Cascade
Fandom: Legend of Korra
"It sure is a nice night out." Korra stated while looking up at the night time sky. The stars were out and she made out the familiar constellations. "So what else do you have planned?" She looked back down and to her right to face Asami. She bent slightly forward and was beaming; she hasn't had a relaxing time since her arrival in Republic City, this was the first time for her and was actually being treated. She needed this.
"I have a couple more places in mind that you might like." Asami answered, almost as if she had something planned all along. Korra gave a confused look back at her and Asami answered back with just a smile. Korra returned full upright and faced forward, but she felt like she was being watched. After a few steps she looked back at Asami and she was still looking at her. Korra stopped walking. She felt like she was being scanned for the new imperfections, felt so insecure around Asami and her ever perfect beauty. She never gave too much thought about her looks, but she did always want to look spectacular when needed since she was the avatar.
Korra looked down in sadness, anguish, jealousy. That damn Tarrklok, she could never be pretty again. Self-consciously she automatically placed her left hand on her lower shoulder and her right hand on her cheek. Sadness swelled up inside her, tears were forming. Then saw a pair of feet in front of her. She looked up to see Asami looking straight at her with a very concerned face.
"Korra..." she said softly. The emerald eyes stared deeply into the light sapphires. Korra wanted to look away but those beautiful and flawless emeralds staring deep into her. Tears were forming larger in her eyes than she wanted, her view was blurring up. "Korra, you're still just as beautiful as before." Before Korra could object she felt Asami's hand on her hand on her cheek. It was a welcoming feeling. Asami guided Korra's hand off of her face slowly, Korra didn't fight back, she didn't want to. The hand stayed on her cheek, with the thumb moving slowly and sensually. The taller girl then moved Korra's other hand away from her shoulder and slowly moved her back towards a wall slowly. Korra didn't fight back; she was still lost among the emerald eyes looking down at her. Her back slightly pushed against the wall. Asami leans in and their lips met. Korra felt right. A strong sense of warmth overcame her, and she felt…beautiful.
