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Sokka doesn't quite remember how she ended up in this situation.
Not like she's complaining, No, no, it's the total opposite.
All she could recall was her girlfriend coming home from work, throwing her jacket on the ground while kicking her heels off and literally pouncing her, murmuring out whiny little "Sokkaaaaa"s, wrapping her arms around Sokka tightly.
At first she thought that something had happened to Zuko. Did Zuko have a bad day at work? Did someone annoy her? Or worse... Sokka's thoughts were spiraling, imagining the worst scenarios possible.
But all those thoughts vanished when Sokka felt Zuko grinding her clothed crotch against her thigh.
Oh.
So that's what this is about.
In their bedroom now, Sokka shakes her head. She has her girlfriend lying half naked on their shared bed and she's thinking about Zuko's work? She's better than that! Who cares about that anyway? Not her, that's for sure.
Zuko was panting heavily with her face buried into Sokka's neck, mouthing at the skin there. Sokka could feel the puffs of hot air against her, indicating just how needy Zuko was for Sokka's touch.
Her beautiful girl always got like this after a long day of work and apart from Sokka.
Calling Zuko beautiful was an understatement. The other woman was carved by divine beings. With her soft hair that reaches her chin, her golden eyes that remind Sokka of sunsets and her full lips that wrap around her cock beautifully when Zuko feels like it.
And Zuko's scar.
It took Sokka years to beat the bad thoughts out of Zuko's mind. The other girl viewed herself as something impure and vile, believing she isn't worthy of any form of affection due to her scar and upbringing. Now, after lots of reassurance and Deep conversations (and therapy), Zuko doesn't stare at herself in the mirror anymore to seek out her father's mark, but views it as a part of herself that Sokka loves and cherishes. She still didn't come in terms with the fact that she isn't flawed, but she's getting better. And that's more than enough for Sokka for now.
Zuko spent years hating that part of herself, only for Sokka to love it effortlessly.
Sokka compared her scar to a rose once and zuko almost cried that day. She wasn't really used to getting treated with love and care, having only experienced violence disguised as affection.
God, Sokka loves that woman.
Sokka hums out as she kisses down Zuko's stomach and pauses at her navel, pressing a small peck on it and licks around it.
Zuko had a bellybutton piercing that Sokka loves to play with, be it tugging at it with her teeth or sucking the cold metal into her mouth. But she leaves the piercing alone, for now, and focuses on kissing down the trail of hair starting from Zuko's navel, disappearing under the fabric of her jeans.
That earns herself the cutest whine from Zuko. Her pretty girlfriend has always been vocal in bed, but Sokka will never get used to the sweet sounds that escape Zuko when they do this together. How can a woman be this perfect in every aspect possible? Sokka will never understand it.
"Sokkaaaaa.. don't tease," Zuko whimpers out and grabs a handful of Sokka's hair, tugging it towards her aching crotch, desperate for any form of physical contact.
Sokka just smiles. "Shh. Patience, Pretty girl." Her tone was a suggestive purr and Zuko can only groan in response, more than annoyed. "You'll get your reward soon. Be good for me."
Despite her words, Sokka can't deny her girlfriend anything. She loves to play with Zuko until she's a trembling mess, but she decides to be merciful tonight, especially since Zuko was already upset and tired from work.
Her fingers slide from Zuko's hips to the waistband of her panties and hooks them inside but doesn't pull them down yet, simply admiring the view.
Zuko was wearing that one adorable red panty with the tiny white bow on it.. Sokka groans out and stares at the soaked area between Zuko's legs and swallows. A clear damp spot has emerged and Sokka could see the outline of Zuko's folds, could see the way her creamy thighs were trembling for her, so needy for Sokka's touch.
Her girlfriend always got wet so quick and oh, did that do things to poor Sokka.
Another whine from Zuko makes Sokka snap back to reality and she pulls her panties down, mumbling out a "Sorry", before spreading Zuko's thighs apart fully.
Sokka thinks she'll never get tired of the sight of Zuko's pussy.
The pink folds were drenched and when Sokka uses two of her fingers to pull them apart, she catches a glimpse of Zuko's clit peeking out from under it's hood, already swollen and sensitive.
'She looks like a painting', Sokka thinks.
She could stay between Zuko's legs for days. Unfortunately for her, Zuko was getting extremely impatient, tugging at Sokka's hair tighter.
"Sokka, I swear to god, if you don't put your mouth on me, I will ki- ah!-"
Zuko's words abruptly get cut off when Sokka finally presses her hot tongue against her clit, wrapping her lips around it and sucks hard.
Sokka has to hold Zuko's thighs down with her hands or else Zuko would've fallen off the mattress with how hard she arched her back at the first lick to her sensitive skin. It's almost adorable how Zuko can go from a demanding tone to this whiny mess in just seconds, thanks to Sokka knowing how to play her body like an instrument.
