Give Me Everything

Kainora. Smut. Modern AU. Jinora is a 21 year old busy college student. Jinora's friends convince her to go to a club one night so she can have some fun. Her night takes a turn when she meets this stranger. None of these characters are mine except for the plot.

A/N: Sorry about before, but I had to repost it because this website was giving me a hard time updating and editing this chapter.

Part I

Even with the air conditioner on full blast, Jinora still struggled to breathe. The tangible humidity along with the smell of sweat, alcohol, and smoke made her wish she went to the university's football game instead. At least she would be sitting in the stands with fresh air and her nose buried in a book as the cheers and whistles faded into the background. While she observed her friends on the dance floor, right next to them, a couple "danced" or practically had sex with their clothes on which Jinora couldn't help but roll her eyes. She leaned on the counter of the bar with her elbows propped up. Her eyes averted once more to where her friends' cosmopolitans sat on the counter and as expected the glasses stood there. Jinora sighed which probably must have been the hundredth time. The bass of the remixed song pounded through her heart as she constantly massaged her tragus against the entrance of her ear canal to help stop the ringing.

Girls' night out, she thought in her friend's voice. She scoffed at that idea. There were a million—well a few other things she could be doing right now instead of being her friends' drinks' babysitter. Jinora could be cleaning and reorganizing her closet, she thought as she absentmindedly grabbed her untouched drink and took a sip. On top of that, she had a sociology paper due on Monday as well as her readings for English class. She also had a student senate meeting later that day, she remembered. As secretary of the student body, she needed to prepare an outline on things that had to be discussed that week. She grimaced at the fact that she'll be falling behind in her work just because of this girls' night out. This just made her even more stressed than she expected.

The sudden presence of coolness against her arm made her realize that no one was sitting on the stool anymore so she took advantage of it. Jinora gave props to her friends for being able to dance in those high heels all night because blisters already formed on the balls of her feet by her own heels. Maybe she should be out there dancing, but her poor feet dealt with enough friction against the soles of her high heels from her just standing there. Hoping the tequila could take the pain away, Jinora took another swig of her drink letting the fruity favored liquid burn her throat.

If her mind wasn't preoccupied with school and the bass of the music wasn't annoying her ear drums, she would be with her friends on the dance floor. Whenever Jinora was not overwhelmed with school, she enjoyed hanging out with her friends and going to the fun activities her college offered. College helped her come out of her shell after joining so many clubs, forcing herself to make acquaintances in class to form study groups, and meeting new people. Unlike high school, she made a couple of new friends who care and supported her, so yes there are some pros to college.

Jinora ordered another cocktail and as the bartender started pouring alcohol in the mixer, she wondered how anyone can find dancing so close with clothes sticking to their clammy bodies so—pleasurable. She scrunched her face at the idea of dancing with some random man while he sweated and smelled like his natural stench mixed with cheap cologne. The thought made her almost gag, but she quickly pushed back those thoughts as soon as the bartender placed her drink in front of her. She unzipped her wristlet to pull her money out until bartender spoke.

"Miss, no need for that someone already paid for your drink."

Jinora raised her eyebrows as a coy smile etched her face. Even when she went to small bars and pubs, no one ever bought her a drink unless they were her friends. Gratitude filled her as she zipped her wristlet closed. With a swivel of her stool, she faced the dance floor again. Her eyes searched for the person who paid for her drink, but at the same time she didn't want to make eye contact with strangers. So she gave up and as she turned, she met with a pair of green eyes staring right at her. That shade of green contrasted so well with his dark skin, it made Jinora's mouth dry as warmth soar to her cheeks.

Their eye contact broke when the green-eyed man reached for his shot glass and put it up to lips as he swiftly tilts his head back. Jinora watched as his Adam's apple move up and down as he let the liquid spill into his mouth. Once he put his head back down, he didn't grimace or make a sound when he was done. He placed his shot glass down and handed the bartender his tip.

Jinora realized how creepy she was for gawking at him too long, so she veered her eyes away from the young man.

"You know people go to clubs to have fun and dance not to people watch," stated the green eyed man, propping his arm on the counter and leaning on it as he faced Jinora.

