Something something Donnie gifting you a toy that he made and can control from anywhere.
• Surprised naturally but also aw how considerate of your techy bf to make a toy special for you
• He tells you to test it out, having that oh so sweet nerdy smile on his lips. You happily oblige of course, already knowing that this toy was going to take you PLACES.
• But what you didn’t know was that he had a remote too
• He pulls out his homemade device which turned out to be a replica of his own member. Long but not super girthy and a deep yet vibrant purple reminiscent of his signature mask.
• He tells you all about the different settings, vibration patterns, battery life and for a moment he nearly loses himself in the tech talk of this toy before remembering its real purpose.
• He’s clever with it, texting you while on patrol some suggestive and not so innocent messages to purposefully get you in the mood.
• He manages to break away from his brothers to go to your apartment, hanging out on top of the building across from yours.
• He thanks any and all higher ups that your curtains weren’t shut all the way, just enough of a sliver for him to peek through.
• The sex talk goes on for a few more messages before he sees you biting your lip, a moment of hesitation crossing your face before you finally decide to reach over into your nightstand. Donnie’s heart leaps when he sees the purple toy in between your fingers, heat licking at his belly when he wishes it was his cock in your hand instead.
• But he knows that this whole set up is for this moment.
• While you start to shimmy out of your bottoms, Donnie’s hand goes to one of the pockets on his belt and feels the small shape of the remote control.
• Nearly creams right there when seeing the expression on your face when you turn the vibrator on and press it just barely to your clit, your hips jerking upward and breath stuttering in your throat.
• Donnie lets you enjoy yourself for a few minutes, knowing that you’re one to edge for a good while until you’re ready to cum. He decides to call you, help you out along the way. It’s not uncommon for you two to have phone sex every once in a while.
• You pick up and immediately whine of how much you miss him and need him, but that the toy is already doing wonders for you. “That’s good, dove.” He says, “I’m so happy you’re enjoying it.”
• He starts talking, telling you how much he wishes he could leave patrol to be with you and help you test out his invention.
• When he hears that familiar hitch in your voice he knows you’re close.
• “Stop.”
• And you whimper but obey, slipping the toy out your sopping pussy with translucent strings stretching and breaking.
• “Now stick it back in, slowly.”
• You’re way too horny to think about how he even knew you took it out in the first place, and it def leaves your mind completely when the toy suddenly kicks back on to a higher vibration setting without you touching the power button.
• Your hand slaps over your mouth in a pathetic attempt to silence your moans but it’s useless considering the fact that the toy also starts to thrust shallowly into your wet cunt.
• “That’s it, dove. Look at you taking it so well. You like that don’t you?”
• The vibration goes higher and your thighs seize up and start trembling while your hands shoot out to fist at your sheets. “D-Donnie—!”
• “Shh, don’t worry. You’re doing great, just keep going.”
• Meanwhile he’s already started stroking himself, going slow and spreading the pre all over.
• Fuck you look so good, so helpless, so needy and perfectly ready to take the real him.
• “Get on all fours.”
• You do and without him even telling you, you tease your sopping hole with the tip. He temporarily mutes you so he can groan obscenely before coming back to you.
•”Now fuck yourself, darling. Pretend it’s me with you.”
• God the way you obey him almost has him climaxing right there but he holds back.
• “You’re such a good girl for me. I can practically hear how my cock is sliding in and out of you.”
• He matches your thrusts with his hand and when he feels himself getting to the edge once again, he increases the vibrations on your toy.
• Swears you moan so loud that he can hear you across the roof.
•”M’Close, Donnie! Gonna cum, m’gonna cum—!!”
•You hear the sweet schlick schlick schlick of his hand stroking his cock, using the sounds to motivate you to orgasm.
• He cums at the same time you do, thick white ropes streaking across the concrete and some even shooting over the edge. (He’ll clean it later)
• Watches the way you slump forward, toy still in your pussy and he gives you mercy by shutting it off.
• “That… was so good, baby.” He hears you mumble into the phone.
• It was. And now he thinks he’ll keep the secret of having a remote too just a little bit longer.
