"I'm sick and tired of this back and forth bullshit. You love me, then you don't know what you want. You kiss me then make me leave. I'm so damn confused, it's not even funny. You know what? If you don't want me, tell me to leave and I'll go. Just do my heart a favor and don't come running to me tomorrow about it. I don't think my heart would be able to take it. I'm not some second-thought person that you can fuck whenever you get bored. It's not fair." Her blue eyes are filling to the brim. It was obvious that she was shaking. She stood rigid, like if she were to move a single step she would be burned by a horrible fire. The soft candlelight, which should've hidden small things, was unforgiving in this aspect. The small glow gave way to her clenched fists, her teeth which were biting her lower lip in a fleeting attempt to hold the tears in, everything that she would want hidden showed itself. And she cursed that little light for it. The dark haired woman just stood across from her as the turmoil from the girl's head flowed out.
"I just…I just don't know what the fuck to do, okay? I know that right after we finish, you'll get out of bed, quickly get dressed and run back to him. Oh wait, you'd leave your thong on the pillow though. You always do that. A small piece of a big pile of shit…I can't believe he doesn't know, 'Sami…It's just so obvious, I think even Tenzin has caught on. I know Pema has, as well as Ikki and Jinora…This isn't okay. I mean, sure it was fun in the beginning, but now it just hurts. It fucking sucks. It's not fair…To me and especially not to Mako…" The Avatar looked at her hands, holding them palm up in front of her. Asami just stared at her expressionless, unmoving, and seemingly uncaring.
"Don't just stand there. Say something, for fuck's sake, please. Please say something. Do something." Korra's breathing had become shallow and quick, her voice on the verge of screeching. Asami sighed, slowing closing the distance between herself and the Avatar. She grabbed the Avatar's wrists, holding them gently as she held her gaze, unwavering.
"Korra, I l-…"
"Don't you dare say those three words. Just don't, okay? It's not right. I know they're meaningless. You do too." Korra held her arms out, pushing Asami away, but Asami's emerald eyes became half-lidded in, what seemed like, determination. Moving closer to the Avatar, she lightly took her face in her hands.
"Asami-…" Korra whispered, breathlessly.
"Korra…I've never wanted someone as much as I want you. I admit, when I first met you, I never would've thought we'd be where we are right now. I'm happy with the decisions I've made. All the late night rides around town in the satomobile or on Naga, all the visits to the sweets shops and restaurants, all the afternoons spent in bed enjoying each other's company, every moan, every orgasm, everything… If I could go back and do everything over again, I wouldn't change a thing. You should know that." Asami's lips had inched closer with every word and now they were but a mere inch or two apart. The two girls' breathing intertwined, hot against the other's lips. Asami leaned forward more, hoping to close the remaining distance but…
"No. You can't do this to him. Mako's my friend, my teammate. I can see the way he looks at you, I know, because he looked at me the same way once upon a time. He loves you, Asami. If he knew…oh man, if he knew what we were doing…"
"He'd have a boner and would ask to join in." Asami snickered.
"Asami." Korra said sternly, glaring up at the raven-haired girl.
"What if I told you I would leave him for you?" Asami's words made Korra's eyes widen. She wouldn't. This beautiful princess, the poster child for daddy's little girl, this girl who could have any guy she wanted surely wouldn't have a single thought about any girl, right? I mean, Korra was pretty masculine, she seemed more like a guy than most actual men in Republic City. The girl's words echoed through the Avatar's head, making her ears ring.
"So what do you say, Miss Avatar?" Asami draped her delicate arms around Korra's neck, pulling her closer so that their chests mushed together. Korra was starting to feel warmth pool between her thighs once more.
"Fuck…n-NO. Asami. I think you s-should go. Now." The Avatar pushed the other girl off of her right as their lips brushed. Korra's breathing had skipped and she could swear anyone within a mile radius could hear her heart pounding.
Asami turned on her heal, obeying the other girl's suggestion, sighing in defeat. She collected her coat, helmet, googles, boots, and boyfriend's scarf as she walked to the door. Korra watched her, heart slowing as the girl paused for a moment before turning the doorknob. Asami didn't leave yet, though, she held the door open a few moments, just standing there, letting the falling snow float in around her feet.
"I love you, Korra. I mean it. There's no doubt in my mind that those three simple words hold true. Goodbye, sweetheart." And with that, the black-haired girl seemingly danced off into the snow toward her satomobile, closing the door behind her and leaving the Avatar to wonder if she had just made the biggest mistake of her life.