#atla femslash

Suki easily caught her wrist and took her to the floor. “You struck first, and I used your strength to get you down. Understand?”

Ty Lee pouted again. “Yeah, yeah,” she mumbled, but she got back up, ready for more.

As beautiful as Ty Lee was, something about seeing her in the traditional garb of Suki’s people was incredibly distracting. Her many braids had been pulled back into one simple style, the makeup accentuating her features.

However, Suki supposed her old Fire Nation outfits had revealed much more skin, which would be twice as distracting for her.

While she was lost in thought, Ty Lee took a cheap shot to chi-block her left arm, making Suki yelp. It wasn’t a very powerful shot; Suki’s arm could still move limply, and she knew from experience that the feeling and full movement would return shortly. If she were a bender, it would be a much more devastating hit, but it was simply an annoyance to her.

“Hey!” she said.

Ty Lee giggled innocently. “Maybe striking first isn’t such a bad idea, hm?”

Suki gave her a glare. “That was so not fair.”

“No, this isn’t fair,” Ty Lee replied, before she pounced, tackling Suki to the soft mat on the ground, and because the other girl had one dead arm, it was easy to get her pinned.

“Very funny,” Suki grumbled. “Do you want me to say you won?”

Ty Lee grinned down at her. “Well I did win, didn’t I?”

The feeling in Suki’s arm had returned, and a grin curled on her own face as she quickly switched their positions so that she was on top of Ty Lee, who squealed in surprise as she was straddled by the Kyoshi native.

“I think this means I won,” Suki said. “And while I’m all about using my opponent's strength against them, I’m not above using their weaknesses.”

Ty Lee eyed her warily. “What do you mean by that?”

In response to her question, Suki began tickling Ty Lee’s belly with one hand while the other attempted to hold her squirming body down.

The Fire Nation girl burst into laughter almost instantly, the high-pitched sound like music to Suki’s ears. Ty Lee was already an adorable, bubbly person, and her laughter matched that perfectly. It made Suki’s heart melt, watching the helpless grin spread on her face.

In fact, she was so distracted by the sweet picture, Ty Lee managed to flip the two of them over, a delighted battle cry leaving her lips. “Got you!” she declared, her hands going for Suki’s sides.

Suki wasn’t quite as sensitive as Ty Lee, but she was unable to fight the laughter that bubbled in her chest and spilled from her lips.

“Not fair!” she gasped, legs kicking out to no avail.

“Not fair? You seemed to think it was pretty fair when you did it to me,” Ty Lee replied, hands creeping up to prod at Suki’s ribs.

The Kyoshi warrior was brought to a giggly mess underneath the hands of her new friends, and it would have wounded her pride had she not been so happy to roughhouse with someone she liked so much. But she needed to breathe eventually, and so she allowed herself to beg for mercy.

“Okay, okay,” she heaved, batting uselessly at Ty Lee’s hands.

“Had enough?”

“Yes!”

“Hmm…Oh, alright, but only because I’m so nice,” Ty Lee said, and her hands went still.

Suki sucked in a relieved breath, but before she could say anything, Ty Lee leaned down and pressed a kiss to her reddened cheek.

Too stunned to say another word, Suki laid there on the floor as Ty Lee grinned, clambered off of her, and said something about resuming their training.

When she finally regained enough of a brain to do so, Suki stood, and pulled Ty Lee in for a kiss, on the lips this time, and Ty Lee returned it enthusiastically.

“I guess I won after all,” Suki breathed once they’d pulled away.