Your Co-worker!Ellie takes you home after a holiday party.
Ever since you started your job at your local news channel your supervisors, Ellie and Abby have caught your eye. They’re always making sure they talk to you whenever you all’s schedules align, calling you their “favorite employee”, helping out with any stories you need to write, and even making time to talk about their personal life with you.
They weren’t that much older than you, only about 1-2 years but it felt like much more with them being in a higher position.
There was a holiday party this weekend due to christmas and new years on the rise. You didn’t know how you were gonna get back home since your car is in the shop and you don’t feel safe taking the bus late at night.
Both of them jumped at the chance to take you home but eventually, after a long battle of Uno, Ellie won the battle while Abby just laughed and walked away, accepting her defeat.
The holiday party was fun with good food and vibes but you kept sneaking glimpses of them staring at you. There was no mistake, you did look good. You had on a small black dress that you had to you looking delicious. It wasn’t that short due to it being a work event but it was enough for them to keep taking glances at your thick thighs. You kept getting flustered from the stares but you couldn’t help it. They looked like they wanted to eat you up.
“You ready to go?” Ellie asked after seeing that you were beginning to look tired. You nodded your head and started to make your way towards the door. She hurried up and said her goodbyes to everyone then jogged out to catch up with you. As she closed in the gap, she put her hand on the small your back to lead you towards her car. That slight touch left shivers down your back.
Approaching the car she opened the door for you.“Ladies first.”
“Thank you” you said. Mumbling it with a small but appreciative voice as you slid into her car. It was a very nice black Honda Civic. It was very clean and well kept which you loved.
Hopping into the car she buckled up her seatbelt and started the car so it could finally start warming up. “Is there anything you want to listen to specifically?”
“Hm, I really like anything chill, like Steve Lacy.”
Ellie smiled softly at you. “ Of course you do.” Scoffing as she put on Dochano from his album The Lo-Fis.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked as you giggled at her reaction.
“Oh nothing, nothing. Can you put your address in my maps though?” She said holding her phone out.
You took her phone and put in the address to your apartment building. Taking the phone back she made a surprised face. “We only live 5 minutes away from each other, maybe this can happen more often.”
“Maybe..”
The drive lasted about 20 minutes and throughout that time you and Ellie got to know each other even better. You learned that she loved to game which was such a coincidence because you love to post makeup and GRWm content, she even loves to cook but isn’t the greatest at it. She usually ends up burning something and get take out instead.
The car ride was so nice with her and the conversations felt natural as always with her.
Pulling up to your building, you started to get sad. You didn’t want this moment to end and you didn’t know when the next time you would be scheduled with her would be.
“Can I-”
“Would you mind if-”
Laughing, you all both realized that you started talking at the same time. With a small smile to your lips you finally got your question out. “Would you mind walking me up to my building please?”
“I was just about to ask if you I could.” She replied with a giddy smile to her face. She got out the car to come to your side and open your door.
Walking up to your steps slowly there were many things going through your head. Does she even like me? What about Abby? Would our coworkers judge us if they us like this? You try and push away those negative thoughts and be in the moment.
“It was really nice of you to give me a ride. Thank you, I really appreciate it.”
“Of course, I can’t have you getting kidnapped. Then I wouldn’t be able to see your beautiful face again.”
Flirting. She was definitely flirting and there was no doubt about that. The only question now is, what do you do about that flirting?
There wasn’t much time to think about that as she was already making her move. All of a sudden you hear a smooch and realize that she’s kissed you in the cheek.
You can’t believe that she just did that. The butterflies in your stomach are going insane right now. Looking into her light green eyes you see the wonder in them.
“Have a good night Y/N.” She said as she walked back to her car, waving at you. You waved back, still in a kind of shock. You touched where her lips touched with your hand
“Boy am I in for some trouble.” You mumbled thinking about your life decisions that led you to this moment.
Little did you know, Ellie was driving back to her shared apartment with Abby. Ready to tell her all about what happened.
I think one of the funniest abortion stances I've heard was from my parents neighbor. He's a like, hard-core libertarian viking larper guy who is very tall and very fat and very bald.
