Avatar: The Last Airbender (Toph/Sokka)
Title: Sneak Attack
Author/Artist: prpl_pen
Rating: PG
Warnings: N/A
Word count: 511
A/N: Set in a nebulous future time. Prompt: Toph/Sokka: Sneak attack - “I’m not a little girl anymore.”
Sokka later tells himself that if he hadn’t been drowsing on the riverbank after his evening bath she would never have taken him by surprise. Toph is about as unsubtle as a herd of elephantgeese, after all. But he is drowsing, and so his first indication of her sneak attack comes far too late, as her weight thumps down on him solidly, manacles of rock erupting from the earth to capture his wrists. “Toph! What are you--?”
“Sokka,” she cuts him off, her tone no-nonsense, “I’m not a little girl anymore.” He’s not sure how to respond to that, but she saves him the trouble, leaning down and capturing his lips in a rough kiss. She doesn’t know what she’s doing, and it’s obvious. Yue’s kisses had been soft, Suki’s fiery, and Ty Lee’s playful, but Toph’s is just…sloppy. He answers it, though, trying to guide her by the tilt of his head and movement of his own lips against hers. She really isn’t a little girl anymore; Sokka’s not quite sure how he missed that, but now the insistent press of her breasts against his chest is making it kind of hard to ignore.
She finally sits up again, looking as uncertain as he’s ever seen her. “…I didn’t even know you liked me,” he finally says, a bit stupidly.
Toph heaves a sigh that ruffles the fringe of hair hanging down over her eyes. “And I’m supposed to be the blind one.” Her expression turns a bit wicked and she moves her hands to his bare chest, fanning out her fingers to ghost across his skin. Surprised, Sokka strains involuntarily against the stone bonds at his wrists and Toph gasps. “Oh.” She skates her hands down his tensed abdominal muscles. “I didn’t know you felt like--”
Sokka can’t resist a cocky grin, flexing his abs as her fingertips linger. “Like rock, huh?”
Toph snorts, and lands a punch to his gut that drives the breath from him in a whuff. “No. But I’ve never…” She trails off, a small scowl not quite managing to hide the wistful expression on her face.
Sokka wets his lips, trying ignore the persistent suspicion that Iroh would kill him if he knew what Sokka was thinking right now (and Katara probably wouldn’t be too happy about it either). “Maybe you should take these off,” he says carefully, wiggling his fingers. “There’s…other stuff we could do. Um. If you want.”
“Oh.” Toph’s wicked grin has returned, and the thighs straddling his legs clench around him tightly. “Hm. I think…I think I do.”
“So…” he begins after a small pause. Sokka wiggles his fingers again before he remembers she can’t see them, and settles for a more direct approach. “…Are you gonna let my hands loose?”
She appears to mull that over for a moment, lids closing softly over her sightless eyes. “You know,” Toph says, beginning to slowly lower herself onto his chest once more, “I think I like you better this way, for now.”
Given the circumstances, Sokka finds little reason to complain.