Jinora looked him and she swore that this place was getting too small and hot. But who did this guy thinks he was, Jinora thought. He may be extremely attractive, however that didn't mean he could talk to her like that.

"I'm flattered that I was the focus of your entire night," replied Jinora in a matter as fact tone.

He gave out a small chuckle which caused Jinora's heart to palpitate faster. There was something about him that made Jinora so drawn to him. Maybe it was his outspoken attitude or the fact that it was a guy, a handsome one too, gave her attention for the first time since she started college two years ago.

"Actually it's kinda weird to be standing here," he remarked.

It had to be the eyes.

She scoffed, "No one asked for your opinion. I'll behave however I want. If standing here annoys you why don't you go back to the dance floor?"

A smirk plastered on his face as a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. He licked his lips and under his gaze he caused Jinora to shift in her seat. The man studied her face making Jinora feel small and almost uncomfortable. Jinora wasn't sure if she wanted to punch him in the face or climb him like a tree, but she really wished he would just stop staring at her like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse.

His hand grazed over her forearm until he grabbed her hand and lowered his lips to her ear. His breath tickled the outer shell of her ear as he said, "Dance with me so you'll look less like a loser."

He gently pulled her arm, but before she left the counter she took two huge gulps of her drink even drinking the last few drops. Jinora couldn't let a drink go to waste or else it'll be money down the drain. She winced as she felt the alcohol tingle the back of her throat. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and let the dark haired man guide her to the dance floor.

The area where they were was less crowded than where her friends danced, therefore she wouldn't have to worry about bumping or having random people grind up on her. All of this felt so foreign yet exciting for her. He moved behind and pressed his body up against her back. All of a sudden, Jinora felt something warm and strong wrap around her waist pushing her back until her behind was right on his pelvis area. Jinora bit her lower lip from gasping. First of all, she hardly was able to breathe before meeting him now she's suffocating. Not only was the atmosphere of smoke and body heat smothered her, but so was the feeling of exhilaration and arousal that over powered her. Forget about her blistered feet and her friends' unattended drinks, she rolled her hips against him to the beat of the music. She thanked the deities that the ballet classes she took when she was younger and her friend, Korra, forcing her to go to Zumba every week gave her rhythm.

He slowly drifted his left hand to her inner thigh and she let him rub her thigh up and down. Jinora leaned her head back to lay it against his shoulder. He placed his other hand on her stomach and together they rocked their hips to beat of the music. For once, Jinora's mind was free. Free from stress, opinions from other people and most importantly, school. Who knew dancing with someone you just met five minutes ago can be so exhilarating.

She felt his lips skim along her ear and his hot breath tickling her that she tilted her head to side to face him. With the closeness of their lips and the smell of vodka travelling to her nose, it caused the butterflies in her stomach to flutter even more that she gave a small squeeze of his hand. The brunette found the whiff of vodka repulsive, but spirits she wanted to taste it. She longingly kept looking at his lips as he did with hers. Neither made a move except their bodies swaying with the music. This was making her more restless and she swore that the pounding of her heart became louder than the song. The back of his fingers caressed her cheek and she couldn't take it anymore. So she took the initiative to press her lips against his. He took her lower lip between his and gently sucked on it. They slowly moved their lips and Jinora brought her hand up to the nape of his neck to deepen the kiss.

They continued to kiss and dance and Jinora felt it was only them on the dance floor. The young man pulled away from her lips and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Mmm… it's getting too hot in here," he murmured brushing the tip of his nose against hers.

Jinora understood the hint and nodded in agreement. She no longer felt his hot body behind her anymore. He laced their fingers together and guided her out of the club. She welcomed the cool breeze of the night on her skin. The beads of sweat that formed under her hair evaporated quickly. Outside the club, a bunch of young adults stood around flirting and smoking. Once her dance partner hailed a cab, they quickly entered it. He told the cab driver his address and it was silent the whole ride. Jinora fidgeted with her fingers and shifted a bit in her seat. She avoided looking at him since she didn't want to let him see how nervous she was about this. The last time she's done this was in high school, but that was with her former boyfriend. She didn't know how her friends slept with strangers and—

"Shit," Jinora muttered under her breath. She quickly unzipped her wristlet and pulled out her phone. She pressed the power button but unfortunately her phone wouldn't turn on. Jinora forgot to plug her phone in before going to the club. But how was she going to contact her friends that she's safe and not to worry about her?

