(4,000+ words of just smut and touchy feels)
Asami leaned forward as her hands parted Korra's thighs making room for her hips to fit perfectly in-between. She leaned forward pressing her forehead against Korra's, and breathed in her scent of incenses and something slightly floral. Her hands ran up Korra's legs, pushing her dress up in the process till it gathered at her waist. As her soft lips brushed Korra's cheek along the curve of her jaw, the avatar backed away from her embrace before she could reach her lips. Asami stopped and glanced up at Korra concerned that she might have done something wrong, or that Korra was suddenly uncomfortable in their current entanglement.
Asami gently pushed Korra's hair out of her face and studied her icy blue eyes. "Do you want to stop?" She whispered, her breath smelling slightly of the wine they had earlier that evening at dinner. Her green eyes were lowered and jaded with lustful desire but she pushed past that and focused on Korra's uneasiness. Her forcefulness fading the more silent Korra became.
The Avatar stammered, her mouth opening and closing a few times as she tried to articulate the many emotions that suddenly coursed through her veins. She didn't know where this came from but she felt so terribly overwhelmed. All of her senses heightened with how close Asami was to her and the growing tension that sparked between them.
She looked away, wanting to focus on anything else but Asami's eyes. She fidgeted with a strand of Asami's hair that fell in her face, weaving it back and forth threw her shaking fingers timidly. Her eyes wandered to her neck and collarbone down the sharp V-line of her red dress, where just a brief view of her cleavage shown through. Her skin seemed to glow under the candle light as she sat in that dress Korra thought hugged her curves so perfectly highlighting every contour of her beautiful body. No doubt she wore that dress because she knew how much Korra liked it and would enjoy it even more ripping it off of her. She inhaled Asami's sweet perfume- peaches, Korra's favorite scent she would wear, exclusively for her.
She bit deeply into her lip as Asami patiently awaited an answer. The thickness in the room waning down as their heat spell began to ware off, killing the mood they had created in the mist of their touches and gropes.
"No," Korra muttered, she didn't want to stop. They had already discarded their shoes and other unnecessaries, strewn across Asami's living room floor. Exchanged the beginnings of heated kisses and soft embraces with rough, skillful hands. Asami's hair was already down from her bun falling messily and yet perfectly down her back and over her shoulders. The straps of her red dress were falling down her arms and God, seeing that look of heat in Asami's eyes was enough to make Korra tremble.
Stopping was the very last thing she wanted.
"I-I just.." Korra's words wavered as her breath suddenly grew short under Asami's gaze. She looked down at her legs on either side of Asami's hips and her blue dress hiked up her thigh and her stomach pounced.
This was really happening, after so long. A part of Korra was shocked at how timid she was in this situation given how many times she's imagined it. Fantasied about how beautiful Asami looked, naked and open for her. How ethereal she would sound crying out in sheer ecstasy, her moans a mixture of soft purrs and feral groans. How soft her skin would feel beneath her hands, rubbing against her own in a beautiful friction of heat and a need to be as close to one another as humanly possible. How good she would.. taste.
This should have been so easy for her, like everything else was with Asami. And yet, here Korra was, practically ruining the ending of a perfect date with the love of her life.
Asami pulled her hand away from Korra's face and the Avatar inwardly cursed. "No! Don't go!" She grabbed Asami's hand and placed it back to her cheek stubbornly.
"Korra," Asami whispered, "I'm perfectly happy with our night as it is, I don't want to force anything you're not comfortable with." Her voice was low and calm, Korra knew she was being genuine but that didn't stop her from feeling like she ruined the moment.
"Th-That's not it." Korra replied,
Asami's eyes perked as she moved closer to her girlfriend, placing a quick kiss to her lips. "Then what is it?" She tried to look at Korra's eyes but again she refused to look at her. Asami brushed her hand along Korra's jaw, her thumb gliding across her lower lip, tugging it down gently as if persuading her to speak.
