As jealous as she was, Toph had to admit that Sokka definitely hadn't gone wrong when he'd picked Suki. She owed the Kyoshi Warrior her life, for one. But Toph could get a better idea of what people were like upon first impression than most others could; from voice to footfall to the million otherwise undectectable quirks of movement that were as clear as day thanks to her Earthbending. It was just another advantage of her 'disability,' after all.
She immediately got the impression that Suki was strong and confident, but not without an undeniable gentleness; it played out in her voice when she laughed, or teased Sokka, or whispered to him in tones no one but him (or her) could hear. Even her every step seemed graceful but deliberate, a characteristic no doubt acquired by years of combat training.
Some things, of course, could only be learned through experience for Toph. Like that Suki's skin was perfect even from her unrefined perception; the occasional divot or raise of a scar only enhanced the topography of her form. That there was a spot, just at the base of her slender neck, that made Suki go wonderfully rigid with just the right amount of pressure, that issued a set of quiet moans from between full, soft lips. That the feel of Suki's weight pressed under her, a powerful but perfect leg wrapped around her waist and otherwise skilled fingers fumbling with the ties on her robe, all the time muttering "Toph" in a voice fueled with that same longing she used with Sokka, was absolutely sublime.
Yes, Sokka had good taste in women. But then, Toph considered with a grin as she leaned down to give the warrioress a kiss she hungrily returned, so did she.
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She immediately got the impression that Suki was strong and confident, but not without an undeniable gentleness; it played out in her voice when she laughed, or teased Sokka, or whispered to him in tones no one but him (or her) could hear. Even her every step seemed graceful but deliberate, a characteristic no doubt acquired by years of combat training.
Some things, of course, could only be learned through experience for Toph. Like that Suki's skin was perfect even from her unrefined perception; the occasional divot or raise of a scar only enhanced the topography of her form. That there was a spot, just at the base of her slender neck, that made Suki go wonderfully rigid with just the right amount of pressure, that issued a set of quiet moans from between full, soft lips. That the feel of Suki's weight pressed under her, a powerful but perfect leg wrapped around her waist and otherwise skilled fingers fumbling with the ties on her robe, all the time muttering "Toph" in a voice fueled with that same longing she used with Sokka, was absolutely sublime.
Yes, Sokka had good taste in women. But then, Toph considered with a grin as she leaned down to give the warrioress a kiss she hungrily returned, so did she.