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Sokka the 78th - [Action/Written]

[After ditching Ed in the tunnels, Sokka has had some thinking to do. He's lost Suki and now he's lost Edward. His relationship with other people has seemed strained too. When it comes down to it, he doesn't particularly feel bad about this, but he is worried about ending up alone. Being alone is bad. But then, so is the life he had before. Well, if the journals are good for one thing, it's for sorting out dilemmas without giving yourself away. So he heads to the journal, disguises his handwriting, and asks:]

[Written (Disguised)]

If you were changed in a way that made you happier, but pushed other people away, would it be worth staying that way? I mean, it's not worth it to make yourself miserable just for the sake of other people, right? That'd be ridiculous.

[Yeah. Totally ridiculous. That was stupid of him to even ask. He stares at the page, shakes his head, and pushes it away. Later he'll reply to it, but for now, he decides to do work instead of wallowing in pointless contemplation.

For people who might want Sokka in person, he's up to his usual routine.]

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[He nearly froze as he felt her hand slide into his boxers and take hold of him. He tightened all at once, very nearly willing to just let it all out at once. It felt good. Amazing, even. No one else had touched him like that in so long, he'd nearly forgotten how good it was.

All the same, he took hold of her wrist to make her stop and managed to breathe out:]

Wait.

[He pulled his own hand away from her and though it was already wet from being inside her, he paid that no mind. He was quickly discarding his boxers so they could finish this right.]

[She had forgotten just how empowering that could be. Causing a boy to freeze like that, to want nothing more than to bury himself inside of her. It was tempting, so tempting, to ignore his command and continue regardless. To make him come in her hand. But she wanted him inside of her too much. Wanted to share in this pleasure, too.

She pulled away and turned around entirely to face him, breath catching in her throat when she saw him standing fully naked in front of her. For once, there was no embarrassment over nudity. Just desire. Need enough to completely cloud her judgement. Taking a deep breath, she whispered:]

Nice.

[And then proceeded to squirm out of her own damp panties until she was standing just as naked in front of him - naked except for his necklace. She tugged at the tie to her braid to let the strands slowly fall loose and smiled.]

[He released out a bated breath when she let him go. He was grateful, though reluctant at the same time. He was ready and all to eager to experience a moment of bliss. True bliss. The kind that would make him feel whole again.

He took but a moment to gaze at her in her completely exposed beauty.]

Even better.

[He hastily removed his own hair tie, though it mattered little in the moment. All that was left on him was an armband that his sister had given him. A knife was hidden inside it.

A moment later, he pulled her towards him so he could lift her up in front of him, let her rid him while he supported both their weights.

It was better than rolling around in the grass.]

[Her body was covered in scars from neck to toe and yet he looked at her as if it didn't matter one bit. She smiled and laughed in response to his words.

As he reached for her, she had already begun to close the gap between them. Arms stretched to wrap around his neck, fingers of one hand reaching up to dig in his hair while the other brushed playfully against the top edge of his wings. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed herself against him, gasping in pleasure. This was good. This was so, so good. Her body felt electric and alive in ways it hadn't for so long. Her lips found his to engage in a deep kiss before letting go with one hand to position his erection at her entrance.

Then, without hesitation, she tightened her legs around him and took him inside of her, moaning as she did.]

[It was like electricity. Every single inch of him was excited with anticipation, enhanced further by her every touch. There was a certain satisfaction in this position as he supported her weight, both of his arms tucked under her thighs to support her weight.

And once she guided him inside her, he buried his face in her neck as he tried to aid her in moving up and down around him. As he felt himself on the verge of releasing, his hands tightened and he moaned in pleasure.

It was very nearly perfect. If only he could really put his soul into it.]

[Her eyes squeezed tightly shut when she felt his face press into her neck and she swallowed hard, trying her best to bite back another moan. But as she began to move in an increasingly erratic rhythm, she couldn't keep quiet. She gasped loudly again and moved her hand away from their joined bodies to wrap back around his neck. Moved faster and faster, craving the friction caused as their bodies collided. Wanting to keep impaling herself on him until she finally reached that peak.

With all the touching and exploring from earlier, she was close. She was very, very close. All it would take was a little more. Just a little more.]

[He tries to keep himself going as long as possible as his breathing becomes faster and more desperate. But he's reached his limit. He moans as he finally releases inside of her. He pulls his head back as he tries to soak up every moment of pleasure in those fleeting seconds, trying to will them to last forever.

Of course, they don't, but he felt more alive than he had in months.]

[Just a little more. Eyes squeezed shut, she moves against him faster and faster, harder and hard. And then, then she's there. Seconds before he releases inside of her, her breath catches in her throat and she clamps her legs and arms tight around his body. She holds on - almost as if for dear life - as she comes, as her body shakes and she desperately clings to those fleeting moments of pleasure.

It's been so long since she's felt like this. Felt that sort of high that accompanies sex. How could she have forgotten? Even if Sokka isn't Peeta, isn't someone she loved, it had still been amazing.