"What's wrong?"

"My phone died," she groaned.

"Don't worry you can charge your phone in my room," he replied and with a halt from the cab the man pulled out money from his wallet to give to the driver.

They both exited from the cab and green eyed man lead her to a house. He pulled the keys from his pocket and Jinora became antsy already. She heard the click of the lock and he opened the door for her. Jinora entered the house and her eyes dilated once he turned on the lights. He muttered an apology and she followed him upstairs. The sound of the wooden step creaking could only be heard. He opened a door and she assumed that this must be his room. He turned on the lights and surprisingly everything was organized but there wasn't much in his room except for a closet, a full size bed, a desk and a chair.

As soon as they both entered the room, he closed the door and locked it. He forcefully pushed her up against the door and pressed his body against her. That made her inhale in shock, but was quickly silenced with his lips on her. He started kissing her fervently which caused her to drop her wristlet quickly. She felt those butterflies fly down to between her legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck, gripping his shirt. His thigh parted her legs and she rubbed herself against his thigh as his lips moved to her neck. She tilted her head to the side to give him more access. Her fingers tangled with his dark locks pushing his head closer to her. She felt the heat growing between her legs and she gasped as he sucked harder on the curve of her neck.

He pulled away briefly, and while he lifted his shirt over his head, Jinora blushed. She wanted to look away, but his body was better than she imagined. His shoulders were broad, and his biceps flexed when he threw his shirt on the floor. He knew what he was doing to her as he gave her a knowing smirk.

"Enjoy this while you can," he said and brought his lips back to hers.

She placed her hand on his back feeling his muscles ripple underneath her touch thus turning her on even more. His warm hand grazed under her shirt over her ribs, which travelled to her back. With ease, he unhooked her bra and placed both his hands on her breasts. He carefully kneaded her breasts making her arch her back. Jinora lifted her arms so he can take her top off. Her bra fell off as she let her arms drop. Her nipples harden from the coolness in the room. He moved his hands under her behind to lift her up and automatically she wrapped her legs around his waist. She kicked her heels off as he carried her to the bed. Carefully, he bent down to lay her on his bed and he hovered over her with both his legs on either side of her.

She looked up at him and she wanted this. She needed this. For a moment they stared at one another.

He licked his lips and almost in an inaudible whisper, "Fucking beautiful." He lowered his head to give a quick peck to her lips.

Her breathing became heavy as he lightly kissed along her jaw, down her neck until he stopped at her chest. He covered one breast with his mouth and gently sucked as he looked up at her. Jinora moaned as she dug her nails into his scalp. He did the same with her breast and lightly blew on them causing her to press her head even further down his pillow. He placed kisses all over her stomach and stopped right above the button of her jeans. He moved his hand between her legs and massaged her gently through her jeans making her thigh muscles jerk.

"P-please," Jinora moaned. She was throbbing even harder and she couldn't take any more of his teasing.

He gave her a playful smile as he continued to rub her. He seemed to enjoy seeing her writher under his gaze. Jinora couldn't take it anymore and he laughed a bit as she whispered obscenities towards him. Finally he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and pulled them off along with her underwear. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and nuzzled his nose against her nub as the tips of his fingers teased her entrance. Her muscles tensed and she bit back a groan.

His hand rubbed her outer thigh and he cooed, "Babe relax."

She tried to do as he said but she just couldn't as she anticipated his next move. With a flick of his tongue, it was enough to cause her hips to buck upwards. He placed one arm across her hips to hold them down as he continued to lick and suck between her legs. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and only her upper body squirmed. His finger entered her and a small squeak escaped her mouth. She felt her lower body pulsate and her head begin to get lighter as he constantly sucked and fingered her. Jinora looked down only to see a pair of green eyes stare right back at her. She probably looked like an idiot if he watched her the entire time. His hands suddenly gripped her thighs as he now had his lips cover her nub. The tingly feeling grew into an overpowering throb as her thighs started quivering. He didn't stop and she whimpered even more as her walls tightened.