He believes a fetus is human with a soul, but also its "basically attacking the woman's body" so if she wants to get rid of it, that's "basically self-defense". He compared it to shooting a home invader. So he supports abortion not as healthcare, but as killing a baby in self-defense
Y'know I'm so glad someone reminded me of this. Because this was also discussed.
My stepmother did NOT like the way her Libertarian Viking Neighbor framed pregnancy as the fetus "attacking the woman". She incredulously told him this was extremely disrespectful to expectant mothers to portray pregnancy as so violent and negative.
Libertarian Viking Neighbor's response was that people consensually hurt each other all the time, and "there's like a whole community about that, with the acronym the one that starts with a B" And his reasoning was that if the mother was consenting to bring attacked by the baby, it in fact wasn't violent and negative because there was consent.
He brought up people consensually hurting each other, didn't go for one of the obvious answers like boxing or body mods or something, no he went STRAIGHT TO BDSM and he DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE ACRONYM
"Okay, I'll be back soon," Sokka announces before planting a kiss on your lips. "Don't start any trouble without me."
"How can I when you're taking it with you?" You tease, giving his hand one last squeeze before letting go. "I'll miss you!"
"I'll miss you more!" Sokka shouts back, turning around to face you as he walks out the door. "Go make out with Toph or something!"
"You know making out with Toph is a bad idea." You frown because it is a bad idea; a make out session with Toph usually ends with you face down on a flat surface as she fucks you into another dimension. That is something you, unfortunately, can't handle right now as you need to be able to think today.
Sokka grins wolfishly because he knows that too and that's why he suggested it.
"Find Aang then," he offers, already out the door but peeking around the door frame. "I think he and Katara are fucking somewhere. Maybe on the balcony again. Exhibitionist freaks."
You raise a brow. "As if you, Suki and Zuko didn't get busy in the lake we visited last summer. I know that white stuff wasn't Suki's face paint, she wasn't wearing any."
Sokka smirks. "So you say," he replies smoothly. "And I gotta go so find someone like your husband! Because aren't you married?"
You bring a finger up to your grinning lips and Sokka mimics you, grinning back.
Then he's gone and you're left alone in the living room. You lay back on the multitude of pillows around you, reaching for the book you discarded when Sokka initially surprise tackled you. You settle into a soothing calm, the words grabbing your attention as you flicked through the pages.
It's only an hour or so later when you hear footsteps approaching you and the familiarity of them has you smiling. You tilt your head back the moment dark hair falls over you like a silky curtain, creating a blanket of privacy for you and its owner, Zuko.
"My love," you coo happily, angling your head up in ask for a kiss which Zuko eagerly gives. "I missed you today. How were your meetings?"
Zuko sighs. "Tiring," he says and he sounds it. "All I thought about today was coming home to you and everyone but it was just one thing after the next."
You frown. "I'm sorry, sweetie." You reach out to cup his cheek. "How about we go—?" Your words pause for a second as you notice a mark on his neck—a deep bruise that is well-known to you and everyone in this house. "Zuko?" You ask, moving your hand from his cheek to that very mark, brushing over it with a fingertip. "Where did this—?" Then it clicks. "You ran into Sokka, didn't you?"
A pretty flush graces his cheeks as he looks away.
"We may have crossed paths down the road an hour ago."
You gape.
"An hour? What did you guys do? Fuck?"
There's silence as Zuko grows further flustered and you gasp, grinning.
"You exhibitionist freaks!"
And you bet your ass you threw those words at Sokka at the dining table later that evening.
The spoilers I keep inadvertently seeing for the current season of Euphoria rival Riverdale in the sense that I am fucking shocked and awed by how bad these plotlines are and I cannot connect them together but I have no desire to watch the show so its like I just keep getting hit on the head with a brick with no warning.
It had meant to be one of Momo and Appa. Aang had described it as "hilariously adorable" in the message that accompanied said video and you had been excited.
You loved receiving hilariously adorable videos and had been in need of the pick-me-up after the mentally exhausting day you just had.