Laughing, she tilts her head up to steal a kiss and places her feet back on the ground. And while she almost can't believe the words that follow - can't believe it's her saying them - she speaks without thinking.] We should do that again.

[Even as she pulled her weight off him, he didn't quite want to be parted yet. So while she was halfway through 'again', he stole another lingering kiss before pulling away. He was still catching his breath and panting, but he seemed contented. More than he did in a long time. There was a lingering sense that he had missed out on something more, but the euphoria of the moment made him unconcerned with that.

All the same, he wore a grin as he stretched out his tired arms.]

Hey, I'm up for it. Just uh. Gotta wait for the rest of me to be.

[It was a sad little joke, really, but he couldn't help himself.]

But maybe we should do inside somewhere next time.

[She was okay with that. With another lingering kiss that interrupted her words. A kiss that caused her to tangle hands in his hair as she happily deepened it, wanting these moments of closeness to last a little bit longer. Moments of being desired.

Yeah. They'd definitely have to do this again.

His joke got a surprised little laugh as she glanced down to the part of him that he had just referred to and blushed. Yeah, he had just... They had just... And she didn't feel horrible, didn't feel fast. If anything, she felt great.]

Actually make it to the observation tower? [She chuckled again and nodded.] Maybe when we hunt or fish, we could meet there. Or, uh, just meet there anyway.

I like all three options.

[He felt no shame. He wasn't sure if he could, but when he heard some movement in the grass, he became aware that it might be a good idea to get dressed. Even if it did turn out to be just a squirrel scrambling up a tree. He relaxes when he realizes they're not being watched, but it does prompt him to go looking for his pants.]

Plus, next time I won't have to do all the heavy lifting. I mean, not that you're heavy. You've quite light! I just mean, you know, a more horizontal position might be attempted next time.

[The sound of movement in the grass caused her to look around quickly, reaching for her top before even thinking of underwear. But when no one appeared, she rolled her eyes at her own reaction and reached instead for her panties.

As she dressed, she listened to him continue to speak. To backpedal in a way that made her laugh again.]

There are, um, other positions too. I read a book once, back when- [When Peeta had been here. When she had been so, so determined to please him, to make him as happy as he made her. She had no idea then that the information in the book might actually come in handy all these months later.] There's a lot you can do. More than I ever thought there was.

[He had halfway pulled out on his pants when he spotted her wiggling into her panties. So he abandoned his pants and went for his boxers instead. Whoops.]

Really? Maybe we should find this book. You know, for science. And discovery. Exploration. That kind of thing.

[Certainly they owed it to themselves to explore all possibilities.]

[Her cheeks flamed a pinkish red color and she busied herself with putting on her bra as she remembered some of the more interesting... positions in the book. And how, rather than shelving it back where she had found it, she had slipped it in her bag to hide under her mattress.

Just in case she ever needed to reference it.

Hopefully, it was still there. Hopefully, Effie hadn't yet found it.]

I usually don't like science. [It was mostly beyond her, better left for people like Beetee. She looked over at him and flashed him a teasing smile.] In this case though? I can make an exception.

We'll have to fix that. Introduce you to my, ahem, scientific method.

[He tried very hard to look and sound cool as he said that, but it was somewhat ruined by him falling over as he pulled on his pants.]

Ow.

[Maybe it's inappropriate. But when he falls, she starts to giggle, holding the edge of one shirt sleeve in her hand as she laughed more and more. But when she does sober up - seconds later - it's to walk over to him and offer a hand.]

Very smooth. [Extremely, really.] Hopefully your scientific method isn't this rough.

{He scowls at first, before taking her hand and standing up. He shrugs it off as he pulls the pants up the rest of the way.]

The scientific method is all about trial and error. It can be very rigorous.

[Once his pants were fastened around his waist, she gave him a kiss. Partially in apology for her laughter and partially because, well, it felt good. And she was enjoying this. Enjoying this a whole lot.]

I'm good with rigorous.

[He returned the kiss, somewhat awkwardly, as he pulled his tunic back around him.]

I thought you might. I'll make a scientist out of you yet.

[She laughed at that as she wandered away to find her shirt and jacket, tugging them on one at a time. Her. A scientist. It was hard to believe. But in this case? Trial and error really didn't seem like such a bad methodology.]

Deal.

[As he tucked his belt on, he moved in for one last kiss.]

Then how about tomorrow. We'll meet here? And hopefully make it there next time.

[She had just finished pulling on her jacket when he moved in for the kiss. It was easy to return, fun to return. The sort of fun she'd been missing from her life lately.

Laughing, she nodded in agreement. Tomorrow sounded great.] I'll see if I can find the book, too.

Don't worry if you can't. I'm sure we can come up with some stuff on our own until you do.

[He gives her an affectionate wave as he turns to head home, already thinking heavily about what the next day would bring.

Today, life was good.]

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