He could feel it all at once, the molding and mesh of sensations that mixed together in a muddle of touch that was almost too much.
Tahno never let something like the law keep him from doing exactly what he wanted. In fact, getting away with it made it all the better.
A collection of my Tahnorra week fics.
Day One: Stress relief can come in many ways. (lemon)
Day Two: A part of her knew that she probably wasn’t the first and most likely wouldn’t be the last in his string of girls, but she couldn’t bring herself to really care. (lemon)
Day Three: Tahno grew up on stories about Yue and the moon. As a child he admired her and began to speak to her at night. He never grew out of it.
Even with the mask, Iroh could recognize that voice anywhere.