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works/101575.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender
  Relationship:
      Sokka/Suki_(Avatar)
  Additional Tags:
      Crossdressing_Kink, Canon_Het_Relationship
  Collections:
      Porn_Battle_X_(Ten_Big_Ones)
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-07-19 Words: 969
****** As To Matters of Dress ******
by Cinaed
Summary
     He swallows, mouth suddenly dry, his brain stuttering to a stop,
     because the fact that Suki found him attractive dressed as a Kyoshi
     warrior is, well, really, really hot, actually.
Notes
     For the prompt Sokka/Suki, experimentation.
"Hey, I looked good in that make-up."
Sokka says it as a joke, because he's Sokka and humor comes to him as naturally
as breathing. (Sometimes, even more naturally.) Somehow the joke twists and
contorts into something else the second the words leave his lips, though,
because Suki's expression tightens, her eyes darkening.
For a second he thinks she's angry. Then her tongue darts out to lick her lips,
her gaze flickering up and down his body, and he realizes she's not angry at
all.
He swallows, mouth suddenly dry, his brain stuttering to a stop, because the
fact that Suki found him attractive dressed as a Kyoshi warrior is, well,
really, really hot, actually. The only sounds are the crackling fire and Aang
snoring in a nearby tent.
"I--" Sokka starts, and then stops, swallowing hard.
Suki ignores his pitiful attempt at speech, for which he's grateful. "Yes, you
did," she says instead, mouth curving into a warm smile that darkens her eyes
all the more and brings a flush to her cheeks. She pauses, then, and if Sokka
didn't know Suki was amazing and wonderful and totally fearless, he'd swear she
was hesitating.
"I have some make-up. In my tent," she says with a careful emphasis on the last
three words.
If Sokka thought he was having trouble thinking before, his mind completely
shuts down at what he's pretty sure is an offer to come back to her tent.
"That's, um-- yes?" he says helplessly, and must get his stunned enthusiasm
across somehow, because Suki grins at him and stands, extending a hand. He
takes it, feeling her strong fingers curl around his even as his stomach
tightens with excitement and anticipation and, yeah, mostly nerves.
Suki's tent is small, but he and Suki squeeze themselves in, Sokka sitting next
to her bedroll as Suki shifts through her belongings. The moonlight streams
through the tent's opening, casting her face in shadow. Her hands move deftly
enough, and in a moment she has the container of make-up and a victorious
smile.
"Come here," she says. It's not quite an order and not quite a request.
Sokka moves closer to her, still on his knees, until they are kneeling face-to-
face, close enough that he can feel her breath on his face as she says, "Keep
still."
He can't help but shut his eyes as her fingertips brush his face. The light
touch sends a shock through his entire body, and he has to bite his lower lip
to keep from disobeying her and leaning into the touch. The make-up is cool as
she applies it to his skin, brushing her fingers across his cheekbones, his
jaw, the pressure point right between his eyes.
Each touch makes him ache, until his hands are clenched at his side and he's
biting at the inside of his mouth to keep from whimpering a little. In a
totally manly way, of course.
It feels like forever before Suki's hands finally pull away and her voice, low
and throaty, says, "Perfect."
When he opens his eyes, she is staring at him with frank appreciation. There's
so much hunger in her face that he can't keep from leaning forward, has to give
into the temptation that's been trembling through him ever since the first
touch of her hand against his skin.
Her mouth is warm and eager against his, her hands coming up to clutch at his
shoulders. Her legs open, and he presses himself closer, laughing a little
hysterically against her lips as he tumbles them both onto the bedroll. It's
not the most graceful of gestures, their bodies hitting the bedroll with a thud
that steals Sokka's breath; but then Suki wraps her legs around his waist and
flips them both, so that she's straddling him.
Sokka can't quite believe this is happening even as she rolls her hips against
his and drags a groan from his lips. Even through their clothing, he can feel
the heat radiating from her body, the press of her hips against his. Already he
can see where their kisses have left smears of make-up on Suki's face, which
probably shouldn't be as hot as it is. He presses a kiss to her throat at the
pulse-point, feels her moan and arch against him. When he pulls away, her
throat is marked with paint.
Suki arches against him again, moving to a rhythm Sokka is eager to copy. Her
face is flushed and she sounds breathless as she kisses just behind his ear and
whispers, "Can't wait to get you in a Kyoshi uniform and undress you."
That's the tipping point, those words said in Suki's low, eager voice. The
thought of Suki undressing him with her hot, clever hands, kissing his bare
skin, peeling away layer after layer of clothing until he's completely exposed-
- he comes, blinded as his entire body arches, grinding against her as stars
explode beneath his closed eyes.
He collapses against the bedroll, arms dropping to his side as he gasps for
breath, feeling too good to panic about how quick that had been. After a
second, Suki drapes herself across his body, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
When he opens his eyes, Suki is smiling at him, a warm, satisfied look he's
never seen before. "That was...." he begins and trails off, because there are
no words or qips for this moment. "Amazing," he says at last, though it seems
inadequate.
"Yes," Suki agrees. She presses herself closer, and Sokka feels something warm
fill his chest as she rests her head against his chest. He strokes her hair,
listens as their breathing both evens out, and smiles to himself in the dark.
"Next time, we can both wear the make-up and uniform," he suggests hopefully,
and is rewarded by Suki's laughter.
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