Surprise, Sokka!
Commission for Fanwright 🙂
Tag: Sokka
Sokka: aaah you are so damn cute!!!
Azula: *astonished* HOW DARE YOU?
No Big Deal: Part III (4/?) – Sokkla – NSFW
Parts I & II: A03 | FF.NET (complete)
Part III: 1 | Part III: 2 | Part III: 3
I think I love you.
His words echoed in her ears as his
kiss seared her, gluing her to the spot. She couldn’t move, couldn’t
breathe, couldn’t even kiss him back.I think I love you.
The words tried to penetrate the
soporific haze of her post-coital mind, trying to tell her that those
words meant something. Something huge.If he even meant them.
I think I love you.
Spirits, her racing mind shot at
her, what if he hadn’t meant them?
Katara: You have a crush on Sokka, don’t you?
Azula: No, I want to crush Sokka.
Azula: With my thighs.
No Big Deal: Part III (3/?) – Sokkla – NSFW
No Big Deal: Part III (2/?) – Sokkla – NSFW
Parts I & II: A03 | FF.NET (complete)
“Come here, troublemaker,” Sokka
said, crooking his finger at her again. She glowed, flipping around
in the bed to face his feet, and backing up so that his head was
between her legs. Sokka reached down, tugging his pants off and
kicking them down into the scrunched up blankets.Then he grasped her hips, moving her
into place above him. Azula’s heartbeat picked up as she lowered
herself down across him, her breasts against his stomach, her arms
draped on his muscular thighs.“I’ve never done this before. Both
at the same time, I mean,” Azula admitted, feeling Sokka’s warm
mouth draw a line of kisses across the inside of her thighs. His face
had been smooth last night, but now it was rough with stubble and the
sensation of his hair prickling her made little shivers break out
over her skin.Oh, she could use to that feeling.
She could get used to a lot of
things where Sokka was concerned.
No Big Deal: Part III (1/?): Sokkla – NSFW
Parts I & II: A03 | FF.NET (complete)
Gentle fingers caressed her back as
she floated in a warm, dreamless sleep that seemed to sink over her
like lapping waves. She was vaguely aware of a heartbeat beneath her
ear, its steady ga-gong keeping time with her own, but that
was all that could break through the drift of her consciousness.She
was wrapped in a bliss she couldn’t escape from, and she was content
to let it take her.By the time the veil between her
exhausted mind and the world became thin enough to allow in reality,
morning had come and was mostly gone. She slowly cracked an eye open
and winced away from the warm yellow light streaming in through a
poorly closed curtain.
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