You had tapped play on the video, all curled up in your bed and warmly wrapped up in your comforter. You had already been smiling, waiting for the video to load and grace you with the serotonin of cute animals being silly.
Instead, you had received something else.
You're in a state of shock as the video showcases a broad and slightly damp chest, muscles defined with tension. Heavy pants can be heard from the audio, the broad chest lifting and falling in time with it. That, on its own, is an indecent sight but what takes it to depravity is the hand at the bottom of the screen jerking up and down.
And what it's jerking is one of the biggest cocks you've ever seen. Thick and veiny with a piercing running down the length of it, the root cushioned with a well-kept mess of dark brown curls. The tip is fat and flushed red, precum dripping from the slit with every pump and you subconsciously swallow, your heart pounding away.
You're still in shock because this doesn't seem like a video Aang would have on his phone. He doesn't seem like the type to…record himself getting off so he can send it to whoever he's seeing at the time. It's easy to enter a state of denial, for your brain to perform mental gymnastics due to the sudden change of perception of someone close to you.
Someone who is your best friend.
But every time your brain tries to deny this change, it also points out the blue tattoos on those strong forearms. It points out the tiny details that make it impossible to refute your rampant denials.
You've laid in the bed that's behind him, nestled into his blankets with a snuggling Appa.
You've rummaged through his closet that's in the far left because you forgot to bring a sweater and needed one of his.
You've sat in the gaming chair he's seated on right now, eagerly watching as he runs through the kingdom of Hyrule on his Switch.
You know that room too well for it not to be Aang's and now you're spiralling. Your heart's still pounding fiercely and there's a loud roaring in your ears as something hot and sticky falls into the pit of your stomach. You want to look away from this; from Aang at his most private but his little groans and whimpers has you coming back for more.
It's the rapid fall and rise of his chest, the subtle lift of his hips as his hand works his cock with sloppy pumps. It's the glistening of sweat over his tanned skin, the tremble that begins to set into his bones.
You're growing wet—you can feel it.
Your panties are sticking to the swollen folds of your pussy, your clit's throbbing as your hole flutters, aching. It feels so empty, it hurts and it needs—you need—
A notification from Aang interrupts your descent and kicks back in some sanity. Quickly, you pause the video, shame curling in your stomach, as you go to check on what Aang has just sent you.
summary: the gaang admit they want you and decide to show you exactly how much.
warnings: sub!reader, fem!reader, orgy dynamics, multiple partners, oral sex, handjobs, throat fucking implied, oral receiving, praise kink, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, temperature play, ice play, sensory overload, rough kissing, gagging, degradation themes, punishment but no reward, consensual dominance, breast play, nipple stimulation, clit stimulation, messy kissing, cum play, sexual tension, power dynamics, smut, MDNI;
wc: 2,5k
a/n: katara being both a top and the mastermind behind this was inevitable actually. thank you to my 💠 anon for suggesting this.
It started as a joke.
As a funny question about who was having crushes on who.
One thing led to another, and they all somehow told you it was you.
That was when silence fell over the entire room.
During your time together with the gaang, there had been awkward moments and silence before, yet nothing too out of the ordinary. But this one? It was different. More suffocating. More… intimate. You could feel the gazes on you now, watching you with focus and unreadable expressions.
Your heartbeat started increasing, your palms turning sweaty as your mind scrambled for something to say. You didn’t know what to do or where to go from this.
Of course, the attraction was both ways.
From the moment you met them and started spending time together, you felt it growing stronger with every passing day. But you never dared to say or do anything about it, too scared it would ruin the vibe between all of you.
The close relationships you had built with each of them mattered too much. You couldn’t throw everything away.
“We didn’t want you to feel weirded out, you know?” Katara finally broke the silence as she scooted closer, until her chest pressed against your arm.
“Oh, no, I would never—”
Your breath caught in your throat the moment her hand landed on your thigh.
“Is that okay?” Katara asked softly, fingers resting there carefully.
You could barely answer her.
You nodded quietly instead.
“I want to hear you talk,” she pushed gently, her hand slowly sliding higher up your thigh.
“It’s okay,” you breathed out shakily.
