as Sokka’s hands shifted to her hips, the sensation of his body so close to her’s taken away.
“Back against the wall,” he commanded, the words tickling her ear.
@purpleplatypusbear21 – Here you go!
“S-Since when do you bark orders at me, peasant?” she questioned with defiance, her lips trembling ever-so-slightly.
“You invited me in here, princess,” he smirked, his eyes darkening, “but if you’d rather, I can just take my leave…”
Although she knew he was bluffing, she craved his touch so badly that she found herself slowly turning around and backing up against the cool shower wall, her pulse rushing as she eagerly awaited his next move.
@fanwright – Wahoo!
Sokkla Dating
Sokka: Would you put an egg in your butt for one million dollars?
Azula: Well, that depends. Is it a raw egg or a hard-boiled egg?
Sokka: Hard-boiled. It won’t break or anything.
Azula: Oh, then sure, I guess.
Sokka: It’s a platypus-bear egg by the way.
Azula: …
Is there a better excuse to draw your OTP making out than International Kissing Day?
… Maybe, but either way, the more Sokkla kisses, the better!
Tbh I didn’t even know it was today exactly, only reason I found out was because Twitter said so :’D but I had said I wanted to make something for it, so here we go!
The full picture is under the cut:
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