"I haven't felt anything in years. ." Korra breathed, her face flushed except for the redness of her cheeks against her chestnut skin. Her long lashes blocked the timid look in her eyes as she tipped her head down out of Asami's view. Her hands, rough from bending and years of training gripped her lover's thighs and squeezed them lightly. Asami instantly understood what she meant and didn't exactly know how to reply at first, which warranted the silence that filled the space between them. She remembered this subject was still a bit sensitive to Korra and didn't want to end up saying the wrong thing.
"Oh. ." Asami sighed, a sympathetic look panned across her face. Korra had endured so much in her life, and only grew stronger from it. Talking about her time paralyzed never seemed to bother her before, but now, this was something entirely different.
Korra fidgeted beneath Asami's body feeling more vulnerable than she would be if she were nude. "I'm sorry-"
"No," Asami interrupted, "You have nothing to apologize for, I'd want you to tell me this, anything. ."
Korra tapped her thumb against Asami's leg realizing she'd better get everything off her chest now in an attempt to save their evening from ending. "I just don't know if I can-" she clenched her teeth, not even wanting to finish that statement or breath life into it. "Or if. .I could make you feel. . satisfied."
Finally squeezing the words out of her mouth, less articulate than she wanted, Korra breathed harshly, as if she was holding it in this whole time. "I've just.. forgotten what all of this felt like."
Asami brushed her hand across her cheek as her heart sank hearing those words. No wonder Korra was so timid and shy, she could train to walk again and fight again, but this wasn't a skill that could be taught in conventional ways. This wasn't something new she was experiencing, granted her first time with someone of the same sex, but not her first time in the act. But it felt that way, like she had to learn this all over again, and there was another hidden doubt that maybe she couldn't feel at all. The side effects of repairing nerve connections meant that sometimes some of them don't find their way back.
"Korra," Asami breathed, a small blush brushing her cheeks, "You don't have to touch me for me to be satisfied," A small giggle played from her lips as she gave Korra a look that read deeper than her words. A look that ravished the thought of lying Korra beneath her and exploring every dip and curve of her flesh. A look that she would take pleasure hearing her soft pants grow to moans and grunts till she was screaming Asami's name. She really didn't realize how much Asami wanted her. How much she thought it a privilege to even be the only person in the world to give Korra undeniable pleasure.
Asami leaned forward, "Trust me, I'm more than satisfied,"
"But-" Korra swallowed her words as that seductive look poured down her chest and swirled into a bleeding heat that pooled between her legs. Her eyes fell from Asami's face to the view of her breasts now pushing against the barrier of her deep V-neck. The slight indication of her pink nipples poking against the expensive fabric. Korra clenched her jaw at the sudden image playing in her head of pulling the fabric down and setting that pink bud between her teeth. The avatar looked up in innocent-like shock as she felt Asami's breath against her cheek. The smell of peaches invading her lungs so deliciously that she wanted to taste them.
"And" Asami began, batting her long lashes and dragging out the punctuation of the word suggestively. "If you'll allow me," she nipped at Korra's lips, smiling as she elicited a small moan from the avatar.
"I'll remind you how good this feels, and I won't stop until your nerve endings scream." Korra grunted at those words and Asami took that as viable permission to continue what they had started.
Korra's eyes fluttered closed as Asami kissed her again, this time with a new fiery passion. A determination to take Korra, body and soul into a new realm of blissful lust and satisfaction. Korra wasn't sure if her body had the capability, and Asami was more than happy to find out.
Asami gripped the hem of Korra's dress and pulled it up her chest, breaking their kiss only for a moment to pull the garment over her head and toss to the side. She latched onto Korra's mouth biting and sucking her plump bottom lip as she threaded her fingers into Korra's soft, wavy locks. The avatar shivered at the feeling of Asami's fingers grazing her scalp and mimicked that feeling, grazing her teeth against her bottom lip.