One more flick of his tongue sent her off the edge causing her back to arch and wave of pleasure running all over her body like filling a glass of water and letting it overflow. Her legs jerked around until he grabbed them and put them one on each of his shoulders as he laps through her orgasm. Shit, she thought. She was feeling higher and lighter than pollen in a breeze. As she finally caught her breath and her heart rate slowed down, she became a drifting leaf. She only twitched a bit when his tongue would occasionally touch on her swollen clitoris. All the stress and tension left her body and her muscles have never felt so relaxed and limber in such a long time.

He slowly moved up to chastely kiss her mouth, and she was able to taste and smell herself. All of this was just so strange…so wild. It drove her mad. He kissed her forehead and reached forward to the head of the bed with his hand. He searched for something underneath his bed and pulled out a small blue plastic square.

Jinora took a deep breath. With eager and lust, she watched him stand up to unbutton and pull down his jeans. Her eyes widen as she saw his erection sprang up. He noticed her watching him and raised his gaze to meet hers. He arched one eyebrow and sent Jinora a cocky grin.

"I promise to send my nudes to your phone once I'm done with you," he reassured as he kicked off his pants and boxers around his ankles to the side.

"And I promise you I won't receive it gratefully," Jinora replied rolling her eyes.

"Please you'd be immediately touching yourself," he said and his eyes widen as Jinora wrapped her hand around his shaft.

"Really? Like this?" Jinora asked innocently, stroking him slowly.

He gulped and they both kept staring at each other as she moved her hand faster. Never letting her gaze on him break, her lips covered the tip of his erection and she slowly took him all in her mouth. She moved her head up and down while he held her hair up. How polite. But she was enjoying how much control she was having over him. Seeing his breathing become rapid and his grip on her hair became harder, she bobbed her head a tad faster.

"Fuck," she heard him whisper and he didn't stop saying it.

He grabbed her head to make her stop moving as he pulled himself out of her mouth. Then, he ripped the wrapper open with his teeth quickly and took out the condom. He carefully put on himself and he pushed Jinora on to her back.

It was Jinora's turn to smirk. "Desperate are we?"

However, Jinora's grin didn't last long once he hovered over her again, licked his fingers and rubbed them against her nub again. He parted her legs even wider and inserted two fingers inside her and started pumping them in and out. She moaned and already feeling her warm liquid spilling out of her. He placed her two legs over each of his shoulders and positioned himself over her entrance. He let the head of his erection tease her opening while Jinora ached to feel all of him inside her.

"Just…please," Jinora begged.

"And who's the desperate one again?"

"Just stop playing around and fuck me," she demanded.

"Tsk tsk, you have to be more polite about it," he reprimanded.

"Please, please fuck me," she whimpered as she let her hips shift underneath him.

"As you wish," he pecked her on the lips quickly and inserted himself in her.

She felt herself stretch a bit and it only stung a little bit since it's been so long. As soon as she became used to him, he thrusts faster as he pressed her legs closer to her chest. She moaned as she felt his entire length inside her and she let her nails grazing over his spine. Jinora just loved every inch of him in her and the way he moved in sync with her. His rapid, hot breath tickled her neck and she enjoyed how damp his skin became as he continued to pump in and out her. The slapping of their skins and quiet moans from each of them was all that could be heard. It was a sound that Jinora could get used to.

His back muscles tensed as he quickens his pace and his breathing became shorter. He gripped her ankles tighter and thrusts harder until he released himself. He kneeled there for a second to compose himself and lied down next to Jinora completely out of breath. This man still looked good even with all that sweat, Jinora thought. Jinora reached over to his hair to push it back to keep it from sticking to his sweaty forehead. He turned his head to face her and smiled at her. Jinora took a moment to study his face and realized how beautifully structure his face was. He had a strong jaw with defining cheekbones. His green eyes were so luminous even with the dim lights. She will never forget that wonderful shade of green she ever laid her eyes on.