“You’re blushing like crazy,” Sokka snickered as he leaned back on his palms, eyes never leaving your form.
You threw him a glare, but the second your eyes locked with his, you couldn’t hold it for long.
Yeah.
For the first time, you actually felt intimidated by Sokka.
“Are you too hot right now?” Katara spoke again, making you look back at her. “You’re burning up,” she continued while your breathing turned more uneven with every second. “Should I help you?”
She offered it so casually, like she wasn’t making your entire body heat up with just a few touches.
You would’ve liked not to answer so fast. But you did.
She barely even managed to finish speaking before a nervous “yes” left your lips.
Toph and Sokka immediately giggled while Zuko and Aang sent you sympathetic looks, though neither of them looked much calmer themselves.
“Come here, then. Lay your back against my chest,” Katara instructed gently, though there was still firmness hidden beneath her soft tone.
You nodded quickly and shifted towards her, settling between her legs until your back rested against her chest comfortably.
“Tell me if it’s too much, alright?” she whispered near your ear.
Then you felt her hands slide downwards until they rested over your breasts beneath the dark green robe you were wearing.
Your breath hitched.
Katara hooked her fingers into the fabric and slowly dragged the material aside, exposing your bare breasts to the entire room. Cool air brushed against your skin immediately, making your nipples harden from the sudden loss of warmth.
Sokka whistled at the sight before Zuko nudged him hard in the side.
Aang stayed quiet, but his eyes were completely focused on your chest now.
“Nothing underneath?” Katara questioned with a knowing smile tugging at her lips.
“I— you all appeared out of nowhere— I didn’t have time—” you tried to explain quickly.
“She’s lying,” Toph interrupted with a grin.
Your face burned hotter as you looked down at your lap.
Katara raised a brow at you expectantly.
You took a deep breath as you closed your eyes, avoiding their eyes.
“I wore nothing on purpose,” you finally admitted on a quiet tone.
A moan instantly slipped from your lips when Katara’s hands squeezed your breasts, kneading the soft skin slowly.
“Oh,” she whispered against your ear. “Then maybe we’ll have to punish you for lying and for the other times you did things on purpose.”
Her fingers squeezed your nipples harder.
Then suddenly, you felt something freezing against your skin.
You jolted.
Looking down, you realized the tips of Katara’s fingers had turned icy cold, frost slowly forming against your heated skin. The sharp contrast made your entire body squirm in her lap.
She kept rubbing your nipples between her fingers, making shaky cries leave your throat from both the sting and pleasure of it.
“Mhm— ah!”
Your head fell back against her shoulder.
“Need some warmth?” she teased softly.
Before you could answer, you heard heavy footsteps approaching.
You lifted your head slightly and saw Zuko walking towards you before lowering himself onto his knees between your legs.
His large hands rested carefully against your knees first before slowly sliding upwards over your skin.
“That okay?” he asked quietly, eyes fixed on yours while waiting patiently for your answer.
You nodded automatically.
Katara immediately pressed colder fingers against your nipple in punishment for your non-verbal reply, making you jolt with a whimper.
“Yes! Yes, it’s okay— I’m sorry,” you gasped out quickly.
Zuko’s lips curled into a small teasing smirk before he slowly pushed aisde the material of your robes, completely revealing your legs along with your undergarments.
Then his palm slowly went between youe legs, pressing directly against your clothed core.
Your hips jerked forward instinctively at the warmth of his hand against your sensitive heat.
Katara’s lips brushed against your ear at the same time, making another shiver run through your body.
You had Katara’s cold hands on your breasts and Zuko’s warmth pressing down on you through the material, the contrast making your head spin.
You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t even notice Aang and Sokka stepping closer until they settled beside you on either side.
“Gonna help us out a little too, right?” Sokka asked with a grin.
“If you want to, of course,” Aang added with a soft voice, offering a nervous smile.
How could you even refuse them?
“I’d love—mhm— love to,” you say, a lot breathier than intended.
Sokka’s grin widened after hearing your reply. He then took your hand that rested on Katara’s leg, while Aang carefully lifted your other hand, fumbling slightly with his trousers.