"Sokka, Sokka, Sokka, Sokka-" Zuko practically cries her name out, tugging on Sokka's hair so hard that she's worried Sokka will end up with bald spots once they're done.
The way Zuko whines her name out was similar to a prayer, like Zuko is calling out to a god instead of her girlfriend.
And lord does Sokka feel like one hell of a goddess whenever she's buried between Zuko's thighs. If Sokka died in this very moment, it'd be the best way to go out, Sokka is convinced of that. It's like a blessing, to be able to worship this Woman.
And worshipping is exactly what Sokka does.
She keeps her head lowered while flicking her tongue up and down, occasionally licking into Zuko's quivering entrance. Zuko was clenching around nothing, craving something much bigger and thicker inside. But Sokka was determined to make her come with her mouth.
"Sokka- please.. please, want your cock-" or "Breed me-" would occasionally escape Zuko's lips. "Tongue.. not enough, please-"
Zuko's moans were shameless, if Sokka was a better woman, she'd care about their poor neighbors. Thankfully, she's.. not. Her neighbors shouldn't complain about hearing the sounds of two hot women making love, right? She knows she wouldn't!
Sokka groans loudly when Zuko tugs even harder at her hair, shoving Sokka's head further into her cunt, if that's humanly possible.
She obliges and moves her tongue further around, refusing to use her fingers to fuck into Zuko for once. They can do that later.
"I'm close, Sokka- please.."
Zuko was babbling nonsense now, practically shaking with need. She wanted to come so badly. She's definitely going to be embarrassed about this once they're finished, Sokka could already imagine Zuko burying her face into their pillows in humiliation, not believing she got so needy for release. She always gets like this.
"Please- Please.. Please- Let me cum.." Zuko whines out and lets out a loud sob when Sokka sucks even harder on her clit, the flicks getting more determined now. "S-Sokka... I'm..-!"
It doesn't take too long for Zuko to reach her peak, not with how talented Sokka was with her mouth.
The taller girl's entire body locks up and Zuko comes hard with a whimper, her back arching up, Sokka's name on her lips, almost suffocating her girlfriend between her legs.
Not that Sokka would really mind, she'd gladly get suffocated by those beautiful thighs. If she ended up dying like this, Sokka would be buried with a smile.
Sokka eventually pulls away from Zuko's warmth and kisses up her body, feeling the tremors going through the other woman's body.
Reaching Zuko's neck, she nuzzles into the soft skin and wraps her arms around Zuko's waist, using one hand to occasionally rub over her belly, while kissing her pale neck. Zuko's chest was falling up and down and Sokka felt her tense up at the touch to her stomach.
Sokka had a hunch on what that touch ignited inside of Zuko.
"You did so good for me. My pretty girl." Sokka mumbles out soft praise and earns herself a mewl from Zuko in response, who nuzzles her face into Sokka's hair.
They still like this for a while until Zuko's breathing eventually evened out, opening her eyes to look at Sokka. Then her gaze darts lower instinctively, because she knows they're not done here yet. Not even close to it.
Sokka was so hard in her pants, Zuko could see the outline of her length through the fabric. All she could think about was getting stuffed to the brim by that heavenly cock, breeding her over and over again. Sokka always puts Zuko first in every aspect, including sex, which often means that Zuko gets brought to three orgasms in a row while Sokka remains untouched. Of course Zuko offers to go down on Sokka or to fuck her properly between those moments, but Sokka loves to please and insists on getting Zuko to cum first. Or thrice.
"Sokkaaa..." Zuko mumbles out and her eyes dart to Sokka's face, then to her crotch, biting her lower lip to hold herself back from pouncing on the other woman's cock and to ride her until they both pass out.
Sokka catches Zuko's gaze, smirking when she realises what Zuko was looking at. "If you want something, you have to speak up, Baby."
Zuko just huffs in response and roughly grabs Sokka by the collar of her shirt, yanking her into a deep kiss, tasting herself on Sokka's tongue.
As much as she pretends to be unbothered, Sokka knows very well how much Zuko loves being on the receiving end when it comes to intimacy. And Sokka knows just how wet Zuko gets when she gets teased and edged, even if she'd never admit it.
Sokka was more than happy to spoil her girlfriend rotten.
"Nuh-Uh, Princess. Didn't I tell you to be patient for me?" Sokka says, grasping Zuko's hands, who were desperately trying to get her belt thrown across the room, pinning them above her head into the mattress.
"My pace."
And Zuko knew that she'd get what she wanted soon enough, judging by Sokka's tone. She just couldn't wait.
She's never been a patient Woman. Not when it comes to Sokka at least.