Title: Forever in a Dream.

Fandom: The Legend of Korra.

Spoilers: The whole series, ending of Book 4 especially. (Duh)

Pairing: Korra / Asami Sato.

Warnings: This story will contain explicit sex scenes between women. Strictly vanilla, nothing eccentric, but still beware the smut monster! Fair warning. Lots of fluff, sweeping confessions and confiding in each other. Good stuff.

AN: Hey, so this is my first time venturing into AtLA / LoK fandom! I absolutely could not hold back and not write something after the greatness that was the finale and the last two seasons as a whole. It is both incredible and just a bit sad that we got this sort of ending. Don't get be wrong, I'm loving the subtle, more based on subtext and the attention of the viewers execution! Still, it could have been just a tad better. Well, what the original material could not quite bring home, even though it was still amazing, fanfiction is surely capable of adding. The explosion of some great fanfiction was something amazing to behold, so in that respect I am putting out just one of many, many more fills in that department.

Anyway, this story is preplanned to have five or six chapters. I have decided to separate this story into chapters seeing how I have a problem with writing shorter stories. It will feature several time skips of varied lengths of time. Somehow I have the urge to cover some of the most significant moments in Korra and Asami's lives past the finale. I will be if not great, at the very least interesting. Enjoy and leave me a review, love to read what you thought of it! Especially since it's a very different world for me!


Forever in a Dream

Chapter One

The Spirit Portal was warm and the tingling wisps of light gently brushed over her face. Asami was not sure if this was supposed to be like that, if this Portal was special in some way because Korra was the one who created it. The light, warm and gentle at first, grew brighter as they walked through the column hand in hand. Its intensity grew, grew to the point that it had made her shut her eyes. The only grinding force pulling her forward was the firm hand in her palm. The skin of Korra's fingers and palms was tough, hardened by the years of training and fighting, and yet her hold felt tender, perfectly aligned with her own, but strong and reassuring, too. The industrialist cloud let that hand guide her wherever it would like.

A light breeze touched her skin and the lighting changed. There was a sweet smell in the air. Like the fields of honey flowers she saw when she was very little and her father took Asami to the high valleys outside the city. The faint sounds of buzzing and singing reached her ears.

"Come on, open your yes!" the voice was followed by firm squeeze of her hand.

Asami did what that familiar voice told her. Slowly opening her eyes she was forced to blink rapidly, her eyes were adjusting to the change in lighting, but once the landscape focused into view she let out a gasp.

They stood in a big clearing. It was boxed up with the high, icy mountains in the north, behind the Portal. The peaks and edges of the frozen rock formations were odd, gleaming and reflecting the light from the Spirit Portal. They looked almost made out of glass, or clear crystals. The clearing in front of them was covered with pink and purple flowers. Or rather what seemed like flowers. Short stems and wide plate-like buds were all of that odd unnatural purplish pink color, there were bright green petals protruding from the edges of the plates. Scattered around were leafless trees. Thick, screwed up trunks stood bend down, they spread their leafless branches and did not move. The bark on those trees reminded of honey or maybe melted amber. Somehow, they too reflected the light of the Spirit Portal, drew it deep within their trunks witch shone gently from the inside.

Further out in the distance, beyond the purple meadow began a forest. Forest like no other. High and low trees were like enlarged grass, giant mushrooms with green dragonfly wings as tops, enormous caramel flowers blooming over the green vastness of the forest. And the high brown mountains far on the horizon covered with puffy snow toppings.

"So, how'd you like the Spirit World?" Korra's cheerful voice pulled the black haired woman out of her trace and she threw her an astonished look.

"It is amazing, Korra! What are those... Oh, my..." her question was cut short by the dramatic change that happened to the Avatar. Korra was shining with blue light, her eyes were filled with the whiteness of the Avatar State and there was an intricate pattern glowing over her chest. Asami saw it once long ago. Even being like this Korra smiled to her and the glow vanished. The water tribe woman standing before her was the same as always.

"That was Raava. I'm sorry, did it scare you?" there was a slight blush on those tanned cheeks.

"No. I was more surprised than scared. Does it happen every time you travel to the Spirit World?"

"Not every time, but sometimes. Raava is always with me, it's just most of the time she is, well, dormant." Korra grinned mischievously. "She told me she likes you."

Asami could not help but to laugh at the comment as they walked through the meadow. The small spirits were floating, hiding in the flowerbed. A bigger spirit, mixture of a dragon and a bird floated by high over the forest. It was incredible to see all those wonders the Spirit World had to show them!

"Alright, I'm glad the Avatar Spirit approves of me. I would not want her to be like a disapproving parent, you know, the ones who try to chase away any potential suitors... and... um..."