Normally, you probably would’ve giggled at how awkward he looked for a second. But Zuko and Katara already had you dizzy from the overwhelming contrast of hot and cold sensations moving through your body.
You let both boys guide your hands where they wanted them, your eyes slightly widening when you saw them pulling out their half-hardened cocks.
Sokka was bigger than you expected, not overly thick but long enough to make your throat tighten. Aang was thicker, with more prominent veins running along his length, making you wonder how would it feel inside you.
Both of them were already leaking precum, feeling their wettnes the moment your fingers wrapped around them. Quiet hisses and groans filled the room as you started moving your hands slowly, thumbs spreading the slick fluid over their tips before stroking up and down carefully.
Sokka’s hand quickly caught your wrist, encouraging you to pump him faster, while Aang seemed to enjoy slower movements more.
So you tried your best to give both of them what they wanted.
But it was hard to stay focused.
Katara was still kneading your breasts like they belonged to her, earning soft whimpers from you every few seconds before icy jolts shot through your body whenever her cold fingertips brushed over your sensitive nipples too harshly.
At the same time, Zuko’s palm kept rubbing over your clothed core, thumb brushing your clit, pressing down and spreading his warmth all over, making your hips twitch forward helplessly.
When he finally stopped moving and pulled his hand away, you almost whimpered at the loss. But then your gaze dropped towards Toph, who was crawling towards you with a grin spread across her face.
“What—”
“Shh,” Katara cooed softly into your ear, her warm breath brushing your skin and making your heart race even faster. “It’s okay.”
Toph reached you and immediately pushed your legs apart wider while Zuko’s hand suddenly caught your chin, forcing your attention back onto him instead.
You blinked in confusion at first, only for your breath to catch when you realized he was freeing his cock too.
Slowly, carefully, he guided the tip against your parted lips.
“Just a little?” he asked, voice low as the tip brushed against your lower lip.
“Yes,” you breathed out quickly before Katara could punish you again for staying quiet.
That was all Zuko needed.
He pushed into your mouth too fast at first, making you gag immediately as tears burned at your eyes. He muttered a quick apology under his breath before pulling back slightly to let you breathe. Then he moved again, slower this time, more careful. Though you could still tell he wanted to go faster.
Your watery gaze dropped towards Toph, who was already pulling the rest of your clothes away completely. The second she exposed your cunt, her fingertips slid through your folds curiously before she chuckled softly at how wet you already were.
Your hips instinctively moved towards her touch, the sudden movement making you gag around Zuko again.
Toph only grinned wider at the sounds.
She lowered herself between your legs completely before hooking them over her shoulders.
Then her mouth was on you.
The first slow lick along your folds made your entire body shake. A second later, she sucked harshly at your clit, earning louder muffled cries from your throat around Zuko’s cock.
Katara kept whispering soft praises into your ear while stimulating your nipples relentlessly. They were probably swollen and red by now from how much attention she gave them, but the sting only turned you on more.
Your grip around Sokka and Aang loosened slightly as your focus completely shattered from all the sensations hitting you at once.
Zuko thrusting into your mouth.
Toph licking between your legs like she was starving.
Katara torturing your sensitive chest.
Sokka noticed immediately.
He firmly grabbed your wrist and guided your hand faster along his length, using your grip to help himself chase his release.
Aang stayed gentler instead.
He slowly rocked into your hand while one of his palms moved into your hair, carefully massaging your scalp and trying to comfort you despite how overwhelmed you already looked.
The room slowly filled with sounds.
Your muffled moans.
Sokka’s groans.
Aang’s shaky breaths.
Zuko’s rough grunts.
And the wet slurping noises coming from between your legs every time Toph sucked harder at your clit.
Meanwhile, Katara stayed steady behind you through all of it, paying attention to every reaction your body gave her. Every twitch. Every gasp.
Every tear gathering at your eyes whenever Zuko pushed too deep into your throat or Toph sucked your clit too harshly.
At one point, your eyes fluttered shut completely.
There were too many sensations at once. Too many hands touching you everywhere — your breasts, your waist, your stomach, your thighs.