She wanted more of him again. Actually she needed him and she couldn't get enough. In high school, she never experienced these feelings or the pleasures of orgasm with her former boyfriend. Perhaps they were just young and inexperienced during that time. In addition, she heard stories from her friends about their one night stands and how they complained about how terrible it was since none of the guys would ever go down on them. However, at least with the man next to her he made sure she had her fun too.

Jinora leaned forward and kissed him as she ran her hand down his chest to his hips letting her hand graze over him. He moaned against her mouth and pulled away.

"Babe, give me a moment," he gave a throaty laugh.

"Sorry, but I want another round," Jinora said in between kisses along his jaw.

"I knew you weren't able to resist me," he said as he closed his eyes letting Jinora move her lips to his neck.

Jinora stopped kissing him and moved her head back up to look him in the eyes replying, "Only this time. Just give me everything tonight."

He gazed her for a moment, and quickly flicked his tongue from her bottom lip to the tip of her nose. His eyes dilated and again she felt herself become wet.

"I'll give you everything. Now turn over to your stomach," he commanded.

His hand gently rubbed over her ass. While he kissed her down her back, she anticipated on what was coming next. He grabbed her hips to pull her up until she was on her knees. Jinora placed her palms on either side of her face to balance herself. He spread her knees apart and put his tongue in her entrance. She gripped the sheets and moaned into the pillow. He never pulled his head away from her until she finally climaxed again.

After she was able to regain herself, she looked behind her and noticed he was ready. Once more he reached over to grab another condom to put on. He positioned himself behind her and slapped her behind, which caused her to yelp, before holding on to her hips.

At first she used to think getting on her hands and knees was so degradable, but she was so, very wrong. Again, he entered but with much force than before. Jinora moaned louder as she arched her lower back. This time he didn't move.

"Baby I want you to move for me," he said huskily as caressed her ass.

The more he touched her behind, the more insane it drove her. So, she backs her behind on him slowly making sure she enjoyed every inch of him.

He slapped her behind harder and said, "Faster."

Of course she listened to him and moved quickly causing him to groan louder. He gripped her hips and pounded harder and faster in her. This made Jinora scream to the spirits as she squeezed on his pillow. Suddenly, she felt her hair being held and then yanked from behind, which made her look up at the ceiling.

"Oh spirits! Fuck!" Jinora cried out. She panted louder as she whispered nonsense into the pillow. This man definitely set the standards high for her one night stands in the future.

He was able to thrust deeper and the hair pulling was more arousing that she thought. She couldn't get enough of him. If this is the last time she would ever have sex with him, she's going to enjoy every moment of it. He reached underneath her and massaged her clit as thrusts inside her. At any moment she was ready to come on him. With one more push in her, her eyesight became a blur for a second as she felt her body pulsate. While she orgasmed, he still continued to move inside her. This was all too much that she almost felt her soul escape her body.

Heavy breathing and moaning was all that could be heard for a couple of more hours. When Jinora's head hit the pillow her eyelids drooped and her body felt heavy. She felt something heavy land next to her and neither of them moved an inch. Slowly, the white ceiling turned into black.

A faint laughter strolled into Jinora's ear. She groaned and turned on to her back snuggling her head into the pillow. She wished her dorm mates would shut up so she could get an extra hour of sleep. Her eyes stung a little as she attempted to open her eyes, but winced a bit at the brightness of the white ceiling and sun rays entering the window. Jinora brought the comforter closer to chin. As she endeavored to fall asleep again, obnoxious laughter that sounded like men kept coming from behind the door. The deep voices became louder and some were even yelling. Why were there men on Jinora's floor? Men. Men. Men.

Suddenly, Jinora's eyes shot open and her comforter and sheets no longer had any kind of flowery print on them. They were plain dark green sheets with a matching comforter on her. Her nerves began to kick in. She turned her head and saw a tanned back facing her as he snored softly. Everything clicked in her head. Panic struck her as she saw their clothes and her wristlet scattered on the floor and remembers how much trouble she will be with her friends. Jinora was stuck between a wall and her well…sleeping partner.

