#sutara

An unsure voice from outside your tent pulls Katara's lips away from your throat, and Suki's head from between your thighs.

"Y/n? Can I talk to you?" It was Sokka.

Your eyes widen and you push Katara away from you. "Uh, sure! Can you talk from out there? Im uh...not decent."

"Uh, sure. Anyways, I need some advice. Do you know what Suki's favorite flowers are?" He asks nervously.

You slap a hand to your forehead. "Uh, I think she likes roses? Why?"

"Well," he starts. "I think I might like her."

Suki coughs and your eyes widen. "Are you okay?" Sokka asks from outside.

"Yeah Im fine, Sokka. Are you sure thats uh....a good idea?"

"Why not? You were the one that told me to follow my heart," he accusingly says.

"Well, you know Suki doesnt...roll that way, right?"

There is silence on the other end. Only for a minute. "Really?"

You nod before realizing he cant see you. "Uh, yes! Sorry, Sokka."

He sighs. "Everytime! Everytime i like someone, they are either taken, gay, or turn into some kind of angelic spirit!"

Katara laughs silently. You catch Suki's eyes and they glint micheveously before she dives back into your aching center. "Ah!"

"Y/n!? Whats wrong!? Are you okay?" Sokka voices in concern.

"Yes, Sokka! Im fine there was a....a spider! Yeah, everythings fine but I think Im going to head to bed so goodnight!" You rush out, quickly clamping your mouth shut as to not release another moan.

"Ooookay. I see whats going on. Have fun in there Y/n and Zuko!"

Your eyes widen in surprise and the girls' jaw drops. Katara shoves her arm in her mouth to keep her from giggling. Suki was just shocked.

"You know what? We will. Goodnight, Sokka."