“I’m close,” Zuko suddenly grunted.
Your eyes opened halfway.
Steam curled faintly from his skin and through his nose, while veins stood out sharply along his neck as his thrusts became rougher and sloppier.
Then, with a sharp breath, he finally pulled out and spilled over his own palm instead.
You inhaled deeply the second your mouth was free, finally able to breathe properly again—
—but the relief barely lasted two seconds.
Katara’s hand grabbed your chin firmly and turned your head towards her before she crashed her lips against yours.
The kiss instantly turned messy.
Teeth clashing. Lips biting.
Saliva slipping down your chin as she kissed you greedily, swallowing every shaky whimper that left your throat. At some point, her hand slid back down between your thighs, fingers pressing directly against your clit while Toph kept licking at your folds below.
Toph hummed against you, tightening her grip around your thighs.
You moaned louder, hips moving faster now until you were practically grinding your pussy against Toph’s face.
Your toes curled hard and a hot feeling started tightening inside your stomach, growing stronger with every touch, every movement, every hand on your body.
Then suddenly, another hand tilted your chin upwards.
Aang.
He lowered himself closer before pulling you into another kiss immediately after Katara let you go. You thought he would be a bit more composed, but with the way his tongue pushed into your mouth desperately… it was far from that.
Your hand still stroked him through the kiss, feeling him twitch harder and harder in your grip. He whimpered against your lips, both hands tangling into your hair as he pulled you closer.
The kiss quickly became sloppy and desperate. Then his whole body tensed suddenly.
You felt hot cum spill over your hand while his movements faltered completely. Small apologies left his lips between kisses, breathless and embarrassed.
You couldn’t help smiling faintly against his mouth.
But before the moment could last, another strong hand wrapped gently around your throat, pulling you away from Aang.
Then Sokka kissed you next.
He no longer needed help to finish as he did the work by himself since you were so lost in the moment.
Your jaw hurt and your lips were completely swollen because of the kissing. You were still trying to focus on reaching that feeling that felt so close.
You let out a moan as you let Sokka’s tongue leave your mouth, while your hips rose up to meet Toph faster. But before you can feel that sweet pressure finally snap, you heard Katara’s voice behindyou.
“Stop,” her voice came out strong and firm, making you shiver.
Toph’s movements slow down as she leans back, while Sokka’s mouth leaves yours.
“But—” you try to complain.
“Where would be the punishment if we let you get what you want?” she smiled at you, but her eyes gave you another message… one that stirred something in you. Something heavy and dark and… curious.
You’ve never thought you’d enjoy feeling so many hands on you, so many mouths, so many bodies… but you did, and you wanted to see how far this will go.
Katara patted your leg to get up, and you tried, but you almost fell due to your wobbly legs, yet Aang moved faster and caught you in his strong arms.
“Easy,” he whispered in your ear, making you look up at him, seeing how fond he was looking at you. He had that kind smile on his face.
Before you can even thank him, you heard Katara’s voice behind you, sending shivers down your spine.
doing yoga with aang is dangerous because it starts off innocent and ends with him going, "have you tried this move? it's really good for your back ☺️" before he's got you in the meanest mating press and clawing at the yoga mat, stars bursting in your vision.
It's a good day when you get to be pressed between the bodies of your two loving partners...
but when they're stressed?
Oh, baby, its not holds barred.
You find yourself on all fours, Aang's muscled chest plastered against your back. Corded thighs press into your own softer ones as he drives into your sensitive pussy with long, deep strokes.
"B-baby-" Your whimpers are hushed when his hand cups your jaw, thumb slipping into your mouth as he commands you softly to suck.
It doesn't help that Katara's positioned herself beneath you, taking advantage of your cock drunk state to tease your overstimulated clit with quicky flicks of her tongue.
Eyes crossing at the sensations wrapping around you, your mind fizzled out as you become a canvas for their seduction, and you almost sob in relief when Aang releases your jaw as the teasing tug Katara gives his balls.
Ignoring his responding growl, you bury your face in her slick pussy, fulfilling your own filthy desires. Heart singing at her strangled moan, you give yourself over to the culminating passion.
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