Gently she picked the comforter off her body and placed it on the man next to her. She carefully sat up and scooted herself to the foot of the bed. Her body shivered as her feet touched the floor. The moment she stood up her thighs jiggled from soreness, but she had no time so she tiptoed over the clothes. Swiftly and silently, she put on all her clothes and let her wristlet hung around her wrist. She carried her heels in her hand so she wouldn't wake him up. As soon as the talking stopped from the outside his door and the front door slammed shut, she unlocked the door slowly and opened it enough to let her head peek out. She turned her head left and right and saw no one or heard anyone. She slowly closed the door behind her and carefully tiptoed through the hallway until she saw the stairs. She tried to place her feet on each step lightly so it wouldn't creak. A sigh escaped her mouth once she was on the first floor and saw the front door. She cautiously opened the door and put on her heels. Pain from her feet flew to her brain reminding her about the blisters. Her heart no longer raced once she stood on the sidewalk. The sun shined above her head and it must have been around noon. The street was quiet which was normal for houses that were close to campus. She was in college and usually there was nothing to do on an early Saturday afternoon since everyone continued sleeping.

Once she stopped at a corner to read the street name, she noticed she was only a couple of blocks away from campus. Unexpectedly, she felt pressure between her legs and perhaps she should've used the bathroom before leaving the house. So, she picked up her pace and she felt something wobbling underneath her left foot. Her heel gave out making her land on her knees much to her chagrin. Barely awake for more than thirty minutes, this day was just horrible. Jinora took off her heels and scowled when her feet touched the cement. She put her feet at risk for infections and/or cuts as she walked back to campus.

To her luck, she saw no one on campus. The campus was beautiful with its different colored tree leaves and bushes. The grass was lush and green that surrounded the walkways to certain dorm buildings and buildings where classes were held. When she reached her dorm, relief spread through her chest. She stood in front of the door of the building and shoved her hand in her back pocket only to find the rough fabric of jeans. She stomped her foot on the ground in despair. She refrained herself from screaming in frustration by counting to ten in her head. Jinora, like an idiot, had to stand outside her dorm building because she lost her student ID card and her phone doesn't work. This day just gets worse by every minute. Not only does she have to do a bunch of errands she had to run to the Campus Card Center to retake her picture and get a new card.

She patiently waited for about fifteen minutes until someone from her dorm was coming towards her. The girl walking towards her gave Jinora a strange look which she quickly changed a nervous smile. Jinora knew her hair was sticking all over the place and the mascara smudged around her eyes. Today Jinora was just not going to have it and glad the girl didn't ask questions. The girl slid her card through the ID reader to unlock the door. They both entered and Jinora went straight to the elevator. The elevator reached her floor and in her wristlet she pulled out a gold key to open her door. She slammed the door shut behind her, threw her shoes on the ground and dropped her body on to her bed. After she gets her sleep, she'll return her calls to her friends and explain to them what happened. For now, the bed was the only friend she needed.

Two days later

Jinora recorded every word her philosophy teacher explained to the class about social structures. The students in her lecture hall rustled in their seats as they zipped and unzipped their bags. It was a universal sign that class was almost in two minutes, but Jinora stayed until the last second. She barely heard the last few sentences her professor spoke since everyone stood up and walked out of the lecture hall while chatting with their friends. She only saw her professor purse his lips and shake his head as he too packed his notes on the podium. Jinora reached over to her bag on the floor to get her pencil case out. She sat up and she saw a folded paper on her desk. She opened it up and her student ID card fell out on to her lap. A wave of joy filled her. She noticed a couple of lines with messy scrawl and read:

Jinora,

Give me a heads up when you leave next time.

Kai

Jinora bit her bottom lip to keep herself from smiling and folded the piece of paper to put into her planner. The handsome guy's name was Kai and he was in her class. Who knew the world could be so small?

She stood up from her seat and slung her bag over her shoulder to head to her next class.

A/N: Lmao yea. It's been a while since I wrote smut. I feel like i came off strong. Whoops. This was going to be a one shot smut but then I got other ideas so its going to have like 7 parts to this story.