Her voice trailed away. Even though things were going so well between them, so natural and great, they still have not talked about what was going to happen next. It was sort of implied, the vacation and the closeness they have shared, the unspoken truth gleamed through each others eyes, but neither had put in into worlds yet. They both knew it was there, the connection was undeniable and it could not have felt any more right and perfect. Reading between the lines of those long letters, interpreting the glances and the closeness they had shared was one thing, putting the feeling out there, saying the words out loud... That was something very, very different. Still, taking the next step was exiting and frightening and something she wanted, really, really wanted to work out.

Asami stopped in the middle of the meadow, the rush to say out loud what she wanted overwhelmed the surge of fear and... The uncertainty she used to feel some time ago, while sparring with her in Ba Sing Se, watching over her as Korra went to the Spirit World not being able to help any other way; being worried, terrified letting her go to face Zaheer. After the fight helping Korra get dressed when she was starting to recover, the sight of Korra defeated, injured was breaking her heart, but even then the tiny uncertain part of her mind was holding her back. It was still there while reading the letters, when meeting her again. But every time it dwindled, gave ground until one day it was gone. Now, only the embarrassment was left, but Asami believed that this was the right step, the one thing she would never regret. It was time, time to say it out loud, time to put her faith in what they had, what they grew into.

"Korra, you... You mean so much to me. I wanted to say..."

But Korra was already near clasping her hands and drawing her face closer. The emerald and opal eyes interlocked. All that was not yet said, all that undeniably was there, all that had bloomed between the two was shining in the bright windows to their hearts. Just like every time time they looked each other in the eyes over the last few weeks. Asami knew exactly what she felt and could see how her feelings were reflected in those clear blue eyes as well. Unable to resist she leaned in, her eyes darted to Korra's lips for a second before snapping back to her eyes. The movement was mirrored. Asami felt her eyelashes flutter and as their lips drew nearer their eyelids closed at the same time.

The kiss was tender, hesitant. It was inquisitive, exploring and just a bit fearful. The lips lingered on each other taking in the softness, melting slowly into a wonderful first kiss.

When they parted Asami took a long breath and looked Korra straight in the face expecting to see her smile. And she was. A small, flustered smile appeared on the Avatar's lips, but there was more to it. Korra's beautiful, shining blue eyes were watery, tears quickly pooled in them escaping to trace long trails down her cheeks.

"I wanted to do this for a long time, but there were always people around and... um..."

Asami reached out with her hand and cupped the side of her face. The gesture happened so naturally as if her arm had moved on its own. In fact, Asami could not remember when it did so. One moment she saw Korra's tearful face and the next her thumb was gently brushing a running tear away from her cheekbone. The Avatar leaned into the caress, putting her own palm over Asami's. Korra glanced up on the black haired woman, her cheeks burning with not so sudden deeper blush. What she saw was the smiling, gentle face filled with that warm glow she saw before. The engineer winked.

"So instead of doing it in front of people you did it in front of spirits?" teased Asami.

"Yeah, I guess I did..." Korra laughed lightly, the tears were running down her cheeks, blurring her vision, but those were tears of happiness. Asami could see right through her. All the stress of holding back, all the hurt and suffering, the heavy weight of responsibility, all of it was tumbling down. The tough and wise Avatar, her Korra, was swept away by a kiss! All the worry, all the years apart, the fight and struggle, every bit of it was worth if if it was all leading to here, now. Korra tried to wipe the tears with the back of her hand, but Asami gently brushed her palms away. One look was enough to indicate what she wanted.

They drew into each others arms sliding as close as possible. Their lips met again letting go of all hesitations, embracing what they both wanted. Korra's hands slid around her shoulders pulling her closer, Asami's fingers were burrowing into the short brown hair. Her other hands was still cupping the side of Korra's face, she could feel the tears gliding down to her fingers, even though they both hand shut their eyes tightly giving into the kiss.

It grew steadily, the movement of lips became more demanding until Asami's tongue was the first to gently slid in. She felt the muffled gasp Korra gave her, the strong arms around her back squeezed tighter. The sweetness and longing of the kiss was clouding her head, it was hard to focus from the lack of breath.

Finally they parted gasping and inhaling deeply. They did not separate leaning on each other and putting their foreheads together instead. Two breaths intermingled, lips staying close as if afraid to pull apart too far. Opening her eyes Asami was dipped into the gleaming pools of sapphire. The blue eyed wonder was beaming, that smile had made the raven haired beauty weak at the knees. The only thing left was to say it, to finally say it out loud.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

There was not a second's hesitation in Korra's voice. The smile and that bright shine of her clear eyes gave the industrialist all the confirmation she ever needed. She could not have wished for anything else in that moment. Being in each others arms amidst the blooming purple flowers of the Spirit World, going away together... Korra was right, it did indeed sounded perfect. And it was.

TBC...