Korra opened her mouth wider, inviting room for their tongues to mingle. She sucked and nipped at Asami's wet muscle enjoying the tart flavor of grape that lingered there. With every push from her mouth, Asami replied with one of her own, like a dance they shared-accompanied by their breathy pants and subtle moans. Korra could feel her skin heat up as she forgot her fears and allowed her self to bathe in every sensation flooding her consciousness. Nothing else mattered in this very moment, she forgot where she was, the pain she felt in the past, her recovery she endured in the present, nothing grounded her to the Earth below except for Asami's breath in her face, her pulse beating in sync with her own, and the feel of their bodies craving to be connected.
She snaked her hands around Asami's waist pulling her flush against her body. She moaned in her mouth, enjoying the sensation of her breasts pushed against her skin. The only barrier that was left was the dress Korra now desperately wanted to tear from her body. She curled her fingers under the straps and pulled them down Asami's shoulders uncaring if she ripped it in the process. At the sight of Asami's plump breasts Korra leaned down and latched her mouth on to her soft peak. Asami hissed, unable to stop the aggressive moan that escaped her throat as her nerves were set a blaze. She groaned, laying her head back against her shoulders as Korra sucked and nipped with no remorse. Her free hand rolled and kneaded her other boob as Asami ran her fingers through her hair, tugging at the strands. She gasped as Korra switched to the other mound of flesh, biting down on her nipple deep enough to elicit a squeak.
After a few moments more Asami pushed Korra down onto her back and shimmied out of her dress. At the look of slight disappointment in Korra's eye's Asami smirked, "Next time love, right now this is about you." She hooked under Korra's panties and pulled them down her legs in one swift motion. Korra flinched at the slight dampness against her thighs, the sensation a bit foreign to her. Glancing up at the look on Asami's face every feeling of doubt she had faded away.
Jesus she was beautiful, Asami couldn't help but just stare at her. Her mouth twitching slightly as she fought the urge to just take her right then and there. But she needed to draw this out, give Korra the slow, elation of build up before the climax. The playful teasing and aggressive groping was just as important as the big finish.
She climbed on top of her, spreading her legs with ease and enjoyed the blush that stained Korra's cheeks. Very rarely did she see Korra blush, and she found it to be absolutely intriguing and aesthetically arousing. It was a sense of vulnerability that filled Asami with mirth, a glowing warmth that fueled her passion besides her obvious lust for her girlfriend. The fact that she trusted her enough to surrender herself completely made Asami cherish Korra more than she already did.
She unraveled the bindings from Korra's chest and began massaging her breasts in the palms of her hands. Teasing her nipples into peaks before grabbing a hand full to squeeze. They were soft and heavy in her hands rocking forward as Korra pushed against her. The water bender tried to muffle her moans as if someone might hear in the quiet of Asami's home but couldn't fight it any longer when she felt Asami's teeth bite into a sensitive spot at the base of her neck.
"Ahh!" She hissed, Her jaw falling open as she moaned, hearing it echo off the walls. She arched her back, pushing her chest into Asami's hands with a force highlighting her eagerness for more.
Korra clamped her eyes shut as another groan ripped from her throat as Asami relentless peppered her neck and chest with forceful kisses. Her hands worked in sync with her lips; wrapping around her breasts then down the contours of her rig cage to slide up the sides of her back. Korra continued to pant and moan as Asami kneaded every inch of her skin, leaving nothing left untouched.
"How does it feel Korra?" Asami smiled against her skin. She kissed between her breasts, down to her naval licking the interior before making her way back up to Korra's face. Asami began rubbing Korra's legs, paying close attention to her firm muscles and dips of her thighs and calfs. She worked every muscle and tendon until Korra was practically putty in her hands.
"MMhh." Korra groaned, shaking under Asami's nails grazing the inside of her thighs, rippling goosebumps along her skin.
The young inventor waited for her to reply, gently squeezing her hips before dipping back between her legs, avoiding the space Korra desperately wanted her to touch. Her girlfriend was silent, strong hands clawing into the plush carpet beneath her as her body shivered. Korra felt like if she moved a muscle her body would burst. The most shocking part to all of this was that Asami hadn't even really touched her yet and Korra was already reaching her peak.
Asami ran her hands up and down Korra's sides as she looked into her blue eyes, longing for a reply. "Korra?" She whispered.
She wasn't going to continue until she answered, she didn't want her to get so overwhelmed her body would go into shock, or something more severe. The Avatar state was a reaction to her body being put under too much of an extreme and the last thing Asami wanted was Korra blowing the roof off of her house.
The avatar lifted her lids and opened her mouth, the only thing she could register was another whimper. She threaded her hands behind Asami's head and pressed their lips together. She didn't even want to think of stopping now, not when she was so close. Floating in such bliss.
Asami smiled and kissed her back as her right hand slid down korra's toned stomach to the space between her legs. Her fingers rubbed over Korra's clit, flicking and massage her sensitive bud. Korra threw her head back and yelped. That small buzzing of pleasure riding her skin sky rocketed into an overwhelming spark of electricity that crackled and spiked her senses to life. Her legs parted wider as her hips pushed against Asami's hand.
Her lover moaned into Korra's mouth as she worked her fingers up and down the length of her. She was already so wet, easily coating Asami's fingers with her liquid desire. Asami grunted as she spread Korra's lips, her eyes fluttering as she fought the urge push her fingers inside. Korra felt heavenly against her hand and all she wanted to do was feel her fingers incased inside her warmth. She spread her legs and rimmed Korra's opening with the pad of her finger. Korra whined, biting her bottom lip before releasing a feral groan. She was panting now as beads of sweat rolled down her temple. Her pink tongue drawing from her mouth to wet her lips.
Asami watched Korra in awe. She was unbelievably beautiful, writhing and quaking to every flick and massage against her body. Her defined muscles tensed as beads of sweat rolled down her skin, glistening in the warm glow of candle light. She shivered watching Korra writhe and enjoyed it even more knowing she was the cause of this.
Fuck! She was so responsive, feeling out every fine movement of Asami's hand as if she wanted to commit it to memory.
Asami was beginning to feel herself slipping, loosing her self control the more she played with Korra. She wanted to join her in this carefree exploration and get lost in each other, but she wasn't at the point of no return, not yet.
"You haven't answered me Korra." Asami replied muffling the water bender's moans with playful lips.
Korra opened her eyes as if Asami's voice had revived her to a state of consciousness. She looked at her lover with a stare that begged not to challenge her for she would surely loose. When Korra did not reply, Asami picked up her pace, rubbing her fingers fast enough to make her bounce lightly against the carpet.
Korra arched her back and belted- Asami enjoying the view of her boobs jiggling against her chest.
"Ahh!..ha!", She tried to find her voice in the fog of desire that suffocated her. Her brows flattened into a hard line as she focused as if her life depended on it. Asami teasing her so mercifully was a trait Korra had no idea she possessed and she didn't know whether to be aroused or afraid of her.
Asami's thumb pushed against her clit rubbing the sensitive bud in agonizingly slow circles. Korra's thighs trembled and she melted into the carpet at the sudden shift in pulses radiating through her limbs.
"OHhhH .fuUukk!" She cooed.
Asami kissed her cheek, basking in this control she had over her all powerful girlfriend. "Tell me how it feels." A smile ghosting her lips as Korra continued to mewl.
Her mouth gaping and chest heaving, she tried so desperately to reply, "Ah! It-feels! Hmm! It feels. ." She shivered, her toes curling, "Amazing!"
That was all Asami needed to hear, she slipped her middle and ring fingers deep inside the water bender curving it against her hot, slick walls. Korra completely unraveled at the sudden intrusion. Flashes of light and color blinded her vision as she felt her nerves pop.
"Yes!" She screamed. "Oh! Y-yes!" She opened her eyes, gaping at Asami in disbelief. It felt so good!
Korra gripped the back of Asami's head pressing their foreheads together in an attempt to stop from loosing all sense of herself. The muscles in her arms tense as she held on for dear life. She bit into her bottom lip so rough she thought it might bleed, and she didn't give a damn if it did.
Asami's intense gaze never left Korra's face as she pumped her wrist back and forth at an increasingly maddening pace.
"Korra." Asami moaned, her voice shaking as she finally gave into her own pleasure.
She wanted to see Korra cum for her, she needed it more than she needed anything else right now. The space between her legs dripping even though she wasn't the one being worked on. Asami pushed Korra's thighs up so that they rested on the tops of her legs-bent against Korra's chest, and angled her hand in just the right spot to send Korra over the edge.
The avatar threw her head back and screamed. She clawed at Asami's hair, gripping handfuls of the silky strands and tugging on them. Her hips pushed and pulled against each thrust of Asami's fingers, wanting them to penetrate as deep as they could.
"Just like that!" She gasped. Asami pressed her face against Korra's chest listening to the rapid pace of her heart fluttering like a bird trapped in a cage. She kissed the center of her chest licking and gnawing her flesh, tasting the salt of her sweat. She plucked Korra's nipples in her mouth, sucking on them with vicious intent. Korra jolted as Asami released her by the grit of her teeth.
With her free hand, Asami pressed against Korra's stomach, holding her steady as she worked her wrist back and forth meeting Korra's frantic thrusts. The avatar groaned and grunted reaching above her head to claw into the carpet. Her voice echoed off the walls in a mess of ooohs and drawn out aahhs!
"Mm! M-More!" She gasped. "Please. .!" She was desperate now, wanting to force onto her body so much at once that she'd never forget this again. "Asami. ." She whined, reaching out in the thickness of heat that engulfed her. The sound of her name like a prayer spoken from Korra's lips. She wanted to imprint every muscle in her body with her Asami's touch. Send her nerves into overdrive and crash land back to Earth feeling perfectly spent and satisfied.
Asami blinked, surprised by Korra's command. She was already two fingers deep and wasn't entirely convinced it was safe to push Korra any further.
"Are you sure?" She asked, again the image of Korra's eyes white and glowing flashed in her mind.
Korra shook her head, offering a tired smile as she grinded her hips. "I'm okay.." She breathed.
Asami complied, surging forward with three fingers, grateful Korra was saturated enough to make it easy for her to glide past her entrance. Korra screamed, her voice bouncing off the walls loud enough that she was sure someone would hear if it not be for Asami's house being in a secluded part of the City.
Her hips bucked forward at the feeling of being stretched and kneaded. Asami placed the thumb of her left hand against Korra's clit and began rubbing in circles again as she drove her fingers in and out. "Ah haa!" She shuttered, rocking her hips as she grabbed at her breasts and tugged on them.
"Yes!" She grunted, "so.. .good!" Korra's voice was shaking as if she was crying, drowning in amazement that her body could endure this much sensory overload. The muscles in her stomach rolled as she focused on nothing but the motion of her hips, hopelessly trying fulfill this burning desire building at her core. Her words slurring as she continued to wail.
Asami was no fire bender but Korra felt like she was lighting her ablaze and she burned in euphoria. She smiled at the feeling of her toes curling, remembering a time where she couldn't do such an act that was so simple. She titled her head up and met Asami's eyes grateful to be given this pleasure again. Never had she felt like this before and she knew it was only by Asami's doing that she could achieve this.
Asami's fingers curled and Korra gasped, grabbing onto the carpet again. She looked down between her legs watching Asami's skillful hand disappear inside her only to pull out and charge forward again. Korra continued to bounce against the carpet, noting the slight rug burn she was developing against her back. Her eyes watered as her brows furrowed and pink lips formed that classic 'O' shape of surrender.
"Ha!" Her eyes locked on to Asami's face as she felt her body tense. "I'm! I'm-Ah!" She couldn't find her words again, her body shivered as her vision blurred. She focused on Asami's green orbs, trying to ground herself to anything remotely tangible. "I-I'm gonna!" Her body began to shake as she floated into that space just before the crash of a beautiful escape. As she felt her orgasm seize her muscles Asami pulled her hand away.
"No!" Korra whined as if she had just endured the most unforgivable betrayal.
Before she could protest further she looked down to see Asami's head between her legs. Her green eyes glistened as she smiled mischievously. There was no way she was going to miss the opportunity to taste korra's release. She'd been teasing herself with that curiosity all night and she almost let it slip away.
She latched onto Korra's womanhood, sucking and nipping her clit before spearing her with her tongue. Korra's mouth fell agape as a silent plea for mercy slipped from her lips. She was sure Asami's goal was to kill her at this point. Her body was on what seemed to be a never ending ride of ups and downs, burning states of bliss followed by soothing gropes and cheerful kisses. It was so overwhelming and yet Korra seamed to float in this instead of be consumed by it.
Her body shuttered as Asami's tongue wiggled and twirled inside her. Her pleasured moans vibrated against her skin as Asami purred in delight. Korra tasted better than she imagined, way better. Like a sweet and pungent fruit that tingled on her tongue. Asami groaned, sucking on her tender lips, taking them between her teeth and tugging lightly. Korra gasped bucking her hips forward and Asami released her, hoping she wasn't getting too carried away.
She ran her tongue up and down the length of her before sliding her fingers back inside, craving that warmth again. She kissed Korra's bead of pleasure before taking it in her mouth again and sucking viciously.
Korra's body trembled uncontrollably as tears streamed down her face, this was the most rapturous of torments. She was close, so fucking close.
"Please let me cum. ." Korra shivered, "Asami. .Please.."
Hearing Korra beg for her was enough to make Asami quiver and she was more than ready to give her what they both wanted. Her lover curled her fingers one last time hitting that spot that instantly pushed Korra into a state of sweet release.
"Oh! God!" Asami felt her muscles tighten around her fingers as she screamed. Korra ripped at the carpet as her entire body shivered and twitched. Her breathing hitched as she grunted between her teeth, spilling Asami's name from her lips over and over again like a mantra. There was no doubt in her mind that her paralysis still existed for every nerve in her body tingled and vibrated threw her muscles.
Korra hissed, trying to find a steady breath as her body fell limp. After a few more thrusts of her fingers Asami gently pulled them out, sucking the juices from her fingers tips gleefully. Korra melted beneath her mouth, shuttering and convulsing as Asami gently licked her clean, threatening to build her up again and repeat this blissful decent.
"f-ffmm, fuck." Korra opened her eyes staring blankly at the high ceiling above her. Asami placed small kisses along the inside of her thighs as she massaged them with care, waiting for Korra to catch her breath. From her view between her legs, she couldn't really see Korra's face, only the gentle rise and fall of her rig cage. The peaks of her brown nipples slightly red from being so roughly handled.
Once Korra had settled, Asami looked up at her and smiled. "I might have gotten a little carried away," She blushed.
"A little?" Korra laughed,
Asami crawled up her body still placing soft kisses along her torso. As their mouths found one another again, Korra hummed at the taste of herself being transferred from Asami's tongue. It wasn't a bad taste, just different.
They exchanged a few kisses more, ignoring the slight swelling of their lips from how hard they ravished each other. A slight bit uncomfortable but Korra didn't care in the least. She was perfectly at ease, beautifully exhausted and overjoyed to have someone like Asami in her life.
She pulled away stroking Asami's hair, "That was amazing."
Asami nuzzled her nose against Korra's bridge and smiled, "I'm glad it was."
Korra chuckled causing Asami to glance a curious look her way. "What?" Her green eyes studying Korra's face with intrigue.
The avatar only smirked, eyeing down Asami's body to her damp thighs. Her hand still slightly shaking from her orgasm slipped between Asami's legs and brushed against her sex. Asami's gasped, surprised that she was still so sensitive and easily craving more of Korra's embrace.
"Now. It's my turn."
(Will this continue? Maybe, I'm not sure, leave a review of persuasion? Or just any old review would do :3 )