This choice: Katara and Sokka discover a strange iceberg... • Go Back...Chapter #7Katara and Sokka discover a strange iceberg... by: EvilFuzzy9   "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WON'T HAVE SEX WITH ME?!" demanded an angry Katara, glaring at her older brother, Sokka, who was of course clad in naught but a simple white loincloth that did nothing to hide the massive bulge of his junk.
"WE'RE STRANDED ON AN ICE FLOE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, AND YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX?!" Sokka retorted disbelievingly. "Shouldn't we be focused on getting back to the tribe?"
"NO!" declared Katara. "I AM HORNY, AND I WANT MY SOKKA SANDWICH NOW!" She swung her arms apart frustratedly, causing the iceberg behind her to begin cracking apart.
"UH, KATARA—" said Sokka, pointing worriedly at the iceberg behind his sister, which she was apparently unconsciously ragebending into pieces.
Again.
...look, she had anger issues, okay?
"NO, SOKKA!" snapped Katara, interrupting him before he could even really begin his sentence. "I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU HOLDING OUT ON ME! WHY WON'T YOU EVER FUCK ME WHEN I WANT YOU TO? WHAT, YOU'LL DO IT WITH EVERYONE ELSE, BUT NOT YOUR SISTER?!"
She swung her hands down with the most force yet, and there was a mighty loud crash as the iceberg behind her fell into itty-bitty pieces.
Katara blinked, finally noticing what she had been doing.
"Oops," she said, before ducking down next to her brother as great, mighty waves began to rise and crash, kicked up by the huge ass chunks of ice that were falling into the sea.
A globe of ice popped up from the water, and they could see the silhouette of a person inside.
"Huh," said Katara. "Looks like there's someone inside that iceberg."
"YEAH," agreed Sokka, standing back up. His pecs glistened in the sunlight, and Katara could not help licking her lips as she trailed her gaze down from her brother's toned, delicious chocolate brown chest to his lean, defined abdomen, and then to his hips, and the bulge in his loincloth.
Her eyes especially lingered on that last bit.
Then she blinked, realizing something.
"Say," she said. "Why are you still yelling?"
Sokka rolled his eyes at this question.
"WELL, DUH. IT'S BECAUSE—wait." He blinked. "Huh. I have no idea. Why am I yelling? Weird."
Katara shrugged.
"Yeah," she said. "Weird."
A moment passed.
"...Wanna have sex on that iceberg?"
A sigh.
"Fine. If it'll shut you up."
Katara squealed happily, and she eagerly fiddled with the easy access flap in the crotch of her parka, eyeing the bulge in her brother's loincloth with a hungry gleam